Lamia's Lament

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

This story was an adoption from Dreamwind.

Its a lot harder to nurture and adopted bunny than one of your own.

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Hermione's POV

I pulled at my hair in frustration as I pored over yet another book that didn't even give me the slightest clue as to what could reverse everything. The potion that we had been making in class wasn't even listed and the ingredients were so volatile that it shouldn't have even been possible to put them in the same potion. I have to find a way to fix this, Dumbledore is counting on me to make sure that Harry becomes human again. Harry has to be human to defeat Voldemort and make sure that I can do whatever I want when I graduate.


At first I didn't think that having friends would really help me in the long run, after all I never had any friends in primary and I did just fine, but when I heard how much the other students looked up to Harry and how every teacher other then Professor Snape seemed to make allowances for him I knew that I needed to be his friend. It was sheer luck when that troll cornered me in that bathroom and he came to my rescue with the Weasley.


Harry was alright to be around, he was easily distracted but his practical work was excellent and with him as my partner I didn't have to worry about how difficult it was for me. My magic didn't react nearly as well as his but he is the Boy-Who-Lived. Ronald on the other hand is one of the most annoying people that I have ever met and I wouldn't even talk to him if it wasn't for his pure blood. Even if the Weasleys were poor they had pure blood flowing through their veins and he was a good back up plan if Harry died killing Voldemort, after all the easiest way for someone to gain power is to marry someone powerful.


I sighed as I pulled another volume over and flipped the cover open, hopefully there would be something in this one to make my dreams come true and gain me the power that someone as intelligent as I am deserves.


Ronald's POV

I thrust into Parkinson with a grunt as I felt her tighten around me and came with a growl; who knew that a Slytherin could be such a good lay. I rolled off and collapsed as she pulled herself from the bed and stretched. "Not bad for a Gryffindor, maybe this will end up as more then a one night thing if you can prove that you have the stamina." She smirked over her shoulder as she pulled her robes back on and left the Room of Requirement with a wink and a wiggle of her tight little butt that had me almost ready for another round.


Becoming Potter's friend was the best thing that ever happened to me hands down. Before him I was just the youngest boy of the Weasley family trying to live up to what my brothers had done before me but I was never good enough. I was thrilled when Mother told me that I was going to be the best friend of the Boy-Who-Lived and it would be my job to make sure that he stayed away from the darker families. I became the friend of the Boy-Who-Lived and suddenly everyone knew who I was and it was something that none of my brothers could take away from me and now it allowed me to get into any girl's panties that I wanted. All of them were more then willing to spread their legs for the savior's best friend.


I can't believe that Granger put Harry in the hospital wing, Granger better hope that he comes out of this okay; I won't let anyone harm my ticket to the female population.


Pansy's POV

I rushed to the shower the moment that I reached my prefect room and turned the shower on as hot as possible before throwing my clothes off and stepping into the spray with a contented sigh. I wanted to make sure that I washed all evidence of that filthy blood traitor off of me. This is the first time I have ever regretted obeying my father but if sleeping with the small dick Gryffindor would help get my father the information he wanted then it was more then worth it.

The idiot actually thought that someone like me would be attracted to a little no talent hack like him. He fell for the bedroom eyes and fluttering eyelashes like a fool and told me whatever I wanted to know to get me into the bed. He was one of the most self centered boys I have ever met and since I know Draco that's saying something, but at least Draco is handsome enough and powerful enough to deserve to be arrogant. Too bad he's one of the biggest fairies in the school, though seeing him with Blaise is more then enough to make up for it.


Harry's POV

I woke up with a groan and rolled over slightly to find a note that had Severus' handwriting on the front; I would recognize his spidery writing anywhere. I opened it slowly and made sure to read every word carefully.

Harry,

We decided that since you and I have fewer issues to work through that I would be the first to spend the day with you. I thought that it would be best if we spent the day learning more about our new forms and trying to make the transition between half-snake and human.


This will also help me prove that there is more to me then the snide teacher that you are used to though I admit that that is a large part of who I am. I will expect you no later then ten.


Severus

The note certainly carried the man's no nonsense style and he was right about having fewer issues, it is going to be hard to separate Voldemort before and after. I looked up at the clock and noticed that I had two hours before Severus wanted me and a long bath sounds wonderful right now.


Severus' POV

Waiting for Harry to wake up was one of the hardest things that I have had to do as I know that the Dark Lord will not give me unlimited time to have Harry to myself and I do not want to waste any of the time he decided to give me. The only thing that allowed me to leave the room after only leaving him a note for when he did awake was the fact that the boy desperately needed the sleep.


When Harry finally emerged from his room I had to take several deep breaths to force down my instincts before I was able to form a sentence. "The House Elves have made us quite the breakfast and it would be remiss to waste it. We will attempt the transformation after we finish." The House Elves had indeed gone all out. There were foods laid out on the table that even I could not name.


The meal was a quiet one as neither one of us knew enough about the other to make small talk and we are also not the type for completely idle chatter. I made a mental note of the foods that he seemed to gravitate towards and also took note of the fact that he hardly ate half of what a young man his age should be consuming.


Harry's POV

You would think that after spending so many years in class with this man that I would at least know enough about him to talk to him somewhat casually, but I realized after I sat down that the only things that I really know about either of the men that want to become my mate is what other people have told me. I spent the majority of the meal trying to think of something to talk about or something to ask but everything I could think of were questions about things that you don't talk about over a meal. I ended up giving up and just enjoying the silence.


After breakfast was cleaned up by the House Elves we moved to the center of the room where two rather comfortable floor pillows sat facing each other in the sunlight that was beginning to pour in from the partially open window. "The first step toward learning how to transform from one form to another is to know the form that you are in completely. The best way to learn about what you are now is to meditate and find your body's knowledge of itself buried inside of your core."


