Harry groaned as he woke up, his head pounding. His body felt weak and frail and his magic felt fragile. He rolled over and gave a gasp of pain as his body screamed in agony. Someone hurried over and put a smooth, glass vial on his lips and poured a sweet tasting potion down his throat and he fell back asleep.

 

He woke again, this time with no pain, in a richly decorated room. It screamed wealth and class at him as he looked around. As he got up, he found his wand by his bedside table. He grabbed it and quickly flicked it. His silk pyjama’s quickly transformed into normal Muggle jeans and a shirt. He left the room, opting to explore than to stay put. He still didn’t know where he was, though he doubted that whoever took him here meant no harm or else they wouldn’t have left his wand there. He felt a slight dizzy spell come over him as he was walking down a luxurious hallway. He stopped and gasped as it became stronger, and he fell right in the middle of the hallway.

 

The next time Harry woke from his slumber, he was not alone. Surrounding him, peering at him in concern was Albus Dumbledore, Joseph Green, Severus Snape, Amanda Snape and Alastor Moody.

”Hi,” Harry uttered as he looked around. He was back in the room again.

 

“Harry my boy!” Albus said in relief. He was dressed in his purple robes that looked oddly formal and official and blended into the surroundings. “You gave us quite a scare!”

 

“I try.” Harry remarked dryly.

 

“Harry.” Green greeted. His robes were much different than Albus’s, with the silver trim and the classy battle robes worn by the best Aurors.

 

“Hey.” Harry nodded back. “What’s the damage report?” he asked instantly.

 

“There was significant damage.” Albus said as he took in Harry’s gaze. “Not to mention that our existence has just been played on every news and media program in the world.”

 

“Shit happens.” Harry said tiredly.

 

Alastor snorted, his magical eyes spinning. “Potter, I heard you got a few Death Eaters. Showed those scum, did you?”

 

“You bet I did.” Harry said automatically.

 

“Potter.” Snape addressed neutrally. “I see you have managed to survive, maybe there is hope for you yet.”

 

“You know Professor, your lovely comment get me through the day.” Harry retorted sarcastically. Severus sneered at him just as his sister came up next to him.

 

“Hey, Harry.” Amanda said.

 

“Excuse me?” Someone interrupted. Some of the most powerful wizards for the light turned around to see a Muggle man speaking. Albus, Alastor, Joseph and Amanda recognised him immediately while Harry and Severus remained clueless.

 

“Hello Charles.” Albus said brightly. “My, you have grown.”

 

“You two know each other?” Harry asked as he gestured towards them.

 

“I have visited his house several times in the past.” Albus said brightly.

 

“Oh.” Harry said. A Mediwizard came up to him and started running his wand over his injuries. Harry scowled and yelped as a jolt of pain ran through as the Healer started prodding his wand at him.

 

“Can’t handle a little bit of pain Potter?” Severus sneered.

 

“Could you?” Harry challenged. “Because I saw you crouching behind your little barricades while I was duelling.”

 

“You call that duelling?” Severus scoffed. “Duelling requires etiquette and protocol, it is an a measure of grace and skill. You lack these particular traits in your pathetic duelling style.”

 

“Funny, I seem to remember my ‘pathetic duelling style’ blasting you to unconsciousness against the shrieking shack!” Harry shot back.

 

Severus scowled angrily, before he yelped as his sister grabbed his ear. “Play nice Sev.” She warned. “He’s just a kid.”

 

Harry gave him a smug look and Severus smirked. “You’re right Amanda; he’s just a small, whiny brat of a kid.”

 

Harry’s smug look disappeared and he fought the urge to hex Snape up the wall.

 

“Harry!” Albus chastised and Harry scowled but relented.

 

“Interesting friends you have Mr Dumbledore.” Charles commented. “Mind introducing us?

 

“But of course!” Albus said delighted. “This is Severus Snape, Potions Master and Professor and Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, winner of the golden cauldron, inventor of the Benegtio Potion and the Wolfsbane Potion, certified in Legilimency and Occlumency and the Heir of the Snape fortune. He is a master in espionage and is a Warlock.”

