A/N: I literally cannot thank you enough for all of the support I've gotten for this story, I never thought it would be this well liked and seriously I can't even find the words!

A/N2: Quite a few changes in here, some smoothing out and some polishing. For the new readers, I apologise, you'll probably hate me for this chapter!

Disclaimer: Belongs to J. K.

Warning: A bit of gore.

Chapter 11:

Harry was buzzing for the hall to fill up for breakfast, he had dragged Draco up early, much to the blond's disgust, he hadn't told him why just that he had to see something. Harry decided not to tell him about his Godfather's transformation yet because he wanted to see his friend's reaction. When they went to the hall, Harry had deliberately mentioned Snape so Draco would look at him and he hadn't been disappointed; Draco's jaw had dropped and his eyes widened comically.

"What in Merlin's name happened to uncle Sev?" He squeaked, to Harry's utter amusement; the Black Heir had burst out laughing and dodged out of the way of the fist aimed for him.

"I told you I wanted to show you something." Harry said after calming down. Draco rushed to the Head table and stopped in front of Severus who was looking at his Godson in amusement.

"Good Morning, Draco."

"What happened?"

"Miracle juice," Sirius answered cheerfully, sitting down next to Snape and hissing at the stinging hex thrown at him.

"Shut it, Black."

"Which one?" Harry and Sirius asked together and Severus sighed.

"Merlin, help me."

"You still haven't told me what happened." Draco pointed out.

"Harrison and I had a potions accident and the antidote did this."

Draco's pale eyebrows rose and he turned to Harry.

"You did this?"

"On accident, yes,"

"By accident cub," Remus corrected, taking his own seat and picking up some toast. "Nice new look Severus, it suits you."

"Thank you, see Black, that's how you compliment someone politely."

"I didn't say anything." Harry said with a grin, Snape shot him a light glare to which Harry looked back innocently.

"I still don't know how this happened, maybe it just reversed all the damage your potions made." Harry suggested.

"It could be," Snape agreed, "I have brewed many toxic potions during my time as a Master, some of them would have left their mark."

Sirius slung his arm over Snape's shoulder with a grin.

"Well keep the juice available, just in case." He received another stinging hex, this time to his face but thankfully his mate was there to block it for him. The rest of the population started coming in and as soon as they caught sight of Snape whispers spread like wild fire. Harry flashed a grin at his Professor and wandered back to the table, Snape scowled as Sirius snickered at him but then sighed as he realised he would have to get used to it. Severus Snape was the sole topic of conversation during the entire breakfast much to the man's displeasure and the Harry's endless amusement.

The reaction that caught Harry's attention was when Lily Potter entered, she was alone and Harry noticed the glamours again and the fact that she seemed to be limping slightly. She glanced at Severus and stopped, she was looking at him unconditional awe and adoration, it was a look that Harry had never seen on her face and it only raised more questions in his mind. When James came in she flinched again and hurried to the head table, Harry's eyes narrowed as he followed her up, there was definitely something going on with her and Harry made a note to watch her more closely. They went to lesson and it seemed that Snape was a new celebrity, everywhere Harry went the Potions Master was mentioned and some of it was alarming.

Many of the older students had been fantasising about the man, none of it very innocent at all and Harry and Draco had fun imagining Snape's reaction. The group of first years ended up blushing scarlet and hurrying away when they overheard a particularly detailed fantasy from two older Hufflepuffs; none of them would ever be repeating that.

"It wouldn't surprise me if he has killed by dinner." Draco commented lowly, coming out of the Potions classroom. Snape had been absolutely brutal during the lesson, even the Slytherins had to tread carefully.

"I'm surprised he didn't murder Brown with that glare alone." Harry added and hastily left when Snape glared at him.

"I forgot he had unusually good hearing,"

"I heard that, Black."

"Sorry, Professor handsome," Harry replied and then froze in absolute horror. Draco gaped at him and Harry couldn't believe he just said that to the man, it was what Brown and Patil had been whispering in the class; why would he say that?

"Run very fast and very far away." Draco advised and Harry didn't need telling twice. He ran for it, making sure Draco was following him, leaping through many passageways, jumping up steps two at a time and finally falling in to the marauders pad.

"DAD!"

Sirius came out of the bedroom looking alarmed.

"What is it?"

"Sev, he's going to murder me." Harry gasped just as Draco stumbled in.

"Are you insane, you made fun of him in this mood?"

"I wasn't supposed to say it our loud." Harry moaned.

"He's heading this way."

Harry yelped as the portrait was hammered on, running over to hide behind he hid behind Sirius pulling Draco with him.

"Open the damn door, Black. I know Black Jr is in there and I'm going to wring his neck."

"What is Merlin's name did you do?" Sirius asked in shock and Harry wrinkled his nose.

"I made a funny comment, which he would have found funny if he wasn't in his murdering mood, and I said it loudly too him."

"I can here you, Blacks."

Sirius carefully opened the portrait hole and Harry dived behind the sofa with his eyes peaking up.

"Wait until I get my hands on you, Black."

"Come on, Sev, you know it's kind of funny. I mean you should here the 5th year Puffs; you're now more favoured that dad."

Both Sirius and Severus stopped.

"What!?"

"Yeah, with your dark, mysterious attitude and oh so smooth voice which is just so mesmerising," Harry put on a high girls voice and batted his eyelashes. Draco tried and failed to cover his laughter up and ended up clutching his sides as he collapsed laughing at the expression on Snape's face.

"I'm sorry?"

"Yup, it's kind of disturbing. I would ward your quarters and office tighter, you have some rabid fans."

That got Sirius, who joined Draco in laughing and while the pair of them were trying to control their breathing, Remus walked in.

