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Wizarding Genetics

By: bottlepop1991
folder Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 3
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Disclaimer: I do not in any way whatsoever own the Harry Potter fandom, or its characters. I also make no money from this fanfiction.
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Self Actualization -- Part 1

Chapter 2: Self Actualization -- Part 1

“Think about myself…Think about myself…I don’t think I’ve had a selfish thought since Aunt Petunia beat them out of me.”

Two weeks later, Harry’s still trying to rationalize through his illness. If he can’t connect with his magic, then he’s not being himself, because your magic chooses you. Wizards are the only ones who get to choose something about them they’ll actually like. It’s kind of neat. Well…Except that the wizard doesn’t choose the something. The something chooses the wizard. None of that’s important, though.

“The first time I was dishonest with myself was with the sorting hat, but houses can’t be that important, can they? A house is just a house.” He’s kidding, right? House rivalry at Hogwarts leaves a wake so devastating, not even the muggle World Cup can compare.

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“So what have you discovered?”

“That the assignment was rigged. I can’t fix myself by reflecting. There aren’t enough incidents in the day. Not to mention, I’ve been the way I am for years. I won’t suddenly know the difference between what’s authentic and what isn’t. I need to know which feelings to look for; which thoughts I should pay attention to and which ones I should ignore. You couldn’t have expected me to complete the assignment successfully.”

“And I didn’t. You’re right in saying that the assignment was rigged. The main purpose was to kill any arrogant thought you may have you are capable of deciding what’s real and what isn’t by yourself. This way, when I read your core, you won’t immediately storm out.”

“So how are you going to…read my core?”

“Legilimancy. It’s rather nonviolent. It just feels strange; like another soul in your body alongside your own soul. The legilimancy I’ve practiced on you is like flipping through a picture book. The memories are private to you, but I am ripping through them as if they were mere pages in a book. So it feels cold and violent. Reading your core is more invasive in that I am “seeing” you. I’m not seeing pictures; I’m seeing feelings in colors. Its effectiveness requires physical touch. Without it, your core will reject me.”

“Alright. So what? We’re holding hands?”

“Not quite, Mr. Potter.” Do get your minds out the gutter.
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Not boring you with full details of Professor Snape’s entry (no puns intended), I will only say that it was indeed quick and painless. Harry merely experienced the creepy feeling of being watched, and the warmth of Professor Snape's hands, feet, and legs touching his own.

“You have a very interesting core, Potter.”

“Wonderful.”

“You just interest the wrong people.”

“Yeah, well, my life tends to suck that way. People say fame is this fabulous thing; that I should appreciate all its benefits, but all I see are sacrifices. I’ve sacrificed my privacy, my goals…Not to mention everyone expected me to sacrifice my life. All of this sacrificing for what…Mocking grins, useless newspaper articles, and reporters who don’t seem to have the proper definition of “no” in their vocabulary banks?”

“That’s funny coming from you, Potter. If your numerous sacrifices aren’t worth it, how can you manage to smile?”

“Well I can’t exactly frown, can I? Not when Dumbledore takes me away from the Dursleys at the end of every summer and lets me play wizard here. It’s like a strange sort of exchange. I risk my life in order to have a good one. In my mind, was magical only because Voldemort fucked up. As soon as he’s gone, I’m going to lose my magic, and get shipped off to the Dursleys. Then my fear came true that day in Transfigurations...”

“So how did you expect to survive, Potter? Did you think you would live your life ignoring the fact that you hate the Wizarding World for using you, a child, as a sacrificial lamb?”

“I don’t…”

“Yes you do. I’m reading you, remember?”

“ Well what about you? You spied for the order yet you were supposed to be spying for Voldemort.”

“That is hardly something I want to discuss.”

“Hey. I discussed mine. It’s only fair.”

“I will remind you that Slytherins don’t play fair, but I suppose this secret won’t hurt. As long as it stays strictly between the two of us.”

“Agreed.” Maybe.

“The only part I regret about joining Lord Voldemort, is not reading more into his ideals. I don’t believe in pureblood supremacy, so much as I believe in wizard supremacy, and henceforth, muggle inferiority.”

“But that’s…”

“Spare me the lecture on muggleborns and mudbloods, Potter. It’s a load of tripe. There are wizards everywhere who live with vile, hateful muggles. That is how the Dark Lord came to exist. He grew up with muggles and grew to have the misguided thought that pureblood supremacy is the way to make sure his past doesn’t become some unborn wizard’s future. Unfortunately, his goals included people like MacNair and millions of muggles lying dead in the streets of England. Not quite what I wanted, so I defected. In the end, I want the same thing; ensuring the safety of every wizard.”

“I don’t know what to say.”

“You can start by saying you agree.”

“But…”

“Still reading. What’s interesting is that nearly every thought you have is a lie so deeply ingrained even Veritaserum won’t penetrate it. Fortunately for you, I have a potion that will allow your magical core full reign of your personality. It’s not going to be pleasant for you. Mostly because you’re going to discover parts of your personality you most definitely will not like. You’ll just have to grow up and learn to accept it."

Professor Snape gave Harry a look that said he doubted the Gryffindor could manage that last part, so Harry responded with his typical Gryffindor response and all but snatched the potion out his hand. He took the four drops Professor Snape limited him to, and immediately decided he doesn't feel any different.

"You won't feel it immediately. Your magic needs time to take over, so it'll happen overnight."

"Then you mean..."

"Yes, Potter. When morning comes, you will be what genetics dictated you to be."

"Can't wait."

Author Note: Please tell me if there's too much dialogue or if the dialogue gets a bit boring in places. I'm trying something with my writing, and would really like to see if its working, so comments on dialogue, grammar, and awkwardness would be greatly appreciated. ^_^

Review Responses:

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HazelWolf: XD well I don't quite know about your idea about where this is heading, but I'll be sure to keep it in mind. You've actually managed to send my mind in a completely different (good different) direction, so thank you! Hope you enjoyed the update!

worriorbookwyrm: XD Nope. As you can see, Harry isn't going to be Harry until next chapter. I'm glad you enjoyed the first chapter, and thank you for the review! Hope you enjoyed the update!

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