Adult-FanFiction.org : Harry Potter

The Death Eater Clean Out	By : Severus1snape Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5432 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I make no money from this story, I write for reviews and fun! I do not own Harry Potter, J. K. Rowling does; I just like to play with them, a lot, but I will return them afterwards.

Chapter List
- 3
- 4
- 5
Chapter four – In the Forest

Dinner was amazing like always at the Burrow, with spectacular food, divine drinks and awesome company. This was what family was all about to Harry, and he loved it. Ginny´s temper, Seamus´s humor, George´s pranks, Angelina’s calmness, Percy´s awkwardness, Charlie´s straightforwardness, Frank´s cleverness, Molly and Arthur´s caring ways, Ron´s understanding and Hermione´s shyness. And of course Bill´s reasoning and Fleur´s attentiveness, when they were there too.

Harry always laughed when he visited the Burrow, no matter the subject; someone always had something funny to add to the conversation. In his line of work, it was a nice change and he welcomed it with open arms.

“How´s the case coming along?” Charlie asked across the table casually an hour into the meal, as Hermione and Ron had gone off to be themselves for a moment, probably to grieve over the loss of their child. “People are talking about the serial murderer all over Britain, most are cheering them on. It´s sickening what a war can do to an entire country really.”

“Well, I hope the killer cleans more up.”

“George!” Molly yelled appalled.

“Death eaters murdered Fred mom! Or have you forgotten that? Because I haven´t.”

“That´s quite enough young man. No one will ever forget, but that does not make this right. One cannot go around punishing at random like this.”

“Dad is right,” Charlie chimed in, “and I know Bill agrees, that´s something we´ve discussed often right after the war ended.”

“Even after what Greyback did to him?” Ginny asked.

“Especially after that. We are not like them, if we stoop to their level, then we are worse than them, because we know better.” Charlie said. “So, the case Perce?”

“In theory, it suggests the basis for an unsure in-depth investigation, which begins with the parties involved therein.” Percy replied. His family stared at him blankly, before Harry knew what he was doing, he spoke.

“Congratulations Perce, you are the only wizard I know to speak fluently British incomprehensible; it should come in handy in case the murderer happens to be a Politician.” Harry stated, and the room erupted with laughter.

As soon as it quieted down a bit again and Percy had stopped scowling, some, Harry added, “It means, Charlie, that we don´t know anything at the moment about who the killer is.”

“Harry – you speak Percish?” George asked in awe, and everyone gaped at Harry.

Harry snorted, “That´s not even a real word, but yes, I pretty much understand Perce´s wording.” Bill, Charlie and George exchanged a confused glance, if anyone would not know what their brother was on about, it was Harry. It had always been Harry, what changed?

*

They cleared the table and the women went into the kitchen to put away the food and to take care of the dishes, what they really wanted, was to gossip. The men went outside to play Quiddith, except Percy and their dad. Percy´s gaze lingered on the flying men high up in the hot summer air, he would never admit to being envious that they could fly, without fear. Percy didn´t trust himself enough to be able to not end up dead. Naturally, his siblings had teased him all of his life about refusing to get on a broom, when that happened, he tended to bury his nose in a book, but out of the corner of his eyes, he would always watch them soaring high, and dive and laugh - something he knew he would never be a part of no matter what. He couldn´t tell his brothers about his fears, they would never understand that, they were Gryffindors to the core; Percy was not, not really. He was not brave or courageous, he had simply been misplaced at Hogwarts, and he had always known that fact, which might be why he chose to follow the rules so much, through that way, he could at least get respect from his professors if nothing else.

“Harry has turned into a fine man, very caring and loyal too. He brings a certain passion into anything he sets his mind to, doesn´t he? It must be exiting to be able to work with him.” Arthur looked at his middle son and smiled softly. Percy blinked and stared at his father standing next to him against the tree he had used for blocking out the sun.

“Harry is hard-working. As for passion, I would call it bad temper instead, bordering to childish behavior.” Even though Percy wanted it to sound like an insult, to distance himself from Harry to prevent being hurt, when Harry finally did discover Percy´s attraction towards him and refused him afterwards, that wasn´t how he really felt anymore, however. Harry had grown in the time they had spent together. No, that was stupid; Harry had shown his true self instead, yes, that made more sense to Percy. And it´s all about making sense, isn´t it?

