A Pathetic Order
"Can you see to Doge, Poppy?" asked Minerva, now she definitely wanted a calming draught, what had stuck in Harry's caw to do this damage? Even Remus hadn't been beaten as badly as Doge, he was a member of the old generation, an advisor of the wizengamot, and he'd been in the order since its conception. Given what she knew, Minerva was surprised that Doge had been drowsed with the potion. Doge was one of Dumbledore's oldest friends. She'd heard a few sentences here and there that Doge was referred to Albus' dim-witted but devoted sidekick.
Once Poppy was seeing to Doge, Minerva stalked over to Harry, whose dark mood didn't seem to have abated any. She said nothing about Severus' words to Molly, but given Severus' anger she didn't want his wrath on her. He was entitled to defend Harry, Molly had no right, as her son said to go around using that spell on anyone. Given how vindictive Harry could be, Molly would only end up in front of the wizengamot for aggravated assault. It seems she knew where her children got their hotheadedness from; it certainly wasn't Arthur who was calmer and quieter than anyone she had ever met.
"Harry?" said Minerva quietly, watching him with worried brown eyes.
Harry ignored Minerva, not wanting to say something he'd actually regret to her. He was so angry, usually he could just go out and fight to relieve the pent up emotion. That wasn't possible here, for the first time since his Dom had taken him from that damn room, he felt the claustrophobia greater than ever. To make matters worse Poppy was over there undoing all his handy work. He really should have guessed, but the idiot he was he hadn't.
"If you fix him, I walk." snapped Harry unable to keep silent.
"Did you know?" asked Arthur whispering into his son's ear, the twins had surely known something was up. They had been too happy, and very quick to defend Severus and Harry. Then again anyone with half a brain would have done so. Certainly nobody was coming to his wife's defence, although he could see some of them were extremely angry at Severus bringing up the Fabian and Gideon, with good reason. Both men were considered heroes by the people in his room.
"Yes," said Fred seriously, no sign of repentance on his face or voice. His lips twitching it was so like Harry to turn around and say something like that.
Poppy froze from where she was crouched over Doge, her gaze going from Minerva to Severus then to Harry. He was sitting at the other side of the room; arms crossed staring levelly at Poppy, no hint of remorse. The room was silent, waiting in bated breath for Poppy to do something, anything. Standing up from her crouching position, from what she'd learned of Harry was he was truthful. She didn't want to test him; no doubt Severus would leave as well. Poppy had seen how attached Severus was, she knew when he loved, he loved very much and completely. The worst of the damage had been dealt with, his nose has been fixed, and the rest were just bruises which he could fix himself.
Severus felt amusement flash through him, Harry had only been here a few weeks, and seen Poppy and Minerva only two times, yet they knew how serious he was. It may have something to do with having nothing to loose, nothing bar him was keeping Harry here, and they didn't even realize that. Or perhaps not everyone realised it, but he could almost see the clogs turning in quite a few people in the room. Arthur Weasley, Lupin, Moody even Granger but he wasn't surprised by that. Black though just looked stupefied, he'd probably have to spell it out to him. How the idiot managed to become an Auror and remain one he would never know. His amusement didn't last long, once he got the gist of Harry's emotions.
Stalking over to Harry, ignoring the rest of the room, he pulled out a calming draught and handed it to Harry. Giving him a stern look that said he had better take it, otherwise he would shove it down his throat. He was tempted to take one himself! He couldn't help but pinch the bridge of his nose. He wanted answers, Doge was useless, and he didn't understand why Harry had attacked him. Especially if his confusion was anything to go by. Attacking Remus or the others was one thing, but Doge was an old man, not someone who could keep up with Harry. Unless of course he had his wand in his hand, then he would be classed as competent.
"What the hell are you giving my godson!" snarled Sirius stalking forward, only to be held back by an irate Remus. Glaring at Remus, getting annoyed at his constant interference especially when it came to Harry. First when he asked Minerva earlier now this, it was getting beyond exasperating. It was as if Remus was trying to keep him from his godson.
"Enough, Sirius." said Minerva warning clear in her voice. She unlike Dumbledore, wasn't about to let the two bicker at each others throat during meetings. They either buckled up, acted their ages or they were out, they had a world to save, not something they could do while arguing among themselves. "If you cannot behave yourself you will find Hogwarts is no longer open to you."
"Ooo please misbehave, for me?" said Harry sarcastically, his green eyes dulling at the potion began to work and calm him down, but there was still a wicked twinkle in them.
Fred and George laughed (along with Charlie, Bill, and Ginny) the tension seemed to disappear as the twins wandered over to Harry, making their allegiance clear. They hesitated a few feet from them seeing the look Snape was giving them. They weren't about to piss him off, not wanting to risk the budding friendship they had with Harry.
"You had better be honest with me Harry, I am in no mood for half hearted excuses, is that understood?" whispered Severus into Harry's ear so nobody could overhear them, not even Minerva who was still standing pretty close to them.
