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The Friday Boy
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
53
Views:
48,505
Reviews:
273
Recommended:
1
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.
Marshmallow Minors
CHAPTER 3
“You’re such a moron, do you want to die young Potter?” Fred handed the metal skewer full of toasted marshmallows across to Harry who rolled his eyes but gratefully accepted the sweets. The order was having a so-called ‘meeting’ downstairs in the lounge so the younger members had been relegated to upstairs in Harry’s bedroom.
“I’m not a moron and I’m not dead yet.” Harry retorted quickly as the twins turned back to their magically rotating marshmallow skewers.
“But I bet you came close.” Ginny was lying beside Harry on his bed the youngest red head pulling melted marshmallow between her fingers and twirling it around her tongue in a spider wed effect.
“Yeah but I ran like hell and I managed to avoid him at dinner.” Harry laughed as he handed Ron another of the marshmallows from his skewer.
“Only because you ate outside on the porch you twit.” Harry chose not to comment on Ron’s sarcasm, knowing that it hadn’t been his best decision to eat with the moths outside.
“This is all relative guys, at least now I’ve found out he’s hiding something or why else would he explode like that?” Harry looked around at his friends, who all stared at him pointedly their silent looks telling Harry more than their words.
“Maybe because you’re invading his privacy.” Fred mumbled around a large mouthful of marshmallows, a pink ooze dribbling out of the corner of his mouth as he tried to chew.
“This coming from the double act that invented extendible ears.” Ginny piped in pulling a disgusted face at her twin brothers who began giggling and drooling more pink ooze down their chins, having successful stuffed their faces with twenty marshmallows each.
“Why are we even discussing this, it’s Snape, who gives a damn?” Ron stood up from the floor and having licked his lips free of Marshmallow shrugged his shoulders at Harry sadly. Harry chose not to say anything and merely watched as Ron disappeared out of the room. Harry had a niggling feeling in the back of his mind that his best friend was hiding something from him but chose not to voice his comment. Ginny left a quarter of an hour later, saying that Tonks was going to do her hair leaving just Harry, and the twins still lying in Harry’s bedroom.
“So you think I’m paranoid too?” Harry glanced at the two twins who’ had managed to eat what was left of the marshmallow packet between them. For a moment the twins said nothing before both Fred and George broke out into twin mischievous smiles.
“No, don’t listen to Ronnykins’ he’s just pissed Dad didn’t sign his report card because he didn’t think it was good enough.” Fred shrugged his shoulders as he leaned conspiratorially close to Harry.
“Now if you ask us, we think this is a perfect opportunity to test some our sneakier creations.” George chuckled wickedly and Harry smiled cautiously at the twins. What ever plan involved the twin’s inventions it usually spelt trouble.
“What are you two suggesting?” Harry whispered cautiously glancing towards the open door to make sure no one was listening.
“What if next Friday you took a little excursion?” Harry’s eyes widened impossibly with shock as Fred and George rolled their eyes sarcastically. “Don’t look at us like that Potter, we know you’ve thought about it. It’d solve the mystery and if we’re careful no one need even know you’re gone.” Fred continued. For a while Harry thought to himself about the consequences, the twins waiting patiently for his answer. At length Harry replied his teeth worrying his lower lip.
“Alright, next Friday.” Fred and George rubbed their hands together an evil smile dawning on their faces. However before any more could be said the door to the room was pushed open and Sirius came sauntering in stretching and yawning loudly and scratching his belly beneath his t-shirt. The silence in the room was deafening as Sirius noticed the triple faces staring at him.
“What are you three up to?” Sirius muttered as he glanced cautiously from Weasley to Weasley and finally to Harry.
“Boys stuff.” George offered quickly, as he and his twin rose up from the floor and scampered away, leaving Harry smiling weakly at his godfather. Sirius lingered for another moment staring at Harry before sighing and heading for his bed beside Harry’s. Depending on how the man was feeling depended on how he slept, in dog form by the fire or in bed as a wizard. Harry visibly relaxed when his godfather passed off what he’d just walked in on. Harry pulled down his covers on his bed as he watched Sirius strip down to his boxer shorts and climb into his own bed.
“Heard you rubbed Snivellrus the wrong way this morning?” Harry rolled his eyes as he put his glasses on the bedside and let Sirius douse the candles. “Good job.” With a chuckle Harry bid his godfather good night and in the darkness of his bedroom surrendered to his much needed sleep. If Severus was not going to tell Harry what he was up to, Harry would just have to go find out.
TBC>>>>>>>>>>
A/N Well that\'s the first update, hope it\'s tantalized your appetite for now. I\'d love some reviews if you\'ve got the time after all it\'s not much point in writing if no one\'s reading. Good to be back.
