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Ch 12 Backdraft
Disclaimer: JKR owns Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy and all the lovely characters from the HP world. I am not making any money from this story and no copyright infringement is intended. Please don’t sue me, I don’t have any money.
Chapter 12: Backdraft
Professor Severus Snape paced quickly back and forth in the headmasters office, waiting very impatiently for the twinkling old man to return from some meddlesome thing or another. It had been two days already and he still couldn’t get into that blasted room. He was hoping to not involve the old man in this, but something had to be done.
With a puff of blue smoke Dumbledore appeared in the chair behind his desk, looking highly amused. He was humming to himself and grinning in a bemused sort of way. Spotting the obviously agitated professor he laughed out loud, startling Professor Snape to the point that he jumped into a bookshelf.
“Bloody Hell, old man! You scared me out of my whits!”
“Severus my boy, what could possibly have you so agitated?”
Snape launched immediately into the events of the past two days, pointedly ignoring the offered tea and lemon drops. During the whole hurried explanation Dumbledore sat in this desk, fingers steepled and eyes twinkling. Snape looked up and noticed the eyes and stopped mid-sentence.
“you already know all this, don’t you?”
“Severus, have you ever known anything to go on in this castle that I was not informed of?” Snape simply sat there with eyebrow raised, waiting for some explanation.
“You have had no luck in breaking the wards around their room?”
“None whatsoever, Headmaster”
“Then, I suggest we simply wait and see what develops”
“And what do you suggest we tell the other members of the golden trio? I was sorely tempted to put a silencing charm on Miss Granger earlier today when she was trying to force entry into your office.”
“We tell them that they will see Harry in a few days. Now, Severus, when the boys wake up they will have no memory of the previous nights events due to the backlash from the magic storm. The Ministry is in a full uproar, trying to detect the source of such a magical outburst. They, however, have not been able to track it due to some....umm...adjustments. I believe that no good would come of our Ministry to find out about our...special...students or what they are capable of. The book of course was never checked, no one remembers to think of things like that anymore.”
“Book, what book Headmaster? Is there more to this than the fact that Harry and Draco can both transform naturally?”
“You mean to tell me that you haven’t figured all of this out yet my dear boy? Think about this carefully now. Draco can transform into a great Lion correct? And Harry can transform into a great serpent. The only way they could do this was if they were descended from wizarding lines that were so pure and untouched by any muggle blood that they went back to the days when wizards bred with animals to transfer magical power. What two wizards would they be descended from?”
“Surely Headmaster, you don’t think that Harry Potter is the descendant of Salazr Slytherin himself?”
“Of course he is and the Malfoys as we all know are from the line of Goderic Gryffindor.”
“But that still doesn’t explain the magical...er...outburst or the tree or whatever book you are talking about.”
“As I said earlier, Severus, we will now have to wait and see what happens, you are excused for now, I must return to the Ministry before they find out the source.”
Severus heaved a great sigh and strode out through the doors and down the spiral staircase shaking his head, his mind whirling with unanswered questions. What was that meddling old fool up to this time. Whatever it was it had better not hurt his godson in any way.
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Harry was dreaming, it was a beautiful dream. He was with his true love, his soul mate, he had found his purpose in this life. He rolled over and snuggled into the person who he would spend the rest of his life with.
Suddenly something growled and Harry was awake instantly, shattering the remains of his dream. He snapped his eyes open and found himself face to face with his room mate. Looking around the room in shock everything was so white it hurt his eyes and made him realize he had the worst headache in his life. It was almost like Voldemort had come back and tried to possess him again. The pain was the same anyway. For a Brief moment he thought he could move, then he realized his body was just extremely weak. And the fact that Malfoy was laying on his arm was not helping.
Wait! Why was Malfoy laying on his arm, and why was he naked? What the hell happened? He couldn’t remember anything before laying down to sleep after the first day of classes. What the hell was going on?
Jumping up with more than a little effort Harry fell over and scrambled away from the naked form laying in the middle of the mysteriously pristine white room. He bumped roughly into the trunk at the foot of his bed and stared wide eyed at the sight before him.
