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A/N: Oh noes~! Severus summoned to
the Wizengamot court! Will his drama with the
Ministry never cease?? Anyway, read on to find out how the trial will go, in or
out of favour for Sev~!
*fingers crossed*
Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter and its characters,
but we do own this story!
I’M A SLAVE FOR YOU
Severus entered the Wizengamot courtroom nervously, though his face tried to
remain as calm as possible. A heavy silence ensued as he went to the center of
the room, making his presence known. He had heard tales about this place but
never once had he truly set foot into this, not even when he was a teacher
trainee under tutelage of the Ministry office. It was dark with a hint of
brownish-black in between due to the colour and nature
of the stone walls, and it was dimly lit with torches, adding to the eeriness
of the atmosphere, and the benches in levels surrounding him filled with
probably the entire population of the Ministry, including the highest of all
that seated the higher officials of the court, made the Potions lab in the
dungeons of Hogwarts looked much cheerier.
“Take your seat, Mr. Snape,” Cornelius, who was in charge of the courtroom,
gestured to him. “The trial will begin soon.”
Severus stared at the seat before,
swallowing in trepidation. This was the seat that had held down many convicts
in place, including the mass murderer Tom Marvolo
Riddle, as they were tried and prosecuted as the Ministry saw fit. As soon as
he sat on it, the chains immediately came to life and bound him from the chest
down, holding him in place like he was the mass murderer himself. He could
really understand how it felt like to be in the mercy of a boa constrictor for
it sure felt like one right now.
“Comfortable, Mr. Snape?” Cornelius asked in an almost jeering tone
before adjusting his glasses to read the customary preliminary notes for his
assistant Percy Ignatius Weasley (who, Severus
remembered, was officially disowned by the Weasley
family after a very loud disagreement about his loyalties towards the Ministry
rather than the family) to take, “Criminal trial of the 28th of
February into offences committed under the Decree of Child Morality Rights by
Severus Snape, resident at Snape
Manor, Spinner’s End…”
As Cornelius carried on announcing
the interrogators in charge of this case, Severus’ eyes darted around quietly
to look at his surroundings. The atmosphere itself was tense and grim without
needing the extra help of the setting of the courtroom and all the higher
officials of the court were wearing the familiar plum-coloured
robes he saw once in the Daily Prophet in a picture of them existing the
courtroom after interrogating a wizard of breaking the rules regarding the
Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. They were all looking down at him
in disapproval and some in contempt, and from the corner of his eye, he thought
he saw Lucius Malfoy was
among the crowd sitting at the lower benches, though he could not turn to make
sure because of his bound state. And amongst the people, there sat the dreaded
Rita Skeeter nibbling at her quill as she wrote down
whatever was going on at the moment. Severus groaned inwardly. If she were to
work in the Muggle world, she would probably be the
most successful tabloid reporter in all of London.
“Bring forth the victim and his
guardian.”
Severus looked like a deflated tire
when he heard those words coming out of Cornelius’ mouth. A hush streamed
through the courtroom as his little beloved Harry and the boy’s adopted
grandfather Albus Dumbledore came in. Dressed in a
new set of Kym Boarding School uniform (because Severus had burnt off the other
one he wore yesterday), the boy looked around timidly like a sheep in wolves’
lair, while Albus sported a calm face, mirroring the
serene misty blue robes he was wearing. Two chairs materialized at either side
of Severus and Albus led Harry to one of them before
sitting down on the other.
“Well then, we shall read out the
charges for Severus Snape,” Cornelius said as he
produced another parchment from his pile and adjusted his glasses again,
reading it out loud for everyone to hear, “The charges against the accused are
as follows: That he had committed pedophile against Harry James Percival Jr.
Potter-Dumbledore, adopted grandson of Albus Percival
Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts
School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and Minister of the Ministry of Magic, in a knowing,
deliberate manner and in full awareness of the illegality of his actions, which
constitutes an offence under the Decree of Child Morality Rights, in addition
to the offense of using impregnation potion to induce pregnancy on an underage
wizard, constituting the offence under the minority section of Improper Use of
Magic relating to administering potions to minors. What do you plead, Mr. Snape?”
