Friendship and Beyond 30/?
Rated: R contains mentions of rape and torture, although not actual scenes. Possible HP/SS in later chapters, also HG/RW.
Authors Notes: I do not own Harry Potter or it's characters, that would be JKR. Subject matter not for children, although nothing too graphic, but be careful when reading just to be on the safe side.
The Letter
Later that day, while Harry, Ron and Hermione were occupying an empty classroom on the third floor practicing battle magic, a black barn owl flew into the room and landed on a desk in the corner. The trio didn't notice the bird right away as they were all concentrating on the duel that was taking place.
Hermione threw a stunning curse at Harry, who just managed to twist out of the way. Before Harry managed to regain his footing Ron had hit him with a jelly legs hex.
"Finite Incantatem!" Harry called out pointing his wand at his legs. Once he could move again he pointed his wand at Ron. Before the red-hair could deflect it he was hit with a disarming hex, and flew across the room. His wand was lying on the floor between them. "Accio wand!"
Ron's wand hit Harry's palm with a snap and he quickly pocketed it, before turning to Hermione who was in the process of saying a binding curse. Harry was caught off guard by the hex as it hit him in the chest. He fell to the floor as stiff as a board only to see Hermione crowing over him and Ron excitedly.
"Finite Incantatem!" Hermione called, flicking her wand to encompass both Ron and Harry. They slowly shook off the effects of the curses hampering their movement. As they got to their feet and Ron collected his wand from where Harry placed it in his pocket, they finally noticed the black owl waiting patiently in the corner.
"Hey mate." Ron said to Harry after undoing the parchment from the owl's leg and opening it. "It's for you."
He tried to hand the letter to Harry who merely looked at it wearily in Ron's grasp. He noticed the elegant penmanship of his name written carefully. He recognized the writing immediately.
It was the same that was on top of his Potion's essays failing him and insulting his general competence and intelligence. After this morning Harry was only too glad to stay as far away from Severus as possible, that way there would be no chance of him further embarrassing himself.
"I don't want it." Harry exclaimed trying to get Ron to keep it, but it only caused the parchment to fall to the ground.
"Boys!" Hermione huffed in exasperation. "I'll read the bloody thing."
"Hermione!" Harry and Ron shrieked in surprise at Hermione's suddenly dirty mouth.
"Ahem… Harry, I have just spoken to the headmaster and he seems to believe that it is in your best interests to continue lessons with me. He also seems to think that our… arrangement of last night was beneficial to both of us, so if you are amendable to the idea I will see you tonight at 9 0'clock. We can discuss the wandless magic lessons I mentioned this morning. Signed, Professor Severus Snape."
"Let me see that." Harry said as he gently took the letter from Hermione's hands. He read it through twice before it began to sink in that Snape was asking him to come back to his quarters. When he finally realized what Severus was asking in his own roundabout way he gasped in surprise and looked up into his friends concerned faces. "Well, what do I do?"
"Why are you asking us?" Hermione questioned softly.
"Yeah mate, this is what you've wanted isn't it?"
"I don't know." Harry answered shyly. "I mean I told you what happened this morning. What if something similar happens?"
"What if it does?" Hermione asked wrapping an arm around Harry's shoulder. "Are you that uncomfortable being alone with him?"
"No not at all." Harry assured her. "I just am a bit skittish I guess."
"Well, I am sure Snape will understand that, after all the greasy git did invite you back to his rooms tonight." Ron encouraged, grimacing slightly at the thought of his best friend spending his nights with Snape. "He obviously knows what he's getting into. He wouldn't offer if he didn't want to. Snape doesn't exactly strike me as the type to go out of his way for anyone, let alone Harry bloody Potter. So what does that tell you, mate?"
"Ron's right, just go for it." Hermione added watching a determined look come over Harry's face as he listened to them. "Besides you need the extra lessons if we have a chance in the coming battle."
"You're right guys. Thanks."
"No problem." Ron said clapping his friend on the back. "Just, if anything else happens between you, I don't need to hear details, kay?"
"I doubt you'll have to worry about that any time soon, mate." Harry demurred shyly blushing dark red. "But I'll keep it in mind."
"See that you do." Ron blustered, looking at his watch casually. " Hey, you don't want to be late for your meeting with Snape. It's already Seven thirty and you still need a shower."
As Ron and Hermione watched Harry rush out of the classroom they glanced at each other in concern, each hoping Harry wouldn't be hurt further by their Potion's Professor.
