Messed Up Prophecy
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Chapter Two
Can You Pass The Peas Freak?
or
This Hard On Is Starting
To Become Very Uncomfortable

**Privet Drive: Friday Night**

If anyone was paying attention to this ordinary street at 5:00pm that Friday, they would have seen a boy of about 15 and a man of 35 appear out of thin air. The two were Harry Potter and Severus Snape. Harry had a worried, and sick expression on his face, while Severus' cool demeanour looked unaffected by the perfectly cut grass of the Dursley's lawn.
'They must pay a lot of money to keep their grass that perfect.' Thought Severus as he and Harry stepped up to the Dursley's front door and knocked. At that moment Harry was on a thought similar to that, 'I bet aunt Petunia really wants me to cut that grass tomorrow now that I am home.'
After a series of huffing and puffing from an out of breath being from behind the door, it opened.

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When the door opened a baby sized whale of a boy opened the door a peered out. When he saw who was on the porch he slammed the door. Everyone up and down the block could here him yelling.
"Dad! He's here! You don't have to waste time to go get him!"
When an even larger shadow came over the fog-decorated window, Harry started shaking and hid behind the professors' robes. Harry could feel the hardness and warmth of the older mans body and began to lean into him, but soon stopped remembering why he was hiding there when the door opened again.
Severus could feel Harry clutching onto his robes behind him and knew that this was going to be harder than he expected. The grip on his hidden wand tightened.
As Vernon Dursley came into sight Severus wanted to laugh right there in the over grown muggles face. Vernon had a reddish purple face that changed colour as he took in the picture before him. When he spoke Severus snapped out of his amusement.
"Why are you here I thought you weren't coming back after what happened last summer." Vernon said calmly with a hint of anger in his eyes, which Severus didn't miss.
'What did you get your self into now Potter?'
Harry whimpered from being spoken to so harshly.' He must not be used to his family speaking to him like this, 'Severus thought, 'or he could be used to it…no, no that's ridiculous.'
"Hello," Snape said interrupting the venomous mans glare at the young Gryffindor, "I am professor Severus Snape. I am to check the wards around your house that protects you family." Snape said without emotion.
"How long will it take, because I don't want to have your kind around here for too long." Vernon said with distaste
'Oh! So Potter told him I was a death eater, no wonder he was so rude when he opened the door,' thought Severus, who was becoming even angrier by this statement.
"I'll only be here during this weekend." Replied an annoyed Severus.
"And how much will you be paying in return for your room and board?" questioned Vernon with a greedy ring to his voice.
Snape rolled his eyes obviously and sighed while massaging the bridge of his nose, "I assure you Dumbledore will repay you for your bother" he strained out between tightly pursed lips. Severus really didn't want to have to go through this type of bother with muggles.
"A-Alright, sure. That sounds fine with me." Said Vernon who saw that the fully-grown wizard was getting agitated by the conversation. One thing Vernon has learned over the years is that you should piss of a wizard. "The boy will show you to your room."
Harry jumped to be addressed by his Uncle again since the beginning of the very interesting conversation of the adults.
"Snap out of it, and help your teacher to the guest room," snapped Vernon, "and don't forget to put your stuff where it belongs." Vernon finished with a warning voice.
'So, he's a slob too.' Severus thought while following Harry through the hallway and up the stairs to his room, 'but he does have a nice butt.' Severus shook his head to clear his thoughts when he felt his pants getting too tight.
When the two reached a door at the end of the hall, they entered to a room that was nicely furnished for a female.
"This is usually where my aunt Marge stays when she comes to visit." Harry stated with scorn. The events of that summer when he came back were so fresh in his head.

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While Harry was washing the dishes Vernon called to him to hurry up and come to the living room when he was finished. Harry knew that something was up because no one said any thing since he had gotten home or even acknowledged his presence by belittling him with orphan insults.
As Harry walked into the living room a fist collided with his face, which broke his glasses.
"How dare you do something like that to my sister?! You're so lucky that those freaky friends of yours were able to erase her memory. I have the right mind to take you out of this school and lock you in your cupboard!" every sentence that Vernon shouted was emphasised by a kick to Harry's gut. The pain was horrible but nothing like the searing pain in his head.
'I know now what you are going through' a voice in Harry's head said. Over all of the screaming that Vernon was doing and the beating Harry strained to here the voice again.
'They shouldn't be allowed to do this. You are a first generation pure blood! They are measly muggles! Join me and you can have your revenge! Your Freedom!' the voice preached. Harry knew who this was and through all his pain, and all his tears he uttered one word.
"NO." Harry said with courage, before he broke down crying and passed out from the pain.
'You will regret this decision, but never the less I will be back to make you an offer you will not be able to refuse.'
"That should teach you, you little twit. I'll wait until you wake up to finish this. This is not over!" Vernon sneered with a final kick.
And it wasn't the end either.

