Author's Note:

I know I usually put these at the end of my stories, but considering what is coming, I thought it prudent to do it beforehand. This chapter will be dark and terrifying in certain parts, so reader discretion is advised.

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"Noooo!" Harry screamed as he sprang awake, the nightmare he had just been having still causing him to shudder as sweat poured off of him; thankfully, Raven had placed a silencing ward around his bed at the beginning of the year for just this reason, and as such Harry didn't have to worry about waking his dormmates.

As Harry wrapped his arms around him, he felt the images he had seen in his dreams bombard him without mercy and had to bite his lip hard to keep himself from openly sobbing. Harry had been forced to watch from outside his own body as he killed everyone he had ever loved; Jinx had been ripped to pieces, Cyborg had been decapitated, Beastboy, Robin, and Starfire had died screaming in such a horrific way that Harry didn't even want to remember it. But the worst death had been that of Raven. Harry had been forced to watch as his elder sister cried and begged for Harry to stop, only for her pleas to fall on deaf ears when he had turned his six tentacles into one twisted spear, which he had shoved straight through her chest. Finally, as Raven drew her last breath, she gently touched Harry's cheek, and a tear ran down her face.

"I forgive you, Harry," Raven whispered before she had finally died.

Ripping his spear from his sister's still-warm body, Harry had then turned, and the real Harry finally got a look at his body, causing him to scream out in horror at what he was seeing; it was as if someone had taken all the best aspects of Harry and twisted them into a cruel, evil looking mockery.

The doppelganger's hair was continuously waving as though a strong wind was blowing around him, his face was set in a cruel grin that promised death and destruction to all who had the unfortunate privilege of crossing his path, and two pairs of blood-red eyes glared hatefully at the real Harry who could not seem to look away.

"They should be grateful," Harry's doppelganger said in a deep cold voice that sent shivers down Harry's spine, "They have the honor of being the first of my victims."

"What are you?" Harry asked in horror,

"I am you," Evil Harry replied, "I am what you will become. In time."

"No," Harry whispered, "I am not a murderer! I would never do these things you have done!"

"You speak as if you have a choice!" Evil Harry spat back, "I AM your future! And one day, your soul shall be mine! Your body shall be mine! And this entire world will drown in blood!"

That was how Harry had woken screaming in horror, waking finally from his nightmare; yet even awake, Harry could still feel the dark aura that had come off of Evil Harry in waves. For a moment, Harry considered telling Raven about his dreams, but the thought disappeared just as quickly as it had come, he and the other Titans were going home today, along with the other Hogwarts students, and Harry didn't want to bring a dark cloud over such a wonderful day.

Unable to do anything else, Harry drew his knees to his chest, wrapped his arms around them, and wept until he fell back into a fitful sleep.

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Harry Potter to leave Hogwarts and Magical Britain!

By Rita Skeeter

We all know the story of the Boy Who Lived, how he saved all of us from becoming slaves to the evil He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, and his followers. But then, Harry Potter disappeared, and no one seemed to know exactly where he had gone. But my dear readers, I am happy to inform you that I have finally managed to discover the answers to where little Harry has been all this time!

After the horrific murder of Harry's parents, Lily and James Potter, Harry was taken and placed into the care of his Aunt and Uncle, Petunia and Vernon Dursley, who, as this reporter has discovered, are two ignorant muggles with a deep hatred of magic. For the next few years, poor Harry was the victim of cruelty that this reporter refuses to put to paper due to its horrific nature. It was only when Harry's older sister, Raven Potter, became aware that her little brother was still alive that he was finally rescued from his nightmare of abuse and taken to America, where he has been raised ever since. How did this come to pass? How did the Ministry of Magic allow its hero to be sent to a home where instead of being honored for what he did, he was instead tortured for years with no one to help him? I reached out to Cornelius Fudge for answers to these questions, only to be told that the Minister had no idea where the boy had been sent in the first place! That's right, my beloved readers, our own Minister of Magic had no idea where our hero had been sent after the murder of his parents! In fact, the only one who knew where Harry was being kept was Albus Dumbledore, the current Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, and Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards.

With no authority to do so, Albus Dumbledore took Harry Potter from the ruin of his parent's cottage and placed him with his mother's sister, Petunia Dursley, never bothering to check on the boy thereafter to see if he was alright!

But Albus Dumbledore's transgressions don't stop there, my dear readers! Oh no, for you see, I reached out to Raven Potter for an interview, which she happily obliged, and we sat down to discuss how exactly she came to find out that her brother was alive after so many years of thinking otherwise:

Rita: "So, Ms. Potter, thank you for agreeing to meet with me today."

Raven: "You're very welcome, Ms. Skeeter. And thank you for deciding to take up this story. It's far past time that the world knew what Dumbledore has done to my family."

Rita: "Indeed! So, tell me, how is it that you were not aware of your little brother's survival all these years?"

