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Corvus	By : LadyFreak Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > General Views: 23963 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Disclaimer: I don't, and never will, own Harry Potter. All plots and characters belong to J.K. Rowling and company.

::Parseltongue::

/mind-to-mind with Huginn/

'thoughts'

"Normal Speech"

(29) Obstacles

Corvus followed his godfather to the third floor corridor with some trepidation.

Why the hell am I saving the idiot anyway? he thought to himself. Charlie, Weasley and the adult Potters made my life hell and now I'm going to risk that life to save the moron.

But Corvus knew he would never forgive himself if he let the boy die. He felt like it would be murder in a sense. After all, he knew what was going to happen. He also knew he had a chance to stop it.

Not to mention should Dumbledore ever make the connection between him and the Potters, and Charlie died... well he didn't doubt the role of Savior would be passed onto him instead. And Corvus was not about to be put into that position if he could help it.

()

When they reached the door, Corvus let out a long string of curses in parseltongue. ::Bloody bastard. Seriously I thought the 'set-up' was a far fetched idea.::

Véurr hissed on his shoulder when his godfather leveled a glare at him. "What is the problem?"

"Erm... the um... the wards are gone?"

"Wards?" he asked confused, then glared again. "Wards, Corvus?"

"Someone took down the wards," he said with more force.

His godfather leveled a glare clearly stating that they would continue that discussion later. He shook his head, "Let's get this over with."

Upon entry they knew they would need to rush. A harp lay knocked over in the corner and a carved wooden flute was on the floor in front of the Cerberus. All three heads were fighting to fit through the hole, now that the door was missing.

Knowing they couldn't get through the door while a head was blocking them, Corvus clapped his hands a moment before Severus' spell hit the harp and it began playing. All three heads shot up, but instead of a growl, they let out a whimper as they tipped over into sleep.

Corvus let out a snort of laughter before following his godfather into the hole.

()

Véurr was again hissing in laughter at her master's choice of language. Severus was even chuckling under his breath now and then.

"What?" he said, angry at the two. "I may be good at being a seeker, but it's not my favorite thing. Then those stupid keys had to hone in and nearly tear me to shreds! I will have to thank Professor Flitwick." He grimaced as he touched one of the many cuts on his face. "And a great lot of help you were!"

Once away from the large Devil's Snare plant that they had landed on after jumping through the hole, Severus explained how each Professor was responsible for a different protection. (Corvus snorted at the word, before his godfather changed it to challenge.)

After the Devil's Snare placed by Sprout, they went through the flying keys 'challenge' which Corvus was currently cursing. The idea was to find which of the flying keys would fit in the door- but of course, once he took off on the broom all fifty or so keys took to flying around crazy. Once he had the key he needed, they all attacked him.

While it was fairly easy to figure which key was to be used, catching the darned thing wasn't as easy.

Not to mention Severus watched him safely on the ground, smirking widely. Bastard.

The two walked on, finding Ronald Weasley knocked out cold on a life size chess board, which Severus was able to by pass with a password. Of course after fixing the heavily bleeding wound on the boy's head.

By far the worst was the Troll chamber, which made both wizards gag as they ran to the other side. Severus leveled his godson with a glare that was easily interpreted as 'tell anyone and die'. A smirk was the only reply he got.

Soon as they got through the next door, Corvus gasped and paled in shock. His sight flashing to the vision he had recently.

Black fire erupted from behind them and in front of the other door in the room. Potter had grabbed a vial and almost drank it down before Severus knocked it out of his hand. Before the red head could even begin to curse the 'greasy git' he fell to the floor and began to convulse, eyes rolling in his head.

"Bezoar, Corvus. Now!" Severus yelled.

The young Ravenclaw ran forward, pulled a bezoar from his pocket and shoved it in his former twin's mouth. Moments later the convulsing stopped and the boy was unconscious.

Corvus took a step to the opposite door to the last challenge, but was stopped by a hand on his arm. "Trust me when I say, Dumbedore is there and the stone is safe."

He nodded and followed Severus, now carrying Potter, out of the chamber. Using his wand, he levitated Weasley and followed his muttering godfather. "Idiotic dunderhead Gryffindors."

