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Reprisal
Chapter Number/Total: 45/49
Chapter Title: Reprisal
Words: 2450 Words
Harry wasn't exactly looking forward to seeing Snape, but he knew that they needed to go back to Grimmauld to talk to him and figure something out with the man. They also needed to speak with Tonks and Lupin as well to get the whole mess sorted out.
They were heading over there right now. Harry, Draco, Hermione and Ron.
"Everyone ready?" Harry asked with no real enthusiasm, staring around at the other three.
"Yes, we're ready," said Hermione.
Draco nodded. "Ready," he said. He felt uneasy but he knew they needed to do this.
Harry sighed quietly. "All right, let's go," he said and Apparated, appearing in the kitchen of Grimmauld Place a moment later.
Draco snorted. "Why do we always arrive in the kitchen?" he asked.
Harry shrugged. "Because it's the room everyone is usually in, I suppose."
"I have never even been in the kitchen at the Manor," Draco said.
"Ever?" Hermione asked, her eyebrows high on her forehead.
Draco shrugged. "Why would I go there?"
Hermione opened her mouth, but Ron intervened before any sound came out. "Where's Lupin?" he asked.
Harry shrugged again. "I don't know," he said, looking around.
"Maybe they are upstairs," Draco said, starting to walk up them.
"It's the only other place they can be," said Harry, following him up.
Draco heard voices coming from the library and knocked on the door.
"Who's there?" asked the voices from inside.
"Draco and Harry," the blond answered, and the door was opened by Tonks. She looked upset, as did Remus behind her. They had apparently been arguing.
Harry raised an eyebrow just the tiniest bit. "Erm ... we can come back later ...." he said slowly.
"No, come in," Remus said, and Tonks stepped back to let them through.
Harry moved hesitantly into the room and simply stood there in the centre of it, staring at Lupin and Tonks.
Draco followed but nodded toward Tonks. "Hello, cousin," he said, then, "Remus."
Harry gave a small smile. "So, I imagine you were expecting us?" he asked.
"Where's Ron and Hermione?" Remus asked.
Harry looked around Draco to see the doorway. "I thought they had followed me up," he said. "Must be down in the kitchen still."
"I'll go get them," Tonks said and left the room, heading toward the kitchen.
Harry watched her go and was silent for a moment before turning to Lupin. "Everything all right here?" he asked, the question being open enough for Lupin to answer any way he liked.
"There is an investigation at the Ministry," the man said with a sigh. "They want to know where the Lestrange brothers are."
Harry sighed quietly and nodded. "You understand why I did it, don't you?" he asked, pained expression in place.
"Yes," Remus said, sitting down. "But it counts as helping Death Eaters escape custody," he said. "Tonks could go to prison. They may even arrest you two."
Harry looked at Lupin with slightly widened eyes. "Can't we say they escaped from us?" he asked.
"How is that better? You took them out of Ministry custody," Remus said. "You broke the law."
"Fuck," Harry cursed quietly. "It's not like I had a choice. I couldn't just let them take them to Azkaban with what they knew."
Remus groaned, putting his face in his hands.
"Harry," Draco said, "he understands that, but we can't explain that to the Ministry."
"Well, what the hell am I supposed to do then?!" Harry snapped angrily, and then he sighed. "Sorry," he muttered.
"I wish I knew, Harry," Remus said, sighing again. "That is something we have been trying to figure out."
Harry buried his hands in his hair and huffed, simply standing there for a few minutes.
Draco put his arm around Harry and led him over to a chair. "Sit down, love," he said.
Harry allowed himself to be led and sat down heavily, closing his eyes. "How's Snape doing?" he asked finally, still not opening his eyes.
"Rude," Remus said, "which means better."
Harry snorted humourlessly. "Right." He really didn't know what else to say. He didn't know what to do about the fucking Ministry or Tonks' job. He didn't fucking know what to do about anything.
Hermione and Ron entered then and strode into the room.
"So, what's up?" asked Ron, taking a seat on the sofa.
Harry groaned quietly. "The Ministry might try to arrest us," he said.
Both Hermione's and Ron's eyes widened.
"What?!" Hermione asked.
"Not you two, just Tonks, Harry and myself," Draco said.