Raven: "That would be because Headmaster Dumbledore told me that my little brother was dead."

Rita: "Dead! Are you saying that Dumbledore deliberately lied to you and kept your brother from you?"

Raven: "That's exactly what I'm saying, Ms. Skeeter. I was knocked unconscious when my mom and dad were attacked; when I came to and saw my parents' bodies, I feared the worst for Harry as well. So, I made my way to Hogwarts to see if Dumbledore, the one person that my parents always told me to trust, knew where Harry was."

Rita: "And Dumbledore told you Harry was dead?"

Raven: "That is correct, Ms. Skeeter."

Rita: "That's awful! What happened next?"

Raven: "I was in agony, thinking I had lost my entire family. So, I left England, thinking that I would never return."

Rita: "And where did you go?"

Raven: "Many places, but I finally settled in Jump City, where I currently reside with my friends."

Rita: "And how did you discover that your little brother was still alive?"

Raven: "A close friend of mine, who is a seer, told me that Harry was still alive and in great peril."

Rita: "A seer! Truly?"

Raven: "Indeed. He told me that Dumbledore lied to me about my brother, so I immediately made my way to Hogwarts to discover the truth of the matter."

Rita: "So, you confronted Dumbledore?"

Raven: "I did. At first, he tried to continue his lie, but soon enough, I made him tell me the truth."

Rita: "And how, pray tell did you do that, Ms. Potter?"

Raven: "We all have our little secrets, Ms. Skeeter."

Rita: "Indeed we do, Ms. Potter. So, what did Dumbledore tell you?"

Raven: "That he had lied because he thought Harry was safer in the hands of Petunia Dursley rather than his own sister. In fact, Dumbledore all but stated that he didn't even acknowledge me as Lily and James Potter's daughter and therefore had no right to see Harry."

Rita: "Because you were adopted?"

Raven: "Yes. But as I reminded Dumbledore several times, Lily and James went through all the legal paperwork to adopt me. So, in the eyes of the law, I AM a Potter."

Rita: "Yet, Dumbledore still tried to keep you from taking possession of Harry Potter?"

Raven: "Indeed. He tried to convince me that Harry was safer where he was."

Rita: "And was he?"

Raven: "Absolutely not! When I went to see my brother, I found him sleeping in a cupboard under the stairs with a high fever."

Rita: "Surely not!"

Raven: "Unfortunately, it is the truth."

Rita: "And Dumbledore allowed this abuse?!"

Raven: "I doubt he even cared to look, to be honest. When I came to see my brother, Mrs. Dursley didn't even care that my brother was sick. To be perfectly frank, I suspect she was hoping he would die."

Rita: "How awful! It's a miracle you were able to get to him in time."

Raven: "Agreed, and I wish that I could say that was the end of my brother's torment."

Rita: "There's more?!"

Raven: "Sadly, there is. Once I took my brother back to Jump City, I gave him a medical evaluation and discovered that he had been the victim of years of physical, mental, and emotional abuse. All because one old man couldn't keep his nose out of other people's business!"

Needless to say, the interview only got worse from there as Ms. Potter explained how it took many years for her and her friends to undo the damage done to Harry by his relatives. Many of my readers accuse me of being heartless, but I can assure you that what I was told left me in tears by the end of the interview. But, my dear readers, it doesn't stop there! Oh no, it gets much worse, in fact! For even after being told that it was a mistake by his sister and her friends, young Mr. Potter wanted to come back to England to attend Hogwarts as his parents had before him if only to get to know the school that made such fine and upstanding members of our society. But, instead of an education, Mr. Potter received constant threats to his life by ways of a member of the Hogwarts staff who had been hired by none other than Albus Dumbledore himself. Why was this Professor trying to harm Harry Potter? Why? Because in his infinite wisdom, Dumbledore decided to hide the Philosopher's Stone at Hogwarts after it was nearly stolen from Gringotts by the same Professor earlier in the year! Throughout the year, Mr. Potter's life was in constant jeopardy due to this dark wizard; even worse, his education was also in danger! That's right, dear readers; after speaking to several individuals who have asked to remain anonymous, I have discovered that Professor Severus Snape, current Professor of Potions, has spent the last year constantly antagonizing poor Mr. Potter any chance he could. I've even discovered that Professor Snape tried to illegally read Mr. Potter's mind earlier in the year! Something that should have seen the man thrown in Azkaban, but it would seem as though the man has powerful friends as the only punishment he received was a slap on the wrist and a few months' suspension.

Finally, after what can only be described as a truly awful year, Mr. Potter was abducted by Professor Quirinus Quirrell, the dark wizard after the Philosophers Stone. After dragging Mr. Potter through a variety of deadly traps, Professor Quirrell managed to get the Stone and very nearly killed Mr. Potter if not for the intervention of his sister, who defeated the dark wizard and took the Stone into her possession, which she soon returned to its rightful owner, Nicholas Flamel.

