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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
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Adult ++
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chapter 13
Recap chapter 12
“Alright. I’ll be taking over today, as Professor Lupin is no feeling well. Why don’t you turn to page 314, and I’ll go around to collect your homework from last week.”
Harry looked at his book, too confused to read. If Ron and Hermione were trying to help him, then why didn’t they tell him what they had found out?
“Harry.” Sirius whispered as he bent down to pick p Harry’s work. “I need to see you after class.”
Chapter 13
Class was over and Harry was packing up his things. “Malfoy?”
“Yeah, what is it, Potter?”
“Can you stay after with me? I really don’t think I can talk to him with out blowing up. I just… I don’t want to be alone and you’ve been such a good friend this year that…”
“No worries, Potter, I’ll stay.” Malfoy said as he gave Harry a half-smile and sat back down. “Just relax.”
Harry nodded and sat back down, looking at his hands while he waited for everyone to leave.
“Harry?” Ron asked as he walked up to his friend. “I know Siri is going to talk to you. I want to be here for you. Please?”
“Sorry, Ron, but I’ve already got a friend. One I can rely on.”
“Harry, I know you’re angry but you have to understand. Me and Hermione didn’t have all the information and we didn’t want to tell you something without having all the details. We should’ve told you last night but Malfoy said you needed to be alone and…”
“It’s fine, Ron. You don’t need to explain. We’re not best friends anymore so it’s not like you owe me anything.”
“Harry, please!”
“Why don’t you go tell Professor Black to please hurry? I have a lot of homework I should be staring on soon.” Malfoy said when he saw how much of a toll the conversation was taking on Harry.
Ron frowned but went to the front of the room, waiting for a student to finish her question.
“Potter.” Malfoy leaned in close and whispered. “What ever you do, don’t let them know you know what creature your mother was. They may or may not be in on Dumbledore’s plan, but I’m sure they’ll go to him and let him know. You can’t risk him finding out something like that.”
“I know.” Harry whispered, sad that the people who used to mean so much to him were also the people who could hurt him the most. While he always knew they held that power, he never thought it would come to that.
“You okay, Potter?”
“Fine, Malfoy, just thinking.”
“Harry?” Sirius came over a pulled a seat up in front of where Harry and Malfoy were sitting. “I know you’re mad at me but just hear me out.”
“Why should I? You know something and you’re not telling me! You knew I had creature blood but did nothing to help! You stood by and let other people tell you what to do. I’m your godson, Sirius, not Dumbledore’s!”
“Harry--!”
“Why would you keep something like this from me? I know I’m not my father, but I’m trying. Why am I not good enough?” Harry panted, his eyes burning as he grabbed his books and headed for the door.
“Stop!” Malfoy got to the door before Harry and held him in place. “Just wait for one minute before you walk out of here and regret what has happened.” He whispered to Harry. To Sirius, he asked. “You said you didn’t know Harry had creature blood, not until the letter came. In third year, Professor Lupin held me back after class, he wanted to make sure I was doing okay because he knew being a Vampire in a dorm full of fresh bodies wasn’t easy. He could tell what my creature was, just by being in the same room as me. Tell me, do you think he simply over looked that fact that Harry had creature blood as well? That he didn’t know? I’ve seen the Potter Family Tree; they have no connections with creatures. That means that Lily Potter had to have been one. Do you really think he never knew?”
“I--”
“Don’t answer now, Professor. I think you should take the time to talk with Professor Lupin before you say anything else.” Malfoy said as he opened the door and walked Harry out.
--HPSS--
“And why are the two of you not in class?” Snape asked as he stopped Harry and Malfoy.
“We’ve finished for the day, sir.” Malfoy said and let go of Harry’s arm. “We were heading back up to the dorms.”
“I see. Well, since I was heading the same way, I shall walk with you.” Snape walked beside Harry, his arm going around his waist. “This walk serves another purpose as well, Potter.”
“What would that be?”
