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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: A bit of violence.
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Severus sighed in frustration as he questioned yet another of the Hogwarts ghosts. A talk with Narcissa had revealed that if Bellatrix had been told to guard the cup she'd have put it in the Lestrange Gringotts vault so at the moment they had no chance at getting to it. Now he was speaking to the ghosts, hoping one of them might have some idea of what had happened to Ravenclaw's diadem. It wasn't going well. He'd spoken to all but the Gray Lady, who seemed to be avoiding him, and Peeves, who was just difficult. Harry was in Slytherin's library looking through the books there for spells to possibly break into Gringotts.
"Poor ickle Snape, asking and asking and not knowing anything." Peeves was on top of a shelf juggling books before sending them hurling towards Snape. "Even Peeves know more than you." He chuckled madly and sent more books flying.
Snape raised a quick Protego. "Would you mind too terribly expanding on your meaning Peeves?"
"I mind very much." Peeves cackled and flew over the shelves. "I'm not here to make things easier for you or anyone. Snapey is clueless, Snapey is clueless."
The professor's brow twitched, he truly did not have the patience for Peeves at the moment but he knew someone who could assist him. His lips quirked just a bit. "Baron are you nearby?"
The Bloody Baron materialized through the wall. "Did you need something Severus?"
"Yes I'm afraid Peeves seems to know something regarding my search for the diadem," he paused delicately, relishing the throttled look on the poltergeist's face, "alas I'm afraid he's not keen on sharing."
The Baron turned his cold gaze on Peeves, "Is that so?"
Peeves actually eeped and tried to look for an escape route. "It's not that I don't want to share...I don't feel it's my place to share. Peeves can keep secrets."
"The Headmistress has made it known that we are to assist Severus in any way in his search. I...dislike that you may be hindering that search and disobeying the Headmistress' wish Peeves." The Baron's soulless eyes glittered coldly, dangerously, much to Snape's amusement and satisfaction.
Peeves fidgeted, he'd had so much fun teasing Snape but he did not want to get on the Baron's bad side. Peeves knew what the man had done to the one he loved so he could only imagine what he was capable of otherwise. "I might have seen someone hiding a certain object away...An object you're looking for."
Snape lifted a brow. "Where would that be then? Peeves, consider something. The Dark Lord is not known to be a tolerating personality, do you think he or any of his men would give you the leeway you enjoy at Hogwarts now?"
Knowing when he was beat, Peeved floated down to the floor. "It was a long time ago. Riddle returned to the castle and I remember thinking that strange." Peeves had not revealed himself to Riddle, not even back then had the man been very pleasant. "He walked into the Room of Requirement and hid something away, then he just left again."
Severus groaned feelingly. "Wonderful. There are a few thousand possibilities if he used the Room of Requirements." He sighed and looked at the poltergeist. "Thank you Peeves."
"You're welcome." Peeves pouted. "I do know exactly where he put that blingy diadem though."
The Baron looked at Peeves. "Where?" It was nothing less than a demand for information with heavy consequences for refusal left unspoken.
"I can't explain it." Peeves sunk in on himself. "I can show you." He added instead, just wanting this very uncomfortable situation over with.
"Then do." The Bloody Baron took the other specter's arm and, in a deceptively gentle way, pulled him to the Room of Requirements with Snape following in their wake.
Peeves floated around looking at all the different shelves and items before he remembered where Riddle had hidden the diadem. "Here it is." The Ravenclaw relic floated up from its hiding place as Peeves directed it towards Snape. "Can I leave to torture the first years before they leave now?"
Severus took the diadem and waved his hand in Peeves' direction, "Just make sure to hit the Gryffindors with extra water balloons."
"Aye aye Sir." Peeves saluted and shot out of the room with a big farting noise.
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Harry and Anguis were down in the chamber again, going through Slytherin's journals as well as a few of the other books in the library. He had remembered to light the fire in the study this time so that Anguis body temperature wouldn't drop. He was reading one of the last journals when something made his eyes widen. "Anguis, if I read this to you, can you tell me if it is what I think it is?"
