A/N- I just tweaked it a little. No really big changes. They'll be a second chapter when I get around to it.

The Other

Saber and Death

It was Harry's sixth year at Hogwarts and it had begun very badly with a huge row between the esteemed headmaster and the golden boy of Gryffindor. Harry was coming out of the Gryffindor showers when he caught sight of something on Neville's chest as he was slipping his shirt over his head.

"Nev?" Harry inquired.

"Yeah?"

"What's that?" Harry pointed at Neville's chest where a familiar lightning bolt scar marred his skin.

Neville hurried to put on his shirt. "It's nothing" he said unconvincingly. Harry knew he was lying.

"Wow Neville that was the second to worst lie I've ever heard. I know it's probably none of my business but I need to know if it's what I think it is." Neville still looking away just turned his back to Harry.

"It is what you think it is. He came to kill me as well. It was supposed to be a secret. I wanted to tell you. I really did. Knowing you you're probably relieved not to be the only Boy Who Lived. Dumbledore placed a secrecy charm on me forbidding me to even hint at it. I guess it doesn't work if you already know. The asshole also layered me in magical suppressors. Knowing that manipulative bastard you probably have just as many as I do" Neville turned to look him in the eye. Harry was surprised at the rage he saw in those grey eyes. Wait a minute! Was that a flash of green?

"I'm going to break free Harry. Come with me"

"Okay"

One Year Later-

BAM! "D! I don't want to have to pay for damages! Besides you're scaring the students!" Two teenagers with blazing green eyes had just destroyed the door leading into the great hall.

It was the opening feast at Hogwarts. It would have been Harry and Neville's seventh year. Not that they called themselves Harry and Neville of course. They were Saber and Death.

"What brings you to Hogwarts Strangers" And there was the great manipulator himself. He was standing in all his purple robed glory pointing his want at the intruders. What he didn't know was that these two could see through his façade.

"Ah, Albus Dumbledore! Just the asshole we were going to avoid. Any idea where your snarky potions master is?" quipped Saber, formerly Neville Longbottom. Dumbledore had the funniest look on his face as he realized his charisma charm and acting skills were having no effect on them.

This is bad, thought Dumbledore, got to fix it fast. "Severus is away on business I'm afraid. If you'll come back at another time…" He started, purposely ignoring Severus' presence at the table.

"And give you time to try and set up wards against us again? Nuh uh. I don't think so Bumblefuck. We're here on important business and we expect to see him", said Saber.

"Give me a sec and I'll find him…" Death, once known as The Boy Who Lived, closed his eyes and bit his tongue in a show of mock concentration. He pretended to mock wipe sweat of his brow and said "Jease just can't seem to find him. Guess I'm not telepathic Saber. Of course I could just use my eyes and look at the head table in between the DADA teacher and McGonagall. Oh my god! I just realized that I'm not as blind as Bumblefuck wishes I was. Oh well, too bad for him. Now Severus, we need a spot of help in your area of expertise… Don't worry Mugwump we'll bring him back safe, sound, and mostly undamaged" Death then proceeded to block Dumbledore's spells and lead a stunned Snape out of the room followed by Saber of course.