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Why Should I Do It	By : fortheloveofDrizzt Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 22325 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 11
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter universe, be it the books, movies, or characters...I make no money from this fic. It is for pure enjoyment.

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Harry wiped the tears from his eyes as he placed both of his hands over Mika's ribs, applying gentle pressure to the wounds. Snuffing back the last of his tears, he used his magic to feel for the wounds that had been caused by his one time friend. Three of his friend's ribs were broken, two were cracked, his back leg was broken, followed by multiple contusions on the inner organs. Taking a deep breath he forced small tendrils of his magic over the injuries, forcing them to heal. As each wound shifted from Mika to Harry one on the pup healed. The elf's magic was torn between healing the pup or itself as Harry forced his magic to focus on his familiar.
Groaning and gasping as each new injury formed, Harry forced his focus on the small pup in front of him. Watching the each line in the pups body shifted as the bones snapped back into place. As Harry cast a diagnostic on his friend he sighed as the damage was almost completely healed. Mika would be tender for the next few days until he could heal completely.
Harry winced as each of the injuries slowly started to heal from his own innate abilities. The brunette slumped over his young charge as he felt his magic attempt to settle itself.
Blaise sat on the stairs leading up to Hagrid's front door. The caramel skinned wizard was doing his best to fight the overwhelming urge to fidget from the worry of Harry and the young elf's companion. Blaise was sitting there debating on either biting his nails or force his way into the hut when his group of friends and fellow Slytherins walked by. He hung his head knowing that both Draco and his cronies would to everything in their power to get Blaise to join them.
The ice prince himself strode over to Blaise, "What are you doing sitting here in front of the half-breed's hut for Blaise? Come back to the common room. Nott has been asking where you went off to. You know what happens when you pop their cherry."
Blaise shook his head head, "I can't Draco. I've told him time and time again no. Besides you know how it is when you are a possible mate to a creature you feel the pull?"
Draco stared at his childhood friend, "What are you saying? Now that you turned seventeen, you and that great oaf are mates?"
Blaise sighed and shook his head, "Not him. Our resident Elf. I have felt it since the end of summer."
Draco's eyes widened at the news, "Be careful there Blaise. Certain people want a powerful creature such as him as their own. If you were to work it a certain way, you could gain great favor with them."
Blaise sighed, "Perhaps. I would prefer to keep him for myself."
Draco smirked, "Just keep it in mind. I have to go and take care of the first years, make sure they know their place and know our rules."
The Italian wizard sighed as he watched Draco leave, 'Like I would give him up. I wouldn't bloody care if he killed the crowned prince. He is my mate.' Blaise watched for his friend from Slytherin head back up towards the castle before he made his way up the stairs to knock on Hagrid's door.
Harry and Mika were curled together in one of Hagrid's chairs next to his fireplace, Harry murmuring words of comfort to his companion as he gently rubbed Mika's ears. Hagrid glanced at Harry and Mika before moving to answer the door. As the half-giant opened the door he was shocked to say the least seeing a Slytherin at his door as opposed to Ron and Hermione as they should have been here to apologize to Harry and his pet, "Wha ye doin 'ere?"
Blaise looked up at Hagrid, "How's Harry and his pup?" The young man was inadvertently attempting to look around the man to see if Harry was still inside the hut.
Hagrid ran a hand over his beard as he looked down at the young wizard, "They're restin."
Harry turned his attention towards the door, he was watching the scene play out in front of him before interjecting, "Who is it Hagrid?"
Rubbing the back of his head before looking back over to Harry, "It's the Zabini lad."
Harry nodded as he went back to petting Mika, "He's okay. Let him in Hagrid."
The giant nodded as he stepped away from the door allowing the young Slytherin into his home without a second glance, trusting in Harry's word that the young man will not cause problems for either of them.
Blaise carefully made his way around Fang and the rest of Hagrid's creatures to kneel in front of Harry, "How's your pup?" The caramel skinned wizard held out his palm before Mika's face, waiting for the pup to accept or deny his touch.
Mika sniffed the outstretched hand and licked a finger before resting his head back down in Harry's arms, “I'm sleepy.”
Harry smiled at the pup while he gently massaged his ears, “Sleep little one.” Harry turned back to Blaise, “I meant to thank you for making sure we both got here okay, but I was a bit preoccupied with making sure he was okay.”
Blaise shook his head, “Don't worry about it. I'm just glad that he is alright.”
Harry nodded, “He's fine, just tired from all the healing.”
Smiling softly as he gently scratched Mika's other ear, “Who hurt him?”
Fury crossed Harry's face, “Weasley slammed his hands down, but instead of desk, he hit Mika.” The brunette was shaking as he thought of harm befalling his charge a second time.
Blaise sighed as he slipped beside Harry, pulling him into his arms, “Easy now, Snape will set them straight. We just need to make sure that you and this little guy are alright.”

As Harry and Blaise cuddled on Hagrid's chair, Severus Snape was staring at the wreckage that was once his classroom. The two Gryffindors were already sitting in the infirmary until he set his classroom back in order. He had given Madam Pomfrey explicit instructions that the pair were to be bound to their beds and forbidden to leave until he gave them their punishment.
Taking the better part of an hour to get his room back into order he left the room with a swish of robes as he made the long climb to the hospital.
As the potions master entered the infirmary, fixing a sneer on his face as he looked at the two remaining members of the famed trio. He arched an eyebrow as he stared at the pair, “What on earth did you think you were doing? Attacking a familiar of your friend? No. Don't even attempt to deign my first two questions with answers. The youngest Weasley and the Know-it-all thought that they could control the last part of the trio after everything you have already done to him?” He grasped his hands behind his back as he started to pace back and forth in front of them, “Have you two decided that he needs another in his life to manipulate his life and bully him around?”
Ron was going from his usual pale complexion to a darkened shade of red that would have given Vernon a run for his money, at both the accusations and the anger at the situation, “What do you mean bully him? Harry always tells us everything. He just isn't because you have warped his mind. We know about those lessons where all you did was attack him.” The red head was desperately trying to fight his way free of the magic holding him in place as he grew more and more agitated.
Snape arched an eyebrow, “Harry Potter is the only thing keeping the Dark Lord from killing all of us. Who in the hell do you think you two are trying to force his hand. You are children playing at hero. Mr. Potter wants nothing to do with either of you after what the pair of you did. I know that the both of you are aware of Mr. Potter's home situation, yet neither of you informed anyone of it. Did you not think that he would need your support? You kept secrets from him, neglected to write him, when he was unable to move his legs from the actions of his muggle relatives. Actions that you could have prevented had you told us about what actually went on.”
Hermione had silent tears streaming down her face at each of the accusations that were thrown at the pair of them, “He told us it stopped. Why would he lie about this?”
Snape stood straight, crossing his arms across his chest, “When someone who is supposed to be friends they never lie to each other, they never turn on each other.” At the word turn the dour man glared at Ron, “You are lucky that he didn't kill you.” Fixing a sneer on his face as he looked between the two of them, “The two of you are both dismissed from my class for a week along with a month of detention with Lupin.” Snape had a wicked grin on his face as he turned from the pair, his robes billowing behind him as he called over his shoulder, “And stay away from Potter.”
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