The snake lifted her head and yawned just a bit, she was quite happy at the moment, the fire bird had gone through its rebirth cycle and wasn't quite as loud as before and now she was in the quiet chamber with her Guardian, resting on a deliciously warm hearth. "Perhaps. The mother's knowledge is only what she learned in her lifetime. Read Guardian and we will see."
Harry read the passage in the journal out loud to the little Basilisk. To Harry it sounded very much like a purification spell and a very strong one at that but he wanted to be sure before he got too excited. "What do you think little one?"
"It sounds like a purification spell Guardian but you should ask your mate to be sure. Translate it into human speak."
Nodding Harry fished out his quick quote quill from his bag and set out to translate the spell, hoping that he got everything right. He scribbled down the parsel version too underneath just so that he would be able to compare the two later and not make a mistake. When he was done he packed everything away and placed the journals back in their place. It didn't matter that Harry and sometimes Severus were the only ones down here, it was proper respect to put things back where you found them. "Are you ready to go back up Anguis?"
The basilisk slither over and up Harry's body, draping over his shoulders contentedly. "Yes Guardian."
Harry smiled and stroked the sleepy basilisk over her shiny scales before putting the fire out and making his way out of the chamber and up to the castle again to find his lover. Summer was almost, almost here and it still felt like a dream not having to worry about going back to the Dursleys. Harry knew he would spend the summer looking for more Horcruxes and destroying them but he would be with Severus and that was all that mattered.
Severus looked up from the cauldron he was stirring as Harry stepped inside, Anguis draped over his shoulders. "Any luck regarding getting past the bank's defenses?"
Harry shook his head. "Not really no but I did find something else." He thrust the paper slip towards Snape. "What do you think of this? Am I just being silly?" Harry bit his bottom lip as Severus read.
The professor took the parchment and began reading, his brows slowly raising as he did. He lifted his gaze to Harry's, a soft excitement glittering within. "You found this in one of the spellbooks?"
"Actually it was in one of Salazar's journals. The second to last one I believe." Harry looked from the paper to Snape. "Is it really a purification spell? I was so scared it was only in my head because I wanted it to be one so badly."
Severus lifted his hand to play with the short strands of hair at Harry's nape. "It is, a better one than the two I know. You'll have to perform it in parsel I believe and it seems as though there are parsel runes and potions still involved but though the potions are complicated they don't need any near impossible to procure ingredients. This borrows heavily on the deep magic of parseltongue and the summer solstice to enact it, where the others derive their main power from the runes and potions."
Harry dared to smile. "Let's just hope that I don't stumble on my tongue then and accidentally cast a completely different spell." Deep down Harry had still been very worried about walking around with a piece of Voldemort's soul within him and if this was a spell that could help get the bastard out of his head then Harry was all for trying it.
"You'll do fine pet. Sometimes I'm certain you speak parsel better than you speak English." A small alarm chimed and he turned his attention back to the cauldron to add chrysanthemum petals to the potion he had brewing. "Today has been most productive."
Hearing Snape say that in such tone of voice was almost equal to anyone else doing a happy little jig. "Oh? Did you have any luck gathering information from the ghosts? Did someone know anything about the Horcruxes?" Harry walked over to Snape and looked at the bubbling, sweet smelling potion.
"Surprisingly enough, Peeves knew." Snape poured in a measure of dandelion nectar.
"Peeves?" Harry's eyebrows disappeared behind his bangs. "Peeves knew? And he told you?" It all seemed very out of character for the evil little git of a poltergeist.
The potions master's lips curved up slowly. "It helps quite a bit when the Bloody Baron is your house's ghost."
"Ah, yes I can imagine that it would." Harry chuckled. "So what did you learn? Do you know where we should set off first to look for the Horcruxes?"
"Actually, look over on the shelf," Snape tilted his head in the direction of the shelf he meant as he sprinkled in some anise seed.
Harry followed Snape's nod and looked over at the shelf, his jaw almost dropping to the floor when he spotted the glittering diadem resting there. "It was here? At school?" Harry took a step closer, unlike the locket there didn't seen to be an evil aura surrounding the diadem. "Voldemort left it here? What was he thinking?"
