Just Another Year In the Life 11/?
Rated: R. HP/SS slash, also HG/RW het. Subject matter not for children, although nothing too graphic, but be careful when reading just to be on the safe side. Mentions the after-effects of rape, as well as some graphic violence in later chapters and sexual content.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or it's characters, that would be JKR.
Sequel to 'Friendship and Beyond.' Takes place the summer after Harry's graduation from Hogwarts. I suggest you read the previous story first; otherwise this one won't make much sense.
Ministry Protocol
After that first tumultuous day of classes, Harry settled into teaching and his class for the most part began to recognize his authority. While Ginny was still angry with him, causing Mrs. Weasley to send him a howler later that week for 'dressing down her baby', for the most part Hogwarts had returned to its usual monotony of learning. This all changed two weeks into the year when without warning during breakfast in the Great Hall Harry got a letter from an unknown owl. Having become increasingly paranoid, thanks to his lover's nature, Harry did not open the parchment immediately, instead checking it for curses and other troublesome enchantments. Once he determined that the mail was safe he opened it, reading its contents silently, his hand closing around the table edge tightly the further he read.
"Bloody incompetent, bureaucratic, cowardly bastard!" Harry hissed, crumpling the letter in his fist before setting it on fire in his fury. This caused all the teachers and many of the students to look his way, some in concern and still others in fear.
"Potter?" Snape asked softly watching as the remains of the envelope fell onto the tabletop. "I assume there is a reasonable explanation for your colorful, and highly notable temper tantrum."
"Oh there's a reason alright." Harry snarled, looking quite menacing as he made as if to stand up, only to be held in place by Severus' implacable grip on his thigh under the table.
"I suggest you calm yourself, brat. You are a teacher at this school now, as such you should be setting a proper example to the students."
Harry calmed down slightly as he looked around the Hall and his students who were watching his every action with single-minded intensity.
"Good. Now please explain what would get you in such a tizzy, if you would?"
"Fudge." Harry answered succinctly, as if that explained it all, although perhaps it did.
"What has the Minister done to incur your wrath this time?" McGonagall asked semi-amusedly. She was one of the few who were familiar with the blatant animosity between Cornelius and Harry. Ever since Fudge tried to have Severus sacked for supposedly having an affair with a student, their relationship had been coldly civil at the best of times.
"He's detained Ron and Hermione, and sent me a letter 'requesting' my presence for a hearing into my actions in June. I have been all but accused of attacking the populace. Something Fudge has obviously decided to keep from the Wizarding World at large. There will be Aurors awaiting me across the lake to take me to the Ministry."
"That's preposterous!" Minerva exclaimed loudly, causing a few students to stare.
"I will have a word with Cornelius and get this all settled post haste." Dumbledore told me assuredly, moving to get up from his seat, looking as furious as I had ever seen him.
"I thank you for the help, but I am more concerned with Hermione right now." He told the others my face creased in concern as Harry realized the position this stress could put on her and the baby. "It is far past time that someone reminded Fudge of his true place in the Wizarding World. I have been nice up until now. No longer."
Harry pushed his high-backed chair back noisily, uncaring as it scraped against the floor. He stood up with a resolved expression on his face and threw his cloak over his shoulder as he proceeded to stalk out of the room using the middle aisle, ignoring all the chatter surrounding his departure. Harry didn't notice his companion until he happened to notice a black sleeve rubbing against his hand as he walked. Harry turned his head slightly pausing in the middle of the Great hall to look at Severus impassively.
"What are you doing?"
"I do believe that is self-explanatory, even to someone of your limited intellect."
Harry raised an eyebrow arrogantly, ignoring the insult with much practice.
"I want to see you tear Fudge a new ass hole."
Amid snickers and shocked whispers, Harry's mouth stretched into a smirk. He looked positively Slytherin in that moment as he bowed to his lover.
"After you, Sev."
Rated: R. HP/SS slash, also HG/RW het. Subject matter not for children, although nothing too graphic, but be careful when reading just to be on the safe side. Mentions the after-effects of rape, as well as some graphic violence in later chapters and sexual content.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or it's characters, that would be JKR.
Sequel to 'Friendship and Beyond.' Takes place the summer after Harry's graduation from Hogwarts. I suggest you read the previous story first; otherwise this one won't make much sense.
Ministry Protocol
After that first tumultuous day of classes, Harry settled into teaching and his class for the most part began to recognize his authority. While Ginny was still angry with him, causing Mrs. Weasley to send him a howler later that week for 'dressing down her baby', for the most part Hogwarts had returned to its usual monotony of learning. This all changed two weeks into the year when without warning during breakfast in the Great Hall Harry got a letter from an unknown owl. Having become increasingly paranoid, thanks to his lover's nature, Harry did not open the parchment immediately, instead checking it for curses and other troublesome enchantments. Once he determined that the mail was safe he opened it, reading its contents silently, his hand closing around the table edge tightly the further he read.
"Bloody incompetent, bureaucratic, cowardly bastard!" Harry hissed, crumpling the letter in his fist before setting it on fire in his fury. This caused all the teachers and many of the students to look his way, some in concern and still others in fear.
"Potter?" Snape asked softly watching as the remains of the envelope fell onto the tabletop. "I assume there is a reasonable explanation for your colorful, and highly notable temper tantrum."
"Oh there's a reason alright." Harry snarled, looking quite menacing as he made as if to stand up, only to be held in place by Severus' implacable grip on his thigh under the table.
"I suggest you calm yourself, brat. You are a teacher at this school now, as such you should be setting a proper example to the students."
Harry calmed down slightly as he looked around the Hall and his students who were watching his every action with single-minded intensity.
"Good. Now please explain what would get you in such a tizzy, if you would?"
"Fudge." Harry answered succinctly, as if that explained it all, although perhaps it did.
"What has the Minister done to incur your wrath this time?" McGonagall asked semi-amusedly. She was one of the few who were familiar with the blatant animosity between Cornelius and Harry. Ever since Fudge tried to have Severus sacked for supposedly having an affair with a student, their relationship had been coldly civil at the best of times.
"He's detained Ron and Hermione, and sent me a letter 'requesting' my presence for a hearing into my actions in June. I have been all but accused of attacking the populace. Something Fudge has obviously decided to keep from the Wizarding World at large. There will be Aurors awaiting me across the lake to take me to the Ministry."
"That's preposterous!" Minerva exclaimed loudly, causing a few students to stare.
"I will have a word with Cornelius and get this all settled post haste." Dumbledore told me assuredly, moving to get up from his seat, looking as furious as I had ever seen him.
"I thank you for the help, but I am more concerned with Hermione right now." He told the others my face creased in concern as Harry realized the position this stress could put on her and the baby. "It is far past time that someone reminded Fudge of his true place in the Wizarding World. I have been nice up until now. No longer."
Harry pushed his high-backed chair back noisily, uncaring as it scraped against the floor. He stood up with a resolved expression on his face and threw his cloak over his shoulder as he proceeded to stalk out of the room using the middle aisle, ignoring all the chatter surrounding his departure. Harry didn't notice his companion until he happened to notice a black sleeve rubbing against his hand as he walked. Harry turned his head slightly pausing in the middle of the Great hall to look at Severus impassively.
"What are you doing?"
"I do believe that is self-explanatory, even to someone of your limited intellect."
Harry raised an eyebrow arrogantly, ignoring the insult with much practice.
"I want to see you tear Fudge a new ass hole."
Amid snickers and shocked whispers, Harry's mouth stretched into a smirk. He looked positively Slytherin in that moment as he bowed to his lover.
"After you, Sev."