(Nothing really changed mostly fixing spelling errors I had missed, and spacing out the song)
It took a moment to remember that George had given me Draco's letter, moving to my bed I carefully open it, what I read startled me,
Dear Hadrian,
I'll be honest there's so much I wanted to say but for the life of me I couldn't think of how to start, George though, says I should just write without thinking, he says you prefer honestly rather than half-truths and twisted words so here I go.
First thing first, you insulting the headmaster in your WILL was the most brilliant thing I have ever seen! It was absolutely chaos! I can honestly say I don't think I've ever laughed so much and so hard till that day, it was bloody brilliant definitely memory worthy not only that but mother looked like she wanted to curse or kill the headmaster! Father had to hold mother back, I'll have to show you when you get out, father is going to put in word that Dumbledore faked your trial, and hopefully they will get their heads out of their arses and do something for once.
On a better note, that favor you asked, it's been done, I made absolutely sure none of them can get back in, I even added non active members too, Kreachers was extremely happy that they were gone, also... thank you.. thank you for well protecting the Black family name, and I wish to apologize for being such a prat, I hope we can start over and be friends, and I also want you to know, while I don't know everything, I put two and two together, George was rather tight lipped about anything you two talked about, I didn't ask, nor do I want to know, I just want to tell you that no matter what happens, we are on your side.
Sincerely,
Draco Malfoy
A slow but dark smile appeared, followed by a mad crackling. Whispered hiss; "Ready or not here I come"
*Time skip*
Unfortunately a week went by but no luck, Dumbledore despite not having much power these days was able to push back the trial.
The ministry having to have an emergency Wizengamot meeting, the absolute chaos that was going on made many of them twitch in anger and annoyance... well besides one, Lucius Malfoy who's mask was firmly in place, but in the inside was howling with laughter, having to tighten his occlumency shields more than once already
Finally once everyone was seated the process began Kingsley Shacklebolt calling order, slamming the wooden gavel, standing up and stating
"An emergency Wizengamot meeting has been issued for several reason-
• The true or false of the imprisonment of one Hadrian James Potter
• Ms. Rita skeeter interview/ challenge
• 200 witch and wizards threatening to expose magic to the muggles
• The demands of charging Albus Dumbledore for several reasons...
And finally...
What in the world is going on?!
"Madam Bones, if you would be so kind to start"
Clearing her throat she stand up "it has come to my attention that one, Hadrian James Potter has been locked in Azkaban without a trial, clasping her hands for three weeks I have had several different people come, asking for the paperwork of Mr. Potters trial.
Asking why we the Wizengamot would put the hero of the wizardly world in Azkaban of all places. Imagine my surprise when my team and I couldn't find anything, several anonymous sources came in stating that Albus Dumbledore was the reason, it wasn't until Ms. Skeeter interview came out, that the complete truth was revealed-
A hardcover Dumbledore supporter abruptly stands shouting "it's a lie! That woman is notorious for sprouting lies and twisting the truth!"
A thundering "enough!" Rang out, followed by "Sit down or you will be forcefully removed!"
Lucius had to hide his smirk, after all him, Severus, Draco and George were the ones who sent the letters to Madame bones... several times...
**Flashback**
Lucius Malfoy was on a mission, after fire calling Severus to come to the manor, informing him the absolute emergency, but not saying exactly what, he was stalking though the halls, to locate George and his son, finding them in the library, reading one of the many tombs, his son reading from a tomb he recognizes, George though was reading one that he's never seen before, that alone makes him curious.
While the wizengamot is taking place~
So, George starts "how do you feel about permanently changing the old costs beard into let's say...venomous snakes?"
Smirking in glee "now you're talking, let me see what the family library has"
Heading to the middle Draco states in a clear voice "I am looking for all the darker tombs that have permanens transmutatio corporis spell"
Several tombs make their way over landing in front of them, searching through them, they found two potential candidates, all the others can be reversed from either a potion or a highly advanced counter spell, which would be the opposite of what they want, both groaning in annoyance.
It was silent for a few moments then George all but shouts 'I'm a bloody idiot!'
What?
I can't believe I forgot about that spell!
Huffing 'what are you going on about?'
"Huh? Oh! Well you see my twin and I did some snooping in the black family library... and we came across a rather interesting spell, it was something we were going to put into a few of our... less than legal inventions."
