The Rebellion

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Chapter 22: You\'re a Purdey.



Harry and Draco had been hard at training that day. They had taken a break, and went into the main sitting room to watch Harry\'s new telly for a while. As Harry started the movie, Draco looked at him with questioning eyes.



"Harry, I have a question for you that has been eating at me since the Wizengamot meeting". Draco asked as he eyed Harry from where he sat.



"Yea, what’s up my dragon"? Harry asked as he sat himself down beside his husband.



"Why did you let Scrimgeour get by with not calling you by your proper title, even though you corrected the pampas arse"? Draco enquired.



"That’s easy love, I didn’t wish to fight with him before the other members. I knew very well what the bastard was doing, trying to get me to show my temper before the Wizengamot. I wasn’t going to fall for that. I know he should have addressed me as ‘Sir Harry’, but by him calling me ‘Sir Potter’ made him look the fool before them, not I, and I won the upper hand". Harry explained as he looked at his husband trying to figure what he was complaining about.



"Well, I think the bastard should show you the respect you deserve before every witch and wizard in our world. The next time he does it, I will chastise him myself. Now, pass the popcorn, and get snuggled in beside me". Draco said with a grin, and Harry complied easily.



About half way through the program, Harry became bored, and went to the window to look out at the rear lawn towards the forest. He looked around for a good bit, but froze when he thought he saw something move by the perimeter wall around the lodge. In the far left corner, the stones of the wall had fell leaving a gap all the way to the ground. Harry noticed something black moving just behind it with part of it sticking out in the opening. Harry watched, as every now and then, what ever it was would move slightly. Harry strolled away from the window, went to one of the large gun cabinets beside the fireplace, and retrieved a pair of binoculars. He walked back to the window to get a closer look at whatever was hiding. After he brought the binoculars to his eyes, he studied the thing, and found out it was someone’s bum protruding out, covered in black trousers. \'Snape\', Harry thought, and then got an evil smirk on his face.



"Draco, come here and look at this". Harry said, as he continued to watch the movement of the skinny rump sticking out from behind the wall.



Draco walked to the window and looked where Harry was pointing. "Is that someone’s arse sticking out"?



"Yup, I think it is my dragon. I think we have ourselves a trespasser, and I intend on running them off". Harry commented as he turned to look back at the gun cabinet. He raised his hand and said, "Accio Purdey double". With that said, a twelve gauge, James Purdey & Sons, double-barrel shotgun sailed through the air into his hand. He then summoned a box of number seven and one half shot shells and proceeded to load both barrels. With the smirk still on his face, he slipped back to the window and opened it wider.



"Wait Harry, you can\'t kill them! We don\'t even know who that is"! Draco exclaimed.



"I\'m not going to kill them Draco. How far do you think that is out there to where their arse is"? Harry asked as he raised the gun to take aim.



"I would say about fifty yards, and are you sure that wont kill them"? Draco asked as he looked over Harry\'s shoulder.



"Naw, these shells are a fine shot used for bird hunting. It will only damage their pride is about all. Now watch, we\'ll have some fun here". Harry said at just above a whisper as he pulled back on the right barrel’s trigger.



BOOM!



"GOD DAMMIT"! Severus Snape shouted, as he leapt up from his hiding place and ran into the timber, heading up the low sloping hill. Once he made it to where he was under a huge oak tree, he stopped to assess the damage. Snape patted his arse with his right hand and drew it up to look for any blood, and sure enough there was some. "FUCK, filthy muggle hunters"!



Harry quickly cast a charm to alter his voice, then another to throw it. He then yelled out the window as loud as he could, knowing Snape couldn\'t see him. "Get outta here ya bloody pervert! Tryin\' to spy on me daughter are ye, well I\'ll teach ye"! Harry then took aim for a large growth of mistletoe hanging about ten foot above Snapes head.



BOOM!



"FUCK THIS"! Snape shouted, turned on his heel, and disapparated.



Harry brought the gun down from his shoulder and leaned it against the wall. He looked back at Draco who was white as a sheet. "You OK Draco"?



"Eh.... Was that really Severus"? Draco asked shakily.



"Yup, I\'d know those black trousers he wears anywhere. Their style must have went out over twenty years ago. I bet we wont see him about here for a long while. He probably thought it was one of the nearby farmers out patrolling their property, as he couldn\'t see us".



Draco swallowed hard and calmed himself. "Harry, why did you call that muggle gun pretty"?



"Um, I didn\'t Draco, I called it a Purdey. James Purdey & Sons is the maker of the gun, and they make only the best. Now you are pretty, and you are the best, so I might just nickname you Purdey". Harry said with a grin.



