Sorry for the long wait. I've been helping my sister prepare for my nephew's arrival. The adorable boy made his way into this world on the 20th of October. After the excitement settled down I was finally able to finish this chapter and a chapter for Sometimes the Past Comes Back (A CM fic with an eventual Hotch/Reid.) Which will be posted later this week.

I apologize for the rambling. I hope you all like this surprising and fluff filled crazy chapter.

As always happy reading and enjoy!

His vacation wasn't panning out the way he thought it would. The longer he was away from the castle the more anxious he was to get back. If only he could, but he can't. The damn governors told him that if he stepped foot inside they'll sack him. Oh how he will take great joy in getting rid of them.

So here he was sitting in the Minister's waiting room. The damn secretary told him he had to wait. Albus Dumbledore waits for no one, people wait for him. The only reason he was sitting out here is because Lucius bloody Malfoy is in that office. The Merlin damned Death Eater wasn't worth causing a scene over. At least not yet. Maybe he'll get Fudge to send Aurors to the man's house. Maybe he'll get lucky and they'll find dark artifacts.

Dumbledore was brought of his musings at the sound of the door opening. He saw Malfoy shaking hands with Fudge. Both were sporting smiles like old friends who had spent the day joking and laughing about the past. He needed to fix that quickly. There was no way he was going to let some Death Eater take his puppet. Controlling the Minister was the only way Dumbledore can get what he wants and not take the heat when others get angry about a new law or decree. If he remembers correctly Fudge was due for another dose of compulsion.

Sadly all of his potions were in his office. Oh well I'll just use Imperius, he thought with great amusement. With a tight smile he greeted Malfoy and watch the man leave before following Fudge into his office. While the Minister's back was turned Dumbledore extracted his wand and casted the spell.

"What did you and Lucius Malfoy talk about?" He asked nonchalantly while sticking his wand back in his robes.

Fudge sat down and kept a smile on his lips. He had felt the spell hit him, but thanks to the potion Lucius gave him it didn't work. How dare this man try to control him? How long has he been doing it? Cornelius would've had his answers but when he and Lucius were informed of Dumbledore's presence they cut their meeting short. He was going to have such pleasure in bringing the infuriating man down.

"He wanted to talk about some ideas that would be a great addition to the school. He also told me some of the changes the governors wanted to make." It hadn't been a lie. It just wasn't Lucius who had talked to him about them. He had already approved of some of them and they will take place at the start of the new term.

Dumbledore felt the rage bubble up inside of him. One he couldn't get into the man's head. It had always been an easy thing to do. Now it was like something was purposely keeping him out. The other was from hearing about other people trying to stick their noses into his business. The school was his and he'll be damned if he let these bastards change things.

Holding tightly on to his anger he looked at the Minister and replied. "That won't do at all. I thought we agreed that only I can make changes or add things. We agreed that I had complete control of the school and that the governors were just shadows to give the parents a sense of peace. Which is why I'm here today. I need you to tell the governors that they have made a mistake. It is impetuous that I get back."

"I'm afraid I can't do that. You see that was one of the changes that were immediate. The governors now have full control. It was a bylaw that no students were allowed inside the forest. You violated that law by allowing three students to serve detention in the forest and with someone who by Ministry law isn't allowed to do magic. You put those students in danger and now you have to pay the price of doing so."

Albus could no longer hold on to his anger. He was so enraged that he overlooked the fact that the Imperius Curse hadn't worked. He pulled his wand and pointed it at the Minister.

"You will tell them it was a mistake or you shall be facing the consequences."

Cornelius just looked at the older man calmly. Inside he was gleefully jumping up and down. He barely had to say or do anything and Dumbledore was showing his true colors. This was almost as good as winning the Minister election, almost. As he stared at Dumbledore he wave his wand over the emergency crystal. It's sister was next to his secretary, she'll send the Aurors in and by his orders it will Shacklebolt and Moody. This was killing two birds with one stone. If they didn't arrest the Headmaster, he'll have them sacked. It was time to straighten a few things out and take back control.

With a good responds time Shacklebolt and Moody walked into the office. Both were surprised to see an angry Dumbledore pointing his wand at the Minister. Neither knew what to say or do. They did however know that at this moment their jobs were going to be questioned. They had seen the look in Fudge's eyes.

"Minister, you called for us." Kingsley spoke calmly.

"Yes, Auror Shacklebolt. I want you and Auror Moody to arrest Headmaster Dumbledore. It seems that he found it suitable to makes death threats when I refused to help clear his suspension." Fudge saw the hesitation in both Aurors. This is exactly what he was looking for. "Is there a problem?"

Moody cleared his throat. He did not want to be in this situation. "No, Minister. Kingsley, read the Headmaster his rights. Dumbledore, I need to hand over your wand willingly. Please don't make me take by force." He whispered the last part for only Dumbledore to hear.

Dumbledore was still letting his angry control him. His mind was barely registering Kingsley and Moody's presence. Although there was a part of him screaming for him to get away. The anger just wouldn't give up it's control. Seconds later his wand was sliding out of his hands and magic binding cuffs were placed on his wrist. He blinked and looked at the three men.

"What in Merlin's name do you think you're doing? Take these off of me at once."

"Albus Dumbledore, you have been charged with attempted coercion, threatening to kill the Minister of Magic, and the use of an Unforgivable Curse." Cornelius resisted the urge to smile as he listed the charges. He wanted to gleefully smile at the shock and then heated glare that graced the older man's face. "Yes, I felt that curse hit me as soon as the door was closed. It seems that my paranoia finally paid off. You will be held at Azkaban until your trial. Shaklebolt kindly escort him out, Moody stay for a second."

Kingsley looked at Moody, who nodded slightly and closed the door when the two left. Alastor was entering into a new territory and didn't like it one bit.

"What did you want to talk about, MInister?"

"Alastor, I'm giving you and Kingsley this one chance to prove which side you are on. If you can't or won't take Dumbledore to Azkaban, then hand over your badges right now. Things are going to start changing and those things start with Dumbledore. So what is it going to be Alastor? Me and your job or a wizard who thinks too highly of himself?"

"Can I speak freely Minister?"

"Of course."

"Are you taking orders from a Death Eater now? There was talk that you and Lucius Malfoy were in here talking for an hour."