 

“And a git.” Harry muttered. Severus shot him a look that Harry brushed off. Personally, he was impressed by the amount of accomplishments Snape had achieved…but he’d never admit it.

 

“The fine man over there is Alastor Moody, finest Auror in over 100 years, Master of Duelling, winner of the 1954 duelling competition. He’s a retired Auror and a tactical commander of the Order of Phoenix. He holds the Order of Merlin First Class and the Platinum Staff award, the Silver Shield trophy and seven Purple Wand pins and is a Sorcerer. Albus continued. Alastor bowed with some difficulty. Harry wondered for a brief moment if the man, Charles, actually knew what the elderly Headmaster was talking about, because he was having some trouble keeping up.

 

“This gentleman over here is Joseph Green, Second on Command of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. He is the highest-ranking Auror on staff, and has received the Chess Medal for Tactics and Strategy and four Purple Wand pins and is a Warlock.” Albus said and Joseph bowed as well. Harry was beginning to feel he was missing something really important.

 

“This lovely young lady over here is Amanda Snape, currently an Unspeakable. Unspeakables are a bit like your MI-6 and all information regarding them is classified.” Albus said. Amanda flourished formally.

 

“This young man is Harry James Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived and current sixth year student at Hogwarts. He is Defeater of Voldemort on three occasions, Slayer of the Basilisk, Winner of the Triwizard Tournament and youngest Seeker in a century. He holds a Special Award for services to the school and is the Security Officer in charge of Hogwarts. Harry here is a High Sorcerer, if my estimations are accurate.”

 

“Gee, when you say it like that.” Harry muttered. He put his hand out. “Just call me Harry.” He said. Charles stared at his hand before grinning and shaking it.

 

“Just call me Charles.” He said. Harry nodded.

 

“Harry, do you know who this is?” Albus asked.

 

“Yeah, he’s Charles.” Harry said, looking at the Headmaster oddly. Behind him Joseph sighed, Amanda groaned and Moody scoffed. Severus was also at a blank.

 

“Severus, do you know?” Albus asked, his twinkle bright. At Severus’s denial, he smiled. “Maybe you and Harry do have similar traits after all.”

 

Harry immediately put his hand on his head, feeling his hair. “My hair isn’t greasy, is it?”

 

Severus gave an icy look. “Potter, your hair looks like it can hold a nest of penguins in it and still fit in a family of sparrows.” He taunted.

 

“Snape, I’m wondering why after thirty years of people giving you shampoo for your birthday and Christmas, why you still haven’t gotten the hint.” Harry snapped.

 

“Boys, Boys!” Albus said. “This is Charles, the Prince of Wales and heir to the throne of England.”

 

Harry looked dumbstruck. “Oh.” He said.

 

Charles laughed. “Relax Harry.” He said. “I’m not going to impeach you!”

 

“Okay…that’s good.” Harry said slowly. “Hey, wait a minute! You’re that guy from the train station!”

 

“That’s right.” Charles said. “I have to thank you for saving my life.”

 

“Don’t mention it.” Harry waved it off.

 

“So unwilling to bask in your fame for once?” Severus scoffed.

 

“It’s more like that I don’t want you to feel bad Professor Snape.” Harry said earnestly. “I mean, I am more powerful, gifted, influential, charming, charismatic and much more better looking than you are. I don’t want you to feel lonely.”

 

“That’s forty points off Gryffindor!” Snape hissed, red blotches on his cheeks.

 

“Children, Children.” Albus admonished. “Settle down.”

 

Harry and Snape glared at each other. No matter how many times Dumbledore told him that Snape was trustworthy, he would never like the guy.

 

“Harry, I feel that you should see this.” Albus said and handed him a newspaper. Harry took a look at the London Times. He started reading and groaned once he was finished.

 

Magical World Discovered! The secret cover-up for over one thousand years!

