Finally got this chapter finished and posted. I can honestly say that this one almost wanted me to give up, but I wouldn't. Though I am sorry that it took me so longer to finish it. It just didn't want to flow right and I had to re-do it several times.
Now as a heads up I made some changes in order to fit the sorry and I apologize if any of you don't like them. Also the italics are for the telepathy, word emphasis and pensieve memories.
As always happy reading and enjoy!
The remainder of the holiday went by too fast for Harry. It felt as if he had only just left Hogwarts. He now found himself on his way back to King's Cross.
It was just him and his aunt in the car. Severus had gone back the day before. On the drive to the station Harry was nervously twisting his ring. The closer they got to the station the more reluctant he was to leave his aunt. No matter how many times Severus assured that she was protected.
Petunia hated this. Every fiber of her being was telling her to take Harry and run. To get away from Vernon and Dumbledore. They could go to America under different names. Sadly, deep down she knew it was too late. She tried to block her emotions to avoid crying in public.
Harry went through the barrier after hugging his aunt tightly. He hastily wiped the tears away and went off to find Draco. Which wasn't hard to do with a father who was six foot five with platinum blonde hair.
Narcissa hugged him and Mr. Malfoy just gave him a short nod. Draco was babbling about waiting for the others and not getting a compartment. No amount of assurance could get the blonde to calm down.
Ten minutes later their friends showed up. Harry and Lucius loudly let out sighs of relief. They looked at each other and smirked. Everyone else was either confused or shocked. The good humor didn't last long. A loud shrieking voice broke through.
"Get away from that boy right now."
The Slytherins turned and found a group of redheads coming towards them. Harry and his friends groaned in annoyance. Harry saw Lucius grip his cane while glaring at the Weasleys. He decided to finally say something to them.
"Look I don't know who you think you are, but you have no right to speak to them like that."
"Watch your tone and mind your manners." The older woman snapped.
Harry had a slight flashback of his conversation with Quirrell. "My manners are just fine. Your's on the other hand are questionable. I was told that a certain Dark Lord has ways to fix that."
The older woman looked at him in shock and horror. Lucius let out an undignified snort, while Nott Sr. and Mr. Flint joined Harry's friends who were laughing.
Molly Weasley didn't know what to say. Right now all she wanted to do was punish the boy for his impertinent behavior. When the train leaves she was going to contact Albus. As soon as that horrid boy is under Albus' control she was going to teach him a lesson.
"You wretched child. I shall be informing Headmaster Dumbledore about this."
"Go ahead. That old fool can't do anything. He isn't my parent or guardian."
She pointed her finger at him. "Mark my words, boy, if you continue to associate with the likes of them the Wizarding World will shaun you."
Harry smiled at her. "I'll take my chances."
He turned his back on her and looked at Narcissa. "Mrs. Malfoy, my aunt said she would like to talk to you about this summer. She said you can contact her anytime."
"Thank you, dear. Now you boys need to get on the train. Have a nice term and please stay out of trouble." She hugged him and Draco.
"We'll try. I'll make sure Draco writes to you. The same for the others." He said looking at Blaise and Marcus' mothers.
"Thank you Harry. We expect a note from you as well."
"Yes, ma'am. Come on guys."
His friends said a quick goodbye to their parents and followed him. Before he could close the door he heard his name. Harry spotted the Weasley twins coming towards him.
"Can we sit with you?"
"You can as long as you don't act like your mother or brother."
"Don't worry we're..."
"Nothing like them."
"I'm Fred and that's George."
Harry studied them for a minute, then moved to the side. "Nice to meet you. Get inside before your brother shows up."
"Don't worry about Ronnikins."
"He's a bit busy with the Granger girl."
"Better safe than sorry." Harry pulled them in, then locked and warded the compartment.
"What are they doing here?" Draco asked looking unhappy.
"Behave, Dray."
Draco pouted and crossed his arms. "Fine."
"Fred, George meet Draco, Blaise, Marcus and Theo. Guys meet Fred and George."
"How do you tell them apart?" Theo asked.
"Fred's hair is longer. George has a dark freckle above his upper lip." Harry answered for the twins.
"Fred we need to kidnap him."
"Yes. We can't let him give away more secrets."
Harry laughed. "Just because I can tell you apart doesn't mean you need to worry. Besides a lot people will be furious if you kidnap me."
The Slytherins nodded their heads at the twin.
"So I'm wondering, how did your mother handle the news about Dumbledore?"
"Oh she was angry." Fred answered.
"First she was angry at him." George added.
"Then Dumbledore showed up and told her you were suppose to be alone."
"But McGonagall gave Ron and Hermoine detention for skipping class too."
"Mom changed her tune and yelled at Ron and Hermione."
"Dumbledore also told her that you told Lucius Malfoy, who told the governors."
"I didn't tell him. Draco did."
"My father was furious. He still isn't happy. He wanted them to sack Dumbledore. Governor McMillian told father they were going to keep a closer eye on the Headmaster. They are angry about the way he is running the school." Draco explained.
"So how long will he be gone?" Marcus asked.
"The letter said three months." Harry answered.
"Great, three months without a Weasley problem." Blaise commented.
"And Granger." Theo added.
"Moving on," Draco spoke up. "What's the plan for the Quidditch team?"
"To beat Gryffindor and win the cup."
"Please, Gryffindor is going to win this year." Fred defended.
"Slytherin don't stand a chance." George laughed.
"Slytherin will win. We have a secret weapon." Marcus boasted.
"What secret weapon?" Blaise asked looking confused.
