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Inside St. Mungo's secure spell damage ward
Severus Snape slowly regained consciousness, taking a mental inventory of wounds or abnormalities to his person started from his feet and working his way up. Everything was fine he got to his right wrist. Cracking an eye open he looked down and noticed a magic inhibitor bracelet chained to the bed rail. Hearing a slight groan to his left he glanced over and saw his godson Draco Malfoy in a similar situation. He tried thinking back to figure how they found themselves in this situation.
2 days previous
final battle
Draco and Snape were battling side by side against the deatheaters with the rest of the order. They had just taken down Lucius when a searing pain wen through their dark marks and all the other deatheaters fell screaming to the ground. A cheer went up from where Granger and Weasley stood next to a pile of ash. "Yes we did it! He's dead and so are those stupid deatheaters." Ron Weasley shouted.
"I don't see Harry anywhere. Do you think he died as well." Granger asked looking around hopefully.
"Gods, I hope so. He was getting on my nerves. Do this, do that. Leave Snape and Malfoy alone we need them. As if." Ginny spat in disgust. "He better have left us something good in his will. I sure as hell didn't come here out of the goodness of my heart."
Snape couldn't believe what he was hearing, those were Harry's closest friends talking about him being dead without any remorse or guilt. 'They probably would have killed him in the back if he had survived just so they could claim his stuff.' Thought Snape.
Snape groaned and called out to Draco. "Draco, you alright?"
"Yeah, Sev I'm fine. The mark hurts like hell though." Draco looked up as people approached checking the bodies.
"Well, what do you know Potter's pet deatheaters survived. What should we do with them?" Ginny asked.''
"Take em to the ministry of course. Probably give us a reward for turning in Dumbledor's killers. Not like Potters' here to get them off the hook." Hermione stated smiling at the prone figures. A flash of a red stunner later and Snape knew no more.
Present time
"Son of a ...When I get my hands on those three." Draco growled.
"I can't believe the rest of the order would let them do this to us. They have the proof of our innocence sitting in the headmasters office." Snape muttered just before the door opened to admit Shaklebot and Tonks.
"Well, lookie here Tonks. If it ain't the deatheater scum." Tonks chuckled at Snape's and Malfoy's incredulous looks. "Did you really think we'd let you two free when the war was over?"
"Ah, Thats so cute. They actually believed that." Tonks cooed.
"See heres the thing Potter probably would've saved you two being the selfless guy he is. Us we're not so nice. As far as we can tell hes dead and if he knows whats good for him he'll stay that way, after all no-one likes a living hero."
"The public want to see someone pay for all the deatheater crimes that were committed and since you two are the only people alive bearing the mark you'll have to do."
"Your trial and public execution will be tomorrow afternoon. The only reason you're here and not a ministry holding cell right now is so you'll be completely healed and drugged out of your minds when we transport you, you won't even be able to think about resisting us."
"Have a nice night." Tonks called over her shoulder as they left the room chuckling together.
"Well shit." Said a voice from the corner.
15 minutes earlier
Harry had apparated to St. Mungo's disillusioned himself upon arrival and cast a glamour under the spell just incase someone cast a counter charm in his direction. He made his way to the room where Griphook said Snape and Malfoy were being held. Seeing Tonks and Shaklebot entering the room he quickly followed them inside and waited in a corner. After all if they were going to free them he needn't make his presence know. The second he heard what they were saying it took every ounce of self control not to throttle the two aurors.
'If thats the way they want to play. So be it. Lets play.' Harry thought to himself. Once the door was closed and the laughter had died away down the hall Harry dropped the invisibility charm and said "Well shit." drawing the room's occupants attention to himself.
"Who the hell are you?" squeaked Draco. Harry dropped his glamour and made his way over to the suppressor bracelets. "What are you doing" Harry raised an eyebrow at the question.
"Hush Draco." snapped Snape. Harry overloaded the bracelets causing them to break in half.
"Grab on, I'm getting you two out of here." The two escapees wasted no time grabbing an arm each. Harry transported them to a secure room in Gringotts as soon as he felt they were holding on securely.
Gringotts private meeting room
"Ah, Mr. Potter. Right on time. Please take a seat. You as well Mr. Snape and Mr. Malfoy." Griphook said motioning to three chairs around a conference table. "Now Mr. Potter. We've done everything you've requested. The buildings will be completed in two weeks as the forest gives us plenty of coverage to work unhindered."
"Very good Griphook. Are the documents ready?" Harry asked.
"Yes they are. We only need the new names and signatures. I don't suppose you've discussed this with them beforehand?"
Harry shook his head. "Time was of the essence. Still is infact." Harry looked over his set of documents and set to making filling them out.
"Right. Very well, Mr. Snape, Mr. Malfoy we need you to come up with new names for yourselves so we can fake your deaths for the public. They get what they want and you two get a new start in the states for the time being. Or you can not and live the rest of your lives as fugitives or be taken back and let the ministry have their way with you." Griphook stated.
"Well when you put it that way." Said Draco as he reached for the documents and handed Snape his to fill out. Snape looked a bit skeptical that it would be that easy to fool the ministry.
"Whats the catch?"
Harry snorted. "The catch is that you have to live in the states for awhile. With me in fact until you find lodgings of your own. All your accomplishments from your old life will still apply in your new life. You'll still be a potions master, all newt and owl scores will stay the same as well. Your magical signature will change slightly and possibly your physical appearance."
Upon receiving a raised eyebrow he continued. "That ones random with the signature change. I will be moving your marks and since you both received them before going through your magical inheritance it could affect your physical appearance as well."
Harry handed his documents back to Griphook and made his way over to the golumns that the goblins had made earlier and set to work making sure they were believable and dressed appropriately. He pulled out two changes of clothes from his pocket, unshrunk and set them on the table as he waited for them to finish.
"This might hurt a little." He said as he transferred the mark and signatures over to the golumns. "Now put on those clothes and I'll be right back."
5 minutes later Harry was back. "You guys ready to go? I've got people waiting on me and your coming with."
The new Silvanus Smith and Drake Murphy made their way over to Harry more than ready to leave their cover was blown. "Just a second Mr. Potter. When would you like to activate your new identity?"
Harry smirked, "Lets start using it now. But hold off on the will reading for a few weeks. Let em sweat for abit. I'll leave the exact date up to you."
Griphook gave a fierce smile. "Very well Mr. Parsel. May the Gods grant you gold."
"May you gold flow freely Griphook." Harry said as he took his passengers back to the study where he had left Kurt and Logan an hour before.