"No I'm not taking orders from a Death Eater. In fact, Lucius Malfoy and some of the known Death Eaters working here is the lesser of the two evils. They haven't once tried to gain control of the Ministry nor have they tried to control me to do the work for them. Think about that on the boat ride, Alastor."

"Yes, sir. We'll leave right away."

"Good. Report back to me when the job is done."

Moody nodded and left the office. The things that were said had him thinking about everything. Fudge was right, it was something to think about on the boat. He just prays that this doesn't come back to bit him on the ass.

Cornelius was feeling a bit proud. He was finally able to take control of a situation. He knew that the Wizengamot wouldn't convict Dumbledore. More than half were in the man's pockets. Having the older man spending the remainder of his suspension in Azkaban was a small victory. Cornelius will take anything he could get until he is able to make some much needed changes. With a smug smile he pictured the looks people will have when they see those changes and the Minister that makes them.

He needed to think of something. Time was running out. Both he and his master were getting weak. The unicorn blood hadn't worked the way they thought it would. In order for him to get what he needed, he needed to get rid of Potter and Snape. They stood between him and the stone. Now would be a good time since the Headmaster was gone.

Quirinus knew that his time was short. He knew that if his master is successful, it would cost him his life. Ever since he let his master share his body his core has been draining. Replenishing potions weren't working anymore; his body had built an immune against it.

The first thing he needed to do was kill Snape. That will dispel the wards. He'll use Potter to get the stone. Being unnoticeable helped him get information. He heard Dumbledore talking to himself one night. The careless old fool made it easy by letting it known that the trials were set up for Potter. After getting the stone he going to kill the boy. No need to leave loose ends. Now he just needed a plan, one that won't backfire in any way.

"So, Potter, who will you be snogging today?"

Harry looked up from his work to stare at Theo. "I'm not going to snog anyone, Nott."

"Oh come on. Today is Valentine's Day. You are required to kiss someone."

"Its not a requirement. Where are you getting this information?" Draco asked looking astonished.

Theo blushed. "A seventh year to me."

The group laughed while forgetting that they were in Great Hall to study. Several students from the other Houses glared at them. The teachers on the other hand looked at them disapprovingly; Snape was both disappointed and slightly embarrassed. He expected more from his snakes, he had always been proud that they knew when to show decorum. Right now they were acting like Gryffindors.

Severus made his way down the table fully aware that everyone in the room was watching him. His godson was the first to notice him. The blonde nudged his other friends and pointed in his direction while whispering something to them. They all stopped laughing and looked at him. Each one looked scared, nervous, and embarrassed.

"Perhaps you like to share with everyone since it seems more important than studying. Who like to be the one to explain?" He looked at each one pointedly. Silently daring them to defy him. All of them but his mate cringed, Harry just stared back with shame and an apology in his eyes.

"We're sorry, sir." Harry spoke sincerely. "Theo told us that a seventh year told him it was a requirement to kiss someone on Valentine's Day. In that moment we briefly forgotten that we were suppose to be studying. It won't happen again."

"Well perhaps you four won't forget your detention tonight. Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Nott, you two will be scrubbing cauldrons before dinner. Mr Potter, Mr. Zabini, you two will be assisting Mr. Filch. Report to him after your last class."

"Yes, sir." They spoke together.

Severus nodded and turned to head back towards the head table. He caught the other students looking towards the Slytherin table.

"If all of you don't return to your work, you will be finding yourselves serving detention with your classmates."

He couldn't hold back the smirk as he watched all of them turn back to their work. The other teachers looked like they couldn't find the right words to say. He just sat down and looked around the room.

For the rest of the day Harry ignored his friends. He knew it was petty and childish, but it had hurt him to see the disappointed and embarrassed look in Severus' eyes. It hurt to know that he was just as responsible for putting it there. Just like he knew that it would take more than a sorry for Severus to forgive him.

This had completely ruined his plans. He got Sev a gift that would arrive after his last class. The attached note would inform him of their dinner. Harry had worked with the house-elves to arrange the whole thing. Harry had also enlisted Draco's help. His friend would keep the others too busy to ask question about Harry's absence.

Now he sincerely doubt that Severus would want him around. He won't blame his mate if that's the case. Harry won't stop trying to show the older man how sorry he is.

Draco, Theo and Blaise had watched their friend leave as soon as the study hour was over. He hadn't said a word to them since Snape scold them and handed out detentions. Draco knew why Harry was upset. He owed it to his friend to fix this. Theo hated that Harry was ignoring them. He hated not knowing why his friend gave them a sad look before leaving the Great Hall.

Blaise seen the hurt look, and it made him feel bad that Harry got in trouble. To him, Harry was better than all the Slytherins, better than the whole school. Blaise didn't want anyone to know that he had prematurely inherit his mother's gift. He was able to see a person's true side. Able to see who really was good or evil. Most people he met were grey. Some, not a lot, like Dumbledore were truly evil. But Harry, he was good. Despite his friend's color being a solid grey, the golden light around him told Blaise that Harry was pure. That nothing will ever change how good Harry is, nothing will turn him evil. So he was going to do whatever it took to fix things with Harry.

Severus noticed the silence and the aloofness between Harry and his friends. He was curious as to what has caused it. He didn't think that it had to the incident that happened in the Great Hall. This was their last class, surely they didn't stay mad at each other all day. Severus looked again and studied them more closely. Harry looked sad with a small hint of annoyance. Draco, Theo and Blaise looked apologetic and worried.

Upon opening his Harry link, he found that his mate kept his end firmly closed. Severus frowned in confusion. This was new and he didn't know what to do. Severus decided to wait for Harry to come to him and talk about it. If Harry doesn't then he'll ask the boy's friends.

As soon as class was over, Harry cleaned up his area and put his vital on Severus' desk before leaving quickly without a word to anyone. He made his way to the common room to put his bag on his bed. He was the first one to Filch's office. The older man gave him a small smile which Harry returned.

"What will we be doing today, Mr. Filch?"

"We have a lot to do, Mr. Potter. You two will help me clean the doxies out of the second floor restrooms. You will also be catching the pixies Peeves set loose in the Divination and Astronomy tower."

Harry looked back at the door then turned to look at Filch. "Sir, could we do the doxies first? The pixies may take awhile. They know how to hide."

"Very well. We'll do the doxies first. Which one should be joining us?"