At Harry\'s words, Draco couldn\'t help but blush. "You think Severus is all right? What did it do to him you think"?



"Oh, it just burnt his arse up a good bit. A few shots probably went under the hide, plus somebody will have to dig them out, and that I would love to see! Spy my arse"! Harry finished with a snort.



"Shot my arse is more like it". Draco said but couldn\'t help but snort himself.



Harry looked at Draco and couldn\'t help but burst out laughing at what he said. In turn, Draco did the same, and before long, both had sat on the nearest couch, holding their bellies with laughter. It was just too funny to think about Snape running up that hillside while holding his arse with both hands.



Finally, after both young wizards had collected themselves, Draco looked over at Harry. "Harry, what do you think Severus was doing here"?



"Looking for us I\'d imagine. He knows where Remus generally goes to stay. If he weren’t at Grimmauld Place, he would have to look around at the other Black residences. He more than likely knew that Remus used this as a safe house from the order". Harry explained as he heard someone rushing down the stairs.



"Harry, what was all that commotion"? Remus almost shouted as he made the bottom of the steps with Narcissa following on his heels.



"Yes, what was that God-awful noise Draco, and why is your eyes all red"? Narcissa asked as she walked over to the couch behind Draco.



"Well Remus, Mum, we had a visitor". Harry stated calmly. "I was looking out the window towards the forest when I noticed something hiding behind that broke out place in the wall. It turns out it was Snape spying on us, and he had to leave rather suddenly".



"Leave suddenly, Harry shot him"! Draco exclaimed, and then grinned at Harry.



"SHOT HIM? What did you do Harry"? Remus asked with a shaky voice.



"Nothing bad Remus, I just wounded his pride is all. I peppered his arse with some fine lead shot at about fifty yards. You should have seen him in his high stepping run up the bank. I never laughed so hard once it all hit me what he looked like". Harry explained with a snicker. "He reminded me of a big black penguin that somebody had stuck a hot poker to its tail".



At Harry\'s words, Draco couldn\'t help but laugh again at his godfather. As many times as he saw Severus belittle and talk down to Harry, he couldn\'t help put it all in perspective. "Mum, my eyes are red because of the laughter. Plus, I think Severus really did deserve what he got".



Remus shook his head at both boys, trying his best to act like a parent, and scold the two, but he just couldn\'t, so he snorted. He looked at Narcissa then back at the teens sitting before him. Narcissa quickly hid her grin too, but he was swallowing down the laughter that was threatening to spew forth. He grit his teeth and tried to think of anything that was not humorous. "You could hurt someone with one of those muggle contraptions Harry, you really shouldn\'t have done that". Remus got out before he finally let out the laugh that he was holding. It was a loud bark of laughter, then a howl. "Narcissa come, let\'s have a spot of tea shall we"?



Narcissa, though she never let the laugh out, was shaking from holding it inside. She quickly followed Remus into the kitchen, leaving Harry and Draco alone on the couch. "Remus, I can\'t help it, that was funny. I warned Severus to stay away from Draco, and to not try to interfere, but I see he has not respected my wishes". She then set about making herself and Remus some tea.



Harry finally calmed down and looked at Draco. This was his dragon, his Purdey. He was so beautiful, and he couldn\'t imagine ever being without him. He leaned over and gave Draco a chaste kiss then drew back. "How about we continue our rest upstairs my Purdey"? At Draco\'s nod, Harry took Draco\'s hand, helped him to stand, and lead him upstairs to their room. As with any quality firearm like a Purdey, they needed to be oiled and rubbed down. Well Harry\'s blond Purdey was going to receive the same caring and loving treatment.



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Madam Pomfrey was just getting ready to go to lunch when the doors to the infirmary violently swung open. She looked up to see a set of black robes billowing through and a certain potions professor with the worst scowl on his face she had ever seen. He walked directly to the first bed he came to and flung himself down on it, laying on his stomach. She shook her head and walked over to Severus Snape who she could now hear cursing under his breath. "Severus, what has you in this tiff, and what has happened that your lying on your stomach"?



"I was SHOT by some bloody muggle! Said something about me spying on his daughter, like I would sully myself with a muggle". Snape said and ended with a snort.



\'Sully yourself hmm". Madam Pomfrey thought. \'More like they wouldn\'t sully themselves with a greasy git like you\'. "All right Severs, what seems to be the problem"?



"Mumhummmhum". Severus growled out with his face buried in his bed pillow.



"Take your face out of the pillow so I can understand you, that is if you want me to treat you anytime today"! Pomfrey exclaimed, as she was getting tired of Snape’s antics.



