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Slyth's Snakepit	By : Tanya Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 46659 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 10
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A/N: Finally some Snape action in this chapter! Figured I better bring in my other dark and dreamy boyo :)
While Harry was having his mind blown by all of the information Griphook was giving him Severus Snape sat in his garden at Spinner's End. He had been working steadily all morning tending to his plants and potions ingredients. Of course he had a house elf that could attend to these things, and the elf did when he was away, but he loved the therapy provided from hours of mind numbing work. It gave him a chance to think of something other than the impending war, Voldemort, Dumbledore and everything in between that was preventing him from having a life.
For starters he hated teaching those brainless idiots. Potions was a subtle art and very few children he had encountered over the years actually had any inclination of ability. Draco Malfoy of course was held very high in this regard, being his godfather meant that he had spent hours teaching him all that he could. He also had to admit that the Weasley twins had a penchant for potions, although he would never say it out loud but their inventions were unbelievably talented.
Second to that or in fact probably above that issue was Dumbledore. He had forced Severus to become a teacher in order to be best placed to be his spy. Of course Voldemort also thought this was his cunning idea. He was completely unsure sometimes which of his masters he hated the most. He always thought it was the Dark Lord but then Albus had this spectacular way of manipulating everyone for even the tiniest bit of advantage in his favour. Severus could see it plain as day but he couldn't stop it. He needed the Light side to be victorious, he could never fathom a world where Lily Potter's murderer ruled with an iron fist and most likely a crazy laugh. However, he always hoped that others would see through Dumbledore but nobody ever seemed to. They were all too caught up in his twinkly eyes to ever see that he was screwing them all, especially Potter. True he had always held the boy in contempt because of who his father was but he had seen enough during their failed occlumency lessons to know that all was not right with the boy. He was also still lily's son. Oh how his heart ached when he thought of Lily, his first and best friend. That always brought about the pang of regret that he had said those horrible things to her. He always hoped that one day he could apologise for the pain he caused but it was too late, she was gone and he was left trying to protect all that remained of her, Harry.
This brought him back to his reasons for working his garden like a man possessed. The letter he had received from Dumbledore. That man always hammered that promise home every chance he got. It didn't help that Harry was so utterly resistant to him and pushed back at every opportunity. He always hoped that if he could get passed the James of the boy then the boy could get passed it too. Of course when he had viewed those penseive memories Potter had basically undone any of the redemption Severus had for him. He really did not know what to do but he knew that he would have to train Harry if he ever wanted a chance for a future free from his shackles. Perhaps he would write to Lucius and see if he could visit for a few days and spend time with his friends and godson. He knew Lucius was wanting out of the Death Eater ranks but he also knew that the elder Malfoy would never follow Dumbledore. He had too much pride for that. Decision made and with the heat increasing he shed his simple shirt, finished his cool lemonade and set to fighting with some particularly stubborn weeds.
Back in Wiltshire at Malfoy Manor there was a sudden angry eruption that shook the windows of the room the meeting was in, "THAT BASTARD!"
All three Malfoys jumped in shock. They were confused as to what could have suddenly caused Harry to scream so loud and unleash such a large rush of magic.
Narcissa stepped forward, "Harry, my child, what is it? What has happened? Why are you so angry?"
"Dumbledore," was the sneered reply.
"What has he done?" She asked cautiously.
"He lied again! I was a horcrux!" He looked at Griphook in disbelief. The elderly goblin simply nodded in response. "Did you know?" The young man questioned.
"We goblins had our suspicions. There was always something we sensed was off but we could never get a read on it. Based on the massive surge you had I would say the horcrux was destroyed when you reached your majority but tht should not have even been possible even in the most powerful of wizards unless, no it couldn't be possible..." he trailed off as if completely unsure of how to proceed.
"What is it Griphook?"
"The only way such a massive surge can occur is if a witch or wizard have had their magic bound. It is the only explanation as to why it would be powerful enough to destroy something so evil without killing the vessel so to speak. It would mean that your magic had grown over the years but would have been contained so you would be unaware of how powerful you turly were. Your inheritance would have been enough to break that bind and your magic may have killed you had there not been that piece of soul inside you."
Harry jumped up and started pacing with his fists balled. He really wanted to punch something. He could hear the thoughts of all three Malfoys. Their confusion was palpable. "Guys, can you please stop thinking so loud? I'm already on the verge of going insane!"
All three blonds looked shocked but tried their best to throw up their Occlumnecy shields. They did not want to anger this man any further.
"Thank you," he said. "I'm going to have to learn to deal with that."
At this point Draco felt brave enough to speak up and ask the question the other two had been hoping would be asked. "Harry, what is a horcrux?"