"Zabini, sir. He's not running late, is he?"

"No, Mr. Zabini has a few more minutes."

Harry just nodded. "Sir, I heard that Peeves causes a lot of trouble. Why hasn't he been exorcised?"

"That's a good question. Some could say that the Headmaster keeps him for entertainment purposes. Others could say he's useful for information. With the Bloody Baron's help Peeves will tell the professors if any of the students broke the rules."

"Where did Peeves come from?"

"He came with the Bloody Baron. You see Hogwarts closed briefly after the last founder passed away. The Wizarding World was trying to keep the British and Scottish kings from finding out about us. The founders had heirs, but all of them except for Rowena's was living somewhere else. Rowena's daughter accepted the Baron's suit and they married a year later. The Baron helped Lady Ravenclaw re-open the school. He also helped keep the Muggles away. The riders you see in the castle are the Baron's people. They used to be teachers. They taught students to fight with weapons instead of magic. After her marriage the Lady was able to bring the school's teachers back and with their help she re-established the Houses."

"That's a great story, sir. Where did you learn it?"

Argus really likes this child. He's the only one who treats him with respect, shows him kindness and talks to him like an equal. One other use to be the same, but something terrible happened and the child changed. Argus made a grave mistake by not helping him when he asked for it. He wouldn't make that mistake again if Harry ever needed his help.

"I was told by different people. Sir Nicholas, the Baron, Mistress Bronwyn who was Lady Ravenclaw's handmaiden, and Lady Ravenclaw herself. When you stay in the castle year round there is not much to do but listen to the stories. The people in the paintings have stories too."

"I'll be sure to ask them to tell me one day. Mr. Filch, can I ask a personal question?"

"You can ask, but the question depends on if I answer or not."

"Of course. I just wanted to know your story. How you ended up at Hogwarts."

Argus smiled at the child. No one except for Poppy has ask him that question.

"Come back when you don't have detention, I'll tell the story."

Harry gave the older man a smile in return. "Of course, sir. I look forward to hearing it."

Blaise was standing outside the caretaker's office. He had shown up when Harry had asked about Peeves. Not wanting to interrupt the story he leaned against the wall next to the door and listened. When Filch had finished, Blaise heard the awe in his friend's voice. He was right, Harry is better than everyone. He knows what everyone says about caretaker, the older years tend to tell the younger ones stories about the man. Harry is the only one who is willing to listen to him. Maybe everyone, including himself, could take a leaf out Harry's book. When the room had gone silent Blaise walked in.

"I'm sorry if I'm late."

"It's quite alright, Mr. Zabini. One minute doesn't make a difference. The only thing that matters is that you showed up." Older man spoke with a smile, which Blaise returned. "Now I already told Mr. Potter, that tonight you two will be cleaning out doxies in the bathrooms on the second floor and catching pixies from the Divination and Astronomy tower. Your housemate here elected the doxies first."

"I'm fine with that. Harry can do the girls' bathroom." He said with smirk.

Harry shook is head. "No way. I was here first, so you get the girls' room." His voice had humor in it.

"Not to play favorites, but Mr. Potter is right. He was the first, so he gets first pick."

Blaise didn't care who got what as long as he got to see Harry smile again.

With a feign sigh he spoke, "If that's the way it is."

The boys followed the caretaker to the second floor. Before they got to the bathrooms they stopped at one of the broom closets. Filch grabbed two spray bottles filled with black liquid inside along with a tall bin that had a lid. He handed the bottles to the boys.

"It doxycide." He replied answering their questioning look. "It will knock out the doxies. Once all of them are knocked out drop them into this bin. A house-elf will dispose the bin when you're done. Also be extremely careful, do not let a doxy bite you. Their bites are venomous. If you are bitten tell me right away and I'll get Professor Snape. Any questions?"

Both boys shook their heads and entered the bathrooms. Harry immediately began spraying the four House banners that were hanging on the walls. Angry doxies came out screaming and went straight for him. Harry dropped the spray bottle and drew his wand. As quickly as he could he fired stunners at them. One by one each doxy fell to the floor. When the last of the doxies were knocked out he used his wand to levitate all of them and exit the bathroom and dropped them into the bin.

"Did any of them bite you?"

"No, sir. That is all of them. I'm going to see if Blaise needs help."

Harry walked back into the bathroom to retrieve his bottle before joining his friend. He found his friend doing the same thing he had done. Harry drew his wand again and started hexing the doxies. When they finished disposing the second set they set off to the tower. The pixies were harder. The little buggers didn't come out until Harry had laid out a cookie trap. They went to it like toddlers to candy. Once Harry was sure they were all out of hiding he immobilized them. He and Blaise worked quickly to put them back into their cage. He let them keep the cookies.

Argus was impress with how quickly and efficiently both boys worked. And they never once complained. If all the students were like this during their detentions he would be a happier person. He walked the boys to the Defense classroom, after dropping the newly caught pixies off he let them go. The Potter boy promised to visit him before walking off. He had a feeling that that boy was going to change his life for the better. Argus cleared his thoughts and went back to his office.

Draco and Theo stayed in the Potions' class after it ended. Both had agreed to start their detention earlier than assigned. They caught the surprised look on Snape's face before he summoned all the cauldrons and told them to clean without magic. Neither boy said a word.

Twenty minutes after they got started a house-elf arrives carrying a package wrapped in brown paper. The elf set the box on Snape's desk, bowed and popped out. Draco and Theo quickly went back to work.

Severus looked at the box on his desk for five minutes before picking it up and carrying it to his office. Upon opening the package he found Dittany and Belladonna plants. Each one were close to being fully bloom. He stared at them in confusion and disbelief. Severus blinked a few times and picked up the folded parchment.

Sev,

Happy Valentine's Day.

Knowing you aren't the typical candy and flowers kind of man. I found a loophole and got you flowers can be used as potion ingredients. So in actuality your gift is potion plants.

I hope you like them.

Harry

P.S. Be in your rooms when the party starts. Dress shirt and pants are mandatory, NO ROBES!

Severus had to read the note twice. He couldn't believe that his mate had got him a gift. He was also curious as to why Harry wanted him in his rooms wearing dress clothes. Severus tabled the question and took one set of the plants into the classroom. He put them on the table behind his desk next to the board.

