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Blood Filled Chalice	By : Blackkitten23 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 50892 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 11
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Chapter List
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(I’m thinking)
“I’m speaking”
Pairing: Yaoi M/M, Harem – top Harry x bottoms Fred / George / Albus / Gellert / Severus / Tom (TMR)
Last Time:
The rest of the feast was great, but the real challenge came when everyone else went to bed except for Hagrid and Harry who had to figure out how to hide these wings. It took awhile, but they were able to gently tuck the wings back under the skin through the nearly invisible slits … the next few nights will be spent learning to use them …
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Gellert sat next to Albus as breakfast got under way “did you hear anything strange last night Albus? Something collided into the wall outside my window and it kind of freaked me out”
“actually yes, but the wind was very strong last night so it could’ve been anything” Albus said unconcerned.
(or it was a creature trying out his new wings) Hagrid thought nearly biting his tongue as he listened to the young professors and he decided to change the topic “I did find lots of debris everywhere and a few Hippogriffs were missing some feathers so there might have been some flying issues. That storm came out of no where, but more importantly I was able get Tom a boggart for his lesson. A very nice boggart that has been used in classes with aurors before” he said casually hoping they won’t think too deeply about last night and what may have hit their windows.
At first he was concerned about what the boggart might reveal if it sees Harry, but the boggart he managed to find is a boggart that trained with aurors. This role requires the boggart to not reveal a person’s true fear if their fear reveals what they are and to show a different fear. It’s part of the training because the aurors are supposed to learn to distinguish creatures by sight and having a boggart give away the answer won’t help weed out the idiots. It should be wary enough to not reveal exactly what Harry fears, which wasn’t a difficult answer to find once you know his needs to drink blood. It had to be a fear of losing control. The fear Harry felt when he was near the dark lord was basic survival instinct telling him there’s danger. The Potters are fools and just annoying, but when Harry nearly drained Marcus at the bludger incident he truly felt scared.
Tom smiled “thank you Hagrid. I have wanted to try something a little different this year instead of solely dueling. If this works out then maybe I’ll keep it in the lesson plans from now on”
“you might have a problem if Michael sees the boggart. Either nothing will happen or he’ll see You-Know-Who” James commented trying to impress those around him with his son’s accomplishments.
Hagrid mentally rolled his eyes. Michael wasn’t tough or hardened in any way. The spoiled brat was probably scared of something truly pathetic “does he remember that night? That’s impressive! I don’t know a single being that recalls something that occurred when they were such little tykes!” he exclaimed ‘accidently’ crushing James’ theory that the boggart would become the Dark Lord much to everyone’s amusement even Harry who was listening in from the Slytherin table.
(yeah … kind of hard to fear someone you don’t even remember especially when people say you easily defeated him as a kid. At least I won’t have to worry about the boggart until tomorrow) Harry thought as he slipped a few extra pieces of bacon onto his plate. The only thing he hates is that he has to attend another flying class today. With that in mind he wondered if he’d prefer the boggart over seeing James …
Each day he sees the Flying instructor it gets more and more tense. The creature was getting concerned about the upcoming holidays. As much as he wanted to spend Yule with his Dad he had a growing suspicion that that won’t be allowed. James is technically his father so he could be forced to spend the holidays with the Potters and that was not something he wanted to deal with. Harry just wanted to activate his portkey and go to his home miles away and celebrate Yule with his Dad and that massive basilisk named Sara, but that’s not likely …
Draco nudged Harry who seemed lost in thought “you alright mate?”
“yeah … just thinking about the holiday break in a few weeks. It’s still awhile off, but I’m not sure what will happen …” Harry admitted. He couldn’t tell them everything, but he did feel that the Slytherins were friends.
Theo frowned “that’s right, you spent years with your guardian, but now the Potter family are involved and it’s not like the headmistress can take you away from them …”
“this is ridiculous” Draco muttered shooting an annoyed yet subtle glare at Professor Potter “I will write my father. He’s on the Board of Education so he would be able to help in some way” he said. Of course he fully intended to tell his father about the scars on his friend’s back and the possibly not so legal guardian issue. It wasn’t hard to see that Harry had no life with his parents after a certain point and that meant that Harry’s guardian was not close to the Potters if they knew him at all. Otherwise they would most likely have some clue on the goings on with Harry’s life, but they are clueless. Draco wanted to make it clear that Harry might be safer with his guardian even if it could be considered a kidnaping.
