A/N: Sorry this update was so long, I left this chapter on my old computer which I have only just been able to get hold of again, sorry!! I hope this was worth the wait, there should be more soon promise!!
Harry stood outside the Hermione and Ginny's house, he couldn't work out if he should try and take muggle transport into London or if he should apparate, he decided to apparate as he had no idea exactly how to get to London. A few seconds later he had arrived in the dingy pub before the entrance of Diagon Ally, he walked towards the door exiting towards the muggle city of London. The main reason for his coming to London was to find a job, he thought that it might help having a job in the muggle world for a while so that he could get used to socialising before he re-joined the wizarding world for good.
After walking round for hours going into several bars, shops, restaurants and job centres Harry sat down in a Starbucks with a cup of coffee, he realised that without any muggle qualifications looking for a job in muggle London was going to be tough work. He finished his coffee, looking down at his watch he saw that it was around lunch time, giving up for the time being he walked back to the pup outside Diagon Ally and entered.
He took a seat at a table near the back of the pub, ordered some food from a waiter and sat there watching the other people in the pup. Just as the food arrived a figure clad in dark robes entered the pub. The figure was a man with greasy black hair which now held small flecks of grey in it, Harry looked up and stared at him it was his old potions master. Harry would never forget that face, the one that had looked at him with a sour expression, beetle black eyes that had glared at him every time he had addressed him were now staring straight back into Harry's green eyes with a expression of shock.
"P-Potter? Harry Potter?" Snape said mouth slightly open still staring at Harry. The rest of the occupants of the pub turned round and followed Snapes gaze, they stopped what they were going and gawked, some even dropped their glasses, which resulted in shattering sounds reverberating round the quite pub.
"Erm…yes Professor." Harry said not knowing what else to say, what do you say an old teacher who hated you and thought you were dead for the past four years?
Ron was sitting at the bar over another glass of firewhisky, he was as shocked as anyone at seeing Snape address a man sitting alone in the pub as Harry Potter, but looking closely you could see how the mistake could have been made easily, he did look rather like Harry. Ron continued to stare waiting for the man to deny that he was Harry and revel his true identity, then he would profess that Snape was deluded and would finally have him sacked. He smiled and waited, his jaw dropped open as the man made no move to deny that he was Harry, more over he answered to the name, that could only mean one thing, Harry was alive and he was sitting there on his own in the pub eating his lunch.
"Don't fear I'll sort this out!" Ron called through the quite pub walking over albeit slightly tipsily towards Harry pointing his wand towards him. "You are under arrest!" He screamed binding Harry with a set of chords that wrapped around him making sure he couldn't move.
"What for?" Harry asked Ron not struggling against the bonds that Ron had put him in.
"For…For…" Ron tried to find something that Harry was doing which was against the law. "For murder!"
Harry rolled his eyes. "And who exactly did I murder?"
"You know who!" Ron shouted angrily in Harry's direction.
"Err…no I don't, that's why I'm asking you?" Harry was trying to hold back a laugh at Ron's actions.
Snape seemed to grab hold of his senses again and took in the scene before him, there was Ron with wand raised pointing it at Harry who was tied up with magical bonds, it seemed as though Ron was trying to arrest Harry for the murder but neither seemed to have an idea on who Harry had murdered, unless… "Mr. Potter, I think that Mr. Weasley is trying to arrest you for the murder of Voldemort, is that right Mr. Weasley?"
The other occupants tore their gaze away from Harry and fixed it on Ron who was now going red with what seemed to be a mixture of anger and embarrassment of doing such a thing. "Yes, why shouldn't I, he killed, he should do time for it." There were a few more smashing glasses from the shock of Ron's words, even those that may have thought that Harry may become the next dark lord would now be on his side they all agreed that Harry killing Voldemort was a good thing no matter if it was him that had done it.
"This is ridiculous." Harry said standing up the magical bonds releasing themselves as he thought the counter curse. "I'm not going to be arrested for killing a mass murdering lunatic."
"See there dark magic, I told all of you that he couldn't be trusted!" Ron screamed pointing a finger at Harry.
"It's not dark magic, just wandless and wordless." Harry assured.
"Oh yeah and that's not dark at all is it." Ron retorted sneering.
"No it's not Mr. Weasley just a power that few have to perform." Snape said glaring at Ron, secretly impressed at the amount of power that the Potter boy could have.
"And why should we trust you death eater? How do we know you're not in league with him waiting for the perfect time to strike." Ron had turned on Snape now.
