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The Third Time is a Charm	By : ladyedgecombe Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 45346 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don’t own the HP Universe. I admire. Rowling for entertaining us with her world of make believe. I don’t make any money from writing this story, I just like to have fun and borrow her characters for a while but I promise to put them back

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The Third Time is a Charm

Summary:
Warn-language, child abuse, M/M SS/HP AD/RW/HG bashing
Explicit sex scenes, Severus will be OOC and a host of other characters.

I want to thank my wonderful beta Lex for her great support and encouragement. I don't think this could have happened without her.

Chapter 2: All Is Not As It Seems

"Potter!!!" The potions master's baritone rang out angrily in the dungeon classroom full of students. The young man jumped as he was startled and Harry just sat there thinking 'He sounds upset, what now?'

Harry raised his head to face his Professor and locked his green eyes with obsidian staring at him, "Yes sir?"

"You will stay after class and discuss your next detention with me, Potter." The acerbic man in the black robes with a stern expression glared at Harry until he lowered his head and replied with a "Yes sir, Professor." His tone would make anyone think that he was a whipped puppy. Actually Harry knew that this was planned to keep suspicion off the two of them and it also only meant that Severus needed to speak with him about something important. The Gryffindor was trying hard not to smile so he kept his head lowered until he could school his face into a depressed but defiant expression.

As the rest of the class bottled their potions and packed up, Harry gathered his things and made his way to the front of the class. The Professor looked at him and said, "Mr. Potter," it was loud enough for the rest of the exiting class to hear, "you cannot continue to chop up your ingredients in that manner and expect a perfect potion, you will have detention with me this evening to see if you can learn something in the little time you have remaining at school before summer break."

Hermione was the last student to the door and as she reached it she turned around to look at Harry. "We will wait for you in the hall, Harry." Her eyes looked sad and compassionate but Harry knew better. He just looked at Severus, then back to the girl standing by the door and shook his head before Professor Snape could put an end to it.

The Professor glared at her and said, "You may go to your next class, Ms. Granger. I am sure Mister Potter here does not need a babysitter nor will he die without one of his adoring fan club members for a few minutes." The sneer on his face was enough for the girl to get moving out of the classroom. Really, the next time slot was a free period for Harry while Hermione had Ancient Runes; they would not have been together anyway. When she left, the door was shut, silenced and warded, only then did Harry turn to Severus with a big smile on his face, chuckling at his snarky professor.

"Okay, Sev, what did I really do wrong and what detention?" His green eyes were so bright with amusement and love that Severus almost forgot what he was going to say and why he started this farce in the first place.

"Harry, I have spoken with the Headmaster and he still insists that you need to go to your relatives for a few weeks this summer. I tried to talk him out of it but he will not give in on this matter. Even after I told him some of what I had seen during our Occlumency lessons." He gazed at the young man and his voice lowered to an anguished whisper. "I don't want to send you back there." Severus slowly brought his hand up to caress Harry's cheek, reveling in the slight spark of electricity that he always felt when they touched. The taller man gently stroked his love's face as he pulled him closer so he could hold the teen and offer some comfort. "I even suggested that because of your godfather's death, you should be with friends or be able to stay here. I didn't really go into it too much though, not wanting to arouse suspicion."

Harry laid his head on the man's chest and sighed, he knew it was a long shot and didn't really think that Dumbledore would let up on his insistence that he must return to his relatives. It was just that every summer his 'loving family' got worse than the year before and he was not sure what would happen if he had to stay there. It seemed that as he got older, his uncle got more violent and perverted. Severus had seen some of the abuse in the earlier years in studying the mind arts with Harry, and even though Harry was horrible at first, he and Severus had started to get through some of the exercises with more success as the year progressed. Since starting up again after the disastrous Pensieve incident, a new understanding developed between them, and things started progressing more positively than Severus could have predicted. It still did not help with Voldemort though, Sirius still died at the Department of Mysteries. Harry had learned how to block some the pain of his death but had to practice clearing his mind every night to keep back the nightmares.

Severus, with elegant fingers beneath Harry's chin, gently lifted the face of the Gryffindor so he could see the teenager's beautiful eyes. "Harry, you know I will get you out of there as soon as possible. Just give me some time. We will make this work."

