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Lost and Damned	By : danniperson Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 24087 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Lost and Damned

Will They Find Our Hiding Place

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�Potter, I don�t know if this is a good idea.�
Harry rolled his eyes and kept walking. �Then go back to the dungeons, then, Malfoy. No one�s stopping you,� he assured the other boy. Malfoy had been so uncertain about the whole thing since Harry had invited him to come along to one of the D.A. meetings. It had been the night he and Malfoy had gotten drunk in the prefect�s bathroom a week and a half ago and the next time they had been able to hang out, Malfoy had brought it up again. Harry didn�t see the problem with inviting Malfoy along�He still wasn�t too sure if he could call the boy his friend, but he thought he could at least trust the boy with this.
Despite his concerns, Malfoy kept walking alongside Harry, though he was tense and kept glowering at the floor and the walls around them. Harry supposed he couldn�t blame him for being nervous, if that was it. Harry himself knew there would be a bit of questioning from the other members of the D.A. about it�Malfoy hadn�t exactly been great to many people and he doubted many of them would trust a Malfoy, especially since Harry had outed Lucius Malfoy as a Death Eater in his interview in The Quibbler. Where Malfoy might be ashamed to have the world know he was friends with Harry Potter, Harry was determined not to be like that. Like in the case with Snape, he had seen a bit more to the boy�And while Malfoy wasn�t nearly as strong and brave as Severus Snape, Malfoy also wasn�t an entirely evil git like most might assume.
The Room of Requirement was empty when they arrived, which was somewhat comforting. Draco sat down on a fluffy green pillow while Harry went over his lesson plans, the Room adjusting where it needed to, easily accommodating to Harry�s ideas. Malfoy didn�t say much, which was unlike him. Even if he wasn�t being mean, he normally had sarcastic or joking remarks to make about things. He simply sat there, trying to look tall and intimidating, though it seemed he couldn�t quite get that fear and concern out of his eyes.
�Oi! Harry! There you are�we were wondering�� said a familiar voice as the door busted open. Ron barged in with Hermione on his heels, her nose buried in a book as she walked. She ran straight into Ron as he stopped just inside of the room, staring at Malfoy. Harry glanced up from his parchment of notes and forced himself to smile at his best friend who looked horrified. Malfoy sat taller and smirked and Harry refrained from rolling his eyes. After having run into her boyfriend, Hermione scowled at him and it took her a moment before she noticed Malfoy. She sent a sharp, questioning look to Harry while Ron spoke. �Erm, Harry?�
�Yes, Ron?�
�Umm�I don�t know how to tell you this, but�Malfoy�s here,� Ron said, glaring at Malfoy.
�Yes, I know. I invited him,� Harry said, voice much more confident than he actually felt.
Hermione looked surprised and opened her mouth, but Ron spoke again before she had the chance. �Oh, okay, are we practicing on him then?�
Harry rolled his eyes. �No, Ron. He�s here to join the D.A.�
�What?!� Ron demanded. Apparently capturing Malfoy and using him as target practice made more sense. Harry only wondered who else might assume the same when they came in.
�Umm�.Harry�� Hermione began.
�No,� Harry cut her off. �Mal--Draco is my friend and I trust him and I say he can join us,� Harry said. He figured using Malfoy�s given name and calling him a friend might make his case stronger, though he couldn�t help but wonder what Malfoy�or rather Draco�thought of it. Draco made no comment, though, and instead looked rather smug as he watched Ron and Hermione. Ron looked almost offended while Hermione was merely confused.
�Harry--� Hermione began.
The door opened, though, and Ginny walked in with Neville and Luna. �Malfoy?!� Neville gasped.
�What will we be doing to him, Harry?� Ginny asked.
�We�re practicing on Slytherins, Harry?� Luna asked.
�Good plan, Potter,� Draco said, smirking. �I mean, Harry.�
The Gryffindors all blanched as Draco used Harry�s name. Harry tried not to laugh.
�Am I missing something?� Ginny asked.
�I think we all are,� Neville said.
�I�ll explain once everyone gets here,� Harry sighed.