"I definitely have to warn Severus. I just had some 7th year Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs and they were practically drooling over the fact they had a double Potions slot tomorrow, some serious fantasies going on in their minds- oh hello, Severus."

Harry was nearly choking as he laughed at Severus' expression of horror, he, Draco and Sirius were practically rolling on the floor and they all had tears streaming down their faces.

"Oh Merlin," Draco gasped, taking a huge breath in, "Wait until I tell father about this." Snape collapsed on to the nearest chair with his head in his hands.

"I hate you all," He groaned.

"That's ok, Mr dark and mysterious." Sirius chirped and that sent them laughing again. Snape threw them a mutinous look before stalking out.

"I have a feeling this is going to last a while." Remus chuckled.

"I hope so."


Remus was right in his statement, Severus Snape was the talk of the school until the build up of Quidditch, the man practically hid in the dungeons until things had died down and Harry had caught sight of a petal from a red rose on the mans office floor, when he had innocently asked if Snape liked roses he was on the receiving end of a well aims stinging hex. It brought copious amount of amusement to Sirius who had turned up at one of Harry's extra potions lessons with a bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolates declaring his love for the 'dark and mysterious' professor, Harry had laughed so hard he had nearly stopped breathing and he ruined his potion, Snape physically threw a cauldron at the grim animagus and it hit him in the head; he hadn't done it again.

When everything had calmed from Snape, other things began. Tensions were high in the castle as the Quidditch final approached. It was Slytherin v Gryffindor and the whole castle was waiting for it, since it had come out that Gryffindor had managed to match the Slytherin House on points it had been decided that they would have a tie breaker with the winner taking the cup. Harry had been practicing like crazy and he could be seen perfecting some of the deadliest moves seen on a broom. He was determined to beat the Lions no matter what the cost, after the meeting with the Headmaster and the Potters he was more eager. James Potter and Sirius were at heads, it was the thing that drove Snape from everyone's minds, and at times it had nearly came to wands, the Black Lord would not let the slur against his mate go unpunished and James was a fool.

Harry was also putting more in to his studies, he was at the top but he always did extra, especially in Potions for his mastery. He had been working with Draco too, the blond was second overall and they intended it to stay that way for the remainder of the year. Because of the match, there had been more people in the hospital wing than all year, each house was trying to injure the opposition; mainly the seekers and both Rosina and Harrison could be seen with guards to watch their backs just in case. Unfortunately for the Gryffindors, the Slytherins were cunning and sly and, because of this, many of the Gryffindor team had been hit with a variation of hexes; the only ones not hit were the twins because no one was stupid to have the twins after them.

On the day of the match, the Gryffindor team entered the Great Hall with massive applause from the Lions and Puffs and boos from the snakes, of course not to be outdone by the opposing team, the Slytherins entered with style. With a burst of black flames from Harry, the Snakes, clad in green and silver, stepped in as one and walked towards their table, the applause echoed and Harry smirked as their house got to their feet in support. There were bets flying around the room during breakfast and the anticipation was growing in alarming rates until Flint couldn't take it and ordered them to the changing rooms,

"Pull off something amazing." Draco said with a smirk which Harry returned.

"How else is it done in Slytherin?" He nodded to his dad, Remus and Snape before following his team out.

"Right, this is the last game and we will win." Flint told them in the changing room, he was pacing and giving them all the eye.

"We have beaten the kittens before and you can damn well believe I expect you to do it again."

"You know we will win, Marc. Have you seen Harrison training? He got some serious moves." Pucey assured him and the team murmured in agreement.

"I have and if you don't get that snitch you can say goodbye to your place on this team, do the impossible." Flint ordered him in a growl.

"The snitch is mine." Harry agreed with a sharp nod. They could hear the crowd outside filling the stands and blanked their faces. Harry gripped his broom and took a deep breath as they walked out to the cheers when they were announced and faced Gryffindor as Madam Hooch stepped up.

"Captains shake hands." She ordered and Harry saw Wood's hand go white as Flint crushed it. Giving the other Captain credit, none of the pain or discomfort was shown on his face and he seemed to give as good as he got.

"Mount your brooms." She instructed and as they climbed on the bludgers were released with the snitch. She picked up the quaffle, eying them all carefully, and threw it in to the air.

"AND THE GAME BEGINS." Lee Jordan was commentating again and Johnson snatched the quaffle. Harry rose above the game and immediately began searching for the elusive golden ball, knowing that he had to catch it fast. The twins were marking him expertly and he had to swerve and dodge multiple bludgers, he flashed them a grin and dived out of their strike range, swooping through the other players and the bludger which would have hit him slammed in to Spinet knocking her off course. Fred gave him a clap and Harry mock bowed just in time as a Bludger sailed past his head coming from a grinning George. Harry shook his head and flew off. The game got dirty very quickly, each time a point was scored it was matched by the other team and both were resorting to numerous fouls to gain the one up.

It was gruelling as much as it was thrilling, and Harry had a great time performing all kinds of stunts to make sure all bludgers directed at him ended up hitting the other other team and making sure their plays were disrupted. Harry saw the snitch and dived. All three chasers flew directly at him making him lose sight of the snitch and giving him no options apart from a collision or jump, he picked up speed and pulled the same move as he did in the first flying lesson; he jumped. Leaping off his broom and over Katie Bell's head to land on his broom the other side, he smirked at their astonished faces and sped off. The score was 150 - 170 to Slytherin but there was no end in sight after two hours so Flint called for a time out and they all flew down.

"This is pathetic, get your act together. I don't care if you knock the bastards out of the air." Flint snarled. "Black, get that damn snitch soon and Warrington, if you let in another goal I will put you in the hospital wing myself."

