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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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Harry didn't make it down for dinner that evening and the Malfoys let him have his peace. They knew he needed to process the crazy turns his life had taken in a mere 48 hours. Hell, they needed to process the crazy turn their lives had taken! They had discussed at length the new changes late into the night. They knew that they now had a way out. At least they didn't have to go scurrying to Dumbledore. In fact, this potential third side of the war was exactly what they needed. Harry's immense power was enough alone to sway even the hardest of minds. While they had been talking the letter from Severus had arrived. Lucius had deciphered it's veiled clues enough to know that his dear friend needed some sanctuary away from his hectic life. He had long suspected that Snape had been a spy against Voldemort but was truly loyal to Dumbledore. Perhaps, if him and Harry could talk he could too join this new force and finally be somewhat free. Of course they would never be free while Voldemort was around but some freedom sounded nice.
Harry awoke the next morning, mind still reeling, but with a bit more clarity than the night before. He had written three new songs and that had helped sort his jumbled, twisting thoughts enough so he could sleep. He took a shower and did some stretching, he needed to find somewhere to workout. He didn't want to lose the strength he had worked so hard on gaining. Pulling on another robe he transformed it into some tight fitting grey jeans and a black shirt, whcih hugged his abs just so. With a glance in the mirror he moved his ahnds through his more manageable hair and headed for breakfast.
As before he entered the room and all three members of the Malfoy family appeared to be waiting on him for breakfast to begin. Harry took his seat and smiled at the other occupants of the table before grabbing the coffee and filling a cup. He looked up tot hem all staring at him, "what is something on my face?"
Narcissa caught herself first, "no not at all, we were just wondering how you were?"
"I mean I'd be lying if I said I was fine. But I am ok, considering. I think I shouldn't really be surprised anymore. My life has been decided for me and I don't really have a say in the matter."
The Malfoy matriarch balked at that, "of course you have a choice Harry. You are 17 now and extremely powerful. You can choose whatever you wish for your life."
"Afraid not. The prophecy says it's me. So I have to be involved in this war no matter what." With this he gave a pointed look at Lucius, who at least had the decency to blush, if a Malfoy ever did something so common as blushing that is.
"Sorry about that. I know my apologies mean nothing. Especially after you lost, well after Black. Bellatrix wasn't supposed to be there but her crazy bloodlust can't be contained. She is after all, beyond help or hope, I'm afraid. I thought the prophecy destroyed though?"
"It was. That was the only copy of it. The prophecy itself was made to Dumbledore by Trelawney. After we returned to Hogwarts he let me hear it. He had known all along the visions he was sending and what he wanted but he thought it in my best interests to avoid me and forbade anyone from telling me. If I had known what he was after, it wouldn't have effected me. i might have even tried harder to learn from Professor Snape to occlude. I think a part of me clung to those visions though, it was the only insight I was getting. So I know I can be mad at Bellatrix, and believe me I am, but it is also my fault for being foolish enough to believe everything I saw and it's also Dumbledore's fault for as usual not being honest with me. He's very good at the need to know theory. Apparently knowing why I was targeted in the first place was simply too much for my delicate young mind to handle." Harry finished his voice dripping with sarcasm.
Draco spoke up next surprising Harry, "seems like he was an expert at keeping you the dutiful little weapon. Drip feeding you information to bring you back in line. Keeping you just ignorant enough that you always came to him because he always told you the truth, in the end. So what does the prophecy say, if I may be so blunt? Why does it have to be you?"
Harry hesitated then remembered Narcissa's promise. Family protects family, a new conept for Harry. His first family had hated him simply for existing and apparently his last family, the one he had thought he had chosen all by himslef, turned out to be even worse. Hanging on his coattails and stealing his money and his secrets. He spoke up quietly, "The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies... and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not... and either must die at the hand of the other, for neither can live while the other survives... the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies."
The other three took a second to process this. Lucius made a decision. He came round the table and knelt in front of Harry, taking his hand in his. "Harry, I want to promise you now. you will never be alone in this again. We will be with you every step of the way. We will stand by you to the very end, whatever the outcome may be. You may have had your choice in this matter stripped away from you but I promise that we will do everything within our power to grant you all other choices over your life." While he spoke the other two members of the family came and laid their hands on his shoulders.
Harry felt speechless as tears brimmed behind his eyes. He had never felt so freely accepted and supported all at once. He couldn't believe that he was so trusted to see this side of what he thought was the coldest family in Britain. His heart was bursting, he finally had a family and a choice. "Thank you," he managed to choke out. There was silence for a few moments when Draco had the courage to speak up.