“Not guilty,” Severus replied
indignantly, almost immediately bringing a rush of murmured words, mostly in a
disgusted tone.
“And you bear witness to this plea,
Dumbledore?” Cornelius turned to Albus with an
accusing glare.
“Yes, of course,” Albus replied. “In fact, I speak as the witness for the defense.”
Again, a rush of murmurs echoed
throughout the rooms, looking at Albus in the same
disapproval as they had on Severus. Some of them were laughing a little in
amusement at the incredulity of Albus’ actions, while
others frowned and shook their heads, sure to themselves that Albus had just dug his own grave. A few were frightened,
either for him or of him, and a minor few were clasping their hands and smiling
encouragingly at Albus, trusting his instincts.
Apparently, Albus’ reputation as a wise member of the
Ministry of Magic and the wizarding world did not go
to waste more or less.
“Very well,” Cornelius huffed, then turned to Severus with a grave look on his face,
showing that he was in interrogation mode. “You are Severus Snape
of the Snape Manor, Spinner’s End?”
“Yes,” Severus replied.
“And you are aware that you have
just committed sexual act on an underage wizard?”
“Yes, I am.”
“Knowing that your actions as
considered pedophile?”
“Yes, but…”
“And you are aware that you have
administered impregnation potion to said wizard?”
“Yes, but I was…”
“Knowing that this is considered a
serious offence in intentional negligence of administering potions to minors?”
“I wasn’t aware that…”
“And knowing that impregnating an
underage wizard is also considered an offence under the Decree of Child
Morality Rights?”
“Will you please let me speak?!”
Severus burst out impatiently, getting really annoyed at being interrupted at
every trivial question of the terminology of his offence that he had known by
heart.
“Ahem.”
Severus scowled. He recognized that
fake high-pitched clearing of the throat anywhere.
“The Chair recognizes Dolores Jane Umbridge, Senior Undersecretary to the Minister,” Cornelius
announced.
“You will speak only when you are
allowed to, Mr. Snape. Do remember that you are being
interrogated here.”
“Doesn’t give you the right to
bludgeon me with questions without a chance to defend myself,” Severus
grumbled.
“Hush, Severus,” Albus
whispered to him to calm him down before standing up. “If I may be so bold to
ask, Cornelius, what is the source of your intelligence in finding out about
this offence?”
“We received it from a reliable
source,” Cornelius replied hastily. “That is all you need to know.”
“But I am sure under the Wizengamot Charter of Rights, the accused has the right to
know by whom he is accused from.”
“And by the Wizengamot
Charter of Rights,” the Minister challenged, “the source is given rights to
remain anonymous for privacy and safety reasons, so please do not try to think
that we do not know the rules of our own house.”
“Of course not, Cornelius,” Albus smiled politely, sitting back down on his seat.
“The Chair now recognizes Amelia
Susan Bones for the questioning of the victim.”
“So, young man,” the woman
interrogator named Amelia leaned a little forward to face Harry, “you are Harry
James Percival Jr. Potter-Dumbledore?”
“Y…Yes,” Harry replied timidly. “Har or Percy to my close friends.”
“Will you please tell us how old are
you and what year are you studying in?”
“I’m…I’m 13 ½ years old and…and
studying first year in Kym.”
“First year for a
13-year-old?” Dolores raised a brow, speaking in a voice that was
obviously an exaggeration of surprise. “How is that possible?”
“You may very well know by now that
my grandson was once a sex slave who had never received a decent education
throughout his earlier years in life,” Albus voiced
out. “He was home-schooled during the transfer of ownership from Severus to me
by some of the best students in Hogwarts I could find, and as soon as he was
free from slavery, he was assigned by the best private tutor I could get him.
