Sixth Year
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
14,386
Reviews:
28
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0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Confrontations
Same notes as Chapter 1. so blah blah..
Chapter 2. Confrontations.
That evening the ‘golden trio’ sat by the fire in the Gryffindor common room.
“RONALD! You gossip more than a woman!” Hermione shrieked.
“Whatever Mione, Your just jealous cus I’m in the know and you’re not.”
Hermione rolled her eyes then giggled.
“Hey Harry, any hotties you wanna take out? I know Cho is taken this year, but um, there are some real cute 1st years.” Ron grinned.
Hermione grunted.
“Aww mione don’t be jealous, you know you’re the only one for me.” Ron said, then blushed as he realized what he said.
This time Harry laughed. “Oops, did you just confess something Ron?”
“Shut up Harry!”
“Well,” Hermione said seriously. “Is there anyone Harry?”
Harry smiled, “Not really, I mean I got a couple crushes…”
Ron howled.
“…but nothing like a head-over-heels thing, but there is something I want to tell you guys.”
Ron and Hermione looked at Harry smiling and expectedly.
“Well…I’m gay.”
Ron’s mouth dropped. Hermione gasped.
“…..”
“Um. Oh. Well, are you sure?” Hermione asked.
“Yes I’m sure.” Harry said getting angry.
“WHY!?” Ron blurted causing a small first year, who had also been in the common room, to run out.
“What? What do you mean why? Because I like men, that’s why, and I’d appreciate it if you didn’t cause a scene or tell the whole school Ron.” Harry growled.
“Yeah, like, I really want the whole school that my ex- best mate is gay.” Ron spat.
Hermione fidgeted.
“EX?” Harry screamed.
“Yeah. I….I don’t’ want to be know as the best mate of a queer.” Ron said calmly turning away.
“I see. And you Mione?” Harry said turning from his ex-best mate and looking at Hermione.
“I…I don’t believe in it Harry….”
“Fine.”
“But Harry.” Hermione tried to explain.
“No. Just shut up Hermione. You don’t like it, fine. I don’t need you, I don’t need anyone.” Harry firmly said and walked out of Gryffindor tower.
Out in the hall Harry stomped his feet, and pouted, “I can’t believe them. I give them. I make HIM, my first best mate. I take his hand over Malfoy’s. I choose Gryffindor over Slytherin for him. NOT THAT I’D EVER WANT HIM THAT WAY.” Harry said at a portrait that was staring at him oddly. “But he was my best mate.”
Turning the corner, Harry became louder, “And HER! THAT BITCH! ‘I don’t believe in it Harry’… Well she can go bugger Voldemort for all I care….”
“Mr. Potter,” A familiar voice drawled, “20 points from Gryffindor for language. Another 20 for using the Dark Lord’s name in school, another 20 for causing a ruckus in the late evening, and 15 for being out past curfew.”
Harry glared at Snape who was sneering at him, then spat, “Fuck you Snape, I’m not in the mood.”
Snape, somewhat baffled at the response, responded, “5O POINTS FOR DISRESPECTING YOUR TEACHER. NOW GO TO BED POTTER.”
“Why?” Harry said defiantly.
“What did you say?” Snape really couldn’t believe his ears.
“Why do I have to go?”
“Because Potter, it’s past curfew and because I told you so.”
“I don’t want to.” Harry said flatly
“I don’t care. 20 points for insolence Potter. Now Go.”
“But…please?” Harry said in a quiet pleading voice.
Snape quirked his eyebrow in question.
“Don’t make me go back to Gryffindor tower.”
“Why don’…”
“I…Just…Can’t I go somewhere else? I’ll go somewhere, I mean, I won’t roam the halls if that’s why you’re really telling me to go to bed, like to get me out of the way, but can’t I be put away somewhere else. Um. What about the room of requirements, or um even um maybe the slytherin commo…”
“Potter they’d kill you.”
Harry’s eyes began to water, “I don’t want to go back Professor.”
Severus sighed, damn it, I don’t want to play teacher. “Why, what happened Potter? Did you get in a little fight with your little friends? I’m sure it’s all better now.”
Harry laughed, and tried to fight back his tears, “Yeah right. I think Malfoy, Draco or Lucius, would kiss my feet and call me king before Ron will take me back as his friend. Or I will forgive Hermione for what she said.” The words ‘I don’t believe in it, Harry’ kept running through his mind.
“Miss. Granger?” Severus inquired, “What could she have said that is so unforgivable, is she the Bitch, in question.”
Harry smirked and looked up at his Professor, “Yeah.” He swallowed, Well, it’s not like Snape was ever my friend, and the worst he can do is tell Voldemort my secret, or the Daily Prophet. “Well, She said she didn’t believe in it,” Harry sighed, there if he wants more, he’ll have to ask.
“Believe in what, Potter?”
Damn, well you asked, Snape. “I confessed to them, Ron and Mione that I…I was.” Harry looked at his feet, “That I am…” gulp “I like boys. I’m gay.”
“I see.”
Looking up at Snape’s cold, emotionless face Harry decided he had better stop losing Gryffindor points, “I…I guess I better head back to Gryffindor now.”
“I thought you didn’t want to go?”
“But you’re making me.”
Snape shrugged.
Harry looked into Snape’s eyes. So sexy. Damn it. Don’t think that. He’s a great Legilimens……Oh and a git too.
“Tell you what.” Snape said, interrupting Harry’s thoughts, “You can come with me, to the dungeons and help me clean up some cauldrons, and once it gets late enough you can sneak into Gryffindor tower, your friends should be sleeping and you won’t have to confront them. Sound good?”
“Sounds like detention.” Harry mumbled loudly.