“thanks Draco” Harry said gratefully. Any advice would be great as far as he was concerned. Unfortunately it was time to go to flying class, which was not the best part of the week, but at least it only happened twice a week. Harry wasn’t really cheered up by that fact as he and the other Slytherins made their way onto the courtyard where Professor Potter was waiting. James must’ve sprinted at full speed to get from the Great Hall to the courtyard before them and considering the way the instructor was looking at him Harry had a sneaking suspicion as to why …
James was a touch out of breath, but he still grinned as the rest of his students ran onto the field “ok everyone, we are going to test each of your skills on a broom today. Do you all see the rings floating above us?” he asked and all his students looked up to see a set of 17 rings floating at different levels in the sky “each ring has a number and you will go through each as fast as you can without hitting the rings or stopping. The only rings you stop at are the two red ones and it must be a full stop before going through the rest of the course, which will end at the other side of the course. The highest ring has a bell you must ring so I know you went through it properly. First up Draco Malfoy!” James exclaimed.
That was a red flag right there. The flying instructor never did the Slytherins first in any of the previous tests, but that wasn’t all. James motive became clear when Harry was the only Slytherin left when the Gryffindors started getting called. Finally Michael was told to take flight and Harry was the only student left on this side of the courtyard.
“Harry this needs to stop now” James said firmly after visibly giving Michael a perfect score on the clip-board before Michael even made it through the first ring.
Harry mentally rolled his eyes in disgust at the blatant favoritism when most of the class, from what Harry could see, did better than what Michael was doing “considering you’re the one who will get the backlash if people find out I don’t see why I should care”
“listen to me!” James snapped actually getting frustrated. Never would he have thought it would be this hard to convince a boy to forgive him. Offering money, gifts and all sorts of things didn’t stop that stunt at the costume contest so only one option was left “since you insist on being uncooperative I have no choice. If you don’t come back to our family I will call in the debts the Weasley family owes us. They needed a lot of financial help over the years and owe us a lot of money”
As furious as Harry was he managed to appear impassive “you would leave a family homeless, Michael’s best friend’s family no less, all to keep the fact that you abandoned me when you thought I was a squib? For what? To protect your reputation? How intact would your reputation be if you hurt the Weasleys?”
It was the complete lack of reaction that startled James, but this was actually one reason he hated Slytherins. You couldn’t just fool them or expect them to take your word as truth. He never could get away with his antics around them and it pissed him off “it has to be done. I won’t allow the Potter family to be tainted. Keep in mind that there is no reason to personally go into the bank to withdraw money as a member of a family like ours. I’m given a bag that is connected to the bank vaults. I can claim they stole straight from that bag. I will turn the Weasleys into the villains if you don’t start acting like family”
“this is exactly the kind of attitude that got you in this predicament in the first place. Tell me professor, how deep of a hole are you willing to dig for yourself?” Harry asked and in the distance a bell could be heard. The creature never fully answered the question, but what choice did he have? He knew Fred and George would know something is wrong right away, which made him feel a bit better, but this left a bitter taste in his mouth none the less “I will come over Yule”
“Christmas” James corrected. The professor hated his wizarding family’s stuffy traditions. Of course he was told it’s because he was greedy and never opened his heart to the magic in nature so he couldn’t feel the power and therefore couldn’t understand why magical people practice those traditions like Yule. It was foolishness as far as he was concerned. Lily never felt what was so special about the seasonal rituals either so there must not be much to it.
Harry raised an eyebrow before silently summoning the broom to his hand “I celebrate Yule. I believe I made that clear over Samhain- oh right, you call it Halloween” Harry said mockingly as he saw Michael touch down on the other side of the courtyard. Granted he and his father had to shorten their usual celebration because of the new additions coming out of his back, but they did still get a little celebration in after getting the wings under control. Now those flying lessons he preferred … even if last night got a little rough with all the wind…
“your family celebrates Christmas” James sneered making it clear what he wanted Harry to do.
“sorry professor, but I can’t celebrate a religion where its people use to hunt and kill us” Harry mentally smirked as James gaped. No one really bothers to look at the history behind the religions and holidays they celebrate “I believe it’s my turn Professor Potter”
James blinked “yeah … go ahead” he muttered. As Harry shot up into the sky the flying instructor was left wondering if that was true. In the end he brushed it off as a lie and instead of considering looking for the truth he took off two points on Harry’s flying grade despite the fact that it was excellent.
