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Somewhere	By : isisfiredancer Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 67138 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 14
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A long break again I know :( Sowwy *puppy dog eyes*

I'm still writing, it's just the copying up that's a pain. My laptop all but exploded so I time share with my fiancé on his now :s

Anyway on with the chapter. The animagus forms that the guys will all get do have meanings and have been chosen specifically for each character. I haven't got to it yet but after christmas all of them will have found their forms and I'll explain it a little more :)

On with the show!

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“You have to really clear your minds,” he said quietly.

They’d all met up early in the training room after Harry had mentioned trying to find animagus forms. So they’d gone down before they were supposed to meet Severus to get started. It had been a unanimous decision that they would all try the traditional technique to try and find their true animagus forms and that was how they came to be as they were now, sitting on the floor on a myriad of cushions as Harry watched from across the room. They’d been at it for nearly an hour now and he was about to call it a day when he noticed a change in Hermione. She suddenly completely relaxed, her breathing becoming deeper and more even. Quietly he went round and tapped the others on the shoulder, finger to his lips when they started to speak. Five minutes later and they all watched as Hermione’s eyes fluttered open.

“Did you see something?” Harry asked with a smile.

“Yes,” she said in surprise.

“Well?” said Ron when she didn’t say any more.

“It was a fox. A white fox,” she said.

“Excellent. Now you can work on changing and taking on your animagus form.”

“How?”

“Take a deep breath, clear your mind and focus on the image of the fox. Will your magic and your body to take on the form,” he told her.

They watched her as she took a deep breath, her body relaxing again, her mind clear. For a while nothing happened, then quite suddenly, her entire being seemed to ripple. The next minute she slowly changed, until finally, there in front of them, sat a small, delicate white fox.

“Congratulations Hermione,” Harry grinned.

Without a second thought he changed into the slightly larger, red cousin of her form and bounded over to see her. Yipping he ran around her until she chased him across the room. It was then that Severus walked into the room, the pair of foxes colliding with his legs as he steeped through the door. Landing on their haunches they looked up at him.

“Now which one of you is Harry? I doubt you have the finesse to be able to pull off white, so I’m guessing that is Miss Granger,” Severus said, the red fox yipping and chattering at him angrily before getting up and rubbing against his leg.

“That’s mean Sev, I can so pull off white,” he said and Severus was sure that, could a fox pout, he would have been.

Changing back he sat and the mans feet and pouted up at him.

“Oh do grow up.”

“You’re mean.”

“I see Miss Granger has found her animagus form.”

“Yeah,” he grinned, “you can change back now Hermione. Do the same thing that you did to change, but this time focus on yourself and how you normally look.”

Again nothing seemed to happen and then suddenly the fox rippled until Hermione was sat in front of them again.

“It’ll get easier each time you do it Mione,” Harry smiled.

“Congratulations Miss Granger,” Severus said.

“Hermione,” she said.

“Hermione,” he replied, a slight smile playing on his lips.

“Right oh, it’s ass whooping time. Who’s first?” Harry asked.

“Why don’t we pair up? Me and Hermione can work on archery, Draco can show Blaise the basics and you can beat up Severus,” Ron suggested.

“Sounds good to me. Do you want to beat me?” he purred to Severus.

“Yes and it is definitely I who shall be doing the beating,” Severus purred back.

As they paired off, Hermione and Ron working on their archery skills and Draco showing Blaise the basics of hand to hand combat, Harry went and fetched two scimitars and two long daggers from the racks. Handing one of each to Severus, he got himself into the ready position and waited for the other man to attack. To anyone else, the attack would have come without warning, but to Harry, who had spent hours studying the way his lover moved and fought, he noticed the tiny changes that came just before the charge. Like a lion who twitches the end of its tail three times before it pounces, Severus would make miniscule changes, a deeper breath in, a tightening of his grip on his weapons and then he would lean forward just a fraction, balancing his weight. They were tiny things that most would miss and he was pretty sure that Severus didn’t even realise he did them and he wasn’t about to give away that little secret.

As it was he saw the warning signs and prepared himself, so that when the other man attacked him he’s already stepped out of range, using his own sword to knock Severus’ aside. Nipping in he slashed out with the sword, circling in mid-stride to turn and thrust with the dagger towards the man’s unprotected side. Severus had already turned from him though and swept his own sword towards Harry’s head, who dropped into a crouch, pivoting on his heel with one leg outstretched to sweep the other mans feet from beneath him. He nearly succeeded as well, just clipping Severus’ heel as he jumped out of the way, causing the man to stumble as he landed, making him take several steps backwards to steady himself.