Most of the morning was spent with Severus trying to get me meditating deeply enough to find my core and by the time I actually managed it the House Elves had brought lunch and we took a break. It was refreshing to have Severus teaching me something without degrading my father or telling me that everything that I am doing is wrong before he even checks it. He is actually a really good teacher and I can see how no Slytherin has ever failed Potions.


It took very little time for me to find my core again when we restarted and I practically fell into my core to find that while all the information about my other forms was there, there was something else there that made the scales on my arms raise. It was a taint that made bile rise to the back of my throat and the magical signature that accompanied it was one that I most definitely recognized.


I came back to the outside world to find that while I was gone Severus had entered a trance of his own and I didn't want to interrupt him so I carefully made my way to the window seat and looked out over the gardens outside. I need to find a way to remove that taint, it doesn't belong in me and I don't want any part of it. Severus is a Potions Master and while he also has his Mastery in Defense against the Dark Arts I doubt that he would know how to remove a taint this powerful. At least this will give me something to ask Voldemort that doesn't have to do with our rather unpleasant past.


Severus' POV

It only took a split second after I came out of my meditation to realize that Harry was no longer in front of me. The panic rose in my chest until I spotted him looking out over the gardens with a look on his face I had come to recognize as the look he bore when someone had lied to him. I moved as quietly as possible but he still heard me and spun to face me as he covered up the look on his face with a smile that was clearly forced. "Did you manage to find out enough about your forms, Severus?"


The sound of my name pouring off of his lips was more than enough to distract me from the cause of the look on his face. "Yes, I managed to learn more than enough to manage the transformation and I assume that you did as well but it appears to be almost time to attend dinner with the Dark Lord so we'll have to finish this some other time." Harry nodded swiftly before he slithered into his room, no doubt to prepare himself to sit across from the man that had killed his parents. Hopefully he would tell one of us what was wrong before it eats him alive inside.


Dinner was a highly uncomfortable affair to say the very least. It did not take a genius to figure out that the Dark Lord was not pleased that I had spent the entire day with Harry without him there to make sure that I did nothing. He practically radiated fury as he ate his entire meal without looking up at either of us once during the entire meal. Before he could no doubt flee the table, with dignity of course, Harry quiet voice drew both of our attention. "Voldemort, I need to talk to you about something really important. Would you please come back to my room with me before you go to bed?" You could almost see the amount of effort it took for the boy to keep his temper in check and to ask so politely.


Voldemort's POV

I found myself beyond angry with the fact that Severus had had Harry with him for the entire day despite the fact that the monitoring charm that I set up in his room showed me that all they ended up doing was work on the transformation. By the time that I made it to dinner was so angered that I couldn't look at either of them and ate as quickly as I could before I stood to leave. I wasn't prepared for Harry to stop me before I made it to the door. "Voldemort, I need to talk to you about something really important. Would you please come back to my room with me before you go to bed?" I couldn't deny the request and followed the boy back to his room without saying anything.


The boy hardly looked at me as he immediately placed himself in front of his window and gripped the window frame with almost enough force to splinter the wood. "When Severus had me meditate to find my core earlier it wasn't the only thing that I found."


Harry looked at me with such fury in his eyes that I almost cast a shield charm before I realized that it wasn't directed at me. "There was a taint on my core that covered most of it, keeping it locked up. I don't know why it's there or who put it there but I have a good idea and I wanted to know if you could get rid of it for me."


I felt my magic bash against my skin as the anger soared. Putting a taint on someone's core would take an extreme amount of contact between the magic of the one manipulating and the one being manipulated. I sure that it was no doubt Dumbledore doing his best to make sure that his little boy hero was everything that he wanted him to be. Removing the taint would likely leave me physical and mentally exhausted but should elevate me in Harry's eyes, which is more than enough motivation for me. "I can remove it right now if the mood suits you." I waited for him to nod and then motioned him over to sit in front of me. "All you need to do is relax and allow me to fall into your core."


The boy's core was something that I will never forget being able to view. Even with the taint covering most of it the core was still one of the largest that I had ever seen, the boy was far more powerful than even I had given him credit for.


The taint itself was definitely Dumbledore's doing, it stank with that old man's power and very few would condone such a horrible act. Corrupting the core of a minor could permanently disable whatever part of their core was covered; bloodline and magical gifts could be smothered while the child's true potential would fade into the unknown. It was used in ancient times as a way to bind criminals from doing any harm by blocking their magic's ability to use harmful spells altogether leaving them with very little other than the magic necessary to live on one's own and minor protection magic.


The taint fought just as stubbornly as the old man himself as I started carefully separating it from Harry's core, the slightest mistake could cost the boy part of his magic and that I would not allow.

It wasn't until a good portion of the taint was removed that I realized the reason the old man had done something so vile. The boy had a great well of power, but his power was not the bright light that everyone in the Wizarding World thought that it was. It was a swirl of light and dark that twirled effortlessly without the two ever mixing. The taint had been blocking off the entirety of the dark magic as well as the gifts that he was supposed to have grown into before he ever reached Hogwarts.


The boy had the gifts that one could expect from an heir of the Potter family of course, natural animagus, elemental magic of the wind variety and magical sight. There were also gifts that he could have only gotten from that godfather of his; metamorphangus, empathy, and a natural flare for Black Magic. Surprisingly enough there was no trace of his mother anywhere in his core; there should have been some feeling of her present in the boy even if she was a muggleborn.


I would like to follow that up and see if she has any hold on Harry but the taint was more than enough to leave me drained and it would do me no good to push my limits.


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