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Lucius took the letter from the owl’s beak “it’s from Draco. I hope everything is alright in school” he commented as he opened the first letter he received from his son during school. Personally Lucius wanted more letters from his son, but the term is always busy especially the first one. He did get a letter after that horrid incident with cursed bludgers, but Draco simply said that he was fine and so was everyone else. Not much beyond that, bu it was a traumatic event. This letter, however, was much longer and detailed everything going on …
At first he smiled since it seemed like Draco found a few friends, but then he frowned at the name Harry Potter. Other than being insufferable arrogant fools he held no ill will towards the Potters. Lily did try to get her gold digging hooks in the Malfoy family fortune, but he wasn’t dumb enough to fall for her advances. She was only a muggle-born witch who wanted everything on a silver platter and her son was the same, Boy Who Lived or not!
Harry Potter on the other hand seems to be cut from a completely different cloth. Kind, understanding, helpful, non confrontational … basically everything the Potters weren’t and Draco seemed worried about the boy, but after reading about the scars on the boy’s body Lucius was as well. He recalled a few old policies that can possibly be useful in this time. It should help Harry more time away from the Potters …
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“he’s an ass” Harry growled as he looked up at the star lit sky from his Dad’s shoulder.
Hagrid frowned as he felt his son shift position to pull off his shirt and gloves “that was a cruel move, but don’t let get under your skin”
“why not? There’s acid under my skin” the creature said with a playful smirk.
The half giant chuckled “quite right … now lets try this again” Hagrid held out his arm so Harry could walk onto it.
The young creature let his wings out of his back in one fluid motion before kicking off into the night sky. Feeling the wind across his skin as he soared higher. So high, in fact, that he was reaching the top of the Gryffindor tower. He was actually at the perfect spot to get a peek through the windows …
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“so Professor Potter was alone with Harry?” Fred asked suspiciously a he and George began undressing in perfect sync. The shirts and ties fell to the floor first …
Ron shrugged not thinking it was a big deal “yeah, but it was too far away to know what was going on. Maybe they were talking about the holidays coming up. You guys should invite Harry” Ron snickered as his brothers froze. He didn’t realize that the twins froze because they were worried for they both realized James most likely tried threatening Harry. After all there’s no way Harry would willing go to spend the holidays with the Potters so James would need to ‘convince’ him, but how? What would James use to force Harry back into the family?
As the twins pondered the possible trouble Harry is in they nodded “we will” they both mumbled as they pulled there pants down only to jump when Ron yelped.
“I swear I saw something pass the window!” Ron stuttered pointing to the window behind his brothers, but they turned to see nothing “huh … maybe you guys entranced it with the power of your butts” Ron snickered and ended up getting pummeled with pillows for the comment ..
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Hagrid ran through the forest trying to find Harry who suddenly spiraled out of control and fell towards the ground “Harry!” he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Harry clinging upside to a tree branch “little giant are you alright?”
The clearly dazed red eyes settled on the half giant who effortlessly plucked him out of the tree “two full moons”
“two full moons?” Hagrid raised an eyebrow as he looked up at the clear night sky. There wasn’t even one full moon out for Harry to see double of if he hit his head. That’s when he realized Harry went right passed the Gryffindor tower “my little giant isn’t so little any more”
That comment snapped Harry back to his senses “DAD!” Harry exclaimed in embarrassment as his cheeks turned red.
“it’s nothing to be embarrassed about Harry though I must say I don’t approve of peeping in windows” Hagrid teased with a fake scolding tone that only succeeded in making Harry blush more.
About an hour passed and Harry was sitting in the hut with his Dad drinking a mug of blood to recover from all that flying practice “I don’t want to be around them let alone trapped in the same house”
“I know, but it won’t be all that bad considering you can portkey or floo away at any point. I doubt those idiots would notice if you disappeared for a while” Hagrid said calmly despite the fact that he was furious with the flying instructor for blackmailing his son “I will contact the headmistress-” the look of shock that crossed the young creature’s face made him chuckle “she may be a Death Eater, but keep in mind she can’t draw attention to herself for her master so she needs to play headmistress to the best of her abilities. I will make my concerns as your guardian clear. I suspect she will be more likely to help us than any other possibility out there”
Harry frowned “why? …because we’re causing trouble for Michael?” he pondered out loud. It seemed like a very petty reason, but if the Dark wizard Gaunt wanted to mess with anyone it would be the boy who destroyed his body …
“it would make sense. McGonagall seems to enjoy praising you just to get under Michael’s skin. In order to keep up that drama she may be willing to help to avoid some potential legal issues. Of course I won’t use my full name. I’ll simply sign as Rubeus since no one knows my first name” Hagrid said casually. Every person at Hogwarts called him Hagrid for years even before McGonagall’s time as a student and when he himself was a student. He knew he could get away with it easily.
