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Thicker Than Water	By : harriet Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 9575 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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CHAPTER 5
Harry sat quietly on the steps outside the club, listening to the cleaners scrubbing the floor, and the dances practicing on stage. Hedwig’s Cage sat beside him on top of his trunk. Without magic to enlarge the trunk, Harry had been forced to sit on the lid and tie it down with elastic rope from the hardware store to keep everything he wanted to take inside the trunk. Unbeknown to himself he’d collected a fair amount of junk since he’d been living above the club and he had more possessions now than he’d ever had in his entire life. It was mid morning already and Harry had been up all night packing. There was no telling what time Snape would come back for him, so it was better to be prepared rather than make the moody bitch wait. Surprisingly enough it hadn’t taken as long as he predicted to tie up his affairs in the muggle world. Harry had kept to himself mostly, with few friends to tell of his leaving. The clubs owner had been rather put out at Harry’s quitting but Harry supposed it was only because he was losing his biggest earner rather than any friendly attachment.
Now though he sat waiting for his ride, dressed in jeans, a turtleneck and his knee length leather jacket to keep out the cold. It was mid April but there was still a chilly bite in the air that would undoubtedly make him sick if he didn’t rug up. Sighing heavily Harry stood up and walked to the edge of the pavement to glance up and down the deserted street for any signs of life. Harry kicked an empty drinks can into the gutter and tucked his hands in the pockets of his jacket as he turned back to his things. Harry practically jumped out of his skin, unprepared to see Snape standing on the step where not a second before Harry had been sitting.
“Ah, there you are. Ready?” Harry smiled bitterly. No friendly greeting, or chummy hello, straight to business just like the Severus Snape of old. Harry watched as Snape glanced down at his trunk his eyebrows rising in amusement at the ties holding the lid closed. “Better fix that.” Snape muttered to himself as he drew his wand from his cloak and flicked it at the trunk. Harry sighed inwardly as he watched his trunk shrink to palm size. “You carry the bird, and I’ll take the trunk.” Harry nodded and picked up Hedwigs cage, the snowy owl fluttering her wings irritably at being disturbed. Snape stowed Harry’s trunk in his pocket before stepping down off the steps and wrapping his arm tightly around Harry’s waist. “On two.” Snape commanded and after a count of two Harry felt the swirl of apparition engulf his body.
Not half a second later Harry found himself standing outside the gates of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the stone gargoyle gatekeepers looming over him. Harry stared up at the school remembering the first time he’d ever seen it back in first year. He’d never been anywhere on his own before, yet he’d not been scared more excited and nervous of what he’d find beyond the doors. It had been the best years of his life inside the school and it had been painful to leave when seventh year had come to an end. By then though Voldemort had ruined what fun was left to be had within the safe walls of the castle. When Voldemort was gone and Harry had lost his magic, he had vowed solemnly to himself he’d never return to the place that had taught him so much but taken away much more.
“Come along Potter or we shall be late.” Snape snapped already half way up the path heading for the castle. Harry shook himself from his thoughts and hurried to catch up with the professor, who had lost none of his impressive stature even in his elder age.
“Coming professor.” Harry mumbled under his breath as he fell into stride with Snape, whose cloak flapped around him wildly in the icy wind.
“I believe the headmaster has made arrangements for you to stay at the school. The students will be made aware of a guest staying in the castle but it is advised that you avoid them where possible. As far as they are concerned you are a teacher from abroad come to observe Hogwarts methods of teaching. Albus will introduce you as Professor Evans at dinner this evening.” Harry nodded as Snape pushed open the doors of the main hall and strode through the group of students milling around waiting for breakfast. Swallowing nervously Harry lowered his gaze to the floor and followed Snape through the student’s stares.
“Professor Evans?” Harry inquired dubiously wondering how many Hermione Granger protégés were attending the school and would undoubtedly figure him out before next week.
“Indeed. You know yourself students will snoop no matter what barriers are put before them but Albus and myself are confident that your whereabouts will remain a secret. Fizzing Whizbee’s.” They had reached the gargoyle that marked the steps up to the headmaster’s chambers and Snape stepped up onto the revolving staircase after he’d said the password. Harry jumped on quickly after him wondering if the headmaster knew they were coming already, just as he used to. Reaching the top of the staircase Snape stepped off and knocked on the door sharply.
“Come in Severus.” Harry rolled his eyes in amusement of the headmasters reply. Snape obediently pushed open the door and stepped inside, beckoning Harry to follow him quickly.
“Ah Harry my dear boy, you look wonderful.” Snape stepped aside as the headmaster rounded his desk and came over to Harry to hug him tightly. Albus looked no older than Harry remembered him to be at school, and if it hadn’t been for the tired sparkle in the elder wizard’s eyes or his walking stick Harry would have sworn Dumbledore hadn’t aged a day.
