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A/N: This was
originally an AU fanfic that acted as though HBP didn�t exist. However, I found
that I couldn�t resist the added conflict! Plus, I�ve done enough pretending
that Dumbledore doesn�t die� but that doesn�t mean I can�t put my opinion of
the events into the story!! YAY!

A/N2: This story is
also posted at fanfiction.net, just so you don�t think I�m plagiarizing. My
name there is PrincessofDarkness11. ^_^

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Chapter Two

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Harry couldn�t believe what he had
just heard. Surely he was insane!

�Could you repeat that? I don�t
think I heard correctly,� he said, hoping to God that Hermione was lying or
something.

�Snape is teaching at Hogwarts
again this year�� she repeated.

�What?� Harry screamed, �How could
they let that murderer teach? This whole world must be insane!�

�Harry, calm down,� Remus stated,
�Severus was placed under the Veritaserum- voluntarily- and admitted to having
taken the Unbreakable Vow for Narcissa Malfoy. He also confessed to having told
Albus this.�

�What does some Vow have to do
with Snape killing Dumbledore?� Harry asked.

�The Vow that Severus made
magically bound him to watch over Draco Malfoy for the year, and, in the event
that Draco could not accomplish the mission given to him by You-Know-Who, to
complete that mission for him,� Remus explained, �Harry, Draco�s mission was to
kill Albus. If Severus hadn�t killed him, then the Vow would have taken his own
life. Albus knew this, and he accepted it.�

�Then why did he beg for his life?
I heard him!� Harry exclaimed, not wanting to believe what he was hearing.

�Harry, do you honestly think that
Albus Dumbledore would beg for his life?� Remus asked, �Harry, another of the
things admitted by Severus was that he wavered, for just a moment in his
resolve. Albus was pleading to be killed, Harry. He knew that he was weakening,
and that Severus could be of more help in the war than himself. Albus was a
very selfless man, much like yourself.�

�What about Malfoy? Did he get off
scot free, too?� Harry spat.

�Mr. Malfoy was also placed under
the Veritaserum,� Arthur explained, �He admitted to working for the Dark Lord,
but only because his family was in danger.�

Harry thought back on his previous
year. It did make sense� the Vow
would explain why Snape was so adamant in his need to help Malfoy. And why
Malfoy had been crying� in fact, he remembered Malfoy telling Dumbledore the
very same thing- that Voldemort would kill his family. It also seemed to
explain why Dumbledore hadn�t tried to defend himself and had kept Harry from
doing so as well.

�He knew�� Harry said, quietly,
�That whole time, he knew he was going to die.�

�Yes, Harry. He knew,� Remus said.

�This is too much�� he said, �I
can�t handle all this� it�s just too much! I want to be alone, please leave.�

Remus shook his head. �Harry, we
need to discuss-!�

�No! Leave, I need to be alone,�
he said, sitting down on the bed, �I need to think��

�Harry,� Remus tried again, �Your
uncle is in a coma��

�Where he belongs!� he finished,
�Listen, is there something you don�t understand about the word leave? In less than twenty-four hours, I
have almost been killed and then raped
by my own fucking uncle, and then I�m told that Snape is teaching, Draco is
innocent, and Dumbledore begged to be killed! I need time alone! Now, please leave!�

They backed away from the force of
his anger, completely shocked at these new facts that had been revealed to
them. Harry slammed the door in their stunned faces and locked it securely,
before going into the bathroom and running the bath. He shed his clothing and
slipped into the steaming water, allowing his thoughts to run rampant.

!x!

�Molly, please calm down,� Arthur
coaxed his wife, �Stop crying, dear��

�Oh, Arthur� his own family! How
can one boy go through so much in his life?� Molly sobbed.

