Hopeless Love | By : Mistaken Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 3205 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/n: Hello, I
know, it’s knew and I should be working on the other
one…but….Oh well!
There are some spoilers for the 7th book in here so I don’t suggest
you read it if you aren’t prepared!!!! IF YOU HAVEN’T FINISHED HARRY POTTER AND
THE DEATHLY HALLOWS DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! unless you don’t care about spoilers…….so….okay! There won’t
be any smut til…..maybe 2 or so more chapters, okay?
---Mistaken
Hopeless
Love
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As Harry walked
down the hallway he glanced around his shoulder. Clear view.
No one was in site. He sighed. (I wonder if they’ll ever realize I’m gone…) He
thought to himself sadly. His green eyes glowed dully in the moonlight. He
paused as he looked out on the battlefield below him. Voldemort was dead. His
job was finished. Now, he was free to marry, grow old, have kids, and tell them
how he and his brave friends had defeated the world’s greatest evil.
He
sighed as he passed the place where Fred had died. His eyes filled with sadness
and he felt his throat grow tight was an ache. He longed to cry. He wanted to
so badly. Yet, something was stopping him. He felt like this great gulf of
something was open still. He needed to find it and close it. He wanted closure.
Harry sighed again. He paused and crouched down where they had placed Fred’s
body. (Poor George! It’s my entire fault! I should’ve told no one!) He thought
angrily to himself. (Pish-posh you idiot! He knew what he was getting into!!!)
He argued with himself. Suddenly the absurdity of what he was about to do made
him laugh. It was a hollow tinny sound, and it echoed throughout the room. He straightened
and continued his walk to the Great Hall.
The
ceiling was black. There were no stars open. It was deserted completely. He
stood in the midst of all the tables. Ravenclaw, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and
Gryffindor all stood there proudly. They had suffered many great falls, and yet their tops would be
filled again. Many heroes’ kids would walk the same earth that their parents
had. His eyes closed tightly. Lupin.
Harry’s
friend, mentor, professor, and family. Gone and Teddy, poor Teddy. He
would never know how amazing his father truly was, and Tonks.
How wonderful a mother she would’ve been! Snuffed out in an instant! What he
would do to reverse their fates! He gave an anguished cry. It was filled with
sorrow and rage. (How many fell!! Over a stupid wizard with ridiculous ideas!
It could’ve been avoided! All the innocent’s and wizard’s and witches! How
petty a reason to have given their all!!! The amount of good they could’ve
done!!!) Harry raged on in his head. He strode forth from the hall angrily.
The cold night air
yanked the breath from his chest. (At least I wish that’s what did it to me…)
Harry thought anguished. The bodies of people were still out there. The blood
they had spilled still left the earth stained. He shuddered. Slowly he wandered
his way to the Whomping Willow. Everything was dull and lifeless. It was so
unlike the Hogwarts Harry had ever known that his heart squeezed painfully.
There would be no
more Professor Snape wandering the halls making students cower and cringe. No
man to watch his back, and sadly Harry felt his chest grow tighter. (What I wouldn’t
give to tell the man how incredibly sorry I am!!! How much I admired his ways!
Why did he to have to die!?) He dropped to his knees. The rage and sorrow he
felt made him ache to explode. (I have to go there! I know that’s the closure I
need!!!) He argued with himself. (But Harry…Why him!? You hated him!) Harry
growled at himself. (NO! I don’t! I, I wish….I knew more! He loved her! He was
her first wizard friend! She was his only friend! I need…him…for something) He
yelled at himself in his mind. (I’m going nuts!” He thought to himself. No
argument with himself. He sighed once more.
His shoulders sagged as he turned his head a
little to the right. There was a wand there. It was about 8 inches long, and it
was covered in blood. It looked as if someone had stabbed someone with it. He
shuddered and clambered to his feet. He walked on towards the Whomping Willow.
