Silent Suffering

Spells

'Thoughts'

::Parseltongue::

::Parseltongue Spell::

Severus Snape never considered himself to be an ignorant man. In fact, he had always been hyper aware of everything that was going on around him. There was never anything that slipped by him, as he would never have survived in his role as a double-agent. But after the events at Grimmauld Place, while waiting for the dreaded Order meeting to start, he noticed something strange for the first time: Harry Potter.

'Merlin, I hate these blasted Order meetings. No one ever gets here on time. At least, the Dark Lord doesn't accept latecomers,' Severus thought as he leaned against the wall of the shabby kitchen in Grimmauld place. The only other people there at the moment were Black and Granger, and those were not two people that Severus would personally consider good company. 

After the thought crossed his mind, two people walked in: Kingsley Shacklebolt and Nymphadora Tonks. Granger was the first one to speak up, "What took you guys so long? I was getting worried."

Before Severus could even ask, Lupin walked in, followed by the one and only Precious Harry Potter and the two redheaded menaces, and settled himself next to Black. Before anyone had the chance to even breathe, Granger hurled herself at Potter and got him in a tight embrace. 

Severus sneered at the open display of affection but did notice the fact that Potter seemed to be in pain from the embrace and flinched violently when she first threw herself at him. 'Now that's strange,' Severus thought as he watched the Weasley twins scold the girl for 'almost' hurting the boy. 

As Granger apologized and seemed about to actually say something that would bring a little information to the conversation, Potter cut her off. In what appeared to be a quiet timid tone, Potter said, "Don't worry about it, 'Mione. Really. It's not like I'm made of glass." 

As Potter looked around the room for the first time, Severus glared at him in thought, noticing that it was the first time the teen pulled his head high enough to actually make any sort of eye contact with the others in the room. Potter dropped his gaze back to the floor after meeting his glare for a second time.

Severus watched as Black got up and hugged Potter, which incidentally made him flinch again, and told the 4 teenagers to go upstairs and then whispered something else in Potter's ear that made him pale. 

Severus watched as Potter walked out and thought about what could have happened. 'Potter had been at his muggle family's house this summer, so why would he be acting like this? Maybe he's just faking it to get more attention,' but he couldn't get the thought out of his head that Potter had always seemed to be extremely underweight and abnormally short for his age.

Slowly the rest of the bloody Order showed up and as soon as Dumbledore appeared, the meeting started. As always, Severus silently listened as the fools bickered amongst themselves and argued over if there is anything else that they can do in the ministry to slow the Dark Lord's expansion and about the raids that have been going on. For once, Dumbledore did not call on him to give any information that they needed to know about the Dark Lord. 

After nothing got done and they all dispersed the old coot asked him to stay behind so that they could have a 'nice chat.' 

"So, Severus, my boy," Albus spoke as if he was talking to a child, "Is there anything you can tell me about Tom's plans as of right now?" Severus had to bite back the sneer that wanted to form at the use of the Dark Lord's first name. 

"No, headmaster. I am afraid that the Dark Lord is beginning to doubt my loyalties to his cause. He has not told me of much," Severus lied smoothly. He knew almost all of the plans, but he definitely wasn't going to tell theLeader of the Light.

"Do what you can to gain favor, Severus. We must stop this soon," Albus spoke with none of the usual twinkle in his eye. They both walked out of the room only to see Black and Potter coming back into the kitchen. Dumbledore took the opportunity to ask Potter about his wonderful summer and to warn him not to cause trouble in Diagon, completely missing the teen's flinch at something he said. 

Potter spoke softly, "Yes, sir. My summer has been quite eventful and we won't get into any trouble tomorrow, Headmaster." 

Unable to miss the opportunity, Severus sneered, "Ah yes, because Potter never gets into trouble. We'll be lucky if he can manage tonight not causing some major issue." Surprisingly Potter had no typically snappy retort and just kept his eyes glued to the floor. 

The mutt was the one who snapped back at him, "That's enough, Snivellus. Harry and I were just going to get something to eat and drink. I will see you later, headmaster." With that, the two walked into the kitchen while he and Dumbledore turned around and left 12 Grimmauld Place. 

'What in the world has gotten into Potter?' Severus thought but had an uneasy feeling in his gut. This might be something he doesn't want to know.

