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Snogging Pox	By : Blackkitten23 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 48541 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 9
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Chapter List
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(I'm thinking)
"I'm speaking"
Pairing: Yaoi M/M, Harem– top Harry x bottom Draco / Ron / young Severus / Neville / Blaise / young Remus
Last Time:
“Ms. Granger get out of the pantry right now! I told you only two people in the pantry at one time and you are not to be near Harry! Out young lady!” ordered Slughorn as he shooed her away, but not before she shot Harry a glare …
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“nothing? … this doesn’t make sense. The potions should be working. I’ve been giving them to the boy since Severus’s death. I can’t imagine what is wrong. First Remus goes missing and now this. It seems nothing is going right this week” Dumbledore mused as he stood with Minerva in his office.
“he’s still missing?” Minerva frowned “this isn’t good. What are we going to do for money?”
“we can figure something out, but lets work on isolating Harry” Dumbledore said dismissively “with two family members in the ministry and one in Gringotts I can’t start potioning the Weasleys so how can I approach this safely? … hmmm … that might work”
“what?” a curious Minerva asked.
Dumbledore frowned “unfortunately it wouldn’t be something I can wait to do. It will have to be fast”
Minerva twitched in annoyance as she realized the old wizard was too deep in thought to even hear her “ALBUS!”
“What?!” the startled old man yelped nearly tripping over Fawkes’ perch.
“tell me what you’re talking about. Do you have an idea?” Minerva asked still a bit annoyed that she had to ask again.
The headmaster chuckled “sorry Minerva. I got lost in thought for a moment there. You see I am Harry’s guardian so all I need is to do is use my legal rights to get control of him”
“in what way? He won’t just break away from the Weasleys just because you say so. in fact considering how close they are it may hurt his trust in you if you even suggested it … unless you fake some information?” Minerva offered as a possible solution.
“unfortunately we don’t have the time, money or people to fake the amount of information we would need, but we don’t need to. All we need is for Harry’s wife to tell him to break off the relationship” Dumbledore explained though still ended without a complete answer just to be cryptic.
Minerva raised and eyebrow as she pondered the old wizard’s words, but suddenly her eyes widen “you want to use the marriage vows to forcibly control the boy”
“exactly and as his guardian I can force him to marry while he’s still underage. Harry doesn’t know about the Black family policies allowing him to appoint a representative and there aren’t any preceding marriage contracts so all I have to do is write a contract to bid Harry to someone that includes one sided magically binding vows. It’s illegal to allow those kinds of vows, but since there aren’t any other guardians who need to agree the goblins can’t get involved. The ministry will file the contract and no one can do a thing especially since Harry doesn’t know he can ask the goblins to review the contract” Dumbledore said as he actually started scribbling down the very contract he needed.
The transfiguration professor sighed in relief “it’s good a good thing that you left him in the dark about so much. If we had to deal with another guardian it will go to the goblins and that would be bad enough. If we had another contract Harry would have to chose after the goblins explain every detail and that would be an even bigger mess. Who will you make him marry? It should be someone easy to manipulate or indebted to you so they will order Harry to do what you want … this would solve all our money issues as well” she said with a smirk as she realized that Harry’s spouse will be able to withdraw any amount of money without any problems. If the Order had the Potter fortune financing them they won’t be stopped.
“yes … I will look around the students at dinner and see who will make the best candidate” Dumbledore said as he finished the contract and set it aside to read over later so he could join Minerva at the dinner.
After his regular announcements he looked through all the students. The bulk of the students would not like the idea of subjecting the ‘Boy Who Lived’ to the orders he wanted set for the brat. all the others will jump at the chance, but would probably be more interested in their new status as the Potter’s spouse and ignore Dumbledore’s plans completely. This wasn’t going to be an easy choice, but his eyes zeroed in on the best possible candidate who was seated at the Gryffindor table.
Hermione was willing to take control of Harry without any regret, which at the time did infuriate the headmaster, but she may be exactly the person they needed. The muggle-born was also a bit of a brownnoser for Dumbledore so he could tell her what he wanted done without any argument, but to be sure he had to talk to her personally. Why she did what she did is what did is something he wanted to know before making his final decision.
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“jerks” Hermione muttered as she picked at her food. None of the other Gryffindors were even speaking to.
She couldn’t understand why they were all still so pissed at her. She couldn’t even break into the book she assumed was Harry’s diary and the cheek she slapped is fine. Plus she failed to potion him and she was punished! They should get over it and at least stop giving her the cold shoulder.
“can someone hand me a piece of cake?” Hermione asked as her favorite little chocolate cakes appeared for dessert, but instead of giving her one the plate was passed down the table first and to her utter fury was empty by the time it returned. She was happy the meal was done and wanted to leave right away.
