Feels like today is the day to post it and early than usual! (well, before I have to go to work, that is).
Lou Snarry Lover, yes, a lot is about to happen, but I hope this isn't easy to predict in some things.
KimmieKitten75, welcome! I'm glad to have your attention onto the story! The more the merrier! I hope you weren't waiting too long! :)
Onward to the story, enjoy~
Harry went through the rest of the letters, the rest was directed on his properties information, backgrounds, and important details to know of the places. He was curious to the close by houses and might check it out soon. After those letters were hidden, the chosen went to search for the mirror in his trunk.
The mirror was set aside and he joined with his slave for dinner. He had to allow the man to rise and join him for dinner.
"Albus briefly stopped by while you were in your room and sent a message that Ms. Granger is wishing to see you tonight." Severus rolled his eyes, "No doubts about the slavery she might bring up on."
"She does that and I will give her the silent treatment. Besides, she needs to get Ron and his family into a new home. I am thinking to give Mr. Weasely the money to buy their home, or at least offer to pay for rebuild their old home." Harry sipped his juice and helped himself a cut up currywurst as he dipped into honey pumpkin juicing.
"I supposed it would help for the headmaster's case. At least, inform them this is only from the Potter Vault."
The Gryffindor understood and chose to trust the man for his safety. They kept silent during their meal and Harry pondered about his godfather. Then, something concerns him the most.
"Severus, the mirror communication, wouldn't the Ministry watch and listen to the conversation?" He waited before drinking.
Severus used the napkin to wipe his face, "No. It was Sirius' gift from the uncle, where it had been pass down for generation to generation. They stated that the ministry is unaware of these two-way mirrors' existence nor have the access to. You are safe to have a conversation about anything."
The pressure was instantly released once Harry learned. The two-way mirrors happened to be rather different from the Fire call. In the corner of his emerald eyes, Severus had stiffens as turned to his master.
"I must be leaving Hogwarts now."
Harry nodded, "Alright, you have the permission to go."
The Slytherin wasted no time to leave and he rushed over to the fireplace as he floo'ed away. Harry tilted his head and found himself alone. He wasn't too sure what would be happening…
The dinner was about to turn cold and the chosen charmed the food to keep warm. He continued eating his meal and kept his thoughts about their recent conversations. There were various ideas of the past about his father, mother, and godfather. However, his other godfather, Remus, remained as a mystery. Yesterday, Harry saw them having a small decent conversation among themselves that was rather natural.
Once his plate was clear, he picked up his mess and headed over to the kitchen side. He began to turn the water on by wandless magic and cleaned it up. The plate was slightly sticky due to the coating flavors Severus had made earlier today and scrubbing it down was nowhere challenging for the man-who-lived. This was nothing to compare the difficulties he had come across to. After to polish it off perfectly clean, he began to take care of the pots and pans to clean. It kept his mind distracted and focused on eliminating each grime he came across.
As he gotten to the last pan, he placed them away and organized it as they should be. Harry turned around and noticed the place was overdue for cleaning. However, there wasn't a broom or a mop in his sight. He pondered why doesn't there wasn't any-
"Merlin, I'm a wizard and trying to do things the muggle way." He slapped his face and brought out his wand from his holster's hold.
He swift his wand as the sparkling yellow and green magic formed. The sparkles trickled down to the floor and spread out like spiders crawling in various directions as it absorbed every single dirt and dust in its reach. The Gryffindor's sight was awed at the beautiful work that his magic had performed so nicely and well done.
Once the sparkles completed its task, slowly faded away like the stars at night. Harry was rather content with the work and grinned proudly to the fact it was the easiest to deal with. He pondered if his aunt would let him use this spell at all, but he doubted it. He walked over to the other half of the room and found a bookshelf loaded with books. The books, however, was scattered and disrespectful positions. Harry was about to do it by hands…until he thought of something else.
The wand and his magic was rather important. Harry felt it was best he start using his wand for chores as well. With a flick, the books were floating and organizing themselves in a way Harry would have organized in the first place.
The bright light of green shade caught the Gryffindor's attention as he turned to see his slave walking through the floo. Severus grunted and almost fell onto his face, but caught himself. Harry gasped and rushed over to the man's side.
"Severus, are you-"
Severus stood up immediately and darted to the door of his bedroom. He entered into his room and slammed the door. The man-who-lived blinked and frowned…he knew it was not a good sign. His eyes turned over to the table and he allowed the magic to take care of everything else, except the man's plate of food and kept the warmer's spell going. He went off and knocked on the professor's door.