Not that anyone other than a few were actually trying to listen in. the others were all gossiping about just why Harry had attacked Doge. Ranging from Harry being a deranged psychopath to being controlled by someone. Their long hard search for Harry had kept them going. Each of them imagining their hero to be pure and naïve, glaringly obvious that they didn't understand what it was like to live on the streets.
"Yes sir," murmured Harry, the calming draught had worked too well, he just wanted to close his eyes and sleep.
"Why did you attack Doge?" asked Severus a hint of sternness entering his voice. He did ask himself if he wanted to know, his mind was filled with all sorts of ideas none of them good. He knew Harry had several Dom's before him, and as an older wizard and pureblood's he probably preferred the D/s life. He liked to think Harry had more taste than to end up with a man one hundred and sixty years old. But as he had explained to Lupin, Harry would have done anything to get off the streets.
The room had gone silent hearing Severus' question, their own minds curious. To say this was an Order meeting they wouldn't be forgetting any time soon, would be putting it lightly.
"Harry," repeated Severus in warning.
"I met him," said Harry quietly, shooting a glare at everyone else in the room. Damn them, he didn't want them to see him like this. Yet he couldn't sneer or growl at Severus, not only because he respected him too much, but because his Dom would hate that. He wanted to prove how much he needed Severus, not drive him to being constantly angry with him.
"When?" asked Severus urgently.
"I was nine," replied Harry.
"I presume you mean while you were still at the Dursley's?" stated Severus resigned.
"The day before I ran away," said Harry.
Severus inhaled sharply, causing the Order to frown, what did he know that they didn't?
"Am I correct in the assumption that he is the reason Vernon Dursley stabbed you?" asked Severus sighing tiredly.
Understanding now each of them gasped, Ginny whimpered utterly horrified, she had been sheltered greatly by her parents and siblings. Despite being possessed by Lord Voldemort, she was in a worldly way innocent and naïve. Fred and George winced, unable to look at anyone, so much for knowing everything that had happened for reading a bloody newspaper. No wonder Harry had reacted the way he did earlier if his uncle had come at him with knifes during his childhood. The spell that spanked them seemed pretty damn mild now.
"I did no such thing!" exclaimed Doge wide eyed, blindly searching for his wand, terrified Snape would come after him next from where he sat against the wall. Pulling it out he whimpered pitifully when he realized it was in half, he'd had this wand since he was eleven years old. Utterly devastated he pulled out the second half and cradled his broken wand to him, suffering from a harsh blow.
Harry hissed glaring at Doge promising death if he didn't shut up.
"How would you have seen Harry never mind interacted with him?" Minerva asked Doge.
"He followed me around," snapped Harry, his voice softening he continued "Every time I went anywhere out of Privet Drive I could feel a creepy spidery sense…I never understood it. It just made me feel bad, wrong…I felt it the second I walked into the room again."
"His magic was active at the age of nine?" asked Moody staring at Potter with undisguised pride, deeply impressed.
"What does that mean?" asked Harry frowning.
"Some people's magic is more…aware than others, depending on how powerful they are. The fact you knew you were being followed speaks a great deal on how quickly your magic…matured." said Minerva in explanation. "I do not understand why him following you would cause your uncle to…" she was unable to finish the sentence. She like everyone else had heard the unvarnished truth from Vernon Dursley's mouth, but it seemed he had somehow managed to get around the Veritaserum and Severus' Legilimens. They hadn't known about Doge or the fact Vernon had stabbed Harry, but given what they knew…she wouldn't be surprised if Dumbledore had something to do with it.
"You do not understand Minerva," sighed Severus sitting down himself now, as everyone stood in silence not even attempting to talk or look at one another. "There was never a day that went by that Harry wasn't hurt, in ways that an observer should have found troubling. If I had seen Harry back in the day, I would have known something was wrong…the fact a man of his statue and age didn't report it…" Severus' voice trailed off meaningfully. Doge been in the wizengamot, seen the lowest dredges of society dragged in, if anyone in here other than himself could and should have been able to spot abuse it was him.
Harry snorted bitterly, "He saw my aunt hurt me that day, he bowed to me in a shop, causing her to go nuts. She almost yanked my arm out of its socket, roared at him then proceeded to come back. I made the mistake of asking how he knew me, she slapped me and she basically dragged me home. The second my uncle got back she told him about it. It's when I gave up hope of anyone giving a damn."
"We do," said Tonks.
Harry laughed derisively, "That's only because you want me to fight the Dark Lord for you, don't try and pretend otherwise I'm not fucking stupid. If you genuinely want someone to fucking like you, you don't go around imprisoning them when it's clear they don't want to be bloody there! And don't try and look innocent," he said coldly looking around the room. "You all took part, and if for a minute I thought it would fucking stick…and things weren't in bad shape, I would have you all arrested as accessories to kidnapping." at this point Harry looked directly at Lupin, Black and Tonks.
