A/N: Hey, back again . This is the visit to Gringotts and the secretive article, obviously it has some Harry/Tom goodness because where would we be without it!
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to J.K
Warning: Slash, swearing,
Parceltongue,
Chapter 8;
Luna handed him his finest robes and he pulled them on with care, he stood still as Luna styled his hair and smoothed down his clothes, he rolled his eyes.
"I am capable of getting ready myself." He said with a smile and she huffed.
"I am allowed to dress my gorgeous brother up to make heads turn more than usual so be quiet and suck it up." She told his and Harry grinned.
"Of course Ray," he let her continue her fussing and accepted the cloak he was given, she also passed him his invisibility cloak which he tossed over his shoulders.
"Your other self will be coming in now so you can slip out with him." Harry nodded and pulled up the hood so he vanished from sight, grabbing his files and the map, he followed himself out of his room and walked to the chamber. He used the map to avoid everyone and found it quite amusing to see two of him, two Rons and two Hermiones on there, he made sure the second corridor was empty before slipping in to the bathroom and hissing for it to open. When he was safely in the chamber he removed his cloak and tucked it away, he apperated to the Leaky cauldron making sure his normal cloak hood was up. Harry approached Tom the barman who was busy serving customers, he caught the man's attention and he came over.
"What can I do ya for?"
"I should have someone waiting, I booked a private room, James Black?" Tom's eyes widened slightly but nodded and motioned him back.
"Yes sir, room 2, would you like anything brought to ya?"
"No, that will be all." Harry swept away, he stepped in to the room and warded it tightly, Rita Skeeter was sat looking at him wearily.
"Good morning Ms Skeeter," He greeted with a nod.
"Good morning," Harry grinned under his hood.
"I have something for you Rita dear, something that will shock the wizarding and I want you to write it." Rita looked eager and Harry sat down opposite.
"What is it?" Harry handed her over the files that he wanted published, she read through them and her eyes got bigger and bigger as she went and when she got to the end she gasped and leapt up.
"I can't publish these, they're about Dumbledore."
"The juicy truth the esteemed headmaster has kept hidden, it's about time the public learned the truth."
"But I will be hung; Dumbledore is one of the most powerful people in our world." She exclaimed.
"One of them yes, but there are people who can challenge Dumbledore politically which would be the only way he could attack you." She laughed in disbelief.
"Who could possibly challenge Dumbledore politically, he's Chief Warlock."
"I can," she stopped to look at him in shock before laughing.
"You, please. You would have to be Harry Potter to have any chance of challenging Dumbledore." She snorted but Harry grinned, it was time to drop a bombshell to keep her sitting pretty.
"Exactly," she whipped around so fast she stumbled, Harry pulled back his hood and looked at her with an ever-present smirk; her jaw dropped.
"Harry Potter?" she breathed in shock.
"Of course I can challenge Dumbledore politically Rita dear, I have more seating in the wizengamot and I am more famous than he." Harry agreed and she didn't respond she seemed to be in shock.
"Obviously if you don't want to tear in to Dumbledore, I'm sure I could find someone else-,"
"NO!" she cut him off, Harry hid his triumph well.
"So you will publish these, after all you do have a rather unique flare." She nodded hurriedly.
"Why would you of all people want these published and what in Merlin's name happened to you?" She asked him looking up and down with interest, Harry raised an eyebrow.
"I have a lot of secrets Rita just like yourself, it wouldn't do for any of them to be coming out now would it?" the subtle warning didn't go unmissed and she backed up.
"Of course not, I'll begin immediately." Harry smirked.
"Brilliant, I want to see the draft before it's published of course." He told her and drew his hood back up, "And Rita," she looked at him and his killing curse eyes flashed, "This meeting never happened did it?"
"What meeting?" she said weakly, Harry swept from the room with a smirk, Rita sat back down shakily, there was something about this new Harry Potter that scared her. She picked up the parchment and grinned suddenly, it was time to begin ruining the headmaster and she left with a skip in her step. Harry walked in to Diagon Ally and was immediately joined by to other cloaked figures, they made their way to the white marble building at the end of the Ally. Harry strode confidently in to the bank with Swift and Paws flanking his right and left, he walked to the nearest teller and waited patiently for him to finish his current workings.
"I am here for a prearranged meeting with Director Ragnok." Harry said to him in gobbledegook, the goblin looked shocked by his native language and then nodded.
"Follow me sir," he obviously knew that Harry was a high profile client so he was polite, or as polite as possible for a goblin, the three of them followed the goblin down to through the strangely familiar route to Ragnok's office. The goblin knocked three times and entered when called, the head goblin was sat behind his desk pouring over a file, he looked around and nodded to the goblin.
"That will be all Tornuck," the goblin left with a short bow, Harry, Ron, and Hermione came in and removed their hoods, each of them bowed to the director.
"Mr Potter-Black-Peverell-Gryffindor," Harry almost winced at the full name, "You have a lot of explaining to do."