�Molly,� Remus stated, �We need to
be strong- for Harry.�

�I know� but it�s just so utterly
horrid!� she exclaimed, drying her tears, �And now he�s wanted by muggle
authorities for what was more than likely self-defense!�

�It was,� Ron said, �Harry just
grabbed the first thing he could and swung� he didn�t even know what he was
swinging.�

�You knew about this?� Molly
gasped, turning on her son, �You knew and you didn�t bother to tell anyone?�

�Well, he only just told us, and
we didn�t know if he wanted anybody to know�� Ron said, looking down at the
floor.

�You realize that he�ll have to go
to court, don�t you?� Remus asked.

�No!� Hermione exclaimed, �You
can�t make him relive that! Take him to the Wizengamot or something, but not a
muggle court!�

�It�s the muggles who want him,
Hermione,� Arthur explained, �We have nothing to do with their justice system.�

�Well, who�s going to be Harry�s
lawyer?� Hermione asked, folding her arms across her chest.�

�That�s another thing that we
needed to discuss,� Remus said, grimacing slightly, �We thought it best if
Harry�s lawyer was somebody that he was already familiar with- from our world.�

�Remus, who is it?� Hermione
repeated, narrowing her eyes.

�Severus has agreed to the job,�
Remus said, �He�s fully qualified, rest assured, he took the time to study
muggle law for a few years.�

�Are you kidding?� Ron yelled,
�Harry will never agree to that! He�ll go to prison first!�

�I trust Harry to make the right
decision,� Remus said simply.

�Harry will do it,� Hermione said,
surprising them all, �The first thing he�ll think is that he can�t save the
wizarding world from prison.�

�We�ve already got the trial set
up for Christmas Break, and until then he will remain in school,� Remus said,
�The only thing we need is his signature.�

�Good luck�� Ron said, �You�ll
need it.�

!x!

Harry stepped out of the bathtub,
feeling that his thoughts were a bit more organized than before, and dressed
quickly. He sat down on his bed, sighing. He was still having trouble coming to
terms with what Remus had told him. It seemed like his life was just going
completely to hell since Dumbledore died. �Actually,�
he thought bitterly, �since my parents
died.�

He fell backward on the bed,
growling in frustration at the tears that were, once again, flowing gracefully
down his cheeks. He seemed to be crying a lot, lately. He felt weak� and he
didn�t like it. He thought back on all of the times when he had been completely
helpless- the times when he was unable to defend himself or others. Cedric,
Sirius, Dumbledore� all of them had died because of his inability to save them.
And then� he hadn�t even been able to defend himself against a muggle!

He shook the disturbing thoughts
from his head and focused instead on the news that Remus had brought. He
decided that he wanted to know more about what had been said at the trial for
Dumbledore�s murder, and he walked out of the room, assuming that they had
moved to Ron�s room across the hall from his own.

He stepped into the room and many
curious gazes fell on him. He sent them a small smile before taking a seat in
the chair next to Hermione.

�I want to know what else happened
at the trial,� he said.

Remus sighed, but explained
nonetheless. Apparently, Snape had also admitted to becoming a Death Eater, and
then turning into a spy for Dumbledore. He was no longer acting as a spy, for
that information spread through the community like a wild fire, and he was
forced to go into seclusion for nearly a month to escape the fury of Voldemort.
Malfoy had also admitted to becoming a Death Eater, but only to save his
family, for whom he cared about deeply. Both had been cleared of all charges
due to the �circumstances� and he had been forced to hide with Snape. Narcissa
Malfoy�s body had only recently been discovered. Malfoy was now, apparently,
working for the light side and had spent the summer at Grimmauld
Place.

�So� all that happened this
summer, and nobody bothered to write to me about it?� Harry asked, suddenly
feeling very left out.

�We wanted to tell you in person,�
Arthur answered, �It wouldn�t have been right to send you a letter and then
leave you alone to sort things out.�

�I guess�� he said, leaning back
in the chair, �So what about my attempted murder?�

�You�ll have to go to a muggle
trial,� Remus said.

