Harry Potter and the Demise of Dumbledore

Hey guys, sorry it took soooo long for me to update, i got caught up in the new book and bogged down at work and stuff. Anyways i hope you like it, it took me like 6 tries to actually get this on paper the right way. Oh yeah, i decided to bring back Snape, i had some trouble deciding whether or not he would be alive after the battle in my story, but fuck trying to make up a new potions master. Thanks to all my lovely reviewers!!! Keep it up guys, if i get enough response you might have another shocking chapter by tomorrow!

I own nothing, (well i kinda do own Anton)J.K. Rowling is a F-ing GENIUS (even if the bitch did kill Tonks)!!!

Chapter 9: Remix

“Harold Potter…Step forward!” Gasps could be heard all around the Great Hall, and everyone except Harry and a few very shrewd Slytherins were shocked. Dumbledore looked like he was about to kill, but luckily for him no one saw his lapse of composure. When the murmuring had quieted, Harry stood slowly and confidently, then made his way to the Hat placed in front of the Head Table. Harry showed no hesitation when he reached the Hat, he simply stood strait and tall while he placed the ancient Hat on his head. “Ah, greetings to you!” the Hat spoke inside his head.

“And to you,” Harry returned, “I have to ask, why now? After six years, why now?”

“Because you are ready. You have finally accepted what you are. I hope you appreciate just how difficult it was to sort you the first time, knowing whose blood runs through your veins.”

“Yes, yes. I understand that know, but could we go ahead and finish? Everyone is staring.”

“Of course. Don’t fight it, this is where you truly belong you know…SLYTHERIN!!!”

Raucous applause broke out at the pronouncement from the last place most expected, the Slytherin table. Shrieks could be heard elsewhere, and even a few sobs. Then Ron Weasley stood, face a flushed a deep auburn in fury.

“Traitor!!! I knew it! You traitor, you’ve gone Dark! Do you see know Hermione, your new boyfriend is the next Dark Lord!” He screamed his wand pointing at Harry, but his arm shaking.

When he stopped speaking, Harry snapped his fingers and transfigured Ron’s wand into a bouquet of pink roses which slowly turned from luminous and lovely to a bouquet of dead black roses. Any one who looked into it at more than face value could see that this was more than a prank, Harry had changed Ron’s wand from the symbol of friendship to a symbol of Death. Ron, once Harry’s most trusted friend was dead to him.

“Ronald, even IF Lord Potter was my new boyfriend, you were never my old one! For your information, I’m not dating anyone in the student body. I happen to be engaged to someone with more honor and loyalty in their little finger than you have in your entire body.”

“HERMIONE GRANGER!!! Step forward!” Apparently the Hat wasn’t done quite yet. Hermione hid her surprise skillfully, only the best Slytherins could tell. She too walked forward with confidence to the Hat and placed it on her brow. Unlike Harry, the Hat immediately voiced its verdict for Hermione, “RAVENCLAW!!!”

This time more than one house found it in them to applaud the newly re-Sorted student, both Slytherin and Ravenclaw gave a warm welcome to Hermione, while Harry (who was still standing beside the Hat) hugged Hermione and kissed her left hand, which was bearing a large diamond engagement ring. “Congratulations, but you will have to answer to more than me for not telling,” Harry whispered into her ear. He looked over her shoulder and gave Anton a wink and the slightest nods. He knew it was he who had proposed to her, Victor already had acceptance in the Wizarding world as a pureblood, but with the engagement to a Noble in the Wizarding world Hermione would not have to worry about any lingering resentment for being Muggle born.

Before anymore outbursts could spring up, the Hat spoke again, this time calling Neville who was placed in Hufflepuff. After once more receiving warm applause and no more names being called out, the three newly Sorted seventh years made their way over to their tables. They knew why Seamus hadn’t been re-Sorted, he truly was a pure Gryffindor. When they sat, the Hat began its normal routine and sang its song, but offering no information about why it had changed the Houses of three prominent Gryffindors, and sorted the first years. The Feast went on without a hitch, and Dumbledore introduced Victor and Anton to the student body. While dinner was being served, Harry leaned over to Draco and whispered into his ear, “I’m so happy for Hermione, she’s going to be Lady Rolistav soon. You know what though, it gets me thinking, how great would it be to unite the Houses of Potter and Malfoy?”