They all nodded and kicked off again, determined to do better. The Snakes came back with a vengeance and in the next five minutes they had scored 8 goals. The Lions, furious at losing, started to pull more awful fouls: Wood threw the quaffle at Pucey's head, Johnson aimed a shot to the ribs at Flint, but the worse was Spinet grabbing a bat from one of the twins and whacking a bludger at Jugson, hitting him right in the groin. Every male who saw it winced and Jugson dropped like a rock, the poor teen had tears in his eyes as he knelt on the pitch and Flint, who was fuming over the foul, missed the penalty. Out of the corner of his eye Harry spotted a flash of gold and shot off, Rose had already seen it so he was playing catch up which was never a good thing but he wouldn't let her beat him so he flattened his body to the handle and picked up speed. Two bludgers flew at him and he rolled in the air to miss them, his focus unwavering.

Harry finally caught up with Rosina when the snitch changed course and shot up, Harry was better accustom to the move and shot up straight away whereas Rose lagged a bit giving Harry an advantage. They followed the golden ball higher until it levelled out and they chased it, Rose swerved in front of him and had her arm out to catch the snitch but Harry jumped again and snatched it right out of her hand before it closed. He was about to land on his broom when Rose sped up and forcefully slammed in to his side, Harry felt a rib crack and hissed, he went to grab his broom but Rose kicked it out of his reach and he fell. People screamed as Harry plummeted through the air from well over 50ft, Harry's mind, in a moment of absolute horror, went completely blank and by the time the thought of using his control over the air actually registered it was much too late, he slammed in to the ground and felt white hot pain flare over his entire body before everything went black.

Even from the stands the sickening crack that was Harry's body hitting the floor was heard and he didn't move. The commotion that erupted in the stadium was like nothing ever seen before, the Slytherin side of the stands were screaming in outrage and the team itself were in two halves; some went to Harry while the others went for Rosina in a rage. She flew off, only just missing the bludgers sent after her and the quaffle Flint had launched at her head, she managed to get back to the ground and hide behind her father, who had rushed on to the pitch as soon as the Snakes went after her. Everyone saw the huge black Grim bolting on to the pitch as a ghostly white Remus followed, keeping pace due to his Lycanthropy and a somewhat green Malfoy Heir.

"He has a pulse," Sirius gasped, catching a very feint one. He turned to Draco, who looked like he was about to collapse, with huge eyes.

"Get your mother here right now. I don't know if he's going to make it."

Draco was already running off before Sirius had finished speaking, leaving the Black Lord to pick Harry up and run to the Hospital wing. The only thing Sirius could think of was how much blood there was and the fact that his little boy was minutes away from death. Draco had darted down to his Godfather's quarters to floo over to Malfoy Manor and run off to find his mother, barely able to see where he was going through his tears.

"Mother, where are you?" He yelled, "Mother?"

He almost physically ran in to the woman in question as she hurried out of the parlour at the sound of her son's distressed voice.

"Draco, my darling, whatever is the matter?" She wondered, "Why are you away from school."

"Mother you must come right away," He insisted, pulling her in the direction of the floo, "Harrison is dying!"

"Excuse me?" She gasped, "Dying, how?"

"Potter knocked him out of the air from over fifty feet." Draco managed to explain, still pulling her towards the floo, "Mother there was so much blood!"

Narcissa's eyes widened and she snapped for an elf, her steps picking up speed instantly.

"Fetch me my full healing kit and tell Lucius to get to Hogwarts Hospital wing right away, Harrison is hurt." By the time they reached the fireplace, her kit had been delivered and Lucius had caught up with them. They hurried through the system, making their way quickly to the Hospital wing without haste, running in to a very pale Severus.

"How bad is it, Severus?" Lucius asked and none of them took it as a good sign when he shook his head.

"The fact that he is still alive baffles me." He admitted, and then Narcissa was gone. She forwent all decorum and full out ran to the wing, bursting in interrupting the huge argument going on between an absolutely furious Sirius and an irate nurse.

"Everyone out," Narcissa commanded, already waving her wand over the unconscious child.

"Now see here-,"

"This is my nephew and if you all do not leave so I can save his life I will bring all the power of the Blacks, Malfoys and Rosiers down upon you. GET OUT!"

Lady Narcissa Malfoy was the epitome of calm and composed, known for her unwavering decorum and perfect public behaviour, so to see her lose her cool was not only surprising it was terrifying and the room was cleared instantly. Outside in the corridor, the tension could have been cut with a knife. Remus was pacing furiously, his eyes an inhuman amber and growls slipping out between his bared teeth as Moony overtook more of the rational man's mind. Sirius wasn't faring any better, his hands were shaking violently and his magic was flaring beyond his control, his mind seemingly only focused on the worst case scenario.

Time passed very slowly and it wasn't until well over an hour later did anything happen, Draco, who had taken solace in his father's arms, looked up and his narrowed when he caught sight of their unwelcome guests. His movement was noticed by his father, who indicated to the other three men the arrival for the Potters and Dumbledore. The four newcomers completely ignored Remus' dangerous snarl of warning, but the others knew better so Severus and Lucius, once had put his son down, took up positions behind the fuming werewolf to be safe.

"Ah, what is Poppy doing away from her wing? Someone is needed to heal young Harry from his little accident." Dumbledore's too cheerful words were met with looks of utter disbelief tinges with rage, and if ever his sanity wasn't already in question it would have been at that very moment.

"Surely you cannot believe that this was an accident?" Snape finally said, managing to get the words out before everyone else, "We all saw what happened."

Dumbledore shook his head sadly, James and Rose smirked but Lily just looked at the floor with her shoulders hunched.

"Quidditch is a dangerous game, terrible things happen."

"You're insane, she slammed in to him and kicked his broom away." Sirius spat.

