Pretty Boy

Chapter 39

Teaching and Information

"Hey Harry how you doing?" smirked Sirius coming though the Floo and landing gracefully. Harry was without the potion again. The map already out and keeping watch, the snake keeping a second eye out just to make sure. Remus followed almost immediately after sitting himself quite comfortably in Severus' quarters as if they had been friends from birth. If either of the men were uncomfortable they didn't show it. It was rather odd when you think about it. They had been enemies until this year, now they were joined at the hip.

"Great! Its fun teaching potions actually." said Harry smirking, he was proud of the changes he had brought to Severus' classes. Even if he had to put up with a lecture, from Dumbledore. Because he had kicked Sara Granger, from his class. Not that he had listened to the old fool, just tuned him out and walked away five minutes later. He has been teaching for a month now, and it was always the first year through fourth. Even the Slytherin's had warmed up to him after a few weeks; they grew to like being treated equal to the other houses.

Remus laughed in amusement, Harry could be polar opposite from Severus sometimes. Then there were instances they were that alike it was scary to watch. Then again that's what probably drew them together, being so alike but different at the same time. There was no doubt they were more similar than different.

"Don't let Sev hear you say that," teased Sirius.

"He knows," shrugged Harry unconcerned, smirking wryly, he knew the man was only teasing.

"Did you get any more information?" asked Harry sitting down himself, coffee was summoned for everyone.

"I did… surprisingly a lot. Did you know Dumbledore's father was arrested and sentenced to Azkaban for killing three Muggles?" asked Remus his voice and face grave.

Bill entered the room though the Floo, wiping himself of he sat down looking apologetically at them. The four men didn't pay him any mind; the scars on his face were gone. Severus' potions had done their job. If only it was as easy as that to stop the transformations all would be well. Severus never in a million years thought he would have been entertaining two werewolves in his home. No quarters, this wasn't his home, never had been.

"Dumbledore's father? Killed three Muggles? Whatever for?" gaped Severus.

"It didn't say, never did. Do you know Dumbledore has a brother and had a sister? She died when Dumbledore was seventeen." said Sirius. "The mother died and the girl died not even a month afterwards under suspicious circumstances. According to the paper there was a bust up at the funeral between the brothers. Apparently the brother blames Albus for the sister's death."

"What else?" asked Severus; as good as the information was it wasn't truly that shocking and damning to Dumbledore's built up character.

"We spoke to Bathilda Bagshot, she um…was rather fond of James and Lily having lived next door to them." said Remus looking unsure if he should continue.

"Where did they stay?" asked Harry.

"Godric's Hollow," whispered Sirius painfully. Even after all those years the death of his two best friends still got to him - got to them both he and Remus actually.

"Where are they buried?" asked Harry, he didn't know the most basic thing about his parents. It's time he found some information out though.

"Godric's hollow," murmured Sirius dryly.

"Alright, so Bathilda what did she say?" asked Harry.

"According to her Dumbledore and Grindelwald were…very…very um…friendly." said Remus wondering if they would catch his drift, if their stunned expressions were anything to go on he would say they got it all right.

"Urgh I think I'm going to be sick!" grimaced Bill uttering his first words since he got there.

"Nice," said Harry sarcastically.

"No problem with you both… it's just them. The Dark Lord Grindelwald and Dumbledore, it gives me the willies. Seriously he was my headmaster, you don't want to imagine him with a love life do you?!" said Bill shuddering in disgust.

"Tell me about it," said Sirius screwing his face up slightly.

"My aunt told me how Dumbledore was obsessed with finding the Deathly Hallows." said Bill.

"He already has one," said Harry stretching out "The Elder ward, the death stick."

"How did you know that?" asked Severus shocked.

Harry blinked and frowned he summoned the book 'tales of the beadle and the bard' and flicked it open. The wand description and drawing was Dumbledore's wand down to the smallest detail. Severus had to agree that Harry was probably right.

"So that means the resurrection stone…and well I'll be damned!" swore Sirius looking shocked.

"What?" asked Bill curiously, looking between them.

"The bloody invisibility cloak, the cloak of invisibility." smirked Sirius the irony was almost choking him.

"That dratted cloak…is one of the Deathly Hallows?" asked Severus shocked to the core, but never revealing it.