The potions' Master looked at his godson and the Nott boy. Draco had a small smirk on his face, Theo looked at the plants with curiosity. With a stern look they resume their work. Severus sat at his desk and continued marking papers and potion vials. After an hour he let the boys go. They cleaned up, grabbed their bags and left. He finished his work and took the second set to his personal lab.

Harry was nervous and worried. Nervous that things wouldn't go as planned and worried that Severus was still upset with him. Nevertheless he steeled himself, knocked on the portrait and went in. Severus was sitting in a chair looking at the fireplace he turned his head when Harry walked in.

"Good evening, Sev."

"Harry. Why aren't you at the party with your friends?"

"I wanted to have a quiet dinner with you. Aunt Petunia says that's what couples do on Valentine's day. Actually she said they go to a restaurant and have a romantic dinner. I figured this would be better considering we aren't the typical couple and you would be in serious trouble for taking an eleven year old out for a romantic date."

Severus smirked. "You're right on both counts. Thank you for the gift. Had I known I would have found something for you."

Harry shook his head. "You don't have to get anything. You've given me enough. Just consider your willing acceptance of this dinner my gift."

"Very well. I accept your dinner invitation."

Harry gave his mate a wide smile. "Nym."

Pop. "How can Nym help?"

"Can you bring please bring dinner and set it up on the dining table?"

"I can do that Master Potter." The elf bowed and popped out. In two blinks dinner appeared on the table. The table was cover in a dark blue cloth.

Harry looked at Severus. "Shall we."

"Yes." Severus got up and followed Harry to the table. Both of them were quiet when they started eating. Too quiet for Severus. "Harry, what's going on between you and your friends?" He asked nonchalantly. He didn't missed the way his mate's shoulders went tense.

Harry kept his eyes on his plate. He was hoping Severus wouldn't bring up what had happened earlier. In truth he wasn't ready to talk about it, but he knew Sev wouldn't drop it without an answer.

"I was upset with what happened in the Great Hall. I didn't want to talk to anyone. Don't get me wrong I don't blame them completely."

"Harry, you served your punishment now let it go. Don't isolate your friends over something like this. You should have told them how you felt instead of keeping it to yourself."

"I just wanted time to think about it."

"I understand that. Just do so in the safety of the Slytherin dorms for now on. If Dumbledore had been here he would have seen that as an opening. He would have caught your expressions in the Great Hall and then made his move while you were upset and vulnerable. So for now on if something like this happens again shut off your emotions, continue your day then once you are in the dorm you can let go of everything."

Harry looked at Severus. He didn't know what to say. Fear coursed through him at the thought of Dumbledore getting close in a moment of weakness. Severus had a point it was smarter to wait when you are alone and safe.

"I'll remember that, although there won't be a next time. I'm sorry for what happened."

Severus gave him a small smile. "Harry, you don't have to apologize again. It will happen again, just do me a favor and cast Muffliato before you all start talking during your study hour."

Harry smiles back. He remembers when Severus told him about the spells he created. This one was one of them. "I promise. I won't even tell the others where the spell came from."

"You truly are a Slytherin."

Harry's smile turned into a smirk. "I learned from the best. Speaking of Slytherin ways, have you decided what you are going to do if Madam Bones can get Sirius released?"

"I think I'm going to use the Geminio charm. Dumbledore will just think Sirius is finally too weak and broken to be affected by Cruciatus."

"Do you think we should write to Madam Bones and ask for her progress?"

Severus shook his head. "Let's wait for her to send us something. It wouldn't help anything if we pester her. She is a busy woman overseeing an entire department at the Ministry. Her department works hard and long hours like the Aurors do and she has to sit in on every Wizengamot meeting and trial. So we'll let this go at her pace. Remember with her on our side, Dumbledore will no longer get away with anything."

"Okay, I'll wait. It's just I hate knowing that he is in that place because of who he is and who he was friends with."

"None of that was your fault, Harry. Your godfather lasted ten years in that place, a little bit longer won't make a difference. Now let's drop this subject because it's Valentine's day and it isn't appropriate talk for this holiday."

"Fine." Harry pouted. "What should we talk about?"

"Hmm, how about your summer plans."

"I'm going to spend the first three weeks with Aunt Petunia. She sent a note back with Hedwig yesterday telling me that she and Mrs. Malfoy talked. She says that I can spend the rest of the summer with Draco, but I have to promise to go back home to celebrate my birthday. Draco, his parents, the others and their parents, and of course you are invited."

"I don't know, you put me last on that list. I'll have to think about it." Severus feign a hurtful look.

"Sev, I would love it if you could take the time out of your busy schedule and celebrate my birthday with me."

"Very well, brat, I'll be happy to."

"Thank you."

After they finished and an elf cleared the table, Harry and Severus spent the rest of night in Severus' personal lab. Harry help the potion's Master brew several different potions. All of them were mastery level.

Harry left Severus an hour before curfew. He had found his friends sitting in his and Draco's room. As soon as he closed the door they all started apologizing. Harry held up his hand and told them that there was no need for it. He in turned apologized for his behavior and told them that he won't act like that again. They told him that he had every right to act like that. Harry just dropped the subject and moved on to a better topic.

Instead of leaving the room Marcus summoned his, Blaise and Theo's stuff including the beds. Along one wall was his, Draco's and Blaise's bed. Theo and Marcus were on the other side. Desks were place in a 'L' shape along the wall close to the door.

"We'll have to ask Professor Snape if we can keep it like this. I don't want any of us in trouble, especially you Marcus."

"Don't worry Harry. Snape won't mind. Besides the Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors double up on rooms. Puffs are four to a room and Gryffindors are six." Marcus assured him.

"I'm still going to ask." He said defiantly.

The others shook their heads. Neither one wanted to admit that Harry was right about needing to ask.

Living with four other people wasn't an easy task sometimes. The aforementioned four were excited when their Head of House let them share a room. Harry was excited as well. Though that excitement died away the following morning.

Harry was always the first one to wake up, but the second he started getting ready for the day Theo would wake up. That boy was not a morning person and grouched about being woken up so early. Harry learned that Theo was a light sleeper. After the second day Harry started casting the Muffliato on Theo before he gets out of bed.

Marcus was Theo's opposite. It took pushing the Quidditch Captain off the bed to wake him up, then you had to be quick to avoid getting hit with a hex for doing it.

