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Within the Lies	By : Sylvia Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 49679 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 13
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter, nor do I make any money off of this. This is purely for entertainment purposes. Besides, if I did own it then it would have been a lot kinkier… just sayin’…

Chapter List
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‘thoughts’

~telepathy~

*parseltongue*

“Speaking”

Within the Lies

Chapter Eight: Snakes on a Train - Part 1

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Snips lead them to the front doors and Harry was grateful. He could really use the fresh air. He was about to step outside when an idea struck him.

“Hey Snips... what are the chances of getting that bed delivered to Grimmauld Place?” Harry inquired. His twins were already rubbing off on him it appeared.

“I can have it there before you are done with your school shopping.” Snips commented with a smirk.

Yeah, so what if the goblin knew his mind was in the gutter. After having gotten laid for the first time in his life, it was only natural that he would become somewhat partial to the bed he’d lost his virginity on.

‘Not only that, but it would be nice to have a repeat performance.’ Harry thought with a mischievous grin.

~Not something I really wanted to hear, but I shall let it pass. I encourage you to reproduce, and the sooner the better really, but you will be unable to conceive until you accumulate all your mates.~

A freckled hand waved in front of Harry’s face, “Yoo-hoo, loved one, you look like someone smacked you with a fish. You okay?” Fred peered closely at his little mate.

“I’m okay but... Snips?” Harry looked over at their goblin friend. “Um... am I... I’m not able to... I’m male, so I can’t...”

“You might be male, but you very well can become impregnated thanks to your inheritance. So be safe you three.” Snips answered as he glared at the twins.

“I... think I might need to lay down.” Harry commented, the shock of everything becoming a bit much.

George glared at Snips as Fred scooped Harry up to carry him bridal style. “You don’t think that was a bit too much on top of everything else?”

Fred shook his head and nudged his more emotional twin, “Let’s just get back to Grimmauld Place so Harry can lay down okay?”

Snipsickle shrugged. “It’s better he be told the truth now, rather than later. I’m not much for keeping secrets from those who should know them.” He commented cryptically before he waved and made his way inside.

“Fred and George Weasley! What have you done to Harry?” The voice, though the words sounded much like something their mother would say, was a bit more frightening. Probably because they knew, when it came to Harry, the brilliant bushy haired Gryffindor could become a bloody Harpy and tear them apart.

Fred murmured into Harry’s ear, “I don’t think we really want to tell her that yet.”

George held his hands up, noticing that a long suffering Severus Snape was standing a few paces behind Hermione Granger, “Now now Hermione, remember Harry’s not had the chance to rest properly after last night. He just got a little woozy is all.”

“In other words, you two let him overdo it.” Hermione sighed. “Good thing I had the foresight to collect Harry’s school supplies for him, and a few extra books I believe would be to his benefit to read.” She commented as she motioned to an enormous trunk behind her. “All Harry needs to do is to try and locate a familiar for Care of Magical Creatures, the one thing I was unable to do for him, and he’ll need not return to the Alley unless he wishes it.”

Though she seemed a bit bossy, having taken the liberty of doing Harry’s shopping for him and all, it was rather obvious that the brunette was just looking after her friend.

Snape’s brow twitched, “If Mr. Potter thinks he can gather himself enough to walk into the Menagerie and choose one that is.”

Fred held Harry a bit closer, protectively. “Nothing saying I can’t carry him into the Menagerie, unless you’re jealous Professor?” He grinned, deliberately baiting the dungeon bat.

Harry was torn. On the one hand, he didn’t want to appear weak in front of Snape. On the other, he was pretty damn content to stay right where he was. It was... embarrassing, yes, but at the same time Fred’s arms were so warm and inviting that he never wanted to leave.

But he did need to sit down and gather himself. Damn.

Harry saw a flash out of the corner of his eye and looked to see what it was. There, not far from them, was a rather interesting shop. It was new, it definitely hadn’t been there last year, and Harry felt his curiosity grow.

The flash he had seen was the sign. It looked to be nothing more than glitter, honestly. Black, silver, and red glitter spelled to keep spelling out, “Welcome to Wonderland” so fast that it appeared as if the words never disappeared, merely shimmered. It was an attractive display and he found himself drawn to it.