RIFFRAFF
“You’re such a moron, do you want to die young Potter?” Fred handed the metal skewer full of toasted marshmallows across to Harry who rolled his eyes but gratefully accepted the sweets. The order was having a so-called ‘meeting’ downstairs in the lounge so the younger members had been relegated to upstairs in Harry’s bedroom.
“I’m not a moron and I’m not dead yet.” Harry retorted quickly as the twins turned back to their magically rotating marshmallow skewers.
“But I bet you came close.” Ginny was lying beside Harry on his bed the youngest red head pulling melted marshmallow between her fingers and twirling it around her tongue in a spider wed effect.
“Yeah but I ran like hell and I managed to avoid him at dinner.” Harry laughed as he handed Ron another of the marshmallows from his skewer.
“Only because you ate outside on the porch you twit.” Harry chose not to comment on Ron’s sarcasm, knowing that it hadn’t been his best decision to eat with the moths outside.
“This is all relative guys, at least now I’ve found out he’s hiding something or why else would he explode like that?” Harry looked around at his friends, who all stared at him pointedly their silent looks telling Harry more than their words.
“Maybe because you’re invading his privacy.” Fred mumbled around a large mouthful of marshmallows, a pink ooze dribbling out of the corner of his mouth as he tried to chew.
“This coming from the double act that invented extendible ears.” Ginny piped in pulling a disgusted face at her twin brothers who began giggling and drooling more pink ooze down their chins, having successful stuffed their faces with twenty marshmallows each.
“Why are we even discussing this, it’s Snape, who gives a damn?” Ron stood up from the floor and having licked his lips free of Marshmallow shrugged his shoulders at Harry sadly. Harry chose not to say anything and merely watched as Ron disappeared out of the room. Harry had a niggling feeling in the back of his mind that his best friend was hiding something from him but chose not to voice his comment. Ginny left a quarter of an hour later, saying that Tonks was going to do her hair leaving just Harry, and the twins still lying in Harry’s bedroom.
“So you think I’m paranoid too?” Harry glanced at the two twins who’ had managed to eat what was left of the marshmallow packet between them. For a moment the twins said nothing before both Fred and George broke out into twin mischievous smiles.
“No, don’t listen to Ronnykins’ he’s just pissed Dad didn’t sign his report card because he didn’t think it was good enough.” Fred shrugged his shoulders as he leaned conspiratorially close to Harry.
“Now if you ask us, we think this is a perfect opportunity to test some our sneakier creations.” George chuckled wickedly and Harry smiled cautiously at the twins. What ever plan involved the twin’s inventions it usually spelt trouble.
“What are you two suggesting?” Harry whispered cautiously glancing towards the open door to make sure no one was listening.
“What if next Friday you took a little excursion?” Harry’s eyes widened impossibly with shock as Fred and George rolled their eyes sarcastically. “Don’t look at us like that Potter, we know you’ve thought about it. It’d solve the mystery and if we’re careful no one need even know you’re gone.” Fred continued. For a while Harry thought to himself about the consequences, the twins waiting patiently for his answer. At length Harry replied his teeth worrying his lower lip.
“Alright, next Friday.” Fred and George rubbed their hands together an evil smile dawning on their faces. However before any more could be said the door to the room was pushed open and Sirius came sauntering in stretching and yawning loudly and scratching his belly beneath his t-shirt. The silence in the room was deafening as Sirius noticed the triple faces staring at him.
“What are you three up to?” Sirius muttered as he glanced cautiously from Weasley to Weasley and finally to Harry.
“Boys stuff.” George offered quickly, as he and his twin rose up from the floor and scampered away, leaving Harry smiling weakly at his godfather. Sirius lingered for another moment staring at Harry before sighing and heading for his bed beside Harry’s. Depending on how the man was feeling depended on how he slept, in dog form by the fire or in bed as a wizard. Harry visibly relaxed when his godfather passed off what he’d just walked in on. Harry pulled down his covers on his bed as he watched Sirius strip down to his boxer shorts and climb into his own bed.
“Heard you rubbed Snivellrus the wrong way this morning?” Harry rolled his eyes as he put his glasses on the bedside and let Sirius douse the candles. “Good job.” With a chuckle Harry bid his godfather good night and in the darkness of his bedroom surrendered to his much needed sleep. If Severus was not going to tell Harry what he was up to, Harry would just have to go find out.
TBC>>>>>>>>>>
A/N Well that\'s the first update, hope it\'s tantalized your appetite for now. I\'d love some reviews if you\'ve got the time after all it\'s not much point in writing if no one\'s reading. Good to be back.
RIFFRAFF