Ok this chapter starts off as weird, and has taken me almost two months to complete. But seriously, weird start but it gets better so bare with me. I was still trying to decide how many more chapters I should have of this fiction.
I have decided. There is ONE MORE to go. Enjoy and review!
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Chapter 25
The Boy Has Issues
"What's this?" A tall man with scraggly brown hair asked.
A woman with clammy looking skin and watery eyes answered, "Potter's criminal record."
The man raised his eyebrows in the woman's direction, "big file isn't it?"
"Half of its cock-and-bull. That's why we are here, we want legit stuff this time, so no one will want to come to his defense."
"Hey, Melinda," the man started but the woman – Melinda – shushed him.
"Quiet fool! There are ears everywhere!" Her watery eyes narrowed as she glared at the now cowering man.
"Sorry, I forgot. Anyway, why are we out for Potter anyway?"
"Because."
"That's not an answer."
"Why do you want to know?"
"Don't answer a question with a question, its rude."
"Walter shut up!" The woman screeched.
"Hey you said not to say names!" Walter whined, and Melinda glared at him again. With a huff, Melinda picked up the four-inch thick file and tucked it under her arm.
"I'm going to finish this somewhere else." Walter looked at her, "away from you."
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Potter… juvenile… insane… liar…
St. Brutus' Center for Incurably Criminal Boys…
Blew up his aunt…
Attacked his cousin with a boa constrictor…
Threatened his Uncle… Ran away from home…
Destroyed Dumbledore's office…
Spread lies about the Ministry and Voldemort…
Death Eater…
Destroyed school property…
Attacked his cousin with a Patronus… Lied about Dementors… Used magic in front of Muggles and out of school…
Starts fights with classmates… suspended from primary school for fighting…
Bullies his cousin…
Father's a Death Eater… Godfather's a Death Eater… other Godfather's a convict…
Faggot… Boyfriend's a Death Eater… Boyfriend's Father's a Death Eater…
Won't follow orders… makes the Ministry look bad…
Attacked Arthur Weasley with a snake…
Destroyed Ministry property in the Department of Mysteries…
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Melinda groaned: the whole file really was a load of bullshit! She squinted her eyes as she tried to read the tiny, messy writing of Delores Umbridge and pinched the bridge of her nose. What did that toad woman have against Potter anyway? They were going to arrest him for being gay? What were they Nazi's? It was ridiculous, but she wasn't going to say anything, her job was on the line, and anyway, Perfect Potter would be fine. They wouldn't dare harm the Chosen One, not really!
Walter was a pain though, Melinda thought. He was too caring, he'd definitely try to help Potter, and that was that. Both he and she would end up sharing Potter's Azkaban cell. Scrimgeour was even worse than Fudge if that were possible.
She continued to flick through the file, all 800 pages filled with useless charges and pointless scribble. Potter had probably never done half of the things he was accused of.
She laughed, "'pushed Sirius Black through the veil.' Do they really believe that? Potter was distraught. 'His fault Senior Potter's were targeted.' The child was a year old!"
She rubbed her eyes and sighed, trying not to cry. She couldn't afford to get emotional over this, she did things like this on a day-to-day basis, now was not the time to grow a conscience.
She picked up her quill and began to scribble out all the useless, worthless things, and with a sob began to write…
Plotting with Voldemort through the curse scar link…
Boyfriend will receive Dark Mark and influence Potter… Potter will join to impress family…
Potter harmed Ron Weasley… may kill? …
Will seek revenge on Ministry and Dumbledore… with Voldemort? …
May turn school friends to the Dark Cause… may hurt school enemies… becoming friends with Slytherins? …
And so on, and so on, and so on…
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The Slytherins and Harry's best friends nodded knowingly, the others looked confused. Going for the shock factor Harry smirked. "I pledge my allegiance to the Dark Lord Voldemort, my Lord as I am his Prince. What say you gathered?"
There were quite a few blank faces staring back at him.