"My apologies Director for this sudden meeting, I have discovered a treachery greater than anything before." Ragnok motioned for them to sit.
"As you have brought along Miss Granger-McKinnon and Mr Weasley-Prewett, I am set to believe it involves them also, no doubt I am in for a long explanation in which I will be angered." Harry grinned some what sheepishly.
"Pretty much,"
"I will need tea," the Director sighed, he summoned his tea and a plate of biscuits which he handed out and then motioned for Harry to begin. Harry launched in to the tale of what had happened over the summer, everything he had discovered from his memories and everything Dumbledore had done and was planning on doing, the use of his seats illegally and the planned control of him. As predicted, Ragnok was spitting mad by the end and had to take several deep breaths to calm himself, he pulled out Harry's files and began flicking through them furiously.
"That manipulative old fool, if he were a goblin he would be hung, if I had my way he would be hung." Ragnok snarled and Harry wasn't surprised, Dumbledore had messed with the running of the highest client's accounts and it could look bad on the bank if they weren't saw to be fixing the problem.
"I hope this explains my awful actions in the previous year." Harry said to him and Ragnok nodded.
"It certainly does Mr Potter,"
"Harry please," Ragnok grinned.
"Of course, how forgetful of me," He said, "From what I can see, your accounts have self repaired from the sketchy workings. Of course you will need to work through them to continue your earnings." Ragnok explained and Harry sighed in relief.
"Thank Merlin, what of the Potter accounts, they were set to gain a seat?"
"Ah yes, they gained back the seat your father lost 2 weeks prior." Harry groaned.
"Damn it, now that gives him another seat."
"Yes, unfortunately it does. As for the Prewett house, they do not seem to be affected at all Mr Weasley-Prewett, your investments are coming in well and your vault is gaining interest. Now, Miss Granger-McKinnon you have an opportunity to gain perhaps another seat, it will alert the wizengamot to the fact that the McKinnon house is not dead, you need only gain a final thousand galleons to finalise the notion, the McKinnon house is already old enough." Ragnok explained and they exchanged looks.
What do you think Paws?
I think we should do it, no one knows who the McKinnon heir was so they cannot link it back to me. She reasoned and Harry nodded.
"I would like to set the seat in notion please Director, of course if it was kept silent to who the heir it would be for the best and there would be no reason for anyone to look at the 5000 galleons that ended up in your possession." She said to him with a smirk and he nodded with a toothy grin.
"It shall be done and of course no one need know."
"Now Director, there are things that happened over the summer that make me want to edit a few things in my family scripts." Harry began with a smirk.
"Indeed,"
"Yes, as I am the head of all my houses I would like to edit the wording on them, focussing on my seats. I would like to change the Black wording so it states if the head of house is unable to sit in the wizengamot the next blooded family member has to sit in there place." Ragnok nodded and pulled out the Black files.
"An owl will go out to Narcissa Malfoy as soon as its sealed." Harry grinned.
"The second house is more difficult and I would be honoured if you would use your keen and precise skill to aid me in the correct wording." Ragnok raised an eyebrow.
"I need to be able to pass to Tom, but he can't sit in the seat for obvious reasons, and as I am currently being watched I cannot choose someone to sit there I want Tom to be able to choose the person who sits in the seat." Harry explained and Ragnok shook his head.
"You seem to have the most awkward situations placed around you." Ragnok sighed and Harry smile sheepishly.
"Yeah, I know,"
"The wording would have to be misleading and intricate, but it can be done, it would have to state that in case of the head not being able to perform their duties all roles and responsibilities fall to the next in line, as it is a head duty to select someone to sit in their place if their unavailable it will fall to the next in line."
"I knew there was a reason I liked you." Harry said and Ragnok grinned.
"They will be drawn up and sent out as soon as they are sealed."
"Brilliant, a final thing and I think this one will bring you some amusement." Harry said to the goblin who sat forward, Ragnok did not like the Parkinsons and this would bring him some amusement.
"The Blacks have been funding the Parkinson business outlet for over a century, it has also come to my attention that the Parkinson Estate is in a severe amount of dept to the Blacks. I believe it is time to pull the funding and claim the amount they are in dept too." Ragnok gave a vicious grin.
"I have to agree that it is the correct time to do reclaim what is rightfully yours."
"Snake, what is the total amount Parkinson owes you?" Swift asked curiously and Harry's look turned predatory.
"Over 76 million," both their jaws dropped.
"That would ruin them, beyond that, their estate doesn't total that much," Paws said and then laughed. "Oh I cannot wait to see her face when she receives that letter."
"The Parkinson Estate totals 60 million I believe, that leaves an unclaimed 16 million," Harry mused.
"With that amount, it is enough to lay claim on the daughter, she would potentially be a slave, she would have to answer to your every whim until the dept is fully paid." Ragnok pointed out and Harry smirked.
