AN: Thank you so much for the reviews! I can't believe I have 12 followers already; I'm writing this story at the request of my 8-year-old son and encouraged him to give me some input for the stories, which is why Voldermort was captured Harry's first night. I will move away from the next step of my original plot due to comments about the unrealistic aspect of doing everything right away, although my son wanted me to have Harry find all the horcurxes tonight and let the basilisk kill them. I did ask my son how he wants me to respond to the review saying that it's happening too fast. This was his response: "I am a tired mommy, and I don't want to write this story. I am only writing it, because my son wants me to; therefore, I am trying to finish it as soon as possible." Please keep the reviews coming, especially constructive criticism. I love making my son think!

Harry went to Dumbledore's office together with Remus, Dumbledore, and Fudge. After they were all seated, Remus turned to Harry.

"So, how were your last ten years?" he asked.

"You don't want to know," Harry answered. "How were yours?"

"You don't want to know," responded Remus.

"How could you believe Sirius would betray my parents?" Harry asked.

"I knew someone from our inner circle was a spy," Remus explained. "I thought Sirius was secret keeper. Believe me, I feel really bad about not trying to help him."

They sat quietly until Sirius walked into the room.

"Padfoot!" Harry shouted throwing his arms around Sirius. "I missed you!"

"You missed me, or you missed Padfoot?" Sirius asked with a grin before transforming into a dog.

That was when Harry discovered the first obstacle in his plan. He was planning on controlling his emotions as he revealed what was needed to Dumbledore and Fudge, but he was suddenly reminded of the ten wasted years Harry and Sirius just experienced. He thought about all the fun he would have had if Sirius would've taken custody of him. There was something so familiar about rubbing Sirius's fur, especially around his ears. Harry knew that he didn't really remember Sirius from his past, only from his dream, so he didn't know why tears suddenly came to his eyes, and he tried to fight it. Sirius saw his predicament and licked his face.

"It's okay to cry," Dumbledore said softly. "It's better to let it out. There's no reason to keep it in."

Harry forced back his tears and hugged Padfoot fiercely. Sirius transformed back into human and returned the hug.

"Can I spend every summer in your house until I come of age?" Harry asked eagerly.

"Of course," Sirius said. "You could come every Christmas, too. From now on, you could live with me if you'd like."

Remus jumped up and threw his arms around Sirius.

"I'm so sorry, Padfoot," he said. "I should have known you would never betray us."

"It's okay," Sirius said. "I should have told you that we switched secret keepers."

"Okay," Fudge said. "Let's get started. First of all, Peter's story matched what Harry said before, plus he gave details about killing muggles. As soon as he was given the antidote to veritaserum, he transformed back into a rat and tried to escape. Aurors caught him and forced him to transform back into human, and he was kissed by a dementor for trying to flee. You-know-who tried to escape as soon as he regained consciousness. As soon as his soul was seen walking without a body, a dementor sucked him up."

"What does a dementor's kiss do?" Harry asked, knowing the answer, but knowing that he shouldn't.

"It sucks the soul out of the body," Fudge explained.

"What happened to the dementor who took Voldermort's soul?" asked Harry.

"The same thing that would happen if he kissed him," Fudge said.

"What happens to the soul?" Harry asked.

"It gets destroyed," Fudge answered, trying to hide his annoyance at the constant questions.

"Is the dementor okay?" Harry asked.

"Why wouldn't he be?" Fudge asked back.

"He's not possessed?" Harry asked.

"We could discuss dementors later," Dumbledore said, knowing where Harry was heading and trying to stop him.

"The poor dementor probably has indigestion," Sirius joked.

Harry grinned and turned his attention back to Fudge.

"If Voldermort and Peter were both kissed, we don't need to hear Harry's story," Dumbledore said.

"We still need his statement for the record," Fudge said.

Harry began his story the same way he told Ron on the train, however, when he got to the part with James saying that he's here, he made a minor change.

"My dad said, 'He's here! Peter must have told! Take Harry and run, I'll hold him off."

