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Snogging Pox	By : Blackkitten23 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 48541 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 9
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(I'm thinking)
"I'm speaking"
Pairing: Yaoi M/M, Harem– seme Harry x ukes Draco / Ron / young Severus / Neville / Blaise
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The professor paused to mentally wrestle over a decision before setting up another potion to simmer …
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Harry smiled as he looked at his calculations written on the sheet of parchment “I’m onto something … yeah this could work, but I need to consider the dreams part of the mind- … crap it’s dinner time” he gathered up the tools, books and papers scattered throughout half of the empty Gryffindor dorm and locked it in his trunk, which was now heavily warded for security. He change out of his uniform and got into some dark jeans and a simple gray t-shirt. There didn’t seem to be a point in dressing warm if he intended to stay in the school.
The place felt so empty, but it didn’t bother Harry as much as walking into the a Great Hall and not seeing the pain in the ass headmaster on his seat. Dumbledore was probably having a lovely holiday while he’s stuck here. He seems to like taking every chance he can to get him separated from the Weasleys … wonder what he thinks is going on? The runes under his bed at the Dursleys were still intact every time he went there and Dumbledick never made him live elsewhere so what is this all about?
And where was Professor Snape? He is the only one who stays to watch the students who stay for the holidays, but the professor’s seat was empty.
“Potter, come sit” Harry raised an eyebrow as he spotted the three Slytherins from before and remembered the almost unbelievable conversation that occurred just a few hours ago … his head was still trying wrap itself around it.
“ok, but why are you guys acting like this? Most of the time you’re picking fights” Harry commented curiously as he sat down next to Draco and across from Blaise.
Draco rolled his eyes “you’re no better”
The Potter raised an eyebrow “how so? I never started any fights. Ron and I try to ignore you when you’re in your moody time of the month” Blaise and Greg tried, but failed epically in stopping their snickers making Draco blush in anger and a little embarrassment.
“would do you mean? You started that fight-…” Draco paused trying to think of an example.
Greg cringed “err … he’s right Draco. It’s always either you or … Granger”
“yeah, I only step in when things go too far … Hermione is showing more issues the longer we know her” Harry grumbled. The house elves appeared with trays of food and looked a little confused as to why Harry Potter was eating with the Slytherins, but they shrugged it off and served the food.
“she’s lost it. Why are you even friends-” Blaise reached for the pasta, but froze as his hand brushed against Harry’s causing a pleasant jolt to race up his spine “I-I mean she was never really pleasant”
Harry raised an eyebrow at Blaise’s flustered reaction, but pretended to ignore it “well after that troll incident in our first year, Ron and I, tried to help her out. At first it seemed like she was a good friend and it sort of spiraled out of control as her head inflated”
“the book she took from you, what was it?” asked Greg as he kicked Blaise under the table for drooling while staring at Harry’s chest … not so subtly mentally undressing the Gryffindor.
Right now the muggle raised part of his mind wanted to say ‘journal’, but as Ron has been trying to drill into his skull that’s not the wizarding word for it …“it’s my grimoire” it really didn’t matter to Harry if these people knew. They don’t go running to Dumbledore or other teachers like a certain witch. Besides they, like Ron and Neville, are pure bloods and know the significance. Of course this sudden change of attitude helped a lot with trusting them.
Draco and the others nearly choked on their food “grim*cough*oire, the bitch *cough* took your grimoire! No wonder you were pissed earlier”
“yeah” a smirk appeared on Harry’s lips that he didn’t realize made the Slytherins shiver “she can try and open it though … it’ll serve her right” after that cryptic response they continued eating. Harry however did not realize Draco and Blaise were watching the motion of his lips as he chewed or the pink tinting their cheeks.
“soo … where has Professor Snape gotten to?” Greg asked trying to snap his friends out of their daze before Harry caught them staring at him.
Harry nodded as he set his fork down “I was wondering that too actually” he raised an eyebrow as he noticed Draco staring at his arm for a second before focusing on the conversation.
“he’s working on some potions. I guess he couldn’t leave them unattended. The house elves probably took him some food” Draco answered absentmindedly as he kept glancing at Harry’s hands.
