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A new beginning	By : ladyiceberg Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 6283 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. All rights of Harry Potter belong to J. K. Rowling. I am making absolutely no money from this piece of fictional writing. Snarry and Ron x Draco

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Title:A new Beginning

Pairing: Severus Snape x Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley x Draco Malfoy

Rating: NC-17 overall

Genre: Romance, Smut, Action, Drama

Warning:Post Hogwarts. The story ignores the epilogue.

Length:?

Summary: The war was over, Voldemort was gone, so Harry Potter was supposed to have finally the peaceful life he craved for, right? Wrong, since for Harry the adventure has just begun.

This is a YAOI FANFICTION, meaning BOYXBOY love. If you don't like it, don't read it.

A/N: English is not my first language so I'm saying sorry in advance for the future mistakes and typos.

Chapter 1

Light was slowly taking over the darkness, as a new dawn arose. It was the beginning of a new day, new life for the survivors of the Battle of Hogwarts. Many lives had been lost in the fight but none had died in vain, as the Dark Lord was no more. Joy and sorrow took over the broken school as those who survived celebrated victory and mourned their dead.

It was a new beginning for the Boy Who Lived; he was finally free. His childhood had not been pleasant since his muggle relatives –The Dursleys- had neglected him as a child. They had loathed and feared his magic and had locked him in the cupboard under the stairs whenever signs of his power started to show through. Harry had always thought that behind their behavior was envy since his grandparents had preferred his mother to her sister because she was a witch, though Harry never mentioned this knowing full well that they would never admit it, and only punish him for saying it.

When he had turned eleven years old and received the letter from Hogwarts, he thought that he had finally found happiness. Unfortunately, his joy was not long lived as his newly discovered heritage brought him nothing but trouble. During his first year as a Hogwarts student, he found out the true story of how and why his parents had died. Since then he had fought their murderer, the Dark Lord Voldemort, almost every year. Along the way he had loved and lost many people, but knowing he was still loved by others pushed him forward, and now it was all finally over.

Harry walked slowly towards the place where he had fought Voldemort only a few hours ago. He was shocked that he was still alive. He knew that Voldemort had been so much stronger than he was; so much more experienced. He stopped abruptly and let the weak rays of the morning sun warm him up. The warmth and gentle caresses of the breeze confirmed Harry once more that he was indeed alive. The young man sighed deeply and closed his eyes letting his body feel the magic that consumed the ancient castle.

He was completely relaxed when screams and angry shouts reached his ears, disturbing his peace. He opened his eyes unwillingly and after glancing one more time over the land, he rushed back to the entrance of the castle.

"What's going on?" Harry shouted as soon as he spotted Hermione and Ginny trying to stop a group of angry students from entering the Great Hall. At the sound of his voice, everyone stopped struggling to get in and he could see the relief bloom on the girls faces.

"Shacklebolt found Snape in the Shrieking Shack. He's still alive so he brought him here." As soon as Hermione finished the sentence, Harry pushed past them and entered the Great Hall. He looked around desperately until he spotted Snape lying on a conjured mattress on the ground. A few members of the Order were around him, talking to each other quietly. Harry ran to the improvised bed and stopped only when he was face to face with his dying professor.

"Please don't do anything rash Harry." Harry was focusing on Snape so he didn't hear Mr. Weasley's words. His green eyes were scanning the man lying before him, and he could not help but noticed the labored movement of the man's chest and the pinched, pained look set on his face.

Harry was so out of it that he jumped back, startled by the hand that had landed on his shoulder. "Easy there Mr. Potter, I don't need another patient." The old medwitch moved past Harry and leaned over to perform some spells on Snape. Harry looked carefully at the woman's face as her wand moved above the man's body, releasing dark red sparks every now and then. After she was finished, she straightened herself and gave a strained, worried look at the others.

"I'm afraid there isn't much I can do for him now. There is too much blood in his lungs and the snake venom has already started to damage his heart." Harry made a loud, strangled sound that made everyone look at him. He had suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart. Yes, he hated Snape, almost more than he had hated Voldemort, but he couldn't let the man die, he wouldn't; not after what he had seen in the pensieve.