"The snotty brat clearly hasn't got any talent on a broom if he can't take a small nudge, you didn't see Rosie falling from her broom and having such a fuss made out of it." James sneered and Remus lunged only to be yanked back by the two men behind, he was snarling and growling with glowing amber eyes and James stepped back in alarm.

"Keep that beast away from me, it isn't only the boy who has got problems."

As Remus was being restrained there was no one to stop Sirius pulling back his fist and smacking it straight in to James' face, Sirius didn't stop there, he tackled James to the floor and kept punching him until James fought back. It turned in to a full brawl until Dumbledore flicked his wand and pushed them forcefully away from each other, Sirius had a cut lip and a bruise appearing on his jaw but James was a mess: his nose was bleeding, his lip was split, both his eyes were starting to swell and he spat out a tooth.

"Gentlemen, this is unnecessary." Dumbledore told them.

"Lils, fix this for me." James snapped and only Snape noticed the flinch the fiery red head gave, he narrowed his eyes and took in his ex-best friend's appearance; there was something off with her but he couldn't put his finger on it. Just then the hospital doors opened and out stepped Narcissa, who managed to silence all arguments and growling instantly with her mere appearance.

Gone was the elegant Lady Malfoy, and in her place stood a woman who looked like she had just come from battle healing. Her robes were torn, the arms gone where they had obviously been severed off in haste, and splattered in blood and potions, staining them permanently. Her long blonde hair was slung on of her head haphazardly, strands falling down her face crushed with blood and her usually unblemished face was flushed and smeared with blood. She looked exhausted and her face was completely blank, even if her eyes shone with emotion.

"He's in a coma, but I have managed to stabilise him." She told them, "I cannot say if he will ever wake." Her voice wavered only once as she broke the news to Sirius and Remus. Sirius made a sound between a whimper and a groan as his cousin told him his son might not make it, stumbling in to the hospital and coming to an abrupt halt when he caught sight of his son.

Harrison was lead deathly still and pale as a ghost, the only indication that he was even still alive was the glowing ball of green light indicating his stable life force. Remus released a pained whine and went over to the bed jolting Sirius in to moving slowly over, he shakily reached to picked up Harry's hand; it was cold.

"I need – I…" He couldn't seem to find the words to speak, his mind couldn't process what was happening.

"It was touch and go," Narcissa admitted quietly, "I did everything I could, but something so severe…"

"Honestly, it can't be that bad. He only fell." James 'whispered' and before anyone could react, there was a resounding slap as Narcissa's hand connected with James' already bruised face.

"You foul, loathsome creature." She hissed, making a recoil as the sheer hatred in her voice. "Don't you dare stand there when your pathetic child is the reason my nephew is lying on the brink of death. Don't you dare stand there and insinuate that this is anything less serious to get your pathetic spawn off the hook. He only fell. Next time you only fall, Potter, I expect you to also have your spine broken in three places, the back of your skull shattered, your ribs splinter and have two embed themselves in your lungs, filling them with your own blood so you're drowning and there is nothing you can do about it because nearly every other bone in your body is fractured, broken on chipped. Next time you only fall you better pray to Lady Magic herself that you gain the same injuries or so help me Merlin I will give you them myself."

During her speech, which had risen in volume and anger, she had backed the alarmed Potter Lord in to the wall and was nearly nose to nose with him. Her magic had flared in her anger, rippling in warning and reminding everyone though she may be the epitome of Pureblood Lady, she was born of the House of Black and she was taught with the best of them.

Behind her, both Sirius and Draco had gained a greenish tinge around their faces, while Lily and Remus had gone a greyish white colour both looking at Harry as if physically wounded. Lily looked as if she wanted to go to him, but something was holding her back and both her hands were shaking. Narcissa, once she felt she had glared James in to utter silence, turned and walked back to her husband, gently rubbing her son's back from where he was set on Lucius' hip.

"You may leave now, gentlemen. Take the child with you." Narcissa informed them coldly, not sparing them a look, obviously expecting her words to be followed. Knowing a bad time when it slapped him in the face, James turned and led Rosina out of the Hospital wing following Dumbledore, but he noticed Lily wasn't behind them and stopped.

"Come on, Lils," He called sharply, making the woman jump and turn to look at him with wide eyes.

"I do not believe Lily falls in to the category of gentlemen and child, Potter, or have you lost all intelligence?" Lucius said cuttingly, and James flushed, glaring at him before turning the same expression on his wife.

"She doesn't want to stay with the brat." He snapped, "Do you, Lily?"

She seemed to slump, casting one more longing glance at Harrison before leaving without a word. Narcissa watched her leave with confusion, there was something strange there, and she couldn't put her finger on it. For now she brushed it aside, they had to focus on Harrison.

"When will we know?" Remus asked quietly, gently stroking his cub's dark hair.

"It depends, tonight is crucial but he will still be in danger for at least a week." Narcissa sighed and Remus nodded, Sirius swallowed hard; they were in for a long night.

"I must go to my Snakes," Severus murmured, "They will be restless."

"I'll come with you," Draco decided, his voice surprisingly calm.

"Are you sure?" Lucius wondered and Draco looked him straight in the eye.

"Slytherins take care of their own."

Lucius nodded, a proud look in his eye and he set his son down and allowed him to leave with his Godfather. The pair of them walked in silence down to the dungeons and straight to the Slytherin House rooms. Every member of Slytherin was in the common room and the noise was most unusual for the normally reserved House, and it was obvious all of them were furious. As soon as they caught sight of their Head of House silence blanketed the room, all of them righting themselves and giving him their full attention in a sign of respect.

"Today, one of our own was attacked and put in to the hospital wing," Severus said, his voice perfectly even. The Slytherins seemed to hiss at the reminder, sharing dark looks before focusing back on their Head.

