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Deliver Me	By : Aresgodofchaos Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 15669 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: Of course I don't own Harry Potter. If I did I would not be a struggling college student. I would be somewhere in the sun drinking Cristal.

Chapter List
- 1-one
- 2-two
- 3-three
- 4-four
- 5-five
- 6-six
- 7-seven
- 8-eight
- 9-nine
- 10-ten
- 11-eleven
- 12-A real chapter at last
- 6
- 7
- 8
Disclaimer: Of course I don't own Harry Potter. If I did I would not own any school loans and I would travel for the rest of my life. But alas- such is life. I just have to wait for Obama's stimulus package like the rest of America's struggling masses.
A/N: THANK YOU FOR YOUR REVIEWS! They are very much appreciated and are my catalyst for writing chapters quickly. I have read your questions and believe me quite a few will be answered in this and the next chapter. I hope this chapter is appreciated. I have future chapters written in my head but I found a bit of difficulty for the in between chappies. So I decided to throw in a kink which I think will make the story even better. I expect reviews off this chapter. Once you read the chapter, my readers, I am sure you will understand.
Please enjoy and remember: Be kind and review. Thanks once again :)
-WARNING: A BIT OF SLASH AHEAD (if you don't want to read skip...then again I did give fair warning at chappie 1 that this would have slash in it...so you should not be too surprised)
Chapter 7
Later that night…
Severus Snape bottled the last of the viscous green fluid from the cauldron in front of him. He was moving as quickly as possible since those damn Order meetings had delayed his plans. He cast a quick cleansing charm on the table in order to clean up the bit of the potion that had spilled. Shit. I need to hurry. I know he is going to punish me.
Snape then took a quick bath, got dressed and put on a crisp green robe. He used a piece of leather that was on a table near his bed to tie his shoulder length hair back. He then picked up the four potion vials and the portkey he had laid on his bed.
"Portus", said Snape. He then felt the tell tale pulling at his navel. He landed within an ornate bedroom that was decorated in deep greens and silver. He landed gracefully on his feet because the wards of this particular room were completely open to him. Nagani slithered pass Snape. She hissed and then bowed her head. Snape bowed his head at the snake. He, of course, had no idea what she was saying.
Voldemort came out of the dressing room and then took out his wand and pointed it at Snape.
"Severussssss, you might be my hussssband but like all my Death Eaterssss when you are called you come," said Voldemort in a cold voice.
"I am sorry, my Lord. I was detained by the potions you wanted me to make for tonight and then the old idiot wanted me to make potions because Potter was released," Snape said in a soft voice as he bowed.
Voldemort looked at his husband and felt anger. Severus should have immediately come but in the same line of thought he realized he was being a bit paranoid. He did tell Severus to make those potions for tonight.
"Don't worry, pet, you are forgiven. Don't make me wait so long next time," as Voldemort as he sat on the loveseat by the window and beckoned Snape.
Snape got up and walked towards Voldemort and kissed him on the cool snakelike skin and then sat down with a wide smile. Voldemort looked at Severus in a quizzical manner.
"Tinsy," shouted Snape.
A little elf appeared. She was a bit afraid because she had heard what happened to another elf earlier that day when Master was mad.
"Yes, Consort Slytherin," said Tinsy said with a bit of fear.
"Bring Master and me one of the older bottles of elvin wine," barked Snape.
Tinsy popped away and then came back seconds later. She sat the tray on the table and then popped away again.
"Elvin wine. Is there something you wish to tell me?," said Voldemort with a leer in his eyes.
Snape gave a little smile.
"I am sure who know of today's events. Do you know where the boy is?," said Snape as he began to pour the wine into the two glasses.
Voldemort's anger returned quickly with that statement. He stood up and waved his hand at the armchair across from him. It immediately went up flames.
"Severusssss, we won't talk of that. I almost feel like breaking that rat out of Azkaban so I can deal with him myself. Go and take a bath with the one of new oils I have in our rooms now," said Voldemort in a tone that was not to be disobeyed.
"I am sorry, Marvolo. I did not mean to make you so angry. Come have this drink," said Snape in an apologetic tone. He then took one of the potion vials and poured into one of the glasses and gave it to his husband.
"I will hurt you a lot tonight for that comment, pet, but I know you will like it," smirked Voldemort as he took the glass and began to drink. He pinched Severus' bottom before he walked away. The potion Snape had poured into the wine was for male impotence. The processes of being reborn and rejoining the pieces of his soul did have effects on his body. However, the potion allowed for his potency to return and for a 12-hour period.
