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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
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23,697
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40
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He Made Me Do It
He Made Me DO It
Help! Ron’s in the potions room and I think he might hurt the baby. Draco looked over to his Father to see if he had heard the plea for help also, and found him gone. Draco took off running toward the Potions classroom.
Tripping over someone, he stopped long enough to mutter an apology before taking off at a run again. Not noticing the person had gotten up and was now running behind him. Following him to the classroom where is Dad was in danger.
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Harry’s anger took the form of a red aura flowing around his body. With the wave of a hand, the door to the classroom disintegrated and he stepped through…
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Draco arrived to find the door gone and the scene inside of the room very surprising.
“On Merlin.” The unknown person said from behind Draco. Draco groaned at the site before him, his Da was on the floor with his arm twisted at an odd angle. Ron was leaning over him with his wand drawn clearly displaying his….“You took the Bloody Mark!” the new comer asked
Draco turned back and watched as Hermonie’s face went through the 7 stages of grief in a mater of seconds. And as she began to faint, he caught her in his arms. Harry clenched his fist and rose it into the air. With that bit of wandless magic Ron was soon hovering above Severus. With a flick of his other wrist Ron was disarmed. Ron glanced around, not understanding the situation. Surely his love would never hurt him.
When Harry spoke his voice was deep, something that sent shivers down Draco’s spine. “For touching what is mine, You will never be forgiven. You will die and I will be the one to kill you…”Harry’s fist opened and Ron fell to the floor, only to be slammed into the stone of the Potions room wall. When the red haired wizard fell to the ground, Harry was right there, pinning him down. He started to punch the man beneath him.
Gripping Ron’s head he slammed it into the floor. When the wizard would pass out, Harry would wake him with a spell and start the beating all over again. Harry rose his fist to strike him again when a hand touched his shoulder. Instantly Harry felt calm, he turned and met the eyes of his husband. He turned to where Ron now laid, sprawled on the floor. He hadn’t even the energy to curl up. Harry was shocked at what he had done, but felt no remorse. Soon, very soon, he would see him dead.
“OH Sev My Angel. Your arm, it was broken. It looks alright now, you healed it?” Harry questioned, cooing over his pregnant mate. Feeling over his arms making sure nothing else was broken.
“No, the baby did. I felt a warm sensation and next thing I new my arm was healed.” Sev explained
Harry rubbed Sev’s belly. Grateful for what ever Deity looked out for him and his family. “Hey there little one, you healed your Da. Your going to be so strong, going to give your brother a run for his money.” Draco moved into the room still cradling Hermonie. Harry never noticed the new arrival his son was making room for.
“I think an explanation is in order.” A voice said from behind them. Harry closed his eyes in exasperation, this shit was going to escalate really fast.
Harry ran his hand through his hair, this wasn’t something he was expecting. To get caught. Well to tell the truth he knew it was going to happen. He just didn’t want any extra stress on his husband and child. “Look Albus, I did what I had to do.” Harry said pointing in the general direction of where Ron still lay in a broken heap.
Dumbeldore raised his eyebrow, and annoyingly his eyes twinkled. “I believe he made you defend your family. The bond between to wizards as powerful as you and Severus is a strong one. The love you both share for your two children would not have allowed anything else. Though I wonder, he made you beat him to a pulp?”
Hermonie started to laugh, huge belly laughs. So much so that Draco had to set her on the floor for fear of dropping her. “Shit Harry, don‘t you do anything like a normal wizard? Wandless Magic?”
Harry stared at her for a moment before he too broke into laughter, followed by Draco and oddly enough Severus. It was Severus laughing that cause Dumbeldore to laugh along with them. An odd sight indeed for Remus to see as he walked into the potions room in search of Harry.
There on the floor lay Ronald Weasley in a heap. He looked to be comatose and lay in a small pool of blood, which trickled from the broken bones in his face. Remus briefly wondered who had done that, vicious attack that it was. The man must have pissed the wrong person off.
And around Ron’s body stood Dumbeldore, the supposed composed and cultured headmaster.
Hermione, the brilliant and sweet student his son had come to call friend. Draco, his grandson, whom he had come to understand and love. That one was a shock. Though Remus had also done the ritual also that made Harry, Severus and Draco his blood family, they even found a way to keep the lycanthropy from spreading in the process. Severus, his son-in-law, who was a rare thing indeed to see on the floor.
And finally, Harry. His son, was laying on the floor next to his husband and son. Harry’s knuckles were bleeding, though as he sniffed the air, he found it was not his blood.
It was probably Ron’s. Bloody Hell! That meant that it was Harry that beat the shit out of Ron. Wow. Remus stopped a moment to feel the fatherly pride before he was angry that his son would take out his anger on someone so violently.
Anyway, he was more so shocked by the fact that here they all lay around the broken body on Ron Weasley, LAUGHING THEIR BLOODY HEADS OFF!
“What the hell is going on in here?” Remus asked loudly over the laughter.
Draco immediately stopped laughing. As did the rest of the group. “Err, Grandfather. We were. We got carried away. It‘s not what it looks like.”
“Then what the hell is it. Because from where I stand it looks like my hot head of a son, beat the crap out of Weasley over there. Hermione probably wasn‘t involved. Then Dumbeldore came to reprimand you all. And somehow in the mist of it, you all started to laugh manically over Ron‘s bloody body.” Remus stated.
Draco looked around the room, then at the floor. “Oh, I guess it is what it looks like then.” Draco replied. Which caused another out burst of laughter to erupt from the room.
“What do you have to say for yourself Harry?” Remus questioned
All Harry could say was. “He Made Me Do It!”