"Oh? Do tell."
Smirking I have a better idea.
Kreacher!
A pop kreacher appeared
Taking a note from Hades, George says happily "kreacher! My favorite beloved house elf!"
(Missing the odd look Draco gave him at the greeting)
Snorting kreacher replies 'what can kreacher do for twinsie?'
Still smiling happily "kreacher I need a wee bit of a favor?"
Cooking his head and asks "hmm... kreacher can give twinsie favor"
Yes! Okay so there's a tomb in the black family library, it's on dark Japanese curses... I was wondering if I could possibly borrow it. Please?
Frowning for a moment kreacher says 'why does twinsie want dark Japanese curse tomb?' Eyes narrowing, did some bad light people insult twinsie? This is an outrage! Kreacher will make bad light people's heads explode!
Forgetting about pure blood manners Draco's mouth dropped open stunned at the fuming house elf, who kept ranting about nasty light people, filthy mudblood and blood traitors.
Giggling like mad, George finally says 'Kreacher please, while I wouldn't mind you doing so, I believe Hadrian will want to take revenge himself, and besides the reason I need to borrow the book is because Draco and me are going to try and change the old coots beard into snakes... venomous snakes to be exact.
Blinking, Kreacher will bring dark Japanese curse tomb to twinsie and heir Black, popping away a dark black tomb appeared in front of George, squirming in glee he eagerly but carefully opens it
Curiosity getting the better of him Draco looks and smirks, while asking which curse was it? The one you were talking about earlier?
Ishi no noroi ni settei
Smirking they got to work on how to not only cast them, but how to make it non traceable.
~the present~
Smiling at how comfortable the two of them are around each other, not wanting to scare them he softly calls "Draco, George" only half successful the two of them slightly jump
"Father!" "Lucius"
"Evening boys, what are you reading?" A bit of curiosity seeping into his tone
Grinning his son says happily "we are reading about a curse, that permanently changes a body part... we were thinking of casting it on Dumbledore's beard to make it look like snakes"
Oh? Which curse?
Smirking George says in an innocent tone he didn't believe for a second "permanens transmutatio corporis" then "Ishi no noroi ni settei"
...that's... on the darker spectrum... least the first one is, baffled he asks them "and the second one?"
The dark grins he received made him think perhaps it's best if he didn't know.
Nonchalantly George says "it's a Japanese curse, came across it when... Fred and I were looking to expand our knowledge on spells, pausing for a moment to gather his thoughts he continues "you wouldn't believe how vicious their spells can be"
Stepping in Severus asks "whose spells can be vicious?"
Jumping Draco pipes up dismissively waving his hand "Japanese spells"
Eyeing them he states "do I even want to know?"
Maybe, maybe not
"Lucius you said there was an emergency?" Severus states
"Ah, yes, motioning him to sit, smirking he tells them 'Severus...George…my son how do feel about ruffling the Ministry's feathers so to speak?"
Smirking Severus asks "how would we accomplish that?"
Simple, we will write anonymous letters to Madame Bones, questioning about Hadrian's lack of trial…how odd it is that there's no proof, how we, concerned citizens are questioning whether we are even safe, how Dumbledore seems to think he's above the law"
"Hmm... so in the words, make them question and second guess themselves and forcing them to see how they allowed this to happen? George inquires
"Yes" Lucius replies
Eyeing him, "that's a rather Slytherin trait" Severus tells him
Mock gasping "I have no idea where you got that ridiculous idea, don't you know, according to the sorting hat I'm 100% Gryffindor"
Snorting lightly before drawling the first word "right... and I'm 90% a Hufflepuff" Draco snark good naturally
Smiling sweetly, "well you do strut around like a peacock"
Sputtering "I do no-" wait a bloody minute hades told you to say that didn't he?!"
"Nope" popping the 'P' but continues
"Simply something I've observed since being here"
"Boys, shall we start?"
Grinning sheepishly "yes father" "of course"
The four of them spent the next hour and a half writing letters, house elves popping in with food and drinks. Narcissa dropped by to see what everyone was doing a brief but informative conversation, she agrees and wishes them luck, Telling Lucius she will be out and about scoping out some of the gossip.