Marcus turned and glared at the Italian. "Shut up."
Blaise stuck out his tongue causing the rest of them to laugh. The conversation turned to what the rest of the year will be like. Marcus and twins told the four first years what to expect. Marcus also told the twins what to expect for the rest of third year. The twins in turn told them who was going to be their first prank victim. They refuse to tell what the prank would be.
When the train pulled into the station, the twins left the group to find their friend Lee. The ride to the school was unusually quiet. Dinner was a loud affair. All the students were talking about their holiday. They were so wrapped up in their conversation none of them noticed the missing Headmaster. Just before they could leave McGonagall stood up.
"I have announcement to make. As some of you have noticed that the Headmaster isn't here. I regret to inform you that Headmaster Dumbledore has been suspended for a few months, due to some not so bold actions. Now school will continue as normal and all rules still stand. If there are any problems you are to see your Head of House as usual. Also as a reminder, any rule breaking will result in detention and lost of points, for all students. That is all, good night."
Before leaving with his friends, Harry looked at Severus. The older man turned from his conversation with McGonagall to look at him.
Good night, Sev.
Good night, Harry. See you in the morning.
Harry smiled and ran off to catch up with his friends. After each one sent owl they broke in Harry's new poker set.
Throughout the following weeks, Harry and the students at Hogwarts were tired. It had seem that the teachers waited until the end to give out more work. The workload doubles every week.
The only thing that makes it bearable is Quidditch. There was only five games left. The second game changed it all for Slytherin.
It was in the middle of the match. Slytherin and Hufflepuff were tied with hundred points. Hufflepuff's Seeker Cedric Diggory and Slytherin's Seeker Christopher Yaxley went head to head several times during the game. Each one came close to catching the golden ball, but the small thing eluded them.
Diggory was on the other side of the field when Yaxley spotted the Snitch again. The Slytherin Seeker tried to get it without alerting the other boy, but he wasn't successful. To slow Yaxley down and help their teammate, both Hufflepuff Beaters sent Bludgers in Yaxley's direction.
Yaxley managed to catch the golden ball. Just as Madam Hooch blew her whistle, the Bludgers slammed into Yaxley at the same time. One hit his head while the other slammed into his back. Yaxley fell off his broom and dropped quickly to the ground. Even in the middle of celebrating everyone saw it happen. All at once several teachers saved the seventh year from a two hundred foot fall.
When the Slytherin House and Snape reached him, they found the Seeker unconscious. Severus levitated his student and as quickly as he could made his way to the hospital wing. Every member of his house followed behind him.
Madam Pomfrey was not happy when she heard what had happened. After shooing the Slytherin house out, she ran the diagnostic. The injured seventh year had a cracked skull, a concussion, several broken ribs and a bruised kidney. She definitely did not want him playing Quidditch anymore.
Poppy gave him the pain potion first, then she healed the concussion, the kidney and his skull. She waited fifteen minutes to give him the Skel-grow for his ribs. Poppy was going to keep him for a few days. She wanted to be sure that there was no lasting damage. She hated Quidditch. For years she and the other doctors have been trying to get them to change the rules.
Christopher Yaxley woke up feeling stiff and sore. Judging by the smell he knew he was in the hospital wing. After coming to that conclusion he felt both relieved and upset. He wanted to finish his last year, but he was tired of ending up in the hospital wing.
For the last six years, more than half of his game always ended with him waking up here. After this one the choice was out of his hands.
"Ah, good you're up." Madam Pomfrey said walking out of her office.
"How bad was it?"He asked sitting up.
"Broken ribs, fractured skull, bruised kidney and a concussion. The teachers saved you from the fall."
"Have you told my parents yet?"
"No not yet. Headmistress McGonagall wanted to wait until you woke up."
"Thank you."
Madam Pomfrey nodded. "How do you feel?"
"Sore. How long will it last?"
"Give it another day. The potion to heal your ribs is still working."
"When can I leave?"
"After we talk to your parents. I'll also need to run another test. Mr. Yaxley, you were really lucky. Now I'm not allowed to tell you to quit..."
"Don't worry, Madam Pomfrey," He interrupted. "I won't be playing again. My parents told me that if I ended up here again, then I would have to quit."
"Is that what you want?" She inquired.
"I would have liked to play my last season, but I hate waking up here after every game. I'll talk to Marcus and find a replacement. The free time will be used to focus on my NEWTs."
"Sounds like you thought this through. Are you hungry?"
"I have. And yes I am."
"Okay. I'll call a house elf then inform the Headmistress and Professor Snape."
"Thank you."
Severus was having a busy morning. Just before breakfast he had a short meeting with Minerva, Poppy and the Yaxleys. That led to a meeting with his snakes. Needless to say none of them were happy.
After lunch he checked on his wards. When everything looked untouched he went to the staff meeting. There he learned that Minerva was going to make a lot of changes.
"What is going to happen when Albus comes back?" Professor Vector asked.
"We all need to come to a decision that everyone can agree on." Minerva answered.
An hour of debating later, they all decided to have meetings without Dumbledore. In the end they knew that the older man had changed and not in a good way. Each of them minus Severus had questioned the sanity and competence of their Headmaster.
Severus sent Harry and Madam Bones an owl after the staff meeting. When the younger boy showed up in his quarters they flooed to Malfoy Manor. From there he told Harry that they were going to meet Madam Bones.
Amelia Bones couldn't figure out what surprised her more-the letter from Severus Snape, the meeting taking place at Malfoy Manor or that Harry Potter was involved. No, none of those were more surprising than Snape telling her that he wanted Sirius Black released.
