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Life Changes

To Harry the comedy never ended that day. All the adults blanched at Severus' announcement of unfinished business. Hermione and Ron both realized that the Professor was really and truly pissed at Vernon. The real surprise was Dudley did not object to the fact his father was undoubtedly about to be tortured.

Severus delighting in the fact that Dumbledore

was not there

did not leave instructions barring him from Vernon

He had a lesson to teach about the Dark Arts.

Suffice to say that a very angry Vernon Dursley realized his mistakes about one Harry Potter the minute he saw the potions master at his son's bedroom door. "Mr. Dursley," Snape closed and locked the door. "I believe that it is about time you became aquatinted with what your nephew is fighting against." He slowly started to unfasten the numerous buttons that aligned his sleeves. A tattoo only familiar to those who were from the close to the wizarding world appeared on his forearm.

"I have a reputation to uphold and con not be seen in a disheveled manner." Hi hands having finished with the sleeves started on the buttons down front. "I would not like to appear unkempt after our little discussion it could get messy." Snape's robe dropped from his shoulders, and he finished disrobing to carefully fold his garments. With a cruel and evil smile he placed his robe in a drawer; wand out he turned.

Luna and Dumbledore arrived to 4 Privet Drive expecting a cacophony of noise and gaiety from all the unexpected company the house was having. An eerie silence greeted them as if the house was anticipating something. They climbed the stairs and found everyone in the hall watching and listening for the words and sounds streaming from where Vernon Dursley was. In an instant Dumbledore knew what was happening. He also knew that for health reasons of his own not to interrupt Severus.

"Damn! I forgot all about him." He glanced at Alistair Moody standing next to him with a sheepish and mischievous. "Severus is in there isn't he? I wanted to get Vernon out of here before Severus remembered that he was here.

Severus was quite enjoying the torture so far, and he had not even cursed the Lard yet. Vernon looked primed and ready for his lesson to begin. "Now as you probably know I am one of your nephew's professors at his school, and we most recently found out that we have a familial connection. As a teacher I feel it necessary to give my pupils a good background so that understanding is achieved.

In case you do not quite know your nephew's background the evil wizard tyrant that killed his parents name is Lord Voldemort also known as the Dark Lord also known as Tom Riddle. Although most wizarding kind calls him He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named for this lesson I will refer to him as the Dark Lord." By this time he was pacing as he was relating his story and twirling his wand. The wand had Vernon sweating profusely because it was shooting off sparks.

The Dark Lord heard part of a prophecy that led him to believe that your nephew and another boy could do him great harm. Not knowing the full prophecy he created his worst enemy by going after the boy. In the wizarding world there are some wizards who follow the Dark Lords teachings known as Death Eaters. Death Eaters can usually be identified by a tattoo as you muggles call it. The tattoo is distinctive as a skull with a snake leaving the mouth." Severus pointed to his own Dark Mark on his forearm.

"As you can obviously see I am a Death Eater...actually I am a spy in his ranks." The Dark Lord is no fool he only wants the best of followers. To join we have to be able to cast the three worst curses known out there. I need a volunteer to demonstrate. Ahhhh yes since it's only us I guess you shall be my guinea pig for two of them. First the proper wards need to be placed so the ministry doesn't detect our fun."

By now his eyes were twinkling evilly and amusement was clear on his face. He cast three spells in rapid order that Vernon couldn't make out. Severus waited unto; a feeling of dampness was in the air. With a malicious grin, "Now we can start."

Molly Weasley was bustling about the kitchen cleaning up after the buffet they put on earlier. She also checked the pantry, cabinets, and fridge to make sure assess what needed to be added to the kitchen. She heard a noise from the door was very shocked to see her estranged son, Percy. Quite stunned Molly sagged against the clean counter; she never thought she would see her son again after the confrontation last year at Hogwarts when Ron was almost killed by Death Eaters trying to get to Harry.

"Percy what are you doing here? Y...You said that you never wanted anything to do with the family as long as we supported Harry."

Percy cut in, "Mum...I know what I said and it was foolish and stupid of me to give you and ultimatum like that. My pride was hurt that I was supporting a losing side at the ministry. I've come with some information for Professor Dumbledore." He rushed ahead before Molly could answer.

Minister Fudge had an auror going to be enrolling as a student next year to spy and get close to Harry. Also in light of the current situation of this summer and You-Know-Who select students at Hogwarts will be allowed to use magic early. The paper work is being seen to as we speak. I...I... Mum ma uh may I come home...please? I miss my family and everyone."

