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Blood Filled Chalice	By : Blackkitten23 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 50896 -:- 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)
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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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(it knows what I am?) Harry thought as he ate dinner with his housemates.
The rest of the class was basically absorbed in their own chatter and were completely oblivious to the young Slytherin’s situation. The entire school, in fact, was chatting about his boggart encounter, but had no clue on how it effected him. Only three people truly focused on him right now. One was his Dad, of course, and the other two were James and Michael though they just seemed annoyed that he was getting so much attention. Even Fred and George seemed to be happy, but they had no reason to think this may be strange in any way.
With a sigh he tried to shake away his thoughts and settled on trying to talk to the boggart after curfew. He glanced subtly at his Dad and saw a small nod. Hagrid wasn’t told about what boggart said because there simply no time, but he could tell his son was concerned about something more than the boggart’s reaction.
“Harry” the young creature looked up and saw his head of house “when you’re done with dinner I’m going to take you to the headmistress’s office. There’s something we want to discuss with you about your education and an opportunity you might find useful” Severus explained quietly.
(an opportunity? It doesn’t sound like this is about the boggart incident) Harry mentally concluded and was relieved that he wasn’t in trouble “ok Professor Snape” he said and once his meal was done he left the table with his potions professor. On the way he noticed Michael pause in his gluttonous shoveling of food down his throat to see Harry being escorted away. Harry looked away with a smile to make it clear he wasn’t in trouble, but that only made the Gryffindor twin scowl.
Severus noticed the subtle exchange between the two Potter boys and Harry’s sigh after “your attempt to maintain some peace isn’t going to work”
“it never has, but I can’t be the one to start something. Not with them” Harry said tiredly. He wasn’t sure how long he could keep from biting one of the Potters. When he follows orders from a professor, such as the videotaping at the museum, he gets hurt. Every time he’s praised he gets a scowl. How is he supposed to make it appear that he’s mending family bonds like James wants when Michael gets angry and violent with every shred of happiness Harry earns? Is he expected to kiss his brother’s feet or something? If so then there’s going to be a problem because he might just claw James and Michael first.
“you might not have to worry about any of them for a while” Severus said almost teasingly in his refusal to reveal anymore to the calm boy who was curiously watching him as they walked down the hallways.
When they reached the statue of the griffin Severus said a password and it started moving upwards. As it moved a staircase was revealed, but so was something. No one would think much of the faded scaled pattern winding up the pillar. It could easily be mistaken for a symbol for Slytherin, but Harry spotted a skull carved at the end of the snake’s tail. It was a symbol for the dark lord cleverly hidden as an old Hogwarts house symbol. It also served as a disturbing reminder for the creature who felt a chill go up his spine as he followed the professor up to the resident Death Eater’s office. His Dad can say she is unwittingly on their side, but that doesn’t mean he will drop his guard around her any time soon.
Minerva was talking to someone who was seated in one of the tall chairs in front of her desk when Severus and Harry came in, but once they entered she turned her attention to them “thank you for coming. Harry please have a seat. I’d like you to meet Lucius Malfoy”
Harry’s eyes widened slightly as he took the seat next to Lucius “It’s good to meet you sir. Draco talks a lot about you and Lady Malfoy” he said with a polite bow of his head.
Lucius smiled at the well mannered child “it’s a pleasure to meet you as well Harry. Please call me Lucius”
The headmistress gestured for Severus to have a seat in the new chair she conjured for him “now Harry, Lucius has an opportunity for you, but something has reached my attention that concerns me and since Lucius is on the Board of Education I felt he should hear this. Since the incident with the pantry and bludgers I have been randomly checking in on classes and I noticed you fly much better in your flying class than your grades suggest. Also you took your name off the list for those who wish to stay here over the holidays right after a flying class just the other day. Is there a reason?”
“my presence at the Potter mansion became crucial” Harry said flatly. He is far passed caring at this point. If it wasn’t for the Weasleys he would’ve spilled everything … minus certain blood drinking traits and other related qualities.
Severus eyes narrowed “crucial? Was the necessity of your presence important enough to mess with your grades?”