"Why?" Ron asked, looking just as shocked that Harry, Draco, and Tonks might be arrested.
"The Death Eaters," said Harry. "We could be arrested for helping them 'escape'."
Tonks stood in the doorway. "Because we broke them out of custody," she said wearily.
Harry winced. "Tonks, I am so sorry - I would never have had you do that if I hadn't had to. Is there anything I can do to take the blame for it? Say I hexed you or something to get them out?"
She laughed a bit. "Told you, Remus."
"No," Draco said. "You will not."
Harry shot Draco a disgruntled look. "It's my fault," he said. "She shouldn't have had to do it."
Draco huffed. "She knew the consequences, didn't you?"
"I did," Tonks said firmly.
"And we need you. You cannot go to Azkaban," Draco said.
"You can't either," Harry said to Draco, voice demanding as if literally refusing to let Draco go. "They can't take you from me, can they?"
"I am going to take full responsibility," Tonks said.
"No," Remus said.
"No, you can't do that," said Harry, grasping his hair again and groaning.
Draco leaned on the arm of the chair and put his arm around Harry.
"Remus, Harry," Tonks said, hands on her hips and looking very serious. "I can tell the Ministry you didn't know I would be taking them somewhere. Then say they got away. I know you don't want me to do this, but we can't have Harry in prison."
Harry groaned quietly again, but he didn't say anything as he knew they were right. He didn't want to say that he knew, however.
"Thank you, cousin," Draco said. "Will you actually turn yourself in?"
"No," Remus said again, getting quite agitated.
Harry couldn't look at Lupin. Sirius had gone to Azkaban and been taken away from him and now it was possible that Tonks would be too, and it was all Harry's fault.
Tonks walked up to Remus and stood in front of him. She reached a hand down and ran fingers through his hair, smiling. "You know I have to," she said quietly.
Harry frowned heavily and leaned into Draco, still unable to look at the couple in front of him.
Remus put an arm around her waist and buried his face against her stomach.
"Is there a way to get your confession on record and then hide you here?" Draco asked.
Harry looked up hopefully. "Could you do that?" he asked quietly.
"I am not sure how," Tonks said. "I don't think a letter or something like that would be enough to clear you two."
"Let me contact the family solicitor," Draco said. "If he could get my father out of some of the things he has done, maybe he can do something here?"
Harry raised an eyebrow. "You have one?" he asked.
"The family lawyer, yes," Draco said.
"Why didn't you use the lawyer when we were dealing with the Ministry?”
Draco huffed. "Because at that time he was Father's lawyer," he explained. "Now I control the Malfoy estates and he works for me."
"Ah, right," said Harry. "Well yes, we should do that then." He sounded hopeful.
Draco kissed Harry on top of the head and went to the desk, where he pulled out parchment and a quill and began writing.
Tonks watched him. "You are a better man than your father ever was, cousin," she said proudly.
Draco raised an eyebrow, smiling slightly, but kept writing.
"That's an understatement," said Harry.
Remus nodded. "Thanks," he said to Draco, his voice thick with emotion.
"I am just writing a letter," Draco said. "Thank me when the problem is actually solved."
Harry sighed and watched Draco finish up.
"So what now?" asked Ron.
Draco sealed the letter and then handed it to Tonks. "Please owl this as soon as possible."
She nodded and, giving Remus a quick kiss on the cheek, left to send it.
"Now, we need to talk with Severus," Draco sighed.
Harry made just the slightest face at that but nodded.
"Will he want to talk with us?" Hermione asked uncertainly, indicating herself and Ron.
"I doubt he'll want to talk to me," said Harry. "No, I know he won't want to talk to me, but I'm going up with Draco."
Draco snorted. "Since the three of you saved him from my aunt's plan," the blond said, "I think you have earned the right to talk to him whether he likes it or not. If you want to."
"I'm going," said Harry. "I want to know what happened."
Hermione sighed. "I suppose I'll go too," she said.
Ron got to his feet. "Shall we?" he asked.
Harry shrugged and nodded. "Coming, Remus?" he asked.
Remus made a face, but got to his feet, nodding.
Draco led the small parade upstairs to the room Severus was in. He knocked and heard "Enter" as a response.
Every single one of them trouped into the room and Harry stood looking at Snape, waiting for whatever snide remark he was sure to give.
