Pretty Boy

Chapter 48

Dumbledore Gets His Just Desserts

It was almost pathetic really, walking into the hospital wing with a sleeping Dumbledore, just lying there. It took Harry all of a few seconds to break Dumbledore's wand and place the bracelets on him. It was even less anticlimactic than the fight with Voldemort, Remus, Sirius and Severus had expected…more for some reason. Harry had a look of sadistic glee on his face; he truly was in some ways worse then a Death Eater. Death Eaters killed their victims quickly, much like Moody's death had been, what Harry had planned was torture at its greatest. Dumbledore was an old man, one hundred and sixty five years old and had never gone a day without his magic. Now he would die alone, friendless and without magic. It was probably the magic part that would get him the most; it was truly going to be hell on earth.

"That's it? Cant I torture him for a while?" whined Sirius, he hated, no loathed the old man for what he had done. Kept his godson from him, putting Harry in jeopardy of dying at the age of twenty because of the.

Harry just smirked in amusement; they'd changed since he first met them. He didn't know if it was a good thing or not. They seemed capable of handling the darker nature and side of him and themselves apparently. From what Severus had told him, they'd been the ultimate light side figures. Ones that would never dare step a toe out of line, yet they had.

"Not here we cant, we need to get out of here now. They are bringing some of the wounded to Hogwarts." said Harry wryly. "Let's go." Pulling out a Portkey gabbing Dumbledore, just as the held on. "Revenge."

With a dizzying, navel jerking lurch, landed with a thump outside an abandoned building. Dumbledore began stirring, his blue eyes opening blearily as he looked around. Not understanding what was going on, he had been in the hospital wing; it's the last thing he remembered.

"Where the hell are we?" asked Sirius wrinkling his nose up in distaste. The building looked as though it had been abandoned for centuries. There was four rickety walls surrounding them, but the roof had at some point caved in. there were tiles everywhere, along with puddles upon puddles of water. He didn't venture further to see if there was more of the building.

"An abandoned building, it used to be the Daily telegraph a Muggle and wizarding newspaper that went busted years ago." said Harry in explanation. Nothing else was needed; Pureblood's did not like being associated with anything Muggle. So without people buying shares, it quickly became redundant

"Why here?" asked Remus curiously.

"I'm bought it, plus we needed a quick get away. It's not like he's staying here." said Harry scoffing at the very idea.

"Bought it? Why?" asked Severus curiously. They seemed to forget Dumbledore was with them.

"I'm going to fix it up." said Harry, someone needed to do something for the orphaned children. They couldn't keep getting dumped in Muggle orphanages, or with family that didn't want them. It wasn't fair, and if nobody was going to do something then he had no choice but to. He wouldn't let the magical world continue as it was; it had to come out of its dark ages at some point. It was so basic, it was severely lacking in almost every way. Using quills, and parchment, no orphanages, the lack of progress was making the magical British world at a stand still. Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade was all they had. It was time for a new era, one that wasn't afraid of progress. It wasn't as if they didn't have money to rise up and become better.

"Severus what is going on?" demanded Dumbledore, trying to sit up but unable to do so as he was extremely weak. He didn't understand, Poppy had kept him in under observation but he had been fine before. Why was he feeling so weak and shaky now? He felt as if the planet had shifted on its axis. He knew Black and Lupin weren't happy with him but what on earth were they doing with Severus Snape? And who was the stranger?

"So glad you asked that," purred Severus darkly. Satisfaction clearly displayed on his face, as he stood looming over Dumbledore, looking very intimidating indeed.

Harry bit his lip, oh Merlin, Severus looked hot like that. The purr and the vindictive twinkle in his eyes. Breathing deeply, he maintained control over his impulses; this so wasn't the time for that. Instead he focused on Dumbledore's face, he wanted to memorise everything about this day.

