Hello, it's me again. *waves* Sorry for incredibly long wait for this chapter. I've discovered the time consuming thing called school. Hopefully I'll have time over the weekends to work on the next chapter... anyway, enjoy the chapter! ^_^

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Severus Snape and the Boy-Who-Is-Missing

Lucius Malfoy was walking down Diagon Alley unaware of the red, snake eyes following his every move. The pampered prick sneered at all the lowly wizards who got in his way as he continued down the street. The slits in Malfoy's stalkers eyes narrowed as he watched the beautiful blond walk closer to his hiding spot. He could not wait to see the proud wizard tremble in fear once again. It was good to be back.

When Lucius walked past the alley where his stalker waited, he was grabbed from behind and dragged into the dark passageway.

"WEASLEY!" Malfoy roared as his back was pushed up against the brick wall, his icy eyes blazing with rage. "What are you doing, you mudblood lov—" The blond never got to finish his rant as Ron's lips devoured his own.

Pulling away, Ron's lips curved into a smirk. His voice was dark and heavy. "Do you know how long it's been since I wanted do that?" The possessed Ron asked the shocked Malfoy.

The blond sneered. "Aren't you married with the mudblood Granger?"

Ron chuckled deeply, sending chills down Lucius's spine. It sounded like his old master's laugh. "What do you want Weasley?"

"Ah," Ron pressed his stronger body up against Malfoy's. "What do I want? What do I ever want?" He ran his hand through the blond locks. It was then that Lucius noticed Ron's red eyes, the eyes of Voldemort. "I want Harry Potter to die." The red head hissed, his eyes burning.

"My lord," Malfoy gasped. "What has happened to you?"

Satisfied that Malfoy would not run away, Ron backed off and leaned on the opposite wall. "I have found a new host," said the Dark Lord. "Percy, my dear apprentice, kept my pensive in his vault for safe keeping. What he, nor this boy," He pointed to Ron's body. "knew, was that my pensive was much like my diary.

"Percy left everything to his dear sibling Ron and when the boy opened his dead brother's vault and looked into my pensive, I captured his mind." Again, the Dark Lord chuckled. "I am nothing more than a hunting memory."

"My lord, what do you wish me to do?" Lucius asked with a slight bow of the head.

"This is where it gets interesting." Ron pushed off the wall, sticking his hands in his jean pockets. "I am leading Dumbledore's allies into a battle for Hogwarts, where Harry Potter currently is. He is expecting this, but what he won't expect is all of my Death Eaters ending the battle."

Ron's red eyes lit up with a sickening glee. "When Dumbledore's allies defeats the brat's army, my Death Eaters will come and kill everyone who is left standing, leaving me to take Hogwarts and then the ministry." Focusing on the blond, he said, "This is where you come in. I want you to gather all of my followers together and I mean all of them."

Bowing, Malfoy said, "Yes, my lord."

"Good boy," Ron chuckled. "I will talk to you again Lucius."

Knowing he was being dismissed, Lucius briskly walked back on to the street and away from Ron Weasley, or should I say Lord Voldemort.

Feeling a headache coming on, Voldemort laughed cruelly. "Fight me all you want, boy," he said to himself. "You will never get rid of me."

Many miles away, in the library at Hogwarts, Harry Potter opened his one good eye to look at the rather plain ceiling. He blinked several times, trying to figure out why he was on the floor and why, after so many years, did his scar hurt.

"Are you alright?"

Harry sat up to see the chair he'd previously sat in, toppled over and four students staring at him with concern.

"I think I'm ok." He said gruffly, rubbing his scar and standing. Looking at the four kids, he asked; "Is there something I could do for you?"

A girl wearing a Slytherin uniform walked forward. "All of us bring you messages from all four houses."

A boy from Ravenclaw walked next to her. "This is our school, our home away from home and none of us will stand by and watch others fight for our home."

The boy from Hufflepuff and the girl from Gryffindor walked to the other two, "All of us wish to help in anyway we can." The Hufflepuff told the pirate.

"You might not let us fight," the Gryffindor said, "but there must be something we could all do."

"We stand for Hogwarts" the Slytherin girl said, "we stand for you."

