The Devil\'s Son
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
9,608
Reviews:
42
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 00 At a Letter's Notice
Title: The Devil's Son
Chapter: 0/?
Author: Bleeding Star Goddess (aka BSG)
Wordcount: 1028
Pairing: Draco/Harry, Snape/Harry, Ron/Hermione, Albus/McGonagall
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Warnings: There is character angst, character insanity, abstract ideas, and attempted suicide multiple times. This is post OOTP and is slightly AU.
Note: THERE ARE NO SPOILERS TO HBP IN THIS FIC.
Summary: He had left, Voldemort was dead he had done his job. But it had left its scars, one's he did not want to recall. But now he's come back after nine years and the world he left has come back to greet him. Except this Harry is different, this Harry is darker and just a tad insane with a much bigger secret resting on his shoulders.
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Chapter 0: At a Letter's Notice
He gazed up at the towering spires and turrets, the solemn towers. He closed his eyes before heading up to the castle, his black leather gloved hands gripping the letter tightly before he reached the behemoths of wood. He nodded his head in greeting to the stern but always welcoming visage of McGonagall.
"This way then," she whispered.
The halls were empty, to be expected during classes.
No idle talking was passed between them; it was pointless considering why he was here. His trench coat flared behind, his wand was secure in its spring-loaded holster strapped to his arm.
Their walk was brisk, Minerva's years did not affect her health or her speed. So they reached the gargoyle rather quickly and not to his surprise, the password was some form of candy.
Up the stairs he went, and he knocked on the door once before bidden entrance.
Albus gestured towards the seat offering his usual tea and lemon drop.
"Perhaps you could explain this Albus," he tossed the letter onto the table and Dumbledore didn't even look at it, instead he smiled.
"It is so good to see you again my boy!"
He felt his right eye twitch but he was grateful that his sunglasses hid it.
"The letter Albus…"
The old man sighed, the twinkle dimming just a bit.
"Hello Harry…"
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Yes I know, a teaser, I apologize the first chapter will be coming very soon I assure you.
Chapter: 0/?
Author: Bleeding Star Goddess (aka BSG)
Wordcount: 1028
Pairing: Draco/Harry, Snape/Harry, Ron/Hermione, Albus/McGonagall
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Warnings: There is character angst, character insanity, abstract ideas, and attempted suicide multiple times. This is post OOTP and is slightly AU.
Note: THERE ARE NO SPOILERS TO HBP IN THIS FIC.
Summary: He had left, Voldemort was dead he had done his job. But it had left its scars, one's he did not want to recall. But now he's come back after nine years and the world he left has come back to greet him. Except this Harry is different, this Harry is darker and just a tad insane with a much bigger secret resting on his shoulders.
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Chapter 0: At a Letter's Notice
He gazed up at the towering spires and turrets, the solemn towers. He closed his eyes before heading up to the castle, his black leather gloved hands gripping the letter tightly before he reached the behemoths of wood. He nodded his head in greeting to the stern but always welcoming visage of McGonagall.
"This way then," she whispered.
The halls were empty, to be expected during classes.
No idle talking was passed between them; it was pointless considering why he was here. His trench coat flared behind, his wand was secure in its spring-loaded holster strapped to his arm.
Their walk was brisk, Minerva's years did not affect her health or her speed. So they reached the gargoyle rather quickly and not to his surprise, the password was some form of candy.
Up the stairs he went, and he knocked on the door once before bidden entrance.
Albus gestured towards the seat offering his usual tea and lemon drop.
"Perhaps you could explain this Albus," he tossed the letter onto the table and Dumbledore didn't even look at it, instead he smiled.
"It is so good to see you again my boy!"
He felt his right eye twitch but he was grateful that his sunglasses hid it.
"The letter Albus…"
The old man sighed, the twinkle dimming just a bit.
"Hello Harry…"
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Yes I know, a teaser, I apologize the first chapter will be coming very soon I assure you.