A good Beginning (Harry Potter)

Chapter 15: Confrontations

The months had passed and Harry had begun to become increasingly tense, Snape was becoming more and more suspicious, Quirrel was also starting to suspicious and Dumbledore was sitting on his throne, waiting for the moment that the boy who he had grown so fond of after all these years would finally prove his heroism. The old man popped a lovely lemon drop into his old mouth, O how Albus Dumbledore loved being the chess master, controlling all of the players of the light which Tom controlled the dark. Harry, in a sense was his queen, the most effective and useful player at Dumbledore's disposal; the boy was courageous, handsome, charming and powerful, much like the defeater of Grindelwald was in his youth. At first, Dumbledore wanted to control the boy as much as he did Severus, but he began to care for the child and restarted his research on how to remove the soul shard in Harry's scar; the old man knew that Harry was declared a friend of the Goblin nation, perhaps if the Goblins did a medical examination of the child then they could help him, cure him. For now, Dumbledore would have to train him the best as he could, so the boy could complete his destiny.

The old man was brought out of his musings when a ministry owl flew in and gifted him a letter, it was from the minister himself claiming that he immediately needed him, using his mage sight glasses Dumbledore inwardly chuckled. The parchment had dark magic and a presence which he recognised all those years ago, the presence of Riddle, Voldemort was making his move on the stone today. Dumbledore knew that if things would go pear shaped Severus would be there to make sure that Harry would be safe, but the only problem was that the old man wasn't sure if the man truly did it in good conscious, especially after the argument that the young Gryffindor and the potions master got into

FLASHBACK

Harry and Snape stood infront of each other at the entrance to the great hall, everyone watching the two of them face off, waiting for the other to back down. 

"Don't give me that, Potter," said Snape softly. "You were out of bed at night after curfew, breaking the school rules in the process. You're just like your father, thinking you can get away with everything and that the world revolves around you. But the fact of the matter is that you are a worthless moron who is not fit to carry dragon dung. Although that is saying something considering that your father only has dung in his brains. It's a miracle that people around him can stand the smell. Anyone else might call him a troll as he is stupid as one anyway, just like you"

"Shut up," snarled Harry, his face turning red.

"What did you say? Are you threatening me?" Snape said, advancing on the boy, all of the students and teachers sucked a breath in.

"Oh shit!" Albus proclaimed, it was no secret that Harry was raised by Lily Potter and her temper was something not to be trifled with, Albus had experienced a filtered version of it through Harry once. 

"Yes, I am threatening you!" snarled Harry, moving forward, his eyes flashing green as his anger intensified. "My father is greater than you could ever hope to be Snape, so don't you dare mock him. He isn't a murdering Feather Eater like you who tortures and kills people for you own sick pleasure. He is a good man who is willing to lay his life down to protect his wife and children. You're not fit to wipe the slime from his boots!".

"Your father is a swine and should be put down like the rabid dog he is. You idolise him, don't you Potter?" said Snape snidely, looking at the face filled with the immense fury of the Potter Heir. "Let me enlighten you what a man your father is. He is nothing but a snivelling coward with a head the size of a planet who hides behind other skirts and bullied other with superior numbers-"

"Like you?" said Harry sneering. When he was, Harry could be ruthless with his vocabulary, the Weasley twins were grinning in anticipation for  the verbal slaying the hooked nose man was going to get. There was a reason why Harry had a lightning shaped scar, the rune of victory over death, there was a reason people called him Storm Potter. He was Harry fucking Potter and he never backed down when someone insulted his pride.

"I know exactly what you did in your school years, Snivellus," said Storm Potter, the haughty aristocratic look on his face enhancing his features; he looked less like a Potter ad more like a Black; Snape unconsciously took a step back as the boys eyes began to radiate with a powered emerald fire and small crackles of lightning was crackling off of the Childs body. "I know how you used to curse the first years and Muggleborns with your little Death Eater friends, I also know that you were friends with our mum since childhood and how she hated you after you called her a filthy mudblood whore in public. Why is it wrong when my dad bullies you when you do the same to innocents? You and your friends were never innocent. At least his pranks never Hamed anyone. But you, you couldn't handle it, could you? The jealous, petty, ugly git that you are didn't like my dad and you're taking that hatred out on me now!.

"Don lecture me about my dad, Snivellus. You couldn't measure up to him if you tried. That's why my mum married him and has never even stopped to spit on your face. You disgust me. It's no wonder you are a sad, pathetic, lonely git. At least my father has a family who loves him. What do you have? Nothing. You are such a loser that I bet even a Dementor wouldn't want to kiss you" Harry spat.

Snape's face hardened and his fingers traced the handle of his wand to curse Potter into smithereens. Oh, how he wished he could cast the Curciatus Curse and listen to the delicious screams of the brat

"One day, Hadrian Potter, mark my words. I will take great pleasure listening to you scream you head off as I torture you into insanity. Then I'll make you watch as I torture and kill you precious family and take Lily as mine, as she always should have been" Snape snarled, Minerva McGonagall hearing this gasped, drew her wand and  pointed it to Snape no matter how unfazed he was with the action. 

"100 points from Gryffindor for being out of bound after curfew," said Snape smoothly. "200 points from Gryffindor for insulting a teacher". And with that the bat shaped man stalked out of the great hall whilst the students sat stunned at Snape's words and threats. Hadrian, boiling in rage turned to Snape's retreating figure and shouted.

"I'll expect you in court for insulting and using leglimency on the heir to the most Ancient and Noble houses of Potter, Peverell, Black, Gryffindor and Dumbledore!" Storm Potter shouted.

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