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Chapter seven
Dumbledore sat
silently at his desk for some time after the potions master left. Without
warning he stood and walked over to a cabinet off to his left, which was
standing slightly ajar. Sighing once more he pulled out a stone basin that held
a glittering, silvery substance. Carrying the basin over to his desk the
headmaster took his seat. Then pulling out his wand he poked at the surface of
the liquid, watching as it took form. He had successfully extracted a
particular one of Snape’s memories.
---MEMORY OF
SNAPE’S DREAM---
Severus was at
Twelve Grimmauld place. He was watching as they lowered an empty casket into
Sirius’ family plot in a final show of respect to Black. To Snape’s right stood
Lupin who, even to Severus, looked lost. Lupin held a very emotional Potter in
his arms.
“Professor Lupin,
I miss him so much! It’s my entire fault he’s gone!”
At a complete
loss Remus turned to Severus as they watched the grief stricken boy walk over
to the casket. Harry bent down and taking a handful of dirt tossed it onto the
slowly lowering pine box. Snape watched a single tear slide down Harry’s face
to mingle in the dirt. Then the former death eater noticed that the young
Gryffindor was speaking.
“Sirius, I am
sorry I didn’t have more time to get to know you. Keep my Mum and Dad Company
until I can be with you guys again okay? I’ll miss you Snuffles.”
As Severus
watched the boy walk away he quickly followed and fell into step behind him.
“You know Harry, if you need a dreamless sleep potion all you need do is ask
and I will make you some.”
“Thanks for the
offer, Sir, but I’m tired of running, especially from my dreams,” Harry said
cryptically.
“What exactly do
you mean Mister…?” Snape never got to finish his inquiry, however, because
before he got the last word out Harry had turned his potions master to face him
and pressed his petal soft lips to Severus’…
---END MEMORY OF
SNAPE’S DREAM---
As the Pensieve
went black Albus sat lost in his musings,
‘Hmmm, it
seems as though I must devise a way to force Severus and young Mister Potter to
work together in hopes of making them do what must be done. Now ... how do I do
it?’
All at once his
blue eyes lit to resemble the brightness of carved sapphires caught in the
midday sun. The old man smiled as he started to pen the letter that would force
two well known enemies to work together.
---Back in
Gryffindor tower---
“Hermione! At
last! I thought you would never be done with lunch!” Harry exclaimed as he
jumped up to embrace the girl that had, over the course of the years, become
like a sister to him. Hermione returned the hug telling him how happy she was
that he was finally awake and how worried they had been, all the while guiding
the both of them onto the couch in front of the fire.
“Alright Harry,
spill it. The last time you looked this bad, You Know Who had just come back,”
the girl stated simply. “And I’m not talking about the fact that you’ve just
woken up after being unconscious for three weeks!”
Harry thought
about only telling her a little of what had happened but one look into her
brown eyes told him that she would know it if he edited the story. Not knowing
where to start, Harry just blurted out the first thing that came into his
spinning mind, “Snape is a vampire, Mione.
Hermione nodded,
“I know, Harry, I’ve known since third year, but that’s beside the point… go
on.”
“Well that day in
Hogsmeade as I came out of the potions shop I saw Sev-- uh Snape being attacked
by two men. He was winning but then I saw a third man coming up behind him. To
be honest I still don’t know why I did it but I rushed in to help him and
that’s what landed me in the hospital wing for the past three weeks.”
Hermione was growing
impatient with her friend’s ranting, knowing he was avoiding telling her the
part of the story that was really bothering him. “Harry maybe you should just
come out and tell me what the problem is?” She suggested becoming frustrated.
“Yeah, okay,”
Harry fidgeted nervously, “right, uh ... the thing is, the guy I fought in
Hogsmeade was a vampire as well. At some point during the battle he bit me.
Long story short the guy that bit me was killed so Severus had to give me his
blood. Now if I don’t want to die I have to mate with him.”
Harry was amazed
at how just telling someone something could make him feel one hundred percent
better. He came back to himself as he heard his friend sigh and say, “Oh Harry
James Potter what have you gone and gotten yourself into now? Well, we’ll just
have to put our heads together and see if we can’t figure this one out. Now
Harry you said you don’t know why you saved professor Snape’s life. So before
we can start planning how to get you out of this mess I have to ask, Harry are
you gay?”
“WHAT, Am I...?
NO! Of course not! At least I don’t think I am... why do you ask Mione?” The
wizard finished lamely.
“Hmmm, I think we
can continue with our planning now, Harry. Because, let’s face it, my friend,
you and I both know that this has to happen and if you’re at least somewhat
attracted to Snape then it won’t be so bad now will it?” Hermione looked at him
pleadingly as she finished.
Harry looked at
her incredulously.
“Just because I
may be attracted to guys does not sugar coat the fact that I have to sleep with
my most hated professor to stay alive? DAMN IT! Why does this stuff always have
to happen to me?” Harry ranted.
“First off,
Harry, technically he is not your professor. Not since you tested out of
potions class last year. Secondly there is a very fine line between love and
hate.” As Hermione said this, she looked over to see Fawkes, the headmaster’s
phoenix swoop down upon her friend’s knee, a letter clasped within his beak.
“What do you
mean, Mione?” Harry asked puzzled.
“You’ll figure it
out, Harry, I believe in you.”
With this said,
she left to go to her room as Harry opened his letter from Dumbledore. As she
reached the base of the girls dormitory stairs she gave a soft chuckle when
Harry’s curses, reached her ears.
‘I know you
are the one behind this Dumbledore and I cannot wait to see what you have
planned for Severus and Harry. I don’t know how but I am certain that that
letter concerns our dear potions master as well as Harry.’
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