"I will not lie to you and ease the truth of the situation: Harrison Black is in a coma and may not make it through the night."

Silence.

Not the respectful lack of noise presented to their Head of House, but complete and utter deathly silence, filled with horrified disbelief as almost the entire House looked at the man with wide eyes.

"He sustained numerous injuries. Lady Malfoy has worked on him the best she could but she can offer no guarantees."

If anything, his words made the silence grow stronger. It was a well-known fact, amongst those informed that the Lady Malfoy was one of the best healers of her generation, and the Dark Lord's own battle healer for those who truly knew. If she had been unable to give a guarantee of his survival it was a whole lot worse than any of them could have even imagined.

"The Headmaster has deemed these happenings as an accident."

For the third time since he got there, a resounding silence hit the room, though Severus knew it was only a matter of seconds before this one was broken. He was proven correct when the entire House seemed to burst in to outraged protests, exclaimed over how it was very clearly not an accident. Severus allowed them their outrage, feeling his own bubbling under the skin; one of his Snakes could be dead. Severus had never lost a student, be it withdrawal, illness or transfer, and the thought he might lose one to a death was filling him with a feeling a nausea. Not only was it just one of his students, but it was his best student, dare he say his favourite student (being that Draco was his Godson of course). Snape brought his attentions outwards again when he heard Pucey, who was sat with a murderous looking Flint, shout out "What are we going to do about this? She cannot go unpunished!"

The loud conversations turned to low murmurs of discussed plans, each of them looking around eagerly to see if someone had the perfect idea to make Rosina Potter suffer. Severus knew, deep down, that he had somewhat of a moral obligation to stop his House from attacking the girl, but it was very very very very very deep down and he knew should he even attempt to suggest that they lay off he would be ignored and probably shunned. As it was, he was neither stupid nor particularly bothered by the fact that Potter's next few days were going to turn in to something of a nightmare; she had attempted to kill Harrison and Slytherins took care of theirs.

"We are going to make her wish she had never survived the killing curse."

Severus almost didn't recognise his Godson's voice, it was the coldest he had ever heard the boy speak and it was as sharp a blades. The mask the boy had on his face would be one Lucius would find difficult to uphold in such a state, his eyes were like chips of ice and his face could have been made of marble. Severus wondered if it was possible that his Godson would become a murder at the age of eleven. Everyone had turned to listen to the Malfoy Heir, quite a feat given the fact that he was merely a first year. Of course, he was the Malfoy Heir, Heir to one of the most influential Houses in their world, let alone in Slytherin. Add that to the fact that he was best friends with Harrison, he was someone worth listening to.

"I will take my leave," Severus intoned, "If I do not know, I cannot answer. Be aware, we are Slytherin. Even if they know its you, do not get caught." He looked around at them all, managing to find a touch of amusement at some of the offended looks he caught at his words, before leaving the room. Draco moved to a more central position, casting his eyes around the room and finding himself pleased at the determination he could see.

"Rosina Potter dared attack one of our own, not only an attack but a lethal one; Harrison might die." Draco almost choked whilst saying the mere words; he hoped, prayed and begged Lady Magic to make sure that didn't happen; it couldn't be time for Harrison to die yet! "We are going to make her suffer for it. Anyone who is with her will pay, anyone who tries to help her will pay, and anyone speaking ill of Harrison will pay."

The room broke out in to smirks, groups quickly coming together to make plans for what things they could do to Rosina, make it obvious why it had happened but still get away as innocent.

"If we're going to make her truly suffer we need to work out a way to get in to the tower." Flint pointed out, "Something that will probably be difficult with Potter protecting his spawn."

"We should be able to get away with following and listening in to one of the younger years under a disillusion." Pucey pointed out, "They won't know what to look for."

"We can split that between but, as soon as we have access in to the tower…" Draco trailed off, his mind throwing an obvious but disgustingly brilliant idea to the front of his thoughts and a slow smirk came to his face. Anyone who knew Lucius Malfoy would recognise that look, it was an expression that said he had been uncommonly smart and someone was going to suffer because of it.

"I can get us in to the tower." Draco stated.

"How, Malfoy?" Flint questioned and the blond eyed him.

"Do you trust that I would never ever let her get away with what she has done to Harrison?" He asked the Captain, knowing what he was about to do was incredibly risky but going to be incredibly worth it.

"Of course,"

"Then give me ten minutes." Draco said, turning and striding up to his dorm and grabbing the map from Harry's warded drawer. The Black Heir had told Draco he was welcome to use the map whenever he wanted and he could not think of a better time to use it without Harrison present. He left, nodding to the Slytherins as he slipped out of the corridor and activated the map, his mercury eyes flashing across the worn parchment. He felt his eyebrow rise and he caught sight of the names he was looking for, they were a lot closer than he would have expected and he hurried off to meet them, keeping his eyes trained on the map so no one could sneak up on him. He had to be careful too, no one other than a Slytherin could see him meet with them, and even then he had to be careful with the Snakes after everything had happened.

"Malfoy,"

"We had hoped you would leave soon,"

Draco was very shocked at the sound of their voices, not that they made him jump, but the fact that they were colder than he had thought possible for the two menaces.

"Twins," He greeted. They stepped out of the shadows and if he wasn't feeling the same way then he probably would have flinched at the dark expressions on their faces; he had never seen the Weasley twins look so serious.

"How is he?" Fred asked quietly, his voice lined with concern.

"We do not know if he will make it through the night." Draco answered somewhat stiltedly. The Twins exchanged quite vicious looks, seemingly having a conversation with each other in a glance and nodding as one.

"We're your inside help." George told him, "Anything you need done in the tower, we'll get it done. If you need to get in to the tower, we can make it happen."

