I own nothing of Harry Potter and make no mistake, this is slash. HP/SS

I'm sorry for the very late update. If I was in a row boat and my writers block was in front of me, it would be an iron clad. -_- Stupid Iron Clad. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the show.

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Severus Snape and the Boy-Who-Is-Missing

When Harry returned to Hogwarts, the first thing he did was check up on Draco. He smiled when he found Stratus sitting by his bed, cloaked, and keeping the sun's rays off his milky skin. "Poppy has drugged him with everything imaginable, I should think." The pointed ear vampire informed Harry. "He still hasn't made a sound."

"I'll bring down a book for you later." Vladimir told his first mate. He then left to the dungeons when he received a nod.

Waving back to a couple of Slytherins on his way, Harry walked through the opened door to Severus's office. The man had his head propped up in one hand and a quill dipped in red ink in the other. To others it looked like the Professor was grading papers, but really, he was just staring at one, not caring that the words were blending together.

"It must be a horrible paper if you have to read it over and over." Vladimir called out teasingly. Slowly, Severus lifted his head to look at the older Harry Potter. Harry's grin disappeared quickly when he saw his friend's upset gaze. "Severus, what's wrong?" Vladimir moved gracefully over to Snape's desk. It was that same movement that he remembered seeing in the club.

"I'm starting to realize that there is more to you than what I know." Black eyes bore deeply into the red and green ones of Vladimir 's. "It would take a life time for me to really understand you." Sighing, the potions master placed the quill on his desk. "Honestly, I'm just glad you're okay." He finished.

Harry tilted his head to the side and a small, sincere smile graced his lips. "It pleases me to hear you say that." He paused to watch the older man's face. When he noticed the emotion in Severus's eyes, he dropped his smile. "You thought you were going to lose me." Harry said flatly.

Without warning, Snape stood, towering over the warrior. "Every time you do that disappearing act-even though it's impossible to do that at Hogwarts-, I can't breathe! I worry myself sick over you!" Unaffected by the outburst, Harry just let Severus rant on. "You rush straight into any danger! And I can't… I can't… AHH!" Severus grabbed the red ink bottle from his desk and hurled it across the room. It broke against the stony wall, smearing it with the bloody color. Hearing the glass shatter somehow broke Severus's anger. Sighing, all of his muscles gave up and he fell into his chair. "I can't… do anything for you, to aid you. I feel helpless and it hurts to know you'll never need me there to protect you. You'll never need me again."

"Severus, look at me." Harry called softly and when those black bottomless eyes were on him, he smiled. "You've protected me since I was a first year and you may not think I need protection, but I do. Maybe not now, but I will eventually." Cupping Severus' pale cheek, Harry brought his face closer, leaning in, and he whispered into Snape's ear; "You are more to me than a protector, Severus. You are my life and it's my turn to protect you. There was no reason for you to see the horrors I committed." Pulling back slightly Harry repeated, "You are my life. You are my light."

The smile on Harry's face was one of love, peace, compassion and contentment. It shone brightly in the young man's mixed eyes. To Severus, it was one of the sexiest things he had ever seen.

Standing up again, he placed his hand on Harry's chest and genially pushed him on his back. The smile on Vladimir 's face never wavered as the potions master bent over him, pressing his slender but powerful body against his.

Black eyes just watched over the god pressed to his desk with a heavy stare as long, sharp fingers found their way into Harry's long, ragged hair. Slowly and passionately, Severus planted a hot trail of kisses along the golden neck presented to him. The noises the powerful wizard was making would've made the devil blush. It sent shivers down Severus's spine.

Strong hands grabbed Severus's shoulders, pulling him into a heated kiss. When Severus finally released Vladimir 's abused lips, he was breathing in small gasps. Something so divine couldn't possibly be on this Earth, with him of all people! The gasping man thought, eyes heavy with desire.

When he snapped out of his trance, Severus kissed and caressed every bit of skin he could reach, making Harry say the most mind-blowing things and make the sexiest noises deep in his throat. In all of their passion, Severus nearly jumped out of his skin when someone softly knocked on his already opened office door.

In the doorway stood a very shocked and amused Remus Lupin. Harry tilted his head back to see the upside down werewolf. No one moved or breathed for that matter. Remus was highly amused to see Severus straddling someone on his desk, not that he thought Snape never had a sex life before, but because of whom he was straddling. The werewolf had a very keen sense of smell, but it was Harry's scar that gave him away.

"Do you mind?" Severus snapped, annoyed at the now broadly smiling Lupin. "I'm trying to devour your Godson."

