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Blood Quill Consequences	By : EarthandWater Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 31160 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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WARNING: Weasley Twins prank. Magical violence. Death.
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Draco walked down the winding corridor towards the Great Hall and dinner when he was suddenly grabbed and pulled into a dark, empty class room. Flailing for his wand Draco's mind was filled with Death Eaters and his aunt. Chuckling reached his ears and Draco stilled, he recognized those voices.
"Awww look at him Gred, such a cute addition to the family don't you think?"
"Mmm I really think so Forge, there has been a distinct lack of blond little rodents in the Weasley clan."
"What's this?" Draco pulled his robes out of the twins grip. "We'll miss dinner."
"This? Oh this is just a little bit of a-"
"A little bit on an initiation, we're going to be brothers soon drakeling. What sort of people would we be if we didn't welcome you in to the family?"
Draco paled.
Fred exchanged a grin with his brother. "Plus what kind of brothers would we be if we didn't offer just a tiny bit of a warning in regards to our darling, clever new little sister?" He pulled out some sort of...hat, then smiled at Draco. "See we know you love Hermione but it's our duty to make sure you know just some of what you'd face if you ever did get stupid enough to hurt her."
"Here now, put this on little brother and be a good boy." George's grin was almost feral as he pressed the hat onto Draco's blond hair with the help of his brother.
"No, stop it, what are you doing?" Draco felt a tingling sensation go through him and he was suddenly very, very worried.
"What do you think Forge? Almost an improvement according to me." George tilted his head as he looked at Draco.
Fred slung his arm around his brother's shoulders. "Yup Gred, loads better. Why Charlie would think it's the best wouldn't he?" He grinned at Draco. "Just remember little dragon, Weasleys get mad and even. We," he gestured at himself and George, "would mostly just turn you into our personal guinea pig. Charlie, Bill and Ron however? Well can you say skinned, hexed, and buried alive?"
Draco looked down at his scaly hands and felt a heavy dragon's tail flail behind him. He nodded vigorously, he did not want to get on their bad side if this was simple teasing. "I would never want to hurt her, she's my everything."
"As it should be." George answered. "You'll be fine as long as you remember that." He clapped Draco harshly on the shoulder.
Fred reached out and tweaked the long trailing whiskerlike appendage that Draco had sprouted. "Welcome to the family Draco." He then turned to his brother, "Now come Gred! Dinner is calling our names!"
"Let's go then Forge, I'm famished." The redhead grinned wickedly, slung his arm around his twin and started for the door. "Oh and we'll see you down there, no way out of it." The smile was pleasant but the voice cold as George addressed Draco.
The Wesley twins left the room and Draco cursed under his breath, trying his best to remove the damned hat but to no avail. Maybe it was better to just take it. If he did this he showed that he was prepared to make a fool of himself for Hermione's sake. He ran his fingers over an antler shaped horn and sighed deeply before he grit his teeth and walked down to the Great Hall.
Neville was taking a sip of his pumpkin juice while listening to Ron describe Draco's reaction to the fact that Hermione would be a Weasley through adoption when he spotted a scaled, tailed, horned, whiskered...good god was that Malfoy?! His pumpkin juice spewed out all over Ron in his utter shock. "Is that Draco?!"
Ron's eyes widened as he watched the Malfoy's journey towards the Slytherin table. Then his face turned redder than his hair and he broke out in mad laughter, he laughed so hard tears were streaming from his face. "It is! Oh this is brilliant, more than...Colin, where's your camera? This needs to be preserved forever!"
Draco squared his shoulders and sunk down in his spot between Blaise and Pansy. "Not a bloody word." He hissed at them and filled his plate with supper, keeping his gaze firmly fixed on the table.
Pansy had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing just as loudly as her boyfriend was. "I had been momentarily struck dumb by the sight of you with a tail but-" She couldn't keep the giggle completely restrained and that triggered Blaise into a small fit of snickers. It slowly gathered force until the entire Great Hall, minus a few notable exceptions, was laughing at the now silvery scale covered dragonesque Malfoy.
Snape was not laughing though if you looked closely you could see his cheeks mottling with the effort to contain himself, and he noticed that Harry seemed just too dumbstruck to laugh as well. McGonagall too was apparently restraining herself from laughing at the poor teen and Luna was seen ducking her head to avoid looking at Malfoy.
