Voila, second chapter only 24 hours later :D

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Harry woke up and all around him was dark, lessons ended at five on a Friday and since he'd found himself a participant in the best sex of his life not soon after classes ended he would have fallen asleep early. He looked at his watch magically enhanced so he could read it easily in the dark. Ten past ten, supper was not long finished and he would be missed. Snape would be written off as brewing some potion but Harry realised he should go.

He swung his legs over the side of the bed, he didn't look at the sleeping potions master, it would make it harder to leave. He was about to get up to look for his boxers when an arm looped around his waist and stopped him, "And where are you going."

"Back to my dormitory before I'm missed," Harry replied, still not looking at Severus.

"Oh no your not," Severus gave a tug and Harry fell backwards, his head bounced on the soft mattress and he found himself looking up into Snape's face. A small stream of moonlight fell through a gap in the curtains covering a magic window that allowed Harry to see the outlines of his lovers face.

"And why not?" Harry pouted.

"Because, I'm not finished with you yet," Severus smirked and Harry had just enough time to go 'wa?' before his mouth was otherwise engaged and a hand had curled around his member, torturing it with slow movements. Harry moaned and curled his arms around his lover's neck. "You'll stay here tonight," he said matter-of-factly as he brought Harry to completion again.

"But my dorm mates will ask after me," Harry protested.

"You had detention with me," Severus replied.

Harry smirked, "If this is what detention is going to be like from now on I will never behave in potions again."

"Don't get any ideas Harry," Severus replied, smirking back.

"You shouldn't get too used to calling me that," Harry said, "I can't afford for you to slip up."

"I am not that feeble minded," protested Severus.

"Of course not but better safe than sorry."

"They're going to find out someday."

Harry went silent after that, not looking at him. Severus turned Harry's face towards him by the chin and kissed him, "Don't worry."

"I'm not worried," Harry replied.

"You're just worried that they'll scream and curse you and things will go back to the way they were." Severus gripped his wand in a flash and fired at the dark haired girl who was now floating by his bed. The stunner went right through her and she looked up with a raised eyebrow at Harry, "Now he can see me too?"

"Huh?" Harry looked from Mira to Severus, "Can you see her?"

"What do you mean 'can I see her', of course I can see her," Severus answered sounding affronted.

Harry blinked, "It's rude to fire spells through people," he said then burst out laughing. Mira look at him and shook her head grinning then she noticed the state of both men…in a bed.

She smirked, "I see ignorance worked."

"Like a charm," Harry replied recovering from his laughing fit.

Severus looked between the two, "You planned this?" he demanded.

"Hell yes," Snape looked livid, "I'm a Slytherin aren't I?" Snape opened his mouth but Harry silenced him by covering his mouth with his own.

"Anyway, Mira meet Severus, Severus meet Mira," Harry said making hand gestures from one to the other. Mira bowed awkwardly in mid air but Severus just raised an eyebrow. "Question, why are you here in the middle of the night?" Harry asked.

"Well, if this plan hadn't worked you'd probably be too upset to get through to me and if it had I figured it would be a site to see," she sighed, "it's a pity I didn't think to bring a camera."

"That would have just been mean," Harry scowled.

"True, true, but anyway, I have to go."

"Wait a minute," Mira looked at Harry, "there's a masquerade winter ball, do you think you could make it?"

"In this form or solid form?" Mira asked looking anxious.

"Solid?" Harry asked tentatively.

"Harry, the last time we tried we newly blew me up, I have no desire to repeat such activities," Mira pouted and crossed her arms in a mock huff.

"It didn't hurt you though," Harry argued.

"That's not the point," she replied. Severus could only watch the exchange between the two teens in silence.

"Can you at least look into it?" Harry's eyes got bigger and tear filled.

Mira looked at him, "Only girls can do that face, you just look constipated," Harry glared at her, she sighed, "Alright fine, I'll look into it but no promises." With that she vanished and Harry and Severus were left alone.

"Who exactly was that?" Severus demanded.

"It told you, she's Mira," Severus looked at him pointedly, "Alright fine, she the female form of me from another dimension who defeated her version of Lord Voldemort at the age of fourteen and now pulls all the strings in her world, like a mini goddess."

Severus looked at him like he didn't believe him, "Fine don't believe me," Harry moaned flopping down on his side, back to Severus.

"It's a little hard to do so," Severus replied calmly. Harry stuck his tongue out at him, "Unless you intend on using that I suggest you put it away."

"And what, pray tell, would I use it on?" Harry asked slyly, smirking at Severus who smirked back.