Dumbledore's twinkle of confusion disappeared leaving behind a serious man. A man who hardly made an appearance, unless he was fighting Voldemort. Or of course, threatening someone. He stood up proud and tall and tried to Apparate, tried being the key word, when his magic tried to react to his commend it made him knees buck. He cried out as he fell once again to the floor, a red flush decorating his features obviously extremely embarrassed. All men present got a rush from seeing the all powerful Dumbledore weak and powerless. Considering they had all only ever seen him as a benevolent man until lately or at least Remus and Sirius had until a year ago it was a sight they wouldn't soon forget.

"What the hell is happening to me!" grimaced Dumbledore wide eyed, his magic wasn't working what kind of wards did they have up? Normal magical dampening wards didn't work for him. He had so much magic in him, there was no wards up, he couldn't see anything…with Bill's gift he'd always been able to see the wards surrounding everything. He was so used to cutting it off in Hogwarts that he hadn't noticed it gone. Hogwarts had been too bright for him, the ancient wards; he was hardly able to see, so he'd never had a choice but to stop it.

"You think its wards stopping you old fool? That's where you are wrong." sneered Severus his onyx eyes twinkling. He had been looking forward to this for so long and it was better than he ever anticipated. In the hospital wing seeing how easy Harry had 'subdued him' he had to admit it was a disappointment but now…oh now it was even sweeter.

"How are you doing that?" asked Dumbledore his blue eyes flashing fearfully. Trying to erect his mental shields. In doing so, it caused pain to lance though him. Screaming in pain he fell completely onto the floor his head felt like it was on fire. Dumbledore writhed, clutching his forehead. Panic seizing him completely, his heart beating erratically. Nothing he did could stop it, he was supposed to remain calm or he could end up with another heart attack.

"How the mighty fall," sneered Sirius sounding like Bellatrix chucking nastily.

"What have you done?" rasped Dumbledore; if they had bound his magic it shouldn't cause him pain. Why would they do this? Had they found Potter's remains? That thought alone made him cold inside. If they knew, then he was dead for sure…Snape because of the vow and his love for Lily. Lupin and Black because it was their godson. They would have had to find him pretty quick, after all magic disappeared within hours. He'd doomed the world, and now only he could save everyone, if they killed him they were condemning the entire magical population to death or slavery. He paled drastically, when he realized Snape could read his every thought, if he wanted to.

"He thinks we are together to extract revenge, for what happened to Harry Potter." smirked Severus chuckling wickedly. Harry shivered hearing it that alone turned him on like nothing else ever had. So dark and wicked and utterly forbidden like dark chocolate and he loved it. Onyx eyes latched onto his own as if he knew what thoughts were running through Harry's head. Merlin he was almost tempted to forget Dumbledore and get back to Hogwarts. Have his wicked ways with his fiancé, who apparently he'd marry, if his mother had anything to say about it.

"In a way I guess we are…I'd suggest leaving him until the full moon." snarled Remus causing Dumbledore to flinch back in fear. The threat had obviously struck a cord in the powerful Wizard.

"As much as I'd love that idea, especially considering what happened to Severus, I'm not waiting a fortnight for my revenge. Not only Severus but Bill. He sent us to that orphanage for a reason, do you think I wouldn't realize Voldemort grew up there?" sneered Harry, his green eyes flashing in dangerous fury.

Us? What on earth did that mean? Dumbledore's eyes widened this boy was Hadrian Williams? He had been tricked. Who was he really? Lord Voldemort's son? The Prophecy! Potter was supposed to kill Voldemort then his son! The Lord's it all makes sense what had he condemned the world to? There were certain resemblances. He glared at Severus when he began laughing; he couldn't believe his spy had betrayed him to Voldemort no less. He must have found a way around the vow and Veritaserum.

"Oh Dumbledore you senile old fool, don't you recognize him?" sneered Severus furiously gnashing his teeth together in fury. Walking towards Harry, wrapping his arms around him, smirking victoriously.

"What is it?" asked Sirius. His wand was out pointed at Dumbledore. Yet he was staring curiously at Severus. The laugh had sent shivers down his spine, and made Goosebumps appear on his arms. He had never heard it before, and it sounded so evil, the way he'd laughed. He noticed his godson much to his internal horror had reacted completely different from him. He did not want to think on that, in fact he refused otherwise he'd need to bleach his brain. Or Obliviate himself, but this moment was too vindictive to allow such a thing.

