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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
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Adult ++
Chapters:
42
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20,497
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12
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1
Currently Reading:
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The Nerve of Some People
Authors Note: Chapter edited 8/6/06. Thanks again to all my reviewers....you are the best! JKR owns it all!
The Nerve of Some People
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About an hour later, and much to Harry and Mrs. Longbottom’s relief, Neville and Hermione flooed into the Manor. That relief was quickly wash away when they saw their faces and disheveled appearances. Walking over to them quickly, Harry asked, “What happened?”
“Your not going to believe this, but after Snape chased you to the Leaky Cauldron, he came back to the club and started asking ‘Mione all these questions and then when he wasn’t satisfied with her answers, he stunned her and was going to administer Veritaserum until a group of us jumped him. Needless to say, he isn’t looking to good himself at the moment….not that he ever did.” Neville said.
“WHAT!!!! THE NERVE OF THAT MAN!!! DAMN HIM!!!!!” screamed Harry.
“Harry, please calm down, we took care of the Order and we’re okay. He will get what is coming to him, you know this! Let us finish telling you everything and then tomorrow, we can contact Tony about what happened.” Hermione pleaded.
Calming down some, Harry said, “Okay, ‘Mione….I hear you. Tell me everything that happened.”
***Flashback***
The group watched horror struck as Snape and his partner took off after Harry. Several tense minutes later, Snape came strolling back in, like the bat that he was, and made a beeline straight to Hermione.
Glaring down at her, Snape said, “Ms. Granger you will tell me this instant where Mr. Potter is or so help me you will regret it!”
Standing her own ground, Hermione retorted, “I really don’t think it’s any of your business Professor Snape. We are all out of school for the summer, and where people stay is not of your concern. I do intend to make a formal complaint about you attempting to curse a defenseless underage wizard to the proper authorities. You know very well we are not allowed to do magic outside of Hogwarts.”
Putting on his full stare he moved even closer, looming down over her tiny frame, and spoke in his most threatening manner, “You foolish girl, who do you think your playing with. I am not someone you wish to toy with. You WILL tell me where Mr. Potter is or I WILL make you….is that clear? You know full well that I am here under Dumbledore’s order, so any actions the Ministry will attempt to take will be wiped away. Now, act like the know-it-all that you are and give me the facts!”
“I don’t think that I will. As I said before, it’s none of your business. If Professor Dumbledore has issues with Harry’s living arrangements, he could always contact him through owl post. You’ll get no further information from me!” Hermione said, feeling her anger rise. Without blinking an eye, Snape whipped out his wand and cast “STUPIFY” on her.
Totally flummoxed was everyone around them, it took a few moments for Neville to come out of it and say, “What are you doing? You just cursed Hermione!”
Digging thru his robes with his sneer firmly in place, Snape responded, “Astute as always, Mr. Longbottom. Now move out of my way! This matter does not concern you!”
When the vial was pulled out, everyone immediately knew what it was. Neville sharing a look with Oliver, Fred and George, confirming that they were all thinking the same thing, gave a quick nod, and the four young men sprang into action. Snape never knew what hit him. By the time some of the other Order members showed up, Snape was laid out cold on the floor of the club and bleeding from an obviously broken nose.
While the boys had been handling Snape, Angelina revived Hermione and made sure she was okay. When Hermione saw Tonks in the group she waved her over, knowing that she was also an Auror, began to explain what had happened. Getting confirmations from the other eye witnesses, Tonks cast an “Enervate” on Snape and asked for his side of the story. Tonks, knew Dumbledore was not going to happy with her, but also knowing that in front of all these witnesses, she had to act like the Auror that she was, said, “Severus Snape, you are under arrest for attacking an underage witch and wizard and attempting to administer a ministry controlled substance, Veritaserum. A law wizard will be provided if you can not afford your own council.”
With those words she cast a binding spell, placed an Auror portkey on him that would take him to a holding cell to await further questioning. Turning back to Hermione she said, “Hermione, I hope this is worth it. You know I dislike Snape as much as the next person, but having him as an enemy is very dangerous. Not to mention, Dumbledore isn’t going to like this. Don’t give me that look, I not trying to change your mind, I’m just making sure you understand what repercussions this could have. Personally I think you’re doing the right thing, it’s about time someone put one to Snape. Look, I have to get back to the DMLE, but I will be in contact with you sometime tomorrow to get yours and Harry’s official statements.” She gave Hermione a quick smile and left.
“Hermione, are you okay?” asked Neville, as he wrapped her in a comforting hug.
