Cliché Bunny 1: Harry is forced to bond to an adult to save his life and magic – or to satisfy Dumbledore's need for control. Dumbledore picks Severus Snape as the best choice. (Bashing only Dumbledore, Snape, Scrimgeour, and Umbridge. No Weasley bashing in this one.)

Albus Dumbledore looked out toward the Great Hall at Hogwarts.

The entire Order of the Phoenix, save two, and several students who knew Harry Potter were in attendance. There were also Wizengamot witnesses and reporters. He had carefully laid the compulsion charms on the benches so that no interference could take place.

Next to him stood Severus Snape. Severus had taken a small of convincing but had eventually agreed to the plan. Albus knew it was an imposition but his argument that Harry Potter needed to be controlled for the Greater Good had swayed him.

Actually, if Albus Dumbledore had been able to read the master occlumens' mind, he would have seen the truth: Severus Snape was perfectly willing to do anything to torment the spawn of Potter. He loathed the teenager and only his Oath to Dumbledore had prevented him taking revenge.

Albus believed the swill he had spewed about protecting Lily's child. He didn't love Lily – he had wanted to control Lily. He was obsessed. Her happiness had no bearing on his decisions – just his own happiness.

So, to him, this was a chance to demonstrate final triumph. Severus Snape knew what almost no magical person knew but almost any muggle trained in Psychology could have explained: Rape was not about sex: It was about control.

Rufus Scrimgeour was present to perform the bonding. He had been told the prophecy by Dumbledore. He had no concern whatsoever for Potter as a person; his only concern was for his position and destroying anything which stood in the way of his maintaining that position.

Dolores Umbridge also stood as witness. The forced bonding was, in her mind, apt revenge for what she had suffered. It would also put the half-blood in his place.

Suddenly, the doors opened and Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks entered, followed by Harry Potter.

Albus called out, "Nymphadora, Remus, take a seat please." The two did so (Tonks scowling at the use of her name) and were caught up in the same charm as the rest of the audience.

Albus magically closed the doors and said, "Come forward, Harry."

Seeing the cast of Characters arrayed at the front of the Hall, Harry was very leery of doing that. "Why have I been brought here?"

"The Ministry has ordered that you be placed in a Bond. The Prophecy needs fulfilled and this Bond will help."

Harry had stopped. "How will it help, and with whom and I bonding?"

"It will help stabilize your magic, strengthen it." That it would void the emancipation from Sirius' will was not said. "For the Greater Good, Severus has agreed to be bonded."

Harry snarled. "Why would I bond to Snivellus?" He could not help but use the vile nickname he had seen his father and Sirius use – the situation had ripped his polite façade away. "I am neither gay nor willing to bond to a man who has despised me from the first moment he saw me."

Albus Dumbledore took on a grim demeanour. "You will Bond as ordered by the Ministry. Severus has agreed to put aside his animus, it is incumbent upon you to do the same."

"No!"

"You have no choice!" Dumbledore thundered.

Harry looked around and saw that the audience members never looked at him – so it was likely they were controlled. Before he could formulate a plan based on this, Dumbledore said with a grim smile, "No. They cannot interfere. The order will be carried out. I am in control here and I will to see to it that Voldemort is defeated. It is necessary! Come forward and do as is required!"

Harry snarled. "This is nothing but forced Slavery." He gripped his wand which was in his pocket. Tonks and Remus had tried to take it from him in order to satisfy Dumbledore's orders, but Harry had successfully argued that as a target he needed to be able to protect himself.

As the two had disagreed with the order, it hadn't been hard to convince them.

"You tell me I have to submit for the Greater Good so that Voldemort can be defeated?"

Albus nodded in satisfaction. The boy would submit – he was too invested in seeing the Dark Lord defeated. Albus had seen to that.

"You say I have to Bond to defeat Voldemort? You say it must be Severus Snape, despite our history? Well I say: No! He can have the lot of you!"

Harry quickly pulled his wand from his pocket and pointed it at his head.

The four people on the dais all moved to protest but it was too late.

