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Blood Filled Chalice	By : Blackkitten23 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 50896 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 11
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Chapter List
- 1
- 2
- 3
(I’m thinking)
“I’m speaking”
Pairing: Yaoi M/M, Harem – top Harry x bottoms Fred / George / Albus / Gellert / Severus / Tom (TMR)
Last Time:
The young boy reached under his father’s bed to pull out a box with a neatly folded uniform with a wand like stick on top and a school bag holding his textbooks and quills. He hugged Hagrid and went back to his dorm without anyone being the wiser …
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“Professor Snape is here, get up Draco” came a voice from a room down the hall.
“alright … I’m up Theo” grumbled a sleepy Malfoy “go wake Blaise, but be quiet as you go to his room, we don’t want to wake the Potter brat. Let him miss getting his schedule and breakfast” came Draco’s smug voice. No one knew that Harry was stirred awake by their quiet whispers even if they were a few doors down the hall.
“I like this dorm … the light through Black Lake is tolerable” Harry grumbled as he opened the curtains around the bed and got out of bed to meet the gentle green glow coming through his submerged window. A sharp pain radiating from his fingertips made him hiss in pain, but he had to ignore it. The black gloves were the first pieces of clothing to go on, but he paused as he slipped the right glove on. Wrapping around his right wrist was a very fine scar.
Harry went from looking at the scar on his wrist to craning his neck and glancing over his shoulder to look at his bare back. Five matching scars crisscrossed across his back and the lowest one running horizontally along his lower back lined up with his scar on his wrist. It was a terrible reminder of who his true family really is and is what his Dad claims is his own foolish mistake.
That’s not the case … no, not by a long shot … the fault for these scars lies solely on James and Lily Potter …
It was just over a month after a the six year old Harry was abandoned at Hogwarts and indirectly in the half giant’s loving care. Hagrid was fed up with calling the Potters and decided to drop Harry off at his and Michael’s 6^th birthday party. Not that he didn’t adore Harry, he did! More than anything he wanted to keep little Harry, but he knew he couldn’t do that so he flooed over to the Potter’s the morning of the party with an excited Harry.
Thinking he was going to finally prove to his parents that he wasn’t useless Harry foolishly went to find his parents. Hagrid realized that he forgot some of the things he bought for Harry and quickly flooed home thinking Harry would be fine in his home … he was wrong …
The young creature found his parents in the kitchen decorating a cake. Harry was about to start explaining that he was a creature who needed blood, that nothing was wrong with him and that he could do magic now. In hindsight he should’ve started running the second the two Potter adults glared at him, but he was too excited at the prospect of earning his parents’ love that he didn’t listen to his own instincts. When he ran over to tell them his story he tripped on a banner that was a decoration.
Lily snapped first … she screamed at the little boy and said horrid things. Despite bursting into tears Harry still tried to explain, but then James started yelling. This is where Harry’s memories get fuzzy … he remembers fear … James threatening him and saying to never come back … trying to run … pain in his back and finally waking up in Hagrid’s hut. Apparently when Hagrid returned he found no one and searched for Harry to say goodbye, but to the half giant’s horror he found Harry sprawled out on the floor of the kitchen bleeding from multiple gashes on his back and a completely severed hand …
James Potter shot Harry in the back with the cutting curse and both parents left the 6 year old bleeding on the floor as they went outside to decorate … Hagrid was furious at the Potters and took Harry to a doctor he knew that helped creatures.
That was the last time he saw the Potters …
That was the last time he spent his birthday with that family …
That was the day Hagrid became Dad to Harry …
“mistake … that wasn’t your mistake Dad” Harry whispered to himself before going back to dressing. With his school uniform in place he grabbed his school bag and checked to make sure everything was there. He put his fake wand in his belt like most kids would, but he didn’t care. One look at a wand and he knew it just wouldn’t feel right. Hagrid was a big believer of following your instincts so when Harry said something felt wrong about using wands the half giant said that they would figure something out. That something turned out to be a piece of wood that was warped to look like. One hand swishes the wand while the other does the magic …
It turned out to be necessary because when Harry does channel his magic through something it either explodes or dissolves into a smoldering mess. Teaching Harry how to control his vastly different and almost wild magic was a tricky experience for the half giant, but they got through the basics without burning each other … not too much at least …
“ok … ready” Harry sighed as he left his room and walked into the common room to find the Slytherins slowly gathering all of whom were shocked that he was already there and knew where to go. Not that they showed their shock, but they were up against a far more observant being that could, to a certain extent, smell their emotions.
