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The Nothing I've Become (Areas of Expertise II)	By : SickPuppy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 18635 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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-- Hiya, the story moves forward! Hope you enjoy. Thanks to my loyal reviewers. I hope you like this chapter too, I rather like the way it ends myself. SP

Chapter Twelve - There's Nothing Inside

The two Gryffindors had packed up the tent and were carefully checking and re-checking the area to ensure nothing had been left behind. In reality, of course, they were waiting, just in case Ron came back.

Neither of them had spoken about him since he had left so suddenly, but Harry had spent too many nights listening to Hermione sobbing quietly to believe she had forgotten or forgiven him for going.

As for Harry himself, he missed his friend dreadfully, but a hard core of anger burned within him ' the stupid prat should really know that it wasn't Harry and his two sidekicks. He needed both Ron and Hermione to help him, to save him.

Sev could save you too. A treacherous voice in his head commented. He frowned. He was still having uncomfortably realistic wet dreams about the older man, but he kept convincing himself that was stress, and the odd situation he was in, affecting him. After all, he wanted the other writhing at the end of Harry's wand, pleading for mercy, but Harry wouldn't deliver it, he would keep touching Sev until he passed out from the pleasure.

GOD! Stop it! He scolded himself, willing down the sudden erection. He hated being a teenager and horny.

'Should we wait now til night fall?' he asked, realising that they had spent so long delaying that their planned early start had vanished; it was now eleven o'clock.

Hermione looked tempted. 'No,' she finally said, 'Most of the pupils will be in lessons. We've got your cloak. It'll be easier to sneak in during the day as the wards would likely be stronger at night.' She looked about her for a moment, before shrugging. 'Let's go.'

***

Ginny crouched by Neville's side, gently dabbing a thick wad of cloth against the blue black bruise on the side of his face. 'Oh, Neville,' she said, half exasperated, half admiring, 'why did you do it?'

Awkwardly, he answered, his words sounding odd as he struggled to form them properly, 'Dunno. I judt god dso mad ad Goyle mocking Harry.'

She shook her head, almost smiling at Harry's name, then worry overtook her: where was Harry? And Hermione? And RON? She dunked the cloth into a stone basin, and wrung it out before applying more of the salve to Neville's aching face.

'Anywayd,' Neville commented, 'Goyle god hurd too.'

It took her a few moments to decipher what he'd said. 'Goyle got hurt too?' she queried. 'What happened?'

Neville explained. Apparently Goyle had commented that Harry Potter was a 'cowardly loser' and Neville had thumped the larger boy. Chaos had then ensued until restored by McGonagall who had pulled Neville out from under Goyle and had then pushed the Slytherin (none too gently) towards the door. He had caught it on his way through and split his forehead open on the door jamb. Staggering off, Goyle had then tripped over a suit of armour and gone crashing to the ground. The resultant noise had brought Snape running, and he had soundly rebuked both lads for their fight before he had dragged Goyle off, causing him to trip over once again.

By the end of Neville's tale, Ginny was grinning, and the bruising was fading.

They sat quietly near the blazing fire, enjoying the few relaxing moments they had. Out there in the school proper, students were punished for almost any infraction. Only the Slytherins seemed immune. The other Houses were growing used to smuggling medical supplies from the Hospital Wing (Madam Pomfrey having been ordered to help none but Slytherins) to help their friends. They knew that Pomfrey was unhappy with the situation as bandages and salves were left very conveniently on a table near the door for pupils to find.

Still, in the common room there was peace of a sort. The two sat and thought furiously, an idea growing in their minds. It was Ginny who finally voiced it:

'We need to do something.'

Neville nodded. 'I know.' He thought for a moment. 'Gin, you still have your Galleon from when we were Dumbledore's Army, don't you?'

She nodded, her blue eyes suddenly blazing. 'Yes. And I'm sure the others do too. Neville, we can gather up all the DA and do something!'

He nodded again. 'Yeah, and we can meet in the Room of Requirement like last time. But what can we do?'

It was a good question, and neither had an answer.

'Maybe we should call everyone together and ask them what they want to do.' She suggested, moving the basin to the side table it, and all the other medical supplies, lived on.

For a third time Neville nodded. 'That seems the best idea.'

***

Harry and Hermione stumbled awkwardly along the corridors of Hogwarts, both struggling to remain under the cloak. They had waited by the front door until it had been opened and had then sneaked inside, moving slowly to avoid being seen.

***

In the Headmaster's study, open on the desk, the Marauders' Map showed clearly two new dots. One labelled 'Hermione Granger', and one labelled 'Harry Potter'.

***

'Careful,' Harry breathed as they climbed the staircase up to the fifth floor. It was difficult to move up steps without showing feet and ankles, especially as they were both so much taller and broader than they had been in first year.

'I'm being careful!' Hermione hissed, annoyed as she nearly tripped and fell.

Harry flung out an arm to stop her, and caught the cloak. It flew off them and slid over the banister, beginning its slow descent to the floor.

'FUCK!' Harry breathed venomously before summoning it to him again.

Safely hidden, the two went on. 'That was too close.' Harry muttered as the entrance to the Room came into view. At the familiar sight of the tapestry Harry felt a wave of happiness flood through him so strongly he almost staggered.

They quickly walked past three times, focusing on what they needed. The door appeared and the two children went in.

I'm home Harry thought, looking about. But something's missing.

***

Exhausted, Severus entered his study. No wonder Albus had been insane after all those years of dealing with idiotic children and even more idiotic staff. As a matter of routine he glanced at the Map, although he didn't even know why he bothered any more. It wasn't as if a dot was suddenly going to appear with 'Harry Potter' by it, was it?

Sadly, he folded the parchment and placed it on a shelf in a glass fronted cabinet. He shook his head. For weeks now he had kept looking at the Map, hoping against hope that one day Harry would appear. But now he finally understood how foolish he had been to dream.

Flicking his wand tiredly Severus said sadly, 'Mischief managed.'
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