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.

Chapter 2

Harry stumbled forward as he was clapped across his back interrupting his mussing. Looking up he saw that he had made it to the practice field although from the death glare's he was getting from his coach he was late.

And I didn't even get breakfast either, oh well.

"So nice of you to join us Harry perhaps if we started practice an hour later you might have a chance to make it on time" he said snidely, before turning to the rest of the team "All right our forward is here so lets get to work. Maybe some triangle drills to start and then timed star drills"

Harry groaned at the gleam that he had in his eyes, the coach new that those were his least favorite but obviously thought he needed to be taught a lesson for being late.

"Yes coach!" the whole team said practically saluting before running off into their proper places.

The rest of the day was pretty much like that for Harry much to his annoyance and by the time dinner rolled around he just wanted to curl up in a ball and go to sleep but he remembered his promise to Alex and so went about getting thing's ready.

By seven Harry figured all his pacing had was going to put a hole in the floor as he had been waiting for Alex for the last hour nervously. Glancing up sharply as he heard the sound of keys, he looked quickly around the room making sure he had everything he needed. His wand was lying on the coffee table in its velvet carrying box and next to it was his most prized possession the little phoenix statue. On the small table beside the sofa was an old letter yellow with age and large stone bowl filled with what appeared to be water.

"Harry?"

"Alex, uh hi c..come sit down" He ran a hand through his hair and fought the urge to start pacing again as Alex did as he asked.

"Okay I promised you this morning that I would talk to you give you explanations for my past actions and well here it is. I am a wizard" Raising his hand quickly to forestall the protests he saw Alex about to make he continued. "Please this is hard enough, just keep quiet until I'm done then I'll answer your questions. I've only told this story to one other person and that was Steven and with him it was easier because his wife had been a witch. I thought about how I was going to tell you all day and this is my solution"

Picking up the stone bowl he placed it in front of Alex and then he reached for his wand. After saying the correct word he sat down across from Alex and watched as the contents on the bowl turned a light blue.

"This is a pensive that I managed to buy through the black market of Diagon Alley which is where wizard's go to shop. Now before you ask a pensive is a place for a wizard to store their memories if they feel they need to. I have stored allot of mine into this and want you to watch how I explained everything to Steven, before he took me in and allowed me to use his name. Just place your hand in the water and you will be able to watch it, just remember that you aren't really there this is only a memory, okay?"

Alex looked at him for a moment before nodding and reaching a shaking hand forward. A bright light blinded him for a moment and then he heard a voice and felt someone touching his knee.

"At the beginning Harry is always a good place" Steven said reaching over and squeezing his knee trying to reassure him.

(What? oh I get it I'm seeing through Harry's eye's)

"All right it's like this"

(And mouth apparently, oh well might as well sit back and enjoy the ride)

"My full name is Harry James Potter and that evil wizard that killed your wife was likely named Voldemort or worked for him. The reason I'm telling you this is shortly after your wife and many, many other muggle's and magical folk were killed by him or his cronies, he went after my family. Only I survived by managing to withstand a very powerful killing curse and somehow reflecting it back at him. I was one at the time so don't bother to ask if I remember anything about it other than what I've been told and I'm pretty sure they left thing's out"

Taking a breath Harry looked at Steven who was sitting across from him pale faced and bug eyed, after rubbing his scar that was tingling faintly he continued.

"Anyway he was believed to have been dead by the majority of the wizarding world until about six years ago. When he reappeared and tried to steal something very important from the school I was going to, he was unsuccessful but that's not really important right now. So as I had thwarted his plans when I was a baby I sort of became a symbol to the wizarding community I was "The Boy Who Lived" he said bitterly. As long as I was alive and kicking we would win the war, so I was naturally his number one target. It was hard shouldering that but as long as I had my friends and teachers support I was fine, I could handle it I guess he just figured it out"

Not noticing that he had started to cry again he was startled when a handkerchief was pushed at him but accepted it none the less.

"He came up with this plan to frame me for a crime and then sent me a message telling me what he had done after the fact so I'd know it was him but wouldn't be able to do anything about it. I was on my way back to the castle, that's my school, when an owl landed on my arm with his letter I still have it you know. So I hadn't even read it yet since I decided to go back to my dorm room before I did and I got to the front doors of the school and these arora's, they're like muggle police, are there. They start telling me that I'm under arrest for the rape and murder of my best friend's baby sister. I was really freaked, but then calmed down as all my friend's and teachers started showing up, I thought that they would sort it all out but then they just glared at me and I didn't understand why"

He stopped then to try to regain control of himself but found that he couldn't continue with Steven watching him. Lying down with his back towards him he continued.

"The auror's then told me that I had apparently the night before went and made a full confession to one Blaise Zambini who was supposedly a good friend of mine in secret. I of course denied this totally but the just glared harder and then they said that he had gone straight to Minister Fudge. He's like the wizard president, with the information and after being put under a truth potion he was questioned, and he said all this stuff about how I had bragged to him about raping her and then killing her so she couldn't tell anyone who had done it. They all believed him not me, I just... I couldn't... why"

He couldn't continue as sob's racked his frame and he started to drift off to sleep. He felt a blanket being place over him and then heard Steven leave the room with a soft whisper of "Everything will be all right child, in time"

Alex gasped as he jerked his hand out of the bowl and shivered trying to imagine having all his friends turn on him like that.

"Oh god Harry, I'm so sorry" he voice seemed unnaturally loud in the utter silence.

"Why? It's not your fault you weren't there" Harry got up from his chair and walked towards the window looking out into the night sky. "I will understand if you wish me to go I know I should have told you a long time ago but I just couldn't do it"

"What! No Harry don't ever think that, god I've known you for along time Harry and despite the fact that I didn't know this about you, I do know you and you could never do that to another human being"

Getting up Alex walked over to Harry and grabbed him in a hug "I don't want you to leave Harry I trust you"

"Alex thank you so much" he whispered after a short pause then stiffened as he heard a knock on the door. "Are you expecting anyone?"

"What? No. I knew we had to talk so I told everyone I was busy tonight, I wonder who it could be?"

Harry shrugged walking towards the door and whipping his eyes "coming" he called out then went about unlocking the door. Opening it, he froze in shock and stared at the person on the other side.

"Professor Snape" he whispered

"Hello Potter" that oh so familiar voice said, "it's time for you to come home"

To be continued