Chapter 7

Harry walked into Hogwarts. It was the very beginning of July and was time for a meeting of the board of governors at Hogwarts. Harry, while not being part of the board, was an heir of one of the founders and the owner of Hogwarts, he could do whatever he pleased. He moved into the building, and headed to the third floor where he asked a portrait of a vampire in blood red robes to step aside. The room beyond was one that was greatly spectacular. There were portraits on the entirety of the walls. A deep colored mahogany table was in the middle with more carvings than the ordinary. But surrounding that table were some of the most powerful people in all of Britain. Many of the ancient families had spots on the board of governors. Even Muriel Perwett was here. At 107 she was the oldest in attendance and yet hadn't missed a meeting once in her long life. It seems that Dumbledore had been invited to once again try and persuade the governors into firing him. Harry had been a tad late and as such nobody had noticed him enter, they were all to focus on the elderly wizard in front of them.

"Please, I beg of you he must be sacked, he is a bad influence on all of the children and a danger to everybody," Dumbledore pleaded.

"Absolutely not!" Muriel said, "He has done more things for this school in one year than you have done your entire time here."

"Muriel, I'm flattered," Harry said announcing his presence. They all turned to him with shocked gasps; several were startled by his sudden appearance.

"Harry dear, how are you?" Muriel said.

"I am doing just fine Madame Perwett, significantly better now that I have run into you," Harry responded making the elder lady giggle. Harry went around the table shaking hands with other men showing off his Gryffindor ring making sure everyone realized he was in charge here. He then stepped up to the front of the table where Dumbledore stood. "Now I have decided in this next school year that I would be taking control of my school."

"What do you mean by your school?" Dumbledore asked.

"I mean that the deed to this castle and the grounds surrounding it are in my name. As such I will be making a few changes to MY school starting with the sacking of you Dumbledore."

"Excuse me?" One of the governors said incredulously, "Dumbledore was the best thing to ever happen to this school. Removing him would only hurt the students."

"On the contrary," Harry retorted, "If you check exam scores since Dumbledore has taken the Headmaster position we have had a significant drop in scores. It dropped by more than 10% which is unacceptable. I put it up to negligence. I feel that Dumbledore has to many responsibilities in the Ministry to watch the students properly. With the head of the Wizengamot and several other very time consuming programs it is clear he has lacked in his duties here, as such his position as Headmaster will be terminated immediately."

The silence was thick in the air before Dumbledore got up and said,

"I will leave now, but know this I will never truly be gone."

"Yes you will have a portrait in the Headmaster's office but other than that you are here by banished from Hogwarts grounds, so mote it be."

"With that the wards shifted and plucked Dumbledore up and carried him through the halls and the grounds until depositing him in Hogsmead.

"Now the subject of Headmaster must be addressed. But before that I do have one thing to discuss. Well several things actually. Seeing as Hogwarts now has an owner it is private property and the Ministry has no right to touch us. Basically the grounds of Hogwarts are their own country. Secondly the year after this we will be adding several new classes, including but not limited to, Weapons Training, Summoning, Warding, and several others. The same year we will also be changing DADA to, The Dark Arts and their Defense. Hogwarts is severely lacking due to only teaching certain subjects. We will now teach magic as though it is magic not, light or dark or any of that ridiculous separation. Next for the Headmaster position I myself will be taking over."

"Wouldn't we have the same problem Dumbledore had of you putting too much of your time into the Ministry?" a governor asked confused.

"I simply hold seats on the Wizengamot; I do not run any prominent and time consuming comities. Now back on to changes in the school. Despite the fact that the houses only create disdain between each other, they are famous artifacts it you will, as such They will stay, However Houses will not have classes with one another they will be put together in different classes from different houses decided at random. The quidditch teams will be able to recruit anybody from any house. Other changes with also be added and the last thing I have to say, Governors, your service is now, unrequired. The Governor program is being disbanded as of….now."

The shouts of anger that followed that statement were cut short as the wards ejected all those yelling. The only ones left were the elders of the group consisting of, Muriel Perwett, and Augusta Longbottom.

"Augusta," Harry started in surprise, "I must say I am surprised to see you still here, considering your grandson's thoughts on me."

"Neville has become terribly pig-headed ever since Dumbledore got it in his head that he was the chosen one," she responded.