Due to these horrifying acts, which nearly killed the last remaining member of her family, Raven Potter informed me that she will not have Harry Potter return to Hogwarts next year, instead choosing to enroll him in what she believes to be a safer school somewhere in America. Though I am sad to see our nation's hero leave our shores, I can honestly say that I agree with Ms. Potter's assessment that Harry Potter is not safe in England so long as Dumbledore is allowed to put him in such danger.

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Dumbledore's hands shook with weariness as he read the Daily Prophet article for the third time; since this article was published a week ago, Dumbledore had been bombarded with howlers, demanding to know by what right he had kept Harry from his sister. Worse had been the angry letters, arriving in their hundreds, demanding to know why he thought it was a good idea to keep the Philosophers Stone in a school full of children. Since the article's publishing, Dumbledore had been raked over the coals, so to speak, from everyone; Fudge had ordered an emergency meeting of the Wizengamot, and Dumbledore had been forced to defend his actions before the entirety of said Wizengamot. For a moment, Dumbledore had hoped that his decades of good deeds would save his position as Chief Warlock. But those hopes were soon dashed when Andromeda Tonks, proxy for House Potter, rose to her feet with a look of cold fury on her face and began a long tirade which had even long-time Dumbledore advocates agreeing that Dumbledore had royally screwed up. Andromeda had spoken of how, due to Dumbledore's idiotic actions, a national hero was leaving England, possibly forever. Worse still was that said hero was the next Head of the Ancient and Most Noble House of Potter, a house that had been part of the Wizengamot since its creation. Andromeda had finished her speech by moving for a vote of no confidence in Dumbledore's leadership. Lady Longbottom had immediately risen and seconded the vote, and an hour later, Dumbledore had lost his position and been forced to leave the hall among thunderous applause. It was the greatest humiliation of his life. But worse was yet to come, for soon after, Dumbledore was told that the ICW was also planning to remove him as Supreme Mugwump. It was only due to the fact that Dumbledore had been Chief Warlock when he had placed Harry with the Dursleys as well as when he had hidden the Philosophers Stone at Hogwarts, that he had avoided Azkaban as no Chief Warlock could be tried for crimes he had done while holding said position. However, there was talk of changing that particular law, no doubt orchestrated by Andromeda Tonks. It had taken a colossal amount of bribes and decades of favors just to keep his position as Headmaster of Hogwarts, and even that came with new restrictions. Starting the following year, Aurors would be stationed at Hogwarts to ensure the student's safety as well as make sure that Hogwarts stayed a school and not Dumbledore's private playground as it had been for the last fifty years; that alone had sent Dumbledore into an apoplectic fit which left much of his office in ruins before he was able to repair the damage. Thanks to Rita Skeeter's article, another new development in the running of Hogwarts was that every single teacher had to appear before the Governors of Hogwarts and defend themselves and their teaching practices to keep their job for the following year. As a result, Professors Binns, Trelawney, and Snape had all been sacked and told to clear out their offices and be gone once the term had ended. Those who hadn't been sacked had been placed on probation for their part in hiding the Stone and told in no ambiguous language that should a similar incident occur, they would be fired immediately.

Snape comes to Dumbledore's office immediately after the news and demanded the Headmaster do something, that Dumbledore needed him for when Voldemort inevitably returned. But there was simply nothing that Dumbledore could do, and he told the Potions Professor as much; Dumbledore had his own back to watch now, and he reminded Snape that he had warned him not to antagonize Harry Potter, which Snape had blatantly ignored, to his own destruction.

Without Dumbledore's protection, Snape had far more things to worry about, like the Department of Magical Law Enforcement opening a case against him for illegally reading a student's mind. Snape had visibly paled when Dumbledore had told him that, and when he tried to flee from the office, Dumbledore had warned him not to try and flee the country as such action would render his guilty verdict all but inevitable. Snape would be a wanted man for the rest of his life. With no other options, Snape had scornfully agreed that he would not run and instead went back to his office to pack his things. As Dumbledore placed the newspaper on his desk, his mind whirled on how he could possibly fix this mess, but as he drank deep from his glass of brandy, he realized that there was no way; he had been outplayed at every turn, and when Harry Potter left Hogwarts, it was doubtful he would ever return. Voldemort would rise again, and without Harry, there would be no one to stop him, and it was all Dumbledore's fault. The last year had been a time of genuine introspection for Dumbledore, and the truth was that he didn't like what he saw. All his life, Dumbledore had served what he believed to be the Greater Good, but as he looked back on a lifetime of bad choices, he had begun to wonder if he had, in fact, been following the Greater Good or just his own. Had Dumbledore become like his old lover, Grindelwald? Only concerned with his own power? As the thought entered his mind, Dumbledore could only sigh in regret at all the choices he had made and all the lives he had ruined in doing so.

