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Fate Falls	By : Sealpotter Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 36380 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters associated with the books/movies and I never have and never will make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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A/N~ here is the next installment.
Staar - Thank you for the review. Hope this answers a few of your wishes :D
As far as the voting... Note, that most (not all), but most of my stories have happy endings... Just thought you might want to know that. I have a feeling that when I do get started on Amnesia (Obliviate) it will be another chapter fic... not a one shot... so I will hold off on that. But we shall see... I'm looking for more votes. Got another plot bunny so, there is more to vote for below...LOL, I just can't stop being inspired lately.
Djaddict - Thank you... I hope this next chapter shows how it's not really judgment, but a gift. For people plagued with a selfless complex, selfishness is hard and a tough choice. The little glimpses I love too. It's does help though to see bits and pieces of another part of Harry. I went back and fixed the nitpick... I hate when I do that too... sometimes I just don't catch everything... I found a new tool that helps though. I use a text to speech app to read my story back to me so if it sounds off I can change it. (I even use a British accent...lol), but going back to re-read the WHOLE story is getting more difficult. I can't believe I have been working on this thing for a year almost... It is a NOVEL... really a real novel.. gosh. It is the longest fic I have written.
Soo here again are my ideas for new stories for voting... Newest ones are on the bottom.
Polyjuice Passion/Poison
Either Draco or Severus use Polyjuice to gain information, but find out a romantic secret from Harry and friends that leads to more.
I would do anything for love
Harry learns to be dark, putting Severus into a daze until he can clear the world of bad wizards and let their lives be free
Ensnare the senses
Harry has to learn how to use all his senses while fighting. Severus trains him blind folded, and then leads to more sensual experiments.
Just a piece of wood
Harry and Severus get captured and Harry has to improvise after learning wand lore, he creates his own wand from something he finds after his is taken and gets them out of a tight spot.
Amnesia (Obliviate)
Harry and Draco had a strong love, until Draco finds out his task. He breaks Harry's heart and leaves him in order to protect Harry from things to come. Harry can't take the pain and obliviate's himself. After the war Draco can't understand why Harry does not remember anything and digs deep to figure it out...
Fairy Tale Romance
Find two characters, and the perfect setting for a retelling of how I met my husband.
Say goodbye (Based on '50 ways to say goodbye' by Train)
Ginny and Harry split in a not so good way. Leaving Harry to turn to his slytherin side to find ways to make Ginny pay. Pranks, and hilarity ensue. A certain blond enters to help, adding more creativity and a new start on love.
Ghost Magic
Harry is left feeling there is nothing left to give. The sorting hat and a few ghosts intervine to give him something to live for. Enter Draco and Snape, an unknown type of magic and possibilites.
On to the new chapter… ENJOY!
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Chapter 35 - Fall from Grace

Cornelius sat perfectly still, his hands in his lap as he waited. When the entire court started to file into the room, he almost jumped when the doors behind him were shut and sealed against intruders.
Amelia Bones went to the podium and waited for each member to take their seat. Once everyone had settled she struck the gavel to indicate silence for the reading of the charges.
"Mr. Fudge, you are charged with using your position as a tool to slander and turn public opinion against Professor Harry Potter. On this charge how do you plead?"
"Not Guilty." Fudge said defiantly, they can't prove anything, he was sure his privacy wards were the best, though he knew they had to have something to have called him in...
"Mr. Fudge, you are charged with using your position and money to bribe a wizarding family for information to use against Harry Potter. How do you plead?"
His head turned and saw the headmaster with the student he had taken to dinner not long ago, so at least with this one he knew he could not outright plead not guilty.
"I withhold my plea" Let them prove it.
"Mr. Fudge, you are charged with using an unforgivable. How do you plead?"
"Not Guilty" He smiled, his spells were undetectable, he knew that, there had to be a witness to the spell other than the caster and the victim.
"Very well, I call for the the first accuser, Professor Harry Potter. Do you have any wishes before you give your account of the events?"
"Honorable members of the wizengamot, I ask only for the right of Veritaserum be administered to witnesses, the accused, and myself." Harry stated, he knew full well that there would be resistance to the request.
There was a loud murmur that floated through the crowd.
"We all know that a skilled Occlumens or someone taking the antidote can effectively resist, rendering it's use just as useless." An old man stood up from the back row.