Then there was Blaise. The Italian was different than all of them. Blaise is a sleep-talker. How he and Theo got along when they shared a room is still a mystery to Harry. The entire time Blaise talked Theo never once woke up, until Harry got out of bed to wake the Italian. After the first week Harry and Draco took turns casting the Silencing Charm on Blaise.

Harry and Draco doesn't regret their decision.

"Minister, can I talk to you?"

"Of course, Amelia."

Amelia had finally finished reviewing everything and built a solid case. She was confident that Fudge will go with it. After all a man was wrongfully accused and sent to prison without a trial. Ever since she left Malfoy Manor she kept seeing the pleading look Harry Potter gave her when he asked for her help. It broke her heart that the boy grew up without his godfather. The one person that was close to his parents. So after she got back to her office, Amelia put her second in charge of everything and focused on Sirius Black.

"Something was brought to my attention just after the holidays. I learned that the Ministry made a terrible mistake."

Cornelius didn't like the sound of that. "And what mistake would that be, Amelia."

"We sent an innocent man to Azkaban without a trial."

Cornelius' brows furrowed in confusion. "Do you have anything to back up that claim?"

Amelia nodded. "Yes. I checked all the paperwork and there are pensieve memories."

"Who is it?"

Amelia straighten her back and looked directly into the Minister's eyes. "Sirius Black."

Fudge's eyes went wide in shock. "Sirius Black. If I remember correctly he was a supporter for You-Know-Who. He murdered twelve Muggles and his friend Peter Pettigrew. For Merlin's sake he told You-Know-Who where to find the Potters."

Amelia shook her head. "Black didn't kill anyone. Nor did he betray the Potters. Please just look over everything. Start with the memories."

"Very well. I suppose you are coming with me."

"If you don't mind."

"Not at all." Cornelius got his pensieve out of the cabinet. Amelia poured the memories into it. Together they went in. No more than a half hour later the two found themselves back in the office. Cornelius was livid. If he hadn't already been told about Dumbledore, he would be on a boat right now and ordering the Dementors to Kiss the evil manipulative man.

"I'll get him released as soon as possible. Dumbledore is Azkaban right now so its one less person to worry about. Sadly I can't bring these charges against him until a formal one is filed. Either Potter or Black would have to do it."

"Thank you Minister. How will you do it without the entire world knowing? I was asked to ask you if you could keep it out of the public until the right time. Potter and Black and anyone who associates with them won't be safe until Dumbledore is taken care of."

Cornelius gave her a devious smile. "I'm the Minister I can do a lot of things that people of this world isn't aware of. This situation will help solve a problem we are having in the Wizengamot."

"What problem will that be?"

"Most of them are in Dumbledore's pockets. I'm going to make sure that those who are make an oath before sitting in for the trial. They can tell Dumbledore what I did but they won't be able to tell him what it was that made me force an oath on them. Also he won't be able to read their minds because I'll have trusted Aurors block out who it was after they vote."

"Not to sound like terrible person, but I think it would be better to threaten their seats. After all the Wizengamot is suppose to unbiased to everything that brought to a vote. If they can't do that then they shouldn't be allowed inside that chamber."

"Excellent thinking. I will bring it up in our next meeting which is sadly after Dumbledore's little trial. Maybe it will help Potter and Black when they press charges for any and all wrongdoing."

"One can hope." Amelia slapped her knees and stood up. "Thank you for listening and helping. I'm happy that I'll be able to give Potter good news."

"It's all part of the job."

Amelia nodded and left his office to go to her own. She wrote down a short note and sent it off to Lucius Malfoy. She didn't want anyone at Hogwarts asking questions when a Ministry owl shows up. If was safer for Harry this way.

After reading the short note, Lucius sent his own to his friend. His note had asked Severus to bring Harry to the Manor. Harry and Severus weren't alone when they showed up. Draco was with them. Narcissa was over the moon when he had stepped out of the fireplace.

"Severus, not that I'm complaining, but why is my son here?"

"This is Draco's reward. Thanks to Harry, he can form a proper occlude shield. With a few more lessons he'll be able to keep anyone out."

"Well done, Dragon." Lucius smiled and gripped his son's shoulder. Draco beamed at his father. Lucius turned to Harry. "Thank you for helping my son."

"It was no problem. The others can occlude as well. We did all the meditations and shielding before bed. Sev would test them every other day after our last class."

"Nevertheless you helped them in a big way. Thank you again." Harry just nodded.

"Why are we here, Lucius?"

"Madam Bones sent a letter. Fudge had looked everything over and is now setting everything up for Black's trial and pardon. I made sure that he had a clear mind. My guess is after seeing the memories there is no doubt that Dumbledore will be blacklisted from the Ministry. He would be enraged over how easy that is accomplished." Lucius gave Severus a hard look to make sure his friend knew who he was talking about in that last part.

Even without the look Severus knew who Lucius was talking about. "Indeed he would. I'll send Bones a letter asking her to sent Black to my house in Spinner's End after his trial. I don't want someone sending him to St. Mungo's. He'll stay there until after the term."

"I want to be with you when you go." Harry replied.

Severus smiled at his mate. "I know. I have no intention going without you. Your presence might help get him to take the potions."

"Are you sure it not use him as shield if Black decides to attack?" Lucius asked in amusement.

Severus gave his friend an outraged look. "I would never use Harry that way. Besides I'm stronger and more powerful than Black. The man may have been an Auror but he still acted like he was a teenager. One can hope that ten years in a hellhole would have matured him."

Lucius smiled. "Ten Galleons says that he is still the same once he recovers."

Severus returned the smile. "You're on."

Narcissa, Harry and Draco just shook their heads at the two men.

Two weeks later Severus was informed that Sirius was pardoned and would be at Spinner's End as soon as the paperwork was finished. The missive came just before the last class. Through their link he informed Harry.

Harry went straight to Severus' rooms after telling Draco subtletly the news. Once he arrived and the rooms were warded, he and Severus flooed to the house. Severus gave Harry a quick tour. Twenty minutes later Madam Bones and Sirius stepped out of the fireplace. His godfather looked bad but not as bad as Harry had originally thought.

The newly pardoned man took one look at Severus and glared. "Why is he here?"

"He is responsible for your release. So be nice. Mr. Snape, I'll leave it for you to explain. Any problems just let me know."

Severus nodded. "Thank you."