Reminding George about what Hadrian had asked, asking Narcissa for a moment of privacy casting some privacy charms and quietly tells her what Hadrian needs, Information on those who betrayed him, where they are, and if possible their habit and anything useful.
Curious and a bit of hesitancy Narcissa asked "He's going to kill them… isn't he?"
"Yes, he is" George confirms
"I see, not that I don't blame him, especially after such a betrayal"
"Yes, if they had just left him alone, well this wouldn't be happening, also I have the descriptions of some of the order members, names of others. Could you look out for them?"
"Chuckling of course, I shall see you all soon" Narcissa says with a smile
A brief conversation they decided it would be best using a spell to make the handwriting all the same; after all they didn't need someone connecting the dots on who wrote what.
Laughing in glee George tells them "I so want the memory of the meeting! I bet it's going to be bloody brilliant"
"Indeed"
*End of flashback*
...was revealed my team and I went through around a thousand pieces of parchment, (not missing the horrified flinches from everyone, after all paperwork is everyone's enemy and worst nightmare) and we finally found what we were looking for, while this piece stated there was one... (Noticing she was about to interrupted again quickly says)
However the so-called witnesses are random people who had no idea that they were put as said witness, I took the liberty of contacting each and every single one of them.
Every single one where enraged that their names were put on something they had absolutely no knowledge about, so my fellow witch and wizards... how is it that we the Wizengamot did not see that Albus Dumbledore framed the hero of the wizardly world.
Absolute silence was met, no one said a word.
Hmpt. That's what I thought, now since I have your complete attention, Ms. Skeeter published the article in truth serum, and made an unbreakable vow, to Mr. Potter to publish his side of the story, and before any of you can complain (shooting a threatening glare in a certain groups direction) several unspeakables confirmed that what Ms. Skeeter wrote is the truth.
A wizard in the crowd sputtered "but…but Madame Bones why Ms. Skeeter dem-"
Lucius having enough promptly stands and states, "may I say something?"
Nodding "Lord Malfoy you are granted to speak"
Nodding, he clears his throat "On the subject of Ms. Skeeter clearly in her article she has stated and I quote:
"I demand a trial! I also demand Albus Dumbledore be charged with false imprisonment, child endangerment, register as a sex offender, and all his titles be stripped! Including being the headmaster of Hogwarts!
I demand it for Mr. Potter, because I Rita skeeter will be his voice!"
Clearly he says with a drawl "there should be no debate, Dumbledore has shown how much he is willing to put all those he 'cares' for in dangerous situations, after all Mr. Potter has suffered enough, defeating The Dark Lord, now he spends three almost four years in Azkaban, for what? Because Dumbledore thinks he is above the law, imprisoning Mr. Potter... exactly for what reason?"
Murmurs of agreement flew across the room, those on Dumbledore's side was still in deep denial, despite it being said everything Rita Skeeter wrote was in truth serum and her unbreakable vow.
"Then let's vote, all in favor, of the following- a trial for Mr. Potter in the next week"
[I had to look it up... says there's 50...51 counting the minister]
45 ayes and 5 nays
"Next on the list Albus Dumbledore being charged with-false imprisonment, child endangerment, and register as a sex offender
(40 aye, 10 nays)
Along with several of them stating that the esteem headmaster is not a sex offender, which was counter acted when another member stated that Mr. Potter clearly stated and asked not to be called "my boy" more than once.
*Somewhere in Bulgarian- the Krum manor*
(Did you know that Europe has a Western time zone and Bulgarian has an Eastern European time zone?) Since it doesn't say what Viktor's parents' names are I am giving them names, why? Because I can.
Where ever it was chaos was happening, Viktor Krum just got the Daily profit, uncontrollable laughter spilling from his lips, his mother who was on her way picked up her pace to see what her son was laughing about, she was of course concerned for her son considering what had happened the last time the daily profit had arrived.
Seeing her son on the floor holding his sides laughing like it was going out of style, curiosity taking root she asks 'Viktor my son what are you laughing about?'
Not being able to get up he simply points at the paper on the dining room table, shaking her head in amusement, taking a look, for a moment the words not didn't register but when it did, a unladylike snort escaped, taking the paper she read through it, she was horrified, mad, and amused all at the same time by the time she was done Viktor had finally calmed down.