"What if I told you I can guarantee it's effectibility?" Harry said standing slowly as he did so. Today was the day, the wizarding world would know who he was, might as well make it a wise use of power.
"How is that?" another witch piped up from just behind Madam Bones.
"Because one of the powers given to an Augur Saeculum, is the power of truth, the power to render the defense against veritaserum obsolete." Harry stated with much calm.
There was a collective gasp, and Harry narrowed his eyes as he stared down at Fudge, who for his part was succeeding in not squirming.
"Only an Augur can demonstrate such a power, and the last Augur was ages ago Mr. Potter." A very old witch with a rather short nose said amongst the crowd.
Harry smiled lightly at her. "Who here takes the antidote potion regularly, or who here is a skilled Occlumens ready to try out my power."
Silence filled the room. Moments stretched into years it seemed, all eyes were on Harry Potter as he scanned the room. A short middle aged witch stood up. "I have taken the antidote every day for the last two years."
Harry looked at her, "Tell the wizard next to you something you don't want the group to know, and lets test your resolve on keeping it hidden, Madam...?"
"Boot, Misty Boot." She replied then leaned down and whispered something. The older wizard blushed a brilliant shade of cherry. Madam bones turned and took an unmarked vial from her cloak and went to administer the potion.
"What did you whisper to your neighbor?" Madam Bones asked.
"That I had cherry tart for lunch." Madam Boots said with a soft smile.
Madam Bones smiled back and then nodded towards Harry.
Harry stepped down to the floor, just in front of Fudge. He closed his eyes for just a moment as he reached within himself. He grasped the power he needed. A shout was given from the witness corner, it was Albus warning those around Harry not to look directly into his eyes. When he opened his eyes there were many gasps and lots of shifting. Harry held out his right arm and let his other hand drift over one dark rune. As he traced it, soft yellow fire started to flow in waves over his arm, extending towards his fingers. He used one finger, his index, to trace the rune in the air. His face turned towards Madam Boot, and he let the air around him gather and pushed the rune towards her.
The rune flew gently towards her, and she started to tremble wondering what she had just gotten herself into. She had been sure of herself, but now... The rune started to shrink, where it had started out as large as her face it was now just a fraction of the size as it approached her. She reached up to stop it from touching her but her hands went right through it, until it landed on her lips. It was like a soft kiss, warm and sweet like honey. It melted into her lips and she sighed.
"What did you whisper into your neighbor's ear?" Harry's voice boomed, and the reverberations seemed to startle everyone.
She smiled wistfully as she answered, "I told him that I had a fascination with Delores' kitty."
"Did you lie to Madam Bones?" Harry asked again.
"Yes"
Harry snapped his eyes shut and pushed his will power to recede his power and let the chips fall where they may.
He opened his eyes again and walked back to his seat and waited.
"All those in favor of granting Professor Potter's request?" Madam Bones asked.
Every hand on the court went up, including a blushing Madam Boot.
"Very well. Kingsley, please see that all take the needed potion, though I am sure Professor Potter does not need any... I used up the last for all the witnesses and the accused. Any objections to not using it on Professor Potter?" Madam Bones asked.
"I object!" Cornelius Fudge spat out, "And I refuse!"
"Your objection is noted, but overruled. Your refusal irrelevant." Madam Bones stated to the nods of most of the entire court.
Kingsley administered the potion, and had to stun Cornelius to get it down the man's throat.
Harry stepped forward and applied his rune first to the ex-Minister, then to Narcissa, Vincent, Arthur, and then waited while Sirius transformed back to his human form. Gasps could be heard around the room as Harry placed his rune on his godfather's mouth.
Madam Bones struck her gavel several times, "Quiet, in due time... in due time, lets get on with this."
She turned first towards Vincent Crabbe Jr.
"Did you receive money from the Minister?"
"Yes"
"What was the money for?"
"He wanted me to get information on what Professor Potter was doing at school, things he would say and for me to make friends with his friends to get more information from them."
"Did he say what he would use the information for?"
"He said he wanted to discredit Professor Potter."
"Thank You."
She then turned towards the Minister.
"Did you pay Mr. Crabbe for information on Professor Potter?"
"Yes"
"What did you intend to do with the information?"
"I used it to write a story to be published in the Prophet to make Mr. Potter look unbalanced."
"Why?"
"Because he is a threat to my power. He claims that the Dark Lord is back and he helped a serial killer to freedom."