"He hid it in the Room of Requirements, I think in some sort of secreted bauble room as there were a great many items in there. From what I gathered he did not have much time to find a better hiding place." He stirred the potion, nodding in satisfaction when it turned a pleasant light aqua. "Now we only need to get our hands on the cup."
Harry nodded. "Somehow we are going to find our way into that cursed vault and snatch the cup too. For once luck seems to be on our side...Though I don't want to jinx it." Harry left the diadem on the shelf for now and walked back to Snape. "What are you brewing? It smells wonderful."
"It's a skin salve Minerva likes to use. She's had eczema for years and this helps. I wanted to make plenty to last her the summer before we go."
"Still smells wonderful but you kind of lost me with eczema." Harry scrunched his nose up and moved to sit on a stool where he could watch Severus work. "Should we destroy the diadem now or should we wait until we have the cup? Maybe if Voldemort senses one more Horcrux being destroyed he'll increase the guard on the cup...He's running out of Horcruxes."
"I think we should destroy it now and then go to watch Gringotts. If his paranoia reaches an appropriate level then he could very well want it brought to him." Snape began putting the potion into several phials methodically.
"Well we still have the sword so just say when and where and I'll get chopping...Or stabbing." Harry made a stabbing motion with his hands.
The older man chuckled as the last of the potion was bottled and he sent the cauldron to be cleaned with a flick of his wand. "Go right ahead pet but you might wish to use a different gesture next time." Dark eyes sparkled wickedly.
"What?...Oh...Oooooh." Harry flushed when he realized what Snape meant. "It's not my fault your mind is in the gutter." Harry said with a grin and got up from his stool. He walked into another room to get the sword and then placed the diadem on the floor. "Here we go again." He brought the sword down on the Horcrux with a sharp blow.
Another shriek was heard that prompted Snape to shiver, it was the most horrendous noise, and a very brief light flashed. But unlike the locket nothing else really happened, he supposed it was because Voldemort hadn't been able to place any protections on the diadem before hiding it. He looked down at the shattered diadem. "A pity that things the Founders put so much effort into and value in must be destroyed."
"I was just thinking the same thing." Harry agreed and put the sword down again. "These are objects that should be treasured and preserved and instead Voldemort has poisoned them with his evil, forcing us to destroy them. It's so sad."
Severus moved to gather up the pieces of diadem, placing them in a box. He'd deliver the bits to Minerva, as he had the remains of Salazar's locket. Even broken and shattered they were pieces of Hogwarts, of her history, and they belonged in the school. "He will get his comeuppance."
"Mmm, I hope so." Harry answered and stifled a yawn. It was weird but every time he destroyed a Horcrux he got really, really tired afterwards and his head ached. "Hey I think I'm going to bed, I know it's early but I'm really tired."
Snape leaned in to press a kiss to Harry's brow. "Go on then. I'll deliver this to Minerva and join you when I return."
Harry leaned up and placed another kiss on Snape's lips. "Kay, don't be too long. I sleep better with you there." Harry hadn't slept in the Gryffindor tower since they'd returned from the trial. He didn't want to be apart from Severus even when he was sleeping. He watched Snape go and got ready for bed before he slipped between the cool sheets and promptly fell asleep.
Severus moved to take care of delivering the diadem pieces quickly so he could return to Harry and have a peaceful evening before they left to watch Gringotts. He smirked as he considered just how bad a mood Voldemort must be in at the moment. He certainly did not envy the Death Eaters.
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The Dark Lord sat on his throne in the unplottable manor house he'd claimed as his new residence and stared at his servants. He'd felt the agony of another of his Horcruxes being destroyed and had decided that Potter was having too much luck finding them. So he would take the remaining Horcrux back into his own custody. "Rodolophus."
"Yes mylord, what can I do for you?" A man with a receding hairline walked forward towards the throne his eyes firmly fixed on the floor. He wasn't worthy enough to gaze upon the splendor that was the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord had not been in a good mood lately and Rudy did not want to turn his wrath on himself.