"How do you fancy a shopping trip today Harry? I imagine it would be better to have your own clothes instead of having to transfigure robes all the time? Plus mother and I would love to dress you." The blond batted his eyelashes in a joking way and Harry laughed.
"Ok fine, but no dresses? I may be a Royal Lord or whatever but I'm still only 17. I want to show off my dashing figure before I get all old and doughy!"
The group of four laughed at this. Harry felt it was an appropriate time to ask the question that had been burning since he had woken up, "Uncle Lucius? I was wondering if it would be possible to be resorted? I feel it's time to embrace my green and silver side."
Lucius was shocked. He had thought the boy Gryffindor through and through so Harry helped out by supplying the little known information, "the sorting hat wanted me in Slytherin. I asked it not to. See I had met the weasley's and they told me all about the evil Slytherins, plus Hagrid had told me about Voldemort and I had found out he had been a Slytherin. Then i met this snarky, spoiled blond Pureblood who really put me off." Harry deadpanned, then he winked at Draco causing everyone to laugh again.
Lucius then informed him that as head of the Board of Governors he could have it arranged for him returning to school. He also took the opportunity to ask how he felt about Snape coming to stay. Harry blushed and agreed, albeit a little panicky. He didn't know what he would do having the snarky, dark object of his fantasies so close but maybe they could at least try getting along.

When Harry arrived back at the Manor that evening he had acquired his apparation licence and had spent enough money that he was sure it was more than the Weasley's earned in a year. Of course he had visited the twins, they had been surprised but happy when he had briefly explained what had been going on. They had immediately sworn their allegiance to him, angered at their family and their behaviour. The boys ahd also given him his present and warned him to open it when he was alone with a giggle. They had parted with promises to write as often as possible.
Harry had enjoyed his day. He no longer felt he had to restrain himself to avoid Ron's easily triggered jealousy. He also felt that he looked exactly how he wanted, golden boy image be damned. Surprisingly Narcissa and Draco had not only bought up half of Diagon alley with him but they ahd also spent several hours in muggle London. Harry had very much embraced his freedom and along with Draco they had completely overhauled their wardrobes. Draco was glad to have somebody to bounce ideas off, usually his mother downplayed his more out there choices but with Harry he had the freedom to step away from the ice prince, death eater son image. They had had a long discussion about many things, discovering their love for similar music. Harry and Draco had now fully embraced the emo look. Lots of skinny jeans, ripped jeans, studded belts, chains, chokers, converse, vans and everything inbetween. Also surprisingly, Narcissa had allowed them to not only get pierced but tattoed as well. Harry had opted for his ears, tragus, eyebrow and nipple (although Narcissa didn't need to know about that one). He had also went for a tattoo of a dark phoenix, he felt it symbolised the darkness that had lived within him but now he was rising from it. It rested in the small of his back. Over his heart he opted for a small cluster with a stag, doe, werewolf and a black dog. His marauders, excluding Pettigrew, He didn't count and he didn't deserve to be there. He also opted for a snake, coiling around his arm. Draco had also gotten his ears pierced. He also opted for a lip ring. His tattoos also a snake, however he got it on his shoulder, and on his leg he opted for a thestral. He found them fascinating, being that he couldn't see them but he had a curiosity to know what they truly looked like.

Severus ahd arrived at the manor in the late afternoon. Lucius had spent a couple of hours catching him up on the events of the past few days and he was stunned. However, he was also happy, maybe Potter would finally be everything he hoped. He was also suprised at Lucius' sincere flip on the Dark Lord. Had he known he could lure him away with this third option he would have tried harder to get Harry to see the light as it were, sooner. Lucius had spent most of the day starting to sort through all of Harry's inheritance information and had set some things aside that he thought were of importance or interest. He had found several letters for Harry that he knew he would want. he would give them to him at dinner that evening. When an elf popped into the study to inform the men that dinner would be in 30 minutes they both stood to go and wash up and change. Severus was in the room across from Harry's, not that he knew that yet. He had dressed in a pair of loose fitting black jeans and a form fitting deep purple shirt. He swept his hair into a leather strap and gave himself a once over. He always like to make an impression for Narcissa and she always appreaciated his effort, especially as he was wearing the clothes she had bought him. He stepped out of his room at the same time as the door across the hall opened. He looked up into those beautiful green eyes, and as his eyes swept over the man in front of him he let out the slightest groan. He was dressed in a white, tight t-shirt that hugged every muscle on his body, tight red skinny jeans, dragonhide boots up to his knees and around his throat was a black choker.
The man across from him chuckled slightly, "good evening Professor."
Severus' mouth went dry, "Pot-Harry?"
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