“I fear I owe you an apology. It seems I have been too forward and reckless in my affections towards you. I would like to ask you to spend Christmas with me so I might make it up to you.”
“I’m sorry, sir, but since my relatives won’t sign anything from the school, it’s up to Dumbledore if I can leave the school during holidays. You would have to ask him.”
“Then I’m happy to tell you that I will not be leaving school grounds, but merely expanding my personal chambers for the celebrations.”
Harry blushed. “Thank you, that would be nice. I’ve only ever been to the Weasley’s.”
“Then I am glad you will have a proper holiday, and that I am the one to give it to you.”
Harry smiled and ducked his head. “Thank you, sir.”
“I’m going to be there too, Potter.” Malfoy said, breaking the moment between Harry and Snape. “Father as well. We always spend the holidays with Uncle Sev. He’s a great cook, does everything the muggle way. Even the decorations! I just wish we could get the house elves to do have as good a job as he goes, it’s amazing.”
“That’s great.” Harry laughed. “Do you think I could help?” He asked Snape, his eyes bright and big.
“If you would like. It’s always so much to do. I think a little company would be pleasant. Now, off you go. I have a student to talk to. Make sure to stay out of trouble, the both of you.”
“Yes, sir.” Harry and Malfoy said at once, before they went into their room, leaving Snape in the common room with a tearful first year.
“Christmas is going to be so much fun!” Harry gasped as soon as Malfoy closed the door.
“He’s trying really hard too.” Malfoy said. “I think he’s afraid he was scaring you away.”
“No, not scaring me away. But I was starting to question myself. I never thought of him… that… way and then suddenly he was kissing me! I liked it, but it was also…”
“I know he can be pushing sometimes but he’s really not that bad once you get to know him. After you got back last night, I went to talk to him. It was one think to mark you, but he was starting to get out of control.”
“Does… Does that mean that he won’t kiss me again?”
Malfoy laughed. “Stop pouting, Potter. He won’t stop but he won’t be going much farther unless you give him permission. Which is how it should be, anyways. He shouldn’t have marked you unless you told him you wanted it.”
Harry blushed but didn’t say anything.
“Did you ask for it?”
“Not… really… But I was thinking it. Just a little…”
“It’s fine, Potter.” Malfoy yawned. “So, enough about my godfather’s sex life. What are you going to give him for Christmas?”
“Oh.” Harry looked down, picking at his nails. “I never really thought about it. I guess I could find an old Potions book in my family vault, or something.”
“Come on, Potter. Everyone who knows him will get him a Potions Text. You need something more. He’s not just about Potions, you know. He likes boats and he collects pictures of the sea. He’s got this one painting, it’s just off the coast and there’s this girl with red hair sitting on a rock, humming, and playing with this white silk scarf. She’s in this white dress, but it’s folded around her, the ends floating in the wind like they’re calling out for a lost love. And her eyes, the color of the green water, she couldn’t be any older then 15 but her eyes hold a sadness in them beyond what her years should allow…”
“Ummn… Malfoy…?” Harry frowned when the noticed the far-off look. “Malfoy?” He said a bit loader, tapping him on the shoulder.
Malfoy jumped, snapping out of his trance. “Sorry, that was always my favorite painting. I found it when I was only six. I got lost and wondered into one of the back rooms. It was covered when I found it; the room was so dusty everything looked gray. Then I pulled off the covering and the room got brighter, I could almost smell the water! Severus found me, just as I was about to touch it. He told me I was never to see it again and he moved it out of the room.”
“Did you ever find it again?”
“No, I still go back to that room when I visit his Manor, but I never searched for it.” Malfoy said as he drifted off to sleep, a smile on his face as he remembered the soft glow of the girl he first fell in love with.
A/N: I’m back!! Sorta... Sadly my next post will have to wait until after August 1st because I am moving to a different state right now. But I really wanted to get this out so here it is!
If you all would like to see what the painting looks like, please leave your email in a review and I’ll send it to you. (Please be nice when you see it, I drew it by hand and it’s been a while I’ve colored something.)
