I have Questions! And demand Answers!

by fvdv123

Harry almost got snogged by his Dementor, the Dementor sucked Voldy out and by chance, the memories of Old Guy got in its place. Harry learns what his life was going to be, and what it could have been. Well... Harry will kick ass, gather some females, and try to survive this crazy World. We use a lot of Cliches and Tropes, Cringe, Gary, and Mary Stu... you know, the usual stuff.

6. Chapter 6

Disclaimer:

Mrs. J.K., this website is trolling me, I never could make two reviews on the same chapter, yet a lot of my readers are happily doing so, I tried to add one of my stories to my favorites, and that never worked, yet others could do that. Or... I am a clumsy baboon who doesn't know his way around a computer… I never admit that! That is slander!

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McGonagall sat next to Dumbledore, "Sorry for being late, my discussion with the clans got out of hand, but I got their support if we can prove he is back."

Snape glared at me, "What is the Potter brat doing here, or Granger for that matter, this is not a kindergarten."

I smiled at him, "Sit down and shut up, I already explained why I am here, you had to come in sooner to find out."

6 More questions,

McGonagall stood up, "Mr. Potter! Never did I hear such disrespect for a professor! Apologize at once."

I shrugged, "Sure, Professor McGonagall, can you point me to the professor I insulted? All I can see is an incompetent twat."

Snape lost it, "You arrogant brat! You are worse than your father wait until you are back at Hogwarts you will have detentions for the whole year!"

I held my hand on Sirius to stop him, and said to Snape, "I know, like father like son, isn't it? I'm arrogant like my Father, and you are an abusive bully like yours. Doesn't it feel great to be just like your father, Snape? I heard my aunt talk about him, beating you and your mum up all of the time. Does it feel great to follow in Daddy's footsteps? To bully me all these years, Snape? Just like Daddy?"

Snape was shaking with rage, only the wands in every Auror's hand stopped him from hexing me.

Dumbledore spoke up, "Enough, Severus sit down. Harry, Professor Snape deserves the respect of a professor from Hogwarts. Apologize at once."

I laughed, "Respect? Old Man? Did you ever see him teach a class? Did you read the course books he is using to teach? Do you know how many students drop Potions because of this incompetent bully? Don't let me start discussing your Hogwarts Professors, more than half of them are morons!"

McGonagall shouted, "Mr. Potter! That is the worst slander I heard in my life! You are suspended!"

I chuckled, "No, Professor, McGonagall, your precious Headmaster needs me under his heel at Hogwarts. And slander? Let me spell it out for you.

-History, is taught by a ghost that puts everyone to sleep within ten minutes and keeps on rambling about Goblins. Only Hermione manages to stay awake for the whole lesson.

-Dada, first year a possessed teacher, second year a plagiarizing fraud, third year a werewolf that forgets to take his Wolfsbane potion, and last year a Polyjuiced Death Eater!

-Muggle Studies, is a course that got its last update a century ago! It is so far behind the real world that it is bordering on sabotage!

-Divination, Trelawney, so high on fumes and cherry, she predicts the future through the bottom of her cherry bottles.

-Care for Magical Creatures, is taught by a man who keeps an Acromantula nest in the forest and thinks that crossbreeding Fire Crabs and Manticores is fun and harmless. Dragons are misunderstood creatures to him. Hagrid is a good man but a safety hazard around children.

-Broom flying classes, although Madam Hooch is not at fault here, Dumbledore spends that money on his hideous robes instead of buying some decent training brooms.

-And worse of all Potions! The recipe is on the board you have one hour! Potter! Ten points from Gryffindor for breathing! Draco! Ten points to Slytherin because I have to prove I am still a blood bigot!"

I looked at McGonagall, "Seven useless classes, tell me if I said one word wrong, McGonagall?"

Hermione spoke up, "Professor McGonagall, Snape is using apprentice books to teach Potions, he expects us to know everything about brewing potions, something he should be teaching us. He is not a teacher or professor, he has been sabotaging his students for over thirteen years. Did you know that?"

