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Kit	By : withdemonwings Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 41265 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Kit

Chapter 6

Severus, at least, knocked before he threw open Minerva’s office door.

It only took one glare for Poppy to excuse herself from her evening tea with an old friend.

‘What is it, Severus?’ Minerva asked mildly as she sipped her tea.

The younger man started pacing, gently stroking the kitten in his arms. ‘Granger hasn’t been to her detentions!’ he snarled and Harry quickly climbed Severus’ arm as the man began to rant and gesture about how Hermione Granger had gotten a detention, several in fact and hadn’t shown up, everything just sort of poured out of the potion master.

Glad that he found safety on his human’s shoulder, Harry listened to the impressive rant. Severus was ranting about everything he seemed to have kept bottled up about Ron and Hermione. It didn’t escape the notice of the cat or the woman that Harry Potter wasn’t mentioned once.

Severus wound down his rant about Granger with her insufferably long essays and that no matter how many points he deducted or how often he had written “I said 3 feet” in harsh red scrawl, she still always handed in five feet of drivel.

‘Do you feel better, Severus?’ she asked both amused and worried.

Severus sighed and dropped into one of Minerva’s comfortable looking chairs.

‘It’s Potter,’ he stated as he set the kitten on the desk. Harry looked at Snape with wide eye terror while Minerva settled with confusion.

All were saved when Neville Longbottom and Seamus Finnigan came bursting into the office, panting and dishevelled.

‘It’s Harry!’ Seamus blurted first.

‘We think that Ronald’s done something to him,’ Neville elaborated, even as he bent over to wheeze.

Harry, Severus and Minerva stared at the duo, eyes comically wide with shock.

‘What? How?’ came Minerva’s confused reply.

‘We don’t know really,’ Seamus began almost sheepishly.

‘We were on our way to the dorm,’ Neville continued.

Seamus picked it up, ‘the door was locked,’

‘But we could hear voices,’ the pair was beginning to remind Harry of Fred and George as they bounced back and forth in telling the story.

‘It was Granger and Weasley,’

‘She was trying to convince him to tell someone something,’

‘Ron wouldn’t because he didn’t think anything was wrong,’

‘He said that “the twat” got what he deserved,’ Neville’s scowl impressed even Snape.

‘Miss Granger is already in a world of trouble since she’s skipped out on her detention,’ Snape offered.

Seamus and Neville, surprised with the older man’s presence, they hadn’t noticed him earlier.

‘Demon Kitty!’ Seamus blurted in a sort of hysterical screech as he pointed to the cat on the desk and hid behind Neville.

Neville sighed. ‘He’s not a demon,’ he stated, doing a pretty decent impression of an exasperated Snape.

‘He tried to attack the students, I don’t know why Dumbledore lets it stay!’ Seamus was still cowering behind Neville, peaking out over the other boys shoulder. Neither Snape nor McGonagall knew what to do or say.

‘It’s just a Kneazle, Shay, and they don’t really like being touched by anyone they don’t know. What would you do if a hundred people that towered over you tried to touch you at the same time?’ Neville asked easing Seamus out from behind him.

‘Oh,’ Seamus asked, a little less afraid of the terrifying kitten, who was shaking with laughter, not that any of the human’s knew, they just thought he was afraid or cold.

Snape scooped him up. ‘I believe you were trying to tell us something happened to Potter,’ he stated.

Seamus blushed and mumbled something that sounded like an apology; he, unlike Neville, still took potions.

Severus raised an eyebrow at him and Minerva ushered them out of her office and toward Gryffindor Tower, the Slytherin following behind them.

Minerva fell into step with Snape. ‘I was going to talk with him tomorrow after dinner,’ she said softly, so the two students wouldn’t hear. ‘I also gave him leave from class,’ it looked like Snape was going to say something demeaning about Harry so she continued on, not letting him talk. ‘He is so far ahead of the rest of his peers, that he’s bored in class. He gets the spell on the first try and then plays with them, changing them, altering them somehow. ‘

Severus made a noncommittal noise in the back of his throat. He had taught Harry himself, both in potions, defence and a mishmash of private lessons to help him the task that he had been appointed. The only thing that Harry excelled in had been Defence Against the Dark Arts, everything else he’d been simply average in.

‘He’s better than I am most days,’ Minerva offered as they stopped in front of the portrait that had closed behind the two students who had gotten ahead of them.