"Dear Bellatrix, clever woman that she is, put an artifact I entrusted to her protection in the Lestrange vault. However, due to Potter's skill at doing the impossible, I no longer trust Gringotts to adequately guard it. You have...irritated me of late as you have failed in more than a few of the tasks I have set you. This will be your last chance. Safely retrieve the cup of Helga Hufflepuff from the Lestrange vault and bring it to me. If you fail," he slid a look over at Bellatrix and smiled coldly, "you will follow Lucius' fate."
Rodolophus gulped loudly and bowed until his nose touched the floor. "I will not disappoint you my lord." He bowed again. "I will go an secure the cup for you straight away."
"Go then. Use Polyjuice to change your appearance." Voldemort watched the pathetic man scurry away, even more of a rat than Wormtail. Speaking of, "Pettigrew, follow him. Keep watch on him and assist if he runs into difficulty." As the animagus rushed to obey, the Dark Lord gestured Bellatrix over.
She knelt at his feet, resting her head on his knee. "Yes my Lord?"
He lifted his hand to pet her wild curls. "You have always been my most faithful and brightest follower dear one and for that, for your intelligence in placing the cup in Gringotts, for your loyalty to me, I thank you."
Her eyes were wide as praise was small and rarely given by her Master and she drank it in. "My Lord I am but your humble servant, to assist you in any way is my honor and my privilege."
"And that is why, dear lady, you will occupy the highest post in the new order when I succeed in my goals."
Bellatrix just pressed her brow to his leg. "My Master I am not worthy but I shall strive to live up to your faith in me."
"Yesssss I know." He drew out the s as he knew well the weakness his faithful had to the sibilant sound. The others he would bind to him with fear but Bellatrix would be gifted his rare gentleness, what remained of it, as she was the only servant he had who was worth it.
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Rodolophus had polyjuiced into a nondescript sandy haired middle aged man and he looked around nervously as he went into Gringott's to get the cup out of the Lestrange vault. The vault was nasty, even he thought so, filled with traps and curses making sure that no one that wasn't allowed could get their hands on what was stored there. Rudy followed a goblin down the winding tunnels and stopped at his vault, going through all procedures to gain access to it. When he finally had the cup and a few other knick knacks he figured they could need in their fight Rudy placed the items under his robes and looked around even more suspiciously when he exited the bank.
Severus smirked as he followed the disguised Lestrange. Though he would fool most everyone, Snape had been a Death eater so long that he knew the tells and quirks of most all of them well enough to see through a polyjuice transformation. Only Barty Crouch Jr. had succeeded in fooling him in those regards. It also helped that there was a familiar silver pawed rat following him, which Harry was going after. This time Pettigrew would not get away. Severus slipped just ahead of Rodolophus and hid in an alley, using a 'notice-me-not' charm. When the disguised Death Eater passed by he grabbed him and slammed him up against the wall. "Good day Rudy. Making a withdrawal?"
The Death Eater's eyes widened and he looked around for an escape frantically, almost groaning in fear when he couldn't find one. "I don't have any idea what you're talking about Severus but you'd better get your dirty half blood spy hands off me right now. The Dark Lord is not happy with you and I doubt that you want a repeat performance of what happened at Malfoy manor. This time your little kiddies might not be in time to save you."
The potions master tsked. "Rudy you forget something. I am not chained up right now." His fist drove into the other man's gut hard but his grip on Lestrange's throat kept him from doubling over. "Do kindly remember that I gained my reputation as one of the most dangerous of the inner circle honestly."
Rudy wheezed and tried to get some air into his burning lungs. It felt like his stomach had turned inside out from Snape's punch and he was very close to getting sick. "You might not be in chains right now but the Dark Lord will get to you, he will destroy your very soul and everything that you hold dear and when he does I will be there...Laughing."
"Oh I don't think so." Snape rummaged under Rodolophus' robes and withdrew the bag he'd put the cup in. "You see I remember well how Voldemort handles failure of his servants, and you losing his final Horcrux to the man who is helping his greatest enemy destroy them is a big, big failure." He also divested the Death Eater of his wand before stepping away, his own wand pointing at Lestrange. "I'd run far and fast and pray you aren't found if I were you Rudy. I can just imagine how much your wife would enjoy having you at her mercy after so many years having to deal with you."