"Mr. Snape, I can't just release a prisoner."
"I have proof that he was unlawfully incarcerated."
"I'll review this evidence then talk to the Minister and Head Auror. If it admissible enough we'll present it in front of the Wizengamot."
"Madam Bones, you may want to rethink that after you see everything." Harry replied.
"Mr. Potter, I know Sirius Black is your godfather, but nothing you say or anything I see will change my mind. Releasing a prisoner has to go through certain channels. I'm sorry."
"Amelia just review the evidence first." Lucius spoke to ease the tension.
"Fine."
Severus pulled out several vials while Lucius got out his pensieve. Harry was watching all the adults. From what he could see the Malfoys were the only ones who were calm. Madam Bones looked nervous and out of place. Sev also looked nervous. Harry knew that his mate just wanted everything to work out for his sake.
"Do you mind if Messrs. Potter and Malfoy join us?" Severus asked as he emptied the vials into the pensieve.
"Not at all. Are you sure Mr. Potter should see these?"
"He already knows what they contain. We will answer all your questions after you've seen the memories."
"Very well."
The four of them stood around the golden disk. One by one they let the memories pull them inside. To Harry it felt like he was sinking, until everything stopped moving and the shapes became clear.
The first memory brought them to Dumbledore's office. Standing around the room was the Headmaster, Molly Weasley and someone who looked like a muggle gypsy.
"That's Sibyll Trelawney." Severus responded when he saw the confusion on Harry's face. He himself felt confused when he first saw the memory.
"Albus, do you think he took the bait?"
"Don't fret, my dear. Voldemort will fall for it. He won't pass up the opportunity to prove how powerful he is."
"But is he evil enough to go after a baby?"
"Molly, stop worrying. Voldemort won't care if it is a child. His ego will blind him of that fact. Trust me."
"I do. I will always trust you."
"Headmaster, why am I here?" Trelawney spoke reminding the other two that she was there.
"You need to finalize the paperwork before you start teaching."
When Trelawney's back was turned, Molly Weasley extracted her wand. The Weasley matriarch performed Obliviate on the unsuspecting woman. Dumbledore helped the unconscious woman into a chair, then took his wand out and the casted the Legilimen.
"You got it all." He replied after he left the woman's head.
Molly smiled. "I had a good teacher. Did everything go as planned?"
"Yes. Snape got to hear the first half. He probably told Voldemort already. Fudge is going to let me into the Department of Mysteries. I told him I wanted to change the name on the prophecy to protect the child."
"Get someone else to do it. You don't want this to lead back to you, if something goes wrong."
"Excellent thinking, my dear. I'll imperious a department employee to make the changes then erase my presence from their minds and Fudge's."
"Which child will he go after?"
"Potter. The child will be a half-blood like him."
"So what is your plan?"
"I'm going to put them in hiding, then I'll imperious Black and Lupin to get them to tell the Potters to use Pettigrew. I'll have to imperious the Potters to agree."
"Why Peter? I still don't see why you even want to waste your time doing all of this."
"I have to or other might ask questions. As for Pettigrew, he works for Voldemort. He will make sure that his master knows where the Potters are. I'll put a suggestion in Black's head. So once everything is done, he'll go after Pettigrew."
"You could just let Black and Lupin stay with the Potters. You-Know-Who can kill them all and save you the headache."
"Now Molly as nice as that sounds, I simply can't let that happen. I may them at another time. Lupin especially."
"Fine, just as long as you know what you are doing."
The scene before them faded. Seconds later they found themselves still in the Headmaster's office. This time Dumbledore and Molly Weasley weren't alone.
"Those are Order members. That's Arthur Weasley next to Molly. The rough looking guy is Alastor Moody, next to him is Kingsley Shacklebolt. Sitting down is Lupin and Augusta Longbottom. Standing next to them is Mundungus Fletcher and Eliphas Doge." Severus explained to Harry.
Several Hogwarts teachers-McGonagall, Flickwick, Vector, Sprout and Pomfrey were there. Also in the room was Fudge, Severus, and Hagrid. Everyone saved for Fletcher, Dumbledore and Molly Weasley looked solemn. Fletcher looked jumpy and uncomfortable. Dumbledore was trying to keep a sad look on his face, but every once in awhile a small smile would appear. Molly had a tissue covering the lower half of her face, but her eyes showed humor and disbelief.
"How could this happen?" Lupin shakily asked.
"They were betrayed." Dumbledore answered calmly. "I know you don't want to hear this, but we believe it was Sirius."
Lupin's head shot up. Harry had moved and saw the glare and calculating look. For the first time he believed that his uncles never trusted the Headmaster.
"No. That's not true. Sirius loved James and Lily. He loved our cub too. Besides Sirius was with me all night."
"Are you sure?" Moody gruffly asked.
"Yeah, I'm sure. We were at Murray's Pub drowning our sorrows. Not being able to see our cub was hell on us. After the bartender threw us out at eleven, we apparated back to my place. That was followed by drunken sex on the couch and again in the bedroom. At one Fabian and Gideon Prewett was pounding on the door."
"That's some story. Can someone back that up?" Dumbledore replied.
"Yes. Murray was the bartender. You can probably ask Madam Bones because we were in a Muggle area when we apparated. My memories and Sirius' can confirm the sex. Fabian and Gideon will tell you that Sirius was naked when he answered the door."
"What?! You're lying. My brothers don't know where you live or know you personally. Besides they were tracking the Lestrange brothers last night." Molly ranted.