Severus let an almost unseen twitch of annoyance get to his eyebrow as he spotted the Potter “it’s time to get your class schedules. First class is at 9:00 so don’t be late” Severus let his eye land connect with Harry’s for a split second as he started handing out schedules. Clearly the professor didn’t think Harry’s would be on time or was hoping the boy would be late so he could give the Potter detention. Although he knew will see both Potters in detention probably more than once in the first week alone, but despite his confidence on the issue be won’t be seeing Harry … unless someone gets very lucky and catches him …
“Potter!” Harry looked down at the blonde Slytherin known as Draco Malfoy who may have been taller than Michael, but was still shorter than Harry by a few inches “you cut in front of me”
That wasn’t by any means true since Harry got there before them and had every right to get his schedule first, but the crimson eyed boy just smiled “is that so? My apologies” he said in his silky voice making some people shiver as he went to sit on the couch. Much to everyone’s surprise Harry waited patiently as each person got their schedule before him. He really didn’t mind since he preferred not having to deal with them. Once the last people grabbed their schedules he got up and took the schedule handed to him “thank you professor”
Severus nodded hesitantly not expecting manners from the boy “go eat Mr. Potter”
“of course Professor Snape” said Harry as he skimmed his schedule and memorized it once again shrugging off the hostility behind the Slytherin’s words “I’ll see you this afternoon professor” said Harry as he turned heel and went up to the Great Hall.
It was still a little early so he sat on the he stone rail of the porch outside overlooking the grounds and finished looking at his schedule. It looked like he had Charms and Transfiguration in the mornings and Potions and Defense in the afternoons on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. Tuesdays and Thursdays had Flying and Herbology in the mornings and Muggle Studies, History and Care of Magical Creatures for those afternoons. All in all not bad especially since he only had class with a certain flying instructor …
Off in the distance he heard other students heading for the Great Hall and one set of voices coming from Gryffindor tower …
“bloody hell! Look at all these classes and we have to share with the slimy snakes! Not fair” grumbled the voice that was definitely Michael Potter’s.
“yeah … why didn’t you say anything about Harry? Look at my ears! The twins did this because they weren’t told, but I didn’t know!” whined the boy Harry recalled as being the red head called Ron Weasley … the twins’ younger brother who must’ve been pranked as planned.
“he was always sick or whining about being hungry that my parents kept him apart from everyone to monitor him. Now come on, I’m hungry” Harry scoffed at his brother’s bullshit excuse and got up to go in the castle just in time to cross paths with them as they walked into the Great Hall. The instant Harry’s eyes met Michael’s the Gryffindor flinched and quickly followed his friend Ron who was sporting a pair of pink rabbit ears instead of his normal ears.
Harry snorted in amusement and went to sit at the Slytherin table in the spot that was away from everyone else. James was trying to get Harry’s attention, but Harry ignored him. It was foolish of him to even consider trying to talk here of all places. Really what was the idiot thinking? All Harry knew that if the man didn’t stop soon then his Dad would stop him and it would be painful. The half giant did look pissed at the man’s antics … not that anyone beyond Harry could tell.