“Alright. I’ll be taking over today, as Professor Lupin is no feeling well. Why don’t you turn to page 314, and I’ll go around to collect your homework from last week.”
Harry looked at his book, too confused to read. If Ron and Hermione were trying to help him, then why didn’t they tell him what they had found out?
“Harry.” Sirius whispered as he bent down to pick p Harry’s work. “I need to see you after class.”
Chapter 13
Class was over and Harry was packing up his things. “Malfoy?”
“Yeah, what is it, Potter?”
“Can you stay after with me? I really don’t think I can talk to him with out blowing up. I just… I don’t want to be alone and you’ve been such a good friend this year that…”
“No worries, Potter, I’ll stay.” Malfoy said as he gave Harry a half-smile and sat back down. “Just relax.”
Harry nodded and sat back down, looking at his hands while he waited for everyone to leave.
“Harry?” Ron asked as he walked up to his friend. “I know Siri is going to talk to you. I want to be here for you. Please?”
“Sorry, Ron, but I’ve already got a friend. One I can rely on.”
“Harry, I know you’re angry but you have to understand. Me and Hermione didn’t have all the information and we didn’t want to tell you something without having all the details. We should’ve told you last night but Malfoy said you needed to be alone and…”
“It’s fine, Ron. You don’t need to explain. We’re not best friends anymore so it’s not like you owe me anything.”
“Harry, please!”
“Why don’t you go tell Professor Black to please hurry? I have a lot of homework I should be staring on soon.” Malfoy said when he saw how much of a toll the conversation was taking on Harry.
Ron frowned but went to the front of the room, waiting for a student to finish her question.
“Potter.” Malfoy leaned in close and whispered. “What ever you do, don’t let them know you know what creature your mother was. They may or may not be in on Dumbledore’s plan, but I’m sure they’ll go to him and let him know. You can’t risk him finding out something like that.”
“I know.” Harry whispered, sad that the people who used to mean so much to him were also the people who could hurt him the most. While he always knew they held that power, he never thought it would come to that.
“You okay, Potter?”
“Fine, Malfoy, just thinking.”
“Harry?” Sirius came over a pulled a seat up in front of where Harry and Malfoy were sitting. “I know you’re mad at me but just hear me out.”
“Why should I? You know something and you’re not telling me! You knew I had creature blood but did nothing to help! You stood by and let other people tell you what to do. I’m your godson, Sirius, not Dumbledore’s!”
“Harry--!”
“Why would you keep something like this from me? I know I’m not my father, but I’m trying. Why am I not good enough?” Harry panted, his eyes burning as he grabbed his books and headed for the door.
“Stop!” Malfoy got to the door before Harry and held him in place. “Just wait for one minute before you walk out of here and regret what has happened.” He whispered to Harry. To Sirius, he asked. “You said you didn’t know Harry had creature blood, not until the letter came. In third year, Professor Lupin held me back after class, he wanted to make sure I was doing okay because he knew being a Vampire in a dorm full of fresh bodies wasn’t easy. He could tell what my creature was, just by being in the same room as me. Tell me, do you think he simply over looked that fact that Harry had creature blood as well? That he didn’t know? I’ve seen the Potter Family Tree; they have no connections with creatures. That means that Lily Potter had to have been one. Do you really think he never knew?”
“I--”
“Don’t answer now, Professor. I think you should take the time to talk with Professor Lupin before you say anything else.” Malfoy said as he opened the door and walked Harry out.
--HPSS--
“And why are the two of you not in class?” Snape asked as he stopped Harry and Malfoy.
“We’ve finished for the day, sir.” Malfoy said and let go of Harry’s arm. “We were heading back up to the dorms.”
“I see. Well, since I was heading the same way, I shall walk with you.” Snape walked beside Harry, his arm going around his waist. “This walk serves another purpose as well, Potter.”
“What would that be?”
“I fear I owe you an apology. It seems I have been too forward and reckless in my affections towards you. I would like to ask you to spend Christmas with me so I might make it up to you.”
