So so sorry. Having the flu for nearly four months prolonged getting this written. I was just thankful that I had the forethought to write out an outline for this chapter or it would have taken me longer to get it done.
To answer a reviewer's question about the Polyjuice, the potion was made with Quirrell's ashes. I know that once someone is cremated there is no DNA in the ashes, but these people are wizards so using a bit of creativity-their magic is still in the ashes and the magic preserves the DNA. I know its a little far-fetched but I'm going to stick with it.
Also if I still have some of your attention, Year Two is currently in the writing process and will probably not start posting until the end of the month.

Happy reading and Enjoy!

He was getting really annoyed. After his announcement the students had the audacity to turn away. They ignored him as he made his way up to the staff table. The second thing that annoyed him was seeing that governor bitch sitting with his staff.

He knew he had to watch what he said. Albus didn't want her to find a reason to fire him. So playing nice was his only option.

Severus and Minerva were glad they had time to prepare the children. Some of them were panicked about the Headmaster's return. So they came up with a plan. All the House Heads minus Minerva were going to talk to their students. They were going to make sure everyone at least travels in pairs. Also no one was allow to be alone with the Headmaster again. Minerva was extremely upset that she couldn't talk to her lions. She didn't want to take the chance of one of Dumbledore's spies reporting back to him.

Instead she was going to have Pomona and Filius ask their house to watch over her's. Most of the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students were friends with the Gryffindors. So they knew who was loyal to Dumbledore and who wasn't. Minerva was going to ask if the students could inform her who was Dumbledore's spies and who gave him their loyalty. So far she only knew about Ronald Weasely and Hermione Granger. Oh she'll never forget the conversation she had with Severus and Harry Potter. They came to her the weekend after the younger years and sixth years finished their exams.

*Flashback*

"Minerva, can we speak to you for a moment?"

Minvera looked up and spotted Severus and Harry standing in the doorway. Both looked furious.

"Of course. Sit. Tea?" Both shook their heads as they sat down. "What has you both upset?"

"Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger accosted me in the hall on the way to the dungeons. They looked a bit smug and happy as they informed me that they saved my life. They also wanted to tell me that they were asking for the debt to be paid."

"Saved you how?" Minerva asked cautiously. The look and tone of the boy told her the answer wasn't a good one.

"It was during the my first game. The incident with my broom. Weasley was very pleased and smug to inform me that they, or rather Granger was the one that caused the fire. They thought Professor Snape was cursing my broom."

Minerva's jaw dropped open. Never in all her years teaching has she ever had someone tell her something like that. Students hexing a teacher without cause. She was also disappointed that the students in question was in her house. She didn't want to believe it, but Minerva knew that Potter doesn't lie. Truth be told Weasley and Granger were her least favorite and most problematic students.

Before, if Dumbledore was still there, the only punishment she could give them was detention. But Albus was gone and they admitted to assaulting a teacher, she can give them the proper punishment.

"Leave it to me. I will handle this."

"What are you going to do?" Severus questioned.

"Since there is only a week left they get detention everyday. For the new term they'll be suspended for a month."

"Why not start their suspension now?" Harry asked.

"Well all students are required to be at the ending feast. Also I'm sure they'll think of it as an early vacation. Missing the first month of the new term is a suitable punishment." Minerva calmly explained.

Harry nodded in agreement. Severus still looked angry.

"Their detention is of my choosing. I want them cleaning up after the creatures. With no magic. Their wands will be locked in my office until the ending feast."

"A suitable punishment." Minerva agreed. "Now you two can go about your day and I'll inform them of this. Also, Mr. Potter, there is no life debt to be paid."

"I know ma'am. I've read a book about them. Professor Snape wasn't jinking my broom. Therefore he wasn't responsible and that makes their action invaild."

"Aptly put. I'll be sure to let them know that as well."

Severus and Harry stood up. "Thank you Minvera. If I was to confront them I would've just expelled them."

"I know Severus. Thank you for coming to me first." Severus nodded and followed Harry out of the classroom.

Minerva let out a tired sigh. She thanked her lucky stars that Dumbledore was gone. She knew that if he was here he would've let the two go. Minerva also knew that they were the older man's spies. There just wasn't enough proof to give to the governors.

The Transfiguration's teacher stood up and left her classroom. The sooner this is done the better for everyone.

*Flashback Ends*

Minvera was brought out of her thoughts by a hand on her arm. She turned and looked into the obsidian eyes of the Potion's Master.

