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What Would You Do?	By : snapeisthebest Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3351 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-What Would You Do?
- 2-two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
- 19-Ninteen
- 20-Twenty
- 21-Final
- 15
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Everyone held their breath as the portrait opened at the words Harry hissed out to his grandmother. None were more disappointed than the Slytherin Heir. He had hoped and searched for so long.

Tom also held his breath as he and Severus stood at the painting with Harry as he spoke the words. When he saw the devastation on the young man's face, he walked around to face Tamah. To his shock, she was now holding a book in her hand.

“Where did that come from?” He asked.

“This is the secret. My secret. Her secret. Such a clever and powerful witch, your little FA. I can't imagine ever being more proud of her.” Tamah answered.

When Harry heard his uncle's question, he quickly joined him in front of the painting. “Mom's journal? How is that a secret? We've all read it. Or at least part of it. I still don't understand.” Harry sat on the floor. Neville came over and knelt beside his friend. Placing a hand on Harry's shoulder, he asked “What is it, Harry? Talk it out with me”

Neville learned quickly back at school during their meetings that whenever Harry got frustrated it was best for him to talk it out.

“I don't know, Nev. Grandmother said she protected the secret of the Kin Annal. And that she protected my Family secret and mom's secret both about the book. She said that whole thing I told you about speak the words and all that. I did; and she opened and there was nothing. Uncle Tom went around to talk to her and he asked 'Where did that come from'. So, I went around and looked and saw it was Mom's journal. How can that be secret? Everyone here has read part of if not all of it.” Harry began his ramblings. He knew what his friend was doing and was very grateful.

“We are searching for the book that has the most powerful spells. Not just bonding ones; but ever known. We know, as it was confirmed through all that damn research, it was entrusted to the Slytherin Family. Uncle Tom confirms it. We have also been told tat my mother discovered how to break the spells on my uncle. AND that the family will ALL be free when the last spell is broken. I just don't see why my mother would do all this. I mean... there is nothing behind the portrait. And all that happened was....my.....mother....MERLIN'S DIRTY Y FRONTS!!!!!!!!!” Harry jumped up and ran over to his uncle and hugged him fierce. Then kissed him on the cheek. Glancing at Severus, Harry noticed him and his Grandmother exchanging a knowing look.

“You knew.” Harry more stated than asked.

“Yes, yes I did.” was the response.

“Why? Why didn't you say anything?” Harry was hurt by this bit of information. Didn't Sev want to bond with him.

Severus walked to Harry and pulled him close. “Your mother was a powerful, very....creative witch. Especially with protection spells. I was unable to say anything until you figured it out on your own. Or with the help of one that was not myself.” The man explained to his love.

“Soooo....You were the secret keeper?” Draco asked.

“Not exactly. I knew. I just didn't know that I knew. Not until seeing Lady Riddle again. That unlocked the memory. The spell to be able to discuss it was only broken when you figured it out. Similar to a secret keeper but the pain is.......far more intense.”

Harry wrinkled his brow at the that statement. He didn't like the idea of anyone he loved being hurt. Especially Severus.

“When...?” Harry started.

“Does it really matter?” Severus cut in.

“It matters to me.”

“Doesn't matter now.”

“Will one of you please explain what it is Harry has discovered that Severus has known?” Tom interrupted.

“Oh sorry, Uncle.” Harry said as he turned to face his uncle. But not before he muttered a “Later” to Severus, who really hoped Harry forgot. He really did not want to tell the younger man about the severity of the pain he endured and the frequency of it.

“I am pretty sure that if I say these words in Parseltongue to Mom's journal, we will find the book we've searched so long for.” This was confirmed by the nod his grandmother gave him and the smile from Severus.

“OF COURSE!! That is so very.....Slytherin! Hide it in plain sight and lock it in a way no one but a true Slytherin can open. GENIUS!!!!!”

“So glad you approve Ms Granger.” Severus stated with a smug look.

“It was your idea?” Harry asked in astonishment.

“It was. I had been drawn to your mother since I first met her. I had no idea why. Until now. Simply because you, her son, are my Life-mate. Not the issue at hand but does play a part in the whole thing. We became great friends even before Hogwarts. After which there were more in our little group. Everyone, with the exception of myself, was sorted into Gryffindor. Lily convinced the Sorting Hat, much like yourself. And she did trust her friends; James, Remus and especially Sirius. However, they were also the ones at as high a risk for attack and possibly death. So, she came to me while I was admiring the lake one day wearing a most intriguing locket. It opened with the portrait on the outside. She explained everything to me that night and revealed her mother to me. Taught me the spell to return her to this and to shrink her back. Just in case. Dumbledore started watching her closer, she grew concerned and entrusted me with madam's safety. Telling me that the existence of her family depended on it. Her. Being her best friend, I asked no, well, very few questions. I took charge of Madam and cared for her. We had many enlightening conversations as well. After several months, Lily requested her return. I reluctantly complied. But only after she informed me of what was going on. After further discussion about Lily's concerns of Madam being discovered and destroyed, I suggested that she lock away everything she knew and sealed it with one of the languages her line only could speak. And here she is. Right where she is supposed to be. I know everything. I just couldn't remember it. Until now.”

“Yes, it has been a very long time, my Snake.” Tamah smiled at her one time protector.

“Indeed, M'Lady” Severus slightly pinked at the term of endearment he hadn't heard in many years.

“Finish now, Harry. Go to the book; set us all free as you have always been destined to do.” His grandmother told him proudly. “but first, there is something more important you NEED to do...”

“What could possibly be more important?” a bewildered Tom asked.

“My dearest Tommy. Just getting me off this damn wall.” his twin replied with a sickly sweet smile that the others were certain meant pain to come if she didn't get her way. When she was alive anyway.