Draco gasped, his hand flying to clutch at his chest as he fought not to hyperventilate. Hermione and Ginny gaped at their friend, unbelieving. Ginny actually started crying, convinced someone was going to try and arrest their friend now. Harry just grinned, if Dumbledore wanted to arrest him, he'd give him a reason.
Unsurprisingly, Harry's number one stalker leapt to the rescue. Colin Creevey grinned and stepped forward, "if Harry's on His side, so am I." Dennis, his Brother, followed suit.
Hermione let out a nervous chuckled and Harry's smile widened. "Welcome to the Dark Side," he smirked.
"We have cookies," Hermione giggled.
Harry turned to look at her and winked, "pity I'm gay." The he shot Draco a smile, to take the sting out of it. The blond however, was quite content to glare at Harry for his stupid, Gryffindorish behavior.
Eventually, most of the group agreed to at least hear Harry out if not join up right away – as long as they only took orders from Harry and not Voldemort – and the few who didn't, were Obliviated and sent on their way.
Those who were left sat down on one of the chairs they had conjured and waited. Harry summoned Dobby and Winky, who brought enough food to feed an army – rather ironically – and then Harry proceeded to give the masses what they wanted.
"Right, Harry Potter boy-who-lived and you're all wondering why I joined Voldemort right?" He smirked as almost everyone shuddered. "I didn't join Voldemort, I don't need to join him. I've never been on anyone's side but His.
"To be fair I wasn't planning to make friends with Ron, or Ginny or Hermione or anyone else, but Draco. But it is kind of hard to get by on your own and get into all that trouble and losing points without someone around to defend you… for the most part." Ginny snickered at the veiled comment about Ron's desertion in fourth year.
"Now I'm glad that I made friends with Hermione and Ginny, and Neville and Luna and all you other guys. Mainly because now I have more followers." He grinned. "but seriously, I know people say you can't miss what you never had, but I think I would have missed you. And I'm glad I don't have to miss out now. Thank you guys, you have no idea what it means to me that you chose to take my side and not desert me. Mainly, it would have taken to much effort to Obliviate you all. I'd have just killed you."
There was absolute silence in the room, Harry sighed and rolled his eyes. "Kidding, just kidding, guys."
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Three months passed, Harry and Draco had decided to get engaged much to the pleasure of their families. Ron had been pranked close to one hundred times in the past three months – much to the amusement of everyone, but Ron. Severus and Lucius' lessons had gone rather well, no pranks in class, not that many detentions, hardly any points docked – from Slytherin – no one had been throw out of the class.
But of course that couldn't go on.
The Ministry had been busy the past three months as well. They were drawing close to the Muggle holiday Easter, and the Ministry was determined to finish their work before then. Their lawyer had finished reviewing and re-reviewing the Harry Potter-Snape files, and editing the necessary paragraphs. They had Dumbledore, as Chief Mugwump on the Wizengamot, bribed to their side. And the Minister himself couldn't wait to get rid of that annoying Snape boy.
Tobias Evans, had bought all the books needed for sixth year NEWTs classes, and he had money set aside for the seventh year schoolbooks for next year. He didn't intend to go for sixth year, but he figured he might as well with the pace the Wizarding World was moving – the Ministry would have the School closed before he got his chance to attend.
Severus Snape had been to see the boy once more, and had even been the one to take him shopping in Diagon Alley for his things. Tobias had informed Severus that he had a lead on who his 'real' Father was, no longer would he be Tobias Evans Not-Quite-Sure.
During Lucius' Defense Against the Dark Arts class in April, eights Aurors burst through the door shouting and screaming for everyone to throw their wands forward onto the floor. Everyone but Lucius and Harry did so. Lucius aimed his wand at the Head Auror and shouted, "what the bloody hell do you think you are doing interrupting my class?"
"Shut up Malfoy, or you'll join him," Dawlish, head of the Auror division hissed angrily. "Harry Potter, uh, Snape, you are hereby placed under arrest by the Ministry of Wizarding Britain. You have no rights; you are worth as much as flobberworm shit. Come quietly scum, or I'll blast your head off."
