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A Wedding Story	By : HPRndRobin Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 9013 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A Wedding Story

Chapter 6

by: Jaded Angel8

Helga Hufflepuff was happily plotting the demise of the current Headmasterplanplans. She waited until he went to bed that evening to put her plan into
action. She was pleased with what she came up with, happy even. There were few
who knew the devious nature of the Hufflepuff Founder, and they were long dead.
Even the other three Founders, though they were on what seemed to be a
different plane of existence, they were still all dead. But now, as the castle
Herself, Helga got to put her deviousness to work.

~@~

Albus Dumbledore was preparing for bed in a blissfully ignorant mood. If Helga
has her way, he will remain ignorant, blissfully or otherwise. But back to the issue at hand.

Albus was laying down for sleep, staring at the Hogwarts Crest above the
fireplace opposite his bed. He was running the motto through his mind:

'Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus' Never Tickle a Sleeping Dragon.

Never...

His eyelids closed.

Tickle...

His limbs grew heavy.

Sleeping...

His breathing evened out.

Dragon...

His heart rate slowed. He fell into the realm of dreams, soon to plague him.

Albus stood before Hogwarts Castle, staring up into gleaming gold eyes that
were once the windows of the Transfigurations classroom. The great oak doors
t ont once led into the Entrance Hall were no more. Instead there was a great,
gaping maw filled with razor sharp teeth, a veritable carpet of red tongue flicking
out at him. The tongue curled around him, pulling him, taking him deep within
the cavernous innards of the dragon he faced. He struggled to no avail. He was
helpless, completely at the mercy of the castle he loved so much. He found
himself running, climbing staircase after staircase, trying to escape. But
everywhere he looked, everywhere he went reminded him of the dragon he
occupied. The staircases moved, changed. Shifted. Two
came together in a point, with him in the center, standing amidst chomping teeth
in another mouth. Another dragon. It was, in his mind,
like those Muggle nesting boxes. A dragon withidragdragon
within a dragon.

Suddenly he was carrying a candle, wearing a nightcap and gown. He was running
again, trying to elude the ever charging dragons. He tried to get to his
office, to his peace. But found himself in the
dungeons instead. Torches lined the walls, tongues of flame leaping out at him.
The candle in his hand sputtered then rose higher than
before, licking at his clothes, trying to eat him. More
dragons. Always dragons. Trying
to eat him. Trying to taste him.

Helga was having a grand old time weaving dreams and nightmares out of four
little words. Now to get to the point. The meddling
old fool was already afraid, now to pass the message.

Albus paused in one of the unused classrooms in the dungeons. There were
people there, though none saw him. It was as if he were invisible. A wedding
was taking place. He could not see the faces of the couple, but he knew that he
himself was presiding over the ceremony. He saw his own blue eyes twinkling as
he spoke words his watching self could not hear. But wait. One half of the
couple was trying to move, to break away from the one they are bonding to. Marrying. He saw himself speak to the young person, sternly
dictating them back into position. Saw the old man's smug smile as the young
one obeyed. Saw him continue with the final ritual that would bound one to the other. Knew the old man had, in some way,
arranged this final outcome. And knew that neither he nor the old man would
like what happened next. He saw the couple bound, then combust. Burst into
flame. Saw tatters of dress robes flitter to the floor at his feet. Felt hmE>himself falling. Falling...

Albus awoke on the floor beside his bed, covers twisted around him, restraining
him. His heart was beating fast, thundering in his ears and through his veins.
But as the rush slowed, the thundering receded, and he could hear. Hear the
voice that he had always associated with the Castle. With
Hogwarts.

'Never meddle in the affairs of Dragons, for thou art crunchy, and good to
eat.'

He understood then. For now, he would let things go as they will. For now.

~tbc~

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