Fk your Lemon Drops Chapter 29, a harry potter fanfic

As soon as the Wizengamot was over Lucius invited several of the Lords and Ladies to his manner. They needed to discuss what had happened. not all of them had the time but in the end the main people were there. Lord Crabb would talk to Lord Goyle when he got the chance, if he got the chance. Goyle's eldest son was nineteen and would be turning twenty in january. Everyone suspected he would be passing over his title and responsibilities as soon as he did. It was the earliest age that was seen as appropriate to hand over the title when the current lord was still alive. But he hadn't been all there since his husband, Julian, had died. His youngest son was the spitting image of him so was sheltered and not allowed to leave the estate after Julians passing. He wondered if he should start inviting the Heir to socials instead.

"That was the best thing I have ever had the pleasure to witness." Sophia brought him out of his thoughts. "Did you see Dumbledicks face? He was furious. And he asked permission for the seat my ass. I can't believe how many people swallowed that lie."

"That's why Lord Potter is being so careful. Things like this will make small cracks in his facade and if you have enough cracks the whole thing will crumble." Benedict was right. That was the most sensible way to handle it. Walchelin moved to the edge of his seat looking worried.

"As much as what Lord Potter did was great, is no one worried about the Slytherin and Gaunt Proxies being given out?" There was a long moment of silence before Theo spoke.

"I don't think there is much cause for concern looking at it, it doesn't seem like something the dark lord would do." Patrick took the moment to speak up.

"Do you think Severus might know? If the dark lord is back he is probably weak and would need his potions master." Lucius thought about it for a moment. It was Saturday so Severus was probably off.

"Narcissa Dear, would you mind seeing if he is free and willing to come over at some point." Narcissa nodded and left the room.

"Don't you think it looks like someone inexperienced though?" Dimitri interjected. "They gave the proxy over after Skeeter did that piece on Ravenclaw having a Lord again. Not to mention they sent the change of proxy directly to the ministry instead of the person. Lord Gaunt sent theirs directly to Bones. I'm pretty sure they must be branch lines and if two different people hold the titles it must have branched off the main line around four hundred years ago or more." Everyone was nodding along. It seemed like the most plausible explanation.

"Now that everyone agrees that this wasn't the dark Lord, what was everyone's favorite part of today's smackdown?" Sophia was grinning like a shark that smelt blood in the water as the bickering began.

"It has to be when Fudge yelled at Dumbledore. The expression on his face will be fueling my patronuses for years." that was Lord Bulstrode.

"No. The way that Dowager Longbottom just casually threw out the fact that Dumbledore had gone against customs like it was nothing was brilliant." Lord Crabb disagreed.

"However Lord Potter using Dowager Longbottom in that manner was quite possibly the highlight of my year." Lord Parkinson was smiling clearly remembering the event.

"The way Lord Potter was able to remove his proxy without making himself the enemy while also calling the voting over the last two years into question was excellently done, and showed a measure of forethought I wouldn't expect from a thirteen year old."

"Be honest Benedict. I wouldn't have expected that level of forethought from anyone. He had the headmaster by the balls and Albus doesn't have a clue that he's even involved." Lord Nott was interrupted by Severus storming into the room.

"What the hell did Potter do?" Everyone was quickly silent, all of them knew about his irrational hatred of the boy. Lucius hadn't expected him to get here so quickly.

"Severus, it's good to see you. I didn't think you would come so quickly."

"What, did, he, do?" Lucius faltered at the anger in his friend's voice. He really hoped Severus wouldn't do something stupid just to spite the boy.

It was Severus's day off, he should be relaxing, curled up with a good book, and sipping a glass of expensive wine, but instead he was worrying over Potter. It had been a little over two weeks since Potter got his creature inheritance and he hadn't heard a peep from the boy. He was being too quiet and Severus was growing more and more suspicious. Every day that passed with no mention of the boy being involved in some kind of antics set alarm bells off in his head.

His nervous pacing was stopped by the floo flaring. He walked over and knelt by the fire as Narcissa's face formed in the flames.

"Severus, it's good to see you. Lucius was wondering if you had some time to come over. We haven't seen you in a while and thought it would be nice to catch up." He thought about it for a moment and decided it was a good way to get his mind off Potter.

"I'm not busy at all, are you alright for me to come through now?" Narcissa nodded before she was gone from the fire and Severus stepped through.

"Some of the others are here also. They're currently in the drawing room." She led them down several corridors until he could hear the faint sounds of talking coming from the open door ahead of them and he was able to make out a sentence.