Harry looked down the whole time he was talking; concerned that Dumbledore would realize that he didn't remember it actually happening. Because he was looking down, he didn't see Sirius, Remus, or Dumbledore fighting back tears. He continued the story until he got the part where the killing curse rebounded, where he was ready to add more details than he told Ron.

"The green light was everywhere," Harry said. "I saw it hit Voldermort. His whole body seemed to disappear. His soul was already damaged because he made"

Harry suddenly lost his ability to speak. He looked at Dumbledore and noticed he had his wand out. Harry realized Dumbledore silenced him so that he won't tell about the horcruxes.

"Stupid secrecy," Harry thought. He pulled out his wand hoping he would be able to do a nonverbal spell, although even in his dream, he had trouble with them. As soon as he had his wand in his hand, he was unable to move. He sat silently and immobile, glaring at Dumbledore, but unable to do anything else.

"I think Harry said enough," Dumbledore said to Fudge. "He seems pretty upset after sharing this memory. I know you have a lot to do tonight. If there is anything else you need to know, I'll get back to you."

Fudge left the room and Dumbledore removed his hexes.

"I'm sorry, Harry," he said. "I didn't expect to have to hex you the first day, but I don't believe Fudge could be trusted with the rest of you information."

"But if we have the power of the ministry behind us, it would be easier to get the"

Dumbledore interrupted Harry again before he could mention horcruxes.

"I don't believe Fudge is trustworthy," he said. "Besides, there's something else I want to discuss with you first."

"What happened to the dementor?" asked Harry.

"He digested whatever amount of soul Voldermort had left," Dumbledore said. "Whatever was there was destroyed, so we don't have to worry about the other thing yet."

"But they could possess people," argued Harry.

"Only if they're found," Dumbledore answered.

"One of them is in Malfoy manor," Harry said. "If Mr. Malfoy hears that Voldermort's gone for good, he's going to use it."

"I think we should wait before we deal with it," Dumbledore said. "There's something else I want to discuss with you, preferably privately."

"I'm not talking without Sirius and Remus," Harry said stubbornly.

"You could trust Professor Dumbledore," Remus said.

"It's okay," Dumbledore said. "I understand why he's angry at me. If he wants you to stay, that's fine. I just may need to cut him off again."

He looked at Harry with his piercing look. Harry looked down and tried to focus on whatever occlumency he learned so far.

"Something went wrong with my plan," Dumbledore said. "I'm trying to figure out where I went wrong. I didn't expect you to remember anything about your parents. I was hoping the Dursleys would treat you like their own child and give you a nice happy upbringing. You were supposed to come to Hogwarts young, innocent, and not knowing much about Voldermort. I don't know where I went wrong."

"Professor," Harry said incredulously. "Did you really believe my aunt and uncle would give me a happy childhood?"

"I hoped they would," Professor Dumbledore said.

"Didn't you see the address on my letter?" asked Harry. "Didn't you know that my uncle destroyed over a hundred Hogwarts letters before Hagrid came to deliver in personally? Didn't Hagrid tell you that he had to break my uncle's gun and fight my aunt and uncle before I was able to read my letter? Wouldn't the address alone have been enough to tell you how I was treated the last ten years?"

"What was the address?" asked Sirius.

"The cupboard under the stairs," Harry answered.

"You lived in a cupboard?!" exclaimed Sirius. "Of course you're angry at Dumbledore now! If you let me at your relatives, I'll deal with them for you."

"It's the past now," said Harry. "There's no reason to deal with them because I'm not going back. Now I want to focus on the future."

"You'll live with me," Sirius said. "I'll try to make up for your ten miserable years."

"I'm sorry, Harry," Dumbledore said. "Will you believe me if I tell you I had your safety in mind?"

"Yes," Harry said.

"And could you forgive me for leaving you there?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yes," Harry said again.

"Could you trust me now to hear your information and make decisions for the future?" asked Dumbledore.

Harry looked down and didn't answer.