Hermione was the only one in the entire Hall who seemed not in the least bit amused by the sight of her now half-dragon boyfriend. As a matter of fact she turned two, blazingly irritated eyes on Fred and George that promised retribution on her fiance's behalf. The she stood up, somehow managing to whack Ron on the back of the head from clear across the table, and marched over to sit next to her boyfriend at the Slytherin table. A sharp, baleful gaze roamed up and down said table daring them to continue laughing, that soon swiftly put an end to it.
Blaise moved further to the side, letting Hermione have more room beside Draco. He watched the silent support she offered with something aching to jealousy. Maybe he should find a Gryffindor of his own? They certainly seemed loyal and feisty enough if his friend's choices were anything to go by.
"Thank you for coming over." Draco's voice was very soft and he still didn't look up from the table, he felt embarrassed that Hermione had to see him looking like this and he had already started a mental toll of the people that had laughed the loudest...He hadn't mellowed completely, he was still Slytherin enough to want revenge. He did appreciate Hermione's support though even if he didn't completely know how to show it.
"You don't have to thank me. Besides you'd do the same if I was being embarrassed by the entire Great Hall, that or you'd just hex a few outright." She took a bite of chicken before poking at the hat, her eyes narrowing further when it didn't so much as budge. "Oh they're dead," she paused speculatively before smiling just a bit evilly, "or maybe not." She cast her gaze back to the Gryffindor table giving Fred and George a sweetly innocent smile before waving.
Neville grimaced and looked at the twins. "Fair warning, I'd run and hide now if I were you."
George gulped and hurried to shovel in the last of the mashed potatoes on his plate. "I think you're right Neville." He turned to Fred. "I sort of regret giving away the map now, if we had it we could at least hide and avoid her because we would see her coming."
Fred made to hastily swallow his pudding and pat his brother on the back. "True but Harry needed it more. It was nobler to let him experience the joys of Hogsmeade than to keep it to ourselves. Right now though, I'm thinking that discretion is most definitely the better part of valor."
George slung his leg over the bench at the long table and got ready to flee. "If you're not done soon I'm leaving you behind...Brotherly loyalty only goes so far when it comes to the wrath of a woman." He cast another look at Hermione and shuddered at the look she had in her eyes. "Let's get going while we still have our parts intact."
The other twin looked longingly at his pudding for a moment before shrugging, they could always raid the kitchens later. "Agreed Gred." He hopped up. "Shall we?"
Hermione watched the two miscreants flee with a sly, decidedly vulpine look on her face. "It's almost nice to know that they're more scared of me than Ginny and I've yet to hex them."
"I'm not surprised in the least about that. You are much more formidable then the she-weas...Er Ginevra. Even those two cretins have some small amount of intelligence so of course they are scared of you." Even as a half dragon Draco retained his haughty tone.
"Hmm," she took a sip of pumpkin juice, "I am only going to say this once, and only because I'm surrounded by Slytherins who won't bother to share it unless it will profit them in some way, but the twins are actually rather brilliant. It takes more than half-mad ideas to create their products and if they weren't so focused on opening their joke shop then they'd have some of the highest scores in their year. But don't tell them I said that. It will go to their already sizable heads." She sighed. "Even if I didn't plan to hex all their pants I'd still have to hunt them down for the counter to the sticking charm they put on that hat as I don't think I can figure it out."
Draco drooped at those news, he really wanted to return to his normal self. If he had to he could live with the scales and whiskers but the tail was a bloody nuisance, especially when sitting down. "I don't particularly care how brilliant they are right now, they're still cretins." He poked around his peas listlessly.
She laughed and leaned in to kiss his scaly cheek. "Absolutely, want to help me hex every last article of clothing they own to feel like they're full of Nettle Powder?"
Draco's eyes narrowed speculatively and he sported a fangy smile. "Oh I would very much like like to help with that, a Malfoy doesn't take any shite without getting even and then some." He almost chuckled darkly at the thought of making the twins as miserable as he was, being stuck with their ridiculous hat on his head.
"That's my dragon." She beamed and continued to eat, not even noticing the way that even the most vocal pureblood supremacy advocates at Slytherin table looked at her with respect.
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Severus walked with Harry to the Astronomy Tower so they could ask Dumbledore about using Gryffindor's sword to destroy the locket. With everything that had happened it had ended up being put off longer than either of them had wanted. Problem was the headmaster hadn't even been in his office all day, and whenever Harry checked the Marauder's Map, he was always in the Astronomy Tower. "Must we go up? He has to come down for dinner or some such thing eventually." Snape did not like heights. He could use a broom for travel if pressed but it was far from his preferred mode of transportation. He much preferred keeping his feet solidly on the ground.