It was just about time for breakfast so it wasn’t a surprise to see the Headmistress enter the Great Hall, but it was surprising for her to walk up to Harry “Mr. Potter, your father raised some concerns about your sorting so before this starts I wanted to ask you if you wanted to be resorted. I apologize for the awful timing, but by the time I met your Head of House you had already left”
That would’ve been the stupidest place to discuss a private matter, but Harry could tell she put a ‘notice me not’ spell around them so it was as private as it would get “really? I kind of rushed out. I don’t know why he-” even just the thought of referring to James as ‘father’ left a horrid taste in Harry’s mouth, but he tried not to show it “-would believe such a thing. I have no complaints about my house headmistress. My housemates are all quite accommodating too so I like it there”
Which wasn’t a lie. Harry doesn’t want to be near people as his body is changing in case people found out about him being less human than expected and the Slytherins have kindly isolated him. Granted they didn’t intend to be nice, but Harry is still happy with the results. Also he likes the dorm. The lighting is gentle on his eyes and it’s fairly quiet …
McGonagall eyed him critically clearly taking note of the fact that he was sitting away from everyone, but nodded anyway “very well, but should anything happen or you change your mind please discuss it with me”
“Yes Headmistress” Harry said with a smile as she walked away before canceling the spell on them. A scent from her robes caught his attention. It was the scent of a three headed hound who wandered the Forbidden Forest. The hound was very friendly and Harry named him Fluffy, but his Dad said it was a wild magical creature and shouldn’t be treated as a pet even if Fluffy was kind and fell asleep with music … though that didn’t stop his Dad from feeding each of the hound’s three heads thick steaks when it stopped by or from buying it toys and playing fetch. They loved Fluffy and Harry was worried when the three headed hound stopped coming around in the last couple weeks. The centaurs haven’t seen Fluffy either. Hagrid started hinting that it must’ve been Fluffy’s time to pass on since they didn’t know how old the large hound was, but then why is Fluffy’s scent on the headmistress?
Minerva McGonagall stood in front of her seat and everyone became silent in order to listen “classes start today so good luck to you all. For all first years do try to get to classes right away and form groups to find your way or ask an older student or professor where the classrooms are. We don’t want people getting lost, but if you do find any portrait and tell them you can’t find your way and they will either guide you or get one of the staff members depending on your situation. With one last note, please stay away from the third floor corridor for the time being. There was an incident with a set of backfiring charms and the corridor has been deemed unsafe until the charms wear off and can be repaired. Now everyone please eat up” the headmistress sat in her chair and lots of food appeared on the tables.
Harry piled some food on his plate and tried to ignore the loud chattering of students as he ate. As he finished breakfast he saw his Dad smile at him silently wishing Harry good luck with classes and that was all he needed to start his day. It was strange, but no matter what the noise around him was like he was always able to hear his Dad clearer than anyone even if he was quiet. Out of the corner of his eye he saw James attempt to get passed the half giant, but Hagrid ‘accidently’ collided into the flying instructor as they were making their way out of the Great Hall. Harry just turned into the hall and smirked as he heard James snapping at his Dad who was ‘blubbering’ apologies … very convincingly too …
“ok … any ideas Fred?” Harry paused as he heard a familiar voice.
“we know it wasn’t someone from Hufflepuff” Harry looked around a corner and down an empty corridor where the sassy twins were whispering to each other.
“yes and I doubt it was a Ravenclaw. They may be smart, but not the best at sneaking around” it became clear what they were discussing. They were trying to find out who whistled at them last night.
“Slytherins and Gryffindors are our best bet. We need to pay attention to our map when we go out. If he comes near us again we’ll know who it is” blood colored eyes narrowed. A map? Interesting … maybe he should take this map before the twins find out. He has a gap of time in between lunch and Potions so he could sneak into the Gryffindor tower between those times. Unfortunately he didn’t know the password, but then again it is a dorm that is actually easily accessible compared to the submerged Slytherin dorm … for him at least …
“I must say that anyone who sneaks out at night so casually has some serious balls. Not as good as us, but still good” Harry smiled at the statement that sounded like a challenge and started walking away so he will reach his Charms class on time. Just before he was heading down some steps he heard one last comment …
“so true brother, but if he’s cute maybe he won’t mind us sucking his big balls”
A blush spread across Harry’s cheeks as he stumbled a couple steps. Those twins are something else! The young creature’s thoughts were rudely interrupted as a couple older Slytherins shoved as the passed him. No one noticed his fast reflexes move to catch himself at what was definitely inhuman speeds. The Slytherins just laughed and kept walking thinking they hurt him, but Harry paid them little mind and went to his first class. It was still a couple minutes early so he had a choice of seats.
