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The Morning Star	By : varnalesa Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 7860 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Chapter 7

A/N I reread my story and kind of wanted to continue. So here is a new
chapter. It has a little bit of Lithuanian in the middle. You�ll find it�s
translation at the end of the chapter�

Moving to important things, I wanted to thank to all the people that
used to read my story. And I feel really really
grateful for the reviews, and thankful towards reviewers. So, kerosecstacy, misswarchan, abbi cee, tolani, picofoxy,
EvaNone, Of a Slytherin Nature and alchino,
thanks a million,
guys.

Alchino. Sorry, but you cant� always get what you want. On the other hand, Severus
doesn�t want to choose Potter a king either, so at least you are not
alone.� ��

I know that I am not very good with grammar, terrible really. So if
anyone wants to be my beta, write me a review or write me on email, ocarda@gmail.com.

That�s all. Enjoy.

Heart call

At first Severus only felt numbness. His mind must have finally
short-circuited, for while he remembered being fed, washed, talked to, touched,
fucked - it was all blurry, unclear, unreal. No rather, reality no longer
existed for him.

Days filled with nothing, but the fall into abyss�Only to be pulled out
of it by his own screams and the power of magical
explosion that followed them. Somehow, he couldn�t appreciate the irony of it.
After putting two and two together, the ex-spy tried to resist screaming. But
Lord Voldemort managed to be very persuasive, and frankly Snape just didn�t
care enough to try harder. The bastard enjoyed his struggles and each time
Severus gave in it was his victory, not Voldemort�s.�

To stay wary and alert to wait for a perfect chance to act�It was a joke
that came back and literally bit him in skinny ass. Well, if a miracle were to
happen for some unfathomable reason, he might still get himself out of this
situation. Yet, somehow it seemed to Severus at the moment that even this
impossible miracle would still not be enough.

XXX

�

They were standing in the middle of Severus Snapes�
bedroom. The desk and bed were pushed aside to make room for an intricate
summoning sign drawn on the dusty floor with salt. It slightly reminded
stylized flower bloom with five petals. Draco, Albus,
Remus, Minerva and Harry stood on the tip of them holding a glass filled with
crystal-clear liquid.

Hermione was standing near the desk wearing a linen dress and holding a
scrap of paper. On the desk there was a stone altar of sorts and fire blazed in
it. The Slytherin and the-boy-who-lived could see her hands shaking.��

�It�s not that I mind
participating in the ritual, but isn�t there anybody more suitable than me for
this?� Harry suddenly had the urge to ask, but bit his tongue. And good think
he did so, for Hermione would have probably smacked him, again. The girl
sometimes acted far too violent in his opinion. Though they have, indeed,
already been though this question at least five times.

�True, the power of
the ritual depends greatly on the emotional bond between the searcher and the
lost party, but it is ancient locating ritual preceding dark and light magic,
Harry. So the feelings the parties have towards each other doesn�t necessary
have to be a good. In fact, the strongest connections are actually established
between lovers and sworn enemies.

Also, though it was
not written in the book, the stronger the magical bond between the parties the
better. And since you, Harry, are the Boy Who Lived and he is Ex Death Eater,
it�s only natural that Dumbledore asked you to participate.� He could almost
hear her say.

�So, it was all good
and well, but couldn�t the guy have his doubts. Really�� As if sensing his
mood, Draco turned his head and glared at him. Harry cast him a charming smile.

�I�m ready.� Hermione
suddenly announced, took a deep breath and stretched out her arms wide open,
palms facing the ceiling.

�Sauleles
motules, Meneselio tevelio, prasau� nushvieskit kelia, pamestai dvasiai. Perkuno
valia, shvieskit, Perkuno valia, raskit...

Perkuno
valia, auga ant krashto pasaulio, azhuolas... jo shakos mus visus apkabine. Teka azhuolo shakomis gyvastis, ir mumis gyvastis
toji teka...�

Hearing the cue �teka�, Harry placed the glass to his lips, closed his eyes
and drank the odorless liquid. He could not see it, but he knew that other
�searchers� did the same and that they all now looked like torches, standing
still,� engulfed in blue flames.

