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Chapter 5

In the time before school started, they had dealt with ten more of the death eaters that had been summoned to the graveyard. Voldemort's purse would be much emptier when he returned. The list he had of people that were both marked and unmarked supporters of Voldemort had grown with each one dealt with. Some of their data was certain; some of it was in question.

By September first, they had their occlumency barriers in place. In their easily accessible areas that had false thoughts of naive children.

At the station, they managed to avoid the Weasleys. Harry cast a charm to make their door to repel Weasleys, similar to the one used to repel muggles. Their compartment seemed to attract girls. Daphne Greengrass and Tracey Davis were the first to ask to join them. Hannah Abbott and Susan Bones entered a few minutes later. With the six of them, the compartment was full.

Hannah started a party game that she knew to break the ice and get everyone to know something about the others. At first, the other girls assumed that Harry and Hermione were siblings because they had the last name. When they found out that they were married, they were all surprised. When they found that it was a soul bond, they all wanted to know everything about it. Harry soon wished that he could shrink into the seat and hide.

Eventually the conversation got to schooling and learning. Everyone in the compartment loved to read and study. They each promised to form a study group without concern about which house they were sorted. The younger girls didn't notice that the books that the Potters were reading were very advanced material.

During sorting, something unusual happened. When Harry Potter was called, the whole school became silent looking at the boy-who-lived sitting on the stool. After what seemed like a huge amount of time, The Hat announced Lords Quarters Ravenclaw. The entire room was stunned including the staff. They had never heard of students being sent to Lord's Quarters during sorting. When it said the same thing about Hermione Potter just moments later, a buzz could be heard as all the students were whispering to each other trying to figure it out what was going on.

The Potters felt their mind shields touched by Snape, Dumbledore and Quirrell during the feast. At the end, Professor Flitwick came and took them to their quarters. "Mr. Potter, Miss Potter if you would come with me, I will take you to your quarters."

Hermione replied, "Professor Flitwick, we would be happy to follow you but you have our official names wrong. Harry is Lord Potter and I am Lady Potter. We are married. We do not like Mr. and Mrs. very well. Some people, such as yourself, we will invite to call us by our first names. Please call us Harry and Hermione."

"Certain people such as Dumbledore and Snape who will never earn our respect," Harry added. "We will always require them to call us Lord and Lady."

"What have the headmaster and Professor Snape done to you that you know of to earn your disrespect?"

After looking at each other at Flitwick's carefully worded response, Hermione started, "Snape is a biased person that holds grudges forever. He can't teach. He is a death eater. He favors his house horribly. He has single handedly reduced the available number of Auror recruits drastically to the point that if a dark lord does show up the ministry will never be able to protect the people."

Harry continued, "Dumbledore encourages Snape to use legilimency on the students daily and uses it himself on everyone. He is not afraid to memory charm anyone that disagrees with him. He passes out mind controlling candy as a form of sweet. His furniture is charmed to make the person sitting in it trust him. His phoenix is bound to him by dark rituals so that its presence makes him seem in the light. He has stolen from me. The pair of them are responsible for Voldemort killing my parents. I was placed with my magic hating muggle relatives for the greater good. Do I need to continue?"

The small professor's eyes were large. "Would you be offended if I shared some of this with the other heads?"

Hermione giggled, "I hope by that you mean Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout. We would rather leave Snape in the dark, until we deal with him. He is bound to cross the line soon and Harry can challenge him in defense of his family honor."

"You think Harry can take Snape?"

Harry just grinned, "Make sure you are there to watch. You can comment on my dueling style when it's over. Just be prepared to be able to recommend a new potions professor afterwards. Snape will be unable to continue teaching here. With a little luck he will never make another potion."

The small professor just shook his head and left. He got back to his quarters he found McGonagall and Sprout in his quarters watching Dumbledore talking to Snape. "Severus is everything in place? I see heard young Malfoy had been killed."

"Yes, young Nott will be helping instead. His father disappeared two weeks ago and he is furious. I have told him that I was sure that Potter had something to do with it."

"Excellent, Filius had to take them to their quarters tonight. I will try to find out something about Hermione Potter, that name wasn't originally on our list of students. She may pose a problem."

