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Breaking Ties	By : babyandi11 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 28618 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Dumbledore was reclining in his office. He hadn’t heard back from the Board of Governors yet and was starting to worry a little bit. Every spell he tried to figure out who had messed with the wards bounced back at him. It was like the school was protecting whoever it was and it was quickly becoming annoying! He was going over any other spells he could try when an owl flew in with the morning paper. He sat up and took it from the owl, feeding it part of his toast. He was taking a sip of tea and almost choked when he saw the front page. As he read, then flipped to the page with the full story, his anger began to rise.

BOY WHO LIVED TELLS ALL!
Harry Potter gave this reporter a full interview answering many of the questions people have been asking for years. Who is Harry Potter beyond the fame? What is he really like? We have it here for you today!
Mister Potter, I am so happy that you decided to do an interview with me today. What brought this on?
Miss Anderson, I am more than pleased to talk with you. I decided to do this interview because I am tired of all the rumors and lies flying around about me and I want to set the record straight once and for all.
Please, tell me everything. We are all waiting to hear the full story of the boy who lived.
As everyone knows, my parents were killed when I was one. Afterwards I was left with my mother’s sister by Albus Dumbledore. She is the only known living relative I have left so I guess it only made sense to do so. What people don’t know is that this woman and her family hate anything and anyone connected to the magical world. I was never treated with any kindness from them. My earliest memory is of me trying to cook for them and being too short to reach the stove properly. I cleaned for them, maintained their home like I was a servant. The conditions I lived in were worse than any house elf. Until I was ten and got my letter to Hogwarts, my bedroom was a closet under the staircase. I was beaten and starved and not once did anyone come to check on me. I had no knowledge of the Wizarding world until I met Hagrid.
How awful! Did you tell anyone?
I did. I asked several times to go anywhere but back to them at the end of each year, but was told that there was a blood protection from my mother’s sacrifice and I had to go back for part of the summer. I fail to believe that after the Dementor’s attacked me when I was thirteen.
So how are you here now and not with your relatives?
I decided after the disaster that was my fourth year that I was done being under anyone’s control but mine. I decided to apply for my emancipation. Since I had no idea how to do so I reached out to the only person I could think of who could get it done quickly and quietly, Lucius Malfoy. I wrote to his son Draco asking for their help.
But aren’t you two enemies?
We were. I realized after the way I was treated by my “friends” last year that Draco was really the only person to treat me as just Harry and not the boy who lived.
So they helped you?
Yes, Lord Malfoy helped me and in doing so freed me at the same time. Afterwards Draco and I started a tentative relationship. We met for dinner and he and I cleared the board so to speak and are starting over. His family has been of great help to me as I try to navigate my way through the chaos now.
What chaos?
When I was emancipated I inherited several properties from my father along with family vaults that I was unaware of. I found out that my father was a descendant of one of the Peverell brothers and since I am the last living descendant who owns one of their artifacts, I inherited all their vaults and properties. This then led to me inheriting Gryffindor and Slytherin’s vaults as well since they are descendants of the Peverell brothers as well.
Wow, that is impressive. What does this mean for the Wizarding world?
Well, this means that I own half of Hogwarts for starters along with a few businesses in Diagon Alley. It also means that as of today, I am no longer fighting for the side of the Light. I have decided, with these developments, to fight for me and the rights of everyone. Yes, the War is between He-who-must-not-be-named, and the side of the light, but that is unbalanced to me. Whichever side wins will hold all the power and things will be unbalanced. I want to step back and be a third option for those who are stuck and don’t want to fight on either side. A side that want harmony between everyone and not a world where either the purebloods lord over everyone or a world where purebloods are shamed for being purebloods.
And how will you accomplish this?
I would like to start with my friendship with Draco. If we can come to terms and be civil, why can’t others? I would also like to create a place where those who fear for their friends and families’ lives can go while this war rages on, no matter their blood status, and know that they are safe.
Well Mister Potter, you have certainly turned the world on its ear. I wish you the best of luck in you endeavors and may they end the way you want.
Thank you, Miss Anderson, you have been most kind today.

Across the wizarding world, people sat in silence except one. Dumbledore screamed in rage from his office.
‘How could that little brat DO something like this!’ he thought as another owl dropped a letter from the bank on his desk. He ripped it open and let out another scream. He was locked out of Harry’s vaults and his accounts were being audited to return what he had stolen. All his carefully laid plans were crumbling before his eyes. He had to do something to save them. He quickly gathered himself and flooed to Grimauld Place. When he arrived, he was greeted by chaos.
“THAT TRAITOR! HOW COULD HE DO THIS TO US!” Ron was screaming, Molly trying to calm him down.
“Now Ron, he must have a good reason for what he’s doing.”
“I’m afraid not Molly.”
All eyes turned towards Dumbledore.
“I fear that Harry has been Imerio’d somehow. That is the only reason I can think of for him to turn to Malfoy like he did. It would also explain that outlandish story about him being abused by his relatives.”
“I knew it!” Ron yelled, his face turning as red as his hair.
Dumbledore was about to speak when they heard a knocking on the door.
“Well who could that be?” Molly asked as she went to answer it.
Everyone waited with baited breath to see who it was. When Harry walked into the room, everyone exploded. Ron charged him, rage written all over his face. The twins tried to stop him, barely managing it before Ron’s fist connected with Harry’s nose.
“Hello everyone. We need to talk.” Harry said before he walked out of the kitchen and into the sitting room. Everyone followed. The twins had silence and bound Ron so he wouldn’t lash out at Harry again. After everyone took a seat, Harry turned to Snape.
“Professor, you wouldn’t happen to have and Verserium on you, would you?”
Snape regarded him with suspicion before he pulled out the small vile from his robe.
“To prove to you that what I am about to tell you is all truth< I would like for Professor Snape to give me Verserium before we start this conversation.”
Dumbledore watched in horror as Snape gave him the potion. This he had not expected and he once again watched his plans crumble before his eyes.
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