“yes that makes sense” Harry commented as he ignored the Slytherins’ odd behavior, which apparently got even stranger than before “well, I’ll see you guys tomorrow” commented the Potter as the house elves got everything cleaned up.
Greg nodded “see ya later” he said as the Gryffindor left “subtle guys, really bloody subtle. Where’s your Slytherin cunning?” he scolded.
Draco huffed as he got up to leave “what are you talking about?”
“seriously?” Greg blinked in shock as he followed Draco and Blaise out of the Great Hall “have you guys noticed what you were doing? You were both one step away from jumping his bones right on the bloody table!” Greg rolled his eyes as Blaise licked his lips and poor Draco’s face turned bright red at the tantalizing thought. Clearly neither Draco or Blaise cared about subtly at this point.
Blaise looked out at the falling snow “you know, I heard some Gryffindors talking about Harry before they left-”
“Professor Snape! You missed dinner!” called Greg as he spotted the professor coming towards them. It didn’t matter to him that he interrupted Blaise who was now uncharacteristically pouting.
Snape nodded “yes I am aware. I simply came to check those staying at school. Seeing as you three are faring well that only leaves Mr. Potter. How did he seem?” the professor asked as he and his students headed towards the head of Slytherin’s office.
“good … almost too calm after getting attacked by a friend and I use that term loosely” said Draco almost with a sense of confusion “plus Granger stole from him too. Sure him seemed pissed at first when Greg confirmed it in the library, but he cooled off pretty quickly and is actually hoping that she tries to tamper with the book as if he booby-trapped it in some way”
“perhaps he did. If so it will be entertaining to see Ms. Granger in a week” the professor smirked as he wondered what Harry had planned. He looked at Greg after he said the password to his office and they walked in “so I take it you let slip to Mr. Potter your Ravenclaw tendencies”
Draco snorted in amusement as Greg blushed “he couldn’t help himself. Ha-Potter was studying a set of brand new books he hasn’t seen before and it just came out” Draco tried to ignore his slight slip “oh right, what Gryffindor gossip were you talking about Blaise?” Severus perked up as he heard that and handed his snakes cups of tea … a part of him was trying to figure out why he was so interested, but it was ignored.
“well” Blaise sipped his tea then smirked “I heard a couple of seventh year Gryffindors plotting”
Snape rolled his eyes “Gryffindors potting is hardly breaking news”
“they were planning to fail their NEWTs” the dark skinned Slytherin’s smirk grew as he noticed that he had everyone’s full attention “they wanted to be held back to spend more time with Harry. Apparently Harry has the ‘ripped rock hard body of a Greek god and is hung like a hippogriff’ … so worth getting held back just to see more”
All jaws hit the floor. Even Severus Snape couldn’t stop his reaction, but he was the first to recover “he does seem fit” he commented lamely and everyone suddenly jumped when a timer went off “excuse me” the professor jumped up and went to his private lab where two separate cauldrons were simmering.
“two potions going at once … ones for the Granger incident, right?” Draco asked and sipped his tea.
“indeed … certain potions that require a blood sample to complete it need to have the blood drawn with a device treated with something specific … if I find out what the treatment is I can narrow down what she’s planning” Severus stated simply as he pulled out the bloody handkerchief “it’s ready” the three young wizards set their cups and got up to watch as the kerchief was dropped into the potion.
A few seconds passed while the clear potion broke down the bloody piece of fabric. The potion quickly became bright red and produced red smoke making the Slytherins glare at the innocent potion.
“red … she is planning to enslave him” Draco snarled.
Severus nodded “possibly with a forced bond. It can be reversed, but we need to wait and see, which potion or ritual of the many enslavement options she uses meaning. If we use the wrong cure to help him we could easily hurt him … we’ll have to watch Mr. Potter carefully”
Greg raised an eyebrow as his three fellow Slytherins all seemed too eager to agree to watching Harry (I’ll try to keep them under control Harry, but I doubt I can keep it up for long now that the professor is on whatever crazy train the others are riding too) admittedly Greg found the whole thing funny and surprising. Surprising because it was a sudden change that came out of nowhere. Funny because despite their attitude change being an unexpected surprise he always suspected that they actually liked Harry deep down and just tried to hide it, but they can’t seem to hide it anymore …
Only a few minutes later the young snakes left and Severus disposed of the potion. However when that was done he looked at the other still brewing potion in … irritation? What kind of potion would have the potion master so … impatient?