"I will read her mind in class tomorrow. See if there is anything there I can belittle her about."

"You certainly have enough practice at that by now. Just be careful about who you summon into your office this year, I think Poppy is starting to figure out what's going on. I always thought your tastes ran a little too young."

"Each to their own sir, I never complained about your borrowing any of my boys."

"Yes … yes, well proceed as planned tomorrow."

The meeting broke up. The three listeners were sick over what they had heard. Any respect they had previously had for those two was completely gone. Sprout asked, "What do we do now? No one will believe what we have witnessed."

Minerva looked lost, while Filius was grinning, "The Potters are planning something. They are sure that Harry can handle Severus. If they are right, in the next couple of days, a major part of a problem will be taken care of." He shared everything that the Potters had told him.

Minerva gasped, "But … but Filius, they are just children. He is a bastard and a death eater."

"Minerva, I believe that they may actually be the ones taking out the 'Imperiused X-Death Eaters.' If so they may indeed know what they are doing, however, since Harry is head of a house, we can't interfere. Even if it looks like he is going to get killed."

Minerva wrung her hands. Pomona looked thoughtful. "Minerva, I would be willing to wager that they made these plans before even coming to school, based on what Filius has told us. I'm sure they have things thought of. What they told Filius doesn't sound like something eleven year olds would say. Didn't you say that they were special and not what we should expect?"

Minerva stopped a moment, thought about what the Potters had told her last fall, and she smiled. "You know, maybe we can arrange for Poppy to be elsewhere for a few days so that even if Snape can be healed, at least he will be in pain for a while."

The meeting broke up. When Minerva started smiling, the other two had at least some of their suspicions confirmed.

The following morning things started. Theodore Nott was waiting for them, "Hey Potter, pretty looking mudblood you have there. Why don't you hang around with someone better? I'm sure we can find someone with better breading to pay attention to you."

Harry took a couple of steps and punched Nott hard in the gut. Snape was standing right there. "Potter that will be fifty points for fighting and a month of detentions."

Harry replied, "No, you unclean bastard. When was the last time you washed your hair. You're a hell of an example for your Slytherins as to how not to dress. You have offended my honor with your presence. You will never take points or give detentions again. Oh and by the way that's Lord Potter to you, you low life half-blood death eater."

They were at the back of the great hall. Everyone saw Snape draw on Harry. Harry dodged several curses in a row. He shielded one. The cast a tripping jinx at Snape's feet. While Snape hopped to dodge it, Harry simply pointed at his potions teacher with his left hand with his right hand and wand he cast Jelly Legs. Snape sneered, "Is that the best you've got Potter?" The rest of the hall gasped as just then a heavy ceramic bowl of scrambled eggs struck Snape from behind. The bowl shattered. Shards of the bowl riddled his back. He collapsed.

Dumbledore ran up, "Harry, what have you done? You have attacked and seriously injured a teacher. I may have to send you home."

Minerva was there by now, "Albus you're wrong. Snape drew first and attacked a student. Also check Harry's wand, I would be willing to bet he didn't cast the spell on the bowl."

Albus held his hand out for Harry's wand. Touching his to the tip of Harry's the list of spells did not contain anything that could be considered bad or that could have affected the bowl. They were all first year spells. He didn't know what to do. There were too many witnesses of Snape's stupidity. "Let's get him to the hospital wing." He walked off with Snape floating behind him.

When Albus got to the hospital, he found that Poppy was gone. He tried using the floo but it didn't work. He quickly moved outside the wards as fast as he could and apparated to St. Mungo's. He found a healer and was back at Hogwarts infirmary as fast as he could. On returning, he found that Snape had died from bleeding in a pierced lung.

At noon that day, he announced that Professor Snape had passed on to the next great adventure. What upset him even more was the fact that he received an owl stating that Andromeda Tonks, a potion mistress for St. Mungo's had accepted the position of potions teacher and would be arriving in the morning.

How did the board learn so fast? They must have a spy here this year.

He didn't realize that his heads of house had heard his muttering and smiled to each other.

