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A Scorpions Quest For Life and Death
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
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Adult +
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
4,138
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Chapter 2- Seth
Chapter 2- Seth
“How did you get in here?”. Harry demanded, nearly falling out of his bed trying to get up. Seth just smiled and walked towards the bed. “Don’t come any closer!”. Harry cried. “Relax Harry you know very well that no harm will come to you while in my care”. Seth said softly. Harry glared at him. “Why does that sound familiar?”. He asked sarcastically. Seth sighed. Harry turned around. “Get out of my room so I can get dressed.”. He ordered. “Of course”. Seth agreed and was gone.
Harry paused and then looked around the small room, before moving for his trunk. “If you’re still in here I’m going to kill you”. Harry muttered and he could’ve sworn he heard Seth laughing at him.
After getting dressed Seth materialized into his room again. “I thought I told you not to do that”. Harry said with an irritated look on his face. “No you didn’t, you asked me how I got into your room. I just answered your question”. Seth said smugly, which earned him a dirty look. “What were those hieroglyphics from?”. Harry asked changing the subject. Seth shrugged. “I don’t know, that is why I brought the books to you”. Harry stared at him for a moment. He was sure Seth was lying to him. Harry looked away with a small snort. Of course Seth was lying to him.
Harry got up from his seated position, taking the books with him and set them on his broken desk. Harry walked over to Dudley’s broken toys and snatched a surprisingly still intact backpack, stalked over to his desk and jammed the books in the bag. Seth winced. “Would you mind being a little more gentle with those books, it took me a long time to put those together”. Harry stared at him before shoving them in to Seth’s stomach. “Take them Seth”. Harry ordered as he scooped up the strange box and dropped it into Seth’s hand.
Seth stared at Harry blankly, wondering if Harry was joking. Nope. “I want nothing to do with you”. Harry snarled. Seth’s eyebrow shot up as he adjusted the backpack on his shoulder. “Why not?”. He asked, sounding a little whiny. “Don’t even ask me that”. Harry said, turning to Hedwig. “Why don’t you fly to Hogwarts”. He said softly. Hedwig hooted and gently nipped his fingers before flying out the window. “Beautiful Owl.” Seth commented. “I know”. Harry replied, walking towards his door. “I don’t think you should leave your room”. Seth warned. Harry looked at him weirdly before unlocking his door and walking downstairs. Seth sighed in annoyance as he walked out after Harry and closed the door behind him.
Harry noticed immediately that something was wrong as soon as he stepped off the last step. There was no one downstairs, which was weird itself, and all of the livingroom and the kitchen windows were broken, both the back door and the front door was wide open. Which he noted when he walked into the kitchen.
Harry frowned when he heard something behind him, but ignored it, thinking it was Seth. “Seth do you know what happened here?”. Harry asked before turning around when no one answered. Harry gasped. “Aunt Petunia?”.
“How did you get in here?”. Harry demanded, nearly falling out of his bed trying to get up. Seth just smiled and walked towards the bed. “Don’t come any closer!”. Harry cried. “Relax Harry you know very well that no harm will come to you while in my care”. Seth said softly. Harry glared at him. “Why does that sound familiar?”. He asked sarcastically. Seth sighed. Harry turned around. “Get out of my room so I can get dressed.”. He ordered. “Of course”. Seth agreed and was gone.
Harry paused and then looked around the small room, before moving for his trunk. “If you’re still in here I’m going to kill you”. Harry muttered and he could’ve sworn he heard Seth laughing at him.
After getting dressed Seth materialized into his room again. “I thought I told you not to do that”. Harry said with an irritated look on his face. “No you didn’t, you asked me how I got into your room. I just answered your question”. Seth said smugly, which earned him a dirty look. “What were those hieroglyphics from?”. Harry asked changing the subject. Seth shrugged. “I don’t know, that is why I brought the books to you”. Harry stared at him for a moment. He was sure Seth was lying to him. Harry looked away with a small snort. Of course Seth was lying to him.
Harry got up from his seated position, taking the books with him and set them on his broken desk. Harry walked over to Dudley’s broken toys and snatched a surprisingly still intact backpack, stalked over to his desk and jammed the books in the bag. Seth winced. “Would you mind being a little more gentle with those books, it took me a long time to put those together”. Harry stared at him before shoving them in to Seth’s stomach. “Take them Seth”. Harry ordered as he scooped up the strange box and dropped it into Seth’s hand.
Seth stared at Harry blankly, wondering if Harry was joking. Nope. “I want nothing to do with you”. Harry snarled. Seth’s eyebrow shot up as he adjusted the backpack on his shoulder. “Why not?”. He asked, sounding a little whiny. “Don’t even ask me that”. Harry said, turning to Hedwig. “Why don’t you fly to Hogwarts”. He said softly. Hedwig hooted and gently nipped his fingers before flying out the window. “Beautiful Owl.” Seth commented. “I know”. Harry replied, walking towards his door. “I don’t think you should leave your room”. Seth warned. Harry looked at him weirdly before unlocking his door and walking downstairs. Seth sighed in annoyance as he walked out after Harry and closed the door behind him.
Harry noticed immediately that something was wrong as soon as he stepped off the last step. There was no one downstairs, which was weird itself, and all of the livingroom and the kitchen windows were broken, both the back door and the front door was wide open. Which he noted when he walked into the kitchen.
Harry frowned when he heard something behind him, but ignored it, thinking it was Seth. “Seth do you know what happened here?”. Harry asked before turning around when no one answered. Harry gasped. “Aunt Petunia?”.