�Harry cleared his head and concentrated on his
memories of Snape. His voice, his sneer, his long, thin fingers, annoyance that
he felt towards the git as well as respect �his deep
wish to find the man. And, suddenly unplanned thought popped out of nowhere, to
bring him back.

All through this
Hermione continued chanting:

�..Perkuno
valia, azhuolo lapai krinta ir aitvarais virsta. Aitvarai norus pildo, aitvarai laime nesha. Perkuno valia, musu mintys ir norai
i aitvarus, te pavirsta. Perkuno valia, Saulele ir Menuo jiems kelia, te
parodo, kad rastu aitvarai pamesta dvasia, rastu ir parvestu... ��

�Suddenly,
the blue flames shot out of 5 burning bodies, forming strange geometrical
figures and flew away, through the ceiling, through all the floors of Hogwarts,
into the night skies and away to the north east.

Harry felt as if
somebody had hit him hard into solar plexus. Grunting he fell to the floor
opened his eyelids and saw the last glimpse of fox-fire thingies disappearing
in the ceiling. Around him all the other ceremony participants were either
stumbled on the floor or trying to get up.

�Well that sure was
flashy nothing� Harry heard bitter Draco say and he couldn�t have agreed more
with the statement.

But, when the
disappointed blond tried to step out of the circle, blue flames arose from the
salt preventing him from leaving.

�Everybody, stay there
you are, the ceremony is not yet over.��
Dumbledore decided to clarify, and was awarded a snort from Draco.��

And so they waited.
For several hours nothing happened, the tension that all the ceremony
participants felt at the beginning was starting to fade.

Suddenly, two of the
flames returned. They reached the center of the flower and started twirling
emitting the sound of jingling bells. Another jingling replied it from far
away. Silent at first both jinglings steadily grew both in level, clarity and
harmony. They sounded were like laugher and tears, like singing, or maybe words
� a form of communication.

Then twirling and
jingling stopped. Little blue flame balls floated towards Draco�s� and Remus �s� making the males to tighten grips around
their wands. Others also stiffened. But the lights all but froze an inch or two
before reaching their chests and then disappeared.

The air at the center
of the sign became denser gaining almost liquid like appearance. �Just like a
river flowing into the heavens� thought Harry, and then quickly shook his head.
All the time spent deciphering eastern �fairytale� influenced his
thinking.�

The current of the
flow stopped and human figure followed by 3 fires appeared in the dungeon.

Jingling happily the
fires began to float towards their sources - Harry, Albus,
Minerva. But they did not receive so much attention as
the previous two, for everyone at the room was now staring at the youth that
appeared on the floor.

She appeared sickly
and pale, thin too, bordering on underfed, but her steel-blue hair shone with
almost unnatural sleekness. The youth wore white sleeveless dress decorated
with silver that barely reached her knees, though only Harry and Hermione
recognized it as a dress, and silver bracelet on her left arm.

As she struggled to
get up from the floor, there was strange tranquility in the air that stilled
the movements of the ceremony participants, she raised her head and Harry
understood that he had made a mistake.

He, for it was a boy, pretty rather than beautiful but male nonetheless, was
looking around the room and at the faces of people gathered with such a
piercing stare, the daze that they all felt vanished like smoke.

Harry and Remus rushed
to help the boy to get up, the flames no longer holding them in their places.

XXX

�What is your name?�,
�Are you all right?�, �How did you get here?� , �Do
you know there professor Snape is ?�� Questions like these and the like
suddenly fell down on him from his colleagues and students�who apparently
rearranged his furniture.

Not that this
observation had some point. It�s just that registering random facts made him
focus on the present situation rather than the torrent of feelings that was
trying to blow him away. Already Severus had kicked Lupin
in the gut, sent wonder boy�s glasses flying away and then greeted his eye with
elbow. Thank Merlin for small wonders, he somehow managed not to flinch away
from gryffindors touches, did not cause any bloody
bodily harm and they were not foolish enough to repeat their attempt �to help
him�.

Help him�HA�now that
he was out of Voldemort�s grasp�but was he? For a moment Severus froze and felt
the seeds of panic start to grow, but quickly pushed the thought away into the
deepest corner of his mind. Thankfully to the people surrounding him, he was
sufficiently safe now and perfectly fine. After pushing �the help� away Severus
managed to successfully stand up and then not to fall down. So yes, he was
perfectly fine on his own, thank you very much

�Who are you, boy?� He
suddenly heard headmaster ask and was startled to find himself standing eye to
eye with the old schemer. Lost in his thoughts he did not notice when Albus changed his position. Just the situation he wanted to
avoid.

