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Quiet
By : Morosemordant
Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape
Views: 11963 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1Disclaimer: Harry Potter is in no way mine nor do I make any money on it. The plot is mine however. - Chapter List
Time
These will be short at first just to start the story off. There will be many chapters hopefully.
TinkThe sound of heavy droplets banging on the rusted tin roof.
TockA clock near by was ticking away the seconds.
Clang
Hand made wind chimes banging in the howling wind, this only added to the music of a summers afternoon. Other sounds barely filtered through. The whistle of a tea pot downstairs, giggling in the lower rooms as toads croaked and gnomes squealed in the puddles. He was sitting in a violent orange room thrown into shadow by the summer storm raging outside. His eyes were obscured by wet hair and glasses which reflected the water running down a grimy window. It was barely seven in the morning and the sun was just up behind the black clouds; the only other occupant in the room lay fast asleep in a tangle of hand knit blankets.
The boy closed his eyes briefly and sighed heavily pulling his sleeves into his hands and adjusting his glasses before crossing his arms on the window sill and settling in to watch the storm. Though there was a chill coming through the cracks in the window frame Harry didn’t care, his mind was full to the brim and he needed to sort it out before going back to Hogwarts later that day.
Though it was early and he was tired, Harry was glad he had gotten any sleep at all the night before. By the end of the day Harry would truly be a seventh year, it would be his last year in what he considered his home, and he didn’t know what to think about it. On one hand he never had to go back to the Dursley’s, but on the other he wouldn’t be able to go back to Hogwarts. Well that was unless he decided to teach, Harry knew it was only because Albus wanted to protect him longer. He also knew that with the prophecy there was no guarantee to safety until the other was dead.
Albus was a sweet old man but sometimes his meddling got to be too much to bare. Stuck in a gilded cage with broken bars. Barely safe from the proverbial cat but with no escape from the seeking claws he was beating himself against the jagged bars. Of course no one knew of that part. Harry shook his head and water droplets splayed into the air and splashing down into a now empty fish bowl. Harry was tired, his body was exhausted from his morning run. A flash of lightning caught his attention and the brunette scowled darkly through the window at the terrified gnomes below, useless beasts.
Chime
There was the clock he had been waiting for, time to get up. His friend stirred briefly to the right of him mumbling stupidly about a lion. Harry cast a cleansing charm on himself as he looked around nervously. He had been seventeen a week now and still wasn’t used to the freedom that came with age in the Wizarding world. It was precisely this freedom that made it necessary for Dumbledore to remove him from Privet Drive only a few hours prior. The headmaster wanted Harry in a place where his magic usage could be monitored.
Chime
The last chime died away and Harry slipped under the covers and threw his glasses on to the dresser pretending to be asleep as Mrs. Weasley came in to rouse the boys for breakfast.
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