Picking up his chair and setting it right, Harry sighed. "It might take me a while, but I will find a way for all of you to help." Harry couldn't help but smile when the four student's faces lit up. "But for now you must got to your classes. Quickly, before you are late."

The four students nodded and left the pirate alone to his own thoughts. Rubbing his temples, he tried to sort through the vision he revised earlier. It just wasn't coming out clearly enough for him to understand any of it.

"Astonishing," Little Albus said, walking out from behind a book case. "Perhaps this battle will do some good as well as some bad."

"What are you talking about?" Harry narrowed his eyes at the little boy.

Clutching a book to his chest, Albus sighed, "This is the first time in a long time that all four houses are working together. It's just a sight for my old sore eyes. I know Hagrid would have liked to see it." Hearing Harry moan in pain, with his hands again on his temples, Albus asked; "Are you alright?"

"Just a headache Albus. Nothing more." Harry moaned again. "I think I'm going to drink a potion and then lie down for a bit." The little headmaster nodded, watching Harry walk out of the library.

It was almost lunchtime by the time Harry found his way to Severus's potions class. As quietly as he could, the pirate opened and closed the door as he walked in. He could see many of the students wanted to see who came in, but were afraid of what the Potions Master might say if they turned around.

For the last ten minutes of class, Harry watched his lover from the back of the room. He suppressed a laugh when Severus walked around the class, checking the many potion works and handing out snide comments as if they were Albus's lemon drops.

When the bell rang, Harry did laugh when all the kids packed their things and were out the door in record time. Severus merely glared at the pirate and fell into his chair, rubbing his temples.

"It looks like you need a headache potion more than I do." The pirate said lovingly as the last student was out and the door shut. Severus waved to him to come over. Curiously, Harry did and was pulled into Severus's lap, the potion master barring his head on the pirate's shoulder. Harry was a little worried, having never seen Severus act this way. "You alright?"

"I need a vacation." The older wizard mumbled.

"I promise I'll take you wherever you want once this battle is over." Harry wrapped his arms around the other man.

"I've never traveled." Severus looked up and frowned. Reaching up he removed Harry's eye patch so he could see both eyes. "So," He smirked. "What do you need a headache potion for?"

"I have forgotten how troublesome Voldemort's visions were, until today." Sitting back, Severus gave Harry a serious look. "I don't remember what it was about, but I think if I get rid of my headache and sleep for a while; I just might remember some of it."

Severus nodded and lightly pushed Harry off his lap. Without a word, he took Harry's hand and they walked to Snape's quarters, where he kept his private stock. He handed Harry a small potion vile. "Take this when you're closer to your bed. It will get rid of your headache and make you drowsy. So don't miss the bed."

Nodding, Harry said; "I'm going to sleep on my ship. If I'm needed, that's where I'll be." The pirate kissed Severus soundly as a thank you.

"Just remember." The potions master smirked a little sadly. "I wish to go to Hawaii . They have the most beautiful flowers there. I would have liked to see them."

Harry frowned at Severus's tone. It almost sounded as if he would never get the chance and knew it. "I will take you there. I promise."

Severus's dark eyes turned to Harry and he smiled, "I know."

Still a little worried over Severus, Harry kissed him once more. "I will see you at dinner?" Snape nodded once. Satisfied, Harry disappeared with a 'pop' and reappeared with a 'pop' on the deck of his ship. The first thing he noticed was his cousin helping the crew wash the deck. Curiously, he strolled over and asked, "What are you doing?"

Straightening, Dudley smiled happily for the first time in ages. "I thought I'd earn my keep, Captain."

Harry raised an eyebrow. "You're doing this on your own free will?" Dudley laughed and nodded. "Well then sailor, return to your duties."

"Aye, aye Captain!" Dudley saluted and went back to his mop. The sight almost made Harry forget about his headache, but it was still there and he moaned, stumbling into his cabin where Hermione sat, watching Sirius.

"How is he?" Hermione smiled and got out of her chair to hug Harry. Keeping one arm around her he asked; "And how are you holding up?"

"Oh, Harry." Hermione started.

He tightened his arm around her.

