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Death is collecting Lily and James Potter; he brings them before Lady Magic.

James looks around, “Where are we?”

Lily looks at the woman, “Who are you?”

“You are dead,” Death shows them their corpses, “Voldemort killed you, and you are in the viewing room.”

“I am Lady Magic,” she looks into their dark souls, “I am here to show you the consequences of your actions and inactions.” She never ventured into their world, the world they came from is one of the darkest worlds she has ever seen.

“What do you mean?” Lily sees a window appear; she sees Albus put Harry on a doorstep. A few hours later, Petunia opens the door. “NO!”

“Albus knows we don’t want Harry to be raised by her!” James is furious, “How could he?”

“Because Albus doesn’t care about you or Harry.” She looks at them, “He is not the saint you believe him to be.” They will find out soon enough what kind of person Albus is.

“Do something!” Lily can’t believe Albus would do this.

“No. This is part of your punishment. Harry has to pay for your sins.” Lady Magic snaps her fingers, and they are gone until next time.

*-*-*

“Help him!” James has to watch Harry being raped by Vernon. His son is only four years old. Harry is crying and screaming.

“No.” Lady Magic looks at James, “Harry’s suffering is your doing.”

Lily is crying, “He is just a child.”

“I know.”

*-*-*

“How can you stand by and let this happen?” James is crying, Dudley and Vernon are raping Harry. He is now eight years old.

“Because this is his fate,” Lady Magic looks at Lily, “You two cast the dice that led to this.”

“What did we do?” Lily doesn’t know what they did for her son to deserve this. She covers her ears, unable to stomach his cries for help. She hates Albus for putting Harry with them and never checking up on him. She had to watch Petunia beat her son almost to death too many times.

*-*-*

James is relieved, and Harry is at Hogwarts, where he is safe from being raped. Until he watches his son almost die at Voldemort’s hand, and Albus does nothing and sits by to watch Harry put his life on the line. He curses Albus! Harry is not some savior! He is furious when Albus sends Harry back to his relatives despite Harry begging him to stay at Hogwarts.

*-*-*

“Oh god,” Lily vomits. She watched a professor rape Harry and than obliviate him, “Help him. Please.” She starts to beg, “I will do anything. Please stop this!”

“No.” Lady Magic looks at her, “You didn’t help Severus when he was bullied and assaulted by James and Sirius. You had more than one opportunity to speak up, but you chose to remain silent about the abuse you saw. You could have helped him, but did nothing.” She shows her the memory of James assaulting Severus and him lashing out at Lily, calling her a mudblood. “You refused his apology and turned your back on him. He lashed out at you, and he was remorseful and begged for your forgiveness, but you were too petty to accept him. You were quick to turn your back on him once he was sorted into Slytherin.”

“I am sorry.” Lily can’t believe this is all her fault.

*-*-*

James is hugging Sirius, “I am sorry you died. I wish you could have stayed.” He tells him what Harry has been through.

“Why did Harry never say anything to me?” Sirius wants to go back and strangle Albus. “I would have helped him.”

“I don’t know. Lady Magic says this is all our fault.” Lily is hugging herself, “She won’t help him.” She breaks down crying; she has yet to tell James it is all her fault.

“Where is she?” Sirius will give her a piece of his mind.

“How did you die?”

“I discovered Peter was alive, and I broke out of Azkaban. Peter broke into Grimmauld Place and was killed me in my sleep.” He looks at James, “Harry is so much like you. I am sorry I failed you both.”

“I forgive you.”

*-*-*

James is furious; Harry’s life at Hogwarts has been marred with near-death experiences and false friends. It didn’t take him long to figure out that Ron and Hermione are false friends and are only using him. And Albus! That evil man is using Harry as a pawn in his chess game. At least his son won the Triwizard Tournament a few months ago. But to allow a blood quill to be used on students? That is unforgivable! Albus really doesn’t care about his students. He watches through the window again and feels sick. Albus is forcing Harry into having sex with Slughorn to get a memory. He has to look away when Harry just lies there and takes it. The empty haunted look will never leave him.

Sirius hugs James; they can’t keep watching this.

“Are you happy?”

James growls at Lady Magic, “Of course, I am not happy! My son is being used and abused, and you are doing nothing!”

“Why should I do something? You are the reason Severus Snape and Remus Lupin are dead!” She stands taller, her full power emitting from her, “You had the chance to warn Severus about going into the shack and save his life, but you kept silent and were laughing with Black about teaching Snape a lesson,” she looks at James and Sirius, “Because of you two, Severus and Remus are dead! You cared more about getting one up on Severus than your friend! And worse! You kept silent and let anyone believe Remus was a vicious monster.”

“WHAT?” Lily is shocked, “Please tell me this is not true!”

Lady Magic shows her the memory of that fateful day, “They were laughing afterwards. Happy that Severus was dead,” she looks angrily at them, “Severus was supposed to protect Harry and save him. You took that from him.” She is mad, “You killed two of my favorite children!”

Lily walks over to James and Sirius, and she slaps them hard, “This is your fault!”

“Don’t put the blame solely on them. You also did your fair share when Severus asked you for sanctuary, and you denied him.” Lady Magic shows them their sins, “You disgust me.”

Lily can’t even look at James. “I hate you.”

James snorts, “Don’t tell me you care about Snivellus.”

“At least he was honest and not a liar.”

“He was evil,” Sirius feels no remorse, “He never would have saved Harry. He would have killed Harry. All Slytherins are evil.”

*-*-*

Lily is celebrating, Voldemort is dead. Her son killed him. Hopefully, now life will be better for him. But she is only kidding herself, life for Harry doesn’t change. She watches him marry that harlot Ginny, who is only after the money. She knows that the girl has been using love potions on her son. Not that she can do anything. She is disgusted when Ginny lets others have their way with Harry for money. “I am so sorry, Harry.”

James is furious when he sees that most of the Weasleys and Albus spent the Potter fortune. He watches his son become a shell of himself the longer his life goes on. He hates that Lady Magic is not interfering.

Sirius has to look away when Harry gets on the bed for a new customer. This is wrong.

*-*-*

Harry’s has reached his breaking point. He plans on meeting with the goblins; he wants to be his own man and not a puppet anymore. Pansy revealed some harsh truths to him. He looks at the sky, “Why is this happening to me?”

“Because of your parents.”

“Who are you?” He looks at the small child, and there is something different about her.

“I am Lady Magic. You are suffering because of your parents’ inactions and actions.”

Harry starts to cry, “Why? I didn’t deserve to be raped and beaten.”

“No, you didn’t. Sadly, you have to suffer the consequences.”

“What did they do that was so bad?” Harry only heard good things about his parents.

Lady Magic shows him all the foul deeds, “You are also being punished for your godfather’s actions.”

Harry breaks down crying, “It’s not fair.”

“No, it is not, but this is your fate. I could have helped you, but I didn’t.”

“Why not?”

“Because even in the afterlife, your parents and godfather refuse to seek out the people they hurt and apologize. They could have sought out their victims and shown remorse, but they didn’t. Your mother says she is sorry, but they are just empty words. Your godfather is not sorry, nor is your father.” She sighs, “I am sorry, but even I cannot change fate. They killed your soulmate, and that is a grave crime against magic.”

“Soulmate?”

“He was supposed to save you.” She leaves him, knowing Harry will never be free.

James has been watching, “I will apologize to Snivellus.”

“It’s too late,” Lady Magic shakes her head, “And you only want to apologize to help your son, not because you are sorry.”

James says nothing because it is true, “I don’t want to see more.”

“That is not your choice. You will have to watch Harry’s suffering through to the bitter end.”

“You are cruel.”

“Yes.” Lady Magic leaves him and meets Death, “Kill this world.”

Death nods and pushes a button. In half a century, this world will be gone.

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Harry is pushing his food around his plate. He hasn’t been hungry since the bathroom incident. He can feel everyone staring at him, and he just wants to disappear.

Albus is surveying the students; he is worried about Harry. The boy has been silent since the accident. He will call Ginny to his office later and tell her to start working on Harry; she will be a good distraction for him. The doors to the Great Hall burst open, and Mme Bones and two Aurors enter. Albus gets up, “What can I do for you?” He wonders which student is now in trouble.

“I am here to arrest one of your students.” Amelia walks up to Harry, “Harry Potter, you are under arrest for the attempted murder of heir Malfoy.” Harry silently gets up. He holds out his arms. He will accept his punishment. Kingsley puts the cuffs on Harry; he can’t believe Albus tried to cover this up. Amelia holds up a hand, forestalling Albus, “We have heir Malfoy’s memories. Mr. Potter used an illegal spell on a fellow student.”

Before Albus can even say anything, they are gone. He quickly leaves. He needs to get Harry back! He needs him to defeat Voldemort. He floos to the Ministry, he tries to see Harry, but he is blocked at every path. He plays the magical guardian guard, but he is informed that Harry is considered an adult since he had to participate in the Triwizard Tournament. Furiously, he returns to Hogwarts. Scrimgeour won’t let him see Harry! Why is the Minister involved? He hates that Fudge is no longer in power; the man was a pushover and did everything Albus wanted. He is pacing his office when Kingsley arrives, “What can you tell me?”

“It’s not looking good. They have the memories of Harry casting a spell at Draco. Draco had his wand out, but he wasn’t casting a spell. Harry just attacked him, and he admitted he had no idea what the spell was going to do.” Kingsley sighs, “Harry is in a cell, he isn’t allowed any visitors except Aurors to question him. Amelia is handling his case; you know she is fair. His trial is set for next week.”

Albus growls, this is not good! He needs to talk to Severus; he was the one who saved the Malfoy brat. He dismisses Kingsley and stalks down to the dungeons. He barges into Snape’s office.

“I have been called,” Snape can see the fury in Albus’ face, “I have to go,” Severus winces, “I waited as long as I could, but you were not here.”

“Fine,” Albus knows not to leave Voldemort waiting, “We will talk when you get back.” He hopes to fix this situation.

*****

Albus is sitting in his office when Kingsley frantically steps out of the floo, “Harry is dead.”

Albus pales, “What?” He must have misheard.

“Voldemort, he used polyjuice potion and walked into the Ministry and killed Harry.” Kingsley sits down, “He pretended to be me!”

Harry can’t be dead! Albus opens his drawer, and the red light is no longer blinking. “He’s dead.”

“It’s in the paper already,” Kingsley runs a hand over his face, “Our hope to win this war is dead.”

Albus doesn’t know what to say; everything hinged on Harry defeating Voldemort. “I will have to inform the students.” Albus first calls a staff meeting, and he informs everyone of Harry’s death, never noticing Snape’s absence. At breakfast, he informs the students, Everyone is in shock that their savior is dead. Who will save them now?

*****

Harry is slowly waking; he feels a presence at his back. He turns his head and sees black orbs looking at him. “Hey.”

Severus looks at the teen, “Harry Potter is officially dead.”

Harry turns around so he is facing Severus, “Good.” He buries his face into Severus’ chest, “When do you have to go back?”

Severus tightens his hold on Harry, “Albus knows I was called. I will tell him your death was celebrated extensively and that I couldn’t get away. To answer your question, I will return tomorrow.”

“Hmm, good.” Harry yawns, “What time is it?”

“Just past six, we don’t have to get up yet,” Severus puts the covers higher over their naked bodies, “Rest.”

“Hmm, love you.” Harry starts to drift off again.

“Love you too,” Severus kisses the top of Harry’s hair and soon falls back asleep.

*****

Harry is walking into Draco’s bedroom, “Hey. How are you?”

Draco gives him a sleepy smile, “Tired. I am glad when she is here,” Draco is rubbing his six-month pregnant belly, “How does it feel to be dead?”

Harry huffs, “You are like the tenth person who’s asked me that.”

Remus enters, he hands Draco a potion, “Sev made this for you. It’s a mild pepper-up potion.” He sits down next to Draco and rubs his pregnant belly. He feels a kick against his hand and smiles, “I can’t wait to meet her.”

Harry sits down on the edge of the bed. “Have you decided on a name yet?”

“Estrella,” Draco is leaning against Remus, “When are we meeting with the others?”

“This afternoon,” Remus cups Draco's face and kisses him softly, “Sleep. You’ve been through a lot.”

“Hm,” Draco buries under the covers, “Stay.”

“I’ll leave you two,” Harry says and walks towards the library. He is immersed in a book when he feels a hand on his shoulder. He looks up, “Hey Siri.”

Sirius sits down next to Harry, “I can’t believe my plan worked.” He takes a good look at his godson, “You look better.”

“I no longer have to worry about Dumbledore. I am free of him.” Harry chuckles, “And it was a good plan. It allowed both me and Draco to leave Hogwarts. Draco doesn’t have to hide his pregnancy anymore, and I don’t have to pretend to be the golden boy anymore.”

“I still can’t believe Remus knocked Draco up.” Sirius raises an eyebrow, “You and Severus are careful?”

“Yes,” Harry smirks, “Why do you think Sev worked so hard to invent a contraception potion that lasts a year?” Harry laughs at the look on Sirius’ face, “We didn’t want to have to worry each time we had sex. Which is a lot.”

Sirius squeaks, “So the weather is nice.”

“I didn’t know you were such a prude,” Bellatrix sits down next to him. “According to my sources, you stuck your prick into every skirt that moved at Hogwarts. And no one expected Draco to fall pregnant. No one could have foreseen the potion not working for him.”

“Yes, well.” Sirius looks at his cousin; the madness is gone from her eyes. It is still weird to hear her talk sanely. “What brings you here? I thought you were allergic to books.”

“Haha,” she sits down, “I have permission to kill Pettigrew,” she looks at her cousin, “Want to help me catch a rat?”

Sirius quickly gets up. He grabs Bella’s hand, “What are we waiting for?”

*****

Albus is rubbing his forehead. The past two days have been hectic. He looks up when he sees Severus enter, “Tell me everything.”

Severus sits down, “It is as the papers say, the Dark Lord used polyjuice potion, walked into the Ministry as Shacklebolt, walked into Potter’s cell and killed the boy, then walked out.”

“Where did he get the hair from?” Albus can’t believe it was this easy for Voldemort to kill Harry.

“The rat still has access to Grimmauld Place. He took some hair while Kingsley was napping on the couch.” Severus sighs, “The Dark Lord is very happy. The prophecy is fulfilled, no one believes it meant Longbottom.”

“What is his next move?” Albus looks gravely at Severus, “What exactly happened between Malfoy and Potter?”

“I have no idea, I just came upon Mr. Malfoy bleeding out on the floor from multiple cuts and Mr. Potter looking sick. As for the Dark Lord’s next move, I do not know.”

Albus dismisses Severus. He opens his drawer; he needs to go to Gringotts and take charge of Harry’s money. He will do that after the funeral.

*****

Ginny watches as Harry’s casket is lowered into the ground. She sniffles. Harry died before they could get married, but Albus assures her they will still get his money since the marriage contract was signed.

Ron is mad; now he will never get to share in Harry’s fame! Why did he have to go and try to kill Malfoy? He kicks a stone; at least they will still get his money, and he doesn’t have to pretend to be Harry’s friend anymore.

Hermione is crying; she is looking at the people around her. She knows Ginny’s tears are fake, Miss Weasley is playing the grieving mother, and Ron is mad. The only ones really grieving for Harry are the twins, Charlie, Bill, Neville, and Luna.

Albus sighs. He puts a hand on Hermione’s shoulder, “I am afraid our hope now lies with Neville. He will need you to guide him.” He has low hopes for Neville; the boy isn’t powerful enough to stand a chance against Voldemort.

“I will make sure he succeeds,” she wipes away some tears, “I will go to the library and do some research.”

“You are allowed to mourn your friend.”

“I need to do this. I can mourn Harry once Voldemort is defeated.” Hermione apparates to Hogsmeade and takes the carriage back to Hogwarts. She makes her way to the library, making sure she is seen. She walks into the Forbidden Section and sits down. She opens her journal and informs Sirius about Dumbledore’s plans to use Neville.

****

Albus is looking at the students. Harry’s been dead for a month, and his plans for Neville are slow going. Somehow, Lady Longbottom got wind of his plans and gave him an earful. He sips his coffee when the doors to the Great Hall burst open, and he pales when Voldemort strides in. He goes for his wand, but it flies out of his reach and into Hermione’s hand.

Hermione hands the wand to Voldemort, “Here you go, father.”

The Great Hall is silent, the words spoken soon register, and whispers start. Voldemort hugs his daughter, “Well done, my girl.” He looks at Albus, “Hogwarts is ours. You’re fired.”

“What is the meaning of this?” Minerva looks at her student, “Do you know who this man is? He killed your best friend.”

“He is my father and my brother is not dead,” she rolls her eyes, “And I know who Voldemort is. Do you?”

Albus finally finds his voice, “You can’t fire me!”

“Really? I am the Slytherin heir, my son is the Gryffindor heir, my daughter is the Huffepuff heir, and my son-in-law is the Ravenclaw heir. We claimed our titles and are giving you the boot.” He looks at Professor Sprout, “Master Sprout, you are acting headmistress. Professor Flitwick will be your deputy.” He looks at McGonagall, “You’re fired too.”

“Son? Daughter? What is going on?” Albus has trouble understanding what is happening.

“We know everything,” Amelia puts cuffs on Albus, “We know you turned Tom Riddle into Voldemort, kidnapped his children, killed the Potters, have been stealing from several families, and that you have been planning a second war.”

“I did no such thing!” Albus needs to get out of this!

“Molly Weasley sang like a canary. She told us everything. We know the prophecy is fake. Furthermore, Hermione has been telling us everything, too.” Amelia nods at Rockwood, who freezes Albus, “We know you tried to get your hands on Mr. Potter’s money by producing false documents. The goblins were more than happy to help us. They abhor theft.”

“I made sure you couldn’t steal from me again.”

“Harry!” Albus is relieved Harry is not dead. Harry will fix this.

“That is not my name,” he stops at the Gryffindor table, “I, Hadrian Prince Peverell Black Riddle, ask Lady Magic to judge the marriage contract between Ginerva Molly Weasley and me.”

Ginny screams, her skin is all wrinkly, “What did you do to me?” She feels weak and tired.

“Lady Magic punished you for signing an illegal marriage contract,” Hadrian conjures a mirror, and Ginny screams. Her hair is gray, her teeth are crooked, and her face is covered in pimples. He chuckles, “I do hope your future husband likes your new looks. You match.”

Severus reads the new marriage contract, “My my, I know you like older men, Miss Weasley, so it won’t be a problem for you to marry Dumbeldore.”

“WHAT?” Ron is mad, “My sister is not going to marry him!”

“If she doesn’t, she loses her magic,” Hadrian looks at Ron, “You signed the contract as a witness. I wonder what your punishment will be.”

“He is a squib,” Hermione hugs her brother, “I didn’t think you’d show.”

“Couldn’t miss this.” He looks at his father, “The fake seer is dead. She tried to flee when she saw Siri and fell down the stairs, breaking her neck.”

“She reeked of cherry snaps,” Sirius looks at Albus, “Hey Dumbo.”

Ron pales when he sees Sirius, “Why are you not dead? I saw you die!”

“Because we faked everything,” Sirius smirks, “Bella had a lot of fun messing with you.”

“It was so easy,” Bella looks down at Ron, “We know you've been dosing Harry with potions on Dumbedore’s orders. You also failed to realise that I have been pretending to be Hermione for the past three months.”

“But Harry tried to kill Draco!” Ginny groans, her body feels so old, “And I will not marry Dumbledore.”

“Also faked, Draco is at home, and he is fine,” Sirius smirks, “It wasn’t even him in the bathroom. That was me.”

Albus is trying to talk, Amelia removes the silencing spell, “I demand to know what is going on!”

“Haven’t you been listening? We’ve been faking everything since Harry’s third year when we found out the truth,” Sirius crosses his arms over his chest, “I wasn’t the only one who figured out Peter was still alive.”

“Oh, we also faked Cedric’s death,” Voldemort looks at Albus, “They brought me back at the end of Harry’s third year. We faked my other resurrection. Oh, and Peter is dead. He gave a full confession before he died. We know you paid him to betray his friends and infiltrate my ranks.”

“I did no such thing! You are lying. He is going to kill you all!” Albus gasps, “What is happening?”

“You and Ginny need to get married in the next thirty minutes, or you will both die.” Severus raises an eyebrow, “I am sure a few words will suffice.”

“I am not marrying him,” Ginny is crying, “I love you, Harry. We are meant to be! You are meant to be my husband.”

“Hadrian is my husband,” Severus takes Harry’s hand in his, “You only want his money. We found your diary where you laid out how you were going to kill Harry once you had his child.”

“Husband?” Ginny pales, “You married that?”

“Can’t we just kill them and spare us the trouble?” Harry looks at his father, “No one wants to hear their poor excuses.”

“Death is too easy for them, they should suffer,” Voldemort looks at Amelia, “Please take this vermin out of my school.”

Albus, Ginny, and Ron are led away. Bella claps her hands, “I am going to exorcize a ghost. Want to help me, Siri?”

“Sure,” he follows his cousin, wondering what changes the future will bring.

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James is looking at his son, “What’s wrong?”

“Snape! I hate the greasy git. He gave me detention for being out after curfew. I was two minutes too late. I was meeting with Flitwick about my homework, and it ended late, but he didn’t care.” Harry hates his potion professor with a passion.

“That fucker should be in jail, but Albus worked out a deal for him since Snivellus helped take down Voldemort.” James smirks, “Let me call Siri. I have an idea.” James thinks it’s high time someone reminds Snivellus was a nuisance.

Sirius sits down next to his husband and looks at his son, “I hear Snivellus is being a nuisance again.” He wished Voldemort had killed the git.

“Yes,” Harry rants about him, “And he is so mean to me! He deducts points for no reason. He is targeting me.”

“It’s time for you to use your cloak and get back at him.” James and Sirius are teaching him some spells. “Don’t get caught. He is an evil scumbag and needs to be taught a lesson.”

“I know where I can hide and where no one sees me,” Harry smirks, “I can’t wait to teach him a lesson.”

–

Harry is hiding under his cloak. He sees that Snape is alone and casts the spell his father taught him. Snape is hanging upside down, Harry hears a noise, and his concentration is broken, and Snape crashes to the ground. Harry flees and ignores the cries of pain. Later that day, he hears that Snape is in the hospital wing suffering from a broken arm. The next day, Harry gets sweets from his father and godfather for a job well done.

–

Severus is walking towards the Great Hall when someone trips him. He catches himself, but then is flung in the air and stripped down to his boxer and floated into the Great Hall. He feels humiliation overtook him as the students laugh.

Albus is mad; he cancels the spell and helps Severus. He looks at his students, “Everyone who laughed will lose twenty-five points. I am disappointed that you didn’t seek to help out your professor. The students who tried to help their professor will receive ten points each.” He sits back down and sees Severus put on his mask.

–

Sirius is laughing, “Well done, Harry. Serves the git right.” Sirius teaches him another spell, “I am proud of you. Your mother would be proud, too.”

James hands Harry a potion, “Put this on your cauldron when he stands over it.”

A few days later, Harry does as his father instructed him. Harry is sad when nothing happens, but later he hears that Snape is in the hospital wing with stomach problems. When he tells Siri that Snape shat himself, he can hear his laughter all the way down to Hogwarts.

–

Severus knows the Potter brat is the reason for all his recent pranks and injuries. For the past six weeks, the spells Black and Potter loved to use on him have been done to him again. Because no one is seen, Albus can’t do anything. Severus inspects Potter’s potion, “Fail. The color is five shades too dark and not clear enough.” He stares at the teen, “I pity you.”

“Excuse me?” Harry is mad, his potion is not worse than Neville’s.

“That you have to prank me to make yourself feel better. Then again, what can you expect from the spawn of James Potter? You are just like your father, strutting around like you own these halls. But the sad truth is, you are a nobody who thinks you are somebody. Your father and godfather must be so proud of you.”

“At least I am not some washed-up Death Eater who is hated by everybody. And my parents are great people.”

Severus snorts, “Please, the only reason you have friends is that you pay for their stuff. Money doesn’t buy friends. And I don’t care if people hate me.”

“Fuck you, you fucking bastard. I hate you, and I wish you were dead. You’re pathetic. It’s you who has to bully children to make himself feel better.”

“We both know that I am not the bully here. And I have been cleared by the board after the numerous complaints you filed.”

“Maybe you need to get laid to remove that stick up your ass,” Harry smirks, “Then again, who would want to be with someone like you? They’d have to be blind. You’re an ugly bastard who is jealous that my mother chose my father.”

“At least I am not the school’s whore who opens their legs for anyone who is interested. Detention and a hundred fifty points from Gryffindor for disrespecting a teacher,” Severus gets up and towers over Harry, “Your mother was like a sister to me, and she would be ashamed and disappointed to see how you turned out. Now get out!”

–

Harry is complaining to his father again, “I want that git gone! He insulted mother!” He tells him everything.

Sirius smirks, “I have an idea.” He needs to consult his book. Later in bed, he tells James his idea. James laughs and shows Sirius how much he likes his idea.

–

Albus is listening to Kingsley, “Is this a joke?”

“I am afraid it is not.” Kingsley sighs, “Call Severus.”

Severus enters ten minutes later, “Minister, Headmaster.” He sits down, and he can see by the look on their faces that something happened. “What is wrong?”

“Harry Potter filed rape charges against you.” Albus holds up his hand, “We know you are innocent. The spell placed upon you prevents you from harming any student.”

“Someone used a glamor and pretended to be you,” Kingsley sighs, “We know that a spell was used on Harry to make it look like he was raped.”

“Black and Potter,” Severus closes his eyes, “They hate me. They blame me for Lily’s death. I bet Potter wishes he hadn’t stopped me from going to see Remus in fifth year.”

“What are you talking about?” Albus leans forward, “Severus, what happened in fifth year?” This is the first year he’s hearing about this.

Severus tells him and provides the memories, “I thought you knew.”

“Minerva never told me,” Albus is mad, and he will deal with her later.

–

Harry is lying in a hospital bed, the spell hurts like a motherfucker, but he bears the pain if it means getting rid of Snivellus. He looks at his father, “Is Snape gone?”

“Not yet,” James frowns, “He should be rotting in Azkaban already.” James wonders what is taking so long.

There is a knock on the door, Kingsley enters, followed by Aurors, “James Potter, Harry Potter, you are under arrest.”

“For what?” James is surprised when cuffs are placed on his wrists.

“Conspiracy for starters. We know it was you who pretended to be Snape, and Sirius pretended to be Harry when you faked the rape. We also know about the spell you used on Harry to make it look like he was raped.”

“Snape is lying. Whatever he said is a lie. He raped me!” Harry cries, “He hurt me. He said it was revenge.”

“Stop the crocodile tears, we know they are fake,” Rockwood puts the cuffs on Harry, “Black has been arrested for the attempted murder of Snape twenty years ago.”

Kingsley looks at James and Harry, “Lily would be so furious with you. I hope it was worth throwing your lives away.”

Rockwood cancels the spell on Harry, “We have Black’s wand, we know he cast the spell.”

Harry, for the first time in his life, is scared.

–

Lucius is presenting the evidence against The Potters and Black, “As you can clearly see, they intended to frame my client for a serious crime to get back at him for simply doing his job. And before Mr. Potter accuses my client of singling him out and being only harsh on him, let me show you the evidence to the contrary.” More evidence is shown, “Mr Snape treats all his students the same. While his tone may be harsher with Mr. Potter for the lack of respect Mr. Potter shows towards his teacher, does not mean he has targeted Mr. Potter.” Lucius brings up the past pranks, “I talked to the ghosts and portrait, and they can confirm that it was indeed Mr. Potter who has been ‘pranking Mr. Snape, and he is responsible for the broken arm my client suffered, among other injuries.”

James, Sirius, and Harry say nothing as more evidence is presented. Voices ring out when they watch the memory of Sirius telling Snape to go to the shack where Remus is changing. Remus is furious, “I could have killed him! Did you not care what it would do to me?” Now he understands why Lucius wanted him here.

Sirius hangs his head, “I am sorry. I just wanted to teach Snivellus a lesson.” He looks at Remus, “I would have made sure nothing happened to you.”

“I don’t believe you,” Remus shakes his head and gives his testimony, “They hate Severus for simply existing. I also believe they were jealous of his good grades, and James hated that Severus was friends with Lily Evans. McGonagall never did anything against their bullying. I always went to her, but she never talked to them. She promised me she would talk to the headmaster, but now I know she never did.”

“Minerva McGonagall has been fired from Hogwarts, and she will have her own trial,” Lucius presents more evidence against the accused.

The trial continues, Harry remains steadfast in his testimony, “Snape raped me! He is framing my fathers because he hates them. He is a mean bastard who abused his power to corner me and take advantage of me.”

“It couldn’t have been Mr Snape. His movements are monitored, and the goblins put a spell on him that prevents him from harming students.” Lucius shows them where Severus was, “As you can see, he was in the Forbidden Forest, Firenze, the centaur can attest to that. Furthermore, my client is incapable of raping anyone.” He looks at Severus, who nods, “He is a eunuch.”

James pales, Sirius snickers, Harry is confused, “A what?”

“It means he has no cock.”

Harry starts to cry, Sirius howls in laughter, “Snivellus has no cock. That is great. I hope someone ripped it off you.”

“Shut up, Siri,” James realises they are in deep shit.

“Enough,” Kingsley looks at the trio, “We know you are guilty. Do you have anything to say in your defense?”

“We are innocent! We did nothing wrong!” Sirius snarls at Snape, “He should be the one on trial! He is a Death Eater scum who should rot in Azkaban. Who cares if we bullied him? He’s no one.”

“Severus Snape is the one who defeated Voldemort. He is the reason that the madman is dead and will never come back.” Kingsley looks down at them, “He is the reason all the other Death Eaters are in jail.”

“He is the reason my wife is dead!” James is furious, “He killed Lily.”

“Peter Pettigrew killed Lily Potter. Severus Snape had nothing to do with her death. As a matter of fact, Severus asked the Dark Lord to spare Lily and her son. It was Pettigrew who went against Voldemort’s wishes and tried to kill Lily.” Lucius smirks, “He was torn to pieces by Bella for disregarding an order.”

James snaps his mouth shut. He never knew this.

“Sirius Black, for the attempted murder, you will serve fifty years in Azkaban. For the conspiracy against Mr. Snape, you will spend another ten years in Azkaban. James Potter, for your past assaults and conspiracy, you will spend twenty-seven years in Azkaban. Harry Potter, for your assault and partaking in the conspiracy, your wand will be snapped, your magic will be bound, and you will be banned from the wizarding world, and you will no longer have access to your vaults. You will be living with a squib family of our choosing. James Potter, Sirius Black, you will be paying damages to Severus Snape. Two hundred thousand galleons each.” Kingsley hits the gavel, “Get this trash out of here.”

Harry watches as his father and godfather are taken away. A young girl steps in front of him, “I am Lady Magic. I have a message for you from your mother. She wants me to tell you that she is disappointed in you and she hates the person you have become.” Lady Magic leans closer, “You had a creature inheritance, and Severus was your mate. When your wand was snapped, I took that from you.”

“What?” Harry sees a future play out in his mind, and he starts to cry, “I am sorry.”

“No, you’re not. I know that your tears are fake. Your soul is rotten and cannot be saved. Not anymore.” Lady Magic knows what the future awaits Harry and she doesn’t pity him at all.

Chapter Text

Severus is immersed in his chemistry work, and he doesn’t hear his name being called. He is startled when he feels a hand on his arm, “Harry?”

Harry is bouncing up and down on his feet, “Have you watched the news?”

“No, I have been here all day. Something happened?”

“It passed.”

“What passed?”

“It is legal.” Harry is giddy, “It’s finally legal.”

“What is?” Severus is at a loss; he has no idea what his partner of fourteen years is babbling about.

Harry looks softly at his boyfriend. He wraps his arms around Severus’ waist, “Gay marriage is legal. We can get married now.” He wants nothing more than to be Severus’ husband.

Severus sees the big smile on Harry’s face and matches him, “We can get married,” he kisses Harry hard. He never thought he would actually see the day. He resigned himself to being only Harry’s partner, never his husband.

Harry takes a step back, he goes down on one knee, he opens a small box, “Severus Snape, will you marry me?”

“Yes,” Severus pulls Harry up for another kiss, “Yes.”

Harry puts the simple silver band on Sev’s finger, “We should call Luna, she told me we could have our wedding at her venue if the time ever came.”

“Knowing her, she has everything ready,” and Severus is right, two days later, they are standing before an officiant.

“We are gathered here today to witness the joining of Severus Snape and Harry Potter in matrimony. Today is a day many have looked forward to, and the day has finally come when these two souls can legally marry. Since you waited years for this, I will not keep you waiting any longer. Please exchange the rings.”

Severus puts the ring on Harry’s finger, “I love you, you are the light in my life and make my life worth living for. I was in a dark place, and you pulled me out of the darkness and into the light. Our beginning wasn’t easy, and you stuck by me even though I made it very hard for you. When you didn’t leave after I broke down, I knew you were in it for the long haul, and my life has been better with you in it. I love that you never gave up on me and loved me even in my worst moments. With this ring I promise to stand by your side, support and love you no matter what for the rest of my life.”

Harry sniffles. He takes the ring and places it on Severus’ finger, “I love you too, so much it scares me sometimes. We had our struggles and fights, but we never gave up. You say I never gave up on you, but you also never gave up on me. You were there when my life shattered and put me back together. You were my rock through the hard times, and your love gave me strength. You are the love of my life, and fighting for you and us was worth it. With this ring, I promise to keep fighting for us, to support you, and I will keep loving you through the good and bad for the rest of my life.”

The officiant clears his throat, “Beautiful words. Those rings symbolize your union and love for eachother. May your days be blessed with nothing but happiness. You may kiss.”

Harry pulls Severus into his arms and dips him before kissing him. Severus smiles against his lips and kisses back. They sign their marriage license and join the festivities.

Two weeks later, they are in a graveyard, Harry puts some flowers on the grave, “I wish you could have been there. I wish we could have had a joint wedding.”

Severus lights a candle on the grave of his godson Draco, “I hope you and Remus are together wherever you are. I cannot thank you enough for talking some sense into me. If it wasn’t for you, I never would have let Harry in.” He looks at Remus’ grave, “I have been taking good care of your godson, like I promised I would. We both miss you.”

Harry wipes away some tears, “It’s not fair. They should have gotten the same chance as us. Lucius should be dead and not them. I hate him for killing them.”

“He is having an awful time in prison,” Severus pulls Harry into his arms, “Let’s go home.”

Chapter Text

Luna puts the Elderwand, the resurrection stone, and the invisibility cloak in a circle, “Death, I summon thee.”

Death appears, “Mistress.” He sits down, “I’ve been waiting for you to summon me.”

“I had to gather some facts first.” She looks at him, “Harry is dead, Voldemort won.”

“Yes.”

“How much can I change when I go back in time?”

“Not much, this is one of the darker worlds where hope and light have a difficult time striving. A lot of things have to happen in this world. Plus, you can only go back to the last fixed point.”

“Which is?”

“Delphi being born.”

“That barely gives me a year before Harry gets killed. Can you give me documents? Harry will need proof, and he will know it is true when it comes from me.” Luna frowns, “What are the other fixed points?”

“Peter returning to Voldemort and Remus disappearing. And I can get you the documents you need.”

“Why can’t I go back to any other point in between?”

“Because this world relies on fixed points to survive. Only one can be undone. This world was an experiment by the higher powers. Even they did not foresee this. You are lucky you could even summon me, and that you can go back.”

“Lucky me. Can you influence people?”

“No, but I can make them feel safe, or I can unlock feelings they buried.”

“Can you make sure Harry trusts Snape? I know he does, but would never admit it for fear of the others' reaction.”

“I can do that. How are you going to get to him? He is being watched.”

“Oh, I have an idea,” she gives him a sad smile, “I know who Harry was in love with before he was dosed with love potions and was trapped by Ginny. I will make sure they have a shot at happiness.”

Death smirks. He has figured out her plan, “It will work.”

“How do you know?”

“Severus and Harry are soulmates; in most worlds, they find their way to each other.”

“Good,” Luna gets up, “No time like the present. Take me to the second day of the summer holidays 1996.”

“Yes mistress.”

-/-/-/-

Luna has gathered all the evidence she needs. It took her a few months, but she is ready to enact her plan and save her world. She is walking the seventh-floor corridor when Professor Snape turns the corner, “Professor. A moment of your time, please.”

“Miss Lovegood,” Snape raises an eyebrow when doors appear. He follows her inside, “I take it you don’t want to be overheard.”

“I do not.” Luna sits down, “First off, Albus is not dying; he has faked the curse. He plans on having a copy of him die instead of him. After Voldemort is defeated, he will come back and tell everyone how you and he set up this elaborate plan. By that time, you will be dead. Secondly, the horcrux hunt he has taken Harry on is a waste of time. Horcruxes are not real. It’s all made up. The scar Harry has, it is a dark glamor.”

“Because the prophecy is fake.” Severus sighs, “I have come to the same conclusion.”

“Yes,” she hands him a folder, “There is more. I need you to tell Harry. He has eyes on him, and they always make sure he is not alone. Show this to him, more will show up for his eyes only.”

“What should we do?”

“France is nice this time of the year,” Luna gets up, “Goodbye, Professor.”

-/-/-/-

Severus is pacing in his office, he is waiting for Potter to show up for his detention. After what he learned yesterday, he needs to talk to the boy. There is a knock on the door, and he tells the teen to enter.

“Sir,” Harry immediately goes towards the cauldrons.

“No, not today,” Severus takes a deep breath, “You and I need to talk.”

“About what Sir?” Harry wonders what Snape would need to talk to him about.

Severus casts several privacy spells, “The Horcruxes you and Dumbledore have been hunting are not real.” He takes a step closer to Harry, “The scar on your forehead is not a Horcrux.”

“Excuse me?” Harry touches his scar, “And what do you mean my scar is not a Horcrux?”

Severus pinches the bridge of his nose, “You didn’t know? Of course you didn’t,” he mumbles to himself, “God forbid someone actually tells you what is going on.” He takes a deep breath, “The scar on your forehead is fake. It is a dark glamor spell. I can remove it.” Luna nudged him in the right direction.

“Yes,” Harry has been trying to get rid of his scar for years. “Is that why I have been having nightmares, feeling so angry?”

Severus raises his wand and removes it. He holds up a mirror, “There, gone. And yes, it does.”

“How do you know about the Horcruxes? Dumbledore made him swear not to tell anyone.”

“Your friend Luna told me, and I had a talk with Slughorn,” Severus sits down, “He told me Tom Riddle asked him about horcruxes almost sixty years ago. He also told me that Horcruxes are made up and that splitting your soul is impossible. Confirming what Luna told me.”

“I have to tell Dumbledore.” Harry is ready to leave when a hand stops him.

“He knows, Albus knows.” Severus shows him the diadem, “This was in the room of requirement. It is supposed to be a Horcrux.” He hands it to Harry, “What can you feel?”

Harry takes it, he feels cold and creepy, “Anger, cold, malice,” he puts it on the table, “If it is not a Horcrux, what is it?”

“Dark magic. Albus and Tom created them together. Albus put it here.”

“I don’t understand,” Harry is lost, “If Dumbledore knows, then why?”

“Tom Riddle is not Voldemort’s real name; his real name is Adrian Grindelwald Dumbledore. He is the son of Gellert Grindelwald and Albus Dumbledore. The real Tom Riddle died in the orphanage, and they gave Adrian Tom’s identity so he could wreak havoc. Albus, Gellert, and Adrian have been waging war on our world for decades because it is fun for them.” Severus hands him a folder, “Your friend Miss Lovegood gave this to me. She told me some things are only for your eyes. It was quite the shock to find out that everything had been planned for ages.”

Harry starts to read, and he starts to get angry, “My parents died for nothing! The prophecy is fake! You were set up to overhear it and not even all of it.”

“It is. I realised it was fake some time ago. The more I thought about it, the less sense it made to me. Prophecies are not made to make sense. They generally are more cryptic. This prophecy was too specific.” Severus hands him a glass of fire whiskey, “ They made sure I was isolated and joined the Death Eaters and became Albus’ spy. They pushed the right buttons to make me fall in line. You and I have been pawns in their game. Because that is what it is to them, a game.” Severus gets up, “I want you to see a memory.”

Harry joins him in the pensive,

Albus looks at Severus, “There will come a time when Harry Potter must be told something. But you must wait until Voldemort is at his most vulnerable.”

“Tell him what?”

“On the night Lord Voldemort went to Godric’s Hollow to kill Harry, and Lily Potter cast herself between them, the curse rebounded. When that happened, a part of Lord Voldemort’s soul latched itself onto the only living thing it could find: Harry himself.”

Snape stares in disbelief. Dumbledore nods.

“There’s a reason Harry can speak with snakes. There’s a reason he can look into Lord Voldemort’s mind. A part of Lord Voldemort lives inside him.”
“So when the time comes, the boy must die.”
“Yes. And Voldemort himself must do it. That is essential.”
Snape nods, pondering all of this. His voice is bitter, “You’ve kept him alive so that he can die at the proper moment. You’ve been raising him like a pig for slaughter.”
“But this is touching, Severus. Don’t tell me you’ve grown to care for the boy?” Albus’ tone is mocking.
Snape eyes Dumbledore fiercely, then, “Expecto Patronum.” A blast of light bursts from his wand, soars out the window: a silver doe
“Lily. After all this time?”
“Always.”
They leave the memory, Harry’s shoulders hunched, “He planned my death.”

“He has. His son is going to kill you, and then he will defeat his son, who will join his father in Nurmengard, and I imagine in a few years his grandson or granddaughter will start a new war.” Severus puts a comforting hand on the teen’s shoulder, “Miss Lovegood told me that once I showed you the memory, more would be revealed to you.”

“My mother, who was she to you?” He never knew Snape knew her. Then again, he doesn’t know much about his mother.

“My best friend was like a sister to me, and I loved her dearly. I can show you more memories of us as children.”

“I would love that.” Harry sits back down and continues to read, his magic lashes out at what he reads, “Fucking hell! That fucker paid Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Molly to be my friends and family. He’s been using my vault! I didn’t even know I had this kind of money!” He reigns in his anger, “Me meeting Ron was a damn set-up!”

“May I?” Severus takes the folders and reads, his anger is mounting, “How did you not know? Didn’t your family tell you?”

Harry snorts, “Aunt Petunia hates magic, and if she had known about the money, she would have kept it for herself.”

“Did you just say Petunia?” Severus gets up and starts to pace, “Albus told everyone you were raised by a loving family. That you were spoiled. Everyone believed his word,” he takes a deep breath, “I know Petunia, she is a spiteful woman. Let me guess, growing up was less than pleasant.”

“How do you know her? And it was, they beat and starved me. I asked Dumbledore if I could stay here, but he told me I had to go back because of the protective wards.” Harry rubs his temple, “What should we do now?”

“I knew your mother before Hogwarts and met Petunia. Albus loves to send abused children back to their abusers; he did it to me and countless others.” He looks at the teen, “I am sorry, Harry. Albus told me how to behave towards you. He told me if I was nice towards you, the Death Eater children would tell their parents, and that would put me in a difficult spot once Voldemort returned. Of course, now I know why he knew that his son would be back. He orchestrated everything. I wonder who else knows.” He sits down next to Harry, “If it were up to me, I would take you and leave this place. Let them have their little war.”

“Why can’t we leave?” Leaving sounds good to Harry.

Severus rolls up his sleeve, “Because of this. If I were to take you and leave, Voldemort would kill me through it. He killed Lucius through the mark, and he was in another country.”

Harry grabs Severus’ arm, and he looks at the mark and the snake. He forcefully tells the snake to leave.

Severus’ arm starts to burn and itch, and he sees the snake crawl out of his skin and fall to the floor. The snake hisses and launches at him when Harry kills it. Severus looks down at his bare arm, then at the ashes of the snake, then at Harry. “You removed my mark.” He doesn’t think about anything when he pulls Harry into a quick, hard kiss. He takes a step back, “Sorry,” he can’t believe he just did that.

Harry blushes, “It’s okay,” Merlin’s pants. This kiss was the best kiss of his life. “So we can leave now?” He turns red, “And I wouldn’t mind doing that again.”

“Yes, if that is what you want. I no longer want to be a pawn in a war that has been planned for ages.” Severus takes a step closer to Harry, “I want to make them pay.” He lifts Harry’s chin and pecks his lips, “From here on out, we stay together.”

“Answer me a question first,” Harry looks into Snape’s eyes, “No lying.”

Severus nods.

“Do you know what happened to Remus? I know you are the reason he had to leave Hogwarts.”

“Yes.” He sits down, “Remus is living in France. It is not safe for him to contact you, since you are being watched. What do you know about Remus’ wolf?”

“Only that he is one. Why?”

“Remus is an alpha wolf, which is rare among wolves, and when he was teaching here, he found his mate. Long story short, he knocked his mate up, and Albus found out. We decided I should go to the board and expose him as a werewolf before Albus could strike. We believe he was going to have Remus’ mate killed.”

“It’s Draco. That is why his father removed him from school.” Harry snorts, “Ron said you killed Remus.”

“Draco and Remus are married, they got married shortly after Draco’s fourteenth birthday,” Severus shows Harry a picture, “We can join them. I am sure they would be happy to help us.”

“I wish Remus had taken me with him,” he hands the picture back, “I have a confession to make.” He shows him his potions book, “I have developed a crush on the half-blood Prince and I know it is you. I recognised the handwriting.” He looks at Snape, “I’ve had a crush on you since the first year. But buried my feelings, but now I don’t want to bury them any longer.”

“I must admit that I have developed an attraction to you this year. You’ve grown into a fine young man.” he cups Harry’s face, “May I kiss you?”

“Yes,” Harry wraps his arms around Severus’ neck, and they kiss. He opens his mouth and lets Snape’s tongue into his mouth. He squeaks when Snape pulls him into his lap. The kiss grows deeper and hungrier, “Bedroom.”

“Are you sure?” Severus moans when Harry bears down hard on him. He carries Harry into his bedroom and makes love to the teen for the next hour. “Merlin, this was a revelation.”

“We should do that again,” Harry is panting, his body feeling relaxed, “Was I any good?”

“Harry, I only had drunken fumbles, never anything like that. I never knew it could be like this.”

“Oh,” Harry blushes, “Good.”

Severus kisses Harry, “We should get dressed and leave before your housemates come looking for you.”

“Dobby,” Harry looks at his elf, “Gather my stuff and bring it here.”

“Dobby already did. Mistress Luna told Dobby to be prepared. Dobby will take you to Wolfie.”

“Let me get my stuff first,” Severus flicks his wand, and after ten minutes, all his belongings are stuffed in a suitcase, “I’m ready.”

Dobby grabs their hands and takes them away.

-/-/-/-

Albus is pacing in his living room at Nurmengard. “Any luck?” It’s been four years since Snape and Potter disappeared.

“No,” Adrian sits down, “How did Severus remove the mark? It should have been impossible.”

“I don’t know, son,” Albus sits down, “How is Delphi?” Albus loves his granddaughter; she will do big things.

“Terrorizing the other Death Eaters,” Adrian hands his father a list, “Who should I kill first?”

“The twins. Molly wants them gone.” Albus smiles when his husband enters, “How did it go?”

“Successful, everyone believes Augusta killed her son and daughter-in-law. Neville is yours.” He kisses Albus; he can’t wait to celebrate later. “Augusta is with Rowle, waiting for the next phase of the plan.”

“Excellent,” Albus looks at Adrian, “I will let you into the castle. People will believe Sybill let you in. We need to eliminate her.”

“I will take Bella with me. I want to fuck her in the hack’s blood.” Adrian yawns, “What about the Malfoys?”

“I don’t know where they are. I looked at the Black tapestry, the Malfoy brat, and the wolf have three children. Narcissa has remarried, a Muggle from what I can tell. You told me Severus and Lucius hated each other. I doubt Severus is with his spawn.”

“They did, Lucius was jealous of Severus. He thought I was sleeping with him,” Adrian snorts, “I’ve been sleeping with Bella from the day I met her. I am not into guys. I think Lucius was in the closet, as they say, and he himself wanted to fuck Severus. Hell, I never knew Severus was gay until you told me he fucked Harry in his bed.”

“I should have put a chastity spell on the brat,” Ginny was furious when she found out Harry had sex with Snape.

“You need to work on the public. They need to make noise and get Harry to return to save them. He is, after all, their savior.” Gellert looks at his husband, “What about the marriage contract between Harry and Ginny? Maybe it is time to enact it. It should bring Harry to us.”

“I am still looking for it. I can’t remember where I put it.” Albus looks at his watch, “I have to go back.” He goes back to Hogwarts, he greets Professor Granger and Weasley, “Everything in order?”

“I had to discipline some snakes,” Ron smirks, “They scream a lot,” an evil gleam crosses his eyes, “I love how tight they are.”

“Just make sure no one falls pregnant, I don’t want to raise your mistake,” Hermione looks at Albus, “I tried the locating spell I found, it showed me the dungeons again.” Every locating spell they tried only ever led them to the dungeons.

“Keep looking, they are out there somewhere.” It never enters Albus’ mind that they discovered his secrets.

-/-/-/-

Harry is reading a book when he feels a tug on his magic. He puts his book down and walks outside, “They filed it.”

Severus looks up, “I wonder what happened to them.” He cleans his hands and gets up, “Since you are still here and in one piece, whatever they did backfired.”

“Luna will tell us,” Harry wraps his arms around his husband, “Unfortunately for them, I am happily married.” They got married the same day they left, at first it was a marriage of convenience to protect Harry, but over the days, weeks, months, and years, they fell more and more in love.

“That we are,” Severus pecks Harry’s lips, “Want to shag in the gazebo?”

An hour later, they are back inside. Harry sits down on the chair. “We should inform the others.”

“After you’ve shagged me on the table,” Severus feels frisky today, “It’s my turn to feel you inside me.”

Harry laughs and proceeds to shag his husband silly.

They head inside and floo the Malfoy residence two hours later. They head into the living room, Severus sits down and pulls Harry into his lap, “They filed the marriage contract.”

Remus laughs, “About damn time, it’s been what? Six years now?” He picks up his youngest; he and Draco have eight children, and Draco is pregnant again. No matter what they try, contraceptives don’t work for them.

“Luna told us she hid it very well.” Luna, being Master of Death, was a surprise to them all. Unfortunately, the rules of this world are limited, and she can only save a handful of people. If the balance is tipped, the world is destroyed.

“How is Neville?” Draco rubs his pregnant belly; he hopes this is the last one.

“Still coming to terms with everything,” Harry sighs, “It was a hard blow for him to find out that his grandmother is in league with Albus and is Voldemort’s godmother, and that they wanted him dead to lure me out.”

Narcissa holds up the newspaper, “They sure are putting pressure on you to return.”

Where is our Savior, Harry Potter? How many more people have to die before he saves us?

“It’s the same as always. Wondering where you are. If Severus killed you. If you left on your own free will. What you’ve been up to. How can you stand by and let all these people die? Ginny is quoted on how much she misses you and is waiting for you to return so you can resume your relationship.”

Remus snorts, “More like so she can get her hands on his money.”

“How have they not noticed that the vault they have been going into is fake?” Draco yawns, “I think I am pretty sure that Pansy told me she saw Ginny wearing your mother’s wedding ring.”

“Because the thought that someone is onto them is ridiculous to them,” Severus kisses the nape of Harry’s neck, “And they don’t run tests to see if they have fakes.” They are lucky the goblins are helping them; they couldn’t have done a few things.

Luna appears in the room, “Oh, good, you’re all here. Let me show you what happened. Let me remind you that it was Albus, Ginny, Ron, Hermione, and Molly who signed the contract. And Harry’s signature was forced when Adrian used the Imperius curse on him.” She looks at Harry and Severus, “I am sorry, but everyone will know about what you suffered through.”

Severus tightens his hold on his husband. Death told them about their missing memories last year. Both were shocked and angry, and they are still in therapy to work through everything. “I knew it was inevitable.”

Harry hangs his head, “I wish they didn’t have to know. People will pity me and come to me with false platitudes.”

“We will simply ignore them,” Severus turns Harry’s face and looks into his eyes, “No one knows where we are. And I bet the people will be too busy putting out fires to focus on that.”

“He is right,” Luna waves her hand, and a memory plays.

Albus hands Grinook the marriage contract, “I would like to file this.” He finally found it, and to his delight, he added a spell that will apparate Harry next to him once it is filed.

Grinook takes it, he reads it over, “Everything seems in order.” He puts a stamp on it. As soon as the stamp touches the parchment, it goes up in flames, and one flame shoots towards Albus, hitting him square in the chest. More flames shoot out and are looking for their targets.

Albus collapses to the floor, black veins creep up his face, his eyes pop open, they are blood red. His mouth opens, and a snake crawls out of his mouth. The snake curls around Albus and squeezes him. Albus’ voice is monotone when he speaks.

“I am Albus Grindelwald Dumbledore. My family and I have been controlling this world for decades. My husband and I created the first war to eliminate our opposition. I never dualed him; we simply sat down and played chess. He has been living in our home in Nurmengard since he had to take a step back from the spotlight. He has been working in the shadows ever since, experimenting on muggles and creating new potions and spells. Tom Marvolo Riddle died in the orphanage when one of the older boys raped him to death. My son, Adrian Grindelwald Dumbledore, took his identity and started two wars to eliminate more of our opposition. We planned it all. They are playing the bad guys while I play the good guy. The prophecy is fake; it was made up by us. I forced Sybill to speak it, and I made sure Snape overheard half of it. I needed an excuse to go after the Potters. The Horcruxes are fake, it was made up by us. We are not immortal. It was just something to create fear. Harry Potter was supposed to die at my son’s hand, and I was supposed to pretend to defeat him after my miraculous return so my son could start working in the shadows and groom his daughter Delphi to be the next Dark Lady. I would guide Hermione to defeat her. But Harry disappeared, and I had to change plans.”

The snake coils tighter around Albus.

“I am a Dark Lord. I killed the Potters and Sirius Black that night on Halloween, not my son. I used polyjuice potion and pretended to be him. I have been stealing from my students for decades and have killed those who became a problem. I also have been stealing from Hogwarts. I placed Harry Potter with his muggle hating relatives against his parents’ wishes. I wanted him to be abused, and I laughed when I sent him back to them after he begged me not to. I did the same with Severus Snape. I was the one who made sure Snape became a Death Eater. I was the one who made sure his friendship with Lily Evans imploded. I was the one who covered up Sirius Black raping Snape in sixth year. I obliviated Snape everytime Black raped him. I was the one who killed the child Snape was carrying. I was the one who covered up Ron Weasley raping Harry Potter for years. I obliviated Harry numerous times. I am the one who covers up Ron Weasley raping Slytherin students. I am the one who covers up Hermione Weasley using Slytherin students as test subjects. I have used the unforgivables on my students because it is fun for me. I have no remorse. I do not care about any of you. I would kill you all and fuck my husband in your blood to be recognized as the greatest wizard ever.”

The snake hisses.

“We have planned the next war. We profit from the wars and are rich. We kill because we love to kill. We have a game to see who kills the most and who does the most damage. It is all just a game to us. We don’t care that we are killing our world. We only care about ourselves. If Harry Potter returns, I will kill him myself for not falling in line.

Albus collapses again, the snake bites Albus, her eyes gleaming. “The truth is revealed at last.”

The scene changes, and Granger is in the dungeons.

Hermione has a second year tied to a chair, she forces his mouth open and pours a potion down their throat. The student convulses, and foam comes out of his mouth. Suddenly, Hermione collapses, and Kingsley appears in the room. He quickly looks after the students and sends them to St. Mungos with an emergency portkey. He checks on Hermione when she lets out an inhuman scream. She is panting and coughing up hair. The hair starts to crawl all over her body like vines, embracing her. She goes still, her head snaps back, her eyes are glassy, and a smaller snake leaves her mouth.

“My name is Hermione Weasley. My birth name is Hermione Grindelwald Dumbledore. Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald are my fathers. Adrian Grindelwald Dumbledore is my brother. The real Hermione Granger is a squib and lives her life in the Muggle world. I have been using compulsions on Harry Potter since I met him to make him fall in line. I was the one who made sure he would choose Gryffindor. I was the one who guided him on the small adventures on my father’s orders. I made sure he stayed on his path.”

The snake hisses.

“I am not a Muggle-born, I hate Muggles. They all need to be exterminated before they kill us all. I have cheated on my exams. My father has given me a potion to make me smarter, and I have received test answers ahead of time. I made sure no one else surpassed me. The brightest witch of her age is something my brother came up with.”

The snake hisses again.

“I used a time turner in third year to kill Peter Pettigrew. He was a danger to my family. He knew our secrets and was a liability. I am a Dark Lady who is teaching her niece to be nice, but cruel about it. I have been teaching her to mask her true self. I experiment on children because they are weak and pathetic. I killed my own child because it was weak and not strong enough. I feel no remorse, they all deserve to be used for the Greater Good.

The room changes to a bedroom.

Ron is pounding into a crying first-year student who is tied to the bed. Suddenly, he collapses on top of the child. Mme Bones appears in the room. She quickly pulls Ron off the crying child and unties the kid. She stuns Ron and takes the child to the hospital. She returns and sees black goo ooze out of Ron’s cock. The goo covers him, and his skin starts to burn. Ron is laughing when a snake crawls out of his mouth.

“My name is Ronald Weasley. Albus Dumbledore is my grandfather. My mother is his daughter. He paid me to be friends with Harry Potter and keep him ignorant of our world. We made sure Harry didn’t ask any questions and did as we wanted him to act. Grandfather let me rape Harry whenever I wanted. Harry cried like a little bitch. My grandparents promised me I was going to share in the glory when Harry defeated my uncle. My uncle told me he would make sure Harry was tortured by his Death Eaters. I am a secret Death Eater. I have the dark mark. Dumbledore fudged my scores so I could pass school. He doesn’t care that I rape my students; it amuses him when I tell him they scream and cry for their daddies. My grandfather always makes sure they can’t tell; he obliviates them. Hermione doesn’t care that I take my pleasure on the side. She is fucking the Lestrange brothers after all, and every other Death Eater who wants to have a go. I was the one who killed Colin Creevy in our second year. He got on my nerves, so I drowned him in the Great Lake. I was the one who poisoned Katie Bell. I wanted her out of the way so I could be Gryffindor Quidditch captain.”

The snake hisses.

“We have been looking for Potter so we can kill him and get his money. When we find him, I tie him to my bed and fuck him raw and put my baby in him. I will cut my child out of his belly and kill it in front of him. We all were promised revenge on him for abandoning us.”

The scene changes again.

Ginny is looking at herself in the mirror when the mirror explodes, and the glass shards pin her against the wall and cut her open. She screams when a shard enters her mouth and cuts down her throat. She is gurgling blood when a snake crawls out of her mouth.

My name is Ginerva Weasley. I dosed Harry Potter with a love potion in my fifth year. The plan was for me to rape him, get pregnant and force him to marry me to save face. Harry Potter was supposed to marry me so we could get his money. I was supposed to have his child to continue the Potter line. Grandfather promised me I would be Lady Potter. The marriage contract would have made Harry my slave. He would have to do as told. He would have to be faithful while I could still have some fun.”

The snake hisses.

I followed my uncle Adrian into the Chamber of secrets and I killed Argus Filch and Mrs. Norris. It was my initiation into his ranks. He took my virginity that day. We have been having sex ever since. I killed Bellatrix; she was in my way. We had sex on her remains, and we conceived our child, Judas. Judas and Delphi will start another global war and bring upon a new age.”

She falls down to the ground, and blood is pooling beneath her body.

The room changes again.

Molly is drinking tea when her head turns 360° degrees, a snake emerging from her mouth, “My name is Molly Grindelwald Dumbledore. I killed half my family, my siblings, my sons, my in-laws. I let my brother Adrian into my home so he could kill my useless husband, Arthur. I drugged Harry Potter when he came to visit and used the cruciatus curse on him when he didn’t obey. I obliviated him afterwards, but not before Ron had some fun.”

The snake hisses, “I helped my father kill the Potters. I helped my brother recruit his Death Eaters. I provided test subjects for my father at Nurmengard. My children are all from different Death Eaters; only Ginny is Arthur’s. I used the imperius on Arthur, so he would adopt them. I was the one who killed Alastor Moody and Barty Crouch Sr. I would kill anyone who is a threat to my family. I have a room ready for Harry so he can be reconditioned into the weapon he was supposed to be.

The scene changes again

Adrian is torturing a man, the wand burns in his hand. Adrian turns into Voldemort, and back, he is holding his head and screams. Blood runs out of his eyes. A snake jumps out of his arm.

“My name is Adrian Grindelwald Dumbledore, you know me as Lord Voldemort. Everything you’ve known is a farce. A game set up by my parents and my siblings. We have been playing you for fools for decades. All my attacks were planned by my father, Albus. He told me where, when, and who to attack. You’ve been played. My father killed his own sister and brother in a sacrificial ritual to gain their power. He’s been manipulating everything for decades, and you, the sheep, acted as he predicted and gave him power and power and even more power.”

The snake hisses, “After Harry would kill me, I would join my father at Nurmengard and work in the shadows and guide my children. I would sit back and watch them create havoc. I would walk over your bones and laugh. I would drink your blood and laugh. I would paint the walls with your ashes and laugh. You mean nothing to me.”

The snake hisses again,

“I’m in love with my niece Ginerva. I married her and have a child with her. I tortured and killed everyone who was interested in her. I would have enjoyed torturing Harry for touching what is mine. I sometimes used polyjuice potion and turned into Harry’s uncle and beat him mercilessly because it was fun. I was the one who used the Imperius curse on his cousin and his friends to torment Harry. I was going to have them rape him, but I promised Ron he could be Harry’s first.”

The snake grows and grows, “The truth is revealed. Judgment will come to you.”

“This was broadcast all over Britain. Every witch and wizard now knows the truth,” Luna says. “They are in a goblin-made cell. Death has stripped them of their magic, and all the evidence they need is at Nurmengard.”

Harry feels sick, “I didn’t need to know that Ginny is sleeping with her uncle.” He shudders, “The snake, whose idea was that?”

“Mine. It was fitting since they were all secret snakes.” Luna looks at them, “All their secrets will come out. Britain is in for a big shock. They will want you to come back and clean up.”

“No,” Harry snorts, “I will stay here. I have built a life here. They can clean up their own mess. You told me that some people kept quiet and did nothing when they realised something was up. It’s their own fault.”

Severus nods, “Harry is right. Reggie at least tried to do something and was killed for it. But from what you told me, Minerva knew and didn’t do a damn thing. In my book, they are just as guilty.”

“Those will be punished too,” Luna looks at the pair, “You can now start your family.”

“We are in no hurry. I am only twenty-two,” Harry smirks, “You can finally put Neville out of his misery and marry the poor bloke.”

“Who says we aren’t already married?” Luna smiles serenely, “I asked Death to kill Augusta as my wedding present for him.”

“Knew it!” Draco giggles, “I told Remus, and we made a bet. I get to choose their name.” He pats his stomach, “His name will be Scorpius.”

Luna laughs and gets up, “Toodles.”

-/-/-/-

Albus, Gellert, Adrian, Molly, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny are standing on a platform. Their trials lasted for over a year. All the sins and secrets were exposed. No stone was left unturned. They keep asking themselves how they were found out. If it were Harry and Snape. No one seems to know the answer.

“It was me,” Luna walks in front of them, “I am Master of Death. I came from a future where you succeeded. Where you killed Harry, and once you killed Harry, my world started to crumble. Killing Harry was the last straw, so to speak. I came back and prevented you from ruining my world again. I told Severus Snape, who told Harry. They left together and did what they could to help me strengthen the case against you.”

“Harry? Where is he?” Albus keeps looking for a familiar head.

“Not here,” Luna looks at them, “Death provided the evidence against you to the Ministry. I was the one who put the truth-revealing spell on the marriage contract and hid it. You are evil, and your time has come.” She leaves the platform, she flicks her wand, and the nooses hanging above their heads lower and tie around their necks. She nods at the Minister, who flicks his wand, and the platform disappears. The guilty are hanged, their corpses burned in a bonfire, their ashes washed away by the tears of the population.

Chapter Text

“I’m not gay.” Harry looks at his daughter, “I am not gay.”

“Dad. It’s okay if you are gay or bisexual even,” she sits down, “You don’t have a problem with me being a lesbian.”

“I am straight,” he sits down too. “What even made you say that I am gay? I love your mother.”

“But are you in love with her? And I know that you are gay.” She wonders if her father is going to be truthful.

“I AM NOT GAY!” Anger rises in Harry. How dare she accuse him of being a freak?

Dianne looks sadly at her father, “I know that Severus Snape is my father and that you are my mother. You gave birth to me. Did you really think I would never find out?” She was shocked when she found it, but it made sense in a way.

Harry feels like he’s been punched in the gut; he made sure that his secret and shame never saw the light. How did she find out?

“I received a letter from Gringotts last year. Snape died, and he left everything to me. He left a letter for me telling me he had been looking for me as soon as I showed up on his family tree. He told me he loved me even if he never met me and that he wished he could have met me and been part of my life. He hates you for keeping me from him. You broke his heart, you know. He was in love with you and wanted to build a life with you.” She shows him the letter, “You can read it.”

Harry doesn’t touch the letter, “I am your father, and Hilda is your mother. Snape isn’t your father.” He will have to obliviate her. “It’s a lie.” He burns the letter.

Dianne sadly shakes her head, “This was a copy. The real one is safely hidden. Why won’t you admit the truth? Are you ashamed? Why? You were both war heroes.”

“There is no truth to admit. I am straight and not a FREAK!” Harry had one moment of weakness. It was shortly after the war, and he was high on adrenaline and gave in to his dark urges and slept with Snape. He was shocked when he found out he was pregnant two days later. He left Britain and never looked back, and created a new life for himself on the other side of the world. He cut off everyone in his old life and pretended he wasn’t pregnant. He didn’t want to admit his shame and carelessness. He gave birth alone, and after his daughter was born, he started dating, telling everyone he was a single dad and that Dianne’s mother left him. He met Hilda when Dianne was two and married her a year later. That she looks like a female version of Snape has nothing to do with him being in love with Snape. No. He is not in love with a man and is gay. He is not a freak.

Dianne gets up, “I pity you. You would rather keep lying to yourself than admit the truth. It’s not wrong to be in love with your own gender. How can you hate yourself yet accept me? That’s hypocritical.” Silent tears stream down her face, “I never got to meet my father. I missed out on so much because you have convinced yourself that it was wrong and nothing happened between you two.” She takes a deep breath, “I don’t even like Hilda. Why do you think I asked to go to Beauxbaton and moved away immediately after graduating? And I never considered her my mother. I never called her mom or mother. I always called her Hilda. I think a part of me knew she was just a placeholder.”

“She is your mother, you look like her.” Harry is starting to panic; he can’t have her tell others.

“I look like Severus, not her.” She turns around and leaves. She can feel a spell hit her. She furiously turns around, “You just tried to obliviated me!”

Harry staggers back, “You have protection!”

“Yes, I do! My father left me some protective jewelry.” She is mad, “I can’t believe you would do this to me! Do you even care about me?”

“Of course I do. You’re my daughter, and I love you.”

“But you hate that I know your secret, and you would rather have me forget my origins than be faced with the truth.” She wipes away some tears, “I hate you.” She feels like her whole life has been a lie: “I always wanted to have parents that loved me.”

“We do love you.”

“No, you don’t. A part of you loathes me because I am a reminder of your shame, a mistake. Whatever you want to call it. You always kept me at arm's length, and sometimes I felt like I was a burden to you.”

Harry hates himself; he never wanted to make his daughter feel this way. “Dianne,” he watches her run away. He runs after her and watches her apparate away. He collapses against the wall and slithers down. He runs a hand through his head and starts to cry. The look of hatred aimed at him reminded him of when Snape hated him. He takes out his wand and casts his Patronus. It hasn’t changed in decades; it is still the tiger matching Severus’ tiger. He is not an idiot; he knows that matching patronuses means soulmates. He wonders if Snape knew, and that is why he gave in to Harry and made love to him. He gets up and goes into his study, and he sits down and stares at the fire. He doesn’t want to be confronted again by Dianne, or worse, for everyone else to find out his shame. He points the wand at himself and murmurs a spell.

Four days later, Dianne finds her father’s body. She is not surprised he took the easy way out.

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Severus looks at Harry. He can feel life leaving him. “Take them.”

Harry is confused and hesitant.

“Take them,” Severus’ tears transform from clearwater to silver blue. He drags Harry to him, “Please.”

Harry grabs the vial Hermione hands him, and he holds it to Snape’s cheek, collecting the memories.

Severus looks one last time into Harry’s eyes, “You have your mother’s eyes.” His face goes slack as his last breath leaves him.

Harry shivers and looks into the lifeless eyes of his hated potions master. Suddenly, Harry collapses next to Snape.

“Harry!” Hermione checks Harry, but he is unresponsive, she runs every scan she can think of. She starts to cry, “He’s dead.”

Albus is stroking his beard; his plan has been set in motion. He had to revamp his plans, but he has finally found a way to remain in power.

Harry sits down next to Severus. “I do wonder if there will be a fourth champion again.”

“Albus seemed too happy this morning,” he takes Harry’s hand and kisses it, “He keeps bringing up rumors about a Dark Lord hiding in the shadows, recruiting people for his cause. And we know what he’s been testing the students.” Each year, Dumbledore set up some obstacle or another for students to solve. Luckily for the students, the staff took care of those obstacles for them before someone was hurt. Harry and Severus know it was Albus, but proving it is another matter. The man is good at covering his tracks.

“He’s looking for a new savior he can guide.” Harry looks at his watch, “We should head to the Great Hall. I do wonder who he’s chosen. There is no prophecy this time. Could be anyone with a vault full of gold.”

Severus pulls Harry into his lap, “We have ten more minutes,” he kisses him, “I believe whatever Albus has planned, will backfire. Whoever he chooses won’t be competing. And there are quite a few students who fit the bill.” They made sure Albus couldn’t steal from any children this time around. They talked to the goblins, and they put in new measures. In their old life, Albus stole from numerous children, pretending to be their guardian.

“Well, one thing is for sure. It’s not me,” Harry runs a hand through Sev's graying hair, “I do hope we can finally remove Albus.” He doesn't want to deal with the old coot anymore.

“I hope so too. But he’s been slippery so far.” They have been trying for decades to get rid of Albus.

“Do you think he suspects that we are time travelers?” Harry has caught Albus watching them, often with a frown on his face.

“No, but he does think we are hiding something. He doesn’t fully believe our history.” Severus strokes Harry’s back, “He is suspicious of us because we have more knowledge than him. He’s always been suspicious of people who knew more than him.”

“But we have not lied. Just because we learned more about magic outside Britain doesn’t mean we are up to something nefarious.” Harry frowns, “Our history in his world is backed up, and we have pictures to prove it. I find it curious that he seems to have a problem with us being married, considering he was in love with Grindelwald.”

“I would not be surprised if he is trying to paint one of us as a Dark Lord, “Severus kisses Harry again, “Oh, Albus’ problem is not with us as two men but our combined political power. I am a Prince Peverell, and you’re a Potter Black Peverell. His spies told him about our heritage. He fears we will battle him in the Wizengamot.”

“So he doesn’t know that we assigned our seats to Lord Greengrass? And that is why the Wizengamot has been at a stalemate for a decade?”

“You have to remember we assigned our seats to the Wig Party before Albus got involved in politics. He’s only been Chief Warlock for a decade, thus the stalemate.” Severus looks at the clock on the wall, “We should go.”

“I want to renew our vows after we have taken down Albus,” Harry wraps his arms around his husband, “And I want to get married in the Muggle world once it is legal there.”

“Yes,” Severus buries his face in Harry’s neck, “Maybe we can finally start our family. There are many children who would need a loving home.”

“I would love nothing more,” Harry leads them to the Great Hall. They sit down, and they watch the proceedings. The evening drags on, and finally it is time to select the champions. Harry isn’t surprised when it’s the same three champions. He watches Krum, Diggory, and DeLacour get up and walk into the antechamber. He is watching the cup and is not surprised when another parchment flies out of it.

Dumbledore catches it, “Draco Black.” He repeats the name, “Draco Black.” He is smiling on the inside, his plan is working well.

Severus and Harry look at each other, surprise shines in their eyes. They watch as a shocked Draco staggers towards the antechamber. They get up and follow. Draco is panicking and hyperventilating, “I didn’t put my name in the cup! I don’t want to compete!”

Severus hands him a calming draught, “I believe you.” He rubs his godson’s back, “We will find a way out of this.” He wonders if there is a way out; there wasn’t in their previous life.

Albus tries to calm the other teachers, “I am afraid it is a magical contract, and he has to compete.” He looks at Draco, then at Severus, “Someone must have used some dark magic to confuse the cup.” He plans to frame Severus; he loathes the man.

“Indeed,” Harry looks at Draco, “We’ll inform your mother.” His cousin will be furious. Harry sighs. He should have seen this coming. Albus knows that Draco is their godson.

“If my father weren’t dead, I would say he did this hoping I would die.” Draco’s father, Lucius Malfoy, tried to kill him and his mother after they were both attacked by Greyback and turned into werewolves. His mother killed his father in self-defense. The potion has taken effect, and he feels calmer now. He has an idea that will get him out of this. He needs to talk with his mother first.

“Come with us, we will floo your mother,” Harry puts a protective hand on Draco’s shoulder, “We have a few weeks before the first task. Gives us enough time to figure out how to get you out of this.”

They leave, feeling Albus’ stare on them.

“Mr. Black will not be competing in the tournament,” Severus looks at the assembled, “The tournament will be between the three champions.”

“He will compete unless he wants to lose his magic,” Albus needs the brat to compete. He has plans for him. “It’s a binding contract.”

“He did not enter his name, as you well know, when he took veritaserum and was questioned,” Severus wonders what Albus’ endgame is.

“He better have a good reason for not competing.” Crouch wonders what Albus is playing at. There is no doubt in his mind that it was Albus who put the boy’s name into the cup.

“Mr. Black is pregnant and therefore medically excused from competing,” Severus sees the flash of anger in Albus’ eyes, “His pregnancy has been confirmed by the goblins, St. Mungos, and Poppy.”

“And who is the father?” Albus is furious; all his plans are ruined. He needed the blasted boy to compete. He will kill the student who got Draco pregnant.

“Me,” Remus enters and sits down.

Severus almost smirks when he sees the color drain from Albus’ face. No one messes with Remus Black; he is the most well-respected werewolf in the world and the one who defeated Sirius Black during his short reign of terror. Remus won the Black title by conquest and used his newfound power and wealth for good. Oh, and he is also the current Minister.

“Draco and I have been married since Draco’s tenth birthday. I gladly knocked my husband up to keep him from putting his life in danger for someone else’s amusement.”

Severus wishes he could have been a fly on the wall for the conversation between Remus, Draco, and Narcissa.

“Professor Prince is right. Pregnant people are not allowed to compete,” Crouch looks at Albus, “There is still the matter of how his name ended up in the cup in the first place.”

“I can help you with that,” Harry arrives with Mme Bones and an Unspeakable, “There was a recording charm set up. We just finished going through the footage,” he looks at Albus, “You put Draco’s name in the cup.”

“My boy, I did not.” What monitoring charm? He wasn’t aware of this: “Someone used polyjuice potion and pretended to be me.”

“We have you on video putting the name into the cup. We know it was you because your magical signature was on the parchment.” Amelia stuns him, “We have executed a search warrant on your office. We found your secret drawer with your spare wands, invisibility cloak, and numerous gadgets. We also found your secret library.”

“I am sure that is all a small misunderstanding,” Albus’ eyes twinkle, “I am afraid I am being set up.”

“No misunderstanding,” Remus shows him Moody’s fake eye, “We know that it was taken from him after he was killed.” He looks at Albus, “I could smell your lemon drops at the scene. Once we were able to break the protection on it and access the memory, you went from witness to suspect.”

“Someone planted it.” Albus feigns innocence, “I have warned you that someone is hiding in the shadows, waiting to strike. Everyone knows I like lemon drops. Easy to frame me.” He can’t believe he is a suspect. Damn Lupin for being impervious to his spells.

“The eye recorded you removing it. And there is no one in the shadows. It’s all you're trying to create fear and trying to start a war.” The Minister nods at Amelia, who cuffs Albus and leads him away. He looks at the teachers, “Hogwarts needs a new headmaster.”

Everyone looks at Severus, “No.” He looks at Harry, who nods, “Harry and I have only been working here because we were gathering evidence against Albus. With him arrested, we will be leaving at the end of the year.”

“I don’t understand,” Pomona looks at them, “Are you Aurors then? Undercover here?”

“We work for the ICW, and yes, we’ve been undercover. Albus is not the saint he pretends to be. He never dueled Grindelwald because Grindelwald doesn’t exist. Didn’t you find it weird that Grindelwald changed his appearance every few years? The ICW got suspicious, and so did we. We approached them, and then we started working here. We had hoped to get rid of Albus after Sirius Black tried to have Frank Longbottom killed by using Remus Lupin, but he talked his way out of it. At least we got rid of McGonagall and made sure Potter and Black were punished for their assaults and bullying.” Harry sighs, “Look, everything is going to come out at his trial. It boils down to him wanting to be recognised as a great man and power.”

“I suggest you all share headmaster duties until a permanent solution has been found,” Remus has been aware that the ICW was looking into Albus and that Harry and Severus were working for them. After the corruption scandal surrounding Fudge Remus cleaned house, he is still getting rid of Albus’ supporters who try to create unrest in the Ministry. He wonders what else will be revealed at the trial.

Harry and Severus watch as Albus is kissed. The trial lasted two months, and the wizarding world was rocked by the revelations that came out. Albus was responsible for hundreds of deaths. They were furious when it was revealed that Albus had been using potions and spells on thousands of people to get his way. They were aghast to know that he planned on using Tom Riddle to start a war that luckily never happened. Remus was furious when Albus confessed he wanted to turn Draco into a Dark Lord he would battle and kill. They watch as his body is burned. Harry and Severus walk towards Ginny. She gives them a small smile, “It’s done.”

“It is,” Harry hugs her, “We did it.”

Severus nods at her, “Miss Weasley, how is your family?”

“Healing,” her parents and siblings were all under Albus’ influence and did his bidding. They all got a purge the day he was arrested. When she found out just how far Albus was willing to go to control his chessboard, she was furious. She hunted down the Deathly Hallows and summoned Death.

”Mistress.”

“What are the rules? Hermione told me there are rules.”

“You can’t go back before you are born. You can send other people further back, however, but those people will be integrated into the world and not be born in the new world. It’s tricky. I will simply tell you what is possible and what is not.”

Ginny thinks for a few moments, “I want you to take me to Harry Potter and Severus Snape.”

Death grabs her arm and brings her to them, “They are through that door.”

She knocks on the door and enters, “Hi.” She sees a sofa and sits down, “The war is over. Voldemort is dead. Draco killed him, and Bellatrix killed Draco in revenge before she was killed by Narcissa. Narcissa obliterated her body.”

“Really?” Harry is surprised that Draco did the deed.

“Narcissa loved Draco more than anything; she would make her sister pay for killing her son.” Severus hands her some water. “How long has it been?”

“A month,” she takes a deep breath, “Dumbledore is alive.”

“What?” Harry gets up and starts to pace, “How? Sev killed him.”

“He faked it, didn’t?” Severus pinches the bridge of his nose, “I knew there was something off that night. He seemed too cheerful for his impending death.”

“He used a golem of himself,” she looks at them, “Hermione said you just dropped dead after Snape died. No one knows why. Dumbledore tried to say that Snape cursed you, but Hermione showed her memory, and everyone was furious when she showed the memory of Albus telling you that Harry had to die by Voldemort’s hand. He had a lot to answer for. Oh, and your scar was gone when your body was found.”

“Sev and I are soulmates, my parents and Albus blocked it when I was a child. But being blocked didn’t stop the connection, so when Sev died, I died. The scar was a Horcrux.” Harry sits back down. “Are you dead too?”

“No. I asked Death to bring me here,” she wrings her hands, “I have found out that Dumbledore has been manipulating everything to his desire. My family was under his control; he’s been using spells and potions on them. I found out when I went to Gringotts. We are not the only ones, Tonks, Lupin, the Malfoys, pretty much the whole population is under his thumb. He has been playing chess with our lives for decades. He made sure a lot of things happened so he could profit from them.” She runs a hand through her hair, “Hermione told me about the Deathly Hallows, and I looked for them and summoned death. I had a feeling you were together. I know that Harry’s had a crush on you.”

“We have been talking and made some discoveries of our own. Harry’s parents were compelled by Albus to block the bond. We also know that Albus was aware that Riddle was a teen murderer and did nothing. The duel with Grindelwald never took place; he simply stunned the man while his back was turned.” Severus looks at her, “Why did you want to see us?”

“I want to change things. Go back in time. Since I am the Master, I can’t go back before my birth. But you two can go back further. I want Dumbledore to be stopped.”

“Won’t that create a paradox?” Harry frowns, “If there are two of us?”

Death appears, “No, because you won’t be born.” He sits down, “The world Ginny comes from has already happened and can’t be changed. You will be creating a branch that shoots off from your world. Since you won’t be existing in that world, I can safely drop you off in the past. But you have to choose two wizards who will not be born in order to cement your new place. And Voldemort has to graduate from Hogwarts, otherwise a bunch of people won’t be born in the new world.”

“Grindelwald, if he is never born and Albus never meets him, there won’t be a war,” Severus looks at Harry, “You chose the other one.”

“Peter Pettigrew,” Harry doesn’t want the traitor to be born

“We can take care of Voldemort and gather evidence against Albus.” Severus starts to make notes, “We should contact the ICW. From what I remember Lucius telling me, some of the members were wary of Albus and might be willing to work with us.” He looks at Harry, “We need to return to Hogwarts and keep an eye on him. I want to teach DADA, you should teach charms or history.”

“When we go back, I want to get married,” he says, looking at Ginny, “For us it has been longer. A year has passed since we got here,” Harry takes Severus’ hand in his, “We just need to decide which name to use.”

“Prince,” Death shows them Severus’ family history, “Take Prince. I will provide you with a history that makes you fit in. You just need to decide to which point you want to go back to.”

“Albania, Riddle spent some time there,” Harry looks at Severus, “We remove Albus’ biggest pawn. Let’s see what he does when there is no rise of Voldemort.”

“I will destroy the Horcrux for you,” Death knows just where and when to put them.

Severus nods and looks back to Ginny, “What will you do?”

“Death will put my memories into my younger self, and I will gather evidence against Albus. Once he’s caught, my family can get a purge. I doubt you will succeed in taking him down before I go to school. He’s been planning this for decades and will have backup plans.”

“You are correct, Albus is a slippery weasel,” Severus makes more notes, “I could brew antidotes for your family. But I fear if your parents are not on his side, he might kill them.”

“I hate it, but it’s better if I change nothing on my side.” Ginny sighs, “Hermione knows what I plan on doing. We talked to Kingsley, and he got a purge, too. He was furious; he and Hermione were working together on taking down Albus.” She wipes away some tears, “I was the only one who survived. The others were all killed by Death Eaters. I just want my family back.” Harry gets up and hugs her, she breaks down crying, “I hate him. He killed them. He killed so many people for his Greater Good.

“He will pay.” Harry looks at Severus, “We will make sure of it.”

She hugs herself, “You never told me what happened to Voldemort.”

Harry laughs, “We easily tracked him down.”

“I was following him, I stunned him, and we dropped his body in a volcano,” Severus smirks, “Albus was furious that his most valuable pawn was suddenly gone. We know he kept track of Tom’s movements, and they simply stopped working.”

Ginny laughs and shakes her head, “I can’t believe he tried to turn Sirius into a Dark Lord. Explains why he went off the rails. What will you do now?”

“Stay until the end of the school year, then retire and start a family,” Harry wraps his arms around his husband, “We will be renewing our vows. We’ve been married fifty years, and we want to celebrate getting rid of Albus with something cheerful.”

“You don’t look like you’re that old.” Ginny knows that Death has slowed their aging down.

“I may look fifty, but I am pushing ninety, and Harry is close to seventy.” Severus wonders how long they will live. He and Harry talked, and they are not opposed to asking Ginny to summon Death to take them when they feel like they can’t go on anymore.

“I have a question. Did Remus really marry Draco when he was ten?” Ginny is friends with Draco in this timeline. He’s a decent bloke when he’s not his father’s and Albus’ puppet.

Harry laughs, “Yes. It was purely accidental. Draco and Remus did something during the full moon while they were wolves that married them. No one really knows what happened, but they are married.”

“If it helps, they are also soulmates,” Severus wonders what Ginny’s reward will be for enabling them to save this world from Albus. They saw the numbers, hundreds of lives were saved. There never were wars that decimated their numbers, and magic is more powerful now than ever.

Ginny welcomes Death, “It’s time.”

“It is Mistress,” Death takes her frail hand, “You did a lot of good.” Ginny changed the wizarding world, and magic is as potent as it ever was. She made sure that no second Albus existed. She was the one who defeated Albus’ granddaughter, who believed her grandfather was doing God’s work and was right to submit everyone to him.

“I tried,” she takes her last breath at the ripe age of four hundred and eighty-six.

Chapter Text

Severus is furiously pounding into Harry. His thrusts become erratic when he feels Harry clench around him. He grunts and spills inside him. He pulls out and collapses next to Harry, “I can’t go again.” His body feels boneless, and he’s tired. They’ve been having sex for hours, and their room smells of sweat and sex.

Harry strokes his flat stomach, “We can try again tomorrow if it didn’t work.” He snuggles into Severus’ chest and yawns, “Sleep seems good. Wore me out. Night.”

Severus pulls the covers over them, “Night.”

Albus is watching the Goblet of Gire, any minute now, Harry’s name will be ejected.

Moody/Barty Crouch Jr is watching the Goblet of Fire, any minute now, Potter’s name will be drawn.

Severus is watching the Goblet of Fire; he is praying that Harry’s name is not called.

Harry is watching the Goblet of Fire. After two long minutes, he lets out a sigh of relief. His name was not called. He strokes his flat stomach where his child is growing, and a smile crosses his face.

Severus is relieved, they were right. The goblet excludes already pregnant people from participating in the tournament.

Albus and Barty are confused. Why wasn’t Harry’s name called? Barty used a dark confundus charm to get Harry’s name into the cup. Albus is fuming. He watched the fake Moody put the name in the cup as he predicted. Why wasn’t Harry called then?

Severus is swallowing down the last drop of Harry’s essence. He lets Harry’s cock slip from his mouth. He kisses Harry’s flat stomach and moves up the teen’s body and kisses him. “Love you.”

“Love you too,” Harry puts a hand on his barely swollen stomach, “And I love you.”

Severus’ hand joins Harry’s, their wedding rings shining in the dark room, “I told Draco to spread the rumor about our pregnancy.”

“Bet that made his day,” Draco was the first one who figured out that Harry was pregnant. His cousin also won a bet, but Harry stopped listening once Draco started mooning about Remus. Harry sighs, “Ron and Hermione will be blowing a gasket.”

“Their reaction will determine if they are friends or foes. I believe Miss Granger to be a true friend. Your fellow Ravenclaw housemate seems to be too clever to fall for Albus’ brainwashing. Besides, Filius makes sure his students know their history. Mister Weasley, on the other hand, is a typical Gryffindor who thinks he is the master of this school and believes in Albus' gospel.” Severus pulls his young lover into his arms, “I am more concerned about Albus’ reaction. The man is unpredictable and has no qualms about interfering in people’s lives to get his way.”

“Are you not worried about Tom?” Harry snuggles closer to Severus, “Or Barty?”

“No, because Tom respects the bond between Alpha and Omega. I imagine once he is back in his human form, he will congratulate us. Once he knows that the prophecy has been fulfilled already, he won’t try to kill you. I think it’s time to talk to Barty and offer him our help to bring Tom back.” Severus nudges Harry’s legs apart and presses into him, “Fuck, how are you so slick even out of heat?” He moans, “You feel so good around my cock. I wish I could knot you outside of your heat and my rut.”

“Me too. Fuck me hard and fast,” Harry screams when Severus does just that.

Albus’ face is drained of all colors. “He’s pregnant?” He must have misheard. His mind is racing, which explains why Harry’s name wasn’t called. Damn the brat!

Poppy nods, “I confirmed it, he’s five months along. Both are in perfect health.” Harry is not the first omega to fall pregnant so young, and he won’t be the last.

Albus is going to kill Vernon Dursley. The man was supposed to beat Harry into submission, not let him get him pregnant. Did his aunt not give him the contraception potion? “How is Harry?”

“He is fine.”

“Did he say who the father is?” Albus is dreading the answer. He should have blocked the brat’s omega status, but the money they all got from prostituting Harry out was too good to pass up.

“He said his Alpha. I checked with the goblins, Harry and his Alpha have been bonded since Harry was eight.” Poppy frowns, “They would not tell me who the Alpha is. They said it was private information.”

“I see,” Albus is fuming. He needs to find the Alpha and kill him. Who could it be? He doesn’t even know the names of Harry’s clients. It matters not; once the Alpha is dead, he will then force Ron and Harry to bond. Ron will make sure to keep Harry in line. He will have to kill the child; a vulnerable omega is easier to manipulate.

Severus and Moody walk into the infirmary. Moody takes a sip from his flask. Can’t have people find out he is Barty. “Potter is knocked up?” No wonder the boy was excluded from the tournament.

“Yes,” Albus eyes Barty, the man is as surprised as he is. “Severus, I take it you are here to provide potions for Harry.”

“He’s already been receiving them,” they walk towards the bed Harry is in, Severus walks towards Harry and kisses the teen’s forehead, “Afterall he is my omega, and it is my job to take good care of him.” He is waiting for the explosions to come.

“You,” Moody/Barty lets out a laugh. He needs to inform the Dark Lord about this. There is no way his master will kill Harry now. His master respects bonded couples.

“You slept with a student!” Albus is boiling mad, “You should have told me you were his Alpha!” This is not good! Snape won’t be easy to kill. He will have to tread carefully.

“Repeatedly,” Severus raises an eyebrow, “You seem to have forgotten Albus. I did tell you that I was Harry’s Alpha when he started at Hogwarts.”

Albus wracks his brain, a memory springs to mind, “I thought you were joking!! I thought you said it in jest.”

“I do not joke about such matters,” Severus can feel Harry wake up, “You fainted, love.”

“Oh,” Harry blinks his eyes open, “Ron’s scent made me sick, and then I just blacked out.” He moves closer to his mate, “Headmaster.” He eyes Barty, who seems amused.

“I must say you have been very irresponsible. How can you throw your life away so young?” Albus looks furiously at Snape, “I expected better from you! You should have made sure Harry would not fall pregnant.” He shakes his head, “I am highly disappointed in you two.”

“With all due respect, Albus, our private life is none of your business. We are not the first couple who got carried away and forgot to take precautions. And we didn’t think it was possible for Harry to fall pregnant outside of his heat.” He lets that information sink in before he continues, “We are happy, and while Harry is young, he is mature for his age. He will still be able to finish school. We looked at the charter, and nothing prohibits us from raising our child within these walls. Besides, Harry has been living in my quarters since third year. Filius is aware of our bond, and he regularly checks Harry and sends health reports back to the goblins.”

Minerva has overheard the last part, “Excuse me? What do you mean, Harry has been living with you?”

Ron, Ginny, and Hermione are behind her. Hermione swats Harry’s arm, “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me!” She hugs him, “I am happy for you.”

Ginny is mad; they had a plan for her and Ron to share Harry between them. She was supposed to have his child after they pumped him full of potions. “I can’t believe how stupid you have been. How could you be so careless and get pregnant? I thought you knew better than that!” She shakes her head, “Do you even know who the father is?”

“It wasn’t some random bloke you met at the park, was it?” Ron is mad; he was supposed to mate with Harry and pump him full of his seed. His anger is rolling off him and making Harry sick, “Gave it up to the first bloke you saw?”

Harry turns green, “You make me sick. You smell like a wet rat,” and vomits on Ron.

Albus quickly cleans up Ron and casts a spell to mask Ron’s scent. Ron’s scent making Harry sick is not a good sign at all!

“And I do know who the father is,” Harry pulls Severus down for a quick kiss, “He’s right here.”

Hermione nods at Professor Snape, “Congratulations.” She had an inkling they were bonded, but she kept it to herself. She bets that Draco knows; she needs to talk to him later.

“Thank you, Miss Granger.” Severus is relieved he didn’t judge Hermione wrong.

“SNAPE! YOU’RE FUCKING SNAPE? ARE YOU MAD? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? THAT IS DISGUSTING!” Ron is red in the face, “HOW CAN YOU LET THE GREASY DUNGEON BAT TOUCH YOU! HE’S AN EVIL DEATH EATER AND UGLY AS FUCK. HE DOESN’T LOVE YOU! HE IS USING YOU! HE WILL DELIVER YOU TO YOU-KNOW-WHO ONCE HE’S BACK! YOUR PARENTS WOULD BE DISGUSTED! YOU ARE DISGUSTING TO LET THIS FILTH TOUCH YOU!”

Severus stands up, his growl making the windows rattle. His Alpha power on full display, “KNEEL!”

Ron is brought to his knees, and he starts to whimper. He is scared; he never felt such raw, intimidating Alpha power before.

Severus’ voice is deceptively calm, “I should kill you where you are kneeling for disrespecting my mate and me. Harry is my omega, and I am his Alpha. You are nothing but a boy who is lucky to be an Alpha and who has to ride the coattails of his friends to feel important.” He leans closer, “I won’t kill you because you are not worth it. You are not even worth breathing the same air as my omega.” He sniffs, he can feel the fear roll of Ron, “You are a failure as an Alpha. Longbottom, as a beta, is more worthy to be an Alpha, and he is better than you. A better friend and a better student.” He lifts Ron’s chin with his wand, “Insult us again and I will file legal charges against you with the goblins.” He sees Ron shake with fear, “Oh yes, you see Master Flitwick is Harry’s magical guardian, and he won’t appreciate your behavior.”

“He is right,” Filius is mad, “Two hundred and fifty points from Gryffindor for insulting a bonded pair and detention with Filch every weekend for the rest of the term. I will also be writing to your parents.”

Albus swallows hard, “Now now,” Snape scares him, he’s never been in the presence of such a strong Alpha, “I am sure it was just a misunderstanding. Ron didn’t mean any of it.”

Ron whimpers, “I am sorry.”

Severus growls again, and Ron pisses himself, “Pathetic, and you call yourself an Alpha.”

Ginny cleans Ron up; she is scared. Snape truly scares her. “How long have you been bonded?” She looks curiously between them, “Can’t be that long. Harry doesn’t have a mark.” Her eyes narrow, “Did you force Harry?” She wouldn’t put it past Snape to do something like that.

“And how pray tell, do you know that Harry has no mark?” Severus raises an eyebrow, “And I never force Harry to do anything. Well, that is not true. I do force him to eat. Such a despicable man I am that I make sure he eats.” He can see Poppy and Filius hide a smirk.

“I saw him without a shirt last year; he had no mark then.” Ginny made sure to walk in on him by accident so she could ogle his body. She also knows that marks are supposed to be on the chest.

Severus smirks, “Harry does have a mark. Two, in fact. A claiming mark and a bonding mark. I myself have two marks too. And we’ve been bonded since Harry was eight.” He pulls down Harry’s collar, exposing a serch bythol symbol, “I gave it to Harry to make him mine,” Severus loosens his ropes and shows them the matching mark, “And he gave me this.”

Minerva feels sick. “You had sex with an eight-year-old!” She takes out her wand, “I knew you were a foul creature and couldn’t be trusted!” She told Albus that having Snape remain free was a mistake. “How could you tie Harry to you! He probably didn’t know what was happening to him! You took advantage of him!” She casts a hex at Severus, who quickly deflects it, and it hits her instead. She falls to the ground, screaming in pain.

Severus disarms her and freezes her, “I always knew you were an ignorant bitch who was so far up her own ass she ate her own bullshit. But I had no idea how much.” He sneers at her, “I bonded with Harry, which means, pay good attention, I used magic to bond us. I didn’t have sex with him until last year. I know that omegas are legally allowed to have sex once they turn thirteen and go into their first heat. You can bet that as soon as his first heat hit, we claimed each other.” He leans closer to her, “We didn’t leave the bed for two weeks. I fucked him in every way imaginable, and Harry loved every second of it. He keeps begging for my cock, and who am I to deny my omega?” He takes a step back, “His claiming mark is on the inside of his thigh, as is mine. All confirmed by the goblins.”

“Furthermore, I put a spell on Harry that would prohibit anyone from taking advantage of him, even his Alpha.” Filius shakes his head at Minerva, “Their courtship has been nothing but respectful and rule-abiding.”

“I want to know how she doesn’t know the basic Alpha-omega rules. No respectable Alpha takes his mate before his first heat,” Barty frowns, “Everyone knows there is a difference between bonding and claiming.”

“Bondings are done to establish a bond between Alpha and their omega. It gives the omega protection against other Alphas. It tells everyone they are taken. The bond also starts a courting period that lasts until the first heat. During that time, the Alpha and Omega get to know each other. If the omega is underage, a guardian is selected who oversees the courtship and chaperones the couple. A claim happens during the first heat and ends the courtship, and the couple is considered legally married.” Hermione blushes when she can feel eyes on her, “Sorry.”

“Ten points to Ravenclaw,” Severus nods, “You are correct. Funny how a student knows more than a supposed teacher.”

Albus' brain is processing what he learned, and he pales even further; he is as white as a ghost. That means that Harry hasn’t been living at Private Drive #4 for years. Who has he been in contact with all this time? Where did the money come from? He needs to know but is afraid of the answer.

Barty is curious, “How did you come to bond with Harry at eight?”

“Oh, you know. I saved him,” Severus locks eyes with Albus. “His lovely family was selling him. You know, his magical hating aunt and uncle, the Dursleys, with whom you placed Harry against his parents’ wishes.” He looks at Moody, “I was brewing a potion when I got a letter.” He lowers his shield, I know it is you, Barty. Watch my memories. I won’t tell the old coot the whole story.

Severus is adding the crushed mushrooms to the potions when an elf appears, “Letter for Master Snape.” Severus has long since learned that Albus reads his mail. He hired a house-elf to bring him his mail, thus preventing Albus from reading his mail.

He takes it, “Thank you.” He runs several scans and opens them. You can never be too careful.

“Mister Snape,

My name is Arabella Figg. We never formally met, but I know you are a member of the Order. I have written to Albus, but he won’t do anything. I have been sent to the Muggle world to keep an eye on Harry Potter. The poor boy is being abused daily by his uncle and aunt. That cousin of his is no better. Albus keeps ignoring my complaints and won’t remove Harry. I tried to get the Muggle authorities involved, but nothing came of it. I am writing to you now because Harry presented as an omega on his birthday last week. His aunt wants to sell him, and his uncle wants to turn Harry into their cash cow; those were his words. I fear he plans on turning Harry into a prostitute for Alphas and betas. Please save him if you can, since Albus clearly won’t.”

Severus is furious. Albus told them that Harry was with a loving family. He reads the rest of the letter and gets even more furious. He banishes his potion and quickly makes his way to where Harry is. He is walking down the street, and he can smell a beta in the area. He hastens his steps; he snarls when he recognizes Slughorn. Of course, Albus would send him to claim Harry. There have been rumors about Slughorn, but Albus made sure those rumors went away. There is no doubt in his mind what Slughorn intends to do. He casts an invisibility charm on himself and follows Horace.

Horace is knocking on the door, a fat man opens it, “Albus sent me.”

Vernon lets him, “Come in.” He looks around, making sure there are no other freaks.

Severus slips inside, his eyes landing on the door under the stairs. He knows Harry is in there. He can feel him. Rage consumes him, he will make them pay for treating a child like this.

Horace sits down, “I will give you twenty thousand if I can take Harry’s virginity today.” He accepts Petunia’s cup of tea, “There are many who would pay good money to fuck the boy-who-lived. I can arrange that for you. We would share the money, of course.”

Petunia sits down, “Not in our home. You can take Harry and deliver him wherever and bring him back. We don’t care what happens to him, just make sure he is alive. Otherwise, we won’t get his money.”

“I want to watch when you fuck him,” Vernon licks his lips, “I will teach the boy his place after you’re done.” He looks at his wife, “Get Dudders out of the house and buy him a toy.”

“Make sure to gag him, don’t want the neighbors alerting the coppers.” She gets up and gathers her son, and they leave.

Vernon gets up, he opens the door and drags Harry out of the cupboard. He kicks him, “Get up, boy. You have a visitor.”

Harry slowly gets up, his head hangs low, “Sorry, Sir.”

“Better.”

Severus inhales sharply when he sees the bruises littered on Harry’s body. The boy is clearly malnourished and sick. He is running through the potions Harry will need.

“What a beautiful boy you are.” Horace runs a hand over Harry’s face, who flinches back, “I won’t hurt you. I will make you feel good.” He looks at Vernon, “Where do you want me to take him?”

Vernon drags the mattress Harry has been sleeping on out, “There is good enough.” He looks at Harry, “Get naked and lie down on your stomach.”

Fear grips Harry, “No.”

Vernon backhands him hard. Harry falls to the floor, he is holding his cheek. Horace laughs, “I can make him.” He takes out his wand and uses the Imperius curse on Harry, “Get up. Strip and lie down and be quiet.”

Severus has seen enough; he stuns Horace and the big whale. He removes the charm from himself. He pulls Harry up, “My name is Severus. I am here to help you.” Harry is just skin and bones, he curses Albus.

Harry cries into his chest, “Get me away from here.”

Severus rubs Harry’s back, sending healing magic into the child’s body. As Harry starts to heal, his omega scent surfaces more and more. “Oh,” his Alpha is happy; he found his omega. He will deal with that later. “Harry, what do you want to happen to them?”

Harry feels safe for the first time in his life, and his omega is happy. “I want them dead. Uncle Vernon is evil. He hits me for no reason. Aunt Petunia makes me cook and clean, and she hits me when it’s not good enough. It’s never good enough.” He starts to cry more, “I am not allowed to eat. Dudley always steals my food and kicks me when he is mad. I have to eat moldy bread, and I am not allowed to shower. I have to wait until it rains to get clean.”

“I can kill them for you.” He looks at Horace, “I can make them pay for hurting you.”

“Why do you have a stick?” Harry frowns. He isn’t in pain anymore. He never felt this good before.

“This is a wand,” Severus sighs, of course, they wouldn't tell Harry about his heritage. “I am a wizard, so are you. What is your favorite animal?”

“Tiger.”

Severus transforms a cushion into a tiger plush and hands it to Harry, “I will teach you about your heritage.”

Harry hugs the plush to his chest, “Thank you. Can I keep it?”

“Yes, it is yours.”

“I never got something before.” He hugs Severus, “What will you do to the other man?”

“Make him suffer and then kill him.”

“Can I watch?”

Severus takes a long look at Harry, “Yes.” He raises his wand and casts several spells on Vernon. The man wakes up screaming.

Vernon is crying, “Make it stop.” His clothes start to rip, and he starts to bleed.

“What did you do?” Harry is fascinated, “This is so cool.”

“I am making him feel the pain he dished out on you. I am also whipping him. Do you want me to do something to him?”

“Make him explode by eating too much.” Harry dashes into the kitchen, and he comes back with bleach. “He made me drink this once. My throat burned.”

Severus forces Vernon’s jaw open and pours it down. He casts another spell, “He will eat anything that strikes his fancy.” He looks at Harry, the same darkness that is inside him is inside the boy.

Harry laughs when Vernon eats glass, and his mouth starts bleeding, “Wicked.” He watches as Vernon keeps stuffing his mouth with paper.

Severus casts a shielding charm around him and Harry. Soon after, Vernon explodes, his body coating the living room in blood and guts. “Petunia and Dudley will be back soon, I imagine.”

“Can you make Dudley’s toys attack him? He has so many. I never get to play with them. He sometimes throws them at me.” Harry leans against Severus, “How come I am an omega, and they are not?”

“Only magical people have a second gender. Alphas and omegas are not common. Most are betas. Your parents were betas.” He remembers the first time James Potter tried to bully him, and Severus let out an Alpha growl. Potter pissed himself and never went near Severus again. Nor did anyone else.