"However Lord Potter using Dowager Longbottom in that manner was quite possibly the highlight of my year." Severus stopped in his tracks. What did the brat do?

"Be honest Benedict. I wouldn't have expected that level of forethought from anyone. He had the headmaster by the balls and Albus doesn't have a clue that he's even involved." Severus couldn't remain silent anymore and stormed into the room.

"What the hell did Potter do?" Everyone stared at him looking panicked and Lucius stood from his seat.

"Severus, it's good to see you. I didn't think you would come so quickly."

"What, did, he, do?" Lucius faltered while everyone else avoided looking at him. He was out of patience.

"Kreacher." In the last two weeks Harry had given him and Lupin access to the founders library through the form of Kreacher popping them directly into the quarters. That also gave them the ability to call Kreacher as they pleased. The little bastard was never happy about it but Severus didn't care.

"Masters' scary dungeon bat be calling for Kreacher." Severus felt his eye twitch at the chosen form of address but ignored it for now.

"Bring the brat here, now." Kreacher narrowed his eyes at him.

"Kreacher will be asking great Master if he will be joining the dungeon bat." Kreacher popped away and Severus rubbed at his temples until there was another pop and he looked up. Potter was there without his glamor, looking like the little Lord he was, in smart black slacks, dragon hide boots, and a soft blue button down acromantula silk shirt. His hair was pulled away from his face revealing his pointed ears and Severus had to take a quick moment to collect himself. He hadn't seen Potter like this for a while now and it was a little jarring.

"What did you do?" The brat had the nerve to look at him confused.

"What do you mean? I haven't done anything. I haven't caused any incidents in the last two weeks. I'm pretty sure that's a new record." Severus sighed.

"You remember I told you that you could rely on us, right?" Harry nodded. "So why is this the first time I'm hearing about you giving out more proxies?" Harry looked at him confused and Severus felt his stomach sink. "Why did you feel the need to give more out?"

"Lucius wrote to me about a bill Dumbledore was able to pass during the last Wizengamot. I realized that he still held too much power. I thought about it a lot and made sure nothing would be able to be traced back to me. I've been organizing this over the past two weeks and it all went well. There is nothing for either of you to worry about."

"But you didn't tell us."

"Did I need to?" It suddenly hit him. this child had never had someone he could rely on. He didn't understand that they expected him to go to them for help. He was so used to handling it himself that he had no concept of what it was to rely on others. Severus put his head in his hands.

"You've barely spoken to us in the last two weeks. If there was something serious going on you should have spoken to us." Harry still looked confused and Severus got the sudden urge to go crucio the headmaster.

"I didn't want to involve you and Moony. Especially Moony. the bill he passed was…" Potter bit his lip. "Not pleasant." Severus looked up at him and raised an eyebrow.

A loud cough cut through the thick silence and they looked over to the group of Lords and Ladies sitting a little ways away from them. Severus saw Potter put a hand up to cover his ear, and realized he had allowed the anxiety that had built up in the last two weeks to dictate his actions. He had forced Harry to reveal something he probably wanted to keep private and in doing so caused a problem for him that severus was now unable to fix. Everyone was staring at Potter in shock, except Lucius who was looking at him one eyebrow raised in question.

"It would seem the two of you are on far friendlier terms than anyone was aware of." He felt his eye twitch at the accusation in Lucius's voice.

"Says the person who is in contact with the brat, apparently. How long has that been going on?" Luciuses eyes suddenly flicked to Potter.

"We have sent a few letters, however I don't recall ever speaking with him about the Wizengamot or anything about the new bill that was passed." Contrary to what Severus thought would happen Potter stepped forward and spoke confidently and calmly.

"Before we get into any discussions, which I assume I am now a part of." He paused waiting for a positive or negative response from Lucius, who nodded. "Well then I believe introductions are in order."

Hadrian was in Salazar's office. He had only come back from the wizengamot about an hour ago and was currently discussing the advantages of using horcruxes in the resurrection ritual he was looking into with salazar. About a week ago he had decided to start looking into what Voldemort did last time during his resurrection. He explained to the two founders what the ritual had included from what he remembered, and it had narrowed it down to three rituals. all were very similar and with similar outcomes, so it was impossible to know which one it was exactly but it didn't matter. He had gone through each one and made detailed notes on all of the three rituals including the flaws and problems that would come from using them in the manner they were going to. It had taken a while but he had gotten through it and was currently discussing better alternatives with Salazar and Rowena.