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Snape swore angrily as he threw his things into his trunk; today would be his last day at Hogwarts, and thanks to that damned article that Rita Skeeter had written, it would most likely be the last day he had work for a very long time. Worse still, if the rumors were to be believed, it very may be the last time he breathed free air for years to come, now that he no longer had Dumbledore's protection. Picking up the glass of Firewhiskey that sat nearby on his desk, Snape drained the glass in one gulp before hurling it into the fireplace, making the flames roar for a moment before settling back down. But, of course, this was all Potter's fault, him and his bitch of a sister! They had conspired against him to bring about his downfall, just like their swine of a father; for a moment, Snape wished that James Potter's brats were before him so that he could throttle the pair of them for his ruination.

Conjuring another glass, Snape poured himself more Firewhiskey as he returned to packing, his thoughts whirling with images of murder and revenge. It was all their fault! Theirs and their bastard of a father! Lily Potter should have been his, would have been his, if not for James Potter! As the hatred, rage, and whiskey began to combine, Snape's aura darkened as he began to think of a way to get back at James Potter once and for all. If Snape was to be ruined and sent to Azkaban, then by god, he would ensure that he took Potter's brats down with him. The image of Raven and Harry Potter dead at his feet made Snape smile fully, and he began to plan how to enact his revenge. Today was the last day of school, and the students would leave for the train in less than an hour, leaving little time for a well-thought-out plan. Instead, Snape would need to be ruthless and swift as he had been in the days when he served Lord Voldemort. And best of all, the memory of their deaths might even keep him sane while he was a guest of Azkaban.

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"So you're not coming on the train with us?" Hermione asked sadly as she, Ron, and Harry sat in the Gryffindor common room, waiting for the bell that would inform the students that it was time to head down to the train. As usual, Hermione had a large open book on her lap while Harry and Ron were playing a game of Wizard chess. Their trunks had already been taken down to the station a few hours before, save for Harry's.

"Unfortunately not," Harry replied sadly, "The Titans and I are taking a portkey back to Jump City once everyone is gone. Of course, none of them are looking forward to it, but it beats taking a plane back." Harry finished the last part with a chuckle that quickly relieved the tension in the air.

"And besides," Harry continued, "I'll be seeing you again in like two weeks when you come to Jump City, so it's not like we're going to be separated for good."

"That's true," Hermione sniffled, "But I was hoping we'd have a little more time before we say goodbye."

"It's not going to be the same next year with you gone," Ron said glumly,

"I know," Harry replied sadly, "I wish Raven would change her mind…."

"Any chance of that?" Ron asked in sudden hope,

"None," Harry stated, instantly crushing said hope, "She says that as long as Dumbledore keeps trying to interfere in my life, I'll always be in danger here. Loathe though I am to admit it, she's got a point."

"Still can't believe how hard the Ministry came down on him," Ron said quickly, "It's a miracle he's still Headmaster, to be honest."

"No matter what he's done, he's still Dumbledore," Harry sneered, "And that name carries a lot of weight in the Wizarding World."

"Yeah, I guess so," Ron replied before a brilliant smile took over his features, "Still, you're won eternal glory for being the one to get Snape sacked; Fred and George have been trying to do that for years and haven't been able to."

"I won't deny that is better than any trophy," Harry laughed back, causing Hermione to shake her head in exasperation.

"It's no surprise he was sacked," Hermione added, "When the school governors discovered how low the Potions program at Hogwarts had fallen under Professor Snape's tenure, it was almost a guarantee he would be let go. Did you know that the number of healers and potions masters has dropped by fifteen percent since he took over from Professor Slughorn?"

"How do you know that?" Ron asked,

"I looked it up, of course," Hermione beamed, "I'd like to pursue a Potions mastery myself, one day."

"You would?" Harry asked in surprise, "You never said that."

"I didn't want you to make fun of me," Hermione mumbled as a blush began to spread across her face,

"Hermione…" Harry chastised softly, "We are your friends; we would never make fun of you."

"Really?" Hermione asked with a raised brow, staring pointedly at Ron, who blushed uncomfortably,

"I learned my lesson, Hermione," Ron replied guiltily, "I won't make a repeat mistake."

"I hope so," Hermione muttered before returning to her book; Ron had just placed Harry in check when the bell sounded, and the three rose to their feet.

When they reached the Entrance Hall, Harry saw the Titans waiting for him, and his eyebrows rose as he saw Tonks apparently trying to eat Beastboy's face,

"Ew, gross!" Harry cried, causing several older students to chuckle as they passed; a moment later, Tonks and Beastboy joined in,

"We'll see if that's how you feel in a few years, kid," Beastboy chuckled,

"I'd sooner bite my own tongue off," Harry retorted, causing more laughter to echo from those listening.

"As much as I would love for you to be forever as you are," Raven smiled, "There will indeed come a day when you will become aware of the fairer sex."

"Not frigging likely," Harry muttered, causing Raven to smirk at him.