The tutor Mr. Figgs claims that he has a bright mind
and can complete his studies within 5 years without having to go to school, but
I wanted to give him a chance to be in a real school environment, thus…”
“Yes, yes, we get the point, Albus,” Cornelius cut him off impatiently. “Basically he is
behind his studies and is given special privileges to have a normal school
life. Like as if we do not know about how you always manage to play favourites and pull your strings with everybody you meet.”
“Why are you studying in Kyteler-Magee and not in Hogwarts to be with your
grandfather?” Amelia continued to ask Harry.
“Because of Riddle,” Harry replied,
drawing attention to the crowd, especially Rita Skeeter.
“He may be after me, so Grandpa Albus and Severus
asked me to go to school there.”
“So you are the mysterious little
boy whom Albus is desperate to protect,” Kingsley,
acting as one of the interrogators, exclaimed in awe.
“At the cost of many lives of people
who related to you one way or another in blood, unfortunately,” Dolores
commented icily, making Severus glare at her.
“You are pregnant, are you not?”
Amelia continued her questioning.
“Yes…” Harry blushed, looking at his
shoes. “My school medi-wizard said I’m about two
months along.”
“And how is this conception
possible?”
Harry tried to explain as accurate
as possible what Ard-Rí
Constantine had told him about the impregnation potion that was made to look
like lust potion.
“Ah, yes, one of the very few
strongest impregnation potions around,” Cornelius nodded in understanding.
“Something a very advanced potion maker the likes of a Potion Master would
create, and yet a potion maker of your standards could not even detect the
difference. It does raise more suspicion of your actions, does it not, Mr. Snape?”
“Am I being implied to have
deliberately created this potion?” Severus growled.
“It is not implied, Mr. Snape, it is suspected and possibly confirmed to be so.”
“Look, I admit that I was negligent
on that part, but I did not create that potion. I would not be so irresponsible
to impregnate a child and be so foolish to let myself be caught doing it.
Besides, that potion was given to me by Harry’s
friend who claims to have bought it as a Christmas gift for him from an
apothecary. If you could just…”
“A likely story,
Mr. Snape, considering that both the victim and the
so-called friend are minors. I’m sure we have heard this well-rehearsed
story time and time again, using minors as a convenient crutch to run away from
your responsibilities.”
“I am not running away from my
responsibilities! And I do not make up tales! It is the truth! Harry, tell
him!”
“Do not incite the victim to speak
on your behalf, Mr. Snape. You are being on trial
here.”
Severus felt like a kicked dog right
now as he looked helplessly at Harry for a split second before regaining
composure.
“Now then, child, tell us,” Kingsley
took over the questioning. “Is it true what Mr. Snape
said, that you have received the potion as a gift from your friend?”
“Y…Yes,” Harry replied hesitantly.
“Can you tell us who?”
“I…” Harry stopped a little, stole a
look at Severus before looking away. “I…I cannot say.”
“Why not, child?”
“Because…Because she…she might be
upset with me…and that she will be worse a friend than she already is…She’s in
the same house as I am, that’s all I can say…”
Severus felt like a child who was
told that Santa Claus was not real and that Christmas was not going to arrive
this year. Even being faced by the most powerful figures of the wizarding world, he still held steadfast to his secrets.
Does he not know that it would further incriminate him? Does he not know that
the girl who had given him the impregnation potion was the key to prove his innocence
even just a little bit?
“You do understand that by carrying
this man’s child, you will be expelled from school.”
“Yes.”
“And you still wish to keep the
child?”
“Yes.”
“Why burden yourself with this?”
“Because…Because it’s Severus’
child. It’s his flesh and blood, our
flesh and blood. And because…I love him.”
Severus’ heart would’ve melted there
and then if it weren’t been killed off by Dolores’ haughty laugh.
“Hah! What does a 13-year-old child
know about love? This is just further proof that he has been thoroughly
corrupted by Mr. Snape’s unholy thoughts!”