In a tired voice, she said, “Yeah, Nev….I’ll be okay. Lets just get home. I’m sure Harry is starting to worry about us.”
***End Flashback***
“So, that’s about it. Tomorrow we’ll get a hold of Tony and let him deal with the legal stuff. I don’t know about you guys, but I’m beat! I’m going to head up.” said an obviously exhausted Hermione.
As Hermione stood to go to bed, Harry gave her a tight hug and said to both his friends, “I’m glad you’re both alright. I sorry you had to be dragged into all this, just know that I appreciate all your help.” With that they all went to bed.
The following morning they contacted Tony Rooks, then met him at the Ministry. After giving their statements and pensieve memories, they flooed back to Longbottom Manor just before lunch. Upon their arrival, an owl was waiting for Harry, and he immediately recognized the neat script as that of Albus Dumbledore. “I can only guess at what this letter must say,” he said sarcastically. Sitting down to lunch, he opened the letter and read it aloud.
Dear Mr. Potter,
You can imagine my shock when I learned that you were not at your relatives. I am very disappointed in the fact that you would disregard your own safety and that of your friends. I order you tell me where you! I will come and collect you to bring you back to the Dursley’s for your own protection. We have gone over this time and time again and you know my reasoning for making the decisions that I have. This is not open for discussion.
Also, when I collect you, we will be discussing what happened last evening in regards to Professor Snape. His role in this war is paramount and therefore I must insist that you and Ms. Granger drop all charges against him. Your lack of maturity recently leaves me little choice on how to handle things. I will expect to hear from you no later than 1pm today. If you choose not to obey my wishes, I will be forced to bring in the authorities to force this issue. I know you will do what is right, and in the end you will see that I only have your well being at heart.
Albus P. W. B. Dumbledore
Headmaster of Hogwarts
Supreme Mugwump
Order of Merlin, 1st class
Throwing the letter on the table, Harry stood up and began pacing. “This just tops the cake! How dare he ‘ORDER’ me to do anything. Imagine him being disappointed in me, HAH! WHAT…A…JOKE! The NERVE of HIM!!! The day he is out of my life for good can’t come soon enough for me!”
Sensing his magic starting to slip from his control, Mrs. Longbottom walked over to him and said, “Harry, we are handling things as fast as we can. You know that we will never tell him that you are here, and as for his threat of getting the authorities involved, we all know how far he will get with that. He can not force you to go back to your muggle relations, as you well know. Also, as for making you and Hermione drop the charges against Snape, I say good luck. It’s not going to happen. We have all the bases covered, so please try not to worry, it will all be over soon.”
“Thanks, Mrs. Longbottom, I needed to hear that. If you could make a few copies of this letter for me, I think some of our friends would like to see it.” said Harry, with a sparkle in his eye, causing the rest to laugh.
Harry and his friends spent the rest of the afternoon going to his many homes and decided that he really like Thurox Manor the best. By his standards, the place was massive, but according to Neville, by Wizarding Nobility Standards, it was just a modest size. The Manor itself sat on over 200 pastoral acres, with well manicured gardens and paths winding around neatly planted trees. The house was done in a traditional English Tudor style with 15 bedrooms, 18 bathrooms, a ball room, formal and informal living rooms, formal dining room, conservatory with an informal dining set, sitting room, conference room, completely modern kitchen and had the largest library he had ever seen.
On the backside of the house lay an enormous tumbled marble patio with an in ground pool, that seemed to flow off to nowhere, and a pool house. The pool house contained changing rooms, 2 more baths and a huge gymnasium, fully stock with dueling dummies, work out equipment and weapons. As Harry walked around the pool and back to the patio, he noticed, by the door going back in, there was an oddly placed gem. Looking over his notes about the home, he found that if he put his hand on the gem it would activate a weather shield that would make the pool usable during any type of weather. He thought, ‘Merlin, magic is great’!
It was shortly after 4pm when the all arrived back at Neville’s, and after describing Thurox Manor the Mrs. Longbottom, Harry left to get ready for his date with Susan. After the fiasco last night, he decided that they would venture into muggle London for their date and flooed called Susan to have her dress accordingly. At about 5pm, Harry left early to go to Harrod’s, to buy a new outfit for his date. After buying a pair of beige linen pants and an off white silk shirt, he capped off the outfit with a pair of Dock Martins and a new watch. His last stop before heading to the Leaky Cauldron was an Optometrist. After his eye exam, he purchased contacts and a pair of silver framed oval glasses. Compared to his old glasses, these were barely noticeable. Looking at his new watch and noticing that the time was 6:40pm, he hailed a cab and took the 10 minute ride back to the Leaky Cauldron to meet Susan for their date.
