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With a burst of flames, Dumbledore arrived, "Expeliarimus! Good, I have a lot of questions for you."

2 Albus, I have questions.

I held three wands in my hand, mine, and two of Dumbledore's, when I got hold of the Elder Wand, I had a big reaction to it. Just like in Olivander's shop, a big glow lighted the room.

"Great, I have a new wand," I said when the glow went away, "is this a Potter heirloom? It felt like my invisibility cloak."

Dumbledore was speechless, he did not expect to be disarmed the moment he flamed into the room, he came to his senses when he felt the connection with his wand break away, he frowned when he saw several wands pointed at him.

"What is the meaning of this? Harry, return my wands to me at once," Dumbledore saw Moody with his wand pointed at him and asked, "Alastor? What is going on here?"

"As I said, Dumbledore, I have questions," I spoke up, "can you explain why I am destined to die young and you felt it necessary to rob my vaults?"

A moment of shock appeared on his face before it turned back into his grandfatherly expression, "Harry, my boy, some things are too complicated to understand, you are too young to know that information." he said condescending, "I'll explain it in a few years."

"Well, you might explain it sooner, Albus, old man, if I am destined to die young, then you better hurry up with the explanation," I pointed to the people in the room, "If I don't get it, they will explain it to me with small words. Now, why are you robbing me, Albus?"

Moody spoke up, "You better have a good explanation, Albus, your actions toward the boy are evil and you got the Weasleys in trouble with that Line theft contract."

"The safety of the Wizarding World is at stake here, Alastor," frowned Dumbledore, "everything I do is for the greater good of our community."

One of the female Aurors, Vance I think is her name, asked, "Who among us was going to be sacrificed to let You Know Who convince that Snape is loyal to him? Jones? Tonks? or Me? Bloody Morgana's tits! It was me, wasn't it? I saw the look on your face change, Dumbledore."

Auch, that will hurt his Greater Good, who is he going to sacrifice now? He needs his spy on Tom, even when Snape doesn't give any useful information.

"That is Dumbledore, alright," I said, "doing his best to redeem his enemies and sacrificing his allies in the process, like he did with my parents. You were the one that cast the Fidelius at our home with Peter as the secret keeper. Sirius in Azkaban was a bonus isn't it?"

Sirius nodded, "Let's start with that, Albus. You were the one that cast the fidelius, why didn't you tell everyone Peter was the secret keeper?"

"Sirius, you must understand that was a turbulent time, a lot of things happened at once, and my presence was needed everywhere," tried Dumbledore to explain, "You were in Azkaban when I heard about you, I thought it was for killing those thirteen Muggles, and another court convicted you."

Moody shook his head, "Not good enough, Albus, Sirius' trial would have been a high-profile case, somehow we never questioned why he did not have a trial. What did you do to let us ignore that?"

Shacklebolt spoke up, "I bet he is keyed into the Wards of the Ministry and made the name Sirius Black fade into the background. What else did you do, Albus?"

"He can explain why he dropped me off on Aunt Petunia's doorstep without even knocking on the door," I said, "They found me the next day, half frozen."

"You had warming charms on your blanket, Harry," was Dumbledore's defense, "You were safe, I made sure of it."

"A child moves a lot when he is sleeping, Albus," pointed Moody out, "that blanket would not stay on his body for long. That does not explain why you abandon a baby on someone's doorstep. That is a crime."

"Putting Harry with his relatives was to keep him safe from the Death Eaters that were running loose, the attack on Longbottom Manor proved it," said Dumbledore proudly.

Hmm? That needs a slapdown! Me, safe there? Thirteen years of hell is being kept safe?

"Mrs. Figs told you that they were treating me badly, Dumbledore, she even had to pretend not to care about me or she would not get a chance to babysit me." I commented, "You knew they were abusing me and you did not lift a finger to help me. I was never safe in that house. You wanted me timid and weak. You, sir, are a criminal."

"It kept you safe from your enemies, Harry," defended Dumbledore, "there were a lot of them searching for you to take revenge."

"And yet when my Hogwarts letter came addressed to the cupboard under the stairs, they moved me to the smallest bedroom," I pointed out, "One. Single. Letter! Dumbledore! It took one letter to get me out that blasted Cupboard! You wanted me in that Cupboard you son of a bitch!" that last sentence I almost screamed out.