The headmaster approached her with that kind smile that made her feel happy even though he originally supported her punishments “Ms. Granger could we have a talk in my office. It’s about your treatment”
“of course headmaster” Hermione said eagerly and followed the wizard she admired and believed could do no wrong. Despite the fact that the wizard didn’t care for what she did he seems to have forgiven her and she’d do anything to get back in his good graces since the only regret she felt over what she did was making Dumbledore mad.
As Dumbledore entered the office he gestured to the chair in front of his desk “please have a seat Ms. Granger” he said and flicked his wand to shut the door as she sat down before taking his own seat “now I noticed that things haven’t gotten any easier with your peers, but I must know if it is even worse behind closed doors. Is it? Because if it is I will stop it. I will not have that behavior in this school”
“it’s really just more of the same thing headmaster. Once the illusion fell off the snickering stopped so I guess it improved a little” Hermione admitted still not happy about the situation.
Dumbledore nodded understandingly “I’m curious Ms. Granger, why did you do it? Why did you feel it was necessary to put Harry under an enslavement potion?”
“he’s …” Hermione trailed off not sure how to continue.
“its alright Ms. Granger. You are safe here” Dumbledore said in his deceitfully kind grandfatherly tone.
Hermione relaxed a little “he’s gay”
“pardon?” Dumbledore asked not sure where the problem was.
“Harry is the ‘Boy Who Lived’! He should have the perfect life, but he showed no interest in girls least of all me and I’d be perfect for him, but he never cared and he seems going down the wrong way. The Weasleys are only making it worse by flaunting their life style as if having gay children is ok … and after my attempt to help Harry failed I saw … Ron and Harry kissing” Hermione explained.
“I see” Dumbledore said calmly though he hated he narrow minded muggle view. Clearly as much as she likes to claim she’s the smartest witch out there she doesn’t really think like a witch, but she said something he like. She said she wanted to keep Harry on the right path and that’s what he needed “I whole heartedly agree with you though what you did was still dangerous” he said pretending to care.
“I know sir” Hermione hung her head in shame.
“good … as for Harry’s situation I feel I will need help to stop this behavior” Dumbledore said solemnly.
“I … I could help headmaster” Hermione offered sheepishly.
Dumbledore frowned “what I intend to do is a lifetime sacrifice. I can’t ask that of you”
“please headmaster let me help. I’ll do anything!” Hermione exclaimed never noticing the nearly unseen smirk on the old wizard’s lips …
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“I’m going to shower” Harry said as he undressed in the dorm.
With the runes hiding his last scars and no modesty he removed all his clothes. Of course like many times before someone seemed to find a way to watch him undress. At first it was a few 7^th tears who were lucky and then it was some of his own 6^th year peers, but since it was the boys dorm room girls can’t get in the room if there’s no one here or if someone is changing. At that’s the case now because Harry tweaked the runes around the dorm to keep Hermione out, but even with the rune he still felt better having his trunk in Ron’s room. After all he had the excuse to see Ron every time he needed a change of clothes.
Harry turned on the shower in the stall and closed the curtain to relax as the hot water eased his muscles, but he heard someone come in “hey Harry, McGonagall is here, she says Dumbledore wants to see you” Harry heard Neville say through the curtain.
“of course he does” Harry grumbled in annoyance as he turned the water off and stepped out of the shower ignoring the squeak from an embarrassed Neville who quickly turned away from Harry’s naked form “if I’m going to deal with that ass I’ll need something to keep me sane” he said not caring if anyone else was in the room. He figured Neville wouldn’t call them that if anyone was in there to hear it so he leaned over to kiss Neville. Neville gave a squeak of shock as he was suddenly turned around, but the squeak changed into a moan as those lips massaged his own “just what I needed” he purred as he pulled back leaving Neville flushed and panting.
Harry took a moment to admire Neville’s flushed face before reluctantly leaving to get the clothes he set out for tomorrow that were on his bed. He took longer to change than necessary, but couldn’t stall forever. Once he stepped out of the dorm he saw an impatient transfiguration professor waiting there.
“lets hurry now Mr. Potter” Minerva said and they were soon walking down the endless stairs and halls to get to the headmaster’s office. The second Harry stepped in the room and saw Hermione there looking smug he knew something was up.
“it’s good to see you my boy” Dumbledore exclaimed in his usual cheerful mood and those eyes were twinkling madly “it has come to my attention that you have to marry soon in order to keep the Potter heirlooms so I wrote a contract for you. this will also protect your families future especially since you need an heir to continue the line. I didn’t like the idea of rushing this, but this is a war driven time. Anything can happen to you or any of your friends, like young Ron or Ginny. All you have to do is sign” he said and handed Harry the quill. The headmaster frowned as Harry seemed indifferent and calm as opposed to the obedient and frazzled boy he always was, but it didn’t matter if the boy suddenly grew a spine. With Minerva’s help they can restrain him and take the Weasleys captive to force him to do anything.
