Against His Nature
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
52
Views:
85,378
Reviews:
600
Recommended:
2
Currently Reading:
4
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Blind Faith
CHAPTER 15
“Harry calm down.” Albus pushed his nightcap back on his head as he leaned over and handed Harry the cup of steaming lemon tea. The boy’s hands shook violently threatening to spill most of the liquid down into his lap. Harry was white as a sheet, his skin clammy with nervous perspiration and his eyes fearfully darting about the room. Albus sighed as he watched Harry struggle to sip from his cup.
“How can you be so calm when they’re out there, he’s teaching here!” Harry’s voice trembled barely containing the panic that threatened to spill forth. Albus shook his head as he bit into a shortbread the crumbs falling into his beard and onto the front of his purple sleep robe.
“I hardly recognize this fear in you Harry, I believe not even Voldemort can inspire such a reaction.” The headmaster deliberately avoided addressing Harry’s outburst, until the boy was a little calmer there was no point in trying to discuss the issue.
“Voldemort I can predict, I know what he’s capable of. This, though. This is different. He’s hunting me, he smelt me for godsake!” Harry snapped his voice cracking in slight hysteria. Albus nodded silently as he watched Harry finally take a gulp of his tea. By the time the headmaster had counted to three Harry’s pupils had narrowed and the boy seemed to have calmed down a little. “Who’s Octavia?” Harry whispered his voice evening out into its usual calm tone.
“Octavia is Professor Snape’s childhood mentor.” Albus smiled mildly pleased to see some sanity having returned to Harry’s behavior. Harry’s brow creased a little in confusion as he watched Albus pour another cup of lemon tea. “Fledgling’s or immature Vampire’s are assigned an elder mentor who teaches them life skills so they can adjust to being a Vampire.” Harry nodded in silence quietly processing this new information now that he wasn’t over reacting to the whole situation.
“So you knew about Snape.” Harry queried cautiously intent on getting his facts straight. There had always been rumors floating about the castle about Snape’s nightly wanderings and fetish for black but everyone had assumed they were just malicious jokes about the hated potion’s professor.
“I have known since he was first enrolled as a student here. Children no matter what heritage deserve an education Harry, despite what the Ministry would have you believe.” With a sigh Harry nodded in agreement. Harry knew first hand how hypocritical the Ministry of Magic were when it came to distinguishing good and bad in the wizarding world.
“Then why hasn’t this…” Harry paused and waved his right hand awkwardly in front of him as he searched for an appropriate word. “…situation not arisen earlier if he’s always been one of them.” Harry waited patiently while the headmaster considered the question. At length Albus replied.
“Since the age of 16 Professor Snape has been consuming an inhibiting potion, that suppresses a Vampire’s nature. It essentially freezes the undesirable aspects of a Vampire’s instincts while still allowing them to live a relatively normal life undetected in wizarding society.” Albus paused and stared at Harry sternly over the tops of his half moon glasses. “That was until the Ministry re-enstated the pureblood ancestry heir laws.” Harry deliberately looked away from the headmaster his jaw automatically clenching in anger as he remembered the fight he’d just had with Ginny not a few hours earlier. There would be little doubting that Remus had come to Dumbledore after telling Harry about the laws, and judging from the headmaster’s expression the man knew Harry was angry. “You must forgive me Harry for interfering but I thought it was in your best interest not to have to worry about it. You are the last of the Potter line and as sad as the truth is, you may not live long enough to have children of your own to continue your bloodline. The Ministry’s laws require of you to produce an heir, without a prior arranged relationship you would have been inundated with requests to be farmed out to various families.”
“The one part of my life that could have been normal and they’ve taken that away from me too.” Harry muttered coldly only just managing to glance back at the headmaster, his anger about the manipulation still too raw to address full on. “So what has that got to do with Snape, if he’s Vampire he’s not pureblood.” Harry changed the subject quickly, the bitter tone of his voice not going unnoticed by Albus who made a note of it but didn’t choose to question it.
