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Dumbledore will be in this chapter you guys.

'Thoughts.'

"Talking."

Flashbacks

Snape was out to get everything ready for Harry's Birthday party this afternoon. What he didn't know was that Dumbledore would stop by this morning when he left.

Harry was in the living room when he heard someone come through the floo network. Since his dad left only 15 minutes ago, he thought that it was him.

"Dad, Is that you? Did you forget something?" Harry questioned.

"Ahh, Harry my boy, how are you?" the unknown voice said.

Harry stiffened at the sickly sweet voice that he couldn't even recognize; he asked the all to cliché question, " Who are you?"

"Oh, how rude of me. My name is Albus Dumbledore, and I'm going to be your Headmaster for Hogwarts this year, again I ask my dear boy, how are you?"

Harry was nervous when the man said his name was Dumbledore, his father told him to stay away from him and he is standing somewhere in the living room.

"I'm fine..." Harry hesitantly answered.

"That is absolutely wonderful, so Severus has been taking very good care of you?" Dumbledore questioned.

Harry knew that the reply was forced and got even more anxious. He knew his father wouldn't be home for at least a little while longer; he had to keep Dumbledore busy until his dad gets back.

"Yes, my DAD has been taking care of me. Why do you want to know?" Harry questioned as he walked slowly back with his hands in back of him (he was making sure he didn't bump into anything since he can't see).

"He has been keeping you from your living relatives, who have confessed their deepest apologies for damaging your eyes'. They want you to come back so they can help you and make up for what they did. Severus doesn't truly care about you, he has despised you from the very beginning..."

"You're lying! They don't want me, they tortured and beat me all because I can use magic. My DAD wants me because we did a blood ritual thing to make him officially my father, and its per..." Harry exclaimed with out thinking.

"HE DID WHAT, BOY?" Harry tensed, that questioned triggered a bad memory he most certainly didn't want to remember...

"THAT BOY DID WHAT!" Vernon Dursley yelled.

"He took Dudley's favorite toy and made him cry," Petunia Dursley, who in my opinion looked like a giraffe, told her husband.

Harry overheard them talking, 'I didn't take Dudley's toy, he was the one that didn't want it anymore." When Harry was going back to his cupboard, his uncle came barging into the room and looked as red as a tomato, saying he was angry would be an understatement, he was furious. Harry tried too run into his cupboard on time, but failed to realize that Vernon was already a reaching distance away and he got caught.

"I didn't do it!" Harry cried, but that only made him more angry.

"Boy, you will learn to behave weather you like it or not," Vernon had an evil glare on Harry who whimpered away from it.

Harry was taken into the living room and he had his pants pulled down and he knew what was coming next. His uncle brought out the belt and started beating his bum for a whole hour.

After his punishment, he had a gush of blood coming from cuts on his butt and he had welts that were beginning to form too. Harry couldn't sit for 2 weeks.

Dumbledore was furious when Harry said that Severus blood adopted Harry. He has to think fast, if he kept getting stalled then he wouldn't be able to convince Harry to go back with his relatives so his plans would be on track again. When looked back down at Harry he saw that he looked like he was going to have a panic attack.

'As long as he's distracted, I should stun him right here,' Dumbledore thought while getting his wand out.

Harry felt his breathing increase and his heart rate climbing. 'This isn't good,' Harry thought. He needed his father, but he wasn't here yet. Harry knew he was going to black out, but he wasn't going to do that when He was here; then his ears picked up on the subtle sound of the fireplace and someone casting a spell, that wasnt in Dumbledore's voice, and knew he was going to be safe and slipped into unconsciousness.

Dumbledore was about to make his move when he heard the fireplace come to life, but he was too late on reacting, and who ever came through the fireplace hit him with a dark curse.

"Don't you DARE come near him AGAIN Dumbledore!" a silky smooth voice exclaimed.

Once Dumbledore got his head together he saw who had cursed him. It was none other than Lucius Malfoy himself. He was still always dressed in the same slim black robes, walking with that cane (which holds his wand) of his and is still as pale and blond as ever.

"What are you doing here?" Dumbledore questioned Lucius.

"Well, since you want to know, I am here because Harry is having a birthday party today and he IS friends with my son, so I came over here to give him a birthday present since I wouldn't be able to see him later on when my son comes over. I was actually trying to contact him with the charmed mirror, that Severus somehow did, and tell him I was coming over, but when he didn't answer I got worried and flooed here right away. Then I see you here in front of my GODSON, who has passed out on the floor, with your wand pointed at him ready to curse him and take him who knows where!" Lucius was red in the face after he finished his rant.

Dumbledore was shocked, to say the least, that Lucius would care for someone other than Narcissa and Draco. Dumbledore was about to say something to Lucius when the fireplace erupted again and Severus stepped out with bags of stuff that looked like it was for a party. He knew that he was in trouble when Severus spotted him and gave a death glare that would probably drop him dead.

DunDunDunnnnnnn! :) What is going to happen to Dumbledore next?