The New Prophecy
Chapter 10 - revealing it to everyone
"I guess you are all wanting to know what your beloved Headmaster has done to make his staff hate him as well as your precious Boy-Who-Lived," yelled Harry, his voice booming through the great hall. Colin was doing what Harry had asked him to do and took pictures of everything.
Everyone's heads went up and down like doggies on dash boards. As predicted, the Slytherins looked like they were in heaven. Seeing the stuffing knocked out of the headmaster was something they had always wanted to see and they now had the front seat tickets to it. Even the first years were enjoying the show; the most powerful wizards looking at each other like they were poison.
Severus fell down along with McGonagall and Poppy, none of them wanting to believe what the headmaster had done to them; what he had done to poor Harry. The teachers had seen Harry Potter demand he be removed from the care of the Dursley's, but Dumbledore never did. They were forced to watch as Harry came back skinnier and skinnier every year. Loosing the sparkle in his eyes, never getting therapy, and never getting the chance to be a child he was forced to grow up far too early.
"Well I will tell you!" yelled Harry. "HE," said Harry, pointing at Dumbldore, "Obliviated my mother, my father, and me, and a hell of a lot more people so he could have a fucking title as the most powerful wizard alive. He split six families up because of a prophecy. He wanted to stay in control of the Wizarding World. How does that make you feel? Your precious headmaster, leader of the light, obliviating families," said Harry snarling the headmasters title every time.
"I am not Harry James Potter. I never really have been. I was born to Lily Evans and Severus Snape eighteen years ago! When my parents were right out of Hogwarts I spent three years with them. They loved me and everything," Harry choked on the last word. "Not only that, I was three when he gave me a de-aging potion, making me a newborn again, hurting me in the process. It fucking hurt! I called for my dad, but he could not get to me no matter how much he tried. He was bound by the headmaster. The next time I woke up I was at the Potter's in Godric's Hollow. My name is Alexander Severus Salazar Snape," said Harry, his voice cracking. He had never spoken about this, but his friends gave him the support he needed.
He stood still and he shape shifted to his natural form. Gasps rang out in the great hall as Harry's true form was revealed to the world. He looked exactly like his father, but still had some of his mother in him, just not in the eyes. He ripped his Hogwarts uniform off and everyone saw the expensive clothes under them, most of it all in black, making him more his father's son. Severus had whimpered when he saw his son's true form for the first time in a very long time. He had always imagined a son the way he looked.
"Hermione Granger is not a muggle born. She too had a family that loved her. She is the last Rockwood living today. Dumbldore killed her parents and did to her what he did to me! De-aging potion, obliviate potion, and a magic suppressor potion. Her name is Rachel Rockwood and she is more powerful than the headmaster. And the headmaster could not have that, could you? You had to be in power. The charms you put on me made me act like a Potter and the thought that I followed you around like a love sick puppy, disgusts me!" he yelled.
Hermione took her cue. She took off the glamours she had on and turned into the fine looking woman that Alex had come to love. (YES there names ok he is Alex now) The hall exploded into more chatter. Rachel hit the headmaster with a spell that made him fall onto his knees in pain. They could do nothing as it was neither illegal nor dark magic.
"Next person he arsed with is Neville longbottom. He gave him the potion, making him little more than a squib. He has never been the true Neville longbottom. He," said Alex again pointing to the headmaster, "realised that the real Neville was a squib, the real Longbottom child. He swapped the real Black child with the Longbottom child. The Longbottoms' son died that night when the Blacks died! But not that he cared. After all the kid was a squib. He could be of no use to him," said Alex.
Neville walked forward and said, "And I am the real last living Black, son of Regulas Black who was an unknown spy for the light side. I, too, was given a potion by the headmaster and charmed to look like a Longbottom. My real name is Daman Orion Black," said Damien, taking the glamour off. People were no longer looking at chubby Neville Longbottom, but someone who resembled Sirius Black, only this man looked more muscular.
"Oh, and that's not all. He killed the wives of the prewett brothers, the mothers of Ginny Weasley and Ronald Weasley, whom are not Weasleys but the children of Fabian and Gideon Prewett, the heros who went down taking eight or so death eaters with them. I would like to introduce you to Serena Ginny Prewett," said Alex.
As Ginny took off her glamour, her ginger hair going red, Severus' breath got caught in his throat. She looked a little like Lily, his beloved whom he knew was dead. Draco felt his mouth fall open. Serena looked like a goddess after she took her uniform off, the best of the best spider silk clothes underneath that they had all bought.
"And Daniel Ron Prewett," said Alex softly, as he watched his first best friend turn into his natural form.
The headmaster had his head bowed. He had tried so hard to stop the prophecy coming to light, but it all backfired and he would never get out of the mess he created and he knew it. The Minister looked ready to faint on the spot. She was leaning heavily on an Auror, but Alex was not finished. Far from it.
"Last, but not least, Luna Lovegood, whom is really the son of the last of the Ravenclaw line. My cousin, Iris Evans, daughter of my mother's brother. My mother was taken from her family and put up for adoption in the Muggle world by none other than our own headmaster. He killed my uncle and did what he had done to the rest of us to her. Magic suppressor, obliviate and de-aging potions and left her in a differnt family," said Alex.
"You probably see a pattern here. Well it took us about a day to get it before we realised it. We all worshiped the headmaster. We all were tucked into families that were close to Dumbldore. Only that didn't work the way he wanted it to. He wanted us to praise his name. He was only going to use us," said Alex.
