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Truth is Out	By : AWiltedRoseSighs Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Voldemort Views: 24034 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 10
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Chapter List
- 1-Prologue
- 2-Chapter One
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The table in the grimy kitchen of Grimmauld place was completely full. There was to be an order meeting afterwards, and since it would be the last meeting before all of the children went back to school they made a big meal out of it. Harry took a sip of his drink before frowning at his cup. “Does anybody else’s butterbeer taste odd?” He asked.

Hermione looked at him oddly. “Not mine, what does it taste like?”

“I suppose that it tastes like those disgusting nutrient potions Madame Pomfrey gives me in private.” Harry answered, giving a shrug before taking another sip and starting to eat, not noticing that the conversation around the table had completely died out.

“Why is Madame Pomfrey giving you nutrient potions?” Hermione asked, shocked.

Harry’s eye rose from his food and looked at his friend. “Because the Dursleys don’t feed me if I do something wrong, which happens quite a lot.” He shrugged again before blushing and turning back to his food. “At least they’ve moved me out of the cupboard.”

Hermione looked around and noticed that everybody, including a glaring Snape was watching them and listening to their conversation. “What cupboard?”

“The cupboard under the stairs, it’s been my bedroom for as long as I can remember. Heck, one of my earliest memories was writing Harry’s Room in the corner under the bed with a red crayon.” Harry once again returned to his food, so he did not notice the aghast looks that he was getting from the female population at the table.

“A… a cupboard?” Hermione whispered.

“Yep.” Harry said, popping the p. “There were these spiders there,” Ron shuddered, “I named one of them Face.”

Eyebrows raised around the table, and George game him an odd look. “You named a spider face?”

Harry nodded. “Yeah.”

“Why?” Asked Fred.

“Because I kept waking up with it on my face.” He said so matter-of-factly, with such an innocent look on his face, that what started as a few spontaneous snickers, escalated in chortles and guffaws from the people who sat around the table.

Ginny, seizing the opportunity, stood from her seat and walked so that she was standing across the table from Harry, and sat down, squeezing in between Hermione and Ron. “In the Chamber of Secrets, when I woke up, why did you look like you were about to pass out?”

“Because I got bitten by a basilisk and I was dying.”

“IT BIT YOU!” Hermione yelled. “WHY ON EARTH DIDN’T YOU SAY SOMETHING TO SOMEONE.”

Harry snorted. “Dear Professor Snape, I got bit by a basilisk. Sorry I didn’t die. Love, Harry Potter.” He rolled his eyes, before turning back to his food once again. “That would have went well. Or wait! Dear Uncle Vernon, I got bit by an extremely venomous snake, and then, probably seconds away from dying, a bird with magical healing tears cried on me. Thanks for trying to beat the magic out of me, Your favorite Nephew, The Freak.” Harry was suddenly boiling with anger. “Oooh oooh wait! How about Dear everybody who has treated me like shit this year because they think I’m evil, sorry I didn’t die when I got bit by a basilisk while trying to save your lives, The Heir of Slytherin. Nobody listens, nobody cares! That’s why I didn’t say anything. First they all hated me because I lost a hundred fifty points for helping Hagrid ship a baby dragon off to Romania. Let’s not mention that said Dragon could have flew into the Great Hall and slaughtered everyone.”

“You should have told me!” Hermione growled.

“It didn’t matter! Fawkes cried on the wound and I survived. End of story.”

“How many times have you almost died?”

“At least ten.”

“What?” Sirius said, in shock, “when? How? You’re only fifteen!”

“Well, there was the time that my cousin pushed me down the stairs when I was five and then jumped up and down on me. I couldn’t move for a week, and if it weren’t for my magic I would have died. Then there was the time when I was seven, and I was locked in the cupboard, and my ‘family’ went on vacation. They probably wouldn’t have remembered I was there if they hadn’t have smelled me. Then there-.” The clouds in Harry’s eyes suddenly disappeared, and then his eyes slowly widened, and he glared around the room. “Who put something in my drink?” His voice came out as quiet venom, the temperature in the room rising.

“I..” Hermione started, making Harry’s narrowed eyes fall on her. “I did Harry.”

“Why?” He growled so quietly it was nearly a hiss.

“Because you deserve better-.”

“I TRUSTED YOU!” He yelled, and those that wanted to back away, suddenly found that they were stuck to their chairs. “YOU WERE MY SISTER! THE ONLY FRIEND WHO HAD NEVER TURNED THEIR BACK ON ME AT ONE TIME OR ANOTHER! THE CONSTANT ON A SHORT LIST OF PEOPLE THAT I TRUST!” Harry’s voice grew quiet, as he stood, and walked away from the table. “Maybe he was right, and by being here I am just allowing myself to be deceived.” As he walked away, they heard the front door open, and since it was not closed, heard the crack of apparition.

Snape ran his hands down his face, before standing out of his chair, shaking his head. “Miss Granger, you have no idea what you have just done!”

“Wha-?”

“I am being called, I must go.” Snape said, before turning around on his heel and walking out of the open door, and slamming it shut behind him, awakening the portraits, and releasing everybody from their seats.
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