Draco stood up and stood beside Harry at the front of the room while Ron, Hermione, Neville, Ginny, and Luna took a seat, still eying Draco with distaste and mistrust. The others began trickling in, though not all were as vocal with their thoughts. Lavender, Parvati, and Padma entered and immediately fell into close faces and loud whispers. Cho Chang came in with Marietta Edgecomb, though they seemed more interested in Harry than anything, only sending a few curious glances in Draco�s direction. A few who walked in looked like they might say something, but with so many people already there and Harry standing tall and unconcerned next to Draco Malfoy, most kept quiet, though all were looking curiously between the boys. Fred and George were happy to make plenty of jokes about Harry Polyjuicing some poor bloke to look like Malfoy or, like the others, suggesting he had kidnapped the Slytherin to use as practice.
Finally, when everyone was accounted for, Harry began speaking. �Erm�Hello,� he said a bit nervously, ignoring the snort Draco gave. �I�m sure you�re all wondering why M--Draco�s here,� Harry said. Several people either nodded or muttered things like �Yes!� or �Finally� or �You better have a good explanation for this.� Harry swallowed and forced himself to stand tall as he continued with a bit more confidence. �I am aware that�You may all dislike or not trust Draco, but�he�s my friend now and I trust him. You don�t have to like it, but I expect you all to be just as nice and respectful to him as you are to everyone else. I don�t want anyone trying anything funny.�
�But Harry! He�s a Slytherin!�
�He�s Malfoy!�
�He gave me detention yesterday!�
�To be fair, that one was actually deserved,� Draco replied and the speaker, Lavender Brown, was blushing furiously.
�Yeah, that one,� Hermione muttered. She was always complaining about how Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson abused their power as prefects, which Harry had to admit was true. He had never really done anything really evil, though.
�This isn�t up for debate,� Harry said irritably. �You can go if you want to, but Draco is staying.�
There was muttering and a lot of shuffling around, though no one got up and left. Harry felt comfortable enough to start the lesson, though Draco didn�t look too happy about having to join his classmates. The people he sat near scooted away a bit, but Draco paid them no mind. In fact, he took the whole thing very seriously when Harry explained that he would be teaching them about Patronuses today and explained the theory behind it before having them stand and start to practice. Harry walked around the room, coaching them all through it, telling them to conjure up a powerful, happy memory. Everyone was excited to learn this particular thing, though Harry felt the need to reaffirm the fact that producing Patronuses here, in the safety of this brightly lit room full of peers, was different than actually being out in the world under a very real threat, confronted by something like a dementor.
�Oh, don�t be such a killjoy!� Cho said brightly, watching her swan-shaped Patronus saor around the room. �They�re so pretty!�
She seemed to have gotten over their awful Valentine�s Day date, after a small bit of awkwardness, though Harry still felt weird around her. �They�re not supposed to be pretty,� Harry told her. �They�re supposed to protect you. What we really need is a boggart or something; that�s how I learned. I had to conjure a Patronus while the boggart was pretending to be a dementor.�
�But that would be really scary!� Lavender said, only puffs of silver vapor shooting out of her wand. �And I still-can�t-do it!� she added angrily.
Neville also seemed to be having a great deal of trouble near her, her face screwed up in concentration and like Lavender, only had bits of silver mist flowing from the tip of his wand. A few others were having the same trouble, but to his pleasure a great deal of them were steadily producing proper Patronuses.
�You�ve got to think of something really happy,� Harry reminded him.
I�m trying,� Neville said miserably, who was trying so hard his face was actually shining with sweat.
�Harry, I think I�m doing it!� yelled Seamus, who was attending his very first D.A. meeting with Dean. �Look--ah--it�s gone�.But it was definitely something hairy, Harry!�
Hermione�s Patronus, a shining silver otter, was gamboling around her. �They are sort of nice, aren�t they?� she said, looking at it fondly.
Harry grinned at her and looked around to see who else had managed one. He congratulated those who had managed and encouraged those who hadn�t yet. At last he found Draco standing off by himself, watching his silver eagle soaring around overhead, looking awed by it. �I�m sort of surprised I managed it,� he said quietly, though he continued watching his Patronus fly around.