"I'm sorry," Dumbledore said again.

"I'm still trying to figure out how you remember so much," Dumbledore said a little more cheerfully.

"He obviously didn't form enough new memories to erase the old ones," Sirius said angrily. "Harry may forgive you, but I can't believe you dumped my godson on relatives who didn't want him and didn't care for him properly."

"How do you remember so much?" Dumbledore asked again.

"I have dreams at night," Harry answered.

"About you or Voldermort?" asked Dumbledore.

"Both," said Harry. "Could we discuss"

Once again Dumbledore interrupted Harry before he could say the word horcrux.

"I would prefer that Sirius and Remus don't know about what you want to discuss," Dumbledore said.

"Well then I'll discuss it with them without including you in the discussion," Harry answered back.

He heard a gasp from one of the pictures on the wall.

"Do you know why I don't want them to know?" asked Dumbledore.

"Do you think they'll kill me?" asked Harry.

"Probably not," Dumbledore admitted.

"Do you think they'll decide to make one themselves?" asked Harry.

"No," said Dumbledore. "I just don't want everyone to know in case the information ends up in the wrong hands."

"We're talking about people who kept Moony's furry little problem a secret their entire time in Hogwarts. Sirius didn't even tell Remus he wasn't secret keeper. How could you not trust them?" asked Harry.

"You know about my furry little problem?" Remus asked.

"Of course," Harry said.

"You pretended not to downstairs," Dumbledore said. "Some of the professors found your comments entertaining. Okay, you made your point. I will trust them, but this information can't go out of this room. Do you want to explain the situation, Harry, or should I?"

"I'll do it," Harry said. "Voldermort knowingly made five horcruxes. He accidently made me into a sixth. As a result, I sometimes have access to his thoughts at night, and I know the location of all five horcruxes, the dangers they represent, his plans for the future, and death eaters who are free."

"I don't think we have to worry about the horcruxes yet," Dumbledore said. "Voldermort was destroyed, so they're not keeping him alive."

"They could possess people," argued Harry.

"They should be very well protected," Dumbledore said.

"Not all of them are," said Harry. "The one in Malfoy manor will be given to a Hogwarts student by next year in order to open the chamber of secrets. If we would have told Fudge, he would have sent the ministry to raid Malfoy manor."

"Fudge is good friends with Lucius Malfoy," said Dumbledore. "He can't be trusted to act with this information. It's probably best to wait for the horcrux to enter the school and hunt it down when the chamber is opened."

"No it's not," argued Harry. "Think about the poor innocent student who will be possessed. I think its best if I try to befriend Draco so that he will invite me to his house and I could steal the horcrux."

"You're not doing it alone," Sirius said. "If you ever go to Malfoy manor, I'm coming with you."

"What does the horcrux look like?" asked Dumbledore.

"It's a diary," said Harry.

"What are the other ones?" Dumbledore asked.

"One is a ring. There's a powerful curse on it, so if anyone tries to take it, they will die. It's in the ruins of the old Gaunt house. One is a locket. It's in Black manor now. Regalus stole it, knowing he would die as a result, but thinking it's worth it if it brings Voldermort down. He gave it to a house elf named Kreacher and gave him two final orders. He has to destroy the locket, and not tell anyone what happened. Kreacher tried very hard to destroy the locket for the last bunch of years. Every time he fails, he punishes himself and tries again. I think he would welcome some assistance," Harry said.

"I'll get it now," Sirius said.

"Be nice to Kreacher," Harry told him. "He helped Regalus steal it and suffered greatly as a result."

Sirius disappeared into the fireplace. Harry continued telling about the horcruxes.

"One is a cup. It's in Bellatrix's vault and Gringotts. The other one is here at Hogwarts in the room of requirement. It's a diadem."

"As soon as Sirius is back, we'll go get it," Dumbledore said. "The one at Gringotts is safe. I'll try to get the ring this summer."

"Don't," Harry said. "It has a curse on it."

"I'll be careful," Dumbledore said.