"You gonna miss me? Tonks asked Beastboy as Harry pretended to gag,

"Loads," Beastboy replied, "The two weeks we'll be apart will be unbearable!"

"Ha ha," Tonks said sarcastically, "Keep it up, and you'll be cut off from kissing me for a long time,"

Beastboy paled at that and sputtered for a moment before he managed to say,

"I was kidding! No need to get drastic!"

"That's what I thought," Tonks smirked before giving Beastboy one last kiss and following the other students out the door.

"Man, she's got you completely wrapped around her finger," Robin joked, earning a glare from the green boy.

"And how are things between you and Starfire?" Beastboy asked in a hushed voice, causing Robin to turn scarlet,

"We're not like that! We're just friends!" Robin whispered back quickly,

"Uh huh, suuuure," Beastboy smiled back.

Robin opened his mouth to respond when a loud voice echoed throughout the Entrance Hall,

"Potter!"

The Titans all spun around to see Severus Snape point his wand at them, clearly drunk,

"Lower your wand at once!" Robin said, pulling out one of his birdarangs and raising it defensively. At the same time, Beastboy hurried the other children out of the way, "Or I will make you."

"My fight isn't with you, muggle!" Snape spat, "I only want the Potter brats! They ruined my life!"

"Of course we did," Raven scoffed, making Snape turn purple with rage, "We're the ones who made you act like a jackass instead of like a Professor. You getting fired is your own fault, not ours!"

"It IS your fault!" Snape screamed back, "You and your miserable bastard of a father!"

"Don't say a word against my father!" Harry snarled, lunging forward, only to be stopped by Raven, who placed a calming hand on his shoulder.

"Our father was a better man than you could ever hope to be, Snape!" Raven spat back,

"Your father was a swine!" Snape snarled back, sending a jet of red light at the Titans, who quickly jumped out of the way,

"Titans move!" Robin shouted, instantly causing the Titans to rush at Snape, who began to hurl spells and curses in every direction, "Bring him down!"

"You're a sad little man," Raven sneered as she ducked under a purple hex, "Still holding onto a grudge from more than twenty years ago!"

"Shut up!" Snape roared angrily, "You know nothing!"

"I know my mother chose my dad over you because she saw who you really are!" Raven spat back, "That's what this is really about, isn't it? You're angry that James Potter beat you in the end! That she chose him instead of you!"

"He stole her from me!" Snape shrieked, looking quite demented, "Lily should have been mine! Would have been mine, if not for James Potter!"

"My mom would never have chosen someone like you!" Harry shouted from where Hermione and Ron were holding him back,

"Stay back, Harry!" Beastboy cried before turning into a rhino and charging Snape, who barely managed to get out of the way.

"Azeroth Metrion Zynthos!" Raven cried, sending a black cloud hurling at Snape as he rose to his feet; Snape's eyes widened at the coming danger, and he quickly rolled out of the way, coming up with his wand pointed at Raven, hatred in his eyes.

"Avada Ked-" Snape shouted before one of Robin's birdarangs struck him in the shoulder, sending him to his back; as he fell, Snape's wand flew from his grasp, and he quickly rolled onto his stomach and crawled quickly to it.

"No!" Starfire shouted as she hurled a green bolt at Snape, causing the ground before him to erupt and sending the former Potions Professor tumbling backward while his wand skittered further away.

"What is the meaning of this?!" Dumbledore demanded as he, McGonagall, and Flitwick came hurrying down the stairs toward them.

"Snape's lost his mind!" Ron shouted in horror, "He's trying to kill Raven and Harry!"

Robin charged at Snape, who was slowly rising to his feet, when suddenly, to everyone's surprise, Snape decided to forgo magic and punched Robin across the jaw, knocking him to the floor,

"Robin!" Starfire shouted in alarm.

"Severus! Stop this at once!" Dumbledore shouted in horror, pulling his own wand from his sleeve,

"I will have my revenge!" Snape roared, pulling a second wand from his robes and firing a blasting curse at Harry.

"Harry!" Raven shouted in horror as the curse missed him by literal inches, blasting the wall beside Harry, Hermione, and Ron to smithereens and throwing the three to the floor.

"No!" McGonagall snarled as she drew her wand; beside her, Flitwick did the same, and both immediately began to duel Snape for all they were worth.

"You should never have been brought to Hogwarts!" McGonagall spat, firing a blue spell that made Snape duck, "You have no business being around children, you bitter old man!"

"I told Albus what you were!" Flitwick added, firing a purple spell of his own, "A Death Eater such as you should never have been hired!"

Realizing that he was completely outnumbered and that his chances of victory were slowly slipping from his grasp, Snape fell back on old habits and began throwing the darkest curses he could think of at his opponents.

"Crucio!" Snape snarled, his spell hitting McGonagall center mass and causing her to drop to the ground with a shriek; a moment later, Snape's curse was ended when Starfire fired a green bolt at him, causing him to jump out of the way.

