Blood of a Malfoy
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Chapter Three
The Shock
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Snape stared in shock as the image that Harry Potter melted away. The person before him had a mixture of gold, black, and red hair and had grown at least four inches in high. If Severus had to guess he would say that the boy's teeth had also reformed. He could see that the boy's nails were thicker and sharper.
But that was not the only thing that caught Severus' attention. The boy's features were gaunt and pale, even for a Vampyr. He could tell that the boy was malnourished at best. HE spotted a couple of cuts on Harry's face as well, but the boy's robes covered the rest of his boyd from sight.
The boy's eyes (which hadn't changed, in color at least) were panicked as he realized his disguise had disappeared. He backed away quickly and tried to turn the knob which Severus had luckily had the foresight to lock. Harry pulled out his wand.
"Explliarmus," Severus shouted and the teen's wand flew into his hand.
A crackle of energy swept through the room like thunder. Harry was frightened. Severus muttered under his breath and a golden menacle appeared and wrapped itself around Harry's wrist.
"Calm down Potter," he soothed. The boy was acting like a deer caught in the headlights while trying to pull the magical binding off. "It was necessary. Your emotions are too wild. Without binding it, your magic would have forced your transformation."
Harry relaxed slightly. Severus took a step toward him tentatively. The boy pushed himself further against the wall.
"Calm down Potter," he said again. "I just want to see what changes have appeared."
Severus managed to keep his student calm while he examined Harry's hair, which had turned silky and smooth, his ears, which were slightly pointy ("Elf blood," muttered Severus), and his nails, which were indeed harder and sharper.
From such a close distance Severus could see the small cuts across Potter's face. They were old and they seemed to have been made with a knife. His hands were also full of small cuts. He made to push his student's sleeves up under the facade of examining his chagnes, but Harry lost his cool and violently broke away from him.
"That's all," Harry said, his first words since Severus had revealed his true form. "Those are all the changes."
Now that the boy was being slightly more rational Severus decided that it was the time to ask him about his facial injuries. "Potter, what happened to your face and your hands. Those cuts look like they came from knives."
Harry's eyes widened and he said in a shaken voice, "My nails, I didn't see them at first, and I accidentally cut myself with them a couple of times."
Severus nodded, pretending that he believed him. "And the ones on your hands?" he asked neutrally.
Harry shrugged, hoping that the Professor would just accept htat. Snape sneered and glared at him. "I want truthful answers Potter. If you don't give them to me I'll use Veritaserum to ensure that you do."
"I just want to be left alone Professor."
"Of that I'm sure."
"Then please leave me alone."
"I'm afraid that I can not Mr. Potter. At best I can tell that you are extremely malnourished, even if you're not injured. As your professor it is my responsibility to ensure that you get proper treatment and that your health is intact. So we can either do it my way or I'll drag you to Madame Pomfrey and we'll do it her way."
"Professor, I promise you that there is nothing else. I'm not malnourished, I'm just naturally thin."
"Then take off your robes and prove it to me."
Harry was looking panicked again. "Sir, can you please just leave it alone? I'm fine, I promise!"
"Mr. Potter, I'm afraid that we can't risk discovery of your condition, otherwise I would drag you down to Madame Pomfrey right this instant. But you will show me what I want to see. And you will do it now."
Harry shook his head vehemently, but he was scared and cowed and Severus could see it. "Very well, Mr.Potter," he sighed. "You leave me no choice. Accio Robes."
Harry's robes unclasped themselves and flew into Snape's hand, who abruptly dropped them in shock at seeing the boy who was covered only by a thin t-shirt and light weight black pants. He was bruised and cut in so many places that Snape couldn't even count them.
"Take off your shirt Potter," murmured Severus, Harry's eyes widened.
"Please sir, please," his voice broke and a tear leaked out his eye. He closed them nad Severus pulled the shirt off over Harry's head. He couldn't contain the gasp. The word 'whore' was prominently branded on Harry's back.
Harry had collapsed by then. Tears of shame were leaking down his cheeks from behind his closed eyes. Quickly assessing the rest of the damage-some knife wounds and a lot of bruising- Severus stood, stalked over to the fireplace, and called Dumbledore. "Come down here immediately and bring Draco."
