Chapter 4

Harry had never heard Ron scream that loud and high, if he had know declining the position and quidditch captain would create this kind of panic maybe he should have done it earlier. Groaning Harry tried to ignore Ron´s voice but it was very hard when he was screaming in Harry´s ear.

"Oh holy mother Mary would you SHUT UP, Ronald," Hermione was so angry she had considered on hexing the Weasley but she restrained herself in time. He had been going on for the last half an hour, about Harry not wanting to play quidditch this year.

"Mione, do you really want the slimy snakes to win?"

"I see no slimy snakes do you, Harry?"

"No I don´t, maybe you ought to get your eyes checked Ronald and if I don´t want to play it´s none of your business." Now if people had not been listening now they certainly were, Tom and Severus were watching from the teachers table, looking mildly amused. Dumbledore on the other hand could barely contain his anger.
Harry was getting too much out of hand, hanging around Slytherins even calling them his friends. Dumbledore smiled sweetly when an idea popped into his mind, he had been able to get Lily angry enough with Severus destroying their friendship then why could he not do it again? On the other hand, maybe he would need to do something a bit more radical to get his point through, after all this was all in the name of the greater good.

Tom was nursing a migraine that could split earth in two half's. Seated in the teachers´ lounge, sipping on a cup of coffee Tom had no bigger whish than that Dumbledore would arrive so that they could have their blasted meeting and then he could go to bed. Beside him Severus did not look any better, then again every single one in the room knew that he had seventh year Gryffindor Slytherin, three hours that day, and so no one questioned the snarky man´s bad temper. It was much better to let him calm himself and get back on track, before trying anything with him, he tended to have such a nasty way of putting things when he was in a mood like that.
The meeting could not go any slower, Dumbledore spoke and spoke and spoke and spoke and spoke a bit more. His voice almost drove Tom to insanity again, and there he did not wish to go again.

While the teachers were listening to Dumbledore fighting the urge to close their eyes and fall asleep, students from all the houses were gathering in the room of requirement for a party. Susan´s parties were the best, were you not invited then you really did not have any status in the school. Harry, Hermione, Neville, Lavender, Parvati and a few sixth and fifth years Gryffindors was heading for the party. Harry still remembered his first party, he had been in third year and in fourth years was the first time he was to a Hufflepuff party, Cedric had invited him and of course, Harry had heard the rumors that the Hufflepuff parties were the best, in reality the Puff´s were real party animals. How they had never been caught was a wonder but Harry had his suspicions that some of the teachers gave a bit leeway who it was he had no idea. Alternatively, they were really so stupid that they thought everyone slept in their beds like good students.

"Come on Hermione, let´s party." Harry put an arm around Hermione´s shoulders, and a grin on his face, the first party of the year. Inside the room the music was blasting, spotting Draco and Blaise by the bar, Harry navigated himself through the crowd of people standing in the way. It took a good ten minutes because they just had to stop and talk to almost every person in the way. At last, they got through the crowd.

"Hello, Draco, Blaise!" Letting go of Hermione Harry sat down between the two Slytherins at the bar. "A whisky, you Hermione?"

"Surprise me," Hermione winked at the bartender, he was a sixth year Hufflepuff, winking back at the now completely transformed Hermione. She wore a tight short black skirt, a white top and a pair of high heels, at least nine inches. Her attitude from being a know-it-all to a party loving chick, everyone knew to keep her identity a secret or else they would have a pissed Harry after them and that did they not want.

"Cigarette?" Harry was already on his second cigarette, his third whisky glass in his hand. Draco and Blaise were somewhere; Hermione had been flirting shamelessly with the bartender, but who cared?

The walk back to the Gryffindor common room was interesting to say the least. Harry was carrying Hermione, who had a strong grip around a Campari bottle the bartender whose name was Joe had given her. She was laughing like crazy, a lot like Bellatrix, while Harry was desperately trying to smoke his last cigarette for a few hours' maybe days, while he dragged Neville behind him back with them. Harry hoped that no one would be awake in the dorm; it had been hard enough to sneak out. In the dorm Harry threw Neville down on the boy's bed, and then gently putting Hermione down on his bed, using his wand to change her clothes taking off her shoed before he lied down beside her, he had no strength to change his clothes. Closing his eyes Harry drifted away; it had been a hell of a party.

Strolling down the empty corridor smoking a cigarette Harry enjoyed the calm and quietness of a Saturday morning after a party. It was seven o´clock and the castle was empty, well almost he had seen Severus, who was on his way back to the dungeons, but what he had been doing was none of Harry´s concern.

"Harry what are you doing awake at this hour?" Harry almost jumped out of his skin when he heard the raspy voice, belonging to Rodolphus.

"Rodolphus, didn´t see you there, what´s so wrong about the morning?" The older man gave him a crooked smile.

"Nothing, I myself enjoy the calmness of the morning I´m just not used to the fact that I´m not the only one awake at this hour."

"You shouldn´t walk around like this, there are probably many teachers up by now." Rodolphus nodded but he did not leave.

