Harry was confused at what was happening, his mates had ordered the elves to pack everything they owned of importance at the school. They told Draco and Harry to go under Harry's cloak and head for the gates of the school, where they were to stay, though if they were about to be contacted, they had a portkey to use. Neither understood what was happening, other then Severus had contacted the former potions teacher at the school, and Lucius had been speaking to Filius. The boys were scared, especially since they were not able to tell anyone where they were going, but they were told they just needed to do this. Harry questioned if they could be taken from school, Draco could for he was with his dad, but Harry was a different story. His mates reminded him they had custody of him that summer, besides now Sirius had received a full pardon from the ministry, and for now both he and Remus were living at Prince Manor, so no one could contest Harry being there with them.
Lucius and Severus had not wanted to worry the boys, but they had known they would have to leave the school eventually deep down, but they hoped not. As soon as they started to realize what Albus was doing, they knew Harry would be at risk as well as Draco, not to mention them. They risked being outed as veela to Voldemort which would make them a greater target to Voldemort but they had to take the risk for they could not let the boys be hurt. As long as Draco and Harry were at school they stood the risk of being a target to either children of Death Eaters, or to the headmaster and anyone on his pay role.
They had suspicions about some things and needed to speak to Sybil, but they knew there was too much risk going to her tower, in the heart of the school. They managed to get Filius to watch her class for her, and convinced her to meet them down near the gates.
Lucius looked at the woman. "Severus never heard the full prophecy about the Potters you gave the headmaster, we need to know the rest."
Sybil looked confused at them. "I have no idea what you are talking about. I have never given a prophecy about the Potters, other then mine to Harry."
Severus remembered that the woman had not said names, it could have been Neville as well, and he explained which one he was talking about. Surely she had to remember, something as big as the prophecy she had given which heralded the end of the war, was something one would remember. Besides it was the first and probably one of the only real ones the woman ever had, other then one about Voldemort rising again, that she had made to Harry the summer before.
Sybil paled. "I was surprised when it seemed to come true. I made it up, there was no prophecy, Albus had me come up with it. You're telling me he used it?"
Severus stared at the woman in shock and he nodded. "It was the reason Voldemort went after Harry and his parents that night. It was all a set up."
They had been trying to find a reason for this, they could not understand why the headmaster was doing all of this, and it made sense. Albus had wanted fame, he wanted to be the hero, and he must have set the Potters up, and even Sirius as well. Remus had voiced his suspicions after all this started, that Peter had been on the pay role of he headmaster, but they had not had any real proof, other then his suspicions. They had thought that Ron was the first student made to take the mark by Albus, he usually forced those who already had the mark to work for him to stay out of prison, but hey wondered if Peter had been it. Peter had always been over shadowed by the marauders, the same way that Ron had been over shadowed by his brothers and now Harry, and they had both been easy to control.
They knew that even Sybil was not enough proof to have Albus arrested, at least not yet, but they knew it would be a start. But they also realized Albus must know she could hurt him, and as soon as they left the school, Albus would go after anyone who might be able to hurt him,
Severus looked at Sybil. "You need to go some where safe Sybil. The headmaster as soon as he realized what we know, will come after you. You need to go away."
Sybil slowly nodded her head. "Filius always warned me the headmaster was a dangerous man. I will leave he school. You need me too testify, I am yours."
They had always known Filius had his suspicions about Albus, he had been helping to protect the students and not simply his own house, for years. They had considered telling the man to leave s well, they had actually suggested it, but were not surprised when the man had refused. Older then Albus even, Filius was past the age when he was scared of death any more, and he refused to leave the school if he could protect students. Sybil assured them her Aunt's home was under a Fidelius, and Albus had no idea, she was the only safe keeper, Cassandra having done it to keep people wanting their prophecies told, away, and left it to her niece.
The boys were anxiously waiting for them at the gates but they did not answer any questions until they got to the manor, where Remus and Sirius were waiting. All four were stunned into silence when they heard he news about Sybil, which was the final nail in the coffin of Albus in all of their minds now.
Harry was shaking badly. "He sent Voldemort after my parents, he helped to kill my parents? I can't believe this. I should never have been the boy who lived."
Lucius kissed him lightly. "With our powers you still have the power to defeat him, but no, you never should have been. Harry I am so sorry."
Sinking into Lucius' arms Harry cried, everything catching up with him, and slamming into him like speeding train it felt like to him. He had been orphaned, raised by relatives who no only beat but molested and later raped him, and it was all because of Albus. He had lost his childhood and innocence, he had faced dangers every year of school including that past summer, and still had a mad man after him because of a false prophecy. He didn't understand why he had been the one chosen though, his parents had been loyal to the headmaster, he didn't understand why he would have been the target.
Sirius answered for him. "Your mother was veela, but your Dad may have been the main reason. Since his death, Harry you are he last living heir of Gryffindor."
Harry looked at them stunned. "I thought Slytherin was the only heir left, I mean there were rumours his heirs killed off the others. How did I not know this?"
He was right about the rumours, and it seemed a female descendent of Godric was hidden from the world for her safety, and had married into the Perevelle family. Harry had heard the name that summer, it was where he got his cloak from, and it seemed the cloak had come from the Gryffindor family. It was why Harry had been able to pull the sword, it was not because of what house he was sorted into, it was because he was literally a true Gryffindor.
Severus tried to calm Harry when he was worried about the friends left at school. "They'll be safe as long as the headmaster knows they don't know about all of this."