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Kit	By : withdemonwings Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 41265 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, or anything related to it. Ii definitely don't make any money writing it.

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Rebecca, if you are still reading this, the first chapter of this story takes place outside. Which is why Hermione is “fleeing into the castle” after her encounter with Snape. And also, if you don’t know what a girl is doing in the boy’s dorm, maybe you shouldn’t be on this site. As for Snape, oh yes he routinely walks around the boy’s dorms for friendly chats with all the students. You might want to spend more time actually reading, than actively looking for plot holes.

My apologies to my more intelligent readers, but I received a review about plot holes just recently, however there was also a similar one from the first go round from a “becky”, and it addressed the same thing, though no one else really had any problems understanding what was going on.

Thanks again to everyone who’s read, reviewed and voted. And if you read this over on ffnet let me know that too!

Kit

Chapter 7

Ron sat on the most uncomfortable chair in the universe while McGonagall fire-called his parents.

‘Ronald Bilius Weasley!’ Molly bellowed, even as she emerged from the fire, with Arthur right behind her. Ron cringed while Severus, with a firm grip on poor Kit, slinked back into the shadows to watch.

‘Did we teach you nothing?’ she asked, even Ron in his thick-headedness, knew not to answer the question. ‘Hermione is a fine young girl and you want to spoil your relationship with her by forcing yourself on her?’

Minerva and Snape exchanged a glance, it hadn’t seemed like the pair had been dating, not that they could do much on school grounds and it had only been a week.

Snape emerged from the shadows and Molly gave a small exclamation of surprise, and then began to coo to the kitten before both feline and human began to growl at her.

‘Mr. Weasley, tell us how you came to be naked in your dorm with a girl?’ he asked as politely as he could managed, which was really only a level or two above his normal pissed-off, blow-up the next person who so much as thinks about thinking of maybe talking to him mood.

Ron paled, ‘she said that she wanted to talk to me alone in my room, I thought she wanted to... you know...’ he blushed.

‘No Ronald I don’t know,’ his father replied, he glanced up at Snape and the pair exchanged evil smirks.

‘I thought she wanted to have sex,’ Ron admitted, though the last word was barely audible. Harry had never seen Ron so red. He almost felt sorry for the daft bastard. Almost.

‘Did you ask her?’ Arthur asked. Ron shook his head, not daring to look at anyone.

‘So what did she want then?’ Molly asked, taking pity on her son, but only because she feared he would pass out.

Ron swallowed heavily. ‘She wanted me to confess to something I didn’t do,’ he replied, a little bit more bravely then he had been before.

‘If this is about the homework that you’ve been stealing from Potter, then we already know,’ Minerva replied, pulling a file from one of her drawers.

His head snapped up and he glared at his head of house, his face red in anger this time.

‘I didn’t steal his homework!’ he insisted.

‘Right, then tell me Mr. Weasley, why did you hand in a potions assignment to your divination class?’ Snape asked icily. Ron only gaped at him, unable to say anything.

‘This is Harry’s last potion assignment,’ Minerva stated, handing the elder Weasley’s a rolled parchment. ‘If you could read it out loud for Ronald please,’ she requested.

All three Weasley’s gave her confused looks, but Molly began to read, out loud, ‘I’m not positive on who the culprit is but I want to help catch them. I had too much to worry about last year but I’d like it to stop this year, now that I have time.’ Snape hid a smirk.

Ron went even paler then he had been before. He knew he was in trouble and everyone else knew that he knew that he was in trouble. Harry had started to growl and his fur had fluffed up. He couldn’t believe what the irritating redhead had done.

‘Now, if you could read this, Ronald,’ she handed him another scroll. ‘It is the essay that Ronald handed in for Divination,’ she explained to the other two.

Ron slouched into his chair as he began to read, ‘Professor Snape, I think someone’s been copying my homework.’

‘I think that’s enough, Ronald,’ Molly cut him off.

‘If you aren’t expelled for this then you will not be leaving school grounds until you graduate,’ Molly stated, clearly trying to keep her temper in check.

‘All the assignments that you copied from Harry you will re-do,’ Arthur added, ‘including the ones from last year.’ Ron groaned.

‘You can get a head start on them, you are suspended for two weeks,’ McGonagall added, ‘and are no longer on the Quidditch team.’ Ron looked like he wanted to protest but wasn’t sure what to say.

‘Tell us who you saw with Potter on the pitch,’ Snape demanded, reminding everyone that he was there. ‘And you can forget about your potions assignments, they won’t get a mark above a T.’

‘What?’ Ron blurted, forgetting what he told Hermione and infuriated over Snape’s comment.

‘You told Miss Granger that you saw Harry with someone on the pitch before he disappeared, describe them,’ Minerva explained.

‘I didn’t see anything, it was dark,’ Ron replied, still not looking at anyone.

Minerva and Snape exchanged a glance, they could both tell he was lying, but they had no idea what he was lying about.

Molly and Arthur knew as well and silently vowed to get the information from Ron in the two weeks that he would be with them. They would of course get their oldest sons to help; they knew their twins would have a few ideas.

=^.^=

Hermione sat on the window bench in her room.

She sighed and wondered when everything had gotten so bad. If she had to, she would have guessed when Harry and Snape had defeated Voldemort over the summer.

Ron still thought that Severus was an evil Slytherin, and that he was only using Harry for his own gain, not that he was too concerned with Harry to really care about him.

Sometime during the last year Ron had decided that Harry was unworthy. And like the fool that she was, Hermione had believed all of Ronald’s lies. It hadn’t been until the defeat that Hermione had realized what a big mistake she had made.

It was probably, no scratch that, it was too late to make amends. She had spent the year, ignoring and belittling someone who was supposed to be her best friend.

She decided that no matter what happened, she was going to apologize to Harry. If only they could find Harry. Odd how he disappeared and Snape gets a kitten the next day.

She cringed, she would apologize to Snape and the cat and her own feline tomorrow, if any of them would give her the chance.

She felt terrible, the poor thing had been terrified and she’d only made things worse.

She rubbed her face and moved to bed, she’d apologize to everyone in the morning, and then do everything she could to help find Harry.

=^.^=

Ron had sulked from the time he left McGonagall’s office to collect what he needed from his room, to the time he got back home. Both of his parents had lectured him on cheating, and forcing himself on other people, even if you were dating them.

He had no privileges and no freedom.

It was all Potter’s fault. If that bastard hadn’t ever been born then none of this would have ever happened.

His sulk became a scowl as he decided that he was going to get revenge on Potter as soon as he got back to school. He had two weeks to think about it.

Well at least he didn’t have to do any of his potions essays. Snape was such a bastard, how they couldn’t see how evil the man was, Ron didn’t know. He sneered; Snape would get what was coming to him too, right after he proved that Harry had tried to kill Ron every year.

=^.^=

Harry curled up on Snape’s extra pillow, he had wondered if it had been Ron who had been stealing his homework but to know that it was actually him, it made Harry nauseous.

He growled softly and Snape’s hand, which had found its way into Kit’s fur, twitched. Crookshanks tail batted him and Harry quieted. He really wished he could become human again. Or at least remember what had happened the night he had become a Kneazle.

It’s not that he didn’t like being one, he did; he just wished he could talk to someone. Talk to Snape, thank him for what he’d done before sending Harry on his merry way.

He really hoped that Snape wouldn’t do anything to him when he found out who his Kit was.

Sorry about the earlier formatting, folks. I had no idea it had done that until someone, (Kit - thank you!) pointed it out.
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