Shacklebolt said, "That brings us back to the question why are you stealing from Harry Potter, and why is he destined to die young? Explain, Dumbledore, or this will turn into a criminal investigation at the DMLE."

"The Ministry appointed me as Harry's Magical Guardian," said Dumbledore coolly, "I do not have to explain my actions to you or anyone else, Kingsley. What I did was in the boy's best interest, and the Magical community's safety."

Sirius softly asked, "Keeping Harry in a cupboard under the stairs and being abused is in his best interest, Albus? Are you insane? You were with us when Lily was crying over her hateful sister and that cruel husband of hers at Neville's first birthday party at the Longbottoms, Albus. Three months before they got killed!"

Sirius slammed his hand on the table and shouted, "It was your duty as Harry's Magical Guardian to see he was well taken care of, Albus! You allowed the torture and abuse of a child, Albus! You, a headmaster of Hogwarts!"

I tried to speed it up, "Trelawney probably got drunk and made a prophecy about me dying young, she does that all of the time. Oh? She did? Come on you idiot, did she really make a prophecy and you went along with it?"

Moody asked, "Spit it out, Albus, is that why Potter is destined to die young? Did you plan for James and Lily to die?"

Vance bitterly commented, "I am starting to think it is better to be his enemy than to be his friend. We are his pawns to be sacrificed whenever he feels like it."

"My scar could be a reason, it reacts when Voldemort is near, and I got it the night my parents died," I said. To push the interrogation further, I commented, "So Trelawney made a prophecy about me and Voldy, and Dumbledore did all they could to arrange the outcome to his liking. I have to die before Voldy can be killed for example. Ah? We have a winner! That is it! I have to die before Superhero Dumbledore can save the Wizarding World, isn't it, Dark Lord Albus Dumbledore?"

I turned away from his shocked face and told everyone, "In my second year, Ginny Weasley got possessed by a Diary from Tom Marvolo Riddle, AKA Voldemort. That Diary forced Ginny to open the Chamber of Secrets and set a Basilisk loose on the students. When I destroyed that Diary, my scar reacted to it too. Dumbledore covered it all up."

Dumbledore sighed, "Harry, my boy, that is dangerous information, people get killed if you are not careful about it."

I chuckled, "Right, telling the Death Eaters that a Mudblood is branding them will harm our society… No, it would harm Tom Riddle's cause, you fool. All these years you are helping Tom Riddle by keeping his real name a secret."

Sirius said, "The longer I am listening, the more I want to hurt that man. Dumbledore, you are going to give Harry's money back and hand over his Magical Guardianship to Madam Bones. That marriage Contract with Ginny will be canceled or you are going to face a lawsuit for Line theft and child abuse."

Mr. Weasley spoke up, "Albus, we are going to destroy that contract, even with the one-on-a-million chance of winning that lawsuit, our reputation is going to be destroyed. Do not drag us down with you."

Dumbledore looked around, a lot of the people had their wands in their hands, the Aurors, Moody, and Sirius were pointing their wands at him, Lupin sat aside claiming neutrality, so were some of the others. He realized that he could not win this discussion.

He sighed, "Fine if you insist, I will go to Gringotts to deposit the money back in Harry's vault and cancel the Marriage contract. Harry, give my wands back, now."

I shook my head, "You can have one wand back, Albus, I'll keep the other one until you have corrected all your crimes against me. I do not trust you for a second to keep your word, besides, this is a Potter legacy wand, I feel it."

"It has been in my possession for years, Harry, that is my wand and I demand it back right now." protested Dumbledore.

"You have been abusing me for years, Albus, I'll keep this wand until you have corrected everything, from my finances to my House business and the abuse I suffered by your hands." I shot back at Dumbledore, "I bet the moment you walk out that door you will betray me again, so I keep the wand as my insurance."

I looked around and asked, "Do we allow him to leave? I still have a ton of questions for him, like why he let a possessed man teach Dada at Hogwarts in my first year. Tell me, Headmaster why did you fly to London the evening Quirrell went for the Philosopher Stone? you were baiting us, weren't you? You could have taken the floo to the Ministry or apparated, but you had to give Quirrel the time to get through those idiotic traps."