"Makes sense…James gave it to Dumbledore before they went into hiding." said Sirius a bitter frown twisted on his face. They could all understand why, if James had kept his beloved cloak they might have survived that night. All they would need to have done was hide until help arrived.

"Why did he give it to Dumbledore?" asked Harry a snarl leaving his lips.

"He told Dumbledore to give it to you…if anything happened to them. It was before they went under the Fidelus charm." explained Sirius looking pained.

"So why didn't I get it?" asked Harry his lips pursed in anger.

"I have no idea." murmured Sirius.

"How do I get it back without him knowing?" asked Harry his eyes nearly black with fury.

"I'm sure he probably stopped it from being summoned though a charm, best bet would be to go into his office, but no doubt it's very well hidden." said Remus.

"Hmm…I'll get it out of him one way or another." said Harry a nasty smirk on his face.

"Anything else useful?" asked Severus.

"Isn't what we have a good start? Start with the information we have…work our way up to Harry's revealing information. The juiciest worm I think would be Dumbledore using Harry and letting him be abused…I think that would send him and everyone over the edge." said Bill throwing in his two cents.

"Nah I think theft would be bigger…Dumbledore is supposed to be well off to find him stealing would be bigger." said Harry.

"Bill is right…child abuse just isn't done in the wizarding world." said Severus.

"Not publicly no." sneered Harry.

"True." conceded Severus lightly, he and Harry weren't the only ones abused they knew that.

"Did you know Tom Riddle was at the school when the Chamber of secrets was opened fifty odd years ago?" asked Remus.

"Yes" said Severus smoothly.

"His first kill was Myrtle; through the basilisk…he was after all Slytherin's heir. Dumbledore would have been Transfiguration teacher back then…and I think he may have known who opened the chamber." said Remus cautiously.

"Wouldn't surprise me if he did," sneered Severus his obsidian eyes glittering angrily.

"That's something else we could use…kill two birds in one stone kind of thing. Voldemort and Dumbledore…might stop Voldemort getting any more willing followers if they know he's a half blood?" suggested Remus softly.

"That's blood brilliant, but who are we going to get to write this? Who would risk the wrath of Dumbledore and Voldemort for a story?" asked Harry his green eyes twinkling full of deviousness.

"I think Skeeters would." stated Bill.

"She would do anything for a story…especially a big one as this." smirked Sirius in amusement.

"She is known for her lies, that is the only problem…many might not believe her," said Severus smoothly.

"But she will have all the proof she needs…especially where it counts." said Harry smugly.

"Then they would believe us," said Severus nodding his head, it was true enough they did have proof for the most shocking things of all. Dumbledore stealing and knowing about Harry being abused. The rest would be swallowed up as truths if they were printed first. "The things we have proof of will have to come first…anything else that's mentioned without proof would be believed."

"True," nodded Remus his frame almost quaking in excitement. He hadn't felt this kind of excitement since the Marauders were at school. Going out romping at the full moon, sneaking around the school creating a map that any wizard would have been jealous of. Sirius was thinking the same exact thing, his blue eyes were twinkling that would rival Dumbledore who had just got his way once again.

"Let's do it!" smirked Bill, he just hoped he was there when the paper came or perhaps Severus would let him see it through the means of a pensive.

"To Skeeters we go." agreed Harry in devilment.

It took a month before they could go to Skeeters as they finalized their plans, gathered more information and between order meetings, teaching and learning magic - it was full time.

The five men had cloaks keeping their identity hidden, being cautious, they also used glamour charms. Ready to shock the world. Dumbledore had better watch out - Harry Potter was finally getting his pay back - and he was doing it in a way that was Slytherin. With Severus, Remus, Sirius and Bill at his side, the revenge was going to be the showdown of the century. Harry couldn't help but wish it was time for him to reveal himself. Oh he had something planned for the big finale (no matter what Severus did, Harry had managed to keep his wits around him even if they were scattered everywhere) and Harry couldn't wait. He almost, almost wanted to skip the revealing of Dumbledore part to get to the best bit.

But no - he had been planning this for so long, well not this but revenge on the old fool for what he had done. What was the hurry? He didn't want Dumbledore of too lightly, so he was going to watch and wait and see the old fool crumble. A fortnight after his twentieth birthday Dumbledore was going to be in for the shock of his life.