Voldemort drank deeply from the glass. He did not know if he really loved his husband. He valued trust rather than love. He knew Severus loved and trusted him. Severus only shed his many masks with him. He still mentally laughed when he thought that his Consort had Dumbledore and the rest of that damn group convinced that he was a reformed man. Dumbledore had bought Severus's excuse of his repentance when that redheaded mudblood died. However, that had not been the case.
Severus only cared for the mudblood because she was a powerful witch. Severus realized she would be useful to the cause hence he attempted to befriend her. Then when her usefulness was up she could die like the mudblood whore she was. When he "died" immediately Severus went into spy mode. Severus, found it impossible that his Master had died by the hand of a mere baby, particularly a Potter. He played his role to the hilt at Hogwarts. When the time came Severus proved his love for his Master several times. During that boy's first year, Severus had found out that the Headmaster had moved the Philosopher's Stone at the last minute and told his love- who at the time resided on the back of Quirell's head. Both men had known that the Headmaster had wanted to use the stone as a trap anyways. He simply used the opportunity to make Dumbledore think the Light had been victorious that time. Besides who did Dumbledore think he was fooling by using protections that three first years- two of which had grown up in the muggle world- had overcome? Although Severus had made some mistakes over the years, Voldemort had punished and then forgiven him. Both were guilty of underestimating in the past. Severus was one of his most useful and trustworthy and hence he deserved to be his Consort.
Soon Severus came into the room wearing a black dressing robe which was made of fine silk of an acromantula's web. His hair was still damp and he smelled of the sandalwood oil he had used. He sat beside his husband as he picked up his wine glass.
"Marvolo, Dumbledore had two meetings today. He was not happy that he did not receive custody of Potter. In fact, neither Dumbledore nor the Weasleys were in lifted spirits," said Snape. He put down his glass and then proceeded to open his husband's green dressing robe. He began to caress the thick cock that he loved.
Voldemort hissed and laid his head back on the couch.
"I know who has Potter," whispered Snape as he began to increase the motion of his hand.
Voldemort's head shot up and he looked directly into the obsidian eyes that looked upon him. A strange smile came upon his face. This smile which would have struck fear in the hearts of many warmed Severus's heart. Voldemort quickly grabbed Snape's throat and choked him a bit.
"And why you are jusssssst telling me thissss now, pet?," Voldemort said in an eerily calm voice.
"My love, I was planning on telling you but then you sent me to bathe. I am truly sorry," said Snape with a more than a bit of sorrow and the strange haze of love in his dark eyes. Voldemort let go of Snape's pale throat and the bent forward to harshly kiss the thin lips.
"Who has the boy then? According to Luciusss a Claret contract was used," said Voldemort in a softer tone.
"The Longbottoms. It seems Potter is related to that bumbling brat who was scared of his own shadow," said Snape as he resumed caressing his favorite toy.
"The Longbottoms? So that woman has finally decided to make know the relation known to the world? Where are they?," queried Voldemort as he began to enjoy the sensations of the handjob.
Interesting. He knew after the incident with the Longbottoms and that Quibbler spawn that Dumbledore had probably lost two allies; which was fine with him. However, this meant that Dumbledore would likely be denied access to Potter. If he could find Potter he would also find Longbottom.
Hmmmm…they were the two candidates for that prophecy those years ago. Potter and Longbottom together can play to my favor or to my detriment. If they remain as they were in the past they are nothing more than tools. Then again they are both disillusioned with Dumbledore and the rest of those dimwits. I can either recruit them or kill them. Either way my goal is served.
"Marvolo, their location is unknown. As you know, like most of their class, the family manor is unplottable. I would not be surprised if the Fidelus charm was cast for extra security," said Snape as he knelt between Voldemort's thin legs.
"You will continue as you have been. Tell the old man that I am very angry and am searching for Potter to recruit him. He will think I am lessssss likely to kill Potter if you say that. If indeed Longbottom Manor is unplottable and under the Fidelusss it will be a bit difficult and nigh impossible to reach them. I will bring them out by doing nothing so they gain a false sense of security. They cannot sssssstay at that manor forever," hissed Voldemort.
Snape then began to lick the cock in front of him with vigor. Snape took the length into his mouth and began to suck hard and then began to deep throat his husband. Voldemort began to hiss and then started to meet thrusts into the warm mouth. Soon he came in a gush and Snape swallowed the bitter warmth.
"I will follow as you say, Marvolo. I am sure soon you will have Wizarding England under your feet very soon and then you can begin with the rest of Europe," said Snape with a proud smirk. He then licked around his lips to catch any stray drops.
Voldemort suddenly stood and dragged Snape into the bedroom.