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Severus watched the boys eyes glaze over with fear when he told him about the room. 'I wonder what he's thinking about to look like that.' Severus thought was interrupted when Harry asked him something. "Pardon me what were you saying?"
"I said would you like for me to come get you for dinner?" Harry repeated.
"Yes that would be fine. When are you coming to get me?"
"In about and hour in a half."
"Fine see you then."
"Okay." Harry said as he walked through the door and into the hallway.
Harry's room that was right next to Snape's after the linen closet. When Harry went into the dark room a new heaviness settled around his heart. Harry pushed his trunk into the corner and started to put his stuff away. 'I'll take my trunk, wand, and broom down before I start making dinner.'
The travel to the house had finally caught up with him and was making Harry drowsy. 'Merlin, I must stay awake or I'll forget to make dinner.' Harry thought, 'Lets see, I need something to think about to keep me from falling asleep. Merlin, didn't Snape look good in those robes today. I wonder if he looks even better with lesser clothing on. He felt really strong this afternoon when I was hiding behind him though.' Harry's thoughts had strayed to this while he was laying down.
He noticed that the thoughts were getting even more naughty when the confines of his pants were too much for him. It was odd to Harry that he didn't mind that his thoughts were of a guy naked pushing him down to ravish him again and again. 'I guess I'm gay. Huh about time for me to find out though, I was about to ask Cho out next year."
Harry's hand travelled down his chest to his to caress the bulge that had started to show in his over sized jeans.When Harry let his hand slide past the waist band of his pants to cup his erection, he gasped. Harry had only done this one time before after the second task last year. At the time to stress of the tournament was starting to get to him, and he over heard the twins saying that it was the best stress reliever next to actual sex. The latter wasn't as accessible than the first to the scarred Gryffindor.
Harry's hand began to grip his cock softly then tighten to increase his pleasure. When Harry began to stroke his hardness, sparks went off behind his closed lids. His strokes became more frantic and frenzied, while his thumb swept across the head of his dick slowly, agonizingly, trying to prolong his pleasure. The young boys slender hips lifted off the bed, his mind picturing a certain Potions Master in the same position, with his eyes closed and a silent scream, Harry came hard.
'I guess it's time for me to clean up and make dinner' Harry thought while taking deep breaths to return his heart to it's resting state. 'I wonder why out of all the people to have my first homosexual crush on, I picked the one person I couldn't have a chance with in a million years. Well it doesn't matter, he is HOT. And his ass isn't too bad either.'

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"About time, I was beginning to think that you would spare me the dinner full of family cheer." Severus sighed when Harry finally came from making dinner to bring him downstairs.
"I wanted to finish my part of the cooking before coming up to get you professor. My aunt, uncle and cousin are already downstairs in the kitchen. Everything is muggle made, but don't worry it's edible made sure of that." Harry informed Snape. Snape seemed to be fine with this news so the proceeded to make their way to dinner. When they got to the kitchen the first thing that Severus noticed was the sour expression on Vernon Dursley's face. Then the meal that was laid out beautifully on the table. It looked as if someone used a very old magic of culinary that Severus had read in one of Hogwarts cooking books. It says that if someone is wanting to impress someone enough then the food would come out irresistibly delicious, but if the person really hated your guts the food would suffer and become bitter to the taste, and unpleasant to the eye
'I guess the old bat is just trying to impress her guest. The only one in the Evans family to have any real powers was Lily Potter.' Severus sat down between Harry and Dudley away from Vernon and his sour looking wife. As soon as the potions master was seated comfortably Dudley dug into the casserole closes to him and began eating his fill, much in the way that allowed him to get that pigs tail in Harry's first year. Severus just looked on in disgust at the muggle boy who seemed to have grown up acting this way for he had no problem doing it in front of guest.
Snape was even more surprised when he turned to see Harry nibbling on a small piece of fried chicken with a spoonful of mashed potatoes on his plate. Harry who was concentrating hard on not having anymore arousing thoughts about the sensual man beside him, and willing away the hard- on the was soon to be noticed if left at it's own devices. That is why Harry almost came in his pants when said man began to speak.
"Mrs. Dursley the food smells delicious, where did you learn to cook like this?" Severus asked politely to break the eerie silence that was starting to even make him uncomfortable.
Petunia who was always up for boasting about her cooking replied with enthusiasm "Um, why thank you...sir. I do take pride in my cakes especially this one, it's a family recipe. But I am truly sorry about the boy's cooking, the chicken is too crispy, the potatoes looked whipped not mashed, and the rest is beyond words." Petunia finished with a nasty expression on her face which looked like amusement for embarrassing her nephew in front of one of his own.
Severus was shocked. Potter had made the whole main course in under 2 hours, made the food taste as if an over qualified house elf had created it. 'I don't know but the way Potter's aunt shunned his excellent culinary skills was the same way that Voldemort talked about muggles and their revolutionizing technology. I am going to have to investigate this further to come up with a logical explanation to why Potter's relatives seem to just tolerate him, when I was lead to believe other wise.

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**Privet Drive: Later that night**

After dinner Harry went up stairs to get his trunk to put away his school supplies before the Dursley's realize he hadn't done it yet. Dinner was already 10 min's late from his pleasuring session, and he didn't want it to be any later than it was by lugging that heavy trunk into his old bedroom, the cup board. This is why Harry was startled when his uncle yelled up the stairs for him.
"Get down here boy!" screamed Vernon. It had been two hours since Snape had left to got to bed, and Vernon had revenge on his mind.
"What the-,' thought Snape, 'what did he do now?, I guess this is my chance to finally see how Potter family is like when I'm not around.' Severus pulled out his invisibility cloak which he has had since he first year of attending Hogwarts. When the older man stepped out of his door, he could see Harry's head disappearing down the wooden stairs. At the end of the hallway. Snape tipped over quietly and walked down the stairs next to the raven haired boy. 'He seems to be scared, I wonder what I'm to witness when I reach the end of these muggle steps.'
'Oh God, at least he waited until Snape fell asleep' thought a terrified Harry.