“You are my Alpha.” Harry mumbles, “I was told my parents died in a car accident.”

“Yes, I am, and your parents were killed. I will tell you everything once we are at my place. Why don’t you grab some of Dudley’s toys and bring them down?” Harry is back a few moments later, “Line them up, please.” Severus casts several spells, and a few minutes later, the front door opens.

Petunia screams, her living room looks like a scene out of a horror movie. Her eyes land on Harry, “What did you do? You freak, answer me!” She marches towards him, ready to strike, when her hand is suddenly cut off. She wails and is holding her arms, blood rushing down.

“You will never lay a hand on Harry again!” Severus is fuming, “Lily would be disgusted if she knew how you treated her son.”

“You,” she is crying, her body is wrecked with pain, “I thought she cut you out of her life.” Petunia is brought to her knees, “What are you doing to me?”

“Revenge,” Harry shows her the wooden spoon she loves to use on him, “You hit me with it simply because I exist.” He starts hitting her, “Does it hurt?” He looks up and sees Dudey’s toys chasing him. “Not so fun being chased, is it?”

Dudley trips and falls down next to his mother, “Make it stop, you freak.”

“I know what you did to me,” one of Dudley’s toys grows taller. He stomps down on his leg, breaking it. “You cut me to pieces and glued me back together.”

“You strangled me and called me Harry,” a toy soldier starts to choke Dudley, “You are a monster, just like your father. We know what you did to your friend.”

Petunia tries to push the toy of Dudley but Harry hits her with the spoon across the face. “No. You are not saving him. You never saved me, instead you hurt me!” He keeps hitting her over and over again until the spoon breaks, “I hate you.”

“What else did she do to you?” Severus loves this side of Harry.

“She hit me with a pan if the food was not good enough. She always had something to complain about.”

Severus raises his wand, “Crucio.”

Petunia screams in pain. Her body starts to convulse, and she mumbles incoherently.

Severus watches as she tries to grab Harry with her other hand, and he breaks every bone before cutting it off too.

“Cool.” Harry walks into the kitchen and comes back with the heaviest pan he could find. He swings it a few times, bashing her head in. He is covered in blood and brain matter. “That felt good.”

Severus cleans him up, he looks at Dudley, “Oh, he’s dead.”

Harry kicks Dudley’s dead body, “What now?”

“We will take Horace’s body with us, and then once you’re asleep, I will come back and clean up.”

“I want to help.” Harry picks up one of Petunia’s hands and slaps Dudley with it.

“What do you want to do with the bodies?”

“Can’t we have some animals eat them? Like rats?”

“That we can.”

“Cool.” Harry scrunches up his nose, “The rats might get sick. Don’t want that. Can you make a fire inside the house that burns everything without burning the house down?”

“I have another idea. I shrink their bodies, and we put them down the garbage disposal. I will summon all of Vernon's parts and put them down the drain.”

“Yes.” Harry watches his Alpha work. He turns on the garbage disposal and puts his aunt's body in it. He watches the machine do its work, “Awesome.” He stuffs Dudley down next, then he watches Severus get rid of Vernon’s remains.

Severus shrinks down Horace’s body, “I will apparate us to my home.” A few moments later, they land in Spinner’s end. “This is my home. From the outside, it looks rundown, but as you can see, inside is state-of-the-art.” He walks down to his lab, Harry following him, “I am a potions master. I brew potions, and I have invented many. We will use some on him.” He enlarges Horace’s body and shackles him to the wall. He shows Harry a shelf with potions, “Your choice what we start with.”

Harry grabs one, “What does this do?”

“It makes flies grow out of your skin. Very painful.” Severus wakes Horace up and quickly forces the potion down his throat. “Hello, Horace. You will die here today or tomorrow.”

Horace is screaming, his skin feels like it is on fire, “You won’t get away with this. Albus will find out.” How did he end up here? His eyes go wide when he sees Harry next to Severus.

“That is where you are wrong. The law is on my side. You intended to rape an omega, and as an Alpha, I can take the law into my own hands. No jury will convict me after they see you used the Imperius curse on Harry.”

Horace pales, “How do you know?”

“I was there.” Severus pours another potion down his throat, “This boils your intestines from the inside but doesn’t kill you.”

Harry picks up a knife, he walks towards Slughorn and stabs him in the crotch, “Do you have something that makes him tell the truth?”

“Yes, it is called veritaserum.” He pours it down Horace’s throat, “What is your name?”

“Horace Slughorn.”

Harry stabs him again, “Are you an Alpha?”

“No.”

Severus starts to record, “How many omegas have you raped?”

“Twenty-four.”

“What were you promised after Harry was revealed to be an omega?”

“That I could regularly take Harry to my bed and get a cut of the money.”

“Who promised you that?”

“Albus Dumbledore.”

“How did he know Harry is an omega?”

“Albus has a book that tells him when someone presents as an omega.”

“Do you feel bad about what you are doing?” Harry takes a step closer to Severus when the smell of piss hits his nose.

“No. Omegas are whores and should be shared and not kept for themselves by selfish Alphas.”

“Do you hate that you are a beta?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because most betas find me unattractive. For every Alpha, there is an omega. That is not the same for betas.”

“Is Albus Dumbledore an Alpha?”

“No, he is a beta who uses Alpha pheromones to make people believe he is an Alpha.”

Harry tugs on Severus’ sleeve, “Can you teach me a spell to hurt him? The spell you used on Petunia.”

Severus hands Harry his wand, he puts his hand over Harry and guides him. “This spell relies on hate.” He squeezes Harry’s hip with his other hand, “Crucio.”

Harry takes a deep breath, he channels all the hate he’s been feeling for years, “CRUCIO!”

Slughorn lets out an inhuman scream. He starts to shake and convulse. He bites off his own tongue and swallows it. He is choking when suddenly he can breathe again.

Severus is proud of Harry, “Excellent, but we are not done yet. I am going to make him feel the pain he made all those omegas feel.” He raises his wand and casts another spell. He also gags Horace, “We will check on you tomorrow.” He leads Harry into his bathroom, “Take a shower. I’ll put some clothes on the bed. I’ll make something to eat.”

Twenty minutes later, Harry is sitting at the kitchen table and is slowly eating his food. “What happens now?”

“I want to bond with you. For that, I would use my wand, and I would put some of my blood on your skin and recite a few words.”

“What does it mean?”

“It means that you belong to me, and if you want, you can also initiate a bond, and I would belong to you. It means that no other Alpha can take you away from me. It means you are safe from people like Horace. Your scent will slightly change and signal to others you have found your match.”

“Yes.” Harry is surprised by how much he is eating. He never ate this much before.

“When you go into your first heat, which will be on your thirteenth birthday, we can claim each other. That would be a bite mark that happens during sex.” Severus cups his face, “Tomorrow I will take you to Gringotts and file our bonding with them. We also need to look into the vaults you inherited. And you need a guardian that is not me.”

“Okay.” Harry pushes his plate away. “What should I call you?”

“While we are here at home, Alpha or Severus will do. Once you are at Hogwarts, Sir, it must be.”

“Yes, Sir.” Harry smirks, “Thank you for the food, Sir.”

Severus rolls his eyes, “Brat.”

“Can we bond now?”

“Impatient are we?” Severus gets up and pulls Harry up. He leads him towards the library. He lights some candles and burns some sage, “To purify the air.” He cuts his palm and puts his bloody hand on Harry’s shoulder, he points his wand at the location, Mea custodire Mea est cura Mea est amor omega meum

A burning sensation runs through Harry’s shoulder, but it doesn’t hurt. He runs his finger over the mark, “Can I see?” He looks at it in the mirror, “Cool. My turn.”

“Your omega should know the words.” He bares his shoulder to Harry.

Harry cuts his palm and puts his hand on Severus’ shoulder, Mea custodire Mea est cura Mea est amor Mihi alpha. He watches the mark appear, “Wicked.”

Severus suddenly cries out; he is clutching his forearm. He quickly rolls up his sleeve, “It’s gone.” His dark mark is gone.

“What is gone?” Harry is confused, “Are you alright?”

“I am,” Severus pulls Harry into his arms and tells him everything. The next morning, they walk into the lab. Horace is barely alive. Severus runs a hand through Harry’s hair, “I am going to use legilimency to get into his mind and remove his memories. You can torture him a bit more before I kill him.”

Harry grabs the knife he used yesterday and carves nonsensical symbols into Horace’s body. “I’m bored. Kill him.”

Severus raises his wand, “Sectumsempra.” Horace’s body is being cut by invisible knives, and he is bleeding out. Severus shrinks Horace’s body and sets it on fire. He gathers the ashes and washes them down the drain. He looks at his omega, “Now onto Gringotts.”

Severus can feel Barty leave his mind. The story he told Albus was different. He never mentioned killing any of them. He looks at Albus, “Tiger.” Albus suddenly vanishes from the hospital wing. Severus is surprised when Minerva vanishes, too. “Everyone who knew Harry was with the Dursleys is facing charges.” He runs a hand through Harry’s hair, “They are all guilty of multiple crimes.” He looks at Pomfrey, “Can he go?”

“He is free to leave,” she discharges him, “Listen to your Alpha.”

Harry nods, “What about Ron’s scent making me sick?” I don’t want to puke every time I see him.”

“Albus cast a spell on him to mask his scent; that is enough for now.” Severus helps Harry out of bed. He looks at the two Gryffindors, “Your presence is not wanted nor needed. Toddle off.” He looks at Hermione, “Come by this evening.” He looks at Filius, “Tell your cousin to release everything.”

Albus is stroking his beard, “I am sure that is all a small misunderstanding.” He is facing numerous charges, from child neglect to attempted line theft. “Sirius Black gave me Harry’s guardianship after he was incarcerated.”

“Bullshit,” Griphook smirks, “Mr. Black was never Harry’s magical guardian. It has always been Master Flitwick, which you know, since you made sure the paperwork was lost within the Ministry.”

“You can ask Sirius yourself.” Albus needs to find a way out of this.

“Mr. Black is dead.”

“WHAT?”

“You heard me. Mr. Potter killed his godfather after Mr. Black tried to kill Master Snape. Ripped his godfather to pieces.” Griphook snarls, “Mr. Black made the mistake of not accepting their bond and paid for his life with it.”

This is not good! “What about Mr. Lupin? He was friends with the Potter. He might be able to confirm my story.”

“Mister Lupin fell into a coma before Mr. Potter was born. He cannot know, and he only woke up last year when Mr Pettigrew was killed by Master Snape.” Griphook knows there is no way out of this for Albus. “You should follow Miss McGonagall’s lead and plead guilty.”

“I am not guilty.” Albus needs to turn this around: “As his magical guardian, appointed by James Potter, I should have been told about Harry’s bonding with his Alpha.”

Griphook is getting annoyed, “You were never his magical guardian. We have no such documents. Furthermore, James Potter couldn’t have appointed you magical guardian since that falls to the mother. And in case of the mother’s death, then the father can appoint a guardian. And you don’t deserve to know anything about Mr. Potter’s life.” Time to drop a bomb, “We have Horace Slughorn’s memories. We know you told him to go to Private Drive and deflower Mr. Potter. We know about the Alphas and betas you had lined up who would rape Mr. Potter, and you would get paid handsomely for it. We have been sending you fake money to keep up the ruse.”

Albus is clutching his chest. How? “Lies.”

“Master Snape extracted the memories from Mr Slughorn before he was killed. We also have a memory of Mr. Slughorn talking to Vernon Dursley. We also have a memory of Mr Slughorn using the Imperius curse on Mr Potter.” Griphook snarls, “There is no way out of this for you.”

“You need me! Voldemort is going to be back! You need me to guide Harry to defeat him!” Albus is still clutching his chest; his heart is beating erratically. “He will be back!”

“Mr. Riddle is back. We brought him back last night using a ritual of ours. He regained his sanity and wouldn’t you know, Mr. Riddle is a beta who you tried to turn into an Alpha, which drove him to madness along with the soul splitting.” He sees Albus pale, “Oh yes, we know about the Horcruxes. We’ve known since Master Snape brought Mr. Potter to us.”

Albus collapses, he has trouble breathing, “He will…kill..you…all.”

“I highly doubt that,” Griphook makes sure Albus doesn’t die. I take it you want a trial?”

“Yes,” Albus croaks out, “I am innocent.”

Tom walks into the Great Hall, “I am Tom Riddle. I am your new headmaster. Pomona Sprout is my deputy.” He surveys the students, “There will be a lot of changes. I will be bringing back a lot of classes that were banned. Things are going to change.” He takes a seat. “Severus, how is Harry?”

“Complaining about his swollen feet, eating disgusting combinations, and napping a lot.” He smirks, “His sex drive has increased. We already have a lot of sex, but we never had this much.”

Tom laughs, “I bet you are not complaining about that.”

“Indeed not,” Severus looks at the Gryffindor table, “The two youngest Weasleys will be trouble.”

“I am aware,” Tom sips his juice, “I talked to Remus. He told me he found out that Peter was a spy for Albus and that Peter used an experimental spell on him that Albus wanted him to use on me. It was tied to Peter’s life force. Once Peter died, the spell broke, and Remus woke up. It was supposed to be another insurance that I would be back. No doubt Albus would have killed Peter if I weren’t brought back by other means.”

“Likely,” Severus looks at his godson, “Draco will be happy that Remus is teaching next year. I do wonder when Draco will claim Remus.”

“Lucius told me they are waiting for Remus to be at full health. The man is still recovering from everything Peter and Albus did to him.” Tom looks at his deputy, “I want to get rid of Binns. I will be teaching history until the end of the school year. Harry tells me he keeps droning on about goblin wars.”

“We have been trying to get rid of him for years,” Pomona is glad that Albus is gone. She leans closer, whispering, “Sybill needs to go too. She keeps drinking more and more, and some students get sick from all the incense she is using.”

“I already have a replacement.” Tom keeps talking to the other professors before he decides to make some rounds. He is climbing the stairs to the astronomy tower when he hears two voices. He slowly creeps closer.

“I can’t believe Dumbledore is in Azkaban. He promised me I would get Harry.” Ron is mad, “Can you believe they let a Death Eater run this school? There is no way Riddle is a good guy now. He’s Voldemort for God’s sake.”

“I was promised Harry’s money! I am sick of wearing second-rate clothes. We need to do something. We don’t need Dumbledore.” Ginny is pacing, “I will follow Harry and push him down the stairs. Hopefully, it kills the evil spawn inside him.”

“Yeah. How about I cut the filthy spawn out of him and kill it in front of him? Bet that makes the whore cry.” Ron snorts, “Snape should never have children. Doing the world a favor by killing it.”

Tom is surprised when a jet of green hits Ginny square in the chest. He looks to his left and sees Harry. He isn’t surprised when Harry uses Severus’ spell to kill the boy. “I didn’t hear you.”

“I come up here to clear my mind.” He rubs his pregnant belly, “They were a threat to my child.”

“They were.” Tom knows no jury will convict him.

center>-*-*-*-

Harry is rocking his son, “He’s finally here.”

Severus strokes his daughter’s cheek. He looks at his omega, “I am proud of you.” He hears the door open, and his seven-year-old daughter Hope and three-year-old son Benjamin enter. He helps them up on the bed, “Meet your siblings, Kimi and William.” He needs to send another gift basket to Mme Figg. If she hadn’t written to him, he would not be here right now. He and Harry had to kill a few more people who wanted to do them harm, but the law was always on their side.

Chapter Text

Remus grunts when Draco lands on top of him. Draco gets up, “Sorry.” He pulls Remus up. He looks around, “Where are we?” They are in a field.

“When are we?” Remus sees cars flying above his head. “What is the last thing you remember?”

“Your cock in my ass,” Draco checks his pockets, there is nothing in them, “I think we were in the Black library at Grimmauld Place when we had sex.”

“I remember the same. We were on our way to the kitchen when Walburga made some noise.” He closes his eyes, “There was an orange flash.”

They start to walk. Draco sees a newspaper, “Fuck. We’re in 3015. But we’re still in London.”

“I can’t feel any magic.” Remus closes his eyes, “My core is empty.”

Draco goes inside himself, “Ditto.” He tries to cast a wandless spell, and nothing happens. “Do you remember where the Muggle entrance to the Ministry is?”

“Yes,” Remus looks around. Much has changed, but the basic layout is the same. After almost two hours walking around, they find the telephone box. “Here goes nothing.” They step inside, and to their luck, it still works. A few moments later, they arrive at the Ministry. It is empty and abandoned.

Draco looks at the cobwebs littering the place, “What happened?” They start to explore and find very little. All the rooms so far have been empty and covered in dust. They make their way to the Minister’s office. Draco opens a drawer and removes a diary. He opens it and starts to read.

There is nothing we can do. Magic is dying at an alarming rate. We do not know the cause. It is only affecting Britain; my American counterpart told me they are fine. People who try to flee are cut down. It is like there is a magical barrier preventing people from leaving and coming. There is no one here to save us.

Draco keeps reading.

Albus Dumbledore is responsible for magic dying. He’s responsible for thousands dying. He was an evil man. I wish he were still alive so I could kill him. In 1985, when Harry Potter was five, he forcefully bonded with another boy, Ron Weasley. James Potter and Lily Potter allowed this bonding to happen because they believed it would save them from Voldemort. They died the same evening. The truth is, Harry Potter was a chimera who had a mate, and they were prophesied to expose a great evil. That evil being, Albus Dumbledore. Since he forced a bond to a person that was not his mate, on Harry’s seventeenth birthday, his creature emerged and killed Ron Weasley, who mistakenly thought he could control a chimera. Upon learning that his mate was already dead, Harry killed himself. Dumbledore was not exposed and continued to destroy our world, and his disciple Hermione Granger continued his work long after his death. It’s been seventy-six years since Minister Granger was killed when her home collapsed on top of her. I wonder if she knew about the damage she did.

“Fuck. I always knew Granger loved to hang on every word of Albus and believed him to be a God.”

My son died yesterday. He was killed by debris in Diagon Alley... Hogwarts turned into dust last week. Everyone inside died. They estimate about seven hundred students died, including staff. So many avoidable deaths.

I did more research, and I found out that Harry’s mate was Severus Snape. Snape died on Valentine’s Day 1997 when Voldemort attacked the school. He was one of many killed that day. I looked through reports, and I couldn’t find anything on what happened that day. How he got into the castle. How he was defeated. We know nothing, only about the attack and deaths.

“That is only a few weeks ago,” Remus puts his chin on Draco’s shoulders as he keeps reading.

I am one of a handful of people left alive. We are all gathered here at the Ministry. The building is goblin-made and won’t collapse. It will be standing after we are long gone. All creatures had long ago left this cursed place; they were able to leave, if they were still alive to leave in the first place. One of the last remaining people is Nebula Lupin. She is a descendant of Draco and Remus Lupin. She has been telling me stories about her great-great-great-grandparents, who were leading a resistance against Albus and his Order of the Phoenix. Sadly, they were killed when they were betrayed by Neville Longbottom, who gave up their location to save himself. She tells me they died holding hands. She tells me how, over the years, all of the opposition was silently killed off and painted as evil, followers of Voldemort who wanted to continue his work after his defeat at Albus Dumbledore’s hand.

Draco turns to the last page

I feel like the end is near. I will leave this here in hopes someone will find this someday, but I doubt that. Our magical world has been on its own for decades, and the rest of the magical world ignores us. They offered us no help when we were ruled by a Dark Lady. They aban…

“This was the last entry, October 30th 2108.” Draco looks at Remus, “This explains why Ron won’t let anyone near Harry and fends everyone off who wants to be alone with him.”

“It also explains why Severus and Harry are drawn to each other. Their creatures are sensing their mates in each other. When we get back, we need to lock them into a room and let nature take its course.” Remus cups Draco’s face, “We have children in the future.”

Draco gives him a soft smile, “We do.” He kisses Remus and smirks, “Want to shag in the Minister’s office?”

Remus growls, “If everything wasn’t covered in dust, I would bend you over and eat you, and then I slam my cock into your tight hole and make you scream my name while I pound into you. You wouldn’t be allowed to cum until I say so.”

Draco moans, “I love it when you talk dirty to me.” he licks his lips, “You can still fuck my mouth again. You loved it this morning.” He gets on his knees and looks up at his husband as he frees his cock. His eyes never leave Remus as he swallows him whole. He relaxes his throat and moans when he feels Remus hit the back of his throat.

“You look good with my cock in your mouth,” he puts his hand behind Draco’s head and guides him, “You’re slut for my cock, aren’t you?” He holds Draco’s head still and fucks his mouth, “Such a good boy for me.” He pushes Draco’s head against his crotch. He can see tears escape Draco and saliva running down his chin. He lets Draco catch his breath before he fucks his mouth again, “Gonna swallow my cum like a good little boy?”

Draco nods and moans around Remus’ cock. He can feel Remus swell further in his mouth and soon is swallowing down Remus’ seed. He cleans Remus’ cock and tugs him back in. He opens his pants, takes out his cock, and strokes himself. It doesn’t take long for him to spill over his hand. “Fuck, we can’t use magic to clean up.”

Remus grabs Draco’s hand and licks the seed off his hand, “Delicious.” He looks around, “We didn’t make that much of a mess, and it is not like anyone is gonna come down here. The only reason we even got to come down here is because of goblin magic. They never removed their magic from this place.”

“We should head down to the department of mysteries. Maybe something in there can help us.” Draco puts the diary in his coat pocket. “Extendable charm is not working.”

Remus takes Draco’s hand in his, “We should stop by the file room. I wonder if there are any files still here.” They arrive in the file room ten minutes later. Remus opens the first cabinet, “Empty. Just dust in here.”

Draco stills, “Babe, the diary said Hogwarts turned to dust. All this dust, what if it's files and people?” He shudders, “There was a big pile of dust in the chair at the Minister’s office.”

“Could be,” Remus pulls Draco into his arms, “Let’s head down.”

They are standing before the veil of Death. “It’s less imposing without the veil.” Draco leans closer to Remus, “This is a bust. We need to find a goblin. They might be able to help us.”

The Department of Mysteries was empty and covered in dust and cobwebs like the rest of this place. Remus nods, “Let’s head back up.” They make their way back to the Muggle entrance.

“Who are you?” Both quickly turn around, a goblin has his hand raised, a wand pointing at them, “No one should be able to get in.”

“My name is Remus Lupin, this is my husband, Draco Lupin. We are wizards, and we come from the year 1996. We landed in a field in London and made our way here.”

“Didn’t think you would ever show. Our seers told us that a pair from the past would travel to the future and save magic.” The goblin approaches them, “We have been waiting a long time. Grab my hand, I will bring us to the King.” A few moments later, they land in a posh office. “My name is Hisposk. King Tragnuk will be here shortly.” He points to a loveseat, “Sit down. I will bring refreshments.”

They take a seat, Draco looks around the office when another goblin wearing a crown enters, “I am King Tragnuk. My son tells me you are from the past.”

“We are. I am Draco Lupin, and this is my husband, Remus Lupin. It’s December 23rd 1996, where we come from.”

The King starts to write down notes. “How old are you?”

“I am twenty-eight, and Remus is twenty-five. We both teach at Hogwarts. I am a potions teacher, and Remus is a history teacher. We are both fire salamanders, and we’ve been bonded for eight years and married for five years. We were at Grimmauld Place, and then we were suddenly here.”

“I think I saw an orange flash and I heard Walburga make some noise.” Remus scratches his chin, “Draco inherited the place after Sirius’ death. He was suspicious of Albus and did it to piss Albus off.”

“We know. We have the records. Who were your parents?”

“Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Black were mine. Lyall Lupin and Hope McKinny were Remus’.”

The King presses a button, a file appears, “You denied Harry Potter access to the Grimmauld Place.”

“Yes, we both have become suspicious of Albus after the Triwizard tournament and don’t want him in our home. We know he would use Harry to get access.” Remus sighs, “He was counting on everything going to Harry, but everything went to Draco instead.”

“I would give Harry his inheritance if he weren’t constantly shadowed by Weasel and Granger.” Draco frowns, “Severus and Luna have access to our home, but Luna is in Sweden and Severus at Hogwarts.”

“Who is Luna to you?”

“She is my older sister. She is married to Dean Thomas.” Draco rubs his chin, “She is two years older than me.”

“How old are Harry Potter and Severus Snape currently?” So far, everything checks out.

“Harry is sixteen, and Severus is fourteen.”

“Who are their parents?”

“Both their parents are dead. Severus is being raised by his grandparents, and Harry is living in an orphanage.”

The King nods, “Once we figure out how to get you back, you need to get them to bond. It will override the forced bond Mr. Potter is under. We have looked into the bond, and Albus is using Mr. Weasley to order Mr. Potter to do their bidding. Behave like they want him to.”

“What happened?” Draco hands the King the diary, “I found this.”

The King quickly reads through it, “The moment Albus Dumbledore forced the bond magic started dying. It was a slow process and took decades for the effects to be known. Once Harry Potter killed himself, creatures slowly started dying. Albus covered it up; he didn’t want the public to know that half their population turned to dust and bribed Minister Fudge to sweep it under the rug. It is true that Hermione Granger continued Albus’ work and continued to destroy magic. She ended up marrying Ron Weasley. Weasley became an Auror who seemed to have carte blanche to kill everyone he pleased.” He shows them some old newspaper, “It was dark times, and my people left your world and retreated back to our own world.”

Draco skims over the articles, “Dear Lord, Granger actually made SPEW happen and killed off an entire race in the process.”

“How did she remain in power?” Remus reads another article, “Ron killed his sister?”

“Albus changed the laws that allowed Granger to stay in power until her death. She was a dictator.” The King looks at them, “What can you tell me about Ginny?”

“Ginny Zabini was adopted by Pansy and Blaise Zabinin after her father, Arthur Weasley, cursed her when she stood up to her brother Ron. She is attending Beauxbatons and is dating Fleur DeLacour.”

“She took over the resistance after you died, that is why her brother killed her.” The King shows them a timeline, “Our seers believe if Harry and Severus bond, the future we are living in now won’t happen. They believe their bonding will release a magical wave that will eliminate threats.”

“It can’t be that easy, can it?” Draco runs a hand through his head, “What about Voldemort? I don’t see any articles about him.”

“Albus Dumbledore is Voldemort. There is only an article praising Albus for defeating a great evil.”

Remus lets out a hollow laugh, “Of course he is. Explains a few things. How did he manage that?”

“Smoke and mirror tricks. He was good at making people see what he wanted them to see and make them believe what he wanted them to believe.” The King sighs, “He was an evil man.” He starts to read a report that appeared on his desk. “What were you doing before you landed here?”

“We were having sex in the library, then we got dressed because we wanted to go out and eat,” Draco frowns, “I remember a smell. It smelt like petrichor.”

“Interesting.” The King makes some notes, “Do you live at Grimmauld Place?”

“No, we own a house in Kent. That is our primary residence. We only go to Grimmauld Place to check up on it or if we need books from the Black Library.” Remus goes through his memories, “No one but us has been there in weeks. Oh, we also go there to have sex because it pissed Walburga off.”

“What about the Black house-elf?”

“Kreacher died with his Master Regulus in 1987.” Draco rubs his chest, “We have one, but Dobby never goes to Grimmauld Place without us. We tasked him to keep an eye on Harry for us.” He can feel tingling in his body, “My magic is returning.” He conjures a blue flame in his hand. He feels better now that his magic is back.

“You can stay here until we send you back,” The King sends a note to his servants. “We first need to figure out how you got here before we can send you back.”

“The dust in the Ministry, was that people?” Draco scoots closer to Remus; he hopes he is wrong.”

“Yes, everything and everybody that was not made by us, turned into dust.” The King gets up, “You can make use of our library. We have everything that ever happened in the magical world archived.”

They follow him outside, and a servant leads them to their rooms.

Remus is reading through some notes by a former goblin King, “Albus was Grindelwald too. Explains why there were no witnesses to their duel. All their meetings took place without witnesses.” They have been here for two weeks now.

“So it was Albus who recruited my aunt Bella to be his Death Eater.” Draco keeps reading. He comes upon a picture and inhales sharply.

“You okay?” Remus walks over to him. He sees what Draco is looking at, “Your parents.”

“Bella burned all of their pictures after my mother sided with Andromeda. This is the first picture I’ve seen of them.” Draco wipes away a stray tear; his parents were killed when he was two months old, and his aunt Andromeda raised him and his sister. She showed him a few memories of his parents, but she didn’t have many because they were estranged for years.

Remus wraps his arms around his husband, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Draco keeps looking, “Albus killed the Potters to get his hands on their money.” Draco laughs, “James made sure Albus never got his hands on the money. He had it notarized that only Harry could access it after he was tested for potions and spells. He also appointed a goblin as his guardian. Albus never saw a knut. The goblin guardian is the reason Harry is in an orphanage and not with someone else. It says here Albus tried once without Harry present.”

“Albus is hoping that with the forced bonding, Ron will get his hands on the money, and Albus gets his hands on it. I wonder how Albus thinks this will work. Harry would get a goblin purge, and Harry would be told that he was forcefully bonded.” Remus reads another article, “Granger took a handful of wizards and witches into the Muggle World and forced them to do magic in front of the Muggles.” He keeps reading, “One was stabbed to death, the other was shot in the head. The muggles grabbed their wands, and they were defenseless against the onslaught.”

“What did she make them do?” For as smart as Granger claims to be, she can be stupid sometimes.

“She had them transform stuff. A child had a broken arm, and one of them tried to fix it, but he removed the bones instead. It was Lockhart. How that man came to be a wizard is beyond me.” Remus shakes his head, “Ron went back and killed every Muggle that was present. Even the child.”

“I always knew they were trash and despicable people.” Draco runs a hand through his hair, “Let’s go and have sex. This is too depressing.”

They are on the way back to their rooms when they are intercepted by a servant and brought to the King. They sit down and wait for the King to speak, “We know how you get here.” He shows them a picture of a statue of a three-headed horse, “Have you seen this before?”

“Yes, it was in the living room at Grimmauld Place.” Draco goes through his memories, “Sirius removed it from the family vault. His mother hated it that is why he brought it back. It’s been in the Black family for centuries.”

“It’s a relic from Merlin’s time. It is rumored to inhabit a part of Merlin, who was a seer. The head on the left sees the past, the one in the middle sees the present, the one on the right sees the future.” He shows them the statue, “We found it in a pawn shop in the Muggle world. Our seers believe the statue has foreseen this future and brought you here to prevent it. We believe that when you both touch it, it will bring you back to the moment you left. You have enough knowledge to prevent this future from happening.” He hands them an envelope, “Give this to Griphook when you get back.”

A servant comes back with their belongings, “Thank you.” Draco takes Remus’ hand in his and looks at the King, “Thank you for your help.”

“Just make sure Albus and Granger don’t succeed.”

Draco and Remus touch the statue, an orange flash engulfs them, and in the blink of an eye, they are back at Grimmauld Place. Remus looks at the calendar; they are back in their present. “We should go to Gringotts immediately.”

“Yes,” Draco walks over to the floo. Luckily, as a Black by blood, he can immediately floo into Gringotts. They are quickly shown to Griphook’s office after showing them the envelope with the royal seal.

Griphook is reading the letter, “I want to see the diary.” Draco hands it to him, and the goblin starts to read, “This confirms some of our suspicions.”

“We will be calling Harry and Severus into our offices and then meet in the Room of Requirement.” Draco shows him an article from the future, “We need to get Granger banned from our world. She is going to commit genocide.”

“Show this to the elves, they will take care of her,” Griphook sends the letter to his King. “I will contact you once we reach a decision on how we will proceed. You can use my floo to go home.”

A few moments later, they are back in their home in Kent. Draco looks out of the window, “I almost forgot it is Christmas tomorrow.” He calls Dobby and shows him what Granger will do, “Spread the news.”

“We don’t have to wait until Hogwarts resumes.” Remus turns Draco around, “You can get Harry to Grimmauld Place, and I can collect Severus from his grandparents. From what Severus tells me, they will be glad to be rid of him. I will tell him you want his help to brew potions.”

Draco looks at his watch, “Tomorrow, it’s getting late.” He cups Remus through his pants, “I still want to have sex with you.”

Remus is laughing. Dobby told them the elves at Hogwarts have turned Hermione into a house-elf, and since she is not bonded to anyone, she is going mad and trying to get Albus’ attention. “Well done, Dobby.”

“Thank you, master. Bushy gir,l nasty female.” He has a gleam in his eyes, “She will die.”

“Good riddance,” Draco hands Dobby a gift, “Merry Christmas.”

Dobby opens it and hugs his new beanie to his chest, “Thank you, master, you are too kind.” He leaves with a pop.

“I want to go to Hogwarts and watch Granger annoy Albus.” Draco yawns and stretches, “But I would rather go back to bed and fuck you.”

“Is that your Christmas present to me? You cumming inside me?” Remus starts to strip and makes his way to their bedroom, “I must say, I love the idea.” Draco quickly catches up with him and takes him against the wall in their hallway.

Harry is confused, “But Ron is my mate.” As soon as he says it, it feels wrong. Why does it feel wrong?

Draco and Remus have been explaining to Harry and Severus that they are chimera mates. “Have you kissed Ron?” Remus wonders how far Ron and Albus have taken it yet.

“No, Ron always smells like asparagus when he tries to kiss me, and I always feel sick.” Harry blushes, “Severus always smells nice.”

Severus takes all his courage and kisses Harry. As soon as their lips touch, white magic swirls around them. “I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time.” He’s had a crush on Harry since he started Hogwarts.

Harry feels like a haze has been lifted from him. He kisses Severus again, “Mine.” He feels like he is burning, “Mine.”

“Yours,” Severus moans into the kiss. He feels like he is burning; he wonders if Harry feels the same.

Draco and Remus quickly retreat. Draco casts several spells on the door. “That worked well.”

They are sitting in the living room when a magical wave passes through them. Remus raises his eyebrow, “I guess they are now mated.”

Two hours later, the teens come downstairs, and they are looking fucked out. Harry digs into the food, “Sirius he knew. He knew Albus did something. That is why he had to die. Otherwise, Sirius would have raised me after my parents’ death since he was my godfather.” Now that his haze is lifted, everything is clearer to Harry. “It was not a coincidence that Sirius died a week after my parents.”

“Yes. That is also why I inherited everything and not you. He wanted to keep Albus from getting his hands on your money. Now that you are bonded to your rightful mate, Albus can’t control you anymore.” Draco hands him some papers, “You just need to sign these, and everything Sirius left you is yours.”

“Can we do it after I finish school?”

“Sure.”

Remus gets up when an owl taps on the window. He takes the letter and feeds her. “It’s from Gringotts.” He opens it, “It’s a list of names of those who died. Albus is dead, and so are Ron and Granger.”

Draco reads the list, “Mme Bones? I never pecked her as one of Albus’ cronies. I am surprised Doge is not on the list.” He looks at his husband, “Half the people who work at the Ministry are dead.”

“I know.” Remus looks at the children, “You just saved this world.”

“Who knew getting shagged into oblivion would save magic?” Severus pushes his plate away. He drags Harry off the chair, “Excuse us while we shag some more.”

Draco snorts, “I remember that we were the same. Couldn’t get enough of each other.”

“We still can’t.”

Draco smirks, “True. I wonder what will happen now.”

Remus gets up, “Now I will shag you. We will see about the rest tomorrow.”

Draco is going over reports; he’s been headmaster of Hogwarts for over five decades now. He looks up when his son enters, “Hey.”

Scorpius sits down, “I want to teach.” He hung his Auror robes up and is ready for something calmer.

“DADA?”

“No, astronomy. I know Sinistra is retiring.”

“Sure,” Draco makes a note, “Let me pass it by the staff and board, but there should be no problem. Have you heard from your sister?”

“Astra is trekking through Mongolia looking for potion ingredients.” He hands his father a card, “She gave me this for you.”

Draco reads it and snorts, “I will show your father later.” He and Remus have three children, “Andromeda is coming to visit next week.” They named their youngest after his aunt, who died after their son was born.

“Awesome,” Scorpius gets up, “I am going to annoy Damien.”

“Just marry him already,” Draco and Harry have a bet going on who will ask first. Draco believes Damien will, since his son is dragging his feet. He watches his son leave and goes back to his reports. The door opens again, and he smiles, “Hey, babe.”

Remus kisses his husband, “Hey, love. Severus approves of your plan.” Severus has been Minister of Magic for nearly three decades. “He thinks it is a good idea for us to be aware of Muggle weapons.”

After the magical wave was released and killed many people, tons of articles about the misdeeds of Albus and his followers were released. Many believe Lady Magic had had enough and interfered. Many were furious when they learned that Albus force-bonded Harry to Ron, and many said they deserved to die for that.

“I will go visit the orphanage in ten minutes. Harry called, Alicia has finally started talking.” Harry has been running an orphanage for decades. He and Severus were unable to have children because of the forced bond so they adopted every child that came to live in the orphanage. Draco gets up. He looks at the pile of dust in the vile on his shelf. The diary turned into dust once Harry and Severus bonded. The future has been avoided, and their world saved from extinction.

Chapter Text

Severus is sipping his tea; he can feel the taste of veritaserum, and he is overcome by betrayal. He schools his features and waits for the questioning to start.

Harry sees a mask come over Severus’ face, and it hurts him, but he needs to know the truth: “Have you been cheating on me?”

“No.”

Harry shows him a picture, “Who is this?”

“Marius Fletcher.”

Harry shows him a picture of them kissing, “Did you kiss him?”

“No.”

“But this is you kissing him.” Harry frowns, “Who is he?”

“Jeweler out of Germany.”

“Oh,” Harry looks back at the pictures, “Why did you go to see him?”

Severus looks stonily at Harry, “I commissioned an engagement ring from him for you.”

Harry inhales, “Oh.” He keeps looking at the picture of them kissing, “Why are you kissing in the picture?”

“That is not me.” Severus can feel the effect of the potion wear off. “This picture was taken at noon. I am always at Hogwarts at noon,” he points to a newspaper, “You can clearly see the date was two days ago.”

“You were in the Great Hall then,” Harry hangs his head, “I feel so foolish now.” As an Auror, he should have investigated further, but he was so hurt by the picture that he wanted to confront Severus immediately.

“You should be.”

Harry looks into Severus’ eyes, they are blank, “I had to know. When Pansy showed me this, I was hurt. I needed to know.”

“You don’t trust me.” Severus feels hurt, too.

“I do trust you.”

“No, you don’t, or you wouldn’t have dosed me with a truth potion,” Severus voices what he long since felt, “Sometimes I even doubt you love me.”

Harry feels like he’s been slapped, “But I do love you.”

“Do you?” Severus takes a hard look at Harry, “Sometimes I feel like you chose to love me depending on the day.” He had doubts from the beginning of their relationship. His heart is fully in it, but he wonders if Harry’s is.”

“I do love you. I am sorry I drugged you, but I needed to make sure you were telling the truth.” The blank look in Severus’ eyes is scaring him.

“Hm,” Severus gets up and leaves the kitchen. He hears Harry follow him, “Don’t. I need to be alone.” He goes into his lab and brews and thinks about what transpired and comes to a decision.

Harry is serving them dinner, “Made your favorite.”

Severus sees the hopeful look in Harry’s eyes. Does he really think a meal would be enough? “We are done. I cannot be with someone who doesn’t trust me and someone who doesn’t really love me.”

Harry drops the fork he is holding, “What?” Severus is breaking up with him? “I am sorry. Please give me another chance! I do love you!”

“I don’t think you do. I don’t even think you know what love is.” Severus hands him a box, “Sell it or keep it. I do not care.” He silently activates his portkey and is gone.

Harry opens the box, and a beautiful silver ring with green emeralds stares back at him. Tears start to flow, and he collapses on the floor. He holds it close to his chest and sobs. After a while, he gets up. He won’t give up without a fight. He grabs his coat and goes looking for Severus.

He’s been looking for three days straight with no luck. He knocks on the door.

“Potter,” Draco crosses his arms over his chest, “What do you want?”

“Do you know where Severus is?”

“Yes.”

“Where is he?”

“I am not telling you. You hurt him enough already. I knew getting involved with you was a mistake.” Draco was furious when he got a letter from his godfather explaining what happened.

“Please tell me,” Harry is desperate, “I need to talk to him. I want to fix this.”

“This isn’t something you can fix. You know that Severus didn’t trust easily and never let people in, but he made an exception for you. And what do you do? Betray his trust and throw his love for you back in his face.”

“Let him in,” Remus looks at Harry, “Take a shower and then we’ll talk.”

“Remus…”

Remus cups Draco’s face, “Let me handle this.” Draco lets Harry in and goes into his private lab, slamming the door shut. Of course, his husband would never turn away Prince Potter.

Harry is eating some soup. He’s been telling Remus what happened, “You understand why I had to do it?”

“Yes and no. Harry, you simply could have asked Severus and then asked him to take the potion.” Remus shakes his head, “You went about it all wrong, and I am not surprised Severus broke up with you.”

“Pansy has been living in Chile for the past six months. She hasn't been back to Britain since leaving. Someone played you, and you were stupid enough to fall for it.” Draco has no sympathies for Potter: “Severus will never take you back.”

“I have to try.” Harry wonders who could have played this cruel trick on him, “Who do you think it was?”

Draco and Remus are looking at each other, both seeming surprised at his question. Remus looks at Harry with pity, “Hermione and Ron. They hate you being with Snape.”

“What?” Harry shakes his head, “No. You’re wrong. They would never hurt me like that!”

Draco snorts, “Wow, you really are naive, blind, and stupid.” Draco lays out some harsh truths to Harry, “Ron hates you for not marrying his sister. Nevermind that Ginny is gay and not interested in you. He hates that he can’t get his hands on your money. Granger hates that you won’t use your political power to change the world in her view. They are only friends with you because of the money and power you have. They couldn't care less about you.”

Remus sees Harry ready to deny what Draco has said, “He is right. You should think long and hard about your relationship with them before you say anything.” He gets up, “Get some sleep. You can stay in the guest bedroom.”

Harry is lying in his bed, he has gone through his relationship with his friends, and Draco is right. He is going to confront them and find out if they are behind that fake picture. He groans when he hears Draco moan again. His silencing charm doesn’t drown out their moans and groans while they are having sex. He puts a pillow over his head, and he wonders when they will stop.

The next day, Harry is serving tea to his friends, “Did you fake the picture of Severus kissing this man?”

“Yes.” Hermione snaps her mouth shut.

“Why?”

“Because we wanted you to break up with the git,” Ron keeps drinking the tea, he wonders what Hermione is trying to signal him.

“Did you use polyjuice potion?”

“Yes. It was easy to fake the picture.”

Ron seems pleased with himself, and it pisses Harry off. He looks at Hermione, “Why did you want us to break up?”

“Because is a foul Death Eater and no good for you. It was for the best.”

“Don’t you want me to be happy?”

“No.”

“Were you ever really my friends?”

“No, Albus paid us to put up with you,” Ron stuffs his mouth with a biscuit, “We were promised a share of your money.”

Harry sits there and listens as Ron runs his mouth. His anger is mounting, “SHUT UP! I HATE YOU! I TRUSTED YOU, AND YOU BETRAYED ME! THE LOVE IS MY LIFE LEFT ME BECAUSE YOU TRICKED ME.”

“Good,” Hermione is laughing, “At least you’re rid of that stink, and you can move forward with your life. I know a nice witch you can marry.”

Harry whispers, “What did you just say?”

“I have a nice witch lined up for you to marry. Can’t have the savior be gay and dating that evil Death Eater scum. I was doing you a favor.” Hermione can’t stop talking, “I used a compulsion on you to use veritaserum on Snape. I knew he would hate that. You were so naive and trusting of us; using you was easy.”

Harry sees read, he holds out his hands, “SECTUMSEMPRA.” Hermione screams in agony.

Ron quickly gets up and tries to save his wife, “Help me!”

Harry walks over, his rage is still consuming him, and snaps Ron’s neck, “No. You deserve no help.” He watches Hermione bleed out and die. He feels numb and empty.

Draco knocks on the door, “It’s just me.”

Severus opens it, “What brings you here?” It’s been three months since he left Britain and Harry behind him.

Draco sits down, “Harry killed Weasley and Granger after they confessed to faking the picture. He received the dementors last week.”

Severus grabs the table, his knuckles turning white, “Oh.” This is the last thing he expected.

“For what it’s worth, Harry really did love you. He was questioned extensively under veritaserum, and more than once, he professed his love for you.”

“Oh,” Severus is confused when Draco hands him a tissue.

“You’re crying.”

Severus takes it, “Where is his grave?” He would like to say goodbye.

“No grave. He didn’t want one. He wanted his ashes to be spread at Hogwarts. Minerva refused.” Draco hands him a small urn, “I think he would have liked for you to have them.” Draco watches his godfather for a long time, “Are you okay?”

“No.” Severus is far from okay. He spent the last few weeks thinking and decided to talk to Harry and give them another shot. “I love him, and I wanted to give him a second chance.”

Draco doesn’t know what to say or do. He watches his godfather break down crying. He curses Granger and Weasley; they are responsible for this.

Severus gathers himself, “I’ll be fine, Draco.” He hugs the urn to his chest, “I will spread them in my garden. Thank you for coming and telling me.”

Draco nods and leaves with a feeling of dread. Two weeks later, he is holding his godfather’s urn in his hands, “Do you think they are together?”

“Yes.” Remus rubs Draco’s back, “I believe so.”

Chapter Text

“Can I help you?” The nurse looked at the man standing at the front desk.

Harry looked at the nurse, “I was wondering if you had a patient who is in a coma who is also a John Doe.”

The nurse looked suspiciously at him, “Why do you want to know?”

“I have been looking for someone for months, and I was hoping he was here. You’re the last hospital on my list.”

“We have someone here with no name.” She decided to show him the man, “Follow me.” She kept eying him with suspicion.

Harry followed her, hoping it was him. If not, he has to start looking outside of Britain. He entered a room and heard beeping. Tears sprang to his eyes when he saw the figure lying on the bed, “It’s him.” He looked at the nurse, “His name is Severus Snape.” He approached the bed, taking Severus’ hand in his, “How long has he been here?” One touch and his life feels right again.

She checked the file, “May 1998,” she wrote down his name, “Who is he to you?” She was glad to finally have a name, and this man clearly cared deeply for him.

“My soulmate,” Harry stroked Severus' hair, “The people I trusted the most betrayed me. They drugged me so they could get their hands on my money. It was by pure accident that I realised what they were doing to me. I got clean and came looking for Severus immediately.” He kisses his forehead, “Please wake up, love. I’m here now.”

“Do you know what happened to him? We could tell he had been bitten by a snake, but the bite was already healed. We have been trying to find out why he won’t wake up.” She made another note in the chart, “His condition has remained the same for the past twelve years.”

“I do not know,” Harry lied. He found out what spell Ginny used and how to reverse it. “He was attacked by a boa. Luckily, I was there and was able to save his life.”

“I will get a doctor. He can tell you more.” She left Harry alone with her patient.

Harry leaned over Severus’ face, “Come back to me.” He pressed his lip to Severus, and a small wave of magic was released. He heard the monitors beeping frantically.

The nurse was back. She checked on Severus when he opened his eyes, “Welcome back.” She wondered if he'd been waiting for his partners to find him before waking up. It’s like magic.

Severus turned his head, eyes locked with Harry. He tried to speak, but his throat hurt. He sipped some water, “Harry,” he rasped.

“I’m here. Sorry, it took me so long.” Harry cried, “I love you.”

“Love you too,” Severus whispered.

Two hours later, Severus sat up in his bed. Harry never left his side while he was looked over. Harry looked at him, “I was overseas escorting a Ministry official when I was hit by a spell meant for them. They took me to Gringotts there to find out what spell it was because I was dying. That is when they saw what spells and potions I was under. I got a purge, and then they showed me the test they did. Everything came back to me. Us bonding on my sixteenth birthday. Me silently breaking away from them. I started looking for you once the goblins told me you were alive somewhere. Everyone else believes I am in a coma back in Uganda. Everyone believes I have a contagious illness, and the ICW is keeping anyone from seeing me.”

“If I were dead, so would you be since we bonded our souls together,” Severus cupped Harry’s face, “Granger and Molly Weasley came for my body. They brought me to Grimmauld Place and fed me potions to keep me from dying. Then Ginny came and cast a true love’s kiss spell on me. They never planned on you finding out.”

Harry showed him a copy of his test, “They used everything they could think of on me.” He smirked, “Ginny never fell pregnant with my child. I am sterile. The little spell she cast on you turned me sterile.”

“We will make them pay,” Severus kissed Harry, “Tell me everything that happened in the past twelve years.”

Molly was at home brewing a potion. Harry woke up two days ago and will be home tomorrow. She brewed a love potion and several others. They needed to drug him again to keep him docile. She heard a noise outside and went to check. She clutched her chest, “You!”

Severus raised his wand, “Immobulus.” He walked over to her, “Surprise.” He looked up, “I can smell a simple love potion. It smells like you.”

Harry chuckled, “It smells like you.” He looked down at Molly, “I know everything.” He put a portkey on her chest and activated it, “She will land in a cell at the ICW.”

Pansy Parkinson walked out of the kitchen, “I recorded her the whole day. She had no idea I was here. She brewed an obedience potion for you, and she dosed a jumper in compulsion. I called in reinforcements; the place is on lockdown until we have concluded the investigation.”

“Thank you,” Harry walked over to Severus, “One down, more to go.”

Ron planted evidence in Malfoy’s shop, “Smug bastard finally going down.” He left and came back later with a search warrant. A smug look on his face when he discovered the dark artifact, “You are underrest ferret.”

Draco looked past him, “Minister.” He revealed a small monitor, and he pressed play. The Minister saw Ron planting the evidence. Draco looked at Ron, “I was at home having lunch with my son.”

The Minister, furious, looked at Ron, “You’re fired! We have been receiving numerous complaints about you. Many former Death Eaters are saying you planted evidence, and it looks like they are right. All your previous cases will be looked over by me.” He forcefully removed the badge from Ron, “You are a disgrace to the Auror department.”

“I will be filing charges against him. My shop was closed today. Ron here, broke in. The shop owner across the street saw you breaking in. He also caught you on his camera. This whole street is littered with security cameras. You seem to have forgotten that I live in the Muggle world now.” Draco rubbed his chest, “Today is the anniversary of Remus' death, and I always spend the day with our son.” He pointed at the sign, “It says so in the window.”

Ron said nothing. He needed to talk to Hermione; she could get him out of this.

Miles away at a secret location, Harry was cooking when he received the news of Ron’s arrest. He looked at his husband, “Two down, two to go.”

Hermione walked into her library and screamed. All her books were gone! She cast every spell she knew, but could find no cause for the sudden disappearance. She took a calming breath and went back to her office. She sat down and finished her speech. She wanted to be the next Minister of Magic. She would deal with this later. She looked up when she heard footsteps, “Rose, Hugo. Did you remove mummy’s books?”

“No.”

Hermione got up, slapping them both, “Do not lie to me!”

The children cried, “No.”

She slapped them again, “It is not nice to steal things.”

Rose held her cheek, “We didn’t do anything!”

Hugo nodded, “Some of our books are gone too.”

“Hmm,” Hermione checked their rooms, and they told the truth. She saw her favorite mug on her daughter’s nightstand, “You took my mug without permission. You need to learn to ask for things.” She froze Rose, put her over her lap, and swatted her hard, “You were naughty, and naughty children will be punished.” She took a brush and hit her daughter with the backside, ignoring the cries and screams. She stood up, “I am going to work. You two behave, or you will get the belt.” She smiled as her children cowered in fear. She flooed to her office and sat down to work.

Mme Bones knocked on Hermione’s door and entered, “Undersecretary Granger, you are under arrest for child abuse.”

“Excuse me?” How dare she interrupt her work!

“Your children alerted us and provided us with some memories last week. We set up a monitoring charm at your home, and it alerted us that you hit your children today.”

“What?” She misheard; she was sure of it. Her children would never tell anyone. They knew the consequences.

“You heard me. Get up and come with me quietly.” Mme Bones saw Hermione raise her wand and stunned her. “Have it your way.” Later that evening, Mme Bones informed Harry that Hermione was arrested.

“Three down, one harlot left to go.” Harry said as he and Severus tugged Rose and Hugo in.

Ginny was clubbing. Her husband woke up, and she would have to pretend to be a dutiful wife again, starting tomorrow. She enjoyed her time while her husband was recovering from whatever he contracted. Too bad, he didn’t die. She didn't have to hide her lovers while her dear husband was away. She gyrated with an older man; she always liked older, experienced men. She kissed him and pushed her ass against his crotch. She whispered into his ear to follow her to the bathroom. A few minutes later, she screamed his name as he pounded into her. She screamed again, but this time in horror as she saw Harry record her.

“Hello wifey,” Harry looked at the man, “Did she tell you she was married?”

The man smirked and continued to fuck Ginny, “You must not be very good if she goes looking for other people to satisfy her.”

Harry snorted, “Oh, she had to drug me and has been raping me for twelve years. I would never have consented to sleeping with her otherwise, since I am gay and in love with someone else. She and her family drugged me to make me compliant so they could get my money.” He looked at Ginny, “I know everything.”

The man snorted, “Funny story.”

“I hope you are using a condom, she is HIV positive.”

The man, disgusted and furious, pulled roughly out of Ginny, “Bitch. You should have told me. You’re not even that of a good fuck.” The man left, and Harry quickly acted and portkeyed Ginny into a cell.

Harry looked at himself, “How did it go?”

Severus turned back into himself, “Caught her in the act and told the guy she had aids. She is in a cell next to her dear family. Now we just need to wait for the trial to start.”

“We got them,” Harry smiled, “Busy day,” he smiled coyly, “Whatever should we do to celebrate?”

Severus removed their clothes and made love to his lover the rest of the night.

Ginny, Molly, Ron, and Hermione laughed at the charges they were presented with. They will easily beat those charges. Ginny didn’t cheat on Harry, Molly didn’t brew an illegal potion, Ron didn’t plant evidence, and Hermione didn’t abuse her children. They looked at their lawyer, who told them he would make this go away.

Severus stroked Harry’s swollen belly. He wasted no time in getting him pregnant after he was released from the hospital six months ago. He placed a kiss on the belly, “Papa loves you so much already.”

His son kicked him in the ribs, making him groan. “Daddy would love you more if you stopped kicking my ribs.”

“The trial is in a week,” Severus put Harry’s feet in his lap and massaged them, “They are being kept apart. They all claim their innocence. They have the same lawyer.”

“We have evidence there is no way out for them.” Severus kissed Harry, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” He groaned; the massage felt so good. He wanted to repay his lover, “I want to suck your cock.”

“My clients are innocent,” the lawyer looked around the room, “This is just a small misunderstanding.” He would have this wrapped up quickly. He made sure to have all the trials combined.

“There is no misunderstanding. Your clients are guilty.” Minister Shaklebolt tapped his wand. A video of Ginny Weasley cheating on Harry Potter is shown.

“That is not me! Someone used polyjuice potion.” Ginny said, outraged.

“If it wasn’t you, why come it was you then who landed in the cell? We also tracked down all your former lovers. You slept with over two hundred men in the past twelve years.”

She snapped her mouth shut. How could they know?

The Minister showed a recording of Ron Weasley planting evidence, “We have gone over his cases, and we found out he killed six people in cold blood and fudged the reports to make them state self-defense. All the victims were former Death Eaters, and one was a child. He also planted evidence at many homes. Some were opposed to his wife’s rise in the Ministry. All those people have been released, and we have decided Mr. Weasley will be paying them each 100,000 galleons for the injustice done to him.”

“Someone used polyjuice potion!” He thought he was untouchable!

“Your magical signature was all over the place.”

Ron sat down furiously, shooting daggers at Draco. This was all his fault.

Mme Bones showed pictures of Hugo and Rose Weasley covered in bruises, “Miss Granger has been abusing her children for years.” She showed them a memory of Hermione hitting Rose with a leather belt and Hugo with a whipping charm. “We ran medical scans on them, and they suffered multiple bruises and broken bones, which were fixed by her and covered up.”

“How I discipline my children is none of your business.” Hermione huffed, “They are brats and need to learn how to listen and do as they are told.”

“Abusing children is illegal. What you are doing is not disciplining them but abusing them,” Mme Bones looked at Ron, “What do you have to say about this?”

Ron shrugged his shoulders, “I don’t care what she does to them. I never wanted them in the first place.”

Mme Bones shook her head. She turned to Molly, “You were brewing a love potion intended for Harry Potter. You also knitted a jumper for Harry Potter, which was imbued with compulsions. Why?”

Molly remained silent.

“But let’s talk about the fact that you’ve been drugging Harry Potter for twelve years so you get your hands on his money.”

“Poppycock. Where is that evidence?” The lawyer asked.

“I am married to Harry; the money is rightfully mine.” Ginny stood up, “I just wanted to take care of my family. Is that so wrong?”

“You are not married to him,” Griphook snarled, “Mr. Potter is bonded to Mr. Snape. A soulbond trumps a marriage. The contract you filed was illegal.” He held up a decapitated head, “We took care of the goblin who was helping you. You removed his money illegally. You used his seats illegally.” He looked at the lawyer and handed out copies of the test, “This was done when Mr. Potter was hit by a spell intended for Mr. Kleinigen. The test was done in order to find out what spell was used and how to save Mr. Potter’s life.”

“You kept me in a coma because you knew I needed to stay alive in order for Harry to stay alive,” Snape revealed himself and played a memory, “You never counted on Harry finding me and breaking the spell. You also never anticipated our love being true love. You all thought I was using him and bonded with him against his will.”

Harry joined his lover, “Sev never used me, unlike some other people.”

“You’re pregnant!” Ginny felt sick, “How?”

“Well, you see, Miss Weasley, Harry was lying on his back when I made love to him and when I spent my seed inside him. Unlike you, I didn’t have to use potions on him to get him to sleep with me.” Severus said condescendly at her.

“I was supposed to have your child! We used so many potions, but nothing ever worked!” She quickly snapped her mouth shut.

“Because the spell you cast on Mr Snape made Mr Potter sterile.” Mme Bones showed them the evidence, “Miss Weasley has been dosing Mr Potter with love potions and not the kind you brew at school, for over a decade, and raping him. She has also been using compulsions and the Imperius curse on him.” She showed them the spell they did on her wand, ”As you can see, she also killed someone. Upon further investigation, we found out she killed Blaise Zabinin six years ago.”

“Using a love potion to help feelings along is not wrong. And my client didn’t rape Mr. Potter.” The lawyer said confidently, “And someone could have taken her wand and killed Mr. Zabini.”

“It is rape. The love potion your client used was banned ages ago because it sends the target into a haze during which he loses control of all his functions and is basically a puppet awaiting orders. There was no consent on Mr. Potter’s part. And we know it was your client, Mr. Zabini, who kept a diary of the women he met and when.”

Minister Shacklebolt looked at the accused, “We know you are guilty. You can deny it until you are red in the face.” He looked at the goblin, “Griphook, you also have filed charges on Mr. Potter's behalf.”

“Yes,” he snarled at them, “Theft, illegal removal of family heirlooms, illegal removal of family books, illegal use of family properties, illegal use of family seats, and attempted line theft.” He showed his evidence, “We closed your accounts and took whatever mere savings you had to start paying back Mr. Potter. We held our own trial and found you guilty. Molly Weasley, you owe Mr. Potter 759,824 galleons, interest included. You only used the money to buy potion ingredients. Ron Weasley, you owe Mr. Potter 865,457 galleons, interest included. You used your money to buy new brooms, sweets, and candy. Hermione Granger, you owe Mr. Potter 1,256,487, and an additional 25,365 for the damage to his books. You used the money to buy books and the newest Muggle technology, and you bought an apartment in the Muggle world.” He stared at Ginny, “Ginerva Weasley, you owe Mr. Potter 6,325,894 plus another twelve million, a million for each year, you used, raped, and abused Mr. Potter.”

“You cannot do that! My clients don’t have that kind of money.” The lawyer said, outraged.

“We are well aware they don’t have that money. That is why we came up with a fitting punishment. Translated, it means bleed money. Each day, the accused will be strapped to a bed, small needles will be attached to their bodies, and blood will be drawn. Each drop of blood equals one knut. Once they have paid back the money.”

“That is barbaric! I will contact the ICW! I will not let my clients be tortured!” The lawyer said furiously.

“I did approve this punishment,” the Supreme Mugwump entered the room, “Your clients deserve nothing less. Mr. Potter is a war hero who defeated Voldemort at the age of seventeen, and those he trusted the most betrayed him in every way imaginable. Mr. Potter lost twelve years with his soulmate because his so-called friends were greedy. You will find that your Ministry has the backing of ICW and the rest of the wizarding world. You should be lucky the trial is here in Britain and not Brazil. Otherwise, they would have lost their heads already.”

“My clients are being railroaded. I will not stand for this! I demand a fair trial. You are clearly all biased against my clients…”

Severus cut him off, “Give it up, Albus, we know it is you pretending to be their lawyer. How else would they have known Harry and I were soul-bonded, and I needed to be kept alive? You were the only one we told.” Severus waved his hand, and the lawyer turned into Albus. “We know you have been guiding Hermione to become Minister of Magic. We know the laws that were passed were on your orders. You were smart, the bills said one thing but did another thing. We also know you killed Arthur Weasley during the war and took his place.”

Everyone looked surprised. They all thought Dumbledore was dead. Albus tried to flee, but he was caught, “Let me go. You can’t hold me!”

“That is where you are wrong,” Mme Bones smirked, “The chair you sat in siphoned your magic. You are a squib now. As a matter of fact, you all are.” She nodded at some Aurors, “Take them to their cells. They will all get life in Azkaban.” She hit the gavel, “Thís trial is concluded.”

Harry and Severus left the room. Severus embraced his lover, “It’s over.”

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Severus is following the brat; he doesn’t seem to care that a madman is after him. Naive fool thinks he is safe in the Muggle world. He quietly approaches the boy and almost laughs at how easy it is to grab him.

Harry lands hard on the floor, “What the fu..” He screams when his body is hit with a crucio.

“Welcome, Harry Potter,” Voldemort looks at Severus, “Well done. I did not think it would be that easy.”

“Thank you, my lord. So did I. Just like his father, arrogant enough to believe he would be safe in the Muggle world.” Severus bows, “Before you kill him, might I ask to perform the spells his father and godfather used on me?”

“You may,” Voldemort uses the crucio curse on Harry again, “After all, dear Harry should experience what his dear family liked to do.”

Harry is crying. He looks accusingly at Severus, “You! You were supposed to protect me!” Dumbledore told him Snape was on their side.

Severus laughs, “Did you honestly think I would protect the son of my bully and former friend? You are delusional to think I would protect you. Your mother betrayed me long before she ended our friendship. She is a mudblood and deserved to die. Just like your father.” Severus raises his wand, “Let’s start with a favorite of theirs.”

Suddenly, Harry hangs upside down in his boxers, and he can see the other Death Eaters enter and laugh. He doesn’t know how long this has been going on, but he is in pain. Vernon hitting him never hurt this badly. He is panting, “You’re lying, my father was a good man. Sirius never did anything to you. You are just a spiteful man who takes it out on a kid because my mother didn’t choose you.”

“Is that what you think?” Severus grabs Harry by the neck, “Let me show you some memories and show you what good people there were.”

Harry is pushed into a Pensieve, and he watches his father and godfather bully Snape relentlessly, and Snape never fights back. He watches his mother laugh when Snape is assaulted and when he is hanging upside down in his underwear and being whipped. He watches Snape call his mother a mudblood after another prank played on him. He feels sick when he watches his father and godfather rape Snape, and he is disgusted when he sees his mother watching and telling them what to do and teach Snape a lesson. He watches someone help Snape, and Snape tells them that he won’t bother reporting it since Albus will just sweep it under the rug. More memories play of his father and godfather making Snape’s life hell, and no one helping him. Harry is ejected and lands on the floor.

“You are lucky I have more honor than your faultless family. I will not rape you.” Severus drags him into the middle of the room, “The same can’t be said for others.”

Harry tries to flee, but he is caught, his boxers are ripped from his body, and his body is pushed down on the floor. He screams in agony when someone slams their cock in his dry passage.

Severus watches dispassionately as the Death Eaters take turns raping Harry. He turns to the Dark Lord, “If I might make a suggestion? Do not release the news of Potter’s death just yet. Let Albus and his sheep run around like headless chickens trying to find him. Reveal his death at the right time.”

Voldemort is silent for a long time. “You have a point,” he says, gets up, and walks over to Harry. The boy is covered in semen and blood. He raises his wand, “Avada Kedavra.” A jet of green light hits Harry in the chest, and he dies. Voldemort looks at Nagini, “Eat.”

Albus is at his wits' end. Harry has been missing for two years now. He has exhausted all his options; it’s like Harry just disappeared. He knows Voldemort hasn’t killed Harry; the man would have bragged about it. He returns to Hogwarts and frowns when he can’t enter. He tries again when, out of nowhere, it starts to rain blood. He looks in horror as several heads come floating towards him. He cries out in shock when he sees Minerva’s head floating before his eyes. Her eyes are gone, and in the place of her eyes are two snakes.

“In case you are wondering, Harry is dead.” Severus steps out of the shadows, “I brought him to the Dark Lord. He was tortured and raped before he was killed. That was during the summer of 1995. It was funny to watch you run around and look for the brat.”

“Dead?” Albus’ eyes narrow, “What is going on?” Harry can’t be dead!

“My master is inside, he ordered Bellatrix to kill every mudblood and blood traitor. Sadly, the number is high.” Severus points at the head, “I took great pleasure in killing Minerva, I made her suffer greatly.”

Albus raises his wand, but it flies out of his hand.

“Thank you for this,” Severus sets the wand on fire, “You were a fool to believe that I wanted the light side to win. I know how dark the light side really is. I have always been Voldemort’s man. It was our plan to make you believe I changed sides. You actually believed I loved Lily so much that I would protect her spawn for her memory. I loathed that filthy mudblood bitch. She got off easy when my master just killed her. She deserved worse.”

“You won’t get away with this! My order will...”

“Everyone in the order is dead. Draco let everyone into Grimmauld Place this evening, and everyone was killed. Draco took great pleasure in killing the mutt, and afterwards he burned the place down.” Severus smirks, “Fudge was more than happy to let us handle the traitors.”

Suddenly, the dead body of Ginny Weasley lands before Albus, “I told her you were her father before I killed her. I lied, of course, but the look of disgust on her face was worth it.” Voldemort sends a hex at Albus, “We have taken over the school and cleansed it of the filth that has been tainting the school for too long.”

Albus tries to call his phoenix, but the bird doesn’t appear. “Someone will stop you!”

“I doubt it.” Voldemort raises his wand, “Oh, before I forget, Severus is my husband,” and kills Albus, then sets his body on fire. He looks at Severus, “The school awaits its new headmaster.”

Severus bows, “You are too kind, my lord.”

Voldemort takes Severus’ hand, “Ready for the rest of our lives?”

“Yes.”

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Ginny is counting down the minutes. In a few moments, she will be turning seventeen, and she will finally make Harry hers. She will call upon the seventh child's magic; whatever wish she makes will be granted. She will wish to marry Harry and finally get her hands on his money. Hermione brewed her love and lust potions, which she will need to use to make everyone believe Harry is in love with her, too. Harry has been ignoring her advances for years, and she has been telling people he is playing hard to get or waiting for her to reach adulthood. Luckily, people are so fickle and believe her. Plus, she is doing this for his own good. He needs her to organize his life and tell him what to do. He needed Hermione to guide him through school; now she will guide him through life. She smiles when the clock moves a second past her birthday. She takes a deep breath, “I, Ginerva Weasley, invoke my right as the seventh child born to have my wish fulfilled. I, Ginerva Weasley, wish to marry Harry Potter. So mote it be.” Magic swirls around her; she hears it whisper, So mote it be. She does a happy dance and goes to sleep.

Ginny is on cloud nine. She smiles at her mother, “I am getting married!” She wrote the marriage contract this morning. She added some clauses that she hid. To Harry, it will be a standard marriage contract.

“Oh, did Harry finally come to his senses?” Molly hugs her daughter, “I knew that boy was just dragging his feet.” Molly had to listen to Ginny complain about Harry denying his feelings for her for years now. Molly has told Ginny that Harry was fighting a war and didn’t have time for relationships, and to give it time. She thinks Harry has been taking his time trying to figure out his life now that Voldemort is dead and he graduated from Hogwarts.

“Better. I invoked the seventh child's magical wish. Harry has to marry me!” Ginny is bouncing up and down, “I already have a dress! It's fitting for a Lady.” She hugs her mother again, “I will buy you a nice dress for the wedding. I am sure Harry wouldn’t want his mother-in-law to show up in drag.”

Molly frowns, “Ginny, are you sure this was the right thing to do? What if Harry doesn’t want to marry you?” Doubt enters her mind. To be honest, Harry has barely talked to Ginny since the war ended, and whenever Molly saw him, Harry was short but friendly with her. “I don’t want you to be stuck in a loveless marriage.” She never asked Harry if he had feelings for Ginny, she just believed her daughter.

“Harry loves me, I am just helping him along to admit his feelings,” she won’t tell her mother that she will dose Harry with potions, her mother would be furious. “You can ask Hermione, she can tell you that Harry is in love with me.” She leaves to find her friend, they need to dose Harry as soon as he comes to them. Her mother is too suspicious for her liking.

The day continues, and soon the house is full of guests for Ginny’s birthday party. Hermione hands her a gift, “For your wedding night.” She hugs her pseudo-sister, “Soon you’ll be rich.” Ginny promised her access to the library and that she could take any book she wanted.

Ginny thanks her, she greets everyone, and joins her brother. She looks around, “Where is Harry?” He should be here by now.

Ron shrugs, “Dunno. Haven’t seen him.” He hasn’t talked to Harry since their fourth year when Harry’s name was called, and he had to participate in the tournament. But that was not the only reason Ron and Harry are no longer friends.

“You need to get over whatever it is. Harry is going to be my husband, and I won’t let you ruin this for me.” Ron never told her what happened between him and Harry.

Ron looks at his sister and starts laughing, “Good one. Harry will never marry you.”

“He will! I made a wish last night. As the seventh child, I can ask for anything, and I asked to marry Harry Potter, and it was granted!” Ginny swats his arm, “If you are not nice, I will not share his money with you.”

Ron is still laughing and walks off. He tells his brothers, and they too start laughing. Ron doesn’t want Harry’s money, and Ginny is a fool if she thinks she can get her hands on Harry’s money.

Ginny walks away in a huff. An hour later, she is eating cake when there is a knock on the door. She gets up, a smile on her face. Harry must be finally here. She opens the door, and before her stands a man with blue hair, a lip piercing, and he is covered in tattoos. “Can I help you?”

“I am looking for Ginvera Weasley.”

“That is me. Who are you?”

“I am Harry Potter.” He shows her a document, “This says I have to marry you.” He was surprised when a goblin showed up at his apartment. He left the wizarding behind years ago.

Ginny grabs the document and reads it. “No!” She screeches, “This cannot be!” She sees the goblin seal, “You can’t be Harry Potter!”

“I am,” he shows her his ID, “Says so here.” He sighs, “I was born in Canada in 1971 and left the wizarding world behind after I graduated from Ilvermorny. Imagine my surprise when I got this.”

“This is a mistake!” Ginny needs to talk to Hermione.

Ron grabs it and reads it, laughing again and points at the man, “This is Harry Potter.” He is holding his stomach, “You wanna know why I am no longer friends with Harry? Because he’s shagging Snape.”

“WHAT?” Ginny looks at her brother, “WHAT?”

“It’s true, sister.” Fred smirks, “He’s been getting his wand polished by the dungeon bat.”

“All those detentions he got? It was a cover so they could see each other,” George puts a hand over his heart. “Snape is a romantic. He killed Voldemort for Harry, then asked Harry to marry him.”

“Yeah, if it was up to Dumbledore, Voldemort would have taken Hogwarts before Voldi was killed. But Snape didn’t agree with Dumbo’s plan, so he and Harry came up with another plan.” Fred laughs, “Snape and Harry didn’t want to be apart for a year while Harry hunted horcruxes.”

George nods, “Yeah, they did a simple purging ritual to get rid of the one in Harry, then Harry used Snape’s mark to call the others to them. After they destroyed them, Harry used Snape’s mark to incapacitate all the Death Eaters, and they went to Malfoy Manor, and Snape killed Voldemort.”

“So that’s how they did it!” Everyone looks at Ron, who shrugs.

“They’ve been married almost two years now,” Remus looks at Ginny, “Harry’s birth name is not Harry Potter. His full birth name is Harrison James Orion Black Potter.” He looks at her, “It never would have worked even if you had his birth name since Harry is already married.” He nods at Molly, “Thank you for the tea.”

“Who invited you?” Ginny can’t believe this is happening. She never knew Harry Potter was not his real name.

“The twins invited me. Harry knew you would try something like this since you kept ignoring him, telling you that he was not interested, and you kept hounding him even after he told you he was gay. I am just here to witness your plan blowing up in your face.” Remus smirks, “I will be showing them this memory later.”

“Where is Harry?” Molly should have asked Harry herself if he had feelings for her daughter: “We barely see him.”

“He and Severus are traveling the world. They are currently in New Zealand.” Remus laughs, “Harry is enjoying not being recognised all the time.”

Ginny is angry, “I will not marry him,” she points at the man, “I will not!”

“You will lose your magic if you don’t,” Remus looks at his watch, “I really have to go. I promised Draco I wouldn’t be gone for more than an hour.”

“I am surprised he let you come at all.” Charlie rolls his eyes, “Who knew being pregnant would turn him into such a girl?”

Remus growls, “Careful, that is my husband you’re talking about.” He turns around and leaves.

Ginny leaves and goes to Gringotts. She is led into an office and puts the document on the table, “Fix this! I do not want to marry this Harry Potter. He is the wrong Harry!”

The goblin reads it, “You made the wish, and you got it. You will have to marry him or lose your magic. It is not our problem that you didn’t have all the information.” He smirks, “Be careful what you wish for.”

Ginny screams and storms off back home. She runs into Hermione, “Help me!” She ignores the other Harry, who is talking to her mother.

Hermione is screaming. She looks down at her right hand, and it is gone.

Ginny is horrified, “What happened?” She quickly heals the wound, “We need to get you to St Mungos.”

The healer looks at the wound, “It’s a curse wound. What were you doing?” Hermione and Ginny are silent. “I called the Aurors; maybe you will be talking to them.” It has been all over the papers how Ginny Weasley tried to force Harry Potter to marry her.

Tonks shakes her head. She has been investigating the situation for the past few hours. “You two are fools. A magical wish cannot be broken.” A parchment appears on the desk. She reads it and sighs, “It says that if Ginny doesn’t marry Mr. Potter in the next 24h, she will forfeit her life. It also said losing your hand, Hermione, was your punishment for trying to break the spell; you also lost your magic.”

Hermione cries and Ginny is resigned.

Ginny is crying into her pillow. As soon as she was married, her new husband left her and went back to his life in Canada. She thought he would take her with him and take care of her, but she was in for a big surprise when he told her it was only a marriage on paper and that he wanted nothing to do with her. But it got worse; her parents threw her out after they found all the potions she was going to use on Harry. The wizarding world shunned her, and no one wanted to give her a job. She and Hermione left and made a life in the Muggle world. She is holding her stomach. Every time she has sex with someone, she feels sick, and her insides are burning. She knows it’s the magical contract punishing her for cheating, but she is willing to bear the pain in order to enjoy sex, but the pain is getting worse.

Hermione hands her some pills, “This will help.” Hermione has been working as a secretary. She has tried to get a new hand, but the curse prevents her from getting a prosthetic. She looks around their small apartment, and they are barely making do.

“It’s not fair!” Ginny takes the pills and falls asleep. The next day, she is at work when she hears his voice. She turns a corner and sees him. She is about to march towards him when an invisible barrier keeps her at bay. She sees Harry kneeling down and talking to a child who can’t be older than four. She hears the child call Harry daddy, and it sends a pang to her heart. She should be there with him. Her face coils in disgust when she sees Snape join Harry, a baby in his arms. She is crying when she sees them share a soft kiss. She yells, “Harry!” He doesn’t turn around to look at her; he simply ignores her. She tries to get nearer, but magic keeps her at bay. She is hurt and angry that she is prevented from talking to him. It’s unfair! When she returns home, she tells Hermione, “It was disgusting.”

“I know where they live. They are at Grimmauld Place. I was walking by and saw them enter.” Hermione gets up, “Let’s go.” Hermione grabs her, and they apparate on the steps. She opens the door, and to her relief, it does open.

Ginny sees a note on the table. She reads it, “Magical destruction of Grimmauld Place.” She looks at the timer, “We have to leave.” She grabs Hermione, and they quickly leave the house. A few moments later, they watch Grimmauld Place disappear.

“You will never see Harry again. He knows you saw him today,” Remus looks at Ginny, “He took out a magical restraining order against you. He will never be yours. Harry and Severus are happy.”

“I should be his wife!”

“You only wanted his money,” he hands her some papers, “You have been cheating on your husband. He divorced you, and you have to pay him alimony.” He can smell that her body is decaying; she will live another three years, if she is lucky. Remus looks at Hermione and shakes her head before apparating home.

Ginny collapses on the ground and weeps.

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Remus empties another bottle and lets it clatter to the floor. His vision is blurry, and he feels numb. He wishes he were dead, but there is no death for him. This is his punishment for what he has done. He staggers to his feet, he kicks an empty bottle out of his way, and makes his way to the kitchen to grab another bottle. Getting drunk is the only thing he does these days. He sinks down to the floor and starts to drink. The alcohol no longer burns going down his throat. It settles uncomfortably in his stomach. He smells himself, and he smells ripe. He should take a shower, he doesn’t remember the last time he has taken one.

Thirty minutes later, he’s lying on the sofa, his head spinning. He feels himself getting sober and quickly empties the bottle from earlier. He doesn’t want to be sober and face reality. In his drunken state, he can pretend everything is okay. In his drunken state, he can believe that Draco is still alive and not dead. In his drunken state, he doesn’t have to take responsibility for driving Draco to suicide. In his drunken state, he can pretend he never intentionally broke their bond because he was scared of being happy. In his drunken state, he can pretend that Draco is just waiting for him upstairs. In his drunken state, he doesn’t have to admit how much he hates himself.

Remus looks at the calendar. Twenty-three years ago, he destroyed the only good thing he had in life. He only realised what he had after Draco was dead. Not a day goes by that he doesn’t regret cheating on Draco with Tonks. He thought he was doing the right thing for them. Let Draco go so he can be happy with someone else. But Remus never believed their bond to be real. He thought it was just something Draco said to justify them being together. Remus honestly believed he had no mate. When Draco caught him in their bed with Tonks, Remus felt their bond for the first and last time. Draco was too fast for Remus to catch him and disappeared. It was only two hours later that Draco was found dead. He took his own life because he didn’t want to live with the humiliation of everyone knowing his mate cheated on him and broken their bond. In an instant, Remus became persona non grata in the magical world. He did the only sensible thing and left the magical world. He has tried many times to kill himself, but something always saves him. He hopes that one day he will succeed.

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Draco dodged a spell, “Watch it! You almost took my head off!” War surrounded him; the dark side was winning, and Harry Potter was dead. He turned a corner and saw someone, “Freeze.”

The person turned around, relief on their face, “Draco. You’re alive.”

“What does it matter to you?” Draco raised his wand, “Don’t move.”

“I am your mate!” Remus approached him, “Draco, lower your wand.”

“You are not my mate. No filthy halfbread is my mate. It is just something you said to get me to join your light side! I am not stupid, you know, father told me your evil plan!”

“I am really your mate,” Remus stood before him, “You know it to be true!”

“No. Lies. All lies!” Draco looked into Remus' eyes. He saw love there, but he felt only anger, “Avada Kedavra.”

Remus was surprised when the jet of green light hit him. He fell to the ground dead. “Well done, Draco.” Bella clapped her hands, “So proud of you.” She kicked the dead body, he would not sully her nephew.

Draco watched the lifeless body. Remus was not his mate! His father and aunt told him it was a ploy to get him to turn on his family. He followed his aunt and fought until the war was over.

“What happened?” Bella looked at the dead body, “His cock too small?”

“I don’t know!” Draco ran a hand through his hair, “As soon as we were done, he dropped dead.”

“Hmm,” Bella got rid of the body, “Might have had an illness. Do not worry about it.”

Lucius rubbed his temple, “Draco, seven people died after you had sex with them. I believe someone cursed you.”

Draco hung his head. “What should we do?”

“Go to Gringotts.” Lucius, worried about his son, was getting a feeling of dread in his stomach.

“We know what is wrong.” The goblin looked at Draco, “It’s our own doing.”

“What?” Draco asked, confused.

“You know what you did. We won’t spell it out for you. You are now suffering the consequences of your actions,” the goblin snarled, “It will only get worse.”

Draco wondered how worse it could get.

Draco’s touch burned people. He hugged his mother and burned her body. Her body was now scarred by him, and she was kept hidden from the public. When he cupped someone’s face to kiss them, he burned their face beyond recognition. Even when he was wearing gloves, his touch burned people. He moved away from people; he was a danger to them.

“Remus was really your mate, and you killed him.” Severus sat down next to him, “This is your punishment.”

“I thought you were dead,” Draco last saw his godfather four years ago when he died next to Harry Potter.

“I am, for all intents and purposes, dead. I am here to tell you some harsh truth, and then I am going back to my afterlife.”

“Afterlife? How is that?”

“Wonderful. Harry and I spent most of our time shagging. We love to go through the Kama Sutra. Now let me explain to you what happened so I can go back to shagging my lover.”

“You and Potter? Really?” Draco knew on some level that his godfather and the savior were an item.

“Yes, Harry and I. We are mates. Like you and Remus. Unlike you, we both trusted our creatures and the test.” Severus looked at Draco, “As I said before, Remus was your mate, and when you killed him, you angered Lady Magic. She punished you to never be happy. Those people whom you slept with and they are now dead, it's your punishment. Your touch burning people is also your punishment. But there is more to come, but I won’t tell you what.”

“But my father and Bella told me it was a ploy!” Draco saw no lies in Severus’ eyes. Did he really kill his mate? “And what creature?”

“Your father and aunt never cared about you. Tell me, is Lucius still whipping you?” Draco tensed, and that is all the answer Severus needed. “They both knew if you chose Remus and your bond, it would change the war. The dark side did win, but tell me, Draco, was it worth it?”

“No,” Draco hated living in Britain; that is why he left, and because word spread that his touch kills people. “They lied?”

“Yes.” Severus shook his head, “I expected better of you. You were taught that goblin tests could not be faked, yet you believed your family over the evidence presented to you. Narcissa told me she tried to talk to you, but your father and aunt kept her from slapping you upside the head and seeing reason.” He took a breath, “You and Remus were dragons. You would have won the war in favor of the light. Now Britain has fallen into darkness and is under the dictatorship of Voldemort.”

Draco looked at the ground. He never knew he had a dragon creature inheritance. An owl landed next to him. He took it and read and started weeping, “Mother is dead. Her burns slowly spread and took over her body until they burned her heart. I killed my mother.”

“You did,” Severus read the letter too, “The others you touched will suffer the same fate.”

“I want to die.” Draco felt overwhelmed by everything. “I want to die.”

“You won’t get out of this so easily. It is up to Lady Magic how long you will suffer.” Severus stood up, “Despite everything, Remus waits for you. He truly loves you even after you killed him, his love never wavered.”

Draco cried more.

“Kreacher, can you make me green tea, please?” Draco lost his sight two months after he met with Severus.

“Yes Master.”

Draco sat down, he confronted his father, and his father admitted that he lied. That he didn’t want his bloodline to be sullied by Draco marrying Remus. He didn’t want the Malfoy name to be tainted. Draco, enraged, hugged his father tightly until only ash was left of him. He also confronted his aunt, who admitted to lying to him because she didn’t want to be related to a half-breed. He also burned her to death. He took the tea, “Thank you.”

“Master is going to lose his hearing next,” Kreacher pitied his new master, “Wolf loved you and asked me to look after you.” Kreacher was aware that if they had bonded, the wolf within Remus would have died, and the dragon would have remained.

This broke Draco’s heart even more. He wondered why Kreacher suddenly came to him.

Draco lay in bed. Kreacher had been taking care of him for over half a century. After his sight and hearing, he lost the use of his limbs. He had to use a wheelchair to get around and had to rely on Kreacher for the most basic needs. He hated every second of it, but there was no way out. He felt the sun rise and took his last breath. When he opened his eyes again, he was in a white room. He looked around, “Remus?”

Chapter Text

Ginny is holding her stomach. “I’m pregnant?” How? She didn’t take any fertility potions!

Poppy nods, “You are.” She hands her a potion, “You are twelve weeks along. I have informed your parents since you are underage.” It’s been a while since Poppy had to deal with an underage pregnancy.

Ginny’s mind is reeling when her parents step by her bed. “I am scared.” This is unexpected, but she can work with this.

Molly hugs her daughter, “I will help you through this.” She cups her face, “Now tell me. Who is the father?” She knows the answer, but she needs Ginny to voice it.

“Harry,” she looks down at her hands, “We were messing around, and we must have gotten carried away. I am sorry.”

“I will talk to Harry and get him to do the right thing. You might be too young to get married, but I won’t have my grandchild born out of wedlock.” Arthur looks sternly at her, “You will have to grow up now. Your child will depend on you.” He will also have a long talk with Harry about being responsible.

“Yes, father.” She looks bashful, “I am sorry. This was not meant to happen.” It wasn’t. She didn’t want to get pregnant at fourteen. She is too young to be a mother! “Can I talk to mother alone?”

Arthur and Poppy leave, Molly fusses over Ginny, “This is not what we planned, but we can work with this.”

“I am really sorry,” she leans back against the cushions, “Do you think it will work?”

“Of course, my dear. Harry always listened to us, and he will listen to us on this.” She runs a hand through Ginny’s hair, “We made sure he is ignorant of many things. Now rest.”

Harry is wondering what he did this time. He looks at his head of house, “You wanted to see me, Professor?”

“Please take a seat, Mr. Potter.” Minerva looks at her charge, “It falls to me to inform you that your girlfriend, Ginerva Weasley, is pregnant with your child.” She looks at him with disapproval, “I expected better from you, Mr. Potter. With He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named back and us facing a potential war, it was irresponsible to be so careless. You put a target on Miss Weasley’s and your unborn child's back. I am disappointed in you.” She sighs, “Be that as it may, Molly has agreed to raise the child while you fight him and finish your education. If the worst comes to worst, they will have to go into hiding.”

Harry laughs. This must be a joke.

“There is nothing funny about this situation, Mr. Potter!” Minerva sternly admonishes him, “Your parents would be disappointed in you. Even your father had more sense to get someone pregnant! Do you want your child to grow up like you? Without parents?”

Harry stops laughing. He gets up and leaves the office. He slams the door shut, making everything inside McGonagall’s office shake. He quickly makes his way to the dungeons. The door opens for him, he enters and sits down on the couch, “Ginny is pregnant, and apparently I am the father. McGonagall accused me and berated me, then said my parents would be disappointed and asked me if I wanted my child to end up orphaned. She made me mad, and I just got up and left.”

“Well, we know you are not the father.”

Harry looks up, “Oh, hello Lucius.” He looks sheepish, “Sorry for barging in. I just needed a calm place.”

“Harry,” he nods at the teen, “Dobby has informed me of this newest development. Ginny hopes to force you to marry her.”

Harry snorts, “Like hell I will.”

Severus sits down next to him and rubs his back, “Focus on your core and take deep breaths.” He can feel Harry calm down, “I will accompany you back to Minerva, and you will tell her that you are not the father. We will wait and see what Miss Weasley does next.”

“Can’t I just have Nagini eat her?” Harry is fed up with Ginny; the girl keeps following him and touching him all the time. No matter how many times he brushes her off, she won’t stop.

“I am afraid not,” Lucius gets up, “I will inform Tom about this. Good evening.”

Severus walks over to the floo, “Let’s get this over with.” He grabs Harry’s arm, and they land in Minerva’s office, “Minerva. Mr. Potter has something to say to you.”

He looks at her, “I am not the father of Ginny’s child.”

“First, you get her pregnant and now you deny it?” Minerva growls, “Take responsibility for your careless actions! Both of you made a mistake, but at least Miss Weasley owns up to it. Do you think because you are the Chosen One, you can push off this responsibility to someone else? You thought with your lower brain instead of your big brain. You claim to be an adult, then act like it!”

“Are you done?” Severus is not impressed. “What proof does Miss Weasley have that Harry is indeed the father?”

“They are dating! Everyone knows it.” She looks at Severus, “I am surprised you are involved in this.”

“Are they dating? What I know is that Miss Weasley has been harassing Mr. Potter since she started at Hogwarts. And Harry came to me since he knows I believe him.” He looks at his colleague, “I want proof!” He looks at Harry, “You may stay in the Slytherin common room tonight.”

“Thank you, Sir.” He looks back at McGonagall, “Contrary to what you believe, Ginny and I are not dating. Since when is harassing dating?”

She looks at the teen, “I can’t believe what I am hearing! You are not getting out of this so easily!”

“Do not bother, she has made up her mind,” Severus steps into the floo with Harry, he turns back to Minerva, “You should be ashamed of yourself,” and leaves.

Ginny is mad, “Proof? But Harry is my boyfriend!” She can’t believe Harry would do this.

“Ginny dear, it is not unusual to ask for proof. Harry is the Potter heir. I am sure there are some clauses in place.” Molly pats her daughter’s hand, “Just show them some memories.” She counted on something like this happening.

“Fine,” Ginny huffs, “Do you need a memory of us having sex?”

Tonks nods uncomfortably, “I am afraid, yes.” She gathers several memories, “Well, that proves it. Harry is the father.”

Ginny is relieved and Molly smiles.

“What do you mean it’s me?” Harry is confused, “I never had sex with her!”

“I know that,” Tonks looks at the assembled, “It is clear she had the boys take polyjuice potion and change into you before she had sex with them. She is smart, but she didn’t think this through. Since Tom told us the general revealing spell, we have all been using it. When I watched the memories, I saw a shine around the boys she was with, telling me they were using polyjuice potion.”

“A simple spell will reveal who she had sex with,” Tom sighs, “This is attempted line theft.”

“Molly is aware of what is going on, but Arthur is not. He just knows what Ginny and Molly are telling him. He did say he was going to talk to Harry.”

“I am not letting him near Harry,” Lucius rubs his chin, “I will have a private word with Arthur tomorrow. He needs to be made aware of a few things.”

Bella hands Severus a whiskey, “What is Dumbledore saying about all this?”

“He is not happy. Whatever Ginny has been doing, he has been unaware of it.” Severus rubs his temple, “Weasley made a stink this morning because Harry spent the night in the snake pit, and he accused Harry of being a coward.” He looks at Harry, “He was very vocal and made sure everyone heard him say how you knocked up his sister and now won’t take responsibility. No one believed him.”

“Whatever.” Harry gets up, “I am going to fly around.” He needs to clear his head.

“Take Draco or someone else with you. I don’t want you going anywhere alone. I don’t trust Ginny or her brother.” Severus squeezes Harry’s shoulder, “Everything is going to be alright.” Harry nods and leaves. Severus turns towards them, “Is Ginny even pregnant?”

“Yes,” Tonks shows them the scans she did, “So far it looks like it was really an accident.”

“I don’t buy it.” Tom checks the wards, “The contraception ward is still in place. No one has changed them since I took them over during the summer.”

“There was a memory of her having sex in the Forbidden Forest.” Tonks blushes, “For a girl so young, she is quite experienced.”

“The ward doesn’t extend that far,” Tom frowns, “I remember her writing to me in the diary. She wrote that she lost her virginity when she was ten. She didn’t say who, though.” He frowns more, “I remember her writing that she got special lessons from her mother.” His eyes go wide, “She is using compulsions on the boys she is sleeping with. She said it was her mother’s favorite spell.”

“That is another thing I noticed in the memory,” Tonks sighs, “Where did she get the polyjuice potion from? I know that Molly can’t brew it since she is allergic to the fumes it produces. Even with a shielding charm, she bursts out in hives.”

“Granger!” Severus starts to pace, “Harry told me she brewed it in their second year. She was the one who stole from my stores.” He still has to get back at her for that.

“Where does she get the ingredients from?” Tom is making notes, “Not from your stores.”

“She must be stealing them during lessons. She can easily grab too much of something and keep it,” Severus calls Dobby, “Search through Miss Granger’s stuff and tell me if she has the ingredients to make polyjuice potion.”

“Yes, Master.”

“I have to go and file a report,” Tonks gets up, “I just hope they don’t file a marriage contract.”

“I hope they do.” Tom’s eyes gleam, “I am sure Lucius will destroy them if they do.” He looks at Severus, “Albus still has no idea what I took over Hogwarts?”

“No. The man is busy at the Ministry, trying to get Fudge to release that you are back. He is not too happy that Harry won’t confirm his stories.”

“How is Harry?”

“It’s getting to him. His anger is resurfacing more and more. I am going to take him down the chamber later, where he can let it out.”

“Good,” Tom gets up, “Might be good to rattle the cage.” He leaves Severus pondering.

Ginny reads the contract over, “Are you sure Harry won’t be able to read the real one?”

“No, I made sure of it. I put a compulsion on it that makes him not read it and just sign it.” Hermione signs it, and she hands it to Ron, “You need to sign.”

“I think we should let father handle this,” Ron signs it anyway, “I can’t wait to get a new brew.”

“Father would make a contract that would make us equals,” Ginny rolls her eyes, “Like Harry is my equal! I am better than him, and I will finally use that Potter fortune he is sitting on.”

“I still can’t believe Harry got you pregnant,” Ron gets up, “I am meeting Seamus, see you later.”

They wait until Ron is gone, “He doesn’t know?”

Ginny shakes her head, “Ron is a blabbermouth. He would let something slip.”

“I could always obliviate him. You know I am good at it.” Hermione hands her vial, “I need to brew a new polyjuice potion.”

“Thank you,” Ginny says. She has a new target in her mind. Time to find out what a certain blonde snake is hiding under those robes.

Hermione gets up and is making her way to McGonagall’s office. She knocks, enters, and sits down. “You wanted to see me?”

“Yes, we just have to wait until Professor Snape arrives.”

Severus enters a few minutes later, and Tonks is with him. He looks at Granger, “Miss Granger, I know it was you who stole potion ingredients from my store three years ago.”

“I did not! I would never steal!” He can’t know, can he?

“So you didn’t steal potion ingredients and brewed polyjuice potion in the girls’ bathroom on the second floor and then took it pretending to be Mr. Goyle and Mr. Crabbe. And you accidentally put cat hair in, which landed you in the infirmary. All in order to find out if Mr. Malfoy was or knew who the heir of Slytherin was.” Snape raises an eyebrow and sees her swallow.

“No!”

“So you are saying that Mr. Potter is lying?”

“WHAT?” Harry didn’t tell, did he?”

“Do not bother denying it, I saw the memories.” Severus looks at her, “Hundred points from Gryffindor for theft, hundred points from Gryffindor for illegal brewing of a dangerous potion, and detention every weekend for the rest of the year.” He smirks, “I also filed charges against you.”

Tonks hands her the parchment, “You have to pay Mr. Snape back what you stole.”

She quickly reads it, “I have to pay double! I can’t believe Harry told you!” She snaps her mouth shut.

“Thank you for just admitting you did it.” Severus looks at Minerva, “I know you will want to try to brush this under the rug since you don’t want your precious Gryffindor honor be besmirched, but I made sure it was known before I came up here.” He sneers at her, “You need to keep a better eye on your students.”

Draco is walking down the corridor when he feels a compulsion hit him. He turns around, “Weaselette.”

Ginny bats her eyelashes at Draco, “Hey Malfoy,” she runs her finger down his arm, “Want to have some fun?”

“Aren’t you dating Potty?”

“What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him,” she leans forward, exposing her bosom, “I always wanted to fuck a bad boy.”

He can feel another compulsion hit him, “Do you now? And I am a bad boy?”

“Yes,” she runs a finger down his clothed chest, “The baddest.” She holds up a vial, “Something to spice things up.”

“What is it?” He knows exactly what it is.

“Muggle alcohol, very potent,” she bites her lip, “Lowers your inhibitions. Makes sex more fun.”

“Is that so?” He can feel another compulsion, he leans closer, “Too bad I like cock and not pussy.” He smirks when he sees the look of shock on her face, “Unless you are hiding a cock under your skirt?”

Ginny is confused. Why didn’t her compulsions work? She sees Hermione and nods.

Draco can feel another spell hit him. He looks around, confused, “What?”

“You said something about Peeves?” Ginny plays innocent, “You were far away.”

“Whatever,” Draco moves past her. He turns a corner and runs into Remus. He kisses him desperately, “Ginny tried to use compulsion on me so I would have sex with her. When I told her no, Granger tried to obliviate me.” He shudders, “She touched me! I feel dirty.”

Remus growls, “Where did she touch you?”

“My arm and chest with her finger,” Draco can see the possessiveness in Remus’ eyes, “As much as I would like for you to fuck me against the wall, we need to show my memory to Tonks.”

“She is lucky she is pregnant, or I would be tearing her a new one.” Remus hates it when other people hit on Draco. He is very possessive of his boyfriend, “I am going to make you scream my name later.” Remus is glad they have their own room in the Slytherin dormitory where they can be as loud as they want to be.

Hermione is still mad; it’s been three days since Snape confronted her. She has been trying to talk to Harry, but she only sees him in classes, and he seems to disappear before she can have a word with him.

“Harry is spending too much time with the evil snakes,” Ron says as he sits down next to her, “I saw him with Parkinson and Travis.”

“Where are they?”

“Outside,” Ron watches her get up and decides to follow her.

Hermione sees Harry, she marches towards him and swats his arm, “How could you?” She hits him again, “You told Snape I stole from him! I have to pay him back, but I don’t have that kind of money!”

Harry is rubbing his arm, “Not my problem. Just ask your parents for the money.”

“Oh, she doesn’t want them to know her perfect daughter is a thief.” Pansy smirks, “She is scared that she will be taken out of Hogwarts.”

Hermione hits Harry again, “I am your friend! How could you?”

“You are not my friend. Not anymore,” Harry sees McGonagall, “Professor, Hermione has been hitting me.”

“Yeah, she is mad that Harry told the truth and that she has to pay the consequences of her actions.”

Minerva looks at Ron, “Is it true?”

He shakes his head, “No. They are lying. Snakes lie.”

“I would never hit Harry,” Hermione plays innocent, “He is my friend.”

“I am highly disappointed in you, Mr. Potter. Clearly, the new company you keep is not good for you. First, you knock up Miss Weasley, then you deny responsibility, and now you lie again.” She shakes her head, “Ten points from Gryffindor for lying.”

Harry snorts and leaves in a huff. Pansy looks at McGonagall, “I pity you.” She pulls Tracey with her, and they follow Harry.

“They have filed the marriage contract by mail,” Lucius sits down on Severus’ couch, “Granger wrote the contract. After I talked to Arthur, he assured me he would not be filing a marriage contract. He told me that the twins have been telling some truths about Ginny. Stuff Molly kept from him.”

“What did Griphook have to say?” Severus pinches the bridge of his nose, “Let me call Harry first. He needs to be here for this.”

Harry arrives ten minutes later, “Do I want to know?” He sits down next to Severus.

Lucius tells him what occurred, “The contract is invalid. But with this latest stunt, you can officially file charges against them.”

“Harry didn’t sign their contract, did he?”

“Shit, I think I did. Ron asked me to look something over; it is all a bit fuzzy.” Harry starts to panic.

Severus hands Harry a calming draught, “Take it.”

“No, even if he signed it, his signature would have disappeared shortly after he signed it. I believe Granger realised they needed the goblins to look over the contract first since he is the heir.” Lucius smirks, “She really is not as bright as she thinks she is. The goblins uncovered the real contract, which was based on a slave contract.”

“I want them punished,” Harry hugs himself, “Draco told me what Ginny tried to do. If Molly taught her those spells…” he trails off and looks into the fire.

“We will find out the truth.” Lucius looks at Harry, “As your barrister, I must urge you to stay away from them. Don’t confront them.”

“What if they confront me?” Harry wants this all to be over.

“Ignore them,” Lucius looks at his watch, “I have to go. I am going to talk to Amelia and Cornelius about this.” He leaves with a short goodbye

Harry sighs, “Why do people care so much about money?”

“Because they believe it will make them happy, give them status, and make them important.” Severus hugs Harry, “They won’t succeed.”

“Has Tom any news?” Harry needs a distraction, and inquiring about Tom will do that.

“He found Gellert Grindelwald’s dead body in Nurmengard. He’s been dead a few months,” Severus sighs, “Albus killed Gellert and created a Horcrux. Tom recognised the magic.”

“Fuck.” Harry runs a hand over his forehead; his scar is gone. “Dumbledore could have hidden it anywhere.”

Severus touches the place where the scar used to be. After Tom was resurrected last year in the graveyard, he came back sane. He and Harry talked in the graveyard and came to a truce. Tom saved Harry from the Dursleys, and then he called a meeting and revealed everything he learned in his wraith form. To say it was shocking is an understatement. Severus also had his eyes opened about what Harry went through. They talked for hours, and Severus made many apologies and showed Harry memories of Lily. “Tom believes it is here at Hogwarts. That he keeps is close.”

Harry bites his lip, “That means he planned on dying and then coming back.”

“Yes.” Severus hears a chime, “It’s dinner time.” He pulls Harry up, “Albus is counting on Tom doing something this year. It’s March, and Tom hasn’t made a move yet, and it makes Albus antsy.” He looks again at the spot the scar was, “I think he had hoped Tom would use your link to send you nightmares or plant false memories. He did mention to me that you might need to be taught Occlumency. But since your scar is gone and Tom reabsorbed his soul piece, you are unaffected by the bond.”

“Does Albus know that some of the Death Eaters have been released?” Harry’s stomach grumbles, and he blushes.

“No, Fudge is keeping Albus out of the loop.” He chuckles, “Let’s get you fed. Sit with Draco.”

Ginny tries again to get Malfoy into her bed, “Hey, Draco.” She sprayed some lust potion on her body mixed with an enticing perfume.

“Weaselette,” he can smell a lust potion on her. “Whatever you want, I am not interested.” He smirks, “Though I have to thank you. After you tried to seduce me, my boyfriend got really possessive and fucked me senseless.” He opens his collar and shows her a big love bite, “I passed out twice and couldn’t walk for an hour. I can still feel him inside me and it’s been days.”

Ginny makes a disgusted face, “You’re sick,” she bats her eyelashes at him, “I can make you feel better. Once you have had me, you never want to go back to bumming.”

“Bumming? I like that word,” he smirks, “And I am gay through and through,” he sneers down at her, “Plus I would never throw away the best thing in my life for some cheap thrills.”

“Cheap?” Ginny is mad, “I could give you the best sex of your life! And who did you pay to fuck you?” She wasn’t even aware that Malfoy had a boyfriend.

“Pay?” Draco laughs, “Remus and I fell in love, and he would never accept my money. He’s too prideful for that, and that is why I love him. He doesn’t want me for my money.”

“The wolf? You’re dating the wolf?” Ginny has kept her distance from the resident Slytherin wolf. Her mother told her horror stories about what wolves can do.

“Yes. And why does everyone call him a wolf? He isn’t a werewolf. He was attacked by a normal wolf when he was six and has scars from it, but he doesn’t turn into one once a month. I would know since I spent full moons with him, and he never changed into a cuddly wolf. Not that I would care if he was.” Draco sees McGonagall, “You were saying that you want to have sex with me?”

“Yes! I am told I have a wicked tongue.” Ginny opens her blouse, “I bet your pearl necklace would look good on me.”

“What about Potter? Is he okay with you cheating on him?”

“As I said before, what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. I want to have some fun before I am stuck in a marriage with him.” Ginny takes a step closer, “I know an empty classroom we can use.”

Minerva is appalled, “Miss Weasley! How dare you!”

Ginny turns around, her eyes are big, her mouth open in shock, “He made me!”

“Mr. Malfoy didn’t make you do a damn thing. He had his hands in his pockets the whole time!” Minerva is mad, “I can’t believe you have been cheating on your boyfriend! You are lucky you are pregnant with his child, and he has to marry you to avoid a scandal. Otherwise, he would be well within his rights to break up with you!” She shakes her head in disgust, “Go to your common room and tell Mr. Potter what you’ve done before I do it.”