 

As Prince Charles made his way to the London Railway Station, enthusiastic fans and media met him in a parade of glitter. However, upon entering the station, the strangest thing to ever have happened to the world occurred. Walls disappeared as robed figures fought, throwing fire and beams of light at each other. People disappeared and reappeared several metres away, glowing barriers stopped bullets and creatures that were once thought to exist only in myth were seen. A large-scale magical battle was taking place in the very heart of London. As Media crews captured this exciting yet terrifying battle, the broadcasts were shown all over the world. As the battle ended, governments and countries admitted that there was a magical world that lived side by side with us.

“This world is full of everything that we regard as myth, folk lore and crazy talk.” The Prime Minister of England addressed the nation.

“Together, our government has worked side by side them in trying to stop evil forces from gaining a foothold in out beautiful land.”

However, like all cultures and societies there are the good and the bad. The magical world, (Also known as the Wizarding World) has been at war with a scion and a dictator for several years. The self-proclaimed Dark Lord Voldemort had been plaguing and terrorising the magical and our world for years. He is so feared that most wizards (Male Magic Users) and witches (Female Magic Users) do no utter his name, instead calling him You-Know-Who, and He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named as those who do use his name are considered opponents and hunted down and murdered.

 

“Lord Voldemort is a maniac. He ranks up with Aldolf Hitler and Joseph Stalin.” The Prime Minister said. “He is biased and prejudiced against those without the ability to perform magic. He is a threat to all of society and is the closest thing to the devil on Earth.”

 

Indeed, Lord Voldemort even looks the part. Pictures show him as a 6 foot, five inch skeletal and thin man, with pale wasted skin, no hair, slits for a nose and red gleaming eyes. Sources say that Lord Voldemort was once an eager young wizard who sunk into the darker aspects of magic and when he reappeared he started his vindictive vendetta against those of Muggle (Non-Magical) nature or descent. He believes that those only with pure blood, those who have been descended from a long line of wizards should be able to live freely.

 

“Thomas was a wonderful student. He was every professor’s dream.” Says Albus Dumbledore, official ambassador between the Magical and the Muggle world and the man considered to be the most powerful wizard alive since Merlin. “He was bright, eager and intelligent. However, he has changed from the young student to a terrible man who will do nothing to stop at world domination. He is powerful and cunning and no doubt is laying plans as I speak to take advantage of this situation.”

 

But there are those who oppose this Dark Lord. The Ministry of Magic, the government of the magical world, has declared this man an outlaw and to be killed on sight. There are no parole hearings, or talks of trials when regarded to this man. The Auror’s (Magical Police Force) have been fighting for thirty years to defeat this menace to society. But he was regarded by most of the world as dead for the past thirteen years, until he unexpectedly rose again, cheating Death in all its glory. The one responsible for the past thirteen years of peace is a Harry James Potter.

 

Harry James Potter was one and a half when the Dark Lord attacked his home if Godric’s Hollow, a small town not to far south of London. Lord Voldemort killed his parents, James and Lily Potter, who were two of Britain’s best Hit Wizards. (Magical equivalent of the SAS). He then turned his wand on Harry and cast the killing curse, the most outlawed and dangerous curse in Wizarding Culture. It is also known as an Unforgivable Curse, as it cannot be blocked if you are hit by it and using one on a fellow human being grants a lifetime at Azkaban Prison. The Killing Curse struck and rebounded onto the Dark Lord, reducing his body into vapour. Both Harry and Voldemort survived that night, Harry being taken away to his relatives and the soul of Lord Voldemort fleeing the scene.

 

Harry’s relatives, a Mr Vernon Dursley and Mrs Petunia Evans Dursley, were not approachable for comments. However this reporter did hear Vernon Dursley muttering about freaks and how he should have stomped the magic out of the boy, indicating that Harry’s home life may not have been as pleasant as some think.