"You have to at least try to help him! Please!" Harry's heartbroken plea came as a surprise to everyone there. They all knew that the boy hated Snape so they were confused to see him so distressed because of him. Harry was beginning to panic and his magic was reacting to his strong volatile emotions. The adults looked with wide eyes at the deep green sparks that were being released from the wand Harry was holding.

"I'll try Harry, but the damage is already done. Snake bites can be extremely dangerous and not even magic can cure all of them." Harry knew what the woman was talking about, it had happened to him in his second year at Hogwarts when he had fought the basilisk in the Chamber of secrets. The venom had taken over so fast that he really thought he wouldn't make it. Lucky for him Fawkes had come to him; the phoenix tears had healed his wound and neutralized the venom. Remembering all this, Harry had an idea.

"What about phoenix tears? If you drop a few on his wound, I'm sure…" Mr. Weasley interrupted Harry with a gentle pat on the back. He looked at the boy with an apologetic expression, and sighed.

"Phoenix tears are extremely rare Harry. A phoenix never gives its tears unless you have proven great loyalty to it or its master. I'm sorry, but there is nothing we can do." Harry couldn't give up; he absolutely had to save Snape. Where was Fawkes?

Harry gripped his wand tightly and thought of Fawks; he thought of Dumbledore and of what Snape had done for him. Harry wanted and wished for Fawkes to save Snape so much that his wand was now emitting new colorful sparks. "Fawkes," Harry called confidently, and to everyone's surprise the bird appeared before the crowd. The phoenix looked into Harry's eyes for a moment and then it flew to Snape's side letting out a long powerful anguished song. The man's body reacted to the bird's song and Harry looked horrified at Snape whose body had begun to convulse on the bed.

"Stop it!" Harry panicked, pointing his wand at the bird. Fawkes looked at him and then turned to look at the wounded man. After another terrifying cry, the bird let a few tears fall on the man's wound, and then disappeared in flames and ash.

The next moment the mediwitch was next to the potions master, giving him another magical scan. This time the woman's wand didn't release sparks and when she was done, she had a calm expression on her face. "Fawkes' tears created a miracle once again. They've healed all the wounds and somehow managed to protect his heart so the remaining venom cannot reach it. There was too much of Nagini's venom in his blood for the tears to neutralize it completely, but with some potions I can clear that right up. It may take time though, and until the venom is out I'll put him into a magic induced coma to prevent him from waking up and spreading it around too much." Harry was relieved and he allowed himself to relax. Snape was going to live after all and that was what he wanted.

Knowing that his presence there was no longer required, Harry quietly snuck away, hoping that this was the last time he would see the potions professor.

********* A year later *********

Loud crashing noises woke Harry from his deep sleep. The boy jumped out of bed taking with him in the process the wand he was keeping under his pillow. He opened the door of his bedroom and sneaked a peak outside to see if there was any danger. When he saw no one, he walked out carefully and made his way to the living room of his three-room apartment. He had moved there right after the final battle since he wanted to put the past behind him and start anew.

After vanquishing Voldemort, he had decided not to return to the Dursleys on Privet Drive. He was only 17 years old, but he was old enough to be considered an adult in the wizarding world so he decided to take his life in his own hands. The oldest members of the Order weren't pleased with his decision since not all Death Eaters were in the Ministry's custody, but Harry had fought them all. He wasn't going to stay with the Weasleys and he had no intention of going back to Grimmauld Place number 12 - too many bad memories - so he bought himself an apartment in muggle London and warded it with the most powerful spells he knew. He had been living there for a year now and this was the first time someone had managed to get into his flat uninvited.

Harry reached the living room and lay on the floor. He pushed himself forward using his elbows and toes and took cover behind the huge couch he had near the door. The noises had died down, but Harry could hear panting and groans coming from somewhere in the room. Taking a deep breath, Harry jumped up from his hiding and murmured the first spell that came to mind.

"Lumos." The room filled itself with light and Harry could see the face of his intruder. The sight made him gasp. There, on his living room's floor, laid Ron, his best friend, bleeding and surrounded by what was left of his glass table.