Snape raised his head, looked over his shoulder, and scowled at the medi-witch. "He shot me in the arse you bloody imbecile. I can\'t see the wound to fix it myself"!



Madam Pomfrey quickly waved her wand over Snape and banished his trousers and drawers. Snape\'s mouth gaped open, his face turned red, and he immediately squashed his face back into the pillow at this. She then went into her office, and rolled out a tray that was loaded with surgical instruments. She made sure to rattle it when she was beside the bed so Snape would have to look at it. Just as she thought, he did, and his face paled dramatically, and then surged back into the pillow. She snorted at his actions, and then picked up a pair of long and sharp tweezers. She\'d be damned if she would num him for this. She saw the first hole where a shot had entered and swiftly shoved the tweezers under the hide of his rump. His face shot out of the pillow then.



"Bloody hell you wench, are you trying to kill me"! Snape bellowed out.



"Lay down Severus, and be quiet if you want me to help you! Since this is not a magical wound, but a muggle, it has to be done the muggle way"! Pomfrey lied smoothly. She then withdrew the tweezers, and dropped the small lead shot into a steel pan on the tray. "Well, that\'s the first one, and there\'s only about twenty more to go by the looks of it".



Snape groaned at Madam Pomfrey\'s remark. He grit his teeth to withstand the pain of the tweezers entering his flesh, and withdrawing each of the lead shots. When she was done, she quickly doused his rump with alcohol, in which he let out a blood-curdling scream too. After she wheeled the tray away, Snape conjured himself a pair of trousers, and quickly limped out of the infirmary, with a huge scowl upon his face.



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Two lovers pounding into each other with sweaty bodies made quite the scene. Harry was pounding into his love for all he was worth, his cock continually impaling Draco. Their movements were frantic as both were close to their own orgasms. Harry gripped onto Draco\'s hips with all his might and slammed harder into Draco.



"God Harry... I\'m so close, harder"! Draco all but shouted. After three mightier humps by Harry, Draco came. "Harry"!



Draco\'s entrance gripped Harry\'s cock like a tight hot glove, and that brought him over the edge. "Oh GOD my Purdey, I\'m cumming"! With two more hard thrusts, Harry emptied his seed within his new husband, and collapsed upon him. He was trying his best to catch his breath and slow his galloping heart. Finally, he calmed enough to let his rapidly deflating cock slip free, and rolled over beside Draco. He then gathered the blond up to him so Draco could lay his head on Harry\'s shoulder. He waved his hand over Draco\'s abdomen and cast a mild cleaning charm. "I am so in love with you my dragon, my Purdey. I will never love anyone more than you, no matter what". Harry then kissed Draco\'s blond head and lay his head back to rest.



"Neither will I Harry, neither will I". Draco said as he noticed that Harry was about to drift off to sleep. "Do you think that Severus had the bollocks to get Madam Pomfrey to tend to his wound, or did he get someone else to do it"?



Harry couldn\'t help it, he snorted then laughed. "Oh Draco, I was about to go to sleep. I\'ll say this, if he did, I would have given a thousand galleons to have seen it".



Draco nodded his head at this. "Even though he is my godfather, I would have too. I would like to see his expression, if he ever finds out you shot him in the arse with a muggle gun! Now that, my dear husband, would be funny"!



"If you plan on ever telling him, just make sure I\'m around". Harry said with a grin.



Draco patted Harry on the thigh and raised himself up in the bed. "Harry, I can\'t sleep, so I\'m going down for some tea. I\'d like to see what Remus has to say about Severus snooping around here".



"OK, no rest for the wicked I see". Harry said as he sat up and began to get dressed. "Come on my Purdey, I\'ll go with you. We have to finish training some time today or my Grandparents will get pissed".



Draco walked around to Harry’s side of the bed and held out his hand, helping his husband up. They walked hand in hand out the door and made their way to the kitchen.



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"Rufus, you have to let me out of here! You are hindering me from doing very needed work against Voldermort"! Albus Dumbledore said as he glared at the Minister for Magic.



"Calm down Albus, you know I can\'t do that now with the whole Wizengamot knowing what happened. I\'m lucky to still have a job after that meeting". Scrimgeour stated evenly.



"You wont have one if they find out you agreed with me to take those funds, and transfer them to Harry now will you"? Dumbledore growled out.



"Are you trying to blackmail me again Dumbledore? I hate to tell you, it will not work this time. If you were smart, and I could possibly arrange this, you should cut a deal with Potter. Maybe, say to let you loose for some needed information"? Scrimgeour answered as he glared at Dumbledore.



