WARNING: Slash material. Meaning two beautiful guys doing the nasty. So those of you who are offended just turn your rear around and read someones heterosexual story instead. Thank You and Good Bye!!!!!
DISCLAIMER: Definetly not making money off of this so why sue lil old me? My gyrl Rowling owns these characters but i definetly own the plot and whatever new spell i conjured.
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SUMMARY: Harry's torn apart from 2 loves. Whom will over rule or will this be the end of our loveable scar head?
A month passed with little excitement. The Order was still working harder than ever since the Death Eaters were retaliating because of the death of their master.
Snape was closed off in his quarters working on potions that were in desperate need, McGonagle was running errands for unknown reasons, and Dumbledore was apparating around the country producing battle strategies. It was with great relief to the student body that Dumbledore had made a rare visit to the Great Hall for breakfast with a visitor.
"Morning." Dumbledore started. "As you all know by now Hagrid has retired." There was a few 'we'll miss you' and other sad comments but happy non the less, scattered across the Great Hall, with goblets raised in a toast. "As a replacement I would like to introduce you to your new Professor - Charlie Weasley." There was a loud applause even a few from the Slytherin table.
Ron waved at his brother who was smiling up at the high table. "This should be awesome Harry don't you think?" Ron nudged his friend who wasn't paying attention.
Harry stared down into his plate moving his fork around his scrambled eggs. He wasn't that hungry but Hermione dragged him down while scolding him that his studies had left him thinner than was healthy.
It was true that his studies kept him from his breakfast, lunch, and dinner but he no longer had an appetite. Ever since him an Draco parted ways he buried his pain away by burying his nose in the book. It wasn't such a bad thing considering his grades were improving and the teachers never complained.
Dumbledore sat with a smile. It was good to be back after all that time especially with the rest of the staff. Snape was as grouchy as ever after all those days and night stirring potions in cauldrons to now begin teaching again. McGonagle was tanned and had a slight smile after all the work she accomplished.
Reaching for his goblet of orange juice, his eyes glanced up at the Gryffindor table. It was by pure coincidence that Harry Potter had also glanced his way meeting the man in the eye. The sheer force of pain, sadness, loneliness, emptiness caught the Professor by surprise that he accidentally knocked his goblet over. He managed to keep the smile in place and make a slight joke about butter fingers but his eyes immediately caught the attention of Snape before returning to Harry.
What he saw was slightly disturbing in his eyes.
Harry barely noticed the Headmasters little accident. He barely noticed any of the stares he received by people anymore. Setting down his fork gently he made to get up but Hermione's hand immediately grabbed his bony wrist. "You haven't finished your breakfast." Hermione said glancing at his barely eaten plate.
"I don't feel too well Herm. Besides I have to go to the library." Harry pulled away from her grasp and stood. It was too quick for him and the blood quickly rushed to his head. Wobbling slightly he was held firm by Ron.
"You don't look too well mate." He said with a slight frown. "Maybe you should go see Poppy. She'll give you something."
Harry nodded his head no that helped clear away some of the haze in his mind. "I'm fine. Don't worry about me." with that he pulled away once again from his touch. It was quite knowledge by both his friends and a few other people that he didn't like to be touched.
"Didn't I tell you." Hermione whispered to her boyfriend who was watching his best friend leave much slower than he came in.
"He might not be feeling well Herm." Ron said with hope.
Hermione narrowed her eyes at Ron. "Don't be stupid. He barely touched his food. He's barely been eating enough not to collapse." Hermione's voice began to rise slightly. Enough so that a few Gryffindor's to hear it. The few who were more than worried about their hero friend.
Breakfast ended pretty quickly and two professors were wrapped in a conversation in a corner with a silencing charm around them.
"Albus." Snape sighed. "Must you ruin my vacation."
Dumbledore understood the mans frustration as an odd show of concern. "Severus, this is serious. Young Potter is in distress. I have a feeling he wont open to me but maybe you."
"In case it hasn't crossed your path but that boy and I are like oil and water." Snape said but he already knew the argument was going nowhere. He would find a way to at least figure out what was wrong with the boy. If the Headmaster was this worried then something must be wrong.
A/N: I know I know... it's short. And i am sorry but that's not the end of the world...... ...... ...... ...... ..... Or is it?
Ooh - what'll happen next? Well let's just say it's not all that pretty. *sigh* everything bad always happen to my Harry.
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