Chapter 8

Harry, Hermione, Ron, Luna, Ginny, and Neville all boarded the Hogwarts Express for what would be their last time. Their real selves were eighteen and were not to be going back to school. Currently they were back to their old forms thanks to a few well placed glamours. They didn't want Dumbledore to know that they knew what he had done yet. They had not spoken to anyone, not even Severus Snape. They had tried, but everything had come back. It was obvious that he and Remus had still been away on missions.

Harry had tried to get to his dad for ages, but every time the letters came back unopened. Ron had even gone to his home in his animagus form so not to be seen, to find something out. Again, nothing came of it.

They had spent the summer training, all thinking along the same lines. The quicker they get rid of them, the quicker they could live their lives. Harry had been calling Severus his dad since that night he memories had gotten back. He had loved his dad and he knew that as a child, his dad had loved him. Now Harry still did.

His friends had nothing against Snape being Harry's father. They all wished him the best and they just hoped that Severus would not break Harry's heart. They were all excited, sitting on the Hogwarts Express. Tonight was going to be a night to remember.

Tonight was going to go down in the history of Hogwarts as the sorting feast to remember. They all smirked at each other, which looked ridiculous because they all looked like there old selves. Ron, Harry, Hermione, Ginny, Luna, and Neville never smirked.

If Dumbledore had seen them smirk, he would have been running for the hills. What they had planned for him was going to be one hell of a bit of revenge. They were hoping that they had enough evidence that could get Dumbledore down. They were trying for Azkaban, but people would say he was too old for Azkaban and try St. Mungo's. Harry would not let that happen, there was no way.

He wanted his revenge. Dumbledore in Azkaban with his own personal dementor was not enough for Harry and he wanted to kill the man in the worst way possible. Sitting in the compartment, Ginny and Luna fell asleep. They had gotten up first and made breakfast for all of them. The elves had been told not to make breakfast because Harry had started making their breakfast himself one morning and had continued to do so. They all teased him about it and that was how Harry liked it.

While they were on the Hogwarts Express, Harry went to find Colin and told him to make sure he had his camera on him. After all, he wanted to see everyone's faces when they saw what their precious headmaster had done. By the end of the night the Slytherins would be going to their beds laughing, the Huffelpuff's would be confused, the Ravenclaws would want to know what would happen to Dumbledore, and the Gryffindors would be crying because their precious headmaster, the one they had always wanted to follow, was nothing but a power hungry tyrant who made Voldemort look good.

The five prefects had gone to the prefect compartment. Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Luna and also Harry whem had become an honorary prefect. They had put their Hogwarts uniforms on, not having wanted to. They were not truly students. They were taking their OWLs and NEWTs in their real names this year so no more school. And they didn't know how to act. It was their last year at Hogwarts. Would they be glad or would they be sad? Would they get too see each other more often or would they loose contact? Looking around at each other they knew they would be together forever. They had gone through too much together that summer to end up parting ways.

They may have their off days, they may have days where they hate each other and think each other is annoying, but at least they knew they would have each other. Hermione took Harry's hand in hers after they had locked and warded the train compartment and began talking quietly, mindful of the sleeping Ginny and Luna.

Before they knew it, they had arrived at Hogsmeade station. Getting off the train and into one of the carriages, they were all bouncing with excitement. They had been looking forward to this day for almost two months after reading the diary, after seeing with their own eyes what the headmaster had done just for power. It made them seethe with rage. Plastering fake smiles on there faces, they walked into the great hall as if nothing was wrong. All of them noticed that Dumbledore was doing the same as if he had never pulled more than seven families apart and killed people.

After taking their seats, Harry looked right up to where his potions master usually sat and sighed, everyone having done the same, they all smiled at each other. Harry was glad that his dad was there and was ok. He looked at his dad and could hardly believe that this was the same man that had brought him up for his first three years of his life and loved him. Having his memories was confusing for Harry because when he looked at his dad, he felt love well up inside him as well as dislike, after the way he had treated him all those years.

But Harry was ready to forgive him and try. He would not have if he had not gotten his memories back. Harry looked away when he saw the loathing that was directed at him from his dad. He felt a pang of hurt before saying to himself 'he doesn't know ya, divvy.' Looking away, he didn't see the confusion on the man's face.

Severus had been looking at Harry right in the eye and saw the love directed, to whom Snape didn't know, when Harry looked away, hurt in his eyes. Severus felt emotions he didn't understand well up inside him. He had to stop himself from clutching his head as a picture came forth.

A picture of his house with Lily Evans beaming in the back round. Severus lifting a boy three-years-old, love filling his heart and carrying him around with a smile on his face. A boy who looked just like Severus himself.

Shaking his head, he put it down to what he had wished. He had liked Lily, but she had never wanted him. It had been James bloody Potter she had wanted. All he could think sometimes was that Harry should have been his, unaware that he really was.

Severus began listening as the sorting was about to begin, hoping to get less Slytherins because he felt useless. He could not save his Slytherins. Dumbledore would not let him, no matter how much he asked. He even begged, but he still would not budge from saying no. Then, interrupting before the hat spoke, Harry went up to the sorting hat and whispered to it for a good five minutes before going back to his seat.

Oh you may not think I'm pretty

But I am your sorting hat,

Let me tell you something,

Do you honestly think Slytherin was bad?

Do you honestly think Godric was brave?

Do you honestly think lady Huffelpuff was stupid?

Or Rowena loved books too much?

Let me tell you something,

Get your facts right and stop listening to gossip?

Godric was brave and stupid, rushing into battle head first,

Salazar how the mighty fall, fell defending Hogwarts,

Lady Huffelpuff was smart and loyal but she was human and made mistakes!

And Rowena had a life out of books and was great.

The tides are now turning, darkness will decend thanks to the great six

As well as someone else you all love, after this remember we are only human,

Get together under Hogwarts or all will be lost; you're fighting for purity of blood,

Yet do you know the Dark Lord of Lord Voldemort is nothing but another

Half blood? His name being Tom Marvalo Riddle,

Look it up and now let the sorting begin.

The hat winked at Harry before it closed up and looked like a hat again. The headmaster was holding his goblet so hard that it cracked. Severus was sitting at the head table smirking, he had wanted to tell his Slytherins not to join the Dark Lord, but Dumbledore had forbidden him. Dumbledore knew that if the Slytherins, Gryffindors, Huffelpuffs, and Ravenclaws got together, they would not need a hero. If they worked together, he would be pushed aside.