 

At the age of 11, Harry Potter was sent to Hogwarts and remains there as a student today. He has had a large effort in battling the Dark Forces of Voldemort even as a child. Official Sources say that at the age of 11, he encountered and killed a Death Eater, (Servants of Lord Voldemort) who was holding the soul of Lord Voldemort and seeking the Philosophers Stone, a magical artefact that guarantee’s immorality and wealth to the use. Lord Voldemort fled that year, but returned and unleashed the mythological beast, a Basilisk, into the school, where Harry once again defeated another servant of the Dark Lord. When he was 13, the infamous Sirius Black escaped from the Wizard Prison of Azkaban and was rumoured to have hunted down Harry. However, a spokesperson from the Ministry said that all charges from Sirius had been dropped. At the age of 14, Harry Potter was entered into a magical tournament, where he outflew a dragon on a broomstick, transformed himself into a merman and defeated a number of obstacles in maze. The story did not end there as Harry and another student were abducted from the school grounds and Harry was forced to participate in the rebirth ritual of Lord Voldemort. Once again Harry defied the Dark Lord, duelling with the most feared Wizard in the world and returning to Hogwarts with the body of his dead friend. A few months Harry was involved in a skirmish between the Inner Circle of Lord Voldemort and students of Hogwarts and he lived once again. But the most recent accomplishment was the death and destruction of over eighty Dark Wizards in the magical battle that pitted the forces of Lord Voldemort against Harry Potter. Lord Voldemort fled the scene yet again and Harry Potter was wounded and moved to a secure location for his rejuvenation.

 

“Harry is a powerful young man.” Albus Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling brightly. “He is intelligent, brave, noble and selfless as well as the right amount of cunningness and sneakiness. Harry will do greater things one day and I feel that his power and skill will rival mine very soon. But he may be all of these, but he is also a 16-year-old boy. I ask you not to bother him with questions and interviews, as he deserves his privacy.”

 

“Harry is the hope of the world.” Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge said. “There are two people Lord V…V…Thingy fears, Albus Dumbledore and Harry Potter. They will be the leaders of the light in the second war.”

 

What will become of our world now? While most of the world seems to be taking the news of this magical world well enough, some are not. Several magic-hating groups have sprung up and many houses have been firebombed as these groups spread throughout London. While the Catholic Church, the Jewish Church and the Islamic community have accepted the news, many religious people have protested. While nobody has died, many people have been accused of being magic and bashed and mugged.

 

“This is a very serious situation.” The Prime Minister said. “The government will not tolerate these groups. Any persons caught associating with them or displaying hostility towards magical people will be dealt with most harshly. I will not sit back and let a civil war rock this country. We should be all united together for a common enemy.”

 

Page 2: Continue

 

Page 3: The Ministry of Magic

 

Page 4: Aurors vs. Death Eaters

 

Page 5: Albus Dumbledore, the most powerful wizard alive?

 

Page 6: Harry Potter, who is he really?

 

Harry chucked the paper away. “Just bloody great.” He muttered. “I can’t even get away from it all in the Muggle world now.”

 

Albus chuckled lightly. “Yes, I fear that the both of us are becoming very popular.”

 

“Actually, Harry’s become the most popular, especially since they showed footage of him duelling Voldemort.” Amanda said mischievously. “I believe that you’ve almost become the world’s eligible bachelor.”

 

Harry groaned again. “No, no, no! I don’t want to hear this!” he cried.

 

Joseph chuckled as Harry buried his head in his pillow. “Poor Harry.” He remarked dryly.

 

“Yes, poor Potter.” Severus sneered. “Regarded as one of the most famous people in the world, oh the woes.”

 

Harry removed the pillow from his head. “Shut it Snape.” He snarled.

 

Alastor grunted. “That was powerful magic you used.” He growled. “You’ve been bedridden for over two weeks.”

 

Harry winced. “Why?” he asked.

 

“Your body was not used to channelling such powerful magic. You tapped into sources of power that you had never previously used and exhausted yourself. At the end you were running on traces of what you once had.” Albus said, as his eyes grew dim. “With the exhaustion as well as the amount of Dark magic in your veins, you were lucky to be alive.”