The other man was trembling, all sort of chaotic thoughts running through his mind. He thought about pleading with Snape to switch sides again but one look at his former comrade told him that he wouldn't have any chance succeeding. And without his wand he had no chance what so ever to take the turncoat in a fight. Rudy paled and cold sweat broke out all over his body when he thought about what his wife had done to Malfoy, he did not want to end up like that. He cursed Snape with all his might and then he took his advice...He ran.
A questioning chirp came from just above him and Snape looked up to see the merlin perched on a window sill with an unconscious rat in one talon. He shook his head. "It's a much worse fate I've left him to pet. Much worse. Coming down from there?"
The bird swooped down from the window sill and seemed to blur in the air until Harry could land on the street next to his lover. He picked up the rat by it's tail. "You were very forceful back there, almost made me all hot and bothered." Harry smiled, feeling relieved that they had the cup too. "Now what are we going to do with this one? Maybe Snuffles want a rat flavored snack."
"Give him to Kingsley. Or better yet, Mad-Eye." Severus smirked. "I can guarantee you your dogfather would be pardoned by the end of summer."
"I do love the way your mind works." Harry spelled Wormtail into a magic cage so that he wouldn't be able to transform and grabbed the handle of the cage. "Do you mind if we deliver him before we go home and deal with the cup?"
"Not at all pet." He placed his hand on the small of Harry's back and walked out of the alley with him, looking just like any other wizarding couple out for a day of shopping. "Speaking of the mutt, he and Lupin are staying at Hogwarts over summer correct?"
"Yes they are. Remus wants Snuffles close to your potions and close to Madam Pomfrey in case anything would happen." Harry walked close to Severus, loving that they could walk together like this. "Remus is growing more protective each day, if Snuffles wasn't madly in love with him I think he would have bonked his mate over the head long ago."
"It's understandable, considering Lupin's erm...condition as well as how intensely he feels for your godfather." Privately Snape rather thought he wouldn't be much better than an overprotective werewolf, if only because he knew intimately of the evil that existed in the world.
"You're right and I do understand Remus but he can get rather...intense in his protection at times. You know last week he tried to convince Snuffles to let Remus carry him all day...Imagine how well that went over." Harry chuckled as he remembered the expression on his godfather's face when Remus had suggested that brilliant idea.
Severus smirked. "I imagine Lupin went over something, likely a low brick wall or a table."
Harry chuckled even more at that image. "Oh wouldn't that have been brilliant...No he just had to lock himself in the bathroom to avoid being bitten by a very upset Grim."
"Likely in a very painful place too I would imagine. No, I would not have wanted to have been in Lupin's place after making that suggestion."
"If this...piece of filth that gives vermin a bad name," Harry shook the cage with the rat in it. "can get Snuffles a pardon now then things would be practically perfect for them. They wouldn't have to keep running and hiding and their baby would grow up free."
"He or she would grow up free regardless pet. I told you, when you come in to your Lordship title on the thirty-first you can push for a fair trial and with two other noble families backing you and Black, he would get a fair and honest trial. Pettigrew's presence now merely means your godfather will not have to be dragged through such a mess."
"I know that, I do but you know me. I'm an impatient sort and want everything to happen as quickly as possible." Harry grinned sheepishly as he looked at Severus. "I'm sort of reaching for reasons why Wormtail could be useful...I still think about how things could have been different if I had let Snuffles kill him sometimes." Cedric's face flashed through Harry's mind.
"Don't." Severus' hand tightened on Harry's waist. "Do not dwell on what could have been done differently. The past is the past and should not be changed no matter how we might desperately wish to."
"You are right, I know that you are but it is difficult to stop the mind from wondering." Harry leaned his head on Snape's shoulder briefly before pulling his lover with him into a shadowed alley. He pulled out his wand and sent a patronus to Mad Eye, asking the auror to meet with them. "I rather not go through all the song and dance that comes with going to the Ministry." Harry explained. He didn't have any confidence in those who were supposed to govern the wizarding population of Britain.