Ginny walks off in a huff. She wants to curse Malfoy; he did it on purpose.

“You really have no clue what is going on in your own house,” Draco snorts, “No wonder Harry has basically moved into the Slytherin dorm.” He leaves before McGonagall can say anything.

Tonks stumbles into Tom’s office, “We have a problem.” She shows him tomorrow's newspaper.

He takes it and reads the headline,

Harry Potter: Irresponsible scoundrel who won’t take care of his child.

He skims over the article, “Rita wrote this. It’s full of lies, and it doesn’t take a genius to realize that most of these quotes are by Ronald, Ginerva, and Molly.” He puts the paper down, “It seems as if Lucius' warning about writing about Harry without his consent went unheard.” He gets up, “Want to join me while I take care of business? You might even make an arrest.”

“Sure,” Tonks follows him to Gringotts first, then to the Daily Prophet. She sees Rita and casts a quick charm on her. They enter the main office, and she sits down.

“Mr. Juglos, correct?” Tom looks around the office, “You are in charge of this newspaper, are you not?”

“That is correct.” The man eyes Tonks, and he wonders what is going on.

“And you were told not to print anything about Harry Potter without his consent, correct?” Tom sees the man nod, and he narrows his eyes and puts the newspaper on the desk, “Then tell me what this is?”

“I..we..” he stutters, “You see..”

Tom slams his hands on the desk, “What I see is someone trying to make money off a child. Again.” He leans forward, “You’re fired. This paper is under new ownership.” He casts a sonorous, everyone in the building will hear him, “You are all fired. The Daily Prophet has a new owner, and he decided to close this farce of a newspaper down.” He cancels the spell, “Now you will tell me who wrote this article and who the sources were. If you are lucky, you will avoid Azkaban.”

“Rita Skeeter. Talk to her.” The man cowers in fear, “Who are you?”

“That is none of your concern.” Tom and Tonks leave, “You can arrest Rita. I am sure she committed treason.”

“She did. We always wondered how she got her information. Since Harry told us she can turn into a beetle, a lot started to make sense.” Tonks smirks when she sees Rita frozen on the spot, “You are under arrest for defamation of character and treason.” She cuffs her, “Tell us who your sources are.”

“Treason?” Rita faints.

Another reporter looks at Tom, “Are we really all fired?”

“Yes. This paper has printed lies and half-truths for long enough. The Daily Prophet no longer exists.” He looks at Tonks, “I am going to talk to Xenophilius Lovegood.”

“Can he do that?”

“Yes,” Tonks wakes Rita up and leads her away.

Minerva is cornering Harry, “I am sorry that Miss Weasley cheated on you, but you are doing the right thing by forgiving her and marrying her. Your child needs both their parents.”

Harry snorts, “Wow. You really are that blind!” He stands taller, “Let me be frank. You don’t know shit, and you only see what you want to see. You never once asked me if I was dating Ginny or if I loved her. You just assumed and immediately sided with her and blamed me.” He can feel his anger start to build, “Then again, you never believed me when I told you someone was after the stone. You made it clear that you couldn’t give a shit about me unless I have to fight your silly war.”

“That is not true!” Minerva sighs, “I know you two are dating. You are making this more difficult than it needs to be. I forbid you to stay in the Slytherin common room. They are clearly a bad influence. You will be staying in your common room again.”

“NO! You can’t order me where to sleep!”

Severus hastily makes his way towards Harry, “Breathe Mr Potter.” Severus looks coldly at Minerva, “He is right. You may be his head of house, but he can choose where he sleeps. Now toddle off before his anger gets the better of him, and he accidentally kills you. Not that it would be a great loss.”

Minerva is ready to retort when she can feel magic cackling in the air, and it scares her. She quickly turns around and leaves. She needs to talk to Albus.

“Lucius called, the trial is set for next week.” Severus rubs Harry’s back, “I was in the Great Hall when the Weasley duo got letters from Gringotts that the money they received for the article has been taken back with interest. Ron spat his food all over Neville, who was less than pleased. Ginny told Ron that she would give him the money back once they were married.”

“As if.” Harry feels suddenly tired and yawns, “Sleepy.”

Severus calls for Dobby to take Harry to bed. He makes his way to his office, and he firecalls Tom, “We need to get rid of Minerva.”

“I am on it. Pansy told me that Hermione hit Harry, and Minerva believed her two lions over Harry, Pansy, and Tracy. Luckily for Harry, Pomona was further away and saw it.” Tom steps through, “I had Kreacher check her; she is not under any spells or potions.”

“I am worried Harry is going to lose his temper and explode and accidentally kill someone.” Severus feels tired, “I don’t know how to help him anymore.”

“There might be a way, but you both have to agree to it.” Tom will need to talk to his husband, Reggie, about this first. He is, after all, Harry’s magical guardian.

Hermione is in the Great Hall enjoying lunch when someone clears her throat behind her. Hermione turns around, “Tonks?”

“Hermione Granger, you are under arrest for the assault of Heir Potter.” Tonks grabs her arm, “Let’s go to the Ministry.”

“What is the meaning of this?” Minerva marches towards Tonks, “You can’t arrest a student for doing nothing!”

“I saw the memory, she hit Harry multiple times, and you did nothing when you were told.” Tonks hands Minerva some papers, “You’re fired,” she puts some cuffs on Minerva, “You are under arrest for child neglect.”

Minerva looks up at the staff table. Severus is sitting in the headmaster’s seat. She watches him get up, “I am your new temporary headmaster. Professor Vector is the temporary deputy. Everything will be explained this evening.”

Tonks leads them away.

Mme Bones has been listening to and watching the evidence. She looks at Harry, “Mr. Potter, are you the father?”

Harry stands up, “No, I am not.”

“Yes, he is!” Ginny can’t believe Harry is doing this to her. She was in the hospital wing when she was arrested.

“I can prove it,” Harry smirks at her, “A chastity spell is on me.”

Ginny screeches, “WHAT?”

Mme Bones casts a spell on Harry, “He is telling the truth.” She makes a note, “Who cast it on you, and who is your intended?”

“Regulus Black cast it on me since he is my cousin by blood and magical guardian, and my intended is Severus Snape. The spell can tell you that the most we have done is kisses on the cheek.” Harry snarls at Ginny, “I can’t be your baby daddy since I am still a virgin. How sick must you be to have others use polyjuice potion and pretend to be me!”

“I love you!” Ginny is crying, “It wasn’t my idea. It was their idea! They made me!”

“Spare me the fake tears,” Tonks gets up, “My cousin Draco Malfoy came to me two weeks ago and gave me this memory.” The memory plays, and everyone sees who Ginny really is. “She made advances again, and this time she has sprayed a lust potion all over herself. My cousin rebuffed her advances again.” She looks at Ginny, “I want to see the full memory.”

“NO!” Ginny hugs herself, “I don’t want to hurt my baby.”

“I will simply go into your mind and watch the whole memory. Unless you have something to hide?” Tonks waves her hand and shows a picture, “The glow you see around this Harry Potter is the glow polyjuice potion emits.”

“I can attest to that,” Unspeakable Rockwood nods, “With the new potions we are all taking, we can tell what potions someone is under. This is polyjuice potion.”

“It is clear that Harry Potter is not the father. Who is?” Fudge looks at Ginny, “Do you even know who it is?”

Ginny shakes her head, “No.” She feels out of control; their plan should have worked. Get pregnant, marry Harry, and be rich.

“Easy to find out,” Tonks casts a spell, and a list appears, “To be honest, I thought it would be longer.” She reads it, “She has been sleeping with the same boys.” Tonks snorts, “She is rotating them. From the looks of it, Anthony Goldstein is the father. But a simple blood test can confirm that after the baby is born.” Her eyes go wide, “You lost your virginity to Sirius Black?”

Ginny remains silent.

“Is that why he suddenly turned up dead? We never have been able to find out who and what killed him,” Tonks looks at Molly with suspicion, “It wasn’t you, but you know who killed him.” Molly is many things, but not a killer.

“I want to know where the polyjuice potion came from,” Mme Bones looks at Ginny, “Did you brew it?” They will tackle the other stuff later.

“No,” she looks at Harry, “Why are you fighting our love? We are meant to be! We are soulmates!”

“I don’t love you. Hell, I don't even like you. You’ve been stalking me for years. Should have taken out a restraining order.” Harry smiles softly at Severus, “I’m in love with someone who understands me and not someone who wants my money. Severus is my soulmate, that is why I always been drawn to him.”

Tonks presents her evidence, “I can answer your question, Mme Bones. Hermione Granger has been brewing the potion. She kept some ingredients from her classes, and the others were sent to her by Molly Weasley via Ron Weasley.” She plays the rest of Draco’s memory, “As you can clearly see, Miss Granger tried to obliviate Mr. Malfoy after Miss Weasley failed.”

“It wasn’t me! Draco is making all this up!” Hermione is mad, “This is all a farce!”

Lord Parkinson snorts, “Miss Granger, we all saw your reflection in the mirror of Miss Ravenclaw’s portrait. I am sure if we were to talk to those boys, they would have no recollection of taking polyjuice potion and pretending to be Mr. Potter. And since we are talking about you, let’s talk about you abusing Heir Potter and stealing from Master Snape.”

“It is all blown out of proportion. You can’t prove it was me who stole, and I was not abusing Harry.” She smirks, “It’s all a small misunderstanding.”

Tonks smirks as a memory of Hermione stealing from Severus and hitting Harry plays, “ You were saying?”

“How did you do that?” She can’t believe everyone saw her steal.

“Secrets,” Tonks reads out some statements, “Miss Parkinson and Miss Davis were present when the assault occurred. The evidence speaks for itself.” She turns back to Ginny, “We also saw in the memory that Miss Weasley used compulsions. We know those are not taught at Hogwarts.” Tonks looks at Ginny, “I know your mother taught them to you.” She looks at Molly, who’s been eerily silent so far, “Why did you teach Ginny compulsions to seduce men?”

“You are all making this up. This is just some ploy to make us look bad. Harry and Ginny are in love.” She sneers at Severus, “He must have done something to Harry in order to snare the Golden Boy. He is a potions master after all.”

Severus laughs, “Unlike you, I don’t care that Harry is the Golden Boy. I care about Harry Potter, not his many monikers. And you are right. I am a potions master, and that means I can tell when someone,” he looks at Ginny, “Tries to slip my intended a love and lust potion. Ever wonder why they never worked? Because we’ve been onto you. We just never realised how far you were willing to go.”

“I never wanted to get pregnant so young! I don’t know how that happened!” Ginny cries real tears now, “I am too young to be a mother.”

“The contraceptive wards don’t extend to the Forbidden Forest.” Severus sees comprehension dawn on Ginny’s face, “That’s why you never fell pregnant inside the castle.”

“Oh,” Ginny makes herself small, “I didn’t know.”

Lucius stands up, “My client, Heir Potter, has filed charges of attempted line theft against Misses Weasley and Miss Granger. Ronald Weasley was unaware of her sister’s schemes.”

“You can’t do this!” Molly gets up, “We took you in and fed you! This is the thanks we get? Ungrateful brat!”

“You did all that, but you ignored the abuse I suffered from my relatives. You ignored my pleas of wanting to spend the holidays with you.” Harry’s eyes flash with anger, “I told you they were abusing me, and you did nothing.”

“Before you say he is lying, we checked.” Lucius presents the evidence, “His relatives are in Muggle prison for various crimes. Funny how the so-called good people send a child back to be abused once they learn of the situation, and the bad guys, people like me, once learning of the situation, get him removed immediately.” He snarls at Molly, “We have Harry’s jumpers; we know you imbued them with compulsions.”

“Lies!” Molly looks around, “Where is Dumbeldore? He needs to be here for this!”

“He’s dead.” Fudge looks at her shocked face, “He had a heart attack when his horcrux was destroyed. Sadly, he won’t be standing trial for his crimes.” He hits the gavel, “Lord Malfoy, you have filed more charges?”

“Yes, Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley, and Ron Weasley filed a marriage contract,” he raises an eyebrow at them, “By mail. It was denied. However, it was discovered that it was not a simple marriage contract.” He presents it, “It is based on a slave contract and was written by Hermione Granger with clauses that would benefit Miss Weasley only. The trio signed it. For that, we are filing charges.”

“But it's invalid!” Ron looks at Lucius, “Why are we being charged? Nothing happened!”

“It’s the intent that counts,” Lucius shakes his head, “You three conspired together to make Mr. Potter a slave and trap him in a loveless marriage to get your hands on his money.”

“This is wrong!” Hermione raises her chin in defiance, “We did nothing wrong!”

“You clearly don’t see the error of your actions if you think you did nothing wrong,” Fudge shakes his head, “I think we can all agree that you are guilty.” He sees several nods, “Since Albus isn’t here to save you, you will suffer the consequences for your actions. Molly Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Ronald Weasley, and Hermione Granger, your magic will be bound, and you will be banned from the magical world. All you care about is money and getting your way. You showed no remorse, and you are only mad that you were caught.”

“You can’t ban us! You need us to fight Voldemort!” Hermione tries to fight off the Auror, “We need to guide Harry to defeat Voldemort!”

“There is no need for that,” Tom reveals himself, “I am not going to start another war. I am sane again and have my full memories. Besides, the prophecy was fulfilled the night I attacked Harry, and he defeated me.”

Molly faints when she sees Voldemort, Ginny’s eyes go wide, “You! I had sex with you!”

Tom shudders, “Fuck no. I was only a soul piece at the time and not corporal. You had sex with Creevy and thought it was me.”

Molly comes too, she looks at a young Voldemort, “HOW?”

“Nothing for you to worry about,” Tom looks at Ginny, “I know all your secrets and your plans.” He looks at Hermione, “I know about your ambitions and dreams.” He looks at Ron, “I know about your darkest desire and want.” He looks at Molly, “I know who you really are.”

All four gulp.

“We are aware of everything,” Fudge looks at them, “We know that Molly Weasley is the illegitimate daughter of Albus Dumbledore and Muriel Prewett. We know that Miss Granger has been cheating at school. But those are the mild revelations. The rest won’t be shared because you don’t deserve to get any more attention than you already have. Just know this, had you acted on those already, your lives would have been forfeit.”

“What about the child?” Someone asks.

“We will contact the father and see what happens from there.” Fudge nods, and the four are led away. And out of the magical world.

Harry is standing in line at McDonald’s. He has to stifle a laugh when he sees who is behind the counter. He waits for his turn. “Hi, two Happy Meals, one Big Mac Menu, and a McChicken Menu.”

Ginny feels so embarrassed; it is bad enough that she has to work here, but to have Harry see her makes the humiliation worse. She takes a good look at him; he has filled enough nicely, and he looks so hot. She is drooling and almost forgets to do her job. “What would you like to drink?”

“Sprite for both Happy Meals and Coke for the other two. Ketchup and Mayo please,” Harry waits for Ginny to put his order in, “Today please.”

“Yes,” Ginny presses the right buttons, “Do you eat here or …?”

“Here,” Harry lets out a long sigh, “Stop staring at me.”

“Sorry, it’s just.. I miss you. We could try again?” Ginny bats her eyelashes at him, “We are meant to be. After Snape broke your heart, you need to be with someone who really loves you.”

Harry laughs, “Sev and I are still married, have been for the past six years. He never broke my heart.” He taps the counter, “My order, please.” He wonders who told her that nonsense.

Ginny huffs and puts the order together. She purposely forgets one coke so she has to bring it to his table. When she advances, her heart breaks. Harry is laughing at something Snape said and kisses him. Worse, the children look like perfect copies of their parents, leaving no doubt who they belong to. “Sorry, forgot this.”

Severus takes it, “Thank you.”

Ginny quickly turns around and tells her manager that she is taking a break. She breaks down crying. She should be there with Harry and their children. Instead, she works here, barely getting by, and she isn’t allowed to see her daughter. Anthony and his parents got full custody. He and that bitch Pansy are raising her daughter, whose name she doesn’t even know. As soon as she gave birth, the baby was taken away from her. She never even laid eyes on her. She tried to ensnare a rich Muggle and fall pregnant but it blew up in her face and she barely avoided arrest. Her mother, as her co-conspirator, was not so lucky and is in Muggle prison. Her brother and Hermione married, got divorced, then married again and got divorced again when Ron found out Hermione was cheating on him with the mailman. None of this was supposed to happen! She was supposed to be Lady Potter damnit! She wipes away her tears and gets back to work. She keeps looking over at their table, and anger flares inside her at how cozy they are. She ignores her manager and follows them outside. She watches them get into a car; she can tell it is an expensive car. She runs after it, and after a few moments, she loses sight of it. She returns to her work only to get fired for leaving her job. Disgruntled, she returns to her small apartment, cursing life.

Chapter Text

Severus and Harry are looking for the diadem, “Luna said it was here.” Harry feels tired; they’ve been looking for hours.

“We will find it and destroy it, and we will be one step closer to getting rid of The Dark Lord.” Severus hands Harry a pepper-up potion, “After this, only Nagini is left.” Draco has destroyed the one who was in Bellatrix’ vault, Remus has destroyed the locket in Grimmauld Place, and Severus destroyed the one living in Harry in a painful ritual.

They continue to look, “HA! Found it!” Harry puts on a dragon glove and grabs it. “Too bad we have to destroy it. It looks nice.”

“Blame Riddle,” Severus removes a basilisk fang from his robes and stabs it. The ghost of Riddle flies through them. “That was unpleasant.”

Suddenly, the wardrobe where the diadem was starts to glow green. The next instant, they are sucked in and a moment later thrown out back again, landing on their asses.

“Who are you?” Severus and Harry look up at the person who spoke, “Well?”

Severus gets up and bows, “Lady Hufflepuff, it is an honor to meet you. My name is Severus Snape,” he pulls Harry up, “This is Harry Potter.”

“Oh Merlin’s balls! You are from the future,” she claps her hand, “I can’t believe it worked!” She grabs their hands, “Come on, let’s meet the others,” she drags them to a small office, “Look who I found. They are from the future!”

Rowena gets up, she stands before Severus, “You are my heir. I can feel my blood in you.”

“And you are mine,” Godric looks at Harry, “Nice glasses.”

Salazar inspects them both, “I can feel my blood in both of you.”

“Me too,” Helena smiles widely, “What year are you from?”

“October 1996,” Severus is shocked; he wasn’t aware he was a descendant of the founders. “What year is this?”

“990, we just started building Hogwarts. We built the wish room first since we can all wish for what we need.” Helena serves them some tea, “I have been experimenting with time travel spells. I enchanted the wardrobe to show me the future; instead, you are here. This is so exciting.”

“Tell us who you are.” Salazar hands them some biscuits. “And how is Hogwarts in the future?”

“I am Severus Snape. I am a potions teacher at Hogwarts and Head of Slytherin House.” Severus has so many questions.

“I am Harry Potter. I am a student and in Gryffindor.” He takes a bit of the biscuit, “This is delicious.”

“What were you doing in the wish room?” Helga can smell a story; she loves stories.

“We were looking for the lost diadem of Ravenclaw that a Dark Lord turned into a Horcrux. After we destroyed it, the cupboard glowed, and now we are here,” Harry yawns, “Sorry, it’s been a long day.”

“It is almost midnight. Why don’t you get some rest, and you can tell us more tomorrow?” Godric leads them to a room, “You will have to share, we haven’t gotten around to building dorms yet.”

“Thank you, rest sounds good.” Severus closes the door and transforms their clothes into sleeping clothes, “I feel as if I am dreaming.”

“Me too.” Harry gets into the bed, “Maybe this is all a dream, and we’ll wake up on the floor in the morning.”

Neither of them thought about using magic to create two separate beds.

The founders have been listening to Severus and Harry tell their story, “So you are a former Death Eater who is a spy, and you are the savior that everyone expects to kill a madman?” Salazar snorts, “Why can’t the adults deal with the threat?”

Harry snorts, “Because then they had to get off their lazy asses and do something. Severus is the only one who doesn’t expect me to kill Voldemort.”

“The prophecy doesn’t say Harry Potter has to kill him. People just have concluded it does,” Severus rolls his eyes. “We talked to the goblins after we heard the whole prophecy, and they confirmed it. Harry doesn’t have to kill him.” He looks at Harry, “You are forgetting the wolf; he is also looking into ways to prevent you from killing him.” Harry and Severus talked this morning and agreed on what they can reveal and what not.

“Oh, right, I forgot.”

“Who is the wolf?” Helena has been taking notes the whole time.

“Remus Lupin. He is a werewolf who is also Harry’s newly appointed guardian. He has infiltrated the pack that is working with The Dark Lord and reporting back to the head of the DMLE. He is also dating my godson, who was forced to take the dark mark.” Severus sighs, “The future is very bleak where we come from. We are fighting a war on a smaller scale. If the Ministry falls, there will be an all-out war. We need to kill Riddle before that happens. Riddle has made it clear he wants to take over the Ministry and install a puppet to do his bidding.”

“At least we got rid of the Horcrux in me, and he can’t use the connection anymore,” Harry kicks a pebble. “Last year, the headmaster ordered me to have Occlumency lessons, and that is when Severus discovered the Horcrux in me and the truth that was kept from both of us.

“That your headmaster is a master manipulator who plays chess with people’s lives?” Godric is not impressed with what their school has become: “Who cares more about his own fame than lives?”

“Yes,” Severus shifts in his seat, “We have been working together in secret with a few people who are not on Albus’ side. That man has many people reporting back to him, and we don’t want him to interfere with our plan.” He looks around, “There is one Horcrux left when we get back. His snake.”

“When will we be able to get back?” Harry is in no hurry since they will arrive at the same moment they left.

Helga blushes, “Well, you see it is not that simple. Turns out the spell worked because of the star alignment. I can only send you back then, the same circumstances happen again.”

Harry is relieved; he is tired of fighting and can use a break. “When?”

“In a year and a week,” she looks at them, “You can help us build the castle, and you can hide something somewhere which you can retrieve when you get back. If you find something that will help.”

Harry looks at Snape, “It will be like a vacation. I am tired of looking over my shoulder all the time. We can make plans without fearing someone will discover us.”

“Alright,” Severus can see how tired Harry is. He himself is tired, “I could use a break from getting cursed.”

“We will introduce you to the villagers; only about two dozen people live there. We go there once a week to get our news.” Helga stands up, “I hope you like flying.”

Severus wakes up, Harry is in his arms again. The past week, he’s been waking up like this. Sometime during the night, they gravitated towards each other and ended up like this. He makes sure not to wake Harry and gets up. He admits that he likes waking up like this, but he is a fool to think Harry wants this. Wants him. He is twenty years older, and the reason Harry’s parents are dead. Even if Harry has forgiven him, Severus still carries the guilt. It just might be a passing fancy for Harry, and Severus is never going to make the first move. If Harry wants something, he will have to make the first move. Never once does it enter his mind to split the bed in two to avoid waking up in each other’s arms.

He walks into the kitchen and makes some coffee. “Do you know a way to remove my mark?” Severus sits down next to Salazar, “I have tried everything I know.” It’s a reminder of his biggest mistake

Salazar looks at the mark, “You do not speak parseltongue that is why everything failed.” He hisses something and frowns, “I cannot remove it.”

“Why not?” He cannot bear looking at it anymore; he even once tried to cut out the mark.

“Because you still need the mark. I told the mark to stop hurting you. You will just feel a twinge when you get called. Once he is dead, Harry can remove it. I can teach him the spell.” Salazar looks at Severus, and he sees in the man’s eyes that he does not intend to survive past defeating this madman. That man has no hope left.

Harry blushes when Severus checks his wounds, “I am fine.” It was a stupid accident, and he suffered several cuts.

“Let me be the judge of that,” he sees the blush on Harry’s face, but it cannot be from his touch. Harry still ends up in his arms during the night, but for the past six weeks, Severus has made sure to get up early to avoid any awkwardness. He heals the cuts, “Next time, be more careful.” If he keeps stroking Harry’s hand a tad too long, no one is there to call him out on it, and Harry doesn’t seem to be appalled by his actions.

“Thank you,” Harry takes all his Gryffindor courage, leans forward, and presses his lips against Severus’. He’s wanted to do that for weeks. Everytime he woke up alone, he let out a sigh of frustration.

Severus freezes. He feels Harry’s lip move against his, and then his brain catches up, and he kisses Harry back. He will enjoy this while it lasts; he knows it won’t last. The next morning, when Severus wakes up with Harry in his arms, he stays in bed and watches Harry stir awake.

“Severus and Harry are finally together,” Helga smiles when she sees them kiss, “I got tired of the longing looks.”

“Why do you think I gave them a room with one bed?” Godric smirks, “I could feel the attraction between them. And they never changed the bed.”

“I can’t believe you were matchmaking.” Everyone looks at Salazar, “Fine, I made sure Harry walked in on Severus getting out of the shower. As Helga said, watching them dance around each other was getting tiresome.” Sal hopes that this makes Severus want to survive the war they are fighting back in their timeline.

“Only took them about two months,” Rowena looks at her friends, “We need to do something to help them in the future.”

“They have this Voldemort character handled. It’s the current headmaster who will be hard to take down.” Godric frowns, “The first thing they need to do when they get back is claim Hogwarts. Since the two have all four of our blood running through them, that will be easy. They can kick the man out.”

“I have an idea,” Sal explains, “It will help them expose the headmaster.”

Helga nods, “It’s a good idea. But what about his cursed hand? Severus said he is dying.”

“Hmm, I thought about what Severus said. If it was truly the curse he told me about, it couldn’t be slowed down. I think Dumbledore is faking it.” Rowena shows them the book she found, “This mimics it and can be slowed down.”

“You might be onto something.” Salazar reads the passage, “Yes, this fits. We need to show this to them.”

“Why am I not surprised?” Severus hands the book to Harry, “Albus knows that Draco has been ordered to kill him.”

“Does he know about the vow you made with Narcissa?” Harry frowns, “Wasn’t there a curse on the ring then?”

“No, but he believes Draco is incapable of cold-blooded murder. He expects me to kill him.” Severus rubs his chin, “I think he removed the curse, then destroyed the horcrux, and then cursed himself.”

Godric frowns, “I think we can all agree that Dumbledore is more dangerous than Voldemort.”

Severus winces, Harry takes Severus’ arms and strokes over the mark. Severus is surprised by the action and how soothing it is.

Harry lets out a long sigh, “Sev won’t have sex with me. He says he wants to wait until we have built a solid foundation.” All they’ve done for the past three months is kiss. Harry wants more.

“There is nothing wrong with that,” Helga cups his face, “Rushing into things is not always good.” She looks at the plans for the school, “You know this would be easier if you just told me where I put the greenhouses and how they look.”

“Now, where would be the fun in that?” He picks up a quill and plays with it, “It’s just that I want to take that step. I am ready.”

“Are you only with him because you want to have sex with him, or do you want something lasting?” Helga moves things around, “Ha, got it.”

“Sev is it for me. I don’t want anyone else. I may be only sixteen, but I am sure that I want to spend the rest of my life with him. And yeah, naturally, I want sex with him. I have been wondering since my fourth year what he is hiding under those robes.” Harry mumbles, “Just gonna use my hand while I wait.” An image of Sev stepping out of the shower, covered only in a towel, enters his mind, and he blushes.

“We want you and Sev to build the Astronomy tower. We trust you.” She smirks when she sees him blush; it doesn’t take much guessing about what he was thinking about.

“Really?” Harry is excited, “Awesome.” He gets up to find his partner.

Severus looks over the landscape, “It’s so barren.” It took them a month to build the astronomy tower.

“No running wild Forbidden Forest yet.” Harry kisses him, “Have you given any thought about what we could hide here that we may need?”

“No, nothing comes to mind.” He wraps Harry in his robes when a cold chill hits them both, “We have a plan to kill Nagini. We have several plans to kill Riddle. It’s Albus I am worried about. Taking him down will be difficult.” He can feel Harry push back against his crotch and wiggle his butt. Severus takes a small step back.

Harry huffs, “How long are you going to make me wait?”

Severus turns Harry around, “If you are so desperate for sex, I am sure someone in the village will be more than happy to scratch your itch. You won’t be getting it from me.” He turns around and leaves. He never should have kissed Harry back.

Harry stands there, silent tears running down his face. Does Sev really think Harry only wants him for sex? He sits down on the bench and ignores the chill. Why won’t Sev have sex with him?

Severus is lying awake in their bed, Harry hasn’t come back yet, and it’s been hours. His heart breaks. Harry is no doubt entertaining the stable boy or the tavern owner. He hears the door open, and the candles flash alight.

“I found him asleep in the tower,” Salazar puts Harry into the bed. “He had heating charms on him, but he is still cold.”

Severus swallows hard and starts rubbing Harry’s body, “I thought he left to go to the village.”

“Let me guess, you turned down his advances to sex again and you told him to go to the village to seek his pleasure.” He sees the confirmation in Severus’ eyes. Sal snorts, “I am afraid you are stuck with him. Harry wants you; he wants to have sex with you.”

Severus doesn’t understand why, but he doesn’t voice the question. “Thank you for bringing him here.”

“Just fuck already,” Salazar wonders what Severus’ hold up is. It is clear that they love each other. “I know you want him too.”

“It’s not that simple.” Severus can feel Harry’s body warm up.

.”It is,” Salazar leaves.

Harry and Severus are watching as the Chamber of Secrets is built. Salazar turns towards them, “We will leave all of our books, diaries, notes, and the like here. When you return, you will be able to access it. I will call it the Chamber of Secrets. Nice and mysterious.”

Severus and Harry share a look. Things have been weird between them since the incident a few weeks ago. They still cuddle and kiss, but both are tiptoeing around each other, not wanting to upset what they have at the moment. “Sorry that I killed your basilisk in the future,” Harry met the baby version of it, and he was adorable.

“Not your fault. I blame Riddle for turning my baby crazy.” Salazar puts his magic into the chamber, “Add your blood. It will recognize you, and you won’t need the password to enter.” They add their blood, and they can feel a connection to the castle, which knocks them back. Sal smirks, “Thought so. When you get back, the castle will recognize you as the heirs. It already does now. Figured it would work.”

“Cool,” Harry leans against Severus, “I am going to miss this place.”

Severus wraps his arms around Harry, “Me too.” He inhales Harry’s scent; he knows when they get back in a few months, this will be over. Lately, those three words have been on the tip of his tongue, but he stamped them back down. His heart will be broken, but he won’t make it worse for himself by telling Harry how he feels.

Sal can read Severus like a book; he knows what the man is thinking. He shakes his head. For a smart person, Severus is really dense. Sal tried to tell Severus that Harry wants him and only him, but Severus won’t believe him.

“I have never been to the beach before,” Harry looks at the waves crashing against the cliffs on his left. They have been here for ten months. Things between him and Sev are back to normal. They have done a few more things like frotting, and last night they jerked each other off. Harry is too scared to ask why Sev doesn’t want to have sex with him. He can see that Sev wants it too, but something is holding back. He doesn’t want to rock the boat and upset what they have now.

“I am glad I could take you,” Severus and Harry have been traveling the world for the past month. Hogwarts is finished, and the founders are ready to open the school.

“I am going to miss all of them. Even Rowena’s husband.” Harry slowly steps into the water, “Join me.”

“I can’t believe that Salazar’s wife is a renowned baker,” Severus goes further in and floats, “Everything we know is wrong.”

“We will rectify that when we get back.” He swims over to his partner and kisses him, “I wish we could stay here forever.”

“Me too.” It is a nice dream that Severus has, but reality is different, and nothing good lasts long for him. Once they are back, Harry will forget this time and find someone better and younger. More attractive and less burdened.

“This is it,” Helena hugs them both, “Only one second will have passed.”

“We are going to miss you,” Godric hands them each a small dagger, “I had them made for you.”

Severus takes it, “Thank you,” he looks up in surprise, “Your magic runs through it.”

“All of your magic runs through it,” Rowena hugs them, “Visit our portraits after you have won.”

“We will once we find them,” Harry is crying, “I wish we could stay here.” He doesn’t want to go back to fighting a war, but they must.

“You have to go back,” Salazar hands Harry a small notebook, “I wrote down the spell to remove the dark mark.”

“Thank you,” Harry hugs the man, “Have you decided yet if we can tell people?”

“It’s best if you wait until everything is taken care of,” Helga hugs them again, “It’s time.”

“Good luck.”

The cupboard glows again, Harry and Severus look one last time at the founders, and a moment later, they are back in their own time. Severus looks around, “The air feels different.” He takes a step back, “You go down to the chamber, and I will inform Draco of the plan to kill Nagini.”

“Can we go down together?” Harry wants them to do this together.

Suddenly, they are knocked on their butts. Severus lets out a huff, “She just recognized us.” He nods, “Fine, together. Draco first, though. The sooner we kill the snake, the better.”

Draco is listening to the plan, “You want to have Nagini eat a poisonous rat?”

“Basilisk venom-infused rat,” Severus hands Draco a rat, “I am sure leaving it somewhere in the Manor will be enough.” Salazar left them some venom in his office, fresh venom from a baby basilisk, which is more potent.

“This is too easy,” Draco takes it, “I have to return tonight to give a report on my progress. I can leave it somewhere.” He gets up and leaves, “I am going to talk to Remus.” An idea forms in his head.

Severus nods and watches him leave. He gets up and makes his way to meet Harry, “Any trouble?”

“Nah,” he steps before the sink, and he touches it. The tunnel opens, and stairs are revealed. They walk down, “Do you think it will work?” Harry doesn’t know how to tell his friends that he is dating Severus. They will be shocked and or disgusted.

“Yes,” Severus looks at the big door, he touches it, and the snakes retreat, and it opens. They walk towards the secret door. They both touch the door, and it opens. “Everything is here.”

Harry picks up a note and laughs, “It says boo.” He sits down and starts to read the letter next to the note. “Hey, Sev,” he shows him the letter, “Taking down Albus just got really easy.”

Draco hears a scream of rage. He looks at his aunt, “What was that?” He let the rat loose during the night and enacted his plan.

Bellatrix and Draco hear a small explosion and rush to the scene. Bellatrix looks at her Lord, “My Lord?”

“Someone killed Nagini.”

“I thought she couldn’t be killed,” Draco takes a step back when he sees the fury in Voldemort’s eyes, “How did she die?”

“I do not know,” Voldemort is pacing, “Someone betrayed me.” He points his wand at Draco and uses the cruciatus curse on him, and enters his mind. When he finds nothing, he turns to Bellatrix, giving her the same treatment.

Draco is panting and shaking; he stumbles to his feet. He leans against a wall. He hopes the Dark Lord enjoyed watching the memories of him having sex with Remus.

Voldemort is still enraged, he calls everyone to him and tortures them one after the other. He snarls, “YOU!” He towers over Umbridge, “You killed my Nagini!” She came crawling to him after she escaped the Aurors after it was revealed she sent two dementors to attack Harry Potter, but instead they killed four muggles, and Potter wasn’t even in the area.

“I did no such thing, my lord!” Dolores is scared, “I would never!” She looks around for someone to help her.

“I saw it with my own eyes. You killed my familiar!” Voldemort raises his wand, “Avada Kedavra.” He looks at his minions, “Deliver her body to the Ministry.”

“What did she do, my Lord?” Bellatrix never liked Dolores. She was an ass kisser and tried to quickly work her way up the ranks by putting down everyone around her.

“She injected a rat with basilisk venom and fed it to my snake,” Voldemort paces, “Nagini was weary of that woman. With good reason, it seemed.” He waves his hand, “Dismissed. Draco, return to Hogwarts. Do not disappoint me!”

Draco goes to his room, he grabs his backpack, and returns to Hogwarts. He lands in Snape’s quarters and collapses.

Remus darts to him, he pours a potion down Draco’s throat, “How bad?”

“Once, a few hours ago, and shortly before I came here, it lasted a few minutes.” A shudder runs through his body, “Hurts,” he pants, “Can’t feel my left hand.”

Remus rubs his back, “I got you.” He helps Draco sit up, “I take it worked?”

“Yes. I framed Umbridge; she is dead.” He leans against his boyfriend, “I am glad when he is dead.”

“Me too,” Remus gets up and pulls Draco up, “Severus and Harry will be back soon, they are meeting with Albus.” He holds Draco when another shudder runs through him.

Half an hour later, Draco reports what happened, “Now it’s only him left.”

“Harry and I had an idea,” Severus looks at Remus, “You bring Harry to Voldemort. I will take the cloak and hide under it and kill him. Draco will lock the manor down, preventing anyone from escaping. Once Voldemort is dead, use the emergency portkey to come back here. Draco and I will stay at the manor and wait for Kingsley to arrive.”

“When do you want to do this?” Remus hands Draco another potion. “And what about Albus?”

“Next week is Halloween, it would be fitting to end it then,” Severus smirks, “Albus will be busy. The founders put a recording spell attuned to Albus in the castle. Everything he ever did and said within these walls has been recorded. We have forwarded everything to Mme Bones.”

Remus laughs, “Everything?”

“Everything!” Harry smirks, “And Albus is not the only one who has to answer a few questions. McGonagall too. It’s written down on paper how Albus covered up the attempted murder of Sev and how Minerva ignored my father and Siri abusing students.” He hangs his head, “That is how I know about Ginny, Hermione, and Ron being paid to be my friends.”

“I still can’t believe you helped build the castle. I always knew Ron was a piece of hippogriff dung.” Draco yawns, “I am tired.” He looks at Remus, “Stay?”

“You can stay in the second bedroom.” Severus watches them leave. He turns to Harry, “Everything will be over next week.”

“If it works,” Harry kisses him, “We also should get some sleep.” He leads Severus to the bedroom. He changes into his PJs and slides under the covers.

Severus joins him, he pulls Harry into his arms, and he will enjoy this as long as it lasts. He knows it will inevitably end. Harry will come to his senses sooner or later.

Harry hides the dagger under his sleeves. He looks at himself in the mirror, “I am ready.”

Severus kisses Harry desperately, he might die today and never see Harry again. Those three words are on the tip of his tongue again, but he pushes them back, “Don’t do anything rash.”

“I won’t,” Harry can’t help but feel like this was a goodbye kiss, “Same goes for you.”

Severus nods, and they leave his room. They meet Remus in the Forbidden Forest. Severus puts the cloak on, “I will follow after you.”

Remus grabs Harry, “I am sorry, but I have to be rough with you.”

“It’s okay,” Harry winces when he feels a spell hit him, “This better be worth it.”

Remus apparates to Malfoy Manor; he drags a struggling Harry behind him. He finds Voldemort in the study, “My Lord,” he tosses Harry to the ground, “A gift for you.”

Voldemort is delighted, “Potter,” he hexes the boy, “How did you achieve this?”

Remus growls, “It was easy. He believed I was a friend and was concerned about him. The news of me changing sides has not reached the order yet. They believe me to be their little spy.”

“Good,” Voldemort makes Harry bow, “Tonight you will die. I failed to kill you fifteen years ago, but I will not fail tonight.” He raises his wand.

Severus is quicker and sends a killing curse towards Voldemort. His former master drops dead. Severus removes the cloak, “Leave. Someone is coming.” He tosses the cloak at Harry, “Quickly.” Severus watches them leave. He turns around, “Bellatrix.”

Bellatrix sees the dead body and screams, “YOU!” She fires a curse at Severus, who dodges. They fight, Bellatrix furiously attacks him, “I knew you could not be trusted. What were you promised? Your choice of lovers? The position of the Minister?”

Severus doesn’t rise to the bait; he fires one spell after another at her. He screams out in pain as his leg breaks into a million pieces when he is hit by one of her spells. He looks to his left and sees that Bellatrix’ husband has joined the fight. He fights both of them; he is getting tired. The pain and blood loss are draining him. Where is Kingsley? He ignores the pain in his leg and stumbles forward. He throws his dagger towards Bella and then uses sectumsempra on her husband.

Bella tries to remove the dagger, but it seems to dig deeper into her shoulder. She sees her husband fall and rushes towards him. She is trying to save him, but he dies in her arms. Bella is furious and attacks Severus viciously, “You will pay for killing my master and my husband.” Bella raises her wand and manages to bind Severus.

Severus closes his eyes; he is ready to die. His last thoughts are of Harry. But the killing blow never comes; he opens his eyes and sees Draco standing over his dead aunt’s body. He turns around and vomits, “I never killed someone before.” He cleans up the mess and rushes towards his godfather, “Stay still.” He heals him as best as he can, “I am sorry it took so long. Father caught me sneaking around. Had to get rid of him first. Everyone has been arrested.” He hands Severus a pain relief potion. “Why didn’t you fight back?”

“I made peace with my death a long time ago. Had she killed me, I would have taken her with me,” Severus lets out a long sigh. “Thank you for saving my life.”

Kingsley arrives. He looks at the dead body of Voldemort. “He is really dead.” He sets the body on fire, “Now he won’t be coming back.” He walks over to Severus, “You’re heading to St Mungos.” He looks at Draco, “Tell Harry and Remus that it’s done. Remus can announce it.”

Draco nods and leaves. He rushes to Remus and kisses him, “It’s done. He’s dead.” He hugs his partner, “Kingsley said you can announce it.”

“Where is Sev?” Dread starts to fill Harry.

“St Mungos. He was fighting Bella and Rodolphus, but he was already dead when I got there. Bella was about to kill him, and he wasn’t fighting back.” He shudders, “I killed her.”

Remus hugs him tighter, “I am sorry you had to take a life,” he looks at Harry, “It’s over.”

“Yeah,” Harry hugs himself, “I am going to check on Sev.” Why didn’t Sev fight back? A few hours later, he is sitting by Severus’ bed, “You almost died.”

“Yes. I didn’t expect to survive. I told Draco I made peace with my death a long time ago. I am tired of fighting and being torn in two directions.” Severus sighs, “I will no doubt now face Azkaban.”

“You won’t,” Harry leans closer, “I talked to Kingsley, you and Draco are facing no charges since you helped bring an end to Voldemort. You’re a hero, you killed him.”

“I am no hero,” Severus snorts, “Preposterous.” Everything is catching up to him now. “I am tired. Go back to school, I am sure you will have to answer a lot of questions.”

“I know,” Harry sighs and pecks Severus’ lips. He can’t help but feel like Severus is pulling back from him. Did he do something?

Remus is looking at the students. He still isn’t sure how he became headmaster of this school. “Albus Dumbledore has been pushed through the veil of death. He has been found guilty of murder, line theft, assault, child abuse, child neglect, and much more.” He looks at the Gryffindor table and the empty seats, “Ron Weasley was arrested for cheating on his grades and stealing from several students. Hermione Granger was arrested for using the Imperius curse on her fellow students and stealing. Ginny Weasley was arrested for theft and the murder of Argus Filch.”

Students are talking among themselves, and someone asks about McGonagall.

“She is in Azkaban for child neglect,” Remus takes a deep breath, “We need to rebuild and move forward. We cannot be stuck in the past. This school wasn’t built on bigotry and superiority. This school was built as a unity.”

“But Salazar hated muggles.”

“No, I didn’t,” his portrait is floating into the Great Hall, “I built the Chamber of Secrets to preserve the founders' books, notes, and diaries. Not for something nefarious.”

“It is true,” Godric's voice echoes around the Hall, “I was the one who put in the small pool.”

“It was my idea to have it underground,” Helena hums, “It was easier to build underground.”

“We all put our magic into the chamber,” Rowena looks at the students, “We are the founders.”

Students have many questions. Remus sits down. His eyes lock with Draco’s, and he winks at his partner.

Severus is back at Hogwarts, and he is watching Harry being surrounded by his friends and fans. He sees Harry laugh and blush at something a boy said. It sends a pang to his heart. He gets up and makes his way to the dungeons. He had to spend five weeks in the hospital. Harry visited him every day, no doubt feeling guilty that he got hurt. He is packing his things, and he ponders whether he should leave a letter for Harry or not. He doubts Harry will miss him much. He is young and will quickly move on, but Severus will most likely never move on. No, Harry has his heart and will always have it, not that he told him that. He puts his letter of resignation on the table. He is going to leave the school.

“You’re leaving?” Harry has been running as fast as he could once Sal told him about Sev’s intentions.

Severus turns around, “Yes. I am no longer beholden to teaching. I am free for the first time in my life.” He touches his arm where the mark used to be. Harry has removed the mark while he was at the hospital.

“What about us?” Harry is hurt, and Sev really is leaving.

“Harry, we are back now, and this dream we were living is over. You were only with me back in the past because you lacked options. We’re back now, and it is only a matter of time before you find someone younger and less burdened.” Severus looks at the teen, “You deserve someone better. I am sure one of your adoring fans would love to snag you.”

“That is not for you to decide. I am old enough to know who I want,” Harry takes a step closer, “I want you, Sev.”

“You can’t mean it.” Severus wants to believe Harry but he has trouble to believe anything good happens to him..

Harry takes Severus’ hands in his, “I love you. I am in love with you. I wanted to tell you, but I was scared you would reject me.” He huffs, “I should have told you then you wouldn’t doubt me.” He looks into Sev’s black eyes, “You can ask the founders, they all know that you’re it for me. I had many conversations with them. Mainly because I was frustrated that you wouldn’t have sex with me. If I only wanted sex with you, I would have broken up with you after he kept denying me.”

“I was afraid you would only want to scratch an itch. I didn’t want to cross that line because it would be so much harder when things ended. I would have gotten a taste of what I never could have again,” Severus rests his forehead against Harry’s, “I love you too. I never told you because I thought this was just a temporary thing for you. I was protecting my heart.”

“We’re both fools,” Harry cups Severus’ face, “Were you going to say goodbye?”

“I don’t know,” Severus whispers, “I don’t know,” before he claims Harry’s lips with his. This kiss is different from all the others they have shared. Severus isn’t holding back anymore. He entangles his tongue with Harry’s and leads them towards the bedroom. They land on the bed, he breaks the kiss, “I want to make love to you.”

“Merlin, yes.” Harry runs his hand over Sev’s body, “Can I be inside you?”

Severus swallows hard, “I never bottomed before.”

“But you’ve done it?” Harry suddenly feels jealous of the past lovers Severus had.

“A few times, dark places, no names, just to scratch an itch. Never lasted more than five minutes.” He kisses Harry softly, “I never made love before,” he kisses him again, “I trust you.”

Harry nods; he gets what Severus isn’t saying. He never trusted anyone to bottom. He waves his hand, and both are naked, “One of those days I am going to disrobe you, but I have waited too long for this.”

“Impatient are we?” Severus pushes their groins together, “Do you know the spells?”

“Yes,” Harry nips on Severus’s throat. He waves his hand, and Severus is ready for him, “Helga taught me to do them wandless and wordlessly.” He pushes Severus onto his back and kisses down Sev’s body, “You're gorgeous.” He sucks a nipple into his mouth, Severus moans. Harry sucks the other nipple into his mouth and licks Severus’ abs, “You do know that Sal is the reason we walked into each other when we stepped out of the shower?”

Severus bucks off the bed when Harry’s hot mouth engulfs him, “Fuck.” He groans loudly when he feels Harry suck hard, “I never had someone suck me before.” He moans, “It did occur to me. He really wanted us to fuck.”

“Glad I am your first,” he kisses the tip of Sev’s cock, “Need to be inside you,” he casts the spells again. He puts a pillow under Sev’s ass then slowly pushes his hard cock inside, “Blimey, you’re so tight.” He slowly rocks back and forth until he bottoms out, “You okay?”

Severus takes a deep breath, “Yes. I feel so full.” He slowly rocks his hips, “You can move.”

Harry keeps his pace slow at first, but soon his pace picks up. He groans when he sees Sev play with his cock, “This is so hot.”

Severus yelps when Harry hits his prostate, “Again.” He starts to whimper when his prostate gets poked repeatedly. He keeps stroking his cock, he can feel his orgasm approaching. With one last tug, he spills over his hand. Harry moans loudly when he feels Sev clench around his cock, and his orgasm suddenly overtakes him, and he spills deep inside his lover. Harry pulls out, and Severus pulls him into his arms, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Harry kisses Sev’s chest, “Are you still going to resign?”

“No,” he rolls them over, “I am going to stay until you finish school, then we’ll see.”

“I want to teach,” Harry blushes, “You know the apartment we built shortly before we left? Sal told me that it's ours. That is why they gave us free rein to build it like we wanted it. Only we can get in.”

Severus laughs, “Sneaky bastards,” he kisses Harry, “I have been wondering what happened to it.” He strokes Harry’s cheek, “If you really want to teach, we can move in there.”

“Why can’t we move in now?” Harry moans when Severus pinches his nipple.

“Because a student and professor cannot live together, they can share a bed but not quarters.” Severus takes Harry’s half-hard cock into his mouth. He slowly bobs his head up and down, and can feel Harry harden further. He casts the spells and lets go of Harry’s cock. He slowly pushes inside Harry, “Unless they are married.”

“Yes,” Harry pulls Severus in for a kiss, “Yes.”

Severus slowly makes love to his fiancée, bringing him over the edge twice before he fills his future husband with his seed. He lies down next to Harry, “That’s why Remus and Draco got married quickly, they also wanted to live together.”

“I want the founders to be there when we get married.”

“We can do that,” Severus puts the covers over them, “Let’s rest for a bit, there are a few things I want to try with you.”

Ron is walking out of Azakan, where he’s spent the past thirty years. His parents denounced him and Ginny after they found out that they were in league with Albus to control Harry and kill him once the war was over to get his fortune. His sister didn’t even last a week; she died three days after they arrived. Hermione lasted over a decade before the dementors got too much for her, and she too died. Ron got lucky; he was on a lower level with less strict security. Dementors only passed by once a week. He is not surprised when no one is there to greet him. He makes his way to the Ministry, where he will be meeting with Tonks.

Tonks looks at Ron, “A monitoring charm will be placed on you. You will be allowed to stay in a halfway house until you find your own lodgings.” She hands him some papers, “You will be working as a janitor in Diagon Alley.”

“Harry, can I talk to him?” Ron wants to apologize.

“That is up to him,” Tonks thinks it’s best to tell Ron, she knows nothing about Harry’s personal life, which was printed in the newspaper, “Harry is married to Severus Snape. Snape is the headmaster of Hogwarts, and Harry is the deputy headmaster.”

“Oh,” Ron nods, “I thought Remus was still headmaster.”

“He retired after Draco graduated and they moved to Spain.” Tonks gets up, “Follow me.”

“How does it feel to be a portrait?” Salazar looks at Harry, “No more going to the loo.”

“It’s weird,” Harry looks at his husband, “I miss you.”

Severus is fighting back tears, “I miss you too.” He never imagined Harry would die before him. He always thought he would be the first one to go.

“Look on the bright side, you can still talk to him, and once Severus passes on, you can snog each other again.” Rowena chuckles, “For now, you can haunt him through the school.”

“Or have sex,” Godric smirks, “What do you think happens when it’s dark? We are not prudes.”

“TMI,” Severus sits down, at the ripe age of 124, his bones ache daily. All the curses he had to endure in his younger years have caught up with him and are playing havoc on his body. “I have selected my successor. Kendra Lovegood will take over as headmistress, and Frankie Longbottom will be her deputy.” Severus will stay on as a consultant to the staff and students until he joins Harry in the afterlife.

Eight years later, his portrait joins the others, and he can finally embrace his husband again.

Chapter Text

Draco slowly wakes up, he stretches, and feels someone behind him. He looks around and recognizes the room; he is at Grimmauld Place. His head is pounding, he takes the sober-up potion from the nightstand, and he feels better. He turns around and locks eyes with his bed partner, “Did we have sex?”

“No.”

Draco is relieved, “Good.” He can see the look of hurt in the other’s eyes, “I didn’t mean it like that.” He scoots closer, “I just meant that I didn’t want my first time be a drunken night I wouldn’t remember. I just remember getting drunk on Kreacher's wine and nothing after.”

“We just kissed and got naked, but you passed out as soon as your head hit the pillow. I put boxers on both of us.”

“I’m glad you stayed.”

“You had a tight hold on me and wouldn’t let me go.”

Draco murmurs, “I don’t remember kissing you.” He looks into Remus’ eyes, “I want to remember kissing you.” He presses his lips to Remus’. They kiss slowly, savoring it. Draco runs a hand over Remus’ face and kisses him again. His hand runs down until he finds Remus’ boxers. He slips his hand inside and strokes Remus’ cock, “I want you.” He can feel Remus harden in his hand.

“Are you sure?” Remus moans into Draco’s neck after a firm tuck.

“Yes,” Draco kisses Remus again, “I’ve had a crush on you since the third year. I was angry at first at myself, but I accepted my crush after it didn’t go away in my fourth year.” He removes his hand from Remus’ cock. “All my life, I’ve done what my father wanted me to do. I bullied others, was mean to Harry, acted superior towards half-bloods and muggle-borns because my father expected it of me. I made friends with the likes of Parkinson, Goyle, Crabbe, because my father wanted me to be surrounded by like-minded people. I joined Umbridge’s squad because my father ordered me to. I was forced to take the dark mark and kill someone because of my father’s failure. I was tasked to kill Dumbledore because my father told Voldemort I could do it. I have tried for years to live up to his expectations, but I realised nothing I do will ever be good enough for him. Since I was a child, I did what he told me to do, trying to make him proud, but I never did. I am no longer a child.” He shows Remus his arm, “I have a mark because of him, I got tortured because of him. I had to kill because of him.” He huffs, “You know what he told me? That once the war was over, I would marry Astoria Greengrass because it would look good for the Malfoy name if I married someone who was neutral in the war. He told me he has already written up a marriage contract. He made sure to drill it into my head to save myself for marriage. That it would be a stronger marriage if I were untouched.” He looks into Remus’ eyes, “I am done letting him dictate my life. For the first time in my life, I am going to do something I want.” He runs a hand through Remus’ hair, “I want you. I want to go out with you and show everyone that you’re mine. I want to have sex with you. I want to scream your name when you are inside me. I want to suck your cock and swallow your cum. I want to be covered in your marks. I want to feel you for days.”

“Using me to rebel against your father?” Remus smirks, “I can live with that.” He runs a finger down Draco’s neck, “I want those things too. There were times when I wanted to bend you over and fuck you.”

“That it will drive my father mad is just a bonus,” Draco removes his boxers, “Fuck me.”

Remus strokes Draco’s cock, “You’re big,” he leans down and tastes him, “Delicious.” He summons a vial of oil. He takes Draco into his mouth and bobs his head up and down while his finger is moving in and out of Draco. He adds another finger, scissoring him open, “Contraceptive spell?”

“Yes, I don’t think we are ready for children just yet,” Draco moans when he feels another finger inside him, “I want your cock.”

“Patience,” Remus keeps opening Draco up, “It’s your first time, there is no rush,” he takes Draco back into his mouth, he really tastes good. After a few moments, he sits up, “Turn around.”

Draco rolls onto his stomach and gets on all fours, “Like the view?”

“Yes,” Remus parts Draco’s cheeks and runs his tongue along the rim before darting his tongue inside.

Draco is clenching the sheets, “Fuck.” He almost comes undone.

“Always wanted to do that,” Remus strokes his cock, “Ready?” At Draco’s nod, he pushes inside, “Fuck, you feel like a furnace.” He keeps pushing until he bottoms out, “Alright?”

Draco pushes back, “Yes,” he never felt like this, he feels so full, “Fuck me.”

“I am,” Remus slowly pulls out and pushes back in, “You feel so good around me.” He keeps his pace slow, “Touch yourself.”

Draco starts to jerk himself off, “Harder. I am not made out of glass.”

Remus snaps his hips hard, sending Draco forward, “I don’t want this to be over too soon.” He snaps them hard again, “Your first time should be good and enjoyable.” Not like his, he hated his first time.

“It already is because it’s with you,” Draco screams when Remus hits his prostate, “What was that?”

“Your prostate,” Remus makes sure to hit the spot on every thrust, “Does it feel good?”

“Yes,” Draco whimpers, “I’m sure you know.”

“I don’t,” Remus pulls out and turns Draco around, he slides back in, “You are the first man I am having sex with. I only ever slept with women, and those I can count on one hand.” He kisses Draco, “You’re my first in some ways. First time I am having anal sex,” he slowly pulls out and pushes back in, “First time I sucked a cock and rimmed,” he bends down and sucks a nipple into his mouth, “First time I am doing this to a man.”

“Oh,” Draco nuzzles his throat, “I am glad,” he pulls him in for a deep kiss, and rocks with Remus. They keep rocking, their pace quickening. Draco groans when he feels Remus’ hand on his cock, “I’m close.”

“I got you,” Remus watches Draco come undone. It is the most beautiful sight he’s ever seen. “Holy shit,” he is surprised by the steel grip of Draco’s muscles around his cock, “So good.” He thrusts a handful of times and spills deep inside Draco. He keeps rocking until his cock is soft, then pulls out. He lies next to Draco and pulls him into his arms.

“That was perfect,” Draco rests his head over Remus’ chest and yawns. Sleep soon claims them again.

“You got a letter from your father,” Sirius hands it to his cousin, then takes a good look at him, “You look like you’ve had sex the whole day.”

“I did.” Draco opens the letter and screams out in pain. A black vein runs up his arm. Draco is crying, “I hate him.”

Sirius helps Draco up. “What is happening?” He takes the letter and reads it, “Fuck.”

“What is going on?” Hermione walks into the kitchen. “I was in the library when I heard a scream.”

“Lucius cursed Draco,” Sirius hands Hermione the letter, “Bastard put the spell on Draco when he was a child. As soon as Draco opened the letter, the curse was activated.”

Hermione reads the letter, “I am confused.”

“My father put a spell on me that would tell him when and with whom I was having sex with. I had sex with Remus multiple times, and the spell told my father. He is mad that I gave myself to a halfbreed and that I violated the agreement he has with Greengrass.” Draco screams out in pain again.

“What is the curse?” Hermione takes Draco’s arm and inspects the black vein, “It’s covered your neck.”

“A nasty curse, it shocks him when he is happy,” Sirius rushes off to the library, he knows he read about something like that in one of the Black books.

“Your father is a piece of work,” Hermione runs some scans, “So you and Lupin?”

“You and Black?” Draco gulps down the glass of water Hermione has handed him. “Where is everyone?”

“Harry threw everyone out who was not family before midnight,” she hands him a sandwich, “Molly threw up a stink, and Ron was mad when I was allowed to stay.”

“He doesn’t know that you and Black are shagging?” Draco groans, “I hope there is a cure.”

“I think Ron has blinders on and ignores what is in front of him. Ginny told me Ron thinks that she is dating Harry. She didn’t dare tell him that they were not because he was already mad that Snape was not arrested for killing Dumbledore. He would have blown a gasket if she told him Harry was married to Snape.”

“They are wearing matching rings, and I am sure Ron was in the room when they were snogging,” Draco sees Remus enter, “My father knows about us, and he cursed me.”

“WHAT?” Remus reads the letter, “I am going to kill him.” He is ready to leave when Draco stops him, “Don’t. He’s not worth it.” Draco kisses him and screams out in pain, “Fuck.”

“I am going to blood adopt you,” Severus enters, followed by Harry and Sirius, “The curse is based on blood, Malfoy blood to be exact.” He sits down, “Once I blood adopt you, you have to accept me as your father, and it will override the curse.”

“Or I can blood adopt you, you already have Black blood in you through your mother,” Sirius shows them what they have found, “This is the spell he used. It will eventually drive you to suicide. It will send you into depression since it disallows happy thoughts.”

“This says he could remove it,” Draco huffs, “As if he would.”

Hermione has been reading, “It’s better if Sirius adopts you. Black blood is already strong; another dose and it will be even stronger.” She looks at Snape, “Sorry, Professor, but we need pure or strong blood in this case to drown out the Malfoy blood.”

“Wouldn’t my blood be the strongest? I am from the Peverell line,” Harry reads over Hermione’s shoulder, “Oh, it says that pure blood is better. Less deluded.”

Another shock runs through Draco’s body, “This is getting old real fast.”

“Put up your Occlumency shields,” Severus walks over to Draco and taps his temple, “Put your feelings in a box and lock it. You did it during the war. I am afraid you’ll have to again.”

Draco does and kisses Remus, “It worked,” he smirks, “You know if we have sex again, father will think his spell failed.”

“It’s weird, I can feel the lack of emotions coming from you.” Remus kisses Draco back, who smiles and screams out in pain.

“I don’t think it will work,” Draco kisses Remus again. It still hurts, but less. He locks his feelings away again, “This is going to suck.”

“Do you really want to enrage your father further?” Snape sits down, “I know firsthand how devious and vengeful he can be.”

“He can’t kill me. He can make my life unpleasant, but there is only so much he can do.” Draco looks down at his hands, “I want to know what Mother is feeling about this.”

“I can write to her,” Sirius rubs his chin, “So, you okay with me blood adopting you?”

“Sure,” Draco lets out a bitter laugh, “I am sure you will be a better father. The bar is really low.”

“Won’t that change how he looks?” Harry frowns, “You have your father’s hair and complexion.”

“That is actually all, Narcissa. She is dying her hair black. Not all Blacks have black hair. We even had a redhead in the family.” Sirius looks at Draco, “You can always dye your hair back if you change. You have Lucius' eyes and his height.”

“I don’t care how you look,” Remus kisses Draco’s cheek, leaning close, whispering, “As long as your cock stays the same, I am happy.”

Draco bursts out laughing, “Merlin, I love you.” His eyes go wide, realising what he just said, “I do. Love you, that is.” A moment later, he is gasping in pain, “I don’t think Occlumency is helping.”

“I love you too,” Remus takes Draco’s hand in his, “I’ve fallen in love with you over the years we’ve been working together.” He rubs his back, “Take strength from me.”

“Now that you confessed your love, we can take care of business.” Sirius looks at Snape, “You brew the potion.” He looks at Harry and Hermione, “You prepare everything for the ritual.” He looks at the pair, “You need to go to Gringotts and get the paperwork. Then you can go back to shagging.” He claps his hand, “We’ll do the adoption once the potion is ready.”

“It will take a week,” Severus hands Sirius a vial, “I will need your blood,” he also hands one to Draco, “Yours too.” He looks at Harry, “Go to our room, in my potions cupboard, there is a pink green potion,” he looks at Draco, “It will block your emotions for a day. I am pretty sure I read about a spell that does the same.”

“I will look through the books. I think it’s in a book about healing,” Hermione writes something down, “I think we should tell Kingsley about this.”

“We’ll go see him,” Draco drinks the potion and shudders, “I feel weird.”

“It will be temporary,” Snape hands Draco a note, “Give this to Kingsley.”

“You got another letter from your father.” Hermione hands it to him, “I checked, it is clean.”

Draco sits down and opens it. He reads it and laughs, “He has cut me off from the Malfoy money and banned me from the Manor.”

“Cissy wrote back,” Sirius hands a letter to Draco and kisses Hermione, “Molly has tried to get in.” He smirks, “I am glad we put on a new fidelius charm. Keeps the nasty bugs out.”

Draco is crying, “Mother, she is siding with father. She is disappointed in me and thought I would have better sense. She wrote that I am sullying both the Black and Malfoy name by giving my body to Remus. She says she didn’t lie to the Dark Lord so I could degrade myself and shame them.” He wipes away his tears, “I thought she would support me.”

“I am afraid that Cissy always was a staunch, pure-blood supporter. She hated it when Andy married Ted, and she hates Tonks. She was the one who burned Andy off the tapestry.” Sirius squeezes Draco’s shoulder, “I am sorry.”

“Me too,” Draco gets up and goes looking for Remus, “I will need to get a job,” he shows him the letters, “I am broke.”

“I am sorry about your mother,” Remus pulls him into his arms, “You’ll have to move in with me. I own a small cabin in Wales that Sirius, Lily and James bought me for my birthday,” he nips on Draco’s earlobe, “You told me you wanted to be a healer, you can be one now,” he starts to stroke Draco’s cock, “I have enough money to get us by for a while.” He murmurs several spells, and they are naked, “And I am sure Sirius is going to give you some once he’s officially your father,” he guides his cock into Draco’s tight hole, “Merlin, you’re always so tight,” he slowly bucks up into Draco, “I wish we could take Lucius to court.” He starts to leave bite marks on Draco’s skin, “I want to see him in Azkaban,” he suckles on Draco’s nipple, “I want to take him down for hurting you.” He strokes Draco’s cock and adds a finger to his own cock, stretching Draco open wider, “I want him destroyed.” He cups Draco’s balls, “I want to rub it in his face that he lost,” he licks the black vein on Draco’s throat and sucks on the adam’s apple, “I want him to see how happy we are,” he looks into Draco’s eyes, “That no matter what he does, you will rise above him,” he kisses Draco softy, “I want him to stew in a cell while we are happily married with kids, sparing no more thought to him.”

Draco cums with a cry, tears are streaming down his face, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Remus fucks Draco through his orgasm, “I want to run into your mother in Diagon Alley, watching her face when she sees her grandchildren for the first time but is not allowed near them,” he holds Draco’s hips and thrusts up into him hard and fast, “I want her to beg us for a chance to reconcile and deny her,” he can feel his balls tighten, “Fuck Draco,” he erupts inside his lover.

Draco is panting, “Did you just ask me to marry you?”

“No,” Remus kisses his sweaty temple, “It’s too soon for that. But I do want to marry you in the future.”

“Good. I will say yes when you ask me.”

Lucius is furious, “Draco is still sleeping with that halfbreed. They had sex no less than five times yesterday! He keeps disrespecting us.” He frowns, “I know the spell is working. He should not be fucking around.”

Narcissa sighs sadly, “I am afraid he made his choice,” she shows him a spell, “Let’s see if the wolf still wants Draco after this.” She takes his hands in his, “Severus is with him. He must have given Draco something to help him.”

“I knew there was a reason I fell in love with you,” he kisses his wife, “I will cast it, and you’re probably right.”

Draco grunts,” What?”

Remus has been shaking Draco awake, “You’re body. It’s covered in scars and burns.”

Draco looks at his arms, angry red scars are looking back at him, “What the hell?” He gets up and looks at himself in the mirror, from head to toe, his body is scarred and burned, and he notices that something is written on his chest. He can make out the word, Traitor. “My father did this.” He starts to cry, “He knows I always loved my looks. I admit that I am vain and made sure to always look good.”

Remus wraps his arms around Draco, “You are still beautiful to me,” he kisses the scar on his shoulder, “He is doing this to hurt you.” He turns Draco around, “You don’t care about my scars, and I don’t care about yours.”

“Why does he hate me so much?” Draco sighs into Remus’ neck, “We need to show the others.” They head to the kitchen, “Surprise!” Draco turns around, “Woke up like this. Courtesy of my father.”

“This is a Black spell,” Sirius looks at the scars and burns, “It’s a Black family punishment. I am sure Narcissa showed the spell to Lucius, who cast it on you.”

“How did he do it when Draco was here?” Harry touches one of the scars, “And why didn’t it hurt him?” He touches another one, “Do they hurt?”

“Because the spell is not meant to hurt physically,” Sirius casts a spell on Draco, “Narcissa used family magic to cast it on Draco.”

“They don’t hurt. My skin just feels a bit tight,” Draco lets out a long sigh and looks at the ceiling, “I hate them.”

“Why hasn’t he killed him then?” Harry smiles when he sees Severus enter.

“Because he can’t,” Severus hands Draco a salve, “The Malfoys can’t kill each other. Family magic prevents that.”

“Will the scars go away once Siri adopts him?” Harry kisses his husband on the cheek, “I missed you this morning.”

“I’ll make it up to you later,” Severus puts two vials on the table, “I finished the potions this morning. We can do the ritual at dusk. As for the scars and burns, I do not know.”

“I will prepare the room.” Hermione is about to get up when an owl arrives, “It’s from Ginny and Charlie.” She quickly reads it, “Ron and Molly are mad that they can’t get in anymore and are accusing us of being corrupted by snakes.”

“I see two snakes and four lions. If anything, you are corrupting us,” Draco gets up, “Do you need anything? I want to go out and show my face. I won’t hide. They will expect me to hide.”

“I also believe they did it thinking Remus would leave you,” Hermione huffs, “Your parents are shallow.”

“Go to HoneyDukes and get some sweets,” Sirius hands him a list, “Go to the Muggle world and get this.”

“Will do,” Draco takes it and returns to his room to get dressed.

“I’m proud of you,” Remus squeezes his hand, “Muggle world first.”

“I don’t feel any different,” Draco looks at himself in the mirror, “My hair is a bit darker but still blond. Oh, my eyes are dark gray now.”

Severus and Hermione cast several spells. “The spell Lucius cast on you is gone. The black vein is gone. You can lower your barriers again.” Severus runs another spell, “I am afraid some of the scars will remain. The burns are gone.”

Draco bites his lip, “About that. My shields have been down since I took the potion. I put the pain in a box and locked it away. That was easier. It was only a mild pain, like a small undercurrent running through my body when I was happy. And when we had sex, I barely felt anything.”

“Hm,” Severus runs his spells again to make sure, “You’re fine. I can see about making a stronger salve for your scars.”

“I just checked the tapestry,” Harry enters, “You are now on it as Draco Black.”

“I don’t mind the scars,” Draco smirks, “Do you think they know?”

“They will when they get the Gringotts letter,” Sirius hands Draco a folder, “I have several Black properties that have been sitting empty,” he smirks and points at a picture of a seaside house, “Your mother had hoped to inherit this one day, my mother promised it to her, but nothing was officially done. It’s yours.”

“I was going to move in with Remus.” Draco looks at the pictures, “Mother, she told me about this place.”

“My cabin is small. It only has four rooms. This place is big enough for our future children.” Remus strokes Draco’s hip, “It has a potions room and a big backyard for me to run around on the full moon.”

“Okay,” Draco keeps going over the other files, “You’ve given me Regulus’ vault.”

“Yes. It will be enough to let you live comfortably while you study to become a healer. And if you two ever run out of money, I’ll give you some. Harry doesn’t need the Black money; he and Severus have enough money to last ten lifetimes.” Sirius hands him a box, “Black family ring. It’s passed from father to son.”

“What about when you have your own children?” Draco takes it and puts it on, “Thank you.”

“This is Reggie’s. I still have mine.” Sirius claps him on the back, “You do know this means that Hermione will eventually be your mother-in-law.” He laughs at the look on Draco’s face.

“That little brat disowned me!” Lucius throws a glass against the wall, “I can no longer punish him! I can’t believe he did this!”

“I heard he was walking around Hogsmeade and Diagon Alley, not hiding his scars,” Narcissa soothes her husband, “I am still connected to him. I can punish him.” She makes a disgusted face, “Pansy told me Draco and Remus were walking around holding hands and kissing. Such behavior is not becoming a Malfoy!”

“I am afraid you cannot,” Lucius pulls her into his lap, “Sirius is now his father and his blood is protecting him. Even from you. His claim on his own is stronger because he is a male.”

“Draco is not the son I thought he was. I am sorry that he is such a disappointment.” Narcissa wonders where she went wrong, “Maybe I should have been stricter.”

“Me too.” He strokes her arm, “I know he always wanted to be a healer. I will make sure he has difficulties achieving his dreams.” He wants his son to come crawling back to them only so Lucius can send him away.

Ron is laughing, “Malfoy, you look like an ugly fucker! Who did this to? I want to shake their hands. Pretty Malfoy is now disfigured.” He is holding his stomach, “No one wants you now. I bet your future wife ran for the hills when she saw you.”

“Looks aren’t everything, and my boyfriend doesn’t mind my scars.” Draco smirks, “I may look less handsome now, but I still get laid. The same can’t be said for you. I heard Bell dropped you like a hot potato. Something about your off-putting behavior.”

“Shut up Malfoy.”

“It’s Black now,” Draco moves past Ron, “Have a nice day.”

Ron grabs his arm, “What have you been doing to Hermione? Did you kill her? And who is your boyfriend?”

“He’s been doing nothing to me, Ronald,” Hermione joins Draco, “I got everything,” she looks at her former friend, “I have been busy helping Sirius and Draco.”

“Well, now that you are done, you can come to the Burrow. I miss you. It’s time you were in better company.”

“I won’t be coming to the Burrow, and I like the company I keep.”

“But there are snakes and evil.”

Hermione rolls her eyes, “The war is over, Ron, and it’s people like you why there was a war in the first place. Grow up.”

“Draco and Snape are corrupting you. Who knows what they are doing to you!” Ron tries to grab her, “Come with me!”

“NO!” She swats his arm, “I am dating Sirius, and he would never let them do anything to me.”

“WHAT? You’re dating Black?” Ron feels hurt, “But I thought you loved me!”

“Oh, Ron,” she pities him, “I love you as a friend, but Sirius has my heart. We’ve been dating for over a year now.”

Ron looks at Draco, “This is your fault! You weren’t supposed to change sides!” He is ready to punch Draco when Tonks clears her throat.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Tonks looks at him, “Move along, Ron.”

Ron leaves in a huff; he needs to tell his mother.

Molly is reading the newspaper, “That poor boy! I may not like Draco, but even he didn’t deserve this.”

Ginny is reading the article, “Will they be able to arrest Malfoy for this?”

“I do not know,” Molly starts to make lunch, “You need to talk to Harry about getting back together.”

“Mum, Harry and I dated for a minute. We only held hands and kissed once,” Ginny hears her mum tell her about her plans, “Harry is married.”

“Don’t be silly, my dear,” Molly hums to herself. She will have their wedding at The Burrow and show off.

Ginny rolls her eyes. Her mother is in denial. “He and Snape are married. They got married after Voldemort’s death by Kingsley in the headmaster’s office.”

“If Harry were married, I would know.” Molly thinks her daughter drank a potion that makes her tell jokes.

Remus is riding Draco, “I love how your big cock stretches me. Can’t get enough of it,” he bounces up and down, “You spoiled me for anyone else.”

Draco rolls them over. He snaps his hips hard, “There better not be anyone else.”

“Never,” Remus screams when Draco assaults his prostate, “Close.”

“How do you want to cum? On my cock alone? My hand or my mouth?”

“Your mouth.”

Draco pulls out, bends down, and takes Remus’ cock into his mouth and sucks hard. Soon, he is swallowing down Remus’ essence. He crawls over Remus, sits down on his chest, and watches Remus suck his cock, and a few moments later, he spills down Remus’ throat. He lies next to him, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Remus kisses the top of Draco’s head, “I can’t believe Lucius threatened St Mungos if they hired you.”

“I can,” Draco sighs, “I didn’t even know he was a donor.” He looks up, “Lucius will soon realise he messed with the wrong person.” He tells Remus about his plan before they make love again.

Lucius is pacing in his cell. He can’t believe he is back in Azkaban. His former son put him there. The brat told Kingsley all his secrets and told him where to find some highly illegal objects. He came under heavy scrutiny after Draco gave an interview about the spells Lucius used on him. He lost his reputation when it was revealed he disfigured his own son for loving a werewolf, and that he threatened to pull funding from St Mungos if they hired Draco. Luckily, his wife is free, and she is allowed to visit him every two weeks. He hates Draco and wishes him ill; his son should not be allowed to be happy!

Astoria is meeting with Draco, “Thank you for agreeing to see me.”

“I hope there are no hard feelings.” Draco sits down, “I did not want to marry you.”

“There was no agreement. My father only humored your father, but he was never going to let us marry.”

“Really?”

“You see, my father knew that Lucius wanted this to be a political match, and my father hates those marriages. He wants me and my sister to marry for love. We never could have loved each other as partners. I think ours would only have been a sibling love.”

“True, my heart would always have been Remus’,” he plays with the ring on his finger. He and Remus have been married for two years now. “Why tell me now?”

“Because your mother brought it up when she talked to my father. I thought it prudent to inform you myself of the truth. Since your mother made it sound like you broke a contract.”

“Narcissa is no longer my mother, my aunt Andromeda has been more of a mother to me in the past four years than my own mother ever was.” Draco huffs and tells her about all the things Narcissa tried to do, “She is lucky that she is not in a cell next to my father.”

“I am sorry to hear that.”

“So, anyone in your life?”

“I am dating Dean Thomas. Are the stories true about Ron Weasley?”

“If you mean that Hermione took out a restraining order against him since he started stalking her, or that Black broke his nose? Both are true.” He catches her up on what she missed.

“Ginny, when are you and Harry getting married? I am not getting any younger, and I want grandchildren from you.” She wants her daughter to finally settle down.

Ginny looks at her mother in disbelief, “Mum, you know Harry and Severus are married. It was in the newspaper.” She huffs, “They announced last month that they are expecting their first child. Besides, I am dating Seamus, we’ve been together two years!”

“Nonsense,” Molly hums to herself, “Harry is your soulmate. Ron also needs to apologize to Hermione. I don’t want him to be with that Brown girl anymore. Hermione and Ron will have smart babies.”

“Hermione is married to Sirius Black, and they already have two children.” Ginny is worried about her mother, “Are you alright?”

“Of course I am, dear.” Molly looks at her daughter, “Why wouldn’t I be?”

Narcissa is walking down Diagon Alley. She is keeping her head low. The population still remembers what her husband did, and to an extent, her, even if more than a decade has passed. She hears a laugh and looks up. Draco is standing in front of a store and is holding a child in his arms, and another is tugging on his leg. She is frozen on the spot and dares not to move closer. She wasn’t aware that Draco had children, and there is no doubt in her mind that they are his. She swallows hard when she sees the wolf join him, carrying a baby in his arms, and kiss Draco on the scar on his cheek. She sees Draco look her way and then look away again, not acknowledging her, and it hurts.

Draco is talking to Molly Weasley, “Lucius died two days ago. Narcissa invited me to his funeral.”

“You should go, he is your father after all,” Molly hums, “Aren’t Ginny and Harry a beautiful couple?”

Draco looks at Molly, “They are friends. Harry is married to Severus, and Ginny is married to Seamus. You are holding your second grandchild.”

“Don’t be silly. Ginny is meant for Harry. She would never marry someone else.” Molly is rocking the child, “You have Harry’s hair.”

“His hair is red,” Draco and several other healers have been trying to find out what is wrong with Molly, but so far they haven’t been able to figure it out.

Draco slowly wakes up, he stretches, and feels someone behind him. He looks around and recognizes the room; he is at Grimmauld Place. His head is pounding, he takes the sober-up potion from the nightstand, and he feels better. He turns around and locks eyes with his bed partner, “Did we have sex?”

“Yes.”

Draco kisses his husband, “Reminds me of the first time we woke up in bed together.”

“That was almost seventy years ago,” Remus pushes their groin together, “Unlike then, we can’t have sex marathons anymore.”

“Pity,” both moan when they fall over the edge. Draco hums, “We should get up.” They volunteered to look after all the grandchildren, “Before they find us again and complain about us still having sex in our old age.”

“We are not that old,” Remus kisses his husband, “But you are right.” He starts to kiss his husband's scars, they never faded nor did his traitor mark, but Draco got a wolf tattoo to cover it. Narcissa eventually did try to reconcile, and Draco told her no and slammed the door shut in her face.

“I can’t go again,” Draco pushes him off, “We really have to get up.” Deciding to be his own man was the best choice he ever made.

Chapter Text

Severus ignored the pain he was in. He wouldn’t give Potter the satisfaction of hearing his screams.

“After everything you put me through in school, the bullying, being a jerk to me, did you really think I would let it go?” Harry walked around Snape, “I will make you suffer for threatening me like dirt.” He spat at Snape, “You are dirt.”

Severus didn’t know how long he had been here. Potter had been tortured for at least three days. He remained silent the whole time. He should have known that Potter never would have accepted his apology and only did because he was in company.

Harry smirked evilly. He attached small clamps to Snape’s body. He took a step back and waved his wand.

Severus screamed, his skin ripped from his body.

Harry laughed, “Not so tough now.” He watched the blood drip to the floor and left after he got bored.

Harry ripped the hair from Snape’s skull, “You are the reason my parents are dead. Why I grew up without their love.”

Severus said nothing.

Harry continued with the torture, “You should be dead, but death is too good for you. I am your judge, jury, and executioner. You will suffer for all the pain you caused, you filth Death Eater.”
Harry flogged Snape, laughing as the flesh flew around the room.

Harry was mad, “SPEAK!”

Severus mustered all the defiance he could gather and looked into Harry’s eyes and said nothing.

“Fine!” Harry, enraged, ripped the tongue out of Snape’s mouth. “You disgust me.”

Severus had a reprieve; Harry hasn’t been by in a day. He’s been healing, and it is agony. He would die in this room. Die when Harry allowed it. He deserved this. He was not a good man. He killed many people, hurt even more. If Harry were to be his jailer, he would be allowed to. He did hurt the boy the most. He was cruel and abusive towards the boy, only because he could and took his anger at James out on Harry. He would accept what other punishment Harry would dish out. He deserved it.

Harry is removing Snape’s intestines, “Disgusting, just like you.” He wrapped them around Snape’s neck and hung him up. He watched as Snape fell to the ground with a loud crack, and blood was spilling out of Snape’s skull.

Severus grunted and everything went black.

Severus woke up. He tensed. He was in bed and looked around.

A healer entered, “I am healer Gable. You are at St Mungos. Your body suffered much trauma, and you’ve been in a healing coma for the past three months.” He ran a scan, “Your lungs still need healing, and your vocal cords are still mending. You won’t be able to speak for another month at least.” He handed Severus a paper and pen, “Write down any questions you have.”

What happened?

“I am afraid that is a question for the Minister to answer. I will alert him that you are awake.” The healer makes a note, “Get some more rest.”

Severus panicked when he saw Potter following behind the Minister. He tried to escape, fearful of what Potter might do next.

Harry stopped. He saw the look of fear in Severus’ eyes, and it broke his heart. He held up his hands in surrender, “I am not going to hurt you.”

Minister Shaklebolt sat down. “Severus, it was not Harry who kept you prisoner and tortured you. It was Molly, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione. They used polyjuice potion and pretended to be Harry.”

“Draco came to me and asked me if I knew where you went after our meeting.” Harry took a step closer, “When I told him we never had a meeting, he told me that you’d been missing for a month. It was Neville who told me he saw us together at Hogwarts, but I was at Grimmauld Place. Kreacher figured it all out.”

“They are mad that you are being hailed as a hero,” Kingsley sighed, “They all hold grudges against you and wanted to make you pay.”

I deserved it.

“NO!” Harry shook his head, “You didn’t deserve what they did to you. I forgave you. I never wanted this to happen.” He wiped away some tears, “They pretended to be me because they knew it would hurt you the most.”

“They are all in Azkaban for life; they were caught in the act.” Kingsley got up, “I’ll wait outside.”

Severus looked at Harry, still scared that this was all part of another punishment.

“It’s not a trick,” Harry said, “May I touch you?”

Severus shook his head and saw a hurt flash in Harry’s eyes.

“I understand,” Harry hung his head, “There is another reason why they chose to be me.” He looked up, “I told them that I had a crush on you and was going to ask you if you would want to be in a relationship with me.” He took a deep breath, “But now you are scared of me. You will look at me and be reminded of what they did to you by wearing my face.”

Severus nodded.

“Draco will be by later,” Harry got up, “Can we talk once you have recovered?”

Maybe.

Severus sat down, his limp making walking painful, “Mr. Potter.”

“Please, call me Harry.” He looked at the man he hadn’t seen in six months, “How are you?”

“Better,” he replied in a raspy voice, “Why did you want to meet?”

“Because I wanted to apologize again for what they did.” He hugged himself, “Call it stupid Gryffindor optimism, but I still want to try and be with you.”

“I can’t. Now, right now. When I look at you, I am reminded of everything. I know now it was not you, but my memories tell me otherwise.”

“Why not get obliviated?”

“Because then I would be asking why I have more scars, why on some basic level I fear you. Why do I have a limp?”

“Do you think there will ever be a time when we can give it a try? I am willing to wait for you.”

“I do not know, and you should not wait on someone who might never be available to you.” Severus looked at the young man, “You should go out into the world and have some fun.”

“Do you want to be with me?”

“Before this. Yes. But now I don’t know if I can.” Severus lit up a cigarette, “I have been talking to a mind healer to deal with everything. It is a slow process.”

“I am glad you are getting better.”

“You know, you are letting them win,” Draco looked at his godfather, “This is what they want. Punish you and Harry. They want Harry to be miserable and unhappy.”

“Just because he wouldn’t date Ginny?” Severus rubbed his knee, the change in weather making it hurt.

“Yes. They wanted his money.” Draco showed him a transcript of the trial, “They had everything planned out.”

“Despicable,” Severus read everything, “I am glad they are rotting in Azkaban.” He handed it back, “And Harry is happy. Isn’t he dating Krum?”

“Krum is married to Cho Chang; he and Harry are best buddies.” Draco handed him a salve, “Harry has been on many dates, but it never goes past dinner. He told me it feels wrong.” He looked at his godfather, “He is still waiting for you.”

“I told him not to,” Severus rubbed the salve on his knee, “I do not know if I can give him what he wants.”

“He just wants to be with you in any way you allow it.” Draco got up and left his godfather pondering.

“I am glad we did this,” Harry slowly held out his hand and waited for Severus to take it.

“Me too,” Severus took his hand, they had dinner in Diagon Alley, “I might never be able to give you more than this. A kiss if I have a good day, but I will never be able to make love to you.”

“That is no problem. I can take care of myself, and there are toys I can use.” Harry squeezed his hand, “Sex is not important to me. Spending time with you, getting to know you, is.”

“If you are sure.” Severus stopped when his pain in his leg became too much.

Harry stopped and put an arm around Severus, “Alright?”

Severus tensed. He closed his eyes and counted to ten. He took a breath, smelled Harry’s unique scent, and opened his eyes again, “I need to sit down. Aparate us to my home.”

Harry did, and they landed in the living room. Harry guided Severus to the couch. “Do you want me to leave?”

“No.”

Draco sat down next to Harry, “I went to Azkaban to inform the quartet that you and Severus are married now. I can show you the memories later. It was funny.”

Harry snorted, “I bet it was.” He and Severus had been together for seven years. They never did more than kiss, but that is all right with Harry. They do love each other, and that is what matters.

Severus is screaming in pain. Was it all a dream his mind made up to soothe him? He blinks his eyes open and sees two Harrys. One smiling, one worried. He doesn’t know what is real anymore and lets blackness claim him.

Chapter Text

Remus takes out his wand, “Who is there? I may not be able to see you, but I can smell you.”

“Draco Malfoy,” Draco takes a step closer, “I am here to help you.”

“Help?” Remus doesn’t lower his wand. “Why would you want to help me?”

“Because it was my cousin who blinded you.” Draco sighs, “I have been helping people who are injured by my family since the war ended. Some were easier to help than others. I have developed a potion that might give you your eyesight back.”

“Harry has been telling me, but I didn’t believe him.” Remus lowers his wand, “I am your guinea pig then?”

“Yes. You are the only person alive hit by that spell.” Draco takes a step closer, “I’ve been working on this potion for the past eight years.”

“Alright, let’s have it. Can’t make it worse.” Remus drinks it, and nothing happens. “Well, I feel nothing. I still can’t see.”

“Can you tell me what happened the day Tonks cursed you?” Draco sits down, “My research suggested it should have worked.”

“Tonks was mad that I broke up with her. She wanted us to get married and have a family. I didn’t want to settle down. She accused me of using her, but I told her that going in it was just sex.” Remus sighs, “Later that day, she saw Charlie Weasley throw himself at me and cursed me ten minutes later. She told me she hated me and that I was blind to her feelings.”

“Can I see the memory?”

“Sure.” Remus hands it to him, “I heard about your parents. I am sorry.”

“Thank you,” his parents were killed seven years ago when someone killed them for revenge. Draco takes the memory, “I will be back. I am not giving up.”

“What is wrong?” Remus hands Draco a cup of tea, “I can smell your distress, fear, and pain.”

“My ex,” Draco bursts out crying, “He raped me…again.”

Remus takes Draco into his arms, “Did you report him?”

“Yes. Harry arrested him,” Draco hiccups. “I broke up with him last year. He had this hold over me, and after years of taking his abuse, I finally got up the courage to leave him. He tracked me down and broke into my flat.” Draco keeps crying, “He wanted to kill me. Said if he couldn’t have me, no one could.”

“Why did you stay with him for so long?”

“Because I thought he loved me. Father used to hit me, too. I was used to it.” Draco huffs, “I associated hitting with love. I thought that was how everyone behaved behind closed doors. It was Molly Weasley who helped me realise the truth. She took me into the muggle to a support group. At first I just listened, and then I realised that I was in an abusive relationship.” He shudders, “It was easy opening up to strangers. They didn’t know who I really was, and they gave me their honest opinions. I was scared to leave him; that is when Molly brought Harry in. Harry told me that what my ex was doing was against the law.” He plays with his shirt, “Severus was right. When I first started dating him, Sev warned me. I didn’t listen and told him to stay out of my life. I broke contact with Sev after my ex filled my head with lies.”

“Have you talked to him since?” Remus strokes Draco’s back, “Severus, I mean.”

“Harry locked us into a room to talk. We cleared the air,” Draco takes a deep breath, “Sorry. I am not here to burden you with my baggage.”

“It’s okay. I am glad to lend an ear,” Remus hands him a tissue, “Has Severus been helping you with the potion?”

“I haven’t asked him yet. I want to try on my own first.” Draco hands him a new vial, “I tried something different.”

Remus takes it, and nothing happens, “Nothing changed.”

“I’ll keep trying.” Draco takes it that is when he spies a coat on the sofa, “Sorry, I didn’t know you had company.”

Remus is confused, “Hm?”

“The coat on the sofa.”

“Oh, that is one of mine. I am spring cleaning, and this coat needs mending. I never bring anyone back here. You and Harry are the only ones who come to visit me. I usually go visit others.”

“Oh, okay,” Draco gets up, “I have to go. I am staying with Harry and Severus until I find a new place. I promised them I would be there for dinner.”

“Are you seeing anyone?” Draco hands Remus the potion. He’s been coming to visit Remus for two months now.

“I can’t see,” he smirks, “No. I am not dating. I never dated. I only ever had short flings. Never saw the point in dating and relationships.” He drinks it and nothing changes.

Draco sighs, “I will need to ask Severus for help. I know I am close.” He pockets the empty vial, “The trial is tomorrow. I am scared that he will go free.”

“You never told me who you were dating.”

“Neville Longbottom,” Draco hugs himself, “He is not who he pretended to be with everyone else.” He looks at Remus, “You are not surprised.”

“No. I could tell something was off with him. Sometimes he pretended too hard to be nice. I always thought him being scared of Snape was an act. Did you never tell your parents?”

“No. Purebloods don’t speak about what happens at home. That’s why many abuse their spouses and are never caught. They never knew Neville was hitting and raping me.” Draco lets out a shuddering breath, “I am scared to live alone. He violated me in more ways than one. Harry told me I can stay with them as long as I need.” He gets up, “I will be back in two weeks. I need to buy new ingredients first.”

Remus squeezes his shoulder, “Take your time. I am not going anywhere.” He wishes there was something he could do for Draco.

“I know why the potion keeps failing,” Severus shows Draco what he found.

“Oh,” Draco rubs his chin, “That complicates things.”

“Best not to tell the wolf this just yet,” Severus says, “You need to deal with the attack on you. You are working yourself into the ground. I am sure Remus would tell you the same if he saw how ragged you are. Besides, there is nothing you can do at the moment.”

“I know,” Draco says, “Maybe I should take that vacation everyone wants me to take.

“You should.”

Remus is listening to the radio. He hasn’t seen Draco in three months, and he misses Draco’s visits. Draco has told him that he needed a vacation and to deal with everything that happened. It was Harry who told him that Neville was sentenced to live in Azkaban. He could smell on both of them that there was something they were not telling him. He hopes that Draco is back soon; he never realised how lonely he was until now.

Draco hands Remus the potion, “Drink it.”

Remus does, and suddenly he has to close his eyes. They are burning, but he feels no pain. He can feel tears streaming down his face, “Something is happening.” When he opens his eyes again, he is looking at Draco, “You are wearing glasses.”

“It worked?” Draco is elated, “Thank Merlin it did.”

Remus hugs Draco, “Thank you!”

“You’re welcome.” Draco is happy for Remus, “Now you can enjoy the sunset again.” He watches as Remus walks outside and takes everything in, “I am going to tell Harry it worked.”

“You’re not staying?” Remus feels like discovering things for the first time again.

“Sorry, I am having dinner with Molly Weasley.” Draco looks at him one last time and leaves.

“Do you know why the potion worked?” Severus looks at Remus, “It was the same one he gave you the first time, but something was different.”

“No, he never said.” It’s been five weeks, and he hasn’t seen Draco since. Remus wonders if he did something to offend him.

“Tonks cursed you with hate. The potion was made with love. That is what was missing.”

“What are you saying?”

“Don’t be dense.”

“Spill it out for me.”

“Draco is in love with you. That is why the potion worked now.”

“Oh,” Remus sighs, “Is that why he hasn’t been back?”

“Yes. You told him that you only do flings and no relationships. Draco doesn’t want to be used again. He’s been through that already. He is staying away to protect himself.” Severus looks at Remus, “If you want a relationship with him, you will have to make the first move.”

“Is he even ready?” Remus looks into the distance, “I miss him. I have gotten used to him visiting me every week. I like our talks, and he never made me feel weak for being blind. He didn’t pity me or try to do things for me. It was refreshing.”

“Draco is still healing. What he needs now is someone to show him that things can be different. Show him softness and love, not fists and anger.” Severus sighs, “I fear that Draco will fall into the hands of another abuser, trying to get over his feelings for you. He thinks there is no hope, so he won’t even try.”

“How are you so sure I have feelings for him?” Remus sees Severus raise an eyebrow, “Fine, I have feelings for him. I never had those feelings before. Lust I felt before, but it’s love that has escaped me so far.”

“Do not approach him if you are not serious about this. Being with Draco won’t be easy; he will struggle at times to trust you.” Severus decides to tell him a bit more, “Draco has scars on his body. Scars that are a reminder of what he went through, and they won’t ever go away. He thinks himself broken and ugly.”

“Did Neville give him those?” Remus wants to kill the man.

“Yes. He didn’t touch Draco’s face because that would have been easy to see. Some scars are from Lucius, others from the war. But most are from him.”

“I have my own scars, and I am not that shallow. Looks are not that important to me.” Remus looks at the ground, “Where is he?”

“Still staying with us.” Severus gets up, “Come to dinner.”

“How are you and Remus?” Molly hands Draco some tea.

“We’re good. Still taking it slow,” he blows some air on his hot tea, “I am scared that Remus will get tired of waiting for me to be comfortable to have sex with him. We’ve been together eight months, and everything we are close, I freeze up.”

“I am sure he understands.” Molly hands him a biscuit, “And Remus loves you. He will wait for you. If he doesn’t, then he isn’t the man I thought he was.”

“How are Ginny and Hermione?”

“They are well. They have opened another store in the Muggle world.” Molly shows him some pictures, “They are looking into adopting a Muggle child.”

“Molly, I never asked. How did you know to take me to that group?”

Molly sighs, “Because of Hermione. As you know, she and Ron were dating after the war, and Ron, well, he was a bit like Neville. Controlling and abusive. I saw Ron hit Hermione once and throw him out. She opened up to me and told me she had been going to this group. The reason he hit her was that she broke up with him. After I learned the truth, I banned him from The Burrow. Hermione declined to file charges against him,” she sighs, “I haven’t seen Ron since.”

“Oh,” Draco looks into his cup, “I think if you hadn’t helped me, I would still be with him or dead.”

“I am glad I could help you.” Molly hugs Draco; he’s become like a son to her. “Now, how about we make a cake for Remus. I am sure he will love it.”

“Molly told me about Ron. I have been wondering if Ron found another girl he is abusing.” Draco sits down next to Harry. “Remus and I had sex.” He wipes away some tears, “He was so soft and tender with me. It was the first time I didn’t feel pain.”

“Ron is dead,” Harry yawns, “Sev killed him after Hermione caught him stalking her.” He looks at Draco, “He was going to kill Neville, too, but Neville disappeared before he could. I am surprised you bottomed. Thought you would top.”

“I topped for the first time. He never let me.” Draco hugs himself, “I have nightmares that he escapes and comes after me.”

“Neville is marked for death,” Severus enters and sits down, “I cast a spell on him that if he gets within a ten-mile radius of you, he dies. I cast the same spell on Ron. That’s how he died. I am sorry I didn’t act sooner.” Severus blames himself for what happened to Draco.

“It’s not your fault. It’s his fault,” Draco hugs his knees to his chest. “Remus has asked me to move in with him. I know he is not him, but a part of me is still scared.”

“Do you want to move in with him?”

“Yes, but I don’t think I am ready.”

“Whatever happened to Tonks?” Draco is lounging in their garden. He’s been living with Remus for two years now. It took him almost a year after Remus asked him to officially move in, “I never asked, and I couldn’t find anything.”

“She was arrested and, together with the evidence of her being dirty, she was sentenced to Azkaban. She tried to escape and was killed. They kept it quiet because they didn’t want it to be known that, on top of Voldemort having his lackeys in the Ministry doing his bidding, Albus basically controlled the Aurors and used them as his hit squad.” Remus sits down next to him, “We’ve been together more than four years.” He takes Draco’s hand in his, “We should get married.”

“Okay.”

“Okay.”

Chapter Text

“I can’t believe you are dating Snape!” Hermione closes her book, “He is too old for you.”

“Age is just a number.” Harry opens another book, “It’s not like there are fifty years between us. It’s only twenty.”

“I still think it is wrong.” Hermione groans, “We won’t find anything in these books.”

“Why is it wrong?” Harry reads a passage, “Is it because we are two men?”

“No, because he is older and your professor. It’s unethical.” Hermione swats his arm, “He will break your heart, and when he does, you will realise I was right.”

“He won’t break my heart.” Harry rubs his arms, “And there is no law against us dating.”

“We’ll see about that. I will find something that will end this nonsense,” she gets up, “I thought you had better taste. Do you know how weird you look together? You are the Chosen One, and he is the Dungeon Bat. You're handsome looking, and he is unattractive. Not a good match.”

“Looks aren’t everything.” Harry gets up, “Now, if you excuse me, I am going to see my attractive lover.”

“Snape is using you,” Ron looks at Harry with disgust, “He is going to deliver you to You-Know-Who. You are just too stupid to see it.”

“He won’t. Severus loves me. He won’t betray me. He is working with us.” Harry makes some notes, “And I am not stupid.”

“He is playing you!” Ron snorts, “You have to decide. Who is more important, me, your friend? Or Snape? I don’t want to be friends with someone who is with the greasy git.”

Harry gets up, “You’re a real jerk, you know that? If you were my friend, you would support me, but you are not a real friend, are you? You turned your back on me when my name was called, and I had to participate in the tournament, and then you begged me to take you back. A real friend would not make me choose.” He looks down at Ron, “I choose Severus.”

“You’re nuts! How can you choose him over me?” Ron snarls, “I almost died for you!”

“And Sev risks his life every day to protect me! He’s done more for me than you! And I never asked you to risk your life! You did it all on your own because you wanted the glory!” Harry crosses his arms over his chest, “That is why you are my friend. Because you want to share the glory, and because you think it makes you more important if you are friends with me. I don’t need a friend like you.”

“You will regret this!”

“I regret ever being friends with you.” Harry turns around and leaves. He stops and looks back at Ron, “I have real friends, and you are not one of them.”

“Are you here to tell me how wrong it is to be with Severus?” Harry throws a stone. “I have gotten enough comments from Ron and Hermione.”

“No, I am happy for you.” Luna sits down next to him, “You found your other half.”

“I have.” Harry smiles, “He makes me so happy. And the sex is amazing. He makes my body sing.”

“People won’t accept you two being together.” Luna pats his hand, “They will try to break you up.”

“Why do they care?” Harry hugs his legs, “It’s not their life.”

“Because you are the savior and they think they can dictate your life.” She smiles sadly at him, “You will have to make a hard choice.”

“What choice?”

“I cannot tell you,” she gets up, “But you have friends who support you.” Luna smiles at Snape, “Professor.”

“Miss Lovegood,” he hands her a note, “Harry could use more friends like you.”

“He will find them,” she pats his cheek, “Your aura is brighter.” She pulls her hand back and leaves.

Severus sits down next to Harry and pulls him into his arms.

“I can’t believe you! We are meant to be!” Ginny is crying, “I love you, and we were supposed to marry!”

“According to whom?” Harry is fed up, “I don’t love you, and we are not meant to be. How can you love me when you barely know me?” Ron and Hermione have been avoiding him, which is just fine with him.

“I do know you!” Ginny wipes away her tears, “Your favorite color is red. Your favorite animal is an owl. You love pumpkin juice, and your favorite dessert is cherry pie.”

Harry laughs, “Wrong. My favorite color is black, and my favorite animal is a jaguar. What you read in the books is fiction. I prefer mango juice, and treacle tart is my favorite dessert.”

“But I can get to know you!” Ginny advances on him, “I see the way you look at me! You want me!” She tries to kiss him, but he sidesteps her.

“Fuck no.” Harry shakes his head, “This is all in your head. You are making things up. I know the only reason you want me is for my money.” He takes a step back, “I know you have been sleeping with Dean.”

“Lies. Snape wants your money!” Ginny snarls, “He’s a poor bastard who is using you to climb up the ladder. And I am still a virgin.”

“That is where you are wrong,” Harry shows Ginny a bracelet, “Severus is just as rich as I am, and he is a well-respected potions master.” He shoots her a scathing look, “Now leave me alone.”

“NO! You are mine! We are soulmates and in love! He did something to you!” Ginny casts a spell on Harry. She bats her eyelashes, “You want me. You want to kiss me. You want to fuck me. You love me just as much as I love you.”

“I thought you loved me?” Dean has overheard everything, “You told me we were forever. Are you just using me?”

Ginny opens and closes her mouth.

Harry quickly retreats.

“My boy, I must urge you to end this affiliation you have with Severus. It is putting both of you in danger.” Albus’ eyes twinkle, “You need to focus on winning the war, and Severus needs to focus on spying. You can’t be distracted by feelings.”

“You cannot tell me who I am seeing or not,” Harry sighs, “Severus and I are working together to end this war. I also know that Severus told you that Voldemort is aware that Sev and I are involved. Voldemort believes Sev to be using me and is encouraging it.”

“It is a fine line you are walking, and I would rather not see Voldemort win,” Albus tries to get into Harry’s head, but finds a brick wall. “You must do what is best for the war. Do not be selfish.”

“Selfish? Am I being selfish for being happy at this time? Are you also reprimanding Ron for dating Lavender?”

“That is different. Ron is not the Savior, nor is he being targeted by Voldemort.”

“Everyone who is on your side is targeted by Voldemort.” Harry gets up, “With all due respect, headmaster, but my love life is none of your business.”

Severus opens his arms, and Harry steps into them, “I take it Albus told you to break up with me?”

“Yes.”

“He had the same talk with me. I told him that being together will end this war sooner rather than later.” Severus sits down and pulls Harry into his lap, “Granger is still looking into ways to get me fired.”

“You know, she stole from you in our second year.” Harry tells him what occurred, “You can still file charges against her.”

Severus kisses him, “I love you.”

Sirius is mad, “End this thing with Severus! Your parents would be furious if they knew you were involved with that scum!” He was counting on Harry’s friends and Albus to talk sense into him, but nothing worked.

“It is my life, and I chose Severus!” Harry is fed up, “What gives you the right to tell me who to date or not? And if my parents couldn’t and wouldn’t accept my choice of a partner, then that is their problem. If they would rather stew in their hatred than support me and accept my partner, then they really are petty.”

“I am your godfather, and you are going to do as I tell you!” Sirius grabs Harry by his shoulders, “Severus is using you to get back at your father! There is no way in hell Snivellus loves you. He is using you! Hell, I am sure he is shagging his master on the side.”

“You are just a man who preferred to stay innocently in jail than get a fair trial to go free. If you cared so much about me, you could have been raising me. But you cared more about revenge and yourself than me. And now you are back, and you think you can order me around?” Harry’s eyes flash with anger, “Newsflash, Sirius, I don’t need you to play father to me now. I am old enough to make my own choices. And you don’t know Severus at all if you think he is with me to get back at James. And Voldemort is shagging Bella.”

“Eww.” Sirius keeps his hold on Harry, “I am sorry that I was not there for you, but I am now. And I am telling you, being with Snape is a mistake. You will regret being with that scum. You have to think about your future. No one will accept him as your partner. A Potter needs to be with someone better. Not someone below their station.”