Snape sighed the denseness of this Weasley was one that he had never seen. "Didn't I prove my allegiance as a spy?" Snape asked Ron tired of being accused of being a death eater by the red haired boy, the rest of the occupants of the pub nodded in agreement, Ron's anger and embarrassment rose further leaving him the colour of his hair.
"The only thing that you proved was that you were a back stabbing greasy git!"
"Hey the only back stabbing git I see here is you, all those years I thought we were friends and I was nothing but a means to and end, then you slagged me down and accused of being disturbed and dark the first chance you got."
"Of which I'm neither" Harry added trying to assure the room that he wasn't in case they would take that as a confession.
Ron snorted though he knew that there was truth in the words that Harry had said. "Still, doesn't mean that you should get away with murder, you should at least have a trial."
"Fine I will!" Harry held out his hands. "Well what are you waiting for cuff me."
Harry waited Ron didn't make a move, knowing that he didn't have the authority to do so, after a few moments of Harry waiting to be arrested by Ron, Snape groaned. "He can't, he doesn't hold the power of arrest being a novelist and an all round drunk." Snape muttered the last part under his breath. "But if you wait here we can call some auroras that will take you to trial."
"Okay." Harry shrugged. "How long do you think they will be here in?"
Snape raised his eyebrows in surprise, Harry actually wanted to be arrested and trialled for the murder of Voldemort, this was something that he was not expecting to happen when he had walked in wanting to do some shopping that day. "About 10 minutes."
Harry nodded sitting down again asking the waiter for a drink of water. "Might as well eat my lunch then." Snape sat down in a spare seat at Harry's table along with Ron who was occupied with another glass of fire whisky and kept his eye trained on Harry as if waiting for him to make a break for it.
"You should really stop consuming that much alcohol, wizards have yet to come up with a cure to liver failure." Snape commented scrunching his nose at Ron who was taking yet another swig.
"You sound just like Hermione." He grumbled.
"Clever girl that one, you should have really listened to her, she's probably the best you ever had." Snape retorted looking round at the people who had started whispering to each other, no doubt about what they had just witnessed. Ron went red with anger but before he could retort Snape had changed the conversation. "Potter you really know how to make an entrance don't you?"
Harry chuckled taking the last bite of his sandwich. "Not the one I hoped for."
"What were you hoping for a parade?"
"No, I thought I would be killed on the spot after what I saw written about me after the final battle." Harry answered not looking at Ron who was sitting in an angered silence.
"I guess you didn't see any other newspapers since then?"
"Nope, decided just to disappear and hoped that people would forget about me, apparently they didn't."
"We seem to have a need to pay homage to the hero who got rid of Voldemort."
Ron snorted, both Harry and Snape ignored him. "So what has changed since I left?"
"Where to begin." Snape said. "First Arthur Weasley was promoted to Minster of Magic, since then he's managed to improve rights for half-breeds werewolf's and such have been able to find good paid work. Muggle-born's and half-blood's have been more accepted within the community of pure-bloods, though some still would prefer if their children refrain from marrying muggle-born's, but that was never going to be changed completely. Other than a few other minor things there has been a relaxed attitude within the wizarding community as there is no fear of the dark lords return." Snape gave a brief over view of what life was like after Harry had left.
"Anything else I should know?" Harry asked relaxing back into his seat drinking his water.
"I don't know if I am the right person to tell you but I think you should know…" Snape trailed off trying to find the words.
"If it's about me having a son I already know." Harry ran a hand through his hair knowing he was going to have to make a decision about what he should do soon because it was likely that Ginny would know that Harry was back and alive in the next few hours.
Snape looked surprised, Ron had looked up slightly the only indication that he had been listening to them talking for the past few minutes. "You know?" Snape choked out.
"Yeah, I was in here yesterday and Hermione offered me a place to stay so I took it, it seems that she was living with Ginny and was running a sort of bed and breakfast thing, I met him there." Harry explained, looking down at his plate.
Ron stared at him. "You were that guy from yesterday." He pointed accursedly at Harry, both Snape and Harry ignored him and went back to their conversation.
"Why didn't I hear about that? You would think that people would have noticed that you were around if you were in here yesterday?" Snape asked confused.
"Well they didn't, I kind of told Hermione that I was James William, she just thought that I was in the year above, I wouldn't have done that if I had known that I would be meeting my son." Harry sighed.
Before Snape could ask another question two auroras entered Ron was calling them over saying, "I've got him, no need to worry, I've got him." The auroras just shook their head at the slightly drunk red head. Snape took them to one side and explained what was happing to them, they nodded becoming more confused by the minute, finally they walked over and cuffed his hands together looking rather apologetic at what they were doing. Harry allowed himself to be brought up from his seat and apprated away being informed that there was a court hearing for him and his so called 'crime' in two hours time, before that he would be held in a cell at the Minstery of Magic and would be allowed to talk to a layer if he wanted one.