"What is it, Severus?"

"You need to intervene." He spoke in a low voice.

She looked up and spotted the Headmaster looming over Governor McMillan. The smaller woman didn't appear to be affected by the imposing man.

"Albus, not in front of the children." She spoke low enough for him to hear. The children didn't need to witness the power-play.

Albus stared at the governor for a second longer before glaring at Minerva. Seems like another thing I need to fix. He furiously thought. His staff was going to be complaint and controllable again.

Without saying a word he moved to sit in his chair. The newly reinstated Headmaster looked at every single student. From their minds he learned everything that has happened since he's been gone. Unknowingly having an intruder in his own head planting false memories.

Severus had been in the old man's head the moment the bastard walked in. There was no way he was going to let Dumbledore learn anything. The manipulations on the children were going to end.

Dumbledore's return had seemed to prolong dinner. Not that it mattered all that much to him. Harry was ignoring his pompous return in favor of listening to his friends debate on their end of year poker game.

Draco wanted to play with poker chips then afterwards exchange them to real money. Theo and Blaise wanted to play the last game the same way they started. Marcus wanted to play with Galleons, saying that each of them were experience enough to play for real.

Harry just shook his head and remained quiet. While keeping an ear on his friends he watched his mate. The older man was tense and Harry could see the anger in those onyx eyes. Harry wanted to talk to him, but he knew that Severus didn't need the distraction. With a resign sigh he turned to his friends. It seems that had agreed with Marcus.

Severus Snape was not a happy man. The old bastard had all of them in the teacher's lounge well past midnight. He had done nothing but rant and rave about meddlesome governors and irritating Death Eaters. Pot calling the Kettle was constantly echoing in his head. It took everything he had not to laugh.

After the Headmaster had dismissed them, Severus went to his rooms. To further his annoyance Sirius Black was sitting on his couch. Nothing he said would get the man to leave. Severus had thought about hexing him but the thought of upsetting his mate suppressed the urge.

"Black, what are you doing here?" Severus tiredly asked. His fingers twitched to draw his wand.

The mutt had the audacity to smirk at him. "I thought I drop by and have a late night talk."

"Can it wait? Its been a tiring day. A third year blew up a cauldron, the Weasley brat and his girlfriend are still causing trouble and to top it all off the old bastard came back. I've just left a meeting he called." He spat the word out with disgust. "Where he did nothing but yell and rant about the school's governors, Fudge and Death Eaters. So can we do this another time?"

He moved to sit in his chair aware that Sirius was watching his every move. Once he was settled he summoned a bottle of Firewhiskey. He took a big drink straight from the bottle. His intruder made no move to leave.

"Is Harry safe?"

"Yes, Black. As long as I'm around Harry will always be safe." His answer spoken as a vow. He wanted Black to know that he'll protect Harry. He just hopes that Black won't put up much of a fight when they tell him.

"How did...when did the Light leader become evil?"

The question was asked in a low whisper, but Severus still heard it. "This might seem like a surprise to you but Dumbledore was always like this."

Sirius' eyebrows went into his hairline as his eyes went wide. "What do you mean?"

"He's pretending to be Light. Dumbledore wants nothing but power."

"But Grindelwald and Vol-Voldemort."

"Means to an end. He wanted Gellert to rule by his side, the former Dark Lord wanted nothing to do with him. So Dumbledore locked the man up in Nurmengard. Then Voldemort came to Hogwarts and made the mistake of showing his true power. Again Dumbledore wanted that power but was denied. For the sixty odd years he has been trying to get rid of the Dark Lord."

"How does Harry fit into this?"

"The last part of the prophecy 'The Dark Lord will mark him as his equal.' It foretold that Harry is just as powerful as the Dark Lord. So Dumbledore wants to use Harry to get rid of Voldemort. When he does Harry would be weak enough for Dumbledore to make his move."

Black gave him another surprised look. This one had disbelief paired with it.

"How do you know all this?"

Severus sighed. "I'm a spy for both sides and a master Legilimens. There isn't a lot Dumbledore can hide from me."

"Who's side are you really on?"

"Harry's. Always Harry's."

"I wasn't aware that Harry had a side."

"Then you're in for a surprise. That boy is going to change the Wizarding World."

"Why are you close to Harry? After what James and I have done to you, I figured you would hate him."

"You figured wrong. I could never hate Harry. In case you forgot he's Lily's son too."

Black chuckled. "That would be impossible to forget. Lily would come back and haunt me if I did. The woman was vicious when she's pissed or annoyed at you."