The Nerve of Some People
**********************
About an hour later, and much to Harry and Mrs. Longbottom’s relief, Neville and Hermione flooed into the Manor. That relief was quickly wash away when they saw their faces and disheveled appearances. Walking over to them quickly, Harry asked, “What happened?”
“Your not going to believe this, but after Snape chased you to the Leaky Cauldron, he came back to the club and started asking ‘Mione all these questions and then when he wasn’t satisfied with her answers, he stunned her and was going to administer Veritaserum until a group of us jumped him. Needless to say, he isn’t looking to good himself at the moment….not that he ever did.” Neville said.
“WHAT!!!! THE NERVE OF THAT MAN!!! DAMN HIM!!!!!” screamed Harry.
“Harry, please calm down, we took care of the Order and we’re okay. He will get what is coming to him, you know this! Let us finish telling you everything and then tomorrow, we can contact Tony about what happened.” Hermione pleaded.
Calming down some, Harry said, “Okay, ‘Mione….I hear you. Tell me everything that happened.”
***Flashback***
The group watched horror struck as Snape and his partner took off after Harry. Several tense minutes later, Snape came strolling back in, like the bat that he was, and made a beeline straight to Hermione.
Glaring down at her, Snape said, “Ms. Granger you will tell me this instant where Mr. Potter is or so help me you will regret it!”
Standing her own ground, Hermione retorted, “I really don’t think it’s any of your business Professor Snape. We are all out of school for the summer, and where people stay is not of your concern. I do intend to make a formal complaint about you attempting to curse a defenseless underage wizard to the proper authorities. You know very well we are not allowed to do magic outside of Hogwarts.”
Putting on his full stare he moved even closer, looming down over her tiny frame, and spoke in his most threatening manner, “You foolish girl, who do you think your playing with. I am not someone you wish to toy with. You WILL tell me where Mr. Potter is or I WILL make you….is that clear? You know full well that I am here under Dumbledore’s order, so any actions the Ministry will attempt to take will be wiped away. Now, act like the know-it-all that you are and give me the facts!”
“I don’t think that I will. As I said before, it’s none of your business. If Professor Dumbledore has issues with Harry’s living arrangements, he could always contact him through owl post. You’ll get no further information from me!” Hermione said, feeling her anger rise. Without blinking an eye, Snape whipped out his wand and cast “STUPIFY” on her.
Totally flummoxed was everyone around them, it took a few moments for Neville to come out of it and say, “What are you doing? You just cursed Hermione!”
Digging thru his robes with his sneer firmly in place, Snape responded, “Astute as always, Mr. Longbottom. Now move out of my way! This matter does not concern you!”
When the vial was pulled out, everyone immediately knew what it was. Neville sharing a look with Oliver, Fred and George, confirming that they were all thinking the same thing, gave a quick nod, and the four young men sprang into action. Snape never knew what hit him. By the time some of the other Order members showed up, Snape was laid out cold on the floor of the club and bleeding from an obviously broken nose.
While the boys had been handling Snape, Angelina revived Hermione and made sure she was okay. When Hermione saw Tonks in the group she waved her over, knowing that she was also an Auror, began to explain what had happened. Getting confirmations from the other eye witnesses, Tonks cast an “Enervate” on Snape and asked for his side of the story. Tonks, knew Dumbledore was not going to happy with her, but also knowing that in front of all these witnesses, she had to act like the Auror that she was, said, “Severus Snape, you are under arrest for attacking an underage witch and wizard and attempting to administer a ministry controlled substance, Veritaserum. A law wizard will be provided if you can not afford your own council.”
With those words she cast a binding spell, placed an Auror portkey on him that would take him to a holding cell to await further questioning. Turning back to Hermione she said, “Hermione, I hope this is worth it. You know I dislike Snape as much as the next person, but having him as an enemy is very dangerous. Not to mention, Dumbledore isn’t going to like this. Don’t give me that look, I not trying to change your mind, I’m just making sure you understand what repercussions this could have. Personally I think you’re doing the right thing, it’s about time someone put one to Snape. Look, I have to get back to the DMLE, but I will be in contact with you sometime tomorrow to get yours and Harry’s official statements.” She gave Hermione a quick smile and left.
“Hermione, are you okay?” asked Neville, as he wrapped her in a comforting hug.
In a tired voice, she said, “Yeah, Nev….I’ll be okay. Lets just get home. I’m sure Harry is starting to worry about us.”