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Help! Ron’s in the potions room and I think he might hurt the baby. Draco looked over to his Father to see if he had heard the plea for help also, and found him gone. Draco took off running toward the Potions classroom.
Tripping over someone, he stopped long enough to mutter an apology before taking off at a run again. Not noticing the person had gotten up and was now running behind him. Following him to the classroom where is Dad was in danger.
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Harry’s anger took the form of a red aura flowing around his body. With the wave of a hand, the door to the classroom disintegrated and he stepped through…
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Draco arrived to find the door gone and the scene inside of the room very surprising.
“On Merlin.” The unknown person said from behind Draco. Draco groaned at the site before him, his Da was on the floor with his arm twisted at an odd angle. Ron was leaning over him with his wand drawn clearly displaying his….“You took the Bloody Mark!” the new comer asked
Draco turned back and watched as Hermonie’s face went through the 7 stages of grief in a mater of seconds. And as she began to faint, he caught her in his arms. Harry clenched his fist and rose it into the air. With that bit of wandless magic Ron was soon hovering above Severus. With a flick of his other wrist Ron was disarmed. Ron glanced around, not understanding the situation. Surely his love would never hurt him.
When Harry spoke his voice was deep, something that sent shivers down Draco’s spine. “For touching what is mine, You will never be forgiven. You will die and I will be the one to kill you…”Harry’s fist opened and Ron fell to the floor, only to be slammed into the stone of the Potions room wall. When the red haired wizard fell to the ground, Harry was right there, pinning him down. He started to punch the man beneath him.
Gripping Ron’s head he slammed it into the floor. When the wizard would pass out, Harry would wake him with a spell and start the beating all over again. Harry rose his fist to strike him again when a hand touched his shoulder. Instantly Harry felt calm, he turned and met the eyes of his husband. He turned to where Ron now laid, sprawled on the floor. He hadn’t even the energy to curl up. Harry was shocked at what he had done, but felt no remorse. Soon, very soon, he would see him dead.
“OH Sev My Angel. Your arm, it was broken. It looks alright now, you healed it?” Harry questioned, cooing over his pregnant mate. Feeling over his arms making sure nothing else was broken.
“No, the baby did. I felt a warm sensation and next thing I new my arm was healed.” Sev explained
Harry rubbed Sev’s belly. Grateful for what ever Deity looked out for him and his family. “Hey there little one, you healed your Da. Your going to be so strong, going to give your brother a run for his money.” Draco moved into the room still cradling Hermonie. Harry never noticed the new arrival his son was making room for.
“I think an explanation is in order.” A voice said from behind them. Harry closed his eyes in exasperation, this shit was going to escalate really fast.
Harry ran his hand through his hair, this wasn’t something he was expecting. To get caught. Well to tell the truth he knew it was going to happen. He just didn’t want any extra stress on his husband and child. “Look Albus, I did what I had to do.” Harry said pointing in the general direction of where Ron still lay in a broken heap.
Dumbeldore raised his eyebrow, and annoyingly his eyes twinkled. “I believe he made you defend your family. The bond between to wizards as powerful as you and Severus is a strong one. The love you both share for your two children would not have allowed anything else. Though I wonder, he made you beat him to a pulp?”
Hermonie started to laugh, huge belly laughs. So much so that Draco had to set her on the floor for fear of dropping her. “Shit Harry, don‘t you do anything like a normal wizard? Wandless Magic?”
Harry stared at her for a moment before he too broke into laughter, followed by Draco and oddly enough Severus. It was Severus laughing that cause Dumbeldore to laugh along with them. An odd sight indeed for Remus to see as he walked into the potions room in search of Harry.
There on the floor lay Ronald Weasley in a heap. He looked to be comatose and lay in a small pool of blood, which trickled from the broken bones in his face. Remus briefly wondered who had done that, vicious attack that it was. The man must have pissed the wrong person off.
And around Ron’s body stood Dumbeldore, the supposed composed and cultured headmaster.
Hermione, the brilliant and sweet student his son had come to call friend. Draco, his grandson, whom he had come to understand and love. That one was a shock. Though Remus had also done the ritual also that made Harry, Severus and Draco his blood family, they even found a way to keep the lycanthropy from spreading in the process. Severus, his son-in-law, who was a rare thing indeed to see on the floor.
And finally, Harry. His son, was laying on the floor next to his husband and son. Harry’s knuckles were bleeding, though as he sniffed the air, he found it was not his blood.
It was probably Ron’s. Bloody Hell! That meant that it was Harry that beat the shit out of Ron. Wow. Remus stopped a moment to feel the fatherly pride before he was angry that his son would take out his anger on someone so violently.
Anyway, he was more so shocked by the fact that here they all lay around the broken body on Ron Weasley, LAUGHING THEIR BLOODY HEADS OFF!
“What the hell is going on in here?” Remus asked loudly over the laughter.
Draco immediately stopped laughing. As did the rest of the group. “Err, Grandfather. We were. We got carried away. It‘s not what it looks like.”
“Then what the hell is it. Because from where I stand it looks like my hot head of a son, beat the crap out of Weasley over there. Hermione probably wasn‘t involved. Then Dumbeldore came to reprimand you all. And somehow in the mist of it, you all started to laugh manically over Ron‘s bloody body.” Remus stated.
Draco looked around the room, then at the floor. “Oh, I guess it is what it looks like then.” Draco replied. Which caused another out burst of laughter to erupt from the room.
“What do you have to say for yourself Harry?” Remus questioned
All Harry could say was. “He Made Me Do It!”
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