That is a trick question, if she did not know that, then she is incompetent at her job as deputy Headmaster, if she knew, then she is an accomplice in sabotaging the students' education.

I commented, "That old man knew, he turned Hogwarts into one of the worst schools in the world. Tell me, Headmaster, are you aware of that acromantula nest that is killing all the local wildlife? Hundreds of acromantula not two miles from Hogwarts? Yes, you know, you are filling your pockets with the silk Hagrid harvests from it, isn't it? That those Acromantula decimating the Unicorn herd is not your concern is it? Your silence said enough."

I turned to McGonagall, who was imitating a fish, "And you, Deputy Mistress slash Head of Gryffindor slash Transfiguration professor slash stand in for the ever-busy Headmaster. Explain to these Aurors why you send four first-year students as punishment for being out after curfew, into the Forbidden Forest After Curfew, tracking a wounded Unicorn that a possessed teacher was hunting. Hagrid in his infinite wisdom split the group in two, so I ended up with Malfoy and a cowardly dog. Was that a fitting punishment for being caught after curfew, McGonagall?"

McGonagall stammered, "I never sent you into the forest Mr. Potter! You were to help Mr Filch clean some corridors, nothing more."

Hermione called out, "Then why was Hagrid waiting for us at the edge of the forest? Someone must have told him what we had to do. We lost a hundred fifty points for being out after Curfew, how is that fair?"

I laughed bitterly, "That is an easy answer, Hermione. The old man is the reason for everything. If something bad happens, the old man is the cause, here everyone, read this and tell me if that old man has my best interest in mind."

I handed copies of Mrs. Abbot's examinations out and let them read the three pages, even Dumbledore got a copy, and said "Read it, this is how good My Magical Guardian took care of me all these years."

After a few minutes, I looked at McGonagall and asked, "I bet your precious Headmaster told you that he had a nice talk with my aunt when he handed me over to them? Did he say he visited them each month? Half year? Each year? No, McGonagall, someone dropped me at her doorstep like a piece of trash and never came to visit me. Tell me, McGonagall, did you know that?"

Sirius was observing McGonagall's face, "Minerva McGonagall, spit it out! What do you know about that? Please tell me you were not there and left Harry on Petunia's doorstep. I trusted Hagrid with Harry, knowing he was a good man. He told me Dumbledore sent him to collect Harry… why was he there so fast?"

When McGonagall looked down ashamed, Sirius turned to Dumbledore and growled, "You had the house under surveillance! You knew he was attacking James and Lily! And you bloody coward send Hagrid, someone without a wand, to their house instead of coming yourself! You wanted James and Lily dead!"

I commented, "He probably heard that drunk fraud spout some bullshit prophecy and did all he could to let it play like he wanted. I bet he arranged for a Death Eater to hear a part of it and let him run to Snake-face with it. So what is your plan now, Old Man? Let someone guard the entrance of the Department of Mysteries while your pet Death Eater is sucking up at Voldemort? Get Sirius killed before he gets his common sense back?"

I glared at Snape, "And you! Why do you hate me? From day one, you have been on my case, sabotaging my potions, grading me unfairly, insulting my parents whenever you can, even helping the ferret to harass me. Whatever did I do to you?"

Shacklebolt interrupted, "We can keep the answers to these questions for the hearing at the Wizengamot. Madam Bones is gathering all the information as we speak. I am afraid to find out what dirt will come up during that hearing, Albus. Do not think for a minute that you can keep your job, with the evidence I saw in this report I read, even I want to fire you. Minerva, you too are in murky waters. Now let us concentrate on You Know Who, Severus? What can you tell us about him and his followers?"

Snape reluctantly answered, "They don't trust me, Dumbledore spoke up for me at my trial and told everyone I was his spy. I have to prove my loyalty."

Vance jumped up and shouted, "By sacrificing one of us! A woman so your buddies can rape her? An expendable one! ME!"

Moody looked at Dumbledore, "All For the Greater Good, Dumbledore? Like in the last war?"

I commented, "It is a game between Voldemort and him, who can kill most of their followers?"