As Harry sat down in the center of the middle row the other first years raced into the room. To his shock Draco sat to his right, Blaise to his left and Theo sat in the seat in front of him. Even before Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle took the two seats behind him Harry’s instincts were going haywire. This had bad news written all over it …
“morning class!” Professor Grindelwald said as entered the room. Everyone said good morning, but Harry noticed that Michael and Ron weren’t there. However the charms professor paid it little mind and began class “today we’ll be learning a simple levitation charm- … yes?” the professor pointed to a young girl from Gryffindor who raised her hand.
“umm … professor, shouldn’t we wait for Michael?” she asked getting several nods from her fellow Gryffindors.
Gellert sighed and shook his head “I will not be delaying my class for any student. Mr. Potter will have to catch up later. Wands out everyone!” the Gryffindors all looked stunned that this professor wasn’t waiting for the ‘Boy Who Lived’ like he should be, but despite that shock the class continued. The professor demonstrated the spell and lectured on its uses and limitations before giving the students a chance to try. He made sure everyone had the wand motion down and even called on a few people to show that they had the incantation down before unleashing the students on the unsuspecting feathers in front of them.
Harry pointed his fake wand at the feather and hid his other hand under the desk top, while trying to ignore the pain in his fingers. When he opened his mouth to say the incantation Draco stepped on his foot making Harry flinch in pain. He shot the blonde a glare only to see the blonde doing the incantation as noting happened. Harry attempted to try again and this time Blaise jabbed his left shoulder throwing his hidden arm off. After taking a second to think about how to complete the task he tried again only to have a feather from the row below fly up at him …
“oops could you toss that back down?” Theo asked innocently though Harry knew better. With an eye roll Harry tossed the feather back down to Theo who yelped slightly as the feather shocked him slightly when he grabbed it. A certain creature mentally smirked at the baffled look on Theo’s face. It was a little sparking charm Harry placed on the feather and he decided that he wasn’t going to sit around to see what the Slytherins behind him have planned so he raised his hand. He heard Draco grumble as the professor smiled and came over …
“I think I’m doing this wrong professor. The feather only goes up a inch, but drops a second later. I can’t seem to get it to stay up” Harry explained softly so as not to disturb the others around him. In his head he was snickering at the Slytherins who tried to sabotage him. They wouldn’t dare doing something with Professor Grindelwald right there.
The blonde professor nodded in understanding “I think I know what’s off, but let me see you try first” Harry did the swish and flick motion paired with the incantation, while his hand under the desk simply jerked a finger. The feather raised for a split second, but dropped like a stone after “I see, you’re wrist motion is right and you’re saying the incantation right, but the timing is off. Start saying the incantation a little earlier and draw out your movement”
“yes professor” Harry pretended to tweak the motions and timing as instructed, while his hidden hand slowly waved upwards. He smiled as the feather floated higher and stayed up “thank you professor”
“anytime, now try it a few times until you have it down” Gellert smiled and went to help another student who apparently blew up his feather. Suddenly Michael and Ron sauntered into the room, but the attempt to be cool was ruined as Ron’s bunny ears smacked him in the face and Michael fell flat on his face when he tripped. Several Slytherins smirked as Michael scrambled upright clumsily. Gellert scoffed and stood over the boys “class has long since started-”
“WHAT?! You started without me?!” Michael’s jaw dropped. He couldn’t believe that he, the famous ‘Boy Who Lived’, was left behind.
Professor Grindelwald’s eyes narrowed dangerously at the blatant disrespect he was shown “despite what you seem to believe the world doesn’t revolve around you” Gellert frowned as Michael looked pissed “while this is the first day I can’t allow being tardy by … 35 minutes to go by without a punishment. You both have detention with me this Saturday at 6:30 after dinner” Michael and Ron took their seats and sulked the rest of the class even as their fellow Gryffindors tried to help catch them up on what they missed as they were strutting around school.
Harry simply ignored Michael for the rest of the class and was happy he proved that he could do the spell to the teacher despite the other Slytherins’ best efforts. It was a good first class, but it was still a relief to hear the bell signaling that class was over. He waited for most of the other Slytherins to leave before risking it. That unfortunately meant he was the last to leave since Draco and his two muscle bound thugs lingered as he pretended to get his bag together.