“So you don´t like him then?” Percy paled from the blunt question. His father was the only one in his family to know Percy´s preference, even though Charlie was in fact dating Frank, he wasn´t into men only, but Percy was one hundred percent gay, and he was not proud of it. For years he had been in denial while dating Penelope, he had tried, really tried to make that work. He wanted more than anything to be normal. He wanted to blend in, and not the opposite, to stand out. And, however one turned and twisted it, gays stood out. It wasn´t because it was ridiculed or anything like that. The wizarding community had many men, who explored the same sex, but eventually most married a witch. In fact, about half of the wizards´ population had at some point been with another man, if only to try it.

Percy didn´t like the way women smelled or tasted, even kissing them almost made him vomit. Yes, he was definitely strictly gay, and he didn´t like it one bit. Harry was different, he made Percy long to be comfortable with himself, he made him want to out himself to his family, to everyone. He wanted to walk down Diagon Alley side by side, laughing and sometimes even holding his hand or stealing a kiss.

Percy sighed audibly. “Tell him Percy. How will you know how he feels if you don´t give him something to think over, even if it does mean he doesn´t feel the same as you. You´ll be able to move on a least. How long has it been?”

Percy swallowed. “Since his 16^th birthday during the summer when we all went camping for two weeks in Scotland.” There, he´d said it; it was out in the open. Well, at least his father knew, which was a huge step for Percy.

“He´s 22 now, don´t you think it´s time to stop pretending and comparing your lovers to him, they will clearly not add up? You even chose his friend as a lover at some point just to be closer to Harry, did you not?”

“Draco was looking for experience before marrying Astoria, and I am a pureblood. He would not settle for anything less, plus, he needed it to be someone who would not brag about it.” Arthur nodded. “We slept together, Harry and me, before coming here today.”

Arthur looked at his son, “Then I don´t understand why-“

“I meant in the same bed, my bed, which is not particularly big. You´ve seen it.” Again, Arthur nodded, knowing his son would go on then. “He had a nightmare and I tried to comfort him and he reacted…”

“What is it?” His father asked gently.

“There was a brief moment when I thought I saw something in his eyes, but I ran from it, what if he-“

His father placed a hand onto his shoulder, “There is only one who can answer that for you Percy.” It was Percy´s turn to nod. His father left him alone in his thinking after that.

*

“No, you go on, I need to feel the fresh air some more, being indoors a lot lately has been a nightmare.” He grinned as the others went inside the house. George even whispered something about Harry having to work with the geek couldn´t be easy either, before he left too.

“Hey, I thought you left already.” Harry said as he approached the tree Percy had been spending the past hour and a half reading under. “May I?” Percy nodded and closed the book.

An awkward silence fell before Percy spoke. “You look good on a broom.” Harry rested his head against the tree and smiled.

“Thanks Perce, it´s amazing up there. I feel so free and alive. You should play with us.”

“I´m not comfortable with that.”

“We´ll be gentle with you,” Harry winked, “I promise to get them to behave.”

Percy flushed and looked away. He was quiet for a long time, while Harry waited for the words to come to the redhead. “I don´t trust myself on a broom. I never did.” Go ahead and laugh now, at least it´s out there.

Harry had no idea what in Merlin´s name made him speak the next line. “Would you like me to teach you?” Percy turned to stare into the brilliant green orbs, so full of life, so genuine, so honest.

“If you wish.” He found himself answering and Harry offered a most dashing smile, just for him.

Percy took a deep breath when his eyes seemed to have locked with Harry´s, neither looked away for a long time, nor did they speak. “Are you gay Harry?” Percy whispered. Oh no – I was thinking those words, they were not supposed to -

How did I never notice how handsome Percy is before? Maybe because he´s only been fit for about three years… “No, but I think, I mean…” Harry licked his lips nervously. “Maybe I´m into both, like Charlie?”

Percy froze. “Are you asking me or telling me that?” Don´t play with me Harry.

“Um, I don´t know, I think.” Harry ran his hand through his hair, “God this is hard, Perce, how… how do you know if you´re, you know?”

Percy´s blue eyes darkened for a moment Harry noticed, before the man came up with a reply. “Do you dream of men?”

“Never.”

“Did you ever fantasize about a man?” Harry shook his head.

“Do you find men attractive at all?”

Harry bit into his bottom lip, Percy reached out to pull the lip free, like he had done before, his fingers lingering there still afterwards. “Just one.”

