Chicago Style Pizza Chapter 5

"EXPELLIARMUS! STUPIFY! INCARCEROUS!" yelled Harry, blasts of magical
power striking the former Hogwarts potions master and leaving him a crumpled mess
flattened against the wall with debris surrounding him that used to be a very nice leather couch. All eyes turned to Harry, unbelieving that this skinny waif of a boy could command such power. Moody was shocked, especially as he had relieved Harry of his wand during their portal trip to the safe house.

Harry then noticed that his hand was pointing at Snape, and it was devoid of said wand.

"Oops?"

"Yar didn't think to wait and see what he had to say before taking action, eh?" growled Moody, handing Harry his wand back. "Dunno" piped in Tonks "I think it's an improvement" she added while motioning to the unarmed, unconscious death eater wrapped up in what appeared to be steel cables. Moody started to move towards Snape, waiving his wand to remove the cables but Harry stopped him. "I'd like to talk to him while he's tied up, if you please". "Ok kid, just get it over with".

The other members of their party including the two hit wizards decided that was a good time to move out of the doorway and spread themselves out, sitting in the undamaged chairs that were available to them. "When your little war against Voldieshorts is over, come see us for a job" one of the hit wizards whispered to Harry, handing him a business card. Harry nodded to him, put the card in a pocket and turned back towards Snape. Nobody had bothered to uncoil or wake him, so Harry pointed his wand and said "enneverate". The former professor was a little groggy, so Harry enneverated him again. This time it worked, much to Harry's chagrin the aforementioned Snape yelled "POTTER! What the bloody hell do you think you're doing! I demand that you release me immediately! Struggling against his bonds apparently did nothing to improve his state of mind and he sneered "Just like your big-headed father, what are you going to do now, hang me upside down?" With that, Harry swished his wand and Snape found himself feet on the ceiling, head and long greasy hair pointed towards the floor. "Yeah, that's better" said Harry. All the Chicago mobsters had been silently watching the workings of a pissed off Harry Potter, but now they all burst into great raucous laughter, Joey the Clown yelling out "Someone get me a beer and some pretzels, this is great!"

With a quiet "pop" a table full of snack food and drinks materialized on the opposite side of the room and Kahele the Menehune stood quietly behind it offering refreshments to the group.

"Could one of you please tell me how this murdering low-life excuse for a teacher got here?" inquired Harry to the assembled group. Joey the Clown motioned towards Snape with his pistol "We thought you would like a live body to practice your curses on Harry. "So we arranged a little intervention for your friend here" (indicating the upside-down Snape) and brought him over for your pleasure". Snape was still struggling against his bonds, but no longer was heard thanks to a quick "silencio" from Tonks.

"Ok Potter, you've had yer fun, let's get him down from there, eh?" Moody moved once again towards the now calmed (or tired out) Snape and flicked his wand to remove the bindings on him. "why won't it work" mumbled Moody. "Because I'm going to get some answers now, Mad-Eye" came the reply. Moody noticed Harry's eyes were positively glowing with anger, the killing-curse green actually pulsed brighter with what must have been the beating of his heart. Harry picked up a can of beer from the refreshment table and walked over to where Snape was now hanging silently by his feet with a resigned look on his face. Harry waved his wand across his captive's face and the immobilized death eater was once again able to vocalize his displeasure at his predicament.

"Snape!" Harry snapped out "Why?" the question coming out more gently than the name. The answer was a simple "Because Albus gave me no choice".

Harry popped open the can of beer and proceeded to pour it down (or up, if you're looking at it another way) the still upside down Snape's nose, the carbonated alcoholic beverage instantly fizzing and causing his captive to snort then choke while violently twisting around in his bindings to escape the stream of painful liquid sinus-cleaner.

"GAAA!" Snape yelled out, loud laughter could be heard again from the assembled group as Harry stopped pouring and took a sip from the almost empty can. "Now that's what I call 'alcohol abuse" was the comment from Joey between bouts of laughter. The group shared more laughter at the expense of the now soggy headed Snape.

"Harry" came a soft voice from his right. He looked over that way, and saw the disapproving look on Tonk's face. Harry waved his wand again and quietly said "scourgify" thereby cleaning up the mess that was once his potions master. Another wave of the wand and Snape was upright, an opening motion by his left hand and the steel cables holding him captive were removed. Mad-Eye Moody kept his wand pointed at Snape's heart and motioned for him to sit down on the closest chair, a soft leather rocker-recliner.

"Spill" said Harry, the single word being enough to set the head of Slytherin house to begin explaining the history of the past year, beginning with the unbreakable vow to Narsissa Malfoy and ending with him having to finish Draco's task or face death.

"Better for you to have died than Dumbledore" spat out Harry, barely able to get the words out without choking in remorse for not being able to stop the senseless murder of the Headmaster. "Albus made sure that I understood his willingness to be the sacrifice so that I would stay in good standing with the Dark Lord. He stated his final wishes were that I would assist your task from the inner circle of Deatheaters. Yes, Potter, I know of the journey you both undertook that night to retrieve the locket of Slytherin. I could have simply informed the Dark Lord of your intentions and had him intercept your mission, but did not. I am loath to admit it, but you are the only hope for the wizarding world, oh 'Chosen One". The last two words were said with a sneer reminiscent of Harry's fondest potion class memories.

"Can you prove any of this?" came the inquiry from Tonks. "Minerva has Albus' Pensive, the last will is inside and Dumbledore explained everything you two have been doing all year long, from the review of memories and history of Tom Riddle to the preparations for Horcrux hunting. He even added some information for the ministry regarding my innocence in his death". With this, Snape placed his hands over his eyes and seemed to slip into a daydream. "YOU HAVE NO INNOCENCE IN HIS DEATH!" yelled Tonks, approaching Snape with a vicious look on her face and her wand tip glowing in anticipation of a dangerous curse about to be cast. She stopped, however when Harry extended his arm in front of her and continued his questioning of the potions master.

"Do you know what other items the Dark Dungheap may have used to store pieces of himself in, then?" Harry asked quietly. From between the hands over Snape's face came a mumbled "Huflepuff's cup, Ravenclaw's Quill, and perhaps the Hogwart's Express". "Huh"? came the surprised reply from Harry. "Yes Potter, the Dark Lord thought of the Express as his only escape every year from the abusive muggle orphanage he was sent back to by uncaring Headmaster Dippett and untrusting Professor of Transfiguration, Albus Dumbledore. The only reason the Hogwarts Express hasn't been attacked by him is because of his appreciation of the train as the only true constant in his early life. So it would make sense that he may have imparted some of himself into it as an important item to him, and an institution of Hogwarts.

"So, let me get this straight" interjected Joey 'The Clown' Lombardo "this Voldeiwhateverhisselfproclaimedtitleandwierdname is, created the first 'Soul Train?"

(AN-Ok I can hear the booo's from this end of the net, sorry, couldn't help it)
(like it, don't like it, I'm getting a little complex here not knowing if anybody cares, so a review or two would be appreciated, thanx……)