Draco almost choked on the potatoes he was eating when he heard that. “Are you serious? Are you asking me to marry you?”

“No, I’m asking you to sign a treaty. Of course I’m asking you to marry me!” Harry whispered back to him, “I know we have only been together for a month, but I know I couldn’t bear to spend my life without you, much less with anyone else. Be my husband Draco, please?”

“Yes, yes!!! I will. You have melted the ice around my heart Harry, and I feel the same way.” The shared a kiss right there in the center of the Great Hall, not caring who saw or what they thought. While the were rapped up in their moment they failed to notice that once again they were being surrounded by a blinding white light, but everyone else did. When it dissipated Harry was pulling away from Draco grinning like a fool. They seemed to glow of their own accord to those present and on each of their left hands could be seen miniature versions of the other’s signet. Whispers broke out immediately around the room, and the Slytherin portion of the Elite Eight leaned in to get the scoop.

“What was that?” Blaise asked for Pansy and Millicent.

“I just asked Draco to marry me!”

“Well I could see that from the rings, but what was that light?”

“Light? What are you talking about? What light?”

“The light that almost blinded the entire Hall, it was like…”

“The Bond of Eternal Souls, oh Harry! Draco!” Hermione had once again come to the rescue and skidded over to the table with all the answers. “Why didn’t you tell us? Oh, its so rare, but when has that ever stopped you Harry?”

“What do you mean the Bond of Eternal Souls? What is that?” Harry said.

“It is the bond of eternal soul mates Harry, we…I…you…” Draco couldn’t seem to finish the thought on his lips. He looked to those that knew him best like he was on the verge of tears. A deep joy seemed to be radiating off of him.

“Lets go talk about this somewhere less public, shall we?” Harry said, and he rose to his feet along with the other seven of the group. They exited the Hall amid stares of disbelief, and made their way to the only place that they could think would supply the proper amount of shelter and privacy for them, the Room of Requirement. “Tell me everything you know about this Hermione. What is the Bond of Eternal Souls?”

“Well, it’s a bond between soul mates, it’s the purest bond of love ever recorded. Its not something that you can initiate consciously. It only happens naturally, its usually in seen in magical creatures, when they find their mates, but you aren’t Veela or Vampire or anything like that. Even then its really rare, the only Wizards to actually have it were Merlin and Morgan LaFey, at least that its known of.”

“News flash Hermione,” Harry said, “I’m part Elf, that would qualify I think.”

“Not to mention I’m a quarter Veela and an eighth Vampire. Thank the gods I don’t need blood though, that would fucking blow!” Draco said with a laugh. “Oh, and Hermione, congratulations. When did they propose?”

“Last night, it was so romantic, Anton got on one knee (here Draco elbows Harry in the ribs) and told us how much each of us meant to him and how he couldn’t imagine spending a day without us by his side. Then he pulled out this lovely box and…” Pansy shrieked and ran to give her a bone crushing hug.

The rest of the night went by quickly, everyone congratulating Hermione, and Harry and Draco several times. Before it got too late though they all headed to their dorms for the night. Harry and Draco were pleased to find that they had been assigned to the same room, and quickly threw up a strong silencing charm. They were free of their clothes with the help of magic and ready to celebrate their new engagement. When they found themselves on the bed, Draco switched things up a bit from their normal routine and was hovering over his beautiful lover, mate. The blonde usually let Harry take control, but tonight he felt the need to assert himself a little more. As he began to grind their hips together, to a rhythm only he could here, Harry hissed. Draco could never resist it when Harry slipped into parseltongue, it was like an aphrodisiac for him and before he knew it he had Harry on his in front of him begging Draco to fuck him for the first time. Draco reverently lined up his throbbing member with Harry’s waiting hole and slowly slid in. To Harry it was like a drug, the feeling of Draco inside him made him feel complete and whole like nothing else could. Harry knew it was the right move to ask Draco for his hand, and feelings of euphoria swept over him as Draco rode him to the heights of ecstasy. They came screaming each other’s names and collapsed onto the mattress before switching positions and going again, Harry had to fight through some residual soreness, but soon found himself in the groove of lovemaking and didn’t spare a second thought to the tingle in his backside. It was quite late by the time they finished their round of lovemaking, and neither were looking forward to the start of classes the next day.