“Can we go there while I “gather myself.” Please?” Harry asked Fred with a shy smile.

Fred smiled back, “No reason we can’t Harry, right Georgie?”

George nodded and eyed the sign, admiring the design, “No reason at all.”

Snape looked at the sign and shook his head, “Just like a bunch of Gryffindors, attracted to the shiny things.” He waved his hand forward, “Well get onto it, the sooner Potter gets himself together the sooner we can get back to Grimmauld and I can get you all out of my hair.”

“What’s wrong with shiny? I’m good with shiny things, as long as it doesn’t explode all over my room.” Harry grumbled and caused Hermione to laugh.

“Bet there is a good story behind that one.” Hermione commented with a grin. “Spill it.”

Fred chuckled and started walking towards the shop, “A letter exploded in glitter, I wouldn’t be surprised if he still finds some in his clothes or elsewhere.”

Severus snorted, “Your financial advisor is Snipsickle then Potter.”

“That obvious, huh? I take it Snips has a thing for exploding letters.” Harry chuckled.

“He has an affectation for memorable letters, they do not always explode but they are always memorable.” Dark eyes scanned the street suspiciously as George opened the door for Harry and Fred.

The redhead carrying Harry stepped inside, sniffing the air and noting the subtle fragrance of several kinds of unburnt incense. There were clothing racks, shelves holding all manner of odds and ends and crockery, he studied a display of shoes and hummed in consideration at the heeled hessian boots. “Interesting.”

“Wow. I wonder what else they got.”

*Great, more Humanssss. I just hope they know how to watch where they’re sssstepping.* Harry heard a somewhat feminine voice murmur and his eyes widened.

He recognized the language.

*Where issss the fun in that? If they sssstep near ussss, we can bite.* A distinctly male voice hissed back and Harry shook his head.

*It’s not nice to bite, especially since we haven’t even been introduced.* Harry chuckled and he noticed that his little “conversation” was having an affect on his twins.

*A Sssspeaker?* Both snakes hissed in unison and caused Harry to smile.

For some reason the snakes reminded him of the twins in a way. And as he watched the duo slither out from under what appeared to be a wardrobe, he understood why.

He was looking at identical...

“Are those... Oh Merlin, what is the owner thinking keeping Agkistrodon piscivorus’ in here?!” Hermione exclaimed out of seemingly nowhere and tried to grab Fred’s shoulder and pull him and Harry away from the serpent duo.

“Agkistrodon piscivorus?” Harry inquired, the name rather hard to pronounce and not ringing a bell at all.

“Agkistrodon piscivorus. They are mainly found in the southeastern United States. They are a species of pit vipers. Agkistrodon piscivorus are also known as water moccasin, cottonmouth, swamp moccasin, black moccasin, gapper, or just plain viper.”

Wonderful to know that, even while they were being watched by rather poisonous reptiles, Hermione could still calmly quote anything she has read over the years.

*Yeah... please don’t bite anyone.* Harry asked politely to the duo.

If snakes could smile, Harry was pretty sure they were doing just that.

“Oh! I see you have met Castor and Polly.” A pretty blonde appeared from towards the back of the store.

“With all due respect, Ma’am, why do you have poisonous snakes running around?” Hermione inquired, her eyes never leaving the reptiles.

“I find them to be much more effective than guard dogs.” Came the blonde’s immediate reply, her blue eyes sparkling with mirth.

“Couldn’t you... wait, Castor and Polly? If you are referring to the Gemini Twins, it is Castor and Pollux.”

“Yes, but our little Polly is female so that just wouldn’t do.”

*And neither of ussss issss particularly fond of either name.* Castor sighed.

*Do I LOOK like a little Human'ssss doll they can place in their pocket? I think not.* Polly (Pocket) added, obviously quite a bit more displeased with the name then her brother.

“I’m not the one who named you, so don’t come whine to me.” The blonde stated as she looked at the twin snakes.

Then an idea hit Harry.

“I’m looking for a familiar... or two. And I’m quite fond of twins, as you can see. Do you think they would be willing to...”