Dumbledore would have choked on his damn lemon drop and other candies if he realized his prized spy was double-crossing him. One could never say Severus Snape had been placed in the incorrect house. He was the epitome of a Slytherin- cunning and ambitious; hence he followed the one he considered powerful wholeheartedly. Snape had fed Dumbledore only what his lover told him to pass on. The couple thought soon Wizarding England and the Wizarding Europe would be on its knees.
However for tonight their bodies joined in a strange symphony.
A bit later that same week….
Harry was finally well enough to leave his bed but he was still on the road to recovery. He was resting in a chaise longue in the smallest garden on Longbottom Manor. The garden was beautiful. It had quite a few very rare plants within such as pulsing ivies and jade roses. He had been dozing when he was awakened by a shout of his name.
"Harry!," shouted Luna as she ran to the smaller boy on the chair.
Harry opened his eyes and blinked rapidly as he was a bit startled. He then smiled when he saw his blonde friend run towards him. She had tears in her eyes as she kneeled to hug him.
"Oh Harry, I am so happy you back with us," cried Luna. So many sleepless nights she has stayed with Neville, his gran, her father, and Mr. Deffold searching for ways to help Harry. Never in her life had she been so happy that a rat had been caught. She and Neville had changed since Hogwarts. No longer was she Loony Luna nor was Neville a scared young man who walked in the shadow. The incident at Hogwarts and Harry's imprisonment had made then grow up a bit quicker. Harry needed adults not children with grandiose and unattainable dreams. That did not mean Neville and Luna did not know how to have fun (as Luna was still involved with her father's paper). It was they did not feel right having too much fun while they knew Harry had been suffering in Azkaban.
"I am too Luna. Thank you for all those letters who wrote. I read them all. I always figured you and Neville would become a couple. I am happy for you," smirked Harry.
"Thank you Harry. One day I know we will see the same happiness for you," smiled Luna as she sat on in a very large garden chair.
Harry looked at his blue eyed friend. She had the beginnings of becoming a great beauty. He knew as she aged she would one grow in loveliness. Luna and Neville would do well together. They had shown loyalty and strength of character with his situation. He certainly did not mind that his only friends his age were together. He too hoped that one day he could love and be loved in return. However, he felt scared about that. Would anyone be able to look beyond his name and what he considered his ill gotten fame? He did not see a yes for that answer in his future.
"Hey, Luna", said Neville as he walked towards Harry and Luna. He sat next to Luna and gave her a kiss on her lips. Luna blushed and smiled.
"Luna and Neville, as I was reading all the letters I realized that you and Neville have not been in school since you left Hogwarts. Since I am out what are the plans? I really don't mind staying here with Aunt," asked Harry with a questioning look in his eyes. He did not really want his friends to leave however; he knew that it might be necessary. They might want to go away to school without him. He was seriously behind in his education due to the glaring fact that he had missed his last two years of school. Presently he was not thinking about Voldemort, Dumbledore, or a prophecy. Harry was simply thinking about his education and he did not want to hold his friends back.
"I mentioned that to Gran last night after you fell asleep. Luna and I want to go to school together so wherever we go you are coming with us Harry. You don't think we would leave you, cousin, do you?," said Neville with a broad smile than made his hazel eyes twinkle.
"Of course, Harry. You are coming with us. Neville and I wanted to include you in the choice of the school. However, I think I can speak for us all that Hogwarts and any other school in the British Isles are out," said Luna as she leaned back in her garden chair.
Harry quickly shook his head in agreement. He wanted …no…he needed to be out of England. He was in dire need of a change of scenery preferably one far away from traitorous redheads, a conniving wizard who loved to mismatch, a know-it-all who knew absolutely nothing, and the rest of the forsaken group.
"Neville won't you be able to sit for your NEWTS now?," asked Harry. He knew Neville and Luna had been with private tutors since the incident. If they were all still attending Hogwarts they would have graduated the past June. It hit home once again how long he had been in Azkaban.
Neville and Luna looked at each other with a slight smirk. They knew something Harry did not know.
"Actually Harry, Gran has been talking with Mr. Lovegood. Luna and I are looking at one of the premier schools in Europe. We did not attend the tutors consistently that first year so I am really only one year ahead of you. I had received an invitation to attend when I was younger ,however, I did not go. Gran also talked with the headmaster of the school and it seems you had received an invitation also, but you never replied," said Neville before he was interrupted.
"Invitation? What invitation? The only school I got a letter from...was Hogwarts," said Harry as he voice began to lower as he thought about it. He was right. The manipulations had even reached as far as his education...no...he had been manipulated before he even knew the wizard world existed. Of course, if he kept Aunt and Neville from me all my life, insuring I attended Hogwarts would have been a small thing in his universe.