"Fabian and Gideon weren't tracking the Lestrange brothers." Kingsley responded. "Rodolphus and his brother were arrested that afternoon. Aurors charged them for the torture of Frank and Alice Longbottom."
"You're lying! If they were arrested we would have heard about it." Molly yelled.
"Shacklebolt isn't lying. I was there when they put them on the boat." Moody defended. "I was also there when two other Aurors were interrogating Bellatrix Black for the same crime as her husband and brother-in-law."
Molly looked at Dumbledore. "Albus, is that true?"
"I haven't received an owl. So I don't know." He looked disapprovingly at the two Aurors.
"Its true. I signed the paperwork myself to put them in Azkaban." Fudge replied.
Dumbledore glared at the Minister. "Why wasn't I informed?" His voice was tight as he controlled his anger.
"There was no trial and we didn't want the public to know. We didn't want You-Know-Who to know."
The memory Severus snorted. "Believe me, he knew."
They all looked at him in disbelief. Severus just gave them a bored look in return. Harry looked at the real Severus, who looked at him and smirked.
"What is wrong with you people?" Augusta Longbottom spoke in disgust. "Two of our members were just murdered. A child lost his parents. You people want to sit around discussing who's telling the truth and talking about your sex life. Right now you all are as bad as You-Know-Who. And for Merlin's sake, Molly, shut your damn trap. I know for a fact that your damn brothers were at the Hog's Head at two in the afternoon. In case you forgot, you are their younger sister. They don't answer to you." The older woman finished her venting with a glare. She also ignored the glare Molly gave her.
"Lady Longbottom is right. Albus, where is the Potter boy?" Fudge asked.
"He was sent to his muggle aunt and uncle."
Lupin jumped to his feet. "What the hell are you talking about?! You know damn well that Lily didn't want Harry going to them. Her sister hates magic. The guardian list was made. Sirius and Alice are the godparents. If both are unable then I share guardianship with Severus. After us is Lady Longbottom, Andromeda Tonks, Minerva, Vance and Bones. As you can see Severus and I are able to take him."
"Remus, you can't possibly care for a child. What will you do during the full moon? Severus can't care for the child because he will be out doing Order business." Dumbledore replied. The twinkle was absent from his eyes.
"Andromeda and Lady Longbottom can watch him. The four of us planned everything out. My wolf recognizes Harry as his cub. No harm will come to him. If anything Moony and I will protect him until our dying breath. Now tell where he is." Remus demanded.
"I'm sorry but I will not. Harry will remain with his aunt and uncle."
"You fucking bastard!" Lupin snarled. "That's not your call to make. Moody, I want him arrested for kidnapping and breaking a magical binding contract."
Dumbledore laughed. "You can't have me arrested for something you won't remember."
Albus took out his wand and casted the body bind on everyone. One by one he Obliviated everyone-minus Molly Weasley. He saved Lupin for last. With a sadistic smile he pointed his wand at the werewolf. "I should kill you. You and that bastard Black are nothing but trouble. Sadly I can't without risking my magic. You won't remember anyways. I'll make sure you never see the Potter brat again."
Lupin's eyes widen in fear. Unable to move he was helpless to Dumbledore's Obliviate. When the memory was sealed and replaced, the Headmaster released everyone.
"What are you going to do about him?" Molly asked in disgust.
"Shove a strong compulsion potion down his throat and send him to Greyback's territory. Maybe I'll get lucky and Greyback will kill him."
"Did things go as planned with Black?"
Dumbledore smiled. "Better actually. Black has been falsely accused of doing something someone else did. I made sure that they sent him straight to Azkaban. If I can get the Potter brat under my control everything will go smoothly."
"When will you start controlling the boy?" She changed the subject.
"I'll put the spell on his letter. He'll obey before he steps foot in Hogwarts. You have eleven years to make sure your Ron is completely under your control."
Molly smiled. "I'll tell you are secret. The reason I stayed home was because I'm pregnant again. I went to St. Mungo's to confirm. I'm far enough along to know the sex-it's a girl. I'll tell Arthur and the boys. They'll ignore Ron for the majority of the time to make things easier. The bonus is having my daughter on my side."
"Congratulations again, my dear. Now let's pretend to sleep so no one suspects anything."
"Don't forget to stop Pomfrey from scanning everyone."
Albus nodded. The two sat down, slumped in their chairs and closed their eyes. Again the memory faded.
When the next memory started Harry and the others found themselves in a kitchen.
"We're at the Burrow. The Weasley house." Severus informed the others.
Sitting at the table was Molly and Dumbledore. Both looked like they were waiting for something. That something walked in seconds later-Arthur Weasley.
"Molly, have you seen my hat?"
"Its in your office on the back of the door." Arthur nodded and left the room.
"Why didn't he just use magic?"
"We're teaching the children not to rely on magic for everything. Besides when the children are home there is an anti-magic charm in place. We caught the twins trying to get Ron to make an Unbreakable Vow."
"I see. Do they know that you use magic all the time?"
"Like I told my children. I use magic for the cooking and cleaning. Taking care of a nine person household is too much for one person."
"Sorry Molly. I didn't mean to offend you."
Molly nodded her head. "Its alright."
Arthur walked back in after that. "I'll be home in time for dinner. Could you remind the twins that its their turn to tend the garden?"
"Of course, dear. Have a nice day at work."
Arthur kissed Molly's cheek, then looked at Dumbledore. "Always nice to see you Albus. Sorry I have to leave so soon."
"Quite understandable. We'll catch up another time." The two shook hands. Arthur left again. The sound of the floo was heard briefly before silence filled the house.
