A/n: Okay, this needed to be split up so you get the trip through Diagon and then Gringotts next chapter. I may or may not include the emergency meeting with the Gringotts one. I do plan to fully write out both. However, musey sometimes has a mind of her own. Enjoy!
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Diagon was bustling that morning even though it didn't have the normal pre-school crowds that Harry was used to running into whenever he got his school supplies.
The only problem, as far as Harry was concerned, was the sight of Umbridge in her normal bright pink walking down the street towards them. Unfortunately he wasn't taking into account the stares of the public which just happened to be more concerned than usual. Not as much of a surprise considering the lack of glamours but definitely a concern for both of his companions. They had no idea what the pink clad witch had done to their imp and were thus ill prepared for what was about to happen.
The first sign that something had gone wrong wasn't the appearance of the Aurors but in fact the way that Umbridge somehow managed to cruelly grab Harry.
"Where have you been boy?" Umbridge screeched as she shook him hard rattling his brain inside his skull.
Severus managed to snatch his son back out of her grip but not without tearing Harry's clothes and bruising the flesh underneath as Umbridge was violently removed from contact. The spell that sent her flying had fury and power to spare as red eyes burned through the glamour, causing the entirety to melt away and reveal the Dark Lord in all his glory. The crowd drew sharply back away from them but didn't start panicking yet. After all it was quickly pointed out that he hadn't started it, Umbridge had. Then too why was he, the Dark Lord, shielding Potter?! Until the Dark Lord turned his focus on the crowds they would happily watch the show.
"You shouldn't have done that," Voldemort said maliciously.
"She rattled his brains! We will be lucky if he doesn't have a concussion to say nothing of the bruises she left and the clothes she ripped through," Severus snarled as he cradled his son close. Harry was easily dizzy and trying not to get sick, vaguely he had to agree with his new father. It did, in fact, feel like one of the many times Vernon had given him a concussion.
"Tend to the imp... I think I want to know exactly why she thought that she had the right to grab any child much less that Heir of a Nobel and Ancient house," Voldemort growled out himself. "After all, we were here peacefully heading to the bank. I even catered to the public in using glamours to avoid panicking anyone."
"My lord, Madam Bones is expecting you for the emergency meeting," Dwalish said, approaching them from the newly arrived group of Aurors. None of them had any prior knowledge as to what the trouble was when they responded to the panicky floo call. On the plus side Dwalish's newly public status as a Death Eater on the Auror force was suddenly paying dividends. They had someone who could safely approach the Dark Lord to find out what the hell was going on!
"I am aware. It was one of the only reasons we bothered to leave the Manor prior to deciding what both Severus and Harry actually need after the healer proscribed bed rest," Voldemort drawled. "I was quite disgusted to realize our world has allowed the Potter Heir to be regularly starved and tortured for most of his life. I will be having words with those responsible and with the Wizengamot over the matter. Although it does show case Harry's strength quite nicely as almost anyone else would have died before ever reaching Hogwarts. This woman grabbed Harry and shook him like a rag doll. In his fragile state that could have very easily killed him."
Dwalish, along with most of his Auror fellows, paled at this news.
"Harry... What is this?" Severus demanded sharply, his voice suddenly cold.
"From detention with Umbridge," Harry slurred. He knew what was being asked about without opening his eyes by the way that the long potion stained fingers tracing the scarred words etched into the back of one hand. I must not tell lies.
"I will kill her!" Severus snarled furiously, his obsidian eyes blazing with fury as he clutched Harry close to his chest.
"What?" Dwalish asked sharply. He had to get as much information as quickly as possible before everything blew up in his face!
"Scars from a blood quill!" Severus spat, glaring hatefully at the pink clad bitch who was only just now clambering unsteadily to her feet. Voldemort growled, low and menacing as his fury burned behind his Occlumency shields. Yet still Harry, winced and bit back a whimper at the intensity of the bleed through flowing down their mind link.
"I'm not the only one," Harry managed to whimper before passing out under the combined onslaught of Voldemort's rage and the concussion he had sustained.
The silence that suddenly engulfed the alley was deadly.
"How many? How many of our children have scars because of you?!" Voldemort spat as he slowly advanced on the, by now, completely terrified witch.
"Kill her later!" Severus ordered as he shot towards the bank and their on site healers with Harry bundled in his arms. Passing out on top of a concussion was a very bad thing and Severus refused to loose their imp with help right ithere/i. Voldemort, trusting Snape's judgement, took up the rearguard as they headed for the bank. Not a single spell was fired at them as they retreated into the bank and no one was crazy enough to follow after them into Gringotts territory.
"Unhand me you imbecile! I am the Undersecretary to the Minister!" Umbridge screeched as a couple of the Aurors decided to arrest her.
"Funny, I don't believe temporary Minister Bones appointed you. After the magical purge that swept the Ministry after the magic declared Fudge a traitor and killed him it also either killed, trapped, or incapacitated everyone allied with him. The magic gave a listing of all newly empty posts and you just listed one of them. I don't remember your name on any of the ministry personnel lists. Unless, of course, you haven't been to the ministry since the ancient magic was triggered. That's the only way I can see you as not being in custody," Auror Jones said darkly. "Lets see, what else was it he said? Ah, yes, Torture of a Minor, Torture of a least one Noble House Heir, Misuse of Power, Use of a level 5 Dark Artifact on a Minor, Use of a level 5 Dark Artifact on a Noble House Heir... Did I miss anything Max?"
"I can think of a few more easily just based on this mess in the alley," Auror Max said darkly.
"She's lucky that the Dark Lord thought healing Potter was more important," Dwalish snorted in disgust. "Right, he's being peaceful but it wont hurt to leave a few behind while this waste of air gets dragged into the Ministry cells to await trial."
The other Aurors murmured agreement and everyone sorted themselves out with Umbridge portkeyed to a cell and the Alley gaining a few extra Aurors for the day.
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A/n: Okay, ideas on what they will find in the bank records? Or should we just stick with picking up an overview file and getting both Severus and Harry new wardrobes in a rush before the meeting? Skip most of it for the meeting? Or really lay out how screwed up things are?