I looked at the rest, "A Cerberus that falls asleep with a bit of Music, Devils' Snare that is taught to us in the first month, Flying keys with three brooms handy in the same room, A giant chessboard and who is good at chess? A troll, that Quirrel bashed its head in and a stupid Potion Riddle to get through a burning door. All traps a first-year student can solve."

I told Dumbledore, "And all that behind a door any first-year student can open, no age line or wards. Just to test the level of his sacrificial sheep. I bet you kept that Philosopher Stone for yourself. By the look on your face, you did, isn't it? Dumbledore is going to replace the Flamels."

"You ignored the Wards that warned you about an animagus living in Gryffindor's quarters. Why did you let students stay petrified for seven months, or let Voldemort possess Ginny? Do I need to go on, Albus? You are by far the worst Headmaster in history."

Dumbledore glared at me, "You have no right to slander my honor, Harry. You speak of things you don't understand or do not know the full story behind it."

I shrugged, "I know enough, Albus, fifty years ago Tom Riddle killed Myrtle Warren and blamed Hagrid's Acromantula pet. Instead of defending his innocence, you allowed him to be arrested, or Hogwarts would be closed. You managed to get Hagrid a job as gamekeeper, to soothe your guilt you allowed Hagrid to keep his pet in the Forbidden Forest, even give it a mate."

I looked around to the audience, "I met Aragog the Acromantula Patriarch in my second year, and hundreds of his children, a lot of them as big as a pony, after our talk, we had to fight our way out, because in Aragog's words, I can not deny my children food that walked into our nest."

That was one of the Old Guy's biggest rants, he used that a lot when he wrote stories about my life. A colony of man-eating spiders that are running free in the forest. My biggest worry? They will side with Voldemort when he promises them yummy kids.

Moody looked at me, "We have to sit down someday and have a good talk about your life, Potter. I bet you have a lot to tell me. Albus, you have one day to correct your crimes. If you don't, we will arrest you and fill you up with Veritaserum to get our answers. Posing as the leader of the light will not give you the right to break every law on the books."

I called out, "Dobby! Take this wand and place it where Dumbledore can not reach it or summon it, please. There, here is your wand, thief."

That was the first time Dumbledore lost his calm, enraged he stood up, "Harry! I demand you hand over my Wand! It is my property and I need it for the fight with Voldemort!"

I shook my head, "Now you feel what it is like when someone takes your possessions. Return mine, perhaps I will return yours, Albus. My money, the things you stole from my parents, destroyed the contract, and transferred the Guardianship to Madam Bones, I wrote her a letter already. I suggest you remove all illegal blood trackers and bindings you have on me. Now sod off, filthy thief."

With a last glare at me, Dumbledore left with Fawkes, I said, "Letting him leave might be the biggest mistake we made today."

Maybe it is time to rock the boat, there are four Aurors in the room and a retired one. They should know enough about the law to get me off the hook.

I turned at Shacklebolt and made my complaint, "Aurors? Yesterday my cousin and I were attacked by two Dementors in the park close to my aunt's home. I used a Patronus charm to chase them away. In no way did I break the statute of secrecy because my cousin had known about Magic for four years. This is an attempt to silence me or to murder me. I suspect Minister Fudge or one of his underlings, who else can control Dementors and send them my way?"

I looked around and explained, "Not fifteen minutes later I received a letter from Hopkirk that she said someone would come to break my wand. How did they know that so fast? Why send someone to break my wand without an investigation or hearing? I still have the letters for evidence. I want my name cleared and the ones that sent those Dementors arrested. Is that too much to ask?"

Shacklebolt asked, "Can we have the memory of that attack, Mr Potter? We can use that as evidence to clear your name."

"Sure, if you show me how to do that," I answered.

Vance said, "While you are giving memories, give some of your home situation and those that you think are important for us to know, like your visit to Aragog. Moody, I fear we are way in over our heads, you need to step up and give us some backing."

That is better, why to wait for that hearing when you have a set of Aurors that can investigate it, that is their job after all. When my memories were in the vials, most of them left the house. Molly and Arthur went to gather their brood, I bet they already knew the story thanks to their extendable ears, they should have packed and be ready to leave for the Burrow, although that is not a suitable name for that house. A burrow is for badgers, they should have named it a Lion's Den or a Safety Hazard that would fit the bill too.