"Oh that is something I am going to hold over them," Harry breathed, "Pull it all, I want them run to the ground I'll issue a warning saying if they say who ruined them I'll bind dear Pansy to me for life, not that I would use her myself but I suspect she would make a great whore." Paws slapped him.
"You are terrible," she had a smirk on her face and Harry knew she would love to see Pansy enslaved.
"It will be done and processed with the seal," Ragnok said, "Is there anything else you would like done?" Harry looked to Ron and Hermione who shook their heads.
"I believe we are done Director, we have already been issued our cards to make purchases so we needn't visit any vaults today." Ragnok and Harry went over the final wording for the scripts, when Harry was happy, he signed in blood and stamped the rings down in place giving Ragnok a nice tip for his services, they flashed white and Harry felt it settle.
"The owls have been sent and everything sealed." Harry nodded, Hermione sealed up the new McKinnon seat and Ron pushed some more money in to his larger investments, everything was done and with a courteous bow to the goblin the three left. They made it back to school easily and they snuck in to his living room with smiles,
"Things have just got interesting." Paws said and Harry laughed.
"Oh they were interesting before, but now they're exciting, Dumbledore will loose 5 seats, the Parkinson's are broke, you have gained a seat and we're all fucking rich." Harry said.
"How did the meeting with Rita go?" Harry grinned.
"She was worried at first but I reassured her that Dumbledore could not attack her and she was most excited to write the article, she is going to be sending me the draft first, I have no doubt it will be glorious."
"Good, now we have to go, don't get in to more trouble than you normally do." Paws warned and Harry gave her the best innocent look he could.
"I honestly do not know what you speak of." She rolled her eyes and left with Swift who was laughing to himself.
If it wouldn't have been highly suspicious, Harry would have been sat at breakfast with a shark like grin on his face. He was waiting for the mail, the Gringotts owls would be coming today and he could not wait for Parkinson to receive hers, he wanted to rub his hands together and laugh evilly. Hermione's eyes were practically glowing as they continued to dart to the top of the hall where the owls came in, he shook his head. They swooped in and he spotted the Gringotts owls immediately, one went towards Tom, one to Dumbledore and the other went to Pansy. The Dark Lord read his letter and smirked, Harry tried not to look happy or smug, but it was hard when he saw the anger in Dumbledore's eyes. He, instead, focused his attention on Parkinson who had just opened her letter, the further she read the paler she went and when she got to the end she screamed in utter horror and burst in to tears. People span to see the disturbance and her friends tried to ask her the problem, she was completely devastated.
"What is the problem Miss Parkinson," Snape demanded, not looking happy that one of snakes had caused such a disturbance.
"I'm poor," she wailed, "We've lost everything, the whole Parkinson estate has been seized." People gasped and Harry fought not to laugh gleefully, Draco, Tom and Luna all looked straight at him and he tried to look innocent, really he did, but the twitching lips and they glowing eyes gave him away. Hermione was grinning like a fool, pretences or not, she was very happy. The majority of the Slytherins were looking at Parkinson in distaste, it was one thing to not have money, but to have your entire estate seized was one of the biggest disgraces for a pureblood; Harry loved being a heartless person. His entire day was a cheerful one, Parkinson was inconsolable and rumours began, the best one was that she might be pulled out of Hogwarts because her parents could no longer afford it; Harry had actually laughed. What made it all the more amusing was the fact that that particular rumour wasn't a rumour, the Parkinsons were homeless as well as penniless, ah the joys of being rich Harry thought smugly. He all but skipped to potions after lunch, Draco was looking at him in a way that screamed 'we are talking now', and Harry flashed a smirk and dragged the blonde to the back of the room.
"What in Merlin's name did you do?" Was the first thing out of his mouth and Harry grinned.
"I did say I was pulling the funding," Harry pointed out.
"Yes but she's broke, like, completely broke."
"I know, it turns out the Parkinson family was in a lot of dept to the Blacks, I may have claimed that back." Draco looked shocked.
"How much dept were they in?" He exclaimed, "Their estate was, what, 60 million, and they've lost their manors as well as their country houses and all their money." There was nothing nice about Harry's smile.
"They still owe me 16 million," Draco began choking much to Harry's amusement, Snape sent him a glare like it was his fault and he supposed it was but he merely raised an eyebrow.
"But that means-,"
"I can claim the daughter as my slave if I wish? Yes, I know. Why do you think Parkinson hasn't screamed at me that it is my entire fault, if she speaks of who claimed back the dept she becomes bound to me for life."
"Merlin,"
"I love being heartless, it brings me much amusement."
"Again, remind me never to piss you off." Draco shuddered and began their work, Harry smiled sweetly.
"Don't worry Draco, I'm sure you have some common sense in that pretty head of yours." The glare he got was diminished by the pinking of his cheeks.
"I'm not pretty, Malfoy men are strong and handsome." Harry laughed at him.
"I'll remember that when your preening in the mirror." Draco punched him.