Letting out a small groan, Harry tried to roll over in his bed only to find he was trapped. Quickly his eyes snapped open to find that his panic was for nothing as a blurry Fred and George had him sandwiched between them. Trying to remember how he got into his bed, he groaned realizing he completely freaked out last night when Sirius started asking questions about the Dursleys. Hopefully, he would be able to avoid further questions for a little longer. 

Two little groans from either side of him alerted Harry to the fact that the twins were beginning to wake. 

"Merlin's beard little brother,-"

"We forgot you wake up horrifically early."

"Sorry guys," Harry whispered, "You can sleep a little longer if you want." He felt bad that he woke them up so early. Living with the Dursleys he always had to be the first one up. 

"It's no problem," George said as he sat up, stretching his body out like a cat and handing Harry his glasses.

"Yeah, we will go get ready and then wake Bill and Charlie up in a fun way," Fred added as he too got up and stretched. They both stumbled sleepily from Harry's room as he laughed at their antics. There was no doubt in his mind that Bill and Charlie were not going to be happy at their rude awakening. 

Harry got up and closed his door, then headed for his bureau. Under a preservation charm, from the last time he was there, were pain potions and some disinfecting balm. He took a pain potion and took out the balm, placing on his bed. Wandlessly, Harry cast a silencing charm over the room, thankful that if his magic was wandless at Grimmauld then the ministry couldn't detect who was casting it. 

"Dobby?" Harry called cautiously. 

Dobby popped into Harry's room, looking happy to be able to help. "Harry Potter, sir! It's a pleasure to see you! What can Dobby be doing for you?" The animated elf spoke quickly.

"Hey, Dobby. I dislocated my shoulder and was wondering if you could use elf magic to heal it for me. I'd prefer that to the muggle way," Harry said quietly.

"Of course, Harry Potter!," Dobby snapped his fingers and Harry felt his shoulder pop back into place. He was extremely grateful for the pain potion he had taken.

"Thank you Dobby," Harry said and watched as Dobby popped out of the room. He canceled the silencing charm and headed into the bathroom with the balm and bandages to prevent an infection from the welts on his back.

When Harry got into the bathroom, he quickly stripped off his jeans and sweatshirt and cast an impervius charm on the bandages on his ankle to keep the bandages from getting ruined. After getting washed, he wrapped a towel around his waist and made his way over to the counter. With a practiced ease, Harry applied the balm to most of the areas affected and wrapped his whole torso with bandages in order to keep it clean. 

Harry moved back into his bedroom and changed into an outfit that Sirius had bought for him: A pair of snug blue jeans, his dragon-hide boots, an emerald green dress shirt and a black summer cloak. 

He tucked his wand into his boot with a light sticking charm and but his bag over his shoulder. Just as he was about to leave his room his door creaked open and Padfoot came bounding in and leaped on the bed. 

"Hey Padfoot, I'm already up so you don't get the joy of waking me with your slobber today," Harry said easily. The big black shaggy dog gave a whine and tried to jump on him. 

"Hey!" Harry laughed, "You better be careful or I'll tell Moony! Then you'll be in real trouble." Harry knew that Remus set the rules in their relationship. 

Sirius transformed back, facing away from the door and pouted at him, "No fair, pup. Remy is stricter when it's closer to the full moon like this. Apparently he's getting old and won't have fun anymore." Harry was trying to stifle the giggles that wanted to erupt from him as he saw Remus standing in the doorway. Sirius whine at him again, "It's not fuuunnnyyyy." 

Harry broke into loud bouts of laughter as Remus lifted one eyebrow at him and spoke, "Oh, I'm getting old now, am I? I'm not any fun, Siri?"

Sirius turned wide-eyed towards the door to see his mate standing there threateningly. Harry watched as Sirius yelped, transformed back into Padfoot, and bounded out the door with Remus stalking behind him.

After calming down, Harry made his way down into the kitchen to make breakfast for everybody. On his way, he passed Kreacher and, even though the elf hated all of them, said, "Good morning, Kreacher." The elf stared at him shocked and he just continued his way to the kitchen. 

When he got there, Harry started making breakfast systematically and set it all on the table. By the time he was done, there was toast, pancakes, waffles, sausages, bacon, eggs, bagels, and cut fruit sitting on the table with coffee and juice on the counter. Just as he set the butter down, Bill Charlie and Remus all walked in and stared at the table. 
Harry stared at the ground and fidgeted until Fred and George came down also and were the first ones to speak.

