Chapter 4
Severus Snape made his way to the headmaster's office, his face a stony mask. Not that it was an act it was quite real. He had just gotten back from Azkaban and he was cold and seriously pissed off from what he had heard from Harry. How dare that man lie to him? Harry had been like a son to him just like Lily had been like a mother to his boys who were named Zach and Severus. It had been his wife's idea, they had gotten to name each of them, Severus as you can guess chose Zach and his wife chose Severus. He had after all rescued her from death eaters and given her all she could hope for and a family. She may have only known them for a year she loved them and done what Lily had done, died for their children.
Storming into the headmaster's office he saw most of the order was there and he was not attending. The trust he had placed in the headmaster was slowly diminishing and it kept going as the days went by.
"Headmaster I want a word with you. Now." said Severus in a voice he didn't use often a dangerous silky drawl that meant big trouble.
"Very well Severus Sit down and have tea?" asked Dumbledore politely.
"Yes" he snarled. He usually didn't drink the old fool's tea but he needed to tonight, the chill in his bones were making him feel weak and he hated feeling weak even if it was only a little.
Drinking the tea and ate the biscuit he had been given, the warmth started to seep into his bones with a sigh he sat back and wondered how he was going to go on with the conversation.
"Headmaster why did you tell everyone Harry Potter was spoiled and contented when you knew very well that It was a lie?" he said looking at the headmaster, not letting the betrayal he felt shine through. His eyes flashed of betrayal for a minutes before it was gone everyone saw it.
"Severus he was!" said the headmaster. Who barely concealed his shock and horror at the thought that Severus knew. He would not loose his spy now not when the war had just started again.
"Well then why don't you show us some memories of how Harry Potter was spoiled if you will." said Severus, his eyes glittering dangerously. He knew the truth and was not going to give up till the headmaster told them the truth.
"I...uh the pensive is full Severus it will take days to empty" said Dumbledore looking for an excuse really quickly. Severus had to hand him one he could tell a lie well when he was pressured but Severus didn't give up that easily and Dumbledore should have realized it.
"Ah don't worry! Accio Pensive" said Severus enjoying the spark of dread he caught in the headmaster's eye. He could hardly believe that the headmaster had been able to do this for so long.
"There we go headmaster" said Severus happily or as happily that the man could be. He dumped the pensive on the table not too harshly. He loved his pensive and it helped him a lot. But thankfully it was empty.
"Severus we don't have time for this!" said the headmaster getting desperate now. He had never really gone to see if Harry Potter was being looked after. He didn't want people to know he had been lying. People would stop trusting him and start questioning his motives and previous actions.
"What don't want to admit in front of everyone that you never checked up on Harry Potter? Or that you knew he was abused and unhappy there and yet made him go back there?" said Severus as if he were asking the weather.
The order waited they didn't dare breath they wanted to know if what Dumbledore said was true, Tonks especially she had gotten Shacklebolt and Mad eye on her side telling them everything when Harry woke up. They had been doubtful at first but when she had shown them the memories, they had to agree. They were the only ones who had any doubts but they never sided with anyone. They were in war and if Harry was innocent, he was innocent. When the old man didn't answer they broke out in chatter. They thought Harry was spoilt but maybe he had killed them in self-defence? Perhaps he had hoped was restored in the order. Most of them anyway, with the exception of Ron, Hermione, and a few others, but they would not say anything they will just find out when he was in court.
"Severus, stop this at once. Fine I never checked on him but he was spoiled and contented I gave them money for him from the Potter vaults so he would have been." said Dumbledore getting angry.
"Yes I'm sure he was that was why he was never out of school robes even at the weekends" sneered Severus hating that he had never known Harry was abused till he told him there stood a tried and true Gryffindor with a Slytherin mind had kept from him. And he could not even protect his mind! That was all Severus could think about.
"Severus stop this at once it doesn't matter any more, he has murdered them and he is just trying to get people to pity him." said Dumbledore.
Severus just shook his head at the headmaster.
"Anyway, I have something at the department of mysteries that needs guarding. No one can touch it; it's in the room of Shears. I was going to ask you to teach Harry occlumency but I won't need you to so I am going to ask you to teach it to Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley" said the headmaster.
"NO" said Severus he was putting his foot down. He knew Harry was telling the truth and he hated the headmaster for not checking and lying to him.
"Severus you will do as I ask" said Dumbledore sternly. The order flinched they hated when Dumbledore spoke like that after all he was there grandfatherly figure they didn't like when he shouted.
"Well you have a choice Dumbledore; either I teach the brats occlumency and I don't spy or I spy and don't teach them occlumency. I will spy for you but I am not putting my self at risk because you want those brats to learn occlumency." said Severus.
The order were in two different minds glad that the man had finally stood up to himself last time the man had done everything Dumbledore had asked him to do. The others were shocked and angry that he spoke to Albus Dumbledore like he did.
