Draco and Harry got their school supplies together. Harry listened as Draco told Harry all about Slytherin and Quidditch. Draco was really excited to have another eleven-year-old to talk to. Draco had explained that his friends were brainless as they came. After hearing some of the things Draco had to say about them, he had to agree with Draco on that.

"It's a shame first-years can't play. I think you'd make a good seeker," Draco said suddenly causing Harry to smirk but blush slightly. They were standing outside a Quidditch supply shop and Draco was showing Harry the brooms in the window. Draco had explained Quidditch and how the game worked and Harry was happy to listen, even though he didn't really know what much of it meant.

"It's just because I'm small and could pass through the air quicker," Harry said in a teasing tone.

"Actually, yes! The best seekers are small," Draco informed Harry. "Father, can we teach Harry to fly?"

Lucius looked up from the deep conversation he was having with Severus and Draco's mother. It was clear that Severus was explaining everything to Mr and Mrs Malfoy. Harry could tell by the way the blonde adults would keep glancing at Harry and mutter things about 'damn muggles' and 'despicable excuses for human beings'.

"Yes, Draco," Lucius said before suddenly remembering something. "But only if it's okay with Severus."

Severus looked over to Draco and Harry's excited faces before slowly nodding. There was no way he was going to say no to Harry receiving such an important right of passage in the magical community. Lucius and Severus quickly went back to their discussion while Draco began showing Harry the different types of brooms.

When Severus and Harry left Diagon Alley, Severus had a pouch of potion ingredients. When Harry asked about them, Severus shook his head and told Harry that he would explain later. Harry instead began chattering about everything Draco had told him about Hogwarts and Quidditch. Harry really liked Draco and couldn't wait to see the young blonde boy again.

When they arrived back at the house, Severus explained there was something he really had to take care of and told Harry to begin flipping through his books. Harry was confused because Severus had a very worried and serious expression on his face. A few hours later when Severus returned, he had a vial of thick black liquid and a worried expression.

"Harry, the night your mother died, Voldemort may have left a piece of him inside of you and if it remains there he may be able to gain enough strength to return. The potion I am holding will eliminate that piece but it will make you a bit sick," Severus informed, knowing it was more important to remove Voldemort's soul from Harry's body because once it was gone, they'd be able to ensure that he never returned. Harry stared at the potion and slowly nodded.

"I've added a strong sleep potion to the mix so you won't feel the effects. You will be sore and achy tomorrow; maybe disorientated but that should be the worst you will feel," Severus explained as he handed the potion to Harry. Severus instructed for Harry to lay down and watched carefully as Harry swallowed the potion. Harry began nodding off at the effects of the sleep potion began to take over. Eventually, Harry was in a deep sleep and Severus could see the lightning scar was already beginning to fade.

That night Severus watched as the potion worked causing the boy to sweat, tremble, shake and finally as the last of the Horcrux left Harry's system in a violent manner, the boy's boy convulsed. Severus watch in complete horror as grey and black smoke began pouring out of Harry's scar. The smoke looked like it was trying to fight its way back into Harry's forehead be was being blocked from reentering. With one final spasm from Harry, the last of the smoke left Harry's body and the scar was gone completely.

Severus sighed in relief because that was the final Horcrux destroyed. Albus had been destroying them all summer long and now that the one place on Harry had been destroyed, any and all chances of Voldemort returning were officially gone. If Severus was worried the potion hadn't worked completely, his worry disappeared when a searing pain on his forearm caught his attention. Severus rolled up his sleeve in time to see his dark mark bubbling and fading from his arm. When the mark was gone completely, Severus felt tears of joy falling down his cheeks. Severus was finally completely free.

When Lucius stepped through the fireplace he was holding his arm up, looking just as relieved as Severus. It was that moment that Severus was glad he decided to take Lucius' advice and rid Harry of his Horcrux. It was horrible to think that his son had a piece of Voldemort's soul inside of him and now the child was free of that presence and the world free of the Dark Lord.

"Are you ready for any backlash that may result from this?" Lucius asked, knowing some Death Eaters were going to be less than pleased to discover that their 'leader' would be gone for good now.

"I've already strengthened my wards but I'm not expecting anyone to be able to connect this to Harry or myself. Most Death Eaters knew about Dumbledore's mission and they'll more than likely blame to old coot for this," Severus said, still not thinking too kindly of the man for placing his son with such horrible people. "Is the other thing completed.

"Yes, I was surprised you wanted to change the boy's name but his discomfort at being called Potter was clear. I was able to push it through a couple hours ago and I'm doing it free of charge," Lucius explained, still excited at his family's newfound freedom and security. It was liberating.

When Harry woke up the next morning, his head was hurting more than if ever had before. His forehead stung and his head was throbbing but the pain was already beginning to ease up. By the time Harry got downstairs, the pain was reduced to a dull ache. Severus was sitting at the table with two plates of chocolate pancakes and whipped cream. When Harry sat at his spot, Severus slid a piece of paper over to Harry. Harry examined the paper before he threw his arms around Severus' neck.

He was no longer Harry Potter; he was officially Harry Evan Snape.