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A/N: Due to the changes at ff.net this was dropped since it was N-17. So I decided to go back and change stuff! And yes this is HG/SS…

~ Chapter 1 ~

Harry sat at the table doing his charms essay but his mind was as far away from schoolwork as it could get. Everything had started when Harry had gone home last summer with the Dursleys after his fourth year at Hogwarts.

**FLASHBACK**

A movement on the floor startled Hedwig. She swooped to the floor and grasped an ugly rat in her talons. She started to screech, waking everyone up.

"Shut that stupid bird up!" roared Vernon storming into Harry's bedroom Petunia trailing behind in her nightdress. She screamed at the sight of the rat.

"Merlin!" shouted Harry noticing the silver colored paw. "Its Wormtail. How did he find me?" He grabbed the rat from his upset bird and she flew into the cage. "I have to go on a little trip," Harry told his aunt and uncle. He grabbed a quill and a bit of parchment. After scribbling a note to Ron with his free hand, attaching it to Hedwig, and sending her off he grabbed his wand and some clothes and put Pettigrew into a jar with a few holes in the lid. Once out on the street he signaled for the Knight Bus. Harry took it to the Ministry of Magic.

"May I help you?" asked the witch behind the desk. Harry was gasping for breath.

"I need to speak to the Minister of Magic, Albus Dumbledore, and whomever I should see about information on Sirius Black," he quickly told her.

"Sir, I can't get you Fudge or Dumbledore. It's the middle of the night and-," she said calmly.

"I don't care what time it is. See this scar?" he asked holding up his hair off his forehead. Hearing her gasp he continued. "It is important I see them right now." For once he was glad of his celebrity status. She went to a fireplace and called for the Minister then for Dumbledore. About ten minutes later Harry was sitting in a room with them and a few people he had no clue about.

"Now Mr. Potter, what is this all about?" asked Fudge. Harry set the jar on the table. Dumbledore's eyes widened at the sight of the rat. He had a pretty good idea of who it was.

"Believe it or not this rodent is Peter Pettigrew. He became an illegal animagus while he was in school." He saw disbelief and annoyance on their faces. Only his headmaster was grinning at him. "I would like you to force him to transform back and give him Veritessirum to hear his story about the day he betrayed my parents and faked his death." Dumbledore hit the intercom button in front of Fudge and asked for the potion.

"Now we can get the truth," he said to the rest opening the door and putting a full-body bind on the cowering rat. When the potion arrived, Dumbledore performed the spell to make Pettigrew transform. Magical ropes then went around him locking him to a chair. "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue," he commanded. Shaking, Peter did as he was told, he knew he was caught and there was nothing he could do. Dumbledore put three drops on his tongue. "Are you Peter Pettigrew?"

"Yes."

"Were you ever a follower of Voldemort? If yes, when?" asked one of the wizards.

"Yes. I joined him upon graduating from Hogwarts."

"Who was the secret-keeper of Lily and James Potter?" asked Fudge.

"I was. Sirius was scared so he convinced James to use me instead."

"Why did you tell Voldemort where my parents were?" Harry asked.

"He could give me everything I desired for that small price." Harry's anger flared and one could easily tell that he was about to explode.

"What happened the day Sirius Black was arrested for killing you?" asked Dumbledore, trying to keep the young wizard at bay.

"I cornered him on the street, cut off my finger, blasted those muggles behind me, and ran into the sewers as a rat."

"As you can see, Minister, my godfather is innocent. He never killed anyone, nor did he betray my parents," said Harry.

"Yes I can see that clearly now. The only thing left is what to do with him," he said gesturing at Pettigrew.

"I think it would be fair to let Sirius decide," said Harry reasonably. "He already served his time for it."

"I can't authorize that. It's against the law," said Fudge.

"Then he comes with me," replied Harry. Dumbledore released the ropes and transformed him back to a rat. Harry shoved him back into the jar. "I expect a public statement to go out saying you made a mistake and the real killer was caught. My godfather should be compensated for the time he was in Azkaban and on the run. Also, I am to be allowed to live with him from now on and anything else he decides." Harry and Dumbledore went back to Hogwarts to owl Sirius and Pettigrew was left at the castle with him while Harry went back to the Dursleys.

**END FLASHBACK**

Harry had just spent a wonderful summer with Sirius and Remus. They had traveled all over England at the Ministry's expense. Now it was time to go back to Hogwarts for his 6th year. The Wolfesbane potion had been adapted to last six months at a time, by the school's potions master himself, so Remus could be reinstated as the DADA teacher.

After a surprise attack just before Halloween, Durmstrang was overtaken by Voldemort. The students, who weren't on there way to becoming Death Eaters, were divided up between Bauxdebatons and Hogwarts. Snape was moodier than ever. He was being stretched too thin between teaching more classes, his Head of Slytherin duties, and spying on Voldemort. He worried constantly the Dark Lord knew his betrayal.

Lord Voldemort was starting to question Severus Snape's loyalties. He needed a test and something fast.

'Maybe a killing? No that wouldn't do. It's too simple…a rape? It would have to be someone he knows to be effective. A student would probably be best. Someone he'll see everyday to remind him of it.'

The wheels started turning in his head.

'I'll leave a port key in the girl's bathroom at Hogwarts and when the unsuspecting girl gets delivered here I'll summon Snape and forces him to have sex with her, unprotected. Of course any diseases would just be extra fun for him.'

Voldemort had the port key placed in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom and waited for his 'honored' guest.

The next night Hermione stopped to visit Myrtle before going up to Gryffindor Tower. As she touched the door to the stall, she felt herself being pulled by an invisible cord somewhere around her belly button. Hermione closed her eyes and prayed that she wasn't being led to her death. She hit the ground with a thud.

"Welcome young one," said Voldemort.

Severus Snape was sitting in his office correcting sixth year essays.

'No it's only two snake fangs, Longbottom, not four, you idiot.'

He dipped his quill into a bottle of red ink and proceeded to cover the page in his scratchy handwriting.

TBC

A/N: Hee hee hee…I'm back again after some major re-editing. I hope to have this be even better than the first two times I posted it. I'd really like it if you'd tell me what you think!