"Aunt Minnie!" Raven cried in horror, flying to the aged Professor's side; a moment later, she was joined by Madam Pomfrey, who immediately began waving her wand over McGonagall.

"She's just unconscious," Madam Pomfrey replied with relief, "Go take care of that madman; I'll look after her!"

Nodding at the Hogwarts nurse, Raven turned back to Snape with murder in her eyes; the Potions professor had managed to stun Beastboy, who was lying unconscious on the ground. Starfire was currently trying to extricate herself from the wall, Snape having somehow glued her to it while Raven was distracted with McGonagall. Currently, Snape was dueling Flitwick and Robin, while Dumbledore stared in horror; the few remaining students who hadn't left already had run out the front doors or into the Great Hall to take cover from the flying spells.

"Are you going to help, or just stand there and stare?!" Raven demanded of Dumbledore before sending another black blast at Snape, who quickly batted it aside, causing it to crash into the adjacent wall, leaving long spiral cracks.

"Of course, my apologies," Dumbledore cried at once, rushing forward,

"Sectumsempra!" Snape snarled at Robin, who backflipped out of the way; an instant later, slashes appeared across the floor where Robin had stood seconds ago, making the Titan's eyes widen in alarm before he drew his bow staff and raised it defensively.

"You cannot win! Surrender!" Robin snapped,

"Never! I will have my vengeance!" Snape snarled, waving his wand over his head in a circle, "Depulso!"

Instantly, a wave expanded from around Snape, sending Robin and the others flying in all directions, all except Dumbledore, who had managed to put up a Protego shield just in time.

"Severus, I must insist you surrender at once!" Dumbledore stated simply,

"Oh, shut up!" Snape raged, "I am no longer yours to dictate terms to!"

Dumbledore's face hardened at that as Snape continued his demented tirade,

"For ten years, I've been forced to teach blithering idiots at this school, all so you could keep me within easy reach! No more! I am no longer yours to use as you see fit! Sanguis Ferventis!"

Eyes widening in horror, Dumbledore quickly dove out of the way of the Blood boiling curse that Snape had sent his way; regaining his footing, Dumbledore spun on the spot, pointed his wand at Snape, and roared,

"Confrigo!"

The blasting curse sped from Dumbledore's wand as fast as thought; Snape only had time for his eyes to widen in horror before it hit him center mass and sent the former Potions Professor through the window behind him, landing in an unconscious and bloody heap on the grass outside.

"Filius," Dumbledore said softly as he calmly strode to the window and peered out at the unconscious form of Severus Snape, "Would you be so kind as to Floo the Ministry and summon a few Aurors? I believe their presence may be necessary."

"At once, Albus!" Flitwick replied before hurrying away as the Titans slowly rose from the floor; with a flick of his wrist, Dumbledore freed Starfire from the wall before turning to the other Titans,

"Is anyone hurt?"

"Minerva needs medical attention!" Madam Pomfrey cried, "This is beyond my ability to heal!"

"Understood," Dumbledore said at once, "Go and Floo Saint Mungo's!"

"Right away!" Madam Pomfrey replied, hurrying away as fast as she could; striding quickly to Beastboy's side, Dumbledore waved his wand over the green boy,

"Rennervate."

Instantly, Beastboy's eyes snapped open, and he tried to jump to his feet, only for Dumbledore to gently press him back down,

"Easy there, my boy. Go slow. You were stunned."

"Stunned?" Beastboy groaned in annoyance, "Is that why I feel like I lost a fight with a truck?"

"Indeed, my boy," Dumbledore laughed, "But other than that, I'm sure you'll be fine."

"Thank, I guess," Beastboy replied warily as he slowly rose to his feet, "Where's the jerk who stunned me?"

"Currently sleeping on the front lawn," Dumbledore chuckled, "Poor fellow has no idea what he's going to wake up to."

"Whatever it is," Harry spat as he limped over, followed closely by Hermione and Ron, "I hope it hurts."

"I'm sure it will," Dumbledore replied softly before turning to face Raven, who was staring at him with contempt, "I know it makes little difference, but I am truly sorry for all I have done to hurt you, my dear. I would take it all back if I could."

Raven's brows shot to her hairline at Dumbledore's words before her expression shifted to one of suspicion,

"You can't," Raven stated, "You cost me seven years that I might have had with my brother. And I can never get those years back. Nor can Harry regain those years of abuse you forced upon him!"

"I know," Dumbledore replied sadly, "All I can do is offer my apologies and beg your forgiveness."

"To hell with your apologies!" Harry snarled, looking as though he wanted to strike the aged wizard, "And to hell with you!"

"Watch your language!" Raven snapped at once, causing the boy to drop into a sullen silence; turning back to Dumbledore, Raven glared for a moment silently before replying in her monotone voice,

"I cannot accept your apology. Not now. Perhaps one day, but right now, I'm afraid I cannot."