The next morning, during breakfast, Harry snuck into the headmaster's office. As founders heir he found that all the castle doors would open to him. He asked Fawkes where the cloak was hidden and the Phoenix indicated a wardrobe. There it was his treasured cloak. This time it didn't have any tracking charms cast on it yet.

Dumbledore was seething. The cloak was missing. On his way to breakfast Saturday morning, he was surprised leaving the gargoyle statue. Out of nowhere, he was stunned. When he woke, the elder wand was missing. He returned to his office for the wand he hadn't used in decades. At the breakfast table, he noticed all of his staff looking at him.

Half way through breakfast, Professor Quirrell collapsed. Harry and Hermione Potter came forward. Harry's wand was out pointing at him. "Good morning Headmaster. Amelia Bones will be sending us a new DADA professor. He or she should be here Monday. I am sure that they will do a better job than a man possessed by Voldemort. Professor McGonagall if would remove his turban all will see what I mean."

"Now Lord Potter I object. He is entitled to his privacy."

"Shut it Dumbles. You can do nothing. I control the castle and all three Hallows. Do your job and stay out of my way. Voldemort needs to stay trapped in that body until all the death eaters are dead. You never studied the dark mark have you? It is a protean charm that links the servant's life and magic to the master. It is what is keeping the bastard alive. One live death eater means Voldemort can't truly die. With his spirit trapped in that body until the antidote is given, we can eliminate the death eaters and he will never hurt anyone again." Harry clipped a gold pin on the body that had a face on the back of its head. When he touched it with his wand, the body disappeared.

The students were talking amongst themselves; Harry was stronger than the headmaster was. Rumors flew all over the castle.

The Potter's disappeared right from the great hall in front of everyone.

The four heads of house met after breakfast. The original three brought the fourth Aurora Sinistra up to speed on what had been happening. She was appalled at what they told her and what Snape and Dumbledore had been doing to her snakes.

The Potter's visited Gringott's bank. Griphook was notified as soon as they stepped through the door. "Harry and Hermione, how can I help my favorite investors this fine morning."

They smiled, Hermione commented, "I take it that you enjoyed our investment information. Have you been able to obtain the outstanding shares in the technology companies I specified?"

"Yes I have as well as several companies your husband mentioned as well. So far they are doing fine."

"How is the retrieval of items going?"

"Everything we know of or can find has been recovered. This led us to some out of the way caches of treasure. We are trying to verify ownership on them. We may be thanking you with a bonus for their recovery."

"What would you say that I could arrange for you to have a thousand year old basilisk to harvest parts from?"

"I would say we would reduce the fee from twenty five percent to twenty percent."

Harry grinned, "I like to hear that. There are also several shed skins. Get your team ready, we can do it in two weeks from Saturday. Bring two roosters for me to use."

They left the bank pleased about what was going on. Their next stop was the lawyers, Tonks and Bach. They visited the secretary, "Is Mr. Tonks in?"

"Yes he is Lord Potter; I will tell him that you and Lady Potter are here."

After a few minutes wait Ted Tonks joined them in a conference room. "Hello Harry, Hermione, What can I do for you today?"

"I was just wondering about how our case against Dumbledore was going?"

"Not bad, the goblins have been very helpful. We have dates and amounts as well as attempts to access vaults that he had no authority to access. What is also damning is the accesses and amounts over the years to other pure blood orphans. Those should have sway over the Wizengamot. One of the people stolen from is sitting in that body now. Her righteous anger should sway everyone else. If you keep distracting him at school, it should only be two weeks, maybe four at most."

"We are shaking him up this next week. We have made arrangements to take our owls at school. The extra people running around should keep him on his toes."

"Excellent work you two and good luck on your owls."

Minerva and the three heads saw the tests before the Potters started on them. These were ICW tests, not British tests. They were significantly more difficult. It was obvious to them that the British tests had been simplified so that the British Pure Bloods could perform better. The Potters sat through unit after unit of tests. The examiners all had positive comments to make about the eleven year olds. They whizzed through everything offered. Hermione got O or better on everything. Harry got an EE in History his least favorite class, everything else even divination was an O.