Dumbledore would soon find out he had picked the wrong boy to mess with - he would also find out that payback was a bitch a very long painful bitch at that.

Harry Potter was finally showing his face to the wizarding public - by the means of the Daily prophet.

Oh how the mighty will fall thought Severus though as he walked with his lover. Dumbledore was going to be begging for death by the time Harry was through with him. Even he wouldn't have thought of going down this road for revenge…but Harry was the ultimatum Slytherin - he was going for revenge best served cold. Severus would be by his side, and get to see the great and powerful Albus Dumbledore brought down by a nineteen year old he had so very wronged.

He silently wondered if the men in white coats would get Dumbledore before Harry finished with him.

He almost laughed at the thought of it, Albus Dumbledore blabbing insanely about Lemon Drops and Sherbet Lemons as he was led away to St. Mungo's.

If anyone had seen Severus' eyes they would have ran for the hills his obsidian eyes twinkling brightly as he thought of everything. They left Hogwarts in the dead of the night. Not even Dumbledore knew they were there, good thing the Daily Prophet station remained open all night.

Rita Skeeter had better get a hold of herself as the story of the century was coming her way.

Needless to say Rita Skeeter's eyes widened and fear entered her eyes. Her body froze with horror; under the impression that they were Death Eaters. The fact that all five of them had their wands trained on her didn't hinder her assumptions. She did something that surprised them. She turned into a beetle and tried to fly out of the room. Remus and Sirius quickly said the counter spell and forced her human again. She just stayed there trembling, the five men thought it was funny but it wasn't nice to play with someone they wanted help from.

"Tell me how would you, like to bring Albus Dumbledore down?" asked Severus smoothly.

Rita just gawped at them, her bright red glasses slightly askew.

"We will give you stories that will have your name go down in history. Of uncovering the truth and true nature of Albus Dumbledore." said Harry just as smoothly as Severus. You could tell they were different voices, but it was a hard pressed thing to do.

"No more lies for you…we will give you all the truth you need. You needn't worry about a job as you will be paid handsomely for all truthfully published stories." smirked Severus smoothly.

If it was possible Rita's jaw fell further to the floor it was completely unhinged. For a woman who always had something to say, well, she had nothing to say at all. She was stunned; you could have knocked her over with her quill.

"This will continue on for half a year at the most, new stories every day, with the proof along with it. You will need to remain vigilant; Dumbledore may try and dispose of you for what you are writing. If we have it our way he won't be interested in you but finding someone." smirked Severus.

"How much?" asked Rita her beady eyes lightening up at the prospect of an actual story with decent money to go with it. There was only so much fun lying can cause, if they were truly asking it of her and had the truth to back it up then hell yeah, she was going to go for it. Especially against Dumbledore - she hadn't ever been able to dish up dirt on someone so beloved by the Wizarding community.

"One hundred galleons per story," said Harry smoothly, it was a pittance compared to what he had in his vaults. However, for people working for their money it was a lot - especially if it was per story.

Her entire body changed she relaxed and smirked at them almost greedy for the story she was promised.

"What kind of story do you have in mind?" she asked coming forward strutting confidently.

Severus withdrew the pensive, pushing the stone bowl forward, she looked at them worriedly. She wasn't sure if she trusted herself to actually enter the pensive. Not while they were there anyway, but she also knew they wouldn't leave a memory with her. She wasn't stupid memories were sacred things, and not many left their secret thoughts and memories lying around in a bowl for others to rifle through.

"We promise not to hurt you…unless you go back on our agreement. It has to be the truth you print. Any trying to sabotage us then you die, and we will find you beetle or not." said Remus his amber eyes flashing dangerously even underneath his hood. Skeeter's eyes widened in fear when she caught sight of the amber eyes and nodded before immersing herself into the memory.

When she came back out she didn't know if she should be laughing or being sick. She chose to be sick; abuse as Severus said wasn't done in the wizarding world. Magical children were sacred or at least they were meant to be. The fact that Dumbledore had allowed Harry Potter (The Hero of the Wizarding World) into that situation sickened and horrified her.

"Why?" was all she asked sitting down like all energy had fled her leaving her pale and shaken.