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Molly Weasley hummed happily as she cooked “Bill and Charlie should be here any minute Percy could you help set the table?”
“sure Mom, the train should be pulling in any minute too” said Percy who rolled his eyes s Fred and George were making a ruckus upstairs while creating something new for their store “I’m glad their store is hitting it off, but do they have to invent in the house? STAY OUT OF MY ROOM YOU TROUBLEMAKERS” he shouted with a fond smile as he heard snickers.
“I know! I’m proud of them … I wish they finished school, but proud nonetheless and of you to Percy. I know you don’t like the Minister, but any extra help is good for everyone including Harry” she said happily as she set a platter of meats on the table.
Percy shrugged as he placed three more plates and utensils in place “Fudge is a fool, but I doubt he’ll last and it did help with that Umbridge woman” the spy smirked.
The red haired mother chuckled “that was a very clever move switching the mail and paperwork so a different person went instead of that heartless woman”
“I will never regret that! Can you imagine my baby sister and brother and Harry at Dolores Umbridge’s mercy? That witch uses Blood Quills!” Percy sneered in disgust at the thought of the sadistic woman “I am happy my little paperwork ‘mishap’ sent her to Alaska” the ministry ended up sending a dull worker who slept most of the time and made it clear he hated teaching so the DADA classes weren’t productive, but it was the better option “I just wish I could’ve helped Sirius”
Molly hugged Percy soothingly “you did everything you could without being discovered. You did save a lot of people by subtly changing the patrol times so those Death Eaters were discovered and you figured out Harry was being sent a false vision. It’s not your fault Sirius found out that Harry took a few friends to the Ministry to act as bait and rushed in with those Order members. He didn’t know Harry and the others had portkeys to get them out safely … nothing could’ve been done”
“you’re right as usual” Percy chuckled.
“that’s right, now stop dwelling … Bill!” a rush of green flames revealed the curse breaker standing in the fireplace and soon after Charlie appeared. One the table was set Ron, Ginny and Arthur walked in “oh it’s good to see you all! I missed you!” she hugged her children, but looked around for her unofficial green eyed son “where’s Harry? Is he bringing things from the car?”
Arthur looked both serious and nervous a the same time “maybe you should take a calming potion-”
“Where. Is. Harry?” the red haired mother placed her hands on her hips and stared her frightened husband down.
Ginny clenched her teeth “that jerk Dumbles forced Harry to stay at Hogwarts even though Harry was supposed to come here”
There was a deadly silence that lasted a few seconds before “WHAT? I’LL MURDER THAT MEDDLING OLD GOAT!”
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Harry shivered slightly as he walked down the halls “I can tell from here Mrs. Weasley is mad” he smirked as he imagined Dumbledick running into his mother figure about right now. It would be a bloodbath …
Hilarious homicidal images aside Harry headed towards his dorm to find out if the wards will work. Before he got there he heard voices and ducked down to avoid being seen on the moving stairs. He couldn’t tell what they were staying with all the portraits chatting, but it was definitely Dumbledore and McGonagall talking. Once they rounded the corner he followed after them, but not too far. The first private hall that had no painted spies hanging on the walls and threw on his special robe, boots and gloves. One tap of those fingertips and Harry Potter vanished from the visible eye …
“lets see what that old goat is planning” he said without fear of being overheard. He tested his ward system many times. If several creatures in the Forbidden Forest could hear him walk right up to them though old leaves and sticks or even scream then he was safe to speak. So he swiftly moved out of his hiding spot and walked right up to the two members of the Hogwarts staff.
“are you sure Albus? Six horcruxes” Minerva hissed in a horrified shocked tone. Harry stayed just steps behind them listening carefully.
“I’m afraid it’s technically seven … Voldemort split his soul six intentional times and when he attacked Harry as a child he tore his soul again. That seventh fragment is in Harry. Fudge flies” the headmaster stood with the transfiguration teacher as the stone statue guarding his office revealed the stairs completely unaware of the stunned and furious teen behind them “I found all of them except the Slytherin locket” he said as he and McGonagall went up the stairs and into Dumbledore’s office.