"We know this is going to be pushed aside. She's Rosina Potter, she couldn't have possibly done something so awful." The amount of derision in Fred's words was quite impressive and Draco felt himself relaxing. Everyone knew the twins were not people you wanted to go up against, while they help no political power and came from a family of blood traitors, they had gained their own respect. They were good with their wands and had been complimented by Snape himself for their work in Potions, granted it had been one time and it hadn't been to their faces, but it was known in Slytherin. To know that they were on their side, Harrison's side, was not only a relief, but a welcome pleasure.

"You'll need to be prepared, too." Draco warned them, "Slytherin is after her and anyone who is with her."

"Good, its nothing less than she deserves." They decided, then George blinked.

"When you say 'Slytherin'…" He trailed off, his tone asking the question his words didn't.

"The entire House is after her," Draco confirmed and they exchanged another one of their looks.

"Why all of them?"

"Slytherin House rules," Draco answered, "We take care of our own anyway, but Rosina Potter is a particularly dark spot. She and her father make it even more difficult for us Snakes, and then she went and attacked Harry. Not only is he our star player for our team, but he is one of the leading Slytherins. He's the top of our year, brings in more points than we could ever lose and he's the Black Heir; he is under the fullest of protections."

"We had heard about the apparent rules of Slytherin, Bill and Charlie had mentioned it, being friends with some Snakes." Fred mused, "We didn't expect it this strongly though."

"Who's going to look after us if we don't?" Draco pointed out wryly, and they twins had to admit that it was the disgusting truth.

"We had always wondered why none of the little Snakes were ever alone. I guess that falls under taking care of your own?"

"We present a united front." Draco allowed, "Are you ready to begin working with the House of the cunning?"

"It would be our honour," They answered. The three of them shared rather dark smirks before turning and vanishing back further in to the dungeons, Draco had no qualms about showing them to the common room, he had come to quite like the twins over the course of the year and he knew that once the rest of the House heard him out they would also agree with him. He would put money on the twins being part Slytherin anyway, they were way to sneaking to be pure Lion. The wall slid open for him, and he still didn't know how Harry had made that happen, and he walked in, immediately receiving silence as the rest of the House took in who was with him.

"Malfoy! What in Merlin's name are you thinking?" Flint exclaimed, torn between outrage and alarm.

"These are our way in to the Gryffindor tower." He said coolly.

"Why would they help us? They're Gryffindor, they are probably here to spy on us for the Girl-Wonder." Pucey spat, and Draco knew that would not be well received. The twins, who had previously been looking around the common room with undisguised awe, and admiring the unity the Slytherin House was showing as they saw the groups formed, suddenly turned their now cold eyes on to Pucey and Flint.

"You can accuse us of doing and being many things." George got out, his voice hard.

"But do not ever accuse us of working for that." Fred continued, spitting out the last word and making it blatantly apparent who they were taking about. Many of the Slytherins found themselves very surprised, it was well known that the House of Potter was very close with the House of Weasley, but apparently that wasn't the whole truth. It had been wondered, by many of the older years who had seen the twins regularly and heard of their work, which was decidedly difficult since they were rarely caught actually doing anything, if they had been sorted in to the right House at all.

"Harry is our friend." George told them all quietly.

"We won't let this pass as an accident."

"I'm still not sure," Flint muttered and Draco raised an eyebrow.

"Would you want them after you? Would you find it at all beneficial to your continued health and sanity?" Draco asked him seriously. The twins flashed Flint identical teeth filled grins and the Quidditch Captain barely kept in his shudder.

"No," He relented and if anything the twins' grins stretched.

"Neither will Rosina Potter."

"Welcome, demon twins, to Slytherin." Flint said to them, and, for the slightest of moments, Draco wondered if he had just made the biggest mistake of his life because they expressions on the twins faces was positively unholy. But then he brushed that aside and took up a seat next to them to start planning; she would pay for what she had done to Harry.

They planned for hours, anything and everything was put on the table to see if it was possible and it became very apparent that the twins had quite the nasty streak, or they did in regards to Rosina Potter anyway. They had agreed to even the wildest of suggestions, adding their own to make them worse. When dinner arrived, the twins were all but bowed out of the Slytherin House, with an invitation to come back and they agreed the meeting point was the Potions Classroom; there was no suspicion there.

"Remember," Flint called, helping organise the Slytherins with the prefects, "We present a united front. We go as a House and we leave as a House; we are Slytherin."

As one, the Slytherin House approached the Great Hall, the doors were pushed open and they entered silently. It was a spectacle. The first years came first led by Draco Malfoy, then the second years followed by third, fourth, fifth, sixth then closing the group were the seventh years, each and everyone had a blank mask on their faces, nothing was given away and the walked to their table and sat down as one. There rest of the Great Hall watched in shock, they had never seen anything like it and Severus, who had to leave the hospital due to dinner, looked at his House in complete pride and approval. Dumbledore rose to his feet with a gentle smile on his face, projecting the perfect calm.

"I know some of you are wondering about the terrible accident that occurred in the Quidditch pitch this afternoon-," He was cut off by the low hissing that suddenly arose from the House of Snakes, it was clear why they had their name by the sounds they were making and even their flag was twisting furiously as the collective House Magic reflected their unified outrage.

"I would like you to know that Mr Potter-," He was cut off again but this time by Snape who had his death glare directed at the Headmaster.

"Mr Black, Headmaster,"

Dumbledore wore an apologetic look.

"My apologies, Mr Black, is recovering, and be this as a reminder that Quidditch is a dangerous game; accidents do happen."

Both Rose and James Potter smirked which, unfortunately for them, didn't go unnoticed by the Slytherins, every Snake turned a murderous glare at the pair, who recoiled. Flint, who was sat in the centre of the fifth years, stood looking directly at Rosina Potter, there was no emotion on his face as he stared at her and only when she shifted uncomfortably did he speak.