Harry called out the hated spell, "Avada Kedavra!"

In truth, Harry did not have the sufficient self-hatred for the Killing Curse to be successful in killing himself. But he did have the sufficient hatred in his heart for Voldemort. And as this was the hatred he used, a very strange thing happened.

Harry opened his eyes and looked up. Not recognizing the ceiling, he sat up and looked around. He looked to be in Kings Cross. He was also naked.

At his desire to no longer be naked, muggle clothes appeared on his body and he took a relieved breath. He looked around and saw an ugly baby crying out in hurt. He felt both sympathy and revulsion. Before he could gather his wits, he heard a voice: "You can't help, Pup."

Harry spun around and saw the three people that he would most wish to see: His parents and his godfather.

"Hello, Pronsglet," his father said. "Fancy seeing you here." James Potter was smirking as only a Marauder could.

Harry jumped up and rushed over. The three spirits before him all embraced him. Many tears were felt, but there was no sorrow.

Finally, Harry took a deep breath and said, "So, I'm dead then. You've come to take me further?"

Lily, who also was crying and smiling, said, "Not quite."

Harry was confused.

Sirius threw his arm over Harry's shoulder and said, "Well, it's like this: The Dark Wanker left a bit of his soul inside of your scar. You didn't hate yourself enough to actually have the spell work on you. Instead – that's what caught the spell."

Harry was both appalled and relieved. "So it's gone now?"

James nodded cheerfully. "And there's more." He pointed out and suddenly Harry saw more crying babies – all that looked very similar to the one he first saw. "That's all the rest of the pieces of his soul that he had bound to different things." Harry saw that there were five babies in total. One looked like a snake. All looked horrid.

Sirius said, "And even more." He motioned behind the group and Harry turned around. He saw a number of people sitting in chairs as though waiting for a train. All were naked and none were responsive. He saw that one of them looked just like … "Voldemort is there!"

Lily said, "Actually, that's all of his marked followers including Severus." The hatred came through as she said the name. "I think I'd like to tell him exactly what I think before the train comes to take them away."

The four walked over and stood in front of Severus Snape. Snape was just as naked, just as ugly, and just as blank as all of the others. Until Lily said, "Severus."

Severus Snape suddenly became aware. He looked at the people standing before him and, suddenly there was a smell that was very distinctive.

All four scrunched their noses. Sirius said, "Well, that was something I prefer I had never witnessed."

James said, "I hope we can get this memory bleached out."

Lily said to Severus, "I thought you were my friend. And then I saw what you did to my son. I saw your heart when you agreed to the goat-fucker's plan. I couldn't help but make my opinion of you known before you get sent of to your deserved reward. I hope you suffer for eternity."

Severus Snape had collected himself and sneered. "At least I saw Potter's spawn destroyed before I died." He smirked. "Revenge was totally worth it."

Sirius and James both laughed, even as Lily sneered at Severus. Harry was wondering if he could torture Snape before he was taken away.

Sirius finally calmed and said, "Sorry to be the bearer of bad news."

James and Lily both smirked at him. Lily said, "No you're not."

Sirius grinned. "She's right. Anyway, our pup's not actually dead – unlike those you see around you. He's going back – even as you're not."

James added, "I hope that provides … comfort." He snickered.

Lily finished it with, "But at least you'll get to see Albus soon. Without your skill in potions, he'll die within a very short time. And Harry will still be alive and free. Enjoy Hell. Goodbye."

Severus Snape suddenly once again became blank. In his mind, however, he was screaming at the top of his lungs – for all the good it would do him which was none.

Sirius led the three Potters away from the platform and toward the door. "Well, pup. You should get back soon. There's a lot of people who are very upset. The shock kind of tore through Albie's compulsion charms and let me tell you, they were not happy with him or the others."

James said, "As soon as you wake up, say as loud as you can: 'Godric's Heir Asks for Sanctuary!'" He smirked again. "That will provide protection. I'm sure the reporters the new Minister brought will be quite interested in what you have to say."

Harry was shocked. "They actually brought witnesses?"