Xxxxx

When they left, Hermione came into the kitchen and spotted me, "Harry? What is going on? Why did the Weasleys leave? What happened? Why were there Dementors at your home? How did you get here?"

I looked at her and asked, "Why are you not at home? What are you doing here?"

"Professor Lupin brought me here, he said it was not safe for me to be at home." she said, "and you did not answer my questions."

"Well, Hermione, I was sick and tired of being isolated at the Dursleys while some idiots were sitting in the bushes looking at my misery. And to be honest, do you have the right to demand answers? You ignored me for more than a month. I was having nightmares every night, Hermione, and I had nobody to talk to, not even a bloody letter from you or Ron."

I turned to Lupin and asked, "When and why did you get Hermione here, Lupin? On who's orders? Did her parents agree to that?"

Lupin blushed, "Dumbledore said to bring her here, it was for her safety he said. It was the first week of July."

"I bet her parents protested and you ignored them," I sighed and looked at Hermione, "Tell me, Hermione, you are ten months away from home at a boarding school and the only way to contact them is by owl. Why did you follow that idiot here? Don't your parents deserve some of your time? What is more important to you, being here or at home with your parents?"

Hermione was speechless, now that she was slapped in her face with my remarks she started to think, "Dad was protesting, and Mum was not happy to see me leave, I thought being here was important now that You Know Who is back alive."

I smiled sadly, "Or so you could not respond to my letters. At home you could write me back, wouldn't you? You and Ron here made certain that I had no contact with the outside world. Go back home, Hermione, spend some time with your parents."

It is a bit disappointing to find out how easily we can be manipulated. Hermione jumped to come here, she did not care at all what her parents were thinking or feeling. Dumbledore said don't write to Harry, and I did not get one letter.

I said, "Lupin, take her home, and give her parents a sincere apology. Hermione, go home. I will arrange for Gringotts to place wards around your house."

Hermione had tears in her eyes, "Harry, my parents are on holiday, they left two days ago for three weeks, I can't go home."

I melted, I went to her and hugged her, I softly said, "OK, I bet Sirius would not mind you staying here, but Hermione, you need to do some serious groveling at your parents. For starters, buy them an owl, so they can write you at Hogwarts."

After a minute I let her go, then I grinned, "Hey, Hermione, guess who got himself a House Elf?"

Hermione glared at me, "Harry James Potter! You didn't! Why did you buy a House elf? Set it free at once!"

I smiled, "Nope, I can't do that, Hermione, tell me, what do you know about House Elves? What do they need to live? Did you ever ask for their opinion? I asked Dobby if he wanted to be a Potter House Elf and he accepted with both hands. What you think is slavery, others view it as what they want the most. Talk to Dobby, and know there is a Winky out there that is desperate to find a new home, a new family to take care of."

That was another big issue with Old Guy, Dobby, and Winky, in almost every story he wrote he hired them both, in a couple of those they were shagging like bunnies. I did not put much thought into it, but now I realize that I should have hired Dobby years ago… in all his stories I got myself a bunch of wives too. In most of them, he set me up with that stuck-up Greengrass and her side-kick Davis.

Xxxxx

Sirius came back into the kitchen, "The Weasleys are gone, tonight's meeting is canceled until further notice. Dobby and his Uncle are cleaning up the house."

"I bet Kreacher will be glad with the help. Say, Sirius, Hermione's parents are out of the country for three weeks, can she stay here? She can help me with my homework, I have some serious catching up to do."

Sirius nodded, "Sure, Harry, she was going to stay here anyway. Tonks is living here too so she has a chaperon. Why don't you go upstairs and show her why the Weasleys had to leave."

In my room, I showed her what I found out at Gringotts, the marriage contracts, and Dumbledore robbing my vaults.

"You still have a contract with Susan Bones," pointed Hermione out to me, "what are you going to do about that?"

I shrugged, "That contract is made so both parties can cancel it, I think our parents made it to protect us from predators. Both were fighting Voldemort, if not for Dumbledore's meddling I could have lived at her place instead of under the staircase."

"Are you planning to marry her?" asked Hermione, "that is what your parents wanted isn't it?"