"Why don't you use your imagination?"

Safe to say neither had much sleep that night.

---Morning---

Everyone was talking about the upcoming masquerade, it was anyone ask anyone but all the girls were waiting for guys to ask them and chatting about their dresses and what colour they were going to wear and where in Hogsmeade they could get a dress. Harry got many batting eyelashes sent his way and Draco Malfoy, who seemed to have taken a liking to him, smirked at him whenever the girls did so. Harry ignored him.

"So, where were you last night?" Draco asked, "You didn't come back to the dorm of the common room apparently, the first time anyone saw you was at breakfast."

"Snape gave me detention," Harry said, trying to sound indignant.

Draco blinked then smirked, "What type of detention are we talking Stevens."

Harry glared at him, "The scrubbing caldrons kind," he answered and then he stormed off to the library leaving Draco in no doubt where Harry had been and what Harry had been up to.

"Hey Rafael," Harry turned to see Hermione Granger coming up to him.

"Hey, um, Hermione," she smiled at him.

"So, are you going to the ball with anyone?" she asked.

"Don't know yet," he replied, Hermione nodded, she didn't press for details nor did she go on to tell him about her plans. For two reasons, one, they weren't what you would call good friends and two she wasn't that kind of girl, by asking she was simply making polite conversation. They parted ways in the library, Hermione went off to research something for Herbology and Harry went to find a nice dark corner to brood in. He was terribly bored, with no way to get out of the castle unnoticed he couldn't parade around as Nanashi quashing Death Eaters and with all his homework done and having read ahead in all his classes and self-taught himself half the ones he wasn't taking he really didn't have anything to do. He wasn't like Hermione, he couldn't bury himself in the same book a million and one times and not get bored of it, he couldn't bury himself in books period. He liked learning but not reading.

"I thought I saw you come in here," Harry jumped and turned to look at the speaker. It was Michael. "I can see her too you know," Michael said.

"I guess it would be silly of me to deny her existence then?" Harry grinned and Michael nodded.

"There was something I wanting to talk to you about actually," Michael said.

"Go on."

"Well, I talked to her and I said she had a nice name and she asked, 'as nice as Harry?' I found it strange that the name she should mention was the name of my older brother and have the same eyes as mum and black hair. She reminded me of pictures I'd seen of my brother and the fact that she only appears around you. Nanashi appeared and saved me after you left the hall, I saw you and I watched you." Michael was watching him intently and by now Harry had realised where this was heading.

"Nanashi's an elemental, you're an elemental and mum said to me Harry had tried to burn me once. I didn't believe her, he looked way too nice, and according to ministry records my brother disappeared the same night Nanashi appeared. Ginny followed Nanashi out of the hall and for the next couple of weeks was stalking you and then all of a sudden she looses interest. I asked her, and she said she'd asked you a question about charms, which is odd considering she has no problems with charms she excels in fact." Michael scowled.

"Elizabeth has no talents what so ever but you, you're abilities are famous which means I have just one thing to ask you… are you my brother?"

Harry sat in silence for a minute, should he tell Michael? He nodded. Michael's face lit up like a light bulb and he jumped on Harry. Harry was stunned, "I knew it, I knew you were alive, I just knew."

"Can't…breathe," Harry spluttered as Michael hugged him tighter and tighter.

"Oh sorry," Michael jumped backwards, "Oh, I've got to tell mum and dad, they'll be so happy."

No wait," Harry grabbed Michael's wrist, "You can't tell anyone understand?"

"But they missed you," Michael's eyes filled with tears.

"That's isn't the point, a time will come when I'll tell them but not yet, they aren't ready yet," Harry explained, "you must try and understand Michael, there are reasons why I ran away-"

"Ran away?" Michael looked shocked, "mum and dad said you were kidnapped."

"See my point?" Michael nodded.

"I won't tell, I promise."

"Good, but if you want to talk to someone about it, Hermione Granger and Snape know," Harry told him.

"Snape, why did you tell him?"

"He sort of figured it out," Harry said shifting a little nervously there was no question that Michael was bright, the last thing Harry needed was Michael figuring out that the potions master, his dad's mortal enemy was screwing his older brother. Oh what a twisted life he led.

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Enjoy the update and keep reviewing...to be honest, it was the reviews I was receiving months after abandoning this story that made me re-read it (I've lost the original file) to find out what was so good about this story that they were still reviewing after I'd made it perfectly clear that I'd moved on. Upon re-reading this story I remembered all the things I had planned to write and so here it comes ladies and gents.