There was no answer. He suspected something had happen a while ago and he pondered what the Dark Lord might have been doing. For now, he had to pretend the man was just upset and holed himself up in his room.
"Severus? Do you want to eat the rest of your food?" He decided to go with that type of a question rather than what he had to be curious about for today.
There was not a single answer. Not a single movement or anything else for Harry to clue in his presence. He sighed and walked away to leave the man be. He did promise to keep the rules for him and he wasn't going to take advantage of that. For now, he decided to chat with his godfather before seeing his friends.
He collected the mirror and joined onto his gigantic bed. He should have tried checking his mirror a few months ago, but it was pointless now. He held his breath and prepared to make the connection.
"Snuffle?" He decided to cautious of his contacts right now.
The man himself revealed with a soft smile, "Hey pup, I see you got my letter?"
Harry nodded, "Yeah…Severus said he'll have it ready when you come to visit."
"Good and I was serious about the stunt thing," He briefly scowled, "Honestly, you'd think I would go out, knowing I'm on a most wanted wizard? I might have been desperate to the leave the house, but I was better off staying inside the ward." The man ranted on about the day Harry truly messed up on, "And the mirrors, I gave you that to reach me!" He huffed.
Sirius truly held a point and Harry knew he couldn't have gotten out of this one either. For now, he allowed it…knowing Severus can't rant for him.
"Trust me, just the thought of losing my only family was too much. Everyone got a family they can count on," He softly spoke, "I know, I was the biggest dunderhead to run off and try to be a hero that I'm clearly out of my league for. It's…he's always after me and mind torturing me. I can't distinguish between visions or fake visions."
Sirius nodded, "I know, pup, but for now, we need to keep our heads together. You-know-who doesn't know I'm alive and probably, it might have worked out for best. Now, what's new for the past few months with you?"
Harry held in his breath and prepared to tell him, "I've destroyed Professor Dumbledore's office and he finally told me what the prophecy said. I was sort have glad I did destroy his office, in a way, he deserved it and cost my own family. I was trying to get a hold of him, but the witch toad was interfering and caused too much trouble. If I gotten a hold of him, none of this had happen." His head shook, "After that, exams and school were over and I went home. I received a letter two days before my birthday and came to Hogwarts. Professor Dumbledore was telling me about the will and finding out Severus as my slave." Then something had occurs to his attention, "Wait, who was filling the master role before me?"
Sirius nodded, "Your father had Professor Dumbledore as his substitute master. However, substitute master don't have much power as the main master do and it was either him or myself. I would have been happy to look after Severus, but I arrested at the time."
The Gryffindor hadn't realized that and he pondered a few things here and there. However, he still had to inform his godfather for the previous events.
"Ron and his family went onto a holiday trip and returned home to find out their house was destroyed." He informed him.
Sirius nodded, "I'm aware of that…had to blend in. I felt guilty, but I hope they're alright. We didn't kill anybody, did we?"
The chosen shook his head, "No, all the red heads are alive and unharmed. They're rather in denial for their homes."
He hummed, "Good. You ought to let them live the Grimmauld, no one is living there."
Harry shook his head, "No, I'm going to get their home rebuilt or give them the money to buy a new home."
Sirius rose his eyebrow, "Don't you have like, over twenty properties? I remember James telling me that another title was much richer than the Potter families and having more properties than he ever thought to own. He got it right after his parents were killed by the Death Eaters."
"Can't. If they know, then everyone will know. I'm not making a mistake again," He huffed, "Anyway, Remus is here for training with the headmaster to control his wolf side."
Sirius pulled back his head, "Interesting. We've tried that for years, perhaps the headmaster would be able to do it better than us."
The young man leaned against the bed boarder, "Yeah, and they know about Severus being my slave."
"WHAT!" The grey eyes were almost silver color with such panic rising in the man.
Harry was puzzled by this and he frowned. If his godfather reacted this way, there had to be a reason.
"YOU MEAN TO TELL ME THAT THOSE WEASELYS AND GRANGER KNOWS!? I mean, Remus already knew since we all shared secrets one day and that his was secret alone, but THEM?! Who told them?!" The man could not hold himself together anymore.
Harry gaped and realized he did not know, "…I think Professor Dumbledore."
The growling slipped, "I'm going to hex that man into next week! If anything, if James had known he told them, he would have done it with a threat and make sure nothing ever happens to Severus. Severus may be a slave, but there's a lot more to it than a status role."
"More to it? The ministry already knows, so what's the point of hiding it?"