"Shut up Harry," he grumbled.
"If it makes you feel better, I got called vain." Draco smirked.
"Actually, it does."
"Changing the subject, you've got access to my rooms for future in formation, Luna'll be there if I'm not." Harry told him and Draco nodded before gaining a frown.
"Why would Luna be there when you're not?"
"Oh, she's moved in." Harry said casually, he stirred the cauldron and sliced up frogs liver.
"She moved in?" Draco repeatedly incredulously.
"Yep," Harry popped the 'p', "She didn't believe it would be acceptable for disappearances to happen this early on in the year."
"I give up," Draco sighed, "Where are your rooms?"
"On the defence corridor, I receive private tutoring you see." Draco snorted.
"Oh the irony,"
"I know, it wasn't lost on me either. I've changed my seats in the wizengamot, your mother and father will be sitting in them now so that's a bonus."
"Your trip went ok then?"
"Yes, issues at the bank have been resolved and I believe tomorrow will be a good day for anyone who dislikes Dumbledore."
"I won't ask," Harry grinned.
Harry was sat with Luna in his, now their, rooms after dinner, they were having a proper catch up and it felt refreshing; he didn't realise how much he had missed Luna.
"I've missed this," she commented and Harry nodded.
"I agree," Harry said, "It's been too long."
"Too much has happened, I cannot believe your memories got taken, I though you had just stopped speaking to me." It made Harry even more furious with Dumbledore because Luna sounded so upset.
"I would never do that to you,"
"I didn't think you would but it was so strange." She shook her head and Harry frowned.
"He will pay for all of this, I will take pleasure in ruining Dumbledore and when he is nothing, when he is nothing but a hated name, he will die." Harry stated furiously, he took her hands in his and gave them a small squeeze.
"I know you will make him pay." She assured and Harry smiled slightly.
"I cannot wait for this article tomorrow, if I know Rita then it will be explosive."
"She does have that flare about her, doesn't she?" Luna agreed with a smirk, "Isn't she supposed to be sending you a draft before it goes out." Harry nodded and flicked his wrist to open the window, he had been waiting for an owl all day and he was buzzing with excitement.
"I know something that will take your mind off of it for a few hours," Luna said with a mischievous look in her eyes.
"And what would that be Miss Lovegood?"
"Do you remember what we used to do to keep fit, instead of running that is?" Harry tilted his head in thought, he was flicking through his memories for about 30 seconds before his eyes lit up and he grinned.
"Dancing," he said, "Specifically around poles,"
"Yes, we got the idea from going to the 'gentlemen's club' in Knockturn Ally,"
"Some gentlemen's club that was, they guys up there dancing were hotter than the girls." Harry said and Luna grinned.
"You got that one right," Harry got up and offered a hand, she took it and he pulled her up, he waved his wand and cleared an area.
"2 sturdy poles if you will great lady," in the clear space 2 silver poles appeared and Harry grinned, he pulled himself up and span around it, he was a bit rusty but it shouldn't be to hard to get used to it again, Luna shook her head. Even after months, Harry still looked so smooth and graceful; it was unbelievable. Harry waved his wand and placed it on the table, music began to play and it had a nice beat to it, Harry fell in to familiar moves with ease, he span and twisted around the pole dropping low and grinding, it was very nice for Luna to watch.
"You know, you're supposed to be dancing also." Harry pointed out and Luna grinned.
"No, I think I prefer sitting here thanks." He shook his head but didn't stop, it was like a release and he remembered why he kept it up, not only did it keep him fit but it felt so good. After an hour he was worn out and fell on to the sofa, he had his eyes closed just listening to the music when he heard the sound of an owl, he was up so fast Luna swore she didn't see him move. The owl soared in and landed neatly on his shoulder, Harry undid the letter and led the bird to Hedwig's perch as she was hunting at the current time. He opened the letter and with every line his vicious smile grew, by the end of it Harry was fucking ecstatic.
"FUCK YES!" He yelled and proceeded to jump up and down like a crazy person.
"Rita Skeeter is a fucking genius, she is getting a severe tip for this."
"Let me see," Luna tried to take the parchment but he wouldn't let her.
"Oh no, you'll have to wait until tomorrow." Harry told her and she pouted.
"Please," she gave him puppy dog eyes but still he refused.
"Nu uh," and he set it alight, she whacked him around the head and sat down.
"Tomorrow is going to be a fucking good day." Harry was still jumping around the room much to Luna's amusement.
"I need to celebrate," he stated and Luna smirked.
"I'm sure there is a Dark Lord who would be quite willing." Harry mirrored her expression.
"I believe you are right." Harry said, "I need to shower," he darted off and Luna shook her head, she went to pick his clothes again, she loved dressing Harry up because he looked good in anything. Harry came out and was immediately handed black skinny jeans, he didn't argue with her just put them on, she added a tight white top that his tattoo could be seen through, Luna tossed him his charcoal boots and a blood pop.