Convincing Salazar to help had been a struggle. Hadrian had walked in and asked if they knew anything about horcruxes. immediately salazar started screaming saying no lord of the Slytherin house would be touching that kind of magic. It had taken Hadrian the entire day to calm him down and explain everything before they would even consider helping him. Once they had started helping though their information had been invaluable. He already compiled detailed research into horcruxes with a fair amount on how making them affects the caster. He was putting all of this together so he would be able to give it to Voldemort after he had already explained the prophecy in hopes that he would be willing to look at it properly and understand the error he had made in making them. It was a lot of work that he hoped wasn't a waste of his time. It would probably take another two weeks to find a better ritual and a further few months to make the necessary alterations in order for it to work how they wanted it to. It wouldn't be perfect but he didn't need it to be. It just needed to be good enough for Barty to finalize it. Hadrian knew Barty was the one who organized everything from the homunculus to the ritual last time and knew he would be far better at making the final adjustment than Hadrian. His research was interrupted by Kreacher popping in to the office

"Masters dungeon bat be asking Kreacher to bring great master to him." Hadrian choked on the breath he had just taken. He hoped Kreacher had not addressed Snape like that to his face. Though He was pretty sure the little shit had done exactly that.

"Did he say why?" Kreacher shook his head and Hadrian sighed before getting up and holding his hand out to the elf. With a loud pop he was standing in front of the potions master. He wasn't able to say a word before Snape spoke.

"What did you do?" Hadrian looked at him confused. He hadn't done anything.

"What do you mean? I haven't done anything. I haven't caused any incidents in the last two weeks. I'm pretty sure that's a new record." Snape sighed.

"You remember I told you that you could rely on us, right?" Hadrian nodded, completely confused. What was he talking about? There hadn't been anything he needed to go to them for. He hadn't had any problems he couldn't deal with himself. "So why is this the first time I'm hearing about you giving out more proxies?" Hadrian looked at him more confused. Why would he speak to him about that? Should he have told them because he also gave Snapes proxy out? But this had nothing to do with that. He saw the potion master's face soften slightly. "Why did you feel the need to give more out?" Hadrian actually had an answer for that question so quickly spoke.

"But you didn't tell us." Hadrian didn't understand why he was supposed to have told them. He hadn't done anything without proper planning and everything had gone better than he ever thought it would.

"Did I need to?" Snape's face fell as he just stared at Hadrian before he put his head in his hands. A long moment later Snape looked back up at him with a serious expression.

"You've barely spoken to us in the last two weeks. If there was something serious going on you should have spoken to us." Hadrian didn't understand. This wasn't serious. He had handled it with no problems, not to mention he didn't want to have to explain to two people, who he was pretty sure were a couple or at least close to being one, that their relationship was now essentially illegal.

"I didn't want to involve you and Moony. Especially Moony. the bill he passed was…" he bit his lip. He still didn't want to tell him. "Not pleasant." Snape's face hardened and he raised an eyebrow.

"You're thirteen Potter. It isn't your job to protect us from things like this. I told you to come talk to us, and you haven't spoken to us in weeks, other than the small occasional check in. Rem has been really worried about you, especially after what you went through the last time we spoke to you. The next thing I hear after you being suspiciously quiet for two weeks, is that you're taking risks with your seats and apparently have been in contact with Lucius for Merlin knows how long." Snape was shouting by the end and Hadrian realized what he had done wrong. The creature inheritance had worried Moony and that had bothered Snape. Hadrian hadn't told them much about the inheritance and Remus probably assumed he was struggling, like he did with his wolf. Hadrian would have to make time to talk to him so he didn't worry anymore.

A loud cough cut through his thoughts and he turned to see they weren't alone. Instinctively he put a hand up to check he still had human ears, and was relieved to feel that he did. Most of them probably already knew about the glamor. He assumed anything he said to the Slytherins went straight back to their parents so didn't say or do anything he didn't want them to know. He wasn't ready for them to know about the creature inheritance just yet though. He took a look around and realized they were in Malfoy manor. He felt a shiver run through him. They had been imprisoned here. Hermione had been tortured here. He swallowed the bile rising in his throat and tried to focus on anything else.

"It would seem the two of you are on far friendlier terms than anyone was aware of." He didn't understand the accusation in Lucius's voice.

"Says the person who is in contact with the brat, apparently. How long has that been going on?" Luciuses eyes suddenly flicked to him and Hadrian felt like he was a bug under a magnifying glass.

"We have sent a few letters, however I don't recall ever speaking with him about the Wizengamot or anything about the new bill that was passed." Hadrian had fucked up. But maybe it was about time he let them in on some of the secrets.