�Then I�ll have to find a lawyer,�
Harry said, his eyes revealing none of his thoughts.

�You already have one,� Arthur
said, handing him a piece of paper, �All you have to do is sign in the
appropriate space.�

�Who?� he asked.

�Well, that�s really not�� Remus
started, but Harry cut him off.

�Who?� he repeated.

�Severus Snape has agreed to the
position,� Molly said.

Harry dropped the paper as though
he had been burned by it. �No� I�d rather go to prison. I�d rather spend the
rest of my life in Azkaban,� he stated.

�Harry James Potter,� Molly
scolded, approaching him, �Do you honestly think that we would allow that? Severus
is obviously the best candidate! He is well schooled and quite familiar with
these types of- things. Now, you are going to sign that paper and I�ll hear no
more arguments, young man!�

Harry, forgetting about his newly
acquired adulthood, merely picked up the paper and signed obediently. He handed
the paper back to Arthur and sat back, eyeing them as though he had just been
handed over to the Dark Lord.

�I�m not going to like it,� he
said stubbornly.

�We�re not asking you to like it,
we�re asking you to accept it,� Remus stated.

�Fine. I accept it. When�s the
trial?� he asked.

�December 26^th,� Arthur
said.

�The day after Christmas?�
Hermione asked.

�Yes, we felt it best that he go
on trial after he opened his gifts,�
Remus said, smiling.

�Right� now, is that all?� Harry
questioned.

�Yes,� Remus answered, �We�ll see
you off on the train, Harry. Goodbye until then.�

And with a POP they were gone. Ron
turned to Harry and raised an eyebrow at him.

�Didn�t you say that you weren�t
coming back to school?� he asked.

�Yes, but I decided that the
stronger I can become, the better. I�ll seek out the horcruxes after I
graduate,� he replied, �Plus, I�d like to continue the DA.�

�Oh, Harry, that�s great!�
Hermione exclaimed, �I�m so glad you decided to come back. Hogwarts wouldn�t
have been the same without you.�

�Yeah� it would have been safe,�
he said.

�I don�t think so,� Ron retorted,
�Bloody hell, Harry, you think that he�s not going to be coming after us, too? I know this isn�t going to help
you much, but we became targets the moment we became friends with you! And, do
you want to know something? I�m happy to be a target! It�s my choice. Besides, if I�m a target, then
that just means that I�m considered a threat. It�s a compliment, really.�

Hermione smiled brilliantly at
him. �I couldn�t have said it better myself.�

Harry looked at them, tears coming
to eyes. �Thanks, you guys�� he said, feeling the dam break again. He wiped
furiously at his eyes. �I�m sorry. It seems like all I do lately is cry my eyes
out. I�m surprised I haven�t run out of tears yet.�

�Harry, it is okay to cry. I don�t think I�ve ever really seen you have a good
cry since I met you,� Hermione said, �I�m glad you�re finally letting all this
out.�

�Yeah, Hermione lets it out all
the time!� Ron said, earning him a hand up the back of his head, �Oi! What was
that for?�

�For being a prat,� she said, �Is
there anything else we can do to kill some time? There are still a couple hours
before dusk.�

�I can think of a few things��
Harry said, suddenly grinning at them.

!x!

�Honestly, Harry, a bar?� Hermione
scoffed, �I�m sure that there are better uses for our time!�

�Never!� Ron exclaimed, seemingly
horrified at the idea, �There�s nothing more important to a wizard who�s just
come of age than alcohol!� With that said, he downed another shot of
Firewhiskey, letting out a raucous whoop.

�I�ll give you another fifteen
minutes of drinking, and then we�re going to visit Fred and George,� Hermione
huffed.

�Fair enough!� Harry said,
laughing as Ron erupted into a fit of coughing.

Hermione sighed and ordered a wine
cooler, smiling to herself at her friends� antics. Exactly fifteen minutes
later, Hermione pulled them away from the bar and down Diagon Alley. They stood
in front of the Weasley Wizard Wheezes in a few moments and she was, again,
forced to practically pull them into the store.

