A/N : hello readers! I know I haven't updated for uhh….er….ok I haven't
updated for 4 months but you see I uhh.. was really ..(thinking)
..preoccupied! yeah! That's it! I was preoccupied by…(hmm)….studies! I had
loads of homework which was due in that past 4 months. Truthfully…*sigh*..
I forgot about my story and I was just reading over my stuff and I got
inspired again. strange isn't it?. I get inspired by my own stories.
Anyway, I'm sure you're tired of reading this so plz read on.
And yea! Sorry for the numerous typing errors in my earlier chapters. This time I will try to use spell check.
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" really?" said Lucius raising an interested eyebrow. , " what are they?" he asked.
Harry blinked dumbly. He could feel the answer inside fighting to get out of him. he tried to convince his compulsive truthful side that Malfoy was just trying to be funny but it didn't work.
Suddenly Harry felt a strange painful sensation in his leg. Malfoy junior(Draco) had just kicked him.. *really hard* on his shin. Harry let out a little yelp which drowned his impulse to answer Lucius's question… for a moment.
After Harry got over the shock of the kick, he started visualizing the horrible bruise that would cover his leg the next day. But the effect that the truth potion was having on him wasn't getting stopped by a little dose of pain. Apparently the Potion's Master knew that
" Malfoy, your son -" Harry stopped short.
Snape had gotten up quickly. In one short step he reached Harry, picked him up by his collar and dragged him into the kitchen. All the while harry was shouting..
" Draco isn't - !" at this moment Snape pushed harry into a wall to stop him from saying ' Draco isn't your son.. he's Snape's!'.
At that point, Snape didn't really care whether Harry was unconscious or hurt in any way. He cared for Draco's safety and Naricsa's and ofcourse his. Snape knew that he had pushed Harry rather roughly into the wall, but he was frustrated and desperate. If he really had hurt Harry, it was unconscious and he didn't regret it at all. Potter could handle a bit of pain, after all he should be happy, he had just saved a few people's lives. That's what Potter wanted wasn't it? to be a hero? Wait a minute.. he already was.. well he wanted to prove himself as one. He wanted to show the world that he really was a brave, righteous and angelic little boy, they thought he was. Well, Snape had just helped Harry in doing that.
Snape shook his head and a shiver ran through his body thinking of how close Potter had come to destroying his life permanently. He peered into Harry's face which held an expression of mingled fury and disbelief even while unconscious. Snape grinned a bit. Harry had a strange ability to make him laugh and cry at the same time.
Snapping back to action, he placed Harry on a chair in the kitchen and then yelled, " stupefy!", pointing his wand at the pots and pans. There was a loud clatter as they came crashing down. at least Lucius would think that he had hurt Potter in some way, he was an undercover Death Eater, he couldn't let even a trace if suspicion find it's way into Lucius's mind.
Smoothing down his robe he walked to the Dinning Room again. Lucius, who had been listening to Draco, looked up curiously as Snape strode into the room.
Draco watched as Snape sat down on the table beside him. he shifted uncomfortably in his seat as he looked from Lucius to Snape.
He could see Lucius's confusion on his face. Draco wondered what the whole scene had looked like to him. Draco knew, to him, it was a nightmare. After Snape had dragged Harry into the kitchen, it had been his job to handle Lucius.
" Severus is acting a little .unusual.. don't you think?" he had said. Draco had smiled nervously. He hated his father's habit of saying everything to damn politely and indirectly.
" it's just that Potter's been getting on his nerve's, father" he had answered calmly, eating his nervousness.
" I see, how long have you been here? a day?"
" 2 days, father"
" Severus has a short temper eh?"
a hollow sort of laugh escaped Draco's lips which sounded more like a bark.
" so, Draco, how have you been?" Lucius had asked in tone which you found threatening only if you listened hard enough. Draco had listened hard enough.
" I - I've been fine father, Severus is fun"
" didn't think of coming back?" asked Lucius, who had been studying Draco closely.
" well, I didn't think I would be allowed to come back"
" allowed? By whose authority? I'm your father!" Lucius was angry, Draco had known that. the unnerving thing was that Lucius didn't even raise his voice. Draco, willed himself to stay composed.
" I wouldn't want Dumbledore to think I wanted to go back home, father. He knows very well that I know you're a death eater… if I went back home it would be like…." He had left the sentence undone. Draco knew very well, Lucius could read between the lines. If Draco had refused to leave his home, even after knowing that his parents were Death Eaters. Dumbledore would assume that Draco supported the Dark Lord.
Lucius had smiled slightly, a mad glint in his eye made Draco compulsively smile nervously back.