*Give usss ressspectable namesss and you’ve got a deal, Ssspeaker.* The female cut in and glared at the male when it looked like he might argue.

*Ssshesss got a point.* Castor stated, though he was looking at the blonde.

“Well, my friends seem to be in agreement. Guess I’ll have to get some dogs.” The blonde made a face and shook her head. “Nah, still prefer reptiles... Oh! Maybe a dragon!” She giggled before seeming to realize they were still there. “How about you walk around for a bit and make sure you can bond well with them. Come and see me in the back before you leave.” She stated as she motioned towards the desk in the back.

“Okay.” Harry smiled before he looked at Fred, his eyes wide and pleading to be let down for a minute.

*Oh, thisss ssshould be fun* Harry nearly leaped out of the red head’s arms when he heard the hissing voice come from around his neck. Seemed as if even his necklace wanted a say in all the hissing going on.

Severus merely shook his head minutely and proceeded to stalk along the shelves and merchandise and slightly ignore the insane redheads, though one of them was dogging his steps, likely to purposely irritate him. He absently picked up a box then sneered at it as he realized what it contained.

‘Turn off the lights and Turn on the fun’ it proclaimed in day-glo yellow letters along the top of what appeared to be a bondage kit complete with wrist and ankle restraints, a gag, and body paint all of which apparently glowed in the dark. He was about to fling it down when a freckled hand snatched it from his.

“Oooooh Freddy look at this!” George, with the package in hand, bounded over to where Fred had just set Harry down so the brunette could pick up and converse with the two vipers.

“Hmm?” Fred saw the box then a slow grin crept over his face, “oh my, my, my Georgie boy.” He leaned close, imagining Harry in the place of the male model on his hands and knees, bound in the restraints on the box and licked his lips. “You always find the most fun things.”

Harry looked down at the twin snakes and smiled.

*So, how do you want to-*

*Me firssst!* Polly exclaimed and before Harry could respond the female viper was slithering up his leg.

*Uh, er...* Harry blushed, unable to think of a response.

*Get usssed to it.* Castor commented without remorse as he followed suit and slithered up Harry’s other leg.

*Oh looky! He’sss got a sssilver sssnake.* Polly stated excitedly once she had managed to adhere herself to Harry’s upper arm like an Egyptian armlet or something... A very alive and talking armlet, but a strange accessory nonetheless.

*Pleasssure to meet you, my lady.* The necklace responded and Harry could have sworn he saw hearts appear in Polly’s eyes, though it was unmistakable from her reaction that she was pleased.

* A trinity of sssnakesss. Well done, Ssspeaker.* Castor commended him and Harry smiled.

He wasn’t used to praise, so... it would take some getting used to, but... at least he knew that his snakes liked him. Sure, Harry knew he was weird and this would cause a lot of issues, like in his second year of Hogwarts, but... well, he really couldn’t bring himself to care.

After all, strange as it may seem, snakes were a lot more forward and friendly - to him at least- than most Humans. So...

‘It will definitely be worth it.’ Harry thought with a smile.

Besides, if people shunned him because of a gift he possessed -whether he chose it or not- then they weren’t really friends. And he didn’t need fakes, especially with all the changes his life was undertaking.

Then a rather unpleasant thought occurred to him. ‘The Dursleys are frozen and I’m happily talking to snakes. Yep, the Prophet is going to have a field day.’ He shook his head.

*Sssomething troubling you, Ssspeaker?*

*We’re here for you, Ssspeaker. Believe it or not, we’re good lissstenersss... Even if Polly talksss more than ssshe lissstensss - OW!*

Harry couldn’t help but smile as Castor rubbed his injured nose on Harry’s sleeve in an attempt to find comfort. Who knew Polly’s tail could act like a whip?

*Hmmmm... what to name you two...* Harry wondered aloud, granted he was still speaking Parseltongue, when the necklace bumped his chin. *What?*

*Three. What to name usss three.* The choker responded and Harry chuckled.

So even the necklace wanted a suitable name? Worked for him. He’d not had a lot of opportunities to name, well, much of anything really so... this was going to be fun!