“I’m sorry, sir, but since my relatives won’t sign anything from the school, it’s up to Dumbledore if I can leave the school during holidays. You would have to ask him.”
“Then I’m happy to tell you that I will not be leaving school grounds, but merely expanding my personal chambers for the celebrations.”
Harry blushed. “Thank you, that would be nice. I’ve only ever been to the Weasley’s.”
“Then I am glad you will have a proper holiday, and that I am the one to give it to you.”
Harry smiled and ducked his head. “Thank you, sir.”
“I’m going to be there too, Potter.” Malfoy said, breaking the moment between Harry and Snape. “Father as well. We always spend the holidays with Uncle Sev. He’s a great cook, does everything the muggle way. Even the decorations! I just wish we could get the house elves to do have as good a job as he goes, it’s amazing.”
“That’s great.” Harry laughed. “Do you think I could help?” He asked Snape, his eyes bright and big.
“If you would like. It’s always so much to do. I think a little company would be pleasant. Now, off you go. I have a student to talk to. Make sure to stay out of trouble, the both of you.”
“Yes, sir.” Harry and Malfoy said at once, before they went into their room, leaving Snape in the common room with a tearful first year.
“Christmas is going to be so much fun!” Harry gasped as soon as Malfoy closed the door.
“He’s trying really hard too.” Malfoy said. “I think he’s afraid he was scaring you away.”
“No, not scaring me away. But I was starting to question myself. I never thought of him… that… way and then suddenly he was kissing me! I liked it, but it was also…”
“I know he can be pushing sometimes but he’s really not that bad once you get to know him. After you got back last night, I went to talk to him. It was one think to mark you, but he was starting to get out of control.”
“Does… Does that mean that he won’t kiss me again?”
Malfoy laughed. “Stop pouting, Potter. He won’t stop but he won’t be going much farther unless you give him permission. Which is how it should be, anyways. He shouldn’t have marked you unless you told him you wanted it.”
Harry blushed but didn’t say anything.
“Did you ask for it?”
“Not… really… But I was thinking it. Just a little…”
“It’s fine, Potter.” Malfoy yawned. “So, enough about my godfather’s sex life. What are you going to give him for Christmas?”
“Oh.” Harry looked down, picking at his nails. “I never really thought about it. I guess I could find an old Potions book in my family vault, or something.”
“Come on, Potter. Everyone who knows him will get him a Potions Text. You need something more. He’s not just about Potions, you know. He likes boats and he collects pictures of the sea. He’s got this one painting, it’s just off the coast and there’s this girl with red hair sitting on a rock, humming, and playing with this white silk scarf. She’s in this white dress, but it’s folded around her, the ends floating in the wind like they’re calling out for a lost love. And her eyes, the color of the green water, she couldn’t be any older then 15 but her eyes hold a sadness in them beyond what her years should allow…”
“Ummn… Malfoy…?” Harry frowned when the noticed the far-off look. “Malfoy?” He said a bit loader, tapping him on the shoulder.
Malfoy jumped, snapping out of his trance. “Sorry, that was always my favorite painting. I found it when I was only six. I got lost and wondered into one of the back rooms. It was covered when I found it; the room was so dusty everything looked gray. Then I pulled off the covering and the room got brighter, I could almost smell the water! Severus found me, just as I was about to touch it. He told me I was never to see it again and he moved it out of the room.”
“Did you ever find it again?”
“No, I still go back to that room when I visit his Manor, but I never searched for it.” Malfoy said as he drifted off to sleep, a smile on his face as he remembered the soft glow of the girl he first fell in love with.
A/N: I’m back!! Sorta... Sadly my next post will have to wait until after August 1st because I am moving to a different state right now. But I really wanted to get this out so here it is!
If you all would like to see what the painting looks like, please leave your email in a review and I’ll send it to you. (Please be nice when you see it, I drew it by hand and it’s been a while I’ve colored something.)