The Charmer
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Salazar
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
16,103
Reviews:
26
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
5
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Part 2
The Charmer
Part 2
The Hogwarts founders were sitting around the fire in silence, waiting for Harry to reply. By now evening was well upon them and the tall trees around them blocked most of the remaining daylight, making the silence even more uncomfortable in the gloom.
Like his companions Salazar awaited Harry’s decision with hope. Now that he’d had time to cool down he found himself liking Harry’s blunt style. He showed them no fear whatsoever and his confident attitude in front of four very powerful witches and wizards made Salazar shudder pleasantly in anticipation. This wizard was fascinatingly unique, someone worthy of his attentions.
“What makes you so sure I am what you are looking for; so sure in fact that you are willing to risk your students’ safety with a stranger?”
Unsurprisingly it was Helga who answered, if there was one thing she was adamant about it was their students’ well being. “We would never risk our students! If you agree to come with us you will still need to be approved by Godric’s phoenix. It would never accept someone that was untrustworthy.”
Harry’s body visible stiffened and his face was cleared of all expression at Helga’s pronouncement. Salazar saw Harry’s eyes flash with some inscrutable emotion but the bloody shadows around them keeping him from seeing anything else that might have betrayed his feelings on the matter.
“I see…” Harry almost whispered to himself.
“We know that you are just what we need. After we heard that speech concerning the werewolf, how can we not think so? You have knowledge we don’t and if you come with us we can all have the chance to learn from each other. Surely you can see how this would be mutually beneficial?” Helga continued in earnest. She, more than the others, saw what Salazar had noticed from the beginning: that this man could be the key to changing their piss poor excuse of a government to something to be proud of once again.
“Will you accept?” Rowena spoke up and then flinched slightly. This was worrisome, for it meant that she was Seeing something unexpected. Then she turned to look at Salazar with eyes so wide, he was afraid they would fall out of her head.
Salazar arched an eyebrow in question but Rowena just shook her head minutely and lifted her index finger from the chair’s armrest to inform him it was nothing important. Salazar didn’t believe it, but he knew it would be useless to try and get her to speak of it when she had already decided not to. But what ever it was, it was obvious her vision had involved him somehow.
“Exactly what would be required of me?” Harry asked once more relaxed and focusing on Godric, who had so far been uncharacteristically silent.
“You will teach obviously. We have about 30-40 students each year. Your particular subject will be a new elective so you will only be teaching third year students and up. We also cover each other’s classes if we have things to tend to outside Hogwarts, thus we would expect the same courtesy from you. The assistants can also cover for us if you can’t but we don’t like leaving the teaching to them unless we have no other option.”
Salazar smirked at Godric’s mocking tone when he said assistants. In truth the two assistants they had hired were so annoyingly in awe of them, it was pathetic. The four founders taught in their areas of interest. Helga: transfiguration and charms. Rowena: runes, history, and if any student was interested arithmancy. Salazar: potions, herbology, and advanced defense. Godric: defense, astronomy, and flying. The two assistants were there to help children whenever they fell behind in any particular subject. In truth, they were little more than glorified tutors they put up with out of necessity.
“In addition, you are also free to do independent research. The library will be at your disposal at any time and as long as we have a way of contacting you, you are free to come and go as you need whenever you are not teaching. Usually when students need help with something they go to the assistants but in your case you will also need to set some time aside for students that need supplementary lessons. From our end, you will be provided with food, clothing, and housing-”
“Clothing?”
“Yes, we all get a winter and summer wardrobe, as needed…but we have no dress-code other than being decent. Colors, style, etc, are all up to you.” Godric shrugged with a wicked look on his face. Salazar almost rolled his eyes at his antics, he was probably already thinking about their students’ reaction to Harry’s less than conventional garb.
“Ah…” Harry said with an unnerving gleam in his eye. For once, Godric actually took notice of it and cleared his throat uncomfortably.
“Mr.-” Rowena started to speak, but then stopped, all of them realizing they didn’t know the Charmer’s full name.
“Just call me Harry; I gave up my family name a long time ago. But you may call me Mediator if you’re not comfortable with my name.”
“Yes, fine,” Godric said impatiently. “Do you accept the position or not?”
Harry was silent for a minute before answering. “Yes.”
Salazar felt himself smiling widely and didn’t even bother trying to stifle it.
“However…I cannot leave any time soon. I have to take care of a few things here first. Instead, I will drop in at Hogwarts around the end of August.”
