Okay, so this is the first fic I'm posting on this site, well under this name anyways. Ummm, this chapter is really short, but bear with me, they will get much longer as they go on. This one is just to get a feel for where the plot will go and see if there is any merit.
First thing before we start off, Voldemort is dead. What would have been Harry's seventh year was put on hold for the whole school because of the danger Voldemort presented. So that spring, Harry fought Voldemort they won. The end.
I think that's it…except, yeah, I own none of the characters.
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Chapter 1: Enter the Light
Harry groaned as he woke up to a bright light shinning in his face. Damn curtains. He shut his eyes and tried to remember where he was. What happened last night? He remembered going to a bar, drinking a little too much of the headache he now had was any indication, then…what? Then…oh, then.
A blurry image of a dark haired man came to the front of his mind. Harry reached an arm behind him and, yes, there was someone there. So it would appear that he had seduced or been seduced by a dark haired stranger. 'Hmmm, well, can't really complain about that' Harry mumbled as he snuggled further into the warmth and went back to sleep.
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Severus groggily opened his eyes, desperately wishing that this be the last morning he ever sees and the world will be blissfully shunned into darkness. Sunlight is truly an evil foe, possible of passing through even his tightly shut eyes.
Severus turned in an attempt to escape the deathly light, but froze at the feel of another body beside him. What the? Instantly awake, he shot out of bed and to the other side of the room, wrapping his naked self in a sheet in the process. Who the Hell is in my bed? No, that's not my bed. Where the fuck am I?
Looking around, he dimly remembered ordering this room from the barkeep downstairs the previous night. Clear as that was however, he still did not recognize the mop of black hair he had been sleeping beside. Racking his brain, he desperately tried to remember the night before. He had left Hogwarts, went to that lecture on…something, then the bar, and after that…
Well, apparently I ended up with whoever the Hell that is. Tip-toeing to the other side of the bed, he crept within arms length of the person still asleep. Their face was covered by long black hair so Severus slowly reached over to brush the hair out of the man's face. He looked vaguely familiar…but who was it?
Whoever it was had several piercings, one ring in the left eyebrow, then the middle of the lip, an industrial in the right ear along with two rings, and four in the left ear. He definitely would have remembered those…take them all away, along with the small tattoo he could see on the exposed chest, add some glasses…
Oh Christ. 'Potter!'