“Why do people care so much about station? I don’t care if Severus is rich or poor. Hell, he could be blind and have no legs, and I would still love him. I am not like you, who cares about status and how others see him.” Harry pushes Sirius away, “And Severus has never lied to me, unlike you.” He turns around, “I am going back to Hogwarts, and I am going back to Severus’ quarters, and we’re going to fuck like rabbits.”

“If you walk out of this door, you are no longer welcome!” Sirius snorts, “Disgusting git has corrupted you. You are not my godson anymore. You’re as bad as he is.”

“Fuck you,” Harry gets up and leaves, “I don’t need people like you in my life.”

Severus is running his fingertip over Harry’s naked back, “I am sorry that everyone is turning their back on you because you are with me.”

“It’s not your fault,” Harry lets out a contented sigh, “I love you, and it shouldn’t matter to them who I am with.”

“I love you too. I am too selfish to let you go now that I have you.” Severus kisses Harry’s shoulderblade, “Miss Granger has tried to slip me a love potion.”

“Is that why Goyle was snogging her?” Harry wiggles closer to Severus, “Ron was furious. He is in love with Hermione but is dating Lavender.”

“Yes,” Severus smirks, “Filius traced it back to her. Nothing they can do. Now, everyone believes Granger wants Goyle. Add that to the fact that she was arrested for theft and has a record, and she has lost all respect.”

Harry laughs, “Serves her right,” he starts to stroke Severus’ cock, “Sirius has disowned me. I am no longer his heir.” He got the letter at dinner, not that he cares.

Severus moans when Harry strokes him, “Did he go to Gringotts?”

Harry scoots down, “No. He is still a fugitive,” he lowers his mouth and takes Severus’ cock into his mouth. He bobs his head up and down. He feels Severus swell in his mouth, and soon he drinks him down. “He has no idea that I am already Lord Black.”

Severus kisses him, chasing his own seed with his tongue. He takes Harry’s cock in his hand and strokes him to completion, “You should close Grimmauld Place down. Send them a message.”

“Not yet,” Harry wraps his arms around his lover, “I am going to wait and see what they do next.”

Harry Potter: Sleeping with the person who killed his parents.

Voldemort reads the article, “I can’t believe this was allowed to be printed.” He looks at Draco, “How is Potter?”

“Losing friends and support. They do not approve of his relationship with Professor Snape.”

“Have you reached out to him?”

“Yes. He is cautious about my intentions but glad to have someone who supports him.” Draco looks at his Lord, “He might change sides.”

“That would be a blow to the light side,” Voldemort gets up, “Do you think he will react to the article?”

“Maybe.” Draco hands him a piece of paper, “I have more information.”

“Mr. Potter, if you were less busy focusing on your relationship and more on the war, it could have been over already.”

Harry looks at the Minister, “I am focusing on the war. Are you?”

Scrimgeour frowns, “What have you been doing then? And we are fighting the Death Eaters!”

“I cannot say, but it is key to bring him down,” Harry snorts, “You are more like sitting ducks who get lucky when they survive. You are outmatched.”

“I must agree with the others, your relationship with your professor must end. You must focus on the war.”

“I am!” Harry is mad, “Merlin forbid I am happy while I fight this war.” He leaves the Ministry in a huff. He goes to the Leaky Cauldron and orders a butterbeer.

“How can you be with someone who killed your parents?” A man sits down next to him, “It’s wrong!”

“Yeah, he is a Death Eater and killed many people.” A woman snorts, “He must be hung for you to be with him.”

“Bastard probably uses spells and potions on the boy. No one in their right mind would be with that scum,” Sirius looks at his former godson, “Abandoning your friends and family to be with that bastard is disgusting.”

“Not becoming of a savior,” a man spits at Harry’s feet, “Deplorable. Ya ain’t my savior. Should be killed for sleeping with a Death Eater.”

Soon, everyone in the Leaky Cauldron makes their displeasure known. Harry is boiling, “SHUT UP! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO TELL ME WHO TO BE WITH! YOU DARE TO TELL ME TO FORSAKE HAPPINESS BECAUSE YOU DON’T LIKE THE PERSON I AM WITH. YOU EXPECT ME TO FIGHT A WAR FOR YOU, YET YOU CRITICIZE MY CHOICES. YOU WANT ME TO SAVE YOU, BUT BE UNHAPPY WHILE I DO IT? HAS IT EVER OCCURRED TO YOU THAT SEVERUS SNAPE IS THE REASON I AM FIGHTING THIS WAR?”

“Maybe if you were fucking less, the war would have been won already.” A woman slaps him, “My husband died because you were too busy being a Death Eater’s whore!”

“Slut. Bet he gets on his knees to pass his classes.”

“Probably is a secret Death Eater and is their bitch.”

“Bet he warms You-Know-Who’s bed.”

Harry gets up and leaves. His mind is reeling as he enters Severus’ quarters. He tells his lover what happened, “I am so sick and tired of everyone sticking their nose into my business.”

Severus pulls Harry into his arms, “What do you want to do?” He has been waiting for Harry to reach his limit.

Harry closes his eyes and inhales Severus’ comforting scent, “Leave.” He looks into his lover's eyes, “I want to leave. They can fight their own damn war. Let’s see what they do when I am not here to save them.”

Severus looks deep into Harry’s eyes, “Are you sure?”

“Yes. The Horcrux in me is gone. We have been trying to find the others for months and are no closer.” Harry takes Severus’ arm and hisses in parseltongue, removing the mark, “I am not going to fight for people who think they can dictate my life and admonish me for loving you.”

“People will die. Are you okay with that?” Severus looks at his bare arm; he can’t believe it is gone.

“Yes,” Harry lets out a bitter laugh, “They expect me to fight him, while they sit around and do nothing. They want me to sacrifice myself for them while they tell me how disappointed they are in me.”

“Voldemort will hunt us down.”

“He won’t.”

“How are you so sure?”

“Because I am going to give Draco a letter for him. After he has read it, he will leave us alone.”

“Might I read that letter?”

“Sure. I have to write it first, though.” Harry sits down and starts to write it.

Severus is reading the letter, “This will do it.”

“I’ve had this idea for a while now.” Harry walks over to his lover, “I could join his side, but that would just be proving some people right.”

“Even if we tell them we are soulmates, they won’t believe us.” Severus kisses Harry’s temple, “We should leave in the morning. We are both free, and it won’t be unusual for us to miss lunch. By the time they realise we are gone, we’ll be a long way from here.”

“We need to make sure we can’t be found. I don’t want to be dragged back here.”

“I will take care of that,” Severus kisses Harry softly, “We’re taking Dobby and Kreacher with us. Dobby loves you, and Kreacher is slowly warming up to you. They can use their magic to hide us. And we cannot forget Hedwig.”

“Marry me.” Harry cups Severus’ face, “Marry me.”

“Yes.”

“Sirius Black, you are under arrest,” Scrimgeour looks at Kingsley, Moody, and Tonks, “Arrest them too. You’re all fired.” He nods at Mme Bones, “Confiscate everything inside.”

“What is going on?” Tonks looks around, “What happened?”

“Lord Black booted you out and gave us permission to seize the house,” Scrimgeour smirks, “You pissed off Harry Potter.”

“I am Lord Black!” Sirius struggles, “Unhand me!”

“Mr. Potter is Lord Black. He claimed his titles last year.” Mme Bones cuffs the people who suddenly appear next to her, “You are all under arrest.”

Albus tries to get out of the cuffs, but someone stuns him.

Voldemort is reading Harry’s letter. He puts it down, “Harry and Severus have left.” He laughs, “The wizarding world drove their savior away.”

“How do we know he won’t be back?” Bellatrix reads the letter, “This could be a ploy.”

“It isn’t.” Voldemort smirks, “The letter is also an unbreakable vow. He won’t be coming after me. They have washed their hands of Britain.”

Lucius enters, “My Lord, Albus Dumbledore and his order have been arrested.” Lucius explains what happened: “Sirius Black is cursing Potter for throwing him out of his own home.”

Bellatrix hands him the letter, “Read this”

Lucius does, “Is this true?”

“Yes.” Voldemort starts to pace, “We will take over the Ministry first. Albus will expect us to go after Hogwarts first.” He turns to Lucius, “What are the chances that the charges will stick?”

“Half of them will go free.” Lucius sits down, “They have been arrested for squatting in Grimmauld Place. I do know some evidence has been found that will put some away.”

“Good.”

A jaguar patronus is walking into the Ministry, Harry’s voice booms around the atrium.

“My name is Harry Potter. People of Britain, I have left this country. If you want to know why, just look in the mirror. You hounded me with letters voicing your disapproval of my choice of lover. You send me howlers belittling my partner and me. You walked up to me and told me you are disgusted by me, telling me you are disappointed in me. Some even went as far as to order me to break up with my lover. You called me a whore, a Death Eater’s slut, a freak. No more! I will not fight for selfish people who would rather sit on their asses and let a kid fight a war for them. I will not put my life on the line for people who turned their backs on the abuse I suffered at the hands of my relatives. I will not fight for people who have stolen from me and expect me to forgive them. I will not turn into a murderer for people who used a potion on me to keep me in line. I will not face Voldemort and kill him for a population that thinks it is okay to burden a child with saving them and then do nothing to support that child. You all disgust me.

You made your bed, now you have to lie on it. Don’t expect me to save you.”

People are starting to point fingers at each other and accuse each other. Fights break out, and the Minister calls for attention. “We do not need Mr. Potter to win this war! We can beat them on our own. We do not need a teenager who chose to forsake us for a Death Eater to beat You-Know-Who.”

“Albus is dead,” Severus hands Harry a letter, “The curse took his life.”

“Draco didn’t kill him?” Harry reads the letter and laughs, “Albus died when he was on the toilet?”

“Yes,” Severus lies down next to Harry, “Draco has been given another task.” Severus starts to kiss down Harry’s body, “His task is to kill Minerva.”

Harry moans, “Is she the new headmistress?”

“Yes,” Severus takes Harry’s cock into his mouth, “She is like a female version of Albus,” he sucks Harry’s cock before he sinks down on it, “Fuck, you feel so good.” He rides Harry hard and fast, “Fill me up, love.”

Harry fucks up into his lover and spurts inside his husband, “Did he say anything about my message?”

“Everyone is blaming each other. Scrimgeour is giving speeches about how they don’t need you. Won’t be long before he is dead.” Severus kisses his partner, “If you ever change your mind, we can go back.”

“No.” Harry runs a hand up and down Severus’ back, “I never want to go back.”

“My Lord, the Ministry is yours,” Lucius holds the door open, “Welcome to the former Minister’s office.” The Minister had no idea that with his little speeches, he turned many people against him, and those were more than willing to help take him down.

“Lucius, you have been faithful and true. I appoint you as the new Minister.” He hands him a stack of papers, “Those laws I want passed.”

“You honor me, my Lord, “ Lucius bows, “I will see it done.”

“Lucius is the new Minister,” Harry enters the potions room and starts to help his lover, “People now believe my leaving is a ploy and that I will be back.”

Severus snorts, “They should make up their minds. I heard that some believe that you are in hiding with Albus and that I was killed to save you.”

“I wasn’t aware I was having sex with a corpse this morning,” Harry stirs the potion. “Why are you making a love potion?”

“Revenge.”

“My Lord, I completed the task.” Draco bows, “The school is yours.” He took great pleasure in killing McGonagall. He waited until she transformed into a cat, stunned her, then he apparated into the Muggle world and threw her in front of a truck.

“Well done, Draco.” Voldemort walks into Hogwarts, “You may ask a boon from me.”

“I want Remus Lupin to be released.” Draco blushes, “He has been my source of information about the Order and was unfortunately caught with them.”

Voldemort raises an eyebrow, “Do you love him?”

“Yes. It is mutual.” Draco stops, “Remus has found out that Black tried to use him to have Severus killed in the fifth year. He also found out that Black believed Remus to be a traitor because he was a werewolf and could not be trusted. In his drunken ramblings, Black revealed the truth, and Remus was pissed.”

“I will see it done.” Voldemort raises an eyebrow when he sees Ginny Weasley chasing Argus Filch and proclaiming her love for him.

“Granger is dead,” Severus walks into the kitchen, “They made an example out of her at Hogwarts.”

“I read it,” Harry points to the paper, “They want me back. They say it is my duty to save them.”

“Poppycock,” Severus sits down, “Draco told me there is a lot of fighting between those who support you and those who don’t. The Death Eaters are sitting back while both sides take each other out.”

“I am glad everybody knows now that Hermione cheated and used compulsions on me.” Harry straddles Severus and kisses him, “I hear that some are leaving Britain.”

“They are,” Severus nips on Harry’s ear, “Bend over the table.”

“My Lord, the ICW has declared Britain to be cut off from the rest of the wizarding world.” Lucius hands him the notice, “They don’t want you to take over the world.”

“I have no wish to rule the world,” Tom smirks, “Keep this information to yourself. I want to see what happens.”

Harry is feeding his four-month-old daughter, “You look more and more like your father every day.”

“But she has your hair,” Severus joins them, “Ginny and Ron were killed by a vigilante group. They blamed them for you leaving.”

“I am surprised they survived this long.” Harry hums, “Any news from Draco?”

“The dementors were let loose on the Azkaban prisoners. Everyone is dead.”

“Hm,” Harry hands the bottle to Severus, “Is it true that those who try to leave Britain lose their magic?”

“No, they get electrocuted. Many suffered heart attacks and died.” Severus looks fondly at his daughter, “She is beautiful.”

The woman who slapped Harry all those years ago is being tortured by Bellatrix, “It was Mad Eye Moody who killed your husband. Harry had nothing to do with it; he wasn’t even born then.” She cuts the woman’s arm off, “But I bet it was easier to blame a child than the former Chief Warlock, beacon of the light Albus Dumbledore.” She cackles, “Thanks to you, we won this war.”

“He’s a traitor! He is no better than you! He let his friends die!”

“They were not his friends. They were paid to be his friends.” Bellatrix cuts off her other arm, “And who are you to judge who he should be with? No wonder he left.”

“He’s a whore!”

Bellatrix rips out her tongue, “Here is a little secret. Severus and Harry are soulmates.”

Her eyes widen, and she shakes her head in denial.

“You do not believe me, but it is true.” Bellatrix smirks, “The goblins confirmed it.”

The woman passes out.

“Lies! Harry and Snape are not soulmates!” Molly throws the newspaper to the floor, “Just made up by those evil snakes.”

Charlie picks up the paper and reads the article, “It must be true.” Charlie lost an eye when he was attacked by a vigilante. The Minister is doing nothing against the group that is taking out everyone who blames Harry for the current state.

“Never. Harry and my dear Ginny were soulmates. Snape corrupted the poor boy and is raping him.” Molly sits down crying, “We need Harry to win this war. Albus said so.”

“Why?” Charlie wants to know why they need Harry.

“Because of the prophecy.” Molly hiccups, “Harry is destined to kill him.”

Harry Potter shunning his destiny. Prefers to be a whore than the savior

“Find whoever wrote this and kill them.” Voldemort looks at Remus, “It’s time to reveal that the prophecy is fake.”

“I will see it done, my Lord,” Remus bows and leaves.

Several hours later, Bellatrix has Rita bound, “Finally caught you.” Rita has been writing articles condemning Harry and them for years, “I could torture you, but you are not worth it. I hope printing all those lies made you happy.” She quickly kills the bug, “Your death won’t even be reported.

Harry is laughing, “Voldemort really believes the prophecy is fake?”

“Yes,” Severus is massaging Harry’s feet, “Since it was destroyed, there is no way to confirm or deny the validity of the prophecy.”

Harry moans, “Feels good.” He starts to get horny, “You were right, people don’t believe we are soulmates. They say it is something you made up to get your hands on me.”

“Rita is dead,” Severus is now massaging Harry’s calves, “The goblins confirmed it, but some people believe they have been threatened to lie.”

Harry is horny, “You need to fuck me now.”

“Gladly.”

“My Lord, Bellatrix is dead.” Draco fears the reaction, but to his surprise, there is no outburst of rage.

“I know. I killed her.” Voldemort gets up, “I found out she accidentally killed our daughter and blamed Peter for it. I could not let her get away with it.”

“I am sorry to hear that, my Lord.”

“Do you and Remus want children?”

“Yes, but we are both infertile,” Draco sits down, “We may adopt, but we are also happy just being us.”

“Children are precious. You should give one of them a home.”

“Voldemort is dead.”

Harry looks up from his work, “Really?”

“Hm,” Severus sits down in Harry’s lap, “Yes. Minister Malfoy held a press conference. Voldemort had a heart attack.”

“Did he now?” Harry nips on Severus’ throat, “Who killed him?”

“Luna did. She gave him an overdose of Muggle drugs.” Severus moans, “The children are at school. We should celebrate.”

“Bed or here?”

Severus gets up and disrobes. He lies down on the carpet in front of the fireplace and opens his legs, “What are you waiting for?” He starts to stroke his cock, “Or do I have to pleasure myself?”

“Where is Potter?” Molly lost her whole family during the sixteen-year war. Percy was the last one to die.

“What gives you the impression I know?” Lucius looks at Molly, “I haven’t seen Potter since the fight in the Department of Mysteries in 1996.”

“You know where he is! You kidnapped him and locked him away!” Molly points a finger at him, “There is no way Harry would turn his back on us.”

“Miss Weasley, I was not the one who sent Harry a jumper covered in compulsions to leave Severus and who sent him letters with the same.” He smirks, “Severus told us about your futile attempts to break them up. We know that you took polyjuice potion and pretended to be Harry, insulted Severus, and broke up with him. There is no big conspiracy. Harry and Severus simply left to live a life free of scrutiny.”

Molly sees Remus, “You must know where Harry is!”

“No,” Remus sits down, “I just know that he and Severus are married and have five children. They never revealed where they were.”

“Does Harry even know that his friends are dead?” Molly snarls at Remus, “And you! Your friends are dead, and you married their murderer!”

“I married Draco because I love him, and Draco never killed any of my friends.” Remus hands Lucius a folder, “Albus knew about the Horcruxes. He could have ended Tom decades ago.”

“Albus would never!” Molly is outraged, “I won’t let you besmirch his good name.”

Lucius calls for security to escort her out. He looks at Remus, “It’s time the public finds out the truth.”

“Albus’ name is ruined,” Harry runs his hand through Severus’ hair, “The people are furious, and more fights have broken out. Everyone thinks their neighbor is an enemy.”

“Hmm,” Severus sighs, “‘S nice.”

“How are you?”

“Tired,” Severus groans, “I am too old for this.” He rubs his pregnant belly, “This is the last one.”

“Yes,” Harry kisses him softly, “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“I got everything.” Draco looks at his husband, “Ready to leave this place?”

“Yes,” Remus takes Draco’s hand in his, and they leave the civil war in Britain behind them.

“The ICW has purged Britain.” Harry hands out cake, “Very few survived.”

“Thank you,” Draco takes it, “I heard they will repopulate magical Britain with squibs.”

“I heard they will close the magical world down.” Severus sips his coffee; he is finally allowed to drink coffee again.

“Molly Weasley is still alive.” Remus is feeding his nephew, “She is like a cockroach and won’t die. She blames you for everything.”

Harry shrugs, “I don’t care. They turned their backs on me first. I just returned the favor.”

“They still don’t believe you are soulmates,” Luna sits down next to Severus, “They believe it to be a fairytale.” She waves her hand, and everyone can see their bond, “Many who died still believe it to be a lie.”

“How do you know that?”

Luna shrugs.

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Luna sits down. “Who are you writing to?”

Harry hands the letter to his owl, “Snape.”

“Oh. How is he?” Luna hums to herself, “Nice of you to write to him.”

“Luna, he's dead.” Harry looks at his owl flying away, “It’s not like he can write me back.”

“Oh, Harry,” Luna takes his hands in hers, “He is alive. Otherwise, your owl wouldn’t be leaving. She can’t deliver letters to dead people.”

Harry feels like someone poured a bucket of cold water over him.

Severus sighs. The brat has sent him another letter. He takes it and throws it into the fireplace. But like always, the letter appears on his table, and Potter’s voice echoes around the room, reading the letter out loud. No matter how many silencing charms he cast, he is cursed to listen to Potter’s voice. The brat really thinks this pathetic ploy will make Severus leave his sanctuary and return to Britain? Potter must be a fool if he thinks Severus even believes a sparkle of dust of the nonesene Potter is sprouting.

Severus is eating dinner when a howler arrives.

“YOU’RE ALIVE! LUNA TOLD ME THAT YOU HAD TO BE ALIVE AND THAT YOU WERE GETTING MY LETTERS! I HAVE BEEN WRITING TO YOU FOR THIRTY-SEVEN YEARS, AND NOT ONCE DID YOU WRITE BACK TO ME. I POURED MY HEART OUT TO YOU. CONFESSED MY FEELINGS FOR YOU! AND YOU NEVER HAD THE DECENCY TO WRITE ME BACK TO LET ME KNOW YOU WERE ALIVE! I HAVE MISSED AND LOVED YOU THIS WHOLE TIME, YOU BASTARD! WHY DIDN’T YOU WRITE BACK TO ME? DO YOU HATE ME THAT MUCH? DID YOU EVEN READ MY LETTERS? I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!”

Severus snorts, as if he was going to believe Potter didn’t know he was alive. He is not stupid, he will not trust anyone, the brat says.

“Why didn’t he write back?” Harry is lying on Luna’s carpet. It’s been over a year since he found out Snape was alive. His heart is still broken; the man he is still in love with has been ignoring him for years.

“Because he believes it is a ploy to bring him back to Britain.” Luna hums, “He doesn’t believe you meant what you said. He thinks you are playing a cruel joke on him.”

“But I love him! All my relationships failed because I compared them to him, and I never fully gave them my heart.” Harry is crying, “Does he really think I am like my father?”

“Yes.” Luna lies down next to Harry, “Your father was a cruel bully to him, and with the life Snape had, he doesn’t trust that anything good happens to him. You heard Sirius, you know how they treated him. And I am sorry, Harry, but sometimes you are like your father. I saw you bully that poor Slytherin kid for no other reason than that he was a Slytherin. To be honest, the older you get, the more you are like your father and godfather. Haven’t you noticed that people have started avoiding you?”

“You’re lying. I am nothing like them.” Harry gets up, “I am not!”

“You are, and if Severus is still in contact with other people, he will know too. You are blind to the person you’ve become. You are not the Harry Potter I befriended in school. You are not the savior who defeated Voldemort.” Luna pats his cheek, “You have your mother’s eyes, but all the kindness she had has left you.”

Harry feels like he’s been slapped, “You’re wrong.”

“The Harry Potter I know would have helped Seamus after his shop burned down and not laughed at his misfortune and blamed him for getting punished for loving a Slytherin.” She takes a step back, “Hypocritical since you love one too.”

Harry is angry and leaves. Luna is wrong.

Severus sighs. He had hoped Potter would cease writing to him, but here is another letter after almost two years. He is forced to listen to Potter’s voice, then he goes on about his day. So someone finally called Potter out on being like his father. Good. Not that it matters, he will remain in his sanctuary.

“I am going to find him,” Harry looks into the fireplace, “I am going to find him and talk to him.”

“You shouldn’t,” Luna looks at Harry, “It’s a bad idea.”

“Why?”

“Harry, has it ever occurred to you that Severus wants to be left alone? He didn’t answer you for a reason. Are you really so selfish that you would barge into his sanctuary and disturb the peace he has built around himself?”

“But I need to see him and tell him that my feelings for him are true!” Harry looks at her, “I need to do this.”

“You are making a mistake.”

Severus knows that Potter is out there; how the brat found is, is beyond him. He ignores the knocking on his door. When Potter tries to get past his ward, anger rises in him. He takes out his wand and activates a fail save. He smirks in satisfaction when he hears a scream.

Harry is screaming; his right hand and arm are covered in burns. He is in a great deal of pain. He quickly apparates to St Mungos where he promptly passes out.

“I told you so.” Luna looks at Harry, “They had to amputate your pinky.”

“He cursed me!” Harry is crying, “He did this to me.”

“No, Harry. You did this to yourself. You tried to break into a warded place. Don’t blame Severus for protecting his home.” Luna shakes her head in disgust, “You really are like your father. No respect for others. Trying to get our own way, damn the consequences.” She gets up, “I have put up with you for long enough. But I’ve reached my patience with you.”

Harry is writing another letter. After his disastrous attempt to see Severus, he went back to writing letters. He never got a reply, but he didn’t care. After Luna called off the friendship, Harry turned into a meaner version of his father, and he made sure to blame Severus for this. He blamed Severus for everything and anything. The weather was shit; it was Severus' fault. His latest boyfriend cheated on him, Severus’ fault. He broke a teacup, Severus’ fault. He hands the letter to the owl, but this time she doesn’t fly off. She remains where she is.

Harry starts to cry, Severus is dead then.

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Lily is pacing their living room, “Why hasn’t Harry been to see us?”

“I don’t know.” James puts his book down, “He’s been dead a month. Maybe he still needs time to adjust to being dead. You know that it took Sirius almost six months.”

“Do you think he is alright?” Lily sits down next to James, “I am just worried. We didn’t know how he died, and he was so young!” They asked if they could watch over him, but were denied. She still doesn’t know why.

“I am sure he died a hero. Sirius told him he was fighting Voldemort.” James kisses his wife, “I am sure he will visit us soon.”

“Have you seen Harry?” James hands Sirius a glass, “He hasn’t been around yet, and it’s been three months. Lily is worried.”

“No,” Sirius sips his whiskey, “I haven’t seen Remus either. I know he died at the Battle of Hogwarts. George has said that many died that night.”

“Do you know where Harry is? Did he have a girlfriend? Maybe she died, and he is with her,” James smirks, “I could understand putting off seeing us to shag instead.”

“He dated Cho, but that was not a real relationship. I know that Ginny had her eye on him, but Harry saw her more like a sister. As far as I know, he was single. I have no idea where he is. No one has seen him.” Sirius sighs, “Turns out Reggie betrayed Voldi.” Sirius tells him what he learned, “Damn horcrux was so close and we never knew about it.”

“I still can’t believe he created so many.” James sighs too, “Nor that my son was one.”

“Blame Albus. He knew!” Sirius is still mad, “He knew the whole time and did nothing!”

“Who removed the one in Harry?”

“I don’t know. I think Harry didn’t fully trust me because I trusted Albus when I was alive.” Sirius lets out a hollow laugh, “Want to know what I think? I think Harry went to the snakes and got help from them. I think they are also the ones who got him away from Petunia and Vernon.”

“Hell, I don’t care if Voldemort himself got Harry away from there, I am just glad someone died.” James was furious when he learned about Harry’s childhood: “Lily is on her weekly visit to Albus.” He smirks, his wife has a temper and Albus is learning he messed with the wrong family.

“How is Reggie?”

“He’s good. He is living with our parents.” Sirius shudders, “Mother hasn’t changed a bit.” He looks at James, “How long can you stay?”

“Good to see you, Remus,” James hugs his friend, “Sirius told me you died at the battle of Hogwarts.”

“I did,” he says, “I died killing Greyback. Bastard gutted me with a knife.” Remus has been putting off coming to see them.

“Where have you been? Sirius misses you.” Lily hands him some tea, “And do you know where Harry is?”

“I’ve been learning the truth about Albus and my life. I also have been with Draco Malfoy; he was killed by Bellatrix after she discovered that he was a traitor. We’ve been going over everything that happened and how it all could have been avoided.”

“Why were you with the Malfoy brat? I heard he made Harry’s life hell.” James frowns, “And since when do Malfoys take the side of good?”

“Because I love Draco and he is my mate. And the reason he made Harry’s life hell was Lucius. The man had a strong hold over his family. He used old forgotten spells on his son and wife. The spells on Draco broke when we bonded. Narcissa killed Lucius after she found out Lucius made her miscarry when she was pregnant with their daughter.” Remus shakes his head, “Lucius was an evil man.”

“I always knew Lucius was a piece of dung,” James shakes his head, “Fucking purebloods and their old habits. So you’re shagging the Malfoy heir?”

Remus nods, “I am. The sex is awesome if you must know. I don’t know where Harry is living, but I have seen him. He went to visit Albus last week. Harry also had the truth revealed to him, and he was furious about everything he learned.”

“Maybe he needs to deal with everything first before he comes to see us,” Lily looks at Remus, “Do you know who removed the horcrux from him?”

“Yes,” Remus looks between them, “But that is not my story to tell.”

“Are you sure this is where Harry is living?” James looks at his wife, “This place looks so normal. Not fit for a Potter.”

“Yes. I overheard George Weasley talking to his uncle. Harry lives here.” She rings the doorbell. The door opens after two minutes, and she takes a step back, “Severus?”

“Yes?” He crosses his arms over his chest, “What are you doing here?” He should have known this was going to happen at some point.

James sneers, “Snivellus. Good to see that you are dead. The world is better without you in it.”

“Still a bully and child I see,” he looks back at Lily, “How can I help you?”

“I overheard someone saying Harry would be living here.” Lily wishes James would grow up.

“George was wrong, Harry would never be living with scum like him,” James snorts, “As if.”

“Sev, get rid of whoever it is and come back to bed.”

Severus turns around, “Harry, your parents are here.”

“Fuck,” Harry doesn’t bother putting on clothes. He greets his parents in his boxers, his body covered in love bites and bruises, “Hey.” He doesn’t care if they see him like this.

“Harry?” Lily looks at her son, he’s grown, and he looks like James but has her eyes, “What are you doing here?” She blushes when she sees his state of undress.

“I live here.”

“You what?” James can’t believe what he is seeing. He refuses to believe what his brain is telling him, “You look like you just had sex.”

“I live here, and I had,” Harry puts himself in front of Severus, he won’t let his father hurt his lover, “Why are you here?” He is not ready to see them. Why did they have to come here?

“We are worried about you,” Lily notices how Harry leans back against Severus and gives him a soft, happy smile. She is shocked when Severus smiles back. She doesn’t remember him ever smiling like that.

Harry looks at his mother, “I am fine. You don’t need to worry. I am where I want to be.”

“Someone better explain to me what is going on!” James hates seeing Snivellus with his arms around his son. He wants to curse him, “Get your filthy hands off my son!”

“Sev and I are soulmates. We found out in my fifth year. When we bonded, the horcrux in me was expelled.” Harry strokes Sev’s hand, “We both died after I defeated Voldemort. Sev was already dying when I faced Voldi. After I killed him, I collapsed next to Sev, and we died together. And I love Sev’s hands on me.”

“That is funny,” James starts laughing, “Soulmates! You two! Very funny.”

“It’s not a joke. It’s real,” Harry shows them the soulmark, “After all, James, you knew and wished for me to hate my soulmate and never find out.”

“Luckily for you, your wish magic was weak, and we went from hating to loving one another pretty quickly.” Severus kisses Harry’s cheek, “But because of your wish, we both died at the Battle of Hogwarts.”

“If we hadn’t bonded, Voldemort would have won. I would have died before I could have killed him. And the horcrux in my never would have been removed.” Harry looks at his father, “Lady Magic told us that we were dying for this war, which was the price to pay for your wish.”

“The reason Harry hasn’t sought you out is that he knows the truth about you. How you bullied me, assaulted me, and how you got away with everything. He also knows that Black tried to kill me and that you only saved my life to save your boyfriend.” He looks at Lily, “He knows that you stood by while your husband targeted me. He knows that you never accepted my apology.”

“Does he know you are the reason we are dead? That you overheard the prophecy?” James takes a step closer, but a barrier pushes him back, “What?”

“Protection and yes I know. But you also know it was all a setup by Albus,” Harry shows them his ring, “We got married before I had to go on the run. We’ll never have children, you robbed us of that.”

“Lady Magic told us we can adopt,” Severus strokes Harry’s wedding ring, “I still wish I could have come with you.”

“You had your role to play,” Harry looks back at his parents, “You want to know what I’ve been doing? I’ve been shagging my husband since we got here.”

“And yelling at Albus.”

“You should have come to visit us!” Lily can’t believe her son is married, “Don’t you care about us at all?”

“I was going to visit you eventually. When I was ready, I didn’t know how to feel about you, to be honest.” Harry looks at Sev, “Go back to bed, I’ll be there soon.” He kisses him quickly, “Love you.”

“Love you too.”

“I did it for your own good! My son deserves better than some Death Eater scum.” James is mad, “It’s disgusting watching you two. I can’t believe you would bed that thing!”

“You barged into our home, and it’s not disgusting. We love each other, he makes me happy,” Harry smirks, “And he has a big cock which he knows how to use.”

“You would rather be his whore than visit your parents?” James is furious, “You are not my son!”

Harry stands taller, “Careful, James. That is my husband you are talking about. He is my everything, and you are just someone who would rather see his son dead than happy. And of course, shagging him is more important than feeding your ego.” He looks at his mother, “Do you know that he is sleeping with Sirius?”

“What?” Lily looks at James, “Please tell me he is lying.”

“Of course he is.” James snarls, “Severus is rubbing off on him. Lying like his lover.” He takes her hand, “We’re leaving. He is no son of mine.”

Harry watches them leave. He closes the door and walks up the stairs. He moans when he sees Severus fucking himself on a dildo. He removes his boxes and gets on the bed, “Suck my cock.”

Severus takes Harry’s cock into his mouth and slowly blows him. He moans when he feels the dildo in his ass vibrate. He takes Harry in deeper; he can feel tears running down his cheek. He lets it slip from his mouth and takes a deep breath before he deep throats Harry again.

“You look gorgeous like this. My cock in your mouth.” Harry groans, “Do you want me to cum down that hot throat or do you want more?”

“More, please.”

Harry gets up and behind Severus, “Deep breath,” he pushes his cock in next to the dildo, “Fuck.”

“Oh Merlin,” Severus is clenching the sheets, “Hurts so good.”

Harry slowly fucks Severus, the vibrations from the dildo are quickly sending him towards the edge. He pulls out and turns Severus around. He puts a pillow under his butt and watches the dildo move in and out of his lover. He slowly pushes back inside, “I want you to cum untouched.”

“Yes,” Severus whimpers when the dildo and Harry hit his prostate, “Too much.”

“You can take it,” Harry picks up his pace, “You’re doing so good for me.”

Severus pinches his nipples and moans like a wanton whore, “Harder.”

Harry fucks him harder, “Cum for me.”

Severus spills over himself with a cry, semen landing on his chin, “Cum on my face.”

Harry pulls out, he sits on Severus’ chest and quickly strokes himself to completion, his seed landing on Severus’ face.

Severus licks his lips, then gathers some cum on his finger and holds it out for Harry to lick. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Harry cleans them up, “They will be back.”

“No doubt,” Severus kisses the top of Harry’s head, “But don’t worry too much about them.

Sirius is listening to James rant, “I am sorry. I made sure to tell Harry how evil Snivellus is and that he cannot be trusted. Seems it didn’t stick. He told me he hated Snape; it looks like he was lying.”

“It is not your fault that Harry betrayed me.” James sits down, “No, Lady Magic betrayed me! I made that wish to save Harry!”

Sirius puts an arm around James, “She must be mad to make them soulmates. I don’t believe for one second they died because of your wish.”

“It’s a disgrace. Snivellus doesn’t deserve a soulmate. Harry deserves better. Someone who is light and good.” James turns his head, “Make me forget.”

Sirius leads James to his bedroom and makes James forget the whole night and the next morning.

“You were right,” Lily is back at Harry’s place, “I followed James to Sirius’ place. I saw them having sex.” She wipes away some tears, “I talked to Lady Magic, James knew you were soulmates and was warned by a seer not to make the wish. He did it anyway, not caring about the consequences. He hates you that much.”

“I am sorry,” Severus lets her in, “Harry is with Remus, they have a weekly thing. Draco is here; he is my godson.”

Lily follows him, she nods at Draco, “Hi. I am Lily Evans.”

Severus raises an eyebrow at the use of her maiden name, “She’s Harry’s mother.”

“Nice to meet you,” he looks uncomfortable, “I overheard you. Did you know there is a sex club here? Anyway, Rem and I got lost once, and we discovered it by accident. James and Sirius were coming out of it. Rem told me they reeked of sex.”

Lily fights back tears, “Take you for telling. It hurts, but I need to know the truth.”

“Eh, according to my aunt, they are frequent guests there and like to swing.” Draco blushes, “Bellatrix, she is sane now and a very different person, she is very open about her sex life. She had sex with James and Sirius; she was wearing a mask at the time.” Draco frowns, “I don’t understand how you can love someone and yet have sex with others. I never could have sex with someone besides Remus.”

“Some people are just different. Before Harry, I hated sex and only had it twice, and it made me sick.” He looks at Lily, “The wish James made had that as a side effect. My first time was agony, and when my second time was the same, I gave up on sex. I was scared when Harry and I had sex the first time; I thought the pain would be back. But it was exquisite. I am sorry if this makes you uncomfortable.”

Lily blushes, “I would rather not think about my son having sex. Seeing the evidence last time was enough. Every parent wants to believe their children will never grow up.” She accepts the whiskey Severus hands to her, “I don’t know what to do. If I could kill him, I would. The thought of going back there and having him hug and kiss me makes me sick.”

“Don’t you have anywhere to go?”

“Not really. James would track me down everywhere I could go.” Lily hugs herself, “We have the same friends, and my parents love James. They would tell him if I was hiding somewhere.”

“You can stay with us,” Draco traces the edge of his glass, “James doesn’t know where Remus and I live. He would never think to look for you there.”

“I don’t want to be a bother.” Lily is touched that Draco is offering her help.

“You wouldn’t be. We have a pool house you could stay there and my mother lives next door.” Draco looks at her, “Do you like cats? We have adopted a few, and they like to run outside.”

“I love cats, but James never wanted one.” She gets up, “James isn’t supposed to be back for a few more hours. I want to be gone before he comes back.”

Severus is fucking Harry’s mouth when there is a loud knock on the door. He ignores it, having a good idea who it is. He looks down at Harry, grabs his head and holds it still, “Deep breath.” He sees Harry take a deep breath, then he plunges his cock deep down Harry’s throat. He can feel Harry choking on his cock, “Such a good boy. You love this, don’t you?” He sees Harry nod, and the knocking gets louder, “Do you want me to stop?” Harry answers by taking him even deeper, “That’s a no then,” Severus moans, “So good.” He touches Harry’s cock with his shoe, “I can feel how hard you are. If you can cum like this,” he touches Harry’s cock again, “I will let you choose where I cum.” He keeps fucking Harry’s mouth, tears and saliva are running down Harry’s face while he ignores the knocking. He touches Harry’s cock with his shoe again and feels Harry moan around his cock, and a few moments later Harry is cumming, “Good boy.” He runs a hand through Harry’s hair, “Mouth or face?” He sees Harry tap twice for face, he also can feel something else and raises his eyebrow, “Very well.” He roughly fucks in and out of Harry’s mouth, he can feel his balls tighten, he pulls out of Harry’s mouth and cums all over his face, “HARRY!” His seed is landing on Harry’s forehead, eyelashes, and chin. Severus roughly pulls Harry up and devours his mouth.

“WHAT THE FUCK?” James is furious, “I WILL KILL YOU!” James takes out his wand and fires a crucio at Severus but it rebounds on an invisible shield and hits James, who cries out in pain.

Harry looked at his father, “Rude for you to barge in.”

Severus cleans them up and puts clothes back onto Harry, “What do you want, Potter?”

“Where is my wife?” He cries out in pain again, “She hasn’t been home in a week!”

“Lily caught you cheating on her with Sirius. Bellatrix has been telling her about your escapades at the sex club.” Severus kisses Harry, “My devious little devil.”

“It’s not like he was seeing something new. According to Remus, Sirius loves to suck cock.” Harry turns towards his father, “Mother left you. You and Sirius can now live together and stop hiding.”

Something dawns on Severus, and he laughs, “You loved sneaking around. Cheating on Lily, it made you feel powerful because you had that secret over her. Now that it is out in the open, power is gone.” He whispers into Harry’s ear, “Wouldn't be surprised if he keeps the mutt at arm’s length now.”

“Shut up, Snivellus. Where is my wife! I know she is here.” James starts looking for her, “Come out, Lily, and we can talk.”

“She is not here, you doofus. My mother doesn’t want to share a home with her son and his lover. And I don’t want her living here. We would need to stop having sex all over the place and stick to the bedroom and bathroom.”

“Harry fucked me against the wall you are leaning. If you see that smudge, that is some of my semen mixed with his blood.” Severus laughs when James rushes out of the house.

Chapter Text

“Hey Sev?”

“Hm?”

“Do you wonder what our bodies are going to look like?”

“Sometimes. As long as I am not a goldfish, I am happy.”

“Very funny. Hey, do you have a favorite color?”

“Green.”

“Mine is black.”

“Do you wonder what country you will be born in?”

“I always thought of myself as English. But it would be cool if I were born in a country with a language that not many speak.”

“You can always learn more languages.”

“Do you think we’ll grow up together?”

“I don’t think so. I feel older than you.”

“We could still grow up together.”

“I do not think our lives will be like one of those romance novels you hear about.”

“But isn’t it already? We are just souls, orbs of light, and we have already been together since we are soulmates. I believe once we meet, we will know, and it will be easy sailing for us.”

“I doubt it will be that easy.”

“Do you want a pet?”

“I am partial to cats.”

“I want a snake.”

“I want to know what coffee tastes like.”

“I want to know what sex with you will feel like.”

“I wonder if we will be able to have children.”

“Hopefully.”

“You were right, Harry.”

“Hm?”

“About us having an easy life.”

“Oh, you’re right.”

“Even with me being two decades older, we worked. And you were right that we would know.”

“You gave me a lot of wanking material with you being a hot teacher with a velvety voice.”

“I am well aware what effect my voice had on you. I was glad when we had permission to date. I was going out of my mind watching your delectable arse and imagining how it would look bent over my desk.”

“Too bad we can’t have sex anymore.”

“I miss it too, but we have our memories.”

“I miss our children.”

“I do hope they will join us. I am glad we met our grandchildren.”

“Me too.”

“Do you think we will be reborn?”

“Yes.”

“I was wrong, Sev. We didn’t have it easy.”

“We almost missed our shot.”

“But we got there in the end and everything turned out well for us.”

“Except that we never had children.”

“That was their fault. If my mother and Molly Weasley hadn’t bonded me with Ginny as a baby…”

“Doesn’t do well to dwell on that. Molly paid for her part. She never had any grandchildren, and her daughter died when we bonded.”

“I am glad Sirius and Ginny realised the truth and told us.”

“Never thought the mutt would encourage me to sleep with you.”

“You loved sleeping with me.”

“You never complained.”

“Do you think we will be reborn?”

“Maybe.”

Chapter Text

Draco is working on the vanishing cabinet when suddenly it bursts open, and two people stumble out. He quickly takes a step back and takes out his wand. He doesn’t recognize those men. “Who are you?”

The taller one with the stubble, brown hair, and brown eyes answers him, “I am Eliot, and this is Quentin. Who are you? Where are we? When are we?”

Draco keeps his wand raised, “I am Draco Malfoy, you are at Hogwarts, and it’s March 1997.” He looks at the smaller man who also has brown hair and eyes, but unlike the other, he is clean-shaven.

“Hogwarts?” Quentin grabs Eliot’s arm, “We are at Hogwarts! It’s real, just like Fillory.” Excitement runs through him, “I can’t believe it!”

“I know, Baby Q,” Eliot looks at Draco, “Don’t freak out, but I am going to see if my magic works here.” Eliot does a simple spell with his hands, “Still works.”

“What did you do? Draco is intrigued, “Don’t you need a wand?”

“I checked if Q was human, and we do magic with our hands. It’s really complicated. Honestly, using a wand would be so much easier.” Eliot looks around, “Room of Requirement?”

“Yeah, I had trouble learning some spells,” Q looks behind him, “The vanishing cabinet! You must be trying to get it to work to get the Death Eaters into the school.”

Draco snorts, “It’s working. It's been working for years. I’ve been trying to get it to send someone back in time. And the school is run by Death Eaters.” He shows them his mark, “I am one. And we are in the Chamber of Secrets.”

Q frowns, “Wait, so you don’t have to kill Dumbledore to prove your worth to Voldemort?” He takes a closer look around and sees a basilisk sleeping behind Draco.

Draco is confused, “No. Albus Dumbledore is a wanted man. He has been in hiding for over a decade. He and his order. And who is Voldemort?”

“Babe, I think the books were wrong.” Eliot laughs, “So, in our world, there is a book series called Harry Potter, it describes Harry’s life at school and his fight against Voldemort.”

Draco looks amused, “You best follow me.” They will be in for a surprise.

They are following him. Quentin is taking everything in. “You have electricity?”

“Yes, we are not in the Stone Age anymore. It’s so much easier than using candles.” Draco leads them to the headmaster’s office. He knocks and enters, “They fell out of the cabinet.”

“Hello,” Tom gets up and holds out his hand, “Tom Black, I am the headmaster. And you are?”

“Eliot and Quentin Coldwater. We are from another world.” Eliot looks around the office, and he sees a phoenix sitting on the window still.

“They told me they have books in their world,” Draco chuckles, “Called Harry Potter.”

“There are seven books,” Quentin says, “In the books, Albus Dumbledore is headmaster until his death. Then Severus Snape takes over, and after his death, Minerva McGonagall is headmistress.”

“But we realise that things are different here,” Eliot also sits down.

“Fascinating,” Tom looks at them, “Do you mind if I run some scans? I want to make sure you are who you are.” After he has their permission, he does, and they come back clean, “All is on order. You are not from here. Your magic is different.” He puts his wand away, “I suggest we have a meeting tomorrow and you can tell us more about those books.” He gets up, “You will find the reality here a stark contrast to what you know.” He calls Kreacher, “Show our guests to a room.” He looks at them, “One or two beds?”

“One, Q and I are married, hence the same last name. Is the room soundproof? We tend to get loud.” Eliot looks at Q, “There is no chance in hell that I’ll pass up the opportunity to fuck you at Hogwarts.”

Tom chuckles, “Yes, all the rooms are. They are monitored, though in case there is an intruder or medical emergency.”

“Before we go, can we put on the hat?” Quentin bounces on his feet, “I am curious if the test on Pottermore is right.”

“Sure,” Tom takes the hat and puts it on Quentin’s head.

“Curious. Your magic is different from ours, yet also the same. There is darkness in you, but a lot of bravery too. You doubt yourself and think you are not good enough, and surprise yourself with your power and knowledge. Hmm, you want to prove yourself to others, hmm, better be in Gryffindor.”

“No surprise there, baby Q,” Eliot kisses his cheek, “Let’s see.”

“Hm, you would do well in Slytherin, you are cunning, yet you are also brave and loyal. There is a thirst for knowledge in you. You would do well in Ravenclaw. Hmm, better be Gryffindor.”

“Did you put me in the same house as Q because we are soulmates?” Eliot wraps his arms around his husband, “Do soulmates exist in this world?”

The hat chuckles, “Partly yes, but also you would do well in Gryffindor. You are both heroes in your own right.”

“Soulmates exist in this world, I am happy to hear they exist somewhere else too,” Tom bids them goodnight, “We’ll talk more tomorrow.” He goes home and tells his husband about their visitors.

“I can’t believe we are in the Great Hall,” Quentin looks around, “Where is everyone?”

“Classes, it’s ten past eight,” Tom leads them to the antechamber, “I informed the students that we have guests. Some will have questions.” They all sit down, “The meeting will take place after lunch; until then, I want you to remain here. You can explore the castle. Kreacher will be your guide.”

“Sure,” Eliot gets up and pulls Quentin with him, “I want to see the greenhouse.”

“You just want to see if they are growing weed here.” Quentin looks down at Kreacher, “Where is the best way to start?”

“Astronomy tower, it’s empty.” Kreacher grabs their hands and brings them there.

“The view is nice,” Quentin looks at the Great Lake, “Is it allowed to swim in there?”

“Not at the moment, Giant Squid had a baby.” Kreacher leads them through the castle, “Forbidden Forest is also closed. Nasty spiders in there.”

Eliot watches Q take everything in, and he falls even more in love with him.

Tom looks at the assembled, “Eliot and Quentin Coldwater. They are from another world; they stumbled out of the vanishing cabinet yesterday.”

“I was working on it when they were suddenly just there,” Draco rubs his chin, “I checked my work. I didn’t do anything unusual.”

“Hi, Charlie Black, was there a vanishing cabinet where you were?” His first thought was they were sent by Albus, but Tom assured them they were who they said they were.”

“Nope,” Eliot huffs, “We believe Ember was up to his usual tricks again. Ember is a God in our world, and he loves to play pranks on us. Never anything harmful, though.”

“Surprising, yes, harmful not.” Quentin looks fondly at Eliot, “We have a daughter, Jane. When we got married, Ember asked us if we wanted kids. We said yes, and nine months later, our daughter was born. Was his wedding present.”

“How old are you? Sorry, I’m Daphne Zabini.”

“I am twenty-eight, and Q is twenty-five; Jane is not our only child. We have twins, Emma and Ted,” Eliot takes out his phone and shows them pictures, “And we have a dog, Fillory. I tried to call them, but it seems interdemential calls do not work.”

Suddenly, a bunny appears in the room, “Eliot, Q. Where the fuck are you? Jane called me when Ember told her you were gone on an important trip. Ted and Josh are with the kids right now. You'd better be alive, or I will bring you back and kill you! I am too young to raise your kids!

Eliot chuckles, “Can’t believe this found us here.” He grabs the bunny, “Hey, Bambi. We are at Hogwarts, Q is fangirling so much, and it is adorbs. We thought that Ember brought us here, and I am sure he will bring us back when he feels like it. Give them our love and tell them daddy and papa miss them.”

“Talking bunnies?” Tom laughs, “Before we continue, I should introduce the rest. You already met Draco, he is our potions teacher, and he is studying alchemy. He is sitting next to his husband, Remus Lupin, our transfiguration teacher. Next to him is my husband, Regulus Black, who is the Chief Warlock. On the other loveseat, we have Bellatrix Black, she is our DADA teacher, she is married to Charlie, he is our history teacher, and yes, he took the Black name. Next to Daphne, who is an Auror, is Luna Black, our daughter, whom we adopted.” He smirks, “Then we have the person you know as Harry Potter.”

Harry makes gagging noises, “I hate that name. I am Harry Black. Next to me is my husband, Severus Black. The Potters tried to forcefully blood adopt me. It backfired on them, and they died.”

“I took Harry’s last name, my family, the Princes sided with Albus, and I wanted nothing to do with them.”

“Reggie and I are Harry’s parents.” Tom chuckles at the look on their faces.

“So not like in the books, you are also older.” Quentin is fascinated, “In the books, Reggie is dead, Tom is a madman, and Harry is the hero, and Severus is the anti-hero.”

“Tell us. We are hoping to learn something that might help us locate Albus.” Narcissa wants to find the man and have him jailed. “I am Minister Narcissa Black.”

“Not Malfoy?”

“I am not allowed to use the Malfoy name in a position of power since I only married into the family and was not born a Malfoy.” She huffs in disgust, “Even then, I would still not be allowed to be in a position of power. The Malfoys are a patriarchy. The Black name gives me more opportunities and freedom.”

“Where is Lucius?” Quentin hasn’t seen him yet.

“We do not know.”

“Let me try something,” Eliot looks up, “Ember, can we have our Harry Potter copies, please?” Two sets of books appear in the room. “Thank you. Oh, and the box set too.” He hands the first book to Harry, “I have to say, you do look like your movie version. You all kinda do. Except for Severus, he looks younger.”

“I suggest reading the books first, the movies don’t have everything and are not a hundred percent accurate.” Quentin looks at Harry, “You also don’t have a scar on your forehead.”

“I have a scar on my calf from a Quidditch accident,” he hands a book to Severus, “I don’t want to read them, you can give me a summary later.”

“Then you can take Eliot and Quentin to Hogsmeade. I am sure they want to see more than just Hogwarts.” Tom hands his son a list, “And go to Diagon Alley, I need a few things.”

“Sure,” Harry kisses Severus and gets up, “If you want anything, I will pay for your stuff. I have enough money.”

“I am not sure if we can take stuff back with us,” Eliot gets up when his phone rings, “Oh, it finally works.” He sees that Jane is calling him, “Hold on, I’ll put you on speaker.”

“Daddy? Papa? When are you coming home?”

“Hey sweetling, I don’t know. You’ll have to ask Ember. He brought us here.” Quentin moves closer to Eliot, “Are you okay? How are Emma and Ted?”

“Yeah, I just miss you. You weren’t there to read me a story. They miss you too. They slept in my bed. Uncle Josh put a spell around my bed, so they wouldn’t fall out…Aunt Margo wants to talk to you. Love you.”

“We love you too.”

“Hey, dipshits, Ember said you’ll be back when you complete your task.”

“I wasn’t aware we had a task,” Eliot sighs, “Well, I hope it won’t be too long. How are the twins?”

“Cranky and doing what toddlers do.”

“Is dad there?”

“He is in Fillory with Penny, they’re asking our friends if they know why Ember sent you to another world.” There is crying in the background, “Have to go, call later.”

Eliot pockets his phone, “So it seems we are here to help you.” He looks up, “What is the task?” Nothing, Eliot sighs.

“I think Ember brought us here to help you find Albus and his order,” Quentin looks at Regulus, “Does Grimmauld Place exist?”

“Yeah, it’s an orphanage. I turned it into one after my mother died. We live in Slytherin Manor. Tom is his heir, I am the Gryffindor heir, Bellatrix is the Hufflepuff heir, and Narcissa is the Ravenclaw heir.”

“We asked Kreacher to give us a rundown of the history of this world. You booted Albus out of Hogwarts and exposed him for the Dark Lord that he is.” Eliot points at the mark, “He told us this is a protection mark.”

“Yes, the mark is called “Death Eater.” Hence why we are called that,” Tom strokes it. “It saved our lives many times in the past.” He gets up, “How about we read the books and compare notes later?”

The group breaks up.

“So, Harry, do you like treacle tart?” Quentin asks him as they enter Honeydukes.

“Yeah, I love it. “ He grabs a basket. “Get whatever you want. Keep an eye out for cinnamon toffee. If you see it, grab it.”

Eliot is browsing the shelves, “I found something for Penny,” he shows it to Quentin, who laughs.

“How long have you been married?” Harry is intrigued by them.

“We got married after my eighteenth birthday, so six years. But we’ve been together for seventeen years.” Q tells Harry their story, “We were kinda together before we were even born.”

“That’s romantic. Sev is my soulmate,” Harry smiles fondly. “We met at Hogwarts and instantly started hanging out. Was not long after we met that we had our first kiss, and at the end of my first year, we were bonded. Sev then moved in with us after his family showed their true colors.”

“I found the toffee,” Eliot chuckles when Harry takes them all.

“Sev loves them.”

“You are still a werewolf in the books,” Draco puts it away, “I am a spoiled brat in those.”

“Some things don’t change.”

“Hey,” Draco tackles Remus, “I am not that spoiled.”

“Whatever you say, love.” Remus kisses him quickly, “Let me finish the chapter, you’re about to kill Albus.”

“Wish it were true.” Draco plays with Remus’ shirt. He pounces on him when he sees that Remus is done reading, “I’ve wanted you all day.”

“Did you, now?” Remus kisses him hard, “I am afraid you have to wait. I have a meeting with Daphne.”

Draco groans in frustration, “Fine, I’ll go look for the duo. I am curious about their world.” He finds them some time later sitting by the Great Lake. He sits down, “You mentioned Fillory. What is it?”

Quentin is all too happy to explain, “That’s now two book series that turned out to be real places. I wonder if Middle-earth exists somewhere.”

“We have those books here too. Rem loves them.” Draco plays with his wedding ring and asks them about their world.

They have read the books, Quentin has made a list with the differences, “This world is basically the total opposite of the books. Some people like Ron Weasley and Ginny Weasley don’t even exist here.”

“And you are all born at different times,” Eliot looks at Quentin’s notes, “Grindelwald also never existed here.”

“El and I have been investigating the past three days, and we are pretty sure that Albus is hiding in Godric’s Hollow in Bathilda Bagshot’s house and is using polyjuice potions and pretending to be her. Her writing style has changed too much compared to a few decades ago. I also compared it to some of Albus’ speeches, and the patterns are almost identical.”

“As for the order, we believe his order has been hiding in the village where Albus was born. We went around that place, and we could feel a heavy weight of magic around the place.” Eliot shows them some pictures he took, “I am pretty sure that is Molly Weasley.”

Charlie looks at the picture, “It’s her. I would recognize my mother anywhere.” He looks at them, “Mould-on-the-Wold, the town is said to be abandoned.”

“It is made to look like it. We believe a goblin is helping them. It didn’t feel like your magic.” Q explains to them how each magic feels differently, “Your magic feels more earthy, ours feels more archaic. The magic in the town felt more ancient, like at Gringotts.”

“It would explain a lot. We never accounted for a goblin helping them, since they sided with us.” Tom gets up and looks at Narcissa, “Call an emergency meeting with the King, as the Minister, he won’t make you wait.”

Narcissa nods, “I hope we can finally find out what happened to my husband.” Lucius disappeared over a decade ago.

“We have a theory about that. One you won’t like,” Eliot clears his throat, “We believe he joined Albus and his order. How else have they been able to survive? None would be able to get a job? He could have funded them; he is rich after all. And with the goblin's help, they could have kept it from you.”

“You told us, you have no access to the Malfoy fortune and that even Draco, as the heir, has no access.” Quentin leans forward, “I believe the reason for that is because Lucius is using his money for them, and the goblin on the inside is covering for him. I also believe that once Draco turns twenty-five, he will be disowned as a Malfoy.”

“Lucius hates werewolves, you told us that. There is no way that he will want any part of his money to go to one.” Eliot looks at the couple, “If I were you, I would take the Lupin name and have an article printed in the newspaper. I am sure it will piss him off.”

“And if you were to take his money too, it just might draw him out,” Reggie smirks, “If the goblin helping them is dealt with, you might have access to the Malfoy money, and you can cut them off from the money.”

“Good idea,” Draco smirks, “It would be nice to get revenge.”

“What if Albus made Horcruxes? Like Tom did in the book?” Severus looks up from his notes, “I don’t want Albus to hover around forever.”

“The book doesn’t exist in this world. We checked the registry of books at the Ministry,” Eliot hums, “Half the stuff that happened in the books has never happened here and never will.”

“We should watch the movies,” Quention claps his hands, “It might be helpful.”

“I am glad that I am not a teacher,” Severus runs a hand through Harry’s hair, “And I am glad I am not so coldhearted and cruel as this person.”

“Not so coldhearted, only hiding your heart. That Snape is a hero,” Harry softly kisses him, “You’re my hero.”

“I don’t like how the fight between them ended. The book version was better,” Bella frowns, “And the poor dragon! I am glad Gringotts here don't keep a dragon in their basement.”

“Don’t get Q started on books vs movies. He can debate for days,” Eliot kisses Q’s cheek, “You’re hot when you get passionate.” He looks up, “Did you learn anything?”

“That Albus is a cold-hearted bastard?” Charlie huffs, “He’s as manipulative in the books and movies as here.”

“I am just glad that I was not headmaster when Granger attended, she really is an insufferable know-it-all,” Tom looks at Remus, “Your wolf was ugly in the movies.”

He nods, “I think it’s Griphook who is working with them.” Remus looks at Narcissa, “Remember a few years back, the mishap with your vault key? Griphook was the goblin who messed up.”

“I remember,” Narcissa’s eyes widen, “I bet Lucius wanted a copy of the key. There are a few things in my vault that could be useful to them. I am glad I got a high security vault.” She gets up, “I will inform the King.” The sooner this matter is settled, the better.

“I never asked,” Eliot looks at Draco, “Why did you want to travel back in time?”

“To kill Dumbledore,” Draco leans against Remus, “A lot of people died because of him.”

“My parents,” Luna looks sadly at them, “He killed them when I was just two months old. He thought my mother was a seer and wanted to eliminate her. But I am the seer he was after.”

“Did you see us coming?” Eliot wonders if they were destined to come here.

“No, the last vision I had showed me Pansy dying. I got the vision too late, and we weren’t able to save her. I have been taking a potion to block my visions.” She hugs herself, “They are awful. I only ever got two happy visions. One was of Daphne winning the chess tournament, the other was of Dad becoming Chief Warlock.”

“I am sorry,” Quentin sighs, “About two years ago, we had a visitor from another universe. Her name was Alice Quinn. She traveled back in time and took over the Alice Quinn in our world. She wanted a fresh start for herself, and she wanted everything she couldn’t have in the world she came from. It didn’t turn out the way she wanted it to.”

“She was in love with the Q from her world and thought she could have the Q from our world. She planned on marrying him and starting a family. Little did she know our world ran on soulmate magic and that we were soulmates. When she found out we were married and expecting twins, she went nuts, turned into a niffin, and wanted to kill our children and me to have Q for herself.” Eliot pulls Q closer, “She failed of course, and our Alice was saved, and she was expelled, and Hades took her to hell. The sad thing was, the Q from her world was brought back from the dead by my counterpart. They got married and started a family. But Alice did some damage in our world before she was stopped.”

“What we are trying to say is, just because you travel back in time, doesn’t mean it will work out for you.” Q fidgets, “What if you make things worse? What if his order isn’t hiding and wants revenge? What if they turned him into a martyr, and a rebellion against you starts?”

“You have a point,” Tom looks thoughtful, “If we ever manage to go back in time, it would need to be after he was exposed and before he disappeared. Quentin is right. Before that, his death would turn him into a martyr.”

“Since we are not near figuring out time travel and time turners don’t exist here, we should go after Dumbledore and his order. Arrest them, give them trials.” Reggie gets up, “I will talk to Yaxley, get everything ready.”

Tom nods, “Get some sleep, everyone. We will make plans when we have concrete proof that they are there.”

Draco sits down next to Eliot, “I emptied the Malfoy vaults; everything is now in Remus’ vault.”

“Good. You know, I could have sworn I heard a scream of rage yesterday. The article was excellent.” Eliot looks at Draco, “Are you really pregnant?”

“Yes,” Draco strokes his flat stomach, “We have decided it was time.”

“Sorry, but to me, you are sixteen and not twenty-five. Sometimes I confuse the books with this world.” Eliot chuckles, “And Harry is twenty-two, and Severus is twenty-five. It’s weird when you have an image in your mind of how things should be, and then reality is different.”

“Have you met their children?” Draco hums, “Another reason we decided to have a child now is so there won’t be a big age gap between our kids and theirs.”

“Yes, they make me miss my kids. At least video calls are working,” Eliot is ready to go home, “I hope that once we’ve taken care of them, Ember brings us home. I miss my own bed.”

“I am sure you will.”

“The first thing I will do, though, is hug my kids, then fuck Q in our bed.”

Draco laughs, “Do you do anything besides fucking?”

“Yes,” Eliot smirks, “But I love sex with Q, and I never pass up an opportunity. Don’t tell me, you are not the same?”

“Guilty.”

“I am broke!” Lucius looks at his bank statement, “Draco cleaned me out!”

“How?” Albus needs Lucius’ money.

“I don’t know!” Lucius will make his son pay for this, “I will go to Gringotts and talk to Griphook.”

An hour later, he is arrested by Daphne, his disguise no longer hiding him.

“Well, that was too easy,” Eliot looks at the dead body of Albus Dumbledore, “All I did was shake his hand.”

Reggie kneels down, “I think your magic overpowered his magic and killed him,” he sees a necklace around Albus’ neck, “Hmm, this is goblin-made. Will need to talk to The King, but I feel this helped him prolong his life.”

“You’re right,” Narcissa kneels down next to him, “I read about this, it has some elixir from the philosopher’s stone imbued in it.” She runs a scan on Albus’ body, “The spell Severus hit him with all those years ago was slowly killing him. The necklace extended his life.” She gets up, “I will take his body to the medical examiner. I want this done by the book, and then his body will be set on fire.”

“We are going to round up the order now,” Reggie gets up and looks at Eliot, “Ready?”

The King is looking at the wards, “I can take them down.” His men tortured Griphook until he confessed everything. He wanted to be King and thought siding with Dumbledore would get him there.

Yaxley nods, “Take them down.”

The King crashes the wards, and a fully functioning village is revealed. Yaxley quickly orders his men to stun everyone. He walks into the center where a fountain is pulsing, “What is this?”

“It siphons magic from the outside and feeds the inside,” The King takes it down, and a wave of magic is released. “This was the disturbance in the air we couldn’t figure out and why so many had weaker magic.”

Reggie looks at his brother, “Hello, Sirius. It’s over.” His brother turned his back on his family long before he sided with Albus. Their father disowned Sirius ages ago. He looks at James, Sirius’ husband, “Your half-sister Lily was the one who warned us what your brother and his wife wanted to do.” They erased Lily’s memory and took her magic, and according to her wishes, placed her into a Muggle community in Canada.

Eliot and Quentin have been looking around. They are in a small shed. Eliot removes a cover, “Shit.” He quickly drags Q out, “There are Muggle bombs in this shed.”

“I know how to dispose of them.” Bellatrix walks into the shed and comes out ten minutes later, “Taken care of.”

“We found plans,” Q shows them what they found, “They wanted to bomb several places at once. They wanted to use the chaos to strike against you.”

“This will send them all to Azkaban for a long time.” Reggie looks at the prisoners, “Albus is dead.” He sees shock on multiple faces, “You are all under arrest for terrorism.” He watches as they are led away.

“It’s been two days, and we are still here,” Q looks at his husband, “I want to go home.” He wants to hold his children again.

“Me too. As much fun as it was being here, I miss our children and our home,” Eliot kisses Q, “Unless this is not what Ember’s task was.”

“I can’t think of anything else we’ll need your help with,” Tom hands them a small bag, “Thank you gift from all of us. Something for your children. Don’t open it until you are back in your world.”

As soon as Eliot grabs the bag, he can feel it, “Q!”

“What?” Quentin looks at his husband with worry.

“I’m pregnant!” He puts Quentin’s hand on his stomach, “Twins. I can feel them.”

Quentin hugs Eliot and plants kisses all over his face, “I love you.”

Eliot is laughing, “I love you too.”

Ember appears in the middle of the room, “Now you can go home. Was waiting for Q to knock you up. Happened yesterday morning if ya wondering. You forgot that you are in another world and didn’t use contraception.” He looks around, “Hi, I am Ember. Those two told you all you need to know about me, and they were not exaggerating. Brought them here to help you out. Otherwise, your world would have been blown up.”

Reggie eyes the newcomer, “Why did you help us? We are not from your world. Not that I am not glad for your help.”

“Someone in your world made a wish that reached our world. You see, once every thousand years, the walls between your world and our world collide and create a small opening for about an hour. In that hour, a lot can happen. My brother accidentally landed in Nepal and scared the locals. They now worship him since he fertilized their lands. Anyway, I heard the wish and decided to act after I looked into your future.”

“Who made the wish?” Tom wants to thank whoever did it.

“I did.” Luna looks at Ember, “I heard about wish magic, but it never worked, but I also never gave up trying.”

“Wish magic didn’t exist in this world.” Ember walks over to her and touches her temple, “From now on, your visions will be happy ones.”

“Thank you.” She gets up and hugs the God, “Thank you.”

Ember pats her head. He looks at Eliot and Q, “Ready to go?”

“Yes.”

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Draco has been ignoring the outside world for the past week. He is sitting at the window still and watching the sun set. The last rays of sunshine are warming his fur-covered face. He keeps sitting there until the moon rises. He finally gets up and crawls under the covers. Alone. He wakes up early and goes into the bathroom. He catches a look at himself in the mirror, and anger overtakes him, and he punches the mirror. He looks at his bloody, hairy hand and ignores the pain. When he comes out of the bathroom, his mother is sitting at his desk, “Mother.”

Narcissa wordlessly takes his hand and fixes it. She cups his face, “I still love you.” She knows her son has been struggling, but this is not the end of the world.

“But I’m ugly. I’m half werewolf, half man! I have wolf ears, my face is mostly covered in fur, and my hands are more like paws. I have hair all over my body. My nose is that of a wolf. The only thing that hasn’t changed is my teeth. I look like one of those things children are scared of!”

“I know.” Narcissa holds his hands, “But you are still you.”

“How can you love me still?”

“Because you are my son.” Narcissa embraces him, “I don’t care what you look like. And so do others.”

“I was laughed at in Diagon Alley.” Draco fights back tears, “They made fun of me. Some even threw food at me.”

“Those who care about you don’t care what you look like.” Narcissa rubs his back, “You are letting whoever did this to you win.” She lets him cry on her shoulder. It’s been a while since she had to comfort him like this, “You can’t stay locked away.”

“I don’t know if I can face anyone like this.” Draco takes a step back and hugs himself, “I wish to be alone now.”

Narcissa sighs, “I expect you to come down for lunch.” She cups his face again, “He doesn’t care. You know that, right?”

Draco remains still and returns to his seat from yesterday once he is alone again. He wishes he could believe his mother, but he saw the looks of disgust in people’s eyes. He saw how his father reacted when Draco came home like this. His father looked at him like he wanted to exterminate Draco. He sighs sadly. He just got his life back on track after the war ended. He was able to open his own potion shop. He was also dating someone, and he was happy for the first time in a long time. Maybe this is some sort of punishment for his past sins; he is a former Death Eater, and he killed people. He doesn’t join his parents for lunch, opting to stay in his room and wallow in misery. That night, he is plagued by nightmares. People throw stones at him. His father sells him to be experimented on. His mother turns her back on him for being a freak. His lover told him he could never be with a beast like him. Draco wakes up and vomits. He is resting his head against the loo when he sees a shard from the mirror he broke. He takes it and puts it to his wrist. He takes a deep breath and cuts his skin. He watches his blood flow, and he starts to feel lightheaded, and soon he passes out.

Draco blinks his eyes open. He looks around and realizes he is in a hospital. He looks to his left and sees a mop of brown hair. He raises his hand and winces; he sees a bandage around his wrist, and everything comes back to him. He raises his other hand and touches his face; he still is a beast. It wasn’t a dream. He really is a beast. Silent tears escape him.

“Draco? What’s wrong?”

“I am ugly. Why are you even here? You should be with someone who is not an ugly abomination.” Draco has to admit he missed his voice.

“Because I love you,” Remus takes Draco’s uninjured hand in his, “I don’t care how you look,” he places a kiss on the hand, “Do you think I am ugly? I am covered in scars.”

“No, you’re not ugly. But scars are not the same as this,” he points to his face, “How can you tell me that you love this? I don’t even look like myself.” Draco has been avoiding Remus; he was sure Remus would break up with him.

“Because I just do. Your eyes, they are the same eyes as when you weren’t furry. I can see the love in them.“ Remus moves up and kisses him softly, “You haven’t changed who you are. You’re still the same man who fought hard to turn his life around. Who didn’t try to escape justice. You are still the same man who took responsibility for his own actions and who wanted to make amends. You’re still the same man who’s been using his money for good and helping rebuild Diagon Alley. You’re still the same man who stammered over his words, asking me out. You’re still the same man who stood by my side when I fell ill and nursed me back to health. You’re still the same man who likes to cook for me. You’re still the same man who defended me against Molly Weasley.”

Draco is crying now, “I don’t deserve you.” He gives Remus a watery smile, “I love you. I am sorry I’ve been avoiding you. I expected the worst.”

A healer enters and checks Draco over, “You will have to see a mindhealer. It’s standard procedure when someone tries to take their own life. As far as the curse you were hit with, we have reached out to experts outside of Britain.”

“Thank you,” Draco waits until she is gone, “I wish Uncle Severus were still alive. I bet he would know.”

“Too bad we can’t ask his portrait.” Remus has been seeing Severus with a new eye after he found out what the man sacrificed to keep Harry safe. Not that it mattered in the end, Harry still died when he was hit by friendly fire. To this day, they don’t know who cast the spell that hit him, but he has his suspicions it was Molly Weasley.

“Where are my parents?”

“They went home, we’ve been taking shifts sitting at your side. Narcissa will be here shortly.” Remus joins him in the bed, “You’ve been out seventeen hours.”

“Has my father said anything?”

“No, but I think he wishes this was all over.” Remus and Lucius will never see eye to eye, but they both care about Draco in their own way.

An hour later, Narcissa enters and is glad to see her son awake, “I talked to your healer. You can leave tomorrow.” She sits down, “I am afraid, your attempt made frontpage news. Lucius is furious, and he is on a warpath against the Prophet and whoever leaked confidential information.”

“Of course he is. I am tainting his perfect Malfoy image. Of course, he likes to ignore his own wrongdoings.” Draco is bitter, “I am surprised he hasn’t disowned me yet.”

Narcissa says nothing to that; she looks at her son, “Do you want to come home or stay with Remus?”

Hermione is sitting next to Draco, “I am really sorry this happened to you.”

“Thank you,” Draco has decided to stop hiding. Talking to a mind healer has been helping him a lot. “How are you?” He and Granger have been friendly since the war ended, and they meet every month just to chat.

“I broke up with Ron.”

“Good for you. What did he do? Eat with his mouth open over one of your favorite books?” He never understood what she saw in Ron.

She giggles, “Nothing like that. I just realised he is not on my level intellectually, and I need more stimulating conversation, and Ron, well, he is not as smart as you or me. Even with Neville, I can have a good conversation.” She leans closer, like she is sharing a secret, “Plus, the sex was bad. I had a one-night stand, and that guy blew my mind.”

“Took you long enough to realise you could do better,” Draco is reading a book on curses and finds nothing. “So, do you have someone in mind?” Anything to distract him from his current predicament, “And I am not surprised Ron is a dud in bed.”

“Yes,” she won’t reveal who just yet. “I believe we match perfectly.”

He gets up, “Good luck. Was nice seeing you again.”

“Have you found yet who cursed you?” Hermione sits down next to Draco, “I also ran into George, who told me Ron dated Cho Chang and she dropped him two days later.”

“I am not surprised, too bad Brown is dead. She was perfect for Ron.” He sighs, “And no. The healers are not any closer to figuring out what curse it is.” He is starting to lose hope.

She pats his arm, “I am sure you’ll find a cure. Do you mind if I run some scans? Maybe I’ll find something. You know how much I love research.”

Draco shrugs, “Sure. Couldn’t hurt.”

“I’ll have a look later,” she orders some tea, “Oh, I almost forgot. Ginny thinks she has a claim on Harry’s money because they dated.”

Draco snorts, “Tough luck. Everything went to Harry’s closest relative, which is my mother, then me. My mother has donated half his money and has turned Potter Manor into an orphanage, and she has sold what he wanted to be sold.”

“But how could she know?” She knows Ginny was furious when she read about Potter Manor being turned into a school.

“Oh, Kreacher found the resurrection, and she asked him. The rest of the money went to Remus, as well as a house with a large forest.” Draco chuckles, “Harry was happy the first time I saw him. He told me he just discovered sex. Told me he’s been shagging his crush for weeks.”

Hermione blushes, “I wasn’t aware he had a crush on anyone. I knew it was not Ginny.”

“You really have no clue?” Draco looks at her in surprise, “Truly? Man, it was obvious.”

“No,” she nudges his shoulder, “Spill.”

“He is sleeping with my godfather.”

“Who was your godfather?”

“Severus Snape,” he laughs at the look of total shock on her face, “Yep. They’re shagging.” An idea pops into his head, “I am so stupid!” He gets up, “Sorry, have to go. See you around.”

“Why didn’t I think of this sooner?” Draco is pacing, “I am so stupid.”

“You had a lot on your mind,” Remus looks at the stone, “You’re ready?”

“Yes,” Draco takes the stone and thinks of his godfather. He sees him appear, “Hello, Severus.”

“Draco? What on earth happened to you?” The last time he saw Draco, his godson told him he thought about opening a potions shop.

“I was cursed about four months ago. We don’t know who cursed me or which spell was used.”

“St Mungos has no clue, they even reached out to others, but no one has any idea. This is the first time this happened.” Remus comes to stand next to Draco, “All we know is that it is not deadly. We have tried ending the spell in every language we could think of, and nothing happened.”

“I need to see a scan. Do you mind if Harry joins us? We have some news for you.”

“Sure.” Draco shows him the scan the hospital did, “Any ideas?”

Severus reads the scan, “You were hit by a spell not found in the wizarding world. You were hit by a spell someone created in the Muggle world. Are you familiar with Muggle fairy tales? The spells used there are very real; luckily, not many know this. You were hit with a modified spell.”

“No,” Draco looks at Remus, “You?”

“I remember some.” Remus rubs his chin, “Cinderella, Snow White.”

Harry joins Severus and looks at Draco, “You look like American Teen Wolf. It’s a movie.”

“I know. We saw it.”

“Oh, or Beauty and the Beast.” Harry frowns, “Do you think someone did this for revenge? Also, if it is a curse found in the Muggle world, it rules out purebloods. I think.”

“I think someone modified the spell in Beauty and the Beast. Unlike the Prince in the story, you do love, and those around you haven’t been cursed. And unlike the stories, true love’s kiss is not the cure.” Severus is pacing, “I am sorry we are not much help. We can only give you theories, but there are many, and some may be misleading.”

“How about I talk to you again in two weeks? Maybe you’ll come up with something.” Draco gives him a small, sad smile, “You already figured something out that no one else did. Thank you.”

Severus nods, Harry bounced up and down, “We’re married!” He takes Severus’ hand in his, “We got married a few months back.”

“Congratulations,” Draco smiles at them, “I’m happy for you.”

“Me too.” Remus looks at Harry, “How did your parents take it? And Sirius?”

Harry sighs, “They were not happy but accepted my choice. He looks at Severus, “Anyway, we’re going to hit the books. Take care.”

“So I looked into Muggle fairy tales and fantasy movies and books, and I found nothing that would fit.” Hermione sits down next to Draco, “Except Beauty and the Beast. You don’t have a rose, do you?”

“No,” Draco frowns, “There is so much we don’t know. And the spell was modified.”

“I will keep looking,” Hermione squeezes his hand, “I haven’t had this much fun in ages. Sorry, fun is the wrong word.”

“Thank you, and I get what you mean.” Draco gets up, “I have to go. I just had an idea.” He returns home and goes to find his boyfriend, “Hey Rem, I want to shave off all the hair. I want to know if there is a rose tattoo hidden underneath the fur.”

“Alright,” Remus kisses him, “Get naked, and I’ll do the charm.” Half an hour later, he is looking at Draco’s shorn body, “No tattoo, but the hair is already growing back.”

Draco sighs, “Was worth a shot,” he banishes the hair, “Granger is happy to have a task.”

“I ran into Ron in Diagon Alley. He told me he is dating Hannah Abbott. I know he was lying since Neville is dating her.” Remus hugs Draco from behind, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Draco leans back against him, “I hope Sev and Harry found out more.”

Remus kisses Draco’s neck, “I want you.”

Severus has been listening to Draco, “Tell me more about Granger.”

Draco shrugs and says, “She’s been trying to help.”

“I am afraid she is the one who cast the spell on you,” Severus sighs, “I bet that in a few weeks she comes up with the cure and tells you about it. Not only will she get recognition...”

“But she thinks you will be so grateful to her, you will date her.” Harry shakes his head, “Hermione wants nothing more than to be recognized for her smarts and greatness. You know how much she boasted about being smarter than all of us.”

“But why would she think I would date her?” Draco frowns, “I am gay and not interested in girls. Plus, I am dating Remus.”

“Does she know that?” Severus looks at his godson, “I am sure if she did, she never would have cast the spell on you.”

“It never came up, and she never asked,” Draco sighs, “I’ll tell her.”

“No, don’t,” Harry looks at Remus, then back at Draco, “If you do, she will never give you the counter curse.”

“I am afraid all you can do is wait until she comes to you.” Severus looks gravely at them, “I would suggest you get the Aurors involved.”

“Okay,” Draco takes a deep breath, “I’ll talk to Kingsley. If my father finds out before we have proof, he just might kill her.”

“I’ll tell them we might be close,” Remus squeezes Draco’s hand, “I’ll see you later.”

Remus and Draco are lying on the grass in their backyard, they are looking up at the stars. Remus takes Draco’s hand in his and kisses it, “I asked your father for permission to marry you.”

Draco sits up and looks down at Remus, “You did? Did he give you permission?”

“No,” Remus sighs, “But your mother overruled him. She made it clear she would not let you sacrifice your happiness to marry someone Lucius approves of. She told him that you suffered already enough for the decisions he made.”

“What are you saying?” Draco hopes that he understood correctly.

Remus removes a box from his trouser pockets and opens it, “Draco Malfoy, will you marry me?”

“Yes.” Draco leans down and kisses him, “Yes.” He looks at the ring, illuminated by the moonlight, “It’s beautiful.” It’s a simple silver band with a snake engraved on the top.

Remus puts it on Draco’s finger, “I don’t care if you stay like this forever, I will always love you.”

“I know. You’ve shown me enough times over the past few months,” Draco kisses him again, “Want to shag outside?”

Remus answers him with a growl.

“I found it!” Hermione sits down next to Draco, “I found it in the library in Oxford. It has many spells in it from fairy tales and the like, that were rewritten. Someone made it look like it was older than it actually was. From my estimate, it was created in the seventies. Beauty and the Beast was written in 1756 by Jeanne-Marie LePrince de Beaumont. Anyway, the book had counter curses, but they were all coded. It took me a while to decode them.”

“So what is the counter curse?”

Hermione takes out her wand, cachez la bestie, révélez la beauté, finissez la torture de la jolie âme. Cassez cette malédiction.

Draco slowly turns back into himself. He is touching his face, “You did it.” He hugs her, “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. I’d never thought I’d miss seeing your face.” Hermione is smiling, “Let’s go grab a drink. Show everyone that Draco Malfoy is back.”

“Sure,” he follows her to the Leaky Cauldron. They enter and sit down. “I am glad that people will stop staring at me now,” Draco orders two butterbeers for them.

Hermione puts a strand of hair behind her ear, “So, what are you going to do now?” She hopes he will agree to date her, “I am sure many women want to date you now.”

The door opens, and Remus steps inside. He makes his way to their table and sits down, “Hey.”

“Professor Lupin,” Hermione hasn’t seen much of him since the war ended three years ago.

“It’s Remus,” he looks at Draco, “I kinda miss your furry face.”

Draco rolls his eyes and kisses him, “I bet you don’t miss the hair in your mouth.” He looks at Hermione, “To answer your question, we’re getting married in three months. We’ve been planning our wedding for the past week.”

Hermione’s eyes brim with tears, “You’re dating?” How did she not know this! According the Witches Weekley Draco is single.

“Yes, have been for over two years now.” Draco looks fondly at Remus, “I’ve had a crush on him, and I finally took courage and asked him out. Luckily, he said yes.”

“But surely your father doesn’t approve,” Hermione swallows hard, “I am sorry, but it is well known he dislikes werewolves.”

“He does, but my mother doesn’t, and he doesn’t want to be on her bad side. He mostly ignores our relationship.” Draco kisses Remus again, “Love you.”

“Love you too,” Remus looks at Hermione, “Thank you for all your help. Severus was right.”

“What do you mean?” Hermione can’t believe all was for naught.

“We used the resurrection stone to talk to him. He was the one who told us the curse was from a Muggle fairytale.” Remus takes a sip from Draco’s mug, “He also told us that you were the one who cursed Draco in the first place.”

“What?” They can’t know. Can they? “That is preposterous! I would never!”

“But you did, Miss Granger,” Kingsley looks down at her, “You had this book at home and never found it in the library at Oxford. It was you who wrote the book.” They have been keeping an eye on her for weeks.

“That is not true! Why would I do that?” Hermione raises her chin, “All I did was help a friend.”

“You wanted to be recognized to have broken my curse and hoped I would date you, then marry you. You wanted your hands on the Malfoy fortune since Harry’s money was gone.” Draco smirks, “Ginny sang like a canary after she was caught trying to sell stuff she stole from Grimmauld Place.”

“Hermione Granger, you are under arrest.”

“So what happened to Hermione?” Harry wishes he could be sitting down and having a pint to celebrate Draco and Remus’ wedding, but he is just a ghost.

“My father, as you can imagine, was furious. He went after her hard. He brought up the fact that she kidnapped Rita Skeeter and kept her in a jar for over a year. It was Dumbledore who paid Rita not to press charges. When Rita caught wind of this, she told my father everything she overheard. Long story short, Hermione got her wand snapped and was sentenced to twenty years in Azkaban for the kidnapping and other charges. After she is released, she will be banned from the magical world.”

“Good riddance,” Severus joins Harry, “And Miss Weasley?”

“Five years for theft,” Remus kisses Draco’s cheek, “Everyone’s gone.”

Harry chuckles, “Someone is eager to start their wedding night.”

“Yes.”

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Ginny is taking polyjuice potion and turns into Harry, then walks into a room with a group of guys who are naked and hard. They start to have sex. Ginny, as Harry, is riding a guy, three guys behind her, another in front of her, and is sucking his cock. She moans loudly, “So good.”

Severus enters and sees this. He freezes.

Ginny as Harry, stares at him, “Harder. Your cock is so much better than the dungeon bat I was ordered to seduce. As I would ever love a filthy Death Eater,” she moans, “So pathetic he is.” She puts on a show and smirks when Severus leaves in a huff.

Ginny takes polyjuice potion and turns into Severus. She gets naked and lies down on a bed, and three guys enter. She is stroking her cock, “I hope you can satisfy me.”

Harry enters and sees Severus being fucked by two guys and sucking another’s cock. He is hurt and mad

Ginny as Severus turns around, “Oh, you’re back. I’ll fuck you once I’m done here.”

“What are you doing? I thought you loved me!”

“Oh, Potter, I am playing my role.” Ginny moans loudly, she sneers at Harry, her sneer almost matching Severus’ real sneer, “as I could ever love the son of my bully.” She groans, “Fuck, that’s it. You’re just a warm body. Nothing more.”

Harry leaves, slamming the door shut. Ginny, as Severus has a smug look on her face.

Harry and Severus are having a screaming match, “If we didn’t need you to win this war, I would use you as potion ingredients.” Snape is fuming, “Once this is all over, I’ll let the public know what a whore their savior is!”

“You’re the one to talk, you piece of shit!” Harry is furious, “I hate your fucking guts!”

“I hate you too, you spoiled entitled brat!” Severus turns his back on Harry, “I refuse to work with him. I would rather work with a flobberworm.”

“Me too! I don’t care if we need him. I would rather die than be in the same room as him.” Harry storms out of the office. Snape soon followed him.

Albus looks gravely at Fawkes, “I don’t know what happened, but we just lost the war.”

Severus hands a puppet to Theo, “It’s Potter. Hand him to the Dark Lord. It will get him off your back unless you want to become Greyback’s bitch.”

“No,” Theo takes it, “Why? I thought you loved him.”

“Because Potter has been using me and broke my heart,” Severus lets out a bitter laugh, “I should have known it was just empty words and promises. He hands Draco an envelope, “All my belongings will go to you.”

“You’re leaving?”

“Yes. Everyone will know I handed him over. I will not sit around and wait for my executioner to come to me.”

“I am sorry.”

“Me too.”

Remus removes the invisibility cloak once they are gone. He looks at Draco, “Severus was just in his lab. That wasn’t him.”

Draco nods, “You’re right. Someone has been messing with them.”

Voldemort is displaying the dead body of Harry Potter, “Your savior is dead.”

Albus pales; his worst fear has come true. He looks around and sees that Severus is gone, “We won’t give up so easily.” He locks the school down; he does have a few tricks up his sleeve after all. The new wards bounce Voldemort and his Death Eaters back. He turns his attention towards Molly, “What did you do?” He saw the guilty look on her face earlier.

“Nothing,” she gives him a small smile, “Why would you think that?”

Albus enters her mind, and when he leaves it, he is furious, “How could you? Is money really that important to you?” He turns towards Ginny, “And you? Did you enjoy playing your part?” He looks at Hermione and Ron, “Who needs enemies when they have friends like you?” Albus will make sure the world knows who is responsible for them losing the war.

Harry and Remus land in a graveyard. Harry is crying, “What the fuck was that?”

“I have no idea.” Remus hands a tissue to Harry, “But this just proves my point. You can’t trust them.” Remus has been telling Harry for the past few years that his trust in certain people is misplaced.

“Who are you?”

Both are startled by the voice, and they get up, “Eh, hi?” Harry looks around, “Where are we?”

“Sunnydale,” a blonde woman looks at them with narrowed eyes, “There was a mist, and suddenly you were here.” She is used to weird stuff happening, but it never brought two people to her.

“They are not from our world, love,” a tall man in a black leather coat joins her, “Can smell magic on them though.”

The blond rolls her eyes, “Not again.” She looks at them, “Hi, I am Buffy, the vampire slayer.” She points to the man next to her, “This is Spike.”

Spike’s face changes, “I’m a vampire.” He is surprised by the lack of reaction.

“And you have not slain him?” Harry’s seen vampires before; this one doesn’t scare him.

“He’s my husband and soulmate,” Buffy takes a step closer, “Names?”

“Sorry,” Harry blushes, “I am Harry Potter, and this is Remus Lupin.”

“Willow is gonna flip,” Spike regards them, “So what happened?”

“We were walking through the Forbidden Forest, we were out there hoping to find a unicorn. But luck was not on our side, and we made our way back when mist started to gather around us.” Remus rubs his chin, “I think it came from the Great Lake.”

“We saw something like flashes before we landed here,” Harry hugs himself, “It was awful.” He looks at Remus, “They were all about me. Not about your life.”

“Because I think it was meant to show you the future.” Remus hugs his charge, “You wouldn’t believe us otherwise. It’s comforting to know that a year from now, Draco and I are still alive.”

Buffy kills a vamp, “Sorry, but we should go. Willow might know how to send you back.”

“You’re Harry Potter and Remus Lupin?” Willow is looking at the newcomers with excitement, “Really?”

“I think Willow is broken,” Dawn stage whispers, “She’s been asking the same question five times.”

“Yes,” Harry chuckles, “We are real people. I even have the same scar, which is weird considering.”

“WOW.” Willow blushes, “Can I see your wand?”

Remus hands his to her, “We can still practice our magic, but it is weaker.”

Willow takes it, “I feel nothing,” she raises it, Lumos. Nothing happens, “Oh well,” she hands it back, “So tell me everything.”

Harry has finished telling their story, “So, any idea? We need to get back. I have a potions master I need to marry and bond with before certain people ruin the best thing that’s ever happened to both of us.”

“And I have a husband to unleash on Harry’s friends,” Remus looks at Dawn, “Mind showing me the books? I am curious about a few things.”

“Sure,” Dawn gets up, “Follow me.”

Harry and Remus have been in this world for a week. Harry sits down next to Buffy, “So, you were born with a destiny, just like me. Well kinda. I was chosen by a madman.”

“Yes, but I didn’t let some old men in suits dictate how I do my duty. If it were up to them, I should have staked Spike years ago.” Buffy chuckles, “We’re soulmates, we were prophesied to beat a great evil. And we did. It was a Hellgod after my sister. Because we were bonded, we were able to kill her as soon as she showed up. Had I listened to the Council, the world would have gone to hell. Spike had the idea to send the supernatural council after them. They were all arrested and put in jail. I am getting paid now for slaying. It’s how we’re able to afford this nice manor.”

“My friends,” Harry snorts at that, “They keep telling me how evil Slytherins are and whatnot for years. But headmaster Dumbledore and Remus have been telling me to keep an open mind, and I have. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be friends with Draco, Blaise, or Pansy. And I certainly wouldn’t be dating Sev. There are bad people in every house. Turns out, the Slytherins have done more for me than my so-called light friends have.” He laughs bitterly, “I’ve been so blind and ignored a few things. Did you know that I’ve been hiding from meeting my friends from other houses, Ron and Hermione? I didn’t want to listen to their negative comments and call me stupid.”

“Xander, I thought he was a true friend, but he couldn’t get over his jealousy of Spike. He hated vampires because one killed his best friend. He then blamed all vamps for everything and refused to see the good in Spike. Spike saved his life more than once, but Xander just wouldn’t accept that Spike was good because he also didn’t want to accept that he was wrong. He didn’t believe that we were soulmates, and he killed Spike, thus killing me. Dawn told me Xander was so happy to have finally rid the world of a great evil. When she told me that he killed me, he didn’t believe her at first until he saw my dead body. That’s when he realised he fucked up big time. Whistler then showed up and brought us back to life. Xander was arrested for my attempted murder.” Buffy wipes away some tears, “I also found out at his trial that he lied about a few things. The supernatural council decided to punish him by sending him to a world run by vampires. Anyway, it’s hard being betrayed by those closest to you.”

“So you think what we saw was real and were glimpses of the future?”

“Yes.” Buffy gives him a sad smile, “You have the opportunity to change that.”

“I will.”

“So, Tara and I think someone was in the Forbidden Forest and did a ritual, and the mist was a result of that. We believe someone tried to do a scything of the future, and the mist was residue.” Willow shows them what else she found, “I can send you back. I just need something from your world.”

Harry hands her a candy bar, “This work?”

“Yes.” Willow takes it, “Tara is getting the other things we’ll need.”

Remus reads over the spell, “This will send us back to where we were, and at the same time?”

“Yup,” Willow smiles when Tara enters, “Hey babe,” she takes everything, and together they get ready.

“Why are we not using Dawn? She is the key.” Harry has learned a lot about this world in the past two weeks.

“Because she is pregnant,” Spike enters, “Nibblet’s magic is wonky. Tried once and I landed in Timbuktu instead of New York.”

Willow looks at them, “I’m ready.”

“We’re too,” Harry hugs them, “We’ll miss you guys.”

Draco is arrested for killing Harry Potter, “I didn’t kill him!”

Moody leads Draco to an empty room, “We know it was you!” Moody takes out his wand, “We’re at war, and no one is going to miss you.” He kills Draco, then walks out of the room, “It’s done.”

Albus nods, and when Moody is gone, Albus turns into Ron, laughing.

Severus is being tortured by some guards, “We know you liked to have fun with kiddies.” A guard kicks him, “You are a piece of filth, and you will pay for all the children you hurt with your perverted ways.”

“I saw him bring a first year to the dungeons, the door wasn’t locked, and I saw him rape the student,” Hermione looks disgusted, “He then made the child take a vow to remain silent. He’s evil.”

Severus looks at Hermione and swears revenge for this setup.

Minister Kingsley is ordering the execution of all the Death Eaters. “We are going to monitor the use of magic from now on. Every person who casts a spell not on the list will be arrested.”

Albus doesn’t like this at all. “I think we are being too hasty.”

“I was elected Minister and I am doing what is best for this country.” Kingsley looks at Albus, “We need to be strict, or we’ll be overrun again.”

“Voldemort is still in hiding.” Albus strokes his beard, “Harry and Remus are still missing.”

“We both know they are dead. Draco killed Harry, and Bellatrix killed Remus.”

“They are still alive,” Albus sighs, “I don’t believe Draco would kill Harry. He is not a murderer.” Albus sighs again when Kingsley ignores him.

Hermione is smug; her bill to open their world to Muggles has been passed. “This will change our world.”

“You just doomed the world.” Neville shakes his head in disgust, “You’ve no idea what you’ve done!”

Hermione rolls her eyes, “Don’t be so dramatic.”

Harry and Remus land in the Forbidden Forest. “Looks like we’re back.”

“Something is wrong,” Remus puts Harry behind him, “Someone is coming.”

Soon, they are surrounded by centaurs. “Who are you?” A familiar voice asks them.

“Headmaster?” Harry looks at Dumbledore, “What happened?”

“You’re alive! I knew it,” Albus marches towards them, “You’ve been missing for two decades.”

“I think we saw flashes of what happened during our absence,” Remus explains to Albus what happened to them, “Draco and Severus were framed.”

“I am not surprised, I am sad to say that some have shown their true faces. Hermione is now Minister, and she has banned anything that doesn’t suit her view. People can also only do magic during the day. There is a curfew. A small group and I have been hiding.” He looks gravely at Harry, “I don’t know how they did it, but Ginny and Molly got control over your vaults and properties.” Albus sighs, “I have entered an alliance with Voldemort. We are on the same page that they need to be stopped before our country is totally destroyed.”

“Granger opened our world to the muggles. We are sitting ducks; they have bombs, guns, you name it. Over seventy wizards and witches have died at the hands of Muggles.” Voldemort looks at Harry, “Good to see you.”

“Ehm, guys? I goofed. I sent them twenty years into the future.” Willow looks bashful, “But I can get them back!”

“Do it!” Buffy loves Willow, but sometimes her spells go all wrong

Willow quickly makes a new circle and pulls them back, “Sorry. So sorry. I mispronounced a word.”

“Thank Merlin,” Harry is pale, “Dumbledore just told us what’s been happening. It was awful.”

“Turns out Harry’s former friends are on a power trip,” Remus tells them what they saw. “Albus believes we traveled through a time stream and that we saw the future of what was going to happen and of what happened.”

“I am so sorry.” Willow bites her lip, “I really am.”

Remus looks over the spell again, “I don’t think you did anything wrong. When I read the spell before, the word was different. Something or someone changed it and made you send us forward in time.”

“Who?” Buffy is frowning, “Who would do something like that?”

“Death or Lady Magic,” Harry runs a hand through his hair, “If someone had all three deathly hallows, they could summon death and ask him to do that, but the Elder Wand has been destroyed, or someone made a plea to Lady Magic. But I have no idea who.”

“Or it was someone who is already dead,” Spike looks at Buffy, “My mother, she’s been dead over a century, and she went to the Power that Be and pleaded with them to help me. They did.”

Buffy wraps her arms around Spike, and he is speaking of the time when he was kidnapped by Angelus and tortured. “Anyone dead, you know who would help you?”

“My mother,” Remus looks at Harry, “I am not sure if Lily, James, or Sirius would help if it meant you being with Severus. James and Sirius hated Severus with a passion. Lily, well, she always took James’ side.”

“It was me,” Luna appears in the room, “Hermione killed me when I overheard her talking to Theo Nott and plotting.”

“Severus always thought your death was not an accident,” Harry misses his friend. “What were they plotting?”

“To frame Draco for killing Mme Bones,” Luna smiles sadly at him, “Hermione and Theo are lovers. Ron and Goyle are also lovers. There is a third side in this war that you’ve been unaware of. They have a few allies, and they are all convinced they know best.”

Remus groans, “It makes so much sense now. Theo and Goyle had too much knowledge. Draco told me Voldemort was suspicious of them.”

“You have to kill them all. They are dangerous. Just tell Voldemort they are traitors, and he will take care of them.” Luna sighs, “Ginny and Molly are after Harry’s money. Even if you and Severus bond, they will try to break you up. They believe they are owed.”

“I am sure once I tell Severus, he will gladly kill them.” Harry looks at Remus, “But I have an idea. We get everyone we want dead at Grimmauld Place, and Draco can let the Death Eaters in. I will collapse the building. Killing two birds with one stone. We already destroyed all of Voldemort’s Horcruxes. I just need to get close to him, and I can kill him.”

“Lucius will help,” Luna looks at Remus, “Narcissa has been controlling him. Kill her, and he will be indebted to you. It’s Narcissa who’s been pushing Pansy towards Draco; she is unaware that you are married. The spell the goblins did has been hiding that.”

“Luckily, Pansy is playing along. If Narcissa knew that Pansy was dating Dean Thomas, she would flip.” Remus sighs, “Sneaking around has been hard on us. I can’t wait for this war to be over.”

“Thank you, Looney,” Harry wishes he could hug her, “I will reveal the truth about your death.”

“Ready.” Willow looks at Luna, “Nice meeting you.”

“Before you, there is something else.” Luna smiles at them, “You’ll love this.”

Hermione is screaming in her cell in Azkaban. How did they find out she killed Luna? And how did they find out about her and Theo? Or Ron and Goyle? Somehow Voldemort found out, and he killed Theo, Vincent, and Gregory. Then she was arrested and thrown into Azkaban for being a Muggle-born. Luckily, Ron, Ginny, Molly, and Kingsley are still free, and they can still make their plan bear fruit. She wonders where Harry is. She hasn’t seen him in weeks.

Ginny is frowning, Harry is missing. She hasn’t seen him in weeks. She needs him and some of his hair in order to enact their plan. The bat is still here, and he doesn’t seem worried that his fucktoy is missing. Where is Harry? She looks at Ron, who is wondering the same. Now that she thinks about it, Dumbledore hasn’t been seen either. Oh well, she makes herself comfortable at Grimmauld Place and waits.

“I am sorry, my boy,” Albus and Harry have been gathering evidence for the past few months, “I wish I had seen sooner who they truly are.”

“It’s not your fault, headmaster.” Harry looks at everything they gathered, “Draco suggested letting Rita find all this and let her have her fun. Everything is backed up by evidence.”

“I think Draco is right,” Albus strokes his beard, “And I am glad I was right about him.”

“Remus killed Narcissa this morning. Lucius is free, and he is furious. He is waiting on us, and he will lock his Manor down, and Voldi won’t be able to enter again.” Harry looks up, “Thank you, Luna.”

“We are lucky, Miss Granger wrote everything down.” Albus sighs, “I can’t believe that Kingsley would side with her. Moody, I am not surprised.”

“They won’t be able to harm anyone once they’re dead.”

Hermione is raging again, all her plans have been printed in the newspaper! How do they know she had an alliance with certain Death Eaters and Ministry officials? She hopes the others have fled or they will be arrested too.

Ron looks at Kingsley, “What do you think the emergency is?” He hasn't even had his coffee yet.

“I have no idea. Albus hasn’t told me anything.” Kingsley has been busy laying the groundwork for when they take over the Ministry. It has kept him busy.

Ginny looks around Grimmauld Place, “Once I am Lady Potter, I will redecorate this place.” She has many plans for this dreadful house.

“I’ve been trying to see Hermione, but I was turned away since I am not family,” Molly huffs, “Poor girl was framed by those ugly Death Eaters.” You never know who might be listening.

“We both know we had nothing to do with Miss Lovegood’s death,” Bellatrix looks at Molly, “Hello.”

Before Molly can react, her wand flies out of her hand, “How?”

“My nephew was kind enough to let us in,” Bellatrix smirks at them, “We are going to have so much fun.”

Suddenly, the wards collapse, and the house starts to fall apart. They try to apparate out but are trapped. Debris falls on them, crushing them all.

Hermione lets out another scream of rage. Everyone is dead! By that, she means everyone who was in on their plan to change the wizarding world for the better. They planned to monitor magic and only allow certain spells to be used, and kill everyone who breaks their laws. They had it all planned out. They would kill everyone who was going to pose a problem for them. Ginny was going to use her talents and create a rift between Harry and Snape. Theo was going to kill Draco and frame Remus for it. Everything was perfectly planned out; they would kill Harry after he defeated Voldemort. What went wrong?

Voldemort is furious, his most trusted Death Eaters are dead, and he can’t enter Malfoy Manor again. He enters Nott Manor and lets out a scream of rage when he sees the floor littered with dead bodies. All of his followers are dead.

“We did it,” Harry looks at Remus, “We won.” It was easy to kill Voldemort after luring him into their trap.

“That we did,” Remus looks at the dead body of Voldemort, “What about Hermione?”

Harry smirks, “We’re going with Luna’s idea.”

“How are we going to do that?” Draco comes to stand next to his husband, “You’re bleeding.”

“Not my blood.” Remus cleans himself up and kisses Draco, “I am ready for that vacation now.”

Harry takes out his wand, “With help from our friends in the other world.” He holds out his other hand, “Ready?”

Severus takes it, “Yes, my love.” After Harry told him what was going to happen, they immediately married and bonded their souls together.

Harry mutters a spell, and a few moments later, they are at Spike’s and Buffy’s house. “Hello?”

Dawn enters the living room, she is holding a baby, “Oh, hey, you’re back, and you brought two more.” She walks closer to them, “This is Luke, he’s three months old.” She hands the baby to Harry, “I’ll call the others.”

An hour later, everyone is gathered in the living room. “We’re going to frame Hermione for Voldemort’s resurrection and Cedric’s death. Once the evidence appears, she’s going to get the kiss.”

“Or the veil,” Severus looks at Dawn, “Harry tells me you can open doors to any point in the past.”

“Yes.”

“Good, I know exactly how we are going to do it.” Severus lays out the plan, “The four of us can’t be seen. While we can use invisibility spells, Voldemort had measures against that. We need someone who is fast to get hair from Voldemort.”

