Suspect: Hi. Was bored. Needed something to do. New Chappie so quickly!
YEA!!!!
Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognize! I do own Lilith and Athena though. Want to use them, or mention them, please, go right ahead!
Warning: PG just for a little language and violence. Not much, considering that two of the main characters are babies! There is some Angst in here as well, for all those interested. Lots of suspense!
Pairings: Harry and someone. I figured it out last night. **wiggles eyebrows** I hope you who are reading like a like slash to spice your life!
Ron/Hermione and Sirius/Remus on the side!
Anyway, Thanks to my reviewers. Warning, this is a work in progress... most it is written in longhand, but I've got a plot line until the end.
The Goddess Artemis: I just noticed that I had that on, thank you for telling me. Yes. Typos.. I hate the damn things. No beta reader though. I don't feel like sending it to someone to read and then send me back a beta read chappie. **holds breath until she turns purple then starts to cry** I'M DISLEXIC! Don't make me feel bad about the two and too's! Please!!!! **smiles** Oh, and the Apperation. I can't tell you. You'll find out!
HP-Lover420: Why thank you! I am keeping up aren't I?
Couch-potato: That's alright. He just might be.And some things aren't meant to be humorous.
Cartooned: Thank you. Here you go!
Nabiki: Yes, Hermione and Ron and Snape.. Just think of all the fun that would result in. And my name is Suspect, not Respect. **grins** But I like your tone of voice!
JosePotter: Thank you, thank you. I know that it was a bit of a cliffie, and I personally hate cliffies, but, sometimes you've got to deal with it. Just think. You didn't have to wait to long for it!
theKing001: Okay, I know that you don't like slash my dear. boy or girl? I'm assuming boy. Anyway, sometimes I get it in mind that everyone likes it so I just go with my little voices. Sorry if I offend you. **sobs on your shoulder** I'm sorry! **perks up** Thank you for the praise by the way.
Oh yes. I noticed that tintinnabulations is not in the FF.net dictionary. It means 'the ringing of bells'!
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Harry opened his eyes to see Hagrid's little hut not twenty yards off.
But that was impossible. He didn't know HOW to apperate, never mind make it passed the Hogwarts anti-apperation wards, must just be one of those 'Boy- Who-Lived' things. Quickly he put that out of his mind and strode across the grounds to the castle.
"Harry!?" Minerva MacGonagall exclaimed as he stalked through the halls on his way to the Gryffindor common room. She had been on her way to go pick him up at that moment.
"Indeed. What's the password for the Common Room?" he asked, not politely. He was a little distracted. To many things going on in his mind at once.
Minerva stammered the answer in her shock and Harry continued on. Once he rounded the corner, she pulled herself together and started at a fast pace for the Headmasters office.
"Godric!" Harry watched the portrait of the fat lady swing open. Quickly he dashed up the stairs to the top of them. He pulled out his wand and whispered the password, tapping the wall and dashing up the new set of stairs.
Soothing the frightened children he set everything out of his trunk for them, putting his daughters in the cradle. He covered them with the charmed blanket and said the activation word for it to send them to sleep.
They closed their eye's and Harry skipped down the stairs once again, hurrying to get to his dorm before the teachers found him. He was setting up his stuff when Dumbledore, MacGonagall, Snape and Pomfrey walked in.
"What are you doing Potter?" Snape growled at him in a low voice meant for intimidating students.
Harry raised an eyebrow and shrugged, handing his last shirt up, "I'm unpacking."
MacGonagall blinked, "How did you get here Mr. Potter?" she asked in quiet and soft voice.
"I apperated, I think, into the Forbidden Forest, about twenty yards off Hagrid's hut. From there I walked."
"Why did you need to," Snape choked on the word, "apperate?"
"Well, Lucius Malfoy, Death Eater extraordinaire, came to my house about half and hour go and killed everyone but me. He had planned on taking me to Voldemort I believe." Harry shrugged, "Normal for Voldemort to want to kill me himself. Anyway, his cast a couple curses at me and then I closed my eyes, wished for protection and poof! Apperation! Or something like it," he shrugged again. Snape MacGonagall and Pomfrey gaped at the nonchalant way Harry spoke about the death of his family. "Oh. Sorry about ruining your vacation sir, but I had no way to control the. teleportation so here I am." Harry chose a word that fit for his jump through several miles in less then a second.
"Well Harry, I cant' say that it's good to see you for the circumstances in which you've arrived, but you're welcome stay. Minerva was just going to get you anyway," Albus breathed deeply. He sounded suspiciously tired.
"I think, Headmaster, that you need a couple of hours of undisturbed rest, no offence," Harry looked at the older man closely.
Pomfrey turned from Harry to Dumbledore. She then too noticed his fatigue, "Good Merlin Albus! You're almost falling over! Come on now, I'll get you a sleeping potion and Severus can update you later on the events of the rest of the day. Come on now dearie," she took one of Dumbldore's hands and lead him from the room, chattering about how she should have noticed something like that.