Harry didn�t ask why. Maybe he worried about having too many bad or sad memories to successfully produce one. That very fear was what kept Harry from showing his off to the class. He had been feeling a bit down since his last unpleasant encounter with Snape and the man�s continued cold treatment of him. It wasn�t like he actually needed to produce one right now, he comforted himself by thinking. �You did great,� Harry assured him, glancing up at the eagle, as well, and half wanting to ask what happy memory had created it.
The door of the Room of Requirement opened and closed again. Harry looked around to see who had entered, but there did not seem to be anybody there�Maybe someone had left? Harry was glancing over the faces, trying to see if anyone new had joined them or if anyone was missing from the crowd of people. It was a few moments before he realized something was tugging at his robes near the knee. He looked down and saw, to his astonishment, Dobby the house-elf peering up at him from beneath eight of the hats Hermione had been knitting for the school house elves.
�Hi Dobby! What are you--what�s wrong?�
Dobby�s eyes were wide with terror and he was shaking. Everybody in the room had stopped and were now watching Dobby, their Patronuses fading away. The room seemed much darker and colder now.
�Harry Potter, sir�� squeaked the house-elf. �Harry Potter, sir�Dobby had come to warn you�but the house-elves have warned not to tell��
He ran headfirst into the wall: Harry, who had some experience of Dobby�s habits of self-punishment, ran forward to grab him, holding the small elf against him as he shook. �What happened, Dobby?�
�Harry Potter�she�.she�.she��
Dobby continued to try to struggle against Harry to hurt himself, and he was hard to hold. Draco hesitantly stepped forward, grabbing the elf�s legs to hold him still, making it a bit easier on Harry to hold him. �Who is she, Dobby?� he asked, though a second later a new thought occurred to him. �Wait�Umbridge?�
Dobby nodded and continued his struggle, trying to find new ways of hurting himself. �Merlin�fucking ridiculous,� Draco muttered under his breath, still struggling with the elf�s lower half.
�What about her? Dobby�she hasn�t found out about this�about us? Has she?� Harry watched the house-elf, the answer written all over his stricken face. Gasps sounded throughout the room and quiet mutterings. �Is she coming?�
�Yes, Harry Potter, yes!� Dobby cried.
Harry straightened up and looked around at the frozen, now silent, terrified crowed of people, gazing at Dobby.
�WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? RUN!� Harry bellowed.
Immediately everyone began running, heading out of the exit and spilling into the halls. Harry could hear them sprinting along the corridors and hoped they had the sense not to try and make it all the way to their dormitories. It was only ten to nine, if they just took refuge in the library or the Owlery, which were both nearer. Maybe even ducking into one of the lavatories.
�Harry, come on!� Hermione shrieked from the center of the crowd.
He scooped up Dobby, freeing Draco to run with the rest of the crowd and leaving Dobby to struggle to hurt himself more easily, the suddenness of it shocking Harry so that Dobby managed to punch himself a few times, his elbow jabbing into his chest or arms in the process. �Dobby--this is an order--get back down to the kitchen with the other elves and if she asks whether you warned me, lie and say no!� Harry said. �And I forbid you to hurt yourself!� he added, dropping the elf as he made his way to the door at last, slamming it shut behind him.
�Thank you, Harry Potter!� squeaked Dobby and he streaked off. Harry glanced all around him and the others were moving so fast all he really saw were streaks of color as they moved, vanishing around corners and behind doors. He started to run right�There was a boy�s bathroom up ahead and he could pretend he had been in there the entire time!
�AAARGH!�
Something caught him around the ankles and he fell spectacularly, skidding along his front for six feet or so before coming to a halt. His ribs and stomach ached and he cringed, rolling over onto his back as he heard someone laughing. He glowered as Blaise Zabini stepped out in front of him. �Trip Jinx, Potter!� the Slytherin said proudly. �Hey, Professor--PROFESSOR! I�ve got one!�
Umbridge came running around the far corner, breathless but grinning ecstatically. �It�s him!� she said happily. �Excellent, Blaise, excellent! Wonderful! Fifty points to Slytherin! I�ll take him from here! Stand up, if you please, Potter!�
Harry got to his feet, glaring between them. He had never seen Umbridge look so happy�It was disgusting! He was a bit surprised to see Draco coming up from one end, looking stunned for a moment and the boy swallowed hard, his silver-gray eyes growing wide before placing a finger to his lips and Harry remained silent, watching the boy come up to them. All of his concern faded into a cool mask and that arrogant smirk he had known for so long came into play. �Hello, Professor�Blaise.�
�Oh, we were looking for you earlier, Draco!� Umbridge said.
