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Chapter 4
" w-what?" Harry said.
" ha , ha Potter, scared you again didn't I ?" sniggered Malfoy.
" shove off Malfoy" Harry said irritably. He turned to go but bumped into somebody. Rubbing his head he looked up to see Snape towering menacingly over him.. He felt like murdering Malfoy at this moment.
" oop's" said Malfoy, still sniggering, " I guess that Severus was there after all"
" I'll get you" Harry muttered.
" I'm sure you will" said Malfoy half heartedly.
" I see that you took it upon yourself to invade my privacy just little bit more" said Snape, his sarcasm oozing more than usual. Harry didn't argue, he had had four years of experience which told himt hat argueing with Snape was a losing battle.. Right now he had to find a way out of this. If Snape had really sent him the truth potion., he was in big, big trouble.
" Snape? I mean professor, I have to go to my room now" with that Harry ran up to his room, determined not to come out until the truth potion wore off.
When he closed the door behind him, Harry let out a sigh of relief. He didn't even want to imagine what would happen if Snape asked him questions under the effect of the truth potion. He would write for help to Ron. Maybe he could do something. Or even Sirius. He flopped down on the bed. He wasn't going to go down the next day, or the day after that was possible. He would write to Ron and Hermione to send him some food. Harry picked up the letters he had written from the floor, added a PS asking his friends to send him food and explaining the situation he was in. He then send the letters off with Hedwig.
Harry kept his vow, the next day he didn't go downstairs. Going hungry was better than Snape knowing what he and his friends had really been up to during their 4 years at Hogwarts. He decided to check whether the truth potion had worn off by asking himself questions.
" do I have a crush on Hermione?" he himself aloud. Say no, Harry, say no.
" yes" he found himself saying.
" damn!" Harry cursed. He prayed that Hedwig would return. He didn't think he could last without food for so long. He decided that he would go down later that night. He jumped when he heard a knock at his door.
" Potter, I think you should come down" it was Malfoy's voice.
" what you think, doesn't matter to me" Harry answered.
" I don't mind if you starve Potter, But Snape doesn't want anyone to think that he's starving you"
"and why is Snape so concerned?" asked Harry curiously.
" I think that your godfather is coming to visit tomorrow, Snape doesn't want a mentally unbalanced man to think that he is starving his only god son does he?"
mentally unbalanced, harry thought bitterly. They should look at themselves first.
" keep dreaming Malfoy, I'm not coming down"
" fine" He said and harry could hear his footsteps Diaspora. Harry stared out of the window, his stomach rumbling. Was he imagining it or was a large black dot become bigger?. 'About time' Harry thought as Hedwig collapsed on Harry's bed.
"Wow" Harry said as he saw why Hedwig was so exhausted. He read Ron's letter.
Hi Harry,
this was all I could get, mum worked really hard for this. But I guess it's worth it, we don't want Snape finding out what we were up to would we? I'll write a longer letter later, I don't think Hedwig will manage to carry a heave letter along with all the food.
Ron.
Mrs.Weasly had indeed outdone herself. There were 4 pies of different kinds, 2 hue chocolate pies and loads and loads of candy and chocolate. Harry took a big bite of the cake and read hermione's letter, who also had also sent a big parcel. He didn't think Hermione would like if Snape found out she had stolen form his office back in second ear.
Dear Harry,
I got as much as I could. I have sent you some nutritious food, I can imagine what kind of food Ron has given you. I'll write to you about Snape and Malfoy's father later.
Bye. Lotsaluv
Hermione.
Harry felt much better after reading Hermione's letter. He was about to open Hermione's food parcel, when Snape's jarring voice echoed through the room
" Potter, I have had enough if your behaviour, you're coming down now"
" it's 'k, Professor, I have food"
" so you wrote letters to your friends did you?" said Snape softly, but harry was able to hear every word. He had assumed right that he had told Ron and Hermione about Snape's affair with Draco's mother.
" yes" said Harry, barely audible.
" I see, but you will have to come down Potter, I don't want to have you shut in your room."
" I have food"
" try to be sociable Potter"
" with Malfoy and you?"
" do you want me to break this door down?"
" no"
" then come for dinner"
" listen, Professor, I have food, so why bother." Harry could almost see Snape fuming on the other side of the door.
" you're right Potter, why bother, but right now, we have someone for dinner... it's not your godfather" said Snape, as if he could read Harry's mind.
" who is it then?"
" it's Lucius Malfoy"
" oh"
" listen Potter, if he thinks anything suspicious is going on, he won't hesitate to tell the Dark Lord, so I think it's best if you come down"
" but the truth potion" said Harry quietly.