Vance walked to the door, "I had enough of this Order of Sacrifices, I quit! And Snape, if I see you or any other of your Death Eaters near me, my spells will be aimed to KILL!"

That started an exodus, one after the other quit and left. Arthur Weasley was one of the last ones to quit, "Mr. Potter, my family has been fooled by Dumbledore's schemes and got involved with them. We annulled the contract between my daughter and you with your new Magical Guardian. For what it is worth, we are sorry."

I sighed, "I accept your apology, Mr. Weasley. We might never be friends again, but I am not your or your Family's enemy anymore."

A shell-shocked McGonagall looked at Dumbledore and asked, "What just happened? Albus, What have you done?"

Dumbledore stubbornly answered, "What I had to do to stop the war, Minerva. Voldemort was weeks away from taking the Ministry over, he had to be stopped. Harry, I need my wand back. If nobody wants to help me stop this, then I need my wand."

So that is why that old fart is so docile, he wants his Death stick back, he is afraid that he won't get it back if he got into arguments with me or Sirius. Too bad for him, I never planned to return it he can fight Tom with his old wand for all I care.

I looked at him, "It was really the Order of Sacrifices, wasn't it? You, holding all the secrets for yourself and a bunch of pawns steer events to the way you want them. Did you tell anyone how or why he came back to life? What was in my scar? Get lost you fraud, do you believe you are the leader of the Light? How many of your friends died because you thought it was for the greater good?"

Sirius spoke up, "I reset the wards, Dumbledore, and I marked you as hostile, if you cast a spell at one that I marked as friends or family in this house you won't live to tell the tale. Leave, Dumbledore, you are not welcome anymore, once you are out the door I will mark you as an enemy."

Dumbledore stood up and looked coldly at me and Sirius, "As you want, Sirius Black, but remember that I am the secret Keeper of the fidelius charm. I want my wand back Harry."

A treat? I have to slap that down, "Then you have to remember, Albus, that the first thing that will happen if Death Eaters attack here is to break that wand in a dozen pieces… or I might owl it to Tom. Fuck off, Albus. Go find some pieces of your Soul, I think you lost them somewhere in the past. I said you would get your wand back if you returned everything you stole from me. You failed to do that, I will see you at that hearing if you are man enough to show up, Albus."

Xxxxx

When Dumbledore and McGonagall were gone, I asked, "Sirius? Can I try something? Can you key me into the Wards for a bit?"

Sirius connected me to the wards, carefully I explored all its functions until I found the Fidelius connection. After a bit of experimenting, I grinned, "Sirius? I believe that I can remove Dumbledore as the Secret Keeper. Or do you want it transferred to you?"

Sirius was shocked, "You can do that, Pup? Do it! Dumbledore is capable of ratting us out to the Death eaters so Snape can prove his loyalty, or he can point Fudge to us."

I took the part of the Secret Keeper of Dumbledore's Fidelius and transferred it to Sirius, "You can remove everyone that knows the secret from Dumbledore. Focus on the Key Wardstone and follow it to the Fidelius Link. Do you see his meddling? By anchoring the Fidelius to the Key Wardstone, he can tamper with the settings. A few months later you are a depressed alcoholic with low self-esteem."

Sirius reset the wards and erased Dumbledore and his puppets from the Fidelius. He marked Snape and Dumbledore as enemies, McGonagall as hostile, and Lupin as neutral.

Sirius finally came out of the Wardroom and said to Tonks, "Get your parents here, Dora, this is the secret of the fidelius." he said while writing it down on a piece of paper.

When Tonks was gone I asked, "Is there a way Dumbledore can spy on us? He does that at Hogwarts with the Elves and Paintings."

Sirius cursed, went to his office, and came back with an empty frame, "Phineas Black, Headmaster for a couple of years. There, I froze his frame, he won't be able to come here again. Kreacher! Put this frame in the basement vault please."

That was another one of the Old Guy's rants, the paintings in Dumbledore's office were eager to follow him without questioning his morality. Hmm? Why didn't I hear Sirius's mum? She is supposed to be a banshee, I'll ask him later.