“I can do that. I got vamp speed,” Spike cranks his neck, “Too bad I can’t punch him.”

“Albus told us we can’t change anything. Otherwise, we would go back and kill Voldemort before his rise to power.”

“We have enough of Hermione’s hair,” Draco puts a small box on the table, “Was easy to get.”

“Once we have Tom’s hair, we’ll travel to the graveyard where he was brought back, only an hour later, and fake everything to frame her. Harry will play his part, and Draco will pretend to be Cedric.” Severus looks at Harry, “I will then remove the memory from Harry and hand it to Mme Bones. We already have an excuse as to why Harry only remembers now.”

Buffy laughs, “I wish our plans were this thorough,” she reads his notes, “You also have contingency plans.”

“I don’t want to leave anything to chance,” Severus gives Harry a small smile, “We don’t want our children to grow up in a world of fear.”

“You’re pregnant?” Buffy looks between them, “How does the baby come out?”

“I am,” Severus chuckles, “A C-section. We forgot the contraceptive spell on our wedding night. In five months, our child will be born.”

“Congratulations,” Dawn smirks, “Get ready for some sleepless nights. Wait, how old are you?”

“Draco and I are twenty, Sev and Remus twenty-four.”

“That’s why you were laughing when you read the books,” Willow frowns, “I thought you looked young.”

Spike laughs, “You missed the most obvious. He’s not a werewolf.”

“Oh,” Willow’s eyes go wide, “Oh.”

“Wait, who overheard the prophecy?” Dawn looks at Severus, “It wasn’t you.”

“It was Nott Sr.” Draco hands her a list, “I was bored, and I wrote down all the differences.”

Dawn takes it, “Thank you,” she starts to read, “Your handwriting is very neat.”

“Is your husband here? We want to meet him too. Harry and Remus didn’t get to meet him last time.

“Wes is in LA, he’ll be back later.” Dawn smirks, “He’s looking forward to it.”

Hermione is crying and proclaiming her innocence. They think she brought Voldemort back! When they saw Harry’s memories of her bringing him back and her killing Cedric, everyone asked for her head on a platter. What was worse, her own memories showed that Harry's were true! She knows someone planted those, but no one will listen to her. She is led to the veil of Death. How did it come to this?

She is looking at the veil, a voice whispers into her ear, “They know all. They know your plans of ruling this world. They know your plans of killing Harry to get his money.”

She looks around, no one is there, “How?” She whispers.

“Luna Lovegood’s revenge.”

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Dobby likes his new master, Harry, but he does not like his friends. Dobby sees and hears all. Dobby knows that they are harming his master. Dobby knows bushy girl is making his master stupid. Dobby knows red haired girl is dosing master with mild love potions. Dobby knows weasel is stealing from Harry. He knows they are false. He needs to save his master.

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Dobby catches the rat and hands it over to Bonsie. Bonsie was really happy and gave Dobby a beanie hat.

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Dobby doesn’t like doggy man; he’s filling his master’s head with hatred. Dobby likes wolfy man, he is good. Dobby needs to talk to his master.

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Dobby prevented the bad man from entering his master’s name into the cup. Dobby is pleased with himself. Dobby makes sure to expose the bad man. Bonsie will be happy again, and his master is safe.

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Dobby is scared for his master, Dobby trusts Snapey, and he knows they have to do this to remove the bad soul from his master. Dobby is relieved when his master is fine.

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Dobby has been keeping an eye on master’s former friends. He overhears their plans and is mad. He needs help.

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Kreacher agrees to help Dobby, his new master has helped him keep his promise to master Regulus. Kreacher also knows shrieking red hairy woman is stealing from his home. He’s caught her a few times and got everything back. They both agree that their master needs a purge.

Dobby and Kreacher are watching from the shadows, their master was smart and had protection against them, he is yelling at his former friends. Kreacher is happy when their master orders him to ban them from his home.

Dobby doesn’t think this is enough. Dobby knows they broke the law. Stealing is bad. Dobby quietly leaves and goes to visit Bonsie.

Dobby is happy, his master is happy. His false friends were punished, and his master now has real friends.

Kreacher is happy, he made his master Reggie proud when he helped defeat Voldemort.

Dobby and Kreacher are looking after the master's children, they have their father's black hair but their master’s green eyes.

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Harry is in the Room of Requirement. He needs a break from everything. Ron still isn’t speaking to him and accusing him of entering his name in the goblet of fire. Ron has called him a traitor and a glory seeker. Hermione keeps looking at him like he will break any moment and blow up. It also feels like the whole school is against him, thinking him a cheater. So far, the Slytherins have been quiet, but he doesn’t trust the quiet; they must be up to something. He is sorting through some knick-knacks when he grabs an orb, and suddenly he is pulled into the orb and spat back out. He groans when he lands on his face. He gets up and looks around. He isn’t at Hogwarts anymore.

“Come out with your hands up.”

Harry startles when he hears the voice. He sees a door open and walks towards it, his hands in the air.

“What the fuck?”

Harry looks at the person who is pointing their wand at him, “Uh, hey.”

“How did you get here?”

“There was this orb. I touched it, and it brought me here.” Harry looks at an older version of himself. This Harry looks unkempt, ragged, he smells like booze, and like he hasn’t showered in days. He notices that an arm is missing and that he is limping.

Older Harry walks into the room and levitates the orb out, “This will bring you back to your timeline once it is recharged. I know one like this was at Hogwarts, but it was destroyed in the war.” He looks at his younger counterpart, and he looks unburdened by the war, by the truth that is yet to come out. “What year are you in?”

“Fourth. I have to compete in the Triwizard Tournament. Someone put my name into the goblet. The champions were chosen last week.” Harry sits down, “Are you my future?” He is wary of his older self, “Do you know who?”

Older Harry runs some scans, “Yes. You are me, and I am you.” He sits down, “And I know who.”

Harry scoots back when the light reveals that the half-older Harry’s left face is missing .“What happened to you?”

Older Harry lets out a bitter laugh, “Life happened to me.” He points at his face, “This happened to me when I burned the Burrow down with everyone who was left inside. Used fiendfyre, and a spark caught my face. Was able to stop it from spreading.” He points to his missing arm, “Happened when I waltzed into Azkaban to kill several prisoners.” He knocks on his hollow leg, “Got hit by a car in the Muggle world.”

“Why would you kill the Weasleys? They are nice people!” Harry doesn’t understand, “Why did you kill prisoners?” He is so confused.

“Oh, how naive and foolish I was at your age. We were so starved for kindness and friendship, we latched onto the first people who showed us that. We never questioned anything and just took anything at face value.” Older Harry looks into his younger self’s eyes, “Tell me. Has Draco approached you yet and offered you his hand in friendship again?”

“No, the Slytherins have been too quiet. I don’t trust them.” Like he’s ever going to be friends with Malfoy.

“Why don’t you trust them? Because Ron, Hermione, Dumbledore, and everyone else have been telling you that you can’t?” Harry huffs, “Slytherins are so evil. Yet it was Gryffindors who committed the worst crimes. Peter betrayed my parents and sold them out to Voldemort. The good guys aren’t the saints you believe them to be.”

Harry opens and closes his mouth.

The older Harry shakes his head, “They have been nothing but honest with you. The reason they bully you is that Ron bullies them when you are not around, and since you are friends with him, they think he does it on your orders. Like Sirius did on James’. They call you a blood traitor because you are. And not because you are a half-blood, but because you disregard their ways. Your heritage. Tell me, what do you know about Lady Magic? Magical rituals? Nothing. What you don’t know could fill several books.” He lets out a self-deprecating snort, “I learned all of it when it was already too late. They made sure to keep me ignorant and only feed me what they wanted me to know.” He gets up and returns a few minutes later, “I know you won’t believe me without evidence,” he lets a few folders drop on the table. “Read and weep, you silly, naive boy.” He turns around and goes into his bedroom. Seeing this young version of himself brought back some painful memories.

Harry looks at the folder, he opens it, and the first thing he sees is an inheritance test done in 2005. He reads it and his eyes go wide, this cannot be! He quickly grabs the next paper, which is a document declaring him an adult since he had to compete in the tournament. He reads a note saying that Mr. Potter failed to show up at Gringotts after numerous attempts were made to reach him. Harry frowns; he received no mail from them. He looks through the deeds for the Potter and Black properties he owns. He never knew he had all this. His eyes go wide when he sees the total balance of his fortune. The next folder has Ron’s name on it; he takes it, and as he keeps reading, anger takes him over. He reads about Hermione, Ginny, Molly, Kingsley, Moody, and Sirius. He pushes everything away, and he gets up and runs outside. He breaks down in tears.

Older Harry finds his younger self, hours later, “It’s all true. They were paid to be my friends, and Ginny was selected to be my wife. Dumbledore made use of my money and greased the wheels for his future.” He sits down next to him, “I found out by accident.” He takes a sip of vodka, “Everything about my life was planned.”

“Is that why you killed them all?” Harry is hugging his knees, “Who did you kill in Azkaban?”

“Yes. I killed Fudge, Mme Bones, Sirius, and Tonks. Everyone who was a culprit or a conspirator. Fudge turned a blind eye or accepted bribes. Mme Bones, too, but only after Voldemort came back. Before I burned the Burrow down, I killed Fleur, Bill, and their children. I sent their hearts to Molly,” he laughs, “I heard her scream from miles away. I had my fun with some of them before I ended their pathetic lives.”

“What did you do to them?” Harry is scared of this older version. He can feel the dark power coming from him.

“Do you really want to know?”

Harry nods, “Yes.” He needs to know what kind of darkness he is capable of.

“I laid a trap for Ron. He thought he was uncovering a secret Death Eater hideout, but I was waiting for him. You see, Ron made it his mission to exterminate all Death Eaters. You know Ron hates spiders. I put him into a coffin with spiders and let him suffer for days. He was crying like a baby and calling for his mummy to save him. Afterwards, I let him out and delivered him to Bellatrix Lestrange, who was in hiding. She tortured him for weeks, and when she was done with him, I took him to the Chamber of Secrets, and I made him confess everything. For every lie he told me over the years, for every time he used me, I broke a bone in his body. When I was done with him, his bones were shattered to pieces, and since I used a dark curse, his bones couldn’t be mended. He was forced to use a wheelchair, and he had to be fed magically. Of course, everyone tried to find out what happened to him, but I obliviated him. I also put a trigger into his mind. Every time he thought about me or what he did to me, a spider would attack him, and he would have a seizure.”

Older Harry stretches his legs, “Hermione wanted to be Minister of Magic, being hailed as one of the golden trio opened a lot of doors for her. She was working at the Ministry when I found out. The first thing I did was make sure she got fired. I cast a spell on her that was undetectable, and she insulted the head of the ICW. I made her tell her truth, how she sees the world. She managed to insult a whole country when she called him a child eating barbaric. After she was fired, she tried to get back in because she thought she was unjustly fired, and she researched. I had all the books attack her and eat her flesh. She developed a fear of books, and she blamed Draco for her misfortune. She went after him hard,” he smirks, “I faked some evidence that made it look like Draco, so she would believe she was right.” He laughs, “Draco destroyed her in court. He brought up all her sins. She had her wand snapped, magic bound, and was expelled from the magical world. She was allowed to retain her memories. She had to move in with her parents, and one day, I followed her and used compulsions on her as she did on me. I made her attack people, and when the coppers arrived, I made her attack them too. She was shot.”

Harry shudders, “Are you a Dark Lord?” His olderself’s voice is so cold and emotionless.

“Yes.” Older Harry is not sparing his younger self; he needs to know the truth. “This is what they made me.”

“Oh.”

“For Ginny, I had something special planned. I kidnapped her, and then I hired guys to rape her. She fell pregnant, and I ripped the child out of her womb. I healed her and hired more guys, then I sold her to a group of masochists to be raped, tortured, abused, and used. After a few years, I picked her up and I took her to a filthy brothel and passed her around. She was riddled with diseases after we left. I brought her back to the wizarding world and made her sell her body. She infected the people she fucked with her diseases. Some of them died, and when they found out it was Ginny, they forcefully removed her from the Burrow and killed her.” He looks at his younger self, “She raped me then obliviated me, and only after she was satisfied, she let me think our first time was perfect.”

“How did she rape you when you wanted to have sex with her?” Harry is confused by this.

“Because she used a love and lust potion attuned to her as well as compulsions. I didn’t have a choice. I was made to want to have sex with her.” Older Harry looks at him expectantly, “You also saw why on the inheritance test.”

“Oh,” Harry hugs himself, “I don’t want that to happen to me.” He would rather not think about what he saw on that.

Older Harry says nothing to that, “I also killed all the other Weasley children and sent their hearts to Molly. I don’t know if she noticed that each heart had a message for her. I wanted her to lose everything she loved, and she loves her family above all else. I thought she cared about me, but all she cared about was my money. Then I made sure Arthur knew the truth, but it turned out he knew all along and went along with everything. So I made sure everyone was at the Burrow, and then I told them that I knew and that this was my revenge.” The look on their faces was hilarious.” He sighs, “I simply killed those in Azkaban, I was almost caught on my way out.”

“What year is this and how old are you?” Harry is afraid of the answer.

“It’s 2025 and I am forty-five years old. We are at a Potter Cabin in Brazil. After I got my revenge, I left Britain.” Older Harry yawns, “Haven’t been back there.”

“Do they know it was you? I mean other people?” Harry wonders how he got away with everything.

“Draco does, he helped me. He is the current Minister. He is the reason I was able to get into Azkaban.” Older Harry looks at the sky, “He wanted revenge too, Ron and Kingsley killed his parents and sister after they gave themselves up.” He lets out a long sigh, “He and Remus were lovers, Tonks was jealous and wanted Remus for herself. She tried to kill Draco but killed Remus instead. That is what landed her in Azkaban. Sirius was arrested for the attempted murder of the Supreme Mugwump. He thought I was impersonating him. Fudge was arrested for corruption.” He lets out a bitter laugh, “Of course, the puppet master behind it all was already dead, but I made sure to ruin his reputation.”

“Dumbledore,” Harry’s been reading his name in every folder he read.

“Yes. That man is hiding behind his grandfatherly persona while he plans people’s lives in his private time.” Harry summons a book, “Only good true thing Rita ever wrote.”

Harry reads the back cover, “I never have questioned him before, you know. He’s Albus Dumbledore, so I trusted him.” He sighs, “You asked me earlier if Draco approached me. Why?”

“Because turning down his offer of friendship sealed my fate. It was a test by Lady Magic to see if I had grown up or learned anything. When I declined Draco’s offer, the path of becoming a Dark Lord was set.” Older Harry starts to cry, “It started with Severus dying in the graveyard, Voldemort was brought back. At the time, I didn’t know how important he was going to be to me.”

“Voldemort, did you kill him?” Harry isn’t ready to tackle that.

“No. Voldemort is still alive.” Older Harry gets up, “Follow me. Time for you to learn about your scar and the secrets Dumbledore kept.” He leads him into the library, “The scar you have is a Horcrux. A soul piece of Voldemort lives in you.” He points to his own scar, “Voldemort removed it and reabsorbed it. It’s faded now.”

“You made a deal with him!”

“Yes. After I found out the truth, I sought him out and told him what I learned. We made a vow not go after each other.” He shows his counterpart some newspapers, “Dumbledore died in 1996. He put on a ring with a curse, and the curse killed him. Albus thought the ring was a Horcrux, Voldemort created seven, and me, that was unintentional. Dumbledore left me notes, and I started to hunt the Horcruxes, but I never found any of them. Turns out Voldemort called them back to him, and he was sane again. After Dumbledore died, Voldemort took over Hogwarts, and a lot of people, myself included, went into hiding.”

“Why was Bellatrix hiding? She is still in Azkaban.” Harry can’t believe that Harry made a deal with Voldemort.

“He broke his Death Eaters out in my fifth year. Bella almost got caught in 2006 and had to lie low. Anyway, Lucius became Minister, and they went hard against mudbloods and traitors. Britain became a dictatorship. Lucius was killed by Arthur Weasley, and then Draco became Minister.” Older Harry lets out a bitter laugh, “I told you I found out by accident. I was looking through Reggie’s things when I touched a feather. It pushed me out of my body, and I was a ghost no one could see. I was floating from room to room when I overheard Ginny, Sirius, and Hermione talking about me. Ginny was pregnant with our daughter, but she had an abortion because it was a girl. She wanted a boy because she needed a male heir to keep her hands on the fortune. She also complained that without potions, I couldn’t get it up. Then Hermione said it was because of the broken bond. I had no idea what she was talking about, and then Sirius said that they made sure my bond with Severus was broken and that I would suffer no consequences. Then he asked if Hermione was any closer to bonding my soul to Ginny’s.”

“What did you do?” Harry has trouble believing Sirius would do something like that.

“I talked to Kreacher, the Black house-elf, and he told me about soulbonds and such. He also took me to a secret meeting at Gringotts, where I got the test.” Older Harry opens his shirt and shows him a scar above his heart, “You were told you got this as a baby. Truth is, it was your soulmark that was burned away with a spell. Once I was at Gringotts, I got a purge and learned the whole truth. The goblins had been sitting on the information for years; they were just waiting for me to come to them. After that, I reached out to Voldemort and started to plot my revenge.”

“You said Snape was important. How?”

“The prophecy about Voldemort and me, it talked about a power he knows not. That power would have been soul magic.” Older Harry huffs bitterly, “The soul magic we could have practiced would have been able to kill Voldemort using the horcrux inside me.”

Harry never heard of soul magic before. “Don’t you care what happens to the people who are left in Britain?”

“No.” Older Harry looks at younger Harry, “They don’t care about you. They just care enough to let you fight a war for them. They prefer to sit on their asses and judge you whilst doing nothing to aid you.”

“I am going to change things!” Harry doesn’t want to turn into this version: “I’m going to talk to Snape.”

“You won’t remember any of this.” Older Harry frowns, “I don’t remember this, and I am you.” He laughs bitterly, “You are destined to become me. Take a good look, this will be you in the future.”

“I won’t accept that!” Harry gets up, “I will not become a hollow, bitter version like you!”

“You are deluding yourself if you think you can change the future.” Older Harry watches his younger self walk off. He walks into his bedroom and looks at the Deathly Hallows. He had hoped to summon Death and fix this, but it was just a story after all. He opens another bottle of vodka and drinks it.

Harry is turning around on the couch. He refuses to believe that he can’t change things! He will! He gets up and walks into the kitchen. He looks at the orb, which is glowing, and suddenly he is sucked in again.

The older Harry was watching from the shadows, “Good luck.”

Harry groans, his head is hurting. He gets up from the floor and wonders how he got here. He remembers looking for a quiet place. He is looking through his pockets when he removes a cut-out article. He reads it and frowns; it’s from 1999. Suddenly, an image flashes in his mind, and he remembers. He quickly leaves the room of requirement and runs into Draco, “Sorry.”

“Potter,” Draco takes a step back, “I’ve been looking for you.” He takes a deep breath, “Look, we got off on the wrong foot, and unlike everybody else, I and many in my house don’t believe you put your name into the goblet. So,” he holds out his hand, “Fresh start as friends?”

Harry shakes it, “Yes,” he drags Draco behind him, “I need to talk to Snape. You’ll need to hear it too.” They make their way to the dungeons, and Harry knocks on the door.

Severus opens it and is surprised to see Potter and Malfoy. He raises his eyebrow at the clasped hands, “Yes?”

“Can we come in?” Harry realises he was still holding Draco’s hand, “Sorry. I have a story to tell.”

“Fine,” Severus lets them in, “What story might that be?”

Harry shows them the article, “So I was sent to the future.” He explains about the orb and meeting his older version.

Draco and Severus read the article, “Muggle registration act a success.” Draco looks up, “It says here that my father became Minister.”

Severus looks at Potter, “The future?”

“Yes,” Harry opens his shirt and shows Snape his scar, “You have the same.”

Severus’ eyes narrow, “How do you know that?”

“Because we are soulmates,” Harry sees the suspicion in Snape’s eyes, “Watch my memories.”

Severus takes out his wand, “May I?” Harry nods, and Severus takes them. He places them in the pensive, and together with his two students, they dive in. They are ejected some time later, “I believe you.” Severus puts his hands on Harry’s shoulders, “The reason you remembered is that you brought something back with you from the future. Otherwise, you would not have remembered.”

“I remember being angry and putting it in my pocket. I really didn’t like that Harry. He was bitter and cold-hearted. I want to avoid becoming him.” Harry feels warmth spread through him as Snape touches him.

“You’re already here, that is a big change.” Draco looks between them, “I think you should kiss. If you are soulmates, a kiss should restart your bond.”

“Or we could have sex?” Harry blushes, “I wouldn’t mind that.” Harry frowns, “Wait! Why am I suddenly interested in my own gender?”

Severus raises an eyebrow, “I think we should talk to the goblins first. And I believe your older version gave you a magical purge.”

“I’ll tell Remus to meet us there,” Draco blushes, “We’ve been in contact, he’s been trying to help me and mother find a way to get away from my father.” He sighs, “I am not surprised my older self threw his lot in with them after the so-called good guys killed his lover.”

“I do hope you are not lovers yet,” Severus looks at Draco, “And I wish you had come to me.”

“I don’t know if I could trust you,” Draco looks down, “Father made me believe you would side with him.”

“I have a role to play, Draco,” he looks at Harry, “A role which made me bully and verbally abuse one of my students. I am sorry for that.”

“I know,” Harry takes a deep breath, “Can we go to Gringotts now?” The sooner this is done, the better.

“You’ll have to bond. The sooner the better,” Griphook looks at the pair, “I am afraid the spell that was used on you, enabled Voldemort to create a living horcrux in you. Your soul was already weakened and couldn’t fight his soul piece off.”

“Oh,” Harry sags in his chair, “If the bond wasn’t broken...”

“Voldemort’s soul piece would have died in that room.

Remus puts a hand on Harry’s shoulder, “I am sorry.”

“Not your fault,” Harry looks at Griphook, “Sirius, can he be arrested for this?”

“We’ll have to check the laws,” Griphook hands Harry a ring, “Your Lordship ring. It will protect you against most spells and potions.”

Harry puts it on, he looks at Severus and blushes. This means they’ll have to have sex.

Remus clears his throat, “Who is Harry’s magical guardian?”

“You are.”

Remus curses.

Harry is waking up. He lets out a contented sigh, “I can feel you staring at me.”

Severus looks at his bedmate, “You are a beautiful sight,” he kisses Harry’s neck, “How do you feel?”

“A bit sore but great,” Harry turns around, “You?”

“Sore,” he kisses Harry, “I can still feel you inside me.” He pushes their groins together, and it doesn’t take long for them to climax and spill over each other. “How is your head?”

“Quiet,” Harry kisses Severus’ jaw, “I don’t feel this streak of anger running through me.” They got rid of his Horcrux yesterday evening. It was a painful battle inside his mind, but he and Sev beat Voldemort and destroyed the Horcrux. Their souls were more powerful than Voldemort’s.

“I am glad,” Severus kisses the now faded scar, “The first task is next week. It’s dragons, you will have to retrieve an egg.” He wants Harry to win this, and he will help him achieve victory.

“Do dragons speak Parseltongue?” Harry wiggles closer to Severus, “Want to stay here. I feel exhausted.”

“I believe so, yes.” Severus kisses his ear, “It’s Sunday, so you can stay.”

“I will simply talk to them. If that doesn’t work, I’ll figure something out.” Harry kisses Severus’ chest when his stomach grumbles.

Severus gets up, “What are you going to do about Granger and Weasley?” He gets dressed and asks Dobby to bring them breakfast.

Harry smirks, “Hermione used a time turner last year. They are illegal. I am sure someone will do something with that information.”

“That is how she attended all the classes,” Severus smirks too, “She will be expelled for this. It is cheating, and it states clearly in the Hogwarts charter that cheating means expulsion. I know you hate Lucius, but we will need his influence and power on this. He is back on the board of governors, and he will make sure she pays for her actions.”

“Okay,” Harry gets up too, “Ron, I will wait until he approaches me.”

“By now, Draco has informed the others of your acceptance of friendship. You’ll find a safe place here.”

Harry kisses him, “Thank you.” He digs in, “Can we have sex again?”

“Have you finished your homework?”

“Yes.”

“Then yes.”

Hermione is facing the board, she can’t believe she has to justify herself to them for being a good student, “You are just jealous that I am smarter than you and that I was able to take many classes last year and not fail any of them.”

“Miss Granger, we are here today because you cheated. You used a time turner to attend all your classes, and that is cheating.” Lucius is loving this: “What assurances do we have that you did not go back in time and change your homework after you got a bad mark or retook a test?”

“I would never!” Hermione is outraged, “You are prosecuting me because I am a Muggleborn!”

“Spare me,” Augusta looks down at her, “This has nothing to do with your blood status. It says in the charter that using a time turner is considered cheating.”

“The headmaster gave it to me! I had permission, and Professor McGonagall knew too!” She isn’t in the wrong!

“Be that as it may, but the headmaster had no permission from the Ministry to give you a time turner. Everything was done illegally.” Lucius' eyes gleam, “I vote for immediate expulsion from Hogwarts.”

“You can’t do that! I didn’t cheat!” Hermione turns to Lady Longbottom, “You can ask Neville how smart I am!”

“Speaking of my grandson, he told me it was you who stunned him in his first year. You never apologized for assaulting him!” Augusta sneers, “Do you think because you are a muggleborn the rules of our society don’t apply to you?”

“Miss Granger also illegally brewed polyjuice potion in her second year with ingredients she stole from Master Snape.” Lucius smirks, “The ghosts love to talk. Especially Myrtle.”

“I second the motion to have her expelled.” Lady Longbottom looks down at her, “And you are not as bright as you think you are. Books don’t have all the answers.”

“Now, now, now,” Albus gets up, “I am sure this is all a small misunderstanding. Hermione is the brightest witch of our age, and I am sure we can clear this matter up. She didn’t use the time turner to cheat. Simply to attend more classes.” Albus has been silent until now; he will smooth this over.

“Which is cheating. Why should she have the means to better her education and not others? This just shows your bias,” Lord Greengrass shakes his head, “I am sure you wouldn’t have extended the same means to any other student from any other house.” He sees several nods, “And as it stands, you also had no permission.”

“I am sure the paperwork was just lost,” Albus' eyes twinkle, “Wouldn’t be the first time.” He will make sure it miraculously appears.

The doors burst open, Fudge enters with two Aurors, “Hermione Granger, you are under arrest for breaking out Sirius Black and facilitating his escape.” Fudge can’t believe his luck.

“Excuse me?” Albus wants to know why he wasn’t warned about this: “Miss Granger did no such thing!”

“We caught Sirius Black earlier this morning. We watched his memories, and we saw Miss Granger breaking him out, and he escaped on the hippogriff that was supposed to die.”

“Harry was there!” Hermione won’t go down alone for this!

“We know. We watched his memories, and we saw how you forced him to use the time turner with you to go back in time.”

“Forced?” Hermione huffs, “We saved an innocent man!”

“We saw you use a compulsion on him. Mr. Potter was not happy when he learned of that. He’s been wondering if you have used compulsion on him in the past.” Fudge is happy, “You’ll be in a cell next to Mr. Black.” He looks at Albus, “We arrested Barty Crouch Jr this morning. Funny how the wards at Hogwarts did not alert you that an imposter was at the school. And Alastor is curious how you did not realise it was not him!”

Albus swallows hard.

“Father told me Albus has been trying to get Black released since it was the rat who killed those muggles and not him.” Draco sits down next to Harry, “My father is happy, which is weird. He is rarely happy.”

“Sirius won’t ever be let free,” Harry hands him his homework to look over, “Fudge and Mme Bones know about the soulbond and what he and the others tried to do.”

“You got lucky, you know that, right?” Draco yawns, “Are you going to stay with Uncle Sev tonight?”

“I know,” Harry puts his homework away, “Yes. We’re practicing spells for the task, and then we’ll shag.”

Draco groans, “I don’t need to know that. But Uncle Sev is happier since you started shagging. He smiles more.”

“Once you and Rem start shagging, you’ll be happier too.” Harry smirks and gets up, “Toodles.”

Harry is facing the dragon, “Hello. My name is Harry Snape. The golden egg is a fake, and I am meant to retrieve it.”

The dragon regards Harry, then takes a sniff, “You can take it. Your soulmate came to visit us. He was nice and fed us properly. He talked about you; he cares for you a great deal.”

“Thank you,” Harry approaches the egg and takes it. “Do you have a name?”

“Glinda.”

“I will come and visit before you leave, Glinda.” Harry walks back and holds the egg in the air. The Slytherins are clapping and cheering him on. He sees Ron approach him but turns his back on him and joins the Slytherins.

“That was easy,” Pansy and Daphne hoist him up on the shoulders. Pansy pats his knee, “I am still waiting for you to have your own army of snakes.”

Harry winks at Severus, “Don’t I already?”

“Touché.”

Later that night, Ron approaches him in the Gryffindor common room, “That was mental.”

“Hm.” Harry goes over his homework. Just because he is a champion doesn’t mean he is exempt from doing his schoolwork.

“Must be mental to put your name into the goblet.” Ron fidgets, “You didn’t put your name in.”

“No. Something I’ve been telling you for weeks.”

“Well, sorry. We can be friends again, and you can stop spending time with those evil snakes. Bet one of them put your name in it.” Ron smiles, “So, have you opened the egg?”

“Nope, I like my new friends. They certainly don’t accuse me of being an attention and glory whore.” Harry gets up, “And they don’t want to be my friends to share my glory. That’s why you are here, aren’t you? Now that you saw me succeed and people cheering for me, you want to share in that.”

Ron opens and closes his mouth, Harry shakes his head, and leaves. He has a potions master to shag.

Ron is jealous. Harry should have accepted him back! Instead Harry is hanging out with Neville, Seamus, and Dean, not to mention those evil snakes. He approaches them and sits down.

Harry rolls his eyes, he gets up, and the others do too and follow him. He looks back and sees Ron sitting alone in the Great Hall. He gets mad when he sees his brothers join Harry and his new friends.

Harry looks up from his homework, “I don’t want to go to the Yule Ball. I want to take you, but I know I can’t.”

“I can give you a potion that makes you sick,” Severus gets up and massages Harry’s shoulders, “You would be bedridden for two days.”

“Yes.” Harry moans, “Feels good.”

“I will also give Draco the potion. Pansy has been after him.” Severus sees the tent in Harry’s trousers, “Bedroom.” He takes Harry’s hand in his, “And we could go together, but it would lead to too many questions.”

Several hours later, they are lying naked in bed, “Do you regret that we didn’t have time to build a friendship first and had to have sex to complete the bond?”

“Do I wish that things had been different? I do,” Severus looks down at Harry, “I wish you were a bit older. It helps that you are legally considered an adult, but you are still only fourteen.” He kisses him, “Then again, what does it say about me that I didn’t fight this? That I took you to bed regardless?”

“Because it was necessary to defeat Voldemort before he became corporeal,” Harry traces Severus’ soulmark, which is now visible again, “Blame those who tried to break our bond and hide it from us. If it weren’t for their meddling, I wouldn’t have your cum leaking out of me right now.”

Severus laughs, “I bet your parents didn’t imagine this for you when they did break the bond with Albus and Sirius’ help,” he leans down and kisses the rose mark on Harry’s skin. “I believe if they had fully succeeded, we both wouldn’t have had a scar. Something went wrong.” He kisses Harry’s throat, “And you love being full of me.” He nibbles on the underside of his jaw, “And it’s not like we only have sex. We have private dates, and we talk. Couples stuff, as you call it.”

“I was drawn to you,” Harry blushes, “I fought it, didn’t want to be drawn to you. I hated you.”

“It was the bond, whatever was left of it, trying to push us together. I thought it was because of my vow,” Severus cards his hand through Harry’s hair, “I want to kill your uncle and aunt.”

Harry is silent for a long time. “Is this because of what happened to the other Harry?”

“Yes, and because it means that it would happen to you too if you were to go back this summer,” he tugs on Harry’s hair, “I am many things, murderer, torturer, but there is a line I will never cross, and that is rape.”

“Okay,” Harry takes a deep breath, “What about Dudley?”

“The state can take care of him,” Severus kisses him, “Thank you.”

“You know what you can do? To thank me?”

“Hm?”

“Suck my cock.” Harry moans loudly when Severus swallows him whole.

“You made half the school sick,” Harry sits down next to his lover, “Ginny was complaining that she missed the dance.”

“It was not half the school. It was only a handful,” Severus hands Harry a potion, “Pepper-up. And Miss Weasley can complain all she wants, I did Mister Longbottom a favor. He even thanked me.”

“I heard Ron made a fool out of himself,” Harry snickers, “He tried to ask Fleur to dance with him, but he stepped on her toes, and when he took a step back, he collided with Cedric, who spilled his glass over Cho’s dress.”

“Hm,” Severus kisses the side of Harry’s head, “Albus and Minerva are not happy that you spent so much time with my snakes. She is going to talk to you.”

Harry groans, “Great.” He eyes the egg, “So, any idea how I can breathe underwater for an hour?”

“Gillyweed, but I suggest you use a bubble head charm. I will teach you.”

“When will we get a new DADA teacher?” Harry starts his homework, “Draco told me the board will hire one.”

“Soon,” Severus starts his work, “I am taking you out later. I found a nice place for a date.”

“I can’t wait until we can go out in public. I want to show you off,” Harry hums, “I wish we could help Narcissa.”

“Me too. At least Draco is safe here at Hogwarts.”

“You wanted to see me, Professor?” Harry enters McGongall’s office and sits down.

“Yes. It has come to my attention that you are spending too much time with the Slytherins and shunning your house and friends.”

“You mean Ron came to you to complain that I have made friends with others who are not him and that he is unhappy.” Harry raises an eyebrow, “Funny that Neville, Lavender, and the others don’t have a problem with me spending time with students from other houses. They even join me. Neville and Pansy have struck up a friendship.”

“Harry, you need to be careful. They are the children of Death Eaters. After the mark was displayed at the World Cup, you need to be extra careful. They are only your friends because they want something from you. I care about you, and you’re making a mistake.”

“Really? Now you suddenly care about my safety? And since when are children copies of their parents? And it was a house-elf who cast the dark mark. Something which I was almost framed for.” He takes a deep breath, “Are you forbidding me from being friends with them?”

Minerva nods, “I do. It’s for your own good. Ron is your true friend. After we lost Hermione, Ron needs you.”

“I see,” Harry gets up, “If that is all, Professor?”

“You may go.”

Later that evening, Harry is ranting to Draco and Luna, “I can’t believe her.” Something in his mind clicks, “Wait, Luna, are you Draco’s sister?”

“Yes.”

“Huh?”

Draco chuckles and explains everything to Harry.

“Minerva McGonagall, who do you think you are, that you can forbid a student to make friends with other houses?” Lucius was appalled when Potter told him that.

“It’s for his own good,” Minerva glares at Lucius, “You can’t tell me that you don’t have an ulterior motive.”

“My son reached out to Harry on his own. I wasn’t even aware they were friends until the first task. I find it admirable that the students are looking for unity instead of strife, as it was in the past. Isn’t that what you’re preaching? You should be happy, but clearly you are not.” Lucius looks at her, “Mr. Potter also told us how you turned him and the others down when they came to you to help in the first year.”

“My grandson also told me how you didn’t reprimand Granger for attacking him. Because it was an attack.” Augusta was surprised to learn what Minerva had been letting go of or turning a blind eye to.

“She didn’t attack him,” Minerva looks at Augusta, “He was fine. Neville wasn’t injured.”

“But it was fine for three students to risk their lives because their teacher couldn’t be bothered to investigate and take them seriously?” Lucius eyes her coldly, “They could have died. And how about the fact that Ginny Weasley suffered no repercussions for her actions in her first year? She opened the Chamber of Secrets and let a monster loose. I know she was possessed, but still, she should have told someone about the diary. If I had known what it was, I never would have given it to her by accident.”

“Don’t waste your breath, Lucius. Gryffindors can do no wrong. I vote for her to be removed from Hogwarts. She is clearly inept.”

“She is still a good teacher,” Lucius nods at Lord Greengrass, “I vote for her to be removed as head of house. I vote for Remus Lupin to be reinstated as DADA teacher and head of Gryffindor house. My son and his classmates told me he was an excellent teacher.”

“But he’s a werewolf!”

“Funny that you didn’t seem to have a problem with Albus hiring me last year, but now you do.” Remus shows himself, “I would like to add that she turned a blind eye to the bullying James Potter and Sirius Black did back when we went to school. I also saw how unfair she was last year.” Remus tells them everything, “And I have a house-elf making sure I am taking my potion, if that is your concern.”

Everyone has left, Lucius is alone with Remus, “Let me make one thing clear, I don’t like you, and if it were solely up to you would have been put down years ago. But I am giving you a job because I was telling the truth, the students all said you were the best DADA teacher they had.” He leans closer, “One toe out of line and you’re done.”

“I just want to do my job,” Remus nods at Lucius, “Good day.” He knows that Lucius will ask Draco to keep tabs on him. They are lucky that Lucius hasn’t figured out yet that Draco and Narcissa have been trying to get away from him.

“I’m glad Draco was the one I had to save,” Harry lies down on the couch, “I would have left Ron there.”

“I am glad it wasn’t me,” Severus runs a hand up and down Harry’s back, “That would have led to some questions we are not ready to answer yet.” He kisses his shoulder, “I am proud of you.”

“Can I tell Remus? About the thing?” Harry loves those moments between them.

“I believe he suspects. It is best if we tell him together.” Severus kisses him, “When do you want to reveal that Voldemort is dead?”

“When Dumbledore makes noise that he will be back or is back,” Harry sighs, “What happened to Pettigrew?”

“I made sure he was stuck in his rat form and let him loose in a zoo. He was trampled by a rhinoceros.” Severus puts up some wards to make sure they are not disturbed. “I bought a beanie for Dobby as a thank you for catching the rat.”

“He’s gonna cry.” Dobby always cries when he receives gifts.

“I have no doubt.”

“Sev?”

“Yes?”

“Can I fuck you?”

“Thought you’d never ask.” Severus walks to their bedroom, shedding his clothes along the way.

Ron is hitting Draco, “You did something to him, you slimy snake!” He punches Draco in the face, breaking his nose, and he kicks him in the stomach, breaking his ribs. He stomps on Draco’s face, breaking his jaw, “Harry never would turn his back on me! You put him under some spell!” He kicks Draco again, “I hate you, you Death Eater scum.” He kicks him in the head, “You should die!” He goes to kick him again when he is frozen.

Remus is furious. He kneels down and checks on Draco. He curses when he realizes Draco’s been rendered immobile, preventing him from fighting back.

Poppy kneels down next to him and runs a scan, “We need to get him to St. Mungos. He has a punctured lung and a cracked skull.” She still doesn’t know how she got here.

Remus looks at Ron, “Five hundred points from Gryffindor, and you are hereby suspended. If it were within my power to expel you, I would.” He looks at Dobby, “Inform Severus and Lucius what happened.” Remus and Poppy stabilize Draco and take him to the hospital.

Lucius is looking down at his son an hour later, “I am going to press charges against Ron Weasley.”

“You can have my memories.” Remus is still mad, “Draco was waiting for me when he was attacked. He was going to hand me the papers you sent for me. Dobby came to get me.”

“That seems so inconsequential now,” Lucius nods when Narcissa enters, “Good, you’re here. I will be heading to the Ministry.”

Narcissa waits until Lucius is gone, and she turns to Lupin, “How bad is it, Remus?”

“Punctured lung, broken and bruised ribs, broken jaw, broken nose, bruises, and some mild internal bleeding. He also has a concussion and a cracked skull.” Remus looks gravely at her, “Ron used immobulus on him before he attacked. Draco was defenseless. ”

“Lucius is going to demand the kiss.” She looks at the wolf, “And how are you?”

“Mad, I wanted to kill Ron.” Remus sighs, “I hate that we still need Lucius. The whole time we were here, he was talking about dealing with Ron and the Weasleys. He never once asked how Draco was or if he was fine.”

“That sadly is how it always has been. Lucius is proud of Draco for befriending Harry. All he sees is the potential to use Harry in the future. Not once did it enter his mind that Draco genuinely wants to be friends with Harry.” Narcissa winces when she sits down, “I am fine, Remus.”

“I will need to read the Black books; maybe there is something in there to help both of you.” He hands her a salve, “I was going to have Dobby bring you this. Severus made it.”

“Thank you,” she squeezes his hand, “I can take whatever Lucius does to me.”

“You shouldn’t have to,” Remus kisses Draco’s hand, “If I ever catch Lucius hitting you or Draco, I’ll kill him.”

Albus is furious. Ron was expelled and is now in Azkaban for attempted murder. Lucius wanted the kiss, but Ron got fifty years instead. Minerva was forced to retire when students came forth with more complaints about her, and when Lucius learned that she overheard Ron making threats and did nothing, he pressed charges against her. Hermione’s gone too; she’s been expelled from the magical world and had her memories erased and magic bound. Luckily, Albus was able to talk his way out of charges against him. Worse, Harry is friendly with those snakes. Severus told him there are no ulterior motives. Albus doesn't believe this. He would use Ginny, but he will wait to use her for now. He wants to wait until Voldemort is back. Ginny can comfort Harry when the time is right. He needs to contact Molly to knit Harry another jumper or send him some biscuits. Harry needs to be on their side again.

“Molly has been arrested for dosing her biscuits with compulsion and obedience potions.” Severus sits down, “Lucius made sure they raided the Burrow. They found many potions, some of them illegal. Molly is going away for a long time.”

“Good,” Harry walks over to him and straddles him, “Arthur?”

“In trouble for the experiments he did on the Muggle objects. One blew up and coated an Auror in acid.” He kisses Harry softly, “Once we have no more use for Lucius, we’ll get rid of him.”

Harry nods and rests his head on Sev’s shoulder, “The third task is in two weeks.”

“Barty is dead, the real Moody killed him after Barty tried to escape during his trial. The cup won’t be a portkey this time. I asked Dobby to put some protective spells on it. Fudge agreed with me that the winner gets brought to the start of the maze by a house-elf, after they touch the cup.”

“What do you think Dumbledore is going to do when nothing happens?”

“I don’t know.” Severus kisses Harry’s neck, “He can’t reveal that he knows about horcruxes now, or he will have to admit he knew all along that Tom was going to be back.

“Can we get him for sending me back to be abused?”

“We could, but that would mean you would have to go to him and ask him to remain here. And if he denies your request and sends you back, it would mean you would actually have to go back. Your case works best with new memories, and the old memories would back up your claims.”

“I think we should do that.”

“You know what happened to the other Harry.” Severus is scared that his lover will suffer the same fate.

“I’ll take Dobby with me.”

“I don’t like this.” Severus hugs him tightly, “I have a bad feeling about all this.”

“I’ll be fine,” Harry gets rid of their clothes, “Fuck me.”

“You won,” Draco looks at the cup, “You actually won.”

“Yep,” Harry looks at the money, “I’ll give this to the twins. They can use it to open their shop.”

Albus intercepts Harry on his way back, “Well done, my boy,” he is confused and mad. Harry was supposed to bring Voldemort back, but nothing of the sort happened. “I am sorry that you lost your friends this year.”

“I realised they weren’t my real friends, Sir.” Harry looks him into the eyes, his shields intact, “Hermione was just bossing me around and getting me to do stuff she wanted me to do, and Ron was only my friend because he wanted to be associated with Harry Potter, the savior, and share my spotlight. They both thought being with me would open doors for them.”

“I am sure that was not the case,” Albus’ eyes twinkle, “Can you honestly tell me Malfoy isn’t your friend because you can be useful to him?”

“Yes.” Harry hears his name being called, “Excuse me, Sir.”

Remus hugs Harry, “Well done.” He knew Harry and Severus were in a relationship, but they both surprised him when they told him they got married. He suspected one of them was pregnant, luckily that is not the case.

Later that night, Draco climbs under the covers, “I am not ready to have sex.”

“We’re just cuddling,” Remus pulls Draco close, “Unlike Severus, I do have a problem with bedding a fourteen-year-old.”

“Has anyone told Black that their broken bond has been fixed?”

“No,” Remus chuckles, “Someone should at some point.”

Severus is pacing his home at Spinner’s End, Harry’s been with the Dursleys for a week, and so far, nothing happened. He hopes his worst fears don’t come true. He decided to go to his lab and brew. Several hours later, he hears a crash and Harry’s voice. He quickly returns upstairs, and he quickly closes the distance between him and Harry. He kneels down and sees Harry naked, “What happened?”

Harry is crying, “Petunia, she put some sleeping pills in my food. I woke up naked, and Vernon was in my room. He hit me with his belt, then he pulled down his trousers; he was hard. He told me he had been waiting a long time for this. He said he finally had permission. That’s when Dobby brought me here.”

“I knew it.” Severus puts his robes around Harry, “I knew this was a bad idea.” He picks him up, “I am sorry, but I have to take you to St. Mungos like this.” He kisses Harry’s temple, “We want this done by the book. Afterwards, I will kill your aunt and uncle.”

“Sev?” Harry’s voice is small, “Do you think Dumbledore gave him permission?” Severus’ silence speaks volumes.

Fudge has personally been handling Harry’s case; he has made sure Albus can’t weasel his way out of this one. And if he does, Fudge knows which people to arrest as conspirators. He looks at Mme Bones, “Ready?”

She nods, “Yes.” She walks into Hogwarts and enters the Great Hall, “Albus Dumbledore, you are under arrest for child neglect.” They will address the other charges later.

“I am sure this is just a small misunderstanding,” Albus gets up, he will humor them, “Let’s talk in my office.”

“I am afraid this is not a simple matter,” Fudge smirks at him, “After the recent revelations, it was agreed that you are no longer fit to be headmaster.” He looks at Pomona, “Professor Sprout, you are acting headmistress.”

Albus is fuming, but he swallows his anger, “I am sure we can clear this up in no time.” He follows them to the Ministry. He declines to call his lawyer and sits down. His face blanches when he is read all the charges. His face turns gray when he is confronted with the evidence.

Fudge is loving this, “As you can see, there is no small misunderstanding.”

“I would like to talk to my lawyer.” Albus needs to call in some favors. Luckily, a lot of people owe him.

Severus kisses Harry, “I’ll be back later.”

Harry nods, “Don’t get caught.”

“I won’t.” Severus makes his way to Private Drive, and he silently enters the residence. He made sure that Dudley is away tonight. He makes his way up to the bedroom. Vernon and Petunia are lucky; their laws don’t extend to the Muggle world, or they would be in Azkaban. He enters their bedroom; he has something special in mind. He will make them suffer the same pain Harry suffered, and the pain will drive them to madness until they take their own lives. He quickly casts the spells and returns downstairs. He takes out a Muggle camera and takes pictures of where Harry used to sleep. He will make sure those pictures find their way to Fudge and Mme Bones.

Harry is awake. He hears Severus enter, “That was quick.”

“Didn’t want to waste too much time on them,” Severus joins Harry in bed, “Do you want to know?” At Harry’s nod, he tells him, “I also left some evidence for social services to find. Dudley will be taken away from them.”

“You’re wicked,” Harry kisses him, “Have your wicked way with me.”

“I want to ride you,” Severus casts the spells, “I love riding you.”

Severus is reading a letter Lucius sent him, “Albus called in favors, and those who tried to cover this up all have been arrested and have been sentenced to Azkaban, along with Albus.” He keeps reading and laughs, “Fudge was caught in the net. The fact that Sirius never got a real trial was brought up, and that Fudge ignored everything Barty was doing. He was removed as Minister and also sent to Azkaban for corruption.”

“Great.” Harry hugs him from behind, “What else?” He hated working with Fudge for the past year. But it was necessary to bring several people down.

“Kingsley and Moody got the kiss; they murdered a lot of people in cold blood. Albus will be pushed through the veil of death tomorrow. Mme Bones is now Minister.” He turns his head and pecks Harry’s lips, “They had enough evidence, your case wasn’t even brought up. I asked Dobby to burn everything concerning you.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“My father wants to be Minister,” Draco is pacing, “We can’t let that happen. He’s been talking to a woman called Umbridge. She came to the Manor; she gives me the creeps.”

“He won’t,” Remus wraps his arms around Draco, “We don’t need Lucius anymore. Severus is going to kill him.”

“I should feel bad, but then I look at the scars on my back and how often my mother has to hide her bruises, and I wish he were dead a long time ago.” Draco sighs, “I wish our laws were not so outdated, or my mother could have left him years ago.”

“Soon, you’ll be free.” Remus kisses his cheek, “I want to suck your cock.”

“Yes.” Ever since Draco turned sixteen, he and Remus have been having sex. And Harry was right, he is happier since he gets regularly shagged.

Ginny is following Harry; she hasn’t given up on their plan of her being Lady Potter. She had to keep her head down for a while. Once she is, she will use Harry’s money and power to get her brother and mother out of Azkaban. She hates that they have to live with Aunt Muriel, but they lost their home because of their father. She sees him walk into a greenhouse and follows him. Once she is inside, though, she can’t see him. She frowns and leaves.

Harry removes his cloak. He hoped Ginny would not become a problem, but it seems he was wrong. He waits ten minutes and walks back. Luck is not on his side, and Ginny runs into him.

“Hey Harry,” she has to work fast, “How about you help me with my homework?” she whispers, “I’ll make it worth your while.”

“Sorry, but I have a date.” Harry sees the flash of anger in her eyes, “My partner doesn’t like it when I am late.”

“Malfoy? Are you dating him?” It would explain why he spends so much time with the blonde git.

Harry laughs, “No. He is not my type. I am not into blondes. Besides, he’s seeing someone too.”

“Whoever it is. I'm sure they don't appreciate you.”

“He appreciates me very much. He does those small things to show me how much he loves me.” Harry stage-whispers, “He knows how to please me.”

Ginny reels back, “You’re gay!”

“Yes.”

“You cannot be!” She will change that. She wishes Hermione were still here; she would know where to look. Ginny just has to hit the books on her own.

“I am.” Harry raises an eyebrow, “What is it to you anyway? I barely know you.” Luckily, he sees Luna and quickly joins her.

“You’re head of the Malfoy family now,” Remus runs a hand over Draco’s back. Lucius finally met his demise. It was Severus’ birthday gift to Draco.

“Hm, mother wants to remodel and redecorate Malfoy Manor. I am letting her have free rein. She also has plans for the gardens. She wants to have fountains in the front yard.” He lets out a contented sigh, “Everyone expects me to be like him. Lord Parkinson already approached me about joining his cause. And that Umbridge woman also contacted me and wants me to push forward the Muggle Registration Act.”

“Wasn’t she the one who tortured students in the other timeline?” Remus wraps his arms around Draco, “I think she is on Severus’ list.”

“I can take her down,” Draco hums, “She was bragging to me about how she killed her mudblood mother. She also gave me a list of her plans.”

“You should talk to Amelia,” Remus inhales Draco’s scent, “Whatever happened to Rita?”

Draco chuckles, “Severus used her as potion ingredients. After the article she printed after Harry won the chess tournament, he paid her a visit.” He wiggles his but, “I am pretty sure he is waiting for Ginny to do something so he can kill her.”

“She’s been too quiet. There is no doubt she told Rita those lies.” Remus kisses Draco’s cheek, “I think she expected everyone to turn against him by revealing he was gay.” After Harry won the tournament, an article appeared in the newspaper that Harry was a mini dark lord and that he used his dark powers to cheat in the tournament, and that he was a dark lord because he was gay. Severus recognized Ginny’s wording in all the quotes, supposedly given by students. Harry also sued the daylights out of the Prophet.

“Fat chance. Everyone with a brain knows Harry isn’t a dark lord.” Draco opens his legs, “Your lord wants your cock.”

Remus snorts, “My lord is so demanding,” and swiftly enters him.

Ginny has a plan; she has been observing and making notes for the past few months. She knows that Harry is protected against most spells, but what he is not protected against is Muggle means. She plans to get him drunk, fuck him, fall pregnant with his child, and force him to marry her to avoid a scandal. She used her charms on a Muggle boy to get alcohol. Now she just needs to get Harry alone. Ginny looks at Tonks, “Any luck with Remus?”

“I haven’t talked to him.” Tonks has a crush on the wolf, “I’ve been busy learning the ropes. Let me tell you, being a teacher is not that easy. There are a lot of rules.” She quit her job as an Auror when Kingsley was arrested and traveled around the world before accepting a teaching position.

“Just bump into him or ask him to help you.”

“You might be onto something.”

“This would be easier if you took notes,” Remus looks at Tonks, “I did that at the beginning.”

“Right,” Tonks starts to write down a few things, “I don’t know what I should let go or not. I mean, when two students are having a tiff.”

“You have to go with your gut,” he hands her a list, “Those are the students you need to look out for.”

She takes it and reads it, “Seamus?”

“He has pyromaniac tendencies.”

“Gotcha,” she studies him, “So, I went over the charter. There is nothing against two professors dating.”

“I know. Pomona is dating Septima.”

“Really?”

“Hm.”

“Cool,” she moves closer to him, “I’m gonna be honest with you. I have a crush on you, and I want to date you.”

“I am flattered, but I am seeing someone.”

“Oh,” she deflates, “Is it serious?”

“Yes.” Remus needs to talk to Harry about Tonks.

Ginny groans; her head is pounding. She only remembers following Harry to an empty classroom. She feels a hard body against her back and smiles. She feels something poking her backside and pushes back. She feels hands on her body, and soon she is filled and moans in ecstasy. She hears grunts behind her, and soon she feels warm liquid fill her. She turns around, her eyes still closed, and accepts the kiss.

“You’re a good fuck, Weasley.”

Ginny opens her eyes. She darts away and lands on the floor, “McLaggen?”

“Yes. Who else did you think I was? If I had known you wanted me, I would have shagged you a long time ago.” He looks down at her, “You’re a real slut you know that?”

“I don’t want you!” She winces when she moves, “What did you do to me?”

“Fucked your ass, you were begging for it. You give good head,” he gets up, “You were the one who jumped me.” His cock is hard again. “You were the one who told me alcohol would make the sex better.”

“This is all wrong!” Ginny gets up, gets tangled in the sheets, and falls down.

He gets behind, “Do you want it? You sure are wet for me.”

Ginny needs to figure out what happened; she might as well enjoy this while she does.

Tonks is stalking Remus; she won’t give up on him. She asked Sybill to read her future, and Sybill told her she and Remus are meant to be. She needs to figure out who he is dating and show him that she is the better option. She sees him drop something and rushes towards him, “Let me help.”

“Oh, thanks.” Remus takes out his wand and gathers his papers, “Mock test for my class.”

“That’s a good idea.” Both are still kneeling. Tonks is so close, she can smell Remus’ earthy scent. If she leaned forward, she would kiss him.

Remus sees her eyeing his lips. He gets up, “I heard your mother and Narcissa made up.”

“Yes,” she gets up too, “How did you know?”

“Draco told me,” Remus takes his papers from her, “Sorry, I have to go.” He wonders if she noticed the ring on his finger.

Harry is laughing, “Ginny is pregnant with McLaggen’s love child.” He is wiping away some tears, “They had a huge fight in the common room. McLaggen accused her of trying to trap him. In her anger, she let it slip that it was supposed to be for me. Neville and Remus overheard. Ginny’s been suspended, and Neville’s gran contacted me and urged me to file charges against Ginny.”

“So I can’t kill her?” Severus hands Harry a glass of firewhiskey, “I think she will see this only as a setback.”

“You can kill her after she’s given birth. Fred wrote to me, Arthur wants her to have the baby.” Harry empties his glass, “I want to visit Sirius after I’ve graduated. I want you to come with me.”

Severus raises an eyebrow, “Why?”

“To show him he failed.” Harry gets up and kisses him, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Severus runs his hand over Harry’s ass, “I’ll do it. But afterwards, I get to tie you up, and you’ll beg me to fuck you.”

Harry moans.

Tonks looks around the redecorated Malfoy Manor, “I like what you’ve done with the place.”

“Thank you,” Narcissa leads Tonks to the family room, “Lucius always wanted to have dinner in the dining room at the long table. I prefer this. It’s more intimate.”

Tonks greets her cousin, “Hey, Draco.”

“Tonks,” Draco keeps talking to Ted, “What is the best car to buy?”

“Depends on what you want.” Ted was surprised when Draco reached out to him last year. “If you want to show off your wealth, Ferrari, Lamborghini, Bugatti, Porsche. If you want something practical, a sedan.”

“I have enough money, and I can afford multiple cars. Is BMW a good brand?”

“Yes,” Ted chuckles, “I myself drive a Ford.”

“Can you go with me when I go buy a car?”

“Sure,” Ted at first was wary about his wife reconnecting with Narcissa and Draco, but he’s been pleasantly surprised.

Harry and Severus enter the room, “Sorry, we’re late. Dobby was in hysterics.”

“Where is he? I told you to bring him with you.” Narcissa greets them, “You’re not late.”

“He and Kreacher will be here soon,” Severus nods at Tonks and goes to join Ted and Draco.

Several minutes later, Remus joins them, and Tonk’s face lights up. She was happy when her mother told her Remus would be attending. Soon after, they are having dinner. Tonks’s belly is full; she looks at Remus, who’s in a deep conversation with Narcissa. Narcissa laughs at something and touches Remus’ arm. Jealousy flares through her. Has Remus been seeing Narcissa this whole time?

Harry gets up, “Presents.” He hands his to Severus, “I hope you’ll like it.”

Severus opens it, and he gasps, “A first edition of Morgana LeFaye's potions book.” He opens the first page and reads, “It was said this book was lost. This has her notes.” He puts the book down and pulls Harry in for a deep kiss, “I love you, you mad creature.”

Harry opens his eyes and laughs, “Muggle eye surgery?” He kisses Severus, “I love you.” Harry explains it to the others, “I’ve always been pushing it off.”

Narcissa opens her presents and thanks them.

Draco hands Remus a box, “Open it.”

Remus removes some keys, “I don’t understand,” he sees something else, and removes a miniature bike.

“I bought you a Harley Davidson, it’s in the garage.” Draco blushes, “I also bought you a helmet, jacket, gloves, and whatnot.”

Remus drags Draco into his lap and kisses him hard, “It’s great.” He kisses him again, “I love you.” He hands Draco an envelope.

Draco opens it, he reads it, and tears up in his eyes, “I love you so much.” He wraps his arms around Remus’ neck and kisses him, “You’re the best.”

Narcissa picks up the dropped paper, “You adopted a tiger?”

“It’s the tiger cup I saved on our safari.” Draco kisses Remus’ cheek.

Tonks feels like someone punched her in the gut. Remus and Draco are dating? She almost misses what Narcissa says next. Tonks has to fight back tears. Draco and Remus are married. All her hopes were for naught. But Sybill saw her future with Remus. What does it mean?

“Ginny is dead,” Harry enters their rooms, “She tried to abort the baby herself and killed herself and the child.”

“Poor child to have such a braindead, woozy as a mother.” Severus joins his husband on the couch, “Remus and Draco are worried about Tonks.”

“Luna is handling it.”

Tonks can’t believe what just happened. Sybill was exposed as a fake seer by a real seer, Luna Lovegood. The prophecy was forced by Molly Weasley and Albus Dumbledore. Everything Sybill ever predicted was horseshit. Tonks has put all her hopes and believes that she and Remus were meant to be, but they are not. But Tonks still has feelings for Remus, and they just keep growing. She decides to go out this evening and bury her sorrows in a nameless guy.

“Harry?” Sirius is looking at his godson. He’s grown up a lot since he last saw him.

“Hello, Sirius.” Harry takes a step closer and shows Sirius his soulmark.

Sirius cries, “NO!”

“Yes,” Severus takes a stand next to Harry and shows his own mark.

“I’ll kill you,” Sirius tries to reach Severus through the bars, “You bastard! We broke the bond to save Harry!”

Harry lets out a bitter laugh, “Save me? You did it because you hated Severus more than you loved me!” Harry shows him the memories of his older self, “If I hadn’t traveled to the future, this would have been me! Voldemort would have won! You were ready to doom the world!”

“Lies.” Sirius spits at Severus, “You must be happy to have married into money!”

“Shows how little you know. I made a fortune selling potions. I never needed the Potter money.” Severus sneers at Sirius, “Thanks to our bond, Harry never had to face Voldemort. We killed him and destroyed all his Horcruxes before Harry’s first task.”

“All the others who were in on it are dead too. You’re the only one who’s still alive.” Harry leans closer, “Because of your actions, Severus and I had to have sex to bond and repair it. Because of you, Severus had to have sex with a fourteen-year-old.”

“NO!” Sirius is raging, “I’ll kill you, you’re fucking scum!”

“You’ll never get out. The whole world knows what you, Lily, James, and Albus did and failed to do.” Severus smirks at the mutt, “Harry wanted to come visit you after his graduation, but we decided to travel the world, and well, then we found out I was pregnant, and we were delayed. Our child is two now, and we thought we’d share the good news that Harry is expecting our second child with you.”

“NO!”

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Hope is frantically knocking on the door, after a few minutes Neville opens, “What do you want, Weasley?” He hates Hope Weasley; she was worse than Malfoy ever was.

“I am sorry, but can I come in?” She is hugging herself, “Please.”

“Fine,” Neville lets her in. He keeps an eye on her, “Sit down.” He takes out his wand; he doesn’t trust her.

Hope bursts into tears, “I am so sorry,” she removes a parchment from her bag, “I went to Gringotts in Italy because I ran out of money. They took me to a room and had me give them blood, which was confusing since I never needed to do that before.” She hands it to him, “Harry Potter and Severus Snape are my real parents. Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger killed them. Ginny Weasley adopted me so she could claim the Potter fortune. Colin is not my father, as I was led to believe.”

Neville reads it over, “Fuck.”

“I didn’t know where else to go,” she wipes away some angry tears, “I can’t go home, knowing this. I am so angry. I didn’t want to believe it at first, but they showed me the Potter family tree.”

He hands her a tissue, “I always suspected Harry and Snape were romantically involved. It says here they were married by Albus at Hogwarts in 1997.” Neville gets up. He comes back a few moments later, “I always thought their deaths were suspicious. They died a month after the war ended. It also means Harry was pregnant with you while he was hunting Horcruxes.” He hands her a glass of water. “What do you want to do?”

“Expose them. I want the truth to be known. It won’t bring my real parents back, but the public needs to know.”

“Hermione is Minister, it will be difficult, and Ron is head of the DMLE. They have many allies.” Neville barely interacted with the duo after the war; both have become standoffish.

“Do you know someone who could help us?”

Neville is silent for a long time, “Pansy Parkinson.” He gets up, “You can stay here tonight.”

“Thank you.”

“I wish Lucius were still alive; he would be a great help,” Pansy has been listening to Hope’s story. “The easiest way would be to slip them veritaserum and question them, but I believe they are immune to that. I always had the feeling Miss goody-two-shoes wasn’t squeaky clean.”

Theo looks at his wife, “I say that Hope cuts them off from their money source and closes all the properties down. It’s all legally hers and not theirs.” Theo summons a book, “I also suggest you contact the goblin King; someone inside Gringotts in the UK must be helping them. You should have been contacted by them on your seventeenth birthday to become Lady Potter.”

“How old are you now?” Pansy makes notes, “You also should get a purge.”

“I’m twenty-six. The goblins in Italy told me they would help me.” She hugs herself, “My test said that Remus was my godfather, but no one has seen him in decades.”

“Because Remus is dead,” Theo frowns, “It was a big scandal. He was arrested for the rape of a Muggle girl.” Theo curses, “Son of a bitch! It was a set-up. It happened a week after the war ended. He got the kiss, there was no trial, nothing.”

“Wasn’t it Kingsley who wanted to make an example out of him?” Pansy frowns, “I think I remember something like that. Show that the Ministry is acting and not sitting back this time.”

“Do you think they killed other people?” Hope feels so lost, “They just have been using me, haven’t they?”

“Yes to both,” Pansy looks at the woman, “They turned you into a bigot who’s hated by most people. They turned you into a traitor, like them. You became a bully like Ron. They turned you into something your real parents would have hated. I heard stories about you from my son, and he didn’t have any nice things to say about you.”

Hope starts to cry, “I know. I am sorry. But Ginny and Molly told me how I needed to behave, and I believed them.”

“It’s sad that you never tried to make up our own mind as Harry did. Your parents would be ashamed and disappointed in you.” Pansy shakes her head, “I wonder if you were brainwashed since you had no compulsion on you.”

“Could be.” Theo frowns, “I want you to see a medical healer.”

Hope is looking at herself in the mirror, her red hair turned black, her brown eyes turned green. She is also now taller; she looks like her father, Severus. She also feels lighter, “How do I look?”

“Better.” Pansy looks at her, “I don’t have the urge to throttle you.”

Hope looks at the goblin, “I am ready to claim everything that is mine.”

The goblin nods and hands her a parchment, “Sign this.”

She does, and she can feel magic flow through her. “I want to close everything down, arrest anyone who’s been living in my properties without permission. I want all the money that was stolen returned. Everything else the removed from the vault, I want it returned. If they are wearing anything of mine, I want it to have it burn them.”

“I will see it done,” The King hands her a box, “The head of the goblin who’s been helping them.”

She takes it, “Thank you. I will put it on a spike in front of the Burrow.”

Ginny is screaming when she sees the head, “MUM!”

Molly joins her daughter and reels back, “NO!”

Suddenly, the sky darkens above the Burrow, and lightning strikes the house and lights it aflame. Molly and Ginny try to extinguish the flames, but to no avail. They watch as their home burns down.

Ron and Hermione appear next to them, “Our home! It’s gone!” Hermione looks at where the Burrow used to be, then she sees the head and screams.

Ron pales, “Oh Merlin!” The bracelet he is wearing starts to burn his wrist, and he tries to get it off, but can’t. Soon, the others are screaming too. His whole arm is burned. He looks at Hermione, whose neck is burned. His mother and Ginny have burns all over their bodies. “What’s happening to us?”

Lavender is pacing in her cell, “Let me out!”

“No,” Dean looks at her, “You were living illegally in that house.”

“But Ron gave it to me!” Lavender was so happy when Ron gave her the house. She is no fool; he did it to keep her quiet about their affair.

“Wasn’t his to give. It belonged to Harry Potter and now his daughter Hope Potter.”

“WHAT?”

Hermione is pacing, “Hope knows! She locked us out!”

“How? I made sure she never went to Gringotts to get an inheritance test.” Ginny is mad; she lost everything. “I also made sure I got her mail. I had to sleep with the goblin to keep him quiet. Do you know how disgusting that was?”

“What now?” Ron sighs, “It’s not like she knows that Mione and I killed her parents or that Mum framed Remus for a crime he didn’t commit.” He looks at his wife, “She can’t do anything to us. Gin is Lady Potter, and Hope will never be.”

“Then how do you explain us being locked out! Hope must be Lady Potter!” Hermione runs a hand through her hair, “This is not good!”

Molly takes the letter from the owl and screeches, “The brat is suing us! She wants the money back we stole! And all the other items we removed from the vault. She knows!”

“We didn’t steal. It was ours.” Ginny burns the letter, “Don’t worry, mother. They can’t do anything to us. They don’t have any proof.”

Suddenly, all four collapse and start vomiting coins. A voice growls, “You will be paying it back with your blood and guts.”

Hermione is holding a press conference. “I would like to address the rumors about my husband and me. They are false, of course. We did not kill Harry Potter and Severus Snape. We did not remove the baby from their home. I am afraid someone is playing a cruel trick on us all.”

The room darkens, and a memory plays. Hermione and Ron are spying on Severus and Harry. Hermione uses a compulsion on Kreacher, “Stun them.” Kreacher does, and Hermione enters the room, she takes a pillow and suffocates Harry while Ron does the same to Severus. She walks over to a crib and takes the baby.

“I’ll make it look like they drowned in the pool,” Ron looks at the baby, “Get that to Ginny.”

Hermione is pale, “HOW?”

“Magic.” Hope looks at her former aunt, “I know everything. I broke the compulsion you had on Kreacher. He told us everything.”

Ron tries to flee, but he trips, falls, and breaks his neck. Hermione shrieks and casts spells at the crowd. She advances towards her husband when her head is cut off by a goblin. Her headless body thuds to the ground, next to Ginny and Molly’s dead bodies.

The goblin King looks satisfied, “Good riddance.” He looks at the reporters, “We’ll release a statement.”

Hope is telling her grandchildren about her real parents, “They were heroes, and some bad people killed them because they loved each other. They fought it was wrong, and they thought they deserved to have money and power, as my parents had.”

“What happened to the bad people?”

“They were punished.” Hope and Pansy made sure to destroy the reputation of the four. All the rewards they received were taken away from them. All their crimes were exposed, and Ron and Hermione’s children were shunned by society when everything came out. They lost their jobs and were left by their partners. They had to leave Britain to start over. She puts them to bed and goes into her room. She hopes to see them once she passes on.

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Voldemort dead!

Harry Potter defeated Voldemort at the Battle of Hogwarts. After almost a year of terror, we can breathe easily again. All his followers have been rounded up and are awaiting trial. We tried to get a word with the savior, but he declined to comment. Sadly, the battle was not without the loss of life. Many perished in the battle, including the Weasley twins, Lavender Brown, Minerva McGonagall, Narcissa Malfoy as the Death Eaters, Lucius Malfoy, Bellatrix Lestrange, Corban Yaxley, and Theodore Nott Sr.

Now that the battle has been fought, it is time to mourn the dead and rebuild. We have to make sure there won’t be another Voldemort.

Severus Snape cleared of all charges. Spy for the light.

Yes, my dear readers, you read that right, Severus Snape is indeed a former Death Eater. During his trial, it was revealed that Albus Dumbledore ordered Severus Snape to kill him (transcript in a special edition). It was also revealed that he’s been helping Harry Potter and was vital to help Mr. Potter defeat Voldemort. We also learned that it was Master Snape who killed the Carrow siblings to protect the children at Hogwarts. We also learned he’s been keeping Harry Potter safe and protecting him over the years.

Master Snape and Mister Potter declined to comment.

Harry Potter and Severus Snape married!

Your eyes are not deceiving you. Harry Potter and Severus Snape are indeed married. It all came out when Romilda Vane tried to slip Harry Potter an extremely dangerous love potion. Miss Vane was arrested, and she pleaded innocence. During the trial, Miss Vane kept stating her and Mr. Potter were in love and meant to be. Then it was revealed that Miss Vane had been stalking Mr Potter since the war ended. She told the court she was trying to save Mr Potter from the clutches of Mr Snape.

Mr Potter confirmed that he and Mr Snape were in a relationship and even married. I bet you are as concerned as I am. Mr. Snape might have been cleared, but he still has a checkered past, and the question needs to be asked. Did he slip Mr. Potter potions to make Mr. Potter fall in love with him? He’s a potions master after all, and he would know the right potions to brew. We would all be safer if Mr. Potter would let himself get checked out by a healer. Furthermore, a few voices have implied that Mr Snape married Mr Potter to get back at James Potter and to get his hands on the Potter fortune. We will investigate further.

Harry Potter is suing the Daily Prophet for slander and defamation of character.

For the past few weeks, accusations have been flying around that Severus Snape has Harry Potter under his control. Harry underwent a test to satisfy everyone, but people are just not satisfied. They now claim Severus has been using undetectable potions. I went to Diagon Alley with Harry two days ago, and I was astonished when people stopped us in the streets and told Harry to get a divorce, that he deserves someone better. Someone who loves him for who he is and is not after this money. Harry also told me that Severus has been denied service in the shops at Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade. I went to ask some of the shopkeepers, and they told me they refused to serve him in order to protest against their marriage. Some even dared to suggest that Severus turned Harry gay! I’ve been friends with Harry since my fourth year, and I’ve been there to see them fall in love, overcome obstacles, and remain strong. You don’t know anything, and yet you dare to judge? Shame on you.

Luna Lovegood.

Harry Potter and Severus Snape have left Britain

I am furious. The Ministry made up charges and arrested Severus Snape on those false charges, so they could interrogate him under veritaserum about his relationship with Harry Potter. Luckily, Harry immediately contacted the head of the ICW, with whom he is friends, and the ICW freed Severus within an hour and started their own investigation into the Ministry for corruption, mishandling of justice, and more. The current head of the DMLE, who started this crusade, has been fired and arrested by the ICW for falsifying evidence, but I am sure the Daily Prophet, which Harry successfully sued for millions, will report on this if anyone wants to work for them again. Back to the matter at hand, after this latest stunt, Harry and Severus have had enough and they decided to leave Britain and start their new life somewhere where they are not prosecuted for being in love.

Luna Lovegood

New Dark Lord on the rise

My dear readers, after Voldemort was defeated and his Death Eaters arrested and put into Azkaban, except those who were exonerated, we all thought we could live in peace. I fear that is not the case. Barely three years after the war ended, a new Lord has made its presence known. He calls himself Lord Sith, and his followers call themselves his acolytes. They have been active for the past five months, leaving bombs all over magical Britain and killing anyone who they please. Sparing no one, child, old woman, pureblood, or muggle-born. Among their victims were Cho Chang, Theo Nott Jr, Seamus Finnegan, Susan Bones, and Neville Longbottom. I spoke with Minister Shacklebolt, and he told me it is an ongoing investigation, and I did some further digging and found out that they have very few leads. This reporter will keep you updated.

The new Dark Lord strikes again

Yesterday, Lord Sith and his acolytes attacked people at a Quidditch game. They set bombs that blew up the stands. Forty-seven died, and hundreds were injured. Lord Sith made his first public appearance when he flew over the carnage on a broom, laughing in a cold, melodic voice. He was clad in dark green robes and wore the mask of a snake. There is no doubt in everybody’s mind that this is a Slytherin who is committing those crimes. Everybody knows they cannot be trusted and are evil. The Ministry tried to arrest them, but they failed when they simply vanished. We can just hope that there won’t be a third war.

Where is our savior?

Lord Sith and his acolytes have been wreaking havoc on our country for two years, yet Harry Potter, our savior, has done nothing! He defeated Voldemort and saved us all by ending the war. He should be out there fighting and not hiding in fear! Harry Potter is a coward! He has abandoned his people! He needs to do his duty and end this Lord Sith before more people die! We all demand Harry Potter save us and come out of hiding!

Minister Shaklebolt dead

This morning, Minister Shaklebolt was killed in his office at the Ministry. Lord Sith and his acolytes have taken over the Ministry. Sources say the Minister was close to figuring out who it was, and he was killed to be silenced. Draco Malfoy has been a top suspect, but he’s been cleared by the ICW. I tried to get a statement from Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley about Mr. Potter’s whereabouts, but they declined to comment. Harry Potter, Britain needs you.

The war continues and more deaths

Britain is still at war. Lord Sith and his acolytes have been killing indiscriminately for years; they kill everyone who fights back. We need a savior. Harry Potter, we are pleading with you to come back and save us again. Your friend Hermione Granger is the Minister, but her hands are tied, and she has to do as told, or her family will be killed. We appeal to your compassion for your friends. Come back and save us.

Statement from Draco Malfoy

First off, Harry Potter is not coming back to save your sorry asses. Why should he? You crucified him in the press and sent him howlers for marrying Severus Snape. You called him a traitor and a dark lord. You refused him and Severus into your shops and shunned Harry for being in love with the wrong person, in your opinion.

Secondly, why does Harry have to save you? What kind of people put that kind of pressure on a man? Or a boy? The reason Harry didn’t lose his mind during the war was because of Severus. He kept Harry sane so he could defeat Voldemort, end the war, and save your sorry, pathetic asses. Where were you when Harry was out hunting Horcruxes and almost starving to death? Did you ever show support? No, you just put a moniker on him and expected him to live up to your expectations, without knowing a single damn thing about him. And after treating him like crap and basically running him out of Britain, you expect Harry to forget everything and come and save you again? How delusional are you?

Thirdly, and here’s the kicker, Harry and Severus asked the goblins to remove their magic and memories of the wizarding world. They are simple muggles now, living in the Muggle world, happily married and raising their adoptive children.

Here is a tip, why don’t you do something instead of sitting on your asses? That’s what I’ve been doing, and unlike you, I’ve not been idle. And here is another thing you got wrong, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley were never Harry Potter’s friends. They were chosen by Albus Dumbledore to be Harry's friends. Luna Lovegood and I have been his real friends.

As I said earlier, I, with the help of my husband, Remus Lupin, bet you a lot have something to say about that too. But I don’t give a shit what you nitwits think. Let me tell you what we’ve found out. Lord Sith is not a he; Lord Sith is Ginny Weasley. Yes, it’s a Lady, you never even thought to consider that, did you? Shows how narrow-minded you are. Hermione Granger-Weasley and the Weasley family have been covering up for her because Molly and Arthur Weasley don’t want to admit that they ignored Albus Dumbledore’s advice to have Ginny Weasley get a purge by the goblins after she was possessed by Voldemort. Why else do you think Granger was appointed new Minister? All the sob stories she told were flat-out lies, and you were stupid enough to ignore the glaring inconsistencies in her stories and believe her word. A Minister has never lied before, right? And the acolytes are Ginny Weasley’s former and current lovers, who are under the Imperius curse. What are you going to do now? Continue to suck your thumb like a baby and wait for someone to save you or act?

Ginny Weasley and her real followers are dead.

Draco Malfoy was right. After some investigating, we discovered that Ginny Weasley was indeed a Dark Lady whose soul was broken by the possession of Voldemort over a decade ago. The ICW, with Lord Malfoy, took over the Ministry with force and arrested everyone inside. After a lengthy trial, Ginerva Weasley, Ron Weasley, Percy Weasley, Molly Weasley, Arthur Weasley, and Hermione Granger Weasley were found guilty and sentenced to receive the kiss. The acolytes were all free to go since it was proven they were under the Imperius curse.

Lord Malfoy was right about everything. He was also right that we, the public, turned our back on our savior because we didn’t approve of who he was in love with. None of us had the right to do that. I, myself, feel ashamed of the words I’ve written. Harry Potter and Severus Snape didn’t deserve our hate. We should all take a good look in the mirror and ask ourselves why we let a boy fight for us and then expect him to fight for us again while we did nothing for him.

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Arthur looked at the old man sitting opposite him. He was about to refuse the job.

“We’ll take it.”

Arthur looked at Eames. He was furious. How could Eames accept the job? Arthur plastered on a fake smile, “I’ll contact you when we have everything ready.” He walked out of the restaurant and got into the car. He’s fuming. The drive home was made in silence; he made sure they were not followed. They entered their house, and Arthur could barely look at Eames.

“Darling,” Eames could feel the anger roll off Arthur.

“Don’t darling me, Eames!” Arthur walked over to their bar and poured himself a whiskey.

Eames slowly walked towards Arthur, “Let me explain.”

“You better have a good reason why you just agreed to work for Albus Dumbledore.” He drank the whiskey and poured himself another one.

“Because, if we don’t take the job, Dumbledore will go to someone else. Someone who can’t warn Tom and his family that Albus is after them.” Eames stroked the back of Arthur’s neck, “You know I am right.”

Arthur took a deep breath, “Yes, I know.” Now that there was some distance, he could see the truth of Eames’ words.

Eames kissed the corner of Arthur’s mouth, “I could tell you were getting angry, and Dumbledore is not someone we want on our bad side if we can avoid it.”

“I just saw red when he kept talking shit about Tom, Bellatrix, and the others.” Arthur sighed, “I am usually the one who keeps a clear head.” He took another breath, “We need to tell them.”

“They are on vacation in Fiji, we’ll tell them when they get back,” Eames looked at Arthur, “We need to find out why Albus hired us now. Something must have happened.”

“I’ll start looking into him tonight.” Arthur kissed Eames back, “I also wouldn’t put it past Albus to go to someone else, too.”

“Me too.” Eames wrapped his arms around Arthur, “I’ll call Ariadne and Yusuf. You tell Cobb.” Eames wanted their friends on this. He could tell this was going to big case for them.

Tom and Bella greeted Arthur and Eames, “Albus Dumbledore has hired us to inception you, Tom.” Arthur looked at Tom, “He wants us to plant the idea in your head that Harry isn’t your son and that Harry has infiltrated your family to get your hands on your money.“

“In hindsight, letting the rumor spread that we are scrupulous and heartless has worked in our favor,” Eames gave them an easy smile. “Albus did look like he swallowed a lemon when he sat down with us. I also know that others turned him down and that we were his last option.”

“Harry turned twenty-one three months ago. That’s why Albus hired you.” Tom sighed, “We have been waiting for Albus to make a move. He’s been silent for over a decade.”

“What I don’t understand is why he wants us to plant that specific idea in your head,” Arthur frowned, “I did some research, and it doesn’t make sense to me.”

“Harry is the heir to my company and my fortune. I would kill Harry if that were the truth. Albus has tried before to frame me for murder, but it failed. You see, my company would go to Albus if I were arrested for murder. My father and Albus made that deal before I was born, and I have tried to break it, but Albus refuses to sign the papers. And should Albus be arrested for murder, his company would go to me.” Tom rubbed his forehead, “It’s all about money. My company is prospering while his is barely staying afloat.”

“Harry is our son,” Bellatrix sighed, “You know that the Potters have claimed for years that Harry is their lost son and that we stole him and have been paying off people to fake DNA tests. It’s because Harry does look a bit like James, but that’s because he and Tom share some of the same family members.” She hated the Potters and, more than once, wished for their deaths.

“Lily and James had a child, but it was born too early and died.” Remus joined them, “Albus wants Tom’s company because his company is broke. James, Sirius, Lily, Molly, Ginny, and Ron blew away all the money with bad investments. I am sure they have a side business that is not legal to cover the minimum costs.” He sat down, “You can use this to take down Albus; he has many skeletons in his closet.”

“I did some research, and on the surface, he is squeaky clean.” Arthur showed him what he had found. His brother had something else entirely to say. He was very open about his hatred for Albus.”

“If we do this, Albus will be with us in the dreamworld.” Eames looked at Remus, “I talked to Aberforth, he told me that he believes that Albus killed their sister.”

“Albus has killed many people, but he never left any evidence,” Tom poured them each a whiskey. “I’ve been trying to take him down for decades. He has many friends in many high places. I want to take down his whole net. Albus is so sure this will work in his favor that it will never enter his mind that he will be the culprit of his own downfall.”

“Where is Harry?” Arthur sipped his whiskey, “This concerns him too.”

“He and Sev are in South Africa; they moved there after their wedding two months ago.” Bellatrix pouted, “I still can’t believe they eloped. I wanted to plan their wedding.”

“That’s why they eloped. Draco and I eloped, too, because Narcissa was driving us crazy with wedding stuff.” Remus took a big sip, “There is something you don’t know. That’s not in any files because Albus hid it. Lily and Molly are his daughters from two different women. They know, but no one else does. That’s why they can get away with anything.”

“That makes Ginny his granddaughter. It explains why he’s been pushing her onto Harry,” Tom sighed. “Ginny was sent to the same school as Harry. She spent two years trying to get him into her bed, but luckily for Harry, he graduated a year early and went off to uni. She also ignored the fact that he was gay and dating Severus. Then she went to the same uni as Harry and tried again. Harry and Severus filed several complaints about her, and she was unofficially expelled after she gave Harry a spiked drink. The uni had a strict no drugs on campus policy. It was because of Albus that she saved face and wasn’t arrested.”

“Do you need Harry?” Bellatrix didn't want her son to be involved.

“He doesn’t need to join us in the dream, but I do need to forge him and Severus.” Eames looked at Arthur, “Looks like we’re taking a vacation in South Africa.”

Tom was walking into the Phoenix Order, and everyone was working. They had no idea yet of what transpired. He walked up to the front desk and cleared his throat. He recognised the secretary, “Miss Granger.”

Hermione looked like a deer caught in headlights, “Mr. Riddle. I am sorry, but Mr. Dumbledore is not in today.” She tried to reach him for hours, unsuccessfully, and she was getting worried.

“I know.” He smirked, “I was wondering if there was an intercom. I have a message for everyone in this building.”

She swallowed hard, “There is, but only personnel can use it.”

Tom took out a megaphone from his bag, “This works too,” he turned it on, “ATTENTION EVERYONE. I AM TOM RIDDLE. I AM YOUR NEW BOSS. YOU ARE ALL EFFECTIVE IMMEDIATELY FIRED.”

Suddenly, the doors opened, and the police swarmed the place, arresting everyone. Hermione tried to wipe the system, but she was locked out.

“We’ve been in your system since yesterday. We have everything,” a police woman cuffed Hermione, “You are under arrest for money laundering, corporate espionage, and human trafficking.”

Tom watched as Lily and James were led out, kicking and screaming, “You’ll be joining your father in jail.”

“You were supposed to kill Harry, and we were supposed to get everything!” Lily tried to kick Tom, “You won’t get away with this!”

“Miss Potter, I suggest you shut up. We found the bodies in your backyard, and we found the tape of you, your husband, and his friend murdering that poor girl.”

Tom looked at James, “She is Albus’ daughter. She doesn’t love you. She married you for your money, and she had plans to kill you since you only give her an allowance from your fortune. She’s also been screwing Sirius behind your back, and they have a child together,” he pointed to Hermione, “That’s her.”

James was mad. He turned to the officer, “I’ll tell you everything.”

Arthur was watching Eames play with their daughter. He sat down next to them. “Albus, Lily, and Molly received the death penalty. James, Sirius, and Ginny were sentenced to life in prison. Ron and Hermione got fifty-four years. Albus’ friends, who covered up for him, also got jail sentences and fines. Half the government needs to be replaced. In all, they have to pay back over a billion dollars to their victims.”

Eames whistled, “Damn. I heard Tom tore the building down, and they found a body underneath it.”

“Yes, it was Ariane Dumbledore. She was suffocated with a bag. Albus’ fingerprints were on it. He will be charged for her murder, too.” Arthur showed Eames a picture, “Harry and Severus adopted twins. They want us to be their godparents.”

“Looks like we’re going back to South Africa, love,” Eames tickled his daughter, “I am glad we are retired.” Taking down Albus was their last job, they decided to start a family, and two months after Albus was arrested, they adopted Luna.

“I am glad we took the job.” Arthur leaned his head on Eames’ shoulder, “I think we should have another child. Luna is three, and I love seeing you with a baby.”

“Alright.”

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Harry is looking out of the castle window. He is set to marry Ginerva tomorrow. He doesn’t want to marry her, but he has to. It’s for the betterment of his realm, or so his father says, but he doesn’t see it. His parents arranged the marriage for him, and they only told him about it last month. He hates that he doesn’t get a choice in the matter. He should be marrying for love and not for whatever reason he has to marry the redhead who reminds him of his mother. He runs a hand over his face. He will never love her. He knows this. His heart belongs to someone else. He will also never bed her; he doesn’t want to be intimate with her. He doesn’t want her flesh to taint his memories of making real love. He looks up when he hears someone enter, a smile crosses his face, “Hey, Sev.”

Severus gives Harry a small smile back, knowing it will be the last, “I have accepted a research position in Greece. I will be leaving today.” It was a hard decision, but he knows it is for the best.

The smile falls from Harry’s face, “You’re leaving?” Sev cannot leave!

Severus nods, “I cannot stay.”

“Why?” Tears gather in Harry’s eyes, “Why?”

“You are getting married tomorrow and I cannot…” Severus trails off. He sighs, “It would hurt too much.” Seeing Harry married to someone else, seeing Harry be happy with someone else would kill him.

Harry gets up and kisses him, “I love you. You are the one who has my heart. She will never have it. It would only be a marriage on paper.”

“I love you too, but Harry, what we had was a dream. You’re the Prince of Godric’s Hollow, and as much as I hate it, you have a duty to your people and your realm and not to me.” Severus cups Harry’s face, “It’s a miracle no one has yet found out about us, and I am leaving to remove temptation from you. You know adultery is punishable by death.”

“I would rather die with you than live a life without you,” Harry kisses him again, “You’re the love of my life.”

“Our love is precious, but we have to end this. I will cherish the years we had together,” Severus hugs Harry. He wishes things were different.

Harry is crying now, “I don’t want you to leave. Fuck my duty. I want you.”

“It’s not that simple, and you know it.” Severus wipes away Harry’s tears, “It’s the right decision, and you know it.” He gives Harry one last kiss before he leaves.

Harry is lost in his thoughts, Severus is gone, and he will never see him again. They were secretly dating for six years, the happiest years of Harry’s life. He lets the voices wash over him, not paying attention to what is said. Someone pokes him, “WHAT?”

James looks sternly at his son, “The preacher asked you something.”

Harry takes a deep breath and looks at the preacher, who repeats his question. Harry looks at his soon-to-be wife, “I must.” He can hear several sharp inhales, not that he cares. When they are pronounced married, Harry only kisses Ginerva’s hand, and he can see the flash of disappointment in her eyes, not that he cares.

The day continues, and there is a feast, but Harry barely touches his food. His appetite is long gone. There is dancing, and Harry has to dance with his wife, but he makes sure to keep some distance between them. He also dances with his mother, then retires to his bedroom, escaping the looks he gets. He is half asleep when he hears someone at his door. He gets up and opens it. He looks at his wife, “What?”

“Why did you lock your door? We are sharing the room now.” Ginerva bats her eyelashes, “I am looking forward to our wedding night.”

“You are not sleeping in my room. Your room is at the end of the wing,” Harry yawns, “I will never share a bed with you.” He closes the door in her face and makes sure to triple-lock it.

Harry has been avoiding his wife for two months now. The day after his wedding, he took a trip to Slytherin Castle, and he stayed with his cousin as long as he possibly could. Now he is back, and his parents are waiting for him, “Mother. Father.”

“Harry, you need to spend time with Ginny. She loves you, and she is hurt by our actions.” Lily cups his face, “And it’s time to get on making grandchildren. I am not getting any younger.”

“How can she love me when she barely knows me? I have barely spoken to her,” he looks at his mother, “I won’t be sharing a bed with her. You will have to ask my sister Eve for grandchildren; you won’t be getting them from me.”

James is getting mad, “You need to do your duty. And whose fault is it that you barely know your wife? You are the one who left.” He sighs, “We brought her things into your room. Go up, she is waiting for you.”

“I married her, that was my duty. I read the contract; nowhere did it state that I had to share a bed with her or produce an heir.” Harry is mad, “And I want her out of my room. You had no right to relocate her to my room.”

“I am your King! I have every right to do as I please!” James grabs Harry roughly, “You’re going upstairs, and you’re going to fuck your wife. I will stay and watch if I have to make sure you do as you’re told.”

Harry is furious, “No! I will not fuck my wife. I always did what you wanted me to, but not this! I didn’t want to marry her, but you did not care! Why the Weasleys? They have nothing to offer us. If I had to marry Lady Parkinson or Lady Abbot, I would understand, but why her? She is a commoner and has no skills! How does being married to her better our realm?”

James growls, “The Weasleys have been loyal friends, and I was rewarding them. They stood by our side when everyone else turned on us. And Ginny is learning how to be a future Queen.”

Harry huffs, “If you believe they are your friends, you are stupid. They just want money and fame, and you gave it to them.” Harry has had the feeling that the Weasleys were responsible for the unrest in the first place. He moves past his father and up to his room. Once he enters, he sees a naked Ginvera lying on his bed. He throws a sheet at her, “Get the fuck out of my room.”

“But Harry, I am your wife, and I missed you,” she gets up and touches his arm.

Harry recoils, “Don’t you dare fucking touch me.” He walks towards the door, “Out.”

Ginny ignores him. She advances towards him and cups his crotch, “You want me.”

“GUARDS!” The guards burst into the room, “Sire?”

“Remove this harlot from my room.” Harry is sneering at her, “A night in the cell might do her some good.”

“But I am your wife! You can’t throw me into a cell! I was just welcoming you home!” Ginny is furious; nothing is going as she has imagined.

“I can and I will. I told you not to touch me, but you ignored me.” he looks at the guards, “Get her out of my sight.”

The guards are confused but do as they are told. Harry grabs all of Ginerva’s things and puts them outside his room. He lies down on the bed and cries. He misses Severus so damn much. He gets up and writes to his cousin.

Harry is sick; he hasn’t been eating since he got back two months ago. He ignores his wife, pretending she doesn’t exist, and avoids his parents, his father mostly. He has half a mind to pack up his things and follow Severus. Why doesn’t he? There is nothing but pain and sadness here. He makes his way out of his bed and freshens up.

Lily walks into Harry’s room, and she sees him picking his foot. “What is wrong? You need to eat.”

“I am not hungry.” He pushes the plate away, “For all I know, there could be poison in the food.”

“Harry. You need to snap out of that funk you are in. You have a wife who just wants to be with you. Give her a chance, and you’ll end up loving her. Your father and I were also in an arranged marriage, and we fell in love.”

“I will never love her. Just because she looks like you and I look like dad, doesn’t mean we are going to be a carbon copy of you.” Harry looks at his mother, “I will never be happy with her, and I would rather die than lie with her.”

“You are too stubborn. You are not even giving her a chance!” Lily gets up, “This isn’t over.”

Harry shrugs, “Whatever.” He spies a note from his cousin, and his brow furrows. He wonders what it means.

A few hours later, Harry and James are walking towards the stables. They hear noises and walk quicker than they turn a corner, they see the stable boy with his pants down, Ginerva bent over and being pounded by the stable boy.

James is furious, “WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?”

He grabs the boy and pulls him off, he picks up Ginerva and slaps her, “You bitch! How long have you been stepping out?” He can’t believe his eyes.

“He made me!” Ginerva’s cheek is hurting. “I didn’t want to.” She cries fake tears, “He threatened me!”

Harry looks at the boy, “How long?” He knows that Colin has no bad bone in his body.

The boy is red in the face, “Five months, before your marriage. She told me you knew and that there was no love between you. She said you had a mistress.” He looks down, “She just married you for the money. She said so herself. I overheard her talking to her mother, they plan on killing Harry after she has born his child.”

James is seething and calls for the guards, “She is under arrest for adultery.” He can’t believe Harry was right. Lily will also give him an earful.

Harry feels smug, “Told you so.” He recoils when James slaps him, “I hate you.” Harry decided it was time to take charge of his own life.

Severus is sitting on the beach, watching the waves hit the rocks in the distance. He is playing with the bracelet Harry gifted him when Severus turned thirty. He misses his lover every day. He keeps missing Harry more, and the ache in his heart ever grows. He knows he made the right decision, but it does not mean it doesn’t hurt. It’s been a year since he left, a year full of work. He focused on his work so he didn’t have to deal with his broken heart. He wonders if Harry is a father by now. He hopes he has found some happiness.

“Sev.”

Severus turns around, “Harry?” He quickly gets up. Harry looks frail; there are dark circles under his eyes, he looks like he’s lost some weight, his skin is pale, and his eyes are dull.

Harry launches himself at Severus and breaks down, “I love you. I missed you so much.”

Severus wraps his arms around Harry, “I missed you too.” Why is Harry here? Not that he is not happy to see him.

Harry lifts his head and kisses Severus, “Marry me.” He feels like he’s home, being wrapped in Severus’ arms.

“What?” Severus is confused, “What about your wife?” He would love nothing more than marry his love.

Harry chuckles mirthlessly, “She is dead. James and I caught her cheating on me. Turns out she and her mother planned to kill me after she had my child. The problem was, I never lay with her, never even touched her. James executed the whole Weasley family in his fury. The marriage was annulled, and then my father wanted to marry me off to Lady Parkinson,” he lets out a bitter laugh, “I told him to fuck off and that I no longer wanted to be a Prince.”

Severus looks into Harry’s eyes, “What are you saying?”

Harry holds out his hand, “Hello, my name is Lord Harry Slytherin.”

Severus laughs and kisses him, “Yes, I’ll marry you.”

Harry is reading the letter from his sister. He looks up, “Hey Sev.”

“Hmm?”

“My mother is now the sole Queen of Godric’s Hollow. Turns out he had an illegitimate child who came knocking wanting the throne.” Harry laughs, “James killed his son and started a war with Lestrange. The populus turned on James and delivered him to the Lestranges. He was killed in a duel. Eve wrote that the people of Godric’s Hollow hated James.”

“Are you expected back?” Severus loves their life here in Greece.

“No. Eve always wanted to be Queen, unlike me. Plus, James removed me from the records when I denounced my claim on the throne. Tom officially adopted me as his family. If anything, Slytherin would be ours, but only if anyone else died.” Harry walks over to his husband, “Besides, I don’t want to leave.”

“Good.” Severus kisses him, “Our children will be back in an hour.” They adopted a pair of twins three years ago, Frank and Alice, who lost their parents in a boating accident, and no one else wanted to take them in because they were from a poor family.

“I wonder what we could do in an hour.”

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Albus is watching over the celebrations. Voldemort is defeated for now, not that anyone knows that he will be back; only Albus knows that, and they can rebuild. He looks at Minerva, who is talking to Filius. He knows she is not happy they left Harry in the Muggle world, but it is for the best. The boy can’t grow up knowing everything. All of a sudden, the doors to the Great Hall open, and Minister Fudge walks inside, followed by a few Aurors. Albus gets up, “Minister, what a pleasant surprise.”

Fudge is fuming, “I am here on business.” What he learned over the past few days made him sick.

Albus looks towards the Syltherin table. He wonders which student will be arrested. “I am sorry to hear that.”

Fudge casts a sonorus, his eyes locking with Albus. “Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, you are under arrest for the murder of Harry Potter.” The Great Hall is filled with gasps. Fudge continues, “You placed a defenseless toddler on the doorstep of a Muggle home and just left him there! The poor child froze to death! Hagrid, the half-giant, has also been arrested.”

Albus pales, Minerva clutches her chest, “He’s dead?” She knew leaving him there was wrong.

“Yes, you stupid bint. He is dead.” Fudge looks at her furiously, “We have Hagrid’s memories. We know you watched the muggles all day, and despite how awful you say they are, you did nothing as he was placed there.” His glare turns to Albus, “And you! You said it was for the best! The best for whom? We talked to his relatives, and they are magic hating muggles! Harry would have grown up knowing nothing about our world! You disgust me! Furthermore, you had no legal right to place him anywhere! You are not his magical guardian nor his caretaker! He should have gone to Narcissa Malfoy since she is his next of kin! Or even Remus Lupin!” He smirks and shows them the will, “And according to this will, you knew that Harry was not to be placed with them.” He looks at his squad, “Arrest them.”

Everyone watches as their headmaster and deputy headmistress are arrested and led away. Whispers start to spread, and the voices grow louder. “What will happen now?” “Who will be the new headmaster?”

Fudge looks at the students. He knows his next move will be controversial, but he doesn’t trust anyone associated with Albus. “Lucius Malfoy will be your new headmaster. I know that he has done many wrong things, but this is his chance to redeem himself. Furthermore, I trust him a lot more with your safety than anyone else associated with Dumbledore.” He looks around, “Which of you was attending when James Potter and Sirius Black were here?” He sees several raised hands, “Did you know they attempted to have Severus Snape killed, and nothing was done? That was swept under the rug! We will not stand for such blatant favoritism and non actions any longer! The time where Gryffindors got away with everything, and Slytherins were blamed for everything, is over!” He turns around and leaves, he has more stuff to deal with.

Sirius is mad, “My godson is dead because of you! I never should have handed him over to Hagrid! I never should have gone after Peter!” He blames himself for Harry’s death; he chose revenge over Harry.

“I am sorry, Sirius. I never intended for Harry to die.” Albus feels great sorrow; with Harry dead, Neville will have to fulfill the prophecy. He will need to get a word to Molly; the boy needs to be ready when Voldemort returns.

“Why didn’t you ring the fucking doorbell?!” Sirius was beyond furious when he saw Hagrid’s memory.

“I don’t know.” Albus looks down, “I thought the lights flickering would draw their attention to the outside.” It was a grave miscalculation on his part.

Fudge enters the interrogation room, “Sirius Black, we found Peter Pettigrew alive and well. You have been exonerated for your crimes on that day. Pettigrew’s trial was held this morning, and he pushed through the veil for his numerous crimes.” He sits down, “However, you are under arrest for the attempted murder of Severus Snape in your fifth year. We viewed your memories and those of Mr Snape during a session that has already been held, and you have been found guilty and will serve fifty years in Azkaban.”

“Excuse me? It was just a prank!” Sirius is mad, “You can’t arrest me for that.”

“Turning someone’s hair green is a prank. What you did was a deliberate attempt to cause someone harm. It shows how much you do not care about your friends. Mr. Lupin would have been killed because of your actions.” Fudge looks at Albus, “You will receive the Dementor's Kiss. We have looked into your past and found you too dangerous to continue to live.” He looks at McGonagall, “You will receive life in Azkaban.”

“You cannot do that without giving me a trial! I am the Chief Warlock and Supreme Mugwump!” Albus is furious, “You cannot railroad me like that!” He will fight this.

“You are no longer holding any position. The ICW voted for a new Supreme Mugwump this morning. They are disgusted by your actions.” Fudge leans closer, “And you are the one to talk! You put countless people behind bars without a trial! Mr. Black is one of those. Barty Crouch Sr has been stripped of his position because of abuse of power! And Alastor Moody has been fired in disgrace. You are now reaping what you sowed! And Amanda Bones is the new Chief Warlock.”

“Voldemort will be back! You need me to defeat him!” Albus will have to tell them about the prophecy and the Horcruxes. This is the only way out of this.

“Oh, you mean the Horcruxes Mr. Riddle created? And one right under your nose while he was studying at Hogwarts?” Fudge pushes a folder over to Albus, “The goblins did a magical examination of little Harry’s body. They discovered the Horcrux that died within him. They were able to extract the dead soul and use it to find the others. Voldemort is dead as a doornail and won’t come back. And the prophecy you put so much stock in was not even about Harry and Voldemort. It was about another universe where no magic exists. We don’t need you at all.” Fudge loves the look on Albus’ face, “And why did you not reveal your knowledge that Voldemort was immortal after making Horcruxes decades ago? We talked to Slughorn, and he told us about the conversation he had with Voldemort and later, when he informed you.”

Albus snaps his mouth shut, Sirius growls, “You knew Harry had a Horcrux in him, didn’t you? And you didn’t do anything!”

“Don’t you know by now that Albus views people as chess pieces and cares nothing for their well-being? Harry, you and countless others are just pawns.” Fudge leans back, “He had a grand plan that is now dead because Harry died. Mr. Dumbledore here was counting on a second war to profit from it and push his agenda through even more.” He gets up, “Check Mate.”

Severus is rocking his son, “You look like me when I was a child. Except your nose, that is all your father.”

“At least he has not my hair,” Harry joins his family, “Albus was kissed this morning.” Dumbledore fought tooth and nail, but his downfall was cemented when Fudge brought in Gellert Grindelwald, who was more than happy to throw Albus under the bus.

“Good riddance,” Severus kisses Harry, “Who is next?” Harry wanted to wait until Albus was done to deal with the others.

“Molly. The bill that love potions are illegal has passed. It was easy once people realised that love potions can lead to line theft. Fudge is going to have everyone at the Ministry tested for love potions.” Harry runs a finger over his son’s cheek, “Doge had a heart attack after Dumbledore was kissed. He’s dead too.”

He knows his husband killed Doge, not that he cares. “I pity those who have to arrest Molly.” Severus puts his son into the crib. “What about Remus?”

“He is tracking Greyback down, and then he will move in with Narcissa.” Harry wraps his arms around his husband, “And then we will deal with Lucius.”

Molly’s shrieks can be heard all over Azkaban. Sirius rubs his temple, “Shut up.” He looks at Bella, “How long has she been yelling?”

“Feels like years,” after the death of her master, her sanity returned to her, “Has she any idea what damage she did to her children?” Even Bellatrix knows that children produced using love potions can turn into madmen. The Dark Lord was a prime example of that.

“I doubt she cares.” Suddenly, the shrieking stops, “Thank Merlin.”

Two hours later, a guard stops by, “Molly Weasley has been pushed through the veil.”

“Why?” Bellatrix knows that it is worse than the kiss.

“It was discovered that she snuck into St Mungos to kill the Longbottoms.”

Sirius frowns, “Why would she do that?”

“Because as long as Frank was alive, he was the Longbottom heir. With him dead, it made Neville the heir. She wanted her daughter to marry him and become Lady Longbottom since Heir Potter is dead.” The guard shrugs, “Her next target was going to Lady Longbottom. Dumbledore had a plan for Molly to raise Neville and turn him into a puppet.

“And they call us evil.”

