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The Rules of Life	By : BlindedHP Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 45031 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Title: The Rules of Life
Summary: There was no Harry Potter at the Dursley’s when Dumbledore sent Hagrid to fetch him in first year. Where in the world is Harry Potter? This fic is SNARRY slash, Snape!Dom, Harry!sub.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter or any of the other familiar characters. Harry Potter and this magical world belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. No money made from this.
Warnings: This fic is Snarry slash, which means two men in a sexual relationship – specifically, Harry and Snape. This fic also contains BDSM elements with Snape as the Dominant partner and Harry as the submissive. If you don’t know what this means then please don’t read the fic – you won’t understand most of what happens. The fic starts out before Hogwarts and contains elements of chan (just mentioning of it), dub-con and non-con (rape). Don’t read if you don’t like!!
IMPORTANT AN: Allow me to address some issues I am sure will arise after the last chapter. In my opinion, Moody was never found because Barty Crouch Jr never took Harry (or anyone else) to his office after the third task, both Neville and Cedric is dead – that is after all where Harry found the real Moody in the trunk. Moody is still missing and people are unsure about why exactly he left Hogwarts – it was never revealed that Barty was impersonating him.

Barty left Hogwarts because he knew that his Master had returned and wanted to be reunited with him.

So, just in case you were wondering about that specific situation, that is my take on it… :D

Chapter 15
Severus wearily made his way back to his quarters after the funeral. It was decided by the board of governors that a memorial service was to be held for the two students lost in the Triwizard Tournament. The families of both students held a funeral for them shortly after the tournament but the memorial was done on the last day of school.
As Severus entered his quarters, Harry looked up from his work and gave him a tentative smile. Albus would still not allow Harry to interact with any of the students except for Blaise and thus Harry had remained in their quarters for the duration of the memorial.
How did the service go Professor?
Severus took the flying parchment out of the air and walked over to Harry where he then proceeded to make himself comfortable in a chair opposite the boy.
“As well as can be expected. The students were all in various stages of grief, although Ms Granger was probably the most inconsolable of the lot. She seemed to care a great deal about Mr Longbottom and his death hit her hard.”
Severus could see that the reminder of another death at the school was not doing Harry any good but there was nothing Severus could do about it. Andy’s death had been a great tragedy and though there were speculations going about why TWO of the champions had suddenly died, Severus knew that all three deaths were directly linked to Voldemort.
He was uncertain as to how exactly Voldemort had been able to preserve himself in a diary for so long and also didn’t know what kind of magic was at work for him to regain a body through the diary but he knew for a fact that the young boy down in the chambers was Voldemort when he was younger. Harry had probably saved them all from an even earlier rise of Voldemort by destroying that diary but now the monster had returned.
“You should go shower and get to bed Harry. We will have a busy week the first week of the holidays – no, don’t ask, you’ll know by tomorrow – and after that Blaise has asked to come visit. I will permit it for ONE week, no longer!!”
Harry beamed up at him when he heard that his friend would be visiting but Severus could see the wariness in his eyes about what the first week would entail.
Severus was very surprised but oddly pleased when Harry came up to him to give him a hug before turning around and retiring to his room for the night.

“What we’re going to work on this week is not any strenuous or physical activity but it is something that is needed to help you become the greatest man you can be.
Though I say man, you are as yet still a boy but what you experience and learn now is what will shape you into the man you will become.”
Harry sat and listened attentively to what Professor Snape was saying. He was uncertain as to where exactly the man was going with this conversation but could tell that Professor Snape was very serious.
“Your experiences at the hands of your relatives and Damen Nott are some of the things I will address within this week. I know that you understand that what they did to you was wrong and not consensual but what I really want you to learn is that that is not necessarily the biggest injustice they had done to you.”
The frown Harry could not suppress was indication enough that he did not understand what exactly the Professor was referring to.
I will do my best to understand what you want to teach me this week Professor. Harry did not know how else to respond and was happy to see the Professor nod at his reply.