A tear slipped quietly down the young man's cheek as he softly answered, "I know, Sev, we just need some time." Severus bent down and briefly claimed the young man's lips with his own and then held him a little longer in silence. Both were thinking about the abuse Harry had suffered before and would likely be subjected to again. Severus picked up Harry's hand and read the words etched into the skin ' I must not tell lies'. His anger started to rise to the surface. This was just another senseless act of abuse on the young savior who was now leaning against his chest with his eyes closed, taking in as much comfort as he could before he had to leave and face the real world again. This moment's respite felt as if they were shutting out the entire world and getting a much needed moment of peace.

Severus finally pulled away and he told Harry, "Be sure to tell everyone you have a detention with me at seven this evening and it will be late when you finish. That way no one will be looking for you. We have a lot to talk about and I don't want any interruptions. I have some news from Gringotts in response to the letter we wrote. We need to go over the statements and get some other things in place for your respite from those muggles."

Harry leaned in for a quick kiss and got ready to leave. As Severus pulled down the wards on the door of the classroom, Harry put on his 'I am in trouble with the greasy git' face and headed out the door.

Severus watched the boy, no young man, leaving the classroom and chuckled as he saw Harry's expression. Really, Harry should have been a Slytherin with the amount of play acting they had done recently. He really hadn't taken well to the knowledge that Harry must be his soul mate. In fact, he fought it with everything in him. He kept thinking that Harry was too young, he didn't deserve him, he was an incorrigible brat, he was the savior of the wizarding world, no one would accept them, and if word of this got out everyone would try to separate them. But Harry took every one of these objections and countermanded them. He didn't care he was the greasy potions master, he didn't care about the public and he didn't care about any of the other protests he made. Harry said he only knew that he had started to feel safe with Severus and that meant everything. That was when Severus started to accept the situation, now there were a whole other set of problems to worry about; Harry's friends.

Lunchtime was half over so Harry made a mad dash to the Great Hall, hoping to grab a bite to eat. He had spent more time with Severus than he thought. There he saw his two 'best friends' and Ginny sitting at the Gryffindor table halfway through their lunch. He quickly sat down at the table and pulled a sandwich off the platter, poured himself some pumpkin juice and started eating.

Of course, it was too much to hope that he could eat in peace. As soon as he started to put food into his mouth, Hermione and Ron started asking questions. He put his sandwich back down with a sigh and looked at them; he just could not eat the way Ron did, speaking with food in his mouth.

"I have detention tonight, again." He told them dejectedly. "Snape wants me to learn to better prepare my ingredients so I have to scrub cauldrons." Ron looked at him and started talking with his mouth full as usual. Not a pretty sight so Harry looked at the table instead, shaking his head at Ron's table manners.

"Whf coldons to fo wid ingeefent?" It was sad to say that, even though his mouth was full, everyone at the table could understand him by now. Still shoveling food into his mouth, he looked at Harry for an answer.

Hermione started up then and said "Harry, you should talk to Professor Dumbledore, there wasn't anything wrong with the way you prepared your ingredients. I mean, it was a little sloppy, but your potion was still alright. There was no reason for him to treat you that way." Then the little miss know-it-all huffed under her breath, looked at Ron and shoved her elbow into his ribs to get him to stop eating so fast. She had done this so many times and the red head knew what she meant and just glared at her and said, "I hungry! Leave me alone"

Harry thought, 'who is she to tell me my ingredient preparation was sloppy?'

Harry started on his sandwich again, when Ginny started in on him, "Harry, why do you have so many detentions with the greasy bat? He always gives you more than anyone else and he needs to leave you alone. I wanted to see if we could take a walk this evening." That last bit of her statement almost sounded almost whiny.

Yeah, just what he needed.

Harry turned to her, hoping he looked apologetic and answered, "Well, not tonight Gin, I have to report at seven this evening and I have a feeling I will be there most of the night. You know he always gives me a lot to do, maybe some other time."

"That's what you said last time, Harry. I am beginning to believe that you are just too busy for me. No wonder you never date, you've always got something to do and never take the time out to spend it with your friends, or maybe you are avoiding us completely." And with that she grabbed her book bag and stalked off in a huff with her nose in the air, as if she was better than anyone at the table.

Never spent time with his friends? When did he have time, did she forget about the DA? That was spending time with friends. He just didn't spend alone time with her. Harry was deep in thought when he chanced a glance at the head table.