Lucius is sipping a cup of tea. He loves being the headmaster. He’s had this job for the past three years. He hates that he has to accept muggleborns but he has a plan for that. He will have to lie low; people still don’t trust him. He puts his cup down when suddenly he is pinned to his chair. He looks frantically around, and he tries to speak, but no sound comes out. He starts to panic, his body starts to feel heavy, and his insides start to burn.

“It’s time for you to pay for your sins.” Harry steps out of the shadows, “I know every sin you ever committed or will commit. From beating your wife to breaking the bond between your son and his mate to trying to use your position as headmaster to experiment on Muggleborns.” He leans closer, “You are wondering who I am.” He stands taller, “I am Harry Peverell. You know me by another name, Harry Potter. You see, I come from a future where I never died as a child. It was an awful future, and it got worse when I found out some harsh truth. Long story short, I came back to fix things. First thing I did was shag Severus into the mattress, bond with him, and put a child in him. Then I worked on fixing this world behind the scenes, getting rid of Dumbledore and his order. Hunt down and exterminate all the Death Eaters who got away. It kept me busy, and now your time is up. I had to wait until Greyback was dead and Remus finally killed him last week.” He crosses his arms over his chest, “Remus has moved in with Narcissa, and she has agreed to let them bond. They exchanged blood two days ago.”

Lucius is furious; he never wanted his son to be tied to a halfbreed. His eyes light up with fury, then agony hits him, and he lets out a silent cry.

Harry laughs, “There is nothing you can do. You will be dead soon. Narcissa and Draco will be free of you.” He sits down, “I made sure to make everyone pay who deserved to pay for their sins. I am the reason so many people are in Azkaban or dead. The good guys were not so good after all, and that made them worse. They pretended to be something they were not.” Harry watches as Lucius dies, “You want to know why I left you for last?” He leans forward, “Because of what you did to those children.” He inches closer, “But that is nothing compared to what you did to your own son. Draco’s memories were unlocked where I came from, and it destroyed him. He couldn’t stand to look at himself and started to cut his body to match the uglies he felt inside. We tried to help him, but he was too far gone, and one day he cut too deep.” He can tell that Lucius is close to taking his last breath, “You want to know why I am a grown-up Harry?” he smirks, “Because I decided to come back like this. The moment I came here, my younger self died, and I took his place. Plus, I am the same age as Sev now, and I didn’t have to wait years to fuck him.” He watches into the cold, lifeless eyes of Lucius and leaves. He has some celebrating to do.

Draco quickly walks towards his head of house’s rooms. He knocks on the door and enters. He sits down, “Professor Peverell, Ginny Weasley gave me a box of chocolates, but they are filled with love potions.” He hands the box over, “She insisted on my eating them, but I made up an excuse and came to you.”

Harry pinches the bridge of his nose. He has been keeping an eye on Ginny since she started Hogwarts six years ago. He was hoping she would not be the same money-hungry bitch from before, but he was wrong. “Thank you Mr Black, for bringing this to my attention. I will inform the headmaster, and Miss Weasley will find herself arrested and expelled.”

Draco nods, he bites his lip, “There is something else. May I have permission to spend the weekend away from Hogwarts? My mate’s birthday is on Friday and..” He blushes, not able to finish the sentence.

Harry smirks, “You want to take your relationship to the next level?” He looks at his cousin, “You can stay with Remus until Sunday. I expect you back no later than lunch.”

“Thank you.” Draco leaves with a smile on his face.

Harry floos to his husband’s office, “Ginny tried to slip Draco a love potion.”

Severus alerts the Aurors, “I wonder where she got it from. She has no talent when it comes to brewing.”

“Granger. She brewed it at home and gave it to Ginny.” Harry hates his former friends and has been keeping an eye on them, “At least Ron turned out decent.”

“That is because he is at Durmstrang and they are more strict.” Severus and Harry inform the Aurors of what happened. They make their way to the Great Hall, where Ginny and Hermione are promptly arrested. Severus and Harry return to their rooms. Severus kisses Harry softly, “I want another child.”

Harry’s eyes light up, “Really? You said you had enough with five.”

“I changed my mind.” Severus kisses him again, “I am allowed to do that.”

Harry growls and drags his husband to their bedroom. He is glad he found Merlin’s lost time turner and was able to change the future for the better.

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Harry curses his luck, only he would present and immediately go into heat just when he is about to go to a Halloween Party. He just hopes he makes it to his home before the wrong people find out. He quickly turns around and leaves. He runs into Draco Malfoy, “Sorry.”

Draco takes one sniff and laughs, “Only you have your luck. Luckily, it didn’t happen at the party.”

“Tell me about it.” Harry sighs, “Why does everything happen to me on Halloween?”

Draco shrugs, “I have no idea. But you should head home.”

“I was on my way.” Harry starts to feel hot, “I really have to go.”

“Just call Dobby to take you home.” Draco rolls his eyes, “You know he is devoted to you.”

“Oh, right.” He calls Dobby, and the next instant, he is home.

Draco is stepping out of the bathroom when he hears voices. He follows them and sees Granger and half the Weasel family gathered. He casts an eavesdropping charm and listens.

“Where is Harry? He should be here by now.”

“You don’t think something happened? Someone else got to him?

“No, I timed it so his rut would start at the party.”

“I am sure he will be here any moment, and once he presents as an Alpha, Ginny will give him a love potion, and they will leave and mate.”

“What if he is not an Alpha”

“Potters always have been Alphas.”

“We just have to make sure Ginny falls pregnant immediately.”

Draco has heard enough. He walks over to his mate and tells him what he overheard. “I want to kill them.”

Remus is fuming, “I knew they were up to something. I have been telling Sirius for ages that he should not trust them.”

“Well, Harry is out of their reach.” Draco soothes his omega, “Relax. The stress is not good for the baby.”

Remus takes a calming breath, “We need to tell Harry. He can take legal actions this time.”

“I want to be there when they find out the truth.” Draco sees them rejoin the party and look around, “You think Black will change his tune once he finds out the truth?”

“I will bet on it.” He and Sirius had a falling out when Remus chose Draco as his Alpha.

Harry is pleasantly sore, he stretches and wiggles his ass against the hardness he feels against his backside.

“Stop it.”

Harry turns around and chuckles, “Who says I want to stop?”

“Love, we’ve been having sex for five days straight. I know how sore you are.”

Harry kisses his mate, “You’re right. But I can still suck you off.”

“Well, get on it then.”

Harry rolls his eyes, “So romantic.”

“You don’t love me for my romanticism. As I recall, you love me for my enormous huge cock.”

Harry shuts his mate up by deep throating said enormous huge cock. He strokes himself while he lazily pleasures his mate. He feels his mate’s cock swell in his mouth, and soon he drinks down his seed. As he swallows, he cums all over his own hand. He lies back next to his mate, “Do you think I am pregnant?”

“Yes.” Severus leans over his mate, “We know that we are very compatible,” he kisses Harry, tasting himself, “And seeing as you are you, we would have conceived even if you had taken a potion.”

“I am glad you are my Alpha,” Harry’s stomach grumbles, “Feed me, Alpha.”

Severus snorts, “Get up and take a shower. Breakfast will be waiting for you, your majesty.”

Half an hour later, they received a message from Draco. “I wonder what he wants.” Two minutes later, he and Remus step out of the floo. Harry greets them, “Sup?”

“We have some news for you.” Draco and Remus sit down. Draco looks at his godfather, “Can we use your pensive. Better to show you.”

Ten minutes later, they are ejected. Severus wraps his arms around his husband, “They will pay for this.”

“I knew they weren’t my real friends.” Harry hangs his head, “Took me too long to realize that.”

“We told Sirius, he is backing you on this. He is just as mad as you.” Remus smirks, “I talked to Greyback, who talked to his goblin friend, and the goblins want to meet with you.”

“You should. You know, with Dumbledore as Minister, he will just make this go away.” Draco snorts, “That man is an Omega yet does nothing to better life for Omegas.”

Harry takes a deep breath, “Goblins first. Then Sirius.” He hasn’t talked to his godfather since he told him that he was dating Severus. Sirius never got over his hatred of Severus and made Harry choose between them. Sirius was surprised when Harry chose Severus.

Sirius is serving tea, “Harry came to me. He presented.”

“Oh, did he?” Molly feigns ignorance, “He must have been scared.”

“Not really. He knew he was an omega since he was a child.” Sirius bites back a laugh when Molly chokes on her tea, “He was just annoyed it happened on Halloween.”

“O..Omega, you say?” Molly takes another sip, which puts a spinner in their plans. Ron will simply have to mate with Harry.

The children join their mother, Ginny sits down, “I miss Harry.”

“Yeah, haven’t seen my mate in a while,” Ron starts to stuff his mouth.”

“Well, Harry has been busy getting pounded into oblivion by his Alpha.” Sirius puts up a shield when Ron spits out his food. “Pig.”

Ginny screeches, “WHAT?”

“Harry is an omega, and when he presented, he went to his Alpha to spend his heat together. I am pretty sure he is already carrying a pup. Sirius hates that Snivellus is Harry’s Alpha and that Harry is with him. He would kill Snivellus, but he and Harry are mated, and killing Snivellus would kill Harry.

Hermione pales, “But Potters are Alphas.”

“Lily was a Muggle-born.” Sirius looks at her, “Muggle-borns always have omega children. Why do you think most Muggle-borns don’t find mates?”

Hermione curses herself; she didn’t know. They have to talk to Dumbledore. He has to fix this.

Sirius hears a knock on the door, and he goes to answer it. “Come in.” He leads a mix of Aurors and goblins into the kitchen, “They’re here.”

Auror Malfoy quickly disarms them, “Molly Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Ronald Weasley, and Hermione Granger, you are under arrest for forcing a heat, attempted rape, attempted line theft, and what else we can find.”

The goblin snarls, “We are here on behalf of Lord Potter to make sure justice is done.”

“My son overheard you. We have his memories of you discussing what you wanted to do to Harry.” Lucius nods at his colleagues, and they are quickly arrested, “And Albus won’t save you. He was appalled by your actions and has finally decided to change the laws.”

Sirius sits down after everyone is gone, “You can come out now.”

Harry reveals himself, “Thank you for letting me be here to witness their arrests.”

“Where are the others?”

“Gone.” Harry hugs himself, “I am pregnant.”

“Your funeral.” Sirius lets out a bitter laugh, “Your father would be so mad. There must be something wrong with you, or you would not be with Snivellus.”

“Get over yourself.” Harry doesn’t want to fight, “I am with someone who loves me for me and not a version of a dead man. You are stuck in the past; no wonder Remus chose Draco over you.”

“Get out and never come back.” Sirius gets up, “You are dead to me.”

“I pity you.” Harry leaves and goes home to his husband.

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Ron walks into Grimmauld Place like he owns the place. He sneers, “What is that doing here?” He points at Draco, “Who let that Death Eater in?”

“Draco is here because it is not safe anywhere else for him to be,” Sirius walks over to Draco, “Plus, he is family and has more reason to be here than you.” He looks at his cousin, “Ignore him, we all do.”

“You cannot trust him!” Ron is mad, “Where is Harry? He would never allow the ferret into his home!”

Sirius growls, “It is my home, a home which you are a guest in.” He steps closer, “For now.” Everyone is getting tired of Ron’s shit.

“And it was Harry’s idea for me to come here,” Draco puts his glass away after cleaning it, “You know, since my head is wanted on a platter since I am a traitor and all.” He pushes past Ron and goes back to his room. Let the weasel stew in his anger, Draco enters his room and smiles.

Ginny is rolling her eyes, “Honestly, Ron, get over yourself.” She had to listen to her brother rant for over an hour, and she is tired of hearing his voice. She doesn’t want to spend her whole summer vacation listening to Ron.

Sirius enters, “What is going on?” He has heard raised voices and decided to see what’s up. He isn’t surprised when he sees Ron at the center of it.

“Ron here thinks Draco is spying on us and snitching to his aunt. He is also convinced it was Draco who turned him into a ferret yesterday evening. He also blames Draco for Hermione breaking up with him two days ago. He can’t accept that it's his off-putting personality that drove her away.” Ginny crosses her arms over her chest, “He also blames Draco for me not wanting to date Harry, saying he must have put a spell on me. Ron ignores the fact that I am in love with Dean and happy with him. In his small mind, Harry and I need to be dating and later on marry so that Ron can be related to him and use his connection to Harry to get ahead in life.” She snorts, “Nevermind that Harry is also happy with his partner.”

Ron shakes his head, “SEE! You keep speaking nonsense! You and Harry are made for each other. Mother agrees with me. I know you love Harry and are only using Dean to make him jealous. And Harry has no partner.” Ron snarls, “Malfoy did something! And I know it was him who turned me into a ferret. It was payback for laughing at him when he was turned into one in our fourth year.” He starts to pace, “He is an evil, foul Slytherin Death Eater. You are all too stupid to believe he has changed sides. He is just telling you what you want to hear, and when you let your guard down, he will strike. I bet this is just another task from his new Master. You know he let the Death Eaters into our school and tried to kill Dumbledore!”

“I keep telling you that Draco took a vow,” Hermione has overheard him. “He also was questioned under veritaserum. And before you say anything about him beating it, Dumbledore also looked into his mind, and Draco was telling the truth. You know that Dumbledore and Draco planned everything together! You know that Harry was there and he told you that Draco dueled his aunt and almost managed to kill her!” She holds up her hands, “Just shut up, Ron. It’s people like you and your blind bigotry and hatred that make people like Draco, who seek out help, turn around and choose an even darker path. I am so sick of your constant Slytherins are evil crap. Pettigrew was a Gryffindor, and he is also a Death Eater. But you like to forget that. Or the fact that all houses have produced Death Eaters.”

“I am afraid she is right. Snape told me that because of my and James’ action he joined up with the Death Eaters. He just wanted to learn how to protect himself from our bullying.” Sirius sighs, “Honestly, we were no better than the other side. We just hide behind the light to make our actions seem justified.”

“And you need to accept that Harry will never be your brother-in-law.” Hermione looks at Ron with little patience left, “You won’t be able to live off his fame.” She knows that this is all that it is about for Ron. Being famous.

Ron sees his mother, “They are being mean to me!” His mother will agree with him.

She hugs him, “Don’t listen to them. Their minds have been poisoned by Draco.” She will handle this, and then Harry will be grateful and do whatever she wants. “We will set them straight.”

“I don’t see how he could have done such a thing.” Remus enters, having overheard them, “I am tired of listening to you two blame everything on Draco. Kreacher turned you into a ferret because he caught you stealing Regulus’ things.”

“No. Draco must have ordered Kreacher to do it.” Ron is steadfast in his accusations, “We know that Kreacher loves the little shit. He is poisoning all of you against us, and you are too blind to see it.” He shakes his head, “And I would never steal! It is just another thing made up by the jr Death Eater.”

Remus growls, “Shut up, Ronald. Draco had nothing to do with this!” His patience is wearing thin.

“How can you be sure?” Ron narrows his eyes, “Don’t tell me he got you, too. You are a werewolf, you are supposed to smell when someone is evil!”

“I’ve been fucking Draco into the mattress for the past four days, that’s why you haven’t seen him. He didn’t have the time nor the brainpower to plot anything.” Remus moves closer to Ron, “The only one spreading poison around here is you. You are just jealous that Draco is better than you and braver than you could ever be. He doesn’t need to hold his mother’s hand to get up in the morning.”

“YOU DID WHAT?” Molly screeches, “How could you? He is just a boy! You took advantage of him!”

“Draco is an adult, and I don’t have to answer to you.” Remus stands taller and growls so loud that the windows rattle, “Leave my mate alone.” He casts a spell, and suddenly things start to fly out of Ron and Molly’s pockets. “I see that you really weren’t stealing.”

“I think you and Ron need to leave.” Sirius looks at the pair, “As a matter of fact, you are banned from my home.” He calls Kreacher, “Make sure they can never come back. Oh, and make sure they can’t reveal this location to anyone.” He is going to alert Amelia and report the theft. He now knows where all the other things have disappeared to.

Kreacher smirks, “Will be happy to do so, master.”

Ginny holds out her palm, “Pay up.”

Hermione groans and hands Ginny some coins. She looks at Remus, “We were betting whether or not Draco was your mate.”

Remus chuckles, “He is. We’ve known since I taught at Hogwarts. We used Dobby to write to each other, and we decided that as soon as he turned seventeen, we were going to mate.”

“I also looked into getting Draco away from home, but Lucius has too much power, and Draco agreed it was best if he stayed until his birthday.” Sirius chuckles, “Draco is Bones’ source, because of him, many Death Eaters have been arrested.”

Remus suddenly laughs, “Too bad Ron is gone already. Draco doesn’t have the dark mark anymore. It now looks like a wolf tattoo.” He was furious when Draco told him what his father offered him up as a sacrificial lamb to be marked.

“I will be sure to let him see my arm next time,” Draco arrives and drapes himself over Remus’ back, “You should also have told him that I was too busy choking on your cook to give any orders.”

Remus kisses Draco’s cheek, “Next time.”

“Can I stay here?” Ginny looks at Sirius, “I don’t want to go home and listen to their rants.”

“Sure,” Sirius claps his hands, “Let’s go to the library, there are a few spells that you can use on Ron.”

“Awesome.”

Hermione sighs, “Why won’t Ron accept that I don’t want to be with him?” She is tired of him trying to get back together.

“He just wants to be with you because he needs you to pass his classes.” Remus walks over to her and puts a comforting hand on her shoulder, “I smelled Lavender Brown on him.”

“I was surprised when you dated him since he was with Brown the day before.” Draco frowns, “Oh fucking hell,” he looks at Hermione, “He is dating both of you. Lavender for the sex and you, for the brains. I overheard him complain to his mother that you would not have sex with him.”

“That little fucking gnome!” She is furious, “Draco, do you want to help me make Ron’s return to Hogwarts a living hell?”

“Is it Christmas yet?” Draco smiles gleefully, “I can use my network to help.”

“Just don’t kill him,” Remus kisses Draco’s cheek, “Have fun.”

Ron is mad; he hasn’t seen Harry nor Hermione in weeks. Even worse, he and his mother were arrested for stealing from Sirius! They both had to give everything back and pay damages! His friends are ignoring his letters, and Hermione even sent him a howler that followed him into Diagon Alley, where it went off, and everyone heard her scream at him, and then people laughed at him. Suddenly, he gets an idea. He takes out some parchment and a quill and starts to write a short message. An evil smirk crosses his face.

Severus is looking at the note; he curses the foolish boy. He looks at Harry, “What do you want to do?”

Harry, who is pretending to be Voldemort, sighs. “We need to bring him here. I would not put it past him to go to the press.”

Severus changes back into Lucius, “He will expect something to happen to Draco. He knows Lucius would never accept Draco being mated to a wolf.”

Harry is silent for a long time. “I think we need to let Ron dig himself deeper. Don’t bring him here. Let him see that his actions didn’t work.”

“What if he goes to the papers?” Severus sends a copy to Remus, “Remus just might kill Ron if he keeps this up. I mean, he did kill Nott for less, but that was before they were mated.” Not that Nott is a big loss, the man had it coming.

“Thanks to Voldi, I know how to set up a ban on certain topics. If Ron does, I will send you to the papers, and you, as Lucius, can scare them into not printing anything or print what we want them to print.” Harry suddenly has an idea, “I'll let Hermione deal with him. She has been looking for another excuse to mess with Ron after she found out he was cheating on her.”

“He still wants you to marry his sister.” Severus pinches the bridge of his nose, “As does his mother. Ginny showed me a memory of the latest conversation between the two, in which they mentioned using love potions. They are set on being related to Lord Potter.”

“I think it is time to reveal that I am happily married,” Harry changes back into himself, “As soon as we have dealt with Bellatrix and Narcissa.” He smirks, “Well, too bad that I am not Lord Potter.”

Severus nods, “I hope we can solve this before Hogwarts starts.” He doubts it, though.

Harry turns back into Voldemort, “I think it is time we thin the herd a bit more.”

Ron is frowning. Nothing has happened to Draco yet. He wonders why the Dark Lord hasn’t used the mark to kill him yet, or why Malfoy Sr hasn’t disowned him yet. They have been back at school for a day, and Ron sent another note to them about Draco being mated to Remus last night. Do they not care, or are they planning something bigger? He is looking at Harry, “Hey mate. Any plans to take him out yet?” He hopes Harry has a plan and Ron can join him and be seen as a hero.

“Nope.” Harry goes back to his book. He smiles at Ginny and Dean, “Hey, guys.”

“Hey, Harry,” Ginny kisses his cheek, “I must say you look better.”

“I really needed to get away from everything.” He winks at her, “And the sex really helped.”

Ginny giggles, “I bet. You have this thoroughly shagged look on you.”

Harry chuckles, “I did wake up nicely this morning, and then we had another round in the shower.”

Ron is red in the face, “Stop! I don’t want to hear about you fucking some skank while your future wife is mooning over you.” He wonders what slut Harry is seeing. He will make her go away.

“Is he for real?” Neville shakes his head, “Ginny has made it very clear that she is in love with Dean.”

“I have,” she holds out her hand, “We also exchanged promise rings.” Her father was happy, while her mother was mad. Luckily, Sirius gave her some protection; they all fear Molly will use spells or potions on her to get her to marry Harry.

“WHAT?” Ron jumps to his feet, “HOW COULD YOU?” He points his wand at his sister, “There must be something wrong with you. I knew Draco did something to you!”

“10 points from Gryffindor for causing a disturbance and another 20 points for pointing your wand at a fellow student.” Pomona looks sternly at Ron, “You might want to take a walk.” She watches him leave and turns back to the students, “He will blow a gasket when he finds out who you are married to Harry.”

“I am aware.” He is not looking forward to that day. Hopefully, he will be far away.

“I bet he is going to blame Draco for your choice of partner,” Hermione rolls her eyes, “He blames Draco for everything as we just heard.”

“No one would blame Remus if he took a chunk out of Ron,” Pomona shrugs when the students look at her, “Honestly, the boy has it coming; he is alienating everyone.”

“I heard that Lavender dumped him. Even she is tired of his shit.” Neville leans closer, “She is now dating McLaggen.”

Hermione laughs, “That was actually Draco. He laced Ron’s food with truth serum, and it went from there.”

Ron is furious; everyone is against him! Draco turned everyone against him! He is making his way to the Daily Prophet; it is time the world knows the truth. After an hour, he leaves with a satisfied smile on his face. He walks into the Great Hall and smirks at Malfoy, “You are going down!”

Draco rolls his eyes, “Whatever weasel.” He gets up and walks down to Snape’s office. He knocks on the door and enters, “Weasley did something.”

“He went to the Daily Prophet.” Harry sighs, “Severus is handling it.” He shakes his head, “Ron will be in for a big surprise tomorrow morning.”

“I hate it when Uncle Sev looks like my father,” he shudders, “I hope this is soon over and I never have to see the face of Lucius again.”

“We hope to be done by Christmas.” Harry yawns, “It is exhausting pretending to be someone else.”

“Better you than me,” Draco gets up, “I have to go, Remus will be here soon. We’re going to have a date in the Room of Requirements.”

“Have fun.”

Dumbledore is looking at the dead bodies of Narcissa and Bellatrix. He looks at Harry and Severus, “What happened?” He is glad that it is finally over; these two were the last two left.

“We played them against each other, and they killed each other.” Severus sits down, “We framed Bellatrix for the miscarriages Narcissa suffered in her earlier years.” Once they knew which buttons to push, it was easy.

“And we framed Narcissa for killing Nagini and Voldemort. We know that Bella was in love with him and took his death hard.” Harry looks at his headmaster and smirks, “We also accidentally left memories that showed Bellatrix killing Lucius.”

“I am glad your plan worked.” Albus was skeptical at first, but their plan was bulletproof, and they avoided a war. There was a war, but it was between the Death Eaters. Who knew that playing them against each other would be so easy?

“I am glad that I don’t have to pretend to be Lucius anymore,” Severus shudders, “That man was foul, and I need to bleach my mind from his memories.” He did take great pleasure in killing the man; he made Lucius pay for everything he put Draco through.

“Honestly, I had fun pretending to be a madman,” Harry chuckles, “It was fun ordering people around and scaring them.” But he did hate using the cruciatus curse on people, but he had a cover to maintain.

Severus huffs, “Of course you did.” He still can’t believe how easy it was to kill Voldemort. He disguised himself as Narcissa and simply pushed him down the stairs at an opportune moment. Nagini was more difficult, but an overdose of Muggle sleeping pills did the trick.

Albus laughs, “I am glad you are in good spirits. Now it is time to announce that Voldemort and his followers are dead, and we can start to rebuild.”

“Yeepee.” Harry burns Voldemort’s clothes, “Sev, I want pizza and ice cream.”

“You can eat whatever you want, you deserve it,” he looks at his husband, “I have booked us a table at our favorite restaurant in Italy.” He looks at Albus, “We will be back in two days and give our statements. My husband and I need to decompress.”

Albus’ eyes twinkle, “How about you give me your statements now, and you come back in a week?”

“YES!”

Ron is boiling mad. The Dark Lord is dead, most of his supporters have been arrested or are dead, and Ron wasn’t involved at all. Harry and Snape are getting all the glory; they came up with the plan to take them all out. Ron gets nothing; he wasn’t part of any of it. They did it all on their own! Worse, the ferret also gets credit! He sees Draco laugh, and he gets mad all over again. Everyone believes he has changed, but Ron knows better: once a Death Eater, always a Death Eater. He might have helped, but Ron knows Draco is planning something. Now that the Dark Lord is dead, Draco can take his place. He gets up and stalks over to the Slytherin table, “You should be dead likey your filthy whore of a mother, you fucking Death Eater.”

Draco simply rolls up his sleeve, “You should get your facts straight before you accuse someone of being a Death Eater.” He knew this was coming. Ron has been too silent the past few days.

Ron opens and closes his mouth, “You.. But I saw a mark on your arm!” This must be some trick!

“I have a tattoo of a wolf because my mate is a wolf.” Draco sneers at Ron, “It is not my fault you are too stupid to recognise a wolf when you see one.”

“It is a pretty tattoo. Does Remus look like this in his wolf form?” Daphne takes a closer look, “Oh, its tail is wagging!”

Draco smiles, “It means you are a good person. If the wolf is growling, the person can’t be trusted.” He looks at Ron, “Like you.”

Ron takes out his wand, “You are wearing a glamor!” He takes out his wand and casts several revealing spells, but nothing happens. “I know you are a Death Eater!”

“Detention, Mr Weasely and 50 points from Gryffindor,” Albus looks at Ron with disappointment, “You should apologize to Lord Malfoy. He is clearly not a Death Eater.”

Ron storms off. He will show them that he is right.

“Hermione is right, he will not give up.” Draco sighs, “And I wonder what he meant when he said he saw my mark? I only got the mark the morning I let them all into the castle, and I never ran into Ron. The only time I saw Ron was in the kitchen at Grimmauld Place, and my mark was covered then.”

“I believe Draco he mistook you for Theo.” Daphne looks at the Headmaster, “Ron is also jealous that he doesn’t get to share in the glory of defeating Voldemort.”

“I am aware. Everyone is keeping an eye on him.” Albus leaves; he will have a strong word with Minerva. She has been too lenient on Ronald. He is just glad that Harry is still on his reprieve with Severus and won’t see Ron until the new year.

Sirius is sitting at the kitchen table. Remus joins him. “Deep thoughts?”

Sirius shakes his head, “Nah, just remembering the night you told me you slept with Draco and mated him. The look on Ron’s face was priceless.”

Remus chuckles, “I blame the closeness of the full moon for that, but we don’t regret it. We were planning something more romantic, but we were both overcome with emotions. And Ron is happy that I didn’t kill him.”

“I don’t know if I should ask you for details or not.” Sirius hands him a key, “Malfoy Manor is yours and Draco’s.”

“Draco doesn’t want to go back there.” He still takes the key, “I popped a knot when we bonded.”

Sirius chokes on his beer, “What the hell?” He is coughing hard. Remus must be joking.

Remus is laughing, “I am not joking. I was half wolf, half man, and Draco was so slick I kept slipping out of him.” He won’t tell Sirius that he is making it up; the look on his face is too good.

“Sorry, I asked.” Sirius huffs, “At least I didn’t walk in on you and Draco. I still have nightmares of seeing Snape riding Harry.”

“To be fair, you broke into the lab, a lab that was warded.” Remus gets up, “I need to go over the Malfoy properties. Draco wants to move to another country after he has graduated.”

“Harry is moving to Japan, Snape got offered a job with the Japanese Potions Guild.” Sirius also gets up, “I have decided to move to Brazil. Lots of hot girls to charm and beaches to laze around.”

“Draco wants to move to the southern hemisphere,” Remus claps Sirius on the back, “To be as far as possible from Ron.”

“Ginny might ask to take her with you,” Sirius chuckles, “Molly has thrown a tantrum when her other children told her they are moving to other countries. She blames Charlie for that and has been badgering Ginny about staying at the Burrow and getting Harry to stay with them.”

Remus rolls his eyes. Molly needs to stop living in a fantasy where Harry married Ginny.

Molly is looking at Ron’s N.E.W.T results. She can’t believe it, “You failed? You will never get into the Auror program with this!” She is so disappointed, “Were you sleeping during classes?”

“He was too busy ranting about Draco being a mini Death Eater and growling at Harry for not dating me.” Ginny reads the results, “I was right, without Hermione to help you, you are hopeless.” Ginny and Hermione had a lot of fun messing with Ron, and Peeves even joined in. He was the reason Ron and Lavender were caught after curfew in an empty classroom having sex.

“I am sure Harry will come around and ask you out when he is ready. One day, you will be Lady Potter and look back on this time and be glad you waited for him.” Molly looks back at Ron, “You will retake your NEWTs, and you will pass this time. No arguments!”

Ginny sighs, soon she will be seventeen and move out and live with Sirius until she finishes school. She can’t wait to leave this place; luckily, Draco offered her and Dean one of the overseas Malfoy properties where they can move into once she has graduated

Ron whines, “I don’t want to retake them! Just ask Dad to get me into the Auror program or Dumbledore.”

Molly swats his arm, “No! You know that your father doesn’t have that kind of pull, and Dumbledore isn’t going to help you either. This is your mess, and you will have to fix it!”

“ARE YOU TELLING ME HARRY IS MARRIED TO SNAPE AND PREGNANT WITH HIS CHILD? HOW COULD HE BETRAY ME LIKE THAT? AFTER EVERYTHING SNAPE DID TO HARRY, HE MARRIES THE GIT? IS HE MENTAL?”

Hermione silences Ron, “Snape had a role to play. You know he was Dumbledore’s spy.” She sighs, “They are mates, you know that Harry was bitten by Greyback during his second year, and that is when they found out. He told you, but you ignored it. Dumbledore covered for them by setting up extra lessons so they could get to know each other.” She lets out a deep sigh, “Hadn’t you realised that Harry hasn't been sleeping in dorms the past two years? He has been sleeping in Snape’s quarters.”

“How come the whole school knew except you?” Ginny wonders if Ron took too many bludgers to his head, “After Voldemort’s death was announced, they weren’t keeping it a secret anymore. Students saw them kissing all the time.” Ginny realises her brother is good at ignoring things he doesn’t like, like the fact that Hermione is back with Krum.

“Are you telling me Snape slept with a child?” Molly clutches her chest, “What if Snape did something to him to get his hands on Harry Potter’s money?”

Ginny rolls her eyes, “Mother, Snape has inherited the Prince fortune. He has no need for Harry’s money.”

“And Harry got emancipated when he participated in the tournament.” Hermione raises an eyebrow, “They mated after Harry’s sixteenth birthday, if you must know. And Harry is not Lord Potter.”

Ron furiously leaves. He can’t believe this! Harry should have married his sister and not the greasy git!

“Snape is a Prince?” Molly sits down heavily, “I thought Harry was the Potter heir.”

Hermione and Ginny look at each other, and Hermione nods. Ginny looks at her mother, “Harry is Lord Peverell.”

Molly lets out a hysterical laugh, Peverell? She could have been related to a Peverell if things had gone differently! She realises all her plans and dreams are for nought.

Ginny is meeting with her friends, “Father lost his job at the Ministry because of Ron.”

Draco almost drops his spoon, “What did the idiot do now?”

“Ron kept ranting about how evil Slytherins are and how Snape is raping Harry and that he needs to be saved. He broke into Dad’s office and stole a few Muggle artifacts. He used dark magic on them and tried to hide them among a few Slytherins. He was caught and arrested. Dad lost his job because he and his mother did nothing about Ron. You see, they received orders to send Ron to a mind healer but ignored the orders.”

“What about your mother?” Harry leans against his husband; they left Britain behind them four years ago.

“She keeps saying Ron is innocent, and Dad just does nothing. Dumbledore checked Dad for potions; he doesn’t have any in him, nor spells.” Ginny sighs sadly, “I talked to Aunt Muriel, and she is going to enact an old family law to get control of Molly and Ron.”

“I think it might be best to remove their magic and ban them from our world.” Remus kisses Draco’s cheek, “And I doubt Ron wants to be handed another defamation lawsuit.” Since Ron had no money to his name, he had to spend some time in Azkaban.

Ginny has to agree, “You might be right.”

“I am just glad that I never saw Ron after he found out about Sev and me,” Harry knows it would have been ugly. “Draco, did you ever confront Ron about sending notes to your father and Voldemort?”

“I did. It was when I sued him. I think that's why he was sent to Azkaban and not because he had no money to pay me.” Draco shrugs, “I try not to think too much about him.”

“Scrimgeour is going to make an example out of Ron,” Severus hums, “He has no patience for fools like him.”

Ron is growling at the child, “Watch where you are going, you little rat!” He is angry, he has been banned from the magical world, and his magic has been bound. His wand was also snapped, that was after he had to spend another eight years in Azkaban, and it is all Draco’s fault!

The child starts to cry, it hurts when he fell on his butt, “Mommy!”

A woman wearing a beanie picks up her child, and she looks at the man who ran into her child, “Ron?” She never thought she would see him again.

“Hermione?” Ron looks at the child in her arms, “Yours?”

“Yes,” she kisses her son’s cheek, “Go to daddy.” She watches him run to his father and turns back to Ron, “You ran into him! Like every other time, you blame someone else!” She shakes her head in disappointment, “You haven’t changed at all!”

“You were supposed to marry me!” Ron closes his mouth; this was not what he meant to say.

Hermione laughs, “According to you? To your worldview? Oh, grow up, Ronald.” She has so much to say, but she knows it will fall on deaf ears. She simply turns around and joins her family.

Ron watches her go, and jealousy overtakes him when he sees what he believes is Draco kissing Hermione. He growls and starts to run towards them when out of nowhere a bus hits him and sends him flying through the air. He lands with a hard thud on the street, and people are screaming at the gruesome scene.

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Harry played with his food, Voldemort showed himself, and people realised Harry told the truth all along. In the aftermath, Fudge lost his position as Minister, and Scrimgeour took his place. He tried to eat, but the loss of Sirius was choking him. Why did Sirius not trust him and stay put? Did Sirius have so little faith in Harry that he ignored his pleas? Did Sirius even care about Harry? The more he thought about it, the more convinced he was that Sirius didn’t care about him at all. The man, after all, spent years in prison, innocent at that, without ever seeking anyone out to plead his case. Sirius only broke out after he saw that Peter was still alive. He pushed his plate and looked at the staff table. The mood was somber. He looked at his friends, Ron stuffed his mouth full of food, and Hermione had her head buried in a book. They cared little that Harry lost his godfather, too busy trying to order him around. He could feel eyes on him, and when he looked up, his eyes locked with Snape, and Harry felt better. Snape was the only one Harry could trust; the man showed him time and time again that he truly cared about Harry and not the moniker slapped on him as a baby.

“You need to give another interview,” Hermione put her book down, “I will make Rita write one where you can lay out our next plans.” She received orders on their next moves.

“What are your plans?” Harry snarled, “Did you and Ron make them while I was burying my godfather?” He is not in the mood. “Did you ever consider that I need to mourn him first before you two get me into trouble again?”

Ron swallowed the food in his mouth, “Harry, mate, we are only trying to help. Sirius would want you to get revenge.”

Hermione’s tone was prissy, “Don’t take that tone with us. We are your friends and care about you.” She swatted his arm, “You are not in your right mind to make any plans. Your grief is clouding your judgment, and you would end up killing yourself, and then there would be no one left to face Voldemort.” She closed her book, “That is why you have us. We are making sure you stay alive.”

Before Harry could retort, the door to the Great Hall opened, and the new Minister walked into the Great Hall, followed by several Aurors. He stopped before Harry, gave him a nod, then looked at Hermione. “Hermione Granger, you are under arrest for kidnapping, illegal imprisonment, and blackmailing of Rita Skeeter.” He nodded at an Auror who put cuffs on Hermione.

Albus stood up, “I am sure this is just a small misunderstanding.” He looked at Kingsley, “Surely there is no need to arrest her.”

Kingsley shook his head, “We have Rita’s memories. Hermione also threatened her if she did not write what she wanted.” He could not believe this was happening.

Scrimgeour stared at Headmaster Dumbledore, “Just because she is a Gryffindor does not mean she is exempt from punishment. I will make sure that justice will be done. The time of favoritism is over. There is also the small fact that she helped Sirius Black escape by using an illegal time turner.” The Minister nodded at another Auror, “Ginerva Weasley, you are under arrest for opening the Chamber of Secrets.”

“That wasn’t me! I was possessed by You-Know-You.” She crossed her arms over her chest, “I am innocent!” She could not be arrested; she was supposed to make Harry fall in love with her.

“I must agree. Miss Weasley was a victim.” Albus smiled, “She is not responsible for the opening of the Chamber. Voldemort is.”

“But she is guilty of not coming forth with the diary and telling an adult.” Scrimgeour raised an eyebrow at Dumbledore, “She is going to be interrogated either way.” He looked at Ron, “Mr. Weasley, you are under arrest for failing to report a crime.”

“WHAT?” Ron spat his food everywhere, “I didn’t do anything!”

“That is the reason why you are under arrest.” Scrimgeour cleaned up the mess. “Your mother was arrested this morning. We found several illegal potions in her home.”

“I know them very well and I am sure this is all just a small misunderstanding.” Albus did not like this. He should have been made aware of this, so he would have been prepared. But he would find a way out of this.

The Minister ignored him and pointed to more Aurors, “Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, you will be escorted to the Ministry, where you will explain why you let a student use a time turner. Why you allowed a teacher to use a blood quill and why you covered up the wrong doings of Gryffindors.”

Albus sighed and went quietly. He would smooth this over, and then he would train Harry and tell him how to defeat Voldemort.

Harry watched as they were led away. The students were whispering to each other. He stood up, “I am going to take a walk.” He left, and instead of going outside, he went up to the seventh floor and entered the Room of Requirement.

“I knew you would be here,” Snape sat down next to Harry and put an arm around the teen. “What made you so angry earlier?”

He leaned into Snape, “Hermione and Ron made plans for me. What I should do next. Hermione wanted me to give another interview. They don’t care that I lost my godfather and am still grieving.”

“I hope you do not blame yourself. Black decided to ignore you and join the fight. If he had simply stayed put, he would still be alive.” Snape sighed, “Bella thinks Sirius wanted to die and be with his friends. Lupin agrees; he has been telling her how Sirius kept mentioning James and Lily and how much he misses them. Sirius barely mentioned you.” He never liked Black and hates the man for hurting Harry.

Harry cried, “I know he didn’t care about me. I didn’t even really know him, but he was family, and it hurts. He was another connection to my parents who is now gone. I only have you and Remus left.” He sniffled, “I know that Sirius fired the first spell at Bella and that she only defended herself. I don’t blame her.” They all had planned the confrontation at the Ministry beforehand; everyone had a role to play. Sirius wasn’t supposed to be there. He mumbled, “He called me James during the fight.” Harry regretted that he never got to know his godfather, but he was busy helping Tom and Bella untangle Dumbledore’s web.

“I am sorry that he did not see you for you but saw your father.” He put Harry’s head in his lap and ran his fingers through his raven hair, “Tom is going to meet with Scrimgeour next week. He wants you to be there.”

He nodded, “I was not expecting them to be arrested so quickly.” He closed his eyes, enjoying the closeness between them.

“Scrimgeour is working fast, and he is not a pushover like Fudge.” Snape kept carding his fingers through Harry’s hair, “Umbridge is dead. I killed her. I dissolved her body with acid and ground her bones into powder. But before that, I made her write lines with a blood quill that also cruciod her.” He was furious when he found out she was using a blood quill and no one was doing anything about it. “Fudge will be facing consequences for letting her run free since she made it known she had permission from him.” He knew that Lucius was leading the charge against Fudge since his own son was subjected to the blood quill. Severus was aware that Draco did get detention on purpose with her to show proof to his family what Umbridge was doing with the Minister’s blessing.

A smile crossed Harry’s face, “Thank you.” He knew Snape killed her for him. Snape also killed the Dursleys for him after he found out how they treated Harry. He thought back to that day after he returned to them after his second year. Vernon was beating him when Snape burst in and immediately broke every bone in Vernon’s body. Snape then immobilized Petunia and invaded her mind, and afterwards he made Petunia and Vernon beat their son, Dudley, to death. He then made them beat each other to death.

“What are you smiling about now?”

“Remembering when you killed The Dursleys and saved me from them.” Harry, in return, killed Pettigrew after the rat cruciod Snape in the Shrieking Shack. He sliced Pettigrew open and made him eat his own intestines while he bled out. He also killed Greyback after the wolf made lewd comments about Luna, Draco, and Snape. He forced the man to turn into a werewolf and then hunted him with a rifle. He cut off his head and sent it to Dumbledore. “I wonder what is going to happen to them.”

“We will have to wait and see,” Snape got up, “I am acting headmaster, and I am allowing you to go home. Bella and Tom are waiting for you.” He placed a kiss on Harry’s head, “I will join you when I can, and we can talk about killing Diggle.”

Harry hugged him, “You are the best.”

Harry was back at Hogwarts for his sixth year. The Ministry started a legal battle against Dumbledore and his numerous supporters. Scrimgeour surprised everyone when he threw most of Dumbledore’s supporters into Azkaban for various smaller crimes. Doge quickly turned on Dumbledore, but it was too late; the man lost everything. That was before he was killed by Harry and Snape. The big shock came when Gellert Grindelwald stepped forward and made accusations against Dumbledore, backed up by cold, hard facts, adding even more trouble for the former headmaster. The Ministry also started an investigation into Hogwarts, and there is currently no headmaster; the board was given charge of the school. His magical guardian, Remus Lupin, was hired back and took up the position as the new head of Gryffindor and as DADA teacher. He sat in the Gryffindor common room when his peace was disturbed by Draco Malfoy, “How did you get in?” Finally, they could stop sniping at each other and stop pretending they hate each other.

“Remus gave me the password.” He inched closer, “You need to be careful, Pansy overheard Lavender and Hannah talking about slipping you a love potion or to confuse you and get you to sign a marriage contract.”

He sighed, “I was hoping for a quiet year.” It was thanks to Ron yelling after his arrest, about Harry being Lord Potter-Black, that girls and boys have been trying to get with him. “I do have some protective jewelry that blocks most spells aimed at me.” He rubbed his chin, “I just might follow Bella’s advice and ask Kreacher to provide my food and make sure no one slips me anything.”

Draco nodded, “Good idea.” He leaned back, “Father thinks the trials will last a year.” Draco was just happy that the troublemakers were gone. He could now approach his cousin just to talk.

“Tom is going to make sure Dumbledore is exposed.” Harry yawned, “I miss sleeping in.” Harry and Severus were busy during the summer, killing people who were a thorn in their side. They had a lot of fun watching Arabella Figg being eaten by her cats.

“I miss sleeping outside.” Draco got up, “I am going to tell Remus about Brown.” And hopefully, he could steal a kiss.

“There is no need. Lavender has been arrested and expelled.” Remus sat down, “A Ministry official caught her with a love potion, and they are illegal according to the Hogwarts charter.” He sighed, “Bella is going to make an announcement at dinner. She has gone over the charter and made some findings that impact everyone. Seems as if Albus ignored it and ruled the school like he wanted it to be ruled.”

Draco sat back down in Remus’ lap and kissed him, “I hope Lavender is gone before Uncle Sev gets to her. We all know he is very protective of you, Harry.” Everyone was aware not to mess with Harry, or you would end up dead. He knew that Goyle and Crabbe were killed by them during the summer break; it was payback for attacking Harry during a Quidditch game in their third year.

Remus snorted, “That is putting it mildly.” He wouldn’t be surprised if Brown ended up dead, depending on what her plans were for Harry. After all, Severus killed Cedric Diggory in the cemetery after the boy tried to push Harry into sleeping with him during the Triwizard Tournament and wouldn’t take no for an answer. He also knows that Harry killed the Lestrange brothers in return; they were giving Severus trouble and pranked him, some borderline dangerous pranks. He shuddered, remembering finding their bodies displayed in the foyer, looking like fallen angels.

Harry panted, “She was heavier than I thought.” He looked down at the dead and mutilated body of Tonks, “She died too easily.”

“She must not have been a good Auror,” Severus snorted, “A child could have overpowered her.” He filled the grave with dirt, “Remus and Draco will be happy to know she is gone.”

“Stupid bitch tried to make Remus cheat on Draco, she deserved to be torn apart.” Harry also found out Tonks was pretending to be his teacher in his last year to keep an eye on him. “Are they still looking for Lavender?”

He shook his head, “No. Her body was found this morning. Mauled by an animal.” Severus cleaned everything up and then started a fire. They threw their clothes in, washed themselves in the lake, and returned home.

“Who’s next?” Harry sat down on a sofa. “I still want to go after Dudley’s gang.”

Severus sat down next to him, “That can wait until they are released from Muggle prison.” He opened his notebook and crossed off Tonk’s name, “Mme Bones, but we need to wait for the trials to be over.” They wanted to kill Fudge, but the man died of a heart attack. “We can kill Avery before we return. Bella wants him gone.”

“How about we use him for fireworks? The new year is three days away.” Harry saw Severus laugh and smirked.

Severus found Harry playing with Nagini, “Molly Weasley has been kissed by the dementors. She has been found guilty of multiple crimes, among them dosing her husband with illegal potions.”

“What about the others?” Harry gave his testimony in private last year and hadn’t kept up with the trials. He focused on his studies and his developing relationship with Severus. He liked to remember their first kiss on Severus’ birthday. He took the potions master by surprise when he planted one on him. They had been dating ever since.

“Granger received twenty-five years in Azkaban, ten for her crimes against Rita and ten for those against you. The courtroom was appalled when she confessed to using compulsions and potions on you to get you to act like Dumbledore wanted. And another five for using an illegal time turner. Her magic has been removed, and once her sentence is over, she will be expelled from our world. Mr. Weasley received two years for covering for Miss Granger; he could have at any point stopped her and gone to the authorities, but he didn’t. Miss Weasley, after seeing a mind healer, has been sent to the loony bin at St. Mungo's. She was found to be unstable and obsessed with you. She planned on dosing you with love and lust potions, getting pregnant, and trapping you in marriage. It was uncovered that she knew what the diary was, but didn’t care. She loved the chaos she created.”

Harry growled, “She wanted my money, didn’t she?” His fake friends just wanted to get their hands on his money, money he didn’t even know he had at first. He was glad to have found real friends once he learned the truth.

“Yes. They were all found guilty of stealing from you, and you got everything back with interest. From what Tom told me, the Grangers lost everything because of their daughter. Arthur disowned his youngest two after he found out they weren’t his. Muriel Prewett had to cover the costs, and she is now broke since she also had to pay for Molly.” Snape petted Nagini, “Minerva McGonagall was fired from Hogwarts, and she was sentenced to life in Azkaban. She will not last long. The fact that she and Albus covered up the attempt on my life put the final nail in her coffin.”

“Good,” Harry came to hate his head of house after he found out the truth. He just might be paying her a visit. “Dumbledore?”

“Pushed through the veil.” Snape smirked, “He tried to escape, but Fawkes didn’t show up.” The bird bonded with Severus last year.

Harry laughed, “I would have loved to see the look on his face.” He got up from the floor, “I am glad the truth was revealed.” He kissed Severus, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Severus hummed against his lips, “I am officially the new headmaster. Since you are not returning to Hogwarts as a student but as my apprentice, I want you to move into my quarters.”

“I would like that.” Harry rested his head on Severus’ shoulder, “I want to wait until we are married to have sex.” He blushed, “I am not ready to go beyond kissing.”

Severus chuckled, “I didn’t invite you to move in with me with the expectation that we would have sex right away.” He cupped Harry’s face, “I just want to wake up next to my partner every morning.”

Harry beamed, “I would like that too.”

Severus looked at his partner, “You killed Minerva?”

“Happy Birthday.” Harry got up and sat down on his lap. “She deserved to die for her sins.”

Severus kissed him hard, “Marry me.”

“Yes.” Harry moaned, “I also killed Lucius. I saw an opportunity and took it.”

He groaned, “I wanted to kill him, but thank you.” Severus kissed him again, “I killed Slughorn. It was a birthday gift to myself. The coward thought he could make a deal with us.”

“How did you kill him? I followed Lucius into the Muggle world and pushed him in front of a bus.”

Severus started to disrobe Harry, “Show me the memory later.” He sucked a bruise into Harry’s shoulder, “I injected heroin into Slughorn’s veins. He overdosed, then I shrunk his body and stepped on him with my boot.”

“Fuck,” Harry moaned, “Make love to me.”

“You didn’t have to do it,” Harry looked at his husband, “But I know why you did it.”

Severus simply kissed him; he killed Ron a year after he was released. He locked the boy in a box with rats, and they ate him. Three years after that, he ended Ginny’s life, causing her take her own life. And Granger, he killed her a day after she was back in the Muggle world. He set her apartment on fire and watched as she burned alive. He made those who hurt Harry the most pay. He didn’t want to leave loose ends and give them a chance to try something. Besides, they have killed plenty of people for various reasons over the years. “Our kids will be over later. I ordered pizza, I thought we could eat outside.”

Harry wished he could have killed those who hurt his husband the most, but everyone was already dead. It was a hard blow to find out the truth, that his parents were not the saints he had been led to believe. He did get to kill Moody after the ex-Auror attacked Severus in the Forbidden Forest two years after Dumbledore’s death and made some baseless accusations. He impaled the ex-Auror on his wooden leg and watched as he slowly died. That night, they conceived their first child. Harry also killed those who tried to steal his husband from him. His last victim was Blaise Zabini, who thought that Severus was bored with Harry and their sex life and needed some fun to remind him how good sex can be. He didn’t draw Blaise’s death out; he simply cut off his cock and shoved it down his throat, making him suffocate. “I want to kill Kingsley. I found out he knew about the abuse and didn’t do anything.” He wrapped his arms around him, “I uncovered the deal he made and read his whole testimony.” He destroyed a few dummies after reading the file.

Severus smirked, “I have been looking for a reason to kill the man. I hate that he looks at you like a piece of meat for him to devour.” He kissed Harry again, “Next week, you lure him out, and then we will kill him together.”

“It's a date.”

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Harry walked down the corridor when suddenly he was pulled into a dark alcove. “What the hell?” He looked annoyed at the blonde, “What?”

Draco hissed, “There is a rumor going around that you and weaselette had a night of passion and that you are in love.” He was furious when he heard this rumor this morning.

“WHAT?” Harry paled. This could not be happening. “I hate her!”

“You heard me,” Draco pulled him closer, “Hurt him, and I will make sure no one ever finds your body.”

Harry growled, “I would never. Now let me go, I need to go talk to him.” He left and made his way down the familiar path. He knocked on the door and entered. He looked at his lover, “There is a rumor that Ginny and I had sex.” He took a step closer, “It is not true. You have to believe me.” He feared that this would be the end of them.

“I know.” Snape pulled the teen into his arms, “I know it is not true.” He kisses the teen with brutal force, “If it were, your remains would be scattered across the globe by now.” He kissed him again, softer. “I also trust you. You would not cheat, and I know you loathe the girl.”

Harry felt relieved, “Oh, good.” His fears were unfounded, “I trust you too. More than myself most days.”

“Plus the night Miss Weasley claims you two had your night of passion,” he smirked, “I was balls deep in you, and you were screaming yourself hoarse when I kept edging you.”

Harry blushed, “I can still feel you when I move.” He looked at his feet, “I was worried you would believe the rumors and end what we have.”

“Harry,” Snape lifted his chin up with his finger, “I am not one to believe in rumors. And this only ends when you finally come to your senses and move on.” He knows that sooner or later this affair will end. He would enjoy Harry’s body as long as he could; forever would be perfect in his book.

Harry shook his head, “I don’t want anyone else. When are you going to believe me?” He kissed Snape, “You can also tell your guard dog that we are fine.”

Snape raised an eyebrow, “Draco, I take it?” He saw Harry nod, “He is a bit protective of me. More so since his father died, and I am his new father figure now.”

Harry let out a long sigh, “Can I stay with you tonight?” He didn’t want to return to his common room and run into her.

“Yes.” Snape kissed him, “Go to your class and get your delectable arse back here later.” A few hours later, Harry was back, and Snape led him into his bedroom. “Undress and sit down on the bed.” He watched Harry strip for him and licked his lips, “Hard already?”

“You know your dominant voice turns me on.” Harry sat down. “What next, Sir?”

Snape took out his wand and put a blindfold over Harry’s eyes, “You will feel what happens next.” He got down on his knees and swallowed Harry's cock. He bobbed his head up and down and quickly brought his lover to an orgasm, drinking him down.

Harry was moaning and panting as Snape sucked him dry, running a hand through his hair, “Fuck.”

“Hmm,” Snape gave a kiss to the head of Harry’s cock and stood up, removing his clothes. He bent down and kissed his young lover, his tongue invading his mouth. He broke the kiss and stood straight, “Open.” He guided his cock into his lover’s mouth and slowly moved in and out, “You are not allowed to touch yourself or me. I will use you, and you will let me.” Harry nodded, and Snape cupped his face, Harry leaning into his palm. Snape picked up the pace, fucking Harry’s mouth, delving deeper with every thrust. He heard the gurgling and gagging noises Harry made and gave the teen a moment to take a deep breath before he dove back in. “So good. Your mouth was made for my cock.” He felt Harry hum around his cock, “You love sucking my cock, don’t you?” Harry nodded and relaxed his throat. Snape cursed when he hit the back of Harry’s throat, looking down and removing the blindfold. He saw tears leaking out of Harry’s eyes and wiped them away. “Look at me.”

Harry blinked a few times, his eyes adjusting to the light in the room, looking up and never breaking eye contact as Snape fucked his mouth. He mumbled something against Snape’s cock, and Snape must have understood him because a moment later, he felt Snape’s hand hold his head still as he started to roughly fuck his mouth, Snape’s balls slapping against his chin. He groaned when his second orgasm of the night overtook him and went slack.

Snape grunted when he saw Harry cum untouched and soon spilled down his lover’s throat. “You are exquisite.” He cleaned them up. “How is your throat?” He wasn’t holding back, not that Harry would have approved of that; his young lover likes it rough.

“Fine,” Harry dove under the covers, “Want you to fuck me tomorrow morning. Want to sit down at the Gryffindor table, look at Ginny, and feel you.”

Snape growled and kissed Harry hard. “You are made for me.”

Ginny smiled at Harry. By now, everyone heard the rumor she started, but no one knew it was her. She made sure they both disappeared at the same time and that she looked sedated when she ran into someone. “Hey, Harry. I was thinking we could go to Hogsmeade together.” She knew that Harry would need a nudge and she thought this was the best way.

“No.” Harry took a sip of pumpkin juice, “I have better things to do than babysit you. Ask someone who cares.” He also had plans; he was going to go with Luna and Theo.

Ginny wasn’t expecting this answer. She laughed weakly, “You are funny. I know you have been wanting to go to Zonko’s, and we can go together.”

Harry put his cup down, “Are you deaf? I said no, and I do not want to go to Zonko’s. Whoever told you that was lying.” He ate his food, pausing, “Just because there is a rumor about us supposedly fucking doesn’t mean we have to suddenly start spending time together.” He wiggled in his seat, feeling their morning shower activities. He bit back a moan, “Whoever started those rumors must have been off their rocker. I don’t even like you.”

Ginny was speechless. This was not how Harry was supposed to react. She cleared her throat, “Maybe those rumors will come true one day.” She needs to work harder on Harry; her mother has been telling her to step up her plans. Ginny needs to get pregnant with Harry’s child before he turns seventeen in a few months. “We can go somewhere else.”

Harry snorted, “Has hell frozen over? No. So no.” He got up and left.

Draco waited for Harry, and when he saw him, he pulled him into a dark corner, “Weaselette has started another rumor. Your display at the Great Hall was because you were in a bad mood, having found out that you had extra lessons with Snape. Rumor now is that in the throes of passion, you asked her to marry you.”

Harry laughed, “Really? She is getting desperate. Took her three days to come up with that?”

“Yes. Look, I am one of three people who know that those extra lessons are just a cover for you two to fuck, but you should take some time and come up with ideas on how to deal with the she-weasel problem.” Draco sighed, “She will say that she is pregnant next and then say it was a false alarm when someone asks for proof.”

“Fuck,” Harry never thought of that. “You are right, I will talk to him and come up with a plan. And we don’t fuck all the time. He does teach me advanced potions.”

“Please, more often than not, you have his cock up your arse.” He sighed and shook his head. “Might be a good idea to let it slip that you are batting for the home team.” Draco smirked, “Sure worked for me.”

“You mean besides the fact that Remus would kill anyone who dared to touch you?” Harry was shocked when he found out that Draco and Remus eloped over the summer. “Daphne is still giving you the stink eye.”

Draco chuckled, “There is that too. And speaking of my husband, I will go and find him before he gets lost in the library again.” But that is what he gets for being married to a Ravenclaw bookworm.

Harry bid goodbye and knocked on Snape’s door, and entered, “Did you hear the latest rumor?”

“Yes.” He kissed Harry, “Fortunately, not many believe her.”

He sat down, “Your guard dog talked to me again. He said to find a solution to deal with her.”

Snape sat down next to him. “He is right.” He was silent, “Beat her at her own game.”

“Start rumors about her?” Harry ran a hand through his hair. “Like what?”

“Ask my guard dog. I am sure he will be happier to help.” Snape started to stroke Harry’s clothed cock, “It would benefit if people knew you were gay.” He kissed down Harry’s neck, “But you didn’t come here to talk about her.”

“Draco said the same,” Harry got up and took his clothes off, “I came for your cock,” and proceeded to ride his lover hard and fast.

Ginny was mad. Someone started the rumor that she was part troll and that she eats her own boogers. Furthermore, there was a rumor that Harry was gay, but she knew it was not true. Harry and she are meant to be. She sat down next to her twin and sighed, “Where is Harry?”

Charlie shrugged his shoulders, “Shagging? Getting shagged? If I had known he was into guys, I would have made a move.” Harry is cute, and he wouldn’t mind sampling. “I wonder how those muscled legs would feel around my waist.”

“Please, Harry is not gay.” Ginny took out her homework, “He was on a date with Cho.” She was jealous of the bitch, but luckily, they only went on one date. “He wouldn’t have done that if he were gay.”

“That date was a disaster,” Harry sat down, “And I am gay. Just didn’t realise it until last year. Otherwise, I never would have gone on that date.”

“You cannot be gay!” This was not good. Ginny leaned forward, “You must be mistaken!”

Harry raised an eyebrow, “I am not mistaken. I took some time for myself and realised I preferred my own gender.”

“Want to go on a date?” Charlie winked at him, “Will make it worth your while. No one has ever complained about being unsatisfied.”

Harry snorted, “I won’t be a notch on your bedpost, Charles. Plus, you couldn’t handle me.”

“Does someone handle you?” Charlie mourned the chance, but there were plenty of other guys to have fun with.

“Yes.” Harry focused on his homework and ignored Ginny, “Very well in fact.”

Harry woke up before Severus and looked at his lover. He looked relaxed and peaceful. “I love you, you know.” He was ready to admit his feelings, no longer wishing to keep them for himself.

“Love you too,” Snape opened one eye, “Wouldn’t be doing this if I didn’t.” He didn’t want to say those words in case Harry didn’t feel the same.

Harry was happy and relieved; his feelings weren’t one-sided. He moved closer, “Marry me.” He knew it was spontaneous, but he wanted this.

“I really must have fucked your brains out.” Snape sat up, “Why?” Not that he was opposed to the idea.

He sat up too, “I have thought long and hard about this, and I talked to Aunt Cissy. It would give me security from Ginny. I do love you, and I would have married you regardless, but I am scared she is going to do something that will keep us apart. Trap me in a life with her. Molly certainly is cooking something up since Ginny is getting nowhere.”

Snape was silent, “Alright.” He took Harry’s hand in his, “We’ll elope like Draco and Remus, but we will have a wedding at some later point.” He kissed his hand, “And you are right to be worried about Molly, she is the driving force behind Ginny and won’t stop until Ginny and you are married, and she has access to your money.”

Harry beamed, “I can’t wait to be your husband.” He started to kiss down Snape’s body when a hand stopped him, “What?”

“Save that for our wedding night.” He whispered, “You get to take me.” He only bottomed twice for Harry, preferring to top. “And fill me up.”

Charlie looked at his sister, “There is a new rumor. Apparently, you had sex with eight different boys in three days, and that you are pregnant with Pettigrew’s child.”

Ginny choked on air, “Excuse me?” She would find out who started this rumor and destroy them. “Peter? Eww. He looks like he woke up in a trash can.” Her goal was to fall pregnant with Harry’s child and no one else's.

“There is also a rumor you had sex with former headmaster Dumbledore and that the reason he died was that he had a heart attack when he finished inside you.” Charlie shuddered, “You would have been eight when that happened.” He sighed, “And there is a rumor that you are pregnant with a centaur.”

She growled, “Who said that?”

Lavender snickers, “That was Peeves. He likes to make up different stories about how Dumbledore died. He got me, too.” She looked at her housemate, “I saw you snogging Seamus yesterday and certainly not Harry.”

“You must have imagined things. I am dating Harry.” Ginny smiled, “We are engaged after all.” She would need to drop a ring and have Harry pick it up and give it to her around people, making it seem like he gave her an engagement ring.

Lavender laughed, “Please, everyone knows that rumor is fake and wishful thinking on your part. Harry is gay and not into girls. And if he was, he could do better than you.”

“Miss Weasley,” McGonagall looked down at her student, “Follow me.”

Ginny stood up, “Everything alright?”

“Due to the recent rumors about you being pregnant, we have to make sure you are not.” She led her to the infirmary. “Mme Pomfrey will look you over.” She waited until the tests were done and sighed. “Miss Weasley, it seems as if the rumors are true, you are indeed with child.”

Ginny paled.

Harry screamed as Snape pounded into him. He clutched the sheets and collapsed face-first, his ass up in the air. “Sev,” he moaned when felt a hand on his cock.

“What?” Snape stilled and played with Harry’s cock. “Something you need?”

“Keep fucking me, please.” His husband had been in a mood all day. “Fill me up, please.”

“Since you asked so nicely,” Snape pulled Harry up to his chest, holding him to him with one arm, his hand still on Harry’s cock, and pounded into him. He felt Harry cum, pushed him down, and hammered into him, spilling into his husband after a few hard and brutal thrusts. He pulled out and buried his face between his cheeks, licking and sucking out his own cum. He collapsed next to Harry, “Ginny Weasley claims the baby is yours. Molly Weasley has been in Headmistress Sinistra’s office petitioning for your nuptials to be held here. Minerva believes that you two have been secretly dating since the start of the school year, but have kept quiet. She is aware that you have been disappearing from the common room and concluded Miss Weasley must be right. I pointed out, rightfully so, to ask you to clear this up, instead of making plans behind your back.” He snorted, “Minerva said, you would just lie to cover up the fact that you got Ginny pregnant. Sinistra is not happy since she knows Ginny and Molly made that up.”

“McGonagall has been after me since the first year when I told her Voldemort was back.” Harry shook his head, “I am going to do something they won’t expect. I am done with their rumors.” There were more rumors started by Ginny about Harry and Ginny. Severus staked his claim after each rumor, making sure Harry knew who he belonged to.

Snape loomed over his lover, “To be fair, he was back, but then Bellatrix found out his little secret and killed him for good.” He kissed his young lover’s chest and played with his semi-hard cock, “Can you take more?” He took a potion earlier and is ready to go again. “Want to make you pass out from all the lovemaking.”

“Merlin, yes.” Harry turned onto his side, “Like this. Slow though.”

Snape spooned Harry and entered his young lover again, keeping his pace slow and sensual. He brought Harry to two more orgasms before he joined his lover in pure bliss. He kissed his shoulder, “I support whatever your plan is.”

Harry told him, then pushed Severus onto his back and sank down on his erect cock, “You said something about making me pass out.”

Severus growled and proceeded to make good on his promise, and Harry walked with a limp the next day.

Ginny was enjoying her breakfast when a shadow fell over her. She started the rumor that she and Harry forgot protection and that she was pregnant with his child. Her mother came up with the perfect plan to make the baby Harry’s. She just needed to get him alone and get some of his blood. She turned around, and her eyes went wide. “Yes?”

Auror Moody grunted, “Ginerva Weasley, charges of attempted line theft have been pressed against you.” He grabbed her arm, “We are going to the Ministry and see who exactly is the father of your child.” He activates a portkey, and a moment later, they land in a medical room. “Sit.” He left and came back with a healer, “Your father gave us permission. Healer Zabini will examine you thoroughly.”

Ginny was shocked and didn’t put up a fight. Only when everything was done did she blow up. “You can’t do this! My mum never consented to this! And Harry is the father.” She ranted and threw a tantrum.

“Ya done?” Moody looked at the results, “He ain’t. You are pregnant with two kids from two different people. Peter Pettigrew, a thirteen-year-old Hufflepuff, and Gregory Goyle, a seventeen-year-old Ravenclaw, are the fathers.” He made a copy and led her to an interrogation room, “With all the rumors you started at Hogwarts, it has become clear what your plan was. You wanted to force Mr. Potter into a loveless marriage so you and your mother could get their hands on his money to pay off the debt that your family is in. When Mr. Potter heard that his wedding was being planned by your mother and McGonagall, he looked into what legal actions he could take. Unfortunately, I cannot arrest you for spreading false rumors, but attempted line theft is a serious matter.”

Suddenly, the door busted open, and Molly ran in, hugging her daughter. “We are leaving, and we will not stand for this nonsense. Harry should own up to what he did instead of paying his way out of this.” She came as soon as she could; she couldn’t believe Arthur allowed this. She would have words with him.

Moody laughed, “Molly, you saved me a trip.” He nodded to his colleague, “Molly Weasley, you are underrest for illegal potion making.” His magical eye fixed on Ginny, “The punishment for attempted line theft is death. It’s a law that was co-written by goblins and the Ministry and has been in effect for hundreds of years. There is a reason no one is stupid enough to do it.” He leaned forward, “The goblins will decide if you die this week or after you have given birth.”

Molly was furious, “She is just a child! You can’t kill her! Or my grandchildren!” She would find a way out of this.

“Shut up, Molly. She knew the consequences, and so did you. Blame yourselves.” Moody got up, “Oh, we are also looking into your children’s deaths. Bill and the twins' deaths always bothered me.”

Molly gave no response, but on the inside she was panicking.

Harry stared at Ginny, “You wanted to see me?” Two weeks passed since Ginny was arrested.

She recoiled when she saw the big hickey on his throat, “What is that?”

He rolled his eyes, “A hickey. My lover wanted to make sure you saw that I was taken.”

“You are not gay! You are just confused. Someone put a spell on you and me to take us apart.” She cried, “We are meant to be. We are supposed to be like your parents.” She was desperate to get him to agree, “Your parents would have wanted this.”

“I can show you the cum leaking from my ass,” he leaned closer and breathed into her face, “Smell that? That is us after making love. I am gay, and we are not meant to be. Just because my dad married a redhead doesn’t mean I have to follow his path. And you don’t know what they wanted.” He leaned back, ignoring her tears, “I know you want my money and don’t love me at all.” He smirked, “I have been onto your little game from the start.” He chuckled, “Ghosts and portraits talk. They told me, and I thought that after you dated Cedric, you had given up on me, but then you started with the rumors. What changed Ginny? Last year, you were happy with him, and this year you turned out to be Hogwarts’ whore who would sleep with a troll to get her rocks off.”

She growled, “I am not a whore! I love sex and wanted to be a pro when we got together. I wanted to entice you with our sex life so you would never want anyone else.” She felt stupid; she forgot the ghosts and portraits were gossip.

“You are lacking a cock,” Harry looked down at his nails, “My sex life is awesome as it is. My partner sure knows how to render me into a puddle of goo.” He showed her his right hand, “I eloped with him when I heard about your plans to marry me.”

She shrieked, “You have to get divorced! You are meant to marry me!” All her dreams were falling apart.

“Fat chance, I love him and he loves me.” He smiled fondly, “I am lucky to have him.”

“Who? Who is my competition?” She wanted to know so she could kill them.

“That would be me,” Snape left the shadows and put a possessive hand on Harry’s shoulder. “I am Lord Potter’s husband and lover.”

“YOU?” Ginny made ratcheting noises, “You have been taking advantage of a student!”

“We started this when I was sixteen, and I pursued him.” Harry squeezed his hand, “I asked permission from Headmistress Sinistra first. She told me there was nothing stopping me.” He looked up at his lover, “We’ve been dating for over a year now, and it’s been the best year of my life.”

Snape gave Harry a small smile and turned his ice-cold glare at Ginny, “You will never be his wife or have access to his money.”

“You are just with him because he is rich!” Ginny snarled, “You got to him before me.”

Snape rolled his eyes, “Miss Weasley, I am Lord Prince, and I am more wealthy than Harry. I just don’t go around announcing it. If anything, Harry married rich since I own Hogsmeade and Diagon Alley. What Harry has pales in comparison.”

Ginny fainted.

“So you called in a life dept on Molly, and now she is dead?” Harry walked over to his husband and sat in his lap.”

“Yes,” Snape kissed his jaw, “I saved her life when we were at school. She forgot that little tidbit when she made those threats against you and me. I acted.”

Harry wiggled on the hardness that was poking him, “Any news about the goblins?”

“They investigated and decided to kill Ginny and her unborn children. She was using potions Molly brewed that were dangerous. Her children would have been deformed. She will die tomorrow.” He banished their clothes and pulled Harry down on his cock, “She will be beheaded. Her skin removed, her skull cooked, and then we will receive it as the wronged party.”

Harry slowly rocked on Sev’s cock, “Want to throw it in the trash where she belongs.”

Snape stood up and pressed Harry against the nearest wall, fucking into him relentlessly. “I want to carry your child in my stomach, watch it grow round, feel its little feet kick.”

This sent Harry over the edge, and he spilled between them, “Yes.”

Chapter Text

Draco groaned. He sat and found himself in a lab, and suddenly something was pointed at him. “Don’t shoot.”

“Who are you and how did you get here?” A cold voice asked him.

“I am Draco Malfoy, and I don’t know. I was in the kitchen making tea when there was a loud noise, and next thing I knew, I was here.” He looked around, “Where am I?”

“You are on the Enterprise.” Another voice joined them. “You are not from this universe.”

Draco heard a familiar curse and looked around, “Remus?” He scooted over to his companion, “Are you okay?”

“I feel sick.” Remus looked up, “What happened? I heard this loud noise, and there was a flash.” He sat up, looked for his wand, and tried to fix his trousers. “My magic does not work.”

“I can’t feel my magic.” Draco helped him up, “We are not home anymore.” He looked at the two men; one of them had pointy ears. “Who are you?”

“I am Captain James Kirk, and this is Commander Spock.” James put his gun away, “We need to figure out how to get you back where you came from. But first, you are going to medical. Bones will make sure you don’t carry any diseases that could affect us.”

“You should know that I am a werewolf.” Remus paled, “I don’t have any wolfsbane, and the full moon is in two days. If you can’t send us back, you will have to lock me up.”

Spock raised an eyebrow, “Fascinating. The full moon was two days ago. We might still lock you up if you pose a danger to us.” He led them to the med bay and asked Remus a few questions about his condition.

Draco was done with testing and sat down and looked out of a window, “It’s so black.” He couldn’t see any stars.

“It gets boring real fast, that is why we have a simulator.” James handed him some water. “What year are you from?” Now that their story checks out, it is time to get to know them.

“1998. We defeated Voldemort last week.” He sighed, “I changed sides after my mother was killed in front of me.” He showed him his mark, “I was forced to take it because of my father. I hate looking at it. It is dark magic and cannot be removed.”

James shows him a book, “This is a book series here. Voldemort, you, Remus. You are in there. There were seven books, movies, a tv show, musicals, and a play.”

Draco reads a few random pages, “Well, this is wrong. Harry died when he was a baby; Voldemort killed him that night. And Snape was killed by his father when he was fifteen. Tobias Snape was the first Muggle who received the kiss. There was no boy who lived. Neville Longbottom doesn’t exist where we are from. Hermione Granger is a decade older than me, and she was a secret Death Eater. I killed her. Ron Weasley doesn’t exist, but there is a Ronda Weasley. And I am two years older than in this book.”

“To borrow my husband’s word, fascinating.” James took the book back, “It’s the year 2263 in case you are wondering.”

“Spock is your husband?” Draco stretched his legs. “Is Earth still there?”

“Yes to both.” James chuckled, “Was born on Earth and Spock on Vulcan. If you are lucky and stay long enough, you might be able to visit New Vulcan. We are on our way there.”

Remus entered, joy on his face, “Spock says he can cure me. I won’t have to live in fear any longer, and Tonks will be so relieved.” This was what he wanted all his life.

Draco frowned, “You do know that she is only with you because you are a werewolf. You are dangerous, and that attracted her to you.” Was Remus really that blind?

Remus snorted, “You don’t know anything. You don’t know how hard it is to be scared of yourself the whole time. To fear turning someone. I would have thought you would be happy that I was no longer sick. After all, you and your father got me fired from Hogwarts.”

“I am not my father.” Draco growled, “And you are not sick. You are just afraid, that's all. And we did not get you fired! Parkinson did, but it is easier to blame the Malfoys for everything that goes wrong.”

“Of course I am!” Remus’ voice rose, “I turn into an ugly beast once a month that can kill someone! Wolfsbane saved me from that! You have no idea how it feels to be shunned from society! You’ve been raised like a spoiled brat your whole life! You have no idea what I went through!”

Draco let out a humorless laugh, “You think I had it easy? My father was Lucius Malfoy! Do you know what that means?” He pulled off his shirt and showed his back. It is littered with scars. “He loved to punish me for the smallest things! I played the wrong note on the piano. I got whipped. I spoke too loudly, and I was sent to bed without food. But when I really fucked up, he used to cane me until I bled. And when I was twelve, he started to rape me!” Tears ran down his face, “Don’t pretend to know me because you don’t!” He shows him a scar, “And this was from Greyback. So yeah, I do know what it feels like to be a werewolf. But unlike you, I’ve embraced it.”

Remus swallowed hard, “I’m sorry. I had no idea.”

Draco huffed and left. He found a silent corner and cried. James found him an hour later, “How long have you been in love with Remus?”

“Is it that obvious?” Draco hugged his knees to his chest, “A few months. But he is dating my cousin, and you heard him. He judged me based on my name. There will never be anything between us.”

“To me, yes. It’s your eyes. But he is oblivious and lost in his self-pity.” James sat down next to him, “Tell me more about what happened before you came here. We believe it was something on your end.”

“I just got up. I can’t tell you much more. Just took a quick shower and went to the kitchen to make tea.” Draco saw Remus and tensed. He was relieved when he walked past them. “How long have you been married?” He didn’t want to deal with Remus just yet.

“Ten years but bonded twelve years.” James played with his wedding ring, “We are soulmates. T’hy’la is the Vulcan name for it.”

Draco smiled wistfully, “Must be nice.” He wished he had a soulmate too, but he was not that lucky.

“Best thing that ever happened to me.” James nudged him, “Don’t give up hope.”

Remus listened to Spock as he explained the cure, “And it works? I won’t be a werewolf anymore?” His biggest wish came true. He would no longer be scared to turn someone accidentally.

“It does.” Spock found it very easy; he only had to isolate the wolfgene and eliminate it. “You will return to your human status.”

“Do it.” Remus took a deep breath, “I want to be rid of it!”

“Are you absolutely sure?” Spock talked to James, and he agreed that if Remus just accepted his wolf like Draco, his life would have been easier.

“Yes.” Remus held out his arm and watched the needle go into his skin. He winced and gritted his teeth. It hurt, but it was worth it.

Draco looked on and sighed. He was offered the same cure but turned it down. He went to his temporary room and read a book. He fell asleep and was woken up by Remus. Draco looked at the man. He already looked a bit healthier. “Yes?”

“Can we talk?” Remus wanted to clear the air between them. “I think there are a few things we need to discuss.”

“Fine, but I don’t know what good it will do.” Draco sat up, “So talk.” He would not make the first move.

“I am sorry. I had no idea Lucius was a monster.” Remus sighed, “I looked at you and made up my mind about who you were. You have to admit that you lived up to the Malfoy name. I know now it was a mask you put on.” He tilted his head back, “I know the only reason you joined our side was that your mother was killed. Would you have if she wasn’t?” The information Draco gave them led to the end of the war and was invaluable.

“Lucius killed her to teach me a lesson, and I killed him when he least expected it.” Draco played with a thread, “And who knows what I would have done otherwise. We can never know. But I would like to think that I would have changed sides eventually.”

“How long have you been a werewolf?” Remus wondered why he never picked up on it.

Draco laughed bitterly, “Three years. I count myself lucky that Greyback never fancied me. Goyle was not so lucky and had to share his bed.”

Remus put a hand on Draco’s shoulder and felt him tense and then relax, “I am sorry.”

“Me too.”

Draco and Remus were talking to Bones when they heard the loud noise again. A few moments later, they were back in Grimmauld Place. Sirius helped them, “You had us worried. You've been gone for over a week.”

“What happened?” Draco was glad to be holding his wand again and doing magic. He felt like a part of him was missing.

Sirius growled, “The twins found an old Black book and thought it would be funny to experiment. They’ve been grounded for a month.”

“Thank Merlin, I thought it was something dangerous.” Remus clapped Sirius on the back, “Where is Tonks? I have excellent news for her.” He couldn’t wait to tell her.

“Outside.” Sirius watched him leave and turned towards Draco, “Care to share?”

“He is no longer a werewolf.” He quickly tells him about where they were. “I am going to pack.”

“Pack?” Sirius envied them; he wished he could go to another world too.

“The war is over, and I don’t want to overstay my welcome.” Draco also didn’t want to hang around Remus and Tonks. It hurt too much to see him every day, knowing Remus will never love him.

“You can stay.” Sirius was happy to have the house full of people.

“There is nothing for me here.” Draco turned around and went up to his room. The sooner he left, the better.

“You are no longer a werewolf?” Tonks was happy to have her boyfriend back, but she didn’t expect him to come back cured.

“I am not.” Remus was happy, “I am free. I am no longer scared of myself. No more fear of turning you during the full moon. I am myself again.”

“Oh.” Tonks looked at the ground, not knowing what to think.

Remus’ head snapped up, “Oh?” Dread filled him. Was Draco right? “Dora. Were you dating me because I was a werewolf?” There was no answer, and he got mad, “Answer me!”

She nodded, “Yes.” She whispered, “It was thrilling to be with a creature. I’ve dated a vampire before, and it was exciting.” She took a step closer, “Can’t you become one again?” She knew she said the wrong thing and closed her mouth.

Remus growled, “You know I hated being one, and you dare ask me to become one again?” He shook his head, “I can’t believe you. I really thought we had something.” He took a deep breath, “We’re done.” He didn’t want to be with someone who only loved one part of him.

She grabbed his arm, “Don’t. Nothing has to change. We can still be together.” She liked Remus and wanted to make this work.

He shook her off, “We can’t. You clearly only wanted the beast in me and not me.” He was a fool. He ran up the stairs and into their rooms. He took out his wand, gathered all his stuff, and left the room. He knocked on Draco’s door, and it opened. He stepped inside, “You were right.”

“About what?” Draco finished packing and shrank his trunk.

“Tonks. I broke up with her.” Remus frowned, “You’re leaving?”

“Yes.” Draco snorted, “Told you so.”

Remus didn’t want him to leave. “Why?” Why did Draco's leaving bother him so much?

“Because there is nothing left for me here. Too much bad shit happened in this country.” Draco made sure he had everything. “Gonna find a place and start fresh.”

“I am going with you.” Remus could use a change of scenery, too.

“No.” Draco didn’t want Remus to go with him. He was leaving to get away from him.

Remus was surprised. “No? Why don’t you want me to go with you?” He would have thought Draco would be glad for the company.

“Because I am in love with you.” Draco walked past him and left a stunned Remus behind.

Remus knocked on the door. He was nervous, not knowing if his being here was welcome. He swallowed hard when it opened. “Hey.”

“Hey.” Draco let him in; he hadn’t seen Remus in over a year. “What brings you here?” He had been trying to get over his feelings but had little success. They only grew more.

“I realised something in the past year.” Remus sat down, “I had time to deal with everything, analyse a few things and be honest with myself.” He went on a journey of self-discovery and came to peace with everything that took place.

He put a glass of water in front of Remus and sat down, “And?” Draco took a good look. Remus looked better than ever, and the attraction he felt for him returned in full force.

“I am in love with you, too.” It took him a long time to figure out his feelings.

“Oh.” Draco was caught off guard by that admission. “What now? I am still a werewolf, and I know you hate them.”

“I know, but I don’t care.” Remus took his hand, “You are not like me. You have accepted that part of you. I admire that about you, and I never hated them. I only hated that I am one because I was scared of what it could mean.”

Draco looked at their joined hands, “I have to ask.”

He cut him off. “I am not like Tonks. I had feelings for you long before I knew you were a werewolf.” Remus sighed, “I figured out that I was in love with you while I was with her. I just never realised it until you were gone.”

Draco nodded, “We take it one day at a time.” He remained silent for some time. “All I know is Lucius raping me.” He confessed, “I may not be able to ever let you top.”

“That is fine with me.” Remus tugged on his hand, “Can I kiss you?”

James was playing with his son, and he looked up at his husband. “Do you think Remus and Draco ever got together?” It’s been a decade since they appeared in their lives.

“I do.” Spock joined them, “I analysed their werewolf blood, and they were mates. I believe they found their way to each other and lived a long and happy life.”

James tickled his son, “Like us?”

“Affirmative.”

Chapter Text

Emma is eating a pop tart when suddenly three people appear out of thin air in her living room. She hears groaning and cursing and decides to watch before she acts. She quickly casts an invisibility spell on herself.

“What did you two idiots do?” The teen with glasses and raven hair says.

“We are saving you.” A girl with a haughty voice and bushy hair answers.

“Yeah, Mione is right. We are doing what is best for you.” The second boy with red hair and a smudge of chocolate on his cheek adds.

“Who the fuck put you in charge of my life and gave you permission to act on my behalf. Did it ever enter your little, narrow, and bigoted minds that I don’t need to be saved and that this is what I want?” The raven-haired boy looks annoyed and angry.

The girl talks condescendingly to the boy, “Harry, this isn’t you. This is something Snape did to you.”

Harry groans, “For someone who claims to be the brightest witch of our age, you are really dumb.”

The red-haired boy comes to the girl’s defence. “Hey, don’t insult her! See, this is something the Harry we know never would say. We miss our friend!”

“Shut up, Ron.” Harry rubs his temple, “You don’t know shit. You both don’t.” He looks around, “Where are we?”

“Somewhere with magic where we can still fix you. I made sure I took us somewhere where we could still do magic.” Hermione looks smug, “I will break whatever hold Snape has over you, and then you can marry Ginny and be the Harry you are supposed to be and not this snarky version you are now.”

Harry is stunned, “You want me to marry Ginny and let me guess, become an Auror?”

“Now he gets it!” Ron nods eagerly, “Yeah, you and me, we will be Aurors and hunt down those filthy Death Eaters and kill them.”

Harry laughs bitterly, “You only want me to be your puppet and cash cow.” He points a finger at Hermione, “And you are jealous that I am now on top of all the classes and not you.”

“Because Snape is changing your marks! We all know you are not as smart as I am. Snape is making sure you are on top of all the classes because he has this hold over you. Can’t have his bonded be stupid.” Hermione sighs sadly, “Oh, Harry, you really are blind.”

Emma is speechless. Harry Potter is sitting in her living room. He is real.

Harry snorts, “Oh, believe me. My eyes are wide open, and they have been for a while. You just can’t accept the new reality.” He looks at Ron, “And why would I want to kill people? And as an Auror, you have to arrest them.”

“No, we need to kill them and eliminate them. If we let those Death Eaters live, they will just come back again.” Ron looks disgusted, “They are trash and need to die.”

Time to reveal herself, “You are not killing anyone.” She has heard enough.

Ron yelps, Hermione takes out her wand, but is quickly disarmed. Harry rolls his eyes at them, “Sorry to intrude, but I was brought here against my will.”

“I got that kid,” she helps him up, “I am Emma, and you must be Harry Potter. That would make these two Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. There are books about you in our world.”

Harry groans, “Not here too. Whatever is in them is not real.”

Emma hears the door open and sees her husband enter, “We have company.”

“Swan?” He enters and sees three teens in their living room.

“Hook, meet Harry Potter.” She sees the look of surprise on his face, “Yeah, they are not from our world.”

“Hook? As in Captain Hook?” Harry looks at the hook on the man’s arm, “You are real?”

“Aye, I’m real lad. Name’s Killian Jones.” He chuckles, “Henry will be so thrilled. He’s a big fan.”

“Where are we?” Hermione doesn’t like these people. She looks at him like she is superior, “And having a hook as a hand is dangerous. I’ve seen the movie with you in it. You are a villain.”

“Storybrook and I like that he has a hook. Comes in handy. And he’s seen the movie.” Emma walks over to him and strokes his hook, then changes it into his hand. “And he more than made up for his past. He is a hero.” She pecks his cheek and turns towards them, “We have to get you back.”

“We can’t. Not until we’ve saved Harry. Plus, I am the only one who can bring us back, and I won’t.” Hermione crosses her arms over her chest, “I will need some ingredients. I have money, and I can pay for them.”

Harry growls, “I don’t need saving.”

“What does he need to be saved from?” Hook takes a step closer to Harry. “He seems fine to me.”

“Snape put some spell on him that makes Harry act differently.” Ron sees the look of anger on Harry’s face, “You know we are right. Deep down, you know this isn’t you.”

Killian looks at Harry, “I take it you don’t agree?”

“No.” Harry sighs in resignation, “They just won’t accept it.”

“We are going to visit Regina, and I want to know what your plan is.” Emma holds up her hand, “No arguing! I am the sheriff of this town, and I can arrest you.” She has a bad feeling about this situation.

Hermione begrudgingly agrees, and they follow her outside and get into a yellow bug and drive to a mansion. They get out and follow her up the stairs. They are greeted by a woman with black hair, and Hermione immediately hates her. She reminds him of Snape. “Who are you?”

“Regina Mills, and I am the mayor of this town.” She narrows her eyes, “And watch your tone. I am not as nice as Emma is. I have no trouble ripping your heart out and making you my dance monkey.”

“Hey, don’t threaten her.” Ron takes a step forward only to be pushed back.

“Behave.” Emma tells Regina why they are there. She leans closer, whispering, “There is something weird going on here.”

“You are not the only one who got a surprise visitor.” Regina leads them into the living room and points to a man with black hair sitting on the sofa.

“Sev!” Harry runs towards Severus and wraps his arms around him. “Are you okay?” He checks him for injuries, then pulls him down for a quick kiss. “They want to break the bond.” He is relieved he is not alone.

Hermione shrieks, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?” He shouldn’t be here.

Severus narrows his eyes, “You stupid, foolish girl! Harry and I are bonded. Where he goes, I go. We are tied together!” He looks at his bonded, “I was grading papers when I was pulled here.” He rubs Harry’s back and kisses the top of his head, “And I am fine, love.” He looks at Ron, “Let me guess, you want Harry to marry your sister so you can boast that you are Harry Potter’s brother-in-law and that will open doors for you.” They’ve known that the two idiots were up to something.

“He also wants me to be an Auror.” Harry shudders, “I don’t want to be a cop. I just want to be a healer.” He mumbles into Sev’s chest, “Just want you.”

“Mum! You won’t believe what story I just wrote!” Henry stops in his tracks, “You’re really here. Oh my God, Harry Potter is in my living room.”

Emma chuckles, “Pump the brakes, kid.” She introduces them, “This is Henry, our son.” She takes the book and reads it. “What is the purification of the soul ritual, and why do you need a goat’s heart?”

Severus reads over Emma’s shoulder. He pins Hermione down with a furious glare. “You moronic, stupid, idiotic girl! Do you actually know what this ritual does?”

She stammers, “No.”

“She is lying.” Emma narrows her eyes, “You know exactly what it does and don’t care.”

Harry swallows hard, “Where did you even find this?”

Severus walks over to Hermione, grabs her head, and invades her mind. He sees everything. He leaves and growls, “You were to have control over Harry’s soul so he would do as you wanted!” He glares at Ron, “And you were going to kill me. You were going to tell Voldemort I was a spy.”

Harry pales, “You were going to kill Sev?” He walks over to Ron and punches him, “You jerk! If you kill him, you kill me! Our souls are linked! What don’t you get about that?”

“I would have made sure you survived. I was going to tether your soul to Ginny.” Hermione’s eyes widen, “What did you do to me? You cast a truth spell on me!” She tries to cancel it, but nothing happens. “Why isn’t my magic working?”

“I am blocking your magic.” Regina looks bored, “As if I was going to let a witch high on herself have free rein of her magic in my home. Severus told me all about your controlling issues before you came here. And I also cast a truth spell on you since you clearly were going to lie.”

Henry still can’t believe Harry Potter is real: “Harry Potter is in my living room.”

Harry blushes, “Yes, I am. But I am no hero.”

“But you defeated Voldemort when you were a kid.” Henry doesn’t know how old they are, and he doesn’t want to spoil their lives in case they haven’t lived it yet.. “How old are you?”

“I am seventeen,” Harry sighs, “And I didn’t defeat Voldemort when I was a baby.”

“Is Voldemort still alive?”

“Yes.”

“No.”

Ron and Hermione look at Harry, “What do you mean, no?” Dread fills her.

Harry rolls his eyes, “Voldemort is dead.”

“I killed him the night he tried to kill Harry.” Severus huffs, “He is dead as a doornail.”

Ron is confused, “But..but..”

“Wow, you really are slow and stupid.” Harry snorts, “Nott has been pretending to be Voldemort this whole time and tried to resurrect him without success since his body was sent through the veil. Lucius Malfoy has been working together with Mme Bones for the past six years to bring him down. Do you know that Nott killed Narcissa Malfoy and her unborn child? Or are you pretending nothing bad happens to Slytherins?”

“And Lucius is not a Death Eater.” Severus snorts, “His father was.”

Hermione looks at his scar, “But your scar is a Horcrux!”

“Who told you that load of hippogriff dung?” Harry is laughing, “Horcruxes are a myth. My scar is from an accident I had when I was a year old.”

“It seems to me that Dumbledore’s fake story took on its own life. I did tell him it was a bad idea.” Severus shakes his head, “But he thought it would aid in catching Nott.”

“I am so confused right now.” Henry sits down, “The books are not real?”

“It seems not.” Emma hugs her son, “We still need to get them back to their world.”

“Moine said only she can take us back.” Harry looks at Henry with sympathy. “Sorry that I am not like the person in your books.”

“It’s fine.” Henry chuckles, “Just the fact that you are real is enough. It is so awesome to know that you are real. I mean, my family is composed of fairytale characters. My grandparents are Snow White and Prince Charming; my other grandfather is Rumplestiltskin. One of my mums was the Evil Queen, my other mum is the Savior, and my stepdad is Captain Hook. I read stories about them when I was a kid, and then they turned out to be real.”

“I saw some cartoons when I was a kid. Are the seven dwarves real?” Harry can feel the magic in this town. “Are you magical?”

“They are, and I am the Author. I write stories.” Henry shows him the book, “It has helped us solve problems in the past. Unfortunately, there is nothing here from before you came here.”

Severus has gone through Hermione’s mind again, “She is speaking the truth. However, what she failed to take into consideration was that if someone else does the spell, they can take us back. I imagine by now our absence will have been noted, and I am sure that someone is coming to get us. It will just take some time to do the ritual.” He takes his wand, empties Ron and Hermione’s pockets, and goes through everything. He snarls, “You stupid girl! You didn’t bring the amethyst from our world to take us back! You would have us stranded here!”

“No. I don’t need it! I read the book twice, and I double checked.” Hermione raises her chin, “I knew what I was doing!” She puts everything into her pockets again, “You had no right to do that.”

Severus writes down the spell for the ritual and shows it to Harry, “What can you tell me?”

“The ritual puts the power into the stone, and without the stone, there is no power to unleash. The spell won’t work without it.” Harry rereads it, “Oh, this spell was in Gaelic and not Latin. This word has a different meaning.”

Severus kisses him, “You are right.”

“It takes an hour for the stone to be charged?” Killian looks at his watch, “You’ve been here for half an hour.”

“We might be here for a while.” Severus pinches the bridge of his nose and stares at Ron and Hermione, “Save me from the stupidity of Gryffindors. Needless to say, you are both expelled from Hogwarts.”

“NO!” Hermione can’t be expelled.

“You can’t do that!” Ron needs to finish school if he wants to be an Auror.

“I am the headmaster and I can and I will.” Severus growls, “You put Harry and me in danger! We could have landed anywhere! And that is not counting the fact that you were going to do a highly dangerous ritual.”

“And I will press charges against you.” Harry has had enough. “You just can’t accept that I am with Sev and no longer want to be associated with you.”

“It is the bond that makes you want to be with him! He did the bond so he can be your partner and reap the benefits.” Ron is mad, “You are not gay! I know you fancy my sister!”

“Ginny is like a sister to me, and I will never marry her.” Harry sighs, “And I was born with the bond. Why else do you think Sev was there that night?”

“The bond brought me to Harry because he was in danger, and I took action. I was too late to save Lily and James.” Severus puts an arm around Harry, “I also was born with the bond.”

“But you are a Death Eater!” Ron looks at Harry, “He’s killed people!”

Severus snorts and shows Ron his bare arm, “I never was a Death Eater, and the only person I’ve killed was Voldemort.”

“Albus and his fake rumors worked too well.” Harry leans against Sev, “Hey, Ron? How do you not know that Ginny has been dating Neville for the past three years?”

“WHAT?” Ron shakes his head, “You are wrong! Ginny loves you and has been waiting for you to come to your senses.”

“What fantasy world are you living in?” Harry groans, “Ginny knows I am with Sev. Everyone knows and accepts it. Why not you? And why now?”

“Because they are Gryffindors and believe they know what is best for you.” Severus glares at them, “And because they can’t accept the fact that you are no longer their friend and blame me and our bond for it.”

“What is this bond you keep mentioning?” Killian sees the look of disgust pass Hermione’s face.

Harry smiles, “A soulbond. Sev is my soulmate.”

“Like true love? Mum and Hook are each other’s true love. Did a test in Hell that proved it.” Henry starts to write everything down, “This is so cool.”

“Yes.” Harry chuckles at his enthusiasm, “Didn’t go to Hell, though. Lady Magic told us.”

Hermione cries, “IT IS ALL A LIE! It has to be!”

Regina snorts, “Why? It seems to me that you two had a falling out with Harry and now are grasping at straws to get back into his circle.”

“That sums it up.” Severus chuckles when he sees that Harry has dozed off on his shoulder. He puts his head down in his lap and cards his fingers through his hair. “Harry has been hiding in the Ravenclaw tower with Luna to avoid them. They were friends for the first three years, but then Harry and I started to spend more time together, and they hated that, and it led to them growing apart and no longer being friends. Once they learned that we were bonded, they made up their own story and ignored the truth.”

“You’ve brainwashed him!” Hermione points a finger at Snape, “And you’re sleeping with a student! That is against the law!”

“I have done no such thing. Harry has his own mind.” Severus laughs, “And there is no law in the magical world that forbids soulmates from being together. I could have taken Harry to bed when he was seven, and the law would have allowed it.”

“That is just wrong! You’ve been raping Harry! He is a minor, and you are an adult!” Hermione shudders, “It is perverse.”

Severus growls, “Harry was declared an adult when he was eleven. And if you must know, we’ve never had sex! We’re waiting until he’s graduated and married.” He shows her his engagement ring, “Harry asked me at Christmas, and I said yes.”

“You’re lying! I saw him with a huge hickey, and he was walking funny!” Ron gags, “And he had this goofy smile on his face.”

“Just because we don’t have sex doesn’t mean we are nuns.” Harry opens one eye, “We made out, and I was walking funny because I rode Buckbeak for over two hours.”

Emma clears her throat, “Can we talk about something else?”

“I apologize,” Severus glares at the teens, “They are just so aggravating and believe they know everything.”

Emma chuckles, “I get it.” She looks at them and waves her hand. A silver thread wraps around them, “That is your bond. It goes from one to the other in an endless loop.”

“NO! NO! NO! This is fake.” Hermione panics, “It is not real.”

“We can still undo it.” Ron rubs her back, “You will find a way.”

Suddenly, Hermione and Ron fall over and start snoring. “They were annoying me.” Regina looks at Severus, “How old are you? You said you were a headmaster.”

“I am twenty-nine. I am only the interim headmaster until Dumbledore comes back. I only agreed because I only have to teach seventh-year potions.” Severus nudges Harry, “He can tell you that first year's test my patience.”

“Totally. I had to listen to him complain for years.” Harry kisses his cheek, “You’ve been more relaxed this year.”

“Is Peeves real?” Henry has so many questions. “Can you tell me a bit?”

Severus groans, “Unfortunately.” Several hours and many, many, many questions later, they are ready to go home. “Took you long enough.”

“Is that a way to greet the person who brings you home?” Regulus is not impressed, “It’s only been two hours since you disappeared.” He looks at the sleeping figures of Ron and Hermione, “Remus contacted Mme Bones. She is going to arrest them once we’re back.”

Harry frowns, “We’ve been here for six hours.”

“Time moves differently in different worlds.” Regina points at the teens on her couch, “Should I wake them up?”

“No.” Regulus takes their wands. “They can wake up in the cells.”

Killian looks at Regulus, “What punishment awaits them?”

“Death.” Regulus shrugs, “Our Minister is a goblin who is bloodthirsty and loves to enact old laws. And they’ve broken some really old laws.”

Harry and Severus say goodbye and return to their world. Harry tells Mme Bones what they had planned. “They wanted to kill Sev.”

“Remus found her diary. She wrote down all her plans.” Mme Bones sighs, “Molly also found some dark objects under Ron’s bed. Draco told us Ron used polyjuice potion and bought them from him in Knockturn Alley. We’ve been aware he had them and had an alert on them in case he used them.”

Harry snorts, “Ron has no idea that Draco works for your department. He thinks he is a Death Eater. Then again, in Ron’s mind, everyone in Slytherin is a Death Eater.” Harry is glad to be rid of them. He barely reacts when Severus tells him a month later that they were found guilty. He doesn’t spare them a thought when he gets married. He definitely doesn’t shed a tear when they are killed a year and a day after their guilty verdict.

Chapter Text

Harry is furious. He is pacing around the room when Remus enters, “Please tell me you are not sleeping with Malfoy!” Now he knows why Remus locked his door so heavily. He got an eyeful when he walked into the room.

Remus crosses his arms over his chest, “Who I sleep with is none of your business.” He is mad, “You also had no right to break into a warded room.”

“It does. You can’t trust him. He probably slipped you something to make you agree to sleep with him.” Harry growls, “He’s an enemy and here to spy on us. Draco will never be one of us.” He will never accept that Draco changed sides. The ferret is up to something.

“Draco is not here to spy.” Remus stares down at Harry, “His help has been invaluable, and we’ve turned the tide in our favor.” He is tired of hearing the same thing over and over again.

Harry snorts, “Please, Voldemort told Draco what to tell us. We just got rid of some low-level Death Eaters, but not the big ones.” He shakes his head, “Trusting Snape and Malfoy is foolish, and you are just too blind to see. They can’t be trusted. They are evil snakes.” He doesn’t believe for one second that they are on their side. “They can’t change.”

“Why? Because Ron and Hermione tell you so?” Remus shakes his head, “Make up your mind instead of listening to the poisonous ramblings of your friends. Draco’s changed, and you are just too blind to see it.”

Harry snorts, “If you believe they are not out to kill us, you are a fool. They are playing us and will deliver us to Voldemort. They will get us all killed.” He gets into Remus’ face, “You know he hates you and other half-breeds. Remember the third year when he and his ilk made your life difficult?”

Remus laughs softly, “Oh, Harry, you have no idea what you are talking about. The reason they and others hated me was because of my friendship with Sirius and your father. Once they learned I was a werewolf, they approached me and told me they didn’t care what I was. They wanted me to remain to teach.” He leans closer, “Draco never hated me. He just acted like it was expected of him. Draco approached me after he figured out I was a werewolf, and he started to confide in me. It’s because of the friendship we built back then that Draco reached out to me and changed sides.”

“Did you fuck him even back then?” Harry snorts, “Draco hates everybody. I bet he is hate-fucking you to spite me.”

Remus growls, “Careful, Harry. I never touched Draco inappropriately in his third year. And what Draco and I do has absolutely nothing to do with you. We are not hate fucking. We are making love, something you know nothing about.”

Harry laughs sadly, “You are a fool. He must be good in bed if you are turning a blind eye. I bet he is going to kill you with sex. And then he will kill us all.”

“No, Potter. You get people killed. Aren’t you the reason Sirius Black is dead? Because you refused to learn how to shield your mind?” Draco comes to stand next to Remus, “And because you felt special for having a connection with Voldemort? I was there, and Voldemort laughed at how easy it was to play you and plant false memories.” He kisses Remus’ cheek, “Hey.” He’s been sleeping with Remus since his birthday last year. He changed sides when he watched his father rape and kill a Muggle boy for simply existing. He saw the true horrors of what the Death Eaters are capable of and wanted no part of it. He’s been labeled a traitor, and his own mother has put a price on his head.

“Shut up, Malfoy!” Harry is mad because he knows Draco is right. “Your aunt killed Sirius.”

“The only reason she had the chance was because of you.” Draco sneers, “You think you know better than anyone else and never bothered to tell anyone about your connection or dreams. Instead, you fought when people tried to help you. Black’s death is on you, and you know it. And you also killed Professor Quirrell in your first year. And don’t say it was Voldemort, your touch burned him to death.” He leans closer, “Cedric’s death is also on you. Saint Potter thinks he can take on the world on his own. If we have to rely on you to win the war, we will all die.”

Harry punches Draco, “SHUT UP. SHUT UP. SHUT UP!” He keeps punching him, “I HATE YOU!”

Remus pulls Harry off, “Enough. Go and calm down.” He checks on Draco, “Did you have to confront him like that?”

“Yes. Someone needed to tell him a few harsh truths.” Draco winces when Remus fixes his nose, “The horcrux in Potter has been removed, we don’t need him to defeat Voldemort. Sev, you and me, we can do it.” He’s been working on a plan for the past few weeks. “If it wasn’t for you pushing Harry into having his scar checked out, he still would have Voldemort in his head.”

Remus nods, “Alright.” He kisses Draco softly, “But we need to tell Scrimgeour. The Minister can provide backup.”

“Sure.” Draco pulls him in for another kiss, “I want you again.” He laughs when Remus growls, picks him up, and proceeds to render him to a puddle of goo.

“I am glad no one can hear your screams.” Remus kisses him, “Snape is coming by later. Tell us your plan then.” Sixteen days later, they are standing before Malfoy Manor. He’s looking at his lover, “Ready?”

“Yes.” Draco puts his hands on the wards and changes them. After forty minutes, he steps back, “It’s done.” He opens the door and leads them inside. “Uncle Sev, you know what to do. Remus, with me.” He looks at Kreacher, “Avenge your master.” He looks at the Minister, “We will lead them towards you.” A little over two hours later, it’s over. “That was anticlimactic.” It was fairly easy in the end. Severus killed Nagini, thus destroying the last horcrux, while Draco and Remus attacked everyone in the dining room. It was Remus who killed Voldemort in the end.

