(Harry's pov)

"So, you are the Dark Lord, also known as Lord Voldemort." I stated as I sat down across from the men, my voice calm, merely stating a fact rather than throwing accusations around. I had promised the Malfoys that I would an open mind when I met their guest, and they have not yet given me a reason not to trust their judgement.

"The truth is, I'm not Dark. When I was a student at Hogwarts, Dumbledore was the Transfiguration Professor, not the headmaster like he is now. I was living in a muggle orphanage during the summer, and he knew how bad my life was there. I begged him to allow me to stay at the school, or go somewhere besides the orphanage. He forced me back anyway, knowing that I was be mistreated because of my magic.

"As I got older I knew that I had to change the way the magical world thinks. When I graduated from Hogwarts, I planned on one of two career choices. One choice was to teach at the school, and keep an eye out for children that are in a similar situation as I was, or get a job in the Ministry where I could influence laws, wanting to make laws that would bring muggleborn children into the wizarding world at the first sign of having magic, that way the children might not be mistreated by those who should care for them.

"I know that not all muggles harm the children in their care, so I had planned to make a department inside the ministry that would ward the homes of muggleborn children, once they have displayed magic, that would keep an eye on any sign of neglect or abuse to the child. If the wards go off, a team of child care officials would go to the house, invisible of course, and watch. If they notice any sign of abuse or neglect they would remove the child and oblivitate the family.

"However, Dumbledore had already begun a smear campaign against me, stating that I was going dark."

"And people believed that?" I asked.

"Yes. You have to remember Harry, this was just after Dumbledore defeated Grindelwald. People were paranoid, and they would believe anything Dumbledore said, since he had become their hero."

"Why did Dumbledore even want to claim that you were becoming a Dark Lord though? Wouldn't it be better for him to try to 'bring you back to the Light' as he always claims he wants to do?"

"He wanted me to become a Dark Lord because he wanted to be in the spotlight longer. He loved being the center of attention. He wanted the wealth, fame and political power that came with being a hero."

It was well known when I was in school that Dumbledore, while not being neglected as a child, did not get much attention from his parents.

"Albus Dumbledore was the oldest of three kids. He had a younger brother, who now own the Hogs Head in Hogsmeade, and a sister, though few people knew about the sister until it was much too late."

"What do you mean?"

"The only things I know are from the stories I heard from parents of fellow Slytherins, who had heard it from their older relatives. According to the stories, Dumbledore's sister, named Ariana, had been in the front yard when she had a burst of accidental magic. Unfortunately she was caught by a couple of teenaged muggles, who wanted to see her do it again. They beat her up when she couldn't replicate the magic.

"Their father went after the muggle boys, and ended up in Azkaban. Ariana became mentally unstable do to the attack, and was unable to control herself. Her magic would burst forth violently whenever her emotions got too high. Eventually she had an magical accident that killed her mother. This happened right after Albus graduated from Hogwarts. He was forced to stay and take care of his sister.

"But Dumbledore wanted more than that. He wanted to be famous, and politically powerful. He couldn't get famous for taking care of his unstable sister."

"No body knows what happened exactly, but the sister somehow died. Some say she had an outburst similar to the one that took her mother's life, and that her magic killed her, others believe Dumbledore killed her so that he could work on his goals. Others say that it was a heated argument that turned into a duel between her brothers, and that Ariana got into the middle of it."

"Anyway, everyone knows that he defeated Grindelwald and he became a hero in the magical world. However, Dumbledore feared that the fame and prestige would wear off, so he needed a new Dark Lord to fight."

"Ok, but why did he choose you? No offense, but what was so special about you that made him think of you as a Dark wizard, and not somebody else?"

"If I had to guess it would be my plans for the future, as well as my past. Dumbledore didn't want to help children that were being harmed at home. After all, he knew of my life in the orphanage and he did not help me. He also doesn't want any major changes in how our world views things. If I had been able to go through with my plans in the Ministry, there would be less blood prejudice. Children would come to the school confident, and willing to learn. Abused children just don't have the confidence that it takes to reach their full potential. Not only that, but I had plans to introduce new mandatory classes. Wizarding Etiquette, required for everyone muggle raised, and a better version of Muggle studies, so that the wizarding population would be able to blend in, and understand the muggle world better."

"Well, what about me then? If Dumbledore made everyone believe that you are a Dark Lord, so he could defeat you, what does he want with me?"

"By the time his precious war against me began he realized that I was to powerful for him. While we are equal in magical power, he was at a disadvantage due to his age. He was getting older, and not able to move and react as fast he had when he fought Grindelwald. However, I was in my prime, and quite agile compared to him. So he needed someone who could fight me for him. He needed someone who would be powerful enough to stand up against me, but young enough to be controllable.

"That was when he found out that your mother and the Longbottom's were expecting sons. Shortly after you both were born he created a prophesy. The basic point as that the hero would be a boy, who was born in July to those who had gone against me three times."

"Let me guess, he told both families the prophesy, and made them both go into hiding. He probably knew that I would be the child you would most likely choose, due to our blood status. Either that your he led you to believe that I am the bigger threat. You come in, kill my parents, try to kill me but somehow fail, and end up as a spirit?"