"But he decided we would be better off dead after a couple of months. A fake prophecy was made and the Potters had to go into hiding. Dumbldore made sure that they picked Peter Pettigrew who was the spy. After all, Dumbldore can read minds. He would have known Pettigrew had a weak mind, always had, always will, but what he didn't expect was for me to survive that night. He was using Voldermort to do his dirty work. When I survived he put me at an abusive household. He knew I would like him for getting me out of there and like a fool I did just that," he said.
"Potion," said Alex.
Daniel took a potion out of his bag and gave it to Alex. Dan gave Alex an encouraging nod, telling him to go on, that everything would work out on its own. He pulled the old man's beard around his hand, making the headmaster scream in pain. Alex used that time to get the potion down his throat. Dumbldore soon stilled, his blue eyes glazing over.
"What's your name?" asked Alex.
"Albus Dumbldore," was the answer he got.
"Did you take Lily Evans from her home and place her up for adoption in a muggle orphanage?" asked Alex.
"Yes," said Dumbldore montone.
That caused everyone to go nuts. They now knew it to be true. The older ones knew what it was that Alex had used. The other teachers looked at Dumbldore like they had never seen him before. The Slytherins were smirking. The Gryffindor's looked like they had been told and then proven that they were stupid, looking ready to cry. The Ravenclaws were angry and the Huffelpuffs were not bothered. Alex raised his hand and yelled at the top of his lungs.
"Silence!"
Everyone immediately quieted down, the voice reminding them of their potions master, the anger in the voice and in the eyes, too.
"Why did you want Voldermort to go after Alexander Snape, whom is better known as Harry Potter?" asked Alex.
"He was in the way of my power. There was a prophecy made. I, with the help of people in the Ministry, got the people who were Elementals and got rid of them for good, but I realised that the risk was still there so I told the Potters to go into hiding. The fools listened to me and I got Pettigrew to sell them out. I got there and to my shock, Snape's child was alive so I sent him to the Dursley's saying something about fake blood wards. No one looked for him. I knew they would neglect him. I needed him to worship me. I knew I needed him to finish the dark lord off. I was going to kill him after Voldemort was gone and say I killed him," said Dumbldore.
"Did you really kill Lord Grindlewald?" asked Alex in disgust.
"No, Samara Snape killed him. I killed her, us being the only ones to survive, but only after she had her child. I gave the child to her husband and I was a hero to the Snapes after that. Severus' great, great granddad was always praising me, not aware that I killed his wife," said Dumbldore nearly smirking.
"Have you done anything else to the Snapes?" Alex demanded.
"I put Severus Snapes' father under the Imperio curse, the liquid imperious, and got him to be abusive to his son and take the dark mark and hurt his wife. Doing that gave the Snapes a bad name. How I wanted it. They were heros for far too long," snarled Dumbldore, still under the affects of the Veritaserum.
"Who and what is voldermort?" asked Alex.
"Voldermort is formerly known as Tom Marvolo Riddle, a Half blood, a muggle father and magical mother whom died in child birth," said Dumbldore.
The Slytherins looked ready to pass out. Their beliefs were just ripped apart along with everyones belief in Dumbldore.
"You knew who opened the Chamber of Secrets, yet you blamed Hagrid. Why?" asked Alex.
Hagrid had just opened his mouth to tell Alex that it was wrong to accuse him of that when Dumbledore's next words stunned the poor half giant.
"I knew I would need him to go on dangerous missions and it would be easier having the giants on my side. Having a half giant made it easier to do," said Dumbldore.
"That means you use Lupin, too, doesn't it?" stated Alex.
"Yes, he got some werewolves on my side. It was easy, having a potions master brew the wolfsbane potion. If most werewolves feel guilty, it's easier to get them to join my cause. Of course, they are dark creatures. I would have killed them once their usefulness was over," said Dumbldore.
"What is the prophecy you speak of?" asked Alex.
It had not been written down in the diary or the book. Alex had finally gotten to the reason he had given the man the Veritaserum in the first place.
"It said, 'Six Descendants from Pureblood families, Elementals of lightning, fire, earth, water, and air, The leader will be most powerful, A boy unique with the scar of lightning, Together the children will stop house rivalry, Shoving the Bumblebee aside, Together the great six will change Hogwarts forever, Together they will stop the darkness that's descending'." Said Dumbldore, not being able to shut up under the effects of the potion.
"Well congratulations, the Prophecy did come true," said Alex sarcastically as he pointed at the Aurors then to Dumbldore.
Madam Minister walked up to the headmaster, her face screwed up in revulsion, and said, "Mr. Dumbldore, you are herby stripped of your titles and are no longer the Headmaster of Hogwarts nor the head of the Wizengomet. You will be taken to the ministry where you will wait your trial. Having heard all I have tonight you won't really need a trial. You will be sentenced to Azkaban for fifteen years, also given a life sentence for the murder of the Prewiett wives, the murder of the two Rockwoods, leaving a wizard with an abusive family, wrongfully obliviating more than one person, and switching children at birth, the illegal use of de-aging potions, magic suppressing potions, and that is everything, I believe. Enjoy your years at Azkaban," she said.
The Aurors put cuffs on him that did more than limit movement. They stop a wizard from changing into an animagus, apparating, or doing magic of any kind. Taking the man's wand, they snapped it in two before gruffly taking the headmaster and leaving via portkey. Madam Bones portkeyed too, leaving a room of dead silence in her wake.
Severus grabbed his son, pulling him down until they were face to face. Alex was startled to see tears running down the normally emotionless face.
"Alex," whispered Severus brokenly, this fine young man was his son.
Alex started to cry, too, and Severus got the courage to wrap his arms around his son, softly rocking him back and forth as Alex cried and cried over and over again.