Snape was dressed and sitting up in the bed, leaning against the headboard and reading a book. He closed the book and looked up at the suddenly crowded room. "I suppose it was inevitable," he said, sighing.
Draco smirked but sat down on the bed, facing the older man. "You look like you are feeling better," he said.
"Quite," Snape replied.
Harry and the rest just stood and watched, Harry not knowing what to say to the man at all since demanding information about what had happened with Bellatrix seemed inappropriate.
"Aunt Bella is dead and the Lestrange brothers are incarcerated in the Manor dungeon," Draco said.
Snape nodded. "Good."
"We might be in trouble though," said Harry. "Tonks, Draco and I."
"I take it the Ministry didn't give you permission to take them," Snape said.
"They know too much," Draco said.
"They didn't get it from me," Snape said. "Apparently Lucius knew something about the Horcruxes and told Bellatrix when he got out of Azkaban. She tried to get me to tell her more."
"And Voldemort didn't know about any of that?" Harry asked quickly, brows coming together.
Snape shook his head. "She wanted to present him with evidence that I was a traitor," he said. "She was going to present the four of you as a present for him as well."
Harry's face paled slightly at that. He couldn't believe how close they had come to losing the entire war with only a little bit of information leaked.
"Bloody hell," said Ron.
"Ron and Hermione got Harry away," Draco said, "but I was taken."
"Yes," Snape said, then looked into his godson's eyes, "I could hear you."
Harry shuddered at the memory of Draco's screams. It was the worse sound he had ever heard in his life.
Draco shuddered, closing his eyes as memories filled his mind for a moment. He could feel the pain and hear his aunt's laughter. When he opened his eyes again, Severus was holding his hand.
"I'm sorry," the older man said.
Draco's eyes were wide. He had never heard any of the adults in his life apologise before. "Not your fault," he said, dropping his gaze.
Harry realised that he didn't know what to call Snape. Calling him sir when not in school seemed wrong, calling him Snape to his face when not angry seemed wrong as well, and calling him Severus was certainly not something Harry was about to do, so he settled with calling him nothing at all. "Erm, how exactly did she get you?" he asked. "How were you captured?"
Snape drew his attention away from Draco and frowned at Harry. "After what happened ... on the tower," he said, "I have been highly trusted among the Death Eaters. My place in the inner circle was firm. The only ones who still didn't trust me were those three. She set up a meeting to talk with me. I couldn't refuse."
"So Voldemort still trusts you then?" Harry asked seriously.
"He did," Snape replied, "and if nothing has leaked out, probably still will."
Harry nodded, not really knowing if he should say "Good" or not.
"Will you go back?" Draco asked, looking at Severus' hand on his.
"I have to," Snape answered.
Harry was silent once again, and a bit unnerved actually from Snape's behaviour. He didn't know what to make of it and was uncomfortable with this side of Snape.
"The brooch," Draco said, pulling it from his pocket. "Aunt Bella had this."
Severus reached for it and looked at it carefully. "It looks authentic." He shrugged and then looked at Draco. "It's not one of them?"
"No." Draco sighed. "So we are back to trying to figure out what and where they are."
"I don't think she knew either," Snape said. "But I did see a painting of the founders with this brooch in it."
"This is the last one we need to find," said Hermione. "One soul piece is in the snake and the other in Voldemort himself."
Harry nodded. "So we've only got to find one more Horcrux."
"Assuming the snake is one," Draco said, "then yes, one more."
"I doubt Dumbledore was wrong," said Harry, but he shivered at the thought of that possibility.
Draco didn't say anything about Dumbledore; he knew Harry was loyal to him. "So what will you tell the Dark Lord about what happened?" he asked.
"I will say that I participated in the attack on you," Snape replied. "You got away when the Aurors came in, and that I have been hiding since. That is the story that Shacklebolt and Tonks have put forth to the Ministry as well."
Harry sighed. "What a bloody mess," he said very quietly so that only he actually heard it. "You'll have to go back to him soon, won't you?" he asked Snape.
"The sooner the better," Snape said irritably.
"I expect there will be ... some sort of retaliation," Harry said quietly. "We should be prepared."
"Most certainly," Snape said, and Draco nodded.
"I'll call a meeting," Harry said. "We can set up plans then."
