The Secret Cave
By: Zarek4ever
Chapter 1 has been redone. I posted it up before my Bata could read it and fix it for me. So any mistakes are my Bata readers.
Disclaimer: How I wish I owned the Harry Potter series but I don't. No in second thought I don't want the series just Harry Potter. Harry Potter character's not mine but the plot is.
This is my first fanfic. So please don't be too mean. This is going to be a slash. Meaning male/male paring. If you don't like slash then don't read.
This story starts about a month before Harry's seventh year. Harry spent the summer at the Burrow and just couldn't take Ginny hitting on him all the time, and the fact that Molly keeps trying to put him and Ginny together. Because Harry won't take Ginny, Ron's getting mad at him. So Harry leaves.
(Harry's thoughts)
(Harry's thoughts fighting)
Snape's thoughts
Snape's thoughts fighting
In the Forbidden Forest Part 1
(Now where is that stupid cave? I know that it's somewhere around here.)
Harry looked around another boulder, looking for the marks he made on one, when he first found the cave at the end of his sixth year.
(Why didn't I just go to Hogwarts in the first place)(Because he's there, and you don't want to see him, why I don't know )
"Just great, now I'm arguing with myself, I really need to get help" Harry said to himself, as he looked around another boulder. ( WHY can't I find that stupid cave, I've been looking for two bloody hours in the rain. God this is stupid, I should have just gone to Hogwarts in the first place. Who cares if he's there.) (You do.) (I do no... Hey is this it?) "Ha. Found it." The marking was just an "S" and "H" with a plus sign in between. (S+H) "I don' know why I made this marking, it's very childish. Might as well go inside and get out of this rain"
As soon as Harry got inside he started a fire and started to take off his close and laid them out to dry, leaving him only in his boxers. He transfigured small rocks in to blankets and pillows, laying them onto the ground, And added some extra warming spells on them. So he would stay warm throughout the night.
(Tomorrow I'll go to Hogwarts.) (AND!?)(And what..?) (You'll go to Hogwarts aaaaaannnnnnnnd see HIM. Aannnnddddd …. Then you'll ravish him.) (What… No I can't ravish him he might not even like me, he might get mad at me for leaving the Burrow like I did. He's most likely already found out that I left already.) ( And you want him to know, don't you. So he can come find you...and ravish you.)
"I really need to get some help." Harry stated to himself for the second time that night.
Harry was about to get under the blankets when he heard something rustle behind him. He turned around, wand in hand, just incase the Weasley's had already found him, because he didn't want to go back. Though he didn't know how they knew where he was. What he saw surprised him, there stood, soaking wet from the rain, was Professor Severus Snape.