" I'll try not to ask you any questions.. concerning Hogwarts" said Snape. Harry knew that it had taken him a lot of trouble to say that.
"OK" said Harry doubtfully.
" dress properly and come down" Snape snapped. In 5 minutes Harry was down, hoping that this wasn't just a stupid trick to make him come below. But Harry knew that Snape wouldn't joke about things like Voldemort. He saw that Malfoy Junior and senior were chatting quietly, Snape was gazing at Harry and motioned him to sit down. Harry took a place between Draco and Snape, opposite Lucius Malfoy. Harry felt both awkward and uncomfortable. In other circumstances he wouldn't be caught dead sitting between his enemies from Hogwarts. He couldn't decide who he hated the most, Snape or Draco. He weighed how much harm they had both done him and his friends. It was impossible to decide to Harry sat an equal distance from them. At least he didn't need to sit near Lucius Malfoy, one of the death eaters who had laughed when Harry was under the crucatuis curse. Harry shuddered slightly when the memory's of what had happened during the triwizard tournament swam in front if his eye's as fresh as ever. He felt his scar twinge a bit.
" thinking of anything Harry?" asked Lucius. Harry tried not to look at him hatefully. He would have wanted to say 'no' but instead he said
" yes" oh god, Harry thought. This wasn't happening. Before Lucius could ask 'what were you thinking off', Harry said, " do you want some sauce?" everyone on the table shook their heads. But Harry went off to the kitchen. He sighed in relief as he reached. Having Lucius Malfoy for dinner was going to be a problem. But he took the sauce from the fridge and walked back to the table as calmly as he could.
Harry took no part on the conversation about how 'the mudblood Fudge, didn't believe the dark lord had really been revived'. Harry wished though they would talk about anything but stuff connected with Voldemort somehow.
" why are you so quiet Potter? Learn any deep dark secrets of you Snape here?" Harry knew that he had just asked the question as a joke but Harry blurted out
" yes". He could feel Snape and Draco stiffen next to him.
" really?" said Lucius raising an interested eyebrow. , " what are they?" he asked.
A/N: well, how did you like this chapter? I couldn't post yesterday 'cause it was Christmas and I went for a party. Plz review, they are very encouraging. thanx!
Chapter 4
" w-what?" Harry said.
" ha , ha Potter, scared you again didn't I ?" sniggered Malfoy.
" shove off Malfoy" Harry said irritably. He turned to go but bumped into somebody. Rubbing his head he looked up to see Snape towering menacingly over him.. He felt like murdering Malfoy at this moment.
" oop's" said Malfoy, still sniggering, " I guess that Severus was there after all"
" I'll get you" Harry muttered.
" I'm sure you will" said Malfoy half heartedly.
" I see that you took it upon yourself to invade my privacy just little bit more" said Snape, his sarcasm oozing more than usual. Harry didn't argue, he had had four years of experience which told himt hat argueing with Snape was a losing battle.. Right now he had to find a way out of this. If Snape had really sent him the truth potion., he was in big, big trouble.
" Snape? I mean professor, I have to go to my room now" with that Harry ran up to his room, determined not to come out until the truth potion wore off.
When he closed the door behind him, Harry let out a sigh of relief. He didn't even want to imagine what would happen if Snape asked him questions under the effect of the truth potion. He would write for help to Ron. Maybe he could do something. Or even Sirius. He flopped down on the bed. He wasn't going to go down the next day, or the day after that was possible. He would write to Ron and Hermione to send him some food. Harry picked up the letters he had written from the floor, added a PS asking his friends to send him food and explaining the situation he was in. He then send the letters off with Hedwig.
Harry kept his vow, the next day he didn't go downstairs. Going hungry was better than Snape knowing what he and his friends had really been up to during their 4 years at Hogwarts. He decided to check whether the truth potion had worn off by asking himself questions.
" do I have a crush on Hermione?" he himself aloud. Say no, Harry, say no.
" yes" he found himself saying.
" damn!" Harry cursed. He prayed that Hedwig would return. He didn't think he could last without food for so long. He decided that he would go down later that night. He jumped when he heard a knock at his door.
" Potter, I think you should come down" it was Malfoy's voice.
" what you think, doesn't matter to me" Harry answered.
" I don't mind if you starve Potter, But Snape doesn't want anyone to think that he's starving you"
"and why is Snape so concerned?" asked Harry curiously.
" I think that your godfather is coming to visit tomorrow, Snape doesn't want a mentally unbalanced man to think that he is starving his only god son does he?"
mentally unbalanced, harry thought bitterly. They should look at themselves first.
