Snape watched as the last auror was taken out with a punch from Consequence, Consequence span and ran at Snape. Snape, fearing for himself, fired a stunner which Consequence side stepped. Consequence jumped a mighty distance and landed in front of Snape, he knocked Snape's wand out of his hand and pushed him to the ground. That was how Snape found himself lying on the ground with the intimidating figure of Consequence standing over him.
Consequence reared his right back, Snape braced for impact, he heard a noise. And looked up to see Consequence had planted his fist into the ground, next to Snape. His fist seemed to dig into the ground, suddenly he stood up and ripped the piece of ground away with one arm. Laving a hole in the ground, white light shone from it, he stepped off of Snape and gestured to it.
Snape saw this for what it was, a chance for him to get out of this unhurt. Severus Snape was many things but a fool he was not, he gave a very small nod to Consequence before rolling into the hole.
Snape woke up in the real world, he stood up and looked around when he saw the aurors that had accompanied him getting medical attention and being carried out of the court room. The shocked faces on the other people were not lost on him either, he looked around when he found Lily along with the three marauders. He gave them a sad smile as he felt he couldn't really do much more than that at this point.
Looking back he saw Dumbledore was still in Potters mind, he looked at the image from the pensive and saw Dumbledore battling with the 'beast', as Harry had called him. Snape recognised that it was what Potter transformed into during his last battle with the dark lord, it was obvious that he wasn't the only one. He also recognised that the beast was currently winning. Snape wasn't worried about Dumbledore dying, if Potter was going to kill him then he would've done it by now. Though, that lead him to wonder, what was Potter planning? What did he hope to accomplish? What was his endgame?
Dumbledore was putting a lot of effort against the demonic beast, stunners appeared to barely slow it down as did most spells. For the most part he was barely able to hit him in the first place, this was a clear case of brawn and speed. He reared his arm back, preparing to send a powerful body binding spell when something grabbed his wrist. He turned to see Consequence standing in front of him. His momentary loss of focus was more than enough for the beast to reach him.
The beast knocked his wand out of his hand, both he and Consequence pushed Dumbledore away. Apparently they both weren't in the mood to harm him yet. Dumbledore was brought out of his thoughts by the sound off clapping, he turned around to see Harry Potter walking towards him. Thankfully this was the regular Harry Potter, not the child version or the snake monster version. He wore the same clothes he wore as Consequence except he didn't have his hood up nor did he wear a bandanna.
"Harry" Dumbledore said "why are you doing this?"
"I don't know Dumbledore, why do you think I'm doing this?" Harry asked curiously
"Harry, please, enough games!" Dumbledore begged "Voldemort is still out there! We can accomplish more by working together! Please, stop this madness"
"Do you remember your third birthday?" Harry asked suddenly
"What?!" Dumbledore's surprise at this random question was evidenced by his face
"Do you remember your third birthday?" Harry repeated
"No, no I do not" Dumbledore eventually answered
"Hmm, that's alright" Harry said "I didn't expect you to, you know, being as old as you are. But can I tell you something? I remember my third birthday, I remember it like it was yesterday. Do you want to watch?"
"Harry, please, I..."
"Alrighty then" Harry smiled as a memory began playing in front of Dumbledore "you'll enjoy it"
"Get up!" A harsh voice shouted as several large knocks were heard, but all that could be seen was darkness. That was until the door opened, allowing little three year old Harry out of his cupboard. He looked up to see his Aunt Petunia looking at him like he was poop on her shoes "Get in the kitchen and make breakfast!" She ordered, pointing at the kitchen
"Yes Aunt Tunia" Harry said in a quiet voice, he found himself rewarded with a slap on the back of the head
"Do not call me 'Tunia'!" She shouted
"Sorry" Harry whispered as he held back the tears that threatened to escape from his green eyes, he quickly moved into the kitchen before he did anything else to upset his aunt. He took his small stool and pushed it so it was in place, he stood up on it and began cooking. Not for himself, obviously, but he made food for the other three members of the house.
"Morning dear" Vernon Dursley, Harry's uncle, said to his wife as he arrived downstairs. He spared Harry no more than a glare before sitting down. "You had better not burn my breakfast boy" Vernon said as he opened up a newspaper and began reading "because if you do then I promise I will burn you"
"Yes sir" Harry nodded, as he carefully cooked, doing his best not to burn the food or himself.
"Mummy!" Dudley, Harry's cousin, ran into the kitchen "Where's the food?!"
"It's not ready yet" Aunt Petunia replied. Dudley, not liking the sound of that, threw a tantrum
"But I am hungry! I want my food now!" He stomped his foot down
"Freak!" Vernon shouted "Hurry up!"
"Yes sir" Harry said, wondering how he was supposed to cook faster.
Dudley was sick of waiting, it was all because of the freak, stupid freak. He saw his mother and father weren't looking and an evil grin came over his face, he tip toed closer and closer than he kicked the stool out from the freak's legs.
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