"Oh! I'm terribly sorry!" Remus laughed, but warned before he turned around; "Sirius is here as well. I'll tell him that you were…" He broke off into a fit of giggle. "Busy at the moment… and that I'll see you about my potion later."

"Yes, thank you, Lupin." Severus smiled wickedly. "Now, if you don't mind?" He finished impatiently.

"No, not at all." The werewolf closed the door and placed several locking and silencing charms on it before he went searching for Sirius.

***

At lunch time, Severus, Remus, Sirius and Harry all sat in Vladimir 's cabin. Three of the four men didn't notice Dudley laying on one of the beds hanging on the wall. "I remember you saying, in your letters, that you had changed." Sirius leaned back in his chair, nibbling on a small apple slice. "But… this?" He gestured around the large room and at Harry. "Further more, what is Snape doing here?" He asked annoyingly, with a glare in the mentioned man's direction.

Before Severus could send out a sneering remark, Harry glared and explained with a frown; "Severus is mine and I am his. If you can't deal with that, then don't let the door slam shut on your way out. It's a fine piece of craftsmanship and I'm rather found of it."

Sirius raised his eyebrows and gave a hurt look at Harry's harsh words towards him. He kept his mouth shut for a while, thinking his words over carefully, greatly surprising Severus. Then, he spoke up uncertainly. "I love you like a son, you know." Harry smiled as Sirius gave out a deep, defeated sigh. "If you're happy then I'll be silent and endure the idea." Then Black aimed a glare at Snape and muttered; "I'm not even going to warn you."

Severus glared back. "Your dead silences shall be warning enough."

"As happy as I am about the mutual glaring," Remus butted in. "I'd like to know why the papers are painting you as a murderer and the next Dark Lord, Harry."

The mixed eyed wizard plopped a cinnamon coated apple slice in his mouth, smiling at his two Godfathers. "Well, I AM a pirate." He said simply.

"Harry James Potter!" Sirius yelled his surprise as his godson didn't even deny the charges against him.

"But I can assure you that I am not the next Voldemort." He stated sternly, leaving no room for arguments. "I took care of the one who was trying to become 'it'. His family is having the funeral next week, which I will be attending." As Sirius opened his mouth to randomly shout out questions, a rather loud knock on Harry's door interrupted him. "Excuse me." The Captain got up from his chair and opened the door.

On the other side stood a small, yet nasty looking pirate. "Sir!" he saluted. "There be two spirits wishing 'ter board, Captain!" He said in his heavy pirate accent.

"Is one wearing a kilt?" Vladimir asked at random, giving a good guess on who they were, but wondered why they would come out this far.

"Aye, Captain."

"Have them come aboard immediately." The small pirate nodded and rushed off as Harry closed his door. Not a moment later, as Harry rounded the table, a pair of ghosts floated in.

One was as tall as Harry, slender frame, covered in a reddish gold robe. The ghost had short, dark hair that was brushed back. He was the picture of importance, unlike his companion, who was wearing a ragged stained tunic and kilt, showing off his long sturdy legs, planted firmly on the ground as if they still supported the man. His long silvery hair fell in front of his sharp and handsome face.

"Godric, Salazar." Vladimir greeted the two with a kind and loving voice. "What brings you out here?"

"Hello, Harry." Godrick said, stretching out his arms. "I'd hug yeh, but… you know." He waved his hand through one of the high back chairs, as well as Sirius head, making him shiver in his seat.

"I'm afraid that we are here on business." Salazar crossed his arms over his powerful chest. "We got a visit from Albus."

"Yes," Gryffindor nodded. "Helga will be most pleased to know that you used one of her spells on him. Almost didn't recognize the man."

Sirius turned from the odd ghostly pair to eye his godson suspiciously. "What did you do to him?"

"I'm surprised that this bit of information hasn't leaked out yet." He laughed cruelly, pulling his arms from behind his back. "I turned him into a thirteen year old child."

"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that." Black mumbled, and Remus didn't even try to say anything. He didn't need to; shock was written all over his face.

"Yes, well." Slytherin said, floating closer to the table. "He's planning something, the old coot. He said something about gathering more friends before he comes back to Hogwarts."

"Harry, Albus tried to convince us that you were gathering Voldemort's previous followers; the Death Eaters and dementors." Godric phrased his next words carefully. "You should also call together your friends before he comes back."

"He thinks that you have or will take over the school." Salazar looked at the floor, thinking. "I doubt he would even listen to us if we tried telling him you would do no such thing."

Harry picked up another apple slice and ate it, ignoring the longing looks he got from the two founders. "So…he's planning to take back what I don't have." Vladimir said, amusement clearly showing in his voice.

"We're afraid so." Godrick looked grief stricken. "If I would've known that Hogwarts would be fought over like this, I would not have helped in its creation."