“goodbye Professor Grindelwald” said Harry as he left to go to Transfiguration. Gellert looked at the boy curiously and said goodbye. The young creature wondered why the professor looked at him that way as he quickly moved through the halls. He disappeared down a hidden passage and came out in another hall. After slipping past a couple Ravenclaws he went down the hall and into a classroom where he found Albus Dumbledore dressed in rather flamboyant gold robes.
Albus turned away from his chalkboard as he heard someone take a seat “Mr. Potter you’re the first person to make it. You can sit closer if you like” he commented as he noticed that Harry sat in the back an all the way to the farthest side of the room.
“it’s alright Professor Dumbledore. I’m happy where I am, thank you” said Harry meaning every word. It was a little too bright in this spot, but with a flick of his magic one side of the shutter closed a little easing the burden on Harry’s eyes. Thankfully the professor didn’t see the subtle change as he turned seemed to be searching his pockets for something. This spot was strategy. Now no one can sit behind him and no one can sit on one side so he effectively narrowed down the possible range of attacks. If this works he will always choose this spot and since he knew several forgotten hidden passages that act as shortcuts he will always get to his classes first. He could always have a strategic advantage.
The young Transfiguration professor seemed a bit surprised when he looked up from his pockets, but smiled “if you’re sure then that’s fine. Would you care for a Lemon drop?” he asked pulling out the wrapped treat from his pocket. It was nice to see that Harry wasn’t impolite. He expected much worse all things considered, but he wanted to give boy a chance since he still felt guilty about not remembering him.
“sure, thanks” (I prefer Blood Pops, but I could use a sweet anyway. My fingers still hurt) Harry thought as he took the offered sweet and popped it in his mouth before he professor grabbed another for himself “would you like some help Professor Dumbledore?” he asked as he saw the gold professor start passing out matches.
“why yes, thank you! One per seat please” said Albus as he handed Harry a box of matches. The young wizard started passing the matches out, but he put a little charm on the ones that were on the desks closest to his seat knowing that the Slytherins will try the same strategy as before. Just as Harry handed back the leftover matches and sat down the other students started trickling in.
Professor Dumbledore beamed as everyone sat in their seats and noticed several Slytherins sitting around Harry not knowing that it was a bad thing and not a show of house unity like he thought “Ok, today you will all be learning Transfiguration” his eyes skimmed the faces and he noticed that Michael was not there and he was missing a Weasley and two other students, but he shrugged it off thinking they got lost in which case someone will find them soon. It was the first day after all “Transfiguration is a very tricky art that has many complex facets. You must have a strong mind to truly master it, but today we’ll start with something easier than turning someone into an animal”
With that introduction out of the way Albus began explaining what else they need to know. Before a few minutes passed two young Gryffindors entered the room and admitted that they got lost. As the formally lost students took their seats Harry noticed that there was still no sign of Michael, but right now he was more concerned with Draco who was seated next to him.
(this will be interesting … I don’t really need to prove I can change the needle today. Most people won’t get this for another two days so I won’t worry) Harry thought as he pulled out his fake wand and pretended to try and change the match into a needle as instructed. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Draco shoot a sneaky smirk his way and tried to subtly try to hex the Harry, but the match started rolling away before suddenly bopping Draco right between the eyes.
“what the hell?” Draco hissed as he stared at his match, which was laying innocently on the desk in front of him.
Harry glanced at Draco “problem?” he asked seemingly with genuine curiosity. After all, where acting is concerned, he learned from the best.
Draco didn’t even suspect foul play as he glared at the match “none of your business Potter” he hissed harshly, but low enough so that the professor couldn’t hear him. The blonde noticed that Blaise, Theo and Greg were having similar problems, but Vincent wasn’t. He didn’t realize it was because Harry only charmed the matches that he placed on the three closest desks …
The desk in front of, the desk next to and the desk diagonal from Harry’s desk. He only knew those seats would be taken by Slytherins for the sole propose of sabotage and he sabotaged them first. Other than those spots he wasn’t sure who’d sit where and he didn’t want to prank someone not out to get him. If they point their wands at him the matches will strike …
“just asking” Harry grumbled and furrowed his brow in concentration as he continued pretending to be focused on the task.
