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Wisteria	By : Morosemordant Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 15346 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Wisteria

Harry/Severus & Harry/Blaise

Warnings: Rape, abuse, slash (male/male pairings), violence, language, sexual situations… NOT KID FRIENDLY

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor do I make money from the brand name. Most characters are JK Rowling’s as well as Warner entertainment’s property. I do not own nor do I intend to infringe upon licensing or copyrights.

Chapter One: Sweetheart

Harry wasn’t stupid enough to expect that no one noticed the change in him, but they all seemed so please about it. Gone was the Harry who caused trouble and talked back, Harry had changed for the better. At least, that was what all the teachers were saying. Harry was quiet; he studied and did his work without complaint. No one asked why, they all assumed the relationship was good for their boy hero.

The bruises were getting harder to explain and Blaise was starting to get careless. Harry spent that night in the bathroom with his potions kit. Harry was glad that some potions were mandated to quidditch players for lesser injuries. He found that only two of his toes were broken and all he could do for those was to use the toes beside them as splints. He would look up more healing spells during his break.

By morning Harry had had no sleep, his eyes were heavy lidded and red. By now all of Harry’s bruising was a nasty yellow but at least they no longer hurt. He had stopped the bleeding around four in the morning. Harry, though tired, hurt less than he had in days. He just hoped Blaise would be busy the next few so he had time to completely heal.

Harry was dressed and sitting in the great hall before anyone else that morning, staring at the food on his plate in nausea. He took a bite of his scone and sipped his water while the teachers started to shuffle in, some still half asleep. Harry took his potions book from his satchel and made an attempt to study the last few pages of chapter six. His left hand was near useless when he tried to hold the book with it and when the tome fell heavily to the table all Harry could do was wince and be glad only a few of his professors looked up at this disruption.

Picking his book back up Harry felt the presence of a body behind him. He closed his eyes preparing to deal with his boyfriend. It was too early for this shit.

“Good morning sweetheart.” Blaise leant forward over Harry’s shoulder and kissed the other boy on the cheek while his hands found their way to frail shoulders. “Why so tense baby? You know you really should take care of yourself better.” Some of the Hufflepuff passing giggled and cooed over the couple for a minute before taking their seats. They thought it was cute but Harry saw it for the threat it was. ‘Do not piss me off Harry.’

Blaise spotted Draco and a few other Slytherins making their way across the hall and grabbed Harry’s chin kissing him breathless and roughly biting the others lip before pulling away suddenly leaving Harry’s mind reeling.

“I’ll see you in class Harry.” With that Zabini stalked across the hall to his fellow Slytherins with a smirk across his face.

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Charms was a miserably boring affair but Harry couldn’t help be amused by the hopeless Hufflepuffs and their attempts at basic household charms. He ducked as a cast iron pan flew over head, the bristle quickly followed. By the end of class dust and bubbles clung to Harry’s hair and clothes. His charms were effortless, even though he scrubbed through the bottom of one pan.

“It’s not clean” was his murmured response to Hermione’s shocked face.

Harry walked quickly when the bell rang. He made it to History without incidence. The brunette sat heavily at his desk and pulled out his textbooks. Today he couldn’t seem to pay attention, the doodles on his pages attested as much. His body hurt enough without the hard wooden chairs against his back. If Harry had taken the day off it would have required lying, and he just wasn’t good at that.

The bell rang shrilly knocking Harry out of his thoughts. He packed his bag up and settled it gently on his shoulder as he made the long walk to the dungeons.

Surprisingly the chilled air felt good against the boy’s skin and he wondered if infection might be to blame. Now was not the time to worry about fevers or injuries as he had a test to pass.

Harry took his seat to the right of the class near the front and waited patiently for instruction. As usual, Professor Snape stood at the front of the classroom watching as his students filed in making sure no one would sneak in unnoticed.

The bell rang a second time signaling the beginning of class and Harry looked up from his desk as the professor began his usual pretest lecture.

“Now before we begin and I hand out your instructions I have a few rules to begin with and an announcement. Firstly: If I catch you cheating, and believe me I will, you will be given not only a fail on your test, you will also receive detention with filch for the rest of the school year. Secondly: You will not be permitted to talk. Now…”

The class waited for the next announcement; if it caused Snape to cringe they knew it had to be big.

“Headmaster Dumbledore has found it prudent to change teaching methods moderately, starting with incentives.” At the look on his students’ faces he continued. “Those of you who made above a ninety percent on the last test will be exempt from this test. Though you will have to take the next test, those of you who make above a ninety on this test will be exempt from the next. This way you have the possibility of cutting the number of tests you’ll have to take in half.”

Harry gasped causing the Potions master to glance at him briefly. “Those who meet these requirements are dismissed. I will see you in two days time for our next lesson, please read the next two chapters and write a brief summary to turn in then.” Only three chairs scraped back as everyone else went to grab their quills. Glares were sent in the three students’ direction by some.

“Mr. Potter please do close the door on your way out.”

As the seventh year turned to grab the handle he was met with the furious glare of his boyfriend. Harry gulped and slammed the door a little harder than necessary in his haste to avoid those eyes. He new it wasn’t as good as it seemed. Blaise was pissed.

“Can you believe it Harry only three of us had a high enough grade to be exempt? Really a ninety isn’t the hardest to get I’m disappointed that no one else is making at least that in Potions.” Harry nodded numbly and glanced back at the closed door.

“For once I have to agree with Granger. Strange thing is I can’t understand how YOU got that grade.” Malfoy quipped with a smirk. All Harry did was look at the floor and kept walking. Draco deflated and frowned as the pair walked on without so much as a backwards glance.

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Harry and Hermione said their goodbyes on the stair case as she went on to the common room for a quick nap. Harry walked quietly to his favorite table in the library putting his bag down before going to peruse the shelves: Magical Maladies, 101 Fungus Healers, Diagnosing your Disease…

“…Healing by Helga Hildatyte... I guess I could use that one…”Harry murmured to himself as he continues looking through the medical texts. By the time he was done his arms were laden with tomes which easily weighed twenty pounds a piece.

THUMP

“Sorry Ms. Pince.” Harry said quietly to the angry looking librarian. He hadn’t meant to drop the books on the table. But now that he had he took out pencil and quill and began copying at a furious pace. Nearly five sheets of parchment later and he was done: so many potions and charms to learn. Seeing as it was the end of Harry’s school day, as all he had left was a study period, he began packing up his belongings and putting up books. On his way out he ran into someone, quite literally.

“Sorry Malfoy.” Harry muttered from the floor as he began gathering his papers which had scattered everywhere. Malfoy bent down while Harry was busy and scanned the contents of one of the sheets confusedly.

“Training to be a medi-wizard Potter, there must be fifty healing charms copied down here.” He didn’t mean it to come off so cruelly, he was genuinely curios and Potter hadn’t been rising to his bait for months.

“None of your damned business Malfoy… Sod off would you.” But he didn’t sound angry, just tired. At this point all Malfoy could do was leave as asked, his curiosity peaked and unsatisfied. Harry looked after a minute shocked the other boy had actually left.
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