"Well then good to know, now ladies I would see you off but I am terribly busy and I must be off."

"Of course Harry," Muriel said, "Your go right ahead we've been around these halls a few times. We can show ourselves out."

With a small smile and a thank you Harry left the room with a swirl of his robes.

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Voldemort had been thinking over his revenge. He thought of all of the things Harry was really proud of and came up with one thing which would work better than most. Sure it might be taking things a bit too far but He was Voldemort! Having decided his plan of action he called his death eaters together and sent them off on their mission he quickly following.

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Once Voldemort arrived in Diagon Alley destruction and chaos had already begun. Fires were breaking out, glass being broken and feat was in the face of everybody there. Voldemort was relishing in it, sending his own curses out every now and again. Mayhem was upon them and Voldemort loved it. Nobody had expected it, all thinking they had been safe in the neutral zone. They were sorely mistaken.

They ravaged the alley for 10 minutes before something happened that made them all pause. At the end of the alley those in black robes with masks on their faces, flew into the air, being suspended and immobile. While they had their wands they couldn't move or talk as to use them. Death Eaters started flying into the air and the power source of this amazing feat of magic was approaching Gringotts whose steps Voldemort stood on. As the power source broke the crowd Voldemort heard a very distinct voice be carried toward him.

"Tom, shame on you, I thought we had discussed that you were to stay away from my Alleys," Harry said finally reaching Tom.

"That was before you attempted to black mail me," He answered.

"It wasn't an attempt, It worked very well didn't it," came the response.

"Well you took something of mine and so I took something of yours."

"Well seeing as this is a neutral zone I will however have to ban you from any of these alley's, your Death Eaters may still come however you will have to leave and so will your minions for now."

"I am the dark lord you will not tell me what to do."

"Your right I can't tell you what to do, but I can just force you to leave by keying your magical signature into the wards." Voldemort stared at the cleaver man in front of him. He thought for a moment before he did something he had not expected. He leaned over and kissed him.

It was not a deep kiss or a passionate one it was simply there, yet at the same time it was one of the best he ever had the pleasure of experience. He pulled away and looked at the younger male in front of him. Harry looked up at the annoyingly powerful man in front him with a smile on his face. He leaned into the others ear and whispered,

"See you later." The wards at that moment attacked the dark lord and his minions and threw them out of the alley. Harry smirked before he turned to the stunned crowd. He waved his hand and the alley righted itself back to the condition before the raid. He then waved goodbye and apparated away.

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Severus Snape stared at himself in the mirror. His wings, claws and fangs out for him to observe. 25 feet and 4 inches of pure black feathers stretched in the very spacious room. Severus Snape was a Genitor. It was a derivative of the incubus. Much like the incubus a Genitor would harm and possibly kill anyone it had sexual intercourse with other than his mate's. A Genitor usually had one mate though cases of two had been heard of. Main focus in life, were children, as such they had the ability to both impregnate and become pregnant themselves whether male or female on both ends. They were so fertile they never sired or birthed any number of children under 3. They almost always were the dominate, in intercourse, however in life it could be a very different story.

Severus Snape had been looking for his mates for many many years. Once his younger mate had reached his full age he had met them both once again. The despair that tugged at his heart was almost too much for him to handle. How was he supposed to approach the two most of the most powerful, feared, and beloved people in all of the world? He couldn't, it seemed however that they were happy and he would leave them that way….even if he himself had to suffer many years to come. Severus moved to his bed and wrapped himself in his wings as he fell asleep resigned to his horrible future.

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Okay now I realize it isn't very long in fact it's very very short, and I realize that Snape is a little OCC but that was the best way I could incorporate this situation, so deal with it. And be happy that I'm doing a threesome because I'm still not sure I want to. If you have any questions on Genitor's please ask and I'll answer at the end of the next chapter.

Bilal Khattak- I thank you for your opinion I really really do but the pairing has already been decided, and I understand you not wanting a pairing, although I usually say the same thing when the author is planning a strait pairing. Oh well please keep reading and thank you for the comment.

By the way we hit a mile stone last Chapter. I would like to thank all of you for getting this story past 100 followers especially Silverbrokenfang who was the 100th follower. Thank you all very much.