Severus drawls, “You don’t say.” They didn’t take any losses; the Death Eaters were not so lucky. Over half of them are dead.

Remus is holding his injured arm. “We did catch them off guard.” He nods thankfully at Severus, who heals him. He leans against his partner, “What will you do with the manor?”

Draco shrugs, “Depends.” He shows the Minister where Lucius kept his illegal things, “My mother, she was the one who did the spells and rituals.” He hugs himself, “She was worse than Lucius. She used to keep food from me when she was displeased or pretend I did not exist. She laughed when Lucius whipped me.” He is glad both are dead, “I just want my personal things, the rest you can burn for all I care.” He and Remus go to Remus’ home in the Muggle world after giving their statements and spend the weekend celebrating. His head is pillowed on Remus’ chest, “Potter is not going to be happy that we killed Voldemort.”

“He will just have to deal,” Remus wraps his arms around Draco, “What do you want to do now that this is over?”

“I am not going back to Hogwarts, I got my NEWTs already, and I was thinking we could travel the world. Go looking for other werewolves if you want. I have so much money we won’t have to work.” Draco kisses him, “And maybe get, you know, married one day.”

“I’d like that.” Remus kisses him, “We can get married one day,” and makes love to Draco for the next hour. When they return to Grimmauld Place the next day, they are met with angry glares from three people.

Granger is pointing a finger at them, “We were told you killed Voldemort, but it can’t be true!” They don’t know what she knows.

“You killed Voldemort?” Harry laughs, “You are a fool to believe you really killed him. It’s all just a ploy by him and his little ferret Death Eater. You have no idea what he’s done.” Harry knows that Voldemort will be back.

Ron nods, “Yeah, Harry is right. You are stupid fools. He will be back. You can’t kill him, only Harry can.” They were supposed to be the heroes and not some evil snake and a half-breed.

“There is a reason why Dumbledore hasn’t made a move against Voldemort.” Hermione bristles, “You ruined everything. We had plans, and now Voldemort is gone, and it will take us years to face him again.” They are going to have to wait for him to have a body again.

Draco rolls his eyes, “Please, we know all about the horcruxes, or have you forgotten that Harry had one in him? We have destroyed the remaining ones. Ronald here likes to yell and run his mouth, and it was easy to overhear him speak to his mother about them and where they could be. You’ve known about them for what? Months? And you did nothing! We found them all within days with the help of Kreacher and destroyed them all. We also asked the goblins for help, and they confirmed we got them all. Then we went into the Manor, Sev killed Nagini, and Remus killed Voldemort.” Draco shrugs, “And the prophecy you put so much stock in,” he pauses, “Is fake.”

“Sybill faked it to impress Dumbledore and to get a job.” Remus sees that they don’t believe them, “Ask Albus, he found out a few weeks ago.”

“You are lying.” Harry growls, “I am destined to kill Voldemort! He marked me as his equal!” Harry shows them the scar.

Severus snorts, “Your scar is gone, Potter. A true mark would not have been so easily removed. Your scar was cursed and easily fixed by the goblins. And let me ask you this: why did you never ask Poppy or any other teacher to examine it? Why did Lupin have to drag you to Gringotts to get it checked out?”

“Because he liked that it made him special.” Draco sneers, “But you are just an ignorant half-blood who is spitting on our culture. You and your friends are blood traitors.”

“Don’t bother, Draco, they think they know better.” Severus sees Albus, “I have handed in my resignation. The Dark Lord is dead, and there is no more need for me to save Potter’s behind. My vow has been fulfilled.” He is going to enjoy just brewing potions for the rest of his life.

Albus is not happy, “I am aware. I wish you would reconsider and stay.” He looks at Remus, “Hogwarts would welcome you back. You are a hero after all.” He is not sad that Voldemort is dead, even if it means that he had to abandon his plans. And he has to admit that Mr. Malfoy is right, Albus had expected the trio to have at least found and destroyed one Horcrux since they found out.

“No. Draco and I are leaving.” Remus sees Hermione frown, “We both want a fresh start, and Britain doesn’t hold many good memories for us.”

“But he has to get his NEWTs, finish school.” Hermione looks at Draco, “Or are you too good to get an education?”

Draco rolls his eyes, “I got my N.E.W.T.s, took them at the Ministry during the Easter break.” He looks at his nails, “Even took those not offered at Hogwarts.” He smirks, “Aced them all.” He and Remus celebrated thoroughly.

“WHAT?” Hermione raises her voice, “You can’t take them at the Ministry! And what do you mean, not offered at Hogwarts?” He can’t have graduated without attending the classes and having practiced the spells.

Remus shakes his head, “You really are ignorant. You can take them at the Ministry if you make a request. And Hogwarts only has N.E.W.T.s for which classes are taught.”

“Which are Dumbledore and light-approved classes.” Draco sneers at her, “You are not as smart as you think you are. Books don’t have all the answers. A first-year student from Beauxbatton has more knowledge than you.” He looks at Remus, “I’m ready.” He won’t get into it with Granger; he doesn’t want to get a headache.

“WAIT!” Harry glares at Remus, “You are not leaving. The war is not over, and you are a fool to believe it is. Malfoy and Snape have duped you!” He starts to pace, “You are blind to what is really going on. You are so desperate for love, you turn a blind eye to who you are fucking.”

Remus growls loudly, “Watch it!”

Snape snorts, “Potter, you and your two clowns are just angry that you didn’t get the glory of defeating the Dark Lord. If we had to wait for you to act, more people would have died.” He shows him his bare arm, “My mark is gone because he is gone.”

“Please, you can easily hide it!” Harry glares at Malfoy, “What dark and foul magic have you used on Remus? The Remus I know would never be involved with the likes of you.”

Draco grabs Remus’ hand, “We’re going.” He takes a deep breath and apparates out of the place, taking down half the wards with him. They land in Remus’ living room. “I am so glad I have Black blood in me. Otherwise, we would have had to use the floo, and I am sure they would have blocked it.”

“Hmm,” Remus uses his wand to pack their things, “Harry knows I live here. I am sure he is going to come here and try to talk sense into me.” He sighs, “Harry reminds me of James and not in a good way.”

“From what I’ve heard, James Potter was a bastard who used his name as a shield, and later Lily Potter did the same.” Draco helps him pack, “Good thing we planned ahead.” Ten minutes later, they leave and apparate to their new home. “No one is going to expect us to live here. Well, you, maybe, but not me. They all think I would rather cut off my arm than live in the Muggle world.”

“They don’t know you.” Remus kisses his neck, “They still see the Draco from school and not the man you’ve changed into.” He puts his chin on Draco’s shoulder, “I would not have fallen in love with that Draco who was like a mini Lucius.”

He turns around and wraps his arms around Remus, “I love you too.” Draco takes a step back, “As much as I would like to take you to bed, we have to do grocery shopping.” He loves to do those mundane things with Remus.

Remus chuckles, “Lead on.” They settle into their lives, and a month later, they decide to travel around North and South America. When they return home months later, Severus is waiting for them. “What’s wrong?”

“Potter and the dunderhead duo are refusing to believe Voldemort is dead. They keep saying he is still alive.” Snape rolls his eyes, “The Minister, the goblins, and Dumbledore himself have confirmed his death. They are adamant that we missed a Horcrux. The trio also finished Hogwarts.”

Draco huffs, “Of course.” He hands Severus a bag with potion ingredients, “Let me guess, Weasley and Potter will be Aurors, and Granger wants to be Minister one day.” They don’t keep up with the news from Britain.

“Correct,” Severus smirks, “However, both Potter and Weasley failed to get the top marks required. They also failed the secondary test. And Granger was miffed that she only got a job as a secretary. She was fired after two weeks for insubordination.” He chuckles darkly, “Potter and Weasley thought that since I was no longer teaching potions or DADA, they would have it easy. But the new teachers are like me, no nonsense and strict. I heard that Granger also struggled but still got top marks.”

“We did hear that Hogwarts got revamped.” Remus sits down. “Did Harry try to visit me?”

Snape laughs, “Oh yes. He was arrested for breaking and entering. He let himself in when no one answered the door. Imagine his surprise when an elderly man pointed a shotgun at him when he broke in. Albus, of course, tried to make it go away, but Scrimgeour made sure Potter faced some consequences. Potter has a record in the Muggle world. He had to do community service. That is also a reason why he will never be an Auror.”

“Do they know where we are?” Draco and Remus made sure their home was well hidden.

Snape shakes his head, “No one knows, but I suspect Albus has an inkling but won’t say anything. Even he is getting tired of them.”

Draco is relieved, “Good.” He talks to his Godfather for another hour then he joins Remus in the library, “Do you want to work now that we’re back?” He sits down, “I’ve been thinking about getting a degree.”

“I do like teaching, might go back to that.” Remus puts his book away. “Whatever you do, I’ll support you.”

He gets up and sits down in Remus’ lap, “I still want to travel, but more spaced out. If that makes sense.” While he loves discovering and exploring new cultures and countries, he doesn’t want to have seen it all in a few years.

“It does.” Remus kisses him softly, “Do you want to return to Britain?”

“No.” Draco never wants to go back if he can help it. He starts uni a few weeks later and loves the challenge it poses. He is happy that Remus got a job at the same university and they can spend time together during their breaks. They don’t hide the fact that they are dating, and both don’t care about some comments made against them. They both make new friends and are enjoying the life they are building together.

Remus is watching Draco study for his final exams and is overcome with love. He walks over to him and kisses him deeply. “Marry me.”

“Yes.” Draco is overjoyed on the day they get married. The only witness is his Godfather, “Thank you for being here.”

“I admit when you first told me that you and Lupin were involved, I thought you mad. But you are both happy, and that is what matters.” Severus hands Draco a small envelope, “I’ve made you my heir. I will never have children of my own, and you are as close to a son as I’ll ever have.”

Draco fights back tears and swallows hard, “Thank you.” He wishes his Godfather would also find love, but he is married to his career.

Severus nods, “I am proud of you.” He nods at Remus, “Potter is still looking for you both. He and Weasley are still going on about how Voldemort will be back. Granger cut ties with them and is dating Krum and working as a journalist.”

“Let me guess, Ronald is jealous that Granger is dating Krum.” Draco is surprised Granger wised up and cut ties.

Snape snorts, “He is too busy getting an earful from Molly. He fathered two children with two different women. One of them is Lavender Brown and the other Pansy Parkinson.”

Draco laughs, “Pansy? Really?” He listens to Severus tell him the story, “Oh, I bet her father was mad.” He had fun turning Pansy down when she wanted to date him.

“She was disowned.” Snape sips his tea, “Potter is married to Ginny. Everyone knows they are cheating on each other. Their marriage was not a love match.”

“Why did they marry then?” Remus has been wondering if the Horcrux within Harry messed with him. “I know that Harry saw her as a sister.”

Snape shrugs, “I have no idea. Even Albus was baffled by this. He suspects Molly is behind their marriage.”

Remus frowns, “Why, though?” He is glad that he and Draco left.

Draco starts laughing, “I bet she believed the rumors that Harry was rich.”

“But Harry isn’t. James lost the whole Potter fortune when Lady Magic judged him guilty of multiple crimes.” Remus sighs, “James was furious; he had only left what was in his private vault. Most of the money came from some inheritance Lily received, and they used half of that up before Harry was born. I am pretty sure the money Harry had was from his grandparents.”

Snape looks thoughtfully, “Might explain the cheating and hate they have for each other. Ginerva thought she was marrying rich, but all her hopes and dreams went up in smoke, and if you ask me, Potter only married because it was expected of him.”

Draco and Remus retire to their bed later that night, “I am glad we don’t have such drama in our lives.” The only drama they experience is watching drama on TV.

“Me too,” Remus kissed Draco goodnight. Life continues for them, and after Draco gets his mastery, they decide to adopt. “Hey Paul,” he is looking at their six-month-old son a few months later, “He has your eyes.”

Draco snaps a picture, “And your hair.” He says, “I never thought I could love someone else, but I already love him so much.” He says the same when he is hugging their seven year old adopted daughter two years later. “Alicia,” he hugs her, “Don’t break too many noses today.”

She rolls her eyes and hugs him back. “I won’t, Draco.” She’s been living for them for the past three months, and they are the best. Her previous foster parents were mean.

Remus kisses the top of her head, “I’ll pick you up after practice.” They watch her walk into school, “Albus came to visit me yesterday at work.”

“What did he want?” Draco gets into their car, “And how did he find us?” He will add more wards if he has to.

“He knew where we'd been all along.” Remus puts on his seatbelt, “He is dying and wants to thank me and, in extension, you for defeating Voldemort. He also told me Ron has cut ties with Harry after Harry accused Ron’s child of being Voldemort reborn.”

Draco says nothing until he stops at a red light, “Has anyone checked Potter’s mental status?”

“Yes. He’s not insane. Albus blames himself because he made Harry believe he would achieve fame and be seen as a hero for defeating Voldemort. Instead, it is you, Severus, and me. Harry is not the hero he thought he was going to be. He makes the newspapers with new scandals every other week.”

“Severus told me that Potter and Ginerva can’t get divorced and that they are living at the Burrow.” Draco snorts, “He also told me that Potter lost Grimmauld Place to Kreacher. Apparently, Potter violated some rules put in by Sirius Black and was booted out of the house a few months ago.” He sold all the Malfoy properties years ago. He only took the money, and they bought their own places.

Remus gets out of the car, “Not hard to imagine. Sirius and I had long talks about Harry, and we both agreed that Harry was, at times, like a worse version of James. It’s almost like he inherited all the worst traits from both James and Lily. No wonder Petunia and Vernon sent him to a boarding school, hoping that Harry would get straightened out.” They walk into their home and go on about their lives. A few months later, they are vacationing with their kids in Tanzania when they run into a familiar face. “Miss Granger.” Remus looks at his former student, who looks tired and unhappy.

“Professor Lupin,” Hermione never thought she would see them again. She sneers at the blond, “Malfoy.”

“It’s Lupin, actually. I dropped the Malfoy name when we got married.” Draco looks at her, “What brings you here?” He’s heard that Granger and Krum crashed and burned after a year of dating. He was not surprised. Granger is an acquired taste.

“I am on vacation. Same as you, I suppose.” Hermione looks at the pair, “You’re still together?” She never thought they would last this long.

Draco rolls his eyes, “Of course we are. I just told you we were married. We’ve been together for a decade now. And what about yourself?” He admits that he is curious.

“No, I am not married.” Her son chooses that moment to run into her legs. She winces and growls at him. “How many times have I told you not to run at me like that?” She slaps him on the butt, “Naughty boys don’t get dinner and dessert. They are going straight to bed.”

“I hate you! I wish you were dead and daddy was alive.” He is about to throw a tantrum when Hermione uses her magic to silence him and put him to sleep. She picks him and wishes she could have one day where they don’t clash.

They never used magic on their children. Draco raises an eyebrow, “So you are the girl Theo knocked up and got killed for.” He has been wondering who it was; he knew that Theo was gay, like him.

Hermione says nothing; her son is her biggest secret and shame. She clears her throat, “What do you two do? I am the head of the DMLE.” She boasts, “I just got the promotion.”

Remus snorts, “You are not. I know that you’re banned from working at the Ministry. You are a writer for Witches Weekly. And what we do is none of your concern.” He sees their kids walk towards them, “Excuse us, but we have places to be.” He doesn’t want her to meet their kids. He is happy when they don’t run into her again and can enjoy their vacation.

Draco is cleaning the dishes when he receives a letter from Snape. He takes it and reads it. He goes to find his husband, “Granger was arrested on child abuse charges, and they found out that she drugged Theo and raped him to get pregnant. She is getting charged with his murder after the fact.” He sits down, “Sev also wrote that Ronald has now fathered eleven children with nine different women, but he keeps denying they are his.” He wonders if Ronald is using magic to get women to sleep with him.

Remus reads the letter, “Molly tried to kill Harry and accidentally killed Arthur.” He shakes his head in disbelief. “I had no idea they were living with Muriel.” The last news they heard from Britain was about four months ago.

“I am so glad we left that place behind us.” He kisses Remus, “I ran into my aunt and uncle. They also left the wizarding world. They disowned Tonks after she was caught planting false evidence against a Slytherin.”

Remus growls when he hears Tonk’s name, “I’ve never forgiven her for trying to come between us.” It was after everyone found out about them that Tonks took polyjuice potion to look like Draco and tried to seduce Remus. He smelled her perfume under the disguise, and when she tied him to the bed, he, in a bout of wandless and wordless magic, broke free and attacked her.

Draco chuckles, “I vividly remember the look of utter fear on her face when Mooney came forth and almost ripped her to shreds.” He entered the room when Remus was choking his cousin and stopped him from killing her. He looks somnolently, “We both know it was a plan concocted by her and Potter.” He goes to his office to work, and it keeps his mind busy. It’s a few years later when he receives the sad news that his Godfather passed away. He lets himself cry in Remus’ arms, “I am going to miss him.”

“Me too.” Over the years, he and Severus became friends. “He’ll always be in your heart.” Remus comforts his husband and helps him through his grief. He is not surprised when Draco wants to fill the hole left by Severus by adopting another child. They welcome eleven-year-old twins Kris and Willow into their home. It’s over twenty years after they left Britain behind that he runs into Harry. “Mr. Potter.” The years have not been kind to his former student. He looks pale and sickly.

“Remus!” Harry is not happy to see him, “You ruined my life! You and your ferret fucktoy.” Everything has been going downhill since Draco turned up to seek sanctuary.

Remus growls, “Do not insult my husband! You are still the petty, jealous little boy who thinks he is the center of the universe. You are jealous that you didn’t get the glory. That we took matters into our own hands and defeated Voldemort instead of sitting on our asses.”

“He is not dead! He is coming back, and when he does, I am ready for him.” Harry’s eyes gleam darkly, “Then I will be the hero everyone deserves.” He is a nobody, and people avoid him.

Comprehension dawns on Remus, “You do that.” He quickly excuses himself and returns home. “Harry is a Dark Lord.” He walks over to his husband and tells him about the short meeting.

“Fuck,” Draco looks up, “Are you sure?” It would explain a few things.

“Yes, he’s had the same look Voldemort had when I dueled with him.” Remus runs a hand through his hair, “I am pretty sure he is the one who’s resurrected the Death Eaters.” News of this reached them over two years ago. “We need to alert Minister Scrimgeour.” They do and return home. Remus has a bad feeling and is proven right when Harry and his Death Eaters start attacking Muggles and exposing them to magic.

Draco didn’t think he would ever fight another Death Eater, but here he is. He quickly disarms a few and freezes them. He unmasked one and is not surprised to see his cousin. The latest rumors were that Tonks and Harry were fuckbuddies. He keeps fighting, and soon everyone is arrested. He and Remus look at each other and follow a trail of blood. “Potter?”

“He fled.” Remus keeps following the trail of blood. They find Harry hunched over, “It’s over.” He deflects the spell Harry sends towards him. He battles with Harry and takes a hit that sends him flying. He is coughing up blood and looking up at Harry, “You’re a coward. Hiding in the shadows just like Voldemort.”

“Where is the ferret now? He sent you to me to die. He’s been playing, but you are just too blind to see it.” Harry leans closer, “It was the ferret who’s been funding me this whole time.” He laughs manically, “Imagine my surprise when I found that out. He never changed, just like I told you.” He raises his wand, ready to kill Remus, when he is suddenly disarmed. He turns around and looks at Draco, “YOU!”

Draco quickly puts magic-dampening cuffs on him, “Me. Did you really think I would let my husband go after you alone?” He sneers at Harry, “I was not funding you! You are delusional.” He hands him off to an Auror, “Your mysterious benefactor has been Paul Nott, Granger and Theo Nott’s bastard son.” He quickly heals Remus, “I want you to see a healer.”

Remus nods and then enjoys getting mothered by his husband and kids. He isn’t surprised when he reads that Harry got the Kiss. Life goes back to being simple for them, and he loves it. He is looking at his husband of over fifty years, “Any regrets?” He wouldn’t change a thing since it all led him here.

“No.” Draco kisses him, “You?”

“No.”

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Harry is grading papers when his door suddenly opens, and Charlie rushes in. “Ginny thinks you are dating a girl called Serena Pierce.”

“What?” Harry puts his pen down, “How did she come to that conclusion?”

Charlie sits down, “She’s been trying for months to find out who you are dating. I think she misheard or made the name up in her mind.”

Harry sighs, “It’s been over a decade since I broke up with her. We only went on two dates before I realised I was gay and in love with someone else. Why is she still hung up on me?”

Charlie gives him a sad smile, “You know why.”

“How did she even find out about my trust fund? My family never told anyone.” Harry’s parents told him when he was eighteen, and over the years, he doubled his trust fund.

“Honestly? I think she slept with someone at the bank who told her. Wouldn’t be the first time.” Charlie stands up, “She is under the delusion that you two are meant to be. Telling people you are a great love ready to be fulfilled.”

Harry shakes his head, “Never.” He continues grading papers, and when he is done, he leaves his office. He meets up with his colleague, “Hey, Pansy.”

She hands him a coffee, “Ginny is working here. She weaseled her way into a secretary position. No doubt to spy on you.” She hates the redhead. Her voice is annoying, and Ginny thinks she is better than anyone else.

He tells her what Charlie told him, “I think she has a screw loose.”

“Hmm,” Pansy puts her mug down, “I am going to ask Theo to look into her. I don’t trust her.”

“Thank you.” Harry empties his cup and rinses it out. “I’m going home.” He leaves and gets into his car. He realises he is being followed and makes a few stops on the way. He loses his tail when he takes an unexpected turn and takes the long way home. He parks his car in the garage and walks into his house. His dogs greet him. “Hello. Missed me?” They bark and run around him. He chuckles and walks into the kitchen, “Hey.” He wraps his arms around his husband, “Ginny is after me.”

Severus sighs, “I know. Albus called me to warn me.” He turns around, “She is after your money, and she might turn to extreme measures to get it.”

“Unfortunately for her, I am happily married already, and she won’t get her hands on my money,” he kisses him, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Severus kisses Harry’s temple, “Be careful. I don’t trust her.” They eat dinner and retire to bed. The next day, Severus is working when his friend and Harry’s mother enter his shop. “Lily.”

She hugs her friend, “Hey, Sev.” She kisses his cheek, “I am sure by now you’ve heard that Ginny is after Harry’s money.” She leans against the counter, “She is up to her old tricks.”

“We know. Theo is looking into her. Does she really think Harry would get back with her?” Severus shakes his head, “It’s been twelve years.”

“Back then, she had no idea Harry was rich. And Harry also had no idea he was gay.” Lily chuckles, “James and I knew before him. I was glad that he quickly realised what a colossal mistake he was making. To be honest, if he had dated her longer, I would have questioned his sanity.”

“He told me he only agreed to go out with Ginny because Ron and Hermione pushed him into it.” Severus sighs, “They quickly showed their true faces when Harry came out, and they shunned him. It got worse after they found out Harry was dating me.”

“Last I heard, Ron is working as a male escort, and Hermione is cleaning toilets.” She and Sirius made sure to expose them and their lies. No one was going to steal her work and get away with it. “Are you still coming over on Sunday?”

“Hmm, we are bringing the dogs.” Severus hears the phone ring and picks it up. He frowns when he hears what the other person is telling him. He hangs up the phone. “A woman called Serena Pierce was attacked by a masked individual. She suffered several stab wounds to her face.”

“Shit. I didn’t think there was even someone named like that.” Lily shakes her head, “I bet it was Ginny.” She will ask James; hopefully, he will be working the case. She checks her watch, “I have to go. I’ll call you later.”

Severus closes his shop a few hours later and returns home. He finds his husband sleeping on the couch. He kneels down and runs a hand through Harry’s hair, “Wake up, love.”

Harry mumbles, “Sev?” He blinks his eyes open, “What time is it?”

“Five. Is everything okay?” His husband normally isn’t home this early. He doesn’t fight when Harry pulls him on top of him.

“Hmm, there was a small incident in the chemistry lab. We were all sent home, and the wing is closed until the fumes are gone.” Harry nuzzles Sev’s throat, “I was thinking you could leave Luna in charge of the shop and we could go away for a day or two.”

Severus kisses him, “Sounds good.” They pack a suitcase, drop the dogs off with Luna, and take a flight to Florence. Severus takes Harry to the same place they had their first date. They ordered the same as they did all those years ago. “What would you have done if you had not found me?”

“Kept looking for you until I did.” Harry sips his wine, “Even if I found you and you would not have returned my feelings, I would have been content since I told you about mine. Honestly, I expected you to slam the door in my face after I confessed my feelings for you.”

Severus takes Harry’s hand in his, “To be honest, had you found me a few weeks earlier, I would have. I fought my feelings for you, and when I heard that you were dating Ginny, I stopped lying to myself and admitted that I loved you. So when you showed up and told me you felt the same, well, I wasn’t going to waste my chance.”

“I am glad I showed up at the right time then.” They finish and return to their hotel, “I bet mum is going to ask us about kids again.” Harry sits down on the bed, “My sisters have given her three already, she should be happy.”

Severus joins him, “She will just have to accept the dogs as her grandchildren.” They don’t want any kids; they are too busy with their work. Plus, at fifty, he is too old to have children.

They return on Saturday, and on Sunday, they have dinner with Harry’s parents. “Any news?” Harry hands his father a bottle of whiskey he bought for him.

James shakes his head, “No. We know it was Ginny who was the attacker, but we have no evidence right now. We also believe she is behind the incident in the chemistry lab.” He tells him Sirius’ theory, “He thinks she is sleeping with someone at uni and stole their keycard to get access to the lab. We are going through the footage, but I doubt we will find anything.”

“I think she created a distraction and tried looking for your address. But luckily for you all that information is kept offside.” Lily wonders when Ginny will show up at her doorstep. Three days later, she is looking at the redhead. “Yes?”

“Is Harry here?” Ginny puts on her best smile, “We were supposed to meet, and I think he forgot.” She’s been trying to see him but failed. “So I thought I would check here.”

“Who are you?” Lily sees the disgruntled look on her face at that, “And Harry is at work. He would never slag off work to meet with a nightlady.” She wonders if Ginny catches her meaning.

“I am Ginny Weasley. Harry and I dated a few years ago. We recently rekindled and..”

Lily cuts her off, “Oh, that was you? Harry told me the dates were a disaster, and you were too busy talking about your life goals and belittling people, then showing any interest in him. Didn’t you want to be a player for England?” She crosses her arms over her chest, “And didn’t you put up a stink that he would not kiss you, let alone sleep with you on your first date?”

Ginny opens and closes her mouth. When she sees a police car park on the street, she leaves.

Lily meets her husband halfway, “She left her fingerprint on the doorbell.”

James quickly takes his kit from the back of his car and collects her fingerprint. “This might come in handy.” He is proved right three weeks later when Ginny’s prints match the prints found in a glove with Serena’s blood on it. They also find her prints on the bag and mask used in the attack.

“You won’t believe this.” Sirius barges into the office, “Ginny has been telling people she is pregnant with Harry’s child.” He sits down, “She is claiming they will get married.”

James rubs his forehead, “Can’t be Harry’s.” He sighs, “She does know that Harry would ask for a DNA test.”

Sirius huffs, “This is where it gets weird. Apparently, Ginny acquired Harry Potter’s semen and has used it to fall pregnant.”

James starts to laugh, “She has no idea that Harry changed his last name, hasn’t she?” His son took his husband’s name after they got married over a decade ago.

“Nope. There are three Harry Potters currently living in Britain. One is a six-month-old baby, the second is a girl, and the third is a seventy-eight-year-old man. Rumor has it, she hired someone to get a semen sample.” Sirius smirks, “I bet the old man had a nice time.”

James calls his son and tells him the news, “Don’t be alone. Have someone with you at all times. Sirius is going to follow you home today.” He hangs up and goes to work while Sirius heads to Harry’s workplace.

Sirius arrives at Hogwarts University and signs in. He makes his way to Harry’s office, “Hey, Harry.”

“Siri,” he hugs his Godfather, “Sev wants to know if you are staying for dinner.” Harry sits down and goes back to work. He is glad the semester will be over next week. He needs a break from grading papers.

“If Sev is cooking, sure.” Sirius goes over some things with Harry, “Until she is arrested, you have to be careful. Who knows what she might do?”

Harry nods and hopes this will be over soon. They are about to leave when there is a knock on his door. He goes to open it, “Ginny.” He sees Sirius quickly hide behind the door. “What do you want?”

Ginny bats her eyelashes, “Is this the way to greet your former girlfriend?” She leans against the doorway, showing her chest, “I am pregnant, and you are the father.” She bites her lip, “You see, I went to the loo after you, and somehow your sperm got into me, and now I am carrying your child.” She leans closer, “This is a chance for us to be together and start a family. Like it was meant to be all those years ago.”

“No.” He slams the door in her face and looks at his godfather, whispering, “Is she for real?”

Sirius shrugs, whispering back, “I think she is nuts.” They hear her walk away, “Theo will be back tomorrow to tell us what he learned.” The next day is a revelation, “So she is a Black Widow?”

“Yes, she has killed seven men who all looked like Harry in the past decade. She kept changing her appearance and name. She left DNA behind that linked the cases. Interpol is after her.” Theo shows them more, “She has also tried the pregnancy scam before. It worked for her once, that was with husband #4.”

James calls Interpol and tells them their suspect is in London. He hangs up after ten minutes. “An agent will be here soon. They have an arrest warrant.” Three hours later, Ginny is arrested. He is looking at her, “Harry can’t be your baby’s father. He can’t have children.”

“And he is gay. Dating you made him realise he was into men.” Sirius sees the look of fury on her face, “If you are really pregnant, there is only one Harry Potter who can be the father, and he is seventy-eight.”

Ginny vomits. She is being led away and stewing in her misfortune. But she knows she won’t be in this situation for long. She will charm her way out of this. “I am innocent.” She pleads her case and finds a target. She works for him and already can see freedom in her sights, but then she is extradited to Texas, where she is found guilty and sentenced to death a year later. While she was awaiting her trial, she starved herself, and they found out she wasn’t pregnant. She is stewing in her cell, “Harry can’t be gay. He went out with me.”

“So? Many gay men date girls before they realize they are not straight.” James has taken the long trip to see her. “We found your accomplices. They were charged and put behind bars. They gave you up once they realised how much trouble they were in.”

“So what? I am already in here.” Ginny growls, “Harry is mine. I will get out”

“No, he is not. He is his own person.” James leans against a wall, “ And very happy.” Three days later, Ginny is found dead in her cell, killed by another inmate, hired by the daughter of one of her victims.

Chapter Text

Harry sits down on the stool and waits for the hat to be placed on his head. “Not Slytherin.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm. Let me show you something.”

Harry sees himself being sorted into Slytherin, and he sees the animosity between him and Draco. He sees Snape berating him; he sees himself being alone and isolated. He sees more depressing flashes. “Stop.” He doesn’t want to see more. “Can you show me something else?”

“Yes.”

Harry sees himself being sorted into Gryffindor. He sees himself making friends with Ron and Hermione, sees himself defeating Voldemort, getting married to Ginny, and having children. All happy flashes.

“You still want to go to Gryffindor?”

“Yes.” Harry would be a fool to choose otherwise.

“GRYFFINDOR”

Harry joins his new house, and he soon realises that not everything is sunshine and roses. He has to fight for his life every year, facing Voldemort, a basilisk, you name it. Slytherins hate his guts. Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs dislike him and his friends, too. The school even bands together against him, and even his own house turns its back on him. No one believes him when he tells them Voldemort is back and is labeled a liar and tortured by a professor.

But the worst part is going back to his relatives. His uncle, knowing Harry is not allowed to do magic, takes great pleasure in raping Harry into submission. He never touched Harry like this before, and Harry quickly realises that if he fights, it will get worse. He tells Dumbledore, but he doesn’t believe him, and when Harry returns, Dudley joins his father and torments Harry. He even tells Miss Weasley, but she doesn’t believe him either. When he runs away from his uncle, he is caught, brought back, and tied up to be used whenever his uncle and cousin want to take pleasure from his body.

He meets his godfather and loses him a year later, and it is his fault. He told his godfather about the rape, and he promised that Harry would not need to return, but it was a lie. Sirius went on the run and then died. Harry didn’t even fight when Vernon climbed on top of him. He was just numb.

He loses his mentor in Dumbledore in his sixth year and has to go on the run. Snape killed Dumbledore, and Harry hates Snape. He learns that he has a Horcrux in his scar and walks towards his death. He finally defeats Voldemort after coming back from dying but a lot of people die. Snape died, and Harry learns he was wrong about the man.

He moves on with his life, marries Ginny, and has children of his own. He becomes an Auror and quickly works up the ranks with Ron at his side. Life is good, and he is happy. It’s two decades later when he finds out the truth. The horrible truth he was never supposed to uncover. His family has been dosing him with potions, using spells on him, and erasing his memories so he could be their puppet and they could get their hands on his fortune. Everything was a setup. Meeting Ron on the platform was arranged by Dumbledore. All those yearly events were arranged for him to be tested. Everything was done so they could have the high life while using his money. Money he wasn’t even aware he had! He breaks down when he discovers his wife let men rape him, and she took money from those men. Even Ron had a go with him. He is crushed when he learns that he had several miscarriages; he had no idea males could get pregnant. He takes a week to come to terms with everything he’s learned and then marches into Hogwarts and glares at the hat, “You knew.”

“Yes.”

Harry is furious, “You should have told me!”

“No. I showed you what you needed to know. You chose to take everything at face value. You were already prejudiced against Slytherin, and you based your choice on that. What I showed you just confirmed the biased opinion you already had. It’s not my fault you made the easy choice.”

“Would it really have been better?” Harry doesn’t believe it. “And you could have shown me what my uncle would do to me!”

“No. If I had shown you, you would not have believed me. You would have argued I was showing you those images to make you go to Slytherin.” The hat lands on Harry’s head, “Watch.”

Harry sees himself slowly making friends with Draco and others. He sees Snape removing him from his family and having them arrested. He sees Lucius and Sirius working together to find the Horcruxes and remove Fudge as Minister. He sees Snape and himself destroying them and ending Voldemort before he takes form. He sees Sirius, Remus, and Lucius expose Dumbledore and his supporters. He sees justice being done and Dumbledore receiving the Kiss. He sees himself getting married to Snape and having children. “There was no war?”

“No. There wasn’t. Voldemort was destroyed during your fourth year. You also never competed. Sirius never died. A lot of people never died.”

“Snape and me?” He has a hard time wrapping his head around that one.

“You are soulmates. Sometimes you find each other early, sometimes later. Sometimes never at all.”

Harry swallows hard, “What now?” He always thought Ginny was his soulmate, but that was the potions talking.

“You make the best of your life. There is no second chance for you. Not in this life. You made the wrong choice, and you have to live with it.”

Harry nods and leaves. He makes sure to expose everything. It creates a massive shitstorm, but he is beyond caring. He doesn’t hold back and speaks honestly about what he went through. Mobs form and go after the people who destroyed Harry’s life. He sheds no tears when one after another they all die. He leaves the wizarding world and settles into the Muggle world. A year later, he gets revenge on his abusive Muggle family. Their deaths are never linked to him. He used his magic to torture and kill them. He got revenge, but he feels hollow. Empty. He refuses to see his children; they remind him of what their mother did. He refuses to see anyone from the magical world. They never did anything for him. As the years pass, he gets more and more depressed, and one day, he takes his own life.

Chapter Text

Albus looked at the Potter account manager. “I am Mr. Potter’s magical guardian, and I want to take hold of his assets.” He handed him a contract, “I also want to file this. A marriage contract between Harry Potter and Ginerva Weasley. They are soulmates, and the contract has been signed in blood by the respective parties.” He had everything ready and acted fast. No one was going to stop him.

The goblin knew this was a lie, but Mr. Dumbledore promised him a small fee if he overlooked this. “Very well.” He signed the papers, handing the Potter fortune over to Mr. Dumbledore. He read the marriage contract; he could detect a glamor on it. A voice warned him not to sign it, but he did anyway. As soon as the ink dried, a scream tore from his mouth. He felt magic attack him and judge him harshly. He watched on in horror as Mr. Dumbledore’s magic broke free of him, killing him. The last thing he saw was a blinding light before his life left him.

Griphook arrived, having heard the scream. He looked at the dead bodies, then at the contract. “Fools.” The contract said it was the marriage between a soul-mated pair, but Harry Potter’s soulmate was not the Weasley girl.

“Fate intervened and punished them.” Ragnuk grunts, “We need to inform the Minister. They need to check if the other parties were punished as well.” He picked up the dead goblin’s ring, “Inform his clan. They need to know their family member disgraced himself and brought shame upon them. He should have known better than to betray our vows.”

“They were punished. I can feel the magic still in the air.” Griphook made the call, and three hours later, he was talking to Kingsley Shakelbolt, “Where is the Minister?”

Kingsley ran a hand over his tired face, “Dead. Along with Arthur, Molly, and Ginerva Weasley. Fudge handed Potter’s guardianship over to Dumbledore even though he knew Dumbledore wasn’t Potter’s guardian. He was punished for this. The Weasleys are dead because they signed the contract. But the baby, she couldn’t have signed it, she was only three months old.”

“Must have been a preventive measure from Fate.” Griphook showed him the contract, “The boy would have been a slave. And she would have owned him.”

He read it and cursed, “Even I know you don’t make soulmate contracts. And soulmates have a mark. What happens now?”

“We tracked down Mr. Potter and removed him from his abusive family. The boy’s only been with them for three weeks and already shows bruising and broken bones. We also called you here because Sirius Black is innocent. Peter Pettigrew is alive. If he were dead, his vault would be closed down.” Griphook grunted, “If he is in his animagus form, it will be difficult. He turns into a rat.”

“There was a dead rat at the Burrow.” Kingsley rushed back and cast a revealing spell. Peter Pettigrew was dead. He launched an investigation and was mad when he found out the truth. He led the charge, and several Ministry people were fired and arrested, including Barty Crouch and Alastor Moody. Sirius Black was exonerated and awarded custody of Harry Potter. People raged when they learned what Dumbledore and the Weasley tried to do to Potter. The other Weasley children were taken in by Muriel Prewett. He was elected the new Minister, and his first objective was to re-try several Death Eaters by using veritaserum. Lucius Malfoy, who was able to get off with a slap on the wrist, was sentenced to life in Azkaban. Others received the Dementor’s Kiss for their crimes. He still thought there was something else that they needed to take care of. He got his answers a week later when he was at Grimmauld Place.

Sirius was glaring at Snape, “What do you want?”

“Potter’s scar is a Horcrux. You need to go to the goblins to have it removed.” Severus loathed the man, “There are other Horcruxes he made. They need to be destroyed, or he will be back and go after your godson.” He looked at Kingsley, “Horace Slughorn.” He handed him a note, “He is aware of who Voldemort is and has been keeping quiet.”

“How do you know all this?” Sirius was suspicious, “He told you when you were in his bed?” He never believed Snape changed sides.

Severus rolled his eyes, “I never shared his bed. No one did. Those appeared in the Great Hall. I was chosen to come here since I am a former Death Eater and can make sense of this. And do not worry, your little flea-ridden head. We, that is Pomona, Filius, and I, destroyed the diary, diadem, the cup, and the ring. They also appeared in the Great Hall. You only need to retrieve the locket and get Potter to Gringotts.”

Kingsley read the note, “Fate must have done this after Dumbledore’s death. Evidence has been appearing where there previously was none.”

“One more thing, Minerva is dead. Fate punished her for letting Albus place Potter with his family.” Severus sneered, “A memory of the night when they placed the boy there played on a loop over her dead body. She knew how abhorrent they were and did nothing. Not once checked up on the boy.”

He was glad Minerva was dead, or he would have done her in herself. “Wait here,” Sirius asked Kreacher to get the locket and leave with Snape. He took Harry to Gringotts, where the Horcrux was removed. He made sure to teach his godson everything he knew. He also made sure to tell him not to trust Slytherins. That they were bad people, and that the worst was Snape. To his utter horror, Harry was sorted into Slytherin and made friends with Draco Malfoy. He demanded answers from his godson.

Harry was frowning, “You also told me to keep an open mind. I did that. And not all Slytherins are bad.” He didn’t understand his godfather. Why was he so against Harry being friends with Draco and Pansy? “I am happy. Isn’t that enough?” He never let Sirius influence him when it came to his friends, nor his love life later on. Then again, he never told his godfather until after he was married what he’d been together with Snape for years.

“WHAT?” Sirius could not believe his ears. “Are you telling me that you married Snivellus?” The bastard did something to Harry.

“Yes.” Harry knew this was coming. He didn’t fight when Sirius dragged him to Gringotts, only for his test to come up clean. “We’ve been dating since I left Hogwarts. I’ve been in love with him since I was fifteen. He also had feelings for me, but we both decided to wait until I graduated.” Not that they couldn’t have dated.

“I am going to kill him!” Sirius marched into Hogwarts, demanding to know where Snape was. To his surprise, he was told that Snape quit his job years ago. When he returned to his home, he found Harry gone. He complained to Kingsley, “Harry should not be with Snivellus. He is just using Harry to get back at James. He doesn’t love Harry.”

“They are soulmates.” Kingsley was told this information when he married them. He even saw their mark. “And you are lucky that you are not back in Azkaban. Severus could have pressed charges against you for the attempted murder in your fifth year at Hogwarts.”

Sirius had forgotten about that. “Why didn’t he?”

“Because of Harry. But Harry knows what you did.” Kingsley was appalled when he realised that Albus swept this under the rug too. “And because Severus doesn’t think you are worth the time and money.”

“Remus never forgave me.” His once best friend broke off their friendship when he learned the truth about that night at Hogwarts. He hasn’t seen him in over a decade. “You wouldn’t happen to know where he is?” He missed his best friend. He had no one.

Kingsley knew but elected not to tell Sirius. Remus was happily married to Draco and living in France. “Write to him.”

Sirius did, and when he met Remus, he immediately put his foot into his mouth when he accused Remus of betraying him by marrying Draco. “How could you?”

“Draco is my soulmate.” Remus sighed when Sirius ranted about how evil Slytherins and Malfoys are. “Sirius, Draco is nothing like his father. Severus changed, and if you think about it, the real Dark Lord in all this was Dumbledore, and he was a Gryffindor.”

Sirius growled and made more accusations and watched Remus leave. He complained to anyone who would listen, and soon people called him crazy. No one took his ramblings seriously, and one day, he was locked in a room at St. Mungos.

“He has Black Madness.” A healer informed Kingsley, “There is no cure.”

Kingsley sighed sadly, “I’ll tell Harry.”

Harry buried his godfather, “I hope you find some peace.” He turned around and walked into his husband’s arms, “What do you think would have happened if Fate hadn’t intervened?”

“I believe we would have found our way to each other regardless.” Severus kissed his husband, “Let’s go home.”

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Luna was sitting at her kitchen table, and she opened the letter from her dear friend.

“Dear Luna,

The war is over, but there is no peace for me. Voldemort is dead, but I find no joy in it. You are the only person who knows that Severus and I were together. We never made any plans for the future because we both knew we could die. But it didn’t stop me from dreaming of a future where we could get married and have children. But Severus died, and a part of me died with him. His death haunts me. His last words to me were that he was sorry and that he loves me. I love him so much, and it just hurts. So much. I get up, and I call for him only to realise that he is gone. When I drink coffee, I think of him. When I see a potion, I think of him. I can no longer stay here. The wizarding world took so much from me, and now they demand even more. I just can’t bear it anymore. Everyone is grieving, but they expect me to just get up and continue to be their savior. They get mad when I want to mourn those we lost. The worst part is, Hermione and Miss Weasley have already mapped my life out for me. Never once asking if this is what I want. I am no longer dancing to their tune, and I am sure as hell not going to marry Ginny. Before I go into another rant, I want to say thank you. For everything. Your support meant everything to me, and that is why I named you as my heir. You will get everything. I just took some money to live comfortably in the Muggle world. The rest is for you. I wish you all the happiness in the world and maybe, we will see each other again one day.

Yours, Harry Potter Snape

Luna cried; she had hoped Harry would stay, but she understood why he left. The rest of the wizarding world would not be that understanding. She was glad that Harry left and wasn’t there to see everyone vilify Severus and later him for leaving. She wished she could show him the memory of the Weasleys finding out they would get no part of the Potter fortune. She married, had children, and often wondered if Harry found some happiness after Severus’ death. She never got her answer. She only saw Harry again when she identified his body decades after the War ended. She heard from acquaintances that Harry was a recluse but friendly. When she packed up his things, she found the only picture that existed of Harry and Severus. She wished they could have gotten a chance at a happy future, but Fate was not on their side. She could only hope they are reunited in the afterlife and finally happy.

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Ginny walked confidently into Gringotts. In a few minutes, all of her dreams would come true. Her dear husband was dead, and it was time for her to take control over the Potter fortune. The only downside was that he died before she fell pregnant. It would have been better if she were carrying a Potter heir. She tapped her foot on the floor, “I want to talk to the Potter account manager.”

“Follow me.” The goblin led her to an office, “Wait here.”

She looked around the office, intimidated by all the weapons on the wall. She saw another goblin enter. “I am Lady Potter. I want to take charge of my husband’s vaults.” Soon, she could show all those who looked down on her how much better she was.

“Mr. Potter never claimed his lordship. You are not Lady Potter.” Ragnuk grunted, “No one has claimed the Potter lordship since Fleamont Potter died.”

“I still want to take over my husband’s vaults.” She could live without some stupid title as long as she got the money and jewelry. “I want to see the vaults.”

Ragnuk grunted and had her follow him. He led her to the Potter vault and opened it.

Ginny dreamed of all the gold she would find, but instead she let out a scream. “Where is all the money?” Inside was just one knut and nothing more. “Take me to the other vaults!”

“That is all that is left to the Potter name. There are no other vaults.” They headed back, “Mr. Potter sold everything off before his death. And he donated all his money to various charities.”

Ginny could not believe her ears. It was all for nothing. “What about Grimmauld Place?” She could spruce the place up.

“That went back to the Black family along with everything else. Draco Malfoy inherited everything: properties, items, and money.” Ragnuk was going to make sure this gold digger would pay.

“WHAT?” Ginny was mad. She worked on Harry for over two years at Hogwarts, only for him to disappear. They finally found him and immediately started getting him under her control and forcing him to marry her. And now she is left with nothing. She marched home and complained to her mother. “Even the jewelry he gave me is gone!” It was the first thing she did, force him to retrieve his mother’s jewelry and give it to her.

“I am so sorry, my dear,” Molly wanted nothing more than to kill the Potter boy again. How dare that boy leave that girl with nothing? They worked hard to get him to marry her!

Ginny is crying, “Why mummy? What went wrong?” She never would have slept with Harry if it weren’t for all his wealth. She hated him.

Molly consoled her daughter, “I do not know.” They were so careful and never told anyone about their plans. Over the next few days, they both tried to get into the Potter home at Godric’s Hollow but were refused at every turn. The boy sold the property to the Ministry. Molly began to understand that somehow Harry found out their plan. It was a month later when she got her answer. There was a knock on the door. “Yes?” She had no idea who these people were.

“I am Alfrid Garcy. I am Mr. Potter’s attorney.” The man pointed to a woman to his right, “This is Lucille Blake, she is a member of the ICW, specialising in line theft.”

A tall man showed her a warrant, “And I am Hiromu Takeshita, I work for the goblins. Molly Weasley, you are under arrest for the murder of Harry Potter, theft, attempted line theft, and that is just for starters.” He put the cuffs on her, “Your daughter was arrested this morning in Diagon Alley.”

Molly was shocked. She finally found her voice. “How dare you! I did no such thing!” She was put in the same room as her daughter. She rushed to her and hugged her. “Did they hurt you?”

“No.” Ginny glared at the man, “I will have your job for this.”

He chuckled, “Good luck on that. You are lucky if you go to Azkaban.” Takeshita presented all the evidence. “We have Mr. Potter’s inheritance test. You can clearly see all the potions you two have been feeding him.” He shows them video surveillance, “And this is you, Mrs. Weasley, kidnapping Harry from his home in Japan. It was a week later that he married your daughter, and a month after that he was dead.”

“Mr. Potter had a vasectomy, which means he could not have children. You never would have gotten a Potter heir. Mr. Potter was aware of your plans and made plans of his own. He made sure that, should you get to him, you would be left with nothing.”

Mme Bones entered, “We also arrested Hermione Granger for breaking into confidential records.” She shows them what she found, “But she was under the imperious curse, and we know that it was you, Molly, who cast it. Miss Granger is going to press charges against you.” She sat down, “That means life in Azkaban for you.” She looked at Ginny, “Now you, on the other hand, never cast an Unforgivable, but what you did is far worse.”

“Indeed, we have a controlling potion. Fertility potion, submissive potion, love and lust potion catered to you, and so much more. You basically made Mr. Potter your slave.” Mr. Takeshita smirked, “The goblins want your head.”

Ginny screeched, “No! You can’t do this to me! I did nothing wrong! I am owed to be Lady Potter!”

“No, you were not. You thought you could steal what you wanted, and you killed for what you thought you were owed.” Blake showed her a list of her offenses, “Miss Weasley, you are done.”

“How?” Ginny whined, “How did he know?” Where did they make a mistake?

Mr. Garcy showed her a letter, “This was written by Albus Dumbledore. He overheard you two talking and informed Mr. Potter. I forwarded this letter to Mr. Potter after Mr. Dumbledore’s death. I was the one who helped him set up a new life.”

“Not that Mr. Potter would have lived much longer. He was suffering from the death of his mate.” Mr. Takeshita looked grave, “At least we can take solace that they are now reunited.”

Molly growled, “That Death Eater was not Harry’s mate! Voldemort did the world a favor when he killed that man.”

Mme Bones shook her head, “Take them away.” Two days later, a statement was released in the Daily Prophet. Molly Weasley was sentenced to life in Azkaban, and Ginny Weasley was sentenced to life in the goblin mines.

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Harry is celebrating his hundred and one birthday. He is surrounded by his family and loved ones. His upbringing has been hard, and his life has been filled with tragedy and hardship, but he had his friends, found family, and later his own family to stand by his side. He looks at his wife, Ginny, and his children, James, Albus, and Lily, and their families. His life has been good, even if he had to face a madman to achieve it. After so much fighting, he finally retired over two decades ago. He closes his eyes and hears some beeping. He frowns as the beeping gets louder. He opens his eyes again and smiles at his wife, telling her he is fine. He looks around and suddenly sees a dark cloud around several people. His wife, his best friend and brother-in-law, and his mother-in-law. He frowns when he looks at his children and sees their features change. He shakes his head. Maybe he stayed up too late? He accepts the cup his wife gives him, and when he looks down, it looks black. He shakes the weird feeling off and drinks it. He feels better, happier. Later that night, he goes to bed, and the beeping gets louder again. He falls asleep wondering if he is finally going mad. The next morning, he blinks his eyes open and looks at a white ceiling.

“Mr. Potter. It’s good to see you finally awake.”

Harry is confused. Is he looking at a nurse? He looks around and realises he is in a hospital room. His throat is dry, and he realises he is connected to several machines. This is the beeping he heard.

“I know you must be confused. You’ve been in a coma for over a year.” The nurse hands him some water. “The police will want to talk to you.”

Harry wonders if this is some sick joke. His voice is raspy, “Where am I?”

“You are at Great Ormond Street Hospital in London.”

He looks down at his hands, and they are not wrinkly and old. He has no beard, and his hair is short. He closes his eyes, and a tear escapes him. He is back in his young body. His wife and children must be worried about it. Two hours later, two coppers are asking him some questions. “I don’t remember anything.” Everything is fuzzy.

“The doctor told us that it can happen. But you will be happy to know that your aunt and uncle are in jail for trying to kill you. They were caught on several security cameras.”

“Mr. Potter, you are lucky to be alive. You suffered severe brain damage, and your heart stopped beating a few times.” The doctor makes sure the police don't upset the seven-year-old child. “By some miracle, your brain is fully healed.”

“Oh.” Harry remembers the beatings, “Did I sleep in a cupboard under the stairs?”

“Yes.”

Harry answers more questions and later tells his doctor about the life he thought he lived. “It was so real.”

“Sadly, magic is not real, or we could have healed you in a matter of days.” The doctor pats his leg, “The brain is funny. It makes up stories to comfort us and to make it easier.”

The more days pass, the more Harry remembers. His relatives threw him out of a car and then ran over him. The breaks he suffered mended while he was in a coma. His parents really did die in a car accident. They were hit by a drunk driver named Albus Dumbledore. A month later, Harry is released from the hospital and put into foster care. A year later, he gets adopted by the Gaunt family. Harry at first was scared of his foster father since he looked a lot like Voldemort, but the man was nothing like Voldemort. Tom Gaunt is a loving father, and Harry can go to him with everything. He came out to his father first, then he told his mother, Andrea, and sister Demi. They move to the US, and there he makes fast friends with the twins Narcissa and Bellatrix Black. They are not the only people Harry meets who remind him of people from his dream. Their father is Sirius Black. When he attends Harvard, he meets Hermione and her husband, Ronald. They are not like the friends from his dream. They are mean and condescending, bullies. He also meets Ginny, who treats him like dirt until she finds out he is rich, and then he can’t get rid of her.

“She is a gold digger.”

Harry is startled. He recognises that voice. He is looking at a man only a few years older than him. He looks so much like Professor Snape, except the hair is shorter. “My father told me to take out a restraining order.” He holds out his hand, “I am Harry Gaunt.”

“Sven Prince.” He shakes his hand, a jolt of electricity runs through him, “I would not worry about a restraining order. Ginny will soon be dealt with.”

Harry has felt it too, “Oh?”

“Hmm,” Sven looks into Harry’s green eyes, “Want to get some coffee?”

“Yes.” Harry and Sven start to date. A month later, Ginny is arrested for drug possession and distribution. After a year of dating, they get married. Five years later, they adopt a set of twins, Luna and Penelope. Harry has told his husband about his dream, the world he thought was real. “It’s weird that I met almost everyone from my dream. Some have different names; in the dream I had, Luc was called Lucius, and he named his son Draco. Here, Draco is called David.”

“And I was a spy.” Sven wraps his arms around Harry, “I am glad this is real because I have you and the kids.”

“Me too.” He leans back against his husband’s chest, “I was never this happy in my dream.” Later that night, they are lying in bed, “I think the dark cloud I saw was a warning. In this world, everyone with a dark cloud is a criminal.”

“I think they were in your world too, but you never realised it.” Sven kisses his husband, “Night, babe.” They fall fast asleep.

Death is hovering above them, “Sleep well, Harry.”

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“Harry?”

“Yes Sev?”

“You know I lo..”

“Don’t. You don’t have to say it now. I know.”

“But I never told you.”

“But you showed me. You know the saying actions speak louder than words? Your actions spoke loudly.”

“You never resented me for not telling you?”

“No. I knew you wanted to say them but had trouble.”

“Do you regret that we never had children?”

“No. We were both messed up by the war, and to be honest, raising children would have been too much work. And we were barely functioning on our own.”

“I still feel as if I robbed you of a better life.”

“No. You gave me the life I wanted. It’s not your fault that my friends turned their backs on me when they found out we were dating. I don’t think I ever told you, but you were right. They wanted to live off my money and fame.”

“You never did confirm my suspicions. You did find new friends once we moved.”

“They were better friends than Ron and Hermione ever were.”

“I miss our cat.”

“Maybe we can find her? I mean, we should be able to visit everyone who’s passed.”

“I don’t know if there is a pet afterlife.”

“We can find out. We’ve only been dead for ten minutes.”

“Let’s explore.”

“Right. How do we get to our home?”

“I have no idea.”

“Hello?”

“Oh, there is a door.”

“Our cottage! I was hoping it would be here.”

“Look, there is Catfood.”

“I still can’t believe you named him like that.”

“I was drunk.”

“No, you were not. You never drank.”

“Just like you. I am glad we have a TV. I want to rewatch Golden Girls.”

“I want to watch porn and fuck you at the same time.”

“You can fuck me whenever. There is nothing we haven’t done.”

“I am just glad we are solid and not ghosts. Can’t wait to have you inside me again.”

“It’s not like we have anywhere to be, Harry.”

“You read my mind.”

“Meow”

“Someone wants our attention first.”

“Meow.”

“Let’s play with him, then we will christen this place.”

“Meow.”

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Peter is munching on some cheese when his ears perk up. He moves closer and listens in. He can’t believe what he is hearing. He needs to do something. He is many things, but his mother would have his hide if he let them get away with this. He runs away and goes to the only person who can help him.

“Reveal yourself.” Lucius takes out his wand. “Now.”

Peter transforms into himself. “Don’t kill me.” He holds up his hands in surrender, “I just overheard something that made me break my cover.”

Lucius keeps his wand up, “And what would that be?”

“It’s about the Potter boy.” Peter tells him what he overheard, “You see why I had to come here.”

“I do.” Lucius puts his wand down. “You heard all that?”

“Yes.” Severus shows himself, “We need to get Black out of Azkaban. He is the best option to get Potter away from his family and give him some protection.”

Peter cowers, “Snape.”

“Rat.” Severus sneers at him, “Why don’t you go back and keep spying?” Peter changes into his rat form and leaves. Severus pinches the bridge of his nose, “I am going to check on the boy.” He returns two hours later, furious. “They are starving and beating him! I left some food for him.” He is pacing, “He is sleeping in a broom cupboard!” He is going to kill the muggles.

Lucius hands him a firewhiskey, “I will get Black out of Azkaban.” With his connections and influence, he gets Black released a week later.

Sirius is looking at Lucius and Severus, “You got me out. Why?” He spent the past three years in Azkaban looking for a way to escape.

“It’s about your godson, Harry.” Severus tells him what they found out, “You need to get him away from there, and then you will need to take precautions.”

“Petunia?” Sirius is seething, “Albus knew Harry was not to go to them.” Sirius starts to demand answers. With him still being Lord Black and being backed silently by Lord Malfoy and Lord Prince, and wasn’t that a surprise, he finally gets the wills unsealed. “Where is Harry? He is clearly not with any of those people.”

“Certainly not. I would know if I had a second child in my home.” Lucius was surprised to find out that he and his wife were named as people who could take custody of Harry. “We demand answers!”

Albus is not happy. He holds up a placating hand, “Harry is safe. That is all that matters. I did it to protect the boy.”

“You didn’t.” Sirius growls, “Tell me you did not put Harry with Petunia and her husband. They hate magic and would rather beat the magic out of him than love him.” He looks at Mme Bones and Fudge, “I want you two to come with me.” They apparate to Private Drive. He knocks on the door and no one answers, “Hello.” He looks around the house when he hears crying. He knocks on the door again, yelling, “Open up.” A few minutes later, the police arrive. “I have reason to believe my godson is held inside that house.”

“On what grounds?”

Sirius casts a quick spell, and they can all hear whimpering now. “I was falsely imprisoned, and he was placed here. Against his parents’ last wishes.”

A copper breaks down the door when the whimpering and crying get louder. He follows the noise and opens the cupboard door. “Call an ambulance.” He removes a black and blue child, “You are safe.”

Fudge and Amelia are looking at the broken boy, “What happened?” Fudge will make Albus pay for this. The man told everyone Harry was safe. He checks for a protective ward but finds nothing. He whispers to Amelia, “They left him one glass of water and one moldy piece of bread.”

“Arabella Figg lives here. She is a squib. I am going to talk to her.” Amelia quietly leaves.

A neighbor arrives, “They went on a vacation five days ago. They will be back in a week.” She is curious, “Oh, this must be the freak Petunia told me about.”

“He is not a freak! He is just a child.” Sirius enters her mind, “You knew about the abuse and did not speak up!”

“She told me he is a problem child. A little strictness never hurt anyone.”

Sirius will make sure that the woman faces some consequences for turning a blind eye. He follows them to the hospital, and three days later, he can take Harry home. He takes him to Malfoy Manor. “One more day and he would have died.”

“Albus will weasel his way out of this.” Severus scans the boy, “Black,” he shows him what he found, “Did the muggles check for this?”

“Yes. They still found semen inside him.” Sirius wants to kill Vernon, “Can you tell how long?”

Severus casts another spell, “A year...” He runs his hand through Harry’s hair, “Black, you need to take him to Gringotts.” He will aid Black in killing Vernon.

“I was planning to.” Sirius looks at Snape, “You know something.” A day later, he finds out what. “Albus removed the spell Lily placed on Harry that would prevent him from being raped?”

“Yes. Lily asked me about it once. I told her it was not exactly legal, but she wanted him to be protected.” Severus is looking at the results, “Albus would have needed time to cast those all on him.”

“He visited them a week before they died.” Sirius is worried; Harry has spoken very little since they removed him. His godson seems more comfortable with Narcissa than anyone else. “What about his scar?”

The goblin scans it, “It’s a glamor. It will be gone once we give him a purge.”

Severus explains to Harry what is going to happen. “You might feel some tingling, and it might hurt.”

“Bad?” Harry is happy to be away from his relatives, but he doesn’t trust these men. He only trusts the nice lady.

“I don’t know.” Severus helps him up, “We will be here.”

Sirius takes him home after the purge. “What do you want to eat?”

Harry shrugs, “I don’t know.”

“Do you want pizza?”

“I am a freak. I am not allowed to eat pizza.” He hangs his head, “Bread will be enough.”

Sirius fights back tears, “Harry, you can eat whatever you want. You are not a freak.” He orders pizza and is glad when Harry seems to enjoy it. A few months later, he is supporting Harry at the Dursleys’ trials. “I know it is hard, but I am here.”

Harry tells his story, crying the whole time. “It hurt so much. He said it was my punishment for being a burden and a freak.” He is exhausted once he is done. He walks over to Narcissa, “Up please.”

Narcissa picks him up and rubs his back, “You did so well.” She kisses his temple, “You were so brave.” She puts him to bed later that night. “Will Dumbledore face any consequences?”

“No. He told everyone he had no idea that Petunia was only Lily’s adopted sister. We can’t prove that Albus removed the spell from Harry, just like we can’t prove that Albus put the spells on Harry, but he is the only one who could have done it. The only thing we can prove is the loyalty potion to him, but that won’t get us far.” Lucius sighs, “His name took a hit, but nothing more. He was removed as Chief Warlock, and I am sure he will lose his position as Supreme Mugwump as well.”

Sirius closes his eyes, “Have you heard more from Peter?” He still wants to kill the rat for betraying Lily and James. “Why did Peter join?”

“Because he thought Voldemort was going to win the war. He wanted to be on the winning side, and selling out the Potters was his way in.” Lucius frowns, “Why did they not stay at Potter Manor?”

“Albus convinced them it was better.” Sirius trails off, “Son of a bitch. He wanted them to die. He knew James wasn’t parting with his fortune. Albus asked more than once for James to support the Order with money. He refused. Having Harry growing up unaware of everything would make it easy to manipulate him.”

Narcissa hands out some tea, “We still need to find a way to stop them from trapping Harry into a marriage to the young Weasley child.”

“I am going to send Harry to Ilvermorny. I plan on moving to the US next year. I don’t want him near Albus and them.” Sirius looks down at his cup, “I also put everything into a high security vault. No one can touch the money.”

Lucius and Narcissa have a silent conversation. Lucius nods, “We will send Draco with Harry to Ilvermorney. I think we have properties in the US too.” Over the next few weeks, he talks to his friends, and they all agree to send their children to Ilvermorney.

Severus has handed in his notice; he too will be moving to the US. Albus was not happy, but there was nothing he could do. Several months later, he has opened his potions shop. He is serving a customer when he sees Black. “Yes?”

He waits until the customer is gone. “I know why I can’t reach Remus. He’s dead.” Sirius leans against the counter, “He died from an infection.” He shakes his head, “You know, I thought he was the traitor. Never got to apologize.”

“I am sorry for your loss.” He closes his shop, “How is Harry?”

“Slowly coming out of his shell. He’s still shy around men and more comfortable with women.” Sirius gives him a sad smile, “Sometimes he is scared of me, and only Narcissa can touch him.”

“Give him time.” Severus sees Harry once a month, and over time, he sees the boy grow stronger. He is surprised when Harry approaches him one day, wanting him to teach him potions. A friendship develops, and he gets pretty good at reading the child. “Something is bothering you.”

Harry bites his lip and breaks down crying. He launches himself at Severus, “Mandy is mean. She is hitting me. She tells me that once she marries Siri, she will get rid of me.”

Severus consoles the child and examines the bruises. “Did you tell Sirius?”

“I did. But Mandy lied to him, and Siri said that I needed to be punished.” Harry cries, “I don’t want to go home. Want to stay with Cissy or you.”

“Shh.” Severus puts Harry to sleep and calls Black. He tells him what Harry told him and shows him the bruises. “Get rid of your girlfriend or I will.”

“I had no idea.” Sirius feels like shit. “I know Mandy and Harry don’t get along, but I never thought it was this bad.” He breaks up with her, but the trust between him and Harry is broken. He agrees that it would be best if Harry stayed with the Malfoys. With a heavy heart, Sirius realises that Harry was never happy with him. He sees his godson flourish and smile more often. They reach an understanding before Harry goes to Ilvermorny. He ignores the letter he gets from Dumbledore, demanding why Harry was not attending Hogwarts. When Harry is thirteen, they visit Britain and run into Dumbledore. They later sit down and explain to Harry who Dumbledore is.

“So he is the reason I was raped by my uncle and beaten by my aunt?” Harry still sometimes has nightmares. He knows that Sev and Sirius killed his uncle and aunt two years ago.

“Yes.” Severus puts a hand on his shoulder, “We can’t prove it though.”

“And he expects me to fight Voldemort once he is back?” Harry huffs, “Fat chance.”

Severus rolls up his sleeve, “Voldemort is dead. My mark disappeared when you were eight. He is dead. The goblins confirmed it, but Dumbledore won’t believe it.” They have no idea what happened to Voldemort, but he is gone.

“What else?” Harry knows there is more.

“Dumbledore and Molly Weasley are planning on you marrying Ginny Weasley so they can get your money.” Sirius sighs, “Fortunately for you, no marriage contract can be filed until both parties are seventeen. Meaning as soon as she turns seventeen, they would file a contract and force you to marry her.”

“How? I would never sign a contract.” Harry frowns, “There is something you are not telling me.”

“Your father signed it. We already asked Lady Magic to judge it, and sadly, it is valid.” Lucius explains, “It is valid, and you would lose your magic should you not honor it.”

“What can I do? I am not going to marry someone I don’t know.” Harry is not ready to tell them that he is gay.

“You would need to marry before the contract is filed and activated.”

“Oh.” Harry is too young to get married, and he puts it out of his mind until he is seventeen. He has made his choice and hopes the other party agrees. “Sev?”

Severus is surprised to see Harry; the last time they saw each other was on Christmas when Harry drunkenly kissed him. “Harry. What brings you here?”

He pushes a box across the counter, “I am in love with you and want to marry you.”

“Harry,” he pushes the box back, “I am sorry, but I’ve been dating someone for the past four months.”

“Oh.” Tears spring to his eyes, and Harry takes the box and leaves. He travels and dates a few people, but finds no one to marry. His heart still belongs to Severus. He returns home a day before the contract can be filed. He is in his room, murmuring, “Can’t marry me if I am dead.”

“Or you could marry me.”

Harry turns around, “Sev?”

Severus enters the room, “I’ve been trying to contact you for months. My relationship ended two weeks after you left.” He takes Harry’s hand in his, “To be honest, I only dated her because I wanted to distract myself from my feelings for you. I am twenty years older than you and didn’t think I was the right choice for you. I thought you just had some teenage crush on me that would pass. When you wrote to your mother that you might have found someone, I was crushed. I thought I had missed my chance.”

Harry doesn’t want to get his hopes up. “What are you saying?” He frowns, “I never wrote them. I found someone.”

“I love you,” Severus gets down on one knee, opening a small box, “Will you marry me?” Narcissa must have lied to him to bring him to his senses and act.

“Yes.” Harry kisses him, and later that evening, they are married. They are lying in bed. “What do you think will happen tomorrow?”

Severus pulls Harry’s naked body closer to his, “I have no idea. But they will be in for a surprise.” He is glad everything worked out and that Harry is his now.

Albus, Molly, and Ginny are at Gringotts. They are ready to file the marriage contract and get control over Harry. Albus’ eyes twinkle as he hands over the contract to the goblin, “I want to file this.”

The goblin reads it over and signs it. He grunts, “I am sorry, but Mr. Potter is already married. I can’t file this.”

“Excuse me? What do you mean, he is already married?” Albus demands answers, “Who is he married to?” He will simply kill that person.

“We don’t know. Mr. Potter is no longer a client with us.” Losing some of the wealthiest families was a huge blow to Gringotts. They are lucky it never got out that some goblins broke their oaths. They are also lucky Mr. Potter never brought charges against them.

They leave Gringotts, disgruntled. “We need to find the boy and make him divorce whoever he married.” Ginny wants that money!

“And we still need him to fight Voldemort.” Albus sadly has no idea where Potter is. “I will ask my contacts.”

Peter is back with more grave news. “They hired a hitwizard to kill Sirius Black and Harry’s spouse. Molly has been brewing potions for Harry. Love potion, controlling potion, you name it.”

“We kill them.” Severus kisses his husband, “They won’t stop otherwise.”

Harry nods, “Don’t be caught.”

“I won’t.” Severus and Sirius make plans on how best to kill them. “I say we use poison. Nature has many natural poisons that are hard to detect.”

Sirius nods, “What about Albus? Killing him will be harder.” He never thought he would get along with Snape, but he does.

“I have a plan for that. I know where Albus buys his lemon drops.” Severus will lace them with a hallucinogen. He finds out that Ginny Weasley is allergic to bees and makes sure she gets stung by one when no one is around to help her. He makes sure Molly suffers a potions accident, revealing all her shady potions in the process. It only took him a week to kill the two women.

Harry kisses the back of his neck, “Dumbledore?”

“He will be driven to madness and take his own life.” Severus is right, and a month later, Albus’ suicide is reported.

“Can I kill Peter now?” Sirius has been waiting for this for the past two decades.

“Yes. He is no longer useful to us now.” Lucius hands Sirius a portkey, “This is where he is hiding.”

Sirius activates it and lands in a cottage. He waits for Peter to get back and strangles him. “This is for Lily and James.” He gets rid of the body and returns to his home. A year later, he finally finds the right girl for him, and he marries her. They never have children, but he is fine with that. He loves being an uncle to Harry and Snape’s children. “You know James is mostly fuming in his grave.”

Severus raises an eyebrow, “Because I am married to Harry?”

“Yes. Lily would just be happy for both of you.” Sirius wonders how life would have turned out if Peter hadn’t overheard Molly and Albus plotting to kill Harry and steal all of his fortune.

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Severus is glaring at the headmaster and Professor McGonagall, “I am to receive detention for being out after curfew, and those two who tried to have me killed are not being punished?"

“Mr Snape, you are exaggerating. Mr. Potter and Mr. Black would never do what you are accusing them of. You are lucky they saved your life, or you would be a chew toy or dead.” Minerva looks sternly at Severus, “You also need to stop antagonizing them.” She shakes her head, “Fifty points from Slytherin.” She nods at Albus and leaves.

“The matter is closed. Do you honestly believe anyone will believe a halfblood from a poor family over two purebloods from prominent and powerful families?” Albus dismisses him, “And if you make any trouble, you will be expelled.”

Severus glares at the man and returns to his dorm. Dumbledore thinks he can just sweep this under the rug? He has another thing coming. He takes out his quill and pens a letter. On his next trip to Hogsmeade, he sends it off. He knows that Dumbledore is scanning students' mail, which is another matter that irks him. Now he can only wait. It’s a week later that he gets an answer delivered to him by an elf. He reads it and laughs. Tomorrow will be interesting. The next day, he sits down at the Slytherin table and starts his breakfast. Half an hour later, the door to the Great Hall opens, and the Minister himself, followed by an army of Aurors walk into the room.

“Minister, what brings you here?” Albus gets up and greets the man.

“I am here to arrest some people.” Harold Minchum notices that most are looking towards the Slytherin table. Oh, how wrong they are.

“How unfortunate.” Albus looks over at the Slytherin table; it could be anyone.

The Minister clears his throat, and everyone is waiting for him to announce who will be arrested. “James Fleamont Potter, Sirius Orion Black, you are under arrest for the attempted murder of Lord Prince. Minerva McGonagall, Albus Dumbledore, you are under arrest for covering up the attempted murder, accessory to child abuse, and child neglect.”

Chaos breaks out, Albus can’t believe this is happening, “I am sure there is a small misunderstanding. I am sure if we go to my office, we can clear this up.”

“We have Lord Prince’s memories of Mr. Potter and Mr. Black luring him to where Remus Lupin, who is a werewolf, was changing, hoping Lord Prince would die. We also have the memories of you blackmailing Lord Prince into keeping quiet, or he would be expelled.” The Minister looks at Minerva, “As for you, we have several memories of you doing nothing as your lions abuse other students.”

“Who is Lord Prince?” A student asks and looks curiously around.

Severus stands up, “That would be me. I am not some poor halfblood who just rolls over and lets himself be blackmailed into keeping silent so two lions can get away with crimes.”

More students start to come forward with stories of James and Sirius bullying people, and nothing is done against it. The Minister raises his voice, “Go back to your common rooms, we will be calling you and interviewing you. Professor Flitwick is acting headmaster.

Severus returns to his room and is questioned by his fellow students, “I got emancipated when I turned fourteen. I claimed my Lordship over the summer, and I wrote to the goblins who are my magical guardians.” Trials take place weeks later, he and others testify. Potter and Black are sentenced to seventy years in Azkaban for the attempted murder and assault on numerous students. McGonagall was sentenced to twenty years and has to pay compensation. Dumbledore was pushed through the veil when it was revealed that Grindelwald was a golem that Dumbledore created to start the war. The final nail in his coffin was when Tom Riddle came forth and presented evidence that Dumbledore wanted to turn him into a madman. Riddle left Britain after Hogwarts and had been gathering evidence against Dumbledore. Everyone who supported Dumbledore in his schemes was arrested and sentenced to Azkaban or kissed.

“I hope you are happy.” Lily is glaring at Severus, “Why couldn’t you just keep your mouth shut?!”

Severus raises an eyebrow, “I see. You are mad at me because now you can’t marry Potter and get your hands on his fortune.” He stares down at her, “I am glad we are no longer friends. I am sorry I called you a mudblood, but I am not sorry for standing up for myself and getting two dangerous people away from Hogwarts.” He brushes past her, “Don’t come near me again.” He graduates from Hogwarts and opens his own potions shop. It’s two weeks later that he meets Hadrian. They date and quickly fall for each other. It’s only six months later that they get married. “I never knew I could be this happy.”

“Me neither.” Hadrian kisses his husband, “I heard that McGonagall died in Azkaban.”

“Pity, she should have stayed alive until her sentence was over.” Severus makes a name for himself and becomes famous for the potions he creates and improves. A decade later, he gives birth to their first child. She looks like a perfect mix of them, and two years later, Harry gives birth to their son, who looks exactly like Severus. “I heard that Lily was arrested in the Muggle world for killing her husband.”

Hadrian raises an eyebrow, “Really?” He puts down his paper, “Was he rich by any chance?”

“Yes.” Severus tells him what Lucius told him, “She committed the crime in the wrong country. She will be put to death.” He is celebrating his fiftieth birthday surrounded by his four kids and his husband when he receives the news that Sirius Black tried to break out of Azkaban and died. “Whatever happened to Lupin?”

“He was killed by a real wolf.” He tells his husband the story, “Pettigrew moved to the Muggle world where he married a woman, and I think he has three kids. I believe he works in a hospital as a nurse and is doing well for himself.” Years pass. “Potter will be released tomorrow.” Hadrian wraps his arms around his husband, “The restraining order is already intact.”

Severus leans against him, “Seventy years flew by.” They are now grandparents, and he is still brewing potions, having opened shops in different countries with two of his children managing them. He doesn’t give any more thought to James Potter and never sees the man again. He only hears about his death and feels nothing.

Hadrian is watching Severus sleep. He knows that his husband won’t be waking up again. “I love you so much, Sev.” He calls Death, “I am ready.”

Death puts an invisible hand on his shoulder, “You could have told him.”

“I will once we are both in the afterlife.” Harry chuckles, “He is going to blow a gasket when I tell him I tore a hole in the fabric of time to be with him.”

“He will calm down once you tell him what fate he avoided because of your interference. I am sure he would not want to have been a sex slave to Lily, James, and Sirius.” Death takes them to their afterlife, “I can always show him if he is curious.”

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Harry enters Sev’s room. He is nervous and clears his throat, “I want us to move in together.”

“Is that so?” Severus raises an eyebrow, “And what else do you want?”

“I want us to get married and start a family. I love you, Sev.” Harry chuckles nervously, “You are the one for me.”

Severus laughs, not kindly, “Oh, Potter. I don’t love you. Never have. I’ve only been pretending to be enamored with you because it opened doors for me. I’ve been using you and your fame,” he eyes Harry’s body, “And your body to scratch an itch. You’re a decent fuck but nothing more.” He sees tears well up in Potter’s eyes, “So no, I won’t move in with you nor marry you.” He sighs sadly, “You just had to ruin this for me, didn’t you?”

“You’re lying.” Harry wipes away some angry tears, “You must be.”

“That is your problem, Potter, you are too trusting and don’t want to accept the truth when it is revealed. It took you two years to finally accept that Granger and Weasley were using you.” Severus shakes his head, “It’s not as if I would have continued to play this charade for much longer. I was going to break up with you in six months.”

“Why?” Harry is mad, “Why?”

“Because I am leaving.” Severus sneers, "Fortunately, I no longer have to imagine I am fucking Reggie when I am with you. I felt like I was sleeping with James Potter, and it made me feel dirty.” He doesn’t see the punch coming: “Leave.”

Harry flees. Sirius finds him hours later. Harry is drowning his sorrows: “I never had such a strong urge to kill someone.”

“What happened?” Sirius puts a comforting arm around Harry, “I told you so. I know you don’t want to hear it, but I was right.” Sirius has been against their relationship from the beginning. “I am sorry, Harry, but you can be naive, and Snivellus took advantage of that.” Over the next few weeks, he tries to cheer Harry up. “Go out and fuck some random bloke. It will help.” He watches his godson fall deeper into depression. When he visits, he smells of alcohol. “Shit, you really loved the git, didn’t you?”

“Yes.” Harry looks at his godfather, “I don’t know what to do. It’s been six months. No matter how many blokes I shag, I can’t get him out of my head.”

Sirius is going to help his godson. He won’t tell Harry of his plan; he will simply go ahead. It’s for the Greater Good after all. He sneaks into Harry’s room when he is sleeping. He raises his wand, “Obliviate.” A week later, he sets Harry up on a date with Ginny, “Have fun.” Ginny will be good for Harry and keep him on the right path.

Ginny takes Harry’s hand, and they apparate. “I am sorry, Harry.”

“It’s not your fault.” Harry hugs her, “But thank you for playing along.” He turns around and walks into Severus’ arms. “I hate him.” He feels calmer now that he is back with his lover.

Severus wraps his arms around his husband, “I share the sentiment.” He looks at Ginny, “Inform your mother to proceed.” He takes his husband to their bedroom and does his best to distract him.

“I will.” Ginny leaves and tells her mother to go ahead. “Make sure he doesn’t suspect anything.”

Molly won’t let Sirius get away with this. “I will make him reveal everything.” She goes to visit Sirius, “It’s wonderful that they are finally back together.”

“It is. We should start to plan their wedding. Now that Harry is free of Snivellus, he can finally have the life he should have. No more Death Eater stink to bring him down.” Sirius shows her his ideas, “He should have a wedding befitting Lord Potter. Ginny will make an excellent Lady Potter. I never understood why they broke up in the first place. They are perfect for each other. Just like James and Lily were for each other."

“I must say I was surprised when Harry told us what Severus said. They seemed so much in love.” Molly thinks this is all too extravagant and not something Harry likes. She wants to remind Sirius that Harry is not James, but knows it will fall on deaf ears.

Sirius snorts, “I knew he was lying. He’s an evil snake and no good. He’s only ever done things for himself. He turned spy to save himself. That man can’t love and should be rotting in Azkaban.” He gets a dark look in his eyes, “Good riddance if you ask me.”

Molly hums, “I must go back. Arthur is coming home early today.” She says goodbye and returns to the Burrow, then floos to Potter Manor. “I’ve got it.” She sits down, “Entering his mind was easy. He has no shields, and Severus, you were right. His time in Azkaban has fractured his mind, and he never saw a healer.” She extracts the memories, “He believes he killed you, Severus.”

Harry and Severus dive in, and they see Sirius attack Severus and take some hair. They see Sirius take polyjuice potion to change into Severus and break things off with Harry. They see him obliviate Harry and cast several spells on him. They are ejected, “He tried to turn me straight.”

“He has clearly lost it and wants you and Ginny to be a copy of your parents.” Severus kisses Harry, “What do you want to do?”

“Reveal the truth.” Harry visits his godfather two days later. He sits down, “I have something to tell you.” He is not nervous. He should have told him the truth a long time ago.

Sirius smiles, “Ginny is pregnant?” His godson works fast. He also made sure to help Harry along.

“No.” Harry takes a deep breath, “Severus is alive. We’ve been dating since my sixth year and got married after my seventeenth birthday. We had to keep it a secret because of the war. When I was traveling for those two years, he was with me. We’ve been living together in Potter Manor since we came back.” He eyes his godfather, “You just thought we only got together last year, but we’ve been together for six years. And every time I tried to tell you, you changed the subject. Then Ginny overheard you talking to yourself and told us what you had planned.” He sighs, “You were right that I can be naive, and I didn’t want to believe it at first, but when you attacked Sev, I knew Ginny was right. You see, I was there when you attacked him. He only got bruises, nothing else, because I erected a shield around him, but you never noticed.”

Sirius laughs, “Good one.” He is holding his stomach from laughing, “I would have known if you and Snivellus were together this whole time.” He chuckles, “And I saw you with different blokes.” He followed Harry occasionally to make sure he was alright.

“All of them were Sev using glamors, “Harry shows him his wedding ring, “It’s real. Minister Scrimgeour married us in his office. Remus and Draco were our witnesses.” He misses them; both died during the war, protecting each other. “Ginny also never was in love with me. She’s been dating Dean since Hogwarts. They are getting married next year.” He gets up, “You have until tomorrow to turn yourself in.” Harry leaves and joins his husband in bed. He kisses the small bulge, “Daddy is back.” He kisses Sev, “I am glad you weren’t pregnant when he attacked you.”

“Me too.” Severus knows his husband is crushed, “I am sorry.”

“Me too.” Harry isn’t surprised to learn that Sirius ran. He is on edge, waiting for his godfather to return and destroy his life, but one day he looks at the Black tapestry and sees that Sirius is dead. He shows his husband, “Do you know anything about that?”

Severus is pregnant with their second child. “No. But good riddance if you ask me.” He goes to check on their son, “You can relax now.” He knows that his husband has been looking over his shoulder a lot the past four years.

Harry does. He enjoys his life but he suspects that Ginny tracked Sirius down and killed him. He never gets a confirmation, but his gut tells him it was her.

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Draco was ready to give up. He spent over two decades looking for someone he could not find. Everyone who could tell him where to look was dead, having died during the war. He followed up on any lead, no matter how small, but nothing brought him closer. He hung his head; he could not give up. Remus was counting on him to find him. He missed his partner and hoped Remus missed him, too. He sighed and wished it were easy to find Remus, but someone had hidden him away. Draco knew this for sure. He was the only one who believed Remus was still alive. Everyone else thought Remus died during the war, but his body was never found. They all told him that Remus must have died alongside Tonks. Many believed Tonks and Remus were an item, but they weren’t. He and Remus were. People called him crazy for chasing a ghost and wasting his life on a wild goose chase. He got up and kept looking. It was five months later that he finally found a good lead. He visited the Muggle hospital, and to his immense joy and relief, it was Remus. “That’s him. Where did you find him?” His lover looked the same.

“He was found in a house belonging to someone named Ben Villongten. He was like this when he was found. The doctors believe he’s been in a coma for decades.”

He runs a hand through Remus’ hair, “Will he wake up?” He wished to look into Remus’ green eyes again. He missed Remus’ touch and laugh.

“He will. All his functions are normal; he will just need to wake up.”

Draco sits down and takes Remus’ hand in his. “I finally found you.” He cried, all the stress and hopelessness that had been crushing down on him over the years had washed away. He was also angry since he figured out who kept Remus from him. He took a deep breath and waited for Remus to wake up. It took two days, “Remus?” He hoped he remembered him.

“Draco?” Remus’ voice was hoarse, “Where am I?” He could tell something was not right.

He gave him some water, “Hospital in Muggle Cardiff.” Draco cried, “What do you remember?” Remus was back! He was not crazy.

“We won the war, and I was on my way to you when I was hit with a spell in the back.” Remus finally noticed that Draco looked older. Much older. “What year is it?”

“2023. I’ve been looking for you since you disappeared.” Draco saw the shock on his face, “Everyone believes you are dead.” He bit his lip, “Can I kiss you?” It’d been so long since he felt Remus’ lips on his.

Remus nodded. The kiss brought back all the plans they had. “We were getting married.”

“We still can, if you want, that is.” Draco kissed him again, “My heart is still yours.” He finally felt whole again. His heart fixed and whole again.

Remus was surprised, “You haven’t married?”

“No,” Draco gave him a sad smile, “No. Didn’t even date or have sex. I was busy looking for you, and I could never betray you like that.”

“Oh, Draco,” Remus kissed him again, “Of course I want to marry you.” The doctors came in and checked him over. He was released two weeks later and moved in with Draco. “How did you find me? You never told me.” Remus learned that many people died during the war, Harry among them.

Draco made him something to eat. “I gave your description to all hospitals and asked them to call me if someone matching you was brought in.” He sat down, “Otherwise I wouldn’t have found you. You were kept under the fidelius charm. It broke when the caster died.” He was glad that he and Granger struck up a friendship after the war, and she kept him informed of the ongoing events in Britain. She was the only person who believed him that Remus was still alive.

“Who?” Remus sensed Draco was hurt by the person who kept him hidden.

“Neville. He died during a raid three weeks ago.” Draco growled, “Remember that he kept asking me out, but I turned him down? After you were gone, he kept asking me out. Even tricked me into some dates and told people we were together. I left Britain to get away from him.” Draco felt guilty; Remus missed two decades because of him. “He kept you hidden, thinking that with you out of the way, I would agree to date him. I never did. Granger told me that he started dating men who looked like me after I left and told everyone I would be his husband one day.” He looked down at his hands, “You must hate me. You missed part of your life because someone wanted to be with me. I am sorry.” If Remus decided to leave, Draco would not fight him.

Remus pulled Draco into his lap, “I am sorry.” He kissed him, “I had no idea Neville was this obsessed with you.” He cupped his face, “It’s not your fault. Neville is to blame. I love you, and I want to marry you.”

“I love you too.” Draco took a deep breath, “Remus, there is something else I haven’t told you.” He got up and showed him a picture, “This is our son.”

Remus took the picture with shaky hands, “Son? We have a son?” He could not believe this.

“I found out I was pregnant after the war ended. That is another reason I never dated. I was busy raising our son and looking for you. I only told a few people Neville never knew, or he might have killed him.” Draco smiled, “As you can see, he has your eyes.”

“What’s his name?” Remus hated Neville at that moment. He stole so much from him. He missed his son growing up.

“Scorpius.” A young, tall man with green eyes and blond hair entered. “You are really alive.” He thought his father was crazy looking for a dead man.

Remus got up and hugged him, “My boy.”

“Dad.” Scorpius hoped his father would smile more now and not be depressed all the time. He worried his father would die looking for him. He was glad that he was wrong.

Draco joined the hug; his family was together at last.

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Harry hated the smug look on Ginny’s face. He was mad as hell. The Weasleys and Dumbledore had been manipulating him for years, and he never suspected a thing! He only found out when he went to Gringotts and was told about his upcoming marriage and that his future wife already gone into his vaults and removed some family jewelry. What’s more was that Dumbledore used his accounts to pay several people, including his aunt and uncle. He even went to Lucius Malfoy for help, but there was nothing he could do. He could have gotten out of this using life debts, but they tricked him into renouncing them. He even had the contract judged by Lady Magic, but it was valid. He would have to marry her and give her children. He doesn’t even like girls! He realised he was gay two years ago and even dated, and now he would be trapped in a loveless marriage to a gold digger. He hated everyone at the moment. Even the new Minister, who would not believe him when he told him. He thought about killing himself, but Ginny would get everything, and that is the last thing he wants. He glared at the Minister who officiated this farce of a wedding. He would make the man pay one day.

“I object.” Severus Snape made a grand entrance. “I am calling in the life debt of several people.” He stopped before the Minister, “Kingsley Shackelbolt, you will step down as Minister because you are corrupt, your magic will be bound, and you will be living as a squib working in Romania at the Dragon Reserve.” He turns towards Ron, “Ronald Weasley, your magic will be bound, and you will be banished to the Muggle world, where you will be living as a homeless person, begging people for food. Hermione Granger, your magic will be bound, and you will be banished to the Muggle world. You will fail at everything you want to do and be exposed as the fraud you are.” He glared at Molly, “Your magic will be bound, and you will be removed from your family magic. You are not allowed to have any contact with your children, and you will have to pay off everything your family and Albus stole from Harry.” His attention turned to Ginny, “I am well aware of what your plans for Harry are. You are going to rape him until you are pregnant. You will have affairs on the side while Harry has to take care of everything. You plan on spending all his money and giving him nothing, and once you are bored with him, you plan to kill him.” He stood taller, “I demand Ginerva Molly Weasley’s life as payment for the life debt she owes me and to free Lord Peverell from the forced marriage.” He looked around the room, “I demand everyone who knew of this, aided in any way, and went along with it to be punished as well.” Magic attacked several people in the room. Screams of agony were heard for miles. When magic left, the room fell quiet.

Molly sobbed; she couldn’t feel her magic, and when she touched her wand, it burned her. She saw her daughter lying on the floor, “My poor baby!” She wailed, “You will pay for this.” She got up and tried to attack Severus when a barrier propelled her back. “I hate you.” She thought he was dead!

Severus pointed his wand at Ginerva’s body and set it on fire. He gathered her ashes and put them into a box. He walked over to Molly, then threw the box with the ashes into a trash bin, “This is just where your daughter belongs.” He walked back over to Harry and kissed him deeply. “Saved you again.”

Harry cried. “Sev?” He thought he was dead. He believed the man whose heart he had died.

“I am sorry I could not tell you sooner. I was recovering.” Severus kissed him again, “As soon as I heard what was happening, I went to the goblins to find a way to get you out of this. Since I killed Voldemort, they all owe me a life debt.”

Harry laughed, “I am glad you saved me again.” He wrapped his arms around him, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Severus looked around the room and saw many look at him with fury, “Don’t blame me. You were all willing to let a man be raped and exploited for his money. You got what you deserved. You are lucky I didn’t ask for your death.”

“Marry me.” Harry was overjoyed that his lover was back and wanted to spend the rest of his life with him. He glared at the people in the room, “But I am. If any of you still owe me a life debt, I am calling for your life to be paid.” Magic attacks the room again, and several people fall over dead.

“Yes.” Severus watched as goblins led those who were alive out. As they walked out of the Ministry, they saw it littered with many dead bodies. “This is unexpected.”

“I believe half the Ministry was punished by having their magic removed or death.” Lucius looked at Harry, “You are lucky that I have contacts in the Muggle world. Someone dropped Severus off there, and my contact called me. Someone blocked his memory, and I had to undo the block. I took him to France, where he was recovering. I also knew if they knew he was back in the magical world, they would do something drastic.”

“Thank you.” Harry hugged the man, “You brought me back my other half.” He looked at his lover, “How about we get married and start making our family bigger?”

Severus chuckled, “Yes.”

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Severus is glaring at everybody in the room. He should have seen this coming. He knows that most people hate him and that they would rather see him in jail, but he thought the new Minister would let the truth be known. But he is now sitting here on trial for being a Death Eater, Albus’ murder, and so much more. His eyes land on Potter, the brat destroyed the memories he gave him, and told everyone that he never received any memories. The boy is just like his father, a bastard. Naturally, his two moronic friends have backed him up and denied ever being in the Shrieking Shack. His gaze turns towards the Minister, he has spoken to Albus’ portrait, confirming that Severus has been telling the truth but Kingsley has buried that evidence. He knows this trial is a farce and that they will sentence him to death and label him a bigger villain than Voldemort.

“Guilty on all charges. You will be pushed through the veil.” Kingsley hits the gavel, “Any last words?”

Severus is still glaring, “I, Lord Severus Tobias Prince, ask Lady Magic to judge this trial and everyone involved. Should she find me guilty, might she strike me down where I stand.” He waits, and nothing happens. He smiles smugly.

Luna suddenly comes forth; she is glowing white. “Severus Snape is a hero.” Her voice is echoing through the chamber, softly but firmly. She snaps her fingers, and memories start to play. Severus agrees to spy for Dumbledore. The vow he took to protect Harry Potter after the Potters’ deaths. Albus asking Severus to kill him. Severus preventing the Carrows from killing students. Severus giving Harry the memories. “He was speaking the truth.” She turns towards Kingsley, “You are just as corrupt as Fudge. You knew he was not guilty, but...” She plays the memory of Kingsley talking to Dumbledore’s portrait, “Yet you were happy to send the man to jail because you are jealous of him.” She walks towards him and touches his chest, “You are a disgrace and not worthy to be a Minister nor Auror. You killed and hid those crimes behind the name of the light when it was outright murder because you enjoy it. You would have made a good Death Eater. You will be spending the rest of your life in a Muggle prison with no magic at your disposal.” She turns towards Harry, “You are also willing to send a man who was vital to winning the war to Azkaban to get even for his treatment of you over the years. If it wasn’t for his memories, you would be dead, and Voldemort would have won. I am so disappointed in you, but what can you expect from the son of James Potter? Like father, like son. Foul to the core.” She touches his chest, “You will be banned from this world. You will no longer have magic. You will have no money or fame. You will be a nobody, invisible to everyone.” She tilts her head, looking at Hermione, “You are guilty of kidnapping and blackmailing Rita Skeeter. You will be sentenced to twenty years in Azkaban. Upon your release, you will be banished to the Muggle world with no magic.” She turns back to Harry, “I had forgotten you killed Quirrell in your first year at Hogwarts. You will be kissed for his murder.” She looks at Ron, “You are a bully and a bigot. You have not actually committed any crimes. You will receive no fame and no money. You will only be known as a sidekick who abandoned his friends. I see your soul, you won’t be an Auror because you would just use it as an excuse to kill people you deem dark.” She spins around, “Ginerva Weasley, you are lucky. You escaped going down with them when you chose to follow your heart and not their wishes. You will live your life free of them.” Luna starts to float, “Not many in this room are innocent. Those who have committed grave crimes will find themselves in Azakban.” She snaps her fingers, and half the room is gone. “There is still hope for you, but I doubt you will seize this chance given to you.” She touches Severus’ face, “My child, what is your wish?”

“To brew potions and be left in peace.” Severus can’t believe the past few minutes happened, “I have given too much for this ungrateful country. I want to leave and never come back.”

Luna smiles, “Wish granted.” She kisses his forehead, “Be happy.” She watches him disappear and turns around. She ignores the angry glares aimed at her, “I won’t let you speak because I do not want to hear your pathetic excuses. You brought this on yourselves. You really think that because you are Gryffindors, there are no consequences.” She summons a dementor and watches him suck out Harry’s soul. “All you had to do was tell the truth. You will be joining your parents in Hell.” She takes care of the others, then collapses.

Percy rushes towards her, “Miss Lovegood?”

“What happened?” She looks around, “Why am I here?” Her body is still tingling, “Oh. Lady Magic used me as a conduit.” She is told everything, “I warned Harry this would happen.”

He helps her up, “Lady Magic was angry. I could feel it.”

“She was.” She looks at Percy, “Want to be Minister?

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Bilbo touches the Arkenstone, and in the next moment, he sees a white flash and disappears. He lands with a thud and groans.

“Who are you?” Tom points his wand at the intruder. How did he get into the chamber?

Bilbo looks up, he swallows hard, and looks around. He doesn’t recognize this place. He is looking at a young man who is pointing a stick at him. “I am Bilbo Baggins. Where am I?”

“Hogwarts. How did you get in here?” He looks at whatever this is. “What are you?” Has he ever seen someone like this man? Child?

“I am a hobbit.” He gets up, still clutching the Arkenstone, “I have no idea how I got here. I have to go back; Thorin and the others must be worried. You said Hogwarts? Where is that?”

“Scotland.” He puts his wand away; he doesn’t think this person will harm him.

“What is Scotland?” He’s never heard of this place before.

Tom frowns, “It’s a country.” How does this Bilbo not know what Scotland is?

“Oh dear.” Bilbo lets out a hysterical laugh, “I believe this,” he holds up the Arkenstone, “Brought me here.” He tells Tom his story, “So you see, I have to get back.” It took him over an hour to tell his tale, and now he is hungry.

“You said this is the heart of the mountain?” He casts a few spells, “That is not literal. It is the heart of the mountain. I can detect a heartbeat. If you remove it from the mountain, you kill it. If you give this stone to the elves and men, you will doom your friends. And this stone is not evil. There is no curse on it. From what you’ve told me, the dragon is the curse.” He starts to pace, “I believe you were brought here to find a cure to this sickness you speak of. I can help you with that.” He stops pacing, “But we only have three weeks until school resumes.”

“If you don’t mind me asking, how old are you?” He has so many questions and is about to ask one more when his stomach makes a loud grumbling noise.

“I am fifteen. I hid here once school was over. I didn’t want to go back to the orphanage.” Tom calls for some food, “The Hogwarts elves will provide you with anything you want. Just tell them what you want.”

“Anything?” He sees the boy nod. “Could I have some scones?” His eyes go wide when a try appears. “How?”

“Magic. I am a wizard.” He sees Bilbo eat several scones and wonders where he puts them.

“Like Gandalf?” Those scones were delicious.

“Who?” Tom finds this hobbit fascinating. “And are you and this Thorin close? You speak fondly of him?”

Bilbo blushes, “He is a dear friend.” While he wants more, he knows a simple hobbit is no match for a dwarf king. Besides, Thorin barely tolerates him on a good day.

Tom chuckles, “After we’ve eaten, I will ask the elves to bring us some books. I am sure we can find something.” But that is easier said than done. It takes them well into Tom’s school year before they find something.

Bilbo is happy they have finally found something. He’s been here for four months with only Tom as company. He is lonely and misses his friends and wants to go back to them. At least he’s been sleeping in a real bed and had regular meals. “So what is this cure?”

“We need to dip the Arkenstone in a potion. We need phoenix tears, and those are hard to get. The rest I can easily buy.” Tom rubs his chin, “Once you are back, you need Smaug to swallow the Arkenstone. He will spit it back out, and you can give it to your boyfriend.” He has been teasing Bilbo for months about his crush on Thorin.

Bilbo rolls his eyes, “At least I have a crush and friends. You only have minions. Why do you even want people to fear you? Why do you want to be a bad guy?” Tom has told him all about his plans, “It’s folly. You do realise it will put a target on your back and people will fight you? And I don’t see why you want to kill muggles. Or those whom you say have impure blood. That is all poppycock. Underneath it all, we are all the same. I’ve told you about the wars that happened in my world. It has been millennia, and people today are still suffering the consequences. Do you want that for the wizarding world? What if years from now, what you set in motion kills magic?”

“That is a bit overdramatic.” Tom keeps reading, “Magic will never die out.”

“Are you sure? I’ve read some scrolls from ancient times, and magic was more widespread.” Bilbo gets up and rummages through some notes he made. “Ha!” He returns, “Magic existed all over the world. The laylines have been dying out, and the magical community has been getting smaller and smaller. If you ask the goblins, they can show you. They came here when they found magic existed in your world.”

“Hmpf.” Tom will look into the matter; maybe Bilbo is onto something. During the Christmas break, he brews the potion, “Fawkes, he is Dumbledore’s familiar, he gave me some tears.” The bird sought him out to his utter surprise. “It will be ready in two days.”

Two days later, Bilbo drops the Arkenstone into the potion. The Arkenstone fully absorbs the potions, “Huh. Didn’t expect that.” Once it is cooled, he takes it. “Any idea how I can get back?”

“The Arkenstone will take you.” Tom banishes everything, “Good luck, Bilbo Baggins.” A moment later, a white light blinds him. He sighs, “I will miss you, my friend.” Tom goes back to his life, and he does talk to the goblins and finds out that Bilbo was right. He forgoes his plans to become immortal and to start a war. Instead, he wages war in the Wizengamot and ruffles a lot of feathers with his futuristic views. To his surprise, Dumbledore is his biggest opposition, but he easily destroys any arguments Dumbledore has and exposes him as a fraud.

Tom has been Minister for a year, and he made a lot of changes. He is in the department of mysteries when a letter flies towards him. He catches it and smiles. He recognizes the handwriting.

Dear Tom,

I hope this letter finds you. (Gandalf told me it would.) I have a tale to tell you, and I wrote it all down (Gandalf told me the book would find you), but I will give you the short, short version. It worked, Smaug swallowed the Arkenstone, it killed him, and released a wave that was felt all over Middle-earth. The dragonsickness was lifted from everywhere. There was a battle that we won. Thorin was crowned king, and he asked me to marry him. I said yes, and later we adopted my nephew Frodo as our son. And you were right about the ring. We destroyed it and Sauron before our wedding. I hope you chose the right path in the end. I would hate to be reborn only to battle you (I was forced to learn how to fight, and Kili tells me I have a mean right hook), but I have faith you did the right thing. I have much more to say and tell you, but that is what the book is for.

Bilbo Baggins, Consort under the Mountain

Tom chuckles and later puts the letter into a frame. He is glad it all worked out, but there are days he misses the easy conversation with Bilbo. A year later, he is shopping in Diagon Alley when he hears a familiar voice. “Bilbo?”

“Tom?”

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Albus is looking at the dead body of Severus Snape. He sighs. It had to be done. The man asked too many questions and was too curious about a few things. He shrinks the body and burns it. Killing his spy was for the Greater Good.

—

Albus is stroking his beard. Soon, Potter’s name will be called, and the boy will be sorted into Gryffindor. He watches the sorting proceed, and he pays extra attention when Harry Potter’s name is called. But to his utter horror, no one steps forward. The Great Hall falls silent when, upon a second calling, no one steps forward. Albus gets up from his seat and quickly makes his way to his office. He apparates to Private Drive and rings on the doorbell of #4.

Petunia opens the door, “What do you want?” She recognises him, “You.” She slaps him, “You have a nerve showing up here!”

“Where is Harry?” Albus will forgive her this one slap.

“He is dead!” She fights back tears, “Get in.” She closes the door behind him, “Sit down.” She crosses her arms over her chest, “One day I was playing chess with him when he suddenly dropped dead. I have no idea what you freaks did to him, but he was a perfectly healthy boy who suddenly died. The doctor's only explanation was an undiagnosed heart disease.” She wipes away some angry tears, “He was only six!”

Albus pales. Harry is dead? “I am sorry. I had no idea.” Their savior is dead! There is no one alive to defeat Voldemort. The Longbottom boy died two years ago when his grandmother beat him to death. Why didn’t his gadgets tell him Harry died? And why did Harry die? “Where is he buried? I would like to pay my respects.” Maybe he can bring the boy back to life.

“We cremated him and spread his ashes in the forest.” Petunia glares at him, “I lost half my family because of your kind! If I could take you to court, I would!”

“I am sorry for your loss.” Albus gets up and leaves. He informs the Minister of Harry’s death. “We need to find out who killed the boy.” Who found out where he placed Harry?

Fudge agrees, “I will look into the matter.” He waits until Dumbledore is gone. “You can come out now.”

Severus and Harry step out of the shadows. Severus takes a seat and pulls Harry into his lap. “Do you want to wait until he finds out for himself that he killed Harry?”

“Yes.” Fudge sits down himself. “I want to see how he tries to cover it up. He will also try to find someone else to face Voldemort.”

“I think you should release the fact that Voldemort is dead.” Harry snuggles into Severus, “I think the ten-year anniversary is a good day.”