"I think we'd better go up, I can go by myself if you want to." Harry scratched his scalp. "The Headmaster hasn't come down for breakfast or lunch, I wonder what he's doing up there that's taking so long?" Harry was baffled although Dumbledore had acted somewhat strange lately and he always seemed very distracted. "We shouldn't put off destroying the locket any longer."
"No you're right. It's past time it should be destroyed. As for the other I gave up understanding Albus' motives and actions long long ago." Snape sighed as they began the climb up to the tower. "I do wonder though, why he's been so odd lately. It's highly unlike him."
Harry nodded as he followed Snape up all the stairs that led to the tower. When they got closer they heard the muffled sounds of voices, Harry raised an eyebrow and checked the map. "I wonder who he's talking to? According to the map he's up there alone."
Something uneasy slid up Snape's spine and he murmured softly, "I don't know. Something's strange here and I'm not sure I like it."
They walked up the last set of stairs and opened the door to the top of the tower. Dumbledore was standing by the far away edge, gesturing with his arms and talking to thin air. "You're right Gell, of course you're right. I should have listened to you back then...It couldn't be helped."
Harry exchanged a look with Snape and took a tentative step forward. "Professor Dumbledore?"
Dumbledore whipped around, his eyes large and glassy. "Ah James, how good it is to see you dear, dear boy, it has been far too long." The professor walked across the tower to envelop Harry in a harsh hug. "How's Lily, have you decided on a place to settle down yet?"
Harry didn't know what to do, he looked to Snape for help.
A chill went through Severus, who reached out to catch Dumbledore's arm, pulling him away from Harry protectively. The eyes of the, never completely linear, man made him uneasy, there was no twinkle nor any real hint of sanity within them and it created an Uncanny Valley reaction in Snape to get the danger away from his lover. "Albus what are you going on about? This is Harry. James and Lily's son."
The Headmaster practically hissed and pulled away from Snape's grin, grabbing Harry again by the cloth of his robes and started to pull the brunet away from Snape. "Traitor!" The old man pulled his wand. "This one can't be trusted James, he will betray you. If you're not careful you and sweet, sweet Lily won't make it. The traitor needs to be stopped."
Snape stilled, the wand pointed in his direction a clear and present threat that he had to keep watch on before he could get Harry away from the headmaster, who had obviously finally toppled over whatever edge was in his mind. He held his hands up in clear view so as not to agitate the old man. "Albus, look at him. He is not James. James does not have green eyes nor that scar on his brow. Don't you remember Harry, Albus?"
"Harry?" For a second it seemed as if there was a glimmer of clarity in Dumbledore's eyes but then he shook his head. "Gellert make them stop, I don't like being confused like this.."
"Professor please, please let me go. Put down your wand. "This is Snape, he's your friend, your greatest ally. I'm not my dad...I'm just Harry, please professor remember."
"Stop this foolishness James, I would never be friends with a traitor and murderer." Dumbledore strengthened his grip on Harry. "I need to take care of the traitor now, he needs to be stopped for the greater good." The insane man raised his wand to deliver the final curse, the most forbidden one.
Severus stiffened, his eyes connecting with Harry's. He glanced sharply over to the side, silently pleading for Harry to get away from the headmaster. If he was to die here then he wanted Harry safe, not within the grasp of a man who'd clearly lost all sense. He snapped at the old wizard, a distraction nothing more, "Albus stop this! Lily and James have been dead for sixteen years."
"Lies! All lies, they're not dead and I'm going to stop you right now so that the horrible things you speak of never will come to pass." Dumbledore was shouting now.
Harry was panicking he struggled and pulled on his robes before he finally just slipped out of them, running towards Snape in his shirt. Dumbledore had snapped completely but there was no way that Harry was going to let him hurt Snape.
"James get back here where I can protect you, the traitor needs to die...You must understand that!" Albus sounded pleading.
Feline eyes widened in alarm. Minerva had followed Snape and Harry up to the tower in her animagus form to try and coax the Headmaster down from the tower. She had no idea that this was what would greet her. Something had happened to make Dumbledore completely lose touch with reality. She watched as Dumbledore raised his wand again to cast the killing curse at Snape and she struggled to get a hold of her emotions, to focus enough to be able to shift back to human form.
Harry couldn't breathe, he felt his heart beat a million beats per minute and he was shivering but he couldn't let this happen, he couldn't. When Dumbledore raised his arm again, Harry raised his own wand and screamed out. "EXPELLIARMUS!"