Still snickering, he tells his mom that he is going to send a letter to George, before he could leave his mom was insisting he eat first then he can, agreeing they made small talk as soon as he was done; he dashed to his rooms writing the letter he wanted to send.
A mere 2 hours later he hears his mom shout something about a letter, startled he quickly gets up and shouts "DONT TOUCH IT!" DONT TOUCH IT!
Rushing down the stairs he quickly makes his way to his mom, drawing his wand; he asks 'whose is it from?'
"Oh it's from a granger?"
"Mom do not touch it, I need to check something." Viktor says with a low voice
"What do you need to check? Is something wrong?" his mom asks
"Might be, it's just something George said" with quick movements he cast every revealing spell he knew, including ones on the darker scale
A sheet of parchment appeared, looking it over he swore loudly
Viktor!
M'sorry mom, look at this.
Handing his mom the parchment, she gaps at the mere nerve.
-Compulsion spells to write back
-Loyalty potion (Soaked in parchment)
-Mild confession spell [Don't know if that's even a spell… Oh well.]
-Love Potion (Keyed to Hermione Granger)
As well as several others to name a few.
All keyed to Hermione Granger and Albus Dumbledore [No longer active- Due to wards]
Tazi kuchka! His mom suddenly exclaims.
Sputtering in shock "MOM!" Viktor shouts in surprise.
Huffing in irritation she starts to say "Viktor its-"
A deep voice interrupts "Tanya, my love it is unusual you use such language.
"Father!" Viktor says startled
"Branimir, my love I believe I have every right to use such 'language' some bimbo bint tried to spell our son! The nerve, look at this! Out of all the audacity!
Handing her husband the parchment, there was nothing but complete silence, Viktor watched his father's eyebrow twitch, then a booming roar of "WHAT!" rang out.
Pissed beyond anything, Branimir gives his son a withering look and states flatly "I am reinforcing the wards, things like this will not ever be allowed in, the mudblood letters are not going to be allowed in, and do I make myself clear?"
Swallowing Viktor nods
"Good" swiftly turning Branimir stomps away muttering under his breath.
*TIME SKIPS*
Next week seem to go by quick; or extremely slow for some, the ever loyal George made his way to Azkaban, greeting the guards like usual, the "inmate 665 you have a visitor"
Sitting down George looks at hades and states "Anything interesting happen?"
Snorting I say "no, not really besides perhaps getting more showers… late night talks with the others being cuddled by the Dementors planning what we will do when the ministry actually show up, the others singing the muggle song I taught them, several times most likely to memorize the words, it was actually kind of funny that the former death eaters singing a muggle song, all of them singing different lines…but that's about it"
Snorting a laugh and calls out "You guys really sang a muggle song?"
"Hell yeah, we did…or are whichever comes first." Rabastan says
"Don't forget there's not much else to do" Rodolphus comments with a snort
"Ah well. I brought some gifts" George says with a grin
Instantly perking up, I shout "George brought gifts!"
"What kind of gifts? My oh so faithful servant"
Giving Hadrian a dark smirk, I say nonchalantly "Oh you know, some of the best chocolate, information I got, you know stuff, oh Viktor sent me a letter, by the way I was right, Viktor sent me a letter, it was covered in spells"
Hold on, I'll explain in a minute, going to each cell and giving them the chocolate, the sudden outcry of surprise, made George laugh in glee."
Shouts of "what the bloody hell?"
"You wanker!"
"What the hell is in these?"
(More shouts of disbelief)
Cocking a brow at George, I ask "what in world did you do to those?"
"Oh you know, just some harmless pranks, figured I would brighten the place up with a few laughs"
Peering out, I laugh seeing several of them with antlers, giant bunny ears, and one even had a lion's mane, a duck bill, horns, bird wings, different kinds of tails, some of them looked pretty ridiculous most likely from eating several of them.
-Time Skips-
It was the day I was waiting for, how do I know? Simple the Dementors, they told me that the ministry is coming soon... very soon.
Smirking in glee, I think of all the possibilities, all the details down to the very end, who's going to be dying first, how bloody I want it to be, how much I want them to scream and-
"Oi Hadrian?" Rabastan shouts
Blinking I call back 'yeah?'