Lily nodded. "Rufus Scrimgeour wanted the Magical world to see how far he would go to defeat Voldemort. The sheep would have just followed."

Sirius said, "Not now though. I emancipated you in my will. Thus Albie trying to control you."

James said, "Yeah. Once you claim sanctuary, say, "I hereby magically accept emancipation, including all titles and duties. So I say, so it shall be!' The trace will be destroyed, you'll be an adult, and the wards will come under your full control. Any chance of you're being magically forced to do anything will be gone."

Lily stopped them. "You've done it, Harry. Riddle is gone. Enjoy your life, give me grandchildren, and don't come back for a few decades."

Harry looked at the three and said, "I'm worried that this is all just in my head."

Sirius grinned. "So what if it's all in your head?"

James said, "Doesn't mean it isn't real."

Lily said, "We love you, Harry." She then grinned and said, "Thank Molly for us."

Confused, Harry was about to ask what she meant but the three disappeared and he suddenly heard a commotion around him. He realized his eyes were closed – and he was being held tightly in someone's embrace.

His eyes snapped open and he saw that he was indeed being held by Molly Weasley. She was holding his body in one arm even as she held her wand pointed at Albus Dumbledore. He was trying to fight off his own beard as it tried to strangle him.

A number of other people had their wands pointed at Dumbledore, Umbridge, and the man who looked like a Lion.

There was complete shock as everyone heard a voice they didn't expect to ever hear again.

"Godric's Heir asks for Sanctuary!"

Several things happened at once. A visible shield formed around Harry and Molly Weasley, everyone in the room looked over at Harry's body in complete silence, and Molly Weasley screamed in joy.

For about thirty seconds, a vast amount of noise occurred even as Molly Weasley embraced what she considered her seventh son.

When Harry could finally get some air, he shouted out the phrase James had given him.

Dumbledore had finally gotten his beard under control and was about to cast a spell when he felt the wards ripped from his control.

Harry said to the woman holding him, "Let me up, please." Molly numbly did so. "My mother said to say, 'Thank you.' That's directly from Lily Potter to you."

Molly gasped, as did the rest of the Weasleys and his friends who were close enough to hear him.

With a thought, the shield around the two dropped – but Harry himself was surrounded by a nimbus of light. The audience all moved away and gave him clear access to the three remaining idiots.

"Well, Albie, (that's Sirius' name for you, by the way) your idea to control me is pretty much bollixed up." He looked around and saw Severus Snape, Draco Malfoy, as well as a few in Wizengamot robes all lying on the floor dead. "Your pet Death Eater as well as his Master and all of the Dark Wanker's minions (another name compliments of Sirius) are gone and the prophecy is fulfilled. All the little bits of soul that Riddle left behind are also gone, including the one from my scar. So there's my part done."

Albus, Rufus, and Dolores were staring at Harry in shock. So was everyone else.

"My mother said that you won't last long because you needed Snivellus' skill to survive." Harry saw the dead hand of the Headmaster and assumed that was what she was talking about. "So, I'd take care of any unfinished business pretty damn quick. As Godric's Heir, I'm closing the castle to you three. I'll explain to the reporters the new Minister so thoughtfully brought exactly what happened here. I'm sure the average witch and wizard of Great Britain will be quite interested."

With a thought, he deposited all three outside of Hogwarts' gates. That each of them was magically bound and without their wands was not Harry's problem. He'd send any belongings to the Ministry – right after he took care of informing his friends and the reporters present exactly what had taken place.

It would take a number of hours for Aurors to locate the three – and to take them into custody.

Yes. Many clichés. Not very deep or meaningful. But I had fun.

I saw a summary which inspired me:

Annabeth Volturi's Gryffindor's Slaves FF ID 9798300.

I didn't actually read it as I don't like slash. But it brought back another fic to mind:

How Dumbledore Destroyed the Wizarding World by dreamjanus FF ID 6875591.

But I definitely despise the concept of a forced bonding, so I wrote my own and gave it a happy ending (or as much of an ending as possible for just a quick plot bunny).