Ginny arrived at in the French alps in the lobby of the hotel that George and Stacy were staying at, she looked over and saw her brother coming over with a smile plastered on his face. "Hey Gin." He greeted kissing her on both cheeks.
"Hey, how's your time away." Ginny grinned cheekily up at him.
"It was going well till we felt this magic trace which Stacy decided that we needed to inform Hermione about."
"Don't worry about it I don't think we will need to be here for that long, there's some news from the ministry." Hermione said coming over and looking slightly dazed.
"What's happened?" Ginny asked taking in Hermione's dazed look and becoming slightly worried.
"It seems that Harry has been found."
George and Ginny's mouths fell open. "What! Where?" George spluttered out
"In the Leaky Cauldron, he was eating lunch and Snape recognised him and then Ron tried to arrest him…"
"What for?" Ginny cut in.
"For killing Voldemort." Hermione answered looking even more dazed as she went on.
George couldn't hold in his laughter. "Why would he do that?"
"I guess Ron didn't have anything else to arrest him on." Hermione said starting to laugh as well.
"So where is Harry now?"
"He's in a holding cell awaiting trial."
"He really got arrested?" Ginny said shocked putting her hand over her mouth.
"Apparently he asked and waited for auroras to arrive whilst eating his lunch."
George laughed harder. "That's our Harry always making the best entrance he could do."
"When's the trial?" Ginny asked.
"In an hour so we better get going if we want to see him before."
"Okay, I'll see you later George, say hi to Stacy for me." Ginny said, she felt as if she was in a dream.
The two slightly dazed and confused girls apprated to the entrance hall of the Minstery of Magic, Hermione strode up to the front desk. "Yes how may I help you?" Said the old witch sitting at the desk.
"I would like to visit Mr. Harry J Potter in his holding cell please." Hermione said showing her aurora ID badge confirming she had authority to do so.
"And what about you?" The witch asked looking at Ginny.
"She is coming as an escorted guest." Hermione explained.
"Okay, I will need your details please fill out this form." The lady passed over a piece of parchment to Ginny, once filled in the parchment rolled itself up and added itself into the filing system behind the front desk. "This is for you," The old witch handed Ginny a badge that allowed her access to the holding cells. "Mr. Potter is in cell 12 on floor 2."
Hermione said a quick thanks before she and Ginny walked towards the packed elevator, they pressed the button to floor two, Hermione caught a glimpse of a long line of people at the front desk probably all asking for permission to go to Harry's holding cell, the screen that flashed the latest news headlines were flashing the words "Potter back from the dead arrested for the murder of You Know Who." Hermione shook her head realising how misleading that title could be as the lift doors closed and they started to shoot upwards.
"There you are." Snape said as he caught sight of Hermione and Ginny exiting the lift at the now packed seconded floor.
"Yeah, what's going on here?" Ginny asked looking at the amount of reporters milling round with cameras.
"It seems that word has got out that Potter is here and is awaiting trial, they are all waiting to have the first picture of him and the exclusive interview. Come this way." He escorted the two girls through the crowd to a black door that lead into a room with two minstery guards (A/N: Not dementors they don't use them anymore.).
"Please hold out your arms with you legs apart so that we can check for any times that cannot pass this point." One guard said as the other brought out a device much like a mental detector and proceeded to scan it over both Hermione's and Ginny's bodies before they were satisfied that there was nothing dangerous on them. "Please hand your wands over whilst you visit the detained area."
Snape rolled his eyes. "I have all ready told you two that there is no need to do that the detained can perform wandless magic, if he really wanted to escape then he would have already done so." The guards looked embarrassed and handed the girls back their wands.
"You may enter when you please."
The two girls looked at the door in front of them with trepidation, what would Harry be like, would he be angry, would he be dark? Neither of them knew, Snape had not informed them that they had all ready met Harry since his return.
"Here goes nothing." Ginny said taking a deep breath before opening the door and entering walking towards cell 12 with Hermione following behind her. The two stood in front of the cell looking at the man that was sat there looking bored and playing catch with a ball of magic as he threw it against the wall. "Harry!?"
He turned to the voice of shock catching the ball as he bounced of the wall. "Hey, how are you doing?" He said sheepishly trying to smile sweetly at them as their jaws fell open for the second time that day.
A/N: how was that? If there was anything that didn't make sense then please tell me, thanks.