 

Harry paled. “Oh.” He said.

 

“There was an increasing amount of Dark Magic in your veins. While most of Dark Magic is used, it is merely the intent of the spell that makes it dark. But the unforgivable’s, plus the Demon Summoning ritual you used were pure darkness. You magic couldn’t tolerate it and tried to eject it, however there was a problem. When Bellatrix hit you with the Killing Curse, it gave you a rush of energy and Dark magic. This magic was absorbed into your own magical core, as well as brining the other sections of Dark Magic with it. That’s why you fainted, because your body was adjusting to the other magic.”

 

“I absorbed Dark Magic?” Harry asked in shock.

 

“That’s right. You did what Voldemort was doing to himself for years; you infused Dark Magic into your magical core and made it stronger. However, there are always weaknesses to these sorts of things. While your magic, body and mind will be stronger and better, your soul will be different. You will have a harder time controlling your emotions. You might find that your magic will respond much more violently than usual and you will feel an ache and longing in the very deeps of your soul, craving and aching for more power.”

 

“You sound like you know this from experience.” Harry said.

 

Albus nodded. “Grindelwald was far more powerful than I was. He had used rituals and potions to secure his power and to defeat him and fulfil my prophecy I had to undertake in some less than dubious rituals. It took me a while, but I can easily control and ignore the urges I feel. I will teach you some tricks and meditations I know you to balance your emotions that I found useful.”

 

“Thanks.” Harry said. “So, where am I?”

 

“You are in Buckingham Palace, London.” Prince Charles said.

 

Harry goggled. “Really?” he gasped.

 

Amanda nodded and sighed. “It’s so beautiful here.” She said.

 

“Maybe you can take me on a tour sometime.” Harry suggested. Severus made an odd choking noise when Amanda smiled and nodded.

 

“I’d like that.” She said, before slapping Severus on the arm. “Chill Sev!”

 

“You’re going to go on a date with Potter?” He said, his black eyes glinting. Suddenly he smiled an unnerving and creepy smile. “That’s a good idea.” He said slowly as he looked to be figuring something out.

 

“I’m not taking her out on a date so…what?” Harry asked in confusion. Severus was still smiling oddly.

 

“Yes, you are the heir of a wealthy family. You are powerful, likely to pass on powerful genes.” Severus continued. “You are handsome, politically powerful and would not mistreat her like many others would. A match for you and Amanda would be perfect! This would definitely insure the continuation of the Snape family line!”

 

Harry looked on in dawning horror. “What the…no…I refuse!” he exclaimed. “You can’t do that!”

 

“Actually I can. I am the heir to the Snape Fortune.” Severus said distracted. He was still trying to figure things out.

 

Amanda groaned and put her head in her hands. “Sev, please shut up!” she mumbled.

 

“No offence Amanda, but Hell No! I’m 16, I’m not getting married!” Harry cried out. “If you want to ‘Insure continuation of the Snape family line,’ then go find a wife! Urgh, I can’t believe I’m talking about this.”

 

Severus shrugged. “As you wish. But be warned that many families will be sending you marriage contracts shortly, especially since you are in the legal age to marry off. If you accept mine, it would save much confusion for a few years until you choose to take a second wife.”

 

“I won’t accept and…Second wife? You’ve got to be bloody joking! One would be too many!” Harry hissed. “Look, I’m tired and I need some more sleep. Can you all go?” he asked. The occupants of the room left, some sniggering while Amanda stayed behind.

 

“I’m sorry about Sev.” She said softly. “I didn’t know he would get that idea in his head.”

 

“Could he actually make you do it?” Harry asked incredulously.

 

“Yes, he is in his right. He is the Head of the Snape family; he controls everything from investments to marriage contracts. If he offered and you accepted, I would have no choice or I would be disowned and cast out.” Amanda answered sadly.

 

“Don’t you want to get married?” Harry asked.