"Sirius hasn't moved and I'm holding, but just barely." She whipped the tears forming in her eyes. "Oh," She pulled away from him and walked to his desk. "Several owls came by and dropped off mail." She handed him the three un-opened envelops.

Opening each one, he found they were from Salazar and Godric, Stratus, and Remus. All of them saying they all were successful in their missions and where coming back. Salazar and Godric were coming back tomorrow as well as Stratus, and Remus still had a week to go.

Hermione asked; "Good news?"

"Best news I've heard all day." He said turning to his friend. "You look tired. Why don't you go get some rest?" She nodded, kissed his cheek and left to her own cabin on the ship.

Sighing, Harry shed his gear and boots, but kept them close. He guzzled the potion Severus gave him and immediately felt it working. He smiled as he dropped into the vacant bed across from his godfather, and fell into a deep sleep.

It was hours later that Harry woke up to someone moving around the cabin, closer to his bed. He opened his one good eye in the darkness of the cabin. The only thing he could see was the person's chalk white hair. "Sirius," Harry called out.

"Hey kid," The pirate smiled hearing his godfather's voice. "I'm... I just don't... can you scoot over?"

The uncertainty in Sirius's voice made Harry extremely sad. He pulled back his covers and made room for Sirius. "How do you feel?" He asked as Sirius snuggled against him like a child that had wakened up from a nightmare.

"I just don't want to be alone." Black sighed as his godson wrapped his powerful arms protectively around him. "Do you know where Remus is?"

"Yes," Harry said, stroking Sirius's long white hair. "He'll be back very soon."

"That's good." Sirius yawned, falling asleep once more. Harry pulled him closer, trying to keep his godfather's nightmares at bay.

Harry hadn't realized he had fallen asleep again until a hand shook his shoulder. His eyes snapped open and in the soft lamp light, he saw Severus's amused dark eyes. "You missed dinner." He said, running a hand through Harry's tousled hair. "I see Black has awakened."

Harry looked down at his godfather, noticing he was still asleep, snoring softly. "I do not wish to wake him again."

"Too late," Sirius yawned, stretching and scratching his back. Noticing Snape, Sirius sat up and grinned sleepily. "Hello Snape."

"Black," He nodded and then surprised Harry and Sirius. "I'm assuming you both are starving. What would you like to eat?"

"Steak." Sirius, said dreamily.

"I think we'll both have soup." Harry said with a look to his godfather. "You've been out for a while. If you can handle the soup, perhaps tomorrow you can have steak." Severus nodded to Harry, left the cabin, and went down to the ship's kitchen. Meanwhile, Harry and Sirius got out of bed and set up the cabin's table just in time to see Snape carrying two bread bowls with soup and crackers.

"That's one of the most beautiful sights I've ever seen." Sirius said eyeing the steaming soup. Severus snorted and placed a bowl in front of Black and one in front of Harry. The Captain patted the seat next to him and Severus sat, getting a happy smile from Harry and Sirius.

"Thank you," They both told him.

Smiling and stealing one of Harry's crackers, Severus dipped it in Harry's soup. "You're welcome," He said before he ate it.

"Severus," Harry said between bites of soup. "I have a task for you." Snape nodded for Harry to continue. "Tomorrow Salazar and Godric are coming back. They are bringing a lot of their own journals and books they have collected when they were alive. I would like you and Salazar to work on a potion." He paused for a second. "Actually, a lot of potions."

The potion master asked; "What are we making?"

"Remus is bringing me an army of werewolves. The potion I want you to make will help the werewolves control their transformation." Harry took another gulp of soup. "I would like the werewolves to keep their minds when they transform and to transform at will."

Calmly, Severus said, "Harry that potion does not yet exist."

"Yes, not yet," Harry said with his eye sparkling with mirth. "Salazar was very close to discovering the correct combination before he died, but he never got to finish his work. I would like you to finish that work."

"You have too much faith in me Harry," Severus said with unbelieving wide eyes.

"And you," Sirius pointed his spoon at Snape. "Have no faith in yourself. I bet you twenty galleons you can't do it."

Severus glared and sneered, "You're on."