Dumbledore set his chin on top of his clasped hands and thought about this proposition. He could easily tell Harry several mistruths and be let loose to do his bidding. Yes, he thought, that might be the best course. "When can you set this up Rufus"?



"I\'ll have to try to contact him, or wait until he\'s back for the Wizengamot, or see him when he\'s here about this new army. The people are already balking about it, and hardly anyone is volunteering to join it. I\'m afraid the draft will have to happen before we can summon two hundred bodies". Scrimgeour grumbled.



"Ah yes, the army. There\'s your route Rufus, just mention that you need to talk to Harry about the recruiting, and have the Prophet publish it. He\'ll in turn read it, and then show up to find out what you are talking about. We can finish our deal then, if you will". Dumbledore remarked, with a smirk crossing his wrinkled face.



"Yes, yes, I\'ll do that now Albus. I\'ll owl that Skeeter bitch when I get back in the office. I\'ll tell her it\'s urgent that it be published by day after tomorrow. Well Albus, I must take my leave at this, I will see you again when I find out anything". Scrimgeour said as he stood up and stalked out of the holding cell.



As soon as the cells door was shut and warded, Albus lay back on his cot. "Yes Rufus, you do that. What you don\'t know is that I fully intend on having your job for myself shortly".



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Harry had just taken a seat in front of the portrait of his grandfather, Godric Gryffindor, when the wizened old wizard spoke to him. "Me young Harry, it is time I started to teach ye how to use the seven golden sphere\'s of Gryffindor".



Harry cocked his head to the side at this. "Seven golden spheres what"?



"Ye did see the one large sphere that guarded the scroll about the horcruxes"? Godric asked, with one gray eyebrow raised.



"Well yes, I was the only one who could withdraw it to read". Harry stated as he looked on at his great grandfather.



"That be one golden sphere me lad. I can show ye how to conjure seven of um, and they will fly about ye, and protect ye during battle. Ye can direct them anywhere with ye mind, or they will sense out danger on their own and stop it". Godric explained.



"What can they do to protect me grandfather? The one containing the scroll would kill anyone who tipped it". Harry stated, as he looked confused.



"Well me lad, they can absorb spells thrown at ye, including the killin\' curse. If they get wind of a harmful spell, they simply fly into its path. If ye direct one of them at ye opponent, and it hits um, it\'ll burn a gapin\' hole through um, killin\' um dead". Godric said with a proud look about him.



"Teach me grandfather. That would be useful when the final battle comes. I also need to ask what you know about the crypts of Rosslyn Chapel, if anything"? Harry asked, and noticed Godric look quickly at Salazar Slytherin at his question.



"Listen me lad, what that chapels crypt holds is the greatest magic known, it holy magic me lad. Why are ye asking about this, what has happened"? Godric asked with certain nervousness.



"The queen has directed me to start a great wizarding army grandfather. She proclaimed us the new Knights Templar, and directed us to have our main meetings in the crypt. She said there was a great wizarding library there, which we found. There are also a lot of artifacts down there that were in glass cases, and covered with silk sheets. We didn\'t look at all of them, only a few. We didn\'t have much time, so we only cleaned the floor and the benches in the big underground meeting hall". Harry explained.



"How did ye feel while down there me lad"? Godric kindly asked.



"It was weird grandfather. My heart felt like it was tight and hurting somewhat, and I felt in awe, but of what, I don\'t know. A few times, I caught myself with tears in my eyes. I noticed my husband and Remus had the same feelings as me". Harry muttered as he looked down at the floor slightly embarrassed.



"Don\'t be like that me lad. What ye felt was the power lad, it twas love, and the strongest magic there is. It emanates from the building and the artifacts. Those artifacts came from Jerusalem lad, does that explain it for ye"? Godric asked just above a whisper.



Harry started to tremble at what he was being told as he looked back up into his grandfathers eyes. "Are you saying.... "?



"Me lad, it\'s time that meself and Salazar had a long talk with ye. Get comfortable lad, it\'ll take all night. It\'s a long story, and one that will make ye think about all the things ye thought were to be true\'. Godric explained as Salazar Slytherin nodded his head in agreement.



At this, Draco set in the chair beside Harry and laid his head on Harry\'s shoulder. They had Dobby bring a tea serving, and then closed up the study to only themselves, and the two portraits. When they were ready, they gave Godric the nod to continue.



"All right me lads, I take it the queen had ye both baptized"? Godric asked, and both young wizards nodded. "Good, good, because ye will need it to understand. The story began thousands of years ago in the time of King David...".







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Whitmore: Glad you caught that, I was wondering if any others would. Scrimgeour meant to state Harry\'s title like that as a sign of disrespect to him. Of course you\'ll have read about it in this chapter.