Time After Time

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Disclaimer
and Authors Note found in the first chapter.


 

-Chapter
Fourteen-

 

 

It took
Harry almost two whole months to sort out everything that had happened while he
had been gone. Apparently his assistant had given birth to her baby, and he was
stuck with some idiotic blonde that had rearranged everything; from the
top-secret files on the top shelf to the very pencils on his desk. He had to go
over all the missions Hermione had assigned and rearrange people and scenarios.
He had to check the new recruits, the animals that were living inside the
Headquarter, and he had to organize a team to start tracking down Voldemort.
When a kid had appeared in the Headquarters they had thought that he had gone
wrong, and had portkeyed him out of there, and hundreds of other small things
where waiting for him.

 

When he was
finished with those things, Colonel assigned him to help the Research
Department decode a pyramill oll of hieroglyphs. This discovery was made by a
Muggle, in Alaska no less. He was popping from place to place, with barely time
to take a five-minutes break. The thoughts of the bonding and Severus where
pushed back into his mind, though there was an emptiness that he couldn’t fill.


 

Then one
day – Harry’s first day off for several months – a letter came from Hogwarts.
Something was going on at the school, and the teachers where powerless against
it. The Forbidden Forest around the school was full of snakes, big and small.
Some students even swore they had seen a nundu walking around the grounds one late
night. Of course, when they where asked what they had been doing out late at
night, those ‘poor’ students went speechless from ‘horror’ of the memory of
what they had encountered. In other words, Hogwarts was asking for help, and
Colonel decided to send his best agents.

 

Some days
later, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Draco, Remus Lupin and his mate, Sirius Black,
were seen walking up to the school from Hogsmeade. Harry with orders to do
research on the hieroglyphs using Hogwarts’ library.

 

As they got
closer to the castle, Harry began to feel nervous. What was going to happen
between himself and Severus? How was the older man going to react? No one could
deny or ignore a bonding once it happened, but considering the fact that Harry
and Severus had been at each others necks for years, and the fact that they
both were too stubborn for their own good, both of them might as well try.

 

Hermione,
Ron, Remus and Sirius knew about the situation from Draco, and the five of them
swore that if was needed they where going to lock the two men in, without their
wands, and let them stay there until they had agreed upon the bonding.
Surprisingly this had been Sirius idea. Harry’s godfather had changed a lot
since he and Remus had gotten together, and the war had had a lot to do with it
too.

 

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Hermione
yawned, followed by Ron and Draco. They where in the library fifth day in a
row, doing research. It was already eleven o’ clock in the evening, and they
were all tired. Peeves had woken them at five thirty in the morning with a
bucket full of cold water. Harry was the only one who had remembered to put up
wards against the poltergeist, and had managed to get more rest than the rest
of the group.

 

Sirius and
Remus where somewhere among the shelves, no one knowing if they actually were
looking for books or doing something else. Draco was looking half dead in his
chair, trying to keep his eyes open. Hermione’s head was sliding out of the
hand she had propped it up on, and Ron had completely given up on reading had
had settled in a good position to get some sleep. Harry shook his head, and
looked up as his godfather and Remus came back with two, thick, dusty books.
His friends groaned.

 

“Listen guys,” Harry said. “You go to bed.
I’ll manage here alone.”

 

“I’m even too tired to argue.” Ron said and
got up with another groan.

 

“suresure Harry?” Hermione asked and Harry
nodded. “Alright, see you tomorrow.”

 

“Don’t stay up too late, alright?” Sirius
said before he and Remus left too, leaving Harry alone in the whole, big,
library.

 

Harry
worked for some time in the light of the four candles on the table, then he had
to get up and find a book in the Restricted Section. He took one of the candles
with him and set off to find the book about old Egyptian hexes and curses.
Where was that blasted book? There! Typically it was on the shelf a few inches
out of Harry’s reach. And since Madame Pince had put a spell on all the books
in the library, making it impossible for students, or anyone else for that
mater, to use magic to get them down, Harry had to find another way.

 

Harry
stretched for the book, but his fingers could barely touch it. He growled,
cursing to himself colourfully in several languages and was about to try again
when a hand stretched out from the darkness behind him, easily got hold of the
book, and held it out in front of him. Harry suddenly became very aware of the
body that was close enough to feel, the breath that tickled his neck and the
hand with the book. Harry looked down at it as he took the book, and discovered
a golden ring on the pale, elegant long fingers, the same as his.

 

“Need help Harry?” the voice came from
somewhere besides his ear, a seducing, manipulative, dangerous, quiet purr. It
took all of Harry’s control to keep from shivering.

 

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