"Before we get into any discussions, which I assume I am now a part of." He paused waiting for a positive or negative response from Lucius, who nodded. He didn't want to assume he was welcome considering he was pretty sure Lord Malfoy wasn't the one to invite him. "Well then I believe introductions are in order." Malfoy's eyes widened realizing the social blunder he had made while the rest of their company stood from their seats and walked forward.

"Walchelin Crabbe, Baron of Direscar. Pleased to meet you."

"I am Sophia Zabini, Viscountess of Sencia and Baroness of Narveil. It's a pleasure to meet you, my Lord."

"I'm Dimitri Bulstrode, Count of Nastile. it's a pleasure to formally meet you."

"I am Benedict Greengrass, Count of Perrybell. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

"Patrick Parkinson, Earl of Embercain. I'm pleased to make your acquaintance, my Lord."

" Theodorus Nott, Earl of Norhaven. It's a pleasure."

"Lucius Malfoy, Marquess of Ithnion and my wife, Narcissa Malfoy, Marchioness of Ithnion." Hadrian looked over to Snape and raised an eyebrow at him but the older man just scowled. So He sent him the biggest grin he could and Snape's scowl deepened while a flash of panic went through his eyes.

"I am Hadrian Jameson Potter-Black, Barren of Greold, Baron of Forlon, Viscount of Whiteshade, Count of Faypine, Earl of Houndmoor, Marquess of Nuashall, Margrave of Thornfair, Margrave of Grimfell, and Grand Duke of Morsgrave, It's a pleasure to make all of your acquaintances." He dipped his head to them not needing to bow since he was of a higher standing than them. He had only left out Emris and Lefay; he definitely wasn't ready for people to know that just yet.

"Potter!" Snape was looking at him in shock. And Hadrian once again raised an eyebrow at him gesturing for him to go next and he sighed.

"Severus Snape, Baron of Aralicia." he gave a formal bow then glared at Hadrian folding his arms over his chest. Lucius was staring at Snape looking utterly betrayed.

"The two of you. Everything was the two of you." Hadrian decided to correct that.

"Actually it was the summer holidays when I gave out the first lot of Proxies and no one was aware I held any of the titles. Out of the titles I had, Black, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Sayre were the ones that I deemed were safe to give out. no one could trace them back to me and it took away three of Dumbledore's seats."

"Why choose us?" Hadrian looked towards the speaker to see Lord Nott."

"I will answer that, but are we able to take a seat first?" it seemed everyone had forgotten that they were still standing and started to shuffle towards the sofas. It would be a bit of a tight fit with all of them there.

"Maybe we should move to the dining room."

"No!" Hadrian hadn't meant to shout but he was very sure that he would have a panic attack if he went in there. He could still remember Hermione's screams and Burbages lifeless eyes as Nagini ate her. He was struggling just being in Malfoy manor at all but he would not go into that room. He smoothed out his expression before turning to Lady Malfoy.

"I apologize for raising my voice, it was unnecessary. Talking here should be fine though." Snape was looking at him in concern but Hadrian ignored him. And continued to the seat to malfoys left as was customary for the highest ranking person after the host. He would have taken the right if Lady Malfoy wasn't present.

"Lord Nott, back to the question you asked me before. I didn't just choose you at random. I looked through the voting records for the last two years and found the people who voted the most as I would have. Three people voted exactly as I would have. That was Lord Malfoy, Lord Greengrass, and you, Lord Nott. I gave Black to Lord Malfoy Because most people believe the title will go to Draco. Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff went to Greengrass because they are known for being gray houses. Then I put Sayre with Nott because I wanted a greater divide between the light and dark factions so Dumbledore would have a harder time getting back into power." They were all staring at him with wide eyes.

"You put that much thought into it?" that came from Lady Malfoy and he nodded at her before taking a sip of his tea, then realized. How did he get tea? He looked at it in confusion and was amused to see Snape realizing the same and they shared a look. The older man just shrugged and continued drinking his own tea. It had come from Kreacher, that much was obvious from the crockery, but he didn't remember picking it up.

"So you planned all of that on your own? What about this Last wizengamot? Would you explain that to us?" This time it was Greengrass asking the questions and Hadrian answered.

