Pretty Boy

Chapter 46

Severus Knows All

The potion had been delivered to St. Mungo's three weeks ago, Severus not one for pussyfooting around had simply named it a Nerve regenerator. He'd patented it, but to prove its success he had sent it to St. Mungo's. Once word got out, he had no doubt there would be rush orders from all over the world. It's why he'd been brewing it for days, stocking up for the inevitable. St. Mungo's contrary to popular belief wasn't the only wizarding hospital in the United Kingdom. It was just the most, well known, and expensive to boot. Thankfully some got treatment free thanks to various donations and charities.

Harry was in awe of Potions and everything they could do. He'd been told about the Longbottom's and what happened to them. The Death Eaters had thought they had information regarding the Dark Lord. In the end the Lestrange's and Crouch, had tortured them into insanity. They'd been that way ever since, a few weeks after the war had ended. No doubt they'd all thought themselves safe, they'd failed to take into account crazy, power hungry and desperate Death Eaters. At least Neville had his grandmother though, he'd had a family.

Chopping up the roots, he added them to the potion, stirring anti- clockwise. This potion, he had been brewing all day. His revenge, he still wasn't one hundred percent sure how to administer it. One way or another Dumbledore would be swallowing it. His arm began to ache as he continued to stir, keeping a steady count of every one of them. The potion wasn't difficult, but it was complicated, certainly didn't need a Potions Master anyway. Which he was eternally grateful for; otherwise he wouldn't be brewing it. Severus didn't know yet, but as soon as he saw it he'd know.

"It seemed Alice Longbottom has made even more improvement. She recognized her son. I hope it works or I think this just might tip the boy over the edge." said Severus coming into the lab. Neville Longbottom may not be a boy anymore, but he sure had a difficult time of growing up.

"Why would it do that?" asked Harry blankly.

"He has grown up with a very strict unemotional, yet powerful grandmother." said Severus. The woman had an emotional range of a teaspoon; the boy had come to Hogwarts a stuttering mess. Very different from what Frank Longbottom had been like as a teen. She'd messed him up completely; it had taken him seventeen years to become anything to be proud of.

"She doesn't love her grandson?" asked Harry frowning, why did everyone seem to have a hard life? Was there no help for children in this bloody world? He was frankly sick of it. Other than Remus, everyone seemed to have really crap or abusive families.

"She does, she just doesn't show it." said Severus. At least he thought so, but what went on behind closed doors, happened behind closed doors.

"Would my grandparents have been like that?" asked Harry.

"No, the Potter's had your father late in life and they spoiled him rotten." said Severus honestly, answering Harry's questions despite the fact he loathed James Potter. Unfortunately that would probably never change. There was one thing he was grateful to Potter for, and that was Harry. He was just grateful Harry didn't ask too much. "The Evans' were down to earth; they spoiled her but raised her right. She was a little hell, staunch defender of anything she saw and didn't like."

"Ah," said Harry noncommittally.

Severus peered at the potion Harry was making; he'd been in here nearly all day. He'd been visiting St. Mungo's and gathering additional ingredients he'd need to brew more potions. He realized immediately what it was; it also made sense why Harry had been reading more Potion books lately. Especially those from the Black library, he wasn't sure how to feel about Harry brewing this particular potion. Yet it was poetic justice when one thought about it.

"It's for Dumbledore." said Harry finally relaxing his arm gratefully rubbing his shoulder absently.

"I gathered," said Severus dryly, "Just how are you going to get him to swallow it?" he added sarcastically. Dumbledore was more cautious than him, he checked everything he ate. Even food that the house elves sent up from the kitchens, nobody bar him had noticed it though.

"He won't be drinking it I don't want to take the magic away totally. I just want him unable to use it. I want him to go the rest of his life, feeling his magic but unable to use it." said Harry a wicked gleam in his green eyes. Oh he couldn't wait to enact his revenge.

"How?" asked Severus frowning, trying to figure out Harry's plan.