Harry was starting to understand what his Professor wanted to teach him that week but he was not so certain anymore that he could actually listen and do what the Professor was asking of him.
Every morning since they had first had the discussion, Professor Snape made a point of it to tell Harry that he really was allowed to speak and that no one would punish him for it.
The first time it happened, Harry just gave the man a frown before nodding that he understood. He really did understand the statement, he just didn’t believe it.
Since then, every morning and every evening the professor would do exactly the same and it was really starting to hit a nerve.
Yes Professor! I heard you the first time and I understand what you’re saying. Drop it already!!
Harry was horrified to see the quill scribbling away as his wayward thoughts wrote themselves down on the parchment. There was nothing he could do about it now though and Harry braced himself for the punishment he knew was coming. Professor Snape had never punished him before but Harry knew that such disrespect was liable to land him face first on the bed or over a table for a good and thorough whipping.
Professor Snape’s eyes twitched and the glower he sent Harry’s way made the boy cringe inside. The Professor’s glare had not affected him so in a very long time.
Instead of the whipping Harry was expecting, he was very surprised to find himself draped over the Professor’s lap before a sharp sting was felt on his bum.
It did not hurt per se but the suddenness of the movement and the fact that Professor Snape had actually punished him for the first time brought tears to his eyes.
“You will not speak to me in such a manner again, is that clear? Good! Now as to your very rude and unwarranted tirade, I do not think that you understand completely, because if you did, you would not react in such a way and would rather be doing something about it.”
Harry righted himself as Professor Snape lifted him from his lap and quickly dried his tears with his robe.
“I want you to go to your room, take a shower and think long and hard about what you did tonight, the consequences you faced and what it all means. I will see you in the morning.”
Professor Snape gave his shoulder one last squeeze before heading to his own rooms and Harry dashed to his room before his sobs could become audible.

Harry lay in bed after a long relaxing shower and did as Professor Snape had asked. He thought about what he had done – written on the parchment – and thought about what the Professor had then done and said.
The one thing that clearly stood out in Harry’s mind was the fact that Professor Snape had not punished him nearly hard enough for what his actions warranted.
He had lashed out once at Master Damen and could still remember the scars and bruises he had to treat for weeks afterwards. His uncle had not even needed any “attitude” on his part to dole out punishment and it was almost always bad enough that Harry could not get out of bed the next day.
Professor Snape had not reacted the way Harry expected he would. Harry had seriously expected a thorough whipping for his attitude and the fact the Professor had merely pulled him over his lap to give him a spanking confused Harry to no end.
There was something in the Professor’s eyes that had caught Harry’s attention and he struggled to pinpoint exactly what it was. After about ten minutes of thinking, Harry realised with a start that it had been disappointment.
The sobs that had subsided during his shower made it’s way back up his throat and Harry buried his head in his pillow as shame washed over him.
Professor Snape was disappointed in him! He really, truly did not want to disappoint the man and the fact that he had done so disturbed him greatly.
With a multitude of thoughts and apologies rushing through his head, Harry fell into a troubled sleep.

I am deeply sorry for my actions and words yesterday Professor Snape. Please forgive me for being such a disappointment, I will do better in future.
Harry handed the piece of parchment over to Professor Snape as he entered the living room. It was the fourth draft put to paper and Harry hoped that it was both sincere and respectful enough. His first try at an apology had come out as a gibbering mess that not even HE could understand after reading it. The second and third had gone better but there had been unnecessary repetition in it and Edwin had cautioned Harry against referring to himself as “this boy” whenever he perceived he had done something wrong. This last draft was free of any self-loathing and disrespect towards himself so Harry dearly hoped that the Professor would find it acceptable.
Harry was brought back from his thoughts about the first three disastrous tries at an apology when the Professor gave a long sigh.
“Harry, listen and listen carefully. You Are Not a Disappointment. You are a wonderful, clever boy who has been misled and mistreated most of your life. The only disappointment I have is that I was unable to impart on you the truth of my words. I knew it would be impossible to convince you to think otherwise within just one week but my own stubbornness and pride would not let me leave it alone. You might get tired of the words and even lash out at me again Harry, but I will not stop repeating them until you believe them yourself. I promise you that I will never punish you for speaking, if you are disrespectful or if the words coming out of your mouth consist of foul language then you can definitely expect a repeat of last night’s performance. I promise you this day that I will never whip you or do any kind of damage to your body purposefully. ”
Harry could not help the smile that blossomed as he listened to his Professor. Not only was he not a disappointment to the man but he was also assured that his punishments would never be as bad as it was with his previous Master.
The sincerity in Professor Snape’s voice as well as the conversation they just had rang loud and clear through Harry’s mind. The Professor genuinely wanted him to talk and was even disappointed in himself for not being able to teach one of his charges something.
Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, Harry kept repeating the Professor’s words in his mind before a soft, barely audible “Thank you” could be heard.
Strong arms came around him and Harry jerked his eyes open in surprise. He realised that it was him who had said “Thank you” and was more than relieved at the response he got for purposefully saying something for the first time that he could remember.
The incident in the chamber did not count in his opinion because not only had he spoken a whole different language but it had been for the sole purpose of saving his best friend, not that it had done much good – he ruthlessly squashed the thought down.
“I thank you Harry. For trusting me enough with this. We will take it slow and you will definitely need to re-learn how to speak but I will be here with you the whole way through.”