�I apologize, Professor. I had an urgent letter from my father I had to reply to at once,� he said with a frown. �What is this?�
�Oh I shall let Blaise here catch you up! I need to bring Potter to the headmaster�s office,� Umbridge said and several more Slytherins came up to the group. Umbridge hastily gave them orders to check bathrooms and the library for any student out of breath and doted on Blaise a bit more before turning to Harry and commanding that he follow her.
They were at the stone gargoyle within minutes and Harry wondered how many others had been caught or would be caught. Ron�His mother would kill him! Then Hermione�She would die if she was expelled before she could take her OWLs. It had been Seamus�s first meeting�and Neville had been getting so good�Then he wondered what Draco would find out and couldn�t help the sinking feeling in his stomach as he considered that Draco might have had something to do with this.
Umbridge sang the password happily and led him up the stairs to the headmaster�s office, holding tightly onto Harry�s arm. The office was full of people, to Harry�s surprise. Dumbledore was sitting behind his desk, his expression serene and the tips of his long fingers together. Professor McGonagall stood rigidly beside him, her face tight as she seemed to struggle not to glare at everyone in the room. Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic, was moving eagerly in place by the fire. The Auror Kingsley Shackelbolt was with a smaller man on either side of the door, looking like guards. Lastly Harry noted Ron�s awful older brother Percy Weasley, looking excited as he stood by the wall with a parchment and quill in hand.
The Minister was glaring at him with a sort of vicious satisfaction, a nasty and vile look of pleasure only matched by that awful, wild grin Umbridge was wearing. Harry swallowed hard and glared at them both, a bad feeling swarming over him. Whatever this was�It was not going to be good.

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It felt like an eternity before Harry entered the Gryffindor Tower again, feeling dazed and confused as Professor McGonagall left him there, muttering under her breath. Almost immediately the common room was roaring, members of the D.A. on him.
�Where�ve you been?� Hermione demanded anxiously.
�You okay, mate?� Ron asked.
�I knew Malfoy was good for nothing! I knew it!� Seamus was exclaiming.
�I can�t believe you trusted him, Harry!� Lavender said.
�What were you thinking?� Angelina demanded.
�I�m going to give Malfoy my worst Bat-Bogey Hex the next time I see him!� Ginny exclaimed, her face red as her hair.
�Now everything�s ruined!� Neville groaned.
�Everyone shut up!� Hermione snapped, though everyone continued muttering and Harry felt awful.
�This isn�t Draco�s fault,� Harry explained defensively.
�I can�t believe you�re sticking up for him!� Ginny snarled.
�Who else would have done it?� Dean demanded.
�Don�t be dense, Harry!� Seamus said.
�Well since I�m the one they caught, I think I might know more about this than any of you!� Harry snapped, eying the others in the common room. �If you�d all hush up, maybe I can tell you a thing or two.�
It took a few minutes, but Ron and Hermione the prefects managed to get anyone not in the D.A. up to their dorms or out to the library and the Gryffindor members of the D.A. all sat around with Harry standing by the fire, trying to ignore their glowers.
�Now,� Harry said, �it wasn�t Draco who tattled on us. Marietta Edgecombe did. She had a nice message written on her face. Nicely done, Hermione.�
Hermione smiled and blushed a bit. �So�You saw her then?�
�What happened?� Ron asked.
�She has the word SNEAK written across her face,� Harry explained.
�It was a jinx I placed on the parchment to�ahh�be sure of things,� Hermione admitted, causing another uproar for a few moments, many people upset that Hermione had done such a thing without telling them. �Well it shouldn�t matter if you have no intentions of ratting us out!� Hermione said fiercely, her face now bright red.
�This isn�t about that,� Harry said impatiently. �The fact is is that I saw proof that it was her.�
�I saw him roaming the halls with Zabini, though!� Pavarti declared.
�Yes, I know,� Harry told her. �He was caught�Umbridge seems to trust the Slytherins so he�s using that to our advantage. I�m sure he�ll be able to tell me what happened tomorrow.�
�I still don�t trust him,� Ginny declared, and many people were in agreement.