Ex-spy felt annoying
tapping in his mental shields and bit his lip to keep his mouth shut. While
playing mute was not one of the most ingenious�
of plans, Severus have recently learned that his tongue was not all that
much obedient and tended to get loose at the worst cases.�

Supposedly he talked
and successfully revealed himself as Severus Snape, or not. What was he
supposed to tell to his glorious saviors? That he just liked wearing clothes
suitable for a little girl? Or, that the dark lord kept him a prisoner for
Merlin knows only how long because he wanted a human sized dressing doll? Worse
yet, one of the statements was partially true. And
shameful enough to make him want to find a hole to crawl in. Merlin�s pants, he
already wanted that hole without them knowing all the details about his
�vacation�.�

They all stared at him
waiting for the answer. And the mental tapping continued, probing and probing,
looking for a crack to get in. Suddenly, Severus� eyes blazed and he pushed the
man, his friend, mentor, out of his mind, hard enough to leave him
reeling.��

Minerva rushed towards
the headmaster to help him. Everyone it the room had wands in their hands tips
pointed at Severus. Except for Albus, the man had
that calculating look in his eyes that said �I�d get to the roots of this
mystery before long.��

He shouldn�t have
pushed the man out of his mind.

�Severus ?�

No. No, no,
no. He really, shouldn�t have
pushed that old coot out of his mind, probing or no probing. Since, then was
the distance from the center of his room to the door so big?

�Severus, please.� Albus no longer asked, he knew. And since he voiced his
revelation, everybody else knew too.

�But, how is it
possible, Albus? He looks so young and �different
from Severus.��

Unsurprisingly, it was
the ever rational Minerva who asked the winner question. Though it could just
as well been Remus, Draco, Granger, maybe even Potter � they all knew how
logics of magic worked. Oh, yes, and, just to spite him, there was a question
mark on that �he�.

�I do not know,
Minerva.�

�Professor, we�ve been
looking for more than two months. Were where you? What happened to you?�� - Granger.

�Can�t you speak?�

Surprisingly, the brat
really sounded concerned, they all did. A wave of empathy and guilt washed over
him. Make it a cunami. Great, as if
he hasn�t been suppressing enough of emotions already.

He could remain
silent. They would question him more then watch him snap. Now that would be
unsightly.

�I can speak fine, Mr.
Potter. Now, not to be rude to my saviors, if you�d all leave me for a few minutes, I�d be presentable as well.��

Whenever it was his
tone, his burning cheeks or his glare that set them going, Severus did not
know. He was just glad to be safe, alone and out of the ridiculous garment.

TBC

--- Translation to the summoning/locating ritual ---��

�I�m ready.� Hermione
suddenly announced, took a deep breath and stretched out her arms wide open,
palms facing the ceiling.

�Mother Sun, Father Moon, I ask of you� light the path for the lost
soul. By the will of Perkunas keep shining, by the
will of Perkunas find it�By the will of Perkunas, ash tree grows on the edge of the world... It�s branches are embracing all of us. Life essence flows in
the branches of ash tree, that same essence flows in
us too��

Hearing
the cue �flows�, Harry placed the glass to his lips, clossed
his eyes and drank the odorless liquid. He could not see it, but he knew that other �searchers� did the same
and that they all now looked like torches, standing still,� engulfed in blue flames.

�Harry cleared his head and concentrated on his
memories of Snape. His voice, his sneer, his long, thin fingers, annoyance that
he felt towards the git as well as respect �his deep
wish to find the man. And, suddenly unplanned thought popped out of nowhere, to
bring him back.

All through this
Hermione continued chanting:

�By the will of Perkunas, the leaves of the ash tree are falling and
turning into kites (a form of brownies). Kites grant wishes, kites bring
happiness. By the will of Perkunas, let our wishes
turn to kites. By the will of Perkunas,� Sun and� Moon should show the way for these kites, the
way to the lost soul. So that the kites would find the soul, would find it and
bring it back��
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