MacGonagall and Snape turned back to the five foot three boy wizard, "We'll need you to something while you're here Mr. Potter. Is your homework finished?" MacGonagall asked kindly. Snape just glared.
"Not yet Professor MacGonagall, I still have to do my History of Magic essay and Charms work," Harry's green eyes shadowed once then brightened again, "Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon didn't allow my 'abnormality' out of my cupboard. I had to sneak it up and down the stairs in the middle of the night between. Between my chores," Snape listened carefully to the boy and his eyes flared at the pause and correction then he narrowed them and scanned the child up and down several times.
"Chores, Potter?" he questioned carefully.
Harry nodded absently, making an affirmatory noise in the back of his throat, "Yes. And Professor MacGonagall, I'm sure that once I'm done my homework I can keep busy. I can help Hagrid or go down to the kitchens." MacGonagall nodded her acceptance and then left, Snape and Harry staring at each other.
"Was it chores Potter, or beatings?" Snape held Harry's eyes and his took a step forward.
The small teen blinked then went pale under his light tan, "Chores sir. They didn't beat me." Harry swallowed loudly and closed his eye for a second to calm himself. Snape watched in a type of wonder at the child's ability to hide his emotions so fast.
But not fast enough.
"Potter. Let me see your arms," Snape took another step forward and Harry clenched his jaw.
"No."
"Mr. Potter, let me see your arms."
"No!"
"Please. Harry, let me see your arms. Please," Snape lowered his voice and let a bit of his empathy to the boy leak into it. Harry didn't notice, but was slightly surprised when his hated professor asked him kindly to do something.
Harry breathed shakily then slowly pushed his sleeves up, showing Snape a map of twisting and deep scaring. Both arms had scabs that had yet to scar, "It was only when I was bad, and he was drunk. and. It wasn't their fault! I took time away from their being with their son! It was my fault, I deserved it." Harry lowered his face, silent tears gathering in his eyes.
Snape gently took one of Harry's arms and looked it over. It was bad scarring. Very bad, "Harry, you don't deserve this. You never have and you never will deserve the pain that this caused you. It wasn't your fault," Snape reached over, ignoring the wince, and lifted Harry's face up to look him in the eye, "Never ever believe that this was your fault."
Tears refused to listen and they fell down the teens face, his green eye open in a wondering silence, "I. I don't deserve." His voice was whispering and he couldn't control his emotions. A sob came from him and he fell into Snape's arms, crying softly. He felt a gentle hand run up and down his back and heard soothing whispers from above and he started to mumble into the warm think robes coving the man he was clutching as though his life depended on it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognize! I do own Lilith and Athena though. Want to use them, or mention them, please, go right ahead!
Warning: PG just for a little language and violence. Not much, considering that two of the main characters are babies! There is some Angst in here as well, for all those interested. Lots of suspense!
Pairings: Harry and someone. I figured it out last night. **wiggles eyebrows** I hope you who are reading like a like slash to spice your life!
Ron/Hermione and Sirius/Remus on the side!
Anyway, Thanks to my reviewers. Warning, this is a work in progress... most it is written in longhand, but I've got a plot line until the end.
The Goddess Artemis: I just noticed that I had that on, thank you for telling me. Yes. Typos.. I hate the damn things. No beta reader though. I don't feel like sending it to someone to read and then send me back a beta read chappie. **holds breath until she turns purple then starts to cry** I'M DISLEXIC! Don't make me feel bad about the two and too's! Please!!!! **smiles** Oh, and the Apperation. I can't tell you. You'll find out!
HP-Lover420: Why thank you! I am keeping up aren't I?
Couch-potato: That's alright. He just might be.And some things aren't meant to be humorous.
Cartooned: Thank you. Here you go!
Nabiki: Yes, Hermione and Ron and Snape.. Just think of all the fun that would result in. And my name is Suspect, not Respect. **grins** But I like your tone of voice!
JosePotter: Thank you, thank you. I know that it was a bit of a cliffie, and I personally hate cliffies, but, sometimes you've got to deal with it. Just think. You didn't have to wait to long for it!
theKing001: Okay, I know that you don't like slash my dear. boy or girl? I'm assuming boy. Anyway, sometimes I get it in mind that everyone likes it so I just go with my little voices. Sorry if I offend you. **sobs on your shoulder** I'm sorry! **perks up** Thank you for the praise by the way.
Oh yes. I noticed that tintinnabulations is not in the FF.net dictionary. It means 'the ringing of bells'!
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Harry opened his eyes to see Hagrid's little hut not twenty yards off.
But that was impossible. He didn't know HOW to apperate, never mind make it passed the Hogwarts anti-apperation wards, must just be one of those 'Boy- Who-Lived' things. Quickly he put that out of his mind and strode across the grounds to the castle.
"Harry!?" Minerva MacGonagall exclaimed as he stalked through the halls on his way to the Gryffindor common room. She had been on her way to go pick him up at that moment.
"Indeed. What's the password for the Common Room?" he asked, not politely. He was a little distracted. To many things going on in his mind at once.