Xxxxx

A half-hour later, the Tonkses arrived, Tonks must have explained most of it. After the greetings, the Healer's report was read and discussed.

Andromeda looked at Sirius, "I tried several times to visit you in Azkaban, Sirius, but I was never allowed to. Maybe it is interesting to know who prevented my visits. I always thought it was Crouch who blocked me."

Sirius shrugged, "Dumbledore, as always, everything can be traced back to Dumbledore. Right now I am not even surprised anymore."

He asked Andromeda, "Andy? Do you and your family want to be accepted back into House Black?"

Andromeda studied Sirius's face and asked, "If we do, are you going to sell Nymphadora to some Pureblood? Or as a prank when you are drunk in a sleazy bar?"

Sirius shook his head, "I will take a Vow or sign a contract that I won't sell her of."

I followed the discussion and asked, "Sirius? What if there is a contract standing out already? One from years ago? For example, the contract Mrs. Tonks ran away from?"

"Mum!" shouted Tonks in a panic, "Check that first! I don't want to be shipped off to some old man."

She turned to Sirius, "Smelly dog! Don't come to me a few months later and say, sorry Tonks we missed a contract, you have to marry Dumbledore."

Sirius asked innocently, "What if you got to marry Harry?"

""Hey!"" came out two voices, "He is too young!" "She is too old!" "I am NOT old! Pipsqueak!" "And I was never young, Aunty!" "Be careful kid! Or I spank your ass!" "I am not into that, old lady! Find someone of your own age, like Snape! Auw! Why the hell are you giving me stinging hexes, crazy woman?"

"Because you think I am of Snape's age! You brat! How would you feel if they wanted to set you up with someone older?" "They bloody just did set me up with an old woman, YOU!" "I AM NOT OLD!"

Hermione softly asked Sirius, "Why don't you stop them?"

"It is too funny to stop that," was his answer.

Too bad for Sirius they heard him, two pairs of angry eyes focused on him, Harry said, "You hold him still, I will neuter him." "No, You hold him, I want to cut those parts off" "So, you are into that kind of stuff, I knew it." "What about me neutering you instead?" "I told you, I am not into that! Will you stop those bloody hexes old woman!" "I AM NOT OLD!"

Sirius softly said to Hermione, "They remind me of a married couple I once knew before they killed each other. That was one bad marriage contract."

Hermione whispered, "Make sure there is not a contract between those two Sirius, I happen to like Harry a lot, if a contract between them turns up, I will be the one holding you down."

Sirius paled, sweet rule obeying Hermione turns to violence to protect Harry? Several pranks he was considering lost their allure.

"Enough!" I heard Andromeda shout, "Nymphadora stop hexing Harry, and Harry, stop insulting Nymphadora. I will make certain that you will never marry each other."

I wanted to comment on that but her glare prevented it.

Andromeda turned to Sirius and said, "Before I agree on anything, we will check every record and contract first. And Sirius, I want a Vow that you will let everyone choose their mate on their own."

Sirius nodded, "I will gladly take that Vow, Andy. I saw what damage it did to our family."

Xxxxx

When Sirius and the Tonkses discussed the details, Hermione and I retreated to my room. Hermione sighed when she looked at the couch where she and the puffs gave me a handjob.

"That Vow was not smart of me, was it, Harry?" asked Hermione, "I should have kept it at speaking the truth alone instead of including to act truthfully. I messed this up, didn't I?"

I shrugged, "Not from my point of view, Hermione. Now we know what they think and feel about us. Those snogs and handjobs I consider a bonus. I know now that I need to get some muscles for Hannah, and that Susan has a complex about her big boobs."

I grinned at Hermione, "I also found out that my friend with benefits has a kinky side, foursomes, Hermione? Suck on the tip like a lollipop? You have to let me read that book you got that from."

Hermione groaned and hid her face behind her hands, "Don't remind me of that, Harry! I don't know what came over me, once you said 'Little Dude' I got the urge to show them what I did last night. I guess I wanted to show off and boast to them how far I got with you."

I got next to Hermione and put my arm around her, "Hey, I am a boy, you will not hear me complain about it. In fact, I am looking forward to that future," I rubbed her back, "thank you for my first kiss, Hermione you made sure I will remember it for the rest of my life."