"I had Peverel, Potter, Slytherin, Gryffindor, and Gaunt Left. I couldn't touch Potter or Peverel, and I didnt want to cause anyone else problems by giving out Gaunt and Slytherin. That left Gryffindor and all the rumors say they married into Potter or Longbottom, so I spoke to Neville and his gran, and organized everything with them. I then realized that no matter what unless vol… the dark lord appeared right in front of the minister, he would forever deny that he was anything but dead. Dumbledore would of course claim it was him and that would cause problems between him and the minister, removing more of his influence. I gave Gaunt to Bones mostly to remove suspicion. if it was the dark lord he would have never given a proxy to Bones, a family that he himself tried to wipe out in the last war. I gave Slytherin to Ravenclaw because Rita did a lovely piece on how Ravenclaw had a lord again. Meaning if someone from an indirect line 'who had little education in this area but suddenly had a title' saw it, they would give a founders proxy to another founder. Or is that not what everyone was already thinking?" Suddenly a bark of laughter was heard and his head snapped to Lady Zabini.

"That's exactly what everyone in the Wizengamot is currently thinking, kid. That's what we came up with too, we assumed someone from a different branch was able to claim the title but had no clue how to deal with it so gave it to another founder." Hadrian was glad to hear that. "My question now. How did you get put in Gryffindor? There is no way you are suited there." Hadrian smirked at her.

"A lot of begging." Lady Zabini started cackling. While everyone else seemed to be in shock. Snape broke out of his stupor first.

"You don't actually mean that you weren't meant to go to Gryffindor?" Hadrian nodded, a grin spreading across his face.

"I was meant to go to Slytherin, but after Dumbledore sent 'all Slytherins are evil' Hagrid and set up a meeting with the 'all dark wizards are death eaters' weasleys, I begged the hat to send me anywhere but Slytherin. My decision was cemented as the right one when I went to the class I was most excited for, only to be greeted by the head of Slytherin house being a dick." Snape spluttered.

"You were most excited for potions?" Hadrian raised an eyebrow at his professor.

"That's what you took away from that?" Hadrian saw Snape's face flush and felt a little spark of triumph. Lady Malfoy cut in when it was clear Snape wouldn't answer.

"I have a question if you're willing to answer." he made a gesture for her to continue and she did. "How did you get the Black title?" Hadrian looked down into his cup, not making eye contact with anyone. He hoped there would be no follow up questions after his answer.

"Sirius Black is my blood adopted father, so when the title passed from him, it went to me." Her eyes widened as she stared at him.

"Your mine and Draco's Cousin? That explains a lot of your appearance. You have the black cheekbones and the Black jawline." she was scanning his face almost reverently. "I thought me and Draco were all that was left of the Black family after my sister and your... And sirius…" she smiled at him. "Would you mind if I told Draco? he's always wanted a cousin." Hadrian hadn't expected that and was feeling a little choked up at the thought of having family he hadn't even considered. Once Sirius was back properly it would be even better. He nodded at her.

"I don't mind you telling Draco of the relation. I didn't realize it would mean so much to you." Narcissa nodded.

"Family is everything to a Black."

"I'm sorry to interrupt this, but your question sparked my own." Everyone looked at Lord Greengrass. "That explains the Black title but what about all the others? Where did they come from?"

"Peverell, Potter, and Gryffindor, came from my father. Black came from Sirius. Slytherin and Gaunt came from the right of conquest. The rest came from my mother. She wasn't a Muggleborn but no one knew that. Not even her. Her mother was Vivian Sayre. The squib daughter of the late Lord and Lady Sayre. She was sent away then adopted by muggles. They wiped her from all records but didn't disown her. Hufflepuff married into Ravenclaw and they then had a squib line who married into the Evens family. making my mother…" He trailed off as he felt an alert from one of his proximity charms he had set by his secret base go off. He had made it look like he was down there to the portraits so it would only be one person. He needed to go. He stood quickly and turned to snape.

"I need to go, Dumbledore is on his way to where I am supposed to be and I don't know what he wants." He didn't understand why he hadn't received the same alert during his first run through of the day, but he knew he hadn't so he needed to go. He pulled the glamor ring off from around his neck and slipped it on to his finger.

"You need your glasses, also you can't be seen in those clothes." He pulled his glasses out of his pocket, put them on, and looked down at his clothes.

"Bollocks." He conjured a plain closed front robe, threw it on, and shadowed to the room he had set up as his base. Once there he rushed over to the broom parts and started copying the runes he had forced to show up on the broom, on to a piece of parchment to make it look like he was in the middle of doing something. He had only drawn one when a knock came from the door and Dumbledore strolled in. Harry put on a shocked and slightly awed expression.

"How did you know I was here, Headmaster?" Dumbledor chuckled

"Nothing happens in my school without me knowing." Harry had a lot of things to say to that. Not your school being the main thing.

"What brings you here, headmaster?"