"Oh he just thought Harry was Lord Voldemort's son, he doesn't know." smirked Severus chuckling wickedly. He was enjoying himself; he hadn't felt like this in a long time, not even torturing Lucius Malfoy. The fact he knew things Dumbledore didn't, or hadn't even imagined was even more thrilling. He wondered what his lover had up his sleeve.

'Harry? It can't be' gaped Dumbledore, it's just a nickname for Hadrian.' The feeling of fear and dread, even more prominent now. If this boy was Harry Potter then it would explain the bindings. He didn't understand why they were actually causing him pain to try magic. He wasn't about to give up he was Albus Dumbledore and he was more powerful than Voldemort.

"Keep telling yourself that." said Severus.

Moving Harry's hair out of the way, showing the very famous lightening bolt. A symbol that everyone saw as hope. Dumbledore's heart just about gave up, he couldn't believe it, and how on earth had Harry Potter managed to get one over him.

"I will see you dead for what you done." sneered Harry, Severus hadn't moved from where he was. His arms wrapped securely around his fiancé feeling very smug, even Dumbledore would know who Harry belonged to before he died.

"I'd introduce you to my Fiancé, but you already know whom he is." smirked Severus ferally.

Dumbledore couldn't stop the grimace that spread across his face even if he tried; the hero of the wizarding world was gay, that was just disgusting. The boy should be setting an example for others to follow, not allow his unnatural feelings get the better of him.

"You are a fine one to talk Albus, everyone knows you loved Gellert Grindelwald." said Severus.

"You know it's weird, listening to you have a one sided conversation." commented Remus wryly.

"It is getting boring, can I torture him now?" asked Sirius eagerly.

Dumbledore paled at that announcement, and once again tried to Apparate out. For his troubles, he only to end up in agony again.

"Go ahead, I have things I want to do this evening." said Harry, his intense green eyes meeting Severus' before returning to Dumbledore's.

Sirius grinned almost as ferally as the rest of them he didn't give any warning before striking Dumbledore with a curse. "Crucio!"

He had become a man his family would be proud of. For once in Sirius Black's life he didn't care, and applauded all the curses his family had taught him. Each one more creative than next. None unfortunately lethal, because they didn't want him dead yet. Curse after curse was cast, causing Dumbledore unimaginable amounts of pain. The writhing was entertaining to say the least, but his begging, and pathetic attempts of intimidating was even more so.

"Impressive Black, I didn't realize you knew so many spells. Why didn't you display all that at Hogwarts?" asked Severus an eyebrow rising in curiosity. He had been the boy to go to if they wanted help with spells on Defence against the dark arts. As Sirius had once said, Severus had known more curses and hex's before he entered Hogwarts than most seventh years.

"I tried to forget everything they had taught me." said Sirius embarrassed.

"Why? Its intent that makes it dark," shrugged Harry, his green eyes putting Dumbledore's to shame with their twinkle. Damn it but it felt good to get revenge on the bastard that had made his childhood a misery. Then condemned him to life as a prostitute, because he wanted to test his magic, or what magic he did have.

Harry stood there watching the three most important people in his life. He knew without a doubt, he would go through it all over again just to stand here. He knew he could trust these men with his life; he finally had a family that had been so long denied to him. For some absurd reason Harry felt truly blessed.

"You will be in Azkaban for this! They will find out" snarled Dumbledore.

"Your reputation is shot to hell, why would they bother trying to find out? Probably sweep you under the rug and forget all about you. No one cares about Albus Dumbledore anymore. Face it old man you've had your glory days." sneered Harry satisfaction in his eyes.

"Yes, did you like Harry's presents? I thought the one with the insinuation you knew about the Chamber was rather good didn't you?" smirked Remus. The information they had gathered on Dumbledore had turned out irrefutable.