"I know, but I had to stretch my legs, living in such a close way with not only Bella and Rabastan but with Cissy and Lucius would even drive Dumbledore up the wall faster than the fastest," said Rodolphus, sitting down on the stone floor. Harry sank down beside him, offering the older man a cigarette.

"Want one? Well I can´t blame you, Bells and Luc seemed like a handful and with Rabastan on top of that…" Rodolphus laughed.

"You´re right, I got lucky that Cissy is there too and I have Severus who keeps an eye on Rabastan so I only have to worry about Bella." Harry could not stop staring at the man, Harry was not going to deny that he felt attracted to Rodolphus but the man was married and to Bella of all women.
Harry and Rodolphus sat there for over an hour before Rodolphus went back to Tom´s room where he had the big trunk the death eaters lived in, it had been special made so that you could live in it and so the death eaters were inside of Hogwarts with Tom. Harry followed the man back; he had something important to talk about with Tom. If the dark lord was, awake not that it would hinder Harry cold water always seemed to do the trick.
Nearing in on Tom´s office, Harry grabbed Rodolphus by the arm, stopping the older man. Before Rodolphus could say anything, Harry tiptoed crushing his lips to Rodolphus. Turning around Harry left a chocked death eater in the hallway. His face redder than a tomato, how could he let his stupid Gryffindor side win like that?

"I`LL FUCKING KILL YOU POTTER WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU!" Harry covered his ears, hiding behind the sofa. Maybe he should not have poured ice-cold water onto the man and then jumped on the bed. Tom was furious, his wand in one hand and a maniac expression on his face.
Making a mad dash for the door leading to the DADA classroom Harry had barely time to duck when a hex flew only a few millimeters over his head. Gripping after the doorknob, Harry almost cursed aloud, Tom had locked the door, magically, and Harry had somehow misplaced his wand.

Neville was in a good mood, it had been a calm evening and he had not been disturbed in his sleep, and no one disturbed him in the morning, Ron, Dean and Seamus was a sleep and Harry was already gone. Neville was almost past the DADA classrooms door when he heard a squeal okay a very feminine scream, sounding alarmingly a lot like Harry.

"SORRY, SORRY! CAN YOU STOP FIRING THOSE FUCKING HEXES FOR A MOMENT YOU MOTHER FUCKING ASSHOLE!" A loud crash was heard.

"STOP YOU WERE THE ANNOYING PUNK WHO THREW WATER ON ME!" Neville winced, it sounded as if a window broke.

"SO, I HAD SOME IMPORTANT BUSINESS TO TALK ABOUT WITH YOU! " Another crash and a girly scream coming from Harry.

"I DON´T CARE!"

"OH FOR HEAVENS SAKE VOLDY, CALM DOWN!" Neville blinked, Voldy? Reaching for his wand, Neville steeled himself.

"Alohomora," opening the doorway, Neville was met with a quite unusual sight. Harry was lying on the floor, with Professor McCartney on top of him trying to strangle Harry to death.

"Give up Potter, you´ll never win against me,"

"Oh please Voldy, you may be the resident dark lord but I´m your equal," squeaked Harry, he was blue in the face of the oxygen loss, and trying to pry Tom off was harder than you could think. Neither had noticed Neville standing in the doorway, wand in hand.

"Excuse me," said Neville. It had a positive result; both Harry and Professor McCartney if he now really were him froze.

"Neville, what are you doing here?" Taking the chance, Harry wormed out of Tom´s death grip around his throat.

"I heard you screaming and I came to check that you weren´t doing something weird or illegal, and it seems I was right." Neville gave them a skeptic look, folding his arms over his chest.

"Now why did you call him," Neville pointed at Tom "the dark lord?" Harry gulped and gave Tom a panicked glance.

"Oh nothing, he likes to scream obscure things out loud," said Tom earning himself a sharp elbow in the side. Neville was not impressed, closing the door to the classroom putting up a silencing spell; sitting down on the nearest seat.

"How come I don´t really believe you two." It was not far into the first term but everyone had already learned that Harry was creepily a lot like the new DADA teacher. Both Harry and Tom started to speak but they did not get far before Neville put up a silencing hand.

"Please one at a time, now I´m not stupid, Professor McCartney you´re Voldemort am I right?"

"Yes," Tom admitted.

"You won´t tell anyone will you?" Harry sounded worried, watching Neville who he had come to regard as a very close friend these last years, taking out a cigarette lightning it.

"Not if you tell me why you are being all friendly with the person who has tried to kill you all these years." Harry and Tom looked at each other this would be along morning.

"Okay but promise me you won´t judge before you´ve heard the whole story?" Taking a seat in front of Neville, Harry really hoped he could sway Neville to join him but then again there was the little thing with Neville´s parents had the boy´s obvious hate for Bella. Taking a deep breath Harry started to tell the story, everything from how the Dursleys´ treated him and how Dumbledore did nothing, how Sirius had been innocent, everything.


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