“that’s minor in comparison, but before any other questions about that are asked may I pose a financial question of you Lucius?” Harry asked taking the opportunity to see if James was blowing smoke or if this was a real threat against the Weasleys while the head of a powerful pureblood family like the Potters was here. After all if anyone would know about Gringotts’s special wallet service it’d be a Malfoy. He didn’t ask any students because his peers might not know. What kid would know all the ins and outs of their family’s financial state? None that he knows of.
Lucius raised an elegant eyebrow “I see no reason why not”
“I was told about the existence of a bottomless wallet connected to ones vault in Gringotts that’s reserved for the elite clients. Is that true and if so is it even possible for something created by the goblins to be easy to steal from?” Harry asked not surprisingly earning odd looks. It wasn’t because he said something that implied he intended to steal. None of them believed that was the case, but they were curious as to how this was connected to the clearly manipulated grades.
“yes such a item exists” Lucius answered and really he wasn’t surprised Harry didn’t know. Even if Harry’s life was entirely spent with the Potters it’s unlikely he’d know this. Draco doesn’t even know and most kids fro such families will not be told until they are at a stage in life where they can be trusted with small amounts of spending. The Malfoy intends to tell his son at 13 when the trips to Hogsmeade start “and no, it would be impossible take from that wallet unless you own it. Even if you gave someone permission they can’t even open the bag and the bag has a lock charm to prevent it rom being lost. It won’t leave your side and no one can get in. If one tried … well it’s goblin made so all I can say is you better have a death wish and have a tombstone picked out before attempting that”
“so you can’t just point at a family and accuse them of stealing from you through said wallet?” Harry asked confirming his suspicions.
It never sat right with him. After all goblins are scary protective of the money in their bank. His Dad also thought something wasn’t right too, but it’s not like his Dad, who’s not an elite, can waltz into Gringotts and ask for information on an item reserved for only elite clients. Harry could get away with it if he wasn’t in school or a creature. The goblins may be discreet, but there’s no guarantee they’d keep the secret of the child from the parent …
Lucius’s eyes widened (so that’s it … James Potter threatened someone Harry cares for with a theft charge) he thought and those thoughts were shared by the two other adults “anyone who tried that would immediately get fined for filing a false report and succeed in insulting the goblins, which has consequences of it’s own”
“that’s good to know” Harry said with only a slight sagging of his shoulders as the only sign of his relief.
Minerva leaned back in her chair “it seems you and I have more to discuss about appropriate behavior of a certain staff member” she commented clearly implying that James’ conduct would be reviewed. Technically they couldn’t address the blackmail since he can’t truly go through with the threat and now Harry knows the truth meaning all that leverage is gone, but they can bring up the grades “but lets get back to the main reason we brought you here Harry. Lucius found a policy for a program where students may benefit from a series of apprenticeships instead of a schooling format”
“it’s not something for anyone lazy mostly because you will be studying with the masters of each craft throughout the year. There is no break over the summer nor is there anytime to go home and it requires discipline, which is why students rarely try it. You have the grades for it and you have been seen tutoring other students so we know you’re a people person, which has to be a quality because no one wants to remove a poorly social person from kids their own age. It has been proven to have an adverse affect on magical development. The program will start the first term you sign up so if you sign now you can begin right after the holidays. All your teachers from the necessary core classes signed giving you permission to go. Flying is not a core class so your- … Professor Potter has no clue nor can he tell you not to go” Lucius’s lip twitched at the grateful smile that came to Harry’s lips. Obviously the young wizard really hates having James referred to as his father ”but I should warn you it means you won’t return until you’re 15. You’ll go through your fifth year like everyone else, but you will be taking the NEWTs instead of the OWLs your fellow fifth year peers will have” he said as he placed a document down in front of Harry as the headmistress pulled out a quill and inkwell.