‘Froganna seacláid,’ she stated, causing Severus to raise his eyebrow.

Minerva, to her credit didn’t even blush, not that she met his eyes either.

The portrait swung open and Minerva stepped into the Gryffindor common room, Severus right behind her.

Everyone in the common room, mostly older students, stared at the two heads of houses with something akin to paralyzing fear.

McGonagall had a deep furrow between her brow and her lips were so thin it was like she didn’t have any. Snape simply levelled a glower at everyone, the small kitten still perched on his shoulder doing nothing to distract from the look.

She surveyed the students, with a calm that belied the anger she was trying to hide. Angry –furious- that someone would dare to hurt one of her cubs, especially one like Harry.

‘Where are Mr Weasley and Miss Granger?’ she asked, knowing that neither student would have gone to bed yet.

Only three students met her gaze, the two that had rushed to her office and Ginny Weasley.

‘They’re up in Ron’s dorm room,’ she replied, Severus didn’t know what that glimmer was that was in the young witch’s eye, he hoped that it would bode well for Harry. He would need all the friends he could keep.

‘Thank you, Ginerva,’ McGonagall gave her a small nod before gliding up to the boys dorm; only Snape followed her up the stairs.

‘You have to tell someone, Ron! Harry could be in trouble,’ they heard the girl insisting.

Before Ron could reply, Minerva opened the door with a wave of her hand.

‘That stupid brat got what he deserved, so will you if you don’t shut the hell up!’ he snarled at the witch.

‘Twenty points for threatening a student, Mr Weasley,’ Minerva stated before Snape could do the honours.

‘And another ten for public indecency,’ Snape added, catching sight of the naked redhead.

Ron made a very unmanly, “eep” sound and covered himself with a pillow, that shrank and turned pink and grew frills, not that Ron noticed. Hermione, however, was still fully clothed and looked like she didn’t know whether to sneer at the redhead or laugh at him.

‘What does Mr Weasley need to confess about this time, Miss Granger?’ Minerva asked coldly.

Hermione blushed, ‘I don’t know, he wouldn’t tell me just that he saw Harry on the pitch with someone and they looked like they were arguing,’ she replied, not looking up at either of her professors.

Ron looked like he wanted to defend himself but Snape’s Glare of Instant Death If You Don’t Shut. Up. Now. kept him silent.

The older witch studied the girl for a moment before nodding. ‘Very well, I will talk with you tomorrow Miss Granger,’ she said before turning and moving from the dorm. ‘Come along Mr Weasley, I believe it is time to call your parents.’

Ron whimpered but didn’t move, ‘now!’ Minerva snapped when he didn’t appear from the room.

Ron practically ran to catch up with her, still holding onto the pink, frilly pillow.

The snickering began with those closest to the stairs and spiralled out, leaving Ron totally red, from the tips of his toes to the tips of his ears.

‘Oh, for... get dressed, Mr Weasley,’ McGonagall ordered, with no small amount of exasperation.

Ron let out the unmanliest of unmanly “eeps” before turning to reveal more bare flesh as he bolted up the stairs to his room. The snickers turned into full out laughter.

Severus and Minerva swept from the common room to wait out in the hall, trying to suppress their own snickers.

Hermione gave a sigh of relief that they hadn’t come down on her for skipping her detention. She hadn’t wanted to but Ron had told her not to go and she’d listened to him. Like he was controlling her with a curse, but he was lucky if he got a fine mist for a patronus so there was no way that he could cast the Imperious curse on her. Was there?

She wanted to tell Ron to shove off, but every time she tried, she ended up sick to her stomach. She was so violently ill, that her sides and stomach would ache for the rest of the day.

She knew that she was treating Harry and Crookshanks, and everyone else, terribly but she couldn’t seem to stop herself.

Whenever she was close to figuring out what the hell he was doing to her, he would dose her again and destroy whatever she found. Not that that really matter because after the first time, she’d started to make copies.

Sending another mental apology to Harry and Crookshanks, she headed out to see if maybe she could talk to someone, however when she looked around the common room, everyone was busy doing their homework, laughing about Ron or glaring at her. So she quietly headed up to her own dorm, her eyes burning with shame.

Thanks so much again! This chapter it starts to differ from the original. Mainly it’s the Hermione plot that will be changing, there was something about it that I think I found lacking. Hope you enjoyed!
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