Title: A Little Bit of Love

Rating: R

Pairing(s): HP/DM, LV/SS

Warning(s): slash, violence, language, angst

Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine. I own nothing here except for the plot.

Summary: The summer after fifth year finds Harry depressed. His godfather is dead, his relatives are being worse than usual, and the prophecy is weighing heavily on his mind. So when a shocking letter arrives at Privet Drive how does Harry cope?

Note: Did everything make sense? I skipped the feast because we all know what happens…. Kids get sorted, Dumbledore makes his announcements…blah!

Chapter Seven

Harry yawned and rubbed his eyes as he stumbled down the halls to breakfast, Ron and Hermione leading the way. They entered the Great Hall together and stopped. It was silent! They glanced around at their classmate's faces, which were suddenly turned towards them.

"Harry! You wouldn't believe the junk they're spouting in the Prophet!" Seamus ran up to them, carried the aforementioned paper. "They say Voldemort turned himself in, claiming multiple personality disorder! And he claimed you as his son." All traces of sleep disappeared as Harry realized that his father's plans had been put into action. It was Showtime.

"Yes? So?" Harry asked with a smirk, straightening his back and squaring his shoulders.

"It isn't true...is it?" He asked almost hesitantly. Harry took a deep breath. Dumbledore looked down at them wide eyed from his place at the head table. Harry stared at him with hatred in his gaze as he answered.

"Yes, it is true." The entire hall gasped. "I am sure my father will be telling the press about everything that has happened, under Veritaserum of course." As he said this, he began to change. He grew several inches, and his hair became longer. Red highlights appeared in it and his green eyes became speckled with red.

His face became sharper, more defined, and he became a shade or two paler. His fingers lengthened and his clothes grew to accommodate his new body. The entire hall watched in silence as he completed his transformation.

"Oh man..."

"Listen up." Ryu barked, surprising several of the students and most of the staff. "My name is no longer Harry Potter, but Ryu Evans. My father does have split personality disorder, and will be treated if he gets a fair trial. If he doesn't, then I'll have to deal with that imbecile who locked him away without considering treatment. There is a potion that will kill the evil side of my father, and he will be taking that. I don't want to hear anything about me, my family, or my friends."

"Harry, have a seat." Dumbledore spoke up, overcoming his shock. "You're scaring the other students."

"What did I just say Old Man?" McGonagall opened her mouth in protest at the blatant disrespect towards the aging headmaster, but Ryu silenced her with a look. "My name is Ryu. I don't want to have to see you, or speak to you, until I am ready to do so."

"Mr. Potter! In all my years..!" McGonagall finally overcame her fear.

"He is the reason my mother is dead!" Ryu shouted. "He ruined my life and I will not have him in it any more." With that said, Ryu stalked out of the Hall, hell bent on sending his father a letter.

(One week later…)

"How are you faring?" Ryu looked up from his potion as Severus came to stand by his cauldron. It had been a week since his outburst in the Hall, and his father's trial was scheduled for the upcoming weekend.

"As good as can be I suppose. How's dad doing?" Severus leaned on the desk behind him as Harry added an ingredient.

"He's doing well. He says he's been having trouble keeping Voldemort down but we'll soon solve that."

"Good. Wouldn't do to have him flip out in the Ministry building." Severus chuckled, causing a few Gryffindors to turn around and stare at him.

"Get back to work!" He snapped. Ryu smirked. "Now, you'll be attending the trial with me. Dumbledore will be there, but he won't be put on the stand. A few of the New Deatheaters will be put up to testify that Tom has indeed changed, as will I."

"So the cat'll be out of the bag huh?" Severus cocked and eyebrow. "Muggle expression."

"Ah, well then..." He was cut off by an explosion, and Ryu smirked as Severus stalked off to berate Neville for blowing up another cauldron.

TBC