Harry quickly moved through the opening before it shut and stood near the snoring Sorting Hat …
“are you going to destroy them?” Minerva asked.
“no, no. of course not. You remember what the prophecy says about Harry. Only Harry can kill Voldemort so I’m going to start showing Harry a few memories of Tom Riddle’s past to start him hunting them. It should be fine since he already found one and destroyed it with a basilisk fang” Dumbledore said nonchalantly before popping a lemon drop into his mouth unaware of Harry glaring at him.
Minerva nodded “I see, you mean that diary in second year”
“yep, there’s still the Ravenclaw diadem, the Guant ring, which is cursed to kill the one who wears it, Slytherin locket, that damn snake always around Voldemort and finally the Hufflepuff cup, which is locked away in the Black vaults so it will be tricky since I couldn’t let Harry know about those being in his name” Dumbledore shivered suddenly as he felt like someone was within inches of trying to strangle him …
Harry decided to calm down and instead dropped a few drops of an experimental potion Fred and George wanted to test over the bowl of lemon drops. They asked him to slip into the drink of the first person who gave him a hard time since they weren’t there … so this is the perfect chance …
“yes if we want Harry to fulfill the prophecy he has to be controlled and we can’t have him messing with the Order’s headquarters at 12 Grimmauld, but the prophecy stated that both Harry and Voldemort must die. Harry is a horcrux meaning he has to die or Voldemort will live on. Will Harry kill himself?” Minerva asked. The fact that she spoke so casually about his death unnerved Harry a great deal.
Dumbledore reached over to grab another lemon drop and sucked on it “I believe he will. I’m trying to keep him from the overprotective Weasleys so they won’t try to interfere, but just in case I will slip him a few loyalty potions *hiccup*” Dumbledore clapped a hand to his mouth and Harry burst out laughing as the next hiccup turned the headmaster’s skin green and the next turned his hair bright pink. Each violent hiccup after that made his beard create pink bows and start floating. It was funny!
“Oh my! Albus what’s wrong?” when Minerva didn’t get anything but hiccups as a response she actually looked worried … more so than when she was discussing her students demise “it’s ok Albus, I’ll get you to St. Mungo’s, go to the floo” as Dumbledore stumbled to the fireplace Minerva opened the door to the office to spell a sign that says ‘at St’ Mungo’s’ in case someone came by giving Harry the perfect moment to slip out.
“well now this is … enlightening” Harry muttered in irritation. So … he was being raised for slaughter …
Not if he can help it!
He went back to the dorm easily sneaking in as the Fat Lady was flirting with a knight in a different portrait. Messing with the wards to get in without a password was easy without her there to see anything. He went up to his bed and canceled out his invisibility wards before grabbing some parchment. A quick letter was written explaining everything he just heard including a very detailed account of what happened to Dumbledick after taking the experimental potion for the twins and news on his warding experiments, but there was a problem.
Hedwig can’t send the letter. There were scans on all mail. The second you step in the owlery the charms scan them for the headmaster to view and Dumbles can’t know about this … good thing he already gave out his friend’s presents before they left.
“come on think, I’m supposed to be smart … oh , that could work” he brought out the blue mini snitch from before and started tweaking the wards. The snitch started out as a toy in a pack of 16, but Harry used them for experimenting his wards and charms … he accidently destroyed several of the little snitches with his tweaks and tests until only one survived …
Brave snitch …
A few moments later he gave his snitch his letter and it sucked it up into its small body “go take this to the Weasleys” he ordered as he opened the window letting the snitch zip away. Somewhere deep down he wondered if this was a good idea … he was a little scared at how the Weasley family will react to him being a horcrux, but they were always there before so he had to trust them now “I hope that worked, now I need basilisk fangs” he frowned, he would have to go through Salazar’s study and pry fangs from the corpse …
That might be tricky. The giant serpent my be dead, but it still won’t be easy to disassemble. If he remembered right the tooth that stabbed him in second year was already loose and each time he went to Salazar’s study it doesn’t look any degraded even after years.
He decided to sleep on it and deal with it in the morning hopefully after getting news from the Weasleys …
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