Somehow the charm was too strong, Harry had charged it too much. Dumbledore's wand flew out of his hand and the man himself was pushed back by the force of the spell until he took a step out in thin air and tumbled over the edge.
Harry watched in horror as Dumbledore slipped over the edge and he sunk down to his knees just as Minerva came running, her heels clicking madly against the stone floor.
Severus was immediately by Harry's side, wrapping his arms around the youth even as he watched Minerva look out over the edge of the tower, obviously hoping the headmaster had caught on some parapet or some such thing. When she turned, eyes still wide and somewhat horrified, he knew that such wasn't the case. He stiffened jaw and spoke firmly, knowing that shock would be the reaction of both the others in the room. "Minerva, block access to the tower and cast a ward around the headmaster's body then call Moody and Tonks. No one but them. They will do what must be done but they will ensure that it is kept out of the media. Go now!"
McGonagall nodded and hurried down the steps to do as Snape had told, she still couldn't believe what had happened. It seemed like a bad dream, what could ever have possessed Albus, a man she had known and admired all her life to act like that?
Harry was still kneeling staring out into the air with unseeing eyes. "I killed him...I killed Albus Dumbledore, the only man Voldemort was afraid of...I'm worse than Voldemort, I'm a murderer."
Snape turned Harry's face to his harshly with a hand on his chin. "No you are not. You had no idea the Expelliarmus would be that strong, you had no intentions to kill anyone. Don't you ever, ever say you're anything like that monster again do you understand me. Look at me!" He snapped when Harry's eyes remained glassy and turned towards the spot where Dumbledore had last been seen. "You are not a murderer Harry and I want to hear you say that. I want you to understand that."
"I'm going to be sick." Harry pulled himself out of Snape's arms to run to the opposite side from where Dumbledore had fallen to empty his stomach. He'd heard what Snape said but he couldn't believe him, the Dursleys had been right after all, he was rotten all the way through and now he had proved it by killing one of the greatest men the Wizarding world had ever known.
Severus waited until Harry had finished retching before pulling him back into his arms. His tone was low and soft as he spoke into Harry's ear. "Harry, answer me something. If you hadn't cast the Expelliarmus what would have happened?"
"Y-you would have died, he would have cast Avada Kedavra at you...I didn't want to kill him though, I swear that I didn't mean to." Harry buried his face in Snape's robes, trying his best to blink away the hot tears that threatened to fall.
Snape's hand carded through Harry's hair gently. "Shh, I know pet. It was just an Expelliarmus, no one could have guessed what would happen. Harry, if it hadn't been Dumbledore, if it had been Voldemort, or Bellatrix, or even a random stranger would you still think like this?" The older man knew the answer but he wanted Harry to come to the conclusion himself.
Harry shook his head but didn't remove his face from its hiding place. Logically he knew that he hadn't done anything wrong, that he had done his best to defend the one he loved but that didn't help with how he felt. He felt carved out and hollow, he felt like the worst person in the world at the moment. Hesitantly his arms came up to wrap around Snape's waist, he felt that he really didn't have any right to touch Severus anymore after what he had done.
Severus barely restrained himself from hissing in frustration. He couldn't leave the tower with Harry to do what he needed to break his love out of this. They had to wait for an investigation to commence and be done with. He'd hex Mad-Eye into the next century himself if the man had decided to fly by broom and go about his insane usual back-tracking to throw off pursuers instead of Apparating into Hogsmeade and taking the thestrals here.
Just then he heard the familiar step-thump coming up the stairs and he looked up as the Auror came into sight, his roving eye already having noticed Snape and Harry curled up. The grizzled man looked at them, nodded once, then spoke gruffly. "Tonks is better warding on the ground. Shaklebolt and a few others are pulling together for an immediate autopsy and an emergency session of the Wizengamot is being put together right now. Snape, Mr. Potter you'll both need to come with me. We'll floo to my office in the Auror department so I can ask the questions I have to."
Harry nodded numbly, he half expected to be carded off to Azkaban and locked away with out a trial. He untangled his arms from Snape's waist but took a hold of the other's hand instead. He knew that he would break down completely if he was removed from Snape, the fact that he was holding it together by a thread was only due to Severus calming presence. "I suppose you'll need this." He held out his wand to the seasoned Auror.
The Auror took it solemnly. "For now. It'll be returned to you after this is over with." That single, simple statement made it clear precisely where Moody already stood in personal opinion on this. Now it was only a matter of doing his job.
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TW'S A/N: HO SNAP! Bumblebug done lost his mind son! Whatever caused this?....you’ll have to wait to see.
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