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Walking In His Shoes	By : HPRndRobin Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 6572 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Walking In His Shoes

Chapter 8

By ResQGal

"You know, I could get used to this, Severus murmured from his place spooned against Harry.

"Mm, hmm..." was Harry's intelligent reply.

Reaching over to wake up Harry fully, Severus continued, �However, I think it is time for us to get out of bed.�

Harry grunted and rolled over, trying to escape the hand that was shaking him in order to wake him.

"Come now, Harry, time to wake up."

Harry gasped as he realized where he was, who he was with, and what had happened yesterday. He had killed Ron. Ron, his best friend, was gone. Harry tried to convince his heart that it was really Voldemort that was responsible for Ron's death, not him. That is was all Voldemort's fault, and it was another reason to end that Bastard's life once and for all.

He groaned when he tried to get up. His borrowed body was stiffer than he had remembered it being this en las last week. It seemed that while Severus' body was fit, fast, and agile; it still needed time and potions to recuperate after such a duel. Slowly he began working each limb individually, hearing a satisfying pop in his back.

"Ah, that's better. That doesn't mean I'm getting up though. Knowing the paintings in this meddlesome castle, the whole school will know what happened wion yon yesterday. I'll be dodging hexes all the way to the Great Hall."

A reassuring squeeze to his shoulder from Severus didn't make him feel much better.

A noise in the living room caused them both to pause. Severus grabbed his wand, but lowered it when Albus announced that it was him. Harry and Severus both quickly pulled on their robes and headed out of the bedroom to talk to the headmaster.

"Severus, Harry, I fear that someone has leaked out damaging information. From what I have overheard, many of the students know that Professor Snape was dueling Ron Weasley in the Hospital wing. They do not yet know that he was killed, which should give us some time."

"Time for what, Albus?" snapped Snape, in Harry's body.

"It is time to plant Mister Weasley's body somewhere. And then, I will have to have an Order member find him. This certainly complicates things, doesn't it?"

Harry and Severus looked at each other, obviously in agreement that this plan wouldn't work. It was too convoluted, and Albus was delusional to even suggest going through all of this. As far as Hawas was concerned, he'd done what he had to do. Ron had... Ron had done terrible things, and Harry didn't regret what he'd done. He only regretted that they hadn't found out sooner. His other regret was that he wasn't in his own skin at the time. Now, Severus would be in danger when he hadn't even done anything.

"Well, gentlemen, I will take care of everything. However, I suggest that you remain down here until I say otherwise. It may be a bit dangerous to be out and about."

In a flash, Albus was gone, leaving Harry and Snape standing stiffly in the living room. Slowly they both sank down onto the sofa. Severus noted the strained, somber face on his body, and grasped Harry's hand.

"Although I am not one to be optimistic, yove dve done nothing wrong. Do not work yourself up over this."

"But-- Never mind. I...I think I'm hungry," Harry muttered.

"Of course. I will summon an elf."

After a small breakfast, during which they ate very little as neither of them had much of an appetite, they settled down into separate chairs to read. Harry, in Snape's body, was a humorous site, reading a Quidditch magazine. Severus, in Harry's body looked just as strange, as he was reading a Master's level dark potion book. Severus looked up sharply when he heard his body whistle, of all things.

"What?" Harry said, feigning innocence.

It took Severus a few moments, but he managed to achieve a decent glare with Harry's face.

As Harry was about to retort, the fire flared green and a bit of parchment sailed in, into Severus' hands. He watched Severus as his own face scowled and then paled.

"What is it? Let me see!" Harry asked. Rising from his chair, Severus tossed the parchment onto Harry's lap as he stormed into his room. Reluctantly, Harry flipped the letter over to read it.

Severus and Harry,

I have some troubling news. As expected, Ronald Weasley's body was discovered. However, Kingsley was unable to get to it first, and some other Auror got the case. I thought Kingsley would be able to quickly move things along, but this other Auror is going to be a problem. Apparently he is an upstart, very loyal to the Ministry, and when Kingsley recommended that the case be closed due to the deceased being a Death Eater, the Auror refused. He intends to investigate fully. This unknown Auror sent me notice that he is coming here shortly to question students and teachers about Ronald. I fear that it will not be long before he shows up here.

Albus

"Son of a--"

It was a couple of hours later when Albus sent another note. This one stated that the Auror had requested to interview Harry Potter. It had Severus in a right state, pacing about his room.

"I have come up with an idea. You are going with me to the interrogation." Severus had stopped pacing and was standing in front of Harry.

"Um, yeah. You're right."

"Of course I'm right," Severus snapped. The rage he was feeling looked odd on Harry's face.

"Look, er, we have to work together for this. But, the most important thing is that you make the case for my having to defend everyone. Then, when they jump on me, I'll have a leg to stand on." Harry had kept his voice even, but inside his stomach was in knots. He could feel the upcoming confrontation.

Albus had set the investigating Auror up in the teacher's lounge, which is where Severus and Harry were heading.

Harry was trying his hardest to clear his mind and to keep his features blank. It was a good thing that he had prepared himself because when he opened the door, not only was there one Auror in there, but three other Aurors as well. The one in the middle, a short man who would rival Percy in the pompous category, jumped up.

"This is a private meeting. It is between us and Mister Potter. Please leave, Professor Snape.

"On second thought,� he added, grinning at Harry, "Snape, why don't you stay here. Gentlemen?"

At his cue, the three additional Aurors stood to escort Harry in Snape's body to a chair in the corner.

Severus jumped in front of Harry. "I really don't think that's necessary. Professor Snape can sit at the table with all of us."

The Auror's face twisted in disgust. "He," he spat, pointing at Snape, "is not sitting at a table with me."

Harry nodded at Severus to go ahead and sit at the table, while he himself went to stand by the other three Aurors, who now had their wands drawn. They roughly pushed him into the chair and flanked him on either side.

"Mister Potter, please have a seat."

Severus glared at the man as he slid into a seat directly across from him.

"Mister Potter, I've called you here to discuss events that happened yesterday involving your best friend Ron--"

"No."

"No what, Mister Potter?"

"No, he is not my best friend."

"He isn't? His family and your other friends seem to think so. Please explain."

"He stopped being my friend when he took the Dark Mark."

The Auror almost rubbed his hands together before he caught himself. "So you knew? You knew Ronald Weasley was a Death Eater?"

"I found out last night when he tried to kill me."

That caused the Auror a moment of pause, but soon he was back at it.

"Harry, why--"

"I didn't give you permission to call me by my given name."

The Auror was about to shout a retort, but glanced over at Snape. Harry plastered on the best glare he could muster. "Fine then, Mister Potter, why don't you tell me about the events of last night?"

"Well, I was in the infirmary to get medicine for a headache when Ron came in and started throwing hexes at everyone."

"Yes, but how did Snape become involved?"

"Professor Snape is the one that helped me to the infirmary.�

The Auror grew impatient quickly, and Severus could feel that the Auror was trying to use Legilimency on him. He quickly closed his mind, pushing the other man out forcefully. The Auror huffed as he leaned back in his chair.

�Mister Potter, could you please just get to the part where Mister Weasley was killed?�

�No.�

�You�re lying. You saw Snape kill him didn�t you?�
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