No String's On Me

Goblet

"Do you have any idea how much trouble your in!? It's a law with clear consequences if your no a legal adult you go to Azkaban! And that's if you somehow manage to survive the tournament!" He shook me slightly. "The only way to out of that is if you managed to be emancipated! And I highly doubt you'll pull that off you arrogant peacock!" Daddy shouted in my face.

Fear gripped at my heart. "I didn't... I wouldn't... It's a death tournament why the hell would I enter? I just wanted a quiet year for once. You great git!" I finally showed my anger. "And another thing I'm not competing. No way in hell. Also your standing in vomit." I finished with a smirk.

He looked down and cringed at his shoes. "Care to prove it Potter. Prove you didn't enter or ask someone else to do it for you. Also if you intend on living or having magic you don't have a choice. It's a magical contract." He sneered at me showing how we used to act.

"I'll happily prove it. But how?" Only just realizing daddy was up to something. When he pulled out a vial of clear liquid and one with a reddish liquid I tipped my head sideways at them.

"Veritaserum serum. I dose you. You tell the truth. I give you the antidote. Fair enough Potter." I blinked at him for a minute.

"Fine do it I've no shame." I snapped at him. He suddenly grabbed my mouth forcing it open and putting a full dose in. Although his actions looked harsh and ruff I barely felt it.

Within moments I felt the fogg cloud my mind. "Did you put your name in the goblet of fire?" Snape asked monotone.

"No" I stated from the haze of my mind.

"Did you ask another to enter your name?" He asked again without tone.

"No" I answered yet again.

"What do you think of the Triwizard tournament." He proceeded to ask.

"I think it's a death trap designed to kill off those foolish enough to enter. Basically assisted suicide." I was slightly surprised at my own thoughts on the matter.

I heard a deep sigh before I felt mouth being forced open and liquid poured in. It didn't take long before my senses were back. I glared at daddy angrily. "Was it necessary to be so forceful when I was willing to take the potion?!" I bit out at daddy.

"It's gotta be a trap for the boy." Karkaroff said warily.

"He shouldn't suffer Azkaban for something he had no control over. Surely we could make an exception." Fudge said looking as though it would be his pleasure.

"The law is the law! Either emancipation or Azkaban! The choice is yours. Besides would you like to be inundated with appeals based on people claiming lack of control. Just because you let him off however much it would be right it wouldn't do." Not Moody growled out clearly also angry.

I now realized what daddy was doing he was getting me my freedom. "Give it up professor Moody. I'll be rotting in Azkaban either way. I just hope press can't actually eat a person alive. Because if they can I can only imagine what the fallout will look like." I cut through the adults conversation. I heaved a heavy sigh. "Pretty sure they would have done a better job keeping this from happening if they wanted me alive." I said moving away from them all and sinking down without raising my face.

"Harry my boy! Of course we'll emancipate you. Of course we want you alive. Why would you think otherwise?" Dumbledore rattled out a little bit to quickly.

"Knowing that there are those who would see me dead you've brought this tournament hear. Also I'll believe it when I see it. And another thing Snape I do have a choice weather or not to compete." I growled out at them.

"How could you possibility not complete you imbecile." Daddy snapped at me furiously.

I laughed a cold humorless laugh. "Just because the alternative is death doesn't mean it isn't a choice." I looked up at all of them now. A strange sense of calm coursing through me. "Tell you what I'll make you a deal I'll compete even be bait for whoever did this. But it comes at the cost of my emancipation, And I mean both muggle and magical. Do it quick enough I'll even throw in some publicly for ya fudge." I stood slowly sneering at daddy.

"Unless my ultimatum is met my choice stands as thus. I'd rather die then compete." I knew I was showing every ounce of anger and rage I felt towards these people. "Goodnight." I snapped as I flung the door open so hard it stuck into the stone wall behind it. Causing gasps from all those behind me.

I stormed through the castle to the tower. The fat lady didn't even bother asking for the password practically jumping out of the way. Once in the common room everyone looked at me like I'd done this. So I informed all of them that someone was using the tournament as a way to try and kill me. Then informed them of how they wanted to use me as bait and even told them the ultimatum I gave them.

"Yeah right like we'd believe you don't just want more fame!" Ron yelled jealousy.

"I'm going to sleep elsewhere for all of your safety. Pack first." I said growling in agitation. "As for the lowest of our packs rank why the fuck would I want more fame you damned idiot? So more people want me dead? Yeah that seems like a great fucking idea!" I went to rant more but Hermione covered my mouth.

"Your scarring the first years Harry. Reign in your temper. Go get your things we've got this." She said calmly. I huffed and nodded still scowling.

As soon as she let go I grabbed all my things checking to insure no trackers we're on them. To make triple sure I had everything that belonged to me I called for Dobby. Telling him to find any of my other belongings and bring them to me straight away. After a few minutes Dobby reappeared with a huge pile of things. Only serving to further anger me. I just pointed to the trunk. After it was all in Dobby left.

Shrinking the trunk I put it in my pocket before leaving the tower. I went down to the dungeons and hissed at the wall to let me in now. Soon as I entered I raced into Draco's arm's. Draco held me tightly. After a full minute I ranted off about everything that has happened.

A while later daddy came in with not moody. I glared daggers at daddy. Growling as he approached looking livid. "Harrison Marvelous Snape we've barely been able to convince them. What the hell were you thinking saying you choose to die!" Daddy started to fume.

The growl I was emitting changed to one of threat which everyone seemed to catch onto. "What were you thinking letting this happen even though you know the god damned danger's. Do you have any idea how close I came to death during each of those." I snarled at him barring my teeth in anger. Not Moody gently pulled daddy back. Not wanting to argue further I stood pulling Draco with me.

Pulling him towards the dormitories. He caught on quickly and lead me to his dorm. He shut the door softly. Then turned and held me close. " Sweetie I'm sorta upset you told them that to. What if they didn't agree.... I'd lose you forever." I could hear his voice cracking.

"Ah but they'd never not agree. After all there is some benefits to being the boy who lived. If they refused and caused my death the press would have a field day. I made sure to remind them of that." I told him quietly. Trying to make him feel better by kissing his neck. But he pushed me away.

"Don't you get it sweetie your ultimatum could have handed him another victory he could have just said no and let you die by your own choice! The public would be easily swayed after your death." He whisper yelled at me. My eyes went huge I hadn't thought about that. He seemed to realize he had gotten through as he was now holding me close to him again. "You've been hanging out with Gryffindor's for to long. Just promise you'll think things through more before you say stuff okay?"

I nodded into his chest sniffling he carefully guided us over to his bed and held me.