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The call of Justice	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4935 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter franchise, so obviously I'm broke since I don't make a dime. If I did, Ginny would have died instead of Fred. Since I don't, I'm going to have fun and write AU HP.

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Title: The call of Justice
Pairings: Implied parental pairings
Fandom: Harry Potter
Summary: Harry, his elder sister, his friends and his yearmates grew up with the reality of abuse. Some of them like Harry, Dudley Black-Tonks and Sally Smith were rescued from abusive situations; Harry and Sally from the Orphanage from hell and Dudley from his magic-phobic birth parents. Together these children grow up all the stronger for the bonds they share and set out to make themselves worthy of the world that their parents have forged.

Chapter 5C

Dudley was still half asleep when his bed curtain was thrown open and his duvet was roughly tugged off.
“Still abed? Come on, up you get. Time for a run.”
Dudley blinked sleepily at his elder brother Sam, “You’re joking...”
Sam snorted, “No, you think I’m bad? Trying being woken by Tonks, she pranks you awake. Get up, grab your trainers and off we go. I’m going to fetch Ariel, wake Shani. Leonides already went up to wake Aurel.”
Dudley decided if he had to be awake so did Greg so he grabbed a pillow and stumbled over to his best friend and hit him with it.
“Eh? I’m up, I’m up. What’s the matter?”
“Sam’s dragging me for an early morning run. You’re coming too.”
Greg yawned, “You’re joking...what time is it?”
“Doesn’t matter, come on. If I’ve got to run, so do you. I know you don’t want to end up heavy like your father...”
That last comment had Greg practically falling out of bed, being overweight was a private fear of Greg’s and the look he gave Dudley was practically murderous.
Gryffindor he maybe, but Dudley was the son of a former Queen of Slytherin so having Slytherin tendencies was understandable...right?
The two sleepy First Years along with Dudley’s Shani weren’t really awake until they reached the Quidditch pitch.
They started with a slow jog, slowly picking up the pace as they ran laps around the Quidditch pitch.
It was almost 5:30 when Sam herded them back to the castle and ordered them to bathe and dress for the day.
Then the taciturn Ravenclaw prefect seemed to vanish somewhere on the fifth floor...
Dudley had no idea how Sam expected him to get through the rest of his day after going for a run.
Greg was silently fuming while Ariel seemed nonchalant about it, his golden eagle Aurel perched on his shoulder.
Greg scowled, “Why aren’t you more upset?”
Ariel shrugged, “Simple, Sam’s a hell of a lot nicer than Tonks. Tonks pranks you right out of bed. I swear passwords don’t mean a thing to her, walks through walls our sister does. If you fall asleep then she hits you with aguamenti and you still have to run sopping wet. Well I’ll see you at breakfast little bro, keep him out of trouble would you Goyle?”
Greg nodded before pushing Dudley into their dormitory to fetch clean clothes and towels so they could shower.
XooooooX
Both Greg and Dudley were mostly awake after that run and their quick shower when they headed back down the stairs towards the common room.
This time Neville, Dean and Seamus were stumbling along behind them...
To their surprise the old witch who had presided over the Sorting Ceremony was present when they entered the common room...
“I see all of the First Years have made an appearance.” The witch sniffed.
“I am Deputy Headmistress Minerva McGonagall; Transfiguration Mistress, First Class and Head of Gryffindor. Were you to find yourselves in trouble from breaking a rule like curfew, likely you would have to face me to learn your punishment. Do stay out of trouble.”
With that short speech said, the professor stalked out of the portrait door.
One of the elder Weasleys, the prefect along with his counterpart Rosalyn Brocklehurst ushered them from Gryffindor towards the Great Hall.
Greg, Neville, Dudley, Seamus and Dean waved to Hermione and Coraline before taking their seats at one end of Gryffindor table where they sat with Dudley, Neville and Greg on one side while Seamus and Dean were opposite.
Thanks to Sam’s bullying them into that early morning run, Dudley and Greg were both very awake and very hungry.
Gryffindor table was full of students with hearty appetites who chattered excitedly while sharing and trading dishes piled high with food.
After a good while of just eating, McGonagall appeared and handed Prefect Weasley as well as Prefect Brocklehurst a stack of parchment before slipping away.
The two Fifth Year prefects passed out the parchment which was revealed to be their schedules for the year…
Gryffindor had Potions first thing with Slytherin, not a problem that just meant that they had great study partners with Theo and Draco in their class…
Second Period was Herbology with Ravenclaw, which meant they would definitely have Hermione and Coraline as study resources.
After that was a double period of Defence that they would share with Slytherin, all in all not a bad schedule…
Especially when they would have a double free period after Defence…
Dudley and his friends followed Harry, Draco, Theo, Blaise and Vince out of the Great Hall into the Dungeons heading for Uncle Sev’s classroom.
Half of the very large classroom was set up for lecture and a sharp jerk of Severus’ head sent Harry and Dudley’s groups to sit there...
Dudley was sitting between Greg and Vince on one side of the classroom while Draco, Harry, Theo and Blaise sat on the other. Millie had taken the last seat in the front row, so that left Neville, Dean and Seamus to sit behind them.
Pansy, Tracey, Elaine and Daphne chose to sit behind Harry’s group...
Harry’s papa strode up to the front of the classroom with his bland black brewing robes billowing behind him like great black wings, he cleared his throat, “My name is Professor Severus Prince; I am a Potions Master, First Class and the new Potions Professor of Hogwarts.”
Then immediately Severus began taking roll, barely catching Harry’s eye when he called his name.
“Mr. Black-Tonks what is the difference between Aconite and Monkshood?” Severus asked after putting the list of students in their class aside.