 

Amanda hesitated. “I wouldn’t mind having someone to lean on, but I don’t want to be sold off to a family like Malfoy or Nott.” She grimaced. “But I don’t think Severus will go that far. Anyway, have a good sleep.” Amanda left the room and

 

Harry turned over in his bed as he fell asleep. Snape was off his bloody rocker!

 

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What will become of our World? Harry Potter Has Doomed Us All!

 

The magical world as we know it may very well is coming to an end of an era. As of last week, our world was revealed to the muggles when a raid by You-Know-Who went wrong and Auror’s and Death Eaters battled in front of Muggle televisions, devices that transmit images all across the world. Within minutes of the battle ending, Magical and Muggle governments went public and revealed their existence all across the globe.

 

“This is the doom of us all!” Minister of Magical Enchantments Peter Parkinson said. “Now that the Muggles know of our existence, they will wipe us out! The infestation of Mudblood’s and Muggle filth has ruined us all. And the worst of them all is Potter! He should be arrested and tried to the full extent of the law! He was responsible for upsetting the Muggle repelling wards. Now we are all doomed!”

 

Indeed, Harry Potter was at the scene when the Muggle Repelling wards were torn down. Reports indicate that the wand and magical signature was present on the fragments of the wards.

 

“Regardless of who destroyed the wards, what’s done is done.” Said a tired and haggard Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge. “Harry Potter saved lives with his actions. Over thirty Aurors and Hit Wizards are alive because of his actions.”

 

Yes, Harry Potter saved thirty lives. But his actions could have cost us everything we know and hold dear.

 

Can you imagine your children growing up in Muggle cities, with pollution and the constant crime rate?

 

Can you imagine our economy being plunged down the drain as Muggles take over our businesses and our lives?

 

Can you imagine your people when they are forced to become servants and house elves to magic-less people?

 

Can you imagine as our magic is slowly deteriorated and finally becomes obsolete and useless, rendering us little more than squibs?

 

That is the world that Harry Potter has just provided for us. That is the world that Harry Potter’s careless actions have caused and created with a dutiful flick of his wand.

 

“There is no proof that Harry Potter bought down those wards.” Head of Magical Law Enforcements, Amelia Bones said.

 

But there is proof. How else would Harry Potter’s magical signature, something that is extremely hard to fake, be over the wards? How else would a wand signature registering 90 percent compatibility with Harry Potter’s wand be detected on the curse trails that bought down the wards? Yet the Ministry of Magic refuses to do anything. Harry Potter is seen as a nice and happy 6th year Gryffindor ‘Golden Boy’. Few people realise the influence and power he holds over us and how he continually uses it for his own selfish ends. It seems that Potter has ensnared the Minister of Magic, the Headmaster of Hogwarts and some of the most powerful Aurors and Hit Wizards into his web of lies, deceit and dark magic.

 

Yes, Dark Magic. Harry Potter was seen and recorded at the scene casting Unforgivables with ease, grinning manically as his victims fell. His spells were lethal and dangerous, hurting and crippling many unfortunate souls extensively. One spell cast by Harry Potter was so evil and wicked that it tore apart over eighty people, leaving their mangled and tortured bodies behind so unrecognisable that the only way to identify the victim was to use MCI, Magical Core identification. After that, Potter was assisted as Albus Dumbledore threw some less than dubious curses at his foe, again showing his allegiance to Potter instead of the good and decent Wizards and Witches. Potter is also known as the second only recorded Parselmouth in the world, a trait that has been present in Salazar Slytherin, You-Know-Who and several other dangerous Dark Wizards and Witches. He has been known for his continuous disregard for the rules and his cursing of popular students at Hogwarts, including the handsome Draco Malfoy, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle. It seems that Potter has a prejudice…one against Purebloods. With his sidekicks, the insufferable Hermione Granger, a witch who has shocked Hogwarts with her mad and ludicrous idea’s on everything, including House Elf freedom, and Ron Weasley, the sixth son of a disgraced and shamed Pureblood family, they tour Hogwarts, destroying and shaming all of our proud traditions, cursing the respected sons and daughters of our top families and defying every rule that those who do not worship the ground he walks on try to set down.