Dumbledore nodded slowly and was about to respond when Amelia Bones and four Aurors stormed down the stairs toward them.

"Albus!" Amelia called, "Flitwick told us everything! Where is Snape!"

"He's currently taking a nap on the front lawn, Amelia," Dumbledore replied jovially, causing the Aurors to quickly stride past the Headmaster,

"What happened?" Ameilia demanded as she and Dumbledore followed the Aurors outside, followed by the Titans.

"He appeared to be drunk," Robin replied before Dumbledore could, "We were waiting for our Portkey back to America when Snape attacked us."

"Any idea why?" Ameilia asked, not taking her eyes off Snape, who was being roughly manhandled to his feet,

"Yes," Raven said simply, causing Amilia to turn to her, "Snape wanted our mother, Lily. He believes our father, James, stole her from him. Unfortunately, he can't hurt our father, so he tried to get revenge on us instead."

"You can't be serious," Amielia drawled, her eyes widening so that her monocle almost fell out,

"I'm afraid so," Dumbledore added sadly, "I had hoped he would get over his hatred of James Potter with time. But it would seem he is unable to do so."

Amielia's face hardened at Dumbledore's words, and as she turned back to the unconscious Potions master being held between two of her Aurors, she growled in a dangerous voice,

"Take this filth to the Ministry holding cells."

"Yes, ma'am!" The Aurors cried at once before dragging Snape back into Hogwarts and up the stairs; once they were out of sight, Amielia turned to the watching Titans,

"Was anybody hurt?"

"Minerva was hit with the Cruciatus curse," Dumbledore replied sadly, making Amielia's eyes widen in alarm,

"Is she okay?"

"She will be," Dumbledore replied, "I had Madam Pomfrey Floo Saint Mungo's to send healers."

Just as Dumbledore finished speaking, two healers in white robes came hurrying down the stairs, followed by a frantic Pomfrey.

"Where is the patient!" One of the healers, an elderly witch with snow-white hair, asked quickly before spotting Minerva on the ground, surrounded by pale Gryffindors.

"Out of the way!" The healer demanded as she and her partner rushed forward and waved their wands over the still-unconscious witch. As the Gryffindors leaped aside, Raven couldn't help but ask in a worried voice,

"She's going to be okay, right?"

"I don't know," the healer replied uneasily, "The Cruciatus is a horrible curse to be exposed to, and she's not a young woman to begin with. We need to get her back to Saint Mungo's immediately!"

Quickly, the two healers jumped to their feet and levitated McGonagall into the air between them before quickly storming back up the stairs and out of sight.

"May I have your attention, please?" Dumbledore shouted, causing the remaining students to turn to him, "The Hogwarts Express will soon be leaving for London. I doubt any of you wish to be left behind. So, if you would all, please make your way to the train in an orderly fashion. Move smartly now!"

Realizing the truth of Dumbledore's words, the students began to hurry out the front doors as fast as they could.

"See you soon, Harry!" Ron called before running out the door,

"Can't wait!" Hermione added, giving a quick hug before running after Ron; a few moments later, when the Titans were the only ones left, Amielia turned to them,

"If I need to ask you any questions, where can I find you?"

"We live in Jump City, in America," Robin replied quickly, "You can't miss our home, trust me."

"Very well, then," Amielia said with a nod before spinning on her heel and striding away, leaving the Titans alone with Dumbledore, who held out a battered old boot toward Robin.

"Simply say, 'home,' and the Portkey will activate and return you to Titans Tower."

"Thank you, sir," Robin said briskly, taking the boot from him and turning to his team, "Raven, do you have Harry's trunk?"

"I shrunk it last night and stored it in my robes," Raven said with a nod.

"Good, then let's go home," Robin replied with a smile, eliciting a whoop of joy from Beastboy,

"Finally! I can't wait to sleep in my own bed!"

As The Titans all grabbed the boot, Robin leaned over towards Raven and whispered in her ear,

"They're waiting for us, so be ready when we hit the tower, understood?"

"Understood," Raven replied sadly, knowing what was about to occur, and hating herself for it, even as she understood its necessity.

"Everyone ready?" Robin asked, grinning as Beastboy let out a groan,

"Man, I hate Portkeys…."

Still grinning, Robin cried out,

"Home!"

Instantly, the group vanished in a swirl of groans, leaving only a smiling Headmaster behind.

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Harry knew something was wrong the moment his feet hit the ground; it felt as though he had landed into a pool of cement, and as he lay groaning on the floor, he heard someone cry out near him,

"He's here! Start the sealing ritual!"

Trying to fight against the urge to throw up, Harry opened his eyes and saw that he had landed onto some sort of red sigil painted onto the floor; outside of the sigil, the other Titans lay groaning as well, though, like him, they were quickly trying to rise to their feet.

"What's going on?" Harry groaned as he rose to his feet and tried to step out of the sigil, only to discover to his horror, that he couldn't. Turning to his sister, Harry asked in a scared voice, "Raven? What's happening?"