Harry thanked Madam Bones while his godfather and Severus stared at each other. After she left he went back into the living room neither man had moved and if Harry had to guess they hadn't blinked either. Shaking his head he stood next to Severus.

"Severus, give him the potions. You two can have your staring contest when we don't need to worry about getting back to school on time." He turned his head and looked at his godfather. "Sirius, take the potions. We'll talk for a bit before Severus and I have to go back to Hogwarts."

Sirius blinked and looked at the child standing next to the man he hated. He hadn't missed how the child said 'Severus' with love and devotion in his voice. He put it aside as he took in the unruly hair and killing curse green eyes. He gasped when he finally realized who he was looking at-his godson.

"Harry?" He whispered softly.

Harry gave his godfather a small smile. "Nice to finally see you again, Sirius. McGonagall and Narcissa told me a lot of stories about you. Severus and Argus did as well." Harry wanted both men to know that he has been getting information from other people. Argus, as he was told to call him, had stories of the times he caught each of the Marauders in compromising positions. He liked those stories

"Don't believe anything you are told. Especially anything Snivellus tells you."

Harry wandlessly and wordlessly sent a Stinging Hex at his godfather. He won't tolerate anyone talking bad about his mate, epsecially his godfather.

"You will be nice to Severus. After all he was the one who is responsible for your release. If it wasn't for him you would still be Dumbledore's plaything. So be civil, if you can't do that I will do the same thing mum did and curse you in your animagus form."

"Harry, that's not a Gryffindor thing to do."

Harry gave the older man a devious smile. "Good thing I'm a Slytherin."

Sirius stared at his godson in horror. Oh how his friend James is probably rolling in his grave right now. His little prongslet was a snake.

"No, you have to be joking. Please tell me your joking." He looked between Snape and his godson. Both of them had a serious expression.

"I'm not joking. If it hadn't been for Severus I would have been a mindless drone."

Severus snorted. "I doubt that, brat. Tunie taught you to be independent, that would be enough to fight any kind of compulsion."

Again, Sirius, didn't miss how they talked about each other. It worried him a lot when he heard the love and possessiveness in Snape's voice when he said 'brat' and mentioned compulsion. None of this was sitting right with him.

"What in Merlin's name is going on here?!" He demanded.

"No time for that, Black." Snape drawled. "Harry has to get back before people start asking questions, so we'll keep this short. Harry will explain."

Harry glowered at his mate. He face softened when he looked at Sirius. "Everything will be explained fully once term is over. Until then you will stay here. Please don't leave this house. Dumbledore doesn't know that we got you released and we want to keep it that way for a little longer. Lucius and Narcissa is happy to lend Dobby, and Nym pledged himself to me. He'll help as well. Hedwig, my owl, will bring you the Prophet and anything you mail order. The smart bird will fly here after she drops off my letter to my aunt. Now, Nym, will bring you your daily potions regiment. Please take them. Between now and the end of term, Severus and I will check in on you. I'll try to come at least once a week, the professors are handing out a lot of work since school is ending soon. Oh and Griphook will be here tomorrow. He is bringing money for you from the Potter vault since you can't use the Black vault."

Sirius shook his head. "Harry, I'm not taking your money. James and Lily left it to you."

"Exactly, it's mine to do with as I please. I want to help you until everything is situated. Besides I have more than enough." Harry looked at Severus and smiled. The older man stared down at the boy and smiled back.

Sirius shifted as he felt like he was intruding on a private moment. He didn't like that one bit and his instinct was telling him to grab Harry and curse Snape. He had a feeling that Harry wouldn't like that. He cleared his throat to get their attention back.

"Harry, how things going at school?" He asked when the two looked at him.

"A little boring since I know how to do everything, but amusing as well since I know how to do everything. The puppets are fun to play with."

Sirius arched an eyebrow. "Puppets?"

"Yeah, Weasel and his muggle-born girlfriend Granger. Its fun making them mad and it's almost too easy. Thankfully I have Fred and George on my side."

"Harry." Severus' tone was stern, telling the younger boy that now wasn't the time.

Harry looked at his mate and gave him a slight nod before looking back at his godfather. "Right. So are you going to be alright with this situation? I know its a lot to ask but it's the only safest way we found while school is still going. I promise everything will be explained."

"I'll learn to love it. Thank you both for getting me out. Harry, I want you to be careful at Hogwarts. Dumbledore was too foolish and loose tongue during his visits."

"Don't worry about him, Sirius. Severus, Lucius and I are working on a plan. If you must know the Headmaster isn't at Hogwarts at the moment. Now isn't the time to go into details."

"Use anything in the house and like Harry said the house-elves with get you anything you want or need."

"Sev, can he use the floo?" Harry asked his mate with pleading eyes.

Sirius looked between the two still trying to figure out what was going on. There was so many things he wanted to know and only the two of them had the answers.

Severus looked at the younger male. The potion's Master fought hard not to smile at those wide green eyes. He didn't want to show anyone that those eyes were his weakness. Severus averted his own eyes to look at his house-guest. The dark brown of the newly reinstated Black Lord had confusion and questioning written in the depths. Severus wasn't quite ready to answer the question he knew was on the other man's mind. He knew Harry knew what Sirius wanted to ask.

Severus looked back at his mate and gave him a discreet smile. "Yes if Sirius wants to use the floo he can, but only using it to go to Hogwarts nowhere else."

Harry kept himself in check not to rush forward to hug Severus. Instead he looked at his godfather. "If you get bored you can floo to Severus' private quarters at Hogwarts. Dumbledore doesn't know about the open connection nor can he is able to detect the comings and goings. If Severus isn't there just tell Salazar and he'll inform both of us. I'm free to talk an hour after dinner every night but Tuesdays and Thursdays. Those are Quidditch practices and Astronomy nights."

Sirius' eyebrows perked up. "You play Quidditch. What position?"

"Seeker."

"Like your dad. Wait how can a first year play Quidditch? Did they change the rules?"

"No. I became the Seeker by a unanimous vote. The entire Slytherin House wanted me to replace Yaxley when he quit after a bad game. Severus signed off on it to avoid a whole House protest."

"Harry fails to mention that he is the House favorite. He has all of the older years wrapped around his little finger."

"I do not." Harry protested with a light blush spreading on his cheeks.