“Albus, it’s nice to see you.” Harry whispered as he hugged the headmaster back before stepping away.
“I’ve ordered tea, and biscuits.” The headmaster walked slowly over to his seat by the fire gesturing for Snape and Harry to take a seat on the sofa opposite him. “I’m assuming Severus had informed you of our grave situation.” A house elf popped in quickly with a tray of tea before bowing and disappearing again. Harry nodded as he offered to pour the tea while the two elder men took a biscuit each.
“Indeed, but I still fail to see why I must be involved.” Harry didn’t mean to sound bitter but he couldn’t help himself as he glanced around the room, seeing all the Wizarding artifacts in exactly the same spots as he remembered them from when he was at school.
“We are not sure if you must be involved yet Harry but we will not be caught unaware this time. We shall be prepared.” Albus smiled in thanks as Harry handed him the teacup noting its slice of lemon the man gestured for before accepting the cup. “At present there is little but rumor and speculation to go on. The order is scattered but Remus Lupin and Nyphadora Tonks have been dispatched to bring them home.” Harry’s heart leapt up into his throat as he heard the name of his godfather’s lover. It hadn’t occurred to Harry until now that he had the prospect of seeing his friends and family back in this world.
“How is he?” Harry whispered nervously as he clutched his tea cup tightly to stop himself from shaking.
“Very well, he has a new mate named Alice. Severus here is still making advancements with the Wolfsbane potion so Remus is doing just fine Harry.” Albus smiled brightly as he dusted cookie crumbs from his long white beard. “What we do know is that the death eaters have been re-summoned and that four of them have turned up dead in Hogsmeade Village. We can only assume that Tom Riddle’s son is culling the traitors his father was not aware of.” Automatically Harry looked to Severus in concern but the potions professor merely shrugged his shoulders in silent reply.
“I have no idea why I was not among the casualties Potter. My own thought is that I am still worth more to them alive than dead.” Snape offered by way of explanation as he sipped on his tea.
“We are taking the necessary precautions with Severus Harry, there is no need to worry yourself.” Albus smiled calmly at Harry, his comment making Snape roll his eyes and mutter something about being able to look after himself. “There is little else we can tell you, but I hope to have more information soon enough. For now I expect you wish to get settled.” Harry didn’t want to get settled at all, he wanted to turn around and leave but obediently he nodded. “I have arranged for you to have your own chambers in the dungeons along the same corridor as Severus’…” Harry looked sharply across at Snape who looked positively pissed off that the headmaster had ruined his solitude. “… I’m assuming Severus has explained your cover while you are with us?” Again Harry nodded wondering suddenly if Snape had even told the headmaster that he was devoid of magic. After all, the headmaster hadn’t mentioned it. “Well as always the castle is your home Harry as it is ours and you are welcome to go where you wish. It is good to see you Harry Potter.” The three wizards rose from their seats by the fire and Harry smiled weakly as the headmaster hugged him again. Snape was already at the door holding it open for them to leave. Harry turned and walked towards the door but as he drew close to the threshold he heard the whisper of a curse. Like lightening Harry spun around his hand outstretched towards the on coming stream of red light that had left Albus Dumbledore’s wand.
“Infite, Assesendo!” Harry shouted his reaction automatic. At the same time however Snape had whispered the same anti curse having seen the headmaster out of the corner of his eye. The curse fizzled away to nothing as Snape’s anti curse blocked it successfully where Harry’s had failed due to his lack of magic. Harry breathed out shakily as he looked up from his hand to stare shocked at the headmaster who was smiling, a strange twinkle in his eyes.
“Gone but not forgotten.” The headmaster whispered cryptically his gaze flickering between Harry and Snape a knowing smile quirking at his lips. Harry shook his head in confusion as Snape guided him out into the corridor and back down the steps to the corridor.
“He just tried to kill me.” Harry muttered as he finally realized what had just happened. Snape snorted at Harry’s comment and waved his hand dismissively.
“Stop being dramatic Potter, the curse was empty he was just testing you, you must have seen it fade before my anti curse even hit it.” Snape bit sharply as he began leading Harry down towards the dungeons.
“Empty?” Harry looked up disbelieving at Snape having heard for himself the conviction at which Snape had spoken the anti curse with. “You didn’t think so if you blocked it.”
“Automatic reaction Potter.” Snape grumbled bitterly as they passed some students in the corridor, all of whom stepped out of Snape’s way. Harry smiled to himself; amused that Snape could still command such respect and fear from his students as he had in Harry’s days at school. Perhaps Harry’s stay at Hogwart’s wouldn’t be as bad as he’d imagined it would be, but only time would tell that….
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