"What are you fools-"

"Doing just staring-" 

"With your mouths-

"Open? MERLIN AND MORGANA!"

"You really out did yourself, little brother!"

That set them all into motion and they sat down to eat. Harry stood by the counter with a cup of tea and watched happily as they all enjoyed his cooking. It was the one thing that he actually enjoyed doing at the Dursleys. He grabbed a piece of toast and a small bowl of fruit to eat and sat down next Charlie. 

Hermione and Sirius came down and had the same reaction to the amount of food sitting there. 

"There is no way Kreacher made this food and the rest of you can't cook toast without burning it so I am assuming that this was Harry?" Sirius said as he walked over and stuffed a whole pancake into his mouth. "Sooooo Gooooo!" Sirius moaned through his pancake and everyone just laughed and agreed. Remus looked like he was going to scold Sirius, but changed his mind and went back to his sausages.

After his third cup of coffee and sixth waffle, Charlie turned to me, "This is fantastic, Little bro! Where did you learn to cook such delicious food?"

At the nods of agreement harry blushed and stared into his tea, "Whenever I'm at the Dursleys I cook the meals, so I've had plenty of practice."

"Well, they better be grateful for it. I would love to have this kind of food all the time. The most I can do is order a pizza from the muggles, and I struggle with that!" Bill said easily. 

Once everyone had eaten their fill, Sirius called Kreacher and he popped in. "What can Kreacher do for the filthy blood traitors?" he asked angrily. 

"Clean up breakfast. Have it done within the hour," Sirius waved his hand at the table. Harry felt extremely uncomfortable making Kreacher clean up.

"Sirius," Harry said softly, "I can clean up. It's no problem. Kreacher doesn't have to do it. I mean, I made it so I can clean it." Kreacher looked up horrified at Harry and violently shook his head. 

"Everyone out," Kreacher grumbled, "Kreacher will clean up breakfast."

As they were leaving, Harry spoke one more time, "Thank you Kreacher. You can help yourself to any of the food." With that, they all headed to the floo.

They all gathered around the floo and Sirius spoke up, "Harry and I need to make a stop at Gringott's first so you guys can head off in different directions or come with us. It doesn't matter which."

They all shared looks and Bill spoke for the rest of them, "Let's all go to Gringott's that way we can all stick together."

Sirius transformed into Padfoot and he and Remus went through the floo first. Harry went next, "Diagon Alley." 

As always, Harry tumbled out of the floo and into Remus' arms instead of onto the floor of the Leaky Cauldron. Each member of their group stepped out into the pub and they all made their way through to Diagon.

Harry, with Padfoot beside him, was surrounded on all sides by his family towering over him. They quickly made their way to Gringott's and Harry made his way to the front. As he passed by the two Goblins out front he gave them short bows, and they bowed back with shocked expressions on their faces. 

Harry walked over to an open Goblin and waited for his to look up. "Yes," the Goblin sneered.

Harry bowed with his right fist over his heart and spoke, "I would like to speak to my Account manager, Griphook, please." 

All of the Goblins around them turned to stare at Harry in shock. The Goblin Harry was speaking to shook himself from his shock and spoke, "Yes, of course, Mr. Potter. You and your entourage may follow me to Griphook's office."

Harry and followed the Goblin down a long hallway until he stopped and knocked at a door at the very end. 

"You a may go in," The Goblin said gruffly. 

"Thank you. May your gold flow and your treasures be plentiful," Harry said, surprising himself with how right it sounded coming from his mouth. 

The Goblin stared in shock and then, surprising everyone said, "May your life be prosperous and your enemies tremble at your feet." One by one, they entered Griphook's office and sat down in one of the chairs or stood against the back wall. Sirius changed back into human form and he and Harry took the two seats in front of Griphook's desk.

Griphook stared as Harry bowed and spoke, "Good afternoon, Griphook. I hope that you are well?" Harry shifted nervously as he waited for his account manager to respond. 

Finally, Griphook replied, "I'm indeed well Mr. Potter. We have been waiting for you to come in. What can I do today for yourself and Mr. Black?" Harry looked towards Sirius, hoping that he would do most of the talking. 