"I was curious to see what could keep you away from Miss Granger and Mr Weasley." Hadrian fiddled with the quill he was writing with before forcing tears into his eyes. looking up at Dumbledore with his now watery eyes.

"They've been fighting so much recently and I don't like it. Ron is almost constantly yelling at Hermione. It reminds me of the dursleys. I really don't like it. I hang out with Neville, Dean, and Seamus, but it's not the same as being with them." At the mention of Neville he saw Dumbles' eye twitch and Harry had to stop himself from smiling.

"I'm sure they miss you though. You should go see them." Harry expected more spells or forcing him to sign something. What was he playing at?

"I don't want to be around shouting today." Harry could see Dumbles getting agitated and knew he would have to give in. his other self had been using the founders library until dinner, it's why he had been confined to the office on his relive. So at least they wouldn't cross paths.

"Though I guess we could go to the library. It will stop them from shouting and I need Granger's help for my homework anyway." he really didn't but letting Dumbles think he needed her was in his best interest. the headmaster beamed as he packed up his things and slung his bag over his shoulder.

"I do believe they are already there and I was just about to go as well. Madam pance has been requesting more books, so I shall accompany you." He placed a hand on Harry's shoulder and guided him down the hall. He saw a few Slytherins look at him with something that looked like panic, and Harry wondered how much his year mates had told the rest of their house.

Finally they reached the Library and Dumbles pushed him towards a table with Ron and Hermione sitting there. On his way over he noticed the table behind them and cringed. Sitting there were the third year Hufflepuffs including Bones and Abbot. He wondered what they must think of him. He had seen what Granger did but still sat with her and acted friendly. Bones caught his eye and he looked away quickly, feeling his cheeks heat in shame as he sat with Ron and Hermione.

"Mate, where have you been? We were looking for you." Harry just shrugged his shoulders saying nothing. Before laying his head on the table and ignoring them. It was a short while later that Ron spoke again, malice coating every word. "What are you doing here, go back to your own table."

"I'm not here to talk to you weasley, so stay out of it. Potter, may I have a word?" He lifted his head from the table and looked over to see Bones standing there.

"He doesn't need to talk to you!" harry turned to Ron

"We're in a library dont just yell at people, you'll get us all kicked out." Ron scowled at him but sat back down with a huff.

"What do you need, Bones?" She scrutinized him for a moment before speaking.

"We need help with the DADA homework, you're the best in our year. Will you help us?" She gestured to the table and Harry nodded and stood up to go but was stopped.

"Harry, you just got here and we haven't seen you all day. You're not really going to leave us now are you?" Harry knew Granger was trying to manipulate him but he also knew it was something he would have fallen for in the past. He was currently facing away from the idiots so they couldn't see his face. He mouthed an 'i'm sorry' to Bones before he turned and sat back down.

"Maybe later. But Hermione's right, I haven't seen my friends all day." It physically hurt him to say that but ignored it. Hermione had a smug smile on her face and all he wanted to do was smash it into the desk. He couldn't look at Bones as she walked away, he just stared down at the table.

Harry pushed all his anger and irritation behind his now decent occlumency shields and pulled out his ancient runes textbook from his bag. Salazar had been teaching him occlumency since the first time he used the time turner and he was now halfway decent at it.

"Hey Harry? You know the wizengamot and all that stuff? Have you ever thought about what it would be like to have a seat on it?" That was about as subtle as a sledgehammer. what the fuck was Ron up to.

"I can't say that I have. Why would I think about something like that?" Hermione closed her book to join the conversation.

"Yeah, like, you have never thought about being nobility?" Harry decided to make this as painful for them as he could.

"Are you saying that wizards have nobility? I didn't know that. It seems kinda archaic and stupid though. Why would you want something like that?" Ron scrunched his face but Hermione spoke first.

"Nobles have the power to change the wizarding world by passing new laws but the seats are all held by old pureblood familys. It's very important but it's just another way purebloods repress muggleborns. If I had a seat I would give it to Headmaster Dumbledore so he could do as much good as possible." Ron was nodding furiously. The way they acted really reminded him that they were still only thirteen. Though he wondered why he didn't feel that way with many of the others. Maybe they were just more mature. The Slytherins had grown up with the expectations of being Heirs and representatives of their family so maybe they grew up faster because of it.

"Don't you agree harry?"

"What?" he hadn't been paying attention.

"If you were part of a noble family with a seat on the wizengamot wouldn't you give your seat to dumbledore?" did he think this would be enough to count as permission? Wait. Was it enough to count as permission? He didn't actually know. He would have to be careful. He hummed noncommittally, still looking down at his book and Hermione huffed. "Harry?"

