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The Quiz	By : KohakuShadow Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 15000 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, nor am I making any money off writing fanfiction for it. That's what makes it FANfiction, obviously. So leave me and my slashy little plot bunnies alone.

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A/N: Complete at 5 chapters.
Uploading them all at once. This Harry Potter obsession...is taking
over my life.

Warnings: Slash. Snape x Harry.
Don't like it? Don't read it. Pretty simple, huh?

The
Quiz

Chapter One: Older Men

"What are you doing?"
Harry asked blearily.

Ron, Seamus, Dean, and Neville
were sitting on the floor of the boy's dorm. It was barely eight a.m.
on a Saturday. Seamus had barked out a laugh so loud that Harry woke
and pulled himself blearily out of bed.

"Compatibility quiz,"
Ron answered. "Oh, that's right. I don't think you've ever seen
one, have you, Harry?"

Harry stretched a kink out of
his back and sat down, thinking of those silly magazines the muggle
girls read, but what was on the floor now wasn't a magazine. It was
something that looked rather more like a large top. There was an orb
of smoky, swirling light that reminded Harry distinctly of one of
Professor Trelawney's crystal balls perched on top of a precariously
balanced golden needle. This sat on top of a strange glyph etched
onto a piece of thick black satin.

Harry shook his head and joined
the group. "Don't think so."

"They're pretty funny,"
Seamus said. "Dean just got matched up with ol' Looney
Lovegood."

"I wish you wouldn't call
her that," Harry replied. "I know she's battier than a
belfry, but she's still a friend."

Seamus shrugged a half-assed
apology and Harry changed the subject. "What's it doing?"
he asked, watching the needle swirl about on the glyphs. Gold shapes
raised off the cloth as Ron sat staring at it in concentration.
Neville had a booklet in hand and was asking questions. "Hair
color?"

Ron frowned, "I dunno,
mate, brown, I guess. As long as it isn't red."

"Shy, or outspoken?"

"Outspoken. 's hard enough
to start a conversation with a girl as it is, without having to carry
the whole damn thing," Ron said. After Dean's go, Ron almost
looked afraid at who was going to appear.

"See, someone asks the
questions, and you answer them. The right symbol raises up for the
question you asked, based on what you say, and the tone of your voice
and stuff--knows if you're lying, right?--so when you finish the
questions, all those symbols combine, and the person you know that
most closely qualifies to your tastes appears at the top."

"Has to be someone you
know?" Harry asked.

"Well, yeah. What fun would
it be if some stranger you've never laid eyes on showed up?"

"I guess I see your point."

Seamus suddenly started laughing
again. He wasn't trying to be quiet this time, since Harry was awake
now and there was no one left to disturb.

The smoke had moved and now
Hermoine's torso was staring up at Ron with a sour look. Ron didn't
seem to think it was as funny as Seamus did. "Alright, you think
it's so funny, let's see who you get, Seamus," he said,
snatching the book from Neville. Foggy Hermoine retreated, and the
board reset.

"Okay, first," Ron
said, "Favorite hobby?"

"Going to Quidditch games,
obviously," Seamus said.

He answered the questions,
throwing a goofy joke in whenever he got the chance. After about five
minutes of this, the smoke swirled again, and the boys started
busting out in raucous peals of laughter. Staring up at Seamus,
hunch-shouldered and thick-browed was none other than Viktor Krum.

Harry noticed that Seamus
blanched a little before joining in the humor. "You're turn
Harry," he said, snatching the booklet from Ron.

"Me? What about Neville."

"Oh, I got my turn first,"
Neville said.

"Got Ginny," Dean
pointed out, and Ron, like a good big brother, gave him a little
'don't even consider it' glare.

Harry shrugged and went down the
list. He'd figured out by now his biggest problem with getting and
keeping a girlfriend was the 'girl' part, but after Seamus getting
Viktor Krum, he was pretty sure he wasn't going to be the one most
teased with who showed up at the very least. He tried to answer as
honestly as he could. He didn't know exactly what his type was but as
Seamus asked the questions he kind of tried to focus on things he
liked when answering--dark hair, long was nice. Deep eyes, the kind
that cut right through you. Older, definitely. He'd figured out by
now that he'd been through too much and sometimes had a hard time
relating to guys his own age--as friends, yeah, but a deeper
relationship than that...probably someone who had a few years on him
would be the best. Someone relatively quiet--he didn't have a problem
carrying a conversation if he had to, but he'd have to slit his
throat if he had a significant other who never shut up. It was nice
to just have some quiet time once in a while too. Height? Taller. He
was short enough, anyone shorter would have to be some kind of
midget, he figured. It would be nice if it was someone who knew how
to take charge--so he didn't have to think so hard once in a while.
Not all the time, but if he was the driving force in a relationship
Harry figured it would probably end up pretty turbulent and
complicated.

He hardly noticed that the
questionnaire had ended, lost in his thoughts, but when the smoke
started to take form he snapped back to attention. The orb shifted
and moved, turned dark, then took form...and every jaw dropped for a
moment before Seamus started laughing so hard he had to wipe a tear
from his eye and clutch at his stomach. Dean and Ron were quick to
follow. Even Neville had a stupid grin on his face. But Harry wasn't
laughing. Severus Snape was staring up at him like he was the scum of
the earth. Harry couldn't help but think every single prerequisite
he'd set before the orb...Snape actually did posses all those
traits. 'Be careful what you wish for, huh?' Well, however he
thought about it, joke or not, Snape scowling up at him was a rotten
way to start the morning.
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