"So he could control his tool to win this war as he suggested." said Severus smoothly, he didn't feel any sympathy for her, well maybe a little but he didn't show it. He too had felt the same when he was first told, never mind when he was shown. Let abuse happen to a powerful young wizard, Severus could only be thankful that Harry's childhood hadn't led him onto an Evil path like Voldemort. There was a difference between Harry and Tom Riddle.

Tom Riddle blamed everyone for his misery of a childhood, not just Dumbledore and in the end went for a full out war of revenge against Muggles and Wizards alike. Harry wanted revenge yes, on the people who had ruined his life - his Harry wouldn't ever, harm an innocent soul unless he had to or it was by accident. It didn't get passed Severus that three of the most powerful wizards of this century were abused, Tom Riddle, Severus Snape and Harry Potter. It was one of the ironies that made him want to laugh; each had their own side in the war too to add to the amusement. He had to wonder if Dumbledore had been abused too, because he seemed content to let his hero's or powerful wizards be treated as such - thinking probably that they could be controlled or actually killed perhaps? Who knew the inner workings of Albus Dumbledore's mind - certainly not him.

"This is the first of many memories or incidences and perhaps even snippets of information you will get." said Sirius coolly. Severus took the pensive back and held it to himself.

"You will write truthfully, and you will make sure you remain hidden from Dumbledore." said Bill smoothly.

"Do not let Dumbledore get to you," said Remus in warning once again

"Who are you?" asked Skeeter's.

Dumbledore could make a good guess as to who had sent Skeeter's the memory. It wouldn't take Dumbledore long to put two and two together and make up four. Then realize it was why Harry had run away - because he had overheard something he shouldn't. That would sure to make Dumbledore furious for being so damn stupid to do it in the first place.

"That is of no concern right now…you will realize who I am sooner or later." smirked Harry in amusement his green eyes, which were hidden, glinting in cold amusement.

Harry threw her a pouch filled with money, and then copied the memory. The entire scene when added to the paper would play out again and again until the magic wore off or the paper was destroyed.

"We will be back." said Severus smoothly.

Then they disappeared into the night, the threat still lingering in the air.

The next morning Sirius and Remus made their way to Hogwarts, using Harry as means of an excuse to be there. They wanted to see his face; they'd been waiting so long for this revenge. The best part was the fact that this was just the beginning.

"Albus how did the search go last night?" asked Remus his amber eyes filled with hope and misery.

"I am sorry but there have been no sightings of him," said Dumbledore morosely. Dumbledore needed to find Harry he turned twenty years old. Then try and get the boy alone and remove all the charms he had on him. Then start training, a few potions here and there giving him complete control of the boy. A loyalty potion was a given, he needed the boy's loyalties to be to him and him alone.

"Damn this Remus where is he!" whined Sirius as Severus and Hadrian sat down near them.

"What are you doing here," sneered Severus screwing his face up in disgust.

"I'm here to find out about my godson Snivellus shut the hell up." snapped Sirius his own face screwed up in disgust. No one seemed to notice the lack of magic that usually surrounded them. Severus and Sirius were powerful. Their hatred had once upon a time been real, real enough to spark their magic with the anger.

After months of planning the first of the daily prophet newspapers had finally come.

If anyone had thought to look, they would have seen matching smirks appear on four men. Sirius, Remus, Severus and Hadrian opened their papers and watched Dumbledore closely. Waiting for the fireworks to start, and oh, it was worth the wait. Dumbledore actually began choking!

Albus Dumbledore and Alastor Moody allowed the Boy Who Lived's abuse!

Dumbledore seemed to be choking up with the headline alone, it got worse when he finally saw the pensive memory replaying over and over again. He just looked at it in mute horror it had replayed twice before Sirius' enraged snarl brought him out of his shocked stupor. His blue eyes widened further, as he watched Black go rabid. He was baring his teeth, snarling viciously, as Remus dragged him back spit flying from his mouth as he continued to shout.

"DUMBLEDORE!" snarled Sirius standing up at his full height looking ready to pulverise Dumbledore. This time his magic did react, for the first time since he found out he was finally allowed to show his disgust for the man who had hurt his godson.

