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A/N: Well people seem to like this so here is the next chapter, Gluttony.

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Year: Sixth Year

Location: Hogwarts

Gluttony:

It was official, at least to Ally that Harry was a glutton for punishment, no sooner than 6th year had begun had Harry somehow managed to get himself into a mess.

It had all begun innocently enough; McGonagall had had to have a meeting with the 6th years to decide which classes they could take. Harry had been made Quidditch Co-captain and weirdly enough she had gotten the position as Co-captain. Their subjects on the other hand were different. Harry had opted to take Herbology, Charms, Transfiguration, Defence Against the Dark Arts and Potions. Ally on the other hand had opted for Charms, Transfiguration, Defence, Potions, Arithmancy and Runes. She had a good grasp on the other subject so chose to do the others as a private study and take her NEWTs externally.

The problem arose when Harry was allowed into Potions with his Exceeds Expectations as the new Professor; Slughorn did not require Outstandings to enter the NEWT course. Harry of course had not bought a book so had to pick one from the cabinet along with Susan who found herself in the same predicament. His book had noted in it from a Half-Blood Prince, the trouble was that Harry relied on it too much.

Ally knew that this could not end well especially when she saw how much Harry had improved in the short time that he had the book and became even further worried when Harry had started to use the spells that had been scribbled into the margins of the book. Ally had a feeling that she knew who the Half-Blood Prince was but she didn't want to upset her god-brother.

"Ally, we've got a problem," a voice whispered, Ally turned around to see Neville perched on a floating stool next to her. Her current position being fifteen feet in the air trying to find a book in the library.

"Great, it has to be a big problem if you're willingly in the air," Ally commented wryly to her god-brother.

Neville rolled his eyes good-naturedly, before becoming serious once more, "Harry used the spell on Malfoy."

Ally needed no further clarification as she groaned; she knew which spell Harry had tried and knew that it was bad. Neville scrutinised her face to ascertain whether or not she truly understood, evidently he was convinced of her knowledge.

"Well as much as I told Harry to never to use those spells; I am sure that my cousin goaded him," Ally sighed, the Malfoy-Potter feud was legendary within the walls of Hogwarts.

Neville sighed, "Als, Snape's threatening to get him expelled, you have to do something," his voice was taking on a panicky quality.

Ally sighed rolling her eyes as she cancelled her levitation and landed on both feet, grabbing her books she placed them into her tote bag and then watched as Neville descended from the chair.

"Ugh, I hate levitating and flying," the muscular, young man moaned.

"Come on then," Ally beckoned with her hand as she dragged him towards the Snape's office down in the dingy dungeons.

Ally stepped up to the door and knocked upon it thrice, at which point Neville turned and ran away. Neville's fear of Severus Snape was legendary.

"Enter," a voice drawled from the other side, the voice was oily and greasy.

"Evening, professor," Ally greeted as she entered the room, as per normal Snape's face which had been curled into a snarl relaxed and gave away to a smile.

"Evening, Miss Black, what can I do for you," Snape's voice was velvety and dangerous for most others but Ally heard the hidden humour behind the words.

Ally alone knew Severus Snape's innermost secrets, ones that even Albus Dumbledore could never claim to know, and as such she knew that he wasn't really annoyed at Harry for hurting his precious godson.

"Well someone's in a mood, Harry didn't cut deep enough for your liking," Ally asked, raising one eyebrow at the Defence Professor.

Her response was a wry smirk, "Of course he did not and Draco is now walking around once more and causing problems in the Slytherin dorms, it's insufferable."

"Very well, I'm presuming it is an idle threat to expel him," Ally asked.

"You should know better than to presume but yes, you are correct in your evaluation. You do, however, realise that you will have to do something for me?"

The Professor was greeted with the sight of Ally letting out a small burst of laughter, "Oh, I'd be disappointed if that wasn't the case, Professor. Very well, name your price."

Ally nearly regretted it when she saw the look that made its way across Severus Snape's face. She knew that he was truly sorry for what he was about to ask from her.

"Have you ever heard of a Horcrux, Ally," Severus asked the young woman.

Ally almost groaned but her Occlumency skills prevented any emotion from running past her mask. She had not failed to notice the sudden familiarity that Severus Snape was addressing her with and she knew that when a Slytherin started addressing one thus that it meant that they trusted you.

"You know that I have, Professor," the young Black told the man.

"Perhaps you should stop calling me Professor, Ally, Severus is perfectly reasonable."

Ally nodded her red head in understanding, "Of course, if that is what you wish, Severus."

"Thank you. Now what do you know of Horcruxes?"

"I know that Voldemort made some; that would be the only reason that you would mention those foul things to me. As far as I know, it is the most dastardly type of magic anyone is capable of invoking, it is a soul vessel. Essentially the maker would have to kill someone and use the death to split their soul. That is what you are referring to, is it not?"

Severus sighed, "you have hit the nail right on the head, as the Muggles say. The Dark Lord has indeed made some of these terrible creations and what is worse is that he cannot be killed without those abominations being disposed of. They need to be and soon."

Before he could even mention his request, Ally had realised what Severus intended to ask of her, "Despite all his flaws, Dumbledore is still tutoring Harry, he's being taught about them isn't he? That's the reason that Horace Slughorn is avoiding him. You wish for me to find these vessels before Harry or Dumbledore?"

Severus let out a pained smile, "Yes, I believe that you are correct on all accounts, Ally. I am truly sorry to ask this of you."

Ally nodded, "I presume that there is a time limit on this, after all nothing lasts forever."

"Yes, the end of this year, try to rid the world of as many as you can," Severus' black eyes were desperate as he met Ally's emerald green.

