Love bites Vampires kiss
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Chapter
eleven
It hurt
Dumbledore to have to threaten Harry with removing him the Gryffindor Quidditch
team, but damn it couldn’t the stubborn boy see that his life was in danger? Oh
well, in the end he had gotten what he wanted. Harry had agreed to work with
Severus
“You know Harry;
I don’t like to have to resort to threats.” The headmaster explained.
“Yes, well
could you please just get on with telling me what else it is I must do?” Harry
bit out in an angry teary voice.
“There are
some things you need to know about Severus my boy,” Dumbledore stated flatly.
“Like
what? That he is cold and has no heart,” Harry asked bitterly.
“Oh no,
it’s quite the opposite my boy. If I may be so bold, I wish to offer a piece of
advice. Observe Severus from a distance for awhile and see if your views of him
don’t change, Mister Potter,” the headmaster offered cryptically.
“Thanks
I’ll keep that in mind Professor Dumbledore,” Harry answered in a disbelieving
voice.
“Secondly,
you need to know that your father and Severus were not always enemies, in fact,
they used to be quite good friends,” Albus went on ignoring Harry’s snotty
remark. This time the headmasters’ words were met by the young man’s disbelief.
“My father
and Professor Snape were friends? Even if what you say is true, Headmaster,
what on earth could have caused them to become such bitter foes?” Harry saw
Dumbledore’s eyes dull in thought. The old man sighed as he said the words that
would forever change the way Harry saw his father.
“It is
quite simple my boy, William, that is Severus, fell in love with your father
and he told him just that. However, he however did so before James was ready to
hear it and deal with Severus’ declaration in a mature way. Instead, James
broke Severus heart by rejecting him in a none too gentle way,” Albus explained
as he watched Harry carefully, though for what he didn’t know.
Harry felt
as though he had been sucker punched in the gut.
‘Snape
was in love with my dad! No wonder he hates me! I am nothing more than a
reminder of the pain of rejection to him. Gee Albus; what else have you got to
tell me that will make me doubt myself even more!’ Harry thought to himself
in disgust.
“Is there
anything else you wish to tell me Professor Dumbledore?” the Gryffindor asked
this question in a defeated whisper.
“No my
boy, however, before you go I must ask a favor from you,” the headmaster
answered. At the seeker’s answering nod the elder wizard reached inside his
robes and pulled out a vial of pinkish liquid. “Please take this vial and give
it to Professor Snape, Harry. Be sure that he takes it because his very health
depends upon it,” Albus stated.
“Yes Sir,
I will do as you ask,” Harry took the potion from the headmaster’s outstretched
hand. It didn’t occur to Harry to question why Dumbledore would give him such
an important potion rather than giving it to Severus directly. ‘Oh I do hope
that this is all I have to do because my stomach hurts and my veins feel as
though they’re on fire. I just want to go lie down.’
Harry left
Dumbledore’s office, having received the old man’s word that he would be
allowed to rest after the package had been delivered. The headmaster was
worried about Harry. He was as pale as death warmed over. As Albus watched the
boy leave he became lost in thought.
‘I hate
to deceive you like this Severus, but you and Harry will be mated and if all it
takes to make you and he see that a mutual attraction does exist is some
tasteless Veritaserum, then so be it…’