"You have harmed one of our own." He stated to the silent hall, "The attack will not go unpunished." Flint nodded to the table and they stood as one, this time the 7th years led out and the whole House vanished without eating, the promise was clear; prepare for repercussions.


As soon as dinner was over, Snape was back in the hospital wing to tell them of the happenings, it was silent as he entered, Sirius and Remus were just gazing at Harry through dead eyes and the Malfoys were silently comforting each other. Severus walked over and stood at then end of his bed.

"Dumbledore is still labelling this as an accident." He told them quietly.

"The man is going to allow her to go unpunished for nearly killing my son." Sirius stated, not taking his eyes from Harrison's still form.

"Dumbledore will but the Slytherin's won't."

"There is not much they can do." Sirius sighed but Lucius, Narcissa and Severus smirked.

"You were not in our House, Sirius, our mechanisms are a lot different to every other House and Flint has already thrown down the promise."

The blonde heads snapped to Snape in shock.

"What?"

"They entered in form, and when Dumbledore called it a terrible accident Flint stood in the centre of the table and stated the attack would not go unpunished, they left in form after it had been issued."

"The came in form?" Lucius repeated shocked.

"Not only did they come in form but they did everything in perfect form, every single one of them, it was something to see Luc, they even hissed as one." Snape shook his head and the Malfoys blinked a few times.

"Good Merlin, I almost feel sorry for Gryffindor."

"I think we are missing something." Remus said speaking for the first time, he had got the wolf under control and was relatively calm.

"In Slytherin there are rules that must be followed. You will never see a Snake on their own even if they are hated in the House, you will never see a Slytherin arguing or fighting with another Slytherin outside the common room, you will never see a Slytherin disagreeing with another Slytherin outside the common room it just isn't done. And the key one, the most crucial one we stand by is Slytherin take care of their own. To attack a Slytherin is to attack all they Slytherins and that is not something that we let go, I believe it was the Dark Lord who put these rules in place." Snape explained.

"But what about when we were in school?" Sirius pointed out and Severus exchanged smirks with Lucius.

"We are Slytherins, we don't retaliate in the open." Lucius said.

"Remember after 5th year, you came down with a simply awful problem?" Snape asked and Sirius eyes widened then he winced, he had had a serious problem with himself but he had placed the blame on the other marauders who were pissed at him.

"That was you?" Sirius gasped alarmed and Snape smirked.

"You didn't honestly believe I would let that go? I am the youngest Potions Master in the world and by then I was well on my way to becoming a Master, it was a handy creation made just for you."

Sirius looked at him in a new light, he hastily shuffled away and Remus snickered.

"That was only my friends who helped with that, this is the entire house and as an open promise has been issued, Rosina Potter is in for some hell."

Sirius smirked.

"And they will have inside help." He murmured looking at Remus who grinned.

"What do you mean?" Narcissa asked.

"Harry and your son are very close friends with persons who could make Rosina's life in the tower not worth living, and knowing them they will be all for helping."

Narcissa looked confused as did Lucius, Snape frowned before his eyes widened slightly.

"Oh Merlin, they're friends with them!"

There was nothing reassuring in the marauders grins and Snape shuddered.

"Who is it?"

"It seems your son and Harrison have made nice with the Weasley twins." Snape told them and Lucius swallowed, he had seen personally some of there work.

"The school is going to descend in to hell."

All of them smirked: it would make an interesting watch.


Things kicked off at breakfast the next morning. Again the Slytherins entered as one and sat down to eat, their backs almost painfully straight and every Pureblood mannerism that had been bred and read in to them was being presented for all to see. They didn't speak ones, communicating with small gestures and tilts of their heads. Snape honestly had never been prouder of his House, they looked absolutely impeccable, even the first years were perfect.

The mail soared in and even then the Slytherins didn't once break their reserve, merely setting aside their plates in time for their packages and letters to be presented to them. However, it wasn't them that captured the Hall's interest that time, here was a letter for Rosina and she opened it with a grin, which quickly turned in to a look of horror. She lost all colour in her face, with a terrified shriek she threw down the letter and ran from the room, people started whispering and James rushed after her, he picked up the letter and frowned; it was blank.

He went out after her but before he had even left she screamed loudly and ran back in, she was crying and went straight to her dad who picked her up and carried her away making soothing noises, she was muttering about the snakes getting her and the Slytherins held back smirks. Flint had found a spell that made the person see their worst fear everywhere they went, the longer it was on the stronger it got and by the end of the day Potter should be seeing everyone as walking snakes. Rosina was twitchy all day, it was obvious the spell was getting worse much to the Slytherins' delight, and little spells were directed at her, her bag split numerous of times, things exploded and in potions her cauldron melted covering her in vile smelling potion that created nasty sores all over her; she ran out crying.

"This is all because of you and that idiot Black." Weasley snapped following his friend out.

"I think you're all awful, it was clearly an accident." Hermione huffed going with them. The first year Snakes exchanged looks and nodded, Weasley and Granger would be joining Rosina. Draco went to go see Harry before dinner bringing Aressa with him, the snake had been hissing furiously so Draco had decided to bring her and place her on Harry's chest where she curled up. He was still out cold but he had a slightly healthier colour, Sirius and Remus had yet to move and their lessons were being covered by Narcissa, who had stepped up when Dumbledore said they would have to leave to teach.

"Anything?" Draco asked but Sirius shook his head.

"No,"

"He will get better."

"He has to." Sirius agreed. The glowing ball showing Harry's life was still bright, which was promising, and he had gotten through the night, there was nothing they could do but wait and in that time Draco intended to make Rosina wish she had never came to the school.