“Indeed Snape is not a pureblood but the Snape family is still recognized as being so by the Ministry. As you probably remember from your defense classes after the shadow wars the remaining Vampire families went underground only to reinvent themselves as pureblood wizarding families once the inhibiting potion had begun to circulate. Snape’s entire family history was re-written so that it appeared they were of pureblood heritage. Without the magical means of detecting a Vampire who’s under the influence of the potion, the Ministry was clueless. Thus Snape is bound by the same laws as all the other wizards and witches of pureblood families.” Albus trailed off as he watched Harry chew over the information processing it carefully before replying.
“Then if it’s just for show why didn’t he just do anyone for the sake of an heir, why the whole, fang thing…” Harry watched as the headmaster tutted and shook his head chasting the boy’s insensitivity.
“Would you yourself agree to just choose anyone to sire your children Mr Potter?” Harry realizing his mistake shook his head quietly in agreement. “Then you realize why Professor Snape is choosing to find a mate suitable for himself in the traditional way. Do not be judgmental on Professor Snape’s behavior Harry, when you yourself despise the way in which you are being forced to pick a prospective mother to your heir so young.” Harry sighed heavily and lowered his gaze guiltily to where he was twisting his hands in his lap.
“So can he suck and chew on anyone?” Harry whispered cautiously glancing up at Albus who laughed deeply and stood up from his chair.
“I have faith in Professor Snape’s self control Mr Potter, he may be a Vampire but he does not prey on defenseless children.” Harry got up from the armchair as well and yawned loudly, unaware of just how tired he was. “I think we have discussed this for long enough tonight Harry, you should return to your dorm knowing you are in no danger of being eaten while you sleep.” Albus walked Harry to the door of his office and opened it so that the boy could walk through and into the corridor. “I would ask of you to respect Professor Snape’s privacy in this matter Harry, Vampire’s are classified dark creatures in the eyes of the Ministry and should they find out about Professor Snape we risk re-igniting an old war.” Harry nodded in agreement again and after the whisper of a fond goodnight Harry toddled off back down the revolving staircase to head for his dorms. Despite how rotten the night had started out being, Harry was suitably satisfied that he had at least some sensible answers to his questions, but most importantly he had an apology from Dumbledore over the debacle with Ginny.
TBC>>>>>>
“Harry calm down.” Albus pushed his nightcap back on his head as he leaned over and handed Harry the cup of steaming lemon tea. The boy’s hands shook violently threatening to spill most of the liquid down into his lap. Harry was white as a sheet, his skin clammy with nervous perspiration and his eyes fearfully darting about the room. Albus sighed as he watched Harry struggle to sip from his cup.
“How can you be so calm when they’re out there, he’s teaching here!” Harry’s voice trembled barely containing the panic that threatened to spill forth. Albus shook his head as he bit into a shortbread the crumbs falling into his beard and onto the front of his purple sleep robe.
“I hardly recognize this fear in you Harry, I believe not even Voldemort can inspire such a reaction.” The headmaster deliberately avoided addressing Harry’s outburst, until the boy was a little calmer there was no point in trying to discuss the issue.
“Voldemort I can predict, I know what he’s capable of. This, though. This is different. He’s hunting me, he smelt me for godsake!” Harry snapped his voice cracking in slight hysteria. Albus nodded silently as he watched Harry finally take a gulp of his tea. By the time the headmaster had counted to three Harry’s pupils had narrowed and the boy seemed to have calmed down a little. “Who’s Octavia?” Harry whispered his voice evening out into its usual calm tone.
“Octavia is Professor Snape’s childhood mentor.” Albus smiled mildly pleased to see some sanity having returned to Harry’s behavior. Harry’s brow creased a little in confusion as he watched Albus pour another cup of lemon tea. “Fledgling’s or immature Vampire’s are assigned an elder mentor who teaches them life skills so they can adjust to being a Vampire.” Harry nodded in silence quietly processing this new information now that he wasn’t over reacting to the whole situation.
“So you knew about Snape.” Harry queried cautiously intent on getting his facts straight. There had always been rumors floating about the castle about Snape’s nightly wanderings and fetish for black but everyone had assumed they were just malicious jokes about the hated potion’s professor.