"I'm going to soak the potion in these bands." said Harry, lifting up the cheap silver cuffs. He recognized them, they would clip together, magically sealed by whoever's magic was in them. They had been used way back in the past, as a way to keep track of children. Imbued with tracking charms, although they had more serious uses, such as one to make sure their kids remained shall we say, pure for their wedding. They weren't removed until they were married, and everyone would know the person was taken. This was instead of marking them, with either a tattoo or brand, this idea really was an old one. Harry must have gotten these from Gringotts; they were the only place that still sold them. Well other than a few dubious shops in Knockturn Alley.

"I will turn invisible, nobody will be able to see or feel them. So if he tries to tell anyone, they will think he's insane. I've been trying to look up spells that stop him telling people about magic. I've not been very successful on that front." admitted Harry grudgingly.

"Then you should have come to me, as Head of House I know the spell. I've had to use it a few times on Muggle born students and parents. Who want to tell everyone about magic, to anyone that would listen. It's not often done, I've only had to do it three times." said Severus, smirking in amusement.

"There really is something that stops them talking about magic?" asked Harry, he truly hadn't expected anything to crop up.

"Indeed," said Severus wryly.

"How does that work exactly?" asked Harry curiously, eager for all the information he required.

"The spell will give them a shock, when they even think about telling anyone about magic. Or anything remotely related to it." said Severus.

"Curious," said Harry thoughtfully, Dumbledore was from a magical family, and he hadn't ever been in the Muggle world. It would be instinctive to think about magic and talk about it; perhaps he could even make the voltage of the shock bigger it would make revenge even sweeter. A sadistic grin spread across his face, he liked that idea, he liked it a lot.

"You will have to set timers this is the tricky stage. It requires ingredient every two hours, throughout the night." said Severus as he peered at the perfect potion.

"I know," said Harry, it was going to be a long night.

"How are you doing with the spells?" asked Severus sitting down.

"I have them all." said Harry, "Tested them as well, they were all successful after a few tries." Sprinkling on his next crushed ingredient, stirring it clockwise five times, anti clock wise ten times and letting it simmer. It required nothing more for two hours so Harry was free to do as he wished.

"What are they?" asked Remus inspecting the two wristbands curiously, they looked cheap but unbreakable.

"Magic blockers, the beauty about them is, you will feel your magic responding but will be unable to use it." said Severus smirking. Bragging about Harry's handy work, to both Sirius and Remus. Harry was sleeping having been up all night last night, brewing the potion.

"Really? Interesting which potion?" asked Remus wide eyed, his amber eyes displaying awe and amazement. This was Harry's revenge? Dumbledore forced to live without his magic until he died? He didn't know if he was disappointed or not. He had half expected Harry to just kill Dumbledore, similar to the fate he'd brought upon Lucius Malfoy.

"I wouldn't have thought about using it. There's a spell and a few runes embedded into it. One that shocks you when you think about telling someone about magic. It's ingenious in its simplicity." said Severus. Harry had created a combination of potions, spells and runes mixed them together artistically. Not created, rather he had mixed them together. For someone with only one year of magical training it was a bloody beautiful piece of work. Severus was proud of his fiancé, it's just a shame it couldn't be published.

"He made this by himself?" asked Sirius in awe. What goes around comes around, like a boomerang and Dumbledore would regret the day he cast those magic restraining spells on Harry Potter. The only thing he'd created or rather co-created was the map. This thing though, was ten times more complicated than that, he was proud of his godson there was no denying it.

"Yes," smirked Severus, he hadn't even helped with the potion. Harry didn't need his interference; it wasn't a difficult potion, although he doubted Black would be able to brew it. It was a testament to his teaching, and Harry's strong will and desire to succeed that had made it happen.

"How will he get them on Dumbledore?" asked Remus cautiously.

"That he hasn't told me," admitted Severus looking thoughtful.

"Well let's just hope it works." said Remus handing them back.

"Well if his plan is like this it will." said Severus holding up the band before sliding it back in its box.

"Here's hoping," murmured Sirius he unlike Remus didn't have the same conviction.

"I heard about the Longbottom's, congratulations." said Remus.

"How did you hear about it?" frowned Severus. Remus of course already knew about the potion helping Harry. Severus hadn't told them about sending it to St. Mungo's yet.

"Neville has been telling everyone he knows. That includes the Order members." said Remus.

"He isn't a member so how?" asked Severus.

"He isn't, but he is friends with Ron who is. He knows many that are in the Order. At least the younger ones anyway." said Remus.