Dumbledore just lay there panting in fury. He knew it; he'd known the brat was behind it. He now had the proof; Potter had been under his nose the entire time.

"Morsus," said Remus. Watching Dumbledore writhe in pain emotionlessly. "That was for lying to me."

"Cruciamentum" snarled Remus. It still caused the victim intense pain to course through him like lava and knives being inserted into you. Slightly different and not as illegal as the Cruciatus curse.

"You will rue the day you lied to me to, and told me my godson wanted nothing to do with me." snarled Sirius furiously casting his own curse on top of Remus' "Crucio"

"Stop." said Harry eventually, seeing as the Crucio curse had been on the old man for two minutes. Another few minutes and permanent damage would be inflicted on the old fool. Sirius was about to demand why, when Harry walked up to Dumbledore with a potion, it was clear liquid they all knew it to be Veritaserum.

Severus Sirius and Remus all shared a look; they knew Harry's desire for answers and knew he wouldn't get one - not a satisfactory one. Dumbledore just liked playing god, loved having puppets. They knew it deep down and wondered if this would send Harry of in the deep end. They were actually surprised Dumbledore hadn't had another heart attack yet, he was an old man he wouldn't or rather survive much else.

Dumbledore weakly put up a struggle, but Harry was to strong for him. Three drops was put on his tongue. Harry dropped Dumbledore like a rag doll, unable to bear touching him any longer. He took a step back and waited on it working. Soon he went limp and his eyes glazed over.

"Who are you?" asked Harry.

"Albus Dumbledore," said the drugged man lifelessly.

"Why did you put me…Harry Potter at the Dursley's?" asked Harry emotionlessly.

"Because I couldn't have him raised in the wizarding world or he would have been too full of himself." said Dumbledore.

"Did you know they would abuse him?" asked Harry, his lip curled in repugnance.

"Yes" said Dumbledore.

"Why did you let that happen?" asked Harry, staring at Dumbledore as if he was dirt on his new shoes.

"I wanted him to come to Hogwarts beaten and subservient." replied Dumbledore.

Sirius growled, angrily raising his wand to curse him, only to have Remus push it down and shake his head sadly. Harry needed this, for some reason, they had to let him get it out of his system. He understood how Sirius felt, because right now he was feeling it as well. The rage, the fury, the disgust and every other damnable feeling of anger.

"Why" demanded Severus.

"So he would be easier to control, and turn into a weapon to defeat Voldemort." said Dumbledore. Unable to fight the potion, not even a little bit. He was helpless as his secrets continued to pour from his mouth. He had no filter, and it would damn him.

"Did you know what the prophecy was referring to?" asked Severus smirking wickedly.

"I thought it referred to Harry taking out Voldemort and then another Dark Lord that rose from Voldemort's ranks." Dumbledore said. He was regretting telling Snape about that prophecy now, when it was apparent Snape had known Potter all along.

"It was you the Prophecy was speaking about you insane idiot!" snarled Sirius furiously. Remus holding him back, stopping him from throttling the bastard.

"The Lord's of the so called light and dark. You and Voldemort, of course Voldemort has already been dealt with. Why do you think Poppy wasn't there?" smirked Sirius gnashing his teeth in a very doggish grin.

"Voldemort's gone?" asked Dumbledore. His wide eyed gaping at them. He had always imagined being there, the credit given to him. The fact he hadn't been there, and Potter had everyone's gratitude was like a blow to the solar plexus.

"Yes," smirked Harry in utmost satisfaction.

"You aren't going to get a satisfactory answer from him Harry, just let it go." said Severus softly, whispering the words into his ear running one of his long dexterous hands down his arm in comfort.

"I already have," said Harry, he wasn't going to let his life revolve around Dumbledore. After this day he would forget about him, and focus on living his life.

"Just let's be done with him." said Severus, "What did you have planned…I'm guessing you don't want to kill him. Or you wouldn't have asked about the spell. So he couldn't talk about magic." said Severus.