"Why are you asking about this? It's not like this will ever happen."

"But hypothetically, if dumbledore came up to you telling you that you were nobility and that you had a seat on the wizengamot, that he needed to use, wouldn't you give it to him?"

"But that would never happen."

"But if it did." Hermione was getting annoyed and Harry was enjoying himself far too much. Harry made a show of thinking about it before answering.

"If he came up to me and told me that. I think… I would ask why. Why he hadn't told me before. Why he only told me because he wanted the seat. He knows how much knowing about my heritage would mean to me. So I would ask why he kept that from me for years." Harry sniffled and rubbed his eye with the back of his hand. "But this would never happen because Dumbledore would never do something that cruel." he looked back at them with a watery smile. "He would have told me before now so none of this matters. I don't like thinking about him like that even hypothetically so can we stop talking about it?" Ron and Hermione looked shocked. Hermione was clearly going over his words and to his surprise looked a little understanding and confused. Harry now realized why the headmaster emotionally manipulated children all the time, it was just so easy.

Silence prevailed for a long time after that and Harry couldn't be more thankful. Until Ron got the nerve to try asking about the proxy again. It kept happening all the way till dinner time, but he only gave the same kind of answer as the first time. They were getting frustrated but not as frustrated as Harry. Who was currently working out how to get away with murder. He was a little surprised how easy it would be. His current favorite was shadowing Ron to Aragog.

They got up to leave for dinner but Harry said he needed to pick up a few books beforehand and told them to go ahead. He couldn't go with them. His other self went to dinner so he couldn't be there. They were reluctant but did eventually leave him to go to dinner. As soon as they were out the door he let his head hit the table. Merlin, he couldn't stand them. He felt someone prying away his hands from his head. He hadn't realized he was pulling at his hair. He allowed his hands to be pulled away and he looked up into soft blue eyes.

"Bones, what do you want?"

"I wanted to say sorry." Harry was taken aback. Why was she apologizing? "I should have realized it was a little more serious when I saw the headmaster physically bring you in here and push you towards them. I should have picked a better time to approach you. Do you mind if the rest join us?" she gestured to the table filled with her housemates.

"Wouldn't it be easier if we joined them?" she smiled at him, before standing and pulling him up. She brought him over and pushed him into a chair next to Abbott and she sat on the other side of him.

"We introduced ourselves the other day but these people are Megan Jones, Leanne Meadows, Lucas Ashford, Ernie MacMillan, and Justin Finch-Fletchley. You all know Harry Potter." Harry winced. "MacMillan and Ashford are both Heirs too. Before we get to anything else we need an answer to a question otherwise it will never go away. What happened from your perspective in the dueling club last year with the snake?" Harry blinked at her. He thought back to his second year before his eyes widened and he looked at Justin.

"That was the first time I spoke parseltongue in front of people. I didn't know it was seen as a dark trait and I didnt know people couldn't understand me. To me it sounds like English so I didn't realize. But basically, when Malfoy summoned the snake it was agitated and scared. Lockheart throwing it into the air didn't help its mood either. It went to attack Justin and I asked it not to. Snakes don't automatically obey me though, even if I speak parseltongue." Everyone's eyes were wide.

"It just sounds like English to you?" Justin was looking at him incredulously.

"It does. I can't control when I speak it properly either. It's a pain. I'm sorry for scaring you back then, I didn't mean to." Justin looked thoughtful then nodded.

"It's fine. I think I overreacted anyway." Harry felt a small smile spread across his face.

"So can you tell me why you still act friendly towards Granger, despite knowing what she did to my little sister?" Harry grimaced. He was a little wary of the badgers, they were the ones at the center of Hogwarts rumor mill after all.

"The more I'm around them the less time they have to do things like that. They won't do it in front of me." It was one of the reasons he spent more time with them, just not any of the main ones.

"You always look like you're enjoying their company and having fun." There was accusation in Ashford's voice as he glared at him.

"The magic of shoving all of your anger and resentment behind decent occlumency shields." He had been using that trick for a little while now. It would be an incredibly unhealthy coping mechanism if he didn't repeat every day and sort through the emotions he had repressed. Ashford scowl lessened and Meadows chose that moment to speak up.

"Now that everything is aired out can you help me with the DADA homework?"

Potter trailed off, his eyes going vacant for a moment and Lucius was able to see the concern in Severus's face. It looked like he was about to call out to the boy when Potter's eyes widened and he stood abruptly.

