No One Messes with the Master of Death

Chapter 4

Harry's POV
Snape, or I should say, my bearer asked Rantoul why he didn't have any memories of me.

"Do you have any memories of Tom?" I asked quietly.

"No, Hadrian. But I will soon be gaining them." He said as he held me tighter. He looked at Rantoul and asked, "Can I get a purge done for me as well. The fees can be taken from my personal vault."

Rantoul nodded.

When the runes were set up again, Severus was called. He let go of me and cupped my face with his hands, "It won't be long. Can you wait for me?" He asked.

I know he was feeling the tug in him as well. I nodded. He smiled, kissed my forehead, and walked to the runes as he removed his cloak and outer robes.

He was asked to lie down at the center of the runes, which he did. Rantoul started to chant the same words I remembered from my purge, though I don't understand the meaning of them.

A while later, Severus started to scream. His screams tore my heart. It was done after half an hour. Severus slowly got up and picked up his cloak and robes. He wobbled a little but managed to reach me without falling. He wiped the tears from my face, which I didn't know have fallen.

"Don't cry, my son. We shall take our revenge. For us, as well as your father." He said. He hugged me. "But first, I want to meet the Dursleys and say hello to Petunia."

"Do I have the right, though?" I asked. "I killed my own father." I didn't meet his eyes.

"Son, Hadrian, look at me." When I didn't, he put his finger under my chin and lifted my face up to meet his eyes. "It was not your fault. He never wanted kids. He doesn't know he has a child or that you were his. Whenever I asked for a child, he used to coldly reject the idea.
When I knew you were in my womb, I wanted to tell him, but he was so set on gaining control over the ministry that I didn't dare tell him about you. When I finally mustered the courage, I saw him kissing someone. I could not take it, so I left him.
When he came back, you were already born, and he thought I cheated on him.
The next day, you were stolen from me.
I searched for you every day and everywhere, but I couldn't find you.
Then, I met Dumbledore and asked for help. He mocked me and said he had you somewhere else. I demanded that you be returned to me immediately.
It had somehow led to a duel, where he obliviated me.
I am sorry I left your father. If I had told him about you, he would have kept you safe at any cost."

"This is also not your fault. If you should blame anyone, we can blame Father for not wanting a child and Dumbledore for ruining all our lives." I said.

We hugged each other a long time.

"Now, the Dursleys. I have a few words and spells for them." Severus said.

"Can I call you dad?" I asked hesitantly.

I was hugged the very next moment. "Call me what you feel like, son." He said. I know he was happy beyond compare. His face was radiating happiness.

"Lord Potter-Black, I have some bad news for you." Rantoul said.

"What is it?" Dad asked.

"I am sorry to inform you that the poison has seeped deep that it could not be removed during the purge. You have only a few months to live. Your organs are starting to fail. Gringotts is extremely sorry for this. I know that you are going to file a case on them. We shall give evidence and be witnesses if needed." He said.

I was shaking. I was going to die. I only had a few months. Revenge now has become my priority.

Dad nodded and thanked Rantoul for informing us about it. I was shaking too much that we had to sit again.

After a while, I collected myself. If I was going to die, I would do it after I see them suffer. From the looks of it, dad had the same idea.

We thanked Rantoul and walked out of Gringotts. We went to the ministry and straight to the office of the head of DMLE.

"What can I do for you, Harry?" Amelia asked.

I put my accounts in front of her and asked her to go through them.

When she was done, she was fuming. "Is this the reason why you divorced Ginerva Weasley today?" She asked.

"If that was the only reason, I would have just asked for my money to be returned and ask the goblins to not access my vaults if I was not present for the transaction.
No, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were feeding me slow poison. I heard the conversation and only then threw her out of my house and came here to apply for a divorce. She was also feeding me love potions. The marriage would not even be considered legal.
They were also planning to ask Dumbledore to give them more money.
If you want memories, I can give it to you. I know I can't be involved in the case, so I came here to ask you to lead the case. If it is you, I would be at peace that justice would be done to me.
My time is limited, Amelia. I only have a few months left. Rantoul, the goblin, had informed about it before we left the bank.
I would like to see me getting justice when I am alive, rather than seeing it as a ghost.
I would also like to retire. I would like to enjoy my last days rather than working."

Amelia looked devastated but agreed with my retirement. She promised she would handle the case herself with the best aurors in the team.

"I would try to find the cure for it. But I don't know if I can guarantee it." Dad said. He didn't want me to die, and he had made that clear at the bank. He just got me back, and he was not interested in losing me to slow poison.

Amelia nodded. "We would like him back too. He is one of our best." She smiled at me.

Dad nodded. We walked out of the ministry and apparated to 4, Private Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey, to meet the Dursleys.

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