Out of the corner of his eye, Harry saw the tall, dark professor at the head table smirk. Well maybe Ginny would leave him alone now. Or then again maybe not, this was not the first time she got mad at Harry because he 'ignored' her or found something else to do when she wanted to go for a 'walk'. Still, 'walk' usually translated to someplace, out of the way, for a snogging session and Harry didn't want to spend his time that way. He just didn't enjoy being around girls like that, and hadn't for a long time, even before discovering his soul mate. He was hoping Ginny would get the subtle message, but so far it hadn't happened yet. He would probably have to take a more direct approach like he did with Ron. These Weasleys were not the smartest of the bunch.

Harry briefly reflected over the past year at Hogwarts. If you have told him that he would be friendly with Professor Snape and he would find out his friends would betray him and Dumbledore would use him, he would never have believed it. The most amazing thing this past year was finding his soul mate. When Professor Snape resumed giving him Occlumency lessons, they discovered a spark (literally) every time they touched. It started with Harry falling and spraining his wrist and when Severus held it to take a look at it there were sparks. Then he saw the scar from the blood quill, he was not happy about that and got all protective about it. The spark had only grown brighter from there during the last part of the year and Harry felt so safe when Severus would hold him it just seemed surreal. Like nothing could hurt him as long as he stayed there. Of course, in a few days he would have to go back to his loving relatives to spend the summer and he didn't know how he was going to live without seeing Sev for a whole month.

"Mr. Potter!" a surly voice cut across his reflections, "I do believe you will be late for class if you don't hurry." Harry looked up to see Severus glaring down at him, eyebrow raised in a smirking kind of way. Harry then he looked around the Great Hall and realized it was empty. Well, at least he had eaten half a sandwich.

"Yes, Professor, I am on my way." Harry quickly picked up his books and ran out of the Great Hall and through the door for Care of Magical Creatures class.

"Where have you been?" Hermione hissed as he sat down on the grass beside her and Ron in class. "You were nearly late for class!" Harry just looked at her but before he could answer Hagrid started his lecture on blast-ended skewts so he didn't comment. Really, you would think she was his mother or something. He hated when she reprimanded him like that. She wasn't his keeper and he had made it to class on time. At least the summer would mean getting away from her.

Harry wasn't paying much attention to classes the rest of the day. After having taken OWLS, the fiasco at the Department of Mysteries and the death of his Godfather, the teachers didn't really mind too much. He had been through a lot this year. There were only two days of school left anyway. Next class was charms and he couldn't even tell you what Flitwick was talking about. He briefly came to the present to write down his summer assignment but then went back to thinking about how much his life sucked. Maybe he could go visit Severus early because he didn't really feel like eating. After class, he excused himself from his 'friends and told them he was going to take a nap.

"Are you feeling alright, Harry?" Hermione asked. Yeah, like she really cared.

"I'm fine, Hermione, just tired." Harry replied. He just wanted to lie down and forget about school, summer, and his traitorous 'friends'..

Going back to Gryffindor tower, he got into the bed that he had used for the last 5 years and closed the curtains, put up a ward and silencing charm that Severus had taught him and lay down. He remembered that conversation that Ron and Hermione had while he was in the hospital wing. The conversation that changed his life forever... the same conversation that let him know exactly how they felt about him; the same conversation that told him of Dumbledore's machinations and lies and manipulations; the same conversation that inspired him to go to Severus for help.

That was what tonight's detention was all about. During the conversation, his friends were having while they thought he was sleeping, he discovered they were not really his friends, but were hired by Dumbledore to be his friends. Also they had said something about money taken from his Gringotts accounts and bonuses for keeping him out of trouble. Actually they were angry with him because they would not get a bonus this year as they didn't keep him from the Department of Mysteries and got into trouble. Oh, they had tried but Harry knew Sirius was in trouble and he had to help. After they left, Harry had to sneak down to the dungeons to talk to Severus. They drafted a letter to Gringotts and sent it with Severus's owl. They didn't want to use Hedwig as she might be monitored. They spelled the letter to only be read by someone at the bank and explained the situation. Severus had said he had an answer from the Wizarding bank and they would go over it tonight.

He was not sure he wanted the answers but he was sure he needed them. He needed to know everything that was going on if he was to survive.
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