()

Madam Pomfrey fussed over the two boys laying in her hospital wing. She gave Potter the antidote to the poison that he had consumed. Even with the bezoar, they had to be sure to neutralize it. The idiot had taken the most volatile potion of the bunch. As it was she was unsure if there would be any permanent damage. He was still unconscious and would stay that way until he awakened naturally.

Weasley was found to have a concussion and a fractured wrist. He was fixed up quickly before the woman turned to the other two in her ward.

However, Pomfrey did not have to help the others. She was unpleasantly surprised to see an unfamiliar Healer in her infirmary.

"Who are you?" she asked with annoyance, watching him run his wand over her student and then her colleague.

"Healer Jones" he answered, without looking up. "Surely the Headmaster has told you that you are not permitted to care for young Corvus here?"

"He- What? No, I have not heard such a thing," she sputtered, clearly angry. Though whether it was because she was unaware or because she was banned from tending to her student, only she knew.

Healer Jones pulled out a rolled up parchment from his bag "Here. You will find signatures from the Board of Governors, Minister of Magic, Solicitor Lord Reus, Lady Lestrange, and Albus Dumbledore himself. We had one delivered to you as well."

"Well I have not received one. Would you please get me another copy and hand deliver it?"

"You may keep that copy," he replied.

Pomfrey shook herself and looked at her colleague. "What of Severus?" She asked, looking Severus over

"Poppy, you were busy with your students." Severus replied easily, trying to avoid a confrontation. "It was easier for me to be scanned by Healer Jones. Neither of us are injured badly. Corvus had some scratches on his face and I only had a couple of bruises."

"What happened tonight?"

"Potter and Weasley thought I was going after what was being protected" the Potions Master sneered. "Corvus heard them talking about it and came to warn me. He helped by grabbing extra vials and some bezoars by my request. Weasley was knocked out by Minerva's protection while Potter drank a mouthful of the poison I had you neutralize. If not for our hasty arrival, Potter would be leaving in a bag."

Pomfrey gasped in shock. Before she could reply, Bellatrix came through the fireplace, having been called by Healer Jones. She ran to Corvus and embraced him while looking over Severus. They thanked the Healer and watched as the man returned to his home.

"What happened, Corvus?" Bellatrix asked, her tone worried, curious, and angry.

"It's a long story, mum. I'll tell you when we get home," the boy replied tiredly.

"That's not a good idea, Corvus," said the voice of Dumbledore from the door.

Choosing to ignore that the man used his given name, Corvus let his mother speak, "And why is that Headmaster?" Bellatrix asked, venom in her voice.

"It was a school secret-"

"So naturally boy wonder and his sidekick knew about it?" cut in Severus.

"Now Severus-" Dumbledore was cut off again by the green flames in the floo. This time the Potters came flying through, followed closely by Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. Bellatrix moved to stand in front of her son automatically.

"Albus, what happened?" asked Lily Potter, holding her son's hand.

Before the Headmaster could answer, Potter awakened with a gasp "The stone! The greasy git is going to get it!" He slurred his words horribly.

Corvus snorted, but withered under the glare sent by his godfather. He attempted an innocent face, but failed miserably.

"Corvus, would you like to explain?" the Potions Master said.

He nodded. "I overheard Charlie and Ronald speaking something about a stone?" he looked at his godfather with a look of confusion. The dark wizard nodded, inwardly smirking at the acting. "They said Professor Snape was going to steal it tonight, since the Headmaster was out of the school. They said he was afraid of Dumbledore most of all and now would be the only chance he had."

"How did you hear us?" whined Potter

"I was studying in the library and unfortunately you were not very quiet about it," he replied with a lift of his brow. "Anyway, I heard them and decided to talk to Severus about it. He looked quite panicked when I told him. He began grabbing vials and told me to grab some bezoars. When we got there we knew something wasn't right. A harp was in the corner and a wooden flute was on the floor. The Cerberus was agitated and had ripped the door off the floor."

"How did you know something wasn't right?" asked Weasley who was just getting into the conversation. "You knew he was down there already didn't you? Did he tell you how to get past the Cerberus?"