"Why are you here?"
"Where are the children?"
"My aunt has Percy, Ron and Ginny. The twins are at the Diggory's."
"Alright. I came to check on your progress with Ronald and Ginerva."
"Oh, well you'll be happy to hear that the older boys doesn't really include Ron in their games. As for Ginny, they'll do anything she ask. Have you heard anything from Arabella?"
"No. I'm not worried. Petunia spent eighteen years hating Lily and magic. She married someone who shares her views. Things will go as planned." Dumbledore's voice was filled with confidence.
"Any news on Black and Lupin?"
"Black is still sane. Although that won't last. I got the guards to send dementors three times a day. As for Lupin, sadly, he's still alive. I don't know how he managed that."
"Doesn't matter. As long as he is away from the Potter brat." Molly spoke in disgust. "You know, there are a lot of questionable thoughts about all of them."
Dumbledore chuckled. "I know. None of it happened at Hogwarts. They were always watched during the full moon. I wasn't going to have any of that nonsense going on in my school."
Lucius and Severus coughed to hide their laughter. Madam Bones glared at them. Harry shook head and turned his focus back to the memory. Harry wondered how long they've had this relationship. His Slytherin side wondered what would happen if her husband and children found out. He'll ask Severus later.
Dumbledore and Molly had turned their conversation towards Hogwarts.
"What's your plan for his first year?"
"Getting him under my control. I need you to prepare Ronald. Tell the boy that he is going to be Harry Potter's best friend. In order for that to happen he needs to make sure that Harry picks Gryffindor. We mustn't let him sort into any other house, especially Slytherin."
"I agree. If Lucius Malfoy finds out that Harry Potter is a Slytherin, he won't hesitate to write up a marriage contract for his brat Draco."
"That will never happen. When they are all in school together, I'm going to make sure the rivalry runs deep."
"Not too deep. You still need Slytherin's magic."
The memory faded. Instead of a new one, several short and quick ones showed. It reminded Harry of a video tape being fast-forwarded. They were fast but still slow enough to see what happens.
Some showed Dumbledore torturing Sirius. Others were like the first three-Molly and Dumbledore together. When the last memory finished, the four of them left the pensieve. Narcissa was waiting with tea.
"Can you get Black released?" Severus asked.
"I'll see what I can do. I can't believe Albus Dumbledore is worst than You-Know-Who. How did this happen?"
"From my understanding it started after his sister was born. In his memories, Ariana used magic at two weeks. Dumbledore Sr. told his sons that she was the only one to do so in the history of magic. The Headmaster was jealous of that. So he tried to kill her. He only succeeded in damaging her mentally. After that he made it his life's mission to eliminate everyone more powerful than him. That's why all the classes are too basic and never change."
"Was Grindelwald really evil?"
"No. Dumbledore said that because Gellert turned down his advances. Well that and he was powerful. Dumbledore didn't kill him because he still had feelings for him. Every other month Dumbledore pays Gellert a visit. Also Tom Riddle wasn't evil until after he met Dumbledore."
Amelia gave him a surprised look. "Really?"
"Yeah. Now he thinks Harry is powerful. And before you ask, yes Harry is indeed powerful. According to his aunt he was transfiguring at three. Draco is powerful as well."
Amelia thought about everything she has heard and seen. It was a lot to process, but she'll look at it as a professional. This has opened her eyes and she was seeing everything in a completely different light. If Albus Dumbledore was this evil, then was Voldemort as evil as Dumbledore told them? What else has he lied about?
She shook her thoughts away and looked at the others. Amelia straightened her back, tugged her blazer in place, and cleared her throat.
"I need to know, did Dumbledore succeed in getting control of Harry?"
"No. When I learned of his plan I contacted Harry's aunt. I told her not to let Harry touch the envolope until I can't there to take the spells off of it." Severus lied.
Amelia nodded. "Okay less paperwork for me. Now this is off topic but I have to ask. Do you need my help drawing up a betrothal contract between Harry and Draco?"
"NO!" Severus and Lucius yelled. Harry and Narcissa looked at their other half then looked at each other before laughing. Or giggling on Narcissa's part.
Amelia blinked several times. They all looked at each other before settling themselves down and looking back at her. Each one had humor and secrecy in their eyes. First she was intrigued, but when they didn't offer any explanation she narrowed her eyes. It didn't work. She inaudibly huffed in frustration.
"Sorry about that Amelia. Lucius and I vowed long ago that Draco won't be forced."
"Okay. Well I should get going. I'll owl you when I find a way."
"Thank you." Harry replied. She gave him a small smile before nodding and leaving.
"I'll check on the progress and let you know. Do you want me to send someone to Azkaban?"
"That's a good idea. Do you know anyone who will be willing to go?"
Lucius smirked. "I'll find someone."
Severus rolled his eyes. He knew that person wasn't going to be willing. After all Lucius Malfoy didn't become the Dark Lord's second just for his looks and brains. Strike that, co-second, seeing as he shares that spot with his blonde friend.
"No one is safe as long as Dumbledore walks free." Harry announced.
Severus blinked his thoughts away. Harry did have a point. There was several things he wanted to do. Things that could both keep him protected and hurt anyone involved.
"He's right, Severus."
"I know. Right now we can't do much. Dumbledore is a major player in this. Madam Bones believes the truth. Fudge, the Order members, the staff, and the rest of the Wizarding World won't see it. Two Death Eaters and a child will hardly make an impact."
"So we'll get them to see the truth. The children could help. They know more than any adult because they are often overlooked and underestimated." Narcissa added.
