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Slyth's Snakepit	By : Tanya Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 46663 -:- Recommendations : 6 -:- Currently Reading : 10
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A/N: There may be some naughtiness in this chapter just to warn you all ... I mean the two sexy men are meeting for the first time so it may effect some parts of them ;)

At 12 noon on the 2nd August Arthur Weasley and his youngest son Ron apparated into the alleyway of Wysteria Walk. They were on their way to retrieve Harry for the remainder of the summer. They were looking forward to exerting their influence over him even more especially if they were going to get him to marry Ginny. The family had worked so hard for so long to earn their ultimate reward. All of Harry's money would be theirs and they would finally have the life that they had been destined to lead. The shame of what the Malfoys had done to them over that blasted wizards fued had determined their lives as the destitute, shabby people they were.
Checking the end of the alley to make sure there was nobody about they proceeded to Privet Drive. Arthur had even remembered to forgo his robes and dress in his muggle clothes for the occassion. They knew this mission was of the utmost importance and had been honoured that it was they who had been chosen to retrieve Harry. As they approached the house were the subject of their mission was located they noticed it looked oddly quiet. The car was gone and the blinds were all closed. Assuming Vernon was at work and Harry was maybe there alone they headed to the front door, knocked and waited.
After a few minutes there was no answer. So they tried again and still received no answer. They could not understand where Harry could be. Surely he was aware that the Weasleys were coming to rescue him from the clutches of his evil relatives. Why whould he not be there? Why would he not tell them where he was? Arthur pondered this connundrum for a few minutes more before a thoguht occured to him. "Perhaps we should visit Mrs. Figg Ron? She may know what the situation is."
Ron nodded at his father and they proceeded across the street to the old womans house. Just as they were about to knock on the door a taxi pulled up and the woman in question got out. "Arthur, what are you doing here?"
"Perhaps we should talk inside Arabella," he said tightly indicating the taxi driver now standing behind her with a suitcase. She nodded, paid the man and let them into the house.
She went to the kitchen, found some juice and biscuits and brought them in. "So what seems to be the problem?" She asked once her guests were settled.
"We came to collect Harry today. He is not home and neither do his relatives appear to be there. Would you know where they could be?"
"I don't know Arthur. If they go on holiday they never take Harry, they always ring me to ask me to look after him. However, I have been away for two weeks visiting my sick sister. I have not been here to keep an eye as it were. Give me a minute."
The older woman shuffled into the hall. They heard her muffled voice and she was back in a few minutes looking rather grave. "I just spoke to the Richards in number 3. The Dursleys left yesterday. Packed up the car and headed off in the evening. told them they were going to Vernon's sister for the remainder of the holidays. They had asked about the nephew and all they said was that he had left for good."
The Weasley men were shocked. This was not good. Where could Harry have gone? Why would he leave? He knew about all the protections in place with his relatives so why would he jeopardise that by leaving? Why had he not told his best friend or anyone in the Order where he was for that matter?
Arthur stood to leave, "thank you Arabella. I must contact Dumbledore immediately. He will know what to do. In the meantime do not tell anyone about Harry being missing it wouldn't be good if the wrong people found out."
The woman simply nodded and dismissed the men. As they left she couldn't help but hope that Harry was safe finally. Despite her belief that Dumbledore knew what he was doing and he was doing all he did for the right reasons she never agreed with the way the boy was treated. All she could hope was that he had found some freedom.
When Arthur and Ron arrived back at The Burrow it was immediate action stations as Arthur briefly explained their lack of Harry. He then proceeded to extract a golden galleon from the safe box on the fireplace. Dumbledore had adopted their use for the Order after Hermione had created them for the DA. He adjusted the charm with a message for Dumbledore and within a few minutes his head was in the fireplace.
"What is so urgent Arthur?" He asked tersely. He hated to be disturbed when he was on holiday. This had better be important.
Arthur explained all that had happened when they went to Prvet Drive and the old man was shocked. He covered it well. He did not want to panic, not yet. "Leave it with me my dear man. I will make some enquiries and let you know. If you hear anything from him inform me at once." With that he was gone and the family sat to ponder this unusal turn of events.