Harry reached up and grabbed the sides of the portrait and removed it from the wall. Before anyone could say or do anything, Severus was muttering a spell and the portrait shrank down into a beautiful locket on a delicate silver chain. With a smile to his mate, Harry turned and went to where Tom was and placed the necklace around his neck.

“Where she has always been.” Harry stated as the portrait fell to lay directly over Tom's heart.

Everyone finally returned to the study and the journal. All stood with bated breath as Harry spoke the words he had read in his mother's journal to the object itself.

There was a bright flash and then where there was one book; now sat two.

“It was hidden inside to protect it, and spelled to separate, as you shall now need both.” Tamah informed her perplexed grandson.

“Shall we begin?” Draco asked. Ever the Slytherin. Curious as to what secrets the other book held.

After several hours......................

“Well, obviously the 'blood of family' happened when Wormtail did the ritual in the cemetery using Harry's blood. Which either broke or lessened the effect of most of the spells. And the 'Touch of willing love' must mean that someone that loves him must voluntarily touch him?”

“No. If it were that easy, it would have been broken a long time ago. We all love him; and have all touched him. So...no. That's not it.”

“What if it means, um, the actual, uh, act of love?” Neville asked as he turned bright red.

“Don't be silly, Nev.” Fred said. “Sex can't be the answer either.”

“Yes, I very seriously doubt that the Dark Lord Voldemort is a virgin.” George continued as both twins rolled their eyes.

“We all know that Auntie Bella was more than happy to accommodate him in EVERYTHING.” Draco added with a grin.

“Please! I never touched that BITCH!”

“ Be thankful, Tom. Trust me, you didn't miss anything.” Rudolphus stated with a disgusted look on his face.

“Can we change the subject?” Both Harry and Neville asked at the same time.

“Oh....my.....wow....That's just.....wow......BRILLIANT!!”

“Would you care to enlighten us, 'Ne?” Remus asked.

“It is the ACT of lovemaking that will break it. Not sex but making love. Which is very different.” She glared at the giggling twins and Draco. The three quickly stifled their mirth and straightened their faces at the stern Mrs. Weasley-ish look on their female friends face.

“When two people truly, deeply and completely love each other, it is so much more than just physical gratification. It's the total combining of two hearts and souls; making them one. Two halves becoming whole. Not seeking pleasure or just getting off. So, my cure will be her destruction. I'll die before harming her.”

All eyes were on Tom as he made his speech. Harry walked over and put a comforting hand on his uncle's shoulder. Remus' heart wrenched at the very sad and pained look in his leaders' eyes. He tightened his grip on Hermione.

Some hours had passed since the gathering in the study. Harry was on his way to visit Ginny. Something he tried to do at least three times a day. Everyone else was allowed to visit as they pleased, except Tom. He had to settle for letters and other means. The two had gotten to be very close through them.

This time as he passed an alcove, someone grabbed him and pulled him in. Before he could say or do anything, lips were pressed against his in a passionate kiss.

“The time draws near” was whispered against his lips and then his assailant was gone.

Harry continued on his way to his little sister's wondering what, exactly, Severus had meant.

“Hey Gin” Harry greeted as he was let into the rooms Ginny was imprisoned in for her own good. She could come and go as she pleased but chose to stay as close to her mate as she could. Which, of course, was not close enough.

“Hiya Harry” was the jovial reply . “How goes the search? Oh, and I finished reading the books you brought me. I really don't know why you insist on me reading all of these text books. It's not like we are in school” Ginny said with a smirk.

“Hey, you never can tell what you need to know. Besides, there is nothing wrong with wanting to better yourself” was the reply.

“Thanks for the time with Tom. It really means a lot to both of us. We have enjoyed getting to know one another. Not to mention the hugs and hand holding. We even almost kissed once.” Ginny was giddy with delight. Then, she stuck out her bottom lip. “But Tom said he wanted to wait until we could in person.” She pouted. Badly.

Harry pulled her into a hug. “I promise I will find a away. We are already half way there. Believe me, I want to cure him as much as you do.”

“Ewwww Harry! He's your uncle!!” Ginny teased as she looked at him. Trying to avoid the depressing mood that came with the worry of breaking the curses on the man they loved. Then walked over and sat on her sofa.

“Not like that!! I can still feel it when he loses control of his emotions. Especially when he loses his temper and curses people. Which, I might add, is happening more and more often lately.”

“I'm sorry. I know you will find it soon. But, when you do, remember......TOM IS MINE!!!!” The look on her face was serious for only a second before she burst out laughing.

“THAT is wrong on sooo many levels. Besides, Uncle Tom could never even begin to compare to Severus. The way he smells; the way his eyes light up when he smiles. The severe look of concentration when he is researching or working on a potion. Everything about him is just so fantastically wonderful.” Harry couldn't help the smile he had.

Ginny smiled at the happy far away look Harry got every time he talked, or even thought about the surly Potions Master. But, hey, who was she to judge. Here she was, pining for the greatest dark lord in history. One that just happened to be old enough to be her (shudder) grandfather.

Albus Dumbledore sat behind his massive desk in his office at Hogwarts wondering what happened to his control over his chosen pawns. 'Tom appears to be resisting the spells that were placed on him. Next time we encounter one another, I must remember to reinforce them. Just to make sure. I must also tell him to return Harry to me. If those two find out they are really family, it will ruin everything I have worked these past 50 years to achieve. My only real comfort is in knowing Harry is being held in the dungeon. Lord Voldemort does not visit his prisoners. Severus has told me that Harry is only brought before Tom for torture. I must get him back before one of those idiots kills him.'
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