Tittle- An Explanation IV
Author- JMA
Rating- hmm PG/M?
Disclaimer- the usual; no money, no ownership.
Pairing- HP/SS
Spoilers- none
Summary-Harry finally talks to his godfather. Oh, and he thinks about Snape
/notes- I'm getting there. The feedback's been great. I actually have the wholething planned out now.
Archive- eh. It would be quite flattering actually.
/Why on earth was Harry asking about this now?/
Sirius and Harry were sitting in the dorm room while Ron had gone down to the common room to keep a lookout for the other boys.
" Harry, you know what happened that night."
Harry got up and started pacing again, "I know what happened, but I don't know why. "
"I'd like to know why this is suddenly so important? Harry, what's happened?"
/Did Snape put him up to this? Had he.../
"I'll kill the bastard!"
Harry stopped pacing.
"What are you talking about?" Harry shook his head, "Nothings happened. I just need to know why."
/It must be Snape. There's no other explanation. How can I get him to tell me?/
"Harry," Sirius tried another tactic, "Do you like boys?"
Harry froze. /How the hell does he know? I barely know/
There was a short silence. Harry was starting to get angry.
"What the hell does that have to do with anything! Why won't you tell me why!,"He decided to face his suspicions. "Or did you really want him to die."
Sirius was taken aback. This was not what he expected.
"I..uh..that is" he saw the impending horror in his godson's eyes and started again. "I don't think I wanted him to die. I'm not a murderer. Neither was your father or Remus"
"I know. Please tell me what happened."
/You really want to know? That I saw you violated by that perverse bastard./
He still couldn't surpress the sting of anger that flew through him when he thought about Snape molesting his best friend's son.
''There are some things that are worse than any curse, Harry, and the people who are capable of them are worse than murderers,'' He said, ''it wasn't meant to hurt him, but it wasn't a prank either. It was a threat, a warning.''
Harry couldn't conceive of what his godfather was talking about. He knew that Snape had been a deatheater but that was after.
''What did he do?'' Harry asked.
Sirius fidgeted. He could see Harry's hatred for his potion master. There was no way the greasy git could trick Harry into anything now. Perhaps he had done the right thing.
''Don't worry about it. What ever it was I'm sure he won't do it now. So stop acting like it happened yesterday. I did what needed to be done at the time''
''Sirius, that wasn't...''
''They're coming'' Ron said, interrupting Harry and pushing his way through the door.
'' I have to go. I'll be staying at the shrieking shack for a few days if you need me. Hermione said she'd bring me food.''
Both Harry and Ron were too distracted to notice the slight blush that crept up on his face at the mention of their friend's name.
''But I...''
''Goodbye Harry, Ron'' Sirius transformed and left.
'' What was that all about?'' Ron asked.
****
Harry was unable to sleep. I had been too late to go down and try and confront Snape when his godfather had left.
//What can this all mean?//
Harry wasn't used to looking for hidden meanings in things, generally going on face value or his instincts.
''Mmm, god yess.''
He tried to shut out the sounds Ron was making from his bed. Silencing charms were forbidden and Ron apparently had very little control over how vocal he was. The rest of the boys had taunted him at first but had gradually gotten used to it.
// Yeah well I hope he's having better thoughts than I am//
So what did Sirius mean? Did Snape actually do anything or didn't he? Was it something he was going to do?
''...want you so bad...''
The problem was that ever since he'd 'come back' from the past he found that he couldn't hate Snape, even when he was being a prick. I was almost as though he had gained some innate knowledge that he wasn't that bad.
".. so nice.. harder...''
There was something else, something that he was avoiding. Harry had panicked when he thought Snape was going to die. But it wasn't just panic, closer to terror.
''..want more..yeah...''
/I need to see him. I need to talk to him, I need../
''..love you..so good.yeah baby...''
Harry decided to stay where he was. Not only because Snape would kill him and probably try to get him expelled for wandering around at night, and Harry had no illusions about that. No, the main reason Harry did not get out of bed to see Snape was because he was hard.
/Thank you very much Ron! I did not want to be thinking about Snape like that!!/
Harry pushed those thoughts to the back of his mind, where they waited impatiently.
Ron didn't hear Harry's frustrated sigh.
Harry didn't hear Ron crying.