***End Flashback***
“So, that’s about it. Tomorrow we’ll get a hold of Tony and let him deal with the legal stuff. I don’t know about you guys, but I’m beat! I’m going to head up.” said an obviously exhausted Hermione.
As Hermione stood to go to bed, Harry gave her a tight hug and said to both his friends, “I’m glad you’re both alright. I sorry you had to be dragged into all this, just know that I appreciate all your help.” With that they all went to bed.
The following morning they contacted Tony Rooks, then met him at the Ministry. After giving their statements and pensieve memories, they flooed back to Longbottom Manor just before lunch. Upon their arrival, an owl was waiting for Harry, and he immediately recognized the neat script as that of Albus Dumbledore. “I can only guess at what this letter must say,” he said sarcastically. Sitting down to lunch, he opened the letter and read it aloud.
Dear Mr. Potter,
You can imagine my shock when I learned that you were not at your relatives. I am very disappointed in the fact that you would disregard your own safety and that of your friends. I order you tell me where you! I will come and collect you to bring you back to the Dursley’s for your own protection. We have gone over this time and time again and you know my reasoning for making the decisions that I have. This is not open for discussion.
Also, when I collect you, we will be discussing what happened last evening in regards to Professor Snape. His role in this war is paramount and therefore I must insist that you and Ms. Granger drop all charges against him. Your lack of maturity recently leaves me little choice on how to handle things. I will expect to hear from you no later than 1pm today. If you choose not to obey my wishes, I will be forced to bring in the authorities to force this issue. I know you will do what is right, and in the end you will see that I only have your well being at heart.
Albus P. W. B. Dumbledore
Headmaster of Hogwarts
Supreme Mugwump
Order of Merlin, 1st class
Throwing the letter on the table, Harry stood up and began pacing. “This just tops the cake! How dare he ‘ORDER’ me to do anything. Imagine him being disappointed in me, HAH! WHAT…A…JOKE! The NERVE of HIM!!! The day he is out of my life for good can’t come soon enough for me!”
Sensing his magic starting to slip from his control, Mrs. Longbottom walked over to him and said, “Harry, we are handling things as fast as we can. You know that we will never tell him that you are here, and as for his threat of getting the authorities involved, we all know how far he will get with that. He can not force you to go back to your muggle relations, as you well know. Also, as for making you and Hermione drop the charges against Snape, I say good luck. It’s not going to happen. We have all the bases covered, so please try not to worry, it will all be over soon.”
“Thanks, Mrs. Longbottom, I needed to hear that. If you could make a few copies of this letter for me, I think some of our friends would like to see it.” said Harry, with a sparkle in his eye, causing the rest to laugh.
Harry and his friends spent the rest of the afternoon going to his many homes and decided that he really like Thurox Manor the best. By his standards, the place was massive, but according to Neville, by Wizarding Nobility Standards, it was just a modest size. The Manor itself sat on over 200 pastoral acres, with well manicured gardens and paths winding around neatly planted trees. The house was done in a traditional English Tudor style with 15 bedrooms, 18 bathrooms, a ball room, formal and informal living rooms, formal dining room, conservatory with an informal dining set, sitting room, conference room, completely modern kitchen and had the largest library he had ever seen.
On the backside of the house lay an enormous tumbled marble patio with an in ground pool, that seemed to flow off to nowhere, and a pool house. The pool house contained changing rooms, 2 more baths and a huge gymnasium, fully stock with dueling dummies, work out equipment and weapons. As Harry walked around the pool and back to the patio, he noticed, by the door going back in, there was an oddly placed gem. Looking over his notes about the home, he found that if he put his hand on the gem it would activate a weather shield that would make the pool usable during any type of weather. He thought, ‘Merlin, magic is great’!
It was shortly after 4pm when the all arrived back at Neville’s, and after describing Thurox Manor the Mrs. Longbottom, Harry left to get ready for his date with Susan. After the fiasco last night, he decided that they would venture into muggle London for their date and flooed called Susan to have her dress accordingly. At about 5pm, Harry left early to go to Harrod’s, to buy a new outfit for his date. After buying a pair of beige linen pants and an off white silk shirt, he capped off the outfit with a pair of Dock Martins and a new watch. His last stop before heading to the Leaky Cauldron was an Optometrist. After his eye exam, he purchased contacts and a pair of silver framed oval glasses. Compared to his old glasses, these were barely noticeable. Looking at his new watch and noticing that the time was 6:40pm, he hailed a cab and took the 10 minute ride back to the Leaky Cauldron to meet Susan for their date.