Fudge agrees, “I am sure you want to see your aunt, Harry. Let’s meet on the weekend to discuss things further.”

They get up and leave for Private Drive. Petunia hugs her nephew when she sees him. “I wanted to kill that man.” She kisses the top of his head, “He was lucky Vernon was out, or he would have killed him.”

Harry chuckles, “It would have been funny if Uncle Vernon killed him.” He snuggles back into Severus, “The old fool has no idea what he unleashed when he killed Sev.”

Petunia sighs fondly at the sight of them. “I wish I could see his face when he realises he started a war with another realm.” She looks at her nephew, who’s aged forty years since his death, “I can’t believe you’ve all grown up and married already.”

“Perk of being a fairy and living in another world.” Harry wishes he could take his Muggle family with him to their home world, but he can’t. He smiles softly, “I’m pregnant again.”

She hugs her nephew, “I am happy for you. Bring your children next time.” She cried the first time she was called Grammy.

“We will. The kids miss you.” Severus checks his watch. “We have to go back. We are ready to present our evidence to the elders. Hopefully, Dumbledore will soon be dealt with.”

“Make the old fool pay.”

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Albus almost faints when he reads the document he uncovered. Severus was a fairy King, and when Albus killed Severus, he also killed his mate, who was Harry, who was a King in his own right. He had no idea! He burns the document. No one can ever know.

—

“He burned it.” Fudge is looking at the fairy emperor, “You have my permission.”

“I don’t need your permission. I am only here because I know you are not involved.”

—

Albus is reading the newspaper. Voldemort is not dead. He will be back. Albus made sure of that when he made Tom create Horcruxes. He just needs to find a new person to fight Voldemort once the man is back. He puts his paper down and eyes the students. Suddenly, the castle walls start to shake, and hollering echoes around. A loud explosion shakes the ground, and the doors to the Great Hall burst open. He freezes when he sees Voldemort enter. It cannot be! The man was not supposed to be back for another three years! “You.”

Tom whistles, and silence falls. “I, Tom Peverell, Emperor of Phantasia, declare war on magical Britain.” He takes out a scroll, “Albus Dumbledore, you are guilty of the murder of King Severus Prince, and you are guilty of the murder of King Harry Peverell. Furthermore, you are guilty of the mental assault and corruption of yours truly.”

“I did no such thing!” Albus’ eyes twinkle, “That is a fine story you told, but fairies are not real.”

Tom smirks, “I never said I was a fairy.”

Albus realises his mistake and tries to find an excuse, “I read about Phantasia.”

“There are no books about us. Everything written about us is in our realm. Not one book made it here. There is no mention of it anywhere. We made sure of that.” Tom keeps smirking and removes the document Albus burned, “You know, because you found out about Severus being a King and Harry being his mate. When you killed Severus, you killed Harry. This was a trap for you. To see what you would do.”

“I would never kill anyone, and I’ve never seen this before.” Albus smiles sadly, “I am afraid Severus was killed by one of your followers.”

“Hmm,” Tom waves his hand, and a memory of Albus killing Severus is shown. The memory also shows Moody and Barty Crouch Sr helping Albus cover it up. More memories play, “You turned me into Voldemort. Fortunately for me, when I tried to kill my son, I was transported back to my real world and fixed.”

Fudge enters, "Emperor Peverell, we arrested everyone else.” He glares at Dumbledore, “You are lucky that they came to me first. Otherwise, they would have had the right to kill everyone in this world.”

“We will only kill half. Afterall, you killed the human part of my son and his mate, and that demands justice.”

It dawns on Albus, “Harry is still alive!” That is why his gadgets are still working.

“In a manner of speaking. He is now a full fairy and can only remain in this world for a short time.” Tom looks around the students, “I am afraid some of you will die today. Lives will be cut short because Albus Dumbledore wanted power and to remain in power. My son-in-law was killed because he was close to discovering Dumbledore’s secret. Your headmaster is a Dark Lord.”

Albus laughs, “I am not.” The next words die on his tongue as all his victims appear and fill the Great Hall. They all accuse him of murdering them.

Tom watches as the ghosts attack Albus and drag him with them. He turns towards Fudge, “The elders have decided to cut this world off from our realm. We’ve had enough.”

—

Albus is stewing in a cell. Magic is gone from this world, and everybody blames him. Half of the wizarding population died, and they blame him. He is blamed for everything. He keeps telling people that Voldemort was lying, but no one believes him. With magic gone, he feels death approaching quickly. He wonders where Harry is.

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Severus is glaring at Harry, who is lying in a hospital bed. “Were you ever going to tell me?” Harry looks down at the blanket. The silence speaks volumes. Severus growls, “I never would have found out about my child! Your friends frantically called me and told me that they needed me to save your and our child’s life. A child I had no idea existed!” He is so mad.

“I am sorry.” Harry thought he could do this on his own. That he would not need Snape’s magic during his pregnancy. He thought the healers were having him on. But they were right, the baby is draining his magic, and he is getting weaker. He tried to take some magic from Ron, but his baby rejected him and others.

“Save it.” Severus gets up from his chair, “I don’t want to hear your pathetic excuses.” He never should have gotten involved with the brat.

Harry sees him leave, “Wait. Where are you going? We need your magic, or we will both die.”

“I don’t care.” Severus’ voice is deadly calm, “You made your choice to keep my child from me. You made your choice to cut me out of your life after you got your rocks off. You made your choice to pretend that we never had anything meaningful. You made your choice to ignore me. I am just giving you what you want. Me out of your life.” He regrets ever opening his heart to the hero.

“But it’s your child too!” Harry can’t believe Snape would let him die. His child die. “I am sorry.”

“No. I don’t have any children, and I will never have any. You made sure of that.” Severus walks out of the hospital room and disappears.

Harry breaks down and cries. Snape really is letting them die. He really messed up. He goes into premature labor a few days later and gives birth to a stillborn baby. Weakened from labor and blood loss, he soon follows his child into death. He hopes he gets to hold his child in the afterlife, but when he gets there, he is all alone.

Severus reads the newspaper, Potter and the child are dead. They could have been a real family, but Potter only used him for sex, and when the brat got pregnant, he didn’t even have the decency to tell him that he was pregnant. The brat made his choice, and Severus followed that choice. He doesn’t regret letting them die; he only regrets saving the boy's life over and over again. He did not this time, and he feels nothing.

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Draco hears a knock on his door. He goes to open it and sees a young girl standing there. He looks around and sees no one. “What’s your name?” The child looks healthy.

“Gabby.” She is nervous, “Gabby Jodison. I am five.”

“I am Draco.” He picks the child up, “Did you come here on your own, or did something leave you here?”

“My uncle left me here. There is a letter in my bag.” She wraps his arms around his neck. He smells nice.

He walks with her into the kitchen, “Are you hungry?”

She nods, “Yes.” She hasn’t had breakfast yet.

Remus joins them, “Hello. I am Remus Lupin.”

“The doctor?” She saw him on TV.

“Yes.” Remus shows her his stethoscope, “Want to hear my heartbeat?” He is glad the girl seems to be unharmed.

She nods and giggles when she hears it. “Cool.” She eats the sandwich Draco hands her, “Thank you.”

Draco takes the letter and reads it. “Her uncle has relinquished his rights. She is an orphan now.” He sighs, “I’ll contact my father.” Ever since the new law was passed, many children have been orphaned and have been left at their doorstep. Many guardians are happy to be rid of their responsibility.

“I’ll get Bella.” Remus looks at the child, “Bella is a doctor like me. She will examine you.”

Gabby nods and soon follows Bella, “I like your hair.” The lady looks like Draco. “Are you his mummy?”

“Thank you and no. He is my nephew.” Bella examines her and is relieved she is in perfect health. She files her report and hopes they find a good family for her. She doesn’t want a repeat of the Weasley family, who sold the children into slavery. It happened years ago, but the case still haunts Britain. Luckily, all children were saved, but the trauma they suffered could not be undone.

Remus finds his husband outside a few days later, “Gabby safety arrived. Luna and Ralf are happy to give her a new home.” He sits down next to him, “Do you want to adopt?”

“No. I like helping children and putting them with families. And I don’t mind taking care and looking after them for a while, but I don’t want to raise one.” Draco looks at his partner of twenty years, “Do you?” Early on in their relationship, they both agreed not to have kids and focus on their careers.

“No. I am the same as you. I was just asking because you left after Pansy spoke about her wanting to adopt another child. I thought you might have changed your mind.”

Draco sighs, “I left because I saw Neville.”

“You still haven’t forgiven him?” Remus puts an arm around his lover, “It’s been over twenty years.”

“If he had just spoken up instead of keeping quiet, Harry and Severus would still be alive. He knew what Granger and Weasley were doing and going to do. He is just as guilty as they are.” Draco mumbles, “I wish I could ban him from the orphanage.” The least Draco could do was ruin Neville’s name, and he did.

He kisses Draco’s side of the head, “At least Granger and Weasley are in maximum prison for what they did.” He was horrified when he found out what they did. They seemed so nice.

“I miss them.”

“I miss them too.”

Three months later, the orphanage is overrun with abandoned children. “It’s not like we're the only orphanage in the country.” Draco is feeding a three-month-old baby. “We are running out of space. Again.”

“We are the best and not in it for the money like others,” Bella is carrying a seven-year-old who is asleep, “I need to take him to the hospital. I fear the lump on his back is a tumor.” She leaves and is saddened when her fears are confirmed.

Narcissa takes the baby from Draco, “You can always expand again.” She is proud of her son and what he has accomplished.

“I already spoke to a contractor. I am going to add another wing.” Draco receives more awards over the years, not that he cares about those. Years later, he is visiting Harry and Severus’ graves for the first time. “I wish you were here. I wish the laws had changed before your foster family killed you both. I don’t know if you have been watching over me. I made sure no one ever forgot what happened to you. I named the orphanage after you, and a law is even named after you. Granger died in prison; she had lung cancer, and I made sure she suffered during her last days. Her deadbeat husband, Weasley, is still alive, but he is having an awful time. Neville was mugged and died a few years ago. Good riddance if you ask me. He could have saved you, but didn’t.” He wipes away a tear, “See you on the other side.”

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James is walking towards the living room when his front door bursts open, and before he can react, a jet of green light hits him square in the chest. He falls to the ground with a loud thud, dead. Tom walks over the dead body and makes his way up the stairs. He opens the door to the nursery. “James is dead.” He walks over to the woman in the room. “You are safe.”

Lily turns around, revealing her black eye, split lip, and cut on her cheek. “Thank you.” She winces when she moves, “I think I need to see a healer.” She has trouble breathing.

He yells. “Bella.” Tom is worried, “Lily, what did James do?” He lowers her to the ground and lifts up her shirt. He can see a footprint and curses.

“Fuck.” Bella kneels down and casts a diagnostic spell. “Your rib is broken, and your lung is punctured. I am going to stabilize you and take you to St. Mungo's. They will do an in-depth scan and see if you have any underlying injuries,” she says to her husband. “Take Harry and leave before Sirius arrives.”

Tom picks up the child, “My name is Tom. I am your grandfather.” He takes him home and introduces Harry to the others. “They are your family.” He puts Harry down and watches him crawl towards Draco. He talks to the others, hoping his wife will be home soon with good news.

Bella returns during the night, and she finds her husband awake. “Your daughter is healing. She is not fine. She was pregnant, and the kick James gave her made her miscarry.” She takes Tom’s hands in hers, “She miscarried twice before.”

He takes a deep breath, “Tell me the rest.”

She shows him the scan, “Sirius healed her with his family gift. He never beat her, but he had sex with her. Lily told me James threatened to hurt Harry if she didn’t. Your daughter is going to need a lot of help and therapy.”

Tom inhales sharply, “Have you talked to Minister Dumbledore?”

“Yes. He has put out an arrest warrant for Sirius. He told me he found the person who has been covering up the abuse.” Bella knows his next words will hurt Tom, “It was Yaxley.”

“What?” Corban has been his friend and partner in the Auror department for years.

“He is the one who gave James the potions to trap Lily.” She tries to calm him down, “He was arrested and faces multiple charges. He will be pushed through the veil.”

“Has Lily told you who broke the spell on her?” Tom will thank whoever it was. He has his daughter back.

Bella shakes her head, “She doesn’t know. James and Sirius kept her isolated. It must have been someone in Godric’s Hollow, she wasn’t allowed to go anywhere else.”

“I hope they find your cousin soon.” Tom wants to kill him for what he did to his daughter. He lost so many years with her and his grandson.

“Walburga is going to use family magic if he remains on the run for too long.” Bella kisses her husband. “Sleep. We will visit Lily tomorrow.” Several hours later, they are bringing her home. “I am an official healer, but I work privately. I can monitor you, or Narcissa can.”

“You. I don’t want another person to know.” Lily mumbles, “Your healing magic feels nice. Sirius’ feels malicious.” She feels like this is a dream. That this is another one of James’ torment.

“Because he is not a good person. Blacks got the healing gift to help people, but unfortunately, some Black family members go down a bad route and use it to hurt people.” Bella hands her a glass of water, “You can stay here as long as you want. I can suggest a mindhealer for you if you want or a muggle therapist.”

Lily thanks her stepmother, “How is my father?” She has missed him.

“Hurt. He wanted to help you so badly, but his hands were bound by the law. He blamed himself for pushing you away. Wondering what he did. He was in a really bad place when I met him. When he learned he had a grandson he would likely never meet, something inside him broke. Finding out that James and Sirius used potions and spells on you to make you James’, he was relieved and angry.” Bella almost lost her husband to a deep depression, “And when you reached out to him, a light came back to him.”

“I am sorry for everything.” Lily cries, “I never meant anything I said.” She vaguely remembers the spiteful things she yelled at her father.

“I know.” Tom walks over to her and hugs her, “I know.” He lets her cry on his shoulder, “I don’t blame you. Potter and Black are at fault. If anything, I blame myself. I should have noticed that you were not yourself and under potions and spells.”

“It’s not your fault. They were really good at hiding.” Lily kisses his cheek, “How is Harry?”

“He is with Narcissa. He and Draco are getting along really well.” Tom cups her face and kisses her forehead, “Do you have any idea where Black might be?”

She nods, “I remember a few things they wanted me to forget. Sirius has a secret girlfriend in the Muggle world.” She gives him the address, “Don’t go. He is mad, and I fear he will kill you.”

Tom nods and forwards the information to the Minister. A day later, he gets the news that Black was arrested. He tells his daughter, “The trial is set for next week. Minister Dumbledore is pushing for the harshest sentence.”

“I want him to pay.” Lily, with her father at her side, testifies against Sirius Black. She is relieved when he gets a death sentence. She slowly heals and reconnects with her father. She finds herself confiding in Bella, and the woman becomes her mother figure. She watches her son grow and is glad that he looks more like her and less like his father. When her son starts Hogwarts, she tries dating again. She eventually finds love with a Muggle and has another child. Over the years, she grows concerned about Harry. They take him to Gringotts, and when they find out what is ailing him, they want to kill James all over again.

“Harry had a soulmate?” Tom pities his grandson, having to live with a broken soulbond is crushing.

“His soulmate died when Harry was born. Because Harry was conceived with potions and spells and not love, there were consequences.”

“Who was his soulmate?”

“Severus Prince, he was five years older than Harry. He died of Dragon Pox.”

“What will happen to Harry?” Bella is worried, “He already is isolated from most people and antisocial.”

“He has depression, and eventually the depression will kill him. There is nothing that can be done.”

Lily cries, “Nothing?” She hates James and wishes she could kill him again.

“I am sorry.”

Lily is crushed, and she has to watch her son deteriorate more and more until one day, he simply stops living and dies. She buries her son, and soon after, she buries her father and stepmother. Being a witch, her lifespan is longer, and she has to bury her second husband and daughter. She spends the last two decades of her life looking after her grandchildren before she finally dies in peace.

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James is screaming. His body is on fire. He rolls around on the ground, extinguishing the flames. He is crying, “Fuck.” He tries to heal himself, but it won’t work. “HELP”

“There is no help for you.”

James looks at the man in a pink suit, “Who are you?” The man has horns, what the hell is he?

“I am the Devil. This is your new home.” He thought the horns would give it away.

“WHAT?” This must be a joke.

The Devil sighs, “You are in Hell. Did you honestly think that after raping Severus Snape, you would be going to heaven after your death?” He snaps his finger, and James lands in a cell. “You are a rapist. Your eternal torment will be to feel the same pain you made Severus feel.”

James tries to get out of the cell, but he gets burned. “You can’t do this!”

“I am not doing anything. This is your punishment. While you have escaped justice in life, you will be punished in death.”

The Devil is reading the file of his newest addition, “James Potter again?” He keeps reading, “He killed his son?” He calls his underling, “Skin James Potter alive, then haunt him. Repeat the cycle.” A few weeks later, he is checking on James, “Are you sorry?”

“For what? I didn’t do anything wrong.” James thinks this is all a joke, and in his head.

“You killed your son because he was more powerful than you.”

James laughs, “I didn’t. He had a freak accident.” He will never admit to killing Harry

The Devil shakes his head. “Have it your way.”

James is rubbing his chest, “What happened?”

“Your father-in-law killed you after he found out what you and Black did to your wife, his daughter. He had a kill warrant for you.”

“Who are you?” James looks around, “Where am I?”

“Is there no version of you that knows of me?” The Devil is fed up, “I am the Devil. You are in Hell. Honestly, why are all the James’ ignorant? Even the Muggle versions are ignorant.”

“Why am I here? And what do you mean he had a kill warrant?” James rights his glasses and gets a better look at the man. He is wearing a yellow suit, has blue hair, and red eyes.

“You used spells and potions on Lily to make her yours. You raped her mind, body, and soul. Once he knew the truth, he went to the Minister, who launched a quiet investigation, and when the evidence corroborated what Lily told her father, Minister Dumbledore signed the kill warrant.” The Devil leans against a stone, “Your co-conspirator is going to be arrested soon.”

“How did that bitch find out?” James is mad, “She never was supposed to!”

The Devil shrugs, “Someone noticed what you were doing and broke your hold over her. She immediately contacted her father.”

“Why am I here? You never said.” He needs to get back and teach his wife a lesson.

The Devil raises an eyebrow, “You are joking? You are really asking me why you are here?” He huffs, “Honestly, you are all the same. Never admitting you did anything wrong. You are here because of what you did to Lily and your son.”

“I never touched Harry.” James never would have.

“Oh, you fool.” The Devil forces James to watch his son sink into depression and die. “This is your fault, and you will pay for this. Your soul will be torn apart and put together over and over again. Your son suffered the same, but not as strongly as you will.

James screams in agony. He pleads for it to stop, but there is no one hearing his pleas.

The Devil is tired; another James Potter arrived in Hell. This one killed Severus Snape at the young age of six years. He hates it when children come down here, but there is nothing to be done about it. He looks at his underling, “Just give him nightmares.”

James is fighting off the person holding him, “Get off me!”

The Devil arrives and freezes James, “I am the Devil, you are in Hell for being a Dark Lord. You will reap what you sowed. You will be raped, tortured, and killed all over again. There is no escape. Not shut up and take your punishment like a man. Then again, you wimp, you had to use the imperius curse for people to sleep with you.”

“I will kill you and make you pay.” James is glaring, “This is just..” He cries out when his tongue is being ripped out.

“You annoy me.” The Devil turns around and leaves. This James gets the harshest punishment possible.

“I think the paperwork got mixed up.” The Devil is looking at another James Potter, “You should be in Heaven, spending your Afterlife with your wife.”

James rubs his shoulder, “Has Hell ever frozen over?” He knows where he is.

The Devil laughs, “Kiddo, Hell is its own world. The further up you go, the colder it gets. In winter, the first level is always frozen shut.” He calls The Office, and soon after, James is transported to Heaven. The Devil shakes his head, “Another James is down here already?”

“This one is a family annihilator.”

“Torment him mentally, then make him kill himself. Repeat the process.” The Devil looks at his tally, out of 234 James Potters, not one of them was sorry. He wonders if there will be one who will.

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Severus hears the door open and steels himself for what is to come. He is bound and dragged outside, his feet barely touching the floor. He hears voices and knows what comes next. He had hoped for a day of rest, but hope is foolish.

“What happened to his eyes?”

“Punishment. He won’t need them, so I removed them.” James holds out his hand, “Pay up.”

“You can do whatever you want with him. If he falls pregnant, all the better.” Lily makes a note in her small notebook. The person who impregnates him will get a cut once we’ve sold the baby. You will have to pay extra if you want to kill it. Baby bones sell for a hefty price on the black market.”

“Will he feel pain?” Severus can hear the smirk in the voice and inwardly shudders, another sadist.

“Yes. He will feel everything double. You can’t kill him, so do your worst.” James smiles darkly, “Have fun.”

Severus doesn’t scream when he feels two cocks enter him dry. He doesn’t fight, not that he can when someone forces their cock into his mouth. He just has to take it; they made him defenseless. He doesn’t know how long he has been abused, tortured, you name it. And when he is brought back to his room, the reprieve is short-lived. He can feel a child slowly growing inside of him, and he knows what comes next. He’s been through this too many times to count.

“He is pregnant.” Lily points her wand at Severus’ stomach and speeds up the pregnancy. “Get everything ready.” A week later, she cuts out the baby. “Another girl. She will fetch a good price.”

James watches Snape die, then calls Death to bring him back to life. “Wake up Snivellus. Your work is not done.” He loves to torment Snivellus.

Lily cleans up the baby and sells it to the highest bidder a few hours later. She is counting the money, “We made a million in the past year.” She kisses her husband, “I am so glad we finally got revenge on him.” She hates her former friend.

“I am glad the rumors about the Deathly Hallows were true.” James has been master of Death for the best nine years. “I bet he wishes he never told Albus about our plans.”

Lily killed Albus to prevent him from revealing their plans to the Ministry. “He was always nosy.” She sighs, “We should kill him soon. He won’t be able to give birth much longer.” At least they got some good use out of him.

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Severus wants to die; he has given birth again, and he died again. He is lying in blood-soaked sheets when the door to his room opens. He doesn’t want to be raped again. He just gave birth for Merlin’s sake! He wishes he could say something, but they took his voice.

“I found him.”

Severus is confused; he knows this voice, but Sirius Black died years ago. He must be imagining things. Maybe he is dying again?

Sirius feels sick at what he sees, “Severus, you are safe.” He slowly approaches his adoptive brother, “We are taking you to St Mungos.” He touches Severus’ hand, and their family magic connects them. “It’s over.” He gives him his voice back, “Speak slowly.”

Severus has so many questions; his voice is almost silent, “How.” Is this another trick?

“I will explain everything once you’ve been looked after.” Sirius hates James and Lily; he wishes he could kill them, but he won’t. A week later, he brings Severus to his home. “We are in Thailand. I know you believe I died, but I didn’t. James is Master of Death and asked Death to sever our family link. I believed you died, and I had no idea you were alive until recently. One of your children was adopted by a friend of Bellatrix’. Bella has gone into politics in the Muggle world, and she has made many friends in the right places. Anyway, James only broke our brotherly link, but Bella is also a Black, and your child’s magic called to her. She did a DNA test and a Gringotts test, and it revealed you were alive. Bella led the charge, and she investigated in the Muggle world, while Lucius and I silently investigated in the wizarding world. James used Death to cover his tracks, but from what we could tell, his commands were not specific enough, and once we asked the right questions, his house of cards came crashing down. Everyone involved has been arrested. Their trials start in two weeks. Minister Riddle is going to send a message, and they will all be publicly punished.”

“How long?” Severus has no idea how long he was with them. Time lost all meaning after a while.

Sirius sniffles, “Eight years. You were with them for eight years. You gave birth to two hundred and fifty-nine children. You died over five hundred times but were brought back. Your magical core is almost empty. The healers fear that if you do too much magic, you will die.”

“The children, are they with good families?” Severus knows that most of his magic is gone. He doesn’t really care.

“Yes, but Sev, half of them knew where the child came from and what happened to you. Those families had their child removed and are now also in legal trouble. They will never get the child back. Bella is going to make sure they find good homes.”

“They are innocent in all this. They deserve good homes.” Severus sighs, “Where is Reggie?”

“He died five years ago. He caught dragon pox.” Sirius pats his leg, “There is someone who wants to see you, but only if you are up for it.”

“Who?” Severus never had many friends. “And it is not like I can see them.”

“That would be me.” Bella enters, “Severus, you look like you could use a spa weekend.”

Severus laughs, “Bellatrix. Thank you.”

“You're welcome.” She hands him some items, “The Deathly Hollows. If you want, you can become Master of Death and punish them.”

“No. I just want to get this over with and move on as best as I can.” Severus just wants to put this behind him.

“I was hoping you would say that.” She calls Death, “I am your new Master?”

“Yes.” Death is happy to be rid of James Potter as his master.

“I want you to testify at their trials and reveal everything. Leave nothing out. If we have missed someone involved, I want you to point them out and show evidence. I also want you to heal Severus’ eyes.”

Severus feels a stinging sensation, and minutes later, he sees light again. “Thank you, Bella.” He blinks and looks at his brother, “You’ve got gray hair.”

Sirius laughs, “I aged a lot after you died, even more when I found out you were alive.” He looks at Death, “You look like James.”

“I was ordered to take the form of his son, Harry.” He changes back into himself.

“They had a son?” Bella never knew.

“He died two days after his birth. Lily dropped him and killed him.” Severus snorts, “She blamed me for his death and the fact that she could have no more children. She blamed me for everything bad that ever happened to her. But mostly, they blamed me for informing Albus about them wanting to become a couple of Dark Lords.”

“Yeah, killing Albus backfired since he left a message. Everyone knew it was they who killed him, but couldn’t prove it.” Sirius sighs, “I am surprised they didn’t raise one of your kids.”

“Because that would have raised questions since James told everyone they couldn’t have more kids and said they didn’t want to adopt.” Bella leaves, and a month later, she is looking at Death. “I want you to make them feel the pain Severus did, and I want you to keep them alive for as many years as Severus died.”

“Done.”

Bella smirks, “I also want you to destroy everyone who was involved financially. I want you to make them confess to every person they meet about what they did.” Unfortunately, some of them had good lawyers and got off, but she will get revenge for Severus.

“Done.” Death keeps an eye on Severus, and he is not surprised when two years after his rescue, Severus dies when his body gives up.

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Draco was walking into his father’s office. “I need your help.”

“You rarely ask me for help.” Lucius raised an eyebrow. “What do you need?”

“James Potter and Sirius Black lured Severus Snape to where Remus Lupin was changing. Fortunately for Severus, I was there and sent him back. I overheard Potter and Black talk; they were giddy and laughing about Severus being a chew toy for Remus. But it gets worse when Severus told McGonagall and Dumbledore, they did nothing. Dumbledore had the gall to blackmail Severus into keeping quiet. Severus also got detention and lost points, while James and Sirius didn’t get any punishment at all.” He handed his father some vials, “Memories from me, Severus, and other students.”

Lucius took them and watched them in his pensieve. He looked at Draco once he was done, “I will ask Granger to research some family laws. I am sure we can make them pay.” Lucius called his undersecretary and gave her a new task.

“Might I suggest also asking the goblins for help? Minister, you should also ask your wife. She is a Black and related to both of them. Once I find the law they broke, she can remove their family magic. You also should talk to Supreme Mugwump Riddle; he is a Peverell and thus related to the Potters.” Hermione studied the family trees extensively. “I will also check the Hogwarts Charter. Mr Snape is the Ravenclaw Heir, and I believe Mr Potter was skipped at the Gryffindor Heir. I am sure I can find something there as well.”

“I will, and I will talk to Lily Yaxley, she has studied the charter.” Lucius dismissed her and looked at his son, “You can expel them once we have all our ducks in a row.”

Draco nodded and went back to Hogwarts. He talked to his snakes and told them to spread the word about what James and Sirius did. By the next morning, the whole school knew and was openly hostile towards any Gryffindor. He talked to his colleagues, and they all agreed to shun McGonagall and Dumbledore. A week later, he received a letter from his father. Miss Granger found a family law they broke, and his mother would be removing James and Sirius from the Black family this morning. When he heard their screams, he ignored them. He had to laugh at their new looks. James screamed again; the Peverell magic left him. They both looked like people who spent their lives in Azkaban. He looked at Dumbledore, who paled at the happenings.

“What happened to us?”

“You were removed from the Black and Peverell lines for the attempted murder of Severus Snape.” Bellatrix Lestrange looked at the two kids, “You are under arrest for attempted murder, conspiracy to commit murder, and being jerks.” She cuffed them, then looked at the head table where Dumbledore and Minerva were also arrested.

“You are also expelled.” Draco moved towards his godson, “They will pay.” But unfortunately, they did not. James and Sirius escaped with Dumbledore to the muggleworld and were never seen again. Only McGonagall was sentenced to a year in Azkaban for her role.

It’s years later when Severus asked what he had been wondering for years, “Why were you in the Shrieking Shack?” If it wasn’t for his godfather, he could have died.

“I was changing with Remus. I am also a werewolf.” Draco laughed, “It’s not something I advertise.” Only a handful of people know.

“Is that why you married him?”

“I married him because I love him. That we are both werewolves is inconsequential.” Draco worried about his godson, Severus, who never dated and preferred to be alone. “If you want, I can set you up with someone.” He believed his godson would work himself to death one day.

Severus snorted, “No, thank you. I prefer to have meaningless one-night stands instead of suffering through a date, let alone a relationship.” He shook his head, “Do you think Dumbledore is still alive?”

“No. I think he died and took his secrets to the grave with him.” Draco had kept an eye on the Black tapestry, and three decades later, he saw that Sirius had died. He died before he learned of James Potter’s fate.

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Severus Snape is tired. He’s been looking for his soulmate for eight hundred years and a change with no luck. He traveled the world more times than he can count, but not one whisper. He runs his hand through his black hair; he hasn’t aged since he turned seventeen. He’s been stuck in his seventeen-year-old body because some soulmagic law states you already start aging when you find your soulmate. But Severus hasn’t yet, and he doubts he will. He hangs his head and decides to take another break. Years pass, another century starts, and Severus still has no clue where his soulmate is. He never felt the pull, and if he is honest, he has no more hope left. With a heavy heart, he makes his way to the cabin. He knows that if he goes through that door, his life and search for his soulmate will be over. He approaches the door, and his hand hovers over the doorknob, but in the last second, he turns around and decides to continue searching. He tells himself that if he hasn’t found his soulmate by the millennium mark, he will go through that door. And he holds the promise to himself, and after he’s been looking for a thousand and one years, he steps through the door.

As soon as Severus has stepped through the door, Harry Potter comes into the world with a loud wail. Harry grows up excited to meet his soulmate, but after two hundred years of looking with no luck, his excitement is tempered. He keeps looking, but with each passing day, his hope dwindles. Six hundred and three years after his birth, Harry steps through the door.

As soon as Harry has stepped through the door, Severus Snape comes silently into the world. He is apprehensive of meeting his soulmate, but when he doesn’t find them after a hundred years, he gives up and walks through the door.

As soon as Severus has stepped through the door, Harry Potter comes into the world with a soft cry. Harry doesn’t care about having a soulmate and looks to end the bond, and when he tries, he ends up killing his parents. He is sentenced to death. He is forced through the door.

As soon as Harry has stepped through the door, Severus Snape comes into the world with a scream. He doesn’t care about having a soulmate and walks through the door at the age of thirteen.

As soon as Severus has stepped through the door, Harry Potter comes into the world. He looks for his soulmate for almost two millennia before he gives up. He steps through the door, never knowing that he and his soulmate were cursed to never meet each other in a repeating cycle.

As soon as Harry has stepped through the door, Severus Snape comes into the world. He looks for his soulmate until he catches a deadly disease. He decides to spare them both the pain of a broken bond and walks through the door, never knowing that the person who cursed him and his soulmate has been watching and creating scenarios the whole time.

Hermione Granger is laughing maniacally somewhere hidden. No one will break the curse. Severus and Harry will never be happy.

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“Can you believe it? We were chosen to escort some Elite members!” Ron is overexcited; he’s been an Auror for over a decade, and this is the first time he gets to work overseas.

Harry chuckles, “And I am sure it has nothing to do with the buffet at the hotel where we are going?” He is also excited. He rarely left Britain after Voldemort’s defeat.

Ron rolls his eyes, “No, but it is a bonus. You know how much I love good food, but this will look good on our records.” It will be just another thing he can boast about.

“I know.” Harry tells his wife the good news, and a week later, he and Ron, along with Aurors from other countries, are safeguarding the high-ranking members of several governments. Harry is ready to show off his skill and why he is one of Britain’s best Aurors, but to his horror, the whole trip turns into a nightmare for them. He and Ron are sent back to Britain with their tails between their legs just four days into the month-long assignment.

Kingsley is looking at his two best Aurors, “What happened?” He was just told his Aurors would be sent back immediately.

“We don’t know.” Ron hangs his head, “Harry was about to save some bloke when he was shoved to the side.” Ron was busy eating when he noticed the commotion.

Before Harry can respond, the doors burst open, and the head of the ICW is standing in the Minister’s office. “Ron Weasley, you are under arrest for the murder of Shawn Martins.”

“Excuse me?” Kingsley must have misheard.

“Your Auror killed the Italian Minister’s personal aide.” The Supreme Mugwump glares at Ronald, “We have witness statements that Mr. Weasley kept mumbling about Shawn being a dark, evil snake since he spoke parseltongue.”

“I was saving the child!” Ron defends himself, “He was pointing his wand at her!” He did nothing wrong.

“How would you know? We have memories, and they clearly show you behind him, and hitting him in the back with a spell. The wand you said he was holding was a twig, and the child was his daughter. You killed him in cold blood in front of his daughter, who was celebrating her fifth birthday that day.” The Supreme Mugwump glares at Kingsley, “I am also here to inform you that several countries have declared war on Britain.”

“What? Why?” Kingsley is floored, “What the fuck happened?”

“Your Aurors showed blatant disrespect for other cultures and had the gall to insult other dignitaries and make fun of their customs, creating several international incidents." He glares at Harry, “And your Golden Boy here almost killed my husband when he tried to shove a bezoar down his throat.”

“I was trying to save him!” Harry is mad, “He was poisoned and...”

He cuts him off, “Yes, he was, but he was poisoned with the one thing a bezoar is deadly against.” The Supreme Mugwump fumes, “I want to see your N.E.W.T.s”

Kingsley uncomfortably clears his throat, “They didn’t take them. They joined the Aurors after the war.”

“ARE YOU TELLING ME YOU HIRED AURORS WHO DIDN’T PASS THEIR N.E.W.T. EXAMS AND HIRED THEM BASED ON THEIR ACTION IN A WAR THAT NEVER SHOULD HAVE HAPPENED! ARE YOU MAD? EVERY COUNTRY NEEDS THEIR AURORS TO HAVE TAKEN THEIR FINAL EXAMS. IT'S A LAW; AN ICW LAW!”

The Italian Minister enters, “I demand an investigation to be opened!” He glares at his British counterpart, “If you don’t hand over Ronald Weasley in the next twelve hours, we will attack you.”

More people enter who want Harry or Ron. Kingsley rubs his temple, “Go with them. I will handle this.”

Ron tries to fight, but is stunned. Harry goes with them willingly. He hopes Kingsley finds a way out of this for them. He still has no idea what he did wrong.

*----//*-

The Supreme Mugwump is showing Kingsley the results of the test he had Ron and Harry take, “They failed. Ronald can barely detect when a potion has been altered. Harry can, but he has no idea why or what caused it. They both failed the potions tests we had them take. And don’t get me even started on the other Auror exams. Potter barely passed, but Weasley flunked out hard. They never should have been allowed to be Aurors, and I don’t care that they fought in a war and won. What you did was irresponsible and deadly.”

“We needed the men.” Kingsley’s been having a hard time; the public knows that several countries have declared war on them, and everyone is waiting for it to start.

“Ronald Weasley has killed twenty-nine people in cold blood because they were evil snakes, according to him. He fudged his reports, and his wife helped him to cover it up. Furthermore, he violated numerous laws.” The Supreme Mugwump shows him more evidence, “Out of all the people he arrested, only ten percent were done by the book. The others all deserve retrials, and I can already tell you, they will all be set free. That means that Bellatrix Lestrange will be freed because Ronald Weasley violated her rights. And once she is free, she will flee, and you will never find her again.”

“Shit.” Kingsley is mad, “I had no idea.” He dreads asking the next question. “Harry?”

“He is ignorant of our world. He believes the bullshit Dumbledore spouted. Light means good, and dark means bad. He didn’t kill anyone in cold blood, but he believes he knows best because he killed Voldemort. He is the one who insulted people left and right and said that rituals were dark and needed to be banned. I wonder how many people died because your two Aurors failed to recognise the most obvious signs when someone was poisoned or under a deadly curse.” He later finds out that the numbers are in the fifties.

Kingsley hangs his head, “What happens now?” The public outcry will be disastrous.

“The declarations of war have been withdrawn.” The Supreme Mugwump sees the relief on Kingsley’s face, “But Britain will be cut off from the rest of the world. Ronald will be executed for the murder of Martins. His wife will receive the ashes. If you fight this, Italy will invade, and they are more powerful than you can imagine. Potter will be banned from entering any other country. And of course you have to fire them, and we want a public admission that you violated a fundamental law and put everyone in danger.”

“Is that all?” Kingsley is not looking forward to the public finding out. They are already unhappy.

“For now. But we will keep an eye on you.”

*----//*-

The public outcry is immense when all the people Ronald Weasley arrested over the years are released. Bellatrix Lestrange is among them, and before she disappears, she wreaks havoc and kills five more people. That they know of. The public blames Ronald and the Minister for their deaths and demands to witness Ronald’s death. Harry is fired, and when some disgruntled people take revenge on visiting British tourists. Harry is blamed, and he goes from Hero to enemy #1. The Ministry is hit with multiple lawsuits. The ICW is waiting for Kingsley to admit his part, and when he doesn’t, the ICW forces him to. Kingsley is forced out as Minister, and Hermione, who had her eye on the position, had to kiss her dreams goodbye because of her husband’s actions. And once it was revealed that she helped cover up the murders, she was arrested. The public took vigilante revenge on her and killed her. No one was ever charged with her murder.

*----//*-

“All this because I didn’t finish school?” Harry sighs. It’s been two years since he was fired. People like to throw rotten food at him when he is out.

“I am surprised this didn’t happen sooner.” Albus is looking at the young man, “I told Kingsley he was making a mistake. I knew that sooner or later this would backfire on him.” He shakes his head, “You could have taken your N.E.W.T.s at any point, but you never did. Your fellow Aurors did, but you never could be bothered to open a book since you had Miss Granger for it.”

Harry’s cheek flamed red in shame. He said that more than once. “Yeah, well, Ginny has divorced me and taken the kids. She moved to another country, knowing I could not follow.” He wipes away a tear, “She said I brought shame upon her family, and she doesn’t want to raise her kids in an environment where their father is hated. She even changed their names to Weasley.” Harry never sees his children again. He rarely goes out anymore and relies on Kreacher for almost everything. He often wonders if Ron felt any pain when he died. As the years pass, the heat on him dies down, but people never forget.

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Sirius was elated. Today was his fifteenth birthday, and the mark appeared. He had a soulmate! He was one of the lucky few to be blessed with one. He couldn’t wait to meet them. He shared the exciting news with his brother and friends. He hoped he wouldn’t have to wait long. But years passed, and Sirius hadn’t found them yet. After over a decade of being alone, he cursed having a soulmate. He was envious of those around him. His brother was married to his soulmate, Tom. His best friend James was dating his soulmate, Lily. He also wanted to be with his soulmate. Another year passed, and he finally met her. Her name was Hermione Granger. She was from London and a decade younger than he was. They dated, and he was happy. Twelve years later, they were married, and two years later, they had a son. He loved his son and doted on him, but after the birth of their son, he noticed a change. His wife spent more and more time at work. She was working for the government and told him more than once that she wanted to become Prime Minister. He supported her because that is what a good husband does, but the more he helped her achieve her dream, the more he pushed his dreams aside. Before he met her, he was working on his doctorate in neuroscience, but that fell to the side. When did he become a househusband? When did he stop being happy? He brought up the subject to his wife, but she ignored him. He thought things were going to get better when he found out she was pregnant, but three days later, she told him she had an abortion. Another child was not in her plans. Sirius was crushed; he wanted another child, but she simply decided without consulting him. That is something else he had noticed. She was making decisions for him. Whatever was best for her life and career. After seventeen years of being a couple, Sirius had had enough. Hermione was steadily working her way up the ladder and ignoring her family. They barely talked anymore. She pretended that they were a happy family, but Hermione was never there for any important dates. She missed more than one birthday, and the last time they were intimate was two years ago. When did they start to drift apart? When did she put her career ahead of her family? Was she always like this? Was he just too blind to see it? The last straw was when she couldn’t even remember her son’s full name. He thought that having a soulmate was a good thing, someone who completes you, but his soulmate didn’t complete him. He didn’t have the happy family life the others had. He was miserable, and he deserved better. His son deserved better. He filed for divorce. Hermione, of course, not wanting to sign the papers, not seeing anything wrong with their life, ignored him. When he told her how he felt, she rolled her eyes and called him a drama queen. She told him that it was his job to support her since she was bringing home the money to afford their good lifestyle. She told him she had no time to hold his hand because he felt neglected. She told him she was working on bettering their country. Sirius had to laugh at that and told her that he came from a rich family and that he never touched her money. That everything they have is because he paid for it. He reminded her that she insisted on having separate accounts. Hermione refused to sign the divorce papers and pretended everything was fine. It all blew up in her face when Sirius, in an interview, told the press the truth about their perfect home life. Hermione, of course, denied everything, but when she could not even answer what her son’s favorite color was, she was painted as a cold-hearted mother. Hermione vowed to fix their lives, but Sirius didn’t trust her. They saw a therapist, and things seemed to improve, but then Hermione started to hit Sirius when she was not happy with him. When he brought it up in therapy, she brushed it off. When he saw her hit their son, he called the cops on her. After that, she finally signed the divorce papers, and Sirius was free. He took his son and moved to Hong Kong, where he was able to finish his doctorate. He raised his son and eventually met a nice woman with a daughter, and they got married three years later. They had another son, and he was happy again. His son finally had a mother who loved him and didn’t ignore him. He had his soulmark covered up, not wanting to be reminded of the years he wasted on his soulmate. His ex-wife was elected as Prime Minister, but her reign was short. She was convicted of corruption and electoral fraud, and her career was over. Sirius regretted not cutting ties with her sooner. He regretted having a soulmate in the first place. But he could never regret his son.

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Severus was crying. He didn’t remember the last time he cried this much. Must have been when Lily died. He was hugging himself and cursing himself for being so stupid. He thought he had found love. He had thought someone had finally fully accepted him for who he is and wanted to be with him. But it was all a ploy. A mirage. Potter only pretended to love him. Potter pretended to care about him. Potter used him to get information. Potter slept with him to keep him from being suspicious. He was only a job for Potter, nothing more. He stroked his stomach where his and Potter’s child is growing. The life he imagined with Potter was just a fantasy. It was all in his head. Now that he had overheard them and knew the truth, he would end Potter’s pretending. He wouldn’t let Potter end this whenever Potter realised Severus had no information to give. No, he would end this on his own terms, and Potter could find another former Death Eater to gather information. He was relieved he never told Potter that he loved him. He wondered if Potter would have even gone so far as to marry him. He wiped away his tears and started to make plans. Three days later, he made himself presentable and left for his date with Potter.
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“Hey, Sev.”
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Severus didn’t sit down, “Harry. I enjoyed our time together, but it must end. I am leaving. There is nothing in Britain that keeps me here.” He stamped down the urge to kill Potter. He was so mad.
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“What?”
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He enjoyed the look of confusion on the brat’s face. “I am ending our little affair. While the sex was acceptable, I need more, and you can’t give me that.” Severus didn’t wait for a reply and left. He landed in his new home, far away from Potter and his falsehoods. He settled into his new life, opened his business, and even made a friend. Six months later, he gave birth to a girl. He named her Olivia, and she became his whole world.
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When Olivia was seven, she asked about her mother.
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“I gave birth to you.” He knew this question was coming.
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“What about my other father?”
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“He doesn’t know about you.” Severus cupped her face, “We don’t need him. When you are older, I will tell you about him.” He kissed her temple. He was glad that she looked nothing like Potter. It would only have reminded him of the treachery.
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Years passed, and Severus was happy. His business was one of the best in the world, and many flocked to him. His daughter was flourishing at school. He had friends, but he never dated again. Potter left a mark on him. He never trusted anyone with his heart again. He had his daughter, and that was enough. When his daughter was fifteen, he told her about Potter.
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“There was a new Dark Lord rising. Potter’s job was to get close to me and get information. The belief was that I was part of this new rising. That I even was this new Dark Lord. He was very good; he played me. The war was over, and I let my guard down. I never expected that Savior would be so cruel as to use someone.”
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“Did you love him?”
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Severus gives her a sad smile. “Yes, I fell in love with him. He was charming; he did everything to win my affection. Hearing it was all a ploy to reach me—and, through me, the one they thought was the new Dark Lord—crushed me. Something in me broke when I overheard them. I thought his father was cruel, but Potter sank lower. I never confronted him. If I had, I would have killed him.”
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“He was an Auror?”
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“Yes. After the war, I spent a year recovering under supervision. Then I spent a year in Azkaban. I was monitored and subjected to surprise visits. After my release, Potter reached out to me, and he volunteered to keep an eye on me. Make sure I stay on the right path. We built a friendship, then we became lovers. We were lovers for over a year. A year full of lies and false promises.” Severus huffed, “I was such a fool. I made sure to keep him alive, and this is how he repaid me?”
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“Do you still love him?”
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He whispered in a broken tone. “Yes, and I hate myself for that. He wormed his way into my heart and never left.” He never got over Potter. Potter was not someone you got over. “I can show you memories of him.”
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“No.” Olivia didn’t want to see any memories of the man who hurt her father.
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Another year passes, and they were taking a stroll in the Muggle world, when they ran into the last person Severus wanted to see.
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“Sev?” Harry looked like he had seen a ghost.
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Severus pulled Olivia closer. “Potter.”
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Harry couldn’t believe he ran into Snape. He was still mad that Snape simply ended things and left. He left before Harry could get information out of him. He firmly believed that Snape knew about the new Dark Lord and that Snape aided him. Unfortunately, that belief was shattered when the truth came out. He wasted two years on a man who, in the end, knew nothing.
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“So you are my father.” Olivia instantly hated the man in front of him.
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“What?” He must have misheard.
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“I am Olivia Prince. I am your daughter.”
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Harry’s eyes went wide. “What?”
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“You got me pregnant. I bet that was not your order when you were told to get close to me.” Severus sneered at him. “I know that you used me. I know you thought that I was involved with Nott Jr’s new rise to power. I know that you had hoped I could get you evidence that would put me and others back behind bars. It never entered your small mind that I simply helped Mr. Nott find his footing after his family was killed.”
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Harry felt like someone had dropped a bucket of ice-cold water over him. “You know?” How did Snape find out?
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“Why do you think I left? I found out you were using me and that I was pregnant. I was so happy when I found out I was carrying our child. But then I overheard you talking to Mr. Weasley and Kingsley about what a chore it was to pretend to like me. That you were glad when you could arrest me, and be rid of my Death Eater stench. I could have confronted you, but I was doing what was best for my child.” Severus glared at him. “I also decided since I was just a job for you, you didn’t deserve to know you fathered a child.”
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“I have a daughter?” Harry took a step towards them. “I..” He was in turmoil; too many thoughts were racing through his head. “I..” What should he say?
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Olivia turned her back to Harry, “Can we go?”
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“Yes.” Severus grabbed her hand, and they apparated away. “Are you okay?” If it were up to him, she never would have met Potter.
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“He doesn’t look like much.” Olivia hugged her father. “Are you?”
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“I am. You know, he was wrong. They all were. It was not Nott Jr who was the new Dark Lord. It was Padma Patil. She went mad after she lost her sister. But they all immediately decided a Slytherin must be behind the new attacks. They never even considered someone else. A lot of people died before they got it right. It was not even them. It was Draco. You don’t remember him; he went to the ICW and informed them. The ICW stepped in, and within two days, everyone who was involved was arrested. It was a huge blow for the Ministry and everyone else who kept blaming Slytherins. Many were fired and crucified in the press.”
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“I am sorry.” Olivia returned to school and did some research. She asked for help, and after months of looking, she finally found something. She wrote several letters and hoped this would work. She got an answer three months later. She was happy, now she needed to tell her father. “Harry Potter was arrested.”
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Severus almost dropped his cup. “Excuse me?”
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“What he did to you was wrong. I hit the books, and I found out he broke the law. Aurors are forbidden from entering a sexual relationship with a suspect and from manipulating a suspect. He was also your handler, and you were his informant on paper. But he never told you that. He abused his power. Anyway, I wrote to the ICW and the British Ministry. The ICW answered me, and they arrested him. I am proof that he used you.”
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“What is the sentence?” Severus was proud of his daughter. He never thought of taking legal action against Potter. “You did well.”
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“Twenty years in Azkaban.” She hugged her father, “I found out that I have three siblings. He married someone named Ginny Weasley.”
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“Do you want to meet your siblings?” He would support her if she did.
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Olivia laughed, “No. They hate me. I am his firstborn, and all his money goes to me. His wife and children receive nothing. I am the reason he can’t get into most of his properties or why he can’t access the Potter vaults. There is some ancient family law that kicked in when I was born. They hate me because they couldn’t live off his vast money.” She received a few howlers from them, but ignored them.
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Severus laughed. “You should see about getting your money.” He kissed her temple. “I am glad to have you.”
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“Me too,” Olivia informed the papers about Potter; she wanted everyone to know what he did. Years later, she visited him in Azkaban. “I am the one who had you arrested.” She knew he blamed her father.
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“Why?” Harry never thought he would be here. He regretted agreeing to spy on Severus. His life was never the same after Severus left.
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“Because you hurt my father. What you did to him destroyed a part of him. And you know what is worse? You never once apologized for your actions and instead blamed him.” Olivia left, and she donated everything she was legally entitled to from Potter. She wanted nothing to do with his money. Two years later, she buried her father.

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James couldn't believe he was doing this, but he had to protect his son. He took a deep breath and rang the doorbell. He waited for a few moments, and the door opened. He looked at Lucius and pulled his son closer to his chest. “The prophecy is fake,” he blurted out.
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Lucius was surprised by the appearance of James Potter on his doorstep. He wasn't surprised by the words coming out of Potter`s mouth. They had figured it out. “Come in.”
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James followed Lucius inside. He swallowed hard when he looked at the assembled Death Eaters. His eyes landed on Voldemort, “Don't kill us.” He was scared for his son’s life.
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“Mr. Potter told me that the prophecy is fake.” Lucius sat down next to his wife. “Take a seat.”
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Voldemort raised a curious eyebrow, “Explain.”
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James took a steadying breath. “I overheard Lily talking to Molly Weasley and Albus Dumbledore. I arrived home early and wanted to surprise her. I was the one surprised. It's all a ploy to get the Potter fortune. Dumbledore expects you to come after Lily and me. You would kill us, but Lily would fake her death and go into hiding. Harry would go to Petunia and be raised by her and her husband. Harry would grow up ignorant of who he is until Hogwarts. He would not be aware of his responsibilities and so on. Albus would control the Potter fortune in the meantime. They already selected his friends and wife for him. Ron and Ginny. Albus wants Harry connected to a light family. It would paint him in a better light.”
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“The Weasleys.” Narcissa growled, “It would be their ticket to fame and money. Everyone knows that Molly wants to climb the social ladder, and that Arthur is working overtime to bring in more money.”
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“Albus already wrote a marriage contract.” James saw the horrified looks, “Between Harry and Ginny Weasley. But what Albus doesn't know is that only someone with Potter blood can write them and sign them. The contract would burn up, and punish those who’ve written it.” He sighed, “Lily would miraculously reappear and guide Harry towards the right path. There was talk of potions.” He put Harry down and watched him crawl towards Narcissa. He removed a scroll from his pocket. “I don't trust them not to use the imperious curse on me, that's why I went to Gringotts and had this drawn up. It's a betrothal contract for Harry.” He looked up and his eyes connected with someone in the room, “And Lord Prince.”
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Severus raised an eyebrow, “I take it you know then?” This night certainly was surprising. He wanted to approach James about this matter, but now he won’t have to.
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James nodded, “I had an inheritance test done for Harry. Harry is a Griffin, and you are his mate. I'm pretty sure that after my death, Albus would feed Harry all kinds of potions and put spells on him to make him fall in line, break your bond, or dull it. I don't want that for him. I know that interfering with a bond has consequences. Lily would agree since she hates you because you. She thinks Sirius will go along with her since he blames you for his brother’s disappearance. At least she thinks that.”
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Severus was laughing, “Black knows the truth. Reggie told me that Black bothered to look at the Black tapestry and found out that Reggie is married, and the reason he disappeared was that he became a father. Furthermore, you cannot break a bond. Even if you were to kill one mate, the bond would remain since that is part of the creature, and you cannot get rid of a creature. You can only dull a bond. Mask it.”
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“I know. I was with him when he found out.” James is glad that a bond cannot be broken. He never understood why Lily hated Snape. “Why does Lily hate you?”
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Severus grunted, “I was the one who told her about magic. I was the one who introduced her to the wizarding world. We were friends before we started at Hogwarts. Then, once I was sorted into Slytherin, I was less than dirt to her because she believed that Slytherin meant bad. She went from open-minded to closed-minded and bigoted really fast. She was also jealous of the fact that I was selected to be Master Kojima’s apprentice, and not her. I was better than her in every subject. She hates that I am into Dark Magic, and in her narrow-minded view, it means I am the next Mordred. To be honest, I am surprised you dated Lily. You and Black have more in common, and more chemistry.”
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“Because she has been using love potions on me.” James laughed bitterly, “I found her little stash last week. I was looking for something when I noticed something amiss. They were hidden behind the mirror.” He shook his head, “I have no idea how long.”
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“We can protect you.” An idea springs to his mind. “You say Lily was going to fake her death, and you die? There's a spell tied to a ward that can make the opposite happen. You would fake your death, and she would die.” Tom watched as Harry walked over to Severus, “You should know that Peter Pettigrew approached me. He wanted to join me, and he was willing to give me information about you and the order.”
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“It was clear that Dumbledore sent him.” Bellatrix had been silent until now. “He was too eager to take the mark. We were going to inform you since it was all fishy. Something has just not been adding up.”
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Severus picked up Harry, and magic washed over them. Harry giggled, “Tickles.”
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James looked at the betrothal contract in surprise. “You…you.”
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Lucius got up and looked at it. “You are married. Magic just bonded you two together, giving Harry all the protection he needs.” He chuckled, “Lady Magic, no doubt.”
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Harry played with the black hair, “Mine.” He felt safe.
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“Severus, my name is Severus.” He could feel their full bond, but doubts Harry could feel it too. He was too young.
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Harry patted Severus’ cheek. “Sev.” He planted a kiss on the cheek, giggling, “Mine.”
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“Yes. I am yours.” Severus kissed the toddler’s temple. Harry was his dominant. He had always known he was a submissive.
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James shook his head and refocused, “How did you know the prophecy was fake?”
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“I went to the Hall of Prophecies, and there was no orb with their names on it. I went again a week later, and suddenly there was one. I was able to pick it up, which should be impossible. Then I talked to the goblins, who confirmed none was made that day.” Lucius huffed, “Trelawny is not a real seer. She is a hack.”
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“Furthermore, who has a job interview at a pub?” Bellatrix rolled her eyes, “And Severus was conveniently caught before he could hear it all. If that wasn’t a setup, I don’t know what it was.”
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“I sent Lucius to check since I had my suspicions. I didn't want to go off half-cocked without having all the facts first. If the prophecy was true, I would have accompanied him to hear it for myself.“ Tom looked at James, “This is clearly a ploy for you to die. “
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“Sirius said the same. He went to his parents and told them what the others were planning. They took him back in and granted Harry and me their protection.” James sighed, “I told him to be cautious around the others. We don’t know who else is on it.”
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Lucius looked thoughtful. “Have you claimed your Lordship?”
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“No. My father is still alive. My parents retired to Hong Kong after I graduated. My mother fell in love with the city years ago.” James rubbed his chin. “You think they want me dead because I would not put them in charge of my estate. Currently, we only have access to my personal vault.”
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Severus nods, “Yes. The goblins have very strict rules. Every Lord has to undergo a test and a purge before they can access anything. If you are not in the picture, and Albus was nominated as Harry’s guardian, he could do with your estate as he sees fit. And he would pass all their tests.”
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“But the goblins would know if Lily faked her death.” Bella tapped her chin. “Unless they put Lily in a coma. That would work better than faking her death.”
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“I suggest you go to Gringotts and put everything in a high security vault. It would prevent them from gaining access. You can put rules in place.” Lucius rubbed his face, “Or better have your father do it.”
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James nodded. “I will talk to him. I know he doesn’t like Dumbledore, and if I am honest, he never liked Lily.”
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“Have you had an inheritance test done?” Tom regarded the man with an air of curiosity. “While you did one for your son?”
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“No.” James frowned. “Why would I need one?”
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Bellatrix stalked over to him, “Because you are heir Potter?” She sniffs him, “You reek of potions and spells. And not just a love potion.” She tilted her head, “And there is the fact that everyone believed you and my cousin would end up together.”
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James opened and closed his mouth. Suddenly, he felt a prick on his finger. “Ouch.” He glared at Bellatrix, “What did you do that for?”
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“Because I am going to do an inheritance test for you.” She took out a parchment, “And don’t be a baby.” She let his blood drop and cursed when she read the results, “You, dear James, need a purge.”
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James took the results and read them, “Fucking hell. Sirius is my mate?” He was always drawn to Sirius. “How did I not know I was a creature?” His anger mounted, “Fucking Dumbledore and Lily!” He handed it over to Voldemort.
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Name: James Fleamont Potter
Mother: Euphemia Potter
Date of Birth: March 27, 1960
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Creature: Griffin
Mate: Sirius Black
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Titles
Lord Gryffindor
Lord Peverell
Lord Potter
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Potions
Loyalty Potion keyed to Albus Dumbledore
Obedience Potion keyed to Albus Dumbledore
Obedience Potion keyed to Lily Potter
Loyalty Potion keyed to Lily Potter
Love Potion keyed to Lily Potter
Lust Potion keyed to Lily Potter
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Spell
Love Spell keyed to Lily Potter
Fertility Spell
Forgetting Spell
Obturas vinculum
Obturas creatura
Consentire maxima
Ligatus magicae
Odium in Severus Snape (broken)
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Tom was shocked, “Dear Merlin. Your magic’s been bound. That alone could kill you.” He looked at Narcissa, “Prepare the ritual room.” He turned back to James, “Get Black here. He needs to know.” They needed to get them bonded as soon as possible.
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“No need.” Sirius entered, following his brother, “My father took me to Gringotts after I refused to get an inheritance test. I got a purge.” He walked over to James and showed him his test.
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Name: Sirius Black III
Father: Orion Black
Mother: Walburga Black
Siblings: Regulus Black-Riddle
Date of Birth: November 3, 1959
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Creature: Griffin
Mate: James Fleamont Potter
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Titles:
Lord Black
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Potions:
Loyalty Potion keyed to Albus Dumbledore
Obedience potion keyed to Albus Dumbledore
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Spells:
Odium in tenebris magicae
Odium in familia ( broken)
Odium in Severus Snape (broken)
Obturas vinculum
Obturas creatura
Consentire maxima
Ligatus magicae
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“My mother believes that Dumbo used compulsions on the sorting hat to make sure I would go to Gryffindor. My parents believe Dumbo talked to me as soon as I was in the Gryffindor Tower, put me under the spells and potions, then obliviated me. I mean, my hatred for my family didn’t start till I started Hogwarts. And I really only hated my mother.”
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She walked over to her cousin, “The reason the spell to hate your family never really took hold is that your creature makes it impossible to hate your family. Your mother is not a creature; that is why you hated her, or tried to. The reason the hate spell towards Severus didn’t work is that your Griffin recognized him as family, so to speak. All Griffins are related. Just like all vampires are related.” Bellatrix looked at her cousin, “Your eyes are clearer. There were veils before.”
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“I feel lighter and healthier.” Sirius laughed, “I wasn’t going to go to see my family after James told me to. Something in my brain said no. I only went because I didn’t want to disappoint James.”
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Bellatrix chuckled, “Because James is your dominant. Your Griffin wants to please James. Even if your bond was dulled, your instincts wouldn’t leave you. That is also the reason you were following James around. I had my suspicions that you two were mates. Certainly more so after Reggie told us he was a chimera.”
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“And only magical people with a creature inheritance have children with a creature inheritance. Since I know that Lily doesn’t have a creature inheritance, we knew it was you.” Severus looked at James, “Your creature also recognised me as family. It knew that I would be your offspring's mate. Ideally, Sirius should have been his other parent.”
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Sirius chuckled, “I kinda am. I blood adopted Harry.” He walks over to them, “I have this urge to cuddle Harry.”
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“That is your creature,” Severus says, handing Harry over. “He sees Harry as his son.”
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“I can feel the bond between us.” Sirius kisses Harry’s temple. “It’s subtle.”
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Tom looked at the results of the test again, “This explains how you were able to have a child with someone who was not your mate. Since you and Sirius weren’t bonded, the potions worked on you, and you were able to sleep with her.”
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“And you never got protection.” Lucius frowned, “Why weren’t you wearing protective jewelry?”
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James shrugged, “I can’t tell you. It never occurred to me.”
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“Compulsions.” Bellatrixed sighed, “Compulsions would do the trick, and those don’t show up on an inheritance test. You have to take a special test with the goblins to find out if someone used compulsions on you.”
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“Can I do that after I get a purge?” James needed to know if compulsions were used on him.
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“Yes. Compulsions are more like orders given to you. They don’t stay in your system, like potions or some spells.” Lucius made a mental list. “I will contact your parents for you.”
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“Thank you.” James looked at Sirius, “What about your parents?”
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“They are mad. They said you can move in with me. Their home is protected from head to toe. My mother wants to kill Dumbledore.” Sirius gave him a sad smile. “She knew I was a creature and that you were my mate. She tried to tell me, but I always brushed her off, and then I moved out. She asked Reggie to bring me home, but then Reggie fell pregnant. She is just glad that I know the truth now. She was ready to involve the goblins.”
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James looked at Reggie, “Who is your husband? The tapestry didn’t say.”
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“Me.” Tom looked at James, “Reggie is my mate. I found out when I was twelve. I knew I had to wait a long time to meet him. As soon as it was legal, we bonded and got married, and we were expecting our first child soon after.” He laughed at the look of shock on Potter’s face. “Hmm. You need to realize that most of what you know about me or the others is a bunch of lies. Most are made up by Albus and his close followers. Death Eaters is a name coined by him. We don’t call ourselves that. And I certainly don’t use Voldemort. That name is stupid.”
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Sirius laughed, “I am getting that. I’ve been realizing for a while now that something is up. Albus has a secret agenda.”
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James agreed, “Albus was not happy that Sirius and I didn’t join the Aurors. That is when I realized Albus is not the nice guy he pretends to be.”
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Narcissa was back, “The room is ready.” She nodded at her cousins, “Reggie, Sirius.”
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Sirius looked fondly at Harry, who was asleep in Snape's arms. “Harry has never been this content. He looks so peaceful.”
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“He is always crying or whimpering when Lily holds him.”
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“Because he feels safe with his mate. And if I am right, he could sense that Lily wasn’t a creature. Let me guess, he calmed down for Sirius.”
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James nodded. “Yes. That is why Sirius has been spending a lot of time with us. It calmed Harry.”
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“I believe since Harry’s creature is awake for lack of better work, he wanted to fix you two. Harry’s creature sees Sirius as his other parent, not Lily.” Tom groaned, “That is why they need you dead. I am sure they also have something planned for Sirius to get him out of the way. If they did something to Harry, your instincts would tell you something was wrong. What many don’t know is that if you block a creature or dull a bond. The instincts remain.”
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“I believe they are acting now because you and Sirius are overcoming whatever they did to you. Both of your creatures want to be free again, and they want to raise Harry.” Reggie looked at his brother, “The fact that you two were in proximity to each other helped. Your instincts recognised each other. If you were living apart, well, I hate to say this, but sooner or later, it would have driven you both mad, and you would have committed suicide.”
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“He's right. It happened in the past. I will lend you a book.” Tom walked over to them. “You both look older than you are. I believe the dampened bond aged you faster. Normally, you age more slowly, or, like in my and Severus’ case, you stop aging at fifteen until your mate reaches your age. Then you will age again. I am fifty-five years old, but I look like a twenty-year-old.”
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Sirius frowned, “So Severus will be fifteen for another fourteen years?”
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“Yes.” Severus chuckled, “Only those with a creature inheritance themselves can tell that I stopped aging. To the outside world, I am simply retaining my youthful looks. According to my Muggle ID, I am twenty-one.”
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“I want to know how Dumbledore found out you two were creatures and mates. That is not public information.” Bellatrix paced in the room. “A creature's inheritance either develops after your eighth birthday or not. Your mate doesn’t reveal themselves until you are thirteen. And on both occasions, you need an inheritance test for the information to be revealed. I know that the Ministry has made it mandatory for all children to get tested when they are eight. But those tests are handled by the goblins. And the goblins take privacy very seriously. They just executed another goblin last week for breaking their laws.” She stopped, “Unless Dumbledore cast spells on you by himself and found out.” She started pacing again. “Sirius, when you were eight, your mother took you to the Ministry to get the test done.”
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“I don’t remember that.” Sirius tried to find the memory, but came up empty. “There is nothing.”
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“Because you were obliviated. Your mother was happy that you were a creature. Then you went to Hogwarts and started to distance yourself from your mother.” Bellatrix stopped again, “That was Dumbledore, we know this. But the spell to hate your brother failed. You two were always hanging out. I am pretty sure you were obliviated more than once. And others as well.”
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James laughed, “You sound like a detective.”
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Bella smiled, “It’s because I am. I got my license in the Muggle world, and I am a PI.”
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“What?” James was surprised, “I thought you hated Muggles.”
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Bella snorted, “That is what you were told. I live in the Muggle world, and we are in the process of adopting a Muggle child. Rodolfus is a chef and owns his own restaurant, and his brother Rabastan works for MI6, and he is married to a squib with three children.”
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“Albus lied about Andy being disinherited because she married Ted.” Sirius shrugged, “I asked her, and she told me it was all baloney.”
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“Our parents weren’t happy, but accepted her choice. But we can talk more later.” Narcissa led them to the room. “I am sure if Harry were not born, you would be none the wiser.” She motioned to a stone table. “Lord Potter, please lie down.”
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“You will feel a tingling.” Sirius took a deep breath. “Can I help?”
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“We will be chanting, you are the one who is closest to him. You will be leading.” Narcissa lit some candles. “Your Griffin will know the words.”
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“Okay.” He took Narcissa’s hand in his left and Bella’s in his right. He started to chant in a language unknown to him. Several voices joined him. He could feel the air shifting, and he fell into a trance. Once it was done, he felt high. “Wow.”
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Bella chuckled. “You might want to sit down. It will pass in a few moments.”
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He sat down and closed his eyes. “What language was that?”
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“Creature language. It diverged from Gobbledegook. Every creature speaks it.” Tom looked at Reggie, “Do you know where the book that explains about creatures is? They would benefit from reading it.”
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Reggie rubbed his chin, “I think I saw it lying around the kitchen.” He looked at his brother, “You can’t summon the book. Only someone who is a creature can read it. In the wrong hands, it could be disastrous.”
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Sirius heard a moan. James was waking up. “James?” He walked over and helped him sit up. He was hugging James. “I can feel our bond.” The subtle tugging he felt towards James is now almost overwhelming.
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“Me too.” James felt like a missing piece was given back to him. He felt whole again. He acted on instinct, grabbed Sirius, and kissed him, “Merlin, I love you.” His feelings for this man in front of him had never been clearer. “I’ve been in love with you for years. It was always under the surface.” He murmured, “My subconscious wanted you.”
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“I love you too.” Sirius kissed him back, fiercely. “What now?” He growled, “My Griffin is jealous of Lily.”
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“Mine is jealous of all the girls you shagged.” James was disheartened. “You should have been my first. We should have been each other’s first.”
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Sirius wrapped his arms around him, “We will be in a way. You will be the first man whose cock I will suck. Or who will top me?”
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“True.” James rested his head against Sirius’s shoulder. “I feel like I got a second lease on life.”
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“What happens now?” Sirius wondered what else would be revealed to them.
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“You get a room, shag, and bond.” Bellatrix smirked, “Once you are bonded and all shagged out, we can talk.”
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“I have to go home soon, or Lily will wonder where I am.” James would love nothing more than to bond with Sirius right now. “I don’t know if I can pretend that I don’t know the truth.”
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“You can.” Sirius nodded, “Lily doesn’t like it when James is gone for too long. Now I know why. She feared he would find out the truth.”
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“How about you surprise her with a spa weekend? It would give us time to talk.” Bellatrix looked through her purse and found a card, “Here. Set something up for her.”
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“Thank you.” James took the card. “What if she or Albus tries to get into my head? My occlumency shields are not that strong.” He didn’t trust his wife or former headmaster not to look into his head.
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Severus handed Harry back, “I have a potion for that. It will last a month.” He left and came back a few minutes later, “For both of you.” He stroked Harry’s cheek, “His mind is shielded, even if it weren’t, no one can enter a toddler's mind without damaging it. It is a one-way trip to Azkaban.”
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James drank it. “We need to go.” He bade goodbye and left. At home, he put Harry to bed. He talked for a bit with his wife and went to get some sleep. He dreamt of Sirius that night. The next day, he surprised her with the spa weekend. “You deserve this. You’ve done so much. Harry and I will be fine for a few days.” He knew she would jump at the chance to get away.
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Lily was touched. This was so thoughtful. “Oh, James. Thank you.” She hugged and kissed him. She could not wait to be away from them for a few days. She was going to use compulsions on him, but now she won’t have to.
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He kept busy and avoided his wife as best as he could. Which was easy, his wife spent most of her time at the Burrow, most likely plotting. James returned to Malfoy Manor a week later. “Lily is at the spa. I have three days.” He handed Harry over to Narcissa, “Sirius and I will be at his place to bond.” They didn’t want to be interrupted.
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“Pity. I wanted to walk in on you.” Bellatrix laughed, “Joking. I have no interest in seeing that.” She tickled Harry, who giggled. “Is he allergic to anything?”
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“No.” James kissed his son goodbye, “Be good.” He returned the next day with Sirius. Both were smiling from ear to ear. They both felt complete. “How was Harry?”
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“He was an angel. Bella read him a bedtime story and played with him.” Narcissa hummed, “He and Draco did get along well.” She was glad for that. She feared Draco would be jealous.
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James sat down. “Where is he?” His creatures longed to hold his son and to complete the familial bond.
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“With Severus. Harry conceived him to nap with him.” Lucius chuckled, “Severus agreed to avoid a tantrum.”
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“We need to figure out what to tell Remus. Should we bring him in?” Sirius doesn’t want to keep this from his friend. “We trust him not to run to Dumbledore and sell us out.”
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Lucius cleared his throat, raising his voice a little, “Why don’t you join us?”
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Remus entered with Draco in arms. He sat down, “James, Sirius.” He saw the confused look on their faces. “I am glad you found out the truth.” He kissed Draco’s temple, “Draco is my mate. I am a real werewolf. I was born one and not bitten. That was all a ploy by Albus to make me indebted to him.” He sighed, “Greyback sought out my father after Albus approached him. Greyback is also a born werewolf and, as such, immune to some spells. After he told my father, my father met with Tom. The attack on me was faked. It was my father who made it public that I was bitten, and that he had already talked to the board about me attending Hogwarts, undercutting Dumbledore. We would have gone to the Ministry, but back then, Albus had people crawling everywhere.”
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“That is also the reason why more creatures have been attending Hogwarts.” Lucius smirked, “Albus could not use the board as an excuse to forbid them.”
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Sirius ran a hand through his hair. “What else don't we know?”
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“A lot. But now is not the time. We should talk about what we are going to do. Whatever we do, we will inform the Minister.” Lucius informed them that the Minister was on their side. “Harold doesn’t trust Dumbledore.”
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James saw Voldemort enter, “Why did you ask me to bring my cloak?”
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“Because I want you to summon Death.” Tom handed him a stone, “It’s the resurrection stone.” He sat down. “I was told you disarmed Dumbledore during the dueling club. If my reasoning is correct, the Elder Wand will answer to you. With your cloak and the stone, you should be able to summon Death.”
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“How?” James always thought the Deathly Hallows were a myth. “Does it even work without the wand?” He touched the cloak and palmed the stone. “Death?”
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The room darkened, and a chill breeze settled over the room. The fireplace sprang to life, and from it emerged a cloaked figure. “James Potter. I am your servant.” The deep baritone voice echoed through the room, “I am Death.”
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“Hello.” James swallowed, “Ehm, sit down.” He looked at Voldemort, “What now?”
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Death chuckled, “Relax. I am sure Tom here has a plan.” He whistled, and a dog sat down next to him. “Ask your questions.”
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“Alright.” Tom opened his small notebook. “Is Gellert Grindelwald pretending to be Albus Dumbledore, and is Albus Dumbledore dead?”
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Death laughed. “I knew it. I knew you would figure it out. Yes, and both accounts. Albus Dumbledore died in 1921 during a secret meeting with Gellert Grindelwald. Gellert didn’t kill him; Albus had an allergic reaction to puffer fish. Gellert saw an opportunity and decided to take over Albus’ life. He used an ancient spell that is like a polyjuice potion, but permanent. He faked his death and then lived as Albus.”
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Tom was vindicated; he knew it. “Are Molly Weasley and Lily Evans his daughters?”
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“Yes. Both have different mothers. Gellert likes to sleep around. He has more children, but most are not useful to him.” Death petted his dog, “And yes, he is intending to marry his grandchildren to each other.”
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“Can the spell he used be cancelled?”
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“I can do that.” Death looked at Tom, “It doesn’t matter when you do it. He is cooked.”
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Sirius frowned, “But if we do it now. We won’t have anything on Lily and Molly.”
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“He is right.” Death shrugged, “I can expose Gellert now. Even with the inheritance test, Lily can claim that she had no knowledge. She can beat veritaserum and would face no consequences. Even the potions she has could be explained away.”
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“Would one of them become a Dark Lady to continue their father’s work?”
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“Yes. Lily would leave Britain, gather masses, and declare war. Molly would be secretly helping her. The war would last decades, and since Lily grew up in the Muggle world, she would use Muggle weapons. A lot of people would die.”
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“So we'd better deal with the devil we know.” Tom sighed, “So we fake an attack, kill Lily, and fake James’ death.”
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Death nodded, “That is the best way to go. You would be eliminating a great threat. And I can help you fake James’ death.”
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“Or better yet, we don’t fake it. We have James survive the killing curse and prevent Tom from harming Harry.” Bellatrix made a note, “Albus would be stumped.”
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Remus cleared his throat, “Or better yet. Tom doesn’t attack them at all. Gellert is counting on Tom to attack them.” He looked at James, “I take it Lily has her own potions lab?”
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“Yes.”
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“If we want to kill Lily, she can have a potions accident.” Remus looked at Death, “And you could make sure they would find evidence of Lily using potions on James, which then would lead to James getting examined. You could make sure they find potions and spells on him.”
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Sirius frowned, “But wouldn’t Gellert be suspicious if no potions or spells tied to him were found. Unless you want those to be found too.”
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“Or we ask Death to simply kill Gellert, Lily, and Molly.” Bellatrix shrugged, “It’s the easiest solution, and I don’t know about you, but I don’t see why we should draw this out. Kill Gellert first, expose him. Then kill Lily, and go with Rem’s idea. Lastly, eliminate Molly.”
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Death chuckled, “I like you.”
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“I think we should listen to Bella.” Narcissa handed out some tea, “I want Draco to grow up in peace. There is unrest at the moment, unrest created by Gellert.”
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Lucius nodded, “I agree with my wife.”
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James and Sirius had a silent conversation, “We are in.”
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“Alright.” Tom got up, “Gellert exposure needs to be public.”
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Death hummed, “He is currently talking to the Minister in the middle of the atrium.”
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Lucius smirked, “It’s rush hour. A lot of people will be there.”
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James took a deep breath, “Death, I order you to expose Gellert Grindelwald, and kill him. A heart attack at his age won’t raise any red flags.”
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The dog barked, “Done.” He snapped his fingers, and they could see what was occurring at the Ministry. Albus slowly turned into Grindelwald, the man screamed, and people drew their wands. Gellert clutched his heart, fell, and died. “Tell me when you want to kill Lily.”
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“She is at a spa. Let’s wait four days.” James looked at Bellatrix, “Any idea what to do about Molly?”
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“I would suggest going the same route as Lily. Potion accidents.” Bellatrix smacked her head. “I am sure they are brewing together. Two birds and one stone, and all that.”
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“That would be easier." Death chuckled, “Less work for me.”
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James nodded, “Do that.” He saw Severus enter with Harry in his arms. He took Harry and kissed his temple. He felt their bond connect.
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Severus looked at Death and raised an eyebrow, “Welcome.”
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Bellatrix filled him in, “Anything to add?”
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“Since we are killing people, add Pettigrew to the list. He is Gellert’s son.” Severus saw the shocked looks, “It is fairly obvious.”
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Death laughed, “He is right. Gellert only found out this year that Peter was his son. And he sent him here to spy on you. You are not doing as he expected.”
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“Well,” James cleared his throat, “Any more surprises?”
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“Sirius is pregnant,” Death smirked, “Twins. Two daughters.”
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Bellatrix laughed.
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Molly and Lily were brewing, “I can’t believe father is dead.” Lily missed him. He was a good sounding board. He was the reason she married James. She was promised money, but so far she hasn’t seen much of the riches.
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“I want to know how he was exposed.” Molly fumed. Who was supposed to lead them now? “We need to continue his work. We need to get rid of Voldemort.”
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“I will kill James. I will make it look like a Death Eater killed him.” Lily was tired of being married to James. “We will bond Ginny and Harry.” She couldn’t wait to pawn her son off to her sister. “Then I will fake my death as planned.”
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Suddenly, the cauldron bubbled over, and a green cloud consumed the room. The toxic fumes attacked the two people in the room. Boils covered them; their skin started to burn. They coughed up purple blood, holding their stomachs. They collapsed on the floor, slowly dying.
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Tom dropped down on the couch, “They found mountains of evidence against Lily and Molly. They both have been using love potions on their husband. Both underwent testing, and it was revealed that James was under potions and spells tied to Albus, who we know was Gellert. They also found out that Sirius was his mate. They urged them to bond.” He smirked, “Not that they minded to shag.”
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“Was Siri also examined?” Reggie was happy for his brother.
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“Yes. His pregnancy didn’t show up. Death made sure the healers saw what we wanted them to see.” Tom pulled his husband closer, “Harold is going to release a statement. We will be cleared of any wrongdoing. Most deaths caused can be attributed to Lily, Molly, Kingsley, and Moody.”
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“Will you take over Hogwarts?”
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He kissed him, “Yes.” Tom was ready to lead Hogwarts into a new age.
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Harry was playing with his sister’s car, “Dad?”
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“Yes?” James walked over to his son.
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“Does it hurt?” He felt his face redden.
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James sat down. “Does what hurt?”
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“Sex.”
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James cleared his throat, “No, if you do it right. It won’t hurt. It might sting at first and feel uncomfortable, but it won’t hurt.” He
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“Good.” Harry couldn’t look at his father, “Sev and I will bond on my birthday.”
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“You are already bonded and married.”
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“We know, but we want to have sex and do the ritual bonding anyway.” It was important to them.
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James nodded, “Alright.”
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Ginny kept her head down. She was invisible. Just as she wanted. Her mother left her instructions, and she had been following them. Soon, Harry would be hers, and she would be Lady Potter. She would elevate the Weasley name. She would finish what her grandfather started.
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James looked at the charred body of Ginny Weasley, “What did she try to do?”
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“She filed a false marriage contract. She instantly burned to death.” Tom sighed, “Molly left her instructions to continue Gellert’s work. She wanted to become Lady Potter.”
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“How didn’t she know that Harry was married to Severus?” This explained why Lady Magic married them all those years ago.
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“She thought that her mother bonded her to Harry, and that the contract would break Harry and Sev up.” Tom shook his head, “She was foolish.”
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James nodded, “What about Granger? Is she still a nuisance?”
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Tom snorted, “Ron Weasley put her in her place, and now she is demanding a transfer.” He had been headmaster of Hogwarts for over a decade. “She won’t last long in Salem.”
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“Sirius is pregnant again.” James huffed, “No matter what we try, contraceptives don’t work.” They had eight daughters over the years. “Even if I pull out, he ends up pregnant.”
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“It’s because your bond was dulled. I have this theory that it will give you a child for each year it was unconsumed.” Tom shrugged, “Or you are very virile.”
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Death welcomed James, “Good to see you again.”
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“I feel young again.” James was barely able to move in his old age.
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“Everyone is young here. We can’t have you be slower than a snail.” Death showed him to his home. “Sirius will be with you in the blink of an eye.”
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James nodded. He missed his husband. “Where is Harry?” His son died over half a century ago, and Severus died a minute after Harry. He and Sirius took care of their two children.
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“Home. They will visit you soon.” Death opened the door. “Go inside.”
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James stepped into the house. He looked around; it was a copy of their home in Dublin. He blinked and looked at Sirius.
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Chapter Text

The war is over. They won. Harry is making his way back to the shack, “Sev?” He looks around the empty space. “Sev?”
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“Here,” Severus answers and meets Harry, who jumps into his arms and kisses him fiercely. He was so worried that something went wrong, and Sev would be dead. That someone would find Severus and kill him, or something else would have happened to him. Severus kisses down Harry’s jaw, “I’m alright, we are both alright.” He was worried, too, that their plan would fail, that Harry would die. But they are both alive.
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“I was so worried,” Harry waves his hand, and they are both naked. “I need you,” he kisses Severus again, his tongue plundering his mouth, his hands in Sev’s hair, pulling him closer. His cock is hard, and he can feel Sev’s erection against his.
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Severus moves them over to the ratty sofa. He puts Harry down, “What do you want?” He runs a hand through Harry’s hair and kisses him again as their bodies are grinding against each other.
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“Fuck me. Fuck me hard.”
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Severus kisses him again, then casts the lubrication spell on him and Harry. He looks into Harry’s eyes, “Contraception spell?”
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Harry strokes Severus’ cock and guides it to his entrance, “No.” He sinks down, moaning, “Yes.”
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Severus licks and nips down Harry’s throat, and he snaps his hips hard. “That’s it, love.” He plays with Harry’s nipples, sucking and biting them. Grunts and groans fill the air. His hand reaches down to grab Harry’s cock, and he strokes it. He lifts his head to kiss Harry again while he smears the precum over Harry’s cockhead and twists his wrists.
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Harry runs his hands down Sev’s back and cups Sev’s ass, “Faster.” Severus pounds into Harry faster and harder. Harry yells loudly when his prostate gets assaulted repeatedly. Severus sits up and puts Harry’s legs over his arms and fucks him faster than before. He moans when he sees Harry stroke his own cock. “You’re gorgeous like this. Full of my cock.”
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Skin slapping against skin and grunts fill the air for the next few minutes. Severus puts Harry’s legs around his waist, leans down, and kisses Harry. He is rutting into him, trying to crawl into Harry’s body. Harry screams. He loves it when Sev fucks him like this. He is so close, his cock is rubbing against Sev’s stomach, and after a few moments, he yells Sev’s name and spills between them. Severus grunts into Harry’s neck. He can feel Harry’s inner walls squeeze his cock, and he fucks Harry through his orgasm, and after a few more thrusts, he stills and cums deep inside Harry.
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Harry wraps his arms around Severus, panting. “I love you.”
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“I love you, Harry,” he kisses Harry’s neck, “So much.” He slips out of Harry and pulls him into his arms. They lie there in silence for a few moments, the sweat cooling on their bodies. “Do you want to stay or leave?”
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“Stay for now, I want to see what they will do next,” he says, kissing Sev’s chest. “Bella thinks Dumbledore will miraculously appear now that Dumbledore thinks he’s won.” He cleans them up. “You think it worked?”
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Severus shrugs. “We will find out in two weeks. We have portkeys to our home, we can leave whenever we want,” he kisses the top of Harry’s head. “We should go and join the others before they come looking.”
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“I am pretty sure Bella knows; she gave me this wink and smirk.” His aunt loves to tease him and make him blush. He gets dressed, “By now Amelia and Scrimgeour will have rounded up the Order.”
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A snake Patronus slithers into the room, “Albus is back, meet us in the forest. He claims you are dead.”
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Harry huffs, “Of course he does.”
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Severus puts his clothes back on, “Ready to shock the world?”
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Harry wraps his hands around Severus’ neck, “Yes, Sir.” Severus chuckles and kisses him.
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Bella sees them, “You made sure that the Shrieking Shack lived up to its name.” She had a feeling they would want to celebrate in their own way.
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Severus rolls his eyes, and Harry turns red. Tom laughs, then turns serious, “Amelia has informed me that Albus is proclaiming that we both died, that our duel unleashed a wave of magic, and everyone in our radius died and disintegrated. He admitted that he faked his death in order to work in the shadows. He also admitted that it was his plan to have Severus kill him to cement his role as a spy for him.” He looks at Severus, “He revealed that you have been spying for him all those years, and that you are a hero who walked a fine line.” He looks at Harry, “Headmaster Black told us that he plans to claim all your assets. He will produce a document that makes Albus your heir.”
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“I want to see his face when he realises that there is nothing in those vaults and no assets for him to use anymore.” Harry had everything moved to Sev’s vault years ago, and all his properties are under fidilus charm and can only be entered with a password and Harry’s or Sev’s blood. “And the magical wave would have been my binding coming undone.”
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“What about the fake marriage contract?” Severus cannot wait for everything to come out and blow up in Albus’s face. “He will push for it once he realises Harry is alive.”
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Lucius smirks, “Dobby burned it. They will have to create a new one, and any claims they make can easily be disproven. Not that a marriage contract will work.”
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“Ginny is playing the mournful girlfriend who lost the great love of her life,” Sirius tells them. He pats Harry on the back. “Hermione and Ron are being praised for helping you. Ron is loving the attention.” He looks at Tom, “Amelia and Scrimgeour are ready. Everyone is in the castle. She wants you to lock Hogwarts down once you enter.” He looks at Lucius, “Albus is claiming Draco killed himself because he failed at killing Albus, since Draco hasn’t been seen for over a year.”
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Narcissa rolls her eyes, “If Draco were dead, everyone would know it.”
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“He says you are keeping quiet because you are ashamed of him. Ron keeps saying Draco is a failure.” Sirius is tired of listening to Ron rant.
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She curses Albus, “I will have words with that man, and I will ask Draco to come here. I am sure he wants to be here as well.”
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Tom walks over to Harry, “Ready?”
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“Yes, Dad,” Harry hugs his father, then takes Severus’ hand in his. “Let’s make a scene.”
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Albus is looking at the masses, “We won, but the cost was great. We lost many people, including our savior, Harry Potter. He died too young, but he gave his life so we could live. We will need to rebuild, and we need to make sure we will not suffer another war. We need to make new laws, go against the dark harder to prevent another war.”
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“Where is Harry’s body?” Neville asks.
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“As I said, there is nothing left of him.” Albus is pleased with that. He counted on that happening.
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“Funny, seeing as I am alive and well,” Harry says making his entrance. He can hear gasps, and several people say that he is alive. “You are looking good for a dead man. Where have you been hiding and scheming? Sure was not any of my properties.”
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Albus puts on his best grandfatherly smile, “Harry, my boy. I am glad to see you alive. I thought you were dead.” How did the boy survive?
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“You just assumed. You never went to check the place where Tom and I were. If you had, and ran some scans, you would have realised that a simple wave of magic was released and nothing more. Honestly, why is no one ever checking up on what you say? No wonder all of this happened.“ He looks at Slughorn, “You are the biggest coward I’ve ever known. You cared more about your reputation than innocent lives. You are a disgrace, how did you sleep at night, knowing there were horcruxes out there, knowing you had important information. Instead you kissed ass and pretended you knew nothing.” He looks at Albus, “And you, after all you knew about the horcruxes for decades and sat on your ass and did nothing either. You let him run free and got off on the death and destruction you caused. Then again you are the Dark Lord.”
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The Great Hall falls silent, Albus clears his throat, “My dear boy, I fear the horcrux that lived inside your head has filled your head with lies. I fear you are seeing things that are not there. I am not a Dark Lord.”
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“There never was a Horcrux in Harry’s head,” Tom steps forward, and several people gasp. “As a matter of fact, I only created one. After I created that one, I had a vision. I only made you believe I created more. You have been chasing ghosts. We also know the prophecy was fake.” More gasps are heard. “We also found out that Harry is my son, I am his father, and James Potter is his other father, and Lily is his mother. Now, please explain to me how that happened, since I never lay with Evans.” More gaps are heard, and people start to whisper, “Furthermore, we know that Lily Potter was sterile and unable to have children, yet she was apparently pregnant with my son.” He looks at Albus with fury in his eyes, “They contacted me after they ran a scan on her and found out someone used a dark spell on Lily to mimic a pregnancy. Turns out James Potter was my husband and mate, and he carried Harry. But you know all this since Peter Pettigrew told you, and you ordered him to obliviate us. There is more, but we will get to that.”
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Albus’ stomach feels like lead. This cannot be happening; he needs to fix this. “A fine tale. How can we even know you are who you claim to be? This could all be an elaborate prank.”
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“He is telling the truth,” James and Lily Potter reveal themselves, James unfolds a scroll, “We went to Gringotts on his urging, and they did a thorough scan on both of us.” He enlarges the scroll, “Everyone knows you cannot fake goblin tests. This clearly says that Tom and I bonded when I was sixteen. We found old letters. Lily was my beard. She pretended to date me to avoid suspicions of my absences. Somehow Peter found out, and came running to you.”
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Everyone is trying to be the first one to read the tests; they are shocked. Lily copies her husband. “This is mine. After we found out, we got a purge. We sat down with Tom and came up with a plan. We faked the attack that night, and then James and I used disguises and traveled the world to find dirt on you.”
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James smirks, “I did renew my bond with Tom, and we had two more children.”
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Albus is fuming inside. They played him! He needs to find a way to fix this. He chokes on air when he sees Regulus Black. That man died years ago!
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“Surprised to see me?” Regulus glares at Albus. “I know you wanted me dead because I found out your secret.”
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“That is not all,” Sirius shows him his test. “We created a golem of me; it was he who took my place in Azkaban. We knew he wanted me out of the way; I would have taken custody of Harry. I joined them in America, where we have been hiding, and we have been digging into Albus’ past. We uncovered a lot. For instance, he killed his sister, his brother, and Gellert Grindelwald in 1899. The Gellert Grindelwald that tormented the world was a golem, as is his brother.”
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Albus’s eye is twitching. What is happening?
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Tom puts a hand on Harry’s shoulder. “Harry was never with the Dursleys; we placed a golem there. The first time they abused the golem, we had them arrested. When Hagrid came to tell Harry that he was a wizard, it was us using polyjuice potion pretending to be them. We wanted to see what you were going to do. We know the ticket was imbued with compulsions.”
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“Who raised Harry?”
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“I did, along with my husband. James is legally married to Lily in the Muggle world, but that is for appearances' sake. All the Death Eaters in Azkaban were also golems; we have been hiding under your nose, following your every move. You never once caught on that we were faking everything. I never killed Cedric. We informed him and his family of what was happening, and we relocated them. In fact, we relocated all those people you claim are dead.” Tom informs them.
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Narcissa walks up to Albus, “My son is not dead, contrary to your beliefs; we are not ashamed of him. And he is also not a werewolf, like you keep telling people. But spreading false information is what you do.”
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Ron snorts, “Then where is he? If he is not dead, I bet he is hiding because he is a failure.”
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“The only failure is you, weasel,” Draco states and makes his way towards his mother.
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Ron sneers at Malfoy, “What is that?”
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Draco rolls his eyes, “I would think you would know what a baby is. I mean, you were one once, as was your sister. Or did she come out all grown?”
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Ron growls, “Why do you have a baby?”
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“Because she is my daughter. I left school because I found out I was pregnant. We created the incident that would allow me to leave.”
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Ron splutters, “You had a kid?” He shudders, “You are one of those freaks who are unnatural.” Ron hears a growl. He turns around and sees Professor Lupin. “What? I am right. It is disgusting. Two men should not be together,” he snickers, “You are ashamed because you got knocked up by some random guy. I bet your parents are furious with you. That is why you fled.”
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Draco huffs, “Unlike you, I am not a manwhore. I know you slept with half the Hufflepuff and Gryffindor girls. And my parents are happy to have a granddaughter, and she was a surprise. We used the spells, but they failed. And my husband is definitely not some random guy.”
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Ron screeches, “Husband?” He laughs, “Who is desperate enough to marry you?”
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Remus puts his arms around Draco and their daughter, “Yes, husband. And I am not desperate. I am in love with Draco.”
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Ron has a disgusted look on his face and makes retching noises. Hermione swats his arms. She looks at Lupin, “I thought you were with Tonks?”
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Remus laughs, “She is like a sister to me. She is also dating Charlie.” He looks down at his daughter, and she is looking up at him, and he strokes her cheek. “Once I learned that Draco was pregnant, I faked an injury and went to him. Didn’t want to miss her birth.”
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“What is her name?” How did she miss this? What else did she miss?
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“Victoria,” Remus says, not looking up. He kisses Draco’s cheek, “Let’s go back home, it’s nap time.” Draco nods, and a moment later, they are gone.
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Narcissa looks at Albus, “As you can see, my son is alive and well. He and Remus have been taking care of their daughter. Not that they were needed.”
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Hermione pales, “Draco was underage! That is rape!” She can’t believe a former Professor would do that.
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Narcissa looks at Hermione, “This just shows your ignorance of our world. All magical beings are protected against rape. No one can be forced to have sex against their will.”
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“But Remus could be his father! It is wrong! How could you allow this to happen?” Hermione doesn’t understand this.
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Lucius taps his cane on the ground, “Draco and Remus love each other. We are not going to stand in the way of our son’s happiness. Frankly, you don’t deserve to know more. Their lives have nothing to do with you.”
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“Lucius is right, and we are getting off topic.” Tom looks at Albus, “Let’s continue to talk about you and your multitude of crimes. I know that Peter worked for you and that you knew he had been staying with the Weasleys all this time. I mean, Molly fed him and all and even fucked him a couple of times. Ron is his son after all.” He sees Albus pale and smirks, “I handed him over to Mme Bones when he came crawling back.”
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“WHAT?” Ron feels sick, “The rat is my father?”
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Reggie rolls his eyes, “Don’t act so surprised. You knew all along. It’s why you brought him to Hogwarts. So he could spy on Harry.”
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James glares at Albus, “We know that you put anti-apparition wards up at our home in Godric's Hollow, oh wait, it is your home, since the deed is in your name. After we found out about the spell, we knew it was Peter who did it, well, it was you, using polyjuice potion to disguise yourself as him, who did it.”
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“You’ve been alive all this time?”
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Tom nods, “I was. We all stayed in the background to see what Albus was going to do, or not do. For example, he was aware that Harry’s golem was being abused, but did nothing. He also illegally sealed the Potter wills. Albus believed me to be a wraith. When in fact, I was alive as ever. You can ask the people at MACUSA. We have been working with them.”
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“We both stated that under no circumstances was Harry going to Petunia. He was there when we made the wills, so he knew he was going against our wishes. Remus was another witness, and he was furious when he saw you place Harry at Petunia’s,” Lily tells him. “Or that you tried to frame him as a traitor.”
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“I still want to know why?” Tom stares at Albus, “What did you expect to achieve?”
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Albus snaps his mouth shut, and he shakes his head. “A fine tale, as I said. This is all a ploy against me. I did not do the things you are accusing me of,” he looks at Harry, disappointment written all over his face. “Harry, my boy. I cannot believe you would turn your back on me, on your friends, to align yourself with them. They have filled your head with lies.”
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Harry bursts out in laughter, “I was never on your pathetic side in the first place. I know that the meeting at King’s Cross was a setup.” He smirks, “It wasn’t me who was in Gryffindor. It was my golem. I was never friends with the lot of you.” he closes his eyes and changes into a taller man with black hair and blue eyes.
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“Cygnus Black.” Ginny gasps, “That was you?”
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Tom nods, “We came up with this plan ages ago. Harry was first going to pretend to be a lost Malfoy, but Sirius said that since he already had Black blood in him, it would make sense for him to be a Black. We were going to change his appearance with a ritual, but then we found out he was a metamorphosis. Harry chose this appearance.”
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“But you are still Harry Potter?” Ginny asks; she needs to know if she needs to charm him.
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Harry smirks, “Why? Want to date me to get my money? Get your hands on my heirlooms?”
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Ginny bats her eyelashes, “I love you, Harry. We are meant to be!”
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Bellatrix cackles, “You don’t love Harry. The Harry you knew was a fake, and you never interacted with Cygnus. Besides, if you loved Harry so much, why were you sleeping with half the castle?”
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“It is true, she offered to suck my cock if I was going to overlook her breaking curfew,” Carrow tells everyone. “I declined and gave her detention and deducted points. Next time I caught her, she offered to have sex with me, and that my sister could watch or join us. She would not tell anyone. I gave her detention for the rest of the year and filed a complaint against her with the board. And she lost all the points Gryffindor made. I also made sure everyone knew why they lost all the points.”
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Ginny wants the ground to swallow her, “That was not me.”
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Severus rolls his eyes, “Save it, I know it was you. I had the map, and unfortunately, I saw you with all the guys you were with.” He raises his voice, “I would caution you to get examined by a healer. You might have caught something.”
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Bella claps her hands, “We are getting off topic again,” she turns towards Albus, “The Longbottoms are fine by the way. Never tortured them, wasn’t even in the country when that happened. So which of your little devil worshippers did the deed? My money is on Mollykins. She likes to kiss your ass and suck your dick, I mean, you two’ve been fucking for decades. Ginny is your love child. You lied about being gay; you are what the muggles call bisexual.” She looks at Arthur, “Sorry to say this, but your wife’s been cheating on you with the old coot and others. Percy and Ginny are his children, Ron is Peter’s kid, the other four are yours.” She looks at Molly, “How young were you when you started opening your legs for him? Eleven? Twelve? I see where Ginny gets it from,” she looks at the youngest Weasley, “Rumor has it you were ten when you let Peter pop your cherry.”
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“EEEEEWWWW,” Harry makes gagging noises, “I did not need that image in my head.”
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“I thought he was gay, since he always kept checking me out.” Tom shudders, “Anyway, back to you, Dumbles, we know all your crimes, took us decades to uncover them all, but we did. You are not as smart as you think you are.”
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Albus strokes his beard, “I did not commit any crimes. I was not the one who started two wars and killed countless people because they have impure blood, according to you.”
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Tom laughs, “I am a halfblood, I would be going after my own people,” he can see the look of surprise on Albus’ face, “Didn’t think I would reveal that? Why would I hide that? I have been pretty open about it.”
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Bella groans, “He is right, he is proud that he is a halfblood, all that blood superiority came from your side. You even gave us the name Death Eaters, and you made everyone believe the dark mark is evil. Do you even know what it does? It connects all of us, and alerts us when someone is in trouble so we can get to them.”
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“We know you had Peter leave stuff with me that was oozing with compulsions,” Tom shows his ring, “You failed to take into account our heir rings or other protective jewelry. It was easy to figure out you would be mostly targeting families with dark cores. We were all prepared for you.” He can see several confused faces, “The war was all a farce, both were. We all made you believe there was one. Honestly, most of you are so gullible, how could you not tell it was all fake?”
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“Lily and I had our doubts. We both had a weird feeling. We did find out why.” James pecks Tom’s lips, “And my mate is proud to be a pureblood. And he was exonerated for Muriel’s murder, since you used compulsions on him.”
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Sirius nods, “I had doubts too, even before Lils and James contacted Tom. I had already met with Reggie, who told me everything after I took a vow. I was going to bring them in.” He looks at Molly, “I saw you kissing Albus once, but I was drunk and thought I was imagining things, turns out I wasn’t.”
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Harry yawns, “Can we get this over with? I want to go home.”
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Tom nods, “Very well,” he turns towards Flitwick. “Professor Flitwick, you are acting headmaster,” he turns to Sprout, “You are acting deputy headmistress.” He sneers at McGonagall, “You are fired.”
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Hermione gasps, “Who gave you the authority? You can’t do that!”
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“I am one of the Hogwarts heirs. We voted that I get to be in charge of the school. I have full power; I can hire and fire people. When I took control over the school last year, the first thing I did was fix the wards, which were a mess.” Tom looks at the other teachers, “Most of you will keep your jobs. Sirius will be the new history teacher. James will teach transfiguration, and Lily will teach potions. I will take over DADA.”
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“What about Snape?” Ron is fuming; he can’t believe they revealed his secret.
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Severus raises an unimpressed eyebrow. “I am retiring. I have put up with unruly students for long enough.” He looks at Harry, “Your turn.”
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“Right.” Harry clears his throat, “Ronald, Hermione, Ginny. I know you were paid to be my friends. I know that you all used spells and potions on me. Well, golem me. I know those were meant for me. Anyway, the goblins forwarded a copy to the Ministry. Love potions. Lust spell. Obedience spell, etc. And don’t even deny it. Lying will just make it worse for you.” He yawns again, “The golem recorded everything you ever did to him. Or said. We won’t even need a confession.” He glares at Ginny, “I will never be yours. I am happily married and hopefully expecting our first child.”
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Ginny is mad, “Who did you marry?” She will kill them.
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“None of your business.” Harry looks at his father. “Can we leave? I’ve been up for two days, and ready to crash.”
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Tom nods, “Sure. Go with Dad and Aunt Lily.”
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Rufus has been quiet until now, “Albus Dumbledore, Molly Weasley, Ron Pettigrew, Ginny Dumbledore, Hermione Granger, you are all under arrest.” They are stunned before they can leave, “You will face justice at last.”
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“We will release a comprehensive statement during the week.” Amelia snaps her fingers, and the scenery changes from dark and stormy to light and sunny. “Simple illusion spell.”
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Tom watches as Albus and Molly are pushed through the veil. “Good riddance.” The trials had lasted two months. They both had proclaimed their innocence, but it was fruitless. The evidence condemned them. He turns towards his husband, “The teens are next.”
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“Hermione is the only sensible one. She pleaded guilty and accepted her fate. She wants to return to the Muggle world and become a lawyer.” James wraps an arm around Tom, “Ron and Ginny believe they can get out of this.”
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“There is none.” Tom is proven right. Ron and Ginny are sentenced to fifty-two years in Azkaban. “I want another child.”
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James smirks, “Good thing I am pregnant then.”
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Harry is rocking his son, “I heard that Ron tried to file a marriage contract for Ginny and me.”
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“Correct.” Severus is playing with their eldest son, “He lost his eyesight and hearing.” An hour later, they are in the kitchen. “I finally dragged down Umbridge. Handed her over to the ICW. She will be executed for her crimes.”
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“Many will be glad.” Harry yawned, “Dad wants to know when we will visit.”
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Severus sighs, “He just wants us to babysit so he and Tom can go to a play in the Muggle world.”
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Harry chuckles, “We are living in the same country. And my sisters love you.”
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“Fine. Tell him in two days.”
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Draco is laughing, “Ginny tried to have sex with a dementor?”
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“Yes. She doesn’t accept that she did anything wrong.” Remus kisses him, “She and her brother have been scheming; the guards have heard it all.”
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“I hope they will receive the Dementor’s Kiss.” Draco hasn’t spared much thought for the two redheads over the past two decades. “I heard that Granger is now working for the US government as a DA.” Their eldest daughter is studying medicine in the US.
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Remus hums, “She got off too easily. I feel like she got a free pass when they removed her memories of the magical world.”
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“To be fair to her. She only used compulsions; the other two used more harmful spells on the golem.” Draco snorts, “Still can’t believe that some say they are living in an illusion created by Voldemort.”
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“Some people are hopeless.”
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