In a split second Harry made a decision. There was an active floo right in the Gryffindor common room and he had a bag of floo powder. If he can beat them to the dorm he can save Ginny, Ron and Neville, but he had to move as fast as he could “no” he said firmly. That simple answer was all it took for everything to descend into chaos.
Minerva rolled her eyes ”why must you make everything difficult?” she muttered and flicked a painful stunning charm at the boy only to get the shock of her life when Harry not only blocked her charm, but sent one back at each of them.
“you can’t get out-” Dumbledore yelped as he dodged the spell, but his argument died in his throat when Harry simply tapped the door making it open and raced down the steps.
Harry ran as fast as possible, but he realized that there was a cat bounding towards him and … right passed him? Harry realized McGonagall was going for Ginny and Ron!
“I won’t let you get them” he hissed and tapped his glasses releasing a headache potion and a snitch.
He kept running as the emptied he vial, extracted his memories of what just happened, put the memories in the vial and corked it. To make it clear there was danger he bit his own hand and spread the blood on the vial before tossing it in the air. The snitch caught the vial in mid air and the bag of floo powder that was thrown right after before racing away even faster than the four legged professor. However the second he felt safe a set of talons grabbed his arm and he felt a pull as red flames surrounded him. When the flames receded he saw that he was in a stone cell lit by only one dim torch and Fawkes was with him.
“Fawkes …” Harry trailed off knowing he couldn’t be mad at the bird who was only following its masters bidding.
Fawkes dropped the letter in its mouth and sang sadly as if to apologize, but Harry was more interested in the letter, which read “you will soon understand my boy that this must be done. In fact I believe your friends will see that we are right soon too and convince you to do the right thing my boy. Until then stay there and think about how selfish you’re being”
“bastard” Harry grumbled with irritation as Fawkes flew out of reach and disappeared in the same flames that brought him there, but Harry noticed something off “damn bird took my wand” he sighed, but shrugged it off. After all he had his glasses so there was no reason to worry.
At firs he considered just trying to apparate out, but he didn’t want to risk apparting right into any spell or rune he couldn’t see because it was outside and get splinched. If Dumbledick put him here there had to be security, right? So he resigned himself to doing this the hard way not the he minded. He seems to have made a hobby out of dealing with all thing the hard way. One minute later he was wearing his gloves, shoes and gray robes and searching for an exit.
“I don’t think this is in Hogwarts otherwise I’d see some runes implying it was connected to the main building … if I’m not there where am I?” he muttered to himself as he inspected the walls of his apparently circular cell, which though dimly lit by the torch that was too high to reach was easier to see once his eyes adjusted.
It became clear this was a cell that was for apparating people in because there weren’t any exits hidden or otherwise, but Harry continued to search. While he found nothing helpful, but he did find something rather scary. Poking out from the dirt floor he found a human bone. With a little digging he found two ribs and a skull …
“dear merlin” Harry gasped and backed away, but as his eyes scanned the floor he began seeing a lot of lumps that could be more bones.
The only thing that broke him out of his morbid thoughts was a light breeze. If there was a breeze there was a way out, but didn’t find anything earlier. It suddenly occurred to him that it was night when he was taken here so if there was a window he wouldn’t see it if it was high up. He removed his glove and used the blood from his hand to scribble some runes down on the gloves and boots. With the new runes he placed his hands on the wall and found that they stuck firmly so he carefully began to climb up the surprisingly high cell.
For what seemed like forever he edged his way around room until he finally found the very small barred window. Out of shear curiosity he tried to stick his hand between the bars, but instantly regretted it. He yanked his hand back as a searing burning pain covered his hand. Without any choice he ripped glove off with his teeth and let it fall. The feeling immediately made him think it was acid …
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Ron looked up from his homework as he heard tapping and saw the blue snitch. He all but ran to the window and let it in, but instead of a love letter or something he paled as a blood covered vial with a memory and Harry’s bag of floo powder fell in his hand “shit!” he snapped knowing instantly it was a warning. He ran out of his room and grabbed his sister who was thankfully in the common room reading “we need to leave now”
“what? Why?” Ginny asked, but paled as a bloody vial and bag were shoved in her hands. She was barely aware of her brother racing into the boys dorm to grab Neville as she stared at the items. It was clear that this was serious and she was cursing her brother Bill for stalling sending the portkeys. Sure all except the one Remus took turned out to be too damaged for use so he had to make new ones, but now Harry was in danger and they couldn’t help.
With Neville in tow Ron returned “get in the floo!” he yelled and just as they got in the floo the common door flew open revealing McGonagall who looking pissed, but it was too late. Ginny, Ron and Neville vanished in green flames as the powder hit he fire and they appeared in the safety of the Weasley home.
Arthur looked up from the paperwork he was finishing for work and was baffled to see his youngest kids and Neville standing there “why are you-”
“Harry’s in trouble!” Ron screamed on the verge of tears as his sister held up the bloody vial making Arthur’s eyes widen in horror …
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