Chapter Title: Reprisal
Words: 2450 Words
Harry wasn't exactly looking forward to seeing Snape, but he knew that they needed to go back to Grimmauld to talk to him and figure something out with the man. They also needed to speak with Tonks and Lupin as well to get the whole mess sorted out.
They were heading over there right now. Harry, Draco, Hermione and Ron.
"Everyone ready?" Harry asked with no real enthusiasm, staring around at the other three.
"Yes, we're ready," said Hermione.
Draco nodded. "Ready," he said. He felt uneasy but he knew they needed to do this.
Harry sighed quietly. "All right, let's go," he said and Apparated, appearing in the kitchen of Grimmauld Place a moment later.
Draco snorted. "Why do we always arrive in the kitchen?" he asked.
Harry shrugged. "Because it's the room everyone is usually in, I suppose."
"I have never even been in the kitchen at the Manor," Draco said.
"Ever?" Hermione asked, her eyebrows high on her forehead.
Draco shrugged. "Why would I go there?"
Hermione opened her mouth, but Ron intervened before any sound came out. "Where's Lupin?" he asked.
Harry shrugged again. "I don't know," he said, looking around.
"Maybe they are upstairs," Draco said, starting to walk up them.
"It's the only other place they can be," said Harry, following him up.
Draco heard voices coming from the library and knocked on the door.
"Who's there?" asked the voices from inside.
"Draco and Harry," the blond answered, and the door was opened by Tonks. She looked upset, as did Remus behind her. They had apparently been arguing.
Harry raised an eyebrow just the tiniest bit. "Erm ... we can come back later ...." he said slowly.
"No, come in," Remus said, and Tonks stepped back to let them through.
Harry moved hesitantly into the room and simply stood there in the centre of it, staring at Lupin and Tonks.
Draco followed but nodded toward Tonks. "Hello, cousin," he said, then, "Remus."
Harry gave a small smile. "So, I imagine you were expecting us?" he asked.
"Where's Ron and Hermione?" Remus asked.
Harry looked around Draco to see the doorway. "I thought they had followed me up," he said. "Must be down in the kitchen still."
"I'll go get them," Tonks said and left the room, heading toward the kitchen.
Harry watched her go and was silent for a moment before turning to Lupin. "Everything all right here?" he asked, the question being open enough for Lupin to answer any way he liked.
"There is an investigation at the Ministry," the man said with a sigh. "They want to know where the Lestrange brothers are."
Harry sighed quietly and nodded. "You understand why I did it, don't you?" he asked, pained expression in place.
"Yes," Remus said, sitting down. "But it counts as helping Death Eaters escape custody," he said. "Tonks could go to prison. They may even arrest you two."
Harry looked at Lupin with slightly widened eyes. "Can't we say they escaped from us?" he asked.
"How is that better? You took them out of Ministry custody," Remus said. "You broke the law."
"Fuck," Harry cursed quietly. "It's not like I had a choice. I couldn't just let them take them to Azkaban with what they knew."
Remus groaned, putting his face in his hands.
"Harry," Draco said, "he understands that, but we can't explain that to the Ministry."
"Well, what the hell am I supposed to do then?!" Harry snapped angrily, and then he sighed. "Sorry," he muttered.
"I wish I knew, Harry," Remus said, sighing again. "That is something we have been trying to figure out."
Harry buried his hands in his hair and huffed, simply standing there for a few minutes.
Draco put his arm around Harry and led him over to a chair. "Sit down, love," he said.
Harry allowed himself to be led and sat down heavily, closing his eyes. "How's Snape doing?" he asked finally, still not opening his eyes.
"Rude," Remus said, "which means better."
Harry snorted humourlessly. "Right." He really didn't know what else to say. He didn't know what to do about the fucking Ministry or Tonks' job. He didn't fucking know what to do about anything.
Hermione and Ron entered then and strode into the room.
"So, what's up?" asked Ron, taking a seat on the sofa.
Harry groaned quietly. "The Ministry might try to arrest us," he said.
Both Hermione's and Ron's eyes widened.
"What?!" Hermione asked.
"Not you two, just Tonks, Harry and myself," Draco said.
"Why?" Ron asked, looking just as shocked that Harry, Draco, and Tonks might be arrested.
