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Harry was looking forward to spending Christmas with his newfound family, but Albus, many names, and Dumbledore just had to mess with his and everyone’s plans. He uses the fear of Voldemort being back to keep everyone in the castle. Doesn’t he realise that they all could be sitting ducks if Voldemort decided to attack them? Harry looks at Neville; his plans were derailed, too. He knows that Neville was looking forward to spending the holiday with his newly awakened parents. No one knows yet that they are awake; it will be a big surprise for some people.
He ignores Ron and Ginny; these two just can’t take a hint. He never forgave Ron for turning his back on him last year when his name was thrown into the cup, and he had to participate. But Ron seems to be under the delusion that they are friends again. He barely speaks to Ron and ignores him mostly. He sure as hell doesn’t miss his ranting.
Harry has friends, real ones. Not backstabbing and money-stealing friends who want to bask in his glory. Ginny, the less said about her, the better. She honestly thinks he is interested in her. He feels sick just thinking about her. He shudders, no, even if she were the last woman on earth, he’d rather die than touch her. He looks over at the Ravenclaw table. Luna smiles serenely at him. He smiles back; she is one of his true friends.
He hears a groan, he doesn’t look up, he knows it’s Hermione. She can’t get a clue either. She hasn’t been stealing from him, but she is annoying him. He doesn’t let her correct his assignments anymore, and now he and Draco are on top of most classes, and she hates that. She isn’t controlling his learning anymore, and his grades are better for it. He isn’t pretending to be stupid anymore.
He looks at the Slytherin table. Draco is just as miserable as he is. Draco can feel eyes on him. He looks up and sees Harry looking at him. He nods at him; they have been friends since their second year, and no one except those he trusts know this. Harry and some others have been finding sanctuary in the Slytherin dorms to escape Granger and the Weasels. Hell, he hasn’t slept in the Gryffindor dorms since Halloween. He’s been spending his nights with his lover.
Draco looks at Dumbledore. If only the old fool would be gone already. He looks for his head of house and realises he is not there. Harry sees the empty seat and starts to worry. Hopefully Snape is alright. He knows Severus can take care of himself, but he still worries.
The doors to the Great Hall burst open, Voldemort and his Death Eaters stroll in. Albus chokes on his coffee. Voldemort laughs at the look on Albus’ face, “Surprised to see me?” Albus coughs, “How did you get past the wards? Why are you here?” Severus steps forward, “I let him in. I own 1⁄4 of Hogwarts. Not that I needed to since Tom owns another ¼,” Harry looks at Severus, who winks at him. Albus clears his throat, “What do you mean you own Hogwarts. I demand to know what is going on.”
Mme Bones steps forward, “Albus Dumbledore, you are under arrest for child abuse, child neglect, theft, attempted line theft, abuse of power, manslaughter and murder.” Two unspeakable put binding cuffs on him, he sputters, “You can’t do this. You need me to defeat Voldemort.”
Voldemort rolls his eyes, “I reabsorbed my horcruxes, Harry doesn’t need to kill me, and I do not need to kill him. The goblins were more than helpful in removing my soul piece from Harry. And the prophecy isn’t about me, it’s about you.” Albus pales. What is he talking about? Voldemort continues, “Harry and I got to talk during his second year when he had my diary. I was able to tell him the truth. I sent him to Severus and Lucius, who were able to clear up a lot of things for him. They took him to Gringotts, where we all learned the truth.” Albus pales, and he knows nothing can save him now.
Severus crosses his arms and snarls, “I was furious when Harry told me where he grew up. You told me he was loved and spoiled. I acted as you told me to. I made sure he never went back there. As a matter of fact, Vernon and Petunia Dursley are in jail for child abuse.”
The students watch Albus being led away, Lucius Malfoy turns towards the teachers, “Master Flitwick, you are acting Headmaster, Master Sprout, you are acting Deputy Headmaster. Professor McGonagall, you are no longer head of Gryffindor. There might be charges coming your way. Trelawney, you are fired. You are a fraud. Binns has been exorcized and is at rest.” He turns towards the students, “Umbridge has been arrested for illegal use of a dark artefact and child abuse. Your new DADA teacher will be Remus Lupin; he will also be the new head of Gryffindor. Firenze will be teaching Divination. Ted Tonks will be your new history teacher. We will be bringing back some classes like healing and languages. It is time for Hogwarts to change and catch up with other schools.”
Severus walks over to the Gryffindor table, “Miss Weasley, you are hereby expelled.” Ginny screeches, “What? Can’t you do that? I did nothing wrong!” Severus raises an eyebrow, “Is that so. So you didn’t try to dose Harry with an illegal love potion and try to get pregnant? Not to mention you broke the Hogwarts code of conduct by being your slutty self. Your father was appalled when I gave him the list of names of boys you slept with. What you did could be considered prostitution since they gave you gifts in return for sex.” Ginny cries, “You are lying. I love Harry, and he loves me. I am still a virgin.”
Harry snorts, “I can’t stand you. I’ll never love you, and I certainly don’t want children with you.” Voldemort casts a spell, “Look at that, you are not a virgin, and oh my, you are pregnant. Better find out who the father is. I doubt you know yourself.” Yaxley steps forward, “Ginny Weasley, you are under arrest for attempted line theft and illegal potions making.” Ginny spits at Yaxley, “Don’t touch me, you filthy Death Eater. Don’t lie to them, Harry, tell them the truth. We belong together.” Harry laughs, “I belong with my husband. You have nothing I want.” Ginny pales, “Husband? You were supposed to marry me. Dumbledore said so.”
Harry gets up and kisses Severus long and deep. Ginny yells, “You are sick. This is perverted. He did something to you. There is no way you would ever lower yourself to be someone like Snape.”
Harry smirks, “But I do. I go down on my knees and suck his..”
Severus puts a hand on his mouth, “I love you, but no one needs to know what we do in our bedroom.”
Draco walks over to Harry and his godfather, “So I take it we don’t have to hide anymore?”
Voldemort nods, “You can all drop your masks now.” Voldemort looks at Harry, “I hope you enjoyed your present, son.”
Harry hugs his father, “I did. Thank you dad.”