Author- JMA
Rating- hmm PG/M?
Disclaimer- the usual; no money, no ownership.
Pairing- HP/SS
Spoilers- none
Summary-Harry finally talks to his godfather. Oh, and he thinks about Snape
/notes- I'm getting there. The feedback's been great. I actually have the wholething planned out now.
Archive- eh. It would be quite flattering actually.
/Why on earth was Harry asking about this now?/
Sirius and Harry were sitting in the dorm room while Ron had gone down to the common room to keep a lookout for the other boys.
" Harry, you know what happened that night."
Harry got up and started pacing again, "I know what happened, but I don't know why. "
"I'd like to know why this is suddenly so important? Harry, what's happened?"
/Did Snape put him up to this? Had he.../
"I'll kill the bastard!"
Harry stopped pacing.
"What are you talking about?" Harry shook his head, "Nothings happened. I just need to know why."
/It must be Snape. There's no other explanation. How can I get him to tell me?/
"Harry," Sirius tried another tactic, "Do you like boys?"
Harry froze. /How the hell does he know? I barely know/
There was a short silence. Harry was starting to get angry.
"What the hell does that have to do with anything! Why won't you tell me why!,"He decided to face his suspicions. "Or did you really want him to die."
Sirius was taken aback. This was not what he expected.
"I..uh..that is" he saw the impending horror in his godson's eyes and started again. "I don't think I wanted him to die. I'm not a murderer. Neither was your father or Remus"
"I know. Please tell me what happened."
/You really want to know? That I saw you violated by that perverse bastard./
He still couldn't surpress the sting of anger that flew through him when he thought about Snape molesting his best friend's son.
''There are some things that are worse than any curse, Harry, and the people who are capable of them are worse than murderers,'' He said, ''it wasn't meant to hurt him, but it wasn't a prank either. It was a threat, a warning.''
Harry couldn't conceive of what his godfather was talking about. He knew that Snape had been a deatheater but that was after.
''What did he do?'' Harry asked.
Sirius fidgeted. He could see Harry's hatred for his potion master. There was no way the greasy git could trick Harry into anything now. Perhaps he had done the right thing.
''Don't worry about it. What ever it was I'm sure he won't do it now. So stop acting like it happened yesterday. I did what needed to be done at the time''
''Sirius, that wasn't...''
''They're coming'' Ron said, interrupting Harry and pushing his way through the door.
'' I have to go. I'll be staying at the shrieking shack for a few days if you need me. Hermione said she'd bring me food.''
Both Harry and Ron were too distracted to notice the slight blush that crept up on his face at the mention of their friend's name.
''But I...''
''Goodbye Harry, Ron'' Sirius transformed and left.
'' What was that all about?'' Ron asked.
****
Harry was unable to sleep. I had been too late to go down and try and confront Snape when his godfather had left.
//What can this all mean?//
Harry wasn't used to looking for hidden meanings in things, generally going on face value or his instincts.
''Mmm, god yess.''
He tried to shut out the sounds Ron was making from his bed. Silencing charms were forbidden and Ron apparently had very little control over how vocal he was. The rest of the boys had taunted him at first but had gradually gotten used to it.
// Yeah well I hope he's having better thoughts than I am//
So what did Sirius mean? Did Snape actually do anything or didn't he? Was it something he was going to do?
''...want you so bad...''
The problem was that ever since he'd 'come back' from the past he found that he couldn't hate Snape, even when he was being a prick. I was almost as though he had gained some innate knowledge that he wasn't that bad.
".. so nice.. harder...''
There was something else, something that he was avoiding. Harry had panicked when he thought Snape was going to die. But it wasn't just panic, closer to terror.
''..want more..yeah...''
/I need to see him. I need to talk to him, I need../
''..love you..so good.yeah baby...''
Harry decided to stay where he was. Not only because Snape would kill him and probably try to get him expelled for wandering around at night, and Harry had no illusions about that. No, the main reason Harry did not get out of bed to see Snape was because he was hard.
/Thank you very much Ron! I did not want to be thinking about Snape like that!!/
Harry pushed those thoughts to the back of his mind, where they waited impatiently.
Ron didn't hear Harry's frustrated sigh.
Harry didn't hear Ron crying.