Severus let out his own chuckle. "Yes she was. Harry is like her in that way, despite the fact that he has James' mischievous behavior."

"Really. I didn't see any of it during our talks."

"He hides it well. Unless he's with the Weasley twins. Please don't get him any Marauder lessons."

"Its his birthright." Sirius fiercely claimed. "He has a right to know."

"That may be true, but-" Severus stopped. He can't exactly tell Black that he and his godson were married, and he didn't want his husband turning into his father and dogfather.

"But...what?" Sirius pressed.

"Forget it. The rest will have to wait until Harry can be here."

"No, I don't want to wait. Tell me now."

"Not going to happen. Just let it go. Don't try anything, Black. We aren't children anymore and therefore you can no longer bully me. Take a page out of Lupin's book and practice some patience. Now will you kindly leave. I still have to teach children in the morning."

"Fine." The animagus got up and stomped to the fireplace. Once he left, Severus dropped his head back and sighed. This is why he doesn't have late night conversations after a tiring day. He somehow ends up saying things he shouldn't.

It was the longest week for everyone. All the teachers were short-tempered and ornery. Dumbledore was relentless. A lot of the younger years under fifth ended up in detention. To make matter worse it was always the Slytherins.

The Slytherins, by the second day, stayed in the dungeons. Their Head of House had house elves bring them food. Snape also made sure that all the points Dumbledore took were given back.

Harry and his friends not only had to deal with Dumbledore and his detentions, but they also had to deal with Weasley and Granger. No matter where they were the two Gryffindors were right there. The Slytherins took to wearing permanent shields.

Now the last day had arrived. Harry and his friends hadn't slept at all. They stayed up playing poker; Blaise was several Galleons richer. When the morning alarm went off the five cleared everything away, did their morning routine, and put any stray items in their trunks. After shrinking the trunks they went to their last breakfast.

For the rest of the morning they hung out by the lake. A house elf brought them lunch while they worked how to get together for the summer. They all decided to wait until Harry's birthday.

When the sun started to set they reluctantly went back inside. The end of the year feast was a loud affair. All the students were excited. If anyone was paying attention to the Head Table, they would see all the teachers looking relieved. Well all but Dumbledore. The Headmaster was furious.

When the feast ended and Dumbledore announced the House winner-Slytherin, the students filed out of the Great Hall and the castle.

Harry and his friends were quiet on the way to the train. None of them had anything to say. Once they were in their compartment, Draco and Marcus began playing chess. Theo and Harry were reading and Blaise was sketching. Something he had picked up during the winter holiday.

They weren't going to say goodbye.

He waited until everyone left. He was on a mission.

Albus Dumbledore made his way to the third floor. Right away he realized that there were no wards or charms. When he opened the door the room was empty. Fury swelled and his magic exploded.

Albus stomped to the trapdoor and dropped down. There was no Devil's Snare to stop his fall. Reflex saved him from death, Quickly he made his way through empty rooms until he reached his destination. His magic exploded again.

In the middle of the room stood a broken mirror. As little as five feet from it was a pile of ashes, a robe and a very familiar turban. He had been fooled. Try as he might nothing told him what happened. There was no magical signature in the room. Not even the magic he put in the mirror.

After making his way back to his office he thought about it. Nothing had been out-of-place. So who in Merlin's name was Quirrell? What happened to the real Quirrell? Where was the stone?

The questions were endless and sadly he had no way of getting answers. Damn the governors, Fudge and Potter. They were the reason his plans hadn't work. Oh they were going to pay and pay dearly.

At King's Cross, Harry hugged his friends. They didn't care who saw it. When they left he went through the barrier, he found his aunt and mate waiting for him.

His aunt informed him that they were going to France for two weeks. Harry knew that plan had more than one reason. Through their link Severus confirmed it. He told him they were going for safety reasons. Harry didn't argue. France didn't sound like a bad idea.

End of Year One

I would like to ask the opinion of all of you. I've written two small companion pieces-one features Harry and Filch having a conversation and the other is Harry having a conversation with the portraits in Dumbles' office.
What I'm asking is if any of you want me to post them. The reason I'm asking is because these pieces talk about the darker side of Dumbledore. They both talk of rape (not in detail, more like implied); Dumbledore killing; more of his manipulations, schemes and plans; his all around evilness.
So if anyone would like to read them just PM me and I'll post them. They will be posted separately from the main story but I will have the timeline written for when the conversations take place.