"I wouldn't be surprised if that idiot planned it all Harry. Nev told me how you met the Weasleys on the platform that day. Isn't interesting that the Weasleys just happened to be at Platform 9 3/4? Think about it you two. Molly Weasley, a woman which had two sons attend and graduate Hogwarts and had three others presently in the school and had attended the school herself, just happened to be there with most of her brood talking about walking through the barrier? I think Dumbledore planned it all. He planned who you would first meet on that day and was hoping that you would befriend the Weasleys. I am sure Malfoy's behavior only played into his plan to mold you into what he wanted you to be," said Luna with widened eyes.
Neville and Harry looked at Luna as the realization dawned in their eyes.
"You know you are right. I remember even when Hagrid took me to but my school supplies he kept telling me that all wizards turned bad in Slytherin and he kept saying my parents were in Gryffindor. Then I made friends with Weasley and he kept saying that Slytherin was evil. Did you know the sorting hat wanted to put me in Slytherin? But after meeting Malfoy and all those comments about going dark I begged it not to put me there. Gryffindor house only taught me to be rash and gave me friends who would betray at a moment's notice. Neville you are the only good thing that came out that house. Besides Pettigrew and others have shown that evil wizards came from the other houses too," said Harry in a contemplative tone.
"You were to be in Slytherin? Well Harry we all will have to be as cunning serpents in the upcoming future. Dumbledore had much power in Britain however he has less in the Continent. He cannot pull favors abroad easily but I know he will try. We were thinking about attending Le Collège de Sorcellerie et des arts (The College of Sorcery and Its Arts)," said Neville before he was hastily interrupted by Luna.
"Yes, Harry you would love it there. It is on an unplottable island between the coasts of France and Italy but the school falls under the auspices of the French Ministry. There are so many wizarding towns nearby on the mainland too. When Nev and I took a trip to the one of the towns near the school for my birthday in January it was heavenly. Harry I think it would be terrific for you," said Luna with that dazed smile that Harry had seen on her face so many times in the past.
Harry looked at the pleading eyes of Neville and Luna. It was obvious that Neville and Luna had been thinking about this for some time. He knew due to his name and false imprisonment that his name would be on the lips of a considerable amount of wizards and witches abroad. However, he knew that he needed to escape the corruption and sycophancy of England. Besides he was ready for new memories with his close friends. He now viewed his times with Hermione and Ron with pain and a niggling feeling that many of their adventures were preordained in a manner. Besides he had no desire to be in the same country with Dumbledore, who he saw as not only a traitor but the one who ultimately caused Sirius' and Remus's death. Dumbledore knew all about the prophecy before he went to the Ministry with the DA. If Dumbledore had decided to stop speaking in smokescreens and riddles the whole situation could and would have been prevented.
"Well I guess we are on our way then," smiled Harry brightly.
"Great Harry. School starts in one month. You are getting better quickly which is great. Gran said that you have to take care of some Gringotts business and then we can go on the to France or Italy and have small vacation for you," said a rapidly speaking Neville.
Harry looked at Neville and Luna with his emerald eyes open wide in surprise. Tears began to flow a bit from them.
"Harry, I am sorry. Did I misspeak?," said a rapidly worrying Neville. Luna was no better as she began asking what is wrong as she worried that Harry was in pain.
Harry shook his head and then quickly wiped his eyes.
"Merlin, I am turning into such a girl. It's just that I have never been on a vacation before. When the Dursleys and the Weasleys along with Granger went on vacation I was always left behind. No one ever really included me when it came to having real authentic fun outside of Hogwarts. Besides I only went to the Weasleys when I was escaping or was given permission. I guess I am still not used to having a family that is all. I only had such a small time with Sirius and Remus'," said Harry as he ended breathlessly.
"You will get used to it Harry. I know between Nev and his grandmother you will be more than used to having a family. I will make sure to spoil you too as a good friend should. We will make you memories Harry. Better memories," said Luna in a breathy tone.
"She's right, Harry. I know you can never forget but you can heal. Don't make that part of your past stop your happiness. Sirius and Remus would want you to be happy and the others don't deserve any thoughts. They will reap what they sow when the time is right. One that day we will stand by you," said Neville as he reached for Luna's hand.
Harry smiled and shook his head in agreement. He would never forget what was done to him and Sirius or Remus. He had mourned for the past two years for Sirius, who died never being redeemed and who never had seen the treachery that was Dumbledore, and for Remus, who would have found the freedom he craved outside of England. He would make them all pay in due time. Those who betrayed, used him, and stabbed him in the back would indeed pay for they did not realize Harry James Potter, Neville Archer Longbottom, or Luna Elysian Lovegood always remembered wrongs done to them and would pay in good time.
He did not know yet, but along with Neville and Luna, he was the road to power, valuable connections, and to a special man.
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