Draco’s head suddenly made contact with something hard and he was fully awake in less than a second. His eyes burst open and the sight he found was disturbing and slightly amusing at the same time. Harry Potter, the-boy-who-lived, was bare arsed naked and scrambling backwards like a fire-crab across the floor. The white floor. Where was he?
Glancing quickly around the room Draco took in his surroundings. He was still in his room, his and Potter’s room anyway, but everything had turned white. Suddenly frightened he looked down at his body, fearing he would somehow have lost all the color in his own body, just as their room had lost its own. Draco sighed with relief, he still had color. But everything was obviously not ok. His head was aching, worse that it had ever done before in his life. His body felt weak and somehow diminished. He glanced at his watch but it was not there. Nor were his clothes for that matter. He was beginning to see why Potter looked so scared. Slowly he sat up and stared Potter straight in the eyes, “What the hell happened Scar-Head?”
Raising his eyebrow Harry threw a smirk in Malfoy’s direction. “Why don’t you tell me Ferret-Face. The last thing I remember is laying down for bed last night, at least I think it was last night.”
BOOOM! The door to their room blew inward and shattered into a thousand pieces. When the dust settled both Harry and Draco were on their feet pointing their wands at the door. Dumbledore stood there smiling softly with a distraught looking professor Snape standing at his side.
“Gentlemen, if you would be so kind as to put on some clothes and meet me in my office, I believe we have some things to discuss.” With that he turned and walked away. Draco and Harry looked expectantly at Snape who simply shrugged his shoulders and followed the headmaster down the hall.
A/N: Many thanks for all the emails and reviews I got from readers asking me to continue this story. My muse has reawakened and my writers block has been killed by an avid fan (Jaydubya thanks again for your kind words). I am however in need of a Beta. This chapter in not beta’d but I checked it and hope the mistakes are not too bad. Anyone interested in reading and correcting this story for me can contact me at lotzasugar13@yahoo.com. If you want to beta for me you have to be able to receive emails with Microsoft works documents attached. Please help. Oh, and lots of reviews and suggestions would help me write more and write faster. I hope you enjoy! (anyone who wants to know when i update can add me to their yahoo messenger and i will let you know that way untill i have the time to set up an email list.)
~Proprietor_of_Honeydukes~
Chapter 12: Backdraft
Professor Severus Snape paced quickly back and forth in the headmasters office, waiting very impatiently for the twinkling old man to return from some meddlesome thing or another. It had been two days already and he still couldn’t get into that blasted room. He was hoping to not involve the old man in this, but something had to be done.
With a puff of blue smoke Dumbledore appeared in the chair behind his desk, looking highly amused. He was humming to himself and grinning in a bemused sort of way. Spotting the obviously agitated professor he laughed out loud, startling Professor Snape to the point that he jumped into a bookshelf.
“Bloody Hell, old man! You scared me out of my whits!”
“Severus my boy, what could possibly have you so agitated?”
Snape launched immediately into the events of the past two days, pointedly ignoring the offered tea and lemon drops. During the whole hurried explanation Dumbledore sat in this desk, fingers steepled and eyes twinkling. Snape looked up and noticed the eyes and stopped mid-sentence.
“you already know all this, don’t you?”
“Severus, have you ever known anything to go on in this castle that I was not informed of?” Snape simply sat there with eyebrow raised, waiting for some explanation.
“You have had no luck in breaking the wards around their room?”
“None whatsoever, Headmaster”
“Then, I suggest we simply wait and see what develops”
“And what do you suggest we tell the other members of the golden trio? I was sorely tempted to put a silencing charm on Miss Granger earlier today when she was trying to force entry into your office.”
“We tell them that they will see Harry in a few days. Now, Severus, when the boys wake up they will have no memory of the previous nights events due to the backlash from the magic storm. The Ministry is in a full uproar, trying to detect the source of such a magical outburst. They, however, have not been able to track it due to some....umm...adjustments. I believe that no good would come of our Ministry to find out about our...special...students or what they are capable of. The book of course was never checked, no one remembers to think of things like that anymore.”
“Book, what book Headmaster? Is there more to this than the fact that Harry and Draco can both transform naturally?”