Unfortunately Remus knew Sirius would go too far, he couldn't allow it otherwise the oath would come into affect. Giving Dumbledore a glare, Remus dragged his best friend out of the room. No one noticed Remus had put his own copy into his pocket; he wanted to see it.

"I knew you didn't give a fuck about your students…but this is far too much. Consider my part in your flimsy Order done; I will no longer be a part of it. To think I had almost forgiven you for what happened to Severus Snape it makes me sick…you are no better than Voldemort! Voldemort would have killed the boy and be done with it…at least he has mercy unlike you." snarled Hadrian standing up throwing the paper at the old fool before walking out. Dumbledore had flinched very noticeably by Hadrian's declaration and Severus wanted to laugh. It seemed Hadrian had a gift for making Dumbledore lose control.

"Albus please tell me you didn't know…this interferes with my oath to keep the boy safe…" said Severus looking pained; as if he hated admitting it and didn't like the fact his mentor could do such a thing.

Dumbledore just stared dumbly at Severus as if he couldn't believe this was really happening. He truly expected this to be an absurd dream that he was having. His mind was working overdrive, and as Severus predicted Dumbledore did put two and two together. Anger and fury entered his eyes, before it was wiped clean of any emotion.

"Minerva, ensure the students go to their classes and banish all those papers," demanded Dumbledore.

"Did you know?" whispered Minerva getting up as Dumbledore did, the aguish in her eyes was genuine.

"I did not those memories have been tampered with," said Dumbledore angrily. Hurt and angry that Minerva could accuse him of such thing. After all he'd done to ensure his reputation as genial Headmaster. They still had the nerve to ask him such questions? If she could…he knew the Order would doubt him as well.

Now that Dumbledore was away, he left to find Harry wanting to ensure he was alright.

"How are you feeling?" asked Severus soothingly, coming into his quarters.

"Let me guess he denied it? Told everyone it was faked?" asked Hadrian sarcastically.

Severus grimaced and nodded his head curtly.

"That was why I wanted the stealing to go first," said Hadrian "At least there would have been do denying that."

Just then the Floo activated and a blonde boy jumped into Severus' arms, on instinct Severus caught him.

"Severus!" whimpered Draco in relief.

"Draco what are you doing here?" asked Severus wide eyed, his godson was aware he was a Death Eater. No doubt he had seen him at the meetings, yet here he was. Was the boy suicidal or just stupid? It was a good job he was a bloody spy or he would have taken the boy right to Voldemort.

Severus saw Harry watching him with his arms across his chest his face closed off. Glittering in those green eyes was jealousy, Severus wanted to laugh. This was his godson; obviously Harry didn't remember their earlier conversation. Either that or Harry didn't recognize him, which was possible he had grown. Not that he could see anything but Draco's back at the moment.

"Hadrian I'd like to introduce you to my godson Draco Malfoy," said Severus clearing his throat.

Feeling more than a little thankful that 'Hadrian' still had the potion in his system. He had been about to remove it and have his wicked way with his lover. Those plans unfortunately were on hold now, and he had to deal with his very spoiled immature godson. He loved him, but he was just so annoying to be around. Between his pureblood bigotry and thinking himself better than everyone else.

"Nice to meet you," said Hadrian smoothly his face carefully blank. Inwardly he felt like a right idiot, now that his name had been mentioned he knew. The blonde hair was unmistakable, yet he still didn't like how he was pawing at his lover.

This being his first proper relationship, Severus knew Harry would get insecure very easily. Especially with his past, and the feeling of unworthiness. Not that he'd get angry for Harry being jealous; it was a first for him too. Who would have thought someone as stunning at Harry would be jealous of him? He wasn't something to look.

"You also," said Draco smugly also confused, but he didn't show it.

"I am his potions apprentice," said Hadrian when he noticed Draco's confusion. Harry did not like the look of relief that had crossed Draco's features. It could mean too many things, that Draco was interested in Severus and wanted a relationship with him. Or it could be relief that Severus didn't have a lover in his life. It could even mean that Draco was hoping that Severus didn't want him as an apprentice.

"What are you doing here?" asked Severus. Sitting Draco down on the couch, Harry continued to stand looking like a statue. It was times like this where Severus wished he hadn't learned Occlumency. He'd love to know what was going on in that head of his.

Oooo a jealous harry :D R&R