�Anyway� Harry interrupted, getting irritated with the group. �There�s more to it than that,� he said and that was enough to get them to be quiet. �She took me to Dumbledore�s office. The Minister of Magic was there--� Harry explained, causing gasps of horror to erupt from the group, �--two Aurors�Shackelbolt and Dawlish�Erm�Percy Weasley,� he said and Ron looked disgusted. �That awful prat!� Ron exclaimed before Harry went on. �Them Dumbledore and McGonagall�They brought Marietta in later. Anyway, they asked me if I had broken any rules and I told them no. Figured it was better to lie. Anyway, they brought her in but she couldn�t say anything so Umbridge just went on with it. They knew about our meeting at the Hog�s Head�Someone who was in the bar had told them. That�s why that educational decree came out, obviously.
�Then Umbridge started pestering Marietta again, told her to nod or shake her head to answer her but Marietta denied everything. Then Umbridge said she had sent Pansy Parkinson into the Room of Requirement and�and she found the list�the list of our names. Then Dumbledore took all the credit for it, since we called ourselves Dumbledore�s Army. Admitted to be plotting against Fudge and everything. They tried to arrest him, but Dumbledore hexed them all and they were out of it�and�he�s gone. Dumbledore�s gone.�
Everyone was silent, staring at Harry in shock and horror. Harry could feel that hopelessness settling upon them. Voldemort was back and the Ministry wasn�t acknowledging it�Now Dumbledore, the greatest wizard alive, was gone from their school. They were being left with that awful hag, Umbridge�Harry felt bitter and ashamed, as though the entire thing was his fault. Why had they named it Dumbledore�s Army? Maybe Dumbledore would still be here if he hadn�t let them go with that name. Why had he let that girl in? Marietta Edgecombe. She never seemed happy there, he should have known she would do something like this. He should have done something to prevent this�
�Well�It�s not stopping us, is it, Harry?� Neville asked timidly.
Harry wasn�t sure what he meant until Hermione spoke. �I don�t see how we can, Neville. Umbridge knows about us now! And with Dumbledore gone�I�m sure she�ll be cracking down on us harder than ever.�
Harry was quiet for a moment, looking over the frowning faces of his peers. �We can�t just give up,� Harry said quietly. Hermione was right, of course�It would be more risky than ever to continue, but they couldn�t just let it go. �We�ll have to be careful�I don�t know how we�ll do it�But we�ll figure something out.�
�Good man, Harry!� Seamus said happily.
�We�ll make Dumbledore proud!� announced Neville.
�I don�t think this is a good idea, Harry,� Hermione said quietly.
�Oh, hush, Hermione!� Ginny fussed. �We need this.�
They did need this. In a world with a government in denial and their school run by a madwoman, they all needed something. At the very least, the D.A. could provide some hope, some refuge in the awful place Hogwarts was sure to become without their leader. And in a world where the Darkest wizard of all time was loose and being ignored, they all needed the protection they could get. Harry wasn�t giving up on them and swore to himself he would do whatever he could to keep the D.A. alive.
And he made one last promise. No matter how painful it would be to face the man with his behavior of late�No matter how torturous it would be facing him, with all of his hope destroyed�No matter what Severus Snape said, Harry was going to fight to resume his lessons. It would be more difficult without Dumbledore, but the absence of the great wizard was exactly why he needed this. Snape was the only one who could help Harry and Harry knew he needed all of the help he could get. While the others began whispering, trying to make plans for the D.A., Harry mentally prepared himself for tomorrow�Because tomorrow he was going to do everything in his power to make things up to Snape and get the man to teach him once more. It was what Dumbledore had wanted all along and none of Harry�s hopes or desires meant anything when it came to preparing for fighting Voldemort. It was the very least he owed the man for what he had done, to continue the lessons he had been so adamant Harry take.

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Author�s Note: Okay, so not the best chapter ever, but I hope everyone can see how important it is. It is a very important chapter to have so I hope no one�s disappointed with it lol. Anyway, for those anxious readers out there, I promise the next chapter will include Snape and I can guarantee a good Snarry moment coming up soon! Only six more chapters left of fifth year!
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