"Don't say such a thing!" Snapped Harry, his red eye shining brightly. "It's been the home of many children. It makes them happy to know that they will always have a place to go and it will continue to be so as long as I live."

"You do realize that Albus is planning to attack you, not Hogwarts?" This, surprisingly, came from Sirius.

Harry snorted. "Albus knows I will not leave Hogwarts." He sighed, leaning on his desk, behind the table. "He has already chosen the battle ground. This school survived two Dark Lords and it will survive Albus Dumbledore." Standing straight, Harry walked over to the founders and whispered something in Godric's ear, low enough that no one else could hear.

Godric nodded to whatever Harry told him and left in a great hurry. Next, he turned to Salazar and this time he didn't check his voice level. He spoke in a langue only Salazar and he could understand. It astounded Harry that, throughout all of his travels, he had found many excuses to use Parseltongue. Slytherin responded, using the same harsh sounding language.

Harry nodded to the founder before he flew off, his kilt fluttering in an invisible breeze. The three men sitting around the table had no idea what was going on. Sirius opened his mouth again as Harry sat in his chair, but was silenced when the dark wizard held up his hand. "I need to know where your loyalty lies." He asked them with no emotion.

"What do you mean, Harry?" Lupin asked, taking a long sip of his tea. "I'm not sure I understand what has just happened."

"Basically," Harry laughed bitterly. "Albus is sending an army to take his school back and to kill me."

"But you're not running the school!" Black yelled angrily, standing from his chair.

"It has more to do with the simple fact that I am here." Harry stated calmly.

"Then leave!" Sirius yelled again. "Take your ship and leave!"

"Where would I go?" He asked smiling.

"Harry." Severus took Harry's hand in his. "From what you've told me, you wiped away Albus's memory that you are Harry Potter. He still sees you as Vladimir ."

"Yes," The young pirate squeezed his lover's hand. "But for how much longer do you think it will last? You know how hard it is to keep a secret here at Hogwarts. The founders designed it that way. Other then the ones that I have told, someone else, in this castle, knows who I am. It would only be a matter of time before there is an all out Harry Hunt." He snorted and added, "Tally ho!"

Snarling, Sirius pushed his chair out of his way and started pacing. Almost immediately he stopped. "I'll talk to Albus. I'm sure I can convince him you're not taking over the school and that you're not evil."

"Sirius—"

"No!" Black crossed his arms, clearly not going be swatted away so easily. "Let me try. It would be better to try then do nothing and have an all out war that could have been stopped. I have to try."

Standing, Harry crossed the room to embrace his godfather. "There is much I could do to stop you." Harry whispered in his ear. Sirius's eyes grew wide. "But there is little that I would be able to do to you. I will not stop you because I hope that Albus will listen to you, but I am not going to hope for the best." Kissing Sirius's brow, he pulled back a bit. "I want you to be very careful and only talk to Dumbledore."

"I'm going to leave immediately." Sirius hugged his godson one last time. "There is no time to loose." Black gave a nod to Snape and briefly kissed Remus before he left on his own journey.

Next, Harry turned to the werewolf. "Where do you stand in all of this?"

"Harry, if Albus is crazy enough to fight you on Hogwarts ground, then I am with you." Getting up from his chair, leaving his tea behind, Remus marched right in front of Harry. "What do you want me to do?"

"You have good connections with the werewolf community." Remus blushed. "I want you to gather all the support from them that you can and make sure none of them follow Albus. If this battle for Hogwarts happens, Remus, I don't want the werewolves involved. Once the battle is over, I have much bigger plans for them."

"Alright," Remus said slowly. "But can I ask why?"

"We will be fighting our friends, Remus." He stated plainly. "Werewolves have a tendency to rip and maim anything in their path. What they're there for will come to light in due time."

"I'll see what I can do."

"That is all that I ask." Harry embraced his other godfather and smiled sadly as he left.

Turning around he walked over to Severus. "What—"

"You should not have to ask." Snape snarled.

"I wasn't going to." He laughed, sitting next to his lover. "I was going to ask you what you thought if I asked you if you would spy for me."

"Spy?" The man spit out the word like as if it was a curse. "You think I could get close enough to Albus to spy for you?"

"Not on Albus." Harry smiled, kissing his cheek. "I just want you to keep your ears and eyes opened at the school, especially when I'm not around."

"I think I can accomplish such a task." He arched an eyebrow at the younger man. "Don't tell me you have no death defying challenges for me."

"Not yet, I don't." Harry's smile lowered a little on his next words. "I want you beside me if this battle happens."

"I shall be there, wand at the ready." Severus smiled in a comforting manner.