"You probably won't," Harry contradicted. "The ring has the stone from the deathly hallows."

"How do you know that?" asked Dumbledore. "I can't imagine Voldermort ever read Beatles the Bard."

"My mum read me the story," Harry lied. "She told me that she thinks my dad's cloak is one of the hallows. She said that he lent it to you for other members of the order to use. The ring has the symbol in the picture."

"Here's your cloak," Dumbledore said returning it. "I never got a chance to return it to your father."

When Sirius came back, Harry was clutching the cloak and burying his face in it.

"I have such good memories of that cloak," Sirius said.

"Me too," said Remus. "You'll have so much fun with it."

"Do you have any plans yet for it?" asked Sirius.

"This was my dad's," Harry said happily. "I think I'll sleep with it."

"It's not supposed to be a security blanket," Sirius said. "It's an invisibility cloak. You're supposed to use it to sneak out after curfew and prank people."

Harry shook his head but didn't say anything.

"I told Kreacher when we know how to destroy the locket, we'll call him," Sirius said.

"There's another horcrux in the school," Dumbledore said. "Harry will show us where."

Harry led the way to the room of requirement. The four of them searched until they found it and brought it back to Dumbledore's office.

"How do we destroy them?" asked Sirius.

"We don't need to destroy them tonight," said Dumbledore.

"Kreacher was trying for the last ten years," said Harry. "We might as well let him follow his orders so he could finally get a good night sleep."

"How do we destroy them?" Sirius asked again.

"There's a basilisk in the chamber of secrets," Harry said. "We could ask it for assistance."

"Do you know where it is?" asked Dumbledore.

"Yes," Harry answered.

"And you know how to get in?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yes," said Harry again.

"Do you speak Parseltongue?"

"Yes."

"Do you know how to get back out?" asked Dumbledore.

"No," Harry said.

"I don't think we want to be in the chamber with the basilisk longer than necessary," Dumbledore said.

"Kreacher said he can't open it," Sirius said.

"I can open it," Harry said. "Once it's open, it's going to put a fight to stay alive, so he will have to act fast."

"Kreacher," called Sirius.

Kreacher apparated at Sirius's feet.

"Harry knows how to open the locket," Sirius said. "But the thing inside will try to kill you before you could kill it, so you need to act fast. You need something that will destroy it completely like basilisk venom, cursed fire, or dragon fire."

"I'll use fiendfyre," Kreacher said.

"It's very hard to control," said Dumbledore.

"I'll control it," Kreacher assured him.

"Can you do this one too," asked Harry.

Kreacher nodded.

"I'm going to tell the locket to open," Harry explained. "All you'll hear is a hissing sound. The second the locket is open, you need to attack. Are you ready?"

Kreacher nodded again. Harry looked at the snake on the locket and hissed the word open. Immediately, the locket and diadem burst into flames. Kreacher quickly put out the fire. Blood poured from both horcruxes.

"Thank you, Kreacher," Harry said. "You know how evil Voldermort was. Regalus died in order to make sure Voldermort could be destroyed for good. You just destroyed two surviving pieces of Voldermort's soul, helping make sure that he will never come back. Good job!"

Kreacher bowed and disaparated.

"Overkill, Harry," Sirius said. "House elves don't need that many compliments or explanations."

"You should treat Kreacher with respect," Harry said. "He suffered a lot in Voldermort's hands, kept Regalus's secret all these years, and destroyed two horcruxes."

"He's a house elf," Sirius said.

"House elves have feelings, too," Harry told him.

"I'll try to remember that," Sirius said.

"Is there anything else that needs to be discussed tonight?" Dumbledore asked Harry.

"Do you want to know Voldermort's plans for the future?" Harry asked him.

"I do, but it's late and those plans won't happen," Dumbledore answered.

"What about escaped death eaters?" Harry asked.

"They won't do anything without Voldermort's orders," Dumbledore said.

"Barty Crouch Junior would," said Harry.

"He's dead," Dumbledore said.