She turned towards Harry, "What do you say to his claims."
Harry smiled and looked at the rest of the court, "Voldemort returned last year, using my blood as a conduit for his rebirth." There were many gasps and heads shaking. "I can easily produce a memory if it suits your needs."
"There will be no need at this moment, Professor. And to the claims of the serial killer?" She asked.
"Sirius Black was not a serial killer, he did not betray my parents. That was the work of Peter Pettigrew, who was living until Christmas. He was judged appropriately. The witnesses to the events are Narcissa Malfoy, Arthur Weasley and Sirius Black, you may question them."
"Mrs. Malfoy, what did you witness?"
Narcissa, for all her great care, went a bit whiter than normal.
"Peter Pettigrew was delivered to Mr. Potter as a Christmas Present.   During the judging we witnessed his memory of the events in question. The memory included the Potters choosing him as a secret keeper, the Dark Lord asking for the information, and Mr. Pettigrew delivering it to the Dark Lord. We then witnessed the fight between Peter and Sirius Black, where Peter killed many muggles and blew off his finger. I then witness the judgment for his crimes, where his entire body was burned with the flames of judgement. I offer up my memory of the event for your perusal." Her tone was level and calm.
Arthur Weasley was then asked and he too gave the same information and also offered his memory.
Sirius was questioned differently, asked about the killings directly, he explained the same as Peter's memory. He offered several memories for their viewing.
Madam Bones took the court Pensive from the podium and had Kingsley collect the memories in question, including Harry's memory of the rebirth.
The court was quite and fear was palatable during the viewings. There were many gags when the judgment came, and a few actual messes that were quickly cleaned up.
Once the viewings were complete, Madam Bones moved on.
She turned to the man next to Harry.
"Are you the accuser for the unforgivable?" She asked
"I am."
"Which curse was used on you?"
"The Minister cast the Imperius curse and gave me this article for the paper and instructed me to print it as my own." He said holding out a parchment.
Auror Bloomden came and retrieved it sending it to Madam Bones.
She looked it over, and enlarged it over the Minister's head so the entire court could read it and see the handwriting.
"Mr. Fudge, did you write this article?"
"Yes"
"Did you use the Imperius curse on this reporter?"
"Yes"
"Have you used other unforgivables during your tenure as Minister?"
"Yes"
There was a collective gasp.
"List each curse you used, on whom, and when."
A pin drop could be heard as everybody leaned towards the ex-Minister to hear his words.
"Imperious, on Rita Skeeter, my first year in office to write a glowing article on me. Imperious, on Lucius Malfoy, my third year to ensure his cooperation to remove Hagrid from his post at Hogwarts. Cruciatus, this year, on Harry Potter, during his duels for his Defense Mastery to ensure his failure. Imperious, this week, on Mr. Dewitt, to print an article in the prophet against Harry Potter." Cornelius informed them.
"Evidence has been presented, a monitoring charm book to detail the most recent events," Madam Bones held up the book, "Are there any further questions from the members of the wizengamot?"
There were more murmurs, but no more questions.   "Are there further comments from the accusers?"
Harry stood up, "I know the penalty for using an unforgivable, but in light of recent events, I do not see Azkaban as a valid punishment. I would like to offer an Augur judgment, if you choose to sentance it."
He sat down and waited.
"All those in favor of conviction on the slander charge?"
Every hand raised.
"All those in favor of conviction on the bribery charge?"
Every hand raised.
"All those in favor of conviction on four charges of the use of unforgivable curses?"
Every hand raised.
The gavel struck six times, "Cornelius Fudge, you are guilty of one count slander, one count bribery and four counts of the use of an unforgivable."
The man groaned.
"All in favor of Azkaban prison?"
Not a single hand rose in the air.
"Opposed."
Every hand raised.
"All in favor of an Augur judgment?"
Every hand raised and it was with an air of anticipation.
"The wizengamot hereby strips, Cornelius Fudge of his office of Minister of Magic, all his awards previously given, and sentences him to judgement by Augur. So be it." And the gavel fell hard with a loud crack.
"One more last issue... All in favor of clearing Sirius Black of all previous charges?"
Every hand raised.