"Ron. Mate…?" Harry ran to his friend's side and using a quick spell he vanished the fragments of glass. Ron let out a weak moan and Harry levitated him at once to his spare bedroom.

Once in the room, Harry laid Ron on the bed and went to take some healing potions he had in the bathroom. He returned with a few bottles and placed them on the nightstand next to the bed. When he had his hands free, he took his wand and removed Ron's clothes so he could see the wounds his friend had. Ron's chest was covered with deep cuts and Harry frowned remembering the damage the sectumsempra spell had done to Draco Malfoy's body.

"Vulnera Sanentur." Harry whispered and the deep cuts began to close themselves. He knew the spell well since it was the one Snape had used on Draco at that time so he learned it just in case something like that happened again. Harry sighed in relief when he saw that all the cuts were closed.

"Tergeo." Harry cleaned the blood and dirt on his friend's body and then covered him with a warm blanket. He took a moment to look at his friend's face and then he took a blood-replenishing potion and made Ron drink it. Ron let out a small sigh after he drank the bitter liquid and Harry smiled knowing just how much his friend hated it.

Ron had joined the auror training program after the battle. He wanted to help bring order in their world, plus school had never been his favorite so he had had no intention of returning to it. Harry had thought the same until during one of his many training sessions, one of his colleagues was severely injured by a hex that was meant for him. At that moment, he had dropped the aurors and became a private investigator in the muggle world. The pay was good and he loved the job, plus magic always kept him out of trouble.

Ron, on the other hand, had finished his auror training and he had become a full auror after only six months of training. Harry hadn't been too happy about his friend's decision, but he couldn't tell Ron that. He knew that Ron was doing all of this because he needed a distraction from his life. It came as a shock when Ron had told him that his relationship with Hermione had died even before it began because he wasn't attracted to her anymore. Harry had thought it was strange, but after Fred's funeral he understood exactly what was wrong with his friend. It had happened to him too; all the witches who threw themselves at them had somehow managed to turn them both gay. Harry had thought at first that it was just a temporary women phobia, but he had soon realized that his feelings for women were nonexistent, plus he had started to see men in a new light and discovered that he liked more to have someone to take care of him than to have to take care of someone. He had accepted his new sexuality gladly, but Ron had a hard time accepting his new orientation. He was most of the time restless putting himself in danger just so he could forget, though, this was the first time Harry had ever seen him this badly hurt.

Harry let Ron rest and walked back to his room to sleep some more. He was curious to know what had happened to his friend, but it could wait until morning. Harry fell asleep as soon as his head fell on the soft pillow. That night was the first night in a long time that Harry dreamed of Hogwarts and Severus Snape.

The next time Harry woke up the sun was already up in the sky. The boy groaned and yawned and then stretched his body, he got out of bed and walked slowly towards the kitchen to get something to eat. Halfway to the kitchen he remembered about Ron and cursing under his breath he ran to the spare bedroom. He opened the door and frowned when he saw no one there. His frown disappeared though, when he saw Ron's bloody clothes on the floor. Knowing that his friend was probably in the bathroom, Harry went to the kitchen and began to make breakfast.

"Oh, something smells good in here. Hey mate, do you have something I could borrow to wear." Harry smiled and turned from the oven to look at his friend. Ron was standing in the doorway wearing only a towel around his waist and Harry couldn't help but notice just how different his friend looked from their school years.

In school, Ron had always been very tall and lanky with big hands and big feet, but now after all the training he got, he looked well proportioned. He was even taller and his body was extremely well built: broad shoulders, well-defined biceps, a strong chest and mouthwatering abs, strong legs, in short Ron had become an extremely handsome man. Harry was somehow jealous of his friend since he hadn't changed much since school, he was taller, but he was still skinny with a thin face and knobbly knees.

"Nothing I have will fit you Ron. Just grab a bathrobe and come to eat." Harry got back to his cooking and moved from the oven only when he heard Ron walking back in the room. He put the food on the table and then sat down and started to eat. Ron did the same and they ate in complete silence. After they were done, Harry magically cleaned the table and turned his full attention to Ron.