“You’re just a toad
too blinded by power to see that love knows no age or boundaries, Umbridge!”
Severus sneered at her name, making the woman lose her control as she slammed
both her palms on the bench.
“ENOUGH!!!”
Dolores squealed in that high-pitched voice of hers, followed by loud murmuring
of others who were equally outraged at Severus’ outburst. “I will not stand for
this! This is clearly contempt towards court. I say we make a vote to declare
him guilty of all charges and be done with it!”
“If I may intervene,” Albus raised a hand to calm the courtroom down. “I was
under the impression that we are here to examine Severus’ offence, not of my
grandson’s?”
“Yes, you are right on that,”
Cornelius massaged his temples, clearly disturbed by the scene before him.
“Whether or not the nature of obtaining the potion as you claimed is true will
be further investigated, but the offence still stand: that you had sexual
intercourse with an underage wizard and impregnated him with your child, which clearly shows that you have broken more rules than
one.”
“Yes, but I never meant any malice
in all this,” Severus replied. “I did it out of the purest intention. I did it
for love. I am in the process of courting him under full consent, and I admit
that it gotten a little out of hand, but it was for the sake of courtship
nonetheless. We never planned for any of this to happen, much less to let him
have a child so soon.”
“Is it true, Albus?
That you have consented to him courting your grandson?”
“Yes, I do not deny it,” Albus replied. “Severus had always been like a son to me
before Har came in. I would trust my grandson to no
one but him.”
“Regardless of your feelings for the
child, Mr. Snape,” Amelia chided, “rules are rules,
and you have broken them, courtship or not.”
“If I am here to hear about my
offences only to know that I am going to be prosecuted, go ahead and say it now
and do not waste my time.”
“Let’s not be hasty, Severus,” Albus noted quietly, then
addressed the courtroom. “Ladies and gentlemen, it is true that I have
consented into allowing Severus to court my grandson. Severus should not be
punished for committing something from the affairs of the heart, which, I assure
you as he did, was of the purest intention. Harry should not be punished either
because he is still a child who has a life ahead of him to lead. He and Severus
had been together through thick and thin ever since Severus bought him off from
the business. If anyone were to be blamed for this misfortune, I should be for
not being the careful grandfather I should have.”
“You would like that, wouldn’t you?”
Cornelius said in a jeering tone. “Being the all-out hero and cover for these
two cretins? May I remind you, Albus, that the truly
accused here is Mr. Snape, not you? The one who
committed this offence is Mr. Snape, not you. You
trying to take all the blame and cover the punishment for him doesn’t change
the fact in the eyes of wizarding law that it was he
who did all this. If young Harry here was still a slave, we would not be having
this trial right now and you can do whatever you want with him, but now that he
is a free man, he will be protected under the decree. As you have said before,
we are all under the impression that we are here to examine Severus’ offence
and no other.”
“Of course we are, but we both know
that there is no smoke without fire, and there are certain parties here being
at fault here, especially me as Harry’s grandfather
who is supposed to have Harry under my responsibility.”
“We are not here to make a martyr
out of you!” Dolores said impatiently. “We are here to decide on Severus’
standing in this trial. Now, all in favour with
Severus being guilty…”
“Have you not considered if you have
placed the verdict on Severus, what it might cause on my grandson’s safety if
he were to be expelled?”
“Well, if it makes you feel any
better about our upcoming verdict,” Cornelius exchanged knowing glances with
the Wizegamot members before announcing, “The court
calls for Auror Tonks to
approach the courtroom.”
Percy quickly got up to fetch Tonks over into the courtroom. As she was led inside, she
was genuinely surprised to see Severus sitting on the chair being bound like a
criminal, and was also equally surprised to see Albus
and Harry as well, but seeing that she was in a courtroom and that the
atmosphere was not permitting enough for small talk, she put on her
professional face and stood before the Wizengamot.
“Full name and
occupation?” Cornelius asked in standard procedure.
