Chapter Eleven: Oh No He Didn't

A/N: Yee Haw! Two chapters posted, third one chugging out. Then I might go love on some of my other stories. We'll have to see how this one goes. I'm sorry if the last two chapters seemed a little rushed, or cut off in weird places, but it's 3 in the morning, and my brain does crazy things on very little sleep. Fortunately I'm stuck at work so I have a few more hours for my brain to run wild. Anyway, on with the show!

A/N II: 90 Reviews, almost 400 followers, over 200 favorites, and roughly 30,000 views. *passes out* Is there an award for like, best fans ever? Cause I need a bunch of them!

Severus Snape stepped into Gringotts and walked up to the first Goblin teller available.

"Business?" it asked not looking up from the gold it was counting.

"Lady Greengrass from the Wizarding Child Services has sent me here for a scan."

"Name?"

"Severus Snape."

The goblin slowly looked up, seemingly scanning Severus with his eyes.

"And what will we be scanning for today?"

"She advised a basic scan I would assume. Hexes, curses, and charms including compulsion and memory charms. Why do you ask?"

"I doubt you will be that simple. Follow me please."

The goblin then led Severus down several winding hallways and to a door labeled 'Soulripper'. That did not easy Severus' mind at all.

"Enter," a gruff voice commanded.

Severus walked in and encountered the roughest looking goblin he had ever seen.

"Sit," he commanded.

Severus just raised an eyebrow, but did as he was told.

"Dumbledore get ahold of you I take it?" the goblin asked. "And the Dark One I see," noticing the length of Severus' sleeves.

Severus was momentarily stunned.

"I-I'm not sure. WCS requested I come for a scan as part of the application process for adoption."

"Full scan it is then. Those take a considerable amount of time. Especially if one wants to negate the findings in the same appointment. I shall have to schedule an appointment for when my team is available, and a day which you have completely clear."

"I'm not sure I will have a clear day. I teach during the day, and I am responsible for a minor round the clock."

"Might as well bring him too. I can have two scans going at one time. And we offer Saturday appointments...for a fee," the goblin smiled, evily, showing dozens of pointy teeth.

"Just so," agreed Severus.

"Saturday next, 10am. Do not be late. Can't tell you the cost til we know what needs to be done, but I'm sure something can be arranged if funds are an issue."

"I can assure you, money will not be a problem. Saturday next, good goblin. I expect the highest confidentiality."

And with that Severus departed Soulrippers office, and the whole of Gringotts bank.

Severus was on pins and needles for the entirety of the following week, and anyone who came across him suffered his wrath. Bright and early that Saturday morning Severus summoned Harry and by 9:45 that morning they found themselves seated in Soulrippers office. Severus had of course explained what would be happening to Harry the previous evening in an attempt to ease his concerns, but by the look on his charges face Harry was still very much terrified.

Soulripper spent thirty minutes explaining the various spells and procedures, reviewed any allergies either subject had, introduced his two teams of ward breakers, curse removers, healers, and spell casters, obtained a dozen signatures and then led the two to their individual ritual rooms. In order to make both parties more comfortable he had administered a specially brewed calming potion, and thankfully, Harry was subdued enough that the procedure would not be hindered. Soulripper and Healer Thompson both assured Severus that Mr. Potter would be well taken care of, and instructed Mr. Potter on how to signal that he was in distress and then the real work began.

Severus was instructed to change into a simple white robe, and to lay down on a solid stone table that was contained within a circle of runes. The Master Healer began chanting a series of spells and the next thing he knew he was being woken up and assisted in sitting upright.

"Welcome back, Mr. Snape," the Healer said. "We have completed our scans and are just reviewing our findings. If you give us a few more minutes we'll be able to suggest a plan of treatment."

"And Mr. Potter?" he asked.

"I haven't been updated as to Mr. Potter's progress but I would be more than happy to send my assistant to see if his examination room has unsealed itself. If it hasn't that means that his scan is not yet complete."

"Thank you."

A few moments later however, Harry was shown into Severus' exam room and sat quietly in a corner sipping on a cup of what Severus assumed was hot cocoa.

"Mr. Snape, whose results would you like to hear first?" asked Healer Thompson.

"Mr. Potter's if you don't mind."

"Very well," she sighed and started reading over Harry's folder, eyebrows furrowing.

"It seems," she began, looking at Harry with motherly affection, "that someone has placed several compulsion and binding charms on young Mr. Potter. There are also several diversionary charms and a few memory charms on his person as well."

"Explain," Severus ground out.