He looked around for a stick. “Wingardium Leviosa!” He said softly. He made the
eerie tree freeze and then crawled into it. The walls seemed even more cramped
and his chest was so clamped tight it was hard to get any air. His throat felt
raw and swallowing was impossible. Finally he crawled into the room. The first
thing he saw was the blood on the floor.
He winced as he
remembered how he had taken Snape’s memories and did nothing to help him. The
self hate and revulsion for himself made his stomach flip flop. Suddenly he
realized something very odd. There was no body. His eyes widened and he stood
up fast. He looked around quickly. (What the bloody hell!? I’ll kill the
bastard that stole the body!!!) He thought furiously. He kicked out angrily
hitting something hard with his foot. He grabbed it, hopping up and down
cursing up a storm. (Dammmit! Stupid idiotic thing!!! What did I even hit!?)
Harry grumbled inside his head. He turned around to look and gasped.
There was a large
black chest with green markings on it. With his eyes as wide as saucers Harry
slowly crept towards it. Tentatively he reached out towards it. He put his hand
on the top slowly and then paused. When nothing happened at first he moved his
hand around the top. Without warning he was blasted across the room. He hit the
wall hard and groaned. He slid down painfully and gasped for air. His hand
burned with a fiery ache. He looked down and his hand was blistered. His
chartreuse eyes were wide. “What the fuck!?” said Harry bewilderedly.
“Language,
language Mr. Potter, Have you still learned nothing? I suspected you had
manners, but I am now unsure if I was correct!” drawled a silky voice. Harry’s
head snapped up from where he was staring at his hand. (I know that voice! But
there no way it’s him!...Right?) Harry thought
panicked. (Maybe it’s a trap!?...now where’s my wand!?) Harry looked around
frantically. There was no wand. He scratched his head awkwardly and then reluctantly
looked up. There he was in the shadows. His black obsidian eyes bore holes into
his own saucer ones. The infuriating smirk was in
place on his face and in his hands was his own wand, and…Harry’s.
(How’d he do that!?) Harry though confusedly. (Very easily
Mr. Potter! There’s an Expelliarmus charm on the chest!) Snape thought to him.
Harry’s eyes narrowed. He tried to stand up and realized he was in a body bind.
He glowered at Snape. He was so confused. Snape glided over to where Harry was
and murmured the counter curse. The smirk was so irritating. “Sir, why’d you do
that?” asked Harry cautiously as he rolled to his feet. His hand ached, but he
closed his fist around the wand.
Snape walked away from Harry and as
he did he flicked his wand and light showered throughout the room. Harry
realized that Snape was wearing Muggle clothing!
“Sir, where are your robes!?” he asked in surprise. Snape looked at him
closely. “That’s not what you came here to ask, Is it Potter? You came here,
for….closure? Am I right!?” he asked a bewildered Harry.
Exasperated Snape conjured to
armchairs of comfortable size and bade Harry sit with him. Harry regarded him
still with mistrust and confusion. (If only he knew! But, I must be careful
with him…He doesn’t realize yet, and I don’t want to scare him away….well too
much!) Snape contemplated. And then the dam erupted in front of him. “Sir!? How are you alive!? I’m sorry for how I treated you!
I saw your memories! I thank you for that…” Harry paused and then grabbed his
Gryffindor courage and fired away.
(I can’t believe
I’m doing this!) Harry thought suddenly afraid. “Do you still love my mother?
How could you betray them like that!? I can’t believe you! I thought you said
you loved her!? You used to be friends!? Can you tell me stories about her!?
Did she ever try to fix things between you!? Why didn’t you stop? She would’ve
been your friend still! She might’ve still been your friend!!!” he finished
excitedly. (I am an idiot! Well, at least I left everyone a good bye note….)
Harry thought as he shifted uneasily in his chair.
Severus Snape was
never a patient man. He always wanted things done quickly and his way. He
didn’t expect the outburst of questions, but he did expect the underlying tone
of hate, sorrow, rage, and hope. His temper flared and he resisted the urge to
take the boy over his knee for his insolence. The boy shifted uneasily. Snape
smirked. (This should be fun…or at least humorous, at least he didn’t
faint…maybe there is something….) he mused.