"I'm going to use a rune on him, and Apparate him outside a hospital. Where he's going to spend the rest of his days, unable to talk, walk, move, use magic. He will die alone and friendless, he will rue the day he decided to use me." said Harry his voice cold and hard.

Severus' eyes widened, just how long had Harry have this planned? It was the ultimate revenge. He couldn't tell anyone who he was, he wouldn't be able to get in touch with any Order members, and it was fantastic. He would lie in a bed, for the remainder of his days cursing Harry Potter. He slightly wished Harry had wanted to do it to Voldemort the revenge would have been even sweeter. The hater of Muggles stuck in a bed being cared by them. It just wasn't the same Dumbledore was a Muggle lover and the biggest one still he would be without his magic and that meant more.

"It's a shame you didn't do that to Voldemort, now that would have been a sight to behold." smirked Severus, Remus nodded beside him obviously agreeing with his assessment.

Severus, Sirius and Remus watched Harry draw runes out with his wand. Then begin flinging them into Dumbledore. The old fool was screaming, before it came anywhere near him. It was as if he knew what the Ancient Runes were. It wouldn't surprise them, Dumbledore did know a lot of magic, but right now it was useless. They smiled in grim satisfaction when Dumbledore ceased moving altogether; Dumbledore's mouth was opening and closing. Nothing was emerging; panic bloomed in the terrified blue eyes.

"I think this is the best I've ever seen him look," said Severus dryly.

"Revenge was sweet!" grinned Sirius, it was brilliant, and he loved it. It certainly had been worth the long year waiting. Dreaming up fantasies of what he wanted to do to the old fool.

"He deserves it." said Remus simply; he had changed a lot over the past year. He would never have thought of hurting a soul. Harry had changed that, his dark past made it impossible for Remus to remain a light wizard. Although in all honest Remus always had it in him to be that way, if he hadn't been such a coward most of his life.

Life had indeed changed, Severus found it the most ironic, a Potter, Black and Lupin all on the wrong side of the law. Torturing people and killing them, it's what Death Eaters done but unlike Death Eaters - they didn't hurt people for fun. They did it purely out of the need for revenge, and wouldn't continue their actions on anyone else. He would never have believed anyone, if they told him twenty years ago this would happen. Then again, he hadn't seen the bad side of Dumbledore at that time. He had just been grateful to have a safe heaven away from Voldemort.

"I'm going to take him to a hospital in London." said Harry. Grabbing Dumbledore's unresisting arms, he looked unconscious if not for the open eyes blinking in terror. He couldn't move, or talk and now they were taking him to a Muggle hospital? He was half beginning to wish Potter had killed him. No his faithful followers would find him, they'd never stop. When he got out of this he would show Potter who was boss.

"I'm coming," said Severus immediately. "We will meet you back in Hogwarts, in ten minutes."

Sirius and Remus just nodded before they left the secure building and Apparated to Hogwarts.

"Let's go," said Harry. Severus wrapped his arms around Harry once more. The three of them Apparated away. Once there, Harry spelled Dumbledore's beard and hair away. Leaving behind only white bushy eyebrows. He banished his glasses and transfigured his clothes into ones a homeless Muggle would wear. He looked like a beggar; Severus added his own spells, by making the clothes smelly, soiled and dirty. He looked exactly like the part he would now play.

They heard someone coming, and quickly made themselves invisible; it didn't take long for the person they heard to make an appearance. He took one look at the old man, and left screaming, that there was a dead guy around the corner. Harry had to muffle his snickers, the boy had only been about ten, they noticed the ball at the curb and realized that's why the boy had been there. The mother quickly came running around, gagging at the stench. Grabbing her boy and moving him back, away from Dumbledore afraid he might be 'contaminated'. She was joined by a few nurses; it wasn't long before he was taken in on a bed. They were oblivious to the fact the old man would never be leaving.

Both lovers nodded in wicked satisfaction, before Apparating to Hogwarts to join Remus and Sirius.

Im determined to get this story finished tonight! and so i will :) R&R only five more to go ;)