One Gryffindor raised his hand “professor how much harder would this be if we used wandless magic?”
The young auburn haired professor chuckled “incredibly difficult. You have to learn to change living things into inanimate objects and how to vanish objects before you can get the control needed to start wandless, which is why wandless magic is taught in the 7^th year-…”the professor paused and turned towards the door ”glad to see you could join us Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley. You both missed a great deal” everyone turned to see Michael and Ron.
Michael’s eyes narrowed “you didn’t wait for me?” he was sure his own Head of House would wait as expected.
“I’m your professor not your nanny. You won’t get special treatment here even if you are in my house. Now take your seats” said Albus before going to help someone who raised their hand.
“bitch” Michael hissed.
Everything in the room became dangerously silent. Ron looked shocked and backed away from his friend. Everyone else froze and Harry felt his instincts scream danger even though he knew he wasn’t at fault. It was scary to see the handsome professor slowly turn with his magic cackling in the air and stare down at the ‘Idiot Who Lived’ who looked sufficiently terrified …
“you will be spending detention with me, understood?” Albus said his tone lacking all the warmth and kindness he had before.
“yes professor” Michael gulped.
“good, sit” Albus demanded sharply. Once Michael took his seat the room relaxed and everything went back to normal for the rest of class.
As the students filed out of the room Harry went up to the professor’s desk where the professor was shuffling through papers for the next class “I know saying sorry for something my brother did won’t really mean much so I won’t. Instead I want you to know that I will try my best to stay on your good side”
Professor Dumbledore looked at Harry and laughed “thank you Mr. Potter-” he rolled his eyes in amusement “how silly of me, it seems we have a name issue. Do you mind if I call you Harry? It would keep things from getting confusing since you and your twin are in he same classes together”
“I have no problem with that professor Dumbledore” Harry felt so happy about this development. After all, he hated being called ‘Potter’ “but you know professor. It could’ve been worse. We could’ve been identical twins” Harry pointed out making the professor chuckle “good day professor”
“good day Harry” Albus said with a smile. As harry left the room and started walking down the hall he heard the transfiguration professor say “boy did we peg Harry wrong”
So that explains the looks from the professors. They thought he was going to be the stereotypical arrogant Potter. He was glad he changed their minds, but that won’t change how the Slytherns treat him unless he can get Professor Snape to understand. That, however, wasn’t a big deal so he went outside to casually walk around as he looked for the best window to get into Gryffindor tower. He didn’t have time to steal the map now, but he could just look and it seems the best window was pointing south.
“you beat our record for most detentions in the first week all in one day?! We’re so proud of you bot especially you Ronniekins … you know Mom will murder you, right?” Harry smirked as the twins poked fun at the two first year Gryffindors. This Mrs. Weasley sounded scary. Even Michael’s tone sounded nervous at the mention of angering the Weasley mother. Harry hoped to meet her someday. James no doubt would be proud of Michael and try to get the detentions waved, but maybe Mrs. Weasley will get involved and set someone straight. Whether it was only Ron or Michael and James too Harry wasn’t picky. Either way it should stall James for awhile.
Finally everyone began heading to lunch and as usual Harry sat far away from the other Slytherins, but Harry was drooling over the ribs that were served to care about them or James. He took a serving of ribs and after getting that look from his Dad he reluctantly got some veggies. Really he didn’t care for the sauce on ribs, it was the bones. The meat was eaten and then the veggies. Faster than anyone could see the bones of the ribs disappeared just before the house elves vanished the dishes.
Where’d they go? Into Harry’s pocket. It was easy to casually eat the chicken wing bones the night before, but someone would notice a student chowing down on bigger bones.
“got a snack, now for that map” Harry muttered as he slipped out of the Great Hall. With the use of a hidden passage he just barely avoided James who ran after him again just faster than Hagrid expected it seems. The half giant won’t let that happen again, but it made Harry wonder two things …
One, tomorrow’s flying lesson will suck …
Two, that James might not remember who he dumped his unwanted son with. Surely all those owls and floo calls made it clear Hagrid had Harry the first time or did James not realize that Hagrid saved Harry again after the cutting curse incident?