"If I am not needed, I shall head back to the hospital wing," said Poppy, looking very awkward, she was very angry at Harry's situation, she'd known Dumbledore had kept Harry here against his will, not this entire group of people. She was simply put disgusted with every single one of them, and she wanted to get out of here before she did a Harry and attacked them all before flaying them alive with cutting words.
"Of course," said Severus a known look on his face.
"I can see why you think that Potter," said Moody moving in, his wooden leg clunking harshly against the stone floor. "Unfortunately we all trusted the wrong man, and everyone here can tell you how suspicious I am and he got to me." his voice trailing off in a growl. As he did he noticed the collar properly, and see the magic in it, with his magical eye. His real eye widened, as his magical eye automatically went to Snape's sitting form.
Harry scoffed and shook his head, why didn't they listen to him? Standing up he caught Severus' eyes and begged him without words to get him out of there. He was getting angry again, he was so tired of being angry all the time.
"I think we are done for today," said Severus standing up swiftly, guiding Harry towards the exit.
"I don't think so Snape," said Sirius standing in front of the door.
Harry didn't even given any warning this time, he just flung his hand out and Sirius went flying, falling to a thud on the table scattering books everywhere.
"Shall I tell everyone?" enquired Minerva.
"No," said Severus bluntly, he would tell them himself, perhaps after the trial which was looming over them like a cloud. Two days, then they would know every dirty little secret Dumbledore had been hiding. "I do suggest you inform the Minister about the potion. Hopefully they will have been working on the Anti-dote, if not, get them to send over the results of all their tests and I shall do what I can."
"Of course," said Minerva quietly.
Then just as quickly as they had come, Severus and Harry were gone. Whether she told them or not, Minerva knew they were all speculating what could be going on.
"Ouch," groaned Sirius shakily getting to his feet, ironically enough he'd fallen not far from where Doge was still sitting.
"That was…" gaped Fred.
"Totally awesome!" said George awed.
"Boy's!" said Arthur shaking his head, the twins would always be the twins; even during war part of him was actually grateful for that.
"You were warned Sirius, you are only damaging any chance you have of getting to know Harry." said Minerva.
"Potter is with him on his own free will isn't he?" asked Moody, for once his voice was quiet.
"They are, neither Harry nor Severus were drugged Alastor. They came together on their own, try and keep it under wraps for now, I think Severus wants to be the one to give the news." said Minerva.
"More likely to see everyone's reactions," smirked Moody, his scarred face stretching creepily. He'd never trusted Snape, but it seemed as if he was going to have to. He wasn't stupid, Snape was the only reason Potter was here. He'd made that pretty obvious in his earlier rant; he'd stared at everyone other than the Weasley twins, Snape and Minerva.
"I wouldn't be surprised," admitted Minerva wryly.
"Why did he leave with Professor Snape?" asked Ron disgusted.
"I think its best if you get back to Gryffindor Common room." said Minerva "Twenty five points from Gryffindor for disrespect Mr. Weasley, do not forget yourself."
"Yes Professor McGonagall," said Hermione immediately, grabbing Ron she basically dragged him from the room. Ginny followed them away, without saying anything to anyone, still shaken up by what she heard. There hadn't been anything like that when her mum told her the story of Harry Potter the boy who lived.
"I suggest you all refrain from going to the trial unless the potion is removed from your system." said Minerva sympathetically, as she looked around the room, it certainly explained Remus behaviour, if Dumbledore had told him to do it, and then the young man had no hope of being able to fight it. Perhaps once the potions removed from Black she would see an improvement from him. Although once he figured out his godson's relationship it might all be unravelled IF Harry gave him a chance.
"What about Doge? If he remains in the Order I'm out." said Fred bitterly.
"Me too," said George unneeded since one twin never went anywhere without the other.
"What?" cried Doge his rasp evident this time when he spoke.
Minerva stiffened looking caught in the headlights, "Please, we shall reconvene after the trial, only then will any decisions be made."
"Very well," said Moody, "Tonks, Black move it." they had work to do. As promised he would keep quiet about Snape and Potter, between both of them - well he'd hate to get on their bad side. He could sense the power rolling off both of them.
As expected i knew alot of you would figure it out since he featured in my story the vow i've been planning this chapter for ages or rather last chapter for a long time :D you'll see in the previous chapters Harry thought of how he felt he was being followed every time he left privet drive with his aunt and uncle...now im not sure what to do with Doge...do i make him the second bad guy in this going along with dumbledore's insanity and insane himself after all he's spent his entire life being drainwashed by the old fool...or will it all disappear with the potion? since we all voted for dumbledore getting out..will it be after he's sentenced or when hes actually in azkaban? and how? i had originally wanted to go down the fawkes route but i realized there was no way a pheonix would do that...as always im sure ill come up with something :D when i need to lol until then it will do my head in :P R&R PLEASE and as you can guess this wont be getting updated again tomorrow lmao! i think perhaps invisible or a new place to stay is on the cards :)