"What happened to Potter, I heard her scream from here."

Draco smirked.

"Just the beginning of a Slytherin retaliation."


For the rest of the week the school turned in to a war zone. The Slytherins were using everything to their advantage in making Rosina suffer, she had ended up in the hospital wing everyday at least twice along with Weasley and sometimes Granger. Whether it was embarrassment, pain or annoyance, there was nothing linking any of it back to the Slytherins even though it could not have been more obvious it was them. The longer Harry remained unconscious, the worse everything got, the House of Lions had starting hexing Slytherins in retaliation, which meant the Snakes turned their arsenal on the entire House; it was pandemonium.

The Professors didn't know what to do because the culprits couldn't be found and were never pointed out, the fights were becoming more and more violent and the neutral Houses were caught in the middle of it. The Gryffindors weren't careful to where they aimed or set their traps meaning innocent people got hit, that caused a rift between the innocent party and the Lions. The Ravenclaws who had been caught were brilliant allies for the Snakes, they knew so much and they Slytherins were able and willing to do it.

Fred and George had outdone themselves. Rosina didn't have a day where she wasn't pranked with high embarrassment, she had a different colour hair and skin daily and they had charmed her to confess humiliating facts about herself, the best one was when she stated in a loud voice in potions that she thought, with his new look, that Snape was simply gorgeous. The Slytherins had been paralyzed with laughter and Snape looked disgusted, she had fled with a red face and the story had spread like wildfire. James Potter could be seen crying in shame and it had Sirius and Remus in tears of laughter when the Potions Master informed them of the latest development whilst looking ill.

Lucius had also embraced his inner prankster and had been seen slipping the twins numerous potions and spells with brilliant effects on the Lions. One of them had singing Slytherin praises, literally. At breakfast the House had gotten to its feet and sang a stunning ballad on the greats of Slytherin, Snape and Malfoy had laughed themselves hoarse at the disgusted look on Potter's face and the horror from the House. What was puzzling Gryffindor was the attack from the inside, the twins had been clever and pranked themselves so suspicion was off of them; they had done this before, after all.

One morning the Gryffindors had woken to find their entire common room decorated Slytherin, the twins had let Draco, Flint, Pucey, Theo and Blaise in to the common room where they had changed it, Flint had also spelled it to last 2 days and if someone tried to change it back it would get worse. The latest of pranks had Rosina pinned to the wall with her things in ruins, painted green and silver with a message underneath never harm one or ours. James was the one who found his daughter at lunch and had flown in to a rage, he stormed in to the Great Hall and yelled at Snape.

"Your filthy House is responsible for this." He snarled and the Potions Master raised an eyebrow.

"Can you prove who it was?" He didn't deny that it was his House, he and Lucius had saw it as they walked passed, they were quite impressed by the work.

"I don't care but they need to be punished."

Snape raised the other eyebrow but turned to his House.

"Who was responsible for the terrible incident with Miss Potter?"

Looks were exchanged before Flint got to his feet and faced his Head of House.

"I did it." he said and before James could say anything thing Pucey stood.

"I did it." he was followed by Draco, then Theo and eventually the rest of the House, they were all stood looking at their Head of House looking slightly guilty.

Snape was finding it very difficult not to laugh at James who looked as if he wanted to explode and Lucius next to him really wasn't helping because the blond aristocrat was slowly going pink.

"Well Potter, they are your culprits." Snape drawled. James was so mad that he wasn't capable of words, he glared at Snape and stalked out. Severus and Lucius excused themselves from the hall and when they were safely away they allowed their laughter. They entered the hospital still chuckling, causing Sirius to look at them with raised eyebrows.

"Potter burst in because of the latest on his spawn demanding who was responsible and my entire House owned up for the crime." Severus explained.

"He looked as if he was going to explode and stormed out." Lucius snickered before composing himself, the only evidence of his previous amusement was the pink colour on his cheeks. Narcissa glided in with a smirk on her pretty face, she took a seat next to her husband and shook her head.

"You two are such children." She chided and they looked at her affronted. "I saw you leave to laugh, Lucius dear your face was practically glowing." She laughed lightly.

"Potter is still fuming but Lily doesn't seem to be anything, there's something wrong with her and I don't think it's anything good." Narcissa frowned.

"You have noticed also?" Snape asked and she nodded.

"She's- I don't know, I can't explain it." Narcissa said frustrated and Snape nodded.

"That is not the Lily Evans I knew."

"Keep an eye on her Severus, I have a bad feeling."

Snape nodded and Draco walked in, the blond sat down next to Harry with a sigh.

"What's the matter, Dragon?"

"This idiot needs to wake up! We're running out of ideas and we agreed we would keep it up until Harrison woke."

Sirius released a bark like laugh, the animagus didn't look too healthy himself, he had yet to leave Harry's bedside along with Remus.

"He is past the worst stages I hope but until he wakes I can do nothing."

"He's just being a prat." Draco prodded Harry's arm.

"Come on idiot, you've had people worried enough and your not allowed to die so hurry up and wake up."

"I don't think that will work, Draco." Lucius pointed out and his son glared at him.

"It might," he snapped. Draco, to the rest of the world was fine, but to those who knew him the fact Harry had yet to wake after a week was killing him.

"Come on, Harry, you can't die on me now, after all the work I've put in to your retribution and you're not going to see it, not likely."

The adults left him to it, if this is how he dealt with it then so be it. Draco continued to mutter things in Harry's ear and the adults sat back watching him, they could only hope Harry would wake soon.

So here's revised eleven, with just under 2k of changes. I've neatened out Harry's accident and the aftermath, which I do hope you like. For the new folk, I hope you like the plot twist I dropped in this! Please, let me know what you think.

Jess*