Finally he opened his mouth. “Boy you are
lucky that I don’t take you over my lap and belt you for that insolence!” he
silkily drawled. Harry blushed and squirmed in his seat again.(Maybe
I want you to!?) Harry thought and then blushed again. (Hope he didn’t read my
mind just then….) “But, I’ll answer a
few of your questions nonetheless!” Snape sighed dramatically. Harry’s eyes
snapped to his lips. (His lips look soft and shiny…I wonder what they taste
like….) thought Harry. A few seconds later his eyes flew open wider and he
gasped. Snape looked at him and his expression was torn between amusement and
surprise. (Did I just think that about him!?) thought
Harry thoroughly shocked.
Snape continued
ignoring the boy. “I am alive by mere chance…When you left I passed into this
realm of white…Albus Dumbledore was there. I asked him if I was dead and he
said no not quite and that it was up to me to stop it. I --” Harry excitedly
cut him off. His green eyes sparkled with life for the first time since he
killed Voldemort. “I was there too! I talked to him too!” Harry cut in so
excited he bounced in his seat. Snape smiled. He wanted to be angry with the
boy but, he just couldn’t be. The excitement was catching.
He continued on.
“I came back to life, and there were potions next to my head…I drank them and
the most painful thing I have ever felt in my life happened…” admitted Snape
begrudgingly. “When I awoke there was the chest and a note…I became aware of
something I never knew of…Something that may make my life pleasant or
hellish….Something that ahs to do with you…Now don’t cut me off!” Snape growled
at the boy.
“I became aware of
a charm that was put on you and I by someone. It’s a
very complex one, and we can’t die until the other dies…So, I can’t die until
you do, and you can’t die until I do….So, it means we have to go together….” He
finished. Dead silence. The boy was
looking at him funny. His brow was wrinkled in thought. “I know this will seem
extremely weird, but we’re tied together…I don’t know how! It’s strange and
fast, but it’s true because you came to me…unknowing of what you were seeking
you came, and you started it into action….There is no going back!” Severus
stopped. The boy had not objected. (Has he such a hero complex?) thought Snape. (Or does he really have an inkling of
something for me?)
Harry spoke
finally. “So, what exactly is this we’re talking about? What kind of charm? And
don’t worry I’m not mad, Just a little shocked!” He
smiled at Snape and Snape’s hopes plummeted. (He has no brain! That idiot, he
think’s it’s a spell!!! Gerr why me!?) Thought Snape. (Well, I can’t stop now…)
“Harry, it is a
very old charm! It’s not a spell we can get out of….someone cast a mating charm
on us! We have to marry and become mates….or we will both slowly begin to die
an excruciating pain….” Snape snapped angrily at him. He rubbed his temples and
sighed. He looked up and saw Harry’s wide Kelly green eyes slide into the back
of his head and watched as Harry fell forward into a dead faint. Snape sighed
and picked the boy up. Walking towards the enchanted bed he placed the boy onto
it. He stared down at the boy and a sadness he hadn’t felt for awhile came over
him.
(Oh, Lily, I promise to take care
of him! Just as I would’ve done for you…but what’s done is done! You left me!
Now your boy is mine…Maybe revenge isn’t so bad?) Snape raged inside his head.
He collapsed next to the bed fighting the urge not to attack the sleeping boy
with the haunting eyes. He could overcome this. His eyes flew open, never even
realizing they’d shut. “I will overcome this and make us both happy!” he
growled aloud to the crackling fire he had started sometime ago.
A/n: Any good? I haven’t got a
beta, so if you think it’s in terrible need please tell me!? I love criticism
but please don’t be mean….I strive to do the best but I am just a beginner
please treat my story with the same respect you wish your stories to be
treated! Thanks for reading! Please review!!! I love you all! I’ll add a
chapter after I get a few reviews….Tell me if it’s any good, kay?
--Mistaken
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