“Nymphadora
Tonks, Metamorphmagus and Auror,” Tonks announced, her face
grimaced for a split second at her disgust over her own name.
“You, along with the rest of the Auror team under the supervision of Albus,
are in charge of tracking and relocating every member of the Potter bloodline
to designated safe-houses and safe-guard them from the advances of Tom Marvolo Riddle?”
“Yes, I am, along with Moody,
Kingsley and Rufus, among others.”
“Tell the courtroom, Ms. Tonks, about the progress of the mission.”
Tonks used
the Potter lineage family tree as an example, using her magic to make a
projected image for the courtroom to see, dictating that they have managed to
relocate whatever few that was left of the Potter family to safe-houses
designated by the Ministry within their jurisdiction, the last on the list
being Harry, while the rest of the tree branches were almost all crossed out
save a few that Tonks had just mentioned being
relocated. She also described the constant patrols over both the wizarding world and the Muggle
world for traces, clues or tracks of the mass murderer’s whereabouts, and were
confident that they were on the right track and getting close, although Severus
could tell from the little quirks she made on her face and her eyes that it was
far from the truth.
“Thank you very much, Ms. Tonks,” Cornelius nodded, seemingly proud of himself. “You
may leave.”
“May I ask what is
the purpose of this elaborate presentation?” Albus
asked.
“It is to show you that we have everything
under control, and that we have already thought way ahead of you on what to do
once we announce the verdict.”
“Those in favour of declaring Severus Snape
innocent of all charges?” Amelia asked.
Severus looked up, hoping that there
were at least a few people who would support him, but to his dismay, besides
Harry who had timidly held up his hand even though it was not his decision to
make, not one single hand was raised among the members of the courtroom. The
fact that this courtroom was totally biased and leaning towards his demise came
in full circle on him.
“Those in favour of declaring Severus Snape
guilty of all charges?”
Severus didn’t need to look up to
see that the entire courtroom raised their hands up, fully incriminating him.
“This is a one-sided trial,” Albus protested. “You bombard Severus with his sins and did
not bother to look at the big picture or the other side of things. I implore
you, please reconsider…”
“Luck is not on your side, old man,”
Cornelius smirked smugly as he looked at Albus as if
he was some insignificant dirt on someone’s ground to be stepped on. “The
verdict is already set. Severus Snape, you are guilty
of all charges. You are to be stripped of your employment from Hogwarts School
of Witchcraft and Wizardry and stripped of your title as Potions Master from
the Ministry office starting this very minute.”
“No! No, no, no! Please!” Harry
started bursting into tears. “You can’t do this! Sev
is not at fault here…”
“Shush, young man, or I will hold
you in contempt of the court. Of course, not all is loss.”
The trio at the center of the
courtroom looked up at him in a mixed expression of hope and dread.
“The Ministry of Magic had not lost
its compassion entirely. We do recognize that if this verdict were to pass, there
will be significant dangers towards the young man who had survived Tom Marvolo Riddle’s murder and became one of the very few
slaves from the business who is freed from that life thanks to the heroic
efforts of his Master. Therefore, the Ministry has also decided due to Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of
Witchcraft and Wizardry and Minister of the Ministry of Magic, not fulfilling
his responsibilities of a grandfather to the young man and allowing this to
happen, he is deemed an unfit parent to raise the boy. Therefore, his status as
grandfather and his rights of an adoptive parent to be null and void and Harry
James Potter shall be put under the custody of the state.”
“WHAT?!” both Albus
and Severus exclaimed, while Harry was literally shocked speechless.
“You wanted to bear responsibility
over this mishap, didn’t you, Albus? This is the
perfect way to do it. Harry James Potter will no longer bear the name
Dumbledore in his birthright and he will be under the full responsibility of
the Ministry. Being that he is part of the Potter bloodline and the main target
for the mass murderer Riddle, he will be under protective custody of the
Ministry of Magic along with the other Potter families we have managed to
rescue until Riddle is apprehended. His school will be notified of his upcoming
absence and carry on with his studies here within this building under the
supervision of personally selected tutors from his school.