Severus smirked then turned on his heals and walked towards the dungeons without another word. Harry quickly followed.
Chapter 2. Confrontations.
That evening the ‘golden trio’ sat by the fire in the Gryffindor common room.
“RONALD! You gossip more than a woman!” Hermione shrieked.
“Whatever Mione, Your just jealous cus I’m in the know and you’re not.”
Hermione rolled her eyes then giggled.
“Hey Harry, any hotties you wanna take out? I know Cho is taken this year, but um, there are some real cute 1st years.” Ron grinned.
Hermione grunted.
“Aww mione don’t be jealous, you know you’re the only one for me.” Ron said, then blushed as he realized what he said.
This time Harry laughed. “Oops, did you just confess something Ron?”
“Shut up Harry!”
“Well,” Hermione said seriously. “Is there anyone Harry?”
Harry smiled, “Not really, I mean I got a couple crushes…”
Ron howled.
“…but nothing like a head-over-heels thing, but there is something I want to tell you guys.”
Ron and Hermione looked at Harry smiling and expectedly.
“Well…I’m gay.”
Ron’s mouth dropped. Hermione gasped.
“…..”
“Um. Oh. Well, are you sure?” Hermione asked.
“Yes I’m sure.” Harry said getting angry.
“WHY!?” Ron blurted causing a small first year, who had also been in the common room, to run out.
“What? What do you mean why? Because I like men, that’s why, and I’d appreciate it if you didn’t cause a scene or tell the whole school Ron.” Harry growled.
“Yeah, like, I really want the whole school that my ex- best mate is gay.” Ron spat.
Hermione fidgeted.
“EX?” Harry screamed.
“Yeah. I….I don’t’ want to be know as the best mate of a queer.” Ron said calmly turning away.
“I see. And you Mione?” Harry said turning from his ex-best mate and looking at Hermione.
“I…I don’t believe in it Harry….”
“Fine.”
“But Harry.” Hermione tried to explain.
“No. Just shut up Hermione. You don’t like it, fine. I don’t need you, I don’t need anyone.” Harry firmly said and walked out of Gryffindor tower.
Out in the hall Harry stomped his feet, and pouted, “I can’t believe them. I give them. I make HIM, my first best mate. I take his hand over Malfoy’s. I choose Gryffindor over Slytherin for him. NOT THAT I’D EVER WANT HIM THAT WAY.” Harry said at a portrait that was staring at him oddly. “But he was my best mate.”
Turning the corner, Harry became louder, “And HER! THAT BITCH! ‘I don’t believe in it Harry’… Well she can go bugger Voldemort for all I care….”
“Mr. Potter,” A familiar voice drawled, “20 points from Gryffindor for language. Another 20 for using the Dark Lord’s name in school, another 20 for causing a ruckus in the late evening, and 15 for being out past curfew.”
Harry glared at Snape who was sneering at him, then spat, “Fuck you Snape, I’m not in the mood.”
Snape, somewhat baffled at the response, responded, “5O POINTS FOR DISRESPECTING YOUR TEACHER. NOW GO TO BED POTTER.”
“Why?” Harry said defiantly.
“What did you say?” Snape really couldn’t believe his ears.
“Why do I have to go?”
“Because Potter, it’s past curfew and because I told you so.”
“I don’t want to.” Harry said flatly
“I don’t care. 20 points for insolence Potter. Now Go.”
“But…please?” Harry said in a quiet pleading voice.
Snape quirked his eyebrow in question.
“Don’t make me go back to Gryffindor tower.”
“Why don’…”
“I…Just…Can’t I go somewhere else? I’ll go somewhere, I mean, I won’t roam the halls if that’s why you’re really telling me to go to bed, like to get me out of the way, but can’t I be put away somewhere else. Um. What about the room of requirements, or um even um maybe the slytherin commo…”
“Potter they’d kill you.”
Harry’s eyes began to water, “I don’t want to go back Professor.”
Severus sighed, damn it, I don’t want to play teacher. “Why, what happened Potter? Did you get in a little fight with your little friends? I’m sure it’s all better now.”
Harry laughed, and tried to fight back his tears, “Yeah right. I think Malfoy, Draco or Lucius, would kiss my feet and call me king before Ron will take me back as his friend. Or I will forgive Hermione for what she said.” The words ‘I don’t believe in it, Harry’ kept running through his mind.
“Miss. Granger?” Severus inquired, “What could she have said that is so unforgivable, is she the Bitch, in question.”
Harry smirked and looked up at his Professor, “Yeah.” He swallowed, Well, it’s not like Snape was ever my friend, and the worst he can do is tell Voldemort my secret, or the Daily Prophet. “Well, She said she didn’t believe in it,” Harry sighed, there if he wants more, he’ll have to ask.
“Believe in what, Potter?”
Damn, well you asked, Snape. “I confessed to them, Ron and Mione that I…I was.” Harry looked at his feet, “That I am…” gulp “I like boys. I’m gay.”
“I see.”
Looking up at Snape’s cold, emotionless face Harry decided he had better stop losing Gryffindor points, “I…I guess I better head back to Gryffindor now.”
“I thought you didn’t want to go?”
“But you’re making me.”
Snape shrugged.
Harry looked into Snape’s eyes. So sexy. Damn it. Don’t think that. He’s a great Legilimens……Oh and a git too.
“Tell you what.” Snape said, interrupting Harry’s thoughts, “You can come with me, to the dungeons and help me clean up some cauldrons, and once it gets late enough you can sneak into Gryffindor tower, your friends should be sleeping and you won’t have to confront them. Sound good?”
“Sounds like detention.” Harry mumbled loudly.
Severus smirked then turned on his heals and walked towards the dungeons without another word. Harry quickly followed.