*****

True to form, the headmaster had to see that the first day of classes would not go smoothly for the boy who lived. Harry’s first class was double potions with the greasy git himself, Severus Snape. ‘So what if he wasn’t actually loyal to Voldie, the prick still saw to it that I was as miserable as possible for the last six years!’ Harry fumed inside his head. Draco seemed to be able to read Harry’s thoughts because he promptly said, “Don’t fret about Sev love. He’s really very protective of his own, that’s what you are now. Plus you have to have some ability with potions to make it to the N.E.W.T Level class. It will be alright, you’ll see.”

“I am NOT fretting! Love you know what he was like to me in class every year, and you can’t even imagine what the Occulmancey lessons were like! But I guess I will have you beside me to help me if I need it, right?”

“Of course. Now lets go before we’re late!” Draco said with exasperation in his voice. Potions passed surprisingly smoothly, the only hitch being when it came to test the potion they were working on that day. It was a potion that with a drop of a person’s blood would reveal his or her lineage and magical standing in those families attached to the line. Snape had chosen it due to the overwhelming majority of the students in the class being of pureblood descent and the ease of verifying the results with their knowledge of their own lines, that and the meddling Headmaster insisted upon it.

At the testing stage, Harry raised his hand and when acknowledged by the Professor with a curt nod and asked, “Sir, will the Headmaster have access to the results of this potion?”

“Yes Lord Potter, he will indeed have access to the results of the potion and its testing,” Snape replied with an arched eyebrow.

“Would it be possible, since the point of the test is to verify the correct brewing of the potion, to test mine against someone other than myself. There are things I feel the Headmaster does not need to know, especially with his track record concerning my family.”

“Indeed Lord Potter…15 points to Slytherin for asking your first intelligent question in my class and for the use of Slytherin cunning and guile, even if you did so in a slightly Gryffindor-ish manor.”

“Well I’m still learning Sir,” Harry said grinning.

“Yes, and quickly at that. Your potion will be tested against the results of Lord Malfoy’s, there should be no flaw with his brewing. He seems to have come out with the correct brewing as it seems have you.”

This entire exchange took place at Draco and Harry’s brewing station, and Harry was thankful that the entire class could not hear the exchange, only those in the immediate vicinity, who all happened to be friends of theirs. The results of his compared to Draco’s were only slightly different when Draco tested the two on separate sheets of paper clearly labeled as to who’s potion was who’s. Surprisingly, it was Harry’s whose was more detailed in the result, something Harry relished, and Draco resented. Apparently Snape was just as confounded as Draco was when he saw the result. Draco’s gave an accurate, yet more simplified representation of his family tree, where as Harry’s was more intricate, even listing the couple’s engagement, and to the shock of both, the listing of four unborn children: two unborn sets of twins. Harry and Draco were shocked speechless, while Snape quickly composed himself, and fetched Michael Corner’s failed attempt in a small flask and asked Harry to deposit a drop of his blood in the potion before pouring it over a piece of parchment.

“Lord Potter, we cannot allow this knowledge to circulate. Bottle your real potion and turn these false results in for a zero. You and Draco should come see me after classes have ended for today. We need to talk.” All Harry could do was nod. Then Snape discreetly banished the true results of Harry’s potion as he straitened up and began a rant about Harry’s ineptitude and lack of skill with potions. Shortly after that the class was dismissed, and Harry and Draco were more than thankful for the free period they had next. They more than needed it after such unexpected news.