Harry pulled a bone out and chewed thoughtfully as he wandered though the secret tunnels. One benefit to being raised by the Hogwarts groundskeeper is that you get lots of time to explore so he found hundreds of shortcuts that no one has used in ages. With the use of these passages he made it to the fourth floor in no time. The bone he was eating, which was softened through the cooking process, cracked revealing the creamy marrow. Harry sucked out the creamy goodness and ate the rest of the bone before starting eating another.
The book bag and fake wand were left behind in the passage and while sucking on a bone Harry slipped out … the window!
(my fingers won’t like this, but I need to get that map) he thought as he started scaling the wall. On any other day this would be too easy, but damn his fingers hurt every move he took upwards felt like shards of glass were being driven into his fingertips. So he moved fast just to get this over with. In no time he got to a window and peeked in …
Lots of red and gold assaulted his eyes … a couch and seats … a table … he knew he found the Gryffindor common room. The window opened obediently and he jumped in. A shudder zipped through him as he smelled his brothers scent, but forced himself to ignore the sickening smell and looked for the Weasley twins’ scents. Two seconds passed and another bone, but he found it!
The scents lead him to two beds in the boy’s dorm, but there was another problem … the trunks under each bed were booby-trapped. Sure his skin was resistant to magic, but the number of security spells on the trunkswould make a dent in a bloody basilisk!
“they’re lucky they’re cute” Harry grumbled as he wrapped his magic around the trunks and pulled them out from under the bed. With a little fiddling he managed to open both trunks without getting hexed to oblivion. He saw a parchment in the right trunk that was coated in charms “found the map … what’s this?”
Wrapped around the charmed parchment, which he could see was actually a map once he used his magic to activate it, was a black strip of cloth. He removed the cloth and looked at it … he suddenly blushed and tossed the strip of cloth back in the trunk before putting trunks back where they were. With a deep blush on his face he basically jumped out of the window with the map in his pocket …
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Severus looked up as he was prepping his classroom for his students and to his surprise he saw Harry Potter there before everyone else. Albus already told him that Michael Potter earned two detentions so they could schedule everything right. It was expected that this would happen, but he was a little surprised that Harry wasn’t acting out. Potters and polite doesn’t go together however both Albus and Gellert the Slytherin twin was quite kind.
“hello Professor” Harry greeted and Severus noticed he took a seat in the back of the room, but along the inside of the path that split the classroom desks down the middle. A spot that made things easy to see, but kept him out of the way or out of reach … interesting …
“I’m glad you are on time. Your brother seems to have already made a habit of being late” Severus said trying to keep his harshness out of his tone. He may have judged the boy too quickly, but he wasn’t going to give the boy any slack incase it turned out to be an act.
Ok, technically Albus noticed Harry wasn’t sitting with the other Slytherins during meals and Severus confessed that he didn’t trust the boy and told the other Slytherins to avoid him. One big scolding later and a threat to remove his rarest potion ingredients Severus agreed to lift the isolation order. Unfortunately he only intended to tell the Slytherins to make it less obvious that they avoiding the Potter.
Harry smiled not revealing the suspicions he felt as the students were heard coming down the hall “I won’t develop that habit Professor Snape” he said as he remembered talking to his Dad about school. Just because they decided Harry should act like a normal boy with average grades doesn’t mean he should take it too far. His Dad would not be happy if he failed a class that was simple or was late or disrespectful … getting detention or breaking certain rules were debatable issues depending on the circumstances.
“that’s good to hear … no gloves Mr. Potter” Severus said sternly.
“I’m sorry professor, but my skin reacts to certain things like plants. I’m especially sensitive to Mandrake root, but I made sure to pick fake dragon hide gloves. They won’t effect the ingredients” Harry said just as the other students started trickling in. It wasn’t exactly a lie. The strange skin reaction started when his fingers started bleeding. Maybe it was because of the claws developing, which is the other reason for the gloves. The potions professor said nothing. It wouldn’t be right to discuss medical issues in front of others so Severus simply checked the gloves material and once he confirmed they wouldn’t effect the ingredients he grudgingly let Harry get his way.
