Disclaimer:I would think that after 7 chapters you would have already figured out that I don't own HP….but a girl can dream can't she.
"I know all about your little mind games. The lies, the plots, I know about it all Headmaster. I'm here to tell you that is over, all the lies, the betrayal it's all over. I'm not some tool you can manipulate into doing your dirty work. I am the boy-who-bloody-lived and I intended to keep it that way, without your help." Harry spat out at the older man.
Dumbledore's usually twinkling eyes were no longer lively they were dull with worry. "I don't understand what you mean Harry."
"You know exactly what I am talking about. But go ahead and play this little game of confusion, you and the rest of the world will understand. It will all be very clear soon. Have a good day Professor; I shall see you in the Great Hall for dinner."Harry said standing up and walking towards the door without waiting for the headmaster's reply.
"Very well Harry." With a fearful sigh Albus watched his weapon walk out of his office.
Harry was half way to the Slytherin dorms when he ran into Severus Snape. "Harry care for a cup of tea and a game of chess?" the potions master asked him.
"Do not think that because you have been revealed as my father that I trust you. I have been alone for the past 16 years and you expect me to welcome you with open arms? What kind of fool are you? I don't want a cup of tea with you, or to play a game of chess. You will address me as Mr. Potter or simply Potter if you must. We will not be best mates, nor will I call you father. Now if you will excuse me I have a few essays that are due on Monday." Harry said.
Harry moved as if to walk away, and was stopped by a hand on his robes pulling him down to the potion master's office. Once there he was unceremoniously thrown into a chair.
"You will not get cross with me Harry. It is not my fault what hand fate dealt you. I did the best I could, and that is all I could do. You will not hold it against me, nor will you control me with it. I am your father and you will respect that even if you do not wish it to be. We will be having tea every Sunday and you will show up. The dark lord expects you to get the dark mark during the winter break, and we will have to either go with it or find some excuse as to why you cannot be marked. You and I will support the dark side, which is not your choice for it is in your blood to do so. You will not shame our family name or me. Is that understood?" Severus asked the boy in front of him. The boy, no young man, who was his son and who was clearly not happy about the fact and was ready to fight him tooth and nail to get his point across.
Harry glared at the man hovering over him. "I said is that clear?" Severus asked him again.
"No it is not. You are not my father now, nor will you ever be. My father and mother died when I was a year old. They died to save me. Where were you when I was lying in a house destroyed by Voldermort? Where were you when my muggle relatives locked me in the cupboard under the stairs? Where the bloody hell have you been when Voldermort tried to kill me for the last five years? You were running to the Headmaster or the dark lord begging for safety. You were whoring yourself out so you wouldn't bloody well die. You were ignoring every sign that I was in danger so you wouldn't have to be reminded of James Potter. Nothing you do or say will change my mind. You are not my father."Harry said. Harry's eyes narrowed in anger, and his usually emerald eye color darkened to almost black.
"Who are you to ask me where I have been? I was where I was needed! Don't you question my actions." Severus said in a deep threatening voice.
"Who are you to deny me the information? You are nothing more than a death eater spy trying to save your own arse. You leave me alone." A small swirling wind began to flow through the office, and sparks seemed to be emitting from Harry's body.
Without warning Severus Snape, esteemed potions Master, was thrown backwards hitting the wall with a loud thud. Harry Potter simply turned and walked away. The young wizard once again began to make his way towards the Slytherin common room.
To his surprise the common room was empty. The Raven-haired boy moved quickly to his dorm in the off chance that someone was still lurking in the room. When he entered the dorm room Draco Malfoy was sitting at his desk glaring at Neville Longbottom, who seemed to be ignoring the blond.
"Don't tell me you and Draco had another go at each other, Neville. This is getting out of hand. Draco just bloody tell Neville you like him already. And Neville, tell Malfoy you don't want anything to do with him. Then we can all get on with our lives and this whole counsel business can be settled. And don't look at me like that Malfoy. I haven't forgotten a thing, and don't intend to forget either." Harry said throwing his school bag on to his bed and opening his wardrobe.
Harry began to change out of his school uniform and into more comfortable clothes. "Let's go Neville, we have a meeting with a few Slytherins and we must prepare. We need to be able to offer them something if they plan to join us. I bet most of the younger Slytherins would be willing to join with the boy who lived. And we won't need to scare them to make them join either." Harry said heading towards the dorm door.
Harry beckoned the other boy to follow him. With a nod in Draco's direction, Neville stood up and followed Harry out of the dorms. The boys walked silently to moaning Myrtles' bathroom. It wasn't until Harry opened the door that Neville spoke up. "Harry, why are we going into the girls' lavatory?"
"We are preparing in the chamber of secrets. No one will find us down there. It's clean, and the basilisk is dead, and the body gone. There's nothing to worry about Nev. Just follow me. We'll be safe and undisturbed down there."Harry said opening the chamber entrance.
Neville did as he was told and some minutes later he was standing in the chamber of secrets. Harry was right; the chamber was nicer then what he had heard about in their second year of Hogwarts. The large opening room was brightly lit by torches and a large throne like chair was placed at the end of the long walk way. Neville could see doors behind the large snake that was set behind the throne, and doors to the left and the right as well.
Neville jumped when Harry tapped his shoulder lightly and said. "Sorry Nev didn't mean to startle you. We can go into the study."
The brown-haired boy followed his friend through the door way located to the left of the throne. "Harry this is nothing like what I had been told by Ron in second year, what happened?" Neville asked still looking around him.
"I came down here after I trashed the Headmasters office last year, after… well you know. I somehow triggered the magic that was hiding this all. There's even a wing of rooms, there's everything here. I think it was Salazar Slytherins personal chambers. I was planning to use it as the meeting place for the counsel." Harry said.
Neville sat down at the large table covered in spare parchment and books. "We really need a new name for this all. I mean counsel sounds so uptight. And I take it that not only are you leading the Slytherins, but you are also leading a sort of gray side if you will. You should have a name for it all. Something that people will remember something with power." Neville said reading some of the parchments on the table before him.
"That's just the thing Neville; I don't want to be known for this or for that. I just want to be Harry. I don't want to be the leader of this I never did. I want you to do it Neville. I'll be the big shot, the king per say, but I want you to be the spokes person. You are different then you used to be and I want people to see that. They need to see that things really are different. And you are just the one to do it." Harry said watching his friend.
Harry looked at Neville with hope in his eyes. Neville sighed thoughts flying through his already confused mind. Neville to be the leader of a resistance group, what were the odds of that happening were and who in their right mind would follow him.
"The only thing that I ask Harry is that we make decisions together. You, I and the other leaders of this group we all have a say in what we do. This isn't Dumbledore and his order, this is different. If we are to win, then we stick together." Neville said finally looking up from the papers in his hands.
"I agree Neville. Are you Ready to get started? We have a lot of work to do and not much time to get it done." Harry said taking a seat across from Neville.
The boy nodded and the rest of the night was spent deciding who would most likely be willing to join and who wouldn't, and deciding how they were going to contact everyone.