TITLE: BETRAYAL

AUTHOR: Lilly

RATING: R for later chapters

PAIRING: HP/SS

SUMMARY: Ten years ago harry was framed for a crime that he didn't commit, was expelled from Hogwarts, and turned on by his friends. Now he's back but will the Wizarding world be able to handle the new Harry? SLASH!!

DISCLAIMER: The only thing about this story that is mine is the plot. Everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling.

Prologue

Harry stared at his friends and professors in shock as they stood by and allowed the ministry workers to place magical restraints on him. It was the beginning of 7th year and they were in the entrance hall at Howarts, as they had stopped Harry as he returned from a trip to hogsmead to pick up some last minute Christmas presents for his friends.

Why? he thought to himself This has to be a dream, some awful nightmare that I'll wake up any second from. God please let me wake up. They can't think that I'm guilty, can they?

But Harry knew they did from the looks of utter disgust and loathing that they were giving him, look's that sent shivers racing up and down his spine. However that wasn't what was making his heart ache so much, although it did hurt a lot that Ron and Hermione weren't even trying to defend him.

What really hurt were the looks of grave disappointment that both Dumbledor and Hagrid had been giving him since he had been expelled by vote of the educational council. They were the two that really counted and that they thought him capable of such a vile act shook him to his very core and made him go numb in disbelief. Dumbledor was like a grandfather to him and Hagrid was the first person that had ever been kind to him.

He listened in a daze as the wizard in charge of his capture; a tall burly man with dark red hair and a thick accent, who Harry learned was named Jacob's started to speak.

"Harry Potter" he started trying to sound all important, he knew that this arrest would make his career "you stand accused of the rape and murder of Ginny Weasley, how do you plead?"

Harry raised his head and looked over the people standing in front of him one more time before lowering his head and saying nothing.

They're already so certain that I did this, that I could do that to Ginny. He shivered and wrapped his arms around himself, a sudden chill passing through his body that had nothing to do with the weather. What's the point in telling them the truth, they wouldn't believe me anyway, if they believe me capable of this how well did they really know me? Or me them?

"You Bastard how could you?" he heard a familiar voice ask, although the tone had never been directed at him, Malfoy maybe but not him. "My little sister? You disgusting piece of slime, to think that I called you best friend all these years. You're no Griffindor, you..."

Harry flinched at the hateful words and retreated a step; he felt his eye's start to sting and didn't bother trying to hold back his tears. It was all too much to take in, the year had been going great what little of it had passed, no threats from Voldemort or his death eater's. Snape had been somewhat bearable in potions classes and his scar hadn't been hurting, he had even begun to think that he just might have a normal year and now this had to happen.

"Ron, you have to believe me I didn't do this I..."

His words where cut off as his former best friend place a well-aimed fist in his face.

"Shut-up! Shut-up! Shut-up!" he snarled as he tackled Harry and started to rain blows down on his chest and face. "Don't talk to me you fucking bastard, you don't deserve to live you filth, you're no better than the death eaters you claim to hate so much"

Finally they pulled Ron off of him, kicking and screaming profanities. Although in Harry's opinion it took them quite a long time to do so, as the bruises already starting to appear on his face and he was sure rib cage could attest to.

"Do you have anything you want to say to these people before we go Mister Potter?" Jacobs asked spitting out Potter as if it were a curse and giving Harry a violent shake.

Harry glared at the man before turning towards what he had come to think of as his family and taking his time looked each over, trying to find a crack in there angry expressions. Surprisingly it was the potions master that Harry saw looking at the other's in disbelief but when he noticed Harry's eye's on him his face turned expressionless.

"No" Harry said quietly shaking his head.

"Hmph, figure's a person like you wouldn't even apologies for what you've done", he sneered and then motioned for the two aurora's that were holding Harry to follow him as he turned to leave the school.

"You FUCKING ASSHHOLE I'll never forgive you! Do you hear me? Never! Ginny was a good friend you piece of shit!"

Harry stiffened as he heard Hermione's yell and looked back over his shoulder to see Ron trying to console her. His eye's however were drawn to the potion's master again and he noticed him reach a hand in his pocket then motion for him to do the same.

Harry blinked then looked deep into Snape's eyes before doing as he was told; surprisingly his hand came out holding a small statue of a silver phoenix.

"Hu?" he blinked looking questionably at Snape and saw him mouth the word's 'PORT KEY GOOD LUCK POTTER' before he felt his stomach start to drop out and he himself falling. When he looked up he saw a large sign that said 'Welcome to London', and realized that Snape at least thought he was innocent.

Feeling a little bit better Harry set off into the heart of muggle London, Snape had given him a second chance at life and he wasn't going to waste it.

To be continued