�Why, hello!� George said, coming
over to them straight away.

�Hullo, brother!� Ron exclaimed,
clapping him on the shoulder.

�Hermione, did you let those two
drink?� Fred asked, raising an eyebrow at their apparent dishevel.

�I didn�t let them do anything. They didn�t tell me that we were going to a
bar,� she huffed.

�So, Harry, did you notice
anything when you visited Gringotts- something that wasn�t there before?�
George asked.

�Actually, yeah�� he said,
narrowing his eyes, �Why?�

�Well, since you started us out,
we�ve decided to give you a small share of the profits,� Fred explained.

�Since we�re so generous,� George
added.

�Oh�� he said, unable to think of
much else, �Thank you.�

�It�s no problem!� George said,
�Consider it a token of our appreciation.�

�Okay�� Harry said, having serious
trouble forming full sentences.

�By the way,� Fred stated, �We
heard about you trying to kill your uncle.�

�Yeah, we always figured it was
only a matter of time before you kicked his fat ass,� George said, laughing,
�Good for you!�

�Yeah, well�� he trailed off, �He did deserve it��

�Alright! We should be going now!�
Hermione interrupted, �Lots more to do and what-not.�

�See you around,� George said.

As they were leaving the shop,
Fred called, �By the way, Harry, I�m loving your new look!�

Harry grinned. He knew it was a
good idea.

�Maybe I should get a few things
pierced�� Ron said, �You�ve been getting ogled all day!�

�Excuse me, but you don�t need to be ogled,� Hermione
growled, �You have me, remember?�

�Yes, dear,� Ron replied
automatically.

�Good boy,� Hermione said, with a
smile.

�Yeah, want a biscuit?� Harry
mumbled.

�What was that?� Hermione asked.

�Nothing,� he said quickly, grinning,
�Is there anything else you guys want to do? I�m fresh out of ideas��

�We could go to the library,�
Hermione suggested.

�No,� Ron stated, �But I do know
of a cozy little coffee house we could go to. It�s right up the street from The
Leaky Cauldron.�

�How do you know about a coffee
house in muggle London?�
Harry asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

�Ginny drags me about enough for
me to know my way around,� Ron replied.

�Speaking of Ginny, where is she?�
Harry questioned.

�At home,� Ron said, �She didn�t
even know that we were coming to see you until we had left. She was furious and
demanded that she come along with Mum to make sure you were alright.�

�So� she wasn�t allowed?� Harry
said, urging him to go on.

�No, Mum said that they had to
talk to you about adult things,� Ron chuckled, �You can imagine how happy she
was with that comment. Mum says she went on a rage about how she was only a
year younger than you and was just as much your friend as me and Hermione.�

Harry smiled. �She�s got the
Weasley temper, that one.�

Hermione sighed. �Don�t say that�
I don�t even want to think about Ginny with Ron�s temper. That could be a
deadly combination.�

They laughed at the thought.
�Hey!� Ron suddenly exclaimed, �Why aren�t I deadly with my temper?�

�Because you have me to control
you,� Hermione said simply.

�Oh� right,� Ron said, smiling
sheepishly.

�Yes, whatever would we do without
you, Hermione?� Harry said dramatically.

�Oh, probably get yourselves blown
up- repeatedly,� she answered.

They exited the Leaky Cauldron and
headed a few blocks up the street to the coffee house and stepped in, instantly
relaxing with the atmosphere. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee was heavy, the
soft jazz music, and the dim lighting all added to the serene ambiance. They
found a table in an almost secluded corner and sat down, instantly starting a
quiet conversation about the more jovial points in their summer. They heard the
tiny jingle of bells that signified somebody entering the place and looked up
to see a person with platinum blonde hair falling into his stormy grey eyes�

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was going to write something else, but have forgotten what� oh well, probably
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