~He never asked me to name him...~ Sy commented offhandedly in his mind and Harry paused.

He’d almost forgotten about her being in his head.

~You need not worry about it, child mine. I will be here when you need me... and give commentary along the way. Whether you like it or not.~ There was a definite smirk in the woman’s voice and Harry sighed.

Just what he needed on top of everything else, a voice in his head giving play by play commentary along the way.

*Hmmm... I kind of want to name you Salazar after one of the Founders, and apparently an ancestor of mine, but I’m not sure how people will take that. They’re going to harass me enough over the fact that I’m happily chatting with snakes.* Harry shrugged as he looked at Castor.

*And why isss that?*

*Well, Parseltongue... er, the ability to talk to snakes, is thought to be a Dark, or evil, talent. That’s probably why you don’t see that many. Actually, I only know of myself and one other... though he doesn’t like me much.* Harry knew that was a bit of an understatement, but he really didn’t think the word “hate” applied either. After all, if it weren’t for the bloody prophecy, he and Voldemort wouldn’t be at odds. Not like they were now, at any rate.

Besides, if Harry was an heir of Slytherin... ‘That means that, very distantly, he and I are family...’ Harry’s eyes widened in shock at the epiphany.

~I must admit, I was somewhat curious as to how long that little fact would take to sink in... Though you are not so closely related that you cannot become mates.~ Sy stated with a mental shrug and Harry wondered if she had lost her mind.

‘He’d rather kill me.’ Harry sighed mentally. It was a fact that he really needed to get through that woman’s head.

~There is a thin line between love and hate, and the common ground between the two is passion.~

Harry froze and stared wide eyed at nothing in particular.

For some reason that sounded rather ominous, and Harry was silently hoping that he was reading too much into it.

“Hey Harry, look what I found!” Hermione exclaimed, snapping Harry out of his thoughts.

He gave her a grateful smile as he watched her approach and stand only a foot or two away from him.

‘Perhaps my slithering friends won’t be much of a problem after all.’ Harry thought, noticing that Hermione hadn’t distanced herself from him or anything of the sort.

Then again, she could have just forgotten or not noticed in her excitement that there were two vipers wrapped around him like armlets. It could go either way, honestly.

“What’s in the box?” Harry inquired.

“Books. Lots and lots of books! A library... no! A treasure trove full of books!” Hermione explained excitedly and Harry looked at the rather modest sized box in her hands skeptically.

Heck, the box was barely bigger than a large tome itself. Could it really hold all Hermione said it could?

“What are those two doing?” Hermione asked out of nowhere before Harry could ask more about the box.

“Looks like they are purchasing something.” Harry commented when he noticed his red headed duo.

*Nice choice.*

*Mossst Humansss blusssh when they sssee that.* Polly commented as her brother snake-chuckled.

*Why?* Harry inquired to the scaly duo.

*Don’t know really, assside from the fact that it hasss sssomething to do with Humansss mating.* At this explanation, Harry was doing a lovely imitation of a tomato.

“Why do I get the feeling those two have me in mind?” Harry mumbled aloud in English, though he was sure his familiars knew exactly what he’d said, and meant, when both started hiss-chuckling.

Well, Harry knew one thing for certain... tomorrow’s “relaxing” train ride was sure to be anything but.

TBC

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A/N:

Silver ~ Sorry about the lack of update in December... I wasn’t in the best of shape @.@ But I’m feeling better and I’m sick less often, so I’m back on track and my muse is amusing XD lol And this chapter is a lot longer than I thought it would be... so this is Part 1 and the actual train ride is in next chapter/Part 2! :3 ~ We’re already 3 pages into Part 2, so we should be on time with next month’s update *^.^* Also baby has a gender... It’s a GIRL!!! *^.^* Now I have to figure out a name hubby agrees with @.@ lol And get some dresses XD lol

TW ~ Snark and shops and snakes OH MY! Harry's meeting his familiars and his two devious mates find something for a little later fun even and who knows what else is to be found in this chapter that will have ramifications later on? Well of course WE do *wink* and you, dear readers, will be learning later on but it will be loads of fun I promise you.
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