There was a moment of silence before Rabastan says "what are you thinking about? I can practically feel the evil from here"
Laughing, "Oh, you know the usual, which is going to die first, how bloody I should make it, deciding whether I want to skin em alive and leave their corpse out, or make them bleed slowly and laugh while they die slowly, the usual."
"That's a bit creepy, but given what those bastards tried to do... what about breaking bones?" Rodolphus asked/said
"Hmm...That could work, oh! How bouts I make them disappear and make them crawl after me like a good little pet!"
Starting with the toad of a woman umbitch, I hissed in anger.
"Didn't the centaurs get her?" Antonio asked
Blinking I give a semi soft hmm "yes, however I think she managed to escape... I'll have to ask"
Two Dementors came in one automatically cuddling up to me; I look at the other asking "can you get me something to write on? I need to send a message to George"
Screeching, the one disappeared and brought back what I asked
Smiling I give a thanks, quickly writing a short note I hand it over while saying I need you to deliver this to George, don't let anyone see you"
"So, what did Umbridge do to royalty piss you off?" Avery asks curiously
Snorting, "Where should I begin?" I say
"The beginning?" Nott says
"Well for one, that bitch didn't teach us shit for one, and the other, her detentions involved blood quills." I stated flatly
"BLOOD QUILLS!?"
"Oh yes, and guess who her favorite victim was?" I spat
However when the toad started going after the little first years it became personal, I did everything I could think of to make sure they wouldn't have to go through that, I have the scar to prove it, the words;
"I will not tell lies"
"Don't worry though I will make sure she pays"
Malfoy manor
"Bloody hell why is it so damn cold?" Draco complains
Draco language! His mother scolded him
"But mother-"
That moment Draco turned and let out a high pitched yell of terror.
Wands were quickly summoned pointing at the window; Severus quickly starts to say 'EXPECTO-'
"WAIT!" George yells quickly making his way over to the window
Sputtering in horror Severus says 'are you crazy?! That's a Dementor!"
"I bloody know what a Dementors looks like, thank you very much" George snarks back.
Why in merlin is it here? And why hasn't it tried to kiss you?"
Snorting in amusement before waving his hand in a dismissal wave "because Hades would be extremely upset, and besides they know I'm off limits"
Turning George gives a grin and says "you're not supposed to leave Azkaban"
The Dementors made a screeching noise and waved its arms around
Frowning, I sigh and tell it "you know I can't understand you"
Making another noise, it reached into its tattered cloak pulling out a folded piece of parchment, blinking George takes it and reads it, and busted out laughing.
"Bloody hell George what is so funny and how in merlin can you stand so close?" Draco asks with a weary look
"Off limits... and I suppose I've gotten use to the cold and besides I wasn't going to stop visiting because it got a bit cold" I end with a sniff
And besides Lucius I have a question?"
Giving the still hovering Dementors a glance but says yes?
"Is that Umbridge bitch still around by chance?"
"Dolores Umbridge former senior undersecretary?" Lucius questioned
"Do I even want to know why Hadrian wants to know?" Severus asked
(Draco and Narcissa nodding in agreement)
"Probably not, but?"
Coughing Lucius nods "from what I heard she was charged with several things, stripped of her position in the ministry and is now on house arrest"
Writing what he was told on a new piece of parchment, signing it with "lots of loves from your fateful servant"
Throwing a thanks over his shoulder bouncing over to the Dementors with a grin handing the folded parchment to it and says "this is the answer to hades question, will you please give it to him? Also I'm sure he already told you but its best if you don't let anyone see you ok?"
Letting out a softer screech taking it and disappears
"I'm going to have bloody nightmares after this... I just know it" Draco grumbles
"Will you mind explaining exactly what that was?" Narcissa asked/demanded
The thought of Dementors being able get through their wards was a startling thing.
Scratching the back of his neck George simply says "well... the Dementors are loyal to hades; they know I'm off limits.
"That does... wait you said loyal as in?"
"Long story" George cuts in, ending the conversation.
Azkaban prison- ministry arriving.
I knew the moment they arrived, the Dementors making loud irrigated noises, while yes they want me to leave and get revenge however they would 'miss' me so to speak.