"I need to go, Dumbledore is on his way to where I am supposed to be and I don't know what he wants." Lucius could take a guess at what the manipulative old fool wanted. Potter pulled out a chain from around his neck and took the ring off it before sliding it on to his finger. Now that Lucius was able to compare the changes in the boy he realized just how bad he looked like this. To think this is how the headmaster wanted the boy to be viewed.

"You need your glasses, also you can't be seen in those clothes." Harry was already pulling out his glasses from his pocket and putting them on. He looked down at what he was wearing.

"Bollocks." The boy conjured a plain closed front robe. He didn't even use a spell. Suddenly the shadows from around the room moved, accumulating at Potter's feet and spreading over his body before he sunk into the floor. The room was utterly silent, everyone still staring at the spot where Potter had been standing seconds before. Lucius pulled himself together first and turned to severus.

"Care to explain?" Everyone else looked to the potions master who didn't look away from the spot where Potter had disappeared.

"I didn't know he could do that." Snape looked like he was in shock and Lucius could practically see the gears in his head turning trying to make sense of it. In the end he looked like he gave up and turned to Lucius. "How long have you two been in contact?"

"I have been in contact with Lord Black since the twentieth of August. Though you know that because I told you about how we all received the proxies from the same person, and you thought it would be funny to sit there and act oblivious."

"In my defense Lucius, I didn't know at the time. I found out the first Sunday we were back at school." Lucius thought he still should have told him. Wait. wasn't that when he asked for Potter's address. Lucius was too busy working out who Lord Black was at the time to really think about what he wanted it for.

"A bit of a coincidence that that was when you asked for his address." Lusius saw Severus wince.

"How much do you know about where Potter was placed after his parents were killed?" Before Lucius could answer, Benedict spoke up.

"He is in regular contact with our children and sees them every thursday. They are trying to teach him all the things he should have been taught growing up but wasn't, because of Dumbledore. My daughter suspects the people he stays with don't treat him kindly. She has noted whenever someone moves too fast or touches him without warning he flinches minutely. After the face I saw him make earlier I am inclined to agree with her." Lucius thought back. They had all seen it when Narcissa suggested moving to the dining room. He looked terrified and Lucius didn't want to know what put that kind of expression on the boy's face. More disturbing was the speed in which he masked it. His face had been completely blank showing no hint of his emotions.

"He is in contact with the Slytherins?" Severus looked like he wanted to bash his head against the table. "That's one more thing to add to the list of questions I now have for him. But yes I went to his… 'relatives' though I loathe to call them that." he paused before looking directly at Lucius. "Lucius, his childhood makes mine look preferable." Everyone here knew Severus's childhood wasn't great but Lucius was the only one who understood fully.

"What's the plan for the end of the year? He can't go back there." Severus shook his head.

"He worked out a way around it last summer and has explained why he must go back as well as the plan he has for them this summer. He will be fine and if he isn't he promised he would send me a letter. Though now that I think about it I have no clue how bad it would have to get for him to actually ask for help." he sighed putting his head in his hands.

"Okay but how do you go from hating someones very being to mother henning over them in a few weeks? that just doesn't make sense. Honestly, your acting completely different. Even with us." Sophia was looking at Severus in confusion.

"Kreacher." the elf popped next to him. "Do you know where Harry keeps the gringotts exams?" Kreacher nodded, popped away, and returned a few seconds later holding the parchment. He handed it to Severrus and left. He laid it on the coffee table so everyone could look. He pointed to one line in particular. Augendae Odium. Lucius was shocked.

"Potter knows about this? He knows what it does?" Severus made a so so gesture.

"I told him it increased my hatred for things I disliked. He's thirteen and has enough on his plate. He didn't need to know." Nott Looked like he was about to storm into Hogwarts and crucio the headmaster himself.

"Severus, he forcibly suppressed every good emotion you had and amplified all the bad for what must be years. Please tell me you're seeing a mind healer." Severus scowled at him.

"And who do you suggest I see?" he sighed. "Nevermind we've gotten off topic and I have a question. what was the bill dumbledore put through that potter wouldn't tell me?" Lucius explained the contents of the bill and saw Severuses face darken with every word. He looked furious, then in an instant the fury was gone, replaced with shock as he put a hand up to cover his mouth and Lucius could see the tips of his ears turn red. Lucius looked at everyone else, checking that it wasn't his imagination and that everyone else was seeing what he was. Their expressions confirmed it. Severus Snape was blushing. Severus buried his face in his hands before groaning.

"I'm going to kill him."