"Wow, I'm impressed, you may have actually used one big word. And they say Wizards do it better! Try the Muggle one. 'You have the right to remain silent anything you say or do may be held against you in a court of law' oh wait, you guys don't do fair trials do you." Harry snorted and stood up, subtly passing his wand back to Draco who took hold of it and hid it inside of his robes. Harry pretended to throw the wand forwards on the floor with the rest of them but none of the Aurors noticed nothing hit the ground.
As one they surged forward, all eight trying to hold onto Harry at the same time. The bluenette sighed and rolled his eyes in Lucius' direction. He mouthed "Tell Father, 'get Tobias'."
Lucius looked confused, before remembering that was the name of the boy who would be starting next year. With a wince, as Harry's arm was twisted backwards painfully, he nodded his understanding. The Aurors, with Dawlish at their head, dragged Harry – who didn't protest as much as they expected – out of the Defense classroom and to the Headmaster's Office.
Dumbledore had smiled sadly at the boy and patted him lightly on the shoulder before moving aside and allowing the Aurors to shove Harry into the fireplace. Dawlish stepped in with him, and leered at the teenager while wrapping his arms tight around Harry's waist.
"That's unnecessary Dawlish," Albus said harshly as the Aurors hand moved further down to brush Harry's crotch. Harry stood still and did nothing. Dawlish just laughed and flooed away with Harry followed by the other seven Aurors. When they were gone, Albus sighed and popped a lemon drop into his mouth. "It could have been so, so much different Harry my boy. If only you had learnt to follow orders."
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Lucius didn't bother to dismiss the class, before he ran full speed out of the room and towards the dungeons. He flung himself into Snape's classroom, ignoring Severus screaming for 'order', and grabbed hold of his dark haired lovers' hand and pulled him from the room into the corridor.
"Harry's been arrested. They took him to Albus' office. He's probably on his way to the Ministry right now." Lucius said without drawing a breath. "He said to tell you to get Tobias."
"What had that loathsome boy to do with this?" Severus snarled, as he began to walk in the direction of Dumbledore's Office. Lucius grabbed hold of him and pulled him into a quick kiss.
"Calm down. If Harry said to get Tobias, there must be a reason." Lucius stroked Severus' cheek softly, dutifully ignoring the crystalline tears that were slowing making their way down the man's cheeks.
"I don't want to lose my Son, Luc." He gasped before burying his head against the blonds shoulder. He shed tears, but he made no noise.
"You won't, we'll fix this I swear. Get Tobias. I'll gather Harry's friends and we'll head to the Ministry and try and talk the Minister out of this, this whatever he is planning." Lucius pushed Severus back from him, kissed him once more, and turned and began walking back the way he came.
When he met Draco, he held the blond teen while he cried for Harry as well. Then they gathered Hermione, Ginny, Luna and Neville. Lucius rushed them to Severus' quarters and pushed them into the fireplace.
"Ministry for Magic," they each called as they disappeared in a flash of green light.
When they arrived, their wands were checked and the person who was checking them seemed rather preoccupied.
"What's happening over there?" Ginny asked, pointing towards where the man was staring.
"Oh you didn't know? The Minister has finally lost his Kneazels. Apparently, that Snape boy was convicted of being a Death Eater this morning. They're giving him the…" A loud cheer cut off the last word but Ginny and the others heard it. The man was practically bouncing in his seat as he spoke. He ignored Ginny's cry of horror, followed by five more, and carried on talking. "I don't believe it though. It's a load of bullock. That kid has done the Wizarding World a load of good, so what if he doesn't want to follow the Minister? No offence, but you know, the Minister never did Harry any favors either you know."
They didn't wait for the rest. As soon as the man gave them back their wands they practically ran in the direction of the shouting. Draco gave a small sob and pressed his hand to his mouth, his eyes wide. Ginny and Hermione began to cry while Neville attempted to pat them on the back, and calm them down. Lucius was practically steaming at the ears.