Putting my plan in action I spent an entire week singing the same song over and over, sometimes singing it loud enough it echoed across the prison, other times just loud enough for the guards to hear, after all I had to keep up the image, sometimes adding random lines that makes no sense whatsoever. Quite frankly the guards had seriously started to believe I was a goner, the former death eaters thought it was funny, perhaps a bit disturbing but never the less amusing.
Especially since they were in on the plan, knowing what to do and what to say.
-Mini skip-
Several Auror, appeared on the island of Azkaban, coming to retrieve Mr. Potter, walking in the first several things they noticed was the office was a bit warmer than outside, the other thing they noticed was the sound of something on the other side of the door that leads to the prison ignoring that for a moment they greet the guards, informing them they are here to retrieve Mr. Potter, one guard looked a bit relieved the others... not so much.
Said guard who was always the one to visit/had any interaction with him, told the guards to follow him, opening the door the sound increased and they realized it was singing, one Auror asked what in the world has been going on?
Grimacing he replied that for the last week inmate 665 has been singing the same song over and over again, which is more or less irritating the other inmates.
As they got closer the singing, the other inmates where surprisingly quiet, giving the guard a look, he replies 'they gave up after 3 days when they realized he wasn't going to stop, every time one of them would shout at inmate 665, he would either sing louder or start the song over"
Said guard walked over and says loudly "Inmate 665 you have visitors"
It went dead silence but it was broken by several yells of 'finally!' Followed by 'about bloody time!'
Moving forward the Auror took a good look at their once savior and flinched back in horror.
Hadrian James Potter was sitting in the middle of his cell, long black hair filthy, matted, arms wrapped around his legs, rocking back and forth while staring unseeing at the ceiling of his cell.
Swallowing the one Auror says with hesitation "Mr. Potter...?"
Nothing but silence, then to their surprise and then horror he opens his mouth and what comes out will haunt them.
I sang loudly without a care in the world, mentally snickering and so for just shits and giggles I took a deep breath and started singing again. That seemed to snap them out of whatever daze they were in pretending to be loopy wasn't as hard as people would think, hell Luna Lovegood did it.
I was practically dragged to the court room all the while softy singing the song I've been singing for a week straight, swaying to side to side, the grunts from the two Auror amuse me when I nearly caused them both to trip it seemed to take forever to get there, once I was in I was forcible sat down in the middle of the court room slumping down with my head titled down.
Looking up through my long hair I mentally grin at all their stunned expression, I'll admit I was in a bit of awe once I took a glance around, I could see George...my George, Viktor, Malfoy, and Oh! My favorite reporter Rita Skeeter what surprised the most however was Snape, his usual blank expression was gone, his eyes were wide and mouth slightly dropped open in shock.
My musing was interrupted when a voice calls for attention. This is the trial of Hadrian James Potter.
Now then, are you Hadrian James Potter?
Slumping even more I replied a slow yes, though it was a bit raspy do to not having any water. I wasn't aware it barely was heard.
Another voice, comments 'if I may? I believe it would be wise to let Mr. Potter something to drink, after all I am sitting in the front row and I barely heard him"
A very well, was said; followed by 'Auror a simple Aguamenti spell will do"
Asked to look up I carefully make sure I look completely broken, not missing the horrified looks and sounds they all made, and the sound of a quick quill writing.
Blinking up at the Aurors, asking me to open my mouth I did so after a few seconds of hesitation, the sudden sensation of ice cold water made me sigh in relief, wasn't sure how long it was but I could hear the comments about how I 'looked better already'
The sudden need to snarl at all them was extremely strong, but I held back, reminding myself later.
"Mr. Potter, the use of Veritaserum will be administered"
Not even bothering to comment, the same Auror put a single drop and the rest was history. Dumbledore who tried several times to interrupt was met with vicious glares, one even commenting that Dumbledore shouldn't even be here to begin with, however the vote was clear.
"Mr. Potter, you will receive 1 million gallons for every year you were wrongfully put in Azkaban for, is there anything you would like to say?"
Still under the influence of the Veritaserum I sat forward nearly toppling off the chair I opened my mouth a promptly sang loudly, swaying as I sang.
(A/N: This is a mixture of several songs, some are made by women but it short of went with it, obviously it's not really going to make much sense but that is the point)
I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
Now here we are
So close yet so far
Haven't I passed the test?
