A snake in lions clothing

Disclaimer: Don't own harry potter (if I did I would have made harry die in the end Muhahahhaha I also might be insane)

Summary:

Harry is discovered to be potential animagus Dumbledore wastes no time for the ministries approval to wait for Harry's seventh year in order to teach him. He secretly orders McGonagall to teach harry. Slash m/m top!draco Bottom!harry Syltherin!butstillingryffindorharry

DURING OOTP

AND NOW FOR THE FANFICTION PREMIER OF:

A Snake In Lions Clothing

ASILC

"parsletongue"

'Thought'

"Speak"

Chapter 1

Control


HARRY (p.o.v)

He was walking down the hallway leading to the headmaster's office; finally he could talk to Dumbledore. He felt completely out of the loop the order of the phoenix had kept him out of the meeting and Dumbledore refused to meet him since the beginning of the new semester.

It was a Saturday just a week after his trial at the ministry Harry felt very annoyed. He asked for a pensive memory viewing and claimed that his muggle cousin who had witnessed the event had already known about magic.

The current Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge had decided with the help of his mindless followers that the laws were still broken. He claimed that using magic outside and in front of a muggle was still illegal and claimed that pensive memories can be still tampered with.

Harry had then replied that he would make a wizards oath, that he will not tamper with the memory and perform it in front of the Minister with his permission of the Ministry.

He was refuted once again that it was illegal for an underage wizard to perform a wizard's oath and that it was illegal to use magic outside of school.

Harry losing was then losing his patience with Fudge. How could he declare his innocence if they wouldn't let him?

But harry was soon led off to the side and let Dumbledore take over waiting patiently for Dumbledore to do his magic.

It took awhile, but Dumbledore being ever manipulative, had indeed managed get Harry out of his sentence.

When school started, he found out that the women that had spoken out against Dumbledore at the trail Dolores Umbridge was the new DADA professor.

Last Friday in class however, he realized the women had absolutely no credentials to be a DADA professor, that the school would be better off if filch taught DADA. Her lessons where more like history of the dark arts and what to do if a dark spell is cast on you.

It felt similar to a muggle fire safety class, 'when hit by a dark hex or curse stop, drop, rollover and die.' Harry chuckled at his own joke before regaining composure. "That's some dark thoughts golden boy" he mocked himself smirking

Harry's muse now led him in front of the gargoyle its steel glare facing down the hall. he stood on the first step before announcing,

"Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans: Ketchup" it wasn't hard for Harry to guess. The end of note only mentioned 'I do truly love the ketchup flavoured candy that I had yesterday'.

The stairs started their spiral upwards taking harry along for the ride. The steps stopped rotating and Harry's nose was a few inches away from the door he knocked waiting for entry "come in" came a sound muffled by the door which automatically swung open as soon as Dumbledore finished saying 'in'.


DUMBLEDORE (P.O.V)

The young 15 year old made his way into the room and helped himself to the seat in front of the headmaster.

The two most cunning wizards of all time stared at each other "lemon drop" he said lifting up a large platter filled with what looked like every single lemon drop honey dukes had to offer "no" came a short reply "a pity but alas that is not the reason why I invited you here, Harry"

He got up from his chair and made his way over to where Fawkes was sleeping he moved a bunch of papers and took out a small ornate box that filled the palm of his hand he turned around and went back and sat behind the desk and pushed the ornate box to harry.

"Open it my boy" he said

HARRY (POV)

Dumbledore pushed the small ornate box towards him "open it my boy" said Dumbledore

Was Dumbledore giving him a present? This was unexpected out of all possibilities' Harry had thought of the old man had stumped him with this one harry switched his gaze back into Dumbledore's eyes he took the box and opened it he looked down and pulled out a small vial with a glass cork with barely a mouthful of a liquid that looked like death itself inside.

"What is this?" he asked

"A potion harry, a potion that I would very much like you to taste" what did he look like a royal potion taste tester? He could already tell it probably tasted like dobby's sock that he never washed since his release in second year

"What kind of potion, sir?" he emphasized

"Very rare flavourful potion try it I'm sure it should be to your liking" Dumbledore replied Harry's patience was really being stretched thin now

"And what does it do?" he asked

"It tastes like your favourite drink, or most hated drink that you ever had, Harry" Dumbledore said with a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

Harry narrowed down his favourite drink to the muggle drink Coca-Cola and his least favourite thing he ever tasted polyjuice potion.

With nothing to lose he took the cork off and drank the contents of the bottle.

It was as he hoped, it tasted like coke, after drinking it he sighed in relief.

"Well, what did it taste like" Dumbledore said looking curious but he already knew the answer clearly judging Harry's relieved reaction to the potion as good.

"It tasted exactly like my favourite drink, sir" he was careful not to divulge any information on himself as far as the headmaster knew it was pumpkin juice.

"I believe congratulations are in order my boy" once again Harry was more than curious, what was Dumbledore up to?

"Why, exactly sir?" he asked curiously he looked more eager, looking at his headmasters ever twinkling mischievous eyes and the half-moon spectacles that seemed too small to look through.

His own spectacles where now enchanted glass he had corrected his vision with magic after the tournament when he realized it would be a serious handicap when, if he fought Voldemort again.

Now he had found a spell in the library it allowed the caster to charm a transparent object that when looked through you would see through charms people cast to hide themselves everything invisible would have a shimmering yellow outline.

'Circumspectionem' was the spells name and he performed the spell on each lens. The spell had to be renewed every month the only object that seemed that it did not work on was his own invisibility cloak.

He realized his thoughts had whisked him away from the question at hand. There was an awkward silence in the room

Dumbledore finally spoke "you my boy, are indeed an animagus"

CHAP END

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