"This is an outrage! Let him go at once!" No one paid him any mind, but he continued to push his way through to the front of the crowd, followed by Draco, and then the other three.
In the middle of the room there was a small platform, about a foot high and two meters diameter, shaped in a circle. The crowd was gathered around, pushing in from all angels. Some were cheering and some were screaming for it to stop, others just cried silently. Ginny gave another wail and an older woman turned and patted her on the head sadly.
On the platform, there was a wooden chair and beside it a podium. The chair was empty, but if you looked closely you could see the faint shimmer of magic around it; as if there were an invisibility cloak over the chair or a disillusionment charm on the person sitting in it. Standing behind the raised podium, Minister Scrimgeour stood smirking, his wand pointed at his throat as he cast a voice-magnifying spell.
"Witches and Wizards of Britain, today is a marvelous day. The Dark Lord will be told about this day, and he will be weakened for it. Today, we, the Light Side, make a stunning and grand protest. Some would say it's a little over the top, others would be outraged. I say its justice. The Dark Lord will get his servant back, we aren't that cruel. The Dark Lord will get his servant back, a little altered to how he used to be.
"Witches and Wizards, I present you the Dark Heir!" Scrimgeour screamed as his hand shot out, and pulled back, the fabric of an invisibility cloak tight in his grip. Chained to the chair, was Harry Potter-Snape. "I give you Harry Snape, Death Eater."
Harry turned his head sluggishly and blinked at the Minister. He tried to smile, but it came out more of a grimace. From where they were standing, his friends couldn't really see anything wrong with him, wrong enough to make him look as if he were in pain at any rate.
"Let him go Scrimgeour!" Lucius shouted, "He's a child!"
"He's a murdered." The Minister countered with an evil smirk, holding up a case file. "See here, 'responsible for the deaths of James and Lily Potter, Sirius Black, Cedric Diggory, Martha Herbier, Amanda Snoot, the list goes on Malfoy."
"Harry doesn't even know half of those people," Hermione whispered.
Draco growled, "They set him up! And Dumbledore fucking helped!"
"And now, for the resion d'etre, the crème de la crème, and for your viewing pleasure," he added with a sick smile, "I introduce you to Dementor #12, of Azkaban Prison."
The Dementor floated out of a side door, silently, causing nearly everyone in the room to jump backwards in fright. Hermione and Ginny screamed again in fear knowing how much the Dementors affected Harry. Strangely Harry did nothing, he just sat chained to his chair and blinked in Scrimgeour's direction.
Without further instruction, the Dementor glided onto the platform and hovered directly in front of the captive Harry. He hissed something, in Parseltongue but Harry didn't reply or give any indication that he understood. The Dementor leant down, pressing his lipless mouth to Harry's chapped lips, his hood thrown back. As Harry's life was sucked form his body, the doors were thrown open again and Severus – followed by Tobias – ran inside, just in time to see his Son die.
As Severus fell to the floor, sobbing, and Lucius went to comfort him, Hermione and Ginny began to cry anew. Neville fought back his tears, determined to take care of the girls and Draco just pushed his way forward until he was able to climb onto the platform. He ignored the Dementor completely, who also had no interest in the blond, and began unchaining the teen. When Harry was unbound, he pulled his blue haired lover into his arms, and cried against his chilled and lifeless neck.
As the crowd began to cry and mutter angrily among themselves, and Scrimgeour realized killing the Boy-Who-Lived might not have been his brightest idea, Tobias Evans stood at the back of the room and laughed quietly.
Things were going according to plan.
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One more chapter to go, see if you can guess why Tobias was laughing!
I promise, it is a happy ending, even though it doesn't seem like it. And Tom will be back next chapter, and Severus will actually pick Tobias up not just appear out of the blue I promise.
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Wow this is my second fiction, which is one chapter away from completion!! Go me!!