Molly was already nodding her head in acceptance, tears streaming down her face. Percy looked relieved but he wasn't finished yet. "First tell the family that I apologize, and I will give them another apology if they want one. Also that I hope that they forgive me, and I'll give them a week and then I will return home. Mum...thank you. I love you.

"Oh Percy," Molly commenced to fall into tears and grabbed her son into a stronghold hug. She was so happy that her son was coming home and her family was once again complete.

Tears streamed down the portly face as Vernon finally realized that he was beyond help from the very mean and pissed off wizard. Severus noticed his tears and sneered at him. "Oh come on! Be a man you nephew has been hit with both curses and he only screamed; there was no crying involved with him.

Now the first curse is like hypnotism where I place a spell on you and you follow my directions. Actually maybe mind control is a better description. "Imperio!" Vernon's eyes went out of focus and Snape waited until his tears stopped to give his first command.

"Strip Mr. Dursley." Vernon stripped without a fight. Snape had fight his to keep from getting sick upon seeing the nasty revolting whale of a man nude. What one must do to enjoy torture. "Now pick up the knife and proceed to carve in any words you want to add to your nephew's skin on your own." The knife was picked up without any hesitancy, and soon the word freak was carved crookedly into the left thigh. Next filth was carved on his bulging stomach.

Vernon carved many words into his skin. Severus let him continue until the words were beginning to overlap each other. The first two words were repeated multiple times, and other words ranged from Boy to profanity. The knife was dropped for a third time when Severus removed the spell.

A scream erupted from Vernon's throat as soon as the spell was lifted. He couldn't believe that he did what that demented wizard in form of him commanded him to do. Once his whimpering and screaming calmed Severus began his second spell lesson.

"Now that you know what the Imperious curse is it is time you learned my favorite curse of the three. Ironically this curse is also favored by the Dark Lord; he uses it on his followers frequently as punishment. It is called the Cruciatus curse, and it's known for causing great amounts of pain...Cruico!"

Vernon's eyes widened as he heard the word pain. He didn't even hear Severus cast he curse, but he felt its immediate affects. How could anything hurt so badly? His blood felt on fire, and his muscles rippled quickly as if he was being electrocuted. All he could do now was scream, and he continued to do it until his voice was gone. By now he figures that he must have been held under the curse for over an hour. It was inhumane to leave someone under for so long.

After a minute Severus released the curse odd of Dursley. He watched dispassionately as the tub of lard twitched and quivered on the floor. The man was blubbering incoherently about the pain. Children have been held under the cruiatus curse for longer, and they managed not to disgrace themselves. "Get up, Mr. Dursley! You are carrying this too far. Merlin man you are over dramatic. Children even your nephew reacted better, and he was held under the curse two or three times for about five minutes each time. I only gave you a taste and you lasted barely even a minute.

The last curse we are going to discuss is Avada Kedavra; this is the only curse that I sadly cannot show you. There has only been one person ever to survive this curse." Vernon's eyes bulged once he figured out that the Avada Kedavra curse was the killing curse. "Pay attention, Vernon! As I was saying only one person has ever survived. I believe you know him...he is identified by a dark curse scar in the shape of a lightening bolt on his forehead."

The paling in Vernon's face was most appropriate. "That's right your nephew is the only SINGLE PERSON to survive the curse, and the only one who can defeat the Dark Lord. And you tied to kill him. He is the only one who can stop the other sick fucks that follow him. I am a dark wizard that is on the light side. Just think what would happen if the dark side won, all of the wizards would grow up to be just like me, and the muggles of the world would be come our slaves, and practice targets.

Since you have stopped your sniveling I guess that our lesson is over." Severus started to get his robes from the drawer, and pulled them on. "Anyway the headmaster has been waiting outside the door to take you to your REAL punishment. Have a nice life." Severus started to walk to the door after he tore down the wards he placed earlier. "By the way Dursley," pulling out a scroll and quill, "sign this parchment. It will allow your son to be adopted by someone who will offer your son to be adopted by someone who will offer him protection because he is your nephew's only living blood relative." At Vernon's perplexed look he announced something that shattered the fragile hold that was left of Vernon's mind. "You killed your wife," and with that the door opened and he walked out.

A/N: So sorry that this took so long. My grandmother suffered from two strokes recently and I have been very busy. This is not the complete chapter, but since this chapter is 20 written pages, and I typed 10 already I figured that you would not mind waiting a few more days until I can type the second half.

The funniest thing about this chapter though is Severus' revenge kind of took it over. This chapter was only going to be about 12 pages. Please Review. I really love it.