"Mrs. Malfoy is right. Fred and George Weasley sat with us in the train. They know something is going on between the Headmaster and their mother."
"No, absolutely not. I don't want anymore children involved. I don't even want Harry in this, but there isn't any other way."
"Severus is right," Lucius drawled. "Involving the children is too dangerous. Dumbledore has used and manipulated enough children. We need to find some other way."
"The staff," Severus spoke looking like a lightbulb went off. "McGonagall, Flitwick and Sprout know that something is different. Minerva probably knows more, since she spends the most time with him. Filius and Pomona are observant, not much get past their attention. If I can get them to see the truth, they can help get the others on our side."
"I can help with Fudge and the Ministry. Just a few choice words will have the Minister looking and listening closely." Lucius offered.
"What about the Order?" Narcissa asked.
"If McGonagall is on our side she'll help convince them. Arthur Weasley might be a little harder than the others. After all his wife is Dumbledore's confident and accomplice. I need to know when that happened."
Lucius knew a way. "I can use Legilimen on Arthur. He might know something. You work on Molly during the meetings." He looked at Severus.
Severus nodded. "Good plan. We'll meet and discuss our progress when the term is over."
"Agreed." Lucius replied.
Harry looked at the clock. "Sev we need to go."
"Right. Send an owl if something happens."
"I will." The two men shook hands.
Narcissa hugged Harry. "Do me a favor and tell Draco to be careful."
"Of course." Harry gave the older woman an appalled look. He wouldn't let anything happen to his friends. "I'm sorry Draco couldn't come today. Sev said it wouldn't be safe until Dray can put up an occlude shield properly."
"Sev is right, but no worries. Thank you for looking out for him and the others. Keep yourself safe as well. I may only be your friend's mother but I'll find a way to punish you if you put yourself in danger."
Harry smirked. "I'm always safe. So you won't need to find any suitable punishment for me."
Narcissa just shook her head. Lucius and Severus rolled their eyes. More good-byes were exchanged then Harry and Sev stepped into the fireplace.
They were surprised to have an audience when they stepped into the living room. Harry could tell that his mate was not pleased. In the room was Harry's friends and the Quidditch team.
"Why are you all here? And you better have a good reason or it's detention and points." Severus spoke in a displeased tone.
Marcus stepped forward. "Draco and the others told me about Harry's natural ability on a broom. We wanted to ask if you would allow him to tryout for the Seeker position."
"No." Severus curtly replied. He walked away from the group and into his personal lab.
Everyone looked unhappy and dejected. Harry kept his friends from yelling. He didn't want any of them to disrespect Sev. As he saw them out he gave them all a small smile and promised to talk to Severus. Draco wanted to stay, but he knew this was between his godfather and friend.
Severus heard the portrait close a minute later. He kept his back to the door and waited. He knew what coming. Through the bond, he knew Harry was close.
Harry had made sure the room was spotless and nothing was out of place. He then walked into the lab and stared at Severus' back. He understood the refusal; it still hurt to hear the no. He wanted to know Sev's real reason. So he crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame.
"Sev, you upset them. You could have at least told them you'd think about it first."
Severus kept his back to Harry. "There is nothing to think about. So there is no sense in delaying the inevitable."
Harry sighed softly. "Tell me why."
"Its too dangerous." Severus spoke through clenched teeth. He was trying to hold on to his temper. He shouldn't have to explain himself to a child. Mate or no mate, he was still the adult and Harry was the child.
Harry snorted. "Potion making is dangerous too and you still do it. You teach the subject."
He was close to exploding. "I've been making potions for a long time. It's no longer dangerous for me."
"That's not true." Harry replied. He was starting to hate looking at the older man's back. "Turn around and look at me!" He snapped.
Severus bit the inside of his cheek. He turned to face his mate.
"There is nothing else to discuss. I suggest you get to the common room before you miss curfew."
Harry shook his head. "There is plenty more to discuss. Severus, you have to let me make my own choices."
"Not when it comes to doing something dangerous!" Severus snapped. "Do you know how many times a player ends up in the hospital wing?"
"I have a good guess."
"No you don't. Harry, Yaxley played for six years. He ended up in the hospital wing almost every game. That's more than the Keeper and the Chasers. You aren't playing. Besides as a reminder you have too many potions in your system. Some of them won't react well with medical potions or spells. And you have Quirrell wanting you dead, in case you've forgotten."
"So I'll be careful. I won't let Madam Pomfrey do anything without your approval first. And I trust you to handle Quirrell. Please, Sev, let me do this."
Severus looked at his mate. He knew Harry was right. He needed to let him make his own choices. It was hard to do that when some of those choices were dangerous.
Severus closed his eyes and let out a heavy sigh. "Alright. You can play. Just be careful."
Harry gave him a wide smile and a quick hug. "Thank you. I need to go tell the others."
"Harry, try not to make a habit of this. I don't want the others to think they can use you to get what they want. Or think something inappropriate is going on."
"Of course, Sev. I don't want that either. I'll see you later."
Severus heard the portrait close. He sat down on the stool and thought about what happened. He was going to be in trouble if Harry can talk him into anything. That needed to change, sooner rather than later. He tabled the idea and went to work. He had potions to make.
The Slytherin House threw a small celebration when Harry told them he could try out. He spent most of the night talking to Marcus and the team. Yaxley gave him some pointers on how to avoid the Bludgers.
"Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't. The team you need to watch out for the most is the Gryffindors. They're relentless and ruthless."
Harry thanked him for the advice. He left the team and went off to find his friends. He needed to know if they were alright with him playing.