The godfather sighed, "A lot has gone on since Severus came into James' life and I'm sure he'll tell you. I'm suspecting today might be a bit rough for Severus, but he should be letting you know eventually."
Harry pouted, "I can't though, I promised him privacy and don't you dare tell me a thing," His emerald eyes narrowed harshly against the man.
Sirius chuckled, "You're definitely like James, father like son."
"…Have mum and dad ever gotten along when they were married?"
Sirius titled his head, "Yeah, they gotten along great. Why you asking, pup?"
Harry ruffled his messy hair, "Severus said mum got him into a lot of punishment and preferred you had married James instead of her."
The supposed dead-man blinked, "Oh. Your mum was not exactly understanding what slave means in our world. We tried to explain much like House Elf, but that gotten worse to explain that as well."
Harry picked up a tone from his godfather and he was beginning to notice it. He hadn't spent much time with the man, however, he could tell a little something. The chosen nodded along as he listened and Sirius' perspective eased a couple of things.
"You're hiding something," Harry wasn't displaying much emotions, just plain serious and determined to gather what he could.
The godfather sighed, "A lot of things, but…merlin, James and I used to…erm, sleep together during our years before she came along."
Harry's eyes widened and he pondered briefly. He knew his slave couldn't lie, but a possibility-
"-I'm your son, aren't I?" He wanted to be sure.
"Godson and merlin, you would have been older, Harry. James and Lily got married three years after graduating at Hogwarts. Although, James did try to get me pregnant on purpose before he dated her and I was one step ahead of him." He chuckled.
Harry pondered about it for a while, he could have been older…it would have been Neville to be taking his place. He would have been a normal wizard and having a family. At least, he got two people to be as his family now and he refused to let anything happen to them.
"So, anything else I don't know going on?" Sirius smiled childishly.
Harry hummed, "Remus' girlfriend is pregnant and I will be meeting her sometimes before the terms."
"That dog! He did ask her out and shagged! Wow, I wish I could smack his arse and give him magazines!" He chuckled.
He grinned, "So you met her?"
The godfather nodded, "Yes, at one of the orders meeting. She certainly liven things and I already approved of her before he met her. I didn't think he had a thing for her until he confessed. At least they're having a baby!"
It eased the stress for him, "If you approve, so do I." He grinned.
"Just don't let him know that you already approved because of me…the guy doesn't know he lost his best friend, but also his wolf's company."
"…and I will never hear the end of it." This was certain parts of the war he would have to sacrifice himself into.
Harry held his breath and thought of something. Sirius noticed how suddenly quiet the young Gryffindor was and not adding anymore after that. If anything, teasing wouldn't result a good thing currently.
"So, need any serious mission work for me? I'm under a unique glamour charm that only carried in my family generation, which I'll teach you someday, kid. It has been impossible to take down or to sense any magic of the glamour charm." He smirked, "Of course, the character I play does not exist in the society and I have to remain unknown at all cost."
The emerald eyes lit up and glowered. This had taken back the godfather, considering this was a new side of the young man, and he had no clue what was going on.
"And he does not know. I suspected you're already wearing the mark?" He saw the man nodded, "I do receive light visions and harmless ones. I know what he often plans, but I don't know the over general of his true plan for this year. You can advise him places he should attack, but draw in torture. It would trigger fears like that huge muggle war had to stop their dark lord from eliminating that one main race. Do you understand what I'm telling you?" His voice kept low, but enough for Sirius to hear him, he did not want Severus learning this.
Sirius gasped and tuned in to this particular plan. He stroked his mustache as he thought this out carefully. He observed his surroundings and checked on his personal wards. He was quite safe temporarily.
"I'm aware of their muggle wars. You have plans?"
Harry nodded, "Chess strategy plans, if all goes well…Dumbledore is risking thousands of lives. Mine focuses on gaining myself to him on my term and kill him on the spot. There are flaws, but this year will be the last time. For now, you can tell he wants power and he cannot have power, if no people he can set fear into. A king he wants to become and allow his mind believe he's gaining that chance soon enough."
Sirius heard him out, "Interesting and possibly best we go that way. Anything else?"
"I'll be faking my magic, unable to become strong, failing to preform properly, and more. It would show that he would realize I am not a potential threat anymore. Severus should be able to deliver that kind of message to him without difficulty, of course, I will have private lessons with some of the professors and hopefully, the rest with Hermione and Ron, if they are willing."
A hum changed the positive aspect, "That would be something else, pup, no one should ever suspect a thing. Is the Albus going to be included of your fake doing?"