The young wizard seemed to take a second to weigh out any possible downsides before taking the offered quill and signing his name “will there be someone coming with me? Who will I need to stay in contact with from school?” Harry asked as he put the quill back (15 huh … I’ll be a legal adult when I retutrn)
Severus smirked glad to see his snake understood the situation “you’re required to send, myself and the headmistress weekly letters including a progress report signed by the master you’re with at that time and a current picture of you. You will be sent to 7 masters. As for who you will be raveling with that is up to the Board of Education”
“ah yes …” Lucius pulled out a file from his robe pocket and gave it to Harry. On the front was a picture of an older gentleman with his blueish gray hair pulled back n a low pony tail and had clunky glasses covering brown eyes “this file has the names all the masters you’ll meet and your escort along with basic details on each of them. Your escort’s name is name is Dr. Izeki Medikua and is a former board member as well as a healer. The file also doubles as a portkey so you will be taken straight to Izeki when it activates, which will be boon of the last day of the holidays. You only need to hold it and say ‘abroad’. Even Izeki didn’t know of this program until I contacted him it was that rarely used. I only found out after some research”
“how ridiculous! I bet it was just forgotten after the first students who took it complained or something. This program is definitely not for everyone, but someone will find it beneficial. I will make a note to remind students that it exists oh! I almost forgot! Unfortunately the holiday sign up sheet is noe magically locked so I can’t change the sign up sheet so you have to go to the Potters’ home for the holiday break, but it’s only a week and then you won’t have to worry about anything save for your studies. Do you have any questions Harry?” Minerva asked a she jotted down a note on her list of announcements for that day.
That last part wasn’t really true. She tells people, has for years, that she set the sign up sheet so it locks after a while to avoid confusion with last minute changes, but that wasn’t true. As much as helping Harry will cause trouble she knows that forcing this holiday reunion to happen will definitely cause trouble. A part of Harry knew it was a lie, but right now it didn’t matter. He can survive one week …
(yeah … how lucky can I be?) Harry thought in shock. It wasn’t just the chance to be rid of the Potters for years it was also he person chosen to be his escort. Years ago, when James attacked Harry, Hagrid took Harry to a healer known to have great experience healing creatures and humans. Izeki was that very person who healed his wrist and gashes! Hagrid also went too Izeki to information on punishments that a dangerous creature may face if not properly registered. It couldn’t get more perfect! Izeki not only knows about him, but can help him stay in touch with his Dad! “no, I don’t have any questions headmistress, thank you for this opportunity. Thank you Lucius, thank you professor”
Severus chuckled as Lucius gave a pleased smile and the headmistress nodded “it’s later than I expected. After curfew no less. Come Harry, I’ll take you back to the dorm” the potion professor said as he stood up,
With a polite bow towards the Lord Malfoy and the Death Eater headmistress Harry followed his head of house, but he noticed a familiar scent (Michael? … that’s odd … I can smell him and hear his stomach as if he’s only a couple feet in front of me, but I can’t see him … maybe I should try to expose him. it’s not safe to wander around alone … without claws that is) Harry thought as he followed the professor into the hall in front of the griffin statue. He didn’t smell Michael in the office so it stands to reason that he didn’t overhear anything since he was sure their would be privacy spells keeping people from hearing what’s going on inside, while allowing those inside to hear what’s going on outside. As if responding to Harry’s last thoughts a gust of wind blew through the halls and kicked up the invisibility cloak that was hiding Michael exposing over half of his body … and right in front of the professor “I didn’t see that coming”
“MICHAEL POTTER!” Severus roared as he grabbed the cloak and took it away from the boy just as the headmistress and Lucius came out to see what the fuss was about “you’re in big trouble! Who gave you this?”
Michael snarled and tried to snatch the cloak back, but the professor held it out of his reach “fuck you! I’ll never tell you! Now give back my Dad’s cloak!”
Everyone deadpanned at that incredibly stroke of idiocy and the fact that Michael didn’t seem to realize his slip up …
“how am I related to you again?” Harry muttered in disbelief.
Minerva shook her head in irritation as the bratty twin continued to flail about in his quest for the cloak “I’m starting to wonder that myself … Professor Snape I’ll handle him. You get Harry to the dorms before it gets much later”
“yes headmistress” Severus said and handed Minerva the cloak so he could take Harry back to the Slytherin dorm.
As Michael stood in his spot scowling and clearly not realizing the trouble he’s in Minerva sighed “I’m sorry Lucius, but since it seems we have more to discuss about James’ decision making than I thought and I now have another Potter to deal with could we reschedule?”
“yes of course. At this rate I should get the rest of the board involved too. We should even consider bring up ending his employment” Lucius said softly so only the headmistress could hear and he had a good point. Anyone dumb enough to keep such an item around kids shouldn’t be a teacher.