Kreacher popped in, "Young Master, Kreacher got all things back from sticky fingers. All is back in their place."

I smiled at Kreacher, "You did good Uncle Kreacher, marking the House black possessions when they got stolen was a genius idea and deserves a reward. Is there something you want?"

Kreacher can blush! When he composed himself back to normal, he said, "Kreacher be getting old, Kreacher be needing help soon, Kreacher knows young elf that be needing a new Family. Will Young Master be willing to take Young Elf?"

I did not expect that answer, but the state this house is in proves that he needs help, "I am willing, Kreacher. Can you bring that Elf here?"

Kreacher said, "Dobby be doing that, it is too far away for Kreacher."

Dobby popped in with a pisdrunk Winky, somehow I knew it would be her, I asked Kreacher, "Can I accept her while she is in this state? She is barely conscious."

Kreacher nodded, "You can, Young Master, it will be helping her. Without a new family, she be dead soon."

Hermione gasped, "She will die without a Family? House Elves die when they are set free? Dobby? What about you? You were happy to be set free wasn't it?"

Dobby nodded, "Dobby was, Missy Hermi, not all Masters are bad, lots of Masters are very good for us. Dobby was waiting for Master Harry to ask, if Master Harry did not ask, Dobby would when Master Harry was done with Hoggiwarts. Winky needs a Family, Missy Hermi, Winky be needing it bad."

I put my hand with the Black Heir ring on Winky's head and said, "I Harry James Potter, Heir Primary of House Black, accept Winky in House Black if she is willing. So. Mote. It. Be!"

That was the least embarrassing vow I could find in the memories of those Fan Fictions.

Winky came to her senses, "Winky is wanted? Winky be proper elf again? Winky be willing to be House Black Elf!"

I smiled at Winky, "Welcome to the Family, Winky." I told Kreacher, "Kreacher, make sure Winky has a nice place to live. For now, let Winky get better until she is fit to do her duties. Dobby, thank you for bringing Winky here."

"Master Harry is the bestest!" Said Dobby when he popped away.

Hermione leaned in on me and asked, "Since when are you so good at handling people? I noticed that you controlled the discussion at the meeting, or when we were here with Susan and Hannah. You were confident and calm, even when you confessed to being a stumbling mess. What changed you that much?"

I put my arm back around her shoulder and pulled her closer, "I almost got kissed by that Dementor, Hermione, I could move my head down at the last second and that Dementor sucked something out of my scar. Something that was there since Voldemort gave me that scar. There is more, but Sirius has to hear that too."

I thought for a bit and speculated, "Another reason could be that Sirius added me as the Heir Primary to the wards, I suppose that gives me some authority when I speak up in meetings. Anyway, I can think more clearly now, and recognize my past mistakes."

I put a finger under her chin and lifted it up, I placed a soft kiss on her lips and said, "One of my biggest mistakes is taking you for granted. From the day after the Troll you were helping me, you were a bit… a lot bossy, but you were taking big risks and putting yourself in danger to help me." I sighed, "I should have kissed you at the end of our third year and wasted a whole year acting like a fool."

Hermione pecked my lips and said, "I was a fool too, Harry, I blindly followed Dumbledore's commands without questioning them. I never saw his manipulations when we were doing all those crazy stunts. One of my biggest mistakes is not writing to you this summer, I followed Professor Lupin here without questioning or listening to my parents' protests."

I thought about that and asked, "That probably was a compulsion charm from Lupin on you, Hermione, or is it normal for you to disobey your parents?"

Hermione gasped: "I never disobeyed my parents! They were the ones that protected me from the bullies, they even got a teacher fired because she helped the bullies! I love my parents and would walk through fire for them! Harry? What have they done to me? I trusted Lupin!"

"Not a professor Lupin anymore, Hermione?" I asked, "Is your mind clear, or do you need an examination too? Mrs. Abbot is good at that."

Hermione groaned, "I better let myself be examined by Mrs. Abbot, Harry, I fear that I was manipulated from the day you saved me from the Troll."