"No, he isn't," Harry insisted. "His mother took polyjuice potion and switched places with him. He's alive at home, wears an invisibility cloak, and is under an imperious curse from his father."

"I'll see what could be done about it," Dumbledore said. "Are there any witnesses besides you and Voldermort?"

"Bertha Jorkins," Harry said. "But Mr. Crouch did a memory charm on her and her memory is in shambles."

"I'll work on it during the summer," Professor Dumbledore said. "She may need to go to St. Mungos. Is there anything else that needs to be dealt with tonight?"

"I just lost you your Defense Against Dark Arts professor," Harry said.

"That you did," Dumbledore agreed. "I'll have to find a new professor."

"Maybe Remus should take the job," suggested Harry.

"I can't," Remus said.

"If you're concerned about your furry little problem, you should know there is a new potion called Wolfsbane potion," Harry told him. "I read about it at Flourish and Blotts."

"You read everything at Flourish and Blotts," Professor Dumbledore said with a smile. "If Hagrid wouldn't have made you leave, you would still be there."

"I'll take you to Flourish and Blotts during Christmas break," Remus said. "We'll have a great time and buy out the whole store. Do you know how to make wolfsbane potion?"

"I never made any potions," Harry said.

"Professor Snape could probably do it," Dumbledore said.

"If you force him to, he's going to resent it and may let people know about it," Harry said.

"So what do you suggest?" asked Dumbledore.

"When you ask him, make sure he knows he could say no," Harry said.

"If he says no, we won't have a teacher," Dumbledore said.

"I have two other ideas," Harry said, "But I think we could convince Professor Snape."

"I'll call him," Dumbledore said.

A minute later, Severus Snape walked into Dumbledore's office. When he saw who was sitting at the table, he glared at them. Harry was looking down and didn't notice the glare, but Sirius automatically put his arm around Harry's shoulders while Remus held Harry's hand.

"Sit down, Severus," Dumbledore said. "I want to ask you for a favor. Because it is a favor, you could say no, and nobody will hold it against you."

Severus nodded.

"Do you know how to make wolfsbane potion?" Dumbledore asked.

"The werewolf needs three people with him to request a potion?" Snape said.

"Actually, we were discussing the Defense Against Dark Arts position," Dumbledore explained. "Remus could only take it if we know he'll be safe."

"Am I really allowed to say no?" asked Snape. "Or is this one of the favors I'm expected to do as potions master?"

"You could say no," Dumbledore said. "I'll try to find someone else if you can't do it."

"I don't want to do it," Snape said glaring at Remus.

"Professor," Harry said softly looking at Snape and focusing on his memory of Snape telling Voldermort the prophecy. "I understand that you're angry at my father. I don't know what he did to you, but it must have been pretty terrible if you still feel hurt ten years after he died. I want to apologize for whatever my father did."

Snape's eyes bore into Harry's. Harry focused all his energy on the memory of Snape telling the prophecy.

"I know you asked Voldermort to spare my mother," Harry said. "I appreciate the effort you made to save her despite whatever it is that my father did to you."

Snape glared at Harry.

"I'm sorry too, Severus," Remus said meekly. "I know exactly what we did, and there was no excuse for it. While I didn't usually take part in the actual pranks, I also made no effort to stop my friends, and my behavior was inexcusable. I was scared James and Sirius would turn on me if I stood up for you, so I never did, and I always felt guilty."

Harry looked at Sirius. Feeling Harry's eyes on him, Sirius turned to Harry and grinned. Harry jumped from his seat and started punching Sirius with both hands.

"How could you?" he yelled. "You mean to say that I spent ten years waiting for you to come rescue me, and all this time, you're just another bully!"

Remus crossed his arms around Harry's body, holding a wrist in each hand. He lifted Harry up and carried him to his chair. Harry struggled against Remus's grip. Remus wrapped his legs around Harry's so that Harry can't kick him.

"I don't know why I wanted to live with you all these years," Harry yelled. "I'll go back to the Dursleys this summer! How could you bully someone and laugh about it years later?"