When he found them he sat next to Draco. "Are you three alright with me playing?"
"Of course we are, Harry. We're the ones who told Marcus." Draco answered.
"I just wanted to make sure. I know you three want to play as well."
"We'll play next year. Along with Yaxley, two of the chasers and the keeper are seventh years. So relax." Theo assured him.
"Okay. Thanks for telling Marcus."
"Anytime. Besides you would've done the same for us." Blaise replied. Draco and Theo nodded in agreement.
They spent the rest of the night talking about which broom Harry should get. Before going to bed they sent off their owls. Harry told his aunt the good news.
Harry was grateful that he knew everything for the year. It made it easier for him to finish his work and help his friends. Getting all of it done faster gave him more time to practice. Harry practiced after classes and after dinner.
After a week of practice Marcus told him he was ready. The next day after classes Harry found himself in the locker room suiting up for his first game. Harry's nerves were getting to him as he walked out onto the field with the team. The nervous feeling worsen as he looked at everyone in the stands.
"Breathe and focus on the game." Marcus advised him.
Harry nodded. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths to settle his nerves. When he opened his eyes he was ready for the game. Madam Hooch told them to mound their brooms and kick-off. She looked around, then tossed the Quaffle and blew her whistle.
From his point of view, one of the Gryffindor Chasers caught the ball. All the players went into action. Harry and the other seeker flew around looking for the Snitch. As the game went on Harry spotted the ball several times, but lost sight each time he had to dodge a Bludger.
He had just caught sight of it again. Without hesitation Harry went after it. His hand was an inch away. Just and he stretched his hand out and his fingertips brushed the ball, his broom started jerking. Harry gave up on the Snitch and grasped his broom.
Since the game had started, Severus never once took his eyes off Harry. If he was honest, he would say that his godson was right. Harry was a natural. So far the game was great. Harry had managed to avoid the Bludgers and Slytherins were thirty points ahead.
Severus was sitting in front of Quirrell. He wanted to be able to hear him if the other man started hexing. None of that prepared him when he saw Harry's broom trying to buck him off. He pushed the shock away and tried to calm him racing heart, then he started on the counter-curse.
Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger were watching the game and cheering on the Gryffindors. Or rather Ron was watching and Hermione was reading and listening to his play by play. Ron had divided his attention between the game and Potter. Every so often he would mutter insults, but when the broom went wonky he got an idea.
"Mione, look."
"What, Ronald?"
"Potter's broom is trying to knock him off."
Hermione put her book aside and looked at Potter. Ron was right.
"Someone is cursing his broom." She whispered to Ron.
"Oh this is perfect. If we help Potter, that will put him in our debt."
She gave him a look mixed look of shock and surprised. This was different from the hot-headed and careless boy she had a crush on. Immediately she shook her thoughts away and focused on what was now happening.
"We need to find who is doing it."
Ron nodded and used the binocular to search the stands. When he got to the teacher's stand he spotted Snape looking at Potter with stony concentration. He was surprised to see it. It was unbelievable, here he thought that Potter was Snape's favorite.
"Mione, its Snape. Look." He whispered and handed her the binocular.
She snatched them out of his hand and looked for herself. He was right. Snape was trying to kill his favorite student. If only the Headmaster was there.
She looked back at Ron. "What do we do?"
"Find a way to stop him." Ron suggested.
An idea popped in her head. "I know what to do. Keep watching."
Ron nodded and watched her rushed towards the stairs. He turned to watch Potter holding onto his broom. Hermione moved as fast as she could. Without any hesitation she casted the fire charm on the hem of Snape's robe as soon she found him. After making sure the fire was done right she ran back to the Gryffindor's stand.
One minute he was trying to keep his mate on that insufferable broom, and the next he was stamping out the fire that was burning his robe. If he ever find out who did it he was going to make them pay. He didn't become the Dark Lord's second right hand man for his looks.
After the fire was out, Severus caught Quirrell straightening his robes and turban. Feeling a little bit satisfied he turned his attention back to the game. His second heart attack happened as he watch the incorrigible brat perform a nose-dive after the Snitch. Oh when he gets that boy alone. Despite all that he felt a strong sense of pride when Harry held up the golden ball.
"Give Mr. Potter my congratulations, Severus. And forgive me saying this but he did look a little like James at the moment." Minerva smiled.
Severus resisted rolling his eyes. "I'll be sure to. You're right he did, so please don't encourage him further."
"No promises, Severus. I'll see you at breakfast tomorrow."
Severus just nodded and watched her walk away. He looked back at Harry, watching the younger boy celebrate with his house. The scene showed Severus that there was no way he could take this away from his mate. He now had to make a potion or two that Harry can take if he gets injured during a game. Severus wanted the boy around for a long time.
Harry couldn't believe that he had won his first game. Nor could he believe that he almost swallowed the ball. Nobody was going to let him forget that anytime soon. His friends and his housemates ran towards him. Everyone congratulated him. They were also talking about a party in the common room. Harry knew that they weren't going to let him back out of it.
He celebrated for an hour. The adrenaline of the game was wearing off and he was starting to feel exhausted. Harry didn't want to sleep until after he talks to Severus about what happened.
He found Draco and told the blonde he was going for a walk. Draco reminded him to be back before curfew and to be safe. Harry nodded and left the common room. He looked around and then casted the notice-me-not. He quickly made his way to Severus' rooms.
First he knocked and then gave the portrait the password. Harry closed the portrait and put up the wards after checking to see if Severus was the only one there. Then he dropped the charm and called out to his mate. The older man walked out of his lab.