"The Death Eaters," said Harry. "We could be arrested for helping them 'escape'."
Tonks stood in the doorway. "Because we broke them out of custody," she said wearily.
Harry winced. "Tonks, I am so sorry - I would never have had you do that if I hadn't had to. Is there anything I can do to take the blame for it? Say I hexed you or something to get them out?"
She laughed a bit. "Told you, Remus."
"No," Draco said. "You will not."
Harry shot Draco a disgruntled look. "It's my fault," he said. "She shouldn't have had to do it."
Draco huffed. "She knew the consequences, didn't you?"
"I did," Tonks said firmly.
"And we need you. You cannot go to Azkaban," Draco said.
"You can't either," Harry said to Draco, voice demanding as if literally refusing to let Draco go. "They can't take you from me, can they?"
"I am going to take full responsibility," Tonks said.
"No," Remus said.
"No, you can't do that," said Harry, grasping his hair again and groaning.
Draco leaned on the arm of the chair and put his arm around Harry.
"Remus, Harry," Tonks said, hands on her hips and looking very serious. "I can tell the Ministry you didn't know I would be taking them somewhere. Then say they got away. I know you don't want me to do this, but we can't have Harry in prison."
Harry groaned quietly again, but he didn't say anything as he knew they were right. He didn't want to say that he knew, however.
"Thank you, cousin," Draco said. "Will you actually turn yourself in?"
"No," Remus said again, getting quite agitated.
Harry couldn't look at Lupin. Sirius had gone to Azkaban and been taken away from him and now it was possible that Tonks would be too, and it was all Harry's fault.
Tonks walked up to Remus and stood in front of him. She reached a hand down and ran fingers through his hair, smiling. "You know I have to," she said quietly.
Harry frowned heavily and leaned into Draco, still unable to look at the couple in front of him.
Remus put an arm around her waist and buried his face against her stomach.
"Is there a way to get your confession on record and then hide you here?" Draco asked.
Harry looked up hopefully. "Could you do that?" he asked quietly.
"I am not sure how," Tonks said. "I don't think a letter or something like that would be enough to clear you two."
"Let me contact the family solicitor," Draco said. "If he could get my father out of some of the things he has done, maybe he can do something here?"
Harry raised an eyebrow. "You have one?" he asked.
"The family lawyer, yes," Draco said.
"Why didn't you use the lawyer when we were dealing with the Ministry?”
Draco huffed. "Because at that time he was Father's lawyer," he explained. "Now I control the Malfoy estates and he works for me."
"Ah, right," said Harry. "Well yes, we should do that then." He sounded hopeful.
Draco kissed Harry on top of the head and went to the desk, where he pulled out parchment and a quill and began writing.
Tonks watched him. "You are a better man than your father ever was, cousin," she said proudly.
Draco raised an eyebrow, smiling slightly, but kept writing.
"That's an understatement," said Harry.
Remus nodded. "Thanks," he said to Draco, his voice thick with emotion.
"I am just writing a letter," Draco said. "Thank me when the problem is actually solved."
Harry sighed and watched Draco finish up.
"So what now?" asked Ron.
Draco sealed the letter and then handed it to Tonks. "Please owl this as soon as possible."
She nodded and, giving Remus a quick kiss on the cheek, left to send it.
"Now, we need to talk with Severus," Draco sighed.
Harry made just the slightest face at that but nodded.
"Will he want to talk with us?" Hermione asked uncertainly, indicating herself and Ron.
"I doubt he'll want to talk to me," said Harry. "No, I know he won't want to talk to me, but I'm going up with Draco."
Draco snorted. "Since the three of you saved him from my aunt's plan," the blond said, "I think you have earned the right to talk to him whether he likes it or not. If you want to."
"I'm going," said Harry. "I want to know what happened."
Hermione sighed. "I suppose I'll go too," she said.
Ron got to his feet. "Shall we?" he asked.
Harry shrugged and nodded. "Coming, Remus?" he asked.
Remus made a face, but got to his feet, nodding.
Draco led the small parade upstairs to the room Severus was in. He knocked and heard "Enter" as a response.
Every single one of them trouped into the room and Harry stood looking at Snape, waiting for whatever snide remark he was sure to give.