" keep dreaming Malfoy, I'm not coming down"
" fine" He said and harry could hear his footsteps Diaspora. Harry stared out of the window, his stomach rumbling. Was he imagining it or was a large black dot become bigger?. 'About time' Harry thought as Hedwig collapsed on Harry's bed.
"Wow" Harry said as he saw why Hedwig was so exhausted. He read Ron's letter.
Hi Harry,
this was all I could get, mum worked really hard for this. But I guess it's worth it, we don't want Snape finding out what we were up to would we? I'll write a longer letter later, I don't think Hedwig will manage to carry a heave letter along with all the food.
Ron.
Mrs.Weasly had indeed outdone herself. There were 4 pies of different kinds, 2 hue chocolate pies and loads and loads of candy and chocolate. Harry took a big bite of the cake and read hermione's letter, who also had also sent a big parcel. He didn't think Hermione would like if Snape found out she had stolen form his office back in second ear.
Dear Harry,
I got as much as I could. I have sent you some nutritious food, I can imagine what kind of food Ron has given you. I'll write to you about Snape and Malfoy's father later.
Bye. Lotsaluv
Hermione.
Harry felt much better after reading Hermione's letter. He was about to open Hermione's food parcel, when Snape's jarring voice echoed through the room
" Potter, I have had enough if your behaviour, you're coming down now"
" it's 'k, Professor, I have food"
" so you wrote letters to your friends did you?" said Snape softly, but harry was able to hear every word. He had assumed right that he had told Ron and Hermione about Snape's affair with Draco's mother.
" yes" said Harry, barely audible.
" I see, but you will have to come down Potter, I don't want to have you shut in your room."
" I have food"
" try to be sociable Potter"
" with Malfoy and you?"
" do you want me to break this door down?"
" no"
" then come for dinner"
" listen, Professor, I have food, so why bother." Harry could almost see Snape fuming on the other side of the door.
" you're right Potter, why bother, but right now, we have someone for dinner... it's not your godfather" said Snape, as if he could read Harry's mind.
" who is it then?"
" it's Lucius Malfoy"
" oh"
" listen Potter, if he thinks anything suspicious is going on, he won't hesitate to tell the Dark Lord, so I think it's best if you come down"
" but the truth potion" said Harry quietly.
" I'll try not to ask you any questions.. concerning Hogwarts" said Snape. Harry knew that it had taken him a lot of trouble to say that.
"OK" said Harry doubtfully.
" dress properly and come down" Snape snapped. In 5 minutes Harry was down, hoping that this wasn't just a stupid trick to make him come below. But Harry knew that Snape wouldn't joke about things like Voldemort. He saw that Malfoy Junior and senior were chatting quietly, Snape was gazing at Harry and motioned him to sit down. Harry took a place between Draco and Snape, opposite Lucius Malfoy. Harry felt both awkward and uncomfortable. In other circumstances he wouldn't be caught dead sitting between his enemies from Hogwarts. He couldn't decide who he hated the most, Snape or Draco. He weighed how much harm they had both done him and his friends. It was impossible to decide to Harry sat an equal distance from them. At least he didn't need to sit near Lucius Malfoy, one of the death eaters who had laughed when Harry was under the crucatuis curse. Harry shuddered slightly when the memory's of what had happened during the triwizard tournament swam in front if his eye's as fresh as ever. He felt his scar twinge a bit.
" thinking of anything Harry?" asked Lucius. Harry tried not to look at him hatefully. He would have wanted to say 'no' but instead he said
" yes" oh god, Harry thought. This wasn't happening. Before Lucius could ask 'what were you thinking off', Harry said, " do you want some sauce?" everyone on the table shook their heads. But Harry went off to the kitchen. He sighed in relief as he reached. Having Lucius Malfoy for dinner was going to be a problem. But he took the sauce from the fridge and walked back to the table as calmly as he could.
Harry took no part on the conversation about how 'the mudblood Fudge, didn't believe the dark lord had really been revived'. Harry wished though they would talk about anything but stuff connected with Voldemort somehow.
" why are you so quiet Potter? Learn any deep dark secrets of you Snape here?" Harry knew that he had just asked the question as a joke but Harry blurted out
" yes". He could feel Snape and Draco stiffen next to him.
" really?" said Lucius raising an interested eyebrow. , " what are they?" he asked.
A/N: well, how did you like this chapter? I couldn't post yesterday 'cause it was Christmas and I went for a party. Plz review, they are very encouraging. thanx!