It didn’t throw him off for long though and gaining his footing, he charged Harry once more. As he swung his sword in a wide, sweeping arch at the others midriff, he threw his dagger with precision, forcing Harry to drop to the floor once more, this time rolling as he went so that he ended up behind Severus. Now short of a blade, he was taken by surprise when harry rushed him, seemingly on his feet in seconds. He only just had time to bring his sword up to guard himself before Harry’s blade come crashing down. Seeing his opportunity he slid the blade of his sword down the length of the other to the hilt, twisting with a deft flick of his wrist to send it flying out of the younger wizards hand. Backing up Harry quickly he took stock of the situation. Down to just his long dagger, he was now in the worst position. Taking a chance he flung the dagger at Severus’ head, forcing the man to lunge to the side and ran to the racks, Severus soon hot on his heels.

Snatching a staff from a holder, he did something quite unexpected. Knowing that he’d picking exactly the right staff he ran straight towards Severus. With the staff in front of his he waited until the last possible moment before planting the end of the staff on the ground so that the end was braced between the floor and Severus’ foot. Using his forward momentum he used the staff to push himself up and over his opponents head, landing lightly in a crouch behind him, swinging the staff down and around to knock the man’s feet from under him. As Severus fell to the ground he was suddenly grateful for the cushioning charm that they’d placed on the training room floor a few weeks back after Ron had had a particularly nasty fall. Seconds later, harry was kicking the sword from his hand as he sat on his chest, the staff under his chin, forcing his head back.

“Do you yield?” Harry asked.

“Yes.”

“Good,” he grinned, getting off his lover and offering the man his hand.

“Where the hell did you learn that?!” came a voice.

Turning they saw that the other four occupants of the room were watching them with surprised expressions.

“Huh?” Harry asked.

“That flippy thing, that’s new,” Ron said.

“The pole-vault. I remembered watching it once and thought it’d be a good way to get the advantage on an opponent. I’ve been practicing for a few weeks.”

“It was so cool!”

“I didn’t really expect it to work. It’s all about luck and hoping that the person doesn’t move their foot. If Severus had.... it would have hurt.... a lot,” he said with a grimace, remembering the first few times he’d tried it.

“It was certainly an interesting move. How have you managed to practice on your own?” Severus asked him.

“I spelled the floor so that random sections would lift. It meant that I couldn’t get used to one place and I had to keep moving. I really didn’t expect it to work though. I’ve never managed to get that high before, so I quite expected to land on your face,” he said, making Draco snot in amusement.

“I’m glad you were successful then,” Severus said,

“I don’t know, I can see the benefits in failing,” Harry said quietly.

“But perhaps not in public,” came a reply so quite he almost failed to hear it.

“Then maybe tonight?” he purred.

“Something could be arranged,” Severus said with just the hint of a smile.

A loud cough brought Harry back to reality. Turning he saw Draco with a knowing smile on his face. With a slight cough and a blush he went to replace his staff in its holder.

“So how are you doing Blaise? Is Draco a good teacher?” he asked, turning to look at the pair.

“Yes, we’ve been practicing a little anyway.”

“So that’s how you got so up to speed!” he said looking at Draco.

“It could be,” the blonde smirked.

“Sneaky git. Anyway, do you fancy a head to head Blaise?”

“I don’t see why not,” he said walking to the centre of the room.

Moving to stand in front of Blaise, he gave a slight bow and grinned. Getting himself into a guard position he waited, letting the other wizard make the first move. It came seconds later when Blaise charged him. Stepping back slightly he braced himself, bringing up his arm to block the first blow before sweeping it away with his other. They exchanged a few blows, Harry holding back to give Blaise a chance to get a feel for it. Soon though he caught Blaise’s arm as he attacked, twisting with his body to take Blaise off guard. It was so fast that it was almost a blur and with a slight twist he had Blaise under his control, holding his arm in such a way that just a fast flick would have broken the bone.

“I yield!” yelped Blaise.

Letting him go harry checked to make sure that he hadn’t hurt him.

“Are you ok?”

“Yeah, I think I’ll need to practice some more though. You were holding back weren’t you?” he said, rubbing his wrist.

“Perhaps, but no need to worry, I’ll help you practice.”

“No, I really think I should be worried by that,” Blaise muttered, making Harry laugh.

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Remember..... R&R makes me happy :D

Severus: *cough* whore *cough*

Isis: Consider yourself celibate.

Harry: buahahaha

Severus: That means you don't get any either wonder boy.

Harry:............ he didn't mean it!

To the always wonderful reviewers who make writing this story worthwhile

djaddict - thank you and thank you :D I try to make it interesing

lillyput93 - please don't kill me! I promise I will try not to have another 3 year break!! Honest to goodness ma'am!

LeaniaSTL - lol good point on the mirrors and definitely taken into account :D and yeah the Prophet are evil bastards and they will be causing more trouble in the future :( as for draco and blaise.... you'll just have to wait and see ;)

Kurai - I shall do my utmost to keep you with new chapters even if they are a lil slow in coming :)

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