Draco sighed inwardly at the memory and watched Severus quietly, who had gone back to acting normal.
" want some more curry Lucius?"
" no thank you Severus….Severus..?"
" yes Malfoy"
" I hope you didn't kill the boy"
Snape smirked, " ofcourse not"
" good" Lucius said grinning, " just don't let Dumbledore know what you're doing"
" what am I doing?" asked Snape curiously, watching Lucius carefully.
" well, it's obvious you're mistreating Potter"
Snape stared at Malfoy for a moment and then recovered, " Dumbledore won't know! At the end, I'll perform a memory charm, simple as that"
" I wish I had the opportunity you're getting Severus"
Snape smiled slightly, * what was he getting himself into!*, he thought.
" well" said Lucius standing up and heading of the door, " thanks for the meal….. see you soon Draco" he added.
" ofcourse father" piped Draco unconsciously.
With that Snape and Draco watched Lucius leave, each with their own worries, but some, they shared.
Draco rested his head on the table. A strange feeling of relief washed over him, It was as if he had been holding his breath when Lucius was here.
" DAMN!" Snape cursed, banging his fist on the table.
Draco lifted his head from the table, " what?" he asked, watching Snape curse.
" I totally forgot! Black! he's coming tomorrow! If he sees even a little bruise on Potter…!"
Draco made a sympathetic face, " well, you're lucky he's coming tomorrow and not today."
Snape shrugged and then sighed, " yes well, I better go and see if Potter's awake"
" you knocked him out!" exclaimed Draco.
" well, I think I was a bit too rough" Snape answered, grinning a bit.
Draco shook his head in wonder, he didn't sympathize one bit.. he still hated Harry and he was sure he would hate him more come end of the month.
Feeling tired and sleepy, Draco stood up and headed for the stairs when the bell rang.
Draco stopped dead. Was it his 'father' again? he turned around to see Snape appear in the dinning room, with Harry( who was still blacked out) slung over his shoulders….
" no I don't think it's your father" said Snape, reading Draco's mind. * then who?*
it came to Snape a moment before the voice. in a second he disappeared up the stairs with Harry. In the next moment Draco heard the voice..
" OPEN UP SNAPE! I DON'T HAVE TIME TO WASTE"
the voice sounded angry and impatient. Draco at once recognized the voice and froze….
A/N : hmmm.. was that a cliff hangar? well I'm a little rusty on writing cliff hangars so forgive me. please tell me what you think of this chapter. I love reviews.. and if you guess who's at the door.. hmm… you'll get a whole jar of jelly - babies!
And yea! Sorry for the numerous typing errors in my earlier chapters. This time I will try to use spell check.
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" really?" said Lucius raising an interested eyebrow. , " what are they?" he asked.
Harry blinked dumbly. He could feel the answer inside fighting to get out of him. he tried to convince his compulsive truthful side that Malfoy was just trying to be funny but it didn't work.
Suddenly Harry felt a strange painful sensation in his leg. Malfoy junior(Draco) had just kicked him.. *really hard* on his shin. Harry let out a little yelp which drowned his impulse to answer Lucius's question… for a moment.
After Harry got over the shock of the kick, he started visualizing the horrible bruise that would cover his leg the next day. But the effect that the truth potion was having on him wasn't getting stopped by a little dose of pain. Apparently the Potion's Master knew that
" Malfoy, your son -" Harry stopped short.
Snape had gotten up quickly. In one short step he reached Harry, picked him up by his collar and dragged him into the kitchen. All the while harry was shouting..
" Draco isn't - !" at this moment Snape pushed harry into a wall to stop him from saying ' Draco isn't your son.. he's Snape's!'.
At that point, Snape didn't really care whether Harry was unconscious or hurt in any way. He cared for Draco's safety and Naricsa's and ofcourse his. Snape knew that he had pushed Harry rather roughly into the wall, but he was frustrated and desperate. If he really had hurt Harry, it was unconscious and he didn't regret it at all. Potter could handle a bit of pain, after all he should be happy, he had just saved a few people's lives. That's what Potter wanted wasn't it? to be a hero? Wait a minute.. he already was.. well he wanted to prove himself as one. He wanted to show the world that he really was a brave, righteous and angelic little boy, they thought he was. Well, Snape had just helped Harry in doing that.
Snape shook his head and a shiver ran through his body thinking of how close Potter had come to destroying his life permanently. He peered into Harry's face which held an expression of mingled fury and disbelief even while unconscious. Snape grinned a bit. Harry had a strange ability to make him laugh and cry at the same time.