His head shook, "I don't think it'd be necessary. Unless he wishes to involve himself, I would have told him that's just a rumor and just show him. However, he doesn't often involved himself very well. He only has Severus as his spy and no one else? I'm building the alliance slowly, but unaware of who is in and prevent from being even mention."
"If you give me some ideas where, I might be able to pull it off nicely with him." He grinned.
Harry nodded once, "I can. Let me think of a place first and I will contact you tomorrow."
"Alright, kid, I'll talk to you tomorrow. I'm starving right now."
Harry chuckled and agreed. They waved off and ended the conversation on the mirror. He sets it inside of his pillow case and hopped out of his bed as he stretched out his legs. For once, he returned to the familiar Harry others have naturally known for so long. The trust he held in between his godfather and slave, it was something that shows the powerful side.
While leaving the bedroom of his, he saw Severus' bedroom door still closed. He hadn't heard the man come out at all and suspected there was more to what he had imagined. He knocked on the door and waited a while.
"Severus, I will be meeting Hermione now. I will be back in an hour or two." He commented…
Nothing. Sometimes, Harry waited a little longer, but he wasn't too sure if it was normal. He turned his head and sighed. He figured to leave the man alone and headed out of their quarters to meet up his friends…if they're friends still, that was the case. The walk over to the Gryffindor tower took a while and he kept feeling about the plans he needed to keep it how he wanted, if he could gather a few clues on some things like the connection.
The walk wasn't long nor far, yet, it was relaxing and had to wonder if Severus purpose did it to keep his stress down. He arrived to the Gryffindor tower and helped himself through easily. He found the Twins by the window with their own amusement, Arthur on the couch to read information, Molly was knitting a sweater, Ginny curled up by the fireplace with a book placed in her hands, and Remus was nowhere near to be seen. Hermione was coming down the stairs and she grinned at the sight of her best friend.
"Harry," She hugged him, "Come with me. We'll have a private chat."
"I'm not going to talk about the master and slave, if that's what it is about."
Her head shook, "No, completely different."
This was rather new for Harry to find her out of the subject, especially she dislike any lesser equality of magical beings. He nodded along and she led the way to the girl's quarter. It was slightly a different structure and style of the dormitory in the Gryffindor tower. He always was curious since Hermione never invited the boys to join her and he suspected her for a reason.
Once they entered into the bedroom. Hermione casted a silence charm over them and she sat down on her bed. Harry noticed it was similar to the boys' for five beds, each have a window, and one bathroom…of course, the girls have two bathrooms.
"They have been in serious denial, they aren't ready to accept the loss of their homes." Hermione softly spoken.
Harry nodded, "Must be driving you crazy to pretend their way."
She smiled slightly, "Yeah. Arthur kept going to work, but they haven't dared to spend any money since they came here."
Harry could see they were trying to bring their home back and suspected that he would be able to solve the problem, at least. He helped himself finally to sit down on an unused bed.
"They should have known that we're still in war and at risk. Everything and anyone is dangerous out there. They should know better not to live in a fantasy we aren't even safe in right now." Harry glanced at the window's view.
The witch nodded, "Exactly…besides, I need a break from their denial stages and the headmaster hasn't even dared to come close here since he told us you were here and already know about the whole slavery thing."
Harry sighed, "It's not slavery like American muggles did. It's basic one life for another responsibility."
She nodded, "I know, but just calling it altogether is rather a mouthful. You were right, I should have done my research first. Did you know that during a pregnancy, if you command to the unborn baby inside of you, that signals the mother that baby is a slave one?"
The chosen jerked his head and puzzled by what she had explained recently. She nodded and understood his immediate reaction. She took a deep breath and prepared to explain.
"When being pregnant, if you tell yourself or talking to the baby. The baby does it automatically without much control of the natural way. The magic the baby holds happens to be the most powerful magic. When a command like, stop making me have morning sickness, that baby stops it at your will. Otherwise, the morning sickness would have returned and revealed to be a normal baby. However, that baby is marked as a slave and be sold to a family that wants a slave, after they turn three years old. Of course, the mother would be monitor if she gets pregnant again, to see if there would be another slave child out of her. However, it's impossible for another chance like that."
This had made sense…why his slave commented that he was born as one and will die as one. It was normal to the man for that role.
"Interesting. What else did you find out?"
She smiled, "Severus' magic can disguise your magic."
"Disguise it how?" His head tilted, this was beginning to become helpful for his war plans.