"Harry, what are you doing here?"
"I can't sleep until after we talked about what happened at the game. Are you too busy?"
"I'm never too busy for you." Severus declared. He sat down on the couch and waited patiently for Harry.
Harry was unsure of what to do. He waited another minute before sitting on the couch next to Severus. He pressed himself against warm and firm side of the older man. It was then when all the tension left him and he broke down.
Severus hid his surprise when Harry pressed against him. When the boy started crying he was unsure of what to do. So he did what Harry did for his aunt, hugged him tightly and let him cry. Despite their connection, he was pleased that the younger male felt safe and trusted him enough to drop his guard to show this kind of emotion. Then there was his possessive side, it made him want to hide Harry from the rest of the world. To make sure that nothing and no one could ever make his mate cry again.
Harry cried until there were no more tears left. He felt better now that he got it all out. It was everything from that letter to the game, he was thankful that he had Severus. Without him Harry would still be holding it all in.
With a deep breath, he wiped away the tears and looked at the man next to him. He saw the fierce and caring look in those dark eyes. It made him feel safe.
"Thank you, Sev."
"You don't need to thank me. It part of being mates. I'll be here whenever you need me. Just like I know you will be here to listen and to keep me calm and collected. To help me make reasonable choices. We'll support each other and get through anything the world throws at us."
He pressed even closer and closed eyes. "You were right about the game being dangerous. I won't argue if you want me to quit. The House might be upset but it won't matter because I'm leaving it up for you to decide."
"Harry, I'm not going to make you quit. I saw the look on your face when you were playing. Before the broom incident you looked happy and carefree. I couldn't bring myself to take that away from you. We'll just have to make sure that something like this doesn't happen again. Also I would appreciate it if you didn't do anymore daring stunts like that nose-dive."
Harry laughed. "Alright, I'll try to refrain from doing daring stunts. Was it Quirrell?" He asked changing the subject.
"I think so."
"What stopped the broom?"
"If it was Quirrell, it might've been when I found out I was on fire."
"WHAT?! Why were you on fire?"
"I don't know, but I do intend on finding out who did it. Anyways when I found out about the fire I jumped up and knocked Quirrell backwards. That would have broken his concentration on your broom."
"We need a plan now. He needs to be gone before Dumbledore gets back and before he tries to kill us."
"I know. Getting rid of him will be easy. Dumbledore will be hard. We will need to do something that can fool the old man for the last month of school."
Harry thought about it. He went through his brain and every book he has ever read. It was then that he found the solution they were looking for.
"Polyjuice."
"It could work, but at the game when Quirrell was straightening his turban I saw that he was bald. The potion only works if we had a hair."
"No it works if we use DNA of the other person. Hair is just the easiest to get. We need to get his saliva, blood or skin."
Severus didn't think he could have more prouder of his mate. Even if there was a small part of him that was worried about the boy's intelligence. If the wrong people found out they wouldn't hesitate to take him and use him or act like Dumbledore and fear him. The latter was the more likely scenario. The Wizarding World would mark him as dark and evil and treat him like the Dark Lord. Severus couldn't let that happen, which is why Dumbledore needed to be taken care of. If the world could see that Dumbledore is the evil one, then they won't fear others who are powerful.
"It seems like you have a plan. Tell me, what exactly do you intend to do with the Polyjuice?"
Harry smiled. "We'll find someone to be Quirrell. Like you said it's only for a month. Dumbledore will be too busy plotting my demise to pay attention to a fake Quirrell. Do you know someone who can be here and not raise suspicions for their absence?"
Severus thought about it. He knew several people. Lucius was his number one choice, but his friend had his businesses and the Ministry. Nott Sr. and Flint Sr. worked in the Ministry so their absence would be noticeable. Then he thought about the wives. Lady Zabini had too many organizations that needed her attention, and Lady Flint was a nurse.
"Narcissa." He announced to Harry. "She helps Lady Zabini but other than that no one would question her absence. It might take some convincing to get Lucius to agree."
"Maybe not. Your floo is connected. He can come and visit or stay with her. Like I said, Dumbledore will be too busy not to notice. I hate to say this but Draco can't know. He and the others minus Marcus can't shield their minds against Dumbledore. Their minds are targets because we're friends. Draco can be told after school is over."
"I know, Harry. You're friends will start their lessons this summer. I'm hoping that it won't take long for them to shield properly. Maybe you can help me."
"Anything. What do you want me to do?"
"I want you to get them to meditate. Remember clearing the mind helps put the shield up faster and keeping it in place."
"I can do that. We'll cut our poker games short and meditate before going to bed."
"I'm happy that you have you're friends. I shudder to think of you'll be like if I hadn't interfered."
"I don't think about it. Knowing Weasley and Granger's true colors is enough to scare me into not thinking about it."
"Wise decision. Now that we talked about the game and made a plan for Quirrell, you need to get back to the dorms."
"Right." Harry got up and walked to the door. He turned and looked back at Sev. "What about the stone?"
"We'll take care of that next weekend."
Harry nodded and left after they said good night to each other. He made it back without a run in with Filch or another teacher. The common room was empty as were the other rooms. Draco and guys were in the room finishing up their game. After assuring them that he was fine they left. He and Draco followed their nightly routine before going to sleep. Things weren't going to be as easy as they planned.
For anyone who is questioning Fabian and Gideon's appearance, they were able to tell Sirius and Remus before their fight with Dolohov and the other Death Eaters.
I hope you all liked this chapter and I'll get started on the next one shortly. There are two more chapters left for the first year.