"Go have fun," she ordered, "I'll send an acceptance to Rita," he winked.
"You know me," he tossed the invisibility cloak on and grabbed the map, he made his way to Tom's office as the man was on patrol by now. As suspected, it was covered in wards but they were Harry's speciality, he carefully twisted them so he could slip in. Harry placed his cloak on the chair and hopped up on to the desk, he watched as Tom finished his patrol and made his way back to his office, and Harry sucked on his blood pop in wait. When Tom entered his office he knew immediately he wasn't alone, there was only one person who would be able to get past the wards without his knowledge and smirked.
"A student out of bed?" Tom asked closing the door slowly and warding it tightly.
"At the moment," Harry replied in a light tone, when Tom faced Harry it sent lust through him, he was sat on the edge of the desk and Tom followed the slow, deliberate movements he was making with his tongue.
"You should be disciplined," Tom hissed and Harry's eyes dilated.
"You are right Professor," Harry said his voice taking on a husky note, "I should be punished." He bit his lip as if he was nervous, Tom came forward with deadly grace, and he ran a finger along the snake spine gaining a pleased hiss to come through Harry's teeth.
"You will be Snake," Tom continued to lightly stroke the tattoo driving Harry insane, he was practically burning.
"Are you going to make me beg?"
"I would love to hear you beg," Tom told him biting his neck, "Do it, beg," he commanded and Harry smirked, Tom really should be careful to what he ordered. He wrapped his arms around Tom's neck and leaned flush against him, he lightly bit his neck,
"Mmm Tom," He moaned, "Please, I want you to fuck me, please Tom, I need it," the grip on his hips tightened considerably and he received a particularly sharp bite, he changed his voice to sound needier.
"I need you in me please, I want you to fill me and fuck me until I can't walk. Make me scream your name, I need it please Tom, treat me like your little slut," he had no idea where his clothes went but he arched as he was slammed in to, he actually saw stars as he screamed,
"Ah shit Tom," he gasped, Harry knew he wouldn't be walking well after this, he was fucked brutally and he loved it. His nails drew blood as hid dug them in, Tom hit his prostate repeatedly and Harry cried out.
"M-more please, fuck," he was thrust in to a few more times before he came so hard his vision went white for a few seconds as his release ripped through him, his muscles clamped down on Tom sending him over the edge, he bit Harry's neck hard enough to draw blood and the teen moaned again.
"You should be careful what you beg for Snake," Tom murmured lowly after he had muttered cleaning spells, "One would think you wanted to be treated like my little slut," Harry sucked in a sharp breath, the thoughts that brought to his mind were entirely too pleasurable and he felt Tom smirk, he cursed in his head because of his weird quirks that Tom could use.
"You're such a bastard," he muttered tugging at Tom's hair as his neck was bitten.
"Yes and your my slut," Harry felt lust shoot through him and mentally cursed again, there was no way he was going to let Tom have a freebee.
"Mmm, but you like that don't you," Harry said in a sultry tone, he bit Tom's neck and trailed light kisses, "To have someone who belongs solely to you," he smirked when Tom hissed and gripped his hips again, if Tom was going to use his quirks then he would use the mans possessiveness against him.
"To use and abuse, your own personal whore," Harry congratulated himself on making Tom lose control and being apperated away for round 2.
"I need a pain potion," Harry groaned in to the pillow, it was hurting to breath at the current time and he needed to get to the great hall, he heard Tom laugh lightly and would have glared at him if he could sit up.
"I hate you,"
"Your own fault," Tom pointed out and Harry grumbled about the man's stamina much to Tom's amusement.
"I really need to get to the great hall as soon as possible, and so do you."
"And why's that?" with great difficulty and effort, he managed to push himself up so he was facing Tom, he couldn't help but smirk when he took in the man's appearance. Vicious scratch and bite marks littered the pale skin, seemed the man liked pain.
"Because you don't want to miss Dumbledore's face when he reads the paper with my article beautifully done by Rita." Tom raised an eyebrow and Harry's smirk stretched.
"She sent me a draft yesterday, let's just say it is very informative."
"Indeed," Tom drawled and Harry knew he was interested.
"Yes, I believe it will shock the entire wizarding world." Harry stated, he stretched and winced.
"I repeat, I hate you," Harry muttered, "I need to shower," Tom pointed to a door to the left, Harry very carefully removed himself and fell in to the bathroom, the hot water was glorious to Harry and relieved some of the ache. He called Winky for his clothes and a pain potion, he got dressed and necked the potion, it would do for now, he stepped out and Tom was already ready drying his hair with a wave of his wand, Harry raised an eyebrow.
"You're not the only one the castle likes," he said with a smirk, Harry rolled his eyes and waved his wand to create his glamour.