Rated: R contains mentions of rape and torture, although not actual scenes. Possible HP/SS in later chapters, also HG/RW.
Authors Notes: I do not own Harry Potter or it's characters, that would be JKR. Subject matter not for children, although nothing too graphic, but be careful when reading just to be on the safe side.
The Letter
Later that day, while Harry, Ron and Hermione were occupying an empty classroom on the third floor practicing battle magic, a black barn owl flew into the room and landed on a desk in the corner. The trio didn't notice the bird right away as they were all concentrating on the duel that was taking place.
Hermione threw a stunning curse at Harry, who just managed to twist out of the way. Before Harry managed to regain his footing Ron had hit him with a jelly legs hex.
"Finite Incantatem!" Harry called out pointing his wand at his legs. Once he could move again he pointed his wand at Ron. Before the red-hair could deflect it he was hit with a disarming hex, and flew across the room. His wand was lying on the floor between them. "Accio wand!"
Ron's wand hit Harry's palm with a snap and he quickly pocketed it, before turning to Hermione who was in the process of saying a binding curse. Harry was caught off guard by the hex as it hit him in the chest. He fell to the floor as stiff as a board only to see Hermione crowing over him and Ron excitedly.
"Finite Incantatem!" Hermione called, flicking her wand to encompass both Ron and Harry. They slowly shook off the effects of the curses hampering their movement. As they got to their feet and Ron collected his wand from where Harry placed it in his pocket, they finally noticed the black owl waiting patiently in the corner.
"Hey mate." Ron said to Harry after undoing the parchment from the owl's leg and opening it. "It's for you."
He tried to hand the letter to Harry who merely looked at it wearily in Ron's grasp. He noticed the elegant penmanship of his name written carefully. He recognized the writing immediately.
It was the same that was on top of his Potion's essays failing him and insulting his general competence and intelligence. After this morning Harry was only too glad to stay as far away from Severus as possible, that way there would be no chance of him further embarrassing himself.
"I don't want it." Harry exclaimed trying to get Ron to keep it, but it only caused the parchment to fall to the ground.
"Boys!" Hermione huffed in exasperation. "I'll read the bloody thing."
"Hermione!" Harry and Ron shrieked in surprise at Hermione's suddenly dirty mouth.
"Ahem… Harry, I have just spoken to the headmaster and he seems to believe that it is in your best interests to continue lessons with me. He also seems to think that our… arrangement of last night was beneficial to both of us, so if you are amendable to the idea I will see you tonight at 9 0'clock. We can discuss the wandless magic lessons I mentioned this morning. Signed, Professor Severus Snape."
"Let me see that." Harry said as he gently took the letter from Hermione's hands. He read it through twice before it began to sink in that Snape was asking him to come back to his quarters. When he finally realized what Severus was asking in his own roundabout way he gasped in surprise and looked up into his friends concerned faces. "Well, what do I do?"
"Why are you asking us?" Hermione questioned softly.
"Yeah mate, this is what you've wanted isn't it?"
"I don't know." Harry answered shyly. "I mean I told you what happened this morning. What if something similar happens?"
"What if it does?" Hermione asked wrapping an arm around Harry's shoulder. "Are you that uncomfortable being alone with him?"
"No not at all." Harry assured her. "I just am a bit skittish I guess."
"Well, I am sure Snape will understand that, after all the greasy git did invite you back to his rooms tonight." Ron encouraged, grimacing slightly at the thought of his best friend spending his nights with Snape. "He obviously knows what he's getting into. He wouldn't offer if he didn't want to. Snape doesn't exactly strike me as the type to go out of his way for anyone, let alone Harry bloody Potter. So what does that tell you, mate?"
"Ron's right, just go for it." Hermione added watching a determined look come over Harry's face as he listened to them. "Besides you need the extra lessons if we have a chance in the coming battle."
"You're right guys. Thanks."
"No problem." Ron said clapping his friend on the back. "Just, if anything else happens between you, I don't need to hear details, kay?"
"I doubt you'll have to worry about that any time soon, mate." Harry demurred shyly blushing dark red. "But I'll keep it in mind."
"See that you do." Ron blustered, looking at his watch casually. " Hey, you don't want to be late for your meeting with Snape. It's already Seven thirty and you still need a shower."
As Ron and Hermione watched Harry rush out of the classroom they glanced at each other in concern, each hoping Harry wouldn't be hurt further by their Potion's Professor.