The next morning at breakfast a hawk flew Harry recognized landed in front the headmistress next to a black owl. To say Harry was nervous that this plan would backfire and his Dad would get hurt in he process was an understatement. For a few seconds the creature was petrified but as the headmistress’s interest seemed to peek as she skimmed through the letters Harry found himself calming down. For a while nothing seemed to come of it so Harry pushed it to the back of his mind and went through his classes as usual. He tried to focus on the recent addition to the DADA class …
“so there is a boggart in class” Harry heard Blaise comment, but the creature needed no reminders … he could smell the damn thing. Hagrid said he shouldn’t worry because the boggart was trained so he sat with the Slyherins and tried to ignore the eyes of his brother which were glaring at him. Perhaps James told Michael about the deal and Michael wasn’t happy that Harry was still ignoring him. James can whine about it later, but what did the fool expect. It would be strange if Harry did a complete change in personality over an hour. Speaking of he felt the need to find and warn the Weasley twins who he was sure were suspicious considering they had been casting glances at him and James at every meal …
‘it will be interesting to see what these hatchlings fear … oh! Quick get in a skin cloth and be ready to quell your mate’s fears- wait … can you run with that plug in your-’
“ok class time to try a new test” Tom exclaimed deliberately interrupting the serpent.
‘so that’s how it’s going to be … I wonder how your future mate will react when a mysterious note appears saying that your biggest fear is an older version of him regretting you’
‘manipulative snake! I told you I can’t wear lingerie in front of students’ Tom snapped as the students, who have long since gotten used to the weird arguments they couldn’t understand, just deadpanned. Harry on the other hand was trying not to imagine his professor in a slinky lacy outfit.
‘and yet you and Albus wear mating skin cloths under your proper skin cloths. Oh! Keep your mate after class and shed the proper skin cloths. See no trouble!’ Nagini said excitedly making Tom blush lightly.
‘no and I don’t even want to know how you know about what I wear under my uniform’ Tom grumbled as he focused back on his students and tried to ignore his familiar, the feeling of the sexy silky fabric against his genitals, the plug stretching his hot hole and Harry’s eyes “now you will line up and confront the boggart in this cabinet, but first I will teach you a spell that affects the boggart. When it looks like you have the spell down picture something hilarious and wait your turn”
One by one everyone recited the spell after Tom and copied the wrist motions before lining up not knowing that they were being treated to Nagini’s commentary …
She as she coiled up next to the cabinet the boggart was and watched a nervous Gryffindor step up ‘clowns? What a foolish fear. You simply need to bite them and they run screaming’ the serpent hissed when the boggart in clown form exited the cabinet and was quickly spelled. Ron stepped up next ‘oooh spiders make sense. I remember that time you bitten by a spider on a camping trip and your backside doubled in size … hmmm there’s an idea-no never mind, I doubt your future mate would care about your backside. It has an alluring jiggle already, but I wonder if walking around aroused will help. I’m sure seeing you in an aroused state will make him claim you! Just start playing and I’ll lure your mate-’
‘just stop talking’ Tom said as he actually held the serpent’s mouth shut with his hand as he watched each student complete the boggart test. At some point his other hand subtly reached back to touch his butt ‘does my butt jiggle?’ he asked accidently letting Nagini’s mouth go.
‘like a bubble … the smug liar is up. This should be useful’ Nagini hissed keeping eye on Michael and the boggart that was current was a werewolf before being turned into a pink puppy plush. All the Slytherins watched as Michael stood in front of he puppy. The boggart actually seemed to snort in amusement before turning into a large demonic … bunny? Harry raised an eyebrow at the odd fear, but kept his mouth shut even though he could see his brother shivering in front of him.
“the spell Michael” Tom reminded a bit puzzled as to what would cause a fear of bunnies. Michael finally snapped to his senses and cast the spell turning the boggart into a kitten. Last but not least Harry stepped in front of the boggart in kitten form and something unexpected happened. The kitten looked at Harry and ran into the cabinet where it shut itself in. While everyone else burst out in awed and impressed chatter about how Harry either has no fears or managed to scare a boggart Harry focused his hearing on the cabinet.
The boggart said something below the hearing range for humans and it sounded like ‘eyes of blood, hair of blood, protected mind … its kind has returned’
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