"Harry," Remus said gently. "You're not ever going back to the Dursleys. The fact that I could pick you up as easily as I did when you were a baby shows how well they fed you. You already told us how they mistreated you, and you can't possibly go back there. I understand you are angry at Sirius. He would still love to have you, but if you don't want to go to him, you could live with me and only go to Sirius for the full moon."

"I'll try to make the wolfsbane potion," Severus said.

"Thank you, Severus," Remus said. "I really appreciate it."

"I'm not doing it for you," Snape said with a glare. "I don't even know if it will work, as it's still considered an experimental potion, and I never made it before. If it doesn't work, you could stay with me for the full moon, Harry."

"I appreciate your kind offer, Professor," Harry said politely focusing all his thoughts on Snape telling Voldermort the prophecy. "But I don't think I will feel comfortable accepting it."

Snape looked in Harry's eyes. Harry made sure to keep focusing on the prophecy and not to let Snape see anything else. Snape turned to Dumbledore.

"He knows what I did," he said quietly.

"Harry," Professor Dumbledore said. "Are you angry at Professor Snape?"

"No," Harry said.

"Why not?" Dumbledore asked.

"I'm aware that when I see pieces of memories, I don't always know the full story. Besides, he did ask Vodermort to spare my mother," Harry said.

"So why are you angry at Sirius?" Dumbledore challenged.

"I didn't spend ten years waiting for Professor Snape to rescue me from the Dursleys," Harry said.

"So you're disappointed with Sirius," Dumbledore said.

"I'm disappointed, too," said Sirius. "I just spent ten years wishing I could go take care of a miniature James. Now I found out he has his mother's temper and sense of justice."

"Did you dislike my mother?" asked Harry.

"Not at all," said Sirius. "And I still want you to live with me. Now I know to wipe my feet before I come into the house, not to feed you junk before meals, and not to rile you up at bedtime."

"I don't care about those things," Harry said. "I just don't like when people feel hurt."

"I'm sorry, Severus," Sirius said. "I could be a stupid git sometimes. I never think about people's feelings, but I would imagine that having a miniature Lily in my life would teach me to be more sensitive. Can you forgive me?"

Severus looked away and didn't answer.

"Harry, will you still come live with me?" Sirius asked. "I'll try to act the way your mother wanted your father to act."

"Why did my mother marry my father if he was a bully?" asked Harry.

"Your father changed a lot in his sixth year," Remus said. "It wasn't until he went a whole year without pranking anyone that your mother was willing to be with him."

"Will you really try to be nice?" Harry asked Sirius.

"I will," said Sirius. "It won't be easy, but I'll have to do it. I can't believe my godson would rather live in a cupboard under the stairs without enough food, then to live with me. I'll do whatever it takes to keep your trust."

"Are you still willing to make the wolfsbane potion?" Harry asked Snape.

"I said I would," Snape said with a glare. "But what happens if it doesn't work?"

"Maybe the first month, you should go to wherever you transformed when you were a student. Sirius should go with you as Padfoot to see if you're safe and to make sure you don't hurt anyone," Harry told Remus.

Remus and Sirius looked at each other and nodded.

"Is that everything?" Dumbledore asked Harry. "Because Remus has to start preparing his lessons."

"One more thing," Harry said. "Professor Lupin, can you please let go of me?"

Remus immediately released Harry who moved onto his own chair.

"I don't want any special attention," Harry said. "Treat me like you would treat any other student."

"No problem," said Remus. "During class, you will be like any other student. Anytime you want to see me outside of class, you could, and as long as there are no students around, you could continue calling me Remus or Moony."

"I think you should go to sleep, Harry," Dumbledore said. "It's been a long day and it's already very late."

"I'll take you to your common room," Sirius said. "What's the password?"

"Caput Draconis," Dumbledore told him.

"Good night, Harry," Remus said.

"Good night, professors," Harry responded.

He tiredly walked with Sirius to his dorm, thinking that he accomplished a lot today.