Percy withdrew his hand, as is he had been electrocuted. “You should tell him that then.” His voice strained awkwardly. Of course Harry would never look at you that way, you fool.

“I just did.” Harry´s breathy reply sounded. Percy´s eyes widened in shock. Does he mean me?

"Harry, do you –“ Percy couldn´t finish the sentence. He swallowed and licked his lips.

“I don´t know, unless I…” Harry blushed, his eyes still firmly locked with Percy´s.

“Unless?” The redhead whispered.

“Would you mind it…” Harry bit his lip harder this time.

“If?”

“Do you mind if I… kiss you?” Percy´s mind exploded, he couldn´t think, move or speak. Was this really taking place? Is this a dream? “Perce?”

“Yes.”

“Oh… right…” You idiot he never liked you that way, now you made a fool out –

“I mean no, I don´t mind.” Harry stopped cursing at himself. “Please.” Percy added almost desperately, not caring to hide it any longer.

Harry gulped and moved closer to the other. His right hand cupped Percy´s face causing both their breathings to become heavy and quick, while he slowly leaned in. Percy had to close his eyes of the intensity of it all. When Harry´s lips met his tentatively, Percy pushed Harry against the tree, his own hand going behind Harry´s head for support, and to make sure he could deepen the kiss using his tongue. Harry opened his mouth and invited Percy into his warm wetness. Harry tasted of the sweets he had eaten not long ago and of coffee. Percy wanted to moan but held it back, just barely, to not scare Harry off. Suddenly Harry yanked Percy closer by gripping his shirt hungrily and groaned with need. Percy broke the kiss; he had to know what was going on. If harry was just playing with him – well, why would Harry make that noise then?

Harry´s hand didn´t stop touching Percy. “Why did you stop? Did I do something wrong?” Harry rasped out. “I never kissed a bloke before, maybe you could teach me what you like and then –“ Percy kissed Harry, hard. This time Harry definitely moaned into his mouth.

An owl swooped in and landed on Percy´s shoulder and he flinched and broke the kiss in surprise. Harry laughed, when Percy cursed, looking all pink and flustered when he opened the letter. Harry studied Percy while he read. If he is just as passionate in bed… “Another murder, this time they got to Greyback.”

“They want us to come in now, don´t they?” Harry grumbled and Percy thought it best to answer him with a nod. As he stood up, he offered Harry a helping hand, which Harry took willingly, he was tired, and it had been a damn long day already. Sighing they headed for the house to say their goodbyes to the rest of the family.

*

Fenrir Greyback´s body had been ripped apart. After a couple of hours Percy had come to the conclusion that the Dark arts spell that had been used this time, was in fact a spell Harry knew all too well himself, he had used it once on Draco, years before they had become close friends. The Sectumsembra was Severus´ invention, and it had been used over and over again on Greyback, along with a revival and several healing spells, in order to make the victim suffer over and over again. Harry stared at the note that had been pinned to a tree near the body.

´He left so many scars upon others that changed our lives.´

“Our lives – it sounds like he has a personal grudge against Greyback. Maybe he was a victim himself, or his family or friends were?” Percy reasoned. Harry smiled at the other, suddenly appreciating his cleverness on a whole other level.

“It´s been two years since Greyback escaped and murdered several ministerial workers who were transferring him to another cell, so whomever found him, would have to have had tracking training.” Harry sighed as the idea formed inside his mind, he wouldn´t speak it aloud, because maybe then it wouldn´t be true.

“Aurors and hit wizards have that knowledge, don´t they? I had to undergo a course too in my training days.” Harry nodded, glad that Percy was the one speaking the words, not him. “So our theory about it being an inside job could be correct.”

“Yes.” Harry said when he trusted his voice again. Harry had made many friends within the Ministry, the very idea that someone he knew was doing this, no matter if it was done to Death eaters, it made Harry sick to his stomach.

*

Lanie: Thank you so much! I really enjoyed writing that chapter, I luuuurve me some Snape, however, he will not appear again, I simply wanted to describe what kind of relationship they shared now. In addition, I always wanted him to be happier than he was in the books. Oh, the little notes, yes, they were a bit tricky to get just right, I think, they had to suit and the wording is not always easy to come by if English is not your language! I sure hope you liked this chapter too, but only your next review will tell ;-)
- 3
- 4
- 5
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

The Death Eater Clean Out