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Hagrid grabbed his lantern and headed out of his hut to meet up with Harry. It was driving him a bit nutty not knowing what was going on. Why did the boggart react in such a way? Why did Severus take Harry? Was he in trouble? He hoped Harry can explain everything soon.
“hey Dad … sorry, it took me a while because the meeting took way longer than expected and Professor Snape had to take me all the way back to my room” Harry said while walking out of the darkness.
“it’s alright little giant. Now what is going on here?” Hagrid asked relieved to see his son in better spirits.
‘first off the boggart knows what I am … I need to talk to that boggart. I’ll explain what the meeting was about later, but no worries. It’s going to be awesome news” Harry said as he and his Dad quietly slipped down the halls carefully avoiding all the portraits and, thanks to his own enchanted map, Fred and George who were most likely setting up a prank. In a few minutes Hagrid was unlocking the DADA door and they were walking in.
Harry tapped on the cabinet door “excuse me … can I talk to you?”
Unlike in class earlier the boggart spoke loud enough for them both to hear. Of course during the class everyone was chattering and gossiping over Harry’s ‘scaring the boggart’ moment as if it was impressive. It took the Professor a couple minutes to get everyone to cam down so maybe that’s why no one else heard it “scaring a creature like you will leave me burned. Angering a creature like you will leave me clawed and burned. If you must speak young Magic then speak, but I will not emerge” it said sharply making Harry twitch. Clearly this boggart knew about the claws and acid.
“young magic? Is that another way of saying wizard?” Hagrid asked curiously. He never heard the saying before.
“a wizard is a wizard, you are a half giant half wizard, he is a young Magic. The descendent of the guide and the first ones” the cabinet shook slightly as if the creature inside was readjusting.
“ummm ok? Do I have a name?” Harry asked trying something concert out of the boggart.
“magic”
“yes you said that, but what kind of creature do you mean? Magic really isn’t a creature” Harry remarked getting a touch annoyed. They haven’t found a single clue to tell them what he is until now, but this boggart, who clearly knows something, won’t tell them. The boggart just keeps speaking in riddles, which is ironic considering they’re in the classroom that hosts the class taught by Professor Riddle…
Hagrid laid a big hand on Harry’s head warning him to calm down “lets try a different question. What were the first ones? Do they have names?” Hagrid asked hoping to use this information to look up any human records that might reveal what humans called Harry’s species.
“wizards and witches … Black, Potter, Malfoy, Greengrass, Nott-” the boggart continued listing 40 names 28 of which were the Sacred 28 families and Merlin himself.
“well … I’m going to need to review that list in the pensieve at home in order to remember it. How do you remember this?” Harry asked.
“if 50 generations of wizards pass, only 3 generations of boggarts pass. The stories are fresh” said the boggart you continued answering in circles after that so Harry left with his Dad. They returned to the hut and relaxed with some tea, and blood for the young creature, as Harry explained the program he signed up for.
Harry sighed “the chance to get out of the Potters’ reach is great, but I wish the boggart was a little more clear. I feel like I got an answer without actually getting an answer”
“perhaps it’s a good thing you’re stopping by the Potters for one holiday” Hagrid said thoughtfully.
“yeah, the boggart did say their names. I can at least poke around their library” Harry said happy to have one solid reason to be in that house.
The half giant sipped his hot tea and shook his head “I was more interested in you finding a way to get in the Black manor. It was years before you were born, but when James’ parents died and he became the head of the family he apparently dumped a lot of the library because he wanted his family to be seen as a light family instead of the dark family it once as. It was a stupid reason since no one cared about that except the Dark Lord who waged war for that idea of a pure dark race of wizards and witches. Anyway, it was stated in the paper that before the Blacks died leaving the sole heir in charge they bought all the books from James. I haven’t heard anything about them being sold again so everything could still be there. Sirius Black is apparently your godfather so hopefully it’ll be easy”
“so I just need to find a moment to get into the Black library and find a series of ancient documents pertaining to my kind without anyone knowing … sounds easy” Harry mumbled sarcastically and gulped down the last of his blood. He’ll need all the strength he can get if he’s going to make it through the holidays with them …
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