Chapter 3:
Harry sat across from Donovan at dinner that night in the Great Hall. The only other people there were the teachers. Harry actually liked it. He didn't, however, like the feeling of someone staring at him. When he looked up at the teachers table he came in eye contact with Snape. The man sneered at him with such hatred he wasn't sure what to think of it.
He knew Snape hated him in the past, because of his father, but this seemed much more than that. Then he saw the man soften his look as he looked past him and at Donovan. Harry shook his head for a moment and wondered what that was about and decided to ask the boy if he knew Snape from before coming here.
"Donovan?" Harry started.
"Yes Harry." The boy asked after putting a spoon full of custard into his mouth.
"Professor Dumbledore said that Professor Snape was the one to bring you to the school after what had happened. Was he the one to find you?" Harry asked and saw Donovan flinch for a moment before answering.
"Well, sort of. He was with the people that killed my parents." Donovan looked up at the teachers table and over to Snape and quickly away when he saw the man looking at him.
"Oh god. How could you come here with him after that?" Harry asked.
"His mask was torn off during the battle by some one in the crowd and I saw him. He came back when everything was cleared away and started to heal people and I was confused. When he found me he asked where my parents were and I pointed them out, that's when he brought me here. Didn't have much of a choice really, he just apperated us here. He doesn't know I saw him with those people in the masks."
"I won't say anything. There are things in this war that even I don't understand. I just wish I could tell you more." Harry stated as he reached across the table and touched Donovan's hand, the first real contact they had since they met, and Harry felt his magic try to blend with the other boys.
Harry quickly pulled his hand away and looked at Donovan and then to his hand, trying to figure out what just happened. He tried to see if Donovan had felt what he did, but the boy didn't show any signs of having to feel anything other than his touch.
"It's alright Harry. I understand. I just don't understand how you could know more about what is going on in the war then most kids our age any way." Donovan stated.
Harry just shrugged his shoulders and wished he knew just as much as Donovan did about the war, which was nothing. He wished he was an ordinary wizard and didn't have to worry about the war going on out side these walls and that he just had to worry if the adults were taking care of it or not.
"Harry, Donovan could you two please come up here for a moment." Dumbledore called down the room to then.
The two boys pushed their plates to the center of the table and stood. They walked to the Head table and stood in front of the Headmaster and waited for him to speak.
"Boys how has the day been treating you?" He asked looking between the two.
"Good. I've been showing Donovan around the castle." Harry stated.
"Oh. Have you been to the dungeons yet?" Dumbledore asked.
"No." Harry said, looking towards Snape.
"Well, could you bring him down that way, Severus has a potions that Donovan needs before he goes to bed he has informed me." Dumbledore looked towards Donovan.
"Yes Sir." Harry replied.
"That's it boys, you may go."
Harry turned around and walked towards the doors and out to the front hall, waiting for Donovan to join him. He hated the dungeons when he didn't have to go to potions and now he had to bring Donovan down there. This was going to be fun.
"Harry are you ready?" He heard from behind him.
"Yeah. What Potion do you need to take at night?" Harry asked looking at Donovan as he walked towards the tunnels leading to the stairs going down to the dungeons.
"Oh, I have a health condition that I need a potion for, nothing to bad." Donovan said. Harry continued to look at him, hoping for more.
When he realized Donovan wasn't going to give him any more information he continued to walk through the halls of the dungeons until he came to Snape's office and knocked on the door.
"Enter." Was heard and they walked in to see Snape standing behind his large desk.
"Donovan so glad to see you again." Snape said turning around to greet him. "Potter."
Harry didn't know how to respond. He wasn't used to Snape being nice to anyone other than his snakes and here he was being nice to Donovan, what the hell was up with that?
"I came for my potion sir." Donovan said as Harry stayed by the door and watched Donovan walked to the front and stand in front of Snape.
"Here you go. You know how to take it. I trust you to do as I told you." Snape said looking directly into Donovans eyes. Donovan nodded his head before smiling and walking away.
"Harry you ready to go." Harry snapped out of his trance and followed Donovan out of the door and down the halls. When they were clear out of the dungeons Harry finally spoke.
"What the hell was that about?" He stopped in the middle of the hallway.
"What do you mean?" Donovan asked.
"He was one of the guys that was in the attack of your parents. I get that he came back and healed people and everything but why were you so nice to him. I would have been a little more freaked out around him if I was in your situation." Harry stated.
He was a little worried about Donovan being around Snape like that. So friendly. He didn't want him to be near Snape at all if he could have any say about it.
"I have to be nice to him. He is my teacher and he provides my potion. What more am I supposed to do Harry?" Donovan asked.
"I don't know. Don't sit there and smile at him. Don't sit there and and well it looked like you were hitting on him, looking into his eyes like that, smiling like that at him and everything god." Harry couldn't take it and spun around, walking off and leaving Donovan in the middle of the hall alone.
Harry wandered around the halls that night feeling like a complete ass. Why would he think that Donovan would be flirting with someone like Snape. God the guy was old enough to be their father. He was a greasy bastard and ugly as sin. His attitude could use some improvement and you never know if you could trust him or not.
He needed to go back and apologize to him. He wished that he didn't have to share the room with him alone now and wished that the rest of the school would get there soon so he wouldn't have to feel like such a prick for much longer.
He snuck back into the boys dorm and saw Donovan's back facing him in his bed and quietly slid into his own. He watched the other boys body move with his breathing and thought he saw his breathing a bit shaky.
"Don…..Don…Donovan.." Harry whispered out.
"WHAT." Donovan snapped out, rolling over to face Harry. Harry tried not to gasp out loud as he saw that the other boys eyes were slightly red.
"I wanted to say sorry for my outburst before. I had no right to snap like that and definitely no right to say what I did. I am so sorry." He said hoping the boy would forgive him.
"Yeah what ever." Donovan rolled back over and pulled his blanket up closer to his head.
Harry knew he had a little bit more groveling to do before the other boy did forgive him and he only wished he could do it before the other students got back. It was only their first day of knowing each other and it seemed like he was already making an enemy of someone that could be a great person to have by his side.
While Harry was thinking in his bed Donovan had a devious little smirk on his face as he lay in his bed. He knew Harry was really sorry for what he said, but making the boy who lived grovel a little bit more wouldn't hurt him any. He knew that Harry found him attractive and if what he felt at dinner told him anything than he knew Harry was the one, his magic was right and he knew he was doing the right thing by being here.
He only hoped that Severus could continue to make the potion and that the old fool would remain oblivious to what was really going on. He didn't need him or anyone else getting in between the plan before Harry understood what was really happening with his magic. He needed to figure it out of his own and this was the only way he would be able to.