"I do not blame you in the slightest." The older man reached up to play with the silky black strands of his love's hair. "After we deal with the cup and after the purification ritual on the solstice, would you rather stay at Hogwarts or would you like to have a bit of a holiday?"
"Sweet Merlin, a holiday with you sounds amazing. I can't think of anything I'd like more." Harry leaned into Severus' touch like a content kitten. "I love Hogwarts but it would be really nice to get away, even if for just a little bit."
"Are there any places you've wanted to visit, things you've wanted to see?" Snape's expression was soft as he took in Harry's features.
"This may sound silly but I've always wanted to go to Ireland." Harry smiled up at Snape. "When I was little Dudley got this story book about Ireland and fairies, he hated it and threw it away. I got it and I fell in love with it instantly, the pictures and all the magical stories. I used to read it at night and dream of finding a fairy mound and just disappear into it forever." He chuckled somewhat sheepishly. "I don't dream of disappearing any more but I would still love to see Ireland."
The potions master smiled. "Ireland it is then. You'd fit well with the fae actually, though I wouldn't let them have you."
"Nor would I go with them, not now. I've found my haven with you and wouldn't trade it for the world." Harry smiled back and laced his fingers with Severus'.
"Good." Snape cupped his cheek. "Though if we meet you dogfather's ancestor I'm certain he'll insist upon driving us insane."
Harry chuckled. "You're probably right about that." The cage started to shake in Harry's grip as Wormtail woke up and panicked. "I wish Mad Eye would get here already, I'm not enjoying the rat company."
Severus looked down at Pettigrew, an evil smirk on his face. "Didn't Weasley once try to turn him yellow, a very appropriate color I must say. I believe I know a spell or two that could do that."
Before Harry could answer, they heard the clunk and shuffle of Moody's gait and it wasn't long until the grizzled Auror came into view. "Well Potter, what's this about a captured Death Eater?"
Harry practically shoved the cage into the Auror's hands. "Moody, meet Peter Pettigrew unregistered animagus and devoted servant to Voldemort." He smirked when the rat made a terrified squeak and pressed up against the cage wall as far away from Mad Eye as possible.
The magic eye swiveled down and a grin stretched over the Auror's face. "Good job boy. Good job indeed." He took the cage happily, as if someone had just given him the finest gift they possibly could. "Pettigrew and I are sure to have plenty to chat about once I get him back to HQ."
"I wish you the very best chat, filled with information and pleasantness." Harry's smile was on the wicked side as he waved goodbye to the Auror and watched as Mad Eye apparated away. "Phew, it feels like a weight has been lifted from me. And another plus is that I think we've made Voldemort have another bad day, we have the cup and he's lost his little rat."
Snape chuckled and slid his arm around Harry's waist. "Shall we top it off with a visit to Fortescues and plan our holiday after June 21st?" he began leading the youth towards the ice cream parlor.
"That sounds like an absolutely splendid idea." Harry smiled brightly and leaned against Snape as they walked out the alley and towards Fortescues. He ignored all the looks tossed their way, being too happy to be out with Severus to really notice.
Severus also ignored them, though the part of him honed by war and spy work was alert and wary should a threat present itself. He was more focused on the fact that things were going well and he was happy with his lover on a very nice summer day. Everything else could wait.
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Not long after receiving news of Pettigrew's capture, Bellatrix heard an agonized scream coming from her Master's chamber and rushed to it. She knocked very lightly and heard a rough tone bid her enter. Her lord was sitting, half collapsed in a wingback chair by the fireplace. She hurried over and knelt at his feet. "My Lord, Pettigrew is in the Ministry's hands and Rodolophus is no where to be found."
A corpse pale hand reached down and cupped her cheek. "He failed, the cup has been destoryed. Bella have the others hunt Rodolophus down and, when they bring him to us, I want you to make him suffer, even more than you did Lucius."
She beamed and kissed his hand in gratitude. "As you wish my Master."
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