She grabbed a pillow and hugged, "Say, you cast the confundus charm and don't want anyone to know it was casted, especially the ministry. Severus uses his magic where to others believed you cast a silencio charm. The ministry would have no idea or can tell."
Now, this was helping more for his case and he was glad to see Hermione back to her usual-self once more.
"I don't think I'd be asking him that, unless it's that necessary and extremely the last option…if I kill Voldemort."
Hermione shook her head and chuckled. They exchanged their smiles, knowing there weren't going to have an issue, and sighed at peace.
"Who do you think will be the DADA teacher this year?"
The witch shrugged, "Professor Dumbledore hasn't found anyone yet, even though he tried to get Remus to come back to teach, but he refused."
A heavy vibration set through the floor and Hermione blinked. She drew out her wand and undo the spell. The loud pounding was obvious that someone was at her door. She went to answer and found Ron at her door. He ran through bitterly.
"You better not be having fun without me or this will be the last of me!" He ranted.
Hermione shook her head, "It was a private chat for a reason, Ronald."
"Yes, besides, now we're talking about the possibilities of DADA teacher." Harry added in.
The blue eyes blinked, "Oh, okay. Want to play chess?"
Harry was about to ask him how he still have his chess set, but he chose not to bring that up.
"Sure," He smiled.
Ron grinned, "Alright, I'm going to go get it and be right back."
The witch shook her head and went to find her books. Harry noticed she was still reading into the whole master and slave.
"Does it say anything about the bonds? The ones I have didn't say much about it or explains how to know or sense them."
She shook her head, "I haven't gotten that far. I'm learning about slave's magic, then master's magic. I managed to understand with both together could be a powerful magic that no one could ever stop or eliminate."
He blinked, "That make sense with the appointment."
The brown eyes narrowed, "What are you talking about?"
The Gryffindor shook his head, "The stupid ministry wanted to do magic measurement on him and Severus explained that it limits his magic. Besides, it didn't say mandatory and I'm not going to let them lay a hand on him. He's family." He declared.
Hermione eased her gaze and agreed with him. Ron was already helping himself in before the witch could say something. She knew what Harry went through before school ended and how much his godfather meant to him. There were times she wanted to protect the man, but she failed to assure that his godfather would be around more often than he would have liked. No one had any control of their war at the mystery department and so much has lost over time. When Ron invited her, she wasn't certain where they would be sleeping and went to see the headmaster at his office.
"So, what is like bossing around Snape?" Ron set the board up.
The shoulders tensed and the lips curled down, "I'm not bossing him, Ron." Harry snapped.
Ron picked up his head and stared at his best mate, "He's your slave, you're supposed to order him around. I mean, he was a righteous git from the start and had it coming to him."
The chosen glared, "Maybe you should do some reading before you think he's a house elf, Ron. Besides, he's my slave and I'll do what I want with him." He stood up, "I need to go now."
"But you just got here! I hadn't had a good challenge!" The young Weasely whined, gesturing to his chess set.
Harry held no need for the game, especially the mood he was in. He walked over to the door and stopped there before he marched out.
"You should have thought about what you're going to say. Severus is the only family I've got and you're clearly in revenge over nothing."
The man-who-lived dashed out of the girl dormitory and heard 'OW!' He knew Hermione was probably ranting at him about his behavior or declaring him out of her room. The twins saw the bitter side of Harry and tried to walk up to him with their pranks to amuse, but they exchanged looks as they nodded.
"Harry, wants a truffle chocolate?" Fred grinned.
George held it out, "Our courtesy, of course."
Harry sighed, "No thanks. I'm not in the mood for one."
George gasped, "Not in the mood for- Merlin, Fred! Do something!"
Fred nodded, "Harry, if chocolate won't lighten up your mood. Perhaps a date with us?" He grinned.
Harry blinked and pondered for a while. The twins truly knew how to make him smile, unlike others – well, Hermione knew most of the times. If anything, the twins were the package deals when it comes to a date and they knew, along with Hermione and Ron, his sexual preferences.
"I supposed I can't turn that down," He softly smiled, "When?"
George grinned widely, "Tomorrow for lunch,"
"We'll meet you at the Great Hall." Fred copied the brother's smile.
"Sounds good, if I'm late, no needs to worry. Severus and I have a morning routine."
The Weasely twins didn't mind and understood him in respect. They hugged him tightly and dashed out to their rooms. Harry shook his head, hadn't thought he'd be dating one of the Weaselys and happened to land himself to their interests at the most. At least, some things were alright and he needed to return to his quarter, in case of the bonds trying to make it worse them.
A knut for thoughts?