 

Potter, while known for his temporary defeat of You-Know-Who, seems to be riding the waves of fame through his life. He has been noted in several scandals, including the use of an illegally charm flying car that damaged Hogwarts property, hexing his own family with pleasure, the unethical entrance into the Triwizard tournament, the constant disregard for respected undersecretary Dolores Umbridge that left her crippled in Saint Mungo’s, breaking into the Ministry of Magic building and destroying valuable and rare exhibits of Unspeakable work and the rebirth of You-Know-Who where brave and noble student, Cedric Diggory was murdered and Harry Potter survived with little harm. No one seems capable of stopping Harry Potter’s reign over the world, and this latest stunt of his is just one of many of insane schemes he has no doubt cooked up for more power. Indeed, even his family seems to agree.

 

“Potter’s always been insane.” Dudley Dursley, cousin of Harry Potter said. “He’s always been threatening us with magic, he even hurt my poor Aunt Marge and gave me a pig tail and he got away free!”

 

“The Boy’s been a nuisance ever since we were forced to raise him. Always ungrateful, never lending a hand around the house and always threatening us.” Vernon Dursley, Potter’s Uncle quoted. “I say off to prison with him!”

 

“It’s been so frightening with him!” Petunia Dursley sobbed. “We’re too scared to do anything and we can only pray and wait until he decides to leave us alone. I fear for my life when I’m around him!”

 

So, what will be done with Harry Potter? With the current Ministry stance, nothing. Potter will once again get off lightly and the world will suffer for his mistakes. Can nobody see past Potter’s lies for the person he really is, the new Dark Lord?

 

Reported by Ivan Avery

 

“Charming.” Harry muttered. “Absolutely fucking charming.”

 

“Harry, there is no need for that language.” Albus admonished as he walked into the large dining room where Harry was eating alone. It had been three days since he had woken up and he had been taking it easy, relaxing and getting back into good health. He had received the paper from an owl, and after paying it, had started reading it.

 

“Actually, there’s a real good reason for the language.” Harry snarled as he threw the paper at the Headmaster, who caught if deftly and started to read it.

 

“Hello Harry!” Amanda said perkily as she skipped into the room. She was part of the ambassador entourage and was staying with Albus until the negotiations and treaties had finished.

 

“Hi Amanda.” Harry said moodily back.

 

“What’s wrong?” She asked. Harry nodded towards the paper and Amanda frowned. She accepted the paper after Albus had finished, who sat down wearily, looking every bit as old as he should.

 

Amanda finished reading the paper and chucked it on the table. She glowered at it, a sneer taking her face over and Harry could actually see the family resemblance between her and Severus. “What a bunch of no good shits!” she exclaimed furiously. “We battle Voldemort and they slander us in the newspaper.”

 

“I don’t recall them insulting you Amanda.” Albus pointed out.

 

“They insulted you and Harry, they insulted one of us!” Amanda growled. She made a violent motion in the air. “They’re stuffed!” she hissed.

 

“What’s the problem?” Joseph asked curiously as he walked in. He took one look at the paper and sighed. “Just great!” he muttered. “This is all we need, a civil war!”

 

“It may not come to that.” Albus said half-heartily.

 

“I wouldn’t bet on it Albus.” Joseph said. “The revelation of us to the Muggles will piss off a lot of old, powerful and deadly Pureblood families. You can expect Voldemort to gain more supporters after this little stunt.”

 

“Where did he get so many Death Eaters anyway?” Harry asked curiously.

 

“There are many places to gain supporters and many people who would like revenge against authority.” Albus said, his hands steepled together. “He would most likely get them from the criminal countries, like Albania and Transylvania, places where there is a corrupt government. Thousands of Wizards could join him from these places. They hate Britain with much passion, most of them being exiles of our world.”

