A:N/ Standard disclaimers apply, see Authors note at the bottom.
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Albus Dumbledore paced restlessly in his office, stopping every few seconds to rub his forehead. As of fifteen minutes ago, Author Weasley was admitted to St. Mungo's with a serious snake bite. The prophecy was now in the hands of Voldemort. And with Harry Potter no where near interested in fighting this war, things were not looking good.
He waited patiently for the Potters, Professor's Snape, and McGonagall, and if he had gotten the message, Simon Conway.
He fingered his wand when he door to his office opened abruptly, but put away when James, Lily, Severus and Minerva walked in. He gestured them to sit and waited until Simon Conway stepped out of the fireplace before speaking.
"We have a problem," he started folding his hands on his desk, and briefly told what had happened at the Department of Mysteries.
"What will Voldemort do, now that he has the prophecy?" Lily asked her face draining of all color.
"There is no way to really tell," Dumbledore said and sighed. "All we know that Harry and his brothers are all targets now. Voldemort will stop at nothing to kill them. But for Harry's safety, he mustn't be told of the prophecy's existences."
"He already knows," James said.
Dumbledore turned and looked sharply at James.
"I was going to tell him…I thought he had the right to know…I thought he would trust me if…" James stopped and rubbed his temples. Sighing, he continued. "But he said he already knew." James said.
Dumbledore turned to Simon, his face lit with anger. "How did you know of the prophecy?"
Simon watched the old man seethe, and waited a few minutes before answering.
"Do you think that when I adopted these boys that I didn't know what I was getting myself into?" Simon laughed.
But Dumbledore ignored him. "Simon, please, I beg of you. Harry must be trained. If there is to be any hope-"
Simon sprang to his feet cutting Dumbledore off. "Save it old man," he snapped, watching as the other occupants of the room started at him, with their mouth hung open. "Let's say that I did hand Harry to you on a silver platter, what then? You'll train him up, take away what's left of his childhood, control his every move, and what? It will always come down to the same thing either he wins or he dies. This isn't just any random boy you're talking about, this isn't Adam Potter, your "boy wonder wanna be." This is my son. And you'll have to take him over my dead body." He said and stood defiantly, with his arms crossed over his chest.
Dumbledore stood as well, never breaking eye contact with Simon. "You know what they say Simon, be careful what you wish for."
The next day, Dumbledore stood in front of the whole school, and announced the disappearance of Simon Conway. He told the students as he watched the stunned faces of the Conway brother's that he suspected Voldemort was behind it.
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Harry, Nick, Jake and Drake watched silently from the shadows as people came and went from Dumbledore's office. The three hours of waiting paid off when Dumbledore emerged from his office with Professor McGonagall in tow.
"What do we do about the Conway boys?" She asked in a hushed whisper.
"We will give them a few days; they obviously the boys need to grieve." Dumbledore reasoned.
"But Dumbledore-"
"No!" he said sharply. "We need Harry Potter! He is the only chance we have now that Voldemort knows the prophecy; Harry's life is in constant danger."
"And so are his brothers! We need to protect them to Albus, they are just children!" McGonagall pleaded.
"I know that Minerva. Should anything happen to his brother's Harry will no longer have any reason to fight, but rest assured, he will fight."
"But the prophecy said that he will rise with three as the chosen four. Don't you think it would be wise to keep Harry and his brothers together?"
Dumbledore shook his head, and looked around the seemingly empty corridor to make sure they were alone, before turning back to McGonagall. "No, Harry needs to be trained under my supervision. Come summer break, Harry will be living with the Potters. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a meeting with the Minister."
McGonagall stood in the hallway long after Dumbledore had left. With a sigh she finally turned back towards her office and whispered, "I hope you know what you're doing Albus, not just for your sake, or the sake of the Wizarding world, but for the sake of those four boys."
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The Conway brothers hurried back to the unused potions classroom and used every locking and silencing charm that they knew. Their breathing was labored and heavy, their eyes wide with fear, and for the second time in their young lives, they truly did not know what to do.
"It's been days since we heard from Dad," Jake whispered. "Even when everybody thought him dead the first time, he had found a way to get to get a message to us."
Drake paced aimlessly around the room, his hands shoved in his pockets, so his brothers wouldn't see them shake. "Maybe it's time we get out of here then. You heard what Dumbledork wants to do with us. If we stay here, he'll split us up."
"It's not that simple Drake," Nick said. "You know why we had to come here, you know what Dad said. We just have to wait and see what happens."
"But the prophecy-" he started, only to be cut off.
"Screw the fucking prophecy!" Harry screamed. "We stick with the plan. Dad said that something like this might happen, but we stick with the plan. I don't know what happened to him, but I'd bet my life that Dumbledore had something to do with it, not Tom."