"What happened?" Harry knew that his friend had a really good reason for apparating to his flat instead of the Burrow or his own apartment. He also knew that Ron didn't like discussing his missions, but now he had to make an exception because Harry had no intention of letting it go. Ron frowned, but opened his mouth to speak.

"I was ambushed at my flat. I believe it was Antonin Dolohov and Augustus Rookwood. I managed to injure them, but as I was apparating away, a hex hit me. I apparated here since I was afraid to go to the Burrow. Sorry for the table mate." Harry shook his head and stood.

"It's ok, I was planning to get a new one anyway. However, what worries me is how they found out where you lived?" Ron stood as well and followed Harry to the living room where the fireplace was.

"My team was sent to track them down. The only way they could find where I lived was by following someone there, but the only…" Ron stopped abruptly and Harry felt his blood turning into ice. He had a really bad feeling about this.

"Mate. Andromeda… she and Teddy used my floo to get home." Ron had transfigured the bathrobe into clothes and he was already at the fireplace when he finished his words. He took a good amount of floo powder, tossed it into the fireplace saying clearly 'Tonks home', Harry followed suit, and the two boys stepped out of the fireplace into a devastated house.

"Androme…" Harry couldn't finish his words since Ron had placed a hand over his mouth. The boy brought a finger to his lips signaling Harry to be quiet and moved silently into the house.

They searched the ground floor in only a few minutes because the revealing charms Ron had used showed them that there was no danger there. However, as they proceeded to search the top floor they heard noises coming from Teddy's room. Ron kept Harry behind him and he moved rapidly towards the room. When they walked in, they saw Andromeda on the floor bleeding heavily.

"Andromeda…" Harry knelt next to the woman and began to use healing spell after healing spell hoping that he would be able to heal her. The woman stopped him though coughing a little before talking.

"They… took Teddy. Save him… Harry… They said… something about… Draco… Malfoy. They were going… to make him pay. Find them… please." The woman coughed one more time and choked on her own blood. Harry tried desperately to heal her, but it was too late, she was gone.

Ron sent his patronus to get help and then he grabbed Harry and apparated them both outside Malfoy Manor. Harry frowned at his friend's behavior, but knew that Ron only meant well. They ran towards the huge house and stopped when a few hexes and curses came their way. Ron and Harry split up and each took cover behind some statues. The hexes kept coming and the boys knew that they couldn't move ahead until they knocked down their source. The boys had the same idea, they used accio to get their brooms, and once they had them, they flew towards the Manor avoiding easily the flying spells. Ron was the first to spot the target, Augustus Rookwood was throwing hex after hex from a window on the second floor of the manor.

"Stupefy." Ron said and the spell hit Rookwood in the chest sending him flying into the room. Harry flew inside first and was followed closely by Ron. Once inside the two boys abandoned their brooms and after using a binding spell on Rookwood they left the room.

They searched the manor truthfully, but they couldn't find anyone there. They both knew that Rookwood hadn't come there alone so they kept searching and they indeed found Dolohov waiting for them in the cellar. The man had both Draco and Teddy with him and they were both unconscious. As the man saw them, he began to laugh.

"You are too late Potter, this time I will have my way. Tell Snape that his godson is with me and it's going to be a pleasure to kill him." In the next moment, the man apparated away not giving the two boys time to react.

Ron cursed loudly while Harry asked himself if he would be able to face Snape after all this time.

TBC….

A/N: Please review.

Spells used:

Accio-this charm summons an object to the caster.

Lumos - creates a narrow beam of light that shines from the wand's tip, like a torch.

Sectumsempra - creates large, blood-oozing gashes on the subject as if said subject had been "slashed by a sword".

Vulnera Sanentur - causes wounds and gashes to heal up and any blood to return to the victim.

Tergeo - a spell used to siphon matter from a surface, blood, ink, dust, etc.

Patronus - incarnation of the Witch's or Wizard's innermost positive emotions to act as a protector against dementors and lethifolds.

Stupefy - stuns victim.
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