 

“But most of them are incompetent, inept and good for random destruction. If he gains control over several powerful pureblood families like the Malfoy’s, then he would have more competent, resourceful and powerful allies. Some Pureblood families did no declare their allegiance to Voldemort in the last war, because they felt that they could survive without him. But now the muggles know of us, they could join him out of fear for their ways and pureness.” Joseph said, frowning. “Albus, I better get into my office. This article’s going to cause an outrage.”

 

“Go Joseph.” Albus said and Joseph disappeared with a small pop, being keyed into the wards.

 

“This is really bad, isn’t it?” Harry asked.

 

“It is bad, but it could be worse.” Albus said slowly.

 

“I fail to see how.” Harry snorted as he dug into his food. There was a silence as all of the room’s three occupants ate in silence before Severus walked in and Harry gave a small moan. While Severus had toned down on the insults, he was still pressuring the marriage thing. Apparently he had gotten into his head that he would be a perfect match for his sister and had taken the topic up several times during dinner. Severus had also started being nice to Harry, which freaked him out a lot more than the marriage thing. Snape was not nice. Period. Snape was meant to hate Harry, and Harry was meant to hate Snape and the world would spin. But with Snape complimenting him, calling him handsome and saying that the baby would be good-looking, was just plain freaky and scary. Harry had even asked Albus of Snape needed a psychiatrist, and Albus had just shaken his head bemusedly.

 

“Harry, you were raised in the Muggle world and therefore, you do not know of the ways of old Pureblood families such as yourself. Why, in my youth I married and had over six wives.” Albus had said, his eyes twinkling fondly.

 

“Six!” Harry cried out. “How could you have so many?”

 

“The Wizarding world Pureblood families tend to give birth to more females than males, while most males come from the Muggleborn section.” Albus had explained. “You must understand Harry that many of your friends may very well be married this year or the next.”

 

Harry had groaned and put his head in his hands. “Ignorance is Bliss.” He muttered.

 

Harry was jolted back into his thoughts as Severus sat next to him and he flashed a despairing look at Albus, who merely smiled in return.

 

“Hello Harry.” Severus said pleasantly, PLEASENTLY for God’s sakes. “How are you this fine morning?”

 

“I’d be better if you washed your hair you ugly prick.” Harry said casually. “If you weren’t such a poof then maybe you might actually pick up some girls. But I suppose you’re just another waste of Pureblood wizardry.”

 

Severus just gave a small smile. “I will take that into advice.” He said and Harry groaned out loud and bumped his head on the table. Ever since Severus had started being nice, he had stopped insulting Harry and Harry had gone to extreme measures to return him to normal, as he should be. But Severus had taken everything in with a happy smile and cheerful attitude, leaving Harry clueless. Personally, he felt as if Snape were getting a sick pleasure in torturing Harry out of this.

 

“Amanda, you’re brothers high on cheering charms.” He commented dully.

 

Amanda just gave Harry a small groan and returned to her breakfast.

 

“Now Harry. Severus is making an extreme effort to be nice to you.” Albus said cheerfully. “You could at least return the favour.”

 

“Dear God!” Harry exclaimed and bolted up. “You’re helping him? That’s it; if you want me I’ll be in my room. And don’t come until Snape’s acting like the total wanker!”

 

“Hey!” Amanda cried out, looking hurt.

 

“Not you.” Harry muttered.

 

“I know.” Amanda said smugly. “I just though I’d annoy you before you left.”

 

Harry muttered darkly and quickly left the room, leaving one amused Snape, one cheerful Dumbledore and one sneering Snape, who finally dropped his mask as soon as Harry left.

 

Harry left his room sooner than he expected.

 

“Harry, the Royal Family has asked for you.” Albus said seriously. “There will be a press conference after as well.”

 

“Press!” Harry shuddered. “If you give me a boggart right now, I expect it would turn into a camera and a newspaper.”

 

Albus chuckled as he waved his wand. A set of nice dress robes appeared on Harry’s bed. “Dress nicely Harry.”

 

“Yeah, yeah,” Harry muttered. “Don’t I get all the fun?”