Dudley smirked, “Mother says they are the same plant professor. She gets irritated when they switch names for the ingredient in the same recipe.”
He noticed that Uncle Sev’s mouth twitch just a little.
“That is an irritant; given your mother’s status as a First Class Potions Mistress I am not surprised that you would have overheard her mention that.” Then Severus turned his attention to Theo, “Where would you look for a bezoar if I said to fetch one Mr. Nott?”
Theo snorted, “They are a stone from the stomach of a goat sir. However, if I were to look for one I would search your ingredients cupboard; I doubt a Potions Master of your skill would allow his cupboard to lack anything...”
“Also correct, Mr. Potter what potion uses wormwood and Asphodel?”
Harry frowned, “Isn’t that a powerful sleeping potion? I remember you got upset with Sera for attempting it last year...”
Severus groaned, “Wormwood and Asphodel are primary ingredients in the Draught of Living Death which is the most powerful sleeping potion seeing as how it nearly mimics death. Who can tell me if there is a counter and what it is called?”
Immediately Draco, Theo and surprisingly Dudley put their hands up.
Severus smirked, “Mr. Malfoy?”
Draco’s immediate response was to preen, “The Counter Potion to the Draught of Living Death is called the Wiggenweld Potion.”
Then a scowl crossed Severus’ features, “Why are only those who graduated from Basillius Malfoy’s School for Gifted Children taking notes? Do you think I ask questions for my own amusement?”
Harry didn’t look up or even giggle, papa did ask questions but he didn’t like getting snarky dismissive answers like Fili tended to give. He tended to ask thought provoking questions...
“You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of potionmaking,” Severus said in a quiet but firm parental voice that had everyone’s attention. “All instructions must be followed exactly as written in your text unless you have access to a different receipt otherwise it will be far more disastrous then a mere miscast spell.”
Harry’s adopted papa had a gift of keeping a class silent without effort that exceeded their teachers at Number Four.
“Since you will have little need for a wand in this class, a number of you will doubt that this is magic. As mere children, I don’t expect that a majority of you will ever come to understand the beauty of a gently simmering cauldron with its shimmering scents. The delicate power of liquids that can creep through human veins, bewitch the mind and ensnare senses. For those who wish to learn, I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even stopper death. There are some who I can tell may go far in these field while others will be glad to be done with it come their Sixth Year.”
So their lecture continued with Harry, Dudley and their friends taking copious notes so not to earn the ire of their Potions professor, Harry’s papa...
XooooooX
After Potions Greg, Dudley, Seamus, Dean, Neville, Susan and the rest of the Gryffindor
First Years headed back to the First Floor before following an excitable Neville out of the castle.
Neville called back, “Hurry up!”
Dean, Greg, Susan and Dudley knew about Neville’s enthusiasm for plants so his eagerness to attend their first Herbology lesson wasn’t a surprise.
Thanks to Sam’s dragging them out for an early morning run Greg and Dudley were not in the mood to hurry.
Upon reaching the greenhouses, Dean surprised them by joining Seamus and Susan at a table after Greg and Dudley joined Neville despite essentially sharing a long table.
Despite having a gardener and a brewer for parents, Dudley was not as enthusiastic about Herbology.
They could see that Hermione and Coraline were still paired off but they had been joined at their table by Lisa Turpin, Amanda Brocklehurst, Padma Patil and Su Li.
Their professor introduced herself as Pomona Sprout, formerly of the House of Lovegood and a First Class, Herbologist.
The witch wasn’t very tall, shorter than Dudley’s mother Andromeda anyway and her actual clothes visible because she had chosen to wear a brown long-sleeve gardening smock to protect her clothes.
Hanging on pegs and a coat rack that resembled a leafless tree were more smocks mostly smaller similar smocks.
Professor Sprout called roll, pausing at first at Dudley’s name to tease him about inheriting his father’s green thumb and then at Neville’s name to give him a smile and mentioned she was excited to have him in her class.
After roll, Sprout proceeded to give a brief introduction of her class and expectations as well as showing them which room in Greenhouse 3 would serve for lecture and which area of the greenhouse that their practical lessons would be held.
XooooooX
After Herbology it was back to the castle to join Slytherin; Draco, Harry, Vince, Millie, Daphne and the rest of Harry’s housemates.
There was something creepy about Quirrell, his father always tried to give everyone the benefit of the doubt but his mother had a jaded view about people. Dudley liked to think that he took more after his mother when it came to his perception of people’s characters.
Dudley didn’t devour books on their parents’ healing disciplines like his sister had, he knew enough to recognise that the new Defence professor had some experience with Dark Magic and not just casting defensive magic.
He reeked of it but whether or not it stank worse than the garlic that was a matter of opinion...
The looks that Greg observed their professor giving Harry intermittently since they entered the classroom made him uncomfortable.
Dudley, Greg and Neville exchanged concerned glances.
Dudley knew just enough about mind healing to know that Quirrell’s facial tick wasn’t normal. In fact, he wondered if Quirrell was mentally stabled enough to teach their class.
Professor Filius was a family friend and Dudley hated to think that the Headmaster had consciously hired him.
In fact, they were all glad to escape Defence for their free double period after Quirrell let them go.

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?
Jan - Severus always has to be stubborn, its his nature. Playing hard to get can have benefits sometimes as long as you don't play too hard...
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