When will you realize
Baby, I'm not like the rest
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
The cycle repeated
As explosions broke in the sky
All that I needed
Was the one thing I couldn't find
I've become so numb
I can't feel you there
Become so tired
So much more aware
You told me yes, you held me high
And I believed when you told that lie
I played soldier, you played king
And struck me down when I kissed that ring
I'm becoming this
All I want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you
But even if the stars and moon collide
I never want you back into my life
You can take your words and all your lies
Oh, oh, oh, I really don't care
Can't you see that you're smothering me
Holding too tightly, afraid to lose control?
'Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you
I wanna see you choke on your lies
Swallow up your greed
Suffer all alone in your misery
Choke on your lies
Swallow up your greed
Suffer all alone in your misery
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
And every second I waste is more than I can take
Before you even say it I know
You let your pride and your ego
Talk slick to me no
That is not the way I get down
And look at how you lose your composure
Now let me show ya exactly how the breaking point sound
I've become so numb
I can't feel you there
Become so tired
So much more aware
What is it you want me to tell ya?
I'm not the failure
I would rather live and let be
But you can't make the right kinda threat to
Push me to let you
No, you can't intimidate me
You disrespect me so clearly
Now you better hear me
That is not the way it goes down
You did it to yourself and it's over
Now let me show ya exactly how the breaking point sounds
I'm becoming this
All I want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you
These wounds won't seem to heal; this pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
And I know
I may end up failing too
But I know
You were just like me with someone disappointed in you
You used to captivate me by your resonating light
Now, I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me
I've become so numb
I can't feel you there
Become so tired
So much more aware
Yeah, my life is what I'm fighting for
Can't part the sea, can't reach the shore
And my voice becomes the driving force
I won't let this pull me overboard
I'm becoming this
All I want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you
God, keep my head above water
I lose my breath at the bottom
Come rescue me, I'll be waiting
I'm too young to fall asleep
I've become so numb
I can't feel you there
(I'm tired of being what you want me to be)
I've become so numb
I can't feel you there
(I'm tired of being what you want me to be)
You did it to yourself
You did it to yourself
You did it to yourself
You did it to yourself
By time I was done there was nothing but silence, no one said a word, the few allies I have were staring at me wide eyed, remembering what George said, I was different from when I went in. The other members of the trial were in stages of disbelief, horror, and many more.
Swaying dangerously off the chair I hit the floor with a resounding thump, the Auror quickly moved and hauled me back into the chair the antidote being given to me, the realization that I wasn't given the antidote beforehand seemed to make the situation much worse, so no matter what they think, the fact I sang that under Veritaserum.
It took a few minutes to blink the affects away, I was asked if I was alright, I simply nodded and rasped water, giving me water I felt better, take a look around I became aware of how every single one was staring at me with mixture expressions at my confused expression, many looked away.
It was a bit of blur afterwards, Ma'am Bones telling them to remove my collar and cuffs that were suppressing my magic, the instant relief I felt was amazing the next thing was being given my wand back, at my surprised expression, she explained that instead of snapping it, it was put on display, I was a bit curious when I was handed a very familiar wand, a bone white one to be exact, cocking a brow, she fidgets for a moment and says "the dark lords wand refused to leave yours… every time we tried it would shriek and shoot stunning spells, many of the Aurors were on the receiving end and have taken to avoiding it."
Gaping in surprise, but turned to a snort when I realized voldy's wand was suffering from abandonment issues." Shaking my head in amusement I place it with my wand and sigh at the familiar sensation.
The next thing I know I am being bowled over by a very happy George, who wrapped his arms around me and soft sobs escaped hugging me like I was going to disappear again, looking over his shoulder I see Viktor who was smiling lightly, Mr. Malfoy, and Snape pulling away I give a barely there smile to George, Viktor coming up and giving me a half short of hug for a few seconds and whispered "I'm happy you're out" whispering back "I am too"
Looking at the other two Lucius expression was neutral, but I could see the relief in his eyes, Snape though expression looked pinched, like he couldn't decide what he should be showing.
I was un able to say anything when I was informed that I would be heading to St. Mungo's to be given a full checkup, scowling I was in the process in straight out refusing but George said he would take me, giving him a deadpan expression, grumbling but agreed.