"I don't know, Hermione, I will meet the Bones later this week, who knows, I could marry you instead, or Greengrass," I answered.

Hermione looked funny at me, "Greengrass? How did you come up with her? You never talked to her, why do you want to marry her?"

I held my hands up, "Easy girl! That was just a name I came up with as the most unlikely candidate to be Mrs. Potter. If you must know, you would be my first choice. Although I am a disaster with handling girls. Ask Parvati Patil about it, I was horrible to her at the ball."

Yeah, in all the Fan Fictions I got to shag a lot of them at the ball, even Fleur Delacour, a total babe after the second task, a cold bitch before that. Getting her sister out of the lake thawed her to me, that lake was bloody freezing. Hmm? She is hooking up with Bill Weasley? I better warn her about Love Potions. Why else did Molly insist on having the wedding at the Burrow?

"I am your first choice? Since when?" was Hermione's surprised reaction, "You never showed any interest in me at all."

I thought about it, "That is true, I guess I was afraid to lose your friendship if it didn't work out between us. You know, a girlfriend for months or a friend for years. Or something like that. Most of all, I have not a clue how to handle relationships."

And there is no way I am going to marry Ginny and have Albus Severus… ever! A harem? I have problems talking to one girl let alone to a herd of them, besides, that Old Guy was not that big with girls either. According to those memories, he was a stumbling mess too, although I am avoiding looking any deeper into his love life, watching an old couple shagging will get me brain damage.

"What are you planning to do with Susan?" asked Hermione, "Are you going to try to make it work?"

I shrugged, "How on earth am I going to do that, Hermione? We barely spoke to each other, remember our second year and last year? Heir of Slytherin and Die Hard supporter of Cedric? What do I say? What do I have to do? And there is Hannah Abbot who is joined by the hip with Susan. I never kissed a girl in my life, Hermione, so talking about marriage is absurd."

Hannah married Neville if I am correct, it could be from Fan Fiction too. Susan is a pretty redhead, with a huge rack, I mean she has the biggest tits of Hogwarts students. Kissing? With Cho Chang next year? A wet kiss from Cedric's girlfriend? Ginny the year after? Then spending months with Hermione in a cold tent and nothing happens? What is wrong with me?… a lot, I know.

"What about you and Ron?" I asked, "What do you feel about him?"

Hermione sighed, "I don't know, Harry, I only put up with him the first three years because of you. Last year I was trying hard to keep my only friends together and almost lost you in the process. Ron is the complete opposite of me, you never showed any interest in me, I guess I would have settled with him."

I got closer to her and took her in my arms, no comments, I read in the Fan Fictions how to do that, and softly said, "I would be disappointed in you if you would settle with Ron. You are beautiful, scary smart, and the best friend anyone could ask for. Did I mention sexy? Well, you are, you are a smoking hot sexy gorgeous girl that only has to snap her fingers to get a man."

"Are you making fun of me, Harry?" she snapped, "last year you did not even notice I was a girl."

I did not let her out of my arms, "Last year I was a clueless knob, Hermione, I was struggling to survive that tournament, and girls were the last thing on my mind. Now, however, I have a beautiful girl in my arms... And still have no clue what to do with her."

Hermione hugged me back, "Hugging her for starters, Harry, that girl in your arms needs those hugs as much as you do. I doubt snapping my fingers would work."

"I can do hugs, did you know that the first hug I ever had that I can remember is yours?… I never got hugs from someone else." I whispered in her ear, "You are my private hugger, aren't you?"

Hermione giggled, "What about those hugs from Mrs. Weasley?"

I protested, "Those were not hugs! She cracked my ribs with those bear grabs," I pecked her cheek, "No, this feels so much better, two soft boobs against my chest and a nice smell in my nose. That combined with my hands on your bum, I am in heaven."

Hermione sighed, "I am not even mad that you are joking about that, Harry. I am enjoying this hug as much as you do, your hands on my bum included."

"That is sad, isn't it? We are two lonely souls craving human touch. The Boy Who Got Abused with the Lonely Genius Girl." I started to rub her bum and her back, "Well, let us enjoy our hugs, Hermione, I want to hug you as long as you want me to, and girl, your ass feels great."