“As for his condition, on the account
that he is carrying a child, which is unacceptable given the circumstances of
its conception under the Decree of Child Morality Rights, he will be sent to
the Ministry Medical Wing first thing tomorrow morning to have his unborn fetus
removed by the best medi-wizard and/or medi-witch, and under the supervision of the council of the
Ministry. After the abortion, he will be taken care of until he is fully
recovered before being relocated into protective custody.”
“No! NO!!” Severus shouted as he
struggled in his binds. “You can’t do that!! It’s my CHILD!!”
“A child conceived out of wedlock
and breaking the rules of the decree is no child of yours, Mr. Snape.”
“This is unacceptable!” Albus scolded. “This is my grandson we’re talking here! He is
too young to have an abortion! Are you trying to kill him?”
“As I recall, Albus,”
Cornelius said with an almost pure satisfaction in his tone at Albus’ helplessness, “you have been stripped of your title
as his grandfather. He is no longer of your concern. He is in our custody now
and is to be dealt with as the Ministry see as his best of interest…”
“Fuck you, Cornelius!!” Severus
screamed. “Fuck you and your interests!! You’re just doing this to spite us all!!
This is an outrage!!”
“The verdict has been made. The court
is now adjourned.”
So saying, a couple of witches came
over to take Harry away. Harry immediately went into a fit and clung onto
Severus.
“No, no, no!! Don’t take me away!! Help
me!! Severus, help me!!”
“You keep your hands away from my
pet!” Severus struggled again in his binds as he tried to bite the women’s
hands away from Harry. “Don’t touch him!! Harry!!”
“Severus, no!!
Help me!! Grandpa Albus, don’t let them take me,
please~!!”
Albus didn’t
need to be told twice. Using the Disarming charm, he pushed the witches away
and tried to take Harry in his arms, but somehow, as if expecting this to
happen, more of the chains that bound Severus materialized and duplicated
themselves before wrapping around Albus’ limbs,
holding him in place. One of the chains was wrapped so tightly around Albus’ hand that held the wand that he was forced to let
go, dropping it onto the floor. The witches regained composure and returned to
take Harry, who continued to cling himself tightly around Severus’ neck, not
wanting to let go.
“Don’t let them take me away,
please! Please, Sev, save me~!!” Harry begged and
struggled when the witches laid their hands on him. “No, no, no, let go off
me~!! Don’t let them take me, Severus, don’t let them take our baby away~!! Please~!!”
“Let go of him!! Don’t touch him!!”
Severus struggled, only to make the chains tighten in response, bruising him. “Pet,
pet, look at me—get your hands off him, you bitch!—Look at me! You’re going to
be alright! I will get you out of this, I promise! I will get you out—don’t
touch him!—and we will be together again, please, believe me! I will save you, I
swear!”
“No, no, no…I don’t wanna go…I don’t—SEVERUS~!!!”
“Harry! HARRY!!”
Apparently Kingsley, who saw that
the two grown witches couldn’t even pull away a small boy, got a little
impatient and went over instead to take over, using his huge physique and
strength to tear him away from Severus and hoist him over his shoulders. Harry tried
to wriggle out of him and stretched his arms out desperately to get to Severus,
but he was placed strongly on the crook of the Auror’s
neck, leaving no room to escape.
The entire courtroom soon echoed
with agonized screams of a man bound in the Wizengamot
chair and a boy taken away kicking and screaming in an Auror’s
arms as the trial came to an end.
A/N: Again, I had a little help
from the GoF book on Igor Karkaroff’s
hearing and the OotP book on Harry’s
hearing to help me with creating a legitimate Ministry of Magic-style courtroom
drama. AAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!! When will the hurting stop for both Harry
and Sev?! While I go bang my head
on the wall for a suicide attempt, reviews plz.
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