Severus was positively fuming by the time he reached the Entrance Hall. Instead of going straight to the Headmaster, he went to the dungeons and packed everything before writing a letter of resignation. Walking to the Headmaster half an hour later, he spoke, "Jellybeans" before going up to see the old man.
Hearing a 'come in,' Severus walked right in and slammed the letter down on the desk.
"What is this?" Albus Dumbledore had been severely hoping that it wasn't what he thought it was.
"My letter of resignation. I resign. On the condition of being lied to and for the belief of you not having a care for the present students or the future students. Especially someone as important to the world as the 'Boy-Who-Lived," Severus snarled.
Dumbledore blinked in shock. "What do you mean? And, you can't resign. The Unbreakable Vow..."
"Only applies to the safety and welfare of Harry Potter. You have shown a lack of care for that child. I love how you have been telling me how spoiled he is," Severus said, saying spoiled sarcastically. "And, how dare you bring the Unbreakable Vow into this! If I stayed here, knowing what you did, I would be dead."
"Dear boy, where have you gotten your information from? It can't be right," Dumbledore asked, wondering who on the street hadn't been silenced from their suspicions. Never crossed his mind that the boy's aunt would have told in her right mind.
"Never mind that. I will be looking for Mr Potter and will teach him myself. He'll be home schooled, away from you and your influence. Merlin only knows how far he got since he found it necessary to run away at eight!"
Now Dumbledore was astonished. "You? Teach? You hate teaching one subject! Not only that, but do you really want him to not be connected to any peers? Emotionally at a lower level?"
Severus sneered. "I doubt the boy is at a low emotional level. And after teaching these brats for the past eleven years, I can confidently say that most five year olds have a higher maturity level. What with their foolish belief that everything is always black and white and not knowing of sacrifice.
"At this moment, I will be talking to McGonagall, doing something that should have been done long ago, and finding the boy who I'm supposed to take care of. Good bye, Albus." And without waiting for an answer or saying another word, Severus left the office and a shell shocked Headmaster.
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Severus stepped outside Minerva's private rooms, contemplating how to tell the strict, but soft teacher what her mentor did to the child of two of her favorite students. Knocking on the door, he waited for less than a minute before the door opened and an anxious teacher was on the other side.
"Well? What happened? Where is he? How is he? Is he..."
"Slow down Minerva. Let's sit down and I'll explain everything I know up to this point about Harry James Potter," Severus said, mentally smirking at the usually unflappable teacher.
Explaining to his ex-coworker and friend what had taken place, both at the Dursley's and with the Headmaster, he was satisfied at the outraged expression that appeared on her face.
"That...that..." Minerva couldn't even find words to finish her sentence.
"Foolish, old, manipulative coot," Severus finished for her, taking a sip of the tea he had.
"YES! I should have checked up on the boy. I knew there was something wrong with that house."
Severus blinked. "You've been to the house?"
"Been there? I was there when Albus left Harry on the doorstep. I had been watching the house all day!" Minerva explained.
"Did Dumbledore talk to them at all?"
"No. Just left Harry there with a note explaining what had happened."
Now Severus was confused. "But, I saw charms on the younger Dursley. The boy. I also think that Petunia had some put on her at some point, but I think she either broke through them or...I don't know, I'm confused and I don't like it."
"Wait, charms? Those people hate magic!" Minerva exclaimed.
"I think we need to go see Aurors. We need to fix what's happening to these people."
"Do you know how to find Harry?"
Severus thought for a moment about the picture in his pocket. "Yes. I think I can find him. Do you remember the spell to manipulate pictures so the person in them will have the present appearance?"
"Why? Do you have...may I?" Minerva asked hesitantly.
Severus took the box out of his pocket and unshrunk it. Opening the box, there was a 3x5 picture of a small boy with a haunted look in his eyes. Looking closely at the picture, Severus commented, "No eight year old should have had such a haunted look in their eyes."
Minerva decided to do the spell. An elven year old with high cheekbones, dark hair, bright eyes, and a mischievous smile appeared. "Holy...this boy looks more like Lily then I thought he would have. He looked so much like James when he was a baby."
"Petunia mentioned when he disappeared he looked greatly like his mother," Severus commented absently.
"I think Albus added a great many charms to the boy's relatives and on the boy himself. Again, we need more information."
"You talk to the Auror's. I'll find the boy."
With a nod, Severus left the rooms to exit the school. Minerva watched Severus walk across the grounds from the window before going to the fire. After all, she had some Auror's to contact that would keep this information to themselves. Moody should work, with maybe Auror Shaklebolt and Nymphadora Tonks just graduated, didn't she? She could probably help Severus find an eleven year old living on the streets.
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A/N: Sorry it's taken so long to update and I haven't responded to any reviews. I tried to update this many weeks ago, but the internet connection was crappy and the page froze every time I tried. I do have the next...many chapters written and should be able to update this story quicker then I have. If you want the full story, wait a few days and I'll tell it.