Lucius had done his best but Harry had been unable to escape from his second detention either though he was promised it was no more then that. If he had to, Severus swore he would get an antidote so that Ron no longer looked like a rat. The twins had been sought out, by the headmaster who had of course known where Harry would have gotten the products from, but he had been told they had never come up with an antidote. They had warnings on all of their products, and if their customers took the risks after reading the product labels, then they would just have to live with the consequences before they wore off. The boys had not been lying; they were still working on one, for the product had not hit the market yet. They were more then aware that such products were likely often used on siblings or such, and they had not wanted to deal with angry parents and having to explain why their ten year old was going to be looking like the animal of choice, for the next week. Severus assured Harry he would help the twins on one, and if Lucius did not get Harry out of the rest of his detentions, they would rescue the rat, even though it was fitting.

Harry found the headmaster waiting for him and he was worried, he had no idea how the man would react, remembering the end of his last detention. He had run out of the office before the man was done talking to him, which was the reason for tonight. Lucius had argued that Harry's detention had been over, and he had every right to leave, and besides the detention had been unfair, but Albus had countered. He argued that he had really just been having a talk with a student, and even if the detention was set to end at a specific time, Harry had no right to leave it before he had been dismissed.

Harry noticed as he took a seat that the same forms were on the desk as before, and he noticed there were others. He was not surprised, some how he had known the man would not be backing down so easy, and he wondered what argument that Albus had come up for this time. Remus had confirmed that Aberforth had been sick some years before but if there were any medical bills left, they could not be very big for the man had not been even to a healer in three years time.

The headmaster handed him a cup of tea and a biscuit, and Harry noticed the man eyed him as he sipped it. The headmaster might have thought he was being covert, that Harry may not have noticed the looks, but Harry was starting to feel like he was being eyed up like some kind of meat or something.

He noticed he was a big light headed when he put down the tea and they moved from small talk. "I am a bit tired sir, I think maybe I should go and lie down."

Albus shook his head. "We have a bit of business left to do here Harry and if you're still not feeling well after, you can lie down on my couch over there."

Harry had not even noticed when the man had moved around the desk, some how things seemed to be a bit hazy. He could almost hear the man in his head, as if he was using telepathy ad not actually talking out of his mouth. He was shocked when the man sat down in the chair next to him, and he could have sworn the old coot, had his hand on his thigh, and uncomfortably high on his thigh for that matter. He reminded himself he was being a fool. This was a ma who was old enough to be his grandfather, if not great grandfather, and though he had done many horrible things, he did not think molesting students was on the list any where.

Albus brought over the forms. "Now Harry we really need to talk about the money issue. You agreed with me before, your parents would have helped fund the order."

Harry found he was having trouble concentrating on what was happening. "I know sir, but I don't have control over my fortune. My godfather does, I am a minor."

Some how he found a quill in his hand and he could feel himself dipping the quill in the ink. He could feel his own arm doing it, but he knew some where deep down that the man was holding his hand, but he could not seem to fight the urge. He felt his hand going to the paper, and he could hear the man whispering, quietly reminding him that his parents and Sirius would have wanted this. The war might be over but there was a lot of work which still needed to be done, and that Harry had more then enough money. Harry had never had much money, and he was a selfless person, he would want to help other people. Make the world a better place.

Albus watched with pleasure as the boy started to write an H, sure this would work. He had come across a little pill used by muggles, and even if Severus or Poppy had some kid of suspicions, they would never know what was used on Harry. It would not come up on a magical exam, and Harry would have no memories of it. It was called a date rape drug and while as his hand gently brushed the fine cock, he could not deny he could see using it for that, he knew what he needed to do.

Harry had signed the form which granted a small chunk of money for the medical bills but the next he stopped. "What?"

Albus had slipped in a form on a petition for the Wizengamot to remove Lucius as eyes and ears on the school. "Just a duplicate of the other forms Harry."

Though Harry could not claim his title yet, a petition signed by the boy who lived, would definitely hold a great deal of influence over the Wizengamot. The measly money Harry had just agreed to pay him was nothing, a simple excuse; it was barely a knick on his trust fund. These were the papers he needed to have signed, the papers that he would stop at nothing to have signed. Harry may not be needed to fight a Dark Lord any more, but he still had some usefulness left, and signing these forms was a part of it. He needed to make sure that he got Lucius out of his school and his control over what was being done here, reduced.

But unfortunately for him he seemed to have given Harry too strong a dose and the boy passed out before he could get him to sign. Sighing he put the forms in a secret drawer, reminding himself Harry was here for the year and he could get to him sooner or later.

He picked the boy up and carried him to the couch. "Can't have you guessing what I am up to. If you ever suspected, I would have to do something more drastic."

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Harry slowly started to come around with a groan, and realized something was being waved under his nose, and opened his eyes. The headmaster was sitting next to him and he realized he was on a couch in the man's office. He remembered that he had not been feeling well and had grown dizzy, and he thought he must have fainted, but he was confused, for he had never fainted except around dementors before.

The headmaster helped him up. "I am sorry, I should have sent you home before. I will see you for detention tomorrow, go and get some sleep."

Harry was a bit shaken and glad his dad's rooms were not far. "Okay sir."

Remus was concerned when he saw his son, and even more anxious when he heard what had happened. He sent for Severus to come through the floo, worried that Harry had bee slipped something, but Severus found no traces of anything. Though both men tried to assure Harry it was okay, they were both concerned that the headmaster had tried something, and they had simply found no traces of what ever it was.

Harry noticed some ink on his hands. "I don't remember signing anything and I know that I did not have ink on my hand before I left."

Severus sighed. "I will speak to Lucius and I will make sure that no forms go through the bank that you may have signed. Remus is to okay them anyways."

They had been worried that the headmaster would try and use Harry, to get him to help him get money or power with the ministry. They had made Harry pretend he did not know what was going on, for they were scared they would make Albus desperate, and he would try something dangerous if he knew. They were starting to worry he was still playing a risky game, and had suspicions that Harry might get his wish, and be able to reveal he knew the truth, sooner then later. They were just worried that if Albus was outed for what he was, he might feel like he had nothing to lose, and Harry would be put in serious danger.

When Harry slipped off to bed Severus squeezed Remus' arm. "I will help keep him safe, no matter what. And if the truth comes out, then Draco can help as well."