Snapping back to action, he placed Harry on a chair in the kitchen and then yelled, " stupefy!", pointing his wand at the pots and pans. There was a loud clatter as they came crashing down. at least Lucius would think that he had hurt Potter in some way, he was an undercover Death Eater, he couldn't let even a trace if suspicion find it's way into Lucius's mind.
Smoothing down his robe he walked to the Dinning Room again. Lucius, who had been listening to Draco, looked up curiously as Snape strode into the room.
Draco watched as Snape sat down on the table beside him. he shifted uncomfortably in his seat as he looked from Lucius to Snape.
He could see Lucius's confusion on his face. Draco wondered what the whole scene had looked like to him. Draco knew, to him, it was a nightmare. After Snape had dragged Harry into the kitchen, it had been his job to handle Lucius.
" Severus is acting a little .unusual.. don't you think?" he had said. Draco had smiled nervously. He hated his father's habit of saying everything to damn politely and indirectly.
" it's just that Potter's been getting on his nerve's, father" he had answered calmly, eating his nervousness.
" I see, how long have you been here? a day?"
" 2 days, father"
" Severus has a short temper eh?"
a hollow sort of laugh escaped Draco's lips which sounded more like a bark.
" so, Draco, how have you been?" Lucius had asked in tone which you found threatening only if you listened hard enough. Draco had listened hard enough.
" I - I've been fine father, Severus is fun"
" didn't think of coming back?" asked Lucius, who had been studying Draco closely.
" well, I didn't think I would be allowed to come back"
" allowed? By whose authority? I'm your father!" Lucius was angry, Draco had known that. the unnerving thing was that Lucius didn't even raise his voice. Draco, willed himself to stay composed.
" I wouldn't want Dumbledore to think I wanted to go back home, father. He knows very well that I know you're a death eater… if I went back home it would be like…." He had left the sentence undone. Draco knew very well, Lucius could read between the lines. If Draco had refused to leave his home, even after knowing that his parents were Death Eaters. Dumbledore would assume that Draco supported the Dark Lord.
Lucius had smiled slightly, a mad glint in his eye made Draco compulsively smile nervously back.
Draco sighed inwardly at the memory and watched Severus quietly, who had gone back to acting normal.
" want some more curry Lucius?"
" no thank you Severus….Severus..?"
" yes Malfoy"
" I hope you didn't kill the boy"
Snape smirked, " ofcourse not"
" good" Lucius said grinning, " just don't let Dumbledore know what you're doing"
" what am I doing?" asked Snape curiously, watching Lucius carefully.
" well, it's obvious you're mistreating Potter"
Snape stared at Malfoy for a moment and then recovered, " Dumbledore won't know! At the end, I'll perform a memory charm, simple as that"
" I wish I had the opportunity you're getting Severus"
Snape smiled slightly, * what was he getting himself into!*, he thought.
" well" said Lucius standing up and heading of the door, " thanks for the meal….. see you soon Draco" he added.
" ofcourse father" piped Draco unconsciously.
With that Snape and Draco watched Lucius leave, each with their own worries, but some, they shared.
Draco rested his head on the table. A strange feeling of relief washed over him, It was as if he had been holding his breath when Lucius was here.
" DAMN!" Snape cursed, banging his fist on the table.
Draco lifted his head from the table, " what?" he asked, watching Snape curse.
" I totally forgot! Black! he's coming tomorrow! If he sees even a little bruise on Potter…!"
Draco made a sympathetic face, " well, you're lucky he's coming tomorrow and not today."
Snape shrugged and then sighed, " yes well, I better go and see if Potter's awake"
" you knocked him out!" exclaimed Draco.
" well, I think I was a bit too rough" Snape answered, grinning a bit.
Draco shook his head in wonder, he didn't sympathize one bit.. he still hated Harry and he was sure he would hate him more come end of the month.
Feeling tired and sleepy, Draco stood up and headed for the stairs when the bell rang.
Draco stopped dead. Was it his 'father' again? he turned around to see Snape appear in the dinning room, with Harry( who was still blacked out) slung over his shoulders….
" no I don't think it's your father" said Snape, reading Draco's mind. * then who?*
it came to Snape a moment before the voice. in a second he disappeared up the stairs with Harry. In the next moment Draco heard the voice..
" OPEN UP SNAPE! I DON'T HAVE TIME TO WASTE"
the voice sounded angry and impatient. Draco at once recognized the voice and froze….
A/N : hmmm.. was that a cliff hangar? well I'm a little rusty on writing cliff hangars so forgive me. please tell me what you think of this chapter. I love reviews.. and if you guess who's at the door.. hmm… you'll get a whole jar of jelly - babies!