"I freakin' hate this thing." He grumbled as he followed Tom out, Harry tossed on his cloak and skirted the halls to his room, he grabbed his bag left neatly ready by Luna and left. He jogged down to the hall entering just as Tom did, the man smirked and Harry hid his own, he sat down at the end of the Gryffindor table and he had to forcefully stop himself bouncing up and down, he saw Luna doing the same and grinned. After 10 agonisingly long minutes the post swooped in, Harry spotted a paper going towards Dumbledore and mentally smirked, an owl landed in front of him and he made sure he didn't look to eager to see the paper. He laid it flat and it was times like then he wanted to drop all pretences and cackle like a crazy person, there, on the front page, for everyone to see, was strike one against Dumbledore with a picture of Grindlewald and Dumbledore in their youth to go with it.
Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindlewald;
Great battle or lovers quarrel?
Everyone in the wizarding world has heard of Grindlewald's great defeat at the hands of Albus Dumbledore, it is one of the most famous things to happen in our world and still today Albus Dumbledore is seen as a hero to the people. But, is what we have been told correct or are there gaps in history that have been hidden from us? As it reads, Grindlewald was gathering his army and taking over everywhere and people were calling for help, it was then Dumbledore stepped up, but why did it take him so long. It is reported that it took no less than 2 years before Grindlewald was challenged and today you find out why.
With some brilliant charm and wonderful reliable sources, this reporter delved in to the murky history of Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindlewald. It is not commonly known but the Dumbledore family grew up in Godrics Hollow, the same place where out saviour Harry Potter defeated You-Know-Who and where renowned historian Bathilda Bagshot still resides. Ms Bagshot, famous author of A History of Magic, lived in the quaint little village at the same time as the Dumbledore's, at the time Albus was 16, she introduced him to her nephew who was the same age and they became the best of friends. This isn't unusual, the village is small and her nephew was from out of the country, but with a little digging and a bit of gold I discovered the name of the allusive nephew; Gellert Grindlewald. Yes that's right ladies and gentlemen, Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindlewald were the best of friends. They became united by their ambitions for glory and their plans to bring about a 'new world order' in which wizards would rule over muggles, they were often heard using the phrase 'For the Greater Good', which even today, Dumbledore is still known to use. After discovering how alike they were and how they both shared the same goals, the two became romantically involve not long after and they had no qualms in aiding each other in plans and experiments. Both brilliant and talented they intended to expand their ideas and spread them to others but not everyone close to home was as receptive as the two would like. Dumbledore's brother, Aberforth, stood in their way. You see Dumbledore also had a sister, Arianna, which he was left to care for when his mother passed away in a tragic accident, unfortunately Albus' sister was incredibly sick, the illness is unknown, and Aberforth demanded Albus stop with his plans. But that didn't sit well for the two young genius', they had great plans for the world that he worked tirelessly on and now someone was thwarting them at the very beginning. It caused numerous of arguments, but they were determined that nothing would every get in their way like his brother was. But something happened. The reason is unknown as of yet, but Grindlewald fled without his dedicated lover and went ahead with his plans outside of the United Kingdom alone. Grindlewald's rise to power was quick and he needed to be stopped, the death count was rising rapidly and nothing could stop him or so it seemed. It was only after years of cries that Dumbledore faced his ex-lover again resulting to what we know as a 'legendary duel', it was something that wasn't witnessed by anyone and the only thing saw by eyewitnesses was Dumbledore emerging with his opposition's wand. But with all of this information coming to light, can we be sure that Dumbledore was at all innocent in his actions to confront. Was it really the cry of the public that sent him to fight the person he loved once or was it out of heartache and pain that he face him? Can we be certain that he wasn't secretly working with his lover all those years, and their reunion didn't go to plan? After all, Grindlewald is still alive in the top most cell in his own prison Nurmengard, why is he still alive now after all the crimes he committed? Was it because Dumbledore was unable to truly turn his wand on his only love or are they still in contact after all these years? With this shocking discovery I don't know what to think and honestly, people of the wizarding world, I believe we deserve answers.
Rita Skeeter, special correspondent to the Daily Profit.
Silence, complete and utter silence settled in the great hall as everyone read the brutal article, he glanced up at Dumbledore and had to look away, the old man's complexion resembled sour milk, his eyes were a flat, dull blue and he looked completely and utterly devastated. He chanced a look at Tom and nearly grinned, Tom was gripping the paper so hard it was surprising it hadn't ripped, the silver blue eyes were glowing and they looked up to catch his, Harry was flooded with delirious, malevolent glee and his eyes flashed with his own pleasure. Harry's eyes darted to the headmaster and Tom's attention snapped to the old man, if possible, the man grew happier and Harry was betting he had a skip in his step all through the day. Ron and Hermione were containing their glee well, they were glued to the article and Harry could just make out their smirks from where they were bent so low over it. The whispering started then. It grew louder and louder until people were all but shouting, everyone was looking towards Dumbledore for answers but the headmaster couldn't take his eyes from the paper, specifically the picture, and he looked stricken. If students didn't believe it at first they did after looking at the headmaster, it was obvious the article was affecting him more than it should if it was false. As Dumbledore was unresponsive, McGonagall got to her feet, albeit a bit shakily, and silenced the room.