"Very well Severus" said Dumbledore who was radiating fury. His eyes had gone cold but that didn't scare Severus. After all Dumbledore was nothing compared to Voldemort and his blood red eyes. "You will have to spy and I will find someone else to teach them." Dumbledore was not happy. He had hoped Severus had started hating Harry but that was apparently not the case.
One of the order members were on duty to watch that said room all day all the time. Day and night and that's how the days went by.
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It went on for days, Harry not getting fed properly. He made sure to remember who they were and what they looked like. If he got out of here he was going to have them all fucking sacked. Not only did they refuse to lay the dementors off, but also they didn't give him the basic needs he should have.
This included water, food better than what he was given, a blanket and a decent bloody toilet. The place was infested and he didn't like it at all; it was freezing cold and he was cold inside and out all because of it being cold in the cell and the dementors did it to his insides. He felt like his soul was dying. And in a way it was.
Harry usually sat in his corner; Snape had not visited since. He didn't know whether to trust him or not. He could be lying; he didn't get the presents after all. He was so confused with the dementors there all the time. It was getting worse for him. They drained all of his happy memories; not that he had many. The happy memories he had with his friends were all tainted with their betrayal and he hated them. And he hardly had any good memories. After all he was not going to have many good memories with the Dursleys.
Harry was currently sitting at the side of his room on the hard cold filthy bed, his robes were disgusting and dirty the room smelled of piss and sweat and he wanted a bath desperately. He was surprised when Ron walked in. He knew Ron thought him guilty, Tonks after all informed him.
"Well Potter got yourself in a right mess!" said Ron with a smirk on his face; which looked disgusted on the red head.
"What do you want Weasel" rasped Harry. Inside he was hurting but refused to show it. This was his best friend! He was supposed to stay by him no matter what. Now here he was talking to him as if he were shit. He swore to never make himself vulnerable ever again. If he doesn't befriend anyone there won't be any chance of betrayal to happen.
"What am I not allowed to come see my best friend?" asked Ron mockingly again. It didn't suit him; he looked like a disgusting back end of a bus.
"Get lost Ron" said Harry wanting to cry alone. The bitterness was already making its way up into his heart. If he didn't watch it he would end up like Severus Snape because that was what Severus Snape did. Betrayal didn't happen if you don't befriend or love he had been betrayed and had turned into the bitter man they all knew. His wife had been killed and had to give his children up so they would remain safe, his two twin boys he had loved above all else. He had to marry someone. Lily had begged him to and he had. So he married and his wife had gotten pregnant with twins a year before Harry was born.
Severus had looked for them after the war had ended. He had spent every minute of his free time looking for them that his hair ended up greasy and his teeth turned yellow. He ended up becoming depressed after being unable to find them. He had left them in a Muggle orphanage, hoping they had a good life. In his heart he knew his boys were alive, a bond a parent had to their child could never be removed.
Not only had he lost his 'wife' who he had loved but also never like he had loved Lily. She died in front of her eyes for not joining Voldemort. She had asked him one last thing before she died, "Look after my babies." Thankfully Voldemort had not known she was pregnant he had taken them away. They had been one at the time, a year later the war ended and his not so official nephew was forced to live with Muggles after Severus had given his promise not to go any where near him.
Being the Slytherin that he was, he worked around it and sent Harry letters and presents as the years went by, wishing he had his sons and Harry to bring up. That was how he became bitter. The manor was abandoned, it was hardly ever used, the house elves look after it making it clean at least but it was not nice cleaning a deserted manor. But the house elves kept doing it hoping that Severus their master would come back one day. The place was full of different colours, none colourful but the bedrooms were beautiful none the less. He didn't even change his children's rooms he had left the crib and everything there. The room was baby blue everything Severus had brought them was still there as well as pictures of his children's first two years.
Lily was in lots of them, the children had called her Aunt Lily and she had been happy at that because she didn't think she would ever hear those words. He had never heard of Lily talk of her sister, and when Severus thought about it, he thought she was an only child.
"You are pathetic Potter! Getting arrested! Some hero you are. I won't be visiting Azkaban, so don't expect any visits from me! And another thing; neither will Hermione. She hates you, we were only using your fame to get better jobs when we get out of school and now you have to go and screw it all up. Don't worry we will get plenty of publicity when they hear how we were deceived by the great Harry Potter." said Ron cruelly.
"Get lots Ron" said Harry again this time there was only pure sadness in the boy's face.
"Don't worry you are not worth the words I breathe, you're just a filthy murderer killing Cedric to get more publicity, you make me sick. To bad they saw through your crap I don't want to be around you! You got your parents and now Cedric killed just stay away from my family! You're disgusting" yelled Ron. That said he left the cell satisfied.
When Ron left, Harry curled up in a ball. Crying his eyes out, Ron was right! Harry thought; I only get people killed. Rocking back and fourth the dementors came to feast upon his misery before he fell unconscious blaming himself for his parent's deaths. Not even his parent's deaths could make him stronger anymore. After all it was his fault.