"This...person...seems to have placed several charms on Mr. Potter in an attempt to control him, and cause him to act in a very specific way. There are compulsion charms meant to alter his behaviour to be submissive to adults, and that require him to obey every command given to him by said adults. There is a compulsion charm in place that would make Mr. Potter more self sacrificing than normal, and would compell him to be friendly to certain people, Albus Dumbledore, Hermione Granger, and the Weasleys, it appears. Those charms seem to have been broken, as was the one that would forbid Mr. Potter from binding with a familiar. There are also charms which would cause him to show malice towards most of the Darker families, Tom Riddle, the Malfoys, Parkinsons, Notts, and you, Mr. Snape. We found suspicion charms aimed at you, and a Remus Lupin and Sirius Black. Much of his power has been bound from a young age, and several obilivates have been preformed, probably as a way to control his opinion or memory of certain things that have happened to him. The concealment charms have already fallen away, and the diversionary charms seem to have been placed to keep muggles from noticing the boy. It looks like some blocks have been placed on his mind, and we will have to call an occulmens to look at those as they seem to be foreign, and we have detected a sort of foreign...entity I suppose, located within a compartment of his mind. The removal of said charms and hexes will be a long and unfortunately, painful, process, and due to the nature and complexity of the magical signatures, it may take months to complete."

"Can you trace the magical signatures?"

"It will take some time, but yes, we can try."

"See that you do," said Severus through locked teeth. He already knew who the signatures would come back to, but he needed the proof so that he could silence the remaining members of the Order of the Fried Chickens.

"Very well. Would you like to start appointments for Mr. Potter to start his procedures?"

"Harry still attends school, and his recovery cannot interrupt his lessons."

"We can go slow, and remove the easiest charms first. When summer comes we can offer more agressive treatment and better management options for recovery, but if we do not start quickly permanent damage may set in."

"Very well. Work up a treatment schedule and I shall review it. I shall need a copy of this evaluation to submit to the office of WCS, as well as a copy of my evaluation."

"Of course, Master Snape. Shall we continue then?"

"Please do."

By the time the healer had completed her assessment Severus was sick with rage and betrayal. The humming bumblebee had destroyed Severus' life; caused unnecessary hurt; and irrevocable damage to once cherished friendships. Azkaban was far too great a place for this demon who called himself light, and Severus only wished he could exact revenge for those the fool had wronged.

The healer had listed no less than 27 hexes, curses, charms, modifications, and bindings, 24 of which had been placed by the bumbling idiot himself. Only three were placed by the Dark Lord; the dark mark, a loyalty charm, and a slight power modification charm, all of which made perfect sense to Severus. Dumbledore on the other hand had done much worse. He had cause Severus physical and mental pain, tortured him, stolen his memories, driven Lily from his life, turned his own friends against him, caused him to murder his father, driven his mother to suicide, and, had he had his way, would have made Severus torment Harry, and then walk blindly to his death at the hands of Voldemort, all 'for the greater good'.

"It's a shame the old fool is already in Azkaban. This list of spells is quite impressive. I daresay the Wizengamot would have choked trying to read it."

"You would think the leader of the light wouldn't know how to cast such abhorrent pieces of magic," supplied Severus dryly.

"Yes, well, the mighty do fall, as they say. Restortation is gonna hurt like hell, when do you wish to get started?"

"Winter break is next week. We shall commence Monday next. That will give me time to arrange a suitable gaurdian for my charge."

"Just so," said Healer Thompson. "10 am sharp right back here. Might as well bring Harry that day and we can get started. Find a suitable sitter for you both and we'll knock out as much as we can. The sooner we remove this nonsense the sooner you can regain your full faculties."

"10 am it is," Severus said, and motioning for Harry to follow, he once again left Gringotts in a rather foul state.

Monday's meeting with Lady Greengrass caused several uncooth words to slip from the Head of the Wizarding Childrens Services mouth, and several more people to blush.

"Why that- I never in all my- What was he thinking! All this on a child? And-and you?"

"So it would seem."

"Poor Harry, and Severus...I can't even imagine! How are the two of you coping?"

"As well as can be expected, I suppose. Harry does not grasp the severity of the situation, and I feel that now is not the time to educate him on it. I fear it would only cause him more damage."

"You're probably right on that one. When does treatment start?"

"Monday of Winter Break. Which is why I must request some assistance with young Mr. Potter. We will both be seen that day, and Healer Thompson has expressed a desire to fight through as much of the list as she can. As such I fear that my level of competency will be greatly diminished and so I will require...help...in caring not only for Harry, but for myself."

"Of course. I shall arrange something immediately. And don't worry about your review. This list should squash any issues the Wizengamot may have."

"Do try not to give anyone a coronary Delilah," Severus smirked.

"I'll make no promises," she smiled. "Not once they read all this."

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A/N II: This chapter sucked beyong the telling of it, and I know I could have done so much better, but I promise the next one will be juicy and not nearly as sucky.