"Go to your lessons now," she barked and people clearly didn't want to listen, protests began and the students were waving the paper furiously, then Snape stepped up.
"You heard McGonagall, go," only then did they file out and begin talking amongst themselves, Harry left slowly and because of that, he had the pleasure of seeing Dumbledore fleeing through the back chamber. He hummed a cheerful tune as he went to herbology, he doubted anything would dampen his mood that day and he avidly listened to the speculations from the other students. Just on his way to the greenhouses he heard 5 completely different versions of the duel, some were hilarious, but others were could actually have happened, he felt Paws in the back of his mind and grinned.
Snake, there are no words. She gushed and he couldn't agree more,
I know Paws, Rita can be such a glorious woman. He felt Swift's presence join them.
That was amazing, he stated excitedly.
I was just saying the same thing Paws agreed and then she was shocked.
I didn't know we could have joint conversations.
It's the twins, Harry pointed out, They do nothing by halves,
Well that is irrelevant at the moment, the article, we have to meet up. She told them and Harry nearly laughed.
I'll let you know, he walked in to the greenhouse and the only conversation was the article, even Sprout was discussing it with Justin Finch-Fletchly.
I've created mayhem he muttered to himself in parcel and couldn't help but feel fucking brilliant about it. All through the day the article was the main topic of conversation, the amount of times Harry had to fight down a triumphant smirk was unhealthy, the amount of disgust in the majorities tone was music to Harry's ears. At lunch, Dumbledore was a no show, Harry nearly grinned up at the house table because he could actually feel Tom's utter glee at the situation. Even the appearance of Ginny didn't deter his mood, she on the other hand was fuming.
"How can they print this rubbish about a great man like Dumbledore?" She snarled and Harry blinked.
"Calm down Gin,"
"But they shouldn't be able to print this stuff."
"Dumbledore will sort it out, he's not here now, I expect that's what he's doing." He reassured her, she nodded with a huff, he went to lean on his left side again but he stopped her.
"Not on my side, I'm healing," he told her, she frowned for a second before shrugging and picking at her lunch. Harry made his way to defence with a skip in his step and he wasn't the only one, Harry swore he saw Tom skip lightly as he walked in to the classroom. They went over the shield from the previous lesson and then they moved on to the advanced version of it, Harry blinked and raised an eyebrow, he hadn't actually used the shield before. He tried it with the incantation first and it flickered up, his eyes narrowed and he tried it again. It solidified and Harry nodded to himself, he repeated it a few times before going over it again silently and then wandlessly until he had perfected it, he sat back up and looked up to meet incredulous silver-blue eyes.
"That is how you perfect a spell?"
"Yes why?"
"Most would take a few days," Tom pointed out and Harry shrugged,
"How long does it take you?"
"Depending on the spell, an hour maximum."
"Ta dah," He received rolled eyes and grinned,
"Miss Granger, stay after class." The professor told her quietly and she nodded, "You two Weasley," The professor went around helping those who couldn't seem to get it and they were working until the bell rang, many left the room disgruntled and began talking about the article so they didn't pay attention to the three dawdling students. The door was sealed and glamours were dropped, Hermione withdrew the paper and laid it down almost reverently.
"This is a piece of art." She stated.
"It is truly magnificent," Tom agreed, "I have never seen the headmaster react like he did, it really hit home."
"This is why I like Rita, she can twist anything beautifully." Harry said with a smirk.
"What makes it better is the actual information about Dumbledore is the truth." Swift pointed out and Harry nodded.
"Dumbledore and Grindlewald," Tom muttered in slight disbelief.
"Yes, we had a substantially larger reaction than the hall when we found out." Harry said,
"I can imagine, I still cannot comprehend the situation." Tom shook his head.
"Dumbledore's reaction was priceless," Paws said with a light laugh, "I do not believe he thought this particular information would ever come to light."
"Well he's going to be ecstatic when the rest comes out isn't he." Harry put in and they shared a smirk.
"I am going to enjoy watching the headmaster fall to pieces."
It is going to be beautiful." Paws cast a tempus and cursed.
"Snape is going to be happy,"
"He can fuck himself, slimy bastard." Harry grumbled much to Tom's amusement.
"Refrain from killing my potions master, he is the best in the world."
"Keep him from aggravating me then, honestly, letting your minions run wild." Harry mock chided and Tom rolled his eyes,
"You're getting later," the three trooped out after re-applying their glamours and split up, Harry took a short cut to the dungeons and got to the classroom before the others, Snape glared at him.
"Late Potter, 20 points for Gryffindor-,"
"I was about to apologise and inform you I was with Professor Drield, you can take up my lateness with him if you wish, Granger and Weasley's also." Harry cut him off and sat down next to Draco, he raised a challenging eyebrow at Snape whose eye twitched in annoyance. Hermione and Ron walked in at that moment turning Snape's attention to them.