“You mean to tell me that you haven’t figured all of this out yet my dear boy? Think about this carefully now. Draco can transform into a great Lion correct? And Harry can transform into a great serpent. The only way they could do this was if they were descended from wizarding lines that were so pure and untouched by any muggle blood that they went back to the days when wizards bred with animals to transfer magical power. What two wizards would they be descended from?”
“Surely Headmaster, you don’t think that Harry Potter is the descendant of Salazr Slytherin himself?”
“Of course he is and the Malfoys as we all know are from the line of Goderic Gryffindor.”
“But that still doesn’t explain the magical...er...outburst or the tree or whatever book you are talking about.”
“As I said earlier, Severus, we will now have to wait and see what happens, you are excused for now, I must return to the Ministry before they find out the source.”
Severus heaved a great sigh and strode out through the doors and down the spiral staircase shaking his head, his mind whirling with unanswered questions. What was that meddling old fool up to this time. Whatever it was it had better not hurt his godson in any way.
________________________________________________________________________
Harry was dreaming, it was a beautiful dream. He was with his true love, his soul mate, he had found his purpose in this life. He rolled over and snuggled into the person who he would spend the rest of his life with.
Suddenly something growled and Harry was awake instantly, shattering the remains of his dream. He snapped his eyes open and found himself face to face with his room mate. Looking around the room in shock everything was so white it hurt his eyes and made him realize he had the worst headache in his life. It was almost like Voldemort had come back and tried to possess him again. The pain was the same anyway. For a Brief moment he thought he could move, then he realized his body was just extremely weak. And the fact that Malfoy was laying on his arm was not helping.
Wait! Why was Malfoy laying on his arm, and why was he naked? What the hell happened? He couldn’t remember anything before laying down to sleep after the first day of classes. What the hell was going on?
Jumping up with more than a little effort Harry fell over and scrambled away from the naked form laying in the middle of the mysteriously pristine white room. He bumped roughly into the trunk at the foot of his bed and stared wide eyed at the sight before him.
Draco’s head suddenly made contact with something hard and he was fully awake in less than a second. His eyes burst open and the sight he found was disturbing and slightly amusing at the same time. Harry Potter, the-boy-who-lived, was bare arsed naked and scrambling backwards like a fire-crab across the floor. The white floor. Where was he?
Glancing quickly around the room Draco took in his surroundings. He was still in his room, his and Potter’s room anyway, but everything had turned white. Suddenly frightened he looked down at his body, fearing he would somehow have lost all the color in his own body, just as their room had lost its own. Draco sighed with relief, he still had color. But everything was obviously not ok. His head was aching, worse that it had ever done before in his life. His body felt weak and somehow diminished. He glanced at his watch but it was not there. Nor were his clothes for that matter. He was beginning to see why Potter looked so scared. Slowly he sat up and stared Potter straight in the eyes, “What the hell happened Scar-Head?”
Raising his eyebrow Harry threw a smirk in Malfoy’s direction. “Why don’t you tell me Ferret-Face. The last thing I remember is laying down for bed last night, at least I think it was last night.”
BOOOM! The door to their room blew inward and shattered into a thousand pieces. When the dust settled both Harry and Draco were on their feet pointing their wands at the door. Dumbledore stood there smiling softly with a distraught looking professor Snape standing at his side.
“Gentlemen, if you would be so kind as to put on some clothes and meet me in my office, I believe we have some things to discuss.” With that he turned and walked away. Draco and Harry looked expectantly at Snape who simply shrugged his shoulders and followed the headmaster down the hall.
A/N: Many thanks for all the emails and reviews I got from readers asking me to continue this story. My muse has reawakened and my writers block has been killed by an avid fan (Jaydubya thanks again for your kind words). I am however in need of a Beta. This chapter in not beta’d but I checked it and hope the mistakes are not too bad. Anyone interested in reading and correcting this story for me can contact me at lotzasugar13@yahoo.com. If you want to beta for me you have to be able to receive emails with Microsoft works documents attached. Please help. Oh, and lots of reviews and suggestions would help me write more and write faster. I hope you enjoy! (anyone who wants to know when i update can add me to their yahoo messenger and i will let you know that way untill i have the time to set up an email list.)
~Proprietor_of_Honeydukes~