Malfoy Manor that evening
Harry tried to contain his chuckle at the normally stoic man in front of him. "Yes Professor Snape?" He asked his eyes lit up with mirth.
The man recovered himself as best he could when faced with the beautiful creature in front of him. He had never seen anyone look so sexy in his life. He was glad he held his Occlumency shields in place at all times as he knew the boy could read minds. It would not do for his student to know what he had thought when he had seen him. Deciding to go with casual indifference he replied with a slight hint of his trademark sneer, "I see as always you have landed on your feet." Then with an afterthought, "I am glad to see you well." He wanted Harry to know he was joking.
Again the boy just laughed. "Shall we head to dinner?"
Severus merely nodded. He was stunned at this apparent new found confidence the man had. He seemed to radiate power and happiness. Although he thought it helped that he was no longer burdened with a chunk of the Dark Lord inside him. He was still in shock about the whole Horcrux situation when Lucius had explained it to him. The two walked amiably in silence to the dining room.
When they entered the rest of the family were waiting for them. Exchanging greetings they all sat to enjoy the meal. The elves had outdone themselves. Harry still adjusting to being so well fed only ate a little of everything that was put in front of him. He knew it would take a while for his body to adjust to larger amounts of food. As dinner drew to a close the group headed to the library for after dinner drinks.
Once they were all settled with a firewhiskey each, Severus decided to broach the subject of Dumbledore. "Harry?" He enquired. "Dumbledore wishes me to resume our Occlumency lessons this year."
Harry snorted at that. "Of course he does. Anything to keep me hating you. It's ok though. I no longer need them."
"How come? And what do you mean keep you hating me?"
"Since I reached my inheritance I can read minds." Severus nodded indicating he already knew. "I also have tapped into many other powers. I think however I could not learn Occlumency because of the horcrux. I would say even though he was not fully aware of our connection at the time subconciously the soul fragment was clinging to it's owner. Since it has been removed I have found shutting my mind down much easier. I would imagine Dumbledore knew this as he knew about the horcrux. Therefore, he was ensuring our continued animosity as we would continually be causing each other endless frustration."
Snape was stunned. He had always thought the boy kind of stupid but his insight was astounding. Perhaps he had been hiding this intelligence all along. Lucius had mentioned something about the sorting hat and Slytherin. He was starting to see why.
"Perhaps then it would be beneficial to keep Dumbledore unaware of this development? We could resume our lessons only I could train you otherwise. Perhaps advanced Defence, Charms, Transfiguration and also some Dark Arts? It would serve you better against Him to know what he will be using."
"That would be most agreeable, Sir." Harry responded with a cheeky wink. 'Dear Merlin,' Severus thought, 'does he know how sexy he looks when he does that? He's going to be the death of me!'
Harry was stunned. He doubted Severus knew that he had read that thought, it had liekly slipped out unfiltered. The young man finished his drink and excused himself. He needed to be alone.
Once Harry was in the safety of his bedroom he put up a silencing charm, stripped off and climbed into his bed. He was rock hard. He had always thought his fantasies of the Potions Master would always remain just that. He had thought that the man had loved his mother but it seemed like Harry, he was into men. He slowly started to touch himself, imagining the stoic man above him. He could picture him kissing down his body, dipping his tongue in his anval an dtrailing lower. As he grabbed his own rock hard shaft he imagined that voice saying all kinds of sinful things to him. That voice was what had started these fantasies in the first place last year. It was like chocolate, silky and addictive. He had had to cast so many concelaing charms on himself in potions it was disturbing. Slowly Harry stroked himself with the thoughts of the dark man swirling in his head. He began speeding up his movements while his other hand ghosted and tweaked his nipples. As he felt himself get closer the memory from earlier in the vening of that sexy as hell groan sent him spiralling over the edge. He came for what felt like an eternity. That groan was going to be the death of him he thought as he quickly cleaned himself with a wave of his hand and fell into the land of slumber.
Dumbledore had spent the remainder of his day trying to find any information on Harry. He had contatced everybody he could think of that the boy had contact with. He thought he would have success with the Weasley twins but they were being cagier than usual, which put hm on edge. That could mean they knew something. He was really starting to panic, where could Harry have gone? As the evening stretched into night he had to accept the inevitable, Harry Potter was missing.
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