The Pain of Betrayal

Beta By: weasel87

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Time skip one day

Harry woke early, getting up and dressed before the others so he could leave before they woke.

The night before Harry had had a nightmare about his uncle and apparently had woken his roommates up with his screaming, as he forgot to put his silencing charm up around his bed. Neville had been worried and suggested that he should talk to one of the professors. Dean had been indifferent to the whole thing. It was Ron and Seamus who had taken his screaming badly. When they woke him up, they teased him about the nightmare. With that happening Harry knew that the friendship between him and Ron was going to be no more. He walked down the stairs and was greeted by Hermione.

"Good morning Harry," she said softly. "Can we talk?"

"Sure," he was curious what she wanted to talk about.

"Ginny spoke to me," she started as they continued out of the common room towards the great hall. "She told me that you apologized saying you thought it was Voldemort's influence, when you know good and well that he is dead," Harry sighed.

"Hermione you know I care for you, but I still have nightmares about him, plus who's to say he really is dead. How can you be so sure that Dumbledore is telling the truth?"

"I know because Dumbledore would never lie about something like that and you haven't had any visions have you." Hermione said in her 'I know more than you' voice.

Harry kept his mouth shut after that not wanting to fight with his friend, but Harry knew Voldemort was still alive. He may no longer be having the visions since he came into his inheritance, however, he was sure that Voldemort was alive, and Harry wasn't about to tell Hermione that. They sat down together and Harry changed the subject.

"What is your first class this morning Hermione?"

"Potions, what about you"

"I have potions as well"

"Oh Harry that's marvelous it means you did well on the final exam last year.

"What are the rest of your classes?" Harry asked

"Let's see; after potions I have Care of Magical Creatures, Charms, Transfiguration, then lunch, Herbology, Ancient Runes, Arithmancy, and then dinner. What about you?"

"I have Care of Magical Creatures, Charms, Transfiguration, then lunch, Herbology, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Apparition, and then dinner."

"We have almost all the same classes." Hermione giggled and Harry smiled pleased that he had steered the conversation away from Ginny.

"Are you done eating?" Hermione nodded and he continued. "Would you like to leave so we won't be late for potions?" Hermione nodded and they left the great hall together.

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The moment Severus walked into the class his whole body stiffened as his mate's scent assaulted his nose. Severus looked around to find only two Gryffindor's in his class. Moving to the front, he sat in his seat looking over at the two lions. Once the class had begun he would go around checking the progress of his students however in reality he would be distinguishing which Gryffindor was his mate.

"Your assignment is on the board get to work," Severus snapped and the class moved as one. Halfway through the class Severus stood and travelled around the class room checking the cauldrons. As he reaches Granger he took a deep breath as he peered into her caldrons but he felt nothing, Severus was slightly happy with that, as he didn't want 'Miss Know It All Granger' as his mate, Severus then moved away from her moving on to Potter's potion.

Just as he approached he saw the boy's body stiffen and bright green eyes meet his. Sniffing, Potter's scent filled his nose and his body responded immediately. Not wanting to scare his mate away he returned to his desk.

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Harry heard Snape enter but did not turn around instead he kept his head bowed. Once the class filled Snape ordered them to get started on the potion written on the board. Harry went and grabbed the ingredients needed to begin the potion. He took his time and read and reread the instruction thoroughly wanting to impress the man, especially after working so hard last semester to make sure he'd past his exam; and all because he had developed feelings for his professor. He heard the man moving around checking everyone's potions; finally the man approached his caldron. Harry took in a deep breath and stilled.

'Oh my god' Harry moaned in his head. 'He smells so good.' Turning his head green eyes meet dark black, dark purple surrounded his professor, and his eyes widened just as the man turned away from him. 'He is one of my mates' Harry thought, as he realized the significance of the scent and colour that surrounded the man.

Harry wanted to cry because the man hated him and he knew just because they were mates the man was not likely to change. It pulled at Harry's heart, knowing someone he liked and was his mate, hated him.

The rest of the day Harry's body was on autopilot not really caring what was going on. It only got worse when he entered his Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Malfoy was standing in front of the class and as he looked his despair grew. The man was surrounded by a dark blue colour and as the man approached Harry his scent filled his nose. Harry could feel his heart break as he realized that there was no way that either of his mates would want him.

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Lucius was reeling from the information Severus had just given him. Harry Potter was their mate. Just as the thought ran through his mind in walked the boy, but there was something off about him. He realized what it was the minute he looked into Harry's emerald eyes. They were dull, lifeless; there was no spark in them at all. He watched the boy take a seat in the back, bowing his head, and looking at the desk in front of him.

Lucius approached the boy and inhaled his scent allowing it fill his nose. Severus was indeed correct the boy was their mate but he did not know how the Gryffindor would react when he found out. They had both treated the boy badly over the years and it would probably take some time before he could even accept being their mate. Then there was still the problem of Dumbledore and his ever watchful eye.

"Mr. Potter," the boy looked up "this is not your seat follow me." Harry got up and followed the blonde to the front of the class. "This will be your seat for the rest of the year." Lucius said while pointing to the first seat in the front row.

Harry sat his bag beside the chair and then sat waiting for the class to start. Harry knew that this year would be his hardest yet.

TBC

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ME: So what did you think? Did you like, love, hate; remember to leave a comment. I would also like to think my beta for taking her time to read over my story and revise it, Thank You.