"You're desperate," Ally commented, "congratulations on your wife's pregnancy. I presume that no one knows apart from you and Aunt Marlene?"

Severus knew that he should not have been surprised by his student's perception, but it never failed to amaze him. He had been seeing Ally's aunt, Marlene since the beginning of 1991, and Ally was still the only one who knew that they were together and were married.

"Thank you. I trust that you know how to be discreet?"

"Of course. Severus, I am not promising a miracle but I will do my utmost to complete this mission within the rest of this year. I do not want my cousin to be born in a world fraught with danger," Ally promised the older man.

"Thank you, I know that you have your own resources and methods, but you can always come to me for any help. I suggest that you avoid Horace Slughorn as your means of information, for I have already used Legilimency on him, I believe after seeing his memories and the little knowledge that the old coot has given me that he made 7 of those things."

"Seven? Well, no wonder he looks like a bastardised snake. I am curious though, what is your opinion of the old coot's wand?" Ally had an idea as to what the Headmaster had been teaching her god-brother. She cared deeply for Harry and over the years it had become love before she had even realised it last year.

"Nothing special," Severus looked at her.

"It's made of elder, Severus," Ally replied and watched in satisfaction as understanding dawned on the sallow face.

"No, that's just a story, a myth," Severus denied, he had understood that Ally had been referring to the relics of the three brothers.

"So was the Chamber of Secrets, I believe that we found out that the hard way. Need I remind you of the events of 2nd year?"

"But it is not possible is it, besides many wands are made of elder," Severus was still trying to find a way to deny the truth.

"Yes, many are but few give off the aura of death from its very core. It's of thestral hair, Severus. Albus Dumbledore possesses the Elder Wand, the Deathstick, whatever the hell you want to call it. It is one of the Deathly Hallows as the Quibbler puts it."

"The Quibbler?" Severus was incredulous, he much like his wife knew that Ally was intelligent but the rag of Xenophilius Lovegood's was hardly a good reference point.

"Yes, The Quibbler. It hides many truths amongst its pages; the wand is indeed the one of the story. The brother's in question perhaps did not meet death but were incredibly clever and magically talented but the relics do exist."

"Focus on the Horcruxes, Ally," Severus advised his niece.

"You are blind Severus, think about it, if there was no significance to the wand then Dumbledore would not be so paranoid about it."

"How do you know?"

"I have a good relationship with my ancestor, Phineas Nigellus. He is fond enough of me to tell me what I wish to know. Dumbledore has been obsessed with that wand for many years even more so than he was with his original. It is a Hallow."

"Be as that may, what significance is it to our hunt and cause," Severus looked confused.

Ally smiled very slightly, "Surely you know better than most by now Severus that Albus Dumbledore seldom concerns himself with things which are not beneficial for him?"

"Of course, but I still fail to see the significance. He has destroyed one Horcrux, a ring, Potter destroyed the diary but there are still 4 left plus the Dark Lord."

"The ring, it belonged to the Gaunt family, did it not?" Ally asked; she knew that Severus did not understand the significance of her query.

"Yes, the Dark Lord's mother was born Merope Gaunt. The ring had been in her family for generations," Severus responded to the question without even pausing.

"Yes, the three brothers in the tale were given an unbeatable wand, a stone that could bring back a shade of the dead and a cloak of invisibility which is rumoured to never wear out. Do you know what the names of these three brothers were?"

"No, but I am sure you are about to tell me," Snape replied wryly, a small smile teasing the corner of his lips.

"Antioch, Cadmus and Ignotus Peverell, they were brothers that were born in the 13th century, they may have died but each had at least one heir so the lines continued. Antioch's line became the Black's, Cadmus' the Gaunt's and Ignotus' Potter's. Harry owns the cloak, Albus owns my blood right, the wand and the ring that the old coot destroyed was Cadmus' stone. Those are the Deathly Hallows, it's the reason he wanted to get close to James Potter to try to unite the Hallows, they are almost as bad as the Horcruxes."

There was a silence and then, "Well the Horcruxes are still the priority."

"Of course," Ally turned to leave, but stopped in the doorway, "I shall inform my god-brother that the detentions stand but I have managed to overturn the expelling but in return have to spend all my free periods with you. That should be a good enough reason to visit you more often to solve this problem."

Without waiting for a response, Ally slipped into the shadows of the doorway, leaving behind a surprised Professor.

Ally slipped into the Gryffindor Common Room and waved at Neville and Susan who were curled up in a large sofa, the two had recently started dating much to Ally's relief, they had driven her crazy over the years. Harry looked up as she entered.

"I know, I know I'm a glutton for punishment," Harry groaned as he took in Ally's face which was scowling at him.

"Well, at least you admit that you were wrong in what you did. Did I not warn you not to use that spell?"

Harry looked sheepish, "Yeah, but I used it in the spur of the moment."

Ally rolled her eyes, "Well, you seem to have learnt your lesson. I managed to convince Snape to not tell your parents and Dumbledore, you will still serve the detentions."

"How…" Harry asked; he knew that Snape never lessened anyone's punishments.

"I have to spend all my free periods with him in return; it was the price, Harry."

"But that's not fair," the black haired boy complained.

"Well life isn't fair. The quicker you accept that the better. Also, every action has a reaction, maybe it's time you grew up and realised that. Goodnight," Ally called over her shoulder as she ascended the stairs to the girls' dormitory.

Harry was left with the quietly talking Susan and Neville. He thought and then groaned; he really was a glutton for punishment. After all, no one willingly spent any time with Snape so he had a feeling that Ally was going to rake him over coals for this. It was going to prove to be an interesting last few months.