"In now," he barked, Harry rolled his eyes and the man.
"Speak," Draco ordered lowly and Harry raised an eyebrow.
"I take you like my article?" Harry asked in an equally low voice.
"That was amazing, when you said you had information on Dumbledore, I never would have suspected this."
"It is a rather big shock," Harry mused and Draco scoffed,
"Please, that's like saying I wasn't surprised to find the Dark Lord sat as my defence professor." Harry laughed lowly.
"Agreed, both of them left me speechless."
"I wonder if Dumbledore will be at dinner."
"I don't know, I hope he isn't, then I know my efforts were not wasted and the article is getting to him." Harry said with a smirk.
"Oh I definitely think the article hit its mark." Draco stated and Harry grinned; he hoped so. Harry couldn't wait for Potions to finish, but Snape wanted to keep them to the very end, the man was dick in Harry's opinion which he hastily kept to himself. Draco bottled up the potion and took it up to the desk, Snape made the write out the recipe for a boil cure off the top of their heads and those who failed ended up with detention. Harry could tell that Snape was severely disappointed when he handed in his own perfectly replicated recipe, Harry rolled his eyes at the man at packed up his stuff. With a nod to Draco, Harry darted off and took his bag to his rooms, Luna wasn't there so he would speak to her later and went down to dinner. Much to his glee, Dumbledore didn't turn up at dinner and his absence was severely noticed. Conversation to where he was scattered throughout the hall and the article was still the main topic of whispers, the speculations were great and Harry internally cackled. He had thrown the human amongst the vampires here and he had no intention of stopping any time soon, they would have to wait for a few weeks before the second article was written and published but Harry doubted that anyone would forget.
"Do you think Dumbledore's hiding because everyone knows about him and his secret love?" Jack Sloper a 4th year Gryffindor asked his friend,
"Probably, he was dating the guy he so say defeated, personally, I think Dumbledore just didn't want to share." Harry had took look down to hide his grin. No, they definitely wouldn't forget. Harry walked quickly back up to his rooms after he had eaten, he didn't want his good mood to be ruined by the appearance of Ginny so he left. He threw himself down in his chair with a smile, Harry was beyond pleased with Rita's work and he was going to write with a tip for her. Luna glided in and smirked when she saw him.
"Wow, just wow." She said curling up on the sofa after throwing off her shoes,
"I know, she did an amazing way with words doesn't she?"
"I will never again complain about Rita's writing," Luna agreed, "I cannot begin to comprehend Dumbledore and Grindlewald." She shook her head.
"I know, the whole concept of it is completely inconceivable,"
"It will be topic of conversation for months, especially if you have a follow up." Harry's smirk said it all.
"What have you got up your sleeve Mr Potter-Black?"
"Ah, now that would be a cherished secret Miss Lovegood, you will have to patiently wait for the news to break." Luna mock glared at him.
"Evil," Harry pretended to blush,
"Awh thanks," She rolled her eyes with a laugh.
"What did the Dark Lord think?"
"He was please, practically skipping," Harry told her, "We briefly discussed the article after class,"
"So you don't know what he truly thinks?" She asked with a smirk and a raised eyebrow, Harry returned the look.
"I guess he doesn't, would you care to help me rectify that fact dear sister?"
"Of course brother of mine, if you would kindly take to the shower and then you can be on your way." Harry laughed and did as he was told, he relaxed under the hot water and found his clothes neatly pressed for him on his bed. He put on the dark green skinny jeans and the black tight top, she had laid out flat black daps and his black leather jacket.
"Ray, did you know I love you," Harry told her brightly, "When this is all over, you are living in one of my manors."
"I'll remember that," she replied with a smile,
"I want to meet with everyone tomorrow at around 12, see if you can get to them, Draco and the twins too," She nodded,
"I can do that," Harry leaned down and lightly kissed her cheek.
"I have truly missed my little sister." He murmured before disappearing out of the room, he went straight to Tom's quarters, he placed his hand on the portrait and sent a light pulse of magic through gaining instant access, the perks of being an heir. The Dark Lord was reading sat casually in a black leather chair when he entered, the man didn't even look up and Harry smirked.
"Personally, I believe the article couldn't have possible been better," He commented walking over, "It seems a celebration is in order," Tom marked his page and slowly put his book down, he gracefully stood up and looked at Harry through dark crimson eyes.
"I would have to agree," Harry tilted his head and bit his lip.
"What do you have in mind?" Tom seized him in a heated kiss.
"I can think of many things," Tom stated in a low voice, Harry pulled him back in to the bedroom; it was going to be a very good night.
So what do you think? A bit of Dumbledore's passed revealed and he didn't take it too well. Harry has plans up his sleeve and Dumbledore hasn't seen anything yet! Please let me know what you think, thanks
Jess*