"Yes you do. Your smarts and cunningness has earned you their respect. The fifth, sixth and seventh years had put aside their differences and befriended some half-bloods and muggleborns of their years. Its all because your friend Mr. Flint told them all about poker and the other wonders of the Muggle World. The fourth, third and second had recently began reading Muggle books. I have gotten reports from other teachers telling me that my snakes are reading those books in class after they have completed the practical and their homework. You, my cunning snake, have changed the Slytherins for the better. Next year or the year after the Slytherin House will no longer have a terrible reputation it was given by Voldemort and Dumbledore."

Sirius listened to the whole speech in awed. He was proud of his godson. Lily and James would be proud of him too despite the fact that Harry was in Slytherin. He was also surprise by how much Snape had changed or how open the other man was. Sirius began thinking that maybe some of Snape's aloofness during their time was partly him and James' fault. Maybe Lils was right. There is another side to him. A side that is worth getting to know him. Sirius thought making the final decision to try and befriend the potion's teacher.

"He's definitely Lily's child. And since it's likely to get boring here, you can count on me visiting Hogwarts. Are you sure you don't mind, Snape?"

"Not at all. Harry's happiness comes first. Just please don't leave the rooms, Dumbledore has spies in the portraits. No one knows which ones are still loyal to him, McGonagall and Flitwick are still searching."

"I won't leave and risk Harry's safety." Sirius vowed.

"Thank you. Now we have to cut this short because Harry has to get back before his absence is noticed."

Sirius nodded and looked at Harry. "I'll see you in a couple of days, Pup."

After his godson hugged him, he watched the two leave through the floo. Sirius let out a heavy resigned sigh and looked around the room; it surprised him. Instead of seeing Slytherin colors, the room was done in cream and chocolate brown. The couch and chairs were in cream with brown throw pillows. It complimented the dark wood of the floors and tables. He slowly made his way around the house, every room was done in the same two colors. Well every room but Serverus' bedroom.

The master bedroom was done in gray, black and red. The walls were dark gray, the bedding was black and red, and the furniture was black. The main focus of the room was the bed itself. The bed, instead of traditional four poster, was black wrought iron. The headboard's design was a tree with a footboard of vines growing in opposite directions.

Sirius was speechless. This was the first time he could say that a bedroom had turned him on. If he wasn't already in love with someone else he would try to seduce Snape into the man's own bed. Maybe he could talk his love into changing the decor of their bedroom back at their flat. Just the thought of the man gripped his heart. He had to remember to ask Snape if he knew where the other man was and if he was still alive. Sirius pushed the depressing thought aside, closed the bedroom door and went back into the living room. With a glass of Firewhiskey he sat on the couch and began his planning on getting his revenge.

He was going to find a way to get the Minister back for what he did. Nobody treats Albus Dumbledore like that.

He was forced to stay in the dirty disgusting prison for months. None of the guards went anywhere near his cell. The Dementors were kept away as well. Later he found out that Arthur Weasley, pressured by his wife, found a way to send an order to Azkaban telling the guards the Wizengamot needed Dumbledore to have a sound mind during his trial. Albus was offended by that but decided to let it go since it kept the Dementors away.

His trial on the other hand was a farce. Fudge had tried to get the Wizengamot to see things his way. When they started voting Albus saw that people were still loyal to him. He smiled inwardly thinking it was time to get Fudge removed and replace the damnable man with someone devoted to him. Maybe he can use Arthur, since the man is under his wife's potions and spells.

Everyone, but the Death Eaters and to his surprise Amelia Bones, voted in his favor. He was released and placed on probation. Dumbledore wasn't allowed in the Ministry for five months nor could pick a proxy for his Wizengamot votes. All in all he was cut off from anything political.

Just before leaving the chambers he was approached by the Governor McMillan. She reminded him that he still had a month left for his suspension. Albus kept his face impassive while she talked. Once things with the Potter brat work out he was going after the school's governors and getting rid of all of them.

There was three weeks of classes left. The teachers started reviewing during class and set up tutoring sessions for the fifth and seventh years. The younger years had study groups in the Great Hall under the watchful eye of Madam Pomfrey and Filch. Each Head of House was on a rotated schedule so one would be in the Great Hall to help if any of students had questions.

With some begging from the seventh year Quidditch players, McGonagall had changed the last match to an earlier date. The final game was Slytherin verus Hufflepuff. It would have been Gryffindor had Oliver Wood been able to dodge the Bludger and catch the Quaffle before his team's Seeker caught the Snitch. Sadly he didn't and that extra point gave Slytherin a ten point lead after the Seeker caught the Snitch, the final score was 300-290 for Slytherin's win.

The Slytherin-Hufflepuff game was brutal. If it hadn't been for Episkey and Ferula several players would have been out of the game. In the end, Harry's ability to nose-dive so close to the ground gave Slytherin the win. Harry didn't walk off the pitch untouched. His left side and right thigh was bruised from the Bludger hits and Diggory broke his nose with his elbow in mid-dive. Harry let Severus fix his nose before he joined his team and housemates' celebration.

Two nights later Harry and Severus decided to carry out their plan. Harry wore his cloak and followed Severus to the third floor. This time Severus threw a stunning hex at the Cerebus before entering the room. Once they were sure that the dog was out they walked in and closed the door. Underneath the giant paw was a trapdoor. They both dropped in without hesitation. The Devil's Snare at the bottom protected them from the fall, both stayed relaxed and dropped out of the deadly plant. Next they entered a room with flying keys, Harry flew quickly around the room dodging angry keys in order to catch the small golden one. Once it was caught he dropped next to Severus who erected a shield to protect them from the other keys.

The third room had a giant chess board. Severus repaired the broken pieces and played the game. The game took longer than they thought but in the end Severus won. He had a smug look when he glanced at Harry. The eleven year old just shook his head and walked to the next door. The fourth room smelled really bad.

"I think the troll was in here." Harry said nasally since his fingers were pinching his nose.

Severus growled behind his own hand. "If the old bastard hadn't already signed his death certificate, this would have done it. What the hell was he thinking?"

"I don't know, Sev. It doesn't matter anymore."

They walked to the next room which, to their surprise, was empty.

"I think this was suppose to be my room. Sprout's Snare, Flitwick's keys, McGonagall's chess, Quirrell's troll. I think he wanted me to put some kind of potion challenge in here."

