Disclaimer and Authors Note found in the first chapter.
-Chapter Fourteen-
It took Harry almost two whole months to sort out everything that had happened while he had been gone. Apparently his assistant had given birth to her baby, and he was stuck with some idiotic blonde that had rearranged everything; from the top-secret files on the top shelf to the very pencils on his desk. He had to go over all the missions Hermione had assigned and rearrange people and scenarios. He had to check the new recruits, the animals that were living inside the Headquarter, and he had to organize a team to start tracking down Voldemort. When a kid had appeared in the Headquarters they had thought that he had gone wrong, and had portkeyed him out of there, and hundreds of other small things where waiting for him.
When he was finished with those things, Colonel assigned him to help the Research Department decode a pyramid full of hieroglyphs. This discovery was made by a Muggle, in Alaska no less. He was popping from place to place, with barely time to take a five-minutes break. The thoughts of the bonding and Severus where pushed back into his mind, though there was an emptiness that he couldn't fill.
Then one day - Harry's first day off for several months - a letter came from Hogwarts. Something was going on at the school, and the teachers where powerless against it. The Forbidden Forest around the school was full of snakes, big and small. Some students even swore they had seen a nundu walking around the grounds one late night. Of course, when they where asked what they had been doing out late at night, those 'poor' students went speechless from 'horror' of the memory of what they had encountered. In other words, Hogwarts was asking for help, and Colonel decided to send his best agents.
Some days later, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Draco, Remus Lupin and his mate, Sirius Black, were seen walking up to the school from Hogsmeade. Harry with orders to do research on the hieroglyphs using Hogwarts' library.
As they got closer to the castle, Harry began to feel nervous. What was going to happen between himself and Severus? How was the older man going to react? No one could deny or ignore a bonding once it happened, but considering the fact that Harry and Severus had been at each others necks for years, and the fact that they both were too stubborn for their own good, both of them might as well try.
Hermione, Ron, Remus and Sirius knew about the situation from Draco, and the five of them swore that if was needed they where going to lock the two men in, without their wands, and let them stay there until they had agreed upon the bonding. Surprisingly this had been Sirius idea. Harry's godfather had changed a lot since he and Remus had gotten together, and the war had had a lot to do with it too.
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Hermione yawned, followed by Ron and Draco. They where in the library fifth day in a row, doing research. It was already eleven o' clock in the evening, and they were all tired. Peeves had woken them at five thirty in the morning with a bucket full of cold water. Harry was the only one who had remembered to put up wards against the poltergeist, and had managed to get more rest than the rest of the group.
Sirius and Remus where somewhere among the shelves, no one knowing if they actually were looking for books or doing something else. Draco was looking half dead in his chair, trying to keep his eyes open. Hermione's head was sliding out of the hand she had propped it up on, and Ron had completely given up on reading had had settled in a good position to get some sleep. Harry shook his head, and looked up as his godfather and Remus came back with two, thick, dusty books. His friends groaned.
"Listen guys," Harry said. "You go to bed. I'll manage here alone."
"I'm even too tired to argue." Ron said and got up with another groan.
"You sure Harry?" Hermione asked and Harry nodded. "Alright, see you tomorrow."
"Don't stay up too late, alright?" Sirius said before he and Remus left too, leaving Harry alone in the whole, big, library.
Harry worked for some time in the light of the four candles on the table, then he had to get up and find a book in the Restricted Section. He took one of the candles with him and set off to find the book about old Egyptian hexes and curses. Where was that blasted book? There! Typically it was on the shelf a few inches out of Harry's reach. And since Madame Pince had put a spell on all the books in the library, making it impossible for students, or anyone else for that mater, to use magic to get them down, Harry had to find another way.
Harry stretched for the book, but his fingers could barely touch it. He growled, cursing to himself colourfully in several languages and was about to try again when a hand stretched out from the darkness behind him, easily got hold of the book, and held it out in front of him. Harry suddenly became very aware of the body that was close enough to feel, the breath that tickled his neck and the hand with the book. Harry looked down at it as he took the book, and discovered a golden ring on the pale, elegant long fingers, the same as his.
"Need help Harry?" the voice came from somewhere besides his ear, a seducing, manipulative, dangerous, quiet purr. It took all of Harry's control to keep from shivering.