"It's going to be okay, Harry," Raven said softly, "I promise everything is going to be okay!"

"Let's begin!" A voice said, causing Harry to turn to see who was speaking; when he had, his eyes widened so big that Harry thought they might pop out of his skull.

Dr. Fate and Zatanna stood on either side of Harry, wearing grave expressions that made Harry instantly nervous; standing against the far wall opposite the Titans were Batman, Wonder Woman, and Superman, and all three were staring at Harry like he was a dangerous enemy.

Dr. Fate and Zatanna raised their hands so that their palms were facing Harry, and both began to speak simultaneously; as they did so, Harry suddenly felt as though someone had slapped him across the face, and he fell to his knees with a cry.

"Raven!" Harry sobbed as pain raced across his body, "Please make them stop! It hurts!"

"Just hold on a little longer, Harry." Raven cried, tears running down her cheeks, "It'll all be over soon, I promise!"

As the chanting grew louder, the pain seemed to increase tenfold, and Harry curled into himself as he begged for it to stop,

"Please! Why are you hurting me? Please make it stop!"

"I can't do this," Raven cried at last, stepping forward, only to stop when Superman appeared behind her and wrapped his arms around her, pinning her back to his chest.

"Let me go!" Raven demanded as Harry continued to beg, "You're hurting my little brother! Stop it!"

"This is the only way," Batman replied from where he stood, "I don't like it any better than you, but there's no other choice!"

Harry suddenly began to shriek in absolute agony as Raven struggled for all she was worth against Superman's hold,

"Let me go! They're killing him! I didn't agree to this! Stop it! I said stop!"

"Robin!" Starfire sobbed, "You never said they were going to kill Harry!"

"I didn't… This isn't…" Robin stuttered, his face pale with horror as he watched Harry thrash on the floor, wailing in agony. Running to where Batman stood, Robin grabbed the front of his uniform and pinned him to the wall,

"You said you were going to help him! Not kill him!"

"We are helping him!" Batman snapped back, glaring into Robin's eyes, "The sealing ritual will lock away Harry's demonic side so that it can't hurt anyone! But it's not going to go without a fight!"

"You call this a fight!" Jinx demanded, pointing at where Harry was weeping, "You're killing him!"

"Let him go!" Cyborg demanded, raising his arm cannon at Dr. Fate and Zatanna, "Now!"

"Stand down, Cyborg," Batman replied sternly, "That's an order!"

"Screw that!" Cyborg spat back angrily, not turning from where he was aiming, "You're not my boss, and I'm not going to stand by while you kill Harry! So let him go, or I will make you!"

"Enough!" Jinx snarled as she whipped her right arm across her chest, unleashing a pink wave of energy that knocked Dr. Fate and Zatanna from their feet and against the far wall, where they crumpled, unconscious.

"What have you done!" Wonder Woman demanded as she stormed over to confront Jinx, only to stop as a cruel chuckle echoed throughout the room that froze everyone in their tracks.

Harry was slowly climbing to his feet, but as he turned to face the Titans, their faces shifted from relief to horror; Raven couldn't help but stare in fear at the same image that had taken Harry's place when she and the other Titans had confronted Voldemort, once again appeared before her.

"Harry?" Raven asked softly, hoping beyond hope that he was still there, "Harry, speak to me!"

"I'm afraid Harry can't come to the phone right now, daughter," Harry replied, his dual pair of red eyes narrowing slightly, "Your friend's little ritual knocked him out."

"Trigon?" Raven asked in horror, "Impossible… I sealed you away!"

"Incorrect, daughter," Trigon-Harry replied with a cruel chuckle, "You sealed me away in you and only you. Imagine my surprise when I felt my power coming from another source. Another child of my blood, and yet not of my blood. Another way to bring this world under my rule!"

"Let Harry go!" Jinx snarled, pink orbs of energy appearing around her clenched fists, "Now!"

"I think not," Trigon-Harry sneered, "Not when he has so much potential to offer his new father."

"You are not his father!" Raven roared, her own demon eyes appearing and making Trigon-Harry grin.

"I have waited a long time for this day, daughter. The day I get to watch you die, and what better way to punish you for daring to stand against me than to make your own brother be the one to kill you."

Raising his arms into the air, Trigon-Harry issued a roar that seemed to shake the entire tower and made everyone clasp their hands over their ears; as they did so, the heroes watched in horror as the sigil containing Trigon-Harry burst into flames until all that was left was a pile of ash.

"Now then," Trigon-Harry grinned cruelly, "Let's play."

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Author's Note:

Before you break out the torches and Pitchforks for ending the chapter there, let me tell you why I did. It is currently 10:30 P.M. where I'm at, and I started writing this chapter at 8:00 A.M. this morning; my hands hurt, and I cannot keep writing, lol. I promise the next chapter will be out ASAP, so until then, please be patient. Love you, guys!