Minerva stammered the answer in her shock and Harry continued on. Once he rounded the corner, she pulled herself together and started at a fast pace for the Headmasters office.
"Godric!" Harry watched the portrait of the fat lady swing open. Quickly he dashed up the stairs to the top of them. He pulled out his wand and whispered the password, tapping the wall and dashing up the new set of stairs.
Soothing the frightened children he set everything out of his trunk for them, putting his daughters in the cradle. He covered them with the charmed blanket and said the activation word for it to send them to sleep.
They closed their eye's and Harry skipped down the stairs once again, hurrying to get to his dorm before the teachers found him. He was setting up his stuff when Dumbledore, MacGonagall, Snape and Pomfrey walked in.
"What are you doing Potter?" Snape growled at him in a low voice meant for intimidating students.
Harry raised an eyebrow and shrugged, handing his last shirt up, "I'm unpacking."
MacGonagall blinked, "How did you get here Mr. Potter?" she asked in quiet and soft voice.
"I apperated, I think, into the Forbidden Forest, about twenty yards off Hagrid's hut. From there I walked."
"Why did you need to," Snape choked on the word, "apperate?"
"Well, Lucius Malfoy, Death Eater extraordinaire, came to my house about half and hour go and killed everyone but me. He had planned on taking me to Voldemort I believe." Harry shrugged, "Normal for Voldemort to want to kill me himself. Anyway, his cast a couple curses at me and then I closed my eyes, wished for protection and poof! Apperation! Or something like it," he shrugged again. Snape MacGonagall and Pomfrey gaped at the nonchalant way Harry spoke about the death of his family. "Oh. Sorry about ruining your vacation sir, but I had no way to control the. teleportation so here I am." Harry chose a word that fit for his jump through several miles in less then a second.
"Well Harry, I cant' say that it's good to see you for the circumstances in which you've arrived, but you're welcome stay. Minerva was just going to get you anyway," Albus breathed deeply. He sounded suspiciously tired.
"I think, Headmaster, that you need a couple of hours of undisturbed rest, no offence," Harry looked at the older man closely.
Pomfrey turned from Harry to Dumbledore. She then too noticed his fatigue, "Good Merlin Albus! You're almost falling over! Come on now, I'll get you a sleeping potion and Severus can update you later on the events of the rest of the day. Come on now dearie," she took one of Dumbldore's hands and lead him from the room, chattering about how she should have noticed something like that.
MacGonagall and Snape turned back to the five foot three boy wizard, "We'll need you to something while you're here Mr. Potter. Is your homework finished?" MacGonagall asked kindly. Snape just glared.
"Not yet Professor MacGonagall, I still have to do my History of Magic essay and Charms work," Harry's green eyes shadowed once then brightened again, "Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon didn't allow my 'abnormality' out of my cupboard. I had to sneak it up and down the stairs in the middle of the night between. Between my chores," Snape listened carefully to the boy and his eyes flared at the pause and correction then he narrowed them and scanned the child up and down several times.
"Chores, Potter?" he questioned carefully.
Harry nodded absently, making an affirmatory noise in the back of his throat, "Yes. And Professor MacGonagall, I'm sure that once I'm done my homework I can keep busy. I can help Hagrid or go down to the kitchens." MacGonagall nodded her acceptance and then left, Snape and Harry staring at each other.
"Was it chores Potter, or beatings?" Snape held Harry's eyes and his took a step forward.
The small teen blinked then went pale under his light tan, "Chores sir. They didn't beat me." Harry swallowed loudly and closed his eye for a second to calm himself. Snape watched in a type of wonder at the child's ability to hide his emotions so fast.
But not fast enough.
"Potter. Let me see your arms," Snape took another step forward and Harry clenched his jaw.
"No."
"Mr. Potter, let me see your arms."
"No!"
"Please. Harry, let me see your arms. Please," Snape lowered his voice and let a bit of his empathy to the boy leak into it. Harry didn't notice, but was slightly surprised when his hated professor asked him kindly to do something.
Harry breathed shakily then slowly pushed his sleeves up, showing Snape a map of twisting and deep scaring. Both arms had scabs that had yet to scar, "It was only when I was bad, and he was drunk. and. It wasn't their fault! I took time away from their being with their son! It was my fault, I deserved it." Harry lowered his face, silent tears gathering in his eyes.
Snape gently took one of Harry's arms and looked it over. It was bad scarring. Very bad, "Harry, you don't deserve this. You never have and you never will deserve the pain that this caused you. It wasn't your fault," Snape reached over, ignoring the wince, and lifted Harry's face up to look him in the eye, "Never ever believe that this was your fault."
Tears refused to listen and they fell down the teens face, his green eye open in a wondering silence, "I. I don't deserve." His voice was whispering and he couldn't control his emotions. A sob came from him and he fell into Snape's arms, crying softly. He felt a gentle hand run up and down his back and heard soothing whispers from above and he started to mumble into the warm think robes coving the man he was clutching as though his life depended on it.