"Sirius Black, you are cleared of all charges. Forthwith, you are free to come and go within wizarding society as you please. An auror is at your disposal should you deem it necessary for your protection. An official notice will appear in a special edition of the Prophet today, immediately following these proceedings, with the details of your annulled charges. We also reinstate your title of Lord Black, head of the Black family, and all the titles associated with that position. All monies that had been deducted from your accounts for the charges will be reinstated with interest and all recompense will be removed from the Pettigrew vaults, and whatever is left will be issued to the Black vaults. The name Pettigrew will be blackened on our ledgers henceforth to show the darkness associated with that name."
"Thank you." Sirius stated, shivering at the idea of being truly free.
Madam Bones turned towards the Accuser stand.
"You may proceed, Augur Potter." All eyes swiveled to the man with the inky hair.
Harry was a bit apprehensive as to what form the judgment would take, but he moved to the center of the floor anyway. He stood in front of the ex-Minister of Magic, used his wand to form a circle around the chair and himself on the stone floor. He moved to the north, the rear of the chair and inscribed the judgment rune, stepped to the east side and inscribed the truth rune, stepped over to the west side and inscribed the rune for wisdom, and then finally he turned his back on Fudge and inscribed the rune for balance on the north side of the circle. He turned towards the Aurors just outside of the circle, "Bloomden, could you be so kind as to hold my wand?" The other Auror did not indicate that they had never met, only extended his hand as Harry wandlessly floated it into them.
Harry took off his outer robe and then his shirt, followed by his shoes and then socks and placed them outside of the circle. He breathed in deeply, spreading his legs shoulder width apart and searched for the heartbeat of the earth. He let it flow over him, pounding into his head, in his veins... He let her power flow through him, as he reached for each specific augur power... The white flames of balance flowed out of his rune across his arm as he traced the pattern of the rune above a shaking ex-minister. The man was frozen out of fear. The stench of urine wafted up into Harry's nose as he continued drawing on the power of wisdom to draw that rune next to the white one.
He drew on the truth power and placed the rune on Fudge's lips, and finally he stamped one foot that shook the room, and the fires of judgment poured out of his mouth to form the judgment rune above the head of the man in the chair. A new more pungent stench licked a Harry's nostrils and he did not have to guess at that. The flames of judgment flowed out of the rune down on to both the truth and balance rune. The red flow of flames became a cascade of gold and blue sparks as they descended over the ex-minister. The man was showered in magic, each spark that landed on skin branded him, in a sharp pain. His lips burned with the truth and when he opened his mouth to scream, no sound came out, only air, or so that is what everyone in the room could see.
Harry saw the dark green and dark yellow threads of magic being spewed out of the ex-minister's mouth. The threads were tearing under the shower of sparks, each falling down at Harry's feet, thread after thread, shorn into pieces until the circle was littered with worm like threads of magic. Harry narrowed his eyes and finally words poured out of his mouth: "Power without wisdom is fallible, Power without truth is meaningless, Power without balance is corrupt. You are not worthy for Magic to reside you. Only a shred, a sliver will stay with you, A squib in all ways save one." Harry pressed his thumb to Fudge's lips and his index finger to the forehead. White hot heat laced with pain flooded the minister and a bright flash stunned the room.
Cornelius felt his fear leave him, and something deep down floated to the top. A shred of decency, a small amount of compassion exploded through his body.
"You will have power enough to heal. To heal those who are hurt by misspoken spells. In this you will do penance for you deeds for the rest of your life, or until you are physically incapable. No other magic will avail you." Harry's words were firm and resounding.
Judgment fire came then flooding down on top the the ex-minister. The other runes vanishing as the quick snap of painful flames fell, ripping a single scream from the ex-minister, and then the threads of magic on the floor were consumed. The ex-minister sat heaving for breath. Harry waved his hands to clear the runes, Fudge would have to ask someone to help him with his stench problem, Harry just didn't feel that generous.
Harry walked away and out the main doors, he did not wait for the inevitable flood of questions. He needed to get home and rest. But he had something to do first. Harry walked the now familiar halls, and he knew each door by heart. He internally mapped in his head which ones they would be entering soon. He body flinched as the ticking got louder as he neared the forbidden room. He had to go through it to get to where he was going.