"Thankfully you missed that meeting. Maybe that's why he was so angry when you had returned."

"You're right. Oh well, let's finish this and get back."

With suspense they walked through the next door. The final room was circular with many tall square pillars around the room. Steps descended towards the middle of the room. In the middle the mates found a standing mirror. The glass was surrounded by a gold frame.

Severus gasped. "The Mirror of Erised."

"What does it do?"

"It will show you your heart's desire."

"Precisely." A familiar voice spoke behind them.

Before Severus and Harry had completely turned around, red lights of the stunning hex hit Severus. Harry watched his mate fall. He looked up and watched Quirrell walk out of the shadows. Harry growled and drew his wand, Quirrell anticipating the move sent an Expelliarmus at Harry.

"Now you are going to get the stone or I'll kill Snape."

"I don't know where the stone is." Harry shouted moving to stand in front of Severus.

Quirrell shook his head. "I thought you were smarter than that, Potter. The stone is in the mirror. I won't tell you again."

Harry looked at Severus and silently put several shields over the older man. Their vials doesn't protect them from the Killing Curse. Slowly he made his way over to the mirror. Tears welled up in his eyes as his parents appeared next to his reflection. Everyone was right, he did look like his dad and had his mum's eyes. They smiled at him before the reflection change and he watching an older version of himself bonding with Severus. The two of them were facing each other while a faceless person was wrapping ribbons around their joined hands. The scene faded just as they leaned forward to share a kiss. Standing before him was his own reflection. The reflection reached into his pocket and pulled out a blood red stone, reflected Harry smiled and winked before dropping the stone back into his pocket.

Harry felt the stone in his own pocket. He continued to look into the mirror while trying to think of a way to defeat the evil man behind him.

"What is taking so long? What do you see?"

"I see myself as Minister of Magic. I'm shaking hands with Draco Malfoy, he just became my personal Auror."

"He lies." A voice whispered.

"Stop stalling or say goodbye to your beloved Potion's Master."

With no hesitation or regret, Harry spun around and wandlessly yelled, "Sectumsempra!"

Quirrell's eyes went wide as the boy yelled an unknown spell. He tried to dodge, but wasn't quick enough. The curse severed his arm. Quirinus yelled in pain as his wound throbbed and bled. The painful yell turned into animalistic growl as he rushed forward to the impertient child. He knocked the boy against the mirror as his only hand wrapped around the boy's neck.

Harry grabbed Quirrell's wrist with both hands and tried to pull it away from his throat. Quirrell let out another pain filled cry as he released his throat and stumbled back. The older man's hand turned to ash and started breaking apart. Harry looked at his own hands then moved forward and gripped Quirrell's face. Upon his touch the face turned to ash and began to crumble. Quirrell dropped to his knees as his body started to deteriorate.

Harry not bothering to watch the rest rushed to Severus and used Rennervate on his mate. Severus let out a groan. Harry heard a second noise, a roar of rage. He stood over Severus protectively, Accioing his wand and waited for an attack. He wasn't prepared for a black shadow fly out of Quirrell's empty robes and rush towards him. The shadow hit him and knocked him down, his head hit the stone with loud crack. The last thing he saw was Severus' worried face.

He hasn't left Harry's side since he carried the boy back to his private rooms. Severus was upset and angry. Upset that Harry had to face that stuttering bastard alone, and angry that the said bastard had got the drop on him. Him, Severus Snape, the spy for both sides and a Death Eater who shared the second in command with his best friend. Quirrell was just lucky that he was already dead or he would be getting tortured until he wouldn't know which way was up. Severus was also angry that Harry fought the man alone, but he was relieved that his mate's only injury was a head wound.

Once the rooms were warded and Harry was carefully laid on the couch, Severus rushed to his lab to retrieve one of the potions he made specifically for Harry. Within seconds of taking the potion, the wound began to seal itself and Harry let out a pained groan. Those green eyes opened and looked at him.

"What happened?" Harry hoarsely whispered.

"Something knocked back and you cracked your head on the stone floor. What do you remember?"

"Everything but that. The stone is in my pocket."

"Forget about that for now. What happened with Quirrell?"

Harry slowly sat up and looked at Severus. "After the stone appeared in my pocket, Quirrell threaten you again when I lied. I turned and yelled Sectumsempra. It hit his arm severing it from his body. He yelled before rushing at me and tried to strangle me with one hand. When I touched him, his arm turned to ash and crumbled. I gripped his face which did the same as his hand. It spread out through his body in a matter of seconds. Then I helped you."

"Salazar." Severus breathe out. "If you ever..."

"I know. Please lets just here before I have to go to the dorms."

Severus moved and sat next to Harry on the couch. Harry snuggled against the older man's side and laid his head on the firm chest, listening to the heartbeat under him. Severus wrapped his arms tightly around his mate and pressed his cheek to the top of Harry's head. Neither one spoke another word for the next hour.

Early the following morning, Severus firecalled Narcissa after he and Harry sent Hedwig off to the Flamels' with the stone and a note. Narcissa stepped through and listened to her friend as he explained what happened. The Malfoy matriarch was worried about her son's friend and quickly agreed to help Severus.

After escorting a polyjuiced Narcissa to the Defense classroom so she could change. Severus left to head to the Great Hall. He gave Harry a short nod before taking his seat next to Minerva. Narcissa came in minutes later and sat next to Pomona. Nobody suspected a thing.

Severus and Harry had just began to finally relaxed. The first years through fourth and the sixth years were done with all of their exams. The fifth and seventh were on their first day for OWLs and NEWTs; it was the last week of school.

The day had started out perfectly. Harry and his friends were packed except for their uniforms. During breakfast McGonagall had announced that the younger years and the sixth years were free to do whatever they wanted as long as they weren't anywhere near the Great Hall or other testing areas. Harry spent the whole morning playing poker with his friends. He had lunch with Severus and Sirius. After lunch he and his friends joined the other Slytherins in a Quidditch match under the watchful eyes of Madam Hooch. By dinner the fifth and seventh years were done with the first day of exams.

Dinner was where everything went south. The black cloud that had left the school had returned. The food had just appeared on the tables when the doors of the Great Hall slammed opened. Walking in strutting like a peacock was Dumbledore. With a smug smile he stopped just inside the doors and looked around.

"I'm back." He spoke loudly for all of them to hear.