Snape was dressed and sitting up in the bed, leaning against the headboard and reading a book. He closed the book and looked up at the suddenly crowded room. "I suppose it was inevitable," he said, sighing.
Draco smirked but sat down on the bed, facing the older man. "You look like you are feeling better," he said.
"Quite," Snape replied.
Harry and the rest just stood and watched, Harry not knowing what to say to the man at all since demanding information about what had happened with Bellatrix seemed inappropriate.
"Aunt Bella is dead and the Lestrange brothers are incarcerated in the Manor dungeon," Draco said.
Snape nodded. "Good."
"We might be in trouble though," said Harry. "Tonks, Draco and I."
"I take it the Ministry didn't give you permission to take them," Snape said.
"They know too much," Draco said.
"They didn't get it from me," Snape said. "Apparently Lucius knew something about the Horcruxes and told Bellatrix when he got out of Azkaban. She tried to get me to tell her more."
"And Voldemort didn't know about any of that?" Harry asked quickly, brows coming together.
Snape shook his head. "She wanted to present him with evidence that I was a traitor," he said. "She was going to present the four of you as a present for him as well."
Harry's face paled slightly at that. He couldn't believe how close they had come to losing the entire war with only a little bit of information leaked.
"Bloody hell," said Ron.
"Ron and Hermione got Harry away," Draco said, "but I was taken."
"Yes," Snape said, then looked into his godson's eyes, "I could hear you."
Harry shuddered at the memory of Draco's screams. It was the worse sound he had ever heard in his life.
Draco shuddered, closing his eyes as memories filled his mind for a moment. He could feel the pain and hear his aunt's laughter. When he opened his eyes again, Severus was holding his hand.
"I'm sorry," the older man said.
Draco's eyes were wide. He had never heard any of the adults in his life apologise before. "Not your fault," he said, dropping his gaze.
Harry realised that he didn't know what to call Snape. Calling him sir when not in school seemed wrong, calling him Snape to his face when not angry seemed wrong as well, and calling him Severus was certainly not something Harry was about to do, so he settled with calling him nothing at all. "Erm, how exactly did she get you?" he asked. "How were you captured?"
Snape drew his attention away from Draco and frowned at Harry. "After what happened ... on the tower," he said, "I have been highly trusted among the Death Eaters. My place in the inner circle was firm. The only ones who still didn't trust me were those three. She set up a meeting to talk with me. I couldn't refuse."
"So Voldemort still trusts you then?" Harry asked seriously.
"He did," Snape replied, "and if nothing has leaked out, probably still will."
Harry nodded, not really knowing if he should say "Good" or not.
"Will you go back?" Draco asked, looking at Severus' hand on his.
"I have to," Snape answered.
Harry was silent once again, and a bit unnerved actually from Snape's behaviour. He didn't know what to make of it and was uncomfortable with this side of Snape.
"The brooch," Draco said, pulling it from his pocket. "Aunt Bella had this."
Severus reached for it and looked at it carefully. "It looks authentic." He shrugged and then looked at Draco. "It's not one of them?"
"No." Draco sighed. "So we are back to trying to figure out what and where they are."
"I don't think she knew either," Snape said. "But I did see a painting of the founders with this brooch in it."
"This is the last one we need to find," said Hermione. "One soul piece is in the snake and the other in Voldemort himself."
Harry nodded. "So we've only got to find one more Horcrux."
"Assuming the snake is one," Draco said, "then yes, one more."
"I doubt Dumbledore was wrong," said Harry, but he shivered at the thought of that possibility.
Draco didn't say anything about Dumbledore; he knew Harry was loyal to him. "So what will you tell the Dark Lord about what happened?" he asked.
"I will say that I participated in the attack on you," Snape replied. "You got away when the Aurors came in, and that I have been hiding since. That is the story that Shacklebolt and Tonks have put forth to the Ministry as well."
Harry sighed. "What a bloody mess," he said very quietly so that only he actually heard it. "You'll have to go back to him soon, won't you?" he asked Snape.
"The sooner the better," Snape said irritably.
"I expect there will be ... some sort of retaliation," Harry said quietly. "We should be prepared."
"Most certainly," Snape said, and Draco nodded.
"I'll call a meeting," Harry said. "We can set up plans then."