Reports kept coming in through the Daily Prophet of a death eater found dead in either the ministry lobby or the center of Diagon Alley. Two of interest were Delores Umbridge and Barty Crouch Jr. Both of these caused a stir in the ministry.

Dumbledore kept trying to take credit for the Potters doing so well. However it didn't work. If anything, it made the other schools in the ICW realize how far Hogwarts had slipped over the years. Its academic rating fell into the bottom twenty five percent.

The board of directors summoned Dumbledore when the information became public. "Mr. Dumbledore, can you tell us why you have allowed this travesty to occur. Potions scores are the lowest in the world. History is ludicrous and taught by a ghost. Divination isn't even taught, just reading tea leaves and imaginative creativity. Muggle Studies is almost a century out of date. Three fourths of the electives other schools offer aren't even mentioned here. You even hired a man possessed by you-know-who to teach here. The students are obviously not your main priority. Standards have fallen to the point that British NEWTS are lower than international OWLS. This wizarding nation is at risk from your bad choices.

"We find ourselves in the unpleasant position of needing to dismiss you. The elves have packed the things in your areas that actually belong to you. You have no need of entering your areas again. Good bye Mr. Dumbledore."

A defeated man stumbled out of the school with his meager possessions. Since the goblins fined his accounts, he had little money left. He went to a small cottage on the coast of Wales that had been in his family for generations. A couple of family elves watched over him. In less than a year, he went from the most influential wizard in the world to nothing.

The Potters continued taking tests. After the OWLS, they took a two-week break and started their NEWTS. During the break, they retrieved the sorcerer's stone. They tried to find the Flamels. Harry kept it in his vault. He was worried that either they had died naturally or Dumbles had done something to them.

Finale

By Christmas, the Potters had passed a record number of both OWLS and NEWTS. Hermione did better in history than Harry but this didn't bother him in the least. They were working on getting recertified in their masters and studying for new masters.

Their weekend activities had been steadily reducing the number of death eaters and their estates. In the Wizengamot, many of the old pure blood members were complaining about the people being killed and estates being stolen. No laws could be passed over come the ones that Amelia and the Potters passed to make having the dark mark an illegal offense that carried the death penalty. In fact, it was worded that bearing any kind of membership mark indicating membership in an organization detrimental to the wizarding public was illegal.

In the summer of their second year, a very careful breakout from Azkaban was staged. For some reason only death eaters escaped. They managed to get their hands on some old wands. They headed toward the docks. The Potters ambushed them with a couple of machine guns. A quick spell later and they were also property-less.

The reason the ones in prison got such a long reprieve was finding the five that had fled the UK. Two were on the continent and three in South America.

They prepared to wake Voldemort. They had a lot of support ready. Amelia Bones now the minister and several aurors, many of the unspeakables were also there.

After the antidote was given, Quirrell sat up. Harry asked him, "Well Voldemort, ready to die?"

"Potter, you will never kill my master. He is too strong. He will always come back."

"You're wrong Quirrell. You are the last one left. There are no more dark marks anywhere."

The voice of Voldemort came from the back of the head. "Kill him Quirrell. Kill him now."

The fight was short. Harry never gave him a chance. After dodging one spell his assault rifle cut the man to shreds. The last sound heard was the wail from Voldemort as his spirit left the plane for good.

Amelia walked over to him. "Well Harry, what are your plans now?"

"We want to continue picking up masteries while we are too young to have a family. We are going to continue working with Headmaster McGonagall revamping the curriculum at Hogwarts. At some time, Madam Pince will be retiring and I am sure Hermione will want to do that. The two of us will continue to look for ways to improve our world. The changes must start with the young.

"The muggle world's technology will eventually find us. We need to carefully expose ourselves to them before then so we don't appear a threat. Slowly through government channels first then rumors to the public. Eventually magic will be accepted by all.

"We want to have several children and we want them safe. There will never be another dark lord like this one. Blood status must be a thing of the past like all the racial problems the colonies used to have.

"Finally when we can we wish to withdraw from the driving force behind the magical world, but that may take a few centuries. Before you ask, we both plan on staying out of politics as much as possible."

Harry winked at Hermione. Thanks to the philosophers stone they would actually have a chance of seeing their plans through to completion.