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Ch. 9

I knew I was in my mind wandering around with absolutely no attachment to my body right now nor what could be happening around me. Just wandering in an ever-changing landscape such as a muggle changing channels on the tele. I couldn't remember if I was able to tell Severus what I had saw or what happened but even still how could I explain it?

We all saw Sirius fall through the veil after Bellatrix hit him with the Killing Curse and yet, he shows up outside of the Dursleys? How does any of that add up to him being alive? Reality, I thought, is that maybe someone was Polyjuiced as him or glamored as such. Yet, the ever-growing ache centered right by my heart is hoping and praying that it is him.

I watch as my mindscape starts to crumble from huge buildings falling to the grass turning brown before the blackness over took me once again. "Harry! Wake up!" someone yelled sounding far away as I slowly come back to my senses. "That's it just open, your eyes now."

Not really wanting to, I thought as my eyes opened to the adjusted scenery featuring a cozy living room area. Glancing to the side I see Severus with his hair out of place, white knuckled, and worry streaming into his black pools. "I'm okay," I say finally but come out more like a hacking cough.

"Yes, I can see that Mr. Potter," Severus mutters handing me a glass of water intently watching as I drown the whole thing in one big gulp. "Now, what happened when the memory came through?"

"I didn't tell you?"

"No Mr. Potter, otherwise, I wouldn't be asking, now would I?" he raises an eyebrow at me.

True, I guess, trying to wrap my brain around this explanation, where to begin? "I think if it was best if Draco and Dudley were here for this too."

Severus looks up and down at me, pinching the bridge of his nose slightly. He stared directly into my eyes and held them. He nodded his head at a mere tilt before calling for a house-elf to go and get the other two.

The minutes ticked by with me shifting every so long. This somehow was one of my fantasies but nor the prolog was wrong and now just felt awkward. I bet Severus feels the exact same way in this instance, as he glances at me again from the corner of his eye.

"Are you okay Harry?" Dudley and Draco yelled as they entered the room not even seeing Severus. I glanced at them before breaking out in laughter. Chancing a glance at Severus, his lips were twitching trying to withhold his own amusement to the scene I assume. Draco had a half buttoned short on with some sweats that seemed to be barely hanging onto his hips while his hair seemed to be defying gravity. Dudley on the other hand, looked pristine except for the fact his cheeks are tomato red and his lips seemed bruised. A look that could be described as the cat who got the canary. I truly don't want to know what they were doing when that patronous came.

"You guys need to take a seat and listen to what I'm about to say… Draco you might want to button up your shirt too," I add that on the end only to see Dudley and Draco look at each other before looking away turning beet red. I chuckled again in laughter, as Severus coughed lightly.

"Now will you explain why you asked for these two?" Severus snapped with a barely seen smile. I couldn't help but grin back at him undisturbed.

"Dudley, do you remember when Se-Snape came to Private Drive?" I cursed mentally at that slip as I saw Dudley look to Draco with a smirk in place. I'm also pretty damn sure that I saw Draco slip a few gallons to Dudley, I'm gonna kill 'em.

"Ya…" he answers slowly. I glance to see Severus looking between the two of us before shaking his head.

"Come here Mr. Evans, I need to check something," Severus jumped in. Staring Dudley in the eyes he whispered the spell, in a span of moments, Dudley collapsed.

Draco jumped out of his chair, "What the bloody hell was that Godfather?" He leant over Dudley as he started to come to and helped him back into the sofa.

"Mr. Evans and Mr. Potter had their minds tampered with. I was merely removed the block from Mr. Evans so that everyone's perceptions of this specific memory that was planted could be evaluated and be backed up by those two." Ever the teacher I thought, with a soft sigh, at least it wasn't just me.

"Who the heck looks like a wet mangy mutt?" Dudley mutters but compared to the silence echoes. I burst out in hysterical laughter because he saw him too. Severus glances between both of us in silence before his eyes widen.

"How'd the Mutt survive?" Severus questions in disbelief.

"What are you guys talking about?" Draco snarls in anger of being left out of the loop.

We quickly explain the situation about the memory that was implanted before telling him, "The man who was seen could be Sirius Black, my Godfather." Draco's mouth drops open, forgoing the pureblood mask, in shock, as Dudley starts cursing up like a born sailor, and Severus just keeps looking at me with his Occlemency shields up covering his feelings.

Draco opened his mouth before closing it again, "Something isn't adding up."

"No shit Sherlock," Dudley snaps at him as I rub my elbow below his ribs.

"That's part of it but did anyone else notice that when Harry moved to Slytherin and changed the only two against him were the Weasel and Know-it-all?" I open my mouth to reply before stopping. Something is off, they only seem to be angry at me around the teachers, why is that?

"That is actually quite insightful Draco," Severus mutters as his eye twitches at not realizing such a thing could be happening.

I squint at everyone before sighing, "Looks like the night just got bloody hell of a lot longer." Dudley and Draco break out laughing as Severus glances my intrusively.