Severus looked up as he heard a soft laugh coming from the small table where the boys were playing chess. Harry had spoken a few more times but still mostly used the quill and parchment.
Since Blaise arrived, Harry had not spoken one single word and Severus hoped that it was just because of the new element brought into the equation. He was fairly certain that Harry would speak again when it was just the two of them but for now, Severus could just hope and keep encouraging Harry.
Although it was a bit of a setback that Harry refused to speak while Blaise was there, the benefits of having Blaise there far outweighed this one negative reaction. Harry was more enthusiastic and exuberant than he had been in years and it was very seldom that Severus did not see a smile on Harry’s face.
“She has really gotten big since I last saw her Harry! What are you feeding her?” The playful tone in Blaise’s voice brought a laugh forth from Harry and the boy sat stunned for a few seconds at the sound coming from his throat. Blaise was beaming at Harry and Severus thanked his lucky starts that the boy was a Slytherin and knew better than to comment on it.
I’m not really sure exactly why she’s growing Blaise, but Shika has developed quite a few surprising attributes that we really did not expect.
You know of course about the poison her fangs developed within the first year after I made her, correct?
Blaise nodded and Harry continued with his explanation.
Well, she has been growing since that first year as well but now she is also developing the ability to draw magic into herself. We think that this might be the reason she is growing and is the reason she is even still here, and alive! I mean, look at her, she looks like a real, solid, breathing animal
Blaise had to concede that Harry was right. Shika was becoming more and more striking every time he saw her and he could not help but marvel at what his friend had created.
We are pretty sure that she would not be able to survive if she was completely cut off from magic, since she is basically made of magic and draws it into herself to strengthen her body and defences. There are many things we don’t know yet about what she can do as she is being really stubborn and won’t tell me what she’s up to but we know she won’t hurt us.
The two friends resumed their game and the rest of the evening was filled with fun and laughter.

Severus snorted – though he would adamantly deny it – as he watched Harry’s dazed face. The boy had been walking around with a silly grin and glazed eyes since Blaise left two days ago.
The boys had grown even closer during the week that Blaise visited and though Severus tried to push the memories from his mind, Blaise had placed a soft but lingering kiss on Harry’s lips before he left.
Harry had been floating on clouds ever since and Severus could not help but deride such goofy, mushiness in his own mind. He refused to think about the incident anymore and gave a sharp command at Harry to read the book “Shielding your mind”.
Severus had the distinct feeling that teaching Harry Occlumency was going to be one of the hardest and most challenging things he had ever done.

“Have you even read the book you imbecilic, hard-headed little miscreant!?!”
Severus was at his wits end. Harry, he was sure, was getting even worse with shielding his mind – if that was even possible!
“Sorry Professor.” Harry never spoke louder than a whisper and Severus was glad that even with his harsh words, the boy had not reverted to writing with quill and parchment again.
“Sorry does not tell me if you have read the book or not, Harry!! The very first chapter explains how you can build a shield around your memories and the second chapter explains how to build tunnels in your mind so that you can lead anyone who reads your mind on a wild goose chase.”
“I did Professor, I mean, I read the book, everything!” The helpless look Harry sent him was almost enough to squash down his irritation with the boy.
“If you read the book, then why is your mind still an open book? There is not even a small building block to show that you at least tried to build a shield around the memories!”
Harry looked about ready to collapse after the trying evening of non-stop practice and Severus knew he would get no closer to an answer by continuing the ream the boy out.
“Fine Harry. We’ll work on this again tomorrow. Think about exactly that you read in the book, what you applied from that which you learned and tomorrow morning we will work through it together.”
Severus could see that Harry was despondent at not having gotten his shields right and although he was irritated with the boy, he knew that some comfort was needed. Walking over to the boy, he laid his hand on Harry’s shoulder, gave a quick squeeze and then made his way to his own room.

“I have absolutely no idea why these techniques are not working for you but I have done some more research and have found another way of shielding your memories. It is not as easy as building shields and tunnels in your mind but might turn out to be even more effective.”
Harry gave Professor Snape a hopeful look and took the book the man held out for him. He was seriously depressed at not getting the shields right and would try anything if it meant the Professor would be proud of him.
“The first chapter explains how you can identify a foreign presence in your mind, how to put “alarms” up that will let you know someone is breaching your defences and then gives a broad overview of what the results will be if you succeed with this method of shielding.”
The book was not very thick but as Harry opened it to the first page he could not help but scowl at the very small print. This was going to give him a headache!
End Chapter 15

Occlumency lessons will not be done in detail as I see no need of explaining everything. The next chapter will give a brief summary of how the lessons are going before moving on to fifth year.
As I have not written anything in years, I don’t at the moment have a Beta. If anyone is interested, please let me know and I will send you the chapters.
If anyone is interested in Beta reading my completed fic “Life as I know it”, please let me know because I really want to fix that one up. Thank you!!!
Next chapter will be up tomorrow!!
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