Cupid Painted Blind

Chapter 6. “Tis not enough to help the feeble up, but to support them after.”


Harry sighed. It was getting so he couldn’t take a pee in quiet. He rather suspected Dumbledore had clued his friends into playing ‘Shadow the Harry’. This is ridiculous.

Sure breakfast had been a rather bizarre affair, but since he had found out he was a wizard, well weird was just par for the course. Now he was hounded by Hermione and if Ron stood any closer at the urinal he would be rogered by Ron. Harry mentally giggled at the thought.

No doubt if Ron found out he preferred guys over gals the reaction would be two-fold. One... he expected would be to pee further away from him possibly another toilet on another floor and two… probably delighted that he didn’t have competition for Hermione.

Mudblood. The world played around in his mind. Independently mud and blood were innocuous enough but together and how they were usually said was sufficient to turn his world red with fury.

Beside which both Harrys parents were magical not muggles, Hermione had two muggle parents and he knew that Snape had one of each.

The whole thing was stupid if you asked Harry after all look at Ron pure blooded as the driven snow and as dense as it also. Then there was Hermione admittedly by far the best to attend Hogwarts for ages.

Snape *sigh* why was it that Harry’s thoughts always did the rounds and ended up on Snape. Snape, Severus *Sexy* why was it his mind kept inserting such thoughts about a teacher *cause he is* !!!

“You alright Harry” Ron’s question brought Harry out of his musings. He had finished with the urinal ages ago and just at the thought of Snape had gone from flaccid to ‘how the hell am I gonna walk with this thing’.

“Yeah fine” Harry turned away lest Ron ran the other way in fear for his virginity, and tried to tuck the determined bugger back into the dark.

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Lunch was the usual affair, tables laden to breaking and plates filled with more food in one sitting than Harry ever used to have in one day, but this was a different world to that one, something for which he thanked Merlin for on a regular basis.

Still playing at ‘Shadow the Harry’ Hermione and Ron kept sneaking morsels onto his plate. Maybe after five weeks languishing in the medi-ward he did look a little pale, thin and ganglier but he felt much better than usual. However misguided their concern was it was still comforting to know they cared.

Harry cast a look around the Hall but Snape was nowhere to be seen. The incident this morning fresh in Harry’s mind how did that all happen, people freezing in place Snape moving so quickly? Hopefully answers would be forthcoming when he caught up with him later.

A magnificent black owl swooped low over the Gryffindor table and landed beside Harry’s pumpkin juice. She held out her leg and wagged an envelope at him impatiently.

When he accepted it she cast a critical eye over what he was eating and selected the tastiest morsel for herself, with not so much as a by your leave she took to wing and left him floundering.

He opened the letter cautiously as if it might explode. From the look on Ron and Hermione’s faces it was a thought they were also entertaining. When nothing untoward happened, three sets of eyes scanned the parchment.

H. You have missed five valuable weeks of potions lessons. Tonight from 6pm catch up classes and additional tuition. Dinner provided. S

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