Corvus looked at the boy like he had two heads. "Professor Snape was with me." He said slowly. "I understand you have a concussion, but please follow along." The 'Light' people in the room looked at him disapprovingly. "Fine," he continued, rolling his eyes. "Cerberus is a creature from Greek mythology. Any intelligent person would know that a Cerberus' weakness is music which will put them straight to sleep."

He paused to see if there would be another interruption. "Anyway, I clapped to get the attention of the creature and the Cerberus' heads popped out of the hole. Professor Snape sent a spell at the harp and got it to play again, making the animal fall back to sleep. We dropped through the hole and onto Devil's Snare. Moved on through these... challenges. We found Weasley was knocked out on a giant chess board. Professor Snape looked him over and found him to be stable so we moved on past a giant troll and finally through a room lined with potions. When we got through the door, a black fire erupted behind us and in front of us was Charlie Potter with a vial to his lips. Professor Snape knocked the vial from his hands before he got more than a mouthful. Within seconds, he was convulsing on the floor. I ran forward and shoved a bezoar into his mouth and he stopped."

Severus continued, "I had cast a magic trace spell and knew only four who had gone through the protections this night: Professor Quirrell, Ronald Weasley, Charlie Potter, and yourself Headmaster. Since I found the two boys, I figured Quirinus was through the last door and you as well. I had faith in the your ability to hide the object with your protection and didn't want to risk the lives of the injured students, so I lifted Potter and we left. Corvus levitated Weasley and we came straight here."

Corvus nodded his agreement while the Potters and Weasleys seemed to be ready to explode. Sure enough "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?" Mrs. Weasley yelled, her son cowering in his bed. "THAT CORRIDOR WAS OFF LIMITS ALL TERM! WHAT MADE YOU THINK YOU SHOULD GO DOWN THERE! YOU SHOULD HAVE APPROACHED A PROFESSOR! IF YOU EVER DO ANYTHING AS RIDICULOUS AS THAT AGAIN, YOU WILL BE LOCKED UP AND GROUNDED!"

Lily Potter was muttering over her 'poor baby' while James Potter simply looked on. "You have disappointed me tonight." He said coldly to his injured son. Corvus shivered at that voice, causing Severus to put a supporting hand on his shoulder.

"But Snape was going to steal the stone and return Voldemort to power!" Charlie shouted.

"WHAT?" Came the voice of everyone, minus Dumbledore, Charlie and Ronald.

"I assure you. I had no inclination to steal something which I helped to protect," came the hissing voice of the Potion's Master. "Fifty points from Gryffindor. five each for disrespecting a teacher, ten each for being out after curfew, and ten each for being in the forbidden corridor."

"What about Lestrange?" Weasley asked, annoyed.

"Ten points from Ravenclaw for being out after curfew." Severus replied. Corvus nodded his head. He knew he deserved it. "And Thirty points for the forward thinking to approach a Professor when you realized your classmates were in danger."

Corvus gave a bright smile as the two boys on the bed sputtered in disbelief.

()

Finals passed quickly. Corvus took his correspondence exams with Severus watching on. He was given two hours for each course and completed them over the final week. He did History of Magic first so that he could hand the letter into Binns and get the credit for taking the exam. He was excited about taking the practicals and wondered what his Blood Magic Professor would come up with.

At the leaving Feast, Dumbledore announced the winner of the House cup.

"Another year gone," all four houses applauded this announcement. "And now, as I understand it, the house cup needs awarding, and the points stand thus. In fourth place, Gryffindor with 212 points." Corvus glanced at the Gryffindor table to see everyone glaring at the first years, as the rest of the hall gave a light applause. "Third place, Hufflepuff, with 352 points. In second place, Ravenclaw, with 446 points." Wow, Corvus thought to himself. "And in first place, with 472 points, and winner of this year's House Cup, Slytherin."

Only the table of the Serpents clapped at the announcement, but some Ravenclaws joined in as well. The Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors looked very disgruntled at the announcement, but knew they would only have to try harder the next year.

Corvus had no doubt that Potter and Weasley would get a dressing down tonight.

And he laughed.

A/N: Alright, that's the end of year 1 from Corvus' point of view. I have been fighting whether to post it or not, but there is just no more I am willing to do to this chapter. So here you go!
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