"I see," said Severus.

"I wonder if they will get better and what happens then they do. I mean they've missed eighteen years of their lives." shuddered Sirius he knew the feeling. He'd been in prison for nearly twelve years. He had missed a lot, but at least he had not left behind a child. Well one could argue he had, he'd left Harry behind. Perhaps he had more in common with the Longbottom's than he thought.

"At least they will have their lives back," Severus "They will get to live their life again, something of which, without this potion, wouldn't be possible." in fact if it wasn't for Harry and the connection he wouldn't have been so desperate to invent it.

"What do you think will happen if they get their minds back?" asked Remus curiously.

"It could take months even years to get better, between physical therapy and mind healers it will be tough. No doubt they are as weak as a new born baby. They haven't used their muscles for eighteen years; it will be a long and gruelling process. It will be basically like coming out of a coma, not only that, they will have to deal with what happened to them. Being cursed into insanity isn't something easily gotten over." said Severus grimly.

"Well I hope Neville is prepared for that, it's not as if his Gran could cope with it. She's so cool, calm and unrelenting she doesn't care or at least she makes it look like she doesn't. She makes my mother look soft and that's saying something." said Sirius wryly.

"True, I wouldn't want to get on the wrong side of her, she's something else." said Severus.

"That cannot be denied she is a powerful bloody witch!" said Sirius nodding his head.

"I meant to say, I spoke to Poppy earlier. Dumbledore's in the hospital wing. He suffered from a minor Heart attack, Poppy thinks the stress of the war is getting to him." said Remus abruptly.

"What? Since when?" asked Severus cautiously.

"She had to call someone in from St. Mungo's she doesn't have the expertise to deal with it." said Remus. Not many students had heart attacks after all; no she'd had to call in a healer. As a Medi- witch she didn't know what to do.

The time was coming. Soon both Dumbledore and Voldemort would be dead and the world would be at peace. Then he and Harry would be free to live their lives as they wished. Finally coming out from the shadows, they had been sulking in for far too long. Some more than others, but the light was finally coming, and it was all thanks to one man - Harry Potter.

Sirius had hope now, of a future, a life beyond insanity. That he had been getting up close and personal with, before Harry came into his life. Harry wasn't a little boy who he could look after, but it didn't matter. Harry had someone that loved him, and a godfather that would spoil him and love him too.

Not only had Remus been blessed Harry in his life, he had gotten his lover back from the brink of insanity. Sirius had been going downhill the longer Harry was missing from their lives; the fact that he thought Harry hated them was probably a big part of it. That had just about killed both men but understandably Sirius had been more affected. To both men life was finally good again after all the years of despair and darkness.

They supported Harry's decisions one hundred percent.

Severus' life had changed; he now had a lover, a fiancé, to share his life with his light in the darkness. Both the men that had governed his life since he was a teenager were going to be dealt with. He had for the lack of better words, even if Severus refuses to use the word - had friends. He had also created yet another prefect potion that would make him even more respected in the wizarding community. To Severus Snape - life was good and it had been a long time coming.

Harry, well Harry's life sure had gotten interesting to say the least. He found two men who just wanted him in their lives. Not caring that he was his parent's son, just wanting to get to know him as Harry Potter. He had a man who had essentially saved him two times over, a man who was now his fiancé. He had acquaintance in Bill Weasley, and he was respected by the students in Hogwarts. He was about to get his much needed and thought about revenge. On Dumbledore only after kicking Voldemort's ass to the ground. Harry knew all Voldemort's weaknesses, including his insistence of bragging as he fights. Plus he had two wands, one the brother of Voldemort and the new one he had gotten as Hadrian Williams'. He knew what happened with brother wands and it gave him an even bigger advantage which was why he was so sure he could defeat Voldemort when no one else could. Then his life would be perfect and he would be free to show the world who he truly was.

If they didn't like him - well screw them. It was his life and he wasn't there to impress or please them. Voldemort and Dumbledore had better watch out - the shit they had started nineteen years ago was about to just hit the fan.

And here it comes... ;) LOL R&R i'm hoping by tomorrow ill have the entire thing finished and get on to my normal stories! bet you are all missing em! i know i am :)