"So what are we going to do?' Jake asked, his voice a mere whisper.
"It's time to kick some ass," Harry said grinning evilly
Nick, Jake and Drake smiled in understanding. Dumbledore should have known, if you mess with one Conway, you mess with them all.
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Over the next two months Voldemort launched several attacks on Hogsmeade, Diagon Ally, and several Muggle homes. Auror's were wearing thin, as Voldemort's armies grew, to numbers far greater then Dumbledore's. But at the moment, he was seated behind his desk, with a smile on his face. He was holding a copy of temporary custody papers for one Harry James Conway. Harry had been temporarily been awarded to the Potter's until Simon Conway was found. Which Dumbledore knew wasn't going to be anytime soon. Across from him, a defiant Harry Conway sat with his arms folded across his chest. His expression remained blank, as Dumbledore explained about the temporary custody.
"It won't be for long my boy, but you have to understand that with the disappearance of Simon Conway, you need to be protected. And I am sure we can find suitable placements for your brothers. "I don't know if you know this, but Professor Snape is Drake's Godfather, and is willing to take him in for the summer. And Nick has a great Uncle who would be more then happy to have him for the summer."
"And Jake?" Harry asked.
"Sadly we could find no living relative for young Jacob. Someone from Wizarding family services will be here to talk to him in a few days about where he will be spending his summer. But rest assured my boy, that I will personally make sure that they are all well taken care of."
"You've got everything figured out, don't you?"
Dumbledore smiled that grandfatherly smile, and his eyes were twinkling at full blast. "You know I always keep my students best interests at heart."
Harry stood, and gave a Dumbledore a sinister smile. "My brothers and I grew up in America, sir." He said with malice. "And in our run-ins with the local LEOS (Law enforcement officers) there is an old saying. "Catch me if you can."
Dumbledore sat back in his seat and sighed. The boy was just too damn smart for his own good. No, Dumbledore thought, this wouldn't do at all. "Harry, you and your brothers cannot run from this. Voldemort is a real threat, and he would not hesitate to kill you if he found you. For your own protection you must go with your family, James, Lily, and Adam come summertime. I am sorry Harry, but I have the ministry's blessing on this, and you will go."
"The hell I will," Harry spat.
"Ten points from Gryffindor for your language Mr. Conway. I will not tolerate such disrespect, and perhaps a detention is in order as well. You'll serve the detention with your mother tomorrow night."
Harry gave Dumbledore a cold hard look before answering in a deadly calm voice. "My mother is dead, sir. She died two years ago."
"Ah yes, I know. And I know that you were there when it happened. You must feel awful letting such a thing happen."
Harry stayed silent, knowing that it was a ploy for him to lose his temper and control of his powers. Keeping his face blank, though struggling to do so, he answered. "You do well to remember not to piss me off. If that seems too hard to comprehend, just remember what happened to the last guy who pissed me off." Harry said referring to his first meeting with Tom Riddle. And with that said, he turned and left.
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As OWLS were approaching the fifth years made a mad dash to cram whatever information they could before the tests, and the strain was starting to show. But for four fifth years, studying for exams was the last thing on their minds. They tried in vain to eavesdrop on whatever conversation they could between the professors to learn where their father was, but to no avail. They had suspicions that their father was someplace that was being protected with the Fidelius Charm.
"We need to double our efforts to find him," Jake said distressingly. Jake by far had taken the news of their father's disappearance the worst. "That lady from family services already talked to me and she was going on about group homes and such. And I'm sure as hell not going."
"I know Jake, I know. We'll figure out something," Nick soothed patting his brother on the back.
"Well we had better figure it out quick," Drake said. "Not that I would mind spending some time Professor Snape, seeing as how he is my Godfather, but I prefer my own family thank you very much. His loyalty is still up in the air at the moment. Haven't figured out which side he is on."
"If Dad is someplace under the Fidelius charm, then there is no way we can find him. Not unless we knew who the secret keeper was," Nick reasoned.
Harry listened to his brother strategize, but stayed silent. He knew that going with the Potter's for the summer was inevitable. But if there was someway that he could just convince them that he was willing to change and let them into his life to get their guard down so that he could make his move then maybe…
He smiled and called for his brother's attention. It might just turn out to be an interesting summer after all…
TBC
A:N/ okay so I'm so so so very sorry for the lateness of this chap, I would have gotten it up this morning, but had not time. And I did have to jump from February to May just to get the story moving. And even though I did tell many people that Harry would not go back to the Potters, well that's the way the story goes. Thank you guys so very much for reviewing, and please keep going. What should happen this summer? Should the Conway brothers ditch their summer homes? Where in the world is Simon Conway? Again, I might be a bit late with my next update, but I will try and get it posted on time. I am also in the market for a beta if anyone is interested, experience is needed. Thanks again for reading and please review.