Salazar noticed Godric’s unhappy expression and spoke up before the Gryffindor said anything rash. “It would be best if you were to arrive as early as possible, if not at this moment. You will need more than a few days to prepare your lessons. Not to mention that it would help if you familiarize yourself with the students that stayed for the summer. It would be a good way to set up your introduction to the student body at the beginning of the term.”
From then on the five of them discussed the arrangement in further detail along with the occasional generality. Salazar, however, didn’t miss the fact that Harry never shared anything about his background or experiences. In fact, he was quite adept at talking a lot without really saying much of anything.
Once they had all settled in for the night (Harry kindly letting them camp within the security of his wards), Salazar was certain of one thing at least: he was really going to enjoy the chase and who knows…perhaps a relationship was not an impossibility for him after all.
HPSSHPSSHPSSHPSSHPSSHP
Almost two weeks before September Salazar was at breakfast with his three colleagues and the two students that had stayed for the summer break (Brutus Malfoy and Alric Prince), when he noticed a peregrine falcon flying through the open window and making its way toward their table, carrying what looked like a piece of parchment in its beak.
A second later the insolent bird had flown over Salazar’s head, without even bothering to stop but had simply dropped the missive on his head before flying out the great hall without a backward glance. Salazar ignored at his colleagues’ amusement and ignored the students completely as he opened the note, for it was too short to even call it a letter.
It was a scrap of rolled up parchment with one sentence on it: *I’ll be arriving at the back entrance facing the forest at midday, Harry.*
He should have known.
“Harry will be here tomorrow at noon. According to his note he will be arriving at the rear entrance.” Salazar announced, careful to hide his glee behind a composed expression of indifference.
“Harry?” Alric inquired in curiosity.
“Your new professor- if Fawkes approves of him.” Godric informed him with a frown, apparently he still hadn’t accepted the fact that Harry could make him nervous with his mere presence. It had taken all three of them quite a while to get him to admit that much, for they had all wondered at Godric’s unusually silent manner around Harry.
“You two will be there to welcome him, of course…” It was a command and the two students where quick to nod solemnly at Salazar, not wishing to risk his displeasure even for a moment.
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AN: Please rate/review if you can!
Sorry for the super-short chapter but I’ve had this sitting around in my notebook for almost a month and since I don’t know when I’ll be able to finish up the final part of this story, so I just wanted to share what little I have for now.
A millions thanks to everyone that reviewed and for your patience! As always, comments and suggestions are welcome. =)
Part 2
The Hogwarts founders were sitting around the fire in silence, waiting for Harry to reply. By now evening was well upon them and the tall trees around them blocked most of the remaining daylight, making the silence even more uncomfortable in the gloom.
Like his companions Salazar awaited Harry’s decision with hope. Now that he’d had time to cool down he found himself liking Harry’s blunt style. He showed them no fear whatsoever and his confident attitude in front of four very powerful witches and wizards made Salazar shudder pleasantly in anticipation. This wizard was fascinatingly unique, someone worthy of his attentions.
“What makes you so sure I am what you are looking for; so sure in fact that you are willing to risk your students’ safety with a stranger?”
Unsurprisingly it was Helga who answered, if there was one thing she was adamant about it was their students’ well being. “We would never risk our students! If you agree to come with us you will still need to be approved by Godric’s phoenix. It would never accept someone that was untrustworthy.”
Harry’s body visible stiffened and his face was cleared of all expression at Helga’s pronouncement. Salazar saw Harry’s eyes flash with some inscrutable emotion but the bloody shadows around them keeping him from seeing anything else that might have betrayed his feelings on the matter.
“I see…” Harry almost whispered to himself.
“We know that you are just what we need. After we heard that speech concerning the werewolf, how can we not think so? You have knowledge we don’t and if you come with us we can all have the chance to learn from each other. Surely you can see how this would be mutually beneficial?” Helga continued in earnest. She, more than the others, saw what Salazar had noticed from the beginning: that this man could be the key to changing their piss poor excuse of a government to something to be proud of once again.
“Will you accept?” Rowena spoke up and then flinched slightly. This was worrisome, for it meant that she was Seeing something unexpected. Then she turned to look at Salazar with eyes so wide, he was afraid they would fall out of her head.
Salazar arched an eyebrow in question but Rowena just shook her head minutely and lifted her index finger from the chair’s armrest to inform him it was nothing important. Salazar didn’t believe it, but he knew it would be useless to try and get her to speak of it when she had already decided not to. But what ever it was, it was obvious her vision had involved him somehow.
“Exactly what would be required of me?” Harry asked once more relaxed and focusing on Godric, who had so far been uncharacteristically silent.