She gasped, "Harry! What if what I am feeling for you is caused by spells or potions? What if all of this is orchestrated by Dumbledore?"

I thought for a bit and shook my head, "Remember the Vow? To say the truth and act truthfully? I think that would have overridden any spell or potion. You still are my friend, Hermione, nothing can change that, not even spells or potions."

I stood up and pulled her out off the couch, "Let's talk about it with Sirius, we can inform him about Winky too."

Xxxxx

The Tonkses went home, the old hag stayed here though, I felt her staring daggers at me. Why would they ever hook me up with her in all those Fan Fictions is beyond me, I glared back and said, "Trying to hex me with your eyes doesn't work. Didn't Flitwick tell you that?"

She shot back, "Neither is undressing me with yours, little kid."

I shrugged, "I don't need to, I can look at Hermione, she is still young and not saggy."

"I AM NOT OLD!" was screamed through the room.

"Of course you are not old," I said patronizing, "You are well lived, matured like good cheese."

"I AM NOT OLD! And if you even hint at it again then I will tie you up and, and, and… AAARRRGGG!"

The old lady snapped when she saw my eyes shine when she gave me new ammunition, "Let it go, Harry," came Hermione's voice, "focus on what we came down for."

Tonks' "Whipped!" masked with a cough followed me from behind.

I faced Sirius, "Sirius, Uncle Kreacher repossessed all House Black's possessions back. For that I asked what reward he would like, he said that he was getting old and knew an elf who needed a new Family. So I accepted Winky in House Black. Being free was hurting her, she needs to recuperate first. If you don't want her I'll take her to House Potter. What do you say?"

Sirius shrugged, "I say that from now on you handle the Elves, it seems like you have a handle on it."

"Ah goody," was my response, "there is another worry Hermione and I have, we think that Hermione is heavily manipulated by Dumbledore. For example, she went with Lupin to this place against her parent's wishes, something she normally never does. We think it is a good idea to let Mrs. Abbot check her out."

Sirius swore, "Remus using compulsions on minors? Could he really stoop so low?"

Tonks was listening to us and commented, "We will add this to the list of questions at Dumbledore's hearing. I will talk to Madam Bones and Mrs. Abbot tomorrow after breakfast."

I took a deep breath, and let it slowly out, "Thank you, Tonks, I appreciate that. I am sorry for insulting you about your age."

Tonks took a deep breath and let it slowly out, "I accept your half-assed apology, Potter."

"Huh? That was a perfect apology, Madam Tonks! There was nothing wrong with it!" I protested.

"You are doing it again you little shit! I am not a Madam!" Tonks almost shouted.

"OK, ok, keep your corset on, you are young, I get a boner every time I see you. Is that better?" I asked flatly.

Sirius commented, "You better kill him now, Dora, when I take you back in House Black, that could be looked at as line theft. Harry, don't push it too far."

That made me think about what I am doing with Tonks, I am bullying her? As a matter of fact, I am… how did that happen? I am venting my frustrations on Tonks? I thought I was funny?

I looked at Tonk's fuming face, I sighed, "Sorry Tonks, I drove it too far, I should have stopped after a few lines, but I kept on pushing to vent my frustrations on someone, you were closest and made an easy target. I am truly sorry. I will take any punishment you want to hand out."

That calmed Tonks down, "Apology accepted, Harry. As punishment, drop the old age barbs at me."

I nodded, "It will be hard, but I can do that."

Xxxxx

That night, Hermione came to my room, "No matter what they might find, I will stay with you, Harry." was what she said when she got between the sheets, "and I need that hand on my belly and those lips on my neck." she added when she cuddled closer to me.

"What a coincidence," I said, "Little Dude was just thinking about you, he was on the brink of taking matters into his own hands."

Hermione slipped her hand into my boxer, "We can't have that, can we, that is what the benefits are for. I might try the lollipop method on Little Dude… oops, sorry Little Dude, not Hannah's lollipop method but mine."

I groaned, "Hannah ruined the lollipops for me, Hermione, call it anything but a lollipop."