"You are right about the first part. However I did not kill your parents. I wasn't even in Godrics Hollow that night."

"Then who was it?"

"Albus Dumbledore." After that he pulled his wand out, extracting a long silver strand that I knew was a copy of the memory of the night my parents were killed.

The memory began with Voldemort talking to Severus and Lucius about how they had found out, through the use of an ancestry potion, that mum was descended from Salazar Slytherin's eldest son, which would make us, almost kin.

Severus told Voldemort about Dumbledore's plan to send them after my mum and me, hoping to end the Slytherin bloodline forever. Voldemort learned of his plans to go after us on Halloween night, and how they all knew that my parents would not believe any of them that Dumbledore was after us.

Even Severus didn't have a chance, due to my father's dislike of the Potions Master.

That memory faded into another where Voldemort had entered the house, after finding that the door had been ripped off its hinges. My dad was already dead, a shocked expression etched permanently into his face.

Voldemort could hear screams and shouts coming from upstairs so he rushed up and got into the nursery where my mother was still standing over me.

Voldemort cast the shield charm at my mum at the same time as Dumbledores killing curse which caused a strange magical backlash.

Mum was dead, and there was a golden bubble surrounding me, I had noticed that my scar was already there, but it hadn't been there when we entered the room.

Since Dumbledore couldn't attack me, he ended up dueling Tom instead. My protective bubble suddenly erupted when a spell cast by Tom had been reflected by the Headmaster, hit it.

The memory went black just as I watched Dumbledore turn and vanish with a pop.

Tom told me that his body had somehow been destroyed by the magical eruption. He didn't blame me for the loss of his body, since I was just a baby and had no control of the magic that had protected me that night.

I left the meeting with a lot of thinking to do.

(Daphne's pov)

I was sitting in my future husbands sitting room, listening to him tell his Godfather about his meeting with the not-so-dark Lord Voldemort.

I had been just as surprised as Lord Black was when he learned the truth behind the night his best friend and his wife had been murdered.

I was angry at the fact that the much loved Headmaster was the real reason behind my love's loss. The reason he had been alone for so long.

I suddenly remembered what I wanted to tell the men in front of me. I spent the next several minutes recounting my morning in Diagon Alley leading up to the hilarious humiliation of the Weasel and his Mum as they were thrown out of Gringotts.

(Dumbledore's pov)

I looked around at the people I was surrounded by, mostly the Weasleys, along with retired auror Alastor 'Mad-Eye' Moody, auror Kingsley Shacklebolt, and auror in training Nymphadora Tonks.

I asked them all to search for the missing Potter, and keep an eye out for Sirius Black, who might try to harm Harry. I claimed that the man must have found a way around the veritiserum, or had otherwise conned the Wizengamot into freeing him.

Molly came to me after the meeting was over, to ask me about her youngest children's vaults, which had been closed. I assured her that I would get their vaults reopened.

After they all left, I went in search for the one person that I could still manipulate who could help me get Harry under my control.

His father's friend, Remus Lupin.

Finding the werewolf was easy, and offering him the post of Defence was just as easy, especially when I mentioned that he would be able to help me protect him from Black, whom he had not yet found out had been declared innocent.

It was late by the time I returned to my office, so I decided to turn in for the night.

Tomorrow I will straighten the goblins out.

(The next day)

When I arrived at the goblin owned bank, I was shocked to find that my vault had also been closed, due to insufficient funds.

I wanted to demand to see the head of the bank, but then I remembered hearing about what happened to Molly and young Ronald when they angered the goblins. I decided a peaceful retreat was the best thing for me, at least until I could figure out how to proceed.

In the end I decided that it would be best to act as if everything is normal.

Once the school year begins, in less than a month, I will be making my way into Harry's life once again and I will use the money from the currently unavailable Potter vaults, to regain my financial status.

(Harry's pov)

I had just ended an interesting floo call from Severus, and decided that it will soon be time to make plans to ruin Dumbledores reputation.

After talking to Sirius, Severus, Lucius, and Tom, we had decided on how to start.

Severus told me that Dumbledore had started taking the elixir, a story I had to recount to the three men who had not previously known what I had done.

"You certainly are a Slytherin Harry. No Gryffindor would have been able to pull that off so well." Sirius stated.

"I am certainly glad that I didn't receive that stone then. I had wondered why you didn't follow me into the corridor that night. Now I know." Tom replied.

"So, how should we proceed?" Sirius asked, and we spent a couple hours batting ideas around.

We eventually decided on compiling pieces of information that dealt with Dumbledore, while I got to work on finding someone to be our voice. Lucius had given me the name of a person that would be perfect for the job we have planned. I smirked as Lucius told me everything he knew about her.

We decided to give her two weeks to get her research started before sending her our compiled information, which could include anonymous quotes, our own histories, or even memory vials holding information that would ruin the old man once and for all.

When I got home I decided to get to work on ending Dumbledore's manipulations once and for all.

Phase one in Operation Remove Dumbledore is already well under way. Now it's time to get everything set up for Phase two.

I had a letter to write.