Harry exhaled and sat down again. It's a piece of a soul. Specifically, Voldemort's soul. It's old ad very evil magic. He split his slul in the hopes of remaining immortal. Until they are all destroyed he will never truly be gone. Dumbledore told me about them last year and we were trying to hunt them down. He promised me that after what happened with Siri that he had told me all I needed to know. Obviously not! He clearly failed to mention that a bit of that evil, snake-faced arsehole was inside me. I'm also guessing he was the one that bound my magic! Wouldn't do to have your weapon be more powerful than you eh?"
"Oh Merlin!" Draco exclaimed. "That's insanity, although it explains so much. Like how he's insane, he's not even whole!"
Griphook piped up, "I think it is best if I leave. Harry you must put your heir rings on, and go through these files when you get some time. There are many deeds and items that need to be managed. I trust that you will visit within the next couple of weeks to tour your vaults and go over any of your property information you need to? Lord Malfoy will be able to assist you most suitably in this department. I am sorry you have had such a hand dealt to you. I wish it were not so."
Harry knelt and hugged the goblin again, "I will see you soon Griphook, thank you."
With that an elf popped in to take Griphook to the floo leaving the three Malfoys and Harry in the room. He looked at his aunt, uncle and cousin and said, "I think i would like some time alone. I have a lot to think about. I will leave later if it is what you wish?"
Narcissa and Lucius both bristled. His uncle spoke up, "Harry, you are family. you may stay here as long as you so wish. I will have Bobbin escort you to your room. your stuff ahs already been unpacked."
Harry was stunned. He still couldn't believe the almost easy acceptance he had found in the past 24 hours. His head was spinning and he just wanted to be with his guitar and play.
"Thank you, I don't know how I could ever repay you."
At this Draco piped up, "how about you let mother and I take you shopping?"
A feeling of dread settled in Harry's stomach. He could tell this would be a painful experience but he couldn't say no. He simply nodded and Bobbin popped in and led him away to his room.
Harry's room was simply beautiful. It was bigger than the entire upstairs of the Dursley's home. It had an attached bathroom with a jacuzzi tub and everything. The large king size bed was covered with black silk sheets and looked very inviting. He had a small sitting area and a balcony. He pulled out his guitar and notebook along with the ink for the letter he had received from the twins. He decided on reading the letter first.
He put the letter on his desk, placed a drop of ink in the page and tapped it with his wand "revelare epistula"(1). Slowly the ink spread across the page revealing the hidden contents.
Dearest Harold,
Happy 17th Birthday! We miss you! We have a present for you but we don't think mum would appreciate what we have for you so we are hoping you could swing by and pick it up? We also hope you have made some decisions for yourslef now you are of age? This may sound strange but mum, Ronald and Ginerva are up to something. We know it involves you but they won't let us know. We are worried though. We love you like a brother and want you to be happy. Well as happy as you can be with a snakey-boi trynna kill ya! Hoepfully see you soon
Gred and Forge
Harry giggled and sighed in relief all at once. trust the Weasley twins to always lighten the most serious of situations. He felt relieved to know that not all of the Weasleys had been fake to him. He supposed Molly underestimated that they could ever be in anyway serious. Harry knew though, otherwise he never would have invested in their joke shop. They may have been mischievious but they were damn skilled. Added to the fact that they had been the only ones Harry had trusted his deepest secret to. He was glad that he had made the right choice. He already felt lighter than when he ahd come upstairs just ten minutes before.
He headed onto the balcony and absently strummed his guitar while a song began forming in his mind. He opened his mouth to start singing:
The world's got a funny way of turning round on you
When a friend tries to stab you right in the face
Losing faith in everything I hoped and knew
Don't sweat it; set off false pretense
Betray, you're not gonna be willing to change
Yeah, and it doesn't seem likely to fade
Betray, you're not gonna be willing to change
'Cause you know
All alone you know you've got, you've got the best of me
You were wrong, and I'm laughing right in your face
I cannot believe you blamed; you were my family
Don't sweat it; set off false pretense
Betray, you're not gonna be willing to change
Yeah, and it doesn't seem likely to fade
Betray, you're not gonna be willing to change
'Cause you know
(It's time to let it go)
I can't seem to understand it, how you've turned out to be so cold
It's funny to me how you've turned into such a joke
The Malfoy trio were in the gardens when they heard the beautiful haunting voice float from the balcony above. They could feel the pain radiating from Harry and were stunned into thoughtful silence.
A/N2: Song is False Pretense by red Jumpsuit Apparatus
(1) latin for reveal letter
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