“You will teach obviously. We have about 30-40 students each year. Your particular subject will be a new elective so you will only be teaching third year students and up. We also cover each other’s classes if we have things to tend to outside Hogwarts, thus we would expect the same courtesy from you. The assistants can also cover for us if you can’t but we don’t like leaving the teaching to them unless we have no other option.”
Salazar smirked at Godric’s mocking tone when he said assistants. In truth the two assistants they had hired were so annoyingly in awe of them, it was pathetic. The four founders taught in their areas of interest. Helga: transfiguration and charms. Rowena: runes, history, and if any student was interested arithmancy. Salazar: potions, herbology, and advanced defense. Godric: defense, astronomy, and flying. The two assistants were there to help children whenever they fell behind in any particular subject. In truth, they were little more than glorified tutors they put up with out of necessity.
“In addition, you are also free to do independent research. The library will be at your disposal at any time and as long as we have a way of contacting you, you are free to come and go as you need whenever you are not teaching. Usually when students need help with something they go to the assistants but in your case you will also need to set some time aside for students that need supplementary lessons. From our end, you will be provided with food, clothing, and housing-”
“Clothing?”
“Yes, we all get a winter and summer wardrobe, as needed…but we have no dress-code other than being decent. Colors, style, etc, are all up to you.” Godric shrugged with a wicked look on his face. Salazar almost rolled his eyes at his antics, he was probably already thinking about their students’ reaction to Harry’s less than conventional garb.
“Ah…” Harry said with an unnerving gleam in his eye. For once, Godric actually took notice of it and cleared his throat uncomfortably.
“Mr.-” Rowena started to speak, but then stopped, all of them realizing they didn’t know the Charmer’s full name.
“Just call me Harry; I gave up my family name a long time ago. But you may call me Mediator if you’re not comfortable with my name.”
“Yes, fine,” Godric said impatiently. “Do you accept the position or not?”
Harry was silent for a minute before answering. “Yes.”
Salazar felt himself smiling widely and didn’t even bother trying to stifle it.
“However…I cannot leave any time soon. I have to take care of a few things here first. Instead, I will drop in at Hogwarts around the end of August.”
Salazar noticed Godric’s unhappy expression and spoke up before the Gryffindor said anything rash. “It would be best if you were to arrive as early as possible, if not at this moment. You will need more than a few days to prepare your lessons. Not to mention that it would help if you familiarize yourself with the students that stayed for the summer. It would be a good way to set up your introduction to the student body at the beginning of the term.”
From then on the five of them discussed the arrangement in further detail along with the occasional generality. Salazar, however, didn’t miss the fact that Harry never shared anything about his background or experiences. In fact, he was quite adept at talking a lot without really saying much of anything.
Once they had all settled in for the night (Harry kindly letting them camp within the security of his wards), Salazar was certain of one thing at least: he was really going to enjoy the chase and who knows…perhaps a relationship was not an impossibility for him after all.
HPSSHPSSHPSSHPSSHPSSHP
Almost two weeks before September Salazar was at breakfast with his three colleagues and the two students that had stayed for the summer break (Brutus Malfoy and Alric Prince), when he noticed a peregrine falcon flying through the open window and making its way toward their table, carrying what looked like a piece of parchment in its beak.
A second later the insolent bird had flown over Salazar’s head, without even bothering to stop but had simply dropped the missive on his head before flying out the great hall without a backward glance. Salazar ignored at his colleagues’ amusement and ignored the students completely as he opened the note, for it was too short to even call it a letter.
It was a scrap of rolled up parchment with one sentence on it: *I’ll be arriving at the back entrance facing the forest at midday, Harry.*
He should have known.
“Harry will be here tomorrow at noon. According to his note he will be arriving at the rear entrance.” Salazar announced, careful to hide his glee behind a composed expression of indifference.
“Harry?” Alric inquired in curiosity.
“Your new professor- if Fawkes approves of him.” Godric informed him with a frown, apparently he still hadn’t accepted the fact that Harry could make him nervous with his mere presence. It had taken all three of them quite a while to get him to admit that much, for they had all wondered at Godric’s unusually silent manner around Harry.
“You two will be there to welcome him, of course…” It was a command and the two students where quick to nod solemnly at Salazar, not wishing to risk his displeasure even for a moment.
_________________________________________________________________________________________
AN: Please rate/review if you can!
Sorry for the super-short chapter but I’ve had this sitting around in my notebook for almost a month and since I don’t know when I’ll be able to finish up the final part of this story, so I just wanted to share what little I have for now.
A millions thanks to everyone that reviewed and for your patience! As always, comments and suggestions are welcome. =)