Sirius Black walked out of the Ministry of Magic alone, but free. His eyes took in the sights and sounds around him, buildings made of brick and stone. He let his feet move him towards the wizarding shops of London. His first stop was for clothes, he would have new clothes, not the clothes from almost twenty ago. This freedom was bittersweet, and part of him was still aching. He walked into the store, it was high end, and many of the items were tailored to fit. He picked out a few pieces and then stood for the measurements. He turned toward the empty chair where family or friends would sit. He knew that Severus could not be seen with him, but it still ached nonetheless. They had the exclusivity that he had wanted, but now with his freedom, he wanted more. He wanted the commitment, the company and the reassurances that came with bonding. He sighed as the wizard fitted the coat to him. He supposed there was no need for that right now, in the midst of the upcoming war. There was no room for frivolities or whimsy. He walked out of the store and apparated home...well it wasn't really home, home was wherever Severus was. He had placed his parcels on the sofa in the sitting room when he heard a sound in the library. He was unaware of any meeting so he went on to investigate the noise.
When he opened the door he was aghast, the room was brighter than ever, and clean. Bright candles were hanging high above him and the furniture seemed to have vanished except for a plush rug next to the fireplace. Standing next to the fireplace, was Severus. The posture made his mouth run dry. Though the man had not changed, his dark robes fit the body perfectly. One arm was resting against the mantle, with legs crossed at the side. Severus smiled brilliantly at him and again he was struck by the sensuality that always seemed to grab him no matter the distance.
"Come here." Severus silky tone slithered over him as he put one foot in front of the other.
Severus met him in the middle, and he shivered when he felt those fingers trace his jaw and then grip it, turning his face up to meet his lover's. He stared into fathomless eyes, the emotions washing over him in waves.
"I love you mutt." perfect lips whispered before they descended upon his own and he melted once again, always. No longer did this man leave him with his heart on the ground. He always lifted it to new heights every time they came together. The heated spice of Severus consumed him as he felt his own body become boneless under the onslaught of the forcefully applied kisses. His fingers were grasping at Severus' shoulder trying to get closer.
Severus watched as Sirius entered the room, there was a look of caution on his face. The man was always an enigma... He smiled when those dove grey eyes landed on his. It was almost as if freedom enhanced his labido, because Sirus seemed more irresistable standing there. He met the man halfway and could not even begin to express his emotions. This man had rendered every wall he had ever built useless. Sometimes he wondered if 'love' was even a strong enough word for what he felt. It was the only word he knew so he said it with as much feeling as he could. He loved the taste of his mutt, intoxicating and drugging. Just the slide of their tongues together set his blood into a molten fire. When his mutt clung to him, it made him feel powerful.
He lowered their bodies down onto the plush rug, letting the kisses be slow and soft. He let his tongue trail out of the bliss that was Sirius' mouth and taste the flesh of his lover's neck. He loved the keening cries and the arching of the hard body against his own. He sat up, breaking contact for just a moment to peer down into eyes that had darkened. He let his finger travel over two plump lips, then down the rough texture of facial hair. As his finger slid lower, he let his chanting follow, the clothes disappeared and he was treated to deliciously pale and tattooed skin. He loved the sharp rise and fall of Sirius' chest, his own was rapidly breathing as well.. He reached down and pressed his thumb over his mark, not too hard, but hard enough for Sirius to gasp. He let his other hand trail lower taking in the softness of skin and the roughness of hair.
"Severus... Please" Oh he would plead, he needed something.
Sirius' pleasure well was filling up as Severus laid him down. He could cum from kisses alone, if Severus wanted it. The look in Severus' dark gaze told him that tonight would not prove to be an easy night. He groaned at the touch of Severus' thumb, he felt his lungs heave for air that was not restricted, but the anticipation was there. When his clothing was vanishing, he could feel the fiery trace of the power tingling his skin. He could beg, he would beg...
Severus smiled down at his lover, and captured those lips once again, letting their tongues find the perfect rhythm to spin their senses out of control. Still his hand continued lower as he broke the kiss, whispering a lubrication charm for his fingers. He pressed two into the heat that awaited him. He was thankful for long arms, one to press harshly at the erotic throat of his lover, and the other pushed pleasure higher with each thrust, twist and stretch. Sirius' head fell back as the pale neck arched into his tight grip and he added a third finger twisting and slamming into his lover's body hard, just barely brushing the bundle of nerves deep inside.
"Break for me..." Severus whispered.