It seemed however that lady luck was being practically mean right now, because guess who decided to show his ugly face, that's right Albus Dumbledore.
"Harry! My boy, how are you?" Dumbledore says cheerily
Withholding the strong urge to snarl, I spat loudly "Pedophile, that's Mr. Potter to you"
Lucius and Severus made choking noises, George down right giggled (not noticing that several people tripped at my response) the blasted twinkling disappeared for a second but came back full blast.
"Now there's no reason to use such language, my boy I was simply-"Albus started but was cut off by Rita Skeeter
"Dumbledore, you have been warned several times already, now shoo" (Making a shooing motion with her hand, missing the dark glare he sent her)
Turning back she smiles and says happily "Mr. P-"cutting her off I say charmly "please, call me Hadrian" smiling Rita replies 'of course, if I may; I was wondering that song you sang?"
Blinking "I sang a song? Oh, that song, well…as you know there really isn't much else to do, and (shrugging my shoulders) one day just randomly started singing"
"It was quite the song; may I have your permission to put it in the daily profit?" Rita asked/requested
About to answer but guess who interrupted. "I don't believe you should put anything like that in the paper, my dear its-"
"I was not asking you, nor is it any of your bloody business, and I told you to shoo or so help me you will not like the consequences"
Mentally smirking I tell her she's more than welcome to; George who wanted to get out of the ministry kindly excused us, saying that he needed to take me to St. Mungo's, understanding and agreeing. George, myself, Lucius, Severus and Viktor who insisted on coming we quickly made out mad escape out of the ministry.
-Time skip-
After a tiring and very annoying trip, the three of us (George, Viktor, me) we went to a place I have never seen before, a look a wonder was clear as day, George said he bought it not long after he found out what his 'so-called family' did, and not only that but a certain house elf was adamant that he would help and no matter how many times I said I could handle it, he would give me the stare down, finally I gave up and let him do what he wanted, he tells us sheepishly
Snorting I let out a laugh and said "well…he is a Black family house else, did you expect less?"
Turning to Viktor who was looking around in curiosity I tell him "Thank you, thank you for coming all the way here… and being one of the few allies I have left."
"Of course I would have came, I informed my parents what was going on and that I would be going to that trial no matter what, they agreed and here I am" Viktor says
Smiling I went to move to the couch but George intercepted me and demanded I go and get washed up because "Bloody hell mate, no offence but you reek something foul"
Snorting a laugh, I agree only because he was right, then I remembered I don't have any clothes to change into, telling them so, George disappears and comes back with some, saying that Narcissa went and got him some, and no I have no idea how she knew what size to get."
It took a good two full hours to get completely clean, despite how much time it took it felt good to be clean again, stepping out I took a look at myself in the mirror and blinked, sure I haven't seen my own reflection in years but still, I looked much different than I did before.
My hair was still the same black color, the length going all the way down to waist, the scars I had before and after Azkaban seem to stand out on my pale skin, that god-forsaken lightning bolt scar that was the bane of my existence was gone too, especially since I no longer did I wear my glasses my eyes seem to be an exact replica of the killing curse, they seem to glow with unstained power, another thing I did notice to my absolute glee I was no longer so damn short, If I had to guess I was at least nearly 6' 1 my body was thin, lanky more like, the muscle I managed to gain was a big plus in my book, that and the rich food plus the nutrition potions Kreacher would bring helped a lot, even though it might of put up a red flag, a little lie here and there made them drop the matter, not to mention a few obliviate, after all I didn't need them sniffing around and telling the wrong people.
Getting dressed in the new and very clean clothes, I made my way out and exclaimed a loud "ta-da!"
Both giving wolf whistles we all laughed, calming down I call Kreachers, it was full of happy words, many tears and (threats from Kreachers to my enemies) finally I say "Kreachers I would like you to continue to deliver food/ nutrition potions to the others, my gut tells me something is going to happen"
"Kreacher will do what master says"
And here we go; I hope this chapter is good, it is over 7,000 words. The goal is to make them as long as I can, hope you like it.
[Names of spells/what they do]
permanens transmutatio corporis = permanent body transformation
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•Japanese.
Ishi no noroi ni settei = set in stone curse
I forgot to add this...
Tazi kuchka- That Bitch in Bulgarian