Bound by Blood (and Faith) | By : wlkellogg Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 20387 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4 |
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Chapter 7
Harry stared at the bright red mark on his chest and then up at Snape. The accusatory look on his face was unmistakable. Harry winced and looked away.
"What have you done?!" Snape repeated his question as he pulled his hand back. He refused to acknowledge the sudden bulge in the blankets around Harry's waist. He told himself that it was none of his business what exactly got a rise out of the boy. Harry expected the red to fade, but it refused.
"I didn't do it!" He insisted hotly. Snape shook his head dismissively and threw Harry's shirt back at him.
"Put your shirt back on immediately. Tell me you were not foolish enough to tell your friends about this," Snape asked harshly.
"No, I didn't. I got the feeling that Hermione would freak out if she saw it, and Ron would have run right to Hermione," Harry replied. He pulled his shirt over his head, but hesitated before pulling it down over the mark. Snape reached over to do it for him and white hot pain lanced through him. He cried out before he could stop himself. Snape went quickly to the curtain and headed off an anxious Madame Pomfrey.
"Don't worry Poppy. The boy was clumsy and prodded himself with his fork. I will handle it," he said quickly. Madame Pomfrey looked past him and eventually nodded.
"Alright. But call me if you need anything," she insisted. Snape nodded and pulled the curtain closed as soon as she was gone. Quickly pulling out his wand, he cast a quick quieting charm to ward off other intrusions. He turned back and frowned to see Harry without a shirt again. The mark looked angry and Harry had tears running down his cheeks. At least he wasn't drawing attention to himself any more.
"I thought I told you to put that back on. No one can see that," Snape snapped at Harry.
"But, Professor, it hurts when it gets like this and I have to cover it," Harry protested.
"Well, what do you do to make it stop hurting?" Snape demanded. He was pacing the floor between the end of Harry's bed and the curtain, ready to ward off any other attention at a moment's notice. It took him a moment to realize that Harry hadn't yet responded. "Well?"
Harry still didn't answer and Snape looked back at him. The boy was bright red, as though something had him embarrassed. Snape opened his mouth to snap something back at him, but then it dawned on him how a teenager probably dealt with an excess of stimulus, which was, of course, what caused the rush of blood to a bond mark like Harry's. That was certainly not something he wanted detail on, wasn't it? For a moment, Snape wasn't sure.
"When did this happen, Potter?" Snape asked, mostly to change the subject.
"It's been a few months now, I guess," Harry answered.
"Idiot boy! Didn't you think for even the slightest second that perhaps this was something out of your control and perhaps warranted an adult's assistance? Or are was this yet another thing you thought your limited education had prepared you for?" Snape all but hissed angrily. His mind raced. The boy had been marked months ago. When had he gotten far enough from the school to run into a witch or wizard strong enough to complete this charm? Where had he been that he could be put in such a compromising position? And who was he bound to? It couldn't be him. It just couldn't. The boy's infantile crush had only been amplified by this curse. That had to be it.
"I didn't say anything because I didn't know what it was, exactly. I didn't want someone to freak out and accuse me of practicing dark magic just because I happen to be sporting a shiny new scar," Harry retorted. Snape turned to him.
"Excuse me for being a touch exasperated that you waited until the spell was permanent instead of telling someone when it was new and may have been reversible. Merlin's balls, Potter, do you know what one of those bonding spells can do to a wizard? If your bondmate insists on something, you will be unable to resist his will. Of course you wouldn't have mentioned anything about it. The one time when it would have been prudent to run your mouth, you choose to keep silent!" Snape raged, barely managing to remember that he should keep his voice down to avoid alerting Madame Pomfrey even with the privacy charm.
"I did it to protect you." Harry's voice was low enough that Snape very nearly did not catch his words. But he did, and they stopped him cold. He crossed quickly to the side of Harry's bed and leaned down so that he was on level with the boy.
"What did you say?"
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