“I have known since he was first enrolled as a student here. Children no matter what heritage deserve an education Harry, despite what the Ministry would have you believe.” With a sigh Harry nodded in agreement. Harry knew first hand how hypocritical the Ministry of Magic were when it came to distinguishing good and bad in the wizarding world.
“Then why hasn’t this…” Harry paused and waved his right hand awkwardly in front of him as he searched for an appropriate word. “…situation not arisen earlier if he’s always been one of them.” Harry waited patiently while the headmaster considered the question. At length Albus replied.
“Since the age of 16 Professor Snape has been consuming an inhibiting potion, that suppresses a Vampire’s nature. It essentially freezes the undesirable aspects of a Vampire’s instincts while still allowing them to live a relatively normal life undetected in wizarding society.” Albus paused and stared at Harry sternly over the tops of his half moon glasses. “That was until the Ministry re-enstated the pureblood ancestry heir laws.” Harry deliberately looked away from the headmaster his jaw automatically clenching in anger as he remembered the fight he’d just had with Ginny not a few hours earlier. There would be little doubting that Remus had come to Dumbledore after telling Harry about the laws, and judging from the headmaster’s expression the man knew Harry was angry. “You must forgive me Harry for interfering but I thought it was in your best interest not to have to worry about it. You are the last of the Potter line and as sad as the truth is, you may not live long enough to have children of your own to continue your bloodline. The Ministry’s laws require of you to produce an heir, without a prior arranged relationship you would have been inundated with requests to be farmed out to various families.”
“The one part of my life that could have been normal and they’ve taken that away from me too.” Harry muttered coldly only just managing to glance back at the headmaster, his anger about the manipulation still too raw to address full on. “So what has that got to do with Snape, if he’s Vampire he’s not pureblood.” Harry changed the subject quickly, the bitter tone of his voice not going unnoticed by Albus who made a note of it but didn’t choose to question it.
“Indeed Snape is not a pureblood but the Snape family is still recognized as being so by the Ministry. As you probably remember from your defense classes after the shadow wars the remaining Vampire families went underground only to reinvent themselves as pureblood wizarding families once the inhibiting potion had begun to circulate. Snape’s entire family history was re-written so that it appeared they were of pureblood heritage. Without the magical means of detecting a Vampire who’s under the influence of the potion, the Ministry was clueless. Thus Snape is bound by the same laws as all the other wizards and witches of pureblood families.” Albus trailed off as he watched Harry chew over the information processing it carefully before replying.
“Then if it’s just for show why didn’t he just do anyone for the sake of an heir, why the whole, fang thing…” Harry watched as the headmaster tutted and shook his head chasting the boy’s insensitivity.
“Would you yourself agree to just choose anyone to sire your children Mr Potter?” Harry realizing his mistake shook his head quietly in agreement. “Then you realize why Professor Snape is choosing to find a mate suitable for himself in the traditional way. Do not be judgmental on Professor Snape’s behavior Harry, when you yourself despise the way in which you are being forced to pick a prospective mother to your heir so young.” Harry sighed heavily and lowered his gaze guiltily to where he was twisting his hands in his lap.
“So can he suck and chew on anyone?” Harry whispered cautiously glancing up at Albus who laughed deeply and stood up from his chair.
“I have faith in Professor Snape’s self control Mr Potter, he may be a Vampire but he does not prey on defenseless children.” Harry got up from the armchair as well and yawned loudly, unaware of just how tired he was. “I think we have discussed this for long enough tonight Harry, you should return to your dorm knowing you are in no danger of being eaten while you sleep.” Albus walked Harry to the door of his office and opened it so that the boy could walk through and into the corridor. “I would ask of you to respect Professor Snape’s privacy in this matter Harry, Vampire’s are classified dark creatures in the eyes of the Ministry and should they find out about Professor Snape we risk re-igniting an old war.” Harry nodded in agreement again and after the whisper of a fond goodnight Harry toddled off back down the revolving staircase to head for his dorms. Despite how rotten the night had started out being, Harry was suitably satisfied that he had at least some sensible answers to his questions, but most importantly he had an apology from Dumbledore over the debacle with Ginny.
TBC>>>>>>