Every student, except Michael, took their seats. Harry was a little surprised to see Ron there. Maybe he decided not to risk his mother’s wrath even more so. It seemed Michael wanted to keep pushing it though for it wasn’t until after the lecture on the dangers of brewing, safety tips and after everyone started getting their potions going did Michael enter the room with a smug smirk.
Michael smirked and held up a note “I was lost-”
“detention Mr. Potter” Severus said not caring for excuses. The note was most likely a fake James wrote up so his son could run around and do as he pleased without tacking on another detention … it actually was.
“I have a pass you prick!” Michael snapped.
Harry’s so shocked that he forgot the pain in his bleeding fingers for a moment, but he forced himself to focus on his potion as Professor Snape ripped his brother a new asshole with one hell of a tongue lashing. The professor really knew how to make a point. Once Michael was scolded and paired with some student to do the potion with because it was too late to start one of his own the class started to go back to normal.
Bur, then Harry smelled something familiar …
He helped his Dad on several potions and he smelled that weird chemical smell before, but where?
*boom*
“Mr. Potter!”
Oh, that’s right! It was when his Dad accidently melted a cauldron, which Michael somehow did with the harmless ingredients for a wart remover and now the professor was pissed again … at least no one was hurt …
The creature practically ran to the next class after turning in his potion, which was luckily not sabotaged. Professor Riddle was nice and his large snake named Nagini scared everyone except Harry. Michael finally seemed to figure out that he wasn’t going to get away with anything and came on time, but then during the lecture, which much to Harry’s annoyance was on the LDC, Michael hexed the snake.
Tom whirled around at the sound of the snake’s pained hiss “Mr. Potter, did you just hex my familiar? Detention!” a short argument followed because Michael was that eager to dig himself an even deeper grave.
“are you ok?” Harry whispered as he gently stroked the snake’s scales. He had to focus on the English language or he’d start speaking snake and it wasn’t a good idea to reveal … he certainly doesn’t want James to know. The fool would flip out and investigate, which could lead to discovering things too early. Harry’s thoughts were interrupted when Nagini purred slightly and wrapped herself around him making other students shriek in fear “ummm … professor”
The DADA professor turned and sighed ‘Nagini get off the boy’ he hissed to the snake not realizing that Harry understood every word.
‘i refuse. This one knows how to use his hands. He would be a good mate Master. It’s about time you forgot those vibrating toys under your bed’ the snake hissed back and Harry bit down on his cheek to keep from reacting as Tom blushed.
‘OFF!’ Tom demanded and after a stare down Nagini relented. With the snake off his student class continued and ended without further trouble. There was time before dinner so he found and slipped the twins a note saying sorry for taking the map. The twins found the note, half in Fred’s bag and half in George’s bag. Harry watched from a distance as the red haired twins put the note together and was glad to see that they looked very amused after the shock wore off.
One of the twins called the note writer a pervert! That’s a laugh! He wasn’t the one who wrapped a map in a thong!
Dinner was odd since the Slytherins seemed to spread out so they were closer to him, but they were still not very friendly. He didn’t want to push it so he raced through his meal and just stayed in his dorm until he could meet his Dad for some blood.
”I don’t know who this map belongs to, but the twins didn’t make this” Harry muttered as he approached Hagrid’s hut where his Dad was chopping wood.
“what map is that little giant?” Hagrid asked as he brought fresh wood inside.
Harry sat at the table and handed Hagrid the map and explained how he got it … minus a few details like flirting with the twins and underwear wrappings though Hagrid suspected there was something left out. The half giant sighed as his son activated the map and a name was revealed “Marauders … that’s James old gang when he was a student long ago. He was a right nasty bully”
“oh … then there’s only one option” Harry said and the map floated up into the air where it began shredding itself into tiny pieces.
All the tiny pieces piled into Harry’s palm and he blew them out of the open window … each piece turned into a butterfly as it left Harry’s palm making a beautiful swarm of shimmering butterflies flying across the moonlit sky …
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