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-Chapter Fourteen-
It took Harry almost two whole months to sort out everything that had happened while he had been gone. Apparently his assistant had given birth to her baby, and he was stuck with some idiotic blonde that had rearranged everything; from the top-secret files on the top shelf to the very pencils on his desk. He had to go over all the missions Hermione had assigned and rearrange people and scenarios. He had to check the new recruits, the animals that were living inside the Headquarter, and he had to organize a team to start tracking down Voldemort. When a kid had appeared in the Headquarters they had thought that he had gone wrong, and had portkeyed him out of there, and hundreds of other small things where waiting for him.
When he was finished with those things, Colonel assigned him to help the Research Department decode a pyramid full of hieroglyphs. This discovery was made by a Muggle, in Alaska no less. He was popping from place to place, with barely time to take a five-minutes break. The thoughts of the bonding and Severus where pushed back into his mind, though there was an emptiness that he couldn't fill.
Then one day - Harry's first day off for several months - a letter came from Hogwarts. Something was going on at the school, and the teachers where powerless against it. The Forbidden Forest around the school was full of snakes, big and small. Some students even swore they had seen a nundu walking around the grounds one late night. Of course, when they where asked what they had been doing out late at night, those 'poor' students went speechless from 'horror' of the memory of what they had encountered. In other words, Hogwarts was asking for help, and Colonel decided to send his best agents.
Some days later, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Draco, Remus Lupin and his mate, Sirius Black, were seen walking up to the school from Hogsmeade. Harry with orders to do research on the hieroglyphs using Hogwarts' library.
As they got closer to the castle, Harry began to feel nervous. What was going to happen between himself and Severus? How was the older man going to react? No one could deny or ignore a bonding once it happened, but considering the fact that Harry and Severus had been at each others necks for years, and the fact that they both were too stubborn for their own good, both of them might as well try.
Hermione, Ron, Remus and Sirius knew about the situation from Draco, and the five of them swore that if was needed they where going to lock the two men in, without their wands, and let them stay there until they had agreed upon the bonding. Surprisingly this had been Sirius idea. Harry's godfather had changed a lot since he and Remus had gotten together, and the war had had a lot to do with it too.
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Hermione yawned, followed by Ron and Draco. They where in the library fifth day in a row, doing research. It was already eleven o' clock in the evening, and they were all tired. Peeves had woken them at five thirty in the morning with a bucket full of cold water. Harry was the only one who had remembered to put up wards against the poltergeist, and had managed to get more rest than the rest of the group.
Sirius and Remus where somewhere among the shelves, no one knowing if they actually were looking for books or doing something else. Draco was looking half dead in his chair, trying to keep his eyes open. Hermione's head was sliding out of the hand she had propped it up on, and Ron had completely given up on reading had had settled in a good position to get some sleep. Harry shook his head, and looked up as his godfather and Remus came back with two, thick, dusty books. His friends groaned.
"Listen guys," Harry said. "You go to bed. I'll manage here alone."
"I'm even too tired to argue." Ron said and got up with another groan.
"You sure Harry?" Hermione asked and Harry nodded. "Alright, see you tomorrow."
"Don't stay up too late, alright?" Sirius said before he and Remus left too, leaving Harry alone in the whole, big, library.
Harry worked for some time in the light of the four candles on the table, then he had to get up and find a book in the Restricted Section. He took one of the candles with him and set off to find the book about old Egyptian hexes and curses. Where was that blasted book? There! Typically it was on the shelf a few inches out of Harry's reach. And since Madame Pince had put a spell on all the books in the library, making it impossible for students, or anyone else for that mater, to use magic to get them down, Harry had to find another way.
Harry stretched for the book, but his fingers could barely touch it. He growled, cursing to himself colourfully in several languages and was about to try again when a hand stretched out from the darkness behind him, easily got hold of the book, and held it out in front of him. Harry suddenly became very aware of the body that was close enough to feel, the breath that tickled his neck and the hand with the book. Harry looked down at it as he took the book, and discovered a golden ring on the pale, elegant long fingers, the same as his.
"Need help Harry?" the voice came from somewhere besides his ear, a seducing, manipulative, dangerous, quiet purr. It took all of Harry's control to keep from shivering.
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