Sirius was awash in sensation. His air was flowing at the will of Severus, cut with each inward thrust and brush of sheer pleasure, released with each disappointing pull of fingers. He was there now, at the cusp of something brilliant, and then there were three fingers and his arse moved to meet them. His air gone, his head dizzy with pleasure, and his body high on Severus... When the command came, he was unable to stop himself from releasing his seed, exploding at the same time as those fingers thrust deep.   His air returned, his body so sensitive it could feel each breath that Severus had. He stared up into the dark eyes, and he wanted, needed to have his lover's taste on his lips. He pushed his sated body up, and pulled himself onto his knees and begged with his eyes. The groan that tore out of Severus chest was so deep it sent shivers even to his toes.
Severus was happy to watch his love shatter in his arms. It was beautiful the lines, the angles, and the delicious stream of love that poured out of that beautiful cock, untouched. So beautiful. When Sirius pushed his way to his knees he knew, but he had intended to let today be just for Sirius. Then those eyes they struck his soul, ripping from him any control over the moment and he groaned. He uttered the spell that left him naked and his very purple erection exposed. Another groan slipped his lips when he watched Sirius lick those plump lips while devouring him with those eyes. He reached for the soft hair and slowly pulled Sirius' face closer, his groin getting harder the closer that hot mouth came to him... Entering the volcanic mouth in one thrust was excruciatingly painful in a pleasurable way. He watched as his cock moved in and out of his lover's mouth, and the deeper he went, the closer to the edge he was, and then Sirius looked at him. Steel eyes met his own and the tightness of Sirius throat swallowing around the head of his shaft was all he could take before he pulled out and plunged in one last time shooting his own pleasure down the tight throat.
Sirius wanted this and when those thin fingers laced into his hair, he was beside himself in pleasure. The first thrust was slightly painful, but all he had to do was look up and watch as his lover lost control, Severus' face would smooth, and his lips would part, and then when their eyes locked it was like electricity flowing from one to another. Their connection was wild and wicked, and Sirius swallowed against the heated steel that was stroking in and out of his mouth, he felt the telltale shudder and smiled around the last thrust, happily taking all that Severus would give him.
He was wrapped up in Severus' arms when he heard the man whisper, "What are you going to do now that you are free?"
Sirius smiled to himself for a moment then raised his eyes to the dark ones he loved so much, "I was free when you first kissed me."
Severus felt another piece of darkness fall away then, some bitterness that seemed to leech onto him, he let it go, and smiled as he pulled his lover tighter.
Harry's hand hovered over the door, the pull in this room was something he had not been expecting. He opened the door all the while stealing his will. He imagined he was walking through the brain room, trying to keep the ticking out of his head, and then he had his hand on the other door, opened it to the round entrance room. He sighed as the he pulled the door behind him shut. He tried to remember which room led to the death chamber, He had work to do.
By Thursday afternoon things around the school had seemed to settle, the news had put the entire school in a flury. Madam Bones had been named acting minister until a formal appointment could be made. All the students were preparing to leave that afternoon for the Easter Holidays only to return the following week. This gave the school, teachers and the ministry time to get their houses in order.
A negative note was sent to the Headmaster from Mr. Crabbe Sr. about not being contacted about his son's involvement in the trial. Severus had to intervene and smooth things over at his meeting with the Dark Lord. This meeting allowed him to re-assure the Dark Lord that this would serve as a good thing since it was another of Harry's loved ones that was roaming freely instead of hiding and that the ministry would be in a bit of chaos. Though he gritted his teeth at the glee in the Dark Lord's eyes.
The good news was that the part of the Dark Lord's return had been suppressed, but the Ministry had fully accepted it and was allowing the Order full use of its resources. In a way, Harry hoped that he could claim this as a boon. If the public never knew that Voldemort was reborn, and he defeated him silently at the ministry, He could claim some semblance of peace in his life. One less title, one less label.
Severus was monitoring his last Potions class before the start of the easter Holidays.   He had been mentally instructing Vincent to put certain ingredients in the cauldron. He was waiting for just the right moment...
"Mr. Nott Please return the empty vials to my desk, Merlin knows you both forget each time." Snape spoke with his usual sneer, though it was lessened since it was one of his snakes.
The boy grabbed the empty vials and was making his way to the other side of the room when a loud explosion rocked the Potions room. He turned, dropping each vial to shatter on the stone floor, to see the Professor casting shields around the student's and rushing over to Vincent.
Severus made sure the witnesses of the event were protected, banished the mess and made to fuss about the boy in his arms.
"Everyone out... I'll take care of the clean up..." Snape shouted as he gathered Vincent in his arms and rushed out of the rooms.

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