Sirius sighed and turned to face Griphook. "Neither one of us got any notice saying that you requested his presence. Harry is sixteen now, so he would like to claim his lordships, which includes becoming emancipated thanks to being Heir Black. I would also like to do a blood test to see all of his inheritances, lordships, and any guardianships," Sirius addressed the Goblin easily. 

Griphook looked surprised. "That will solve many of our problems I believe. I will need to do a blood test to confirm his identity and I can make it so it also lists all of his inheritances, his lordships, and any guardianship over him." He took out a silver dagger and a piece of parchment infused with some sort of spells. 

Griphook handed Sirius the blade, "Just three drops of his blood on the parchment." 
Sirius took the dagger as Harry held out his hand. Sirius pricked his finger and squeezed out only three drops onto the parchment and quickly healed Harry's finger before any blood escaped. When Harry looked at Sirius confused, Sirius said, "Blood is a dangerous thing, pup. It can be used in all sorts of terrible things." Harry nodded his head in acceptance and they both turned to watch as the parchment Griphook held continued to grow and grow and the Goblin himself looked highly uncomfortable. 

Once it stopped, Griphook placed it on his desk in front of Sirius and Harry so that they both could read it.

Full birth name: Harrison James Potter

Blood Status: Pureblood

Birth Date: July 31, 1980

Father: James Charlus Potter

Blood Status: Pureblood

Mother: Lilian Evans nee Selwyn

Blood Status: Pureblood (raised by Muggles)

Godparents: 

-Sirius Black

-Alice Longbottom

-Minerva McGonagall

-Severus Snape

"Sirius... This- this can't be right. I mean, how? And who are the Selwyn's?" Harry asked, terrified to read any further. Sirius wasn't that much better. He was just staring at the paper, unable to comprehend the fact that Lily wasn't who we all believed her to be. 

Everyone else in the room was confused about what they were talking about. 

"Harry? What's it say, cub?" Remus asked cautiously. 

Harry looked up startled. He had forgotten that everyone else was in the room also. "Uhh-it, er- it says that my mother is Lily Evans nee Selwyn. That she was a pureblood," Harry managed to stutter out to the others. 

Apparently Harry, Sirius, and Griphook were not the only ones who were confused by this. Hermione was the first to be angry but wasn't sure how to tell harry. She looked to the twins and mouth 'Dursley's blood wards' at them. Fury immediately overtook them and they struggled to keep calm. 

"Harry, little brother? This means that there aren't any blood wards at the Dursleys," Fred said.

"So Dumbledore made you live there for no reason," George finished Fred's statement. They were both concerned on how this would affect Harry.

Harry stared blankly at the twins. He couldn't comprehend this. He suffered there for no reason. 'The blood wards don't exist. They aren't my real family.' Sirius noticed Harry was about to have a breakdown, so he figured he would try and put it off. 

"Come on, pup," Sirius said softly, "Let's finish reading through it."

Lord Titles:

Lord Potter (Father)

Lord Selwyn (Mother)

Lord Black (named by Sirius)

Lord Gryffindor (Father)

Lord Ravenclaw (Mother)

Lord Hufflepuff (Father)

Hier Slytherin (Mother)

Lord Peverell (Father)

Lord le Fay (Father)

Inheritances:

Creature: 

Kitsune (animagus) (blocked)

Dark Fae (blocked)

Abilities:

Parseltongue (block broken)

Parselmagic (blocked)

Animagus form (2) (blocked)

Wandless Magic (block partially broken)

Wordless Magic (block partially broken)

Mind Magic (blocked) 

Magic Sensitive (3/4 blocked) 

Bonds:

Mate (blocked)

Familiar (2) (partially blocked)

Guardianship:

Magical Guardian: Albus Dumbledore

Guardian(s): Vernon Dursley and Petunia Dursley nee Evans

Harry couldn't understand. What does it mean 'creature' and 'mate'? Harry's mind was going around in circles trying to make sense of all of it, but just getting confused each time. 

"Griphook. Can you tell me who put all of these blocks on my godson?" Sirius said in a deceptively soft tone.

Griphook looked extremely uncomfortable, but spoke anyways, "We can get a magical signature off of each one. Every block was placed there by Albus Dumbledore."