Harry shivered. "No, please don't bring the Headmaster!" he cried after Snape ha d made the call. Severus ignored him and conjured a blanket of the shivering boy who quickly wrapped it tightly around himself. Then they waited.
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Draco and Albus walked in on a very strange sight indeed. Severus Snape was standing beside a strange figure, who, after second glance they recognized as Harry Potter. Potter was sitting on the floor against the wall, huddled under a blanket. His eyes were closed and he was shivering.
"What is going on Severus?" Demanded the Headmaster at once while Draco was still staring at Harry, a strange expression on his face.
"Why is Potter so afraid Sev?" asked Draco a second later. Then he looked surprised with himself. "How am I feeling Potter's emotions."
"Potter is a magical being is he not?" questioned Severus rhetorically. "You are a magical being. Not only that, you are a Veela which makes you empathic to other magical beings. Most beings can sense other beings emotions but Veelas are especially attuned to them."
"Is that why you wanted me down here?"
"It was one of the reasons."
Severus turned to the still-silent Harry. "Are you going to show them or am I?" Harry turned his face away. Severus sighed. "Very well. Accio Blanket."
The two beside him gasped as they took in Harry's injuries. "How did this happen?" breathed Dumbledore. Harry closed his eyes and wrapped himself in a ball.
"Mr. Potter does not seem to want to say. That's why I required Mr. Malfoy's assistance. I want him to monitor Mr. Potter's health and mental status while I administer Veritaserum."
"Is this really necessary Severus?" pressed Dumbledore.
"It is of the utmost importance that we know what has happened to him. Whatever it is, it has severely affected his control over his magic. So much so that I've had to bind it. So unless Mr. Potter will tell us himself..."
Harry shook his head firmly.
"Very well," Severus sighed.
Draco sat next to the frightened boy who drew closer into himself, while Severus fetched the Veritaserum. The Headmaster remained strangely silent, whether from shock or the planning of some further manipulation, Draco didn't know.
This was a side of Potter he had never seen before-a side he hadn't even known existed. He didn't enjoy seeing the boy in this state. Like this Potter was no longer the semblance of the richly gifted boy Draco secretly wanted to be like. Here, like this, Potter was weak, fearful child full of doubt. He loathed whatever had made Potter this way.
He touched a tentative hand against Harry's back, not retracting it even when the Vampyr flinched. After a moment Harry's body relaxed and Draco felt that he was somehow helping to calm him. His hard work fell to pieces as soon as Severus re-entered the room, vial of Veritaserum in hand.
"Please don't," begged Harry, in a voice barely above a whisper.
"Will you tell us yourself?" asked Dumbledore, his voice kind.
"Please sir, it was just me being stupid. I'm a foolish boy and I get myself into a lot of accidents."
"Then you won't mind letting us verify that with Veritaserum," came Professor Snape's cold voice.
Harry didn't answer and Snape nodded. "Very well, will you be taking the potion voluntarily Mr. Potter?"
At that question Harry sprang from his current position, ducking around the Headmaster and sprinting towards the door, which Severus had forgotten to lock after getting the potion.
"Draco," barked Severus. "Get him."
The blond haired boy sprang into action. He caught Harry's wrists-the boy fighting him weakly. Severus advanced and forced the potion down his throat.
Harry slackened and Draco brought him down to sit against the wall. Draco sat beside him, and Snape began to question him.
"What is your name?"
"Harry James Potter."
"Who were your parents?"
"James Daniels Potter and Lily Evans Potter."
"Who do you take residence with?"
"Vernon Maxwell Dursley, Dudley Vernon Dursley, and Petunia Evans Dursley."
"Are you in pain Mr. Potter?"
"Yes."
"Why are you in pain?"
"I'm injured."
"How did you come by your injuries?"
Harry hesitated but a force more powerful than the Imperious Curse was pushing against him, influencing his thought and speech process.
"I was hit," he answered.
"What else happened to you?"
"I was stabbed, kicked, and thrown down the stairs."
"By whom?"
"People," Harry tried to side-step.
"Who were the people, by name, who injured you?"
"Petunia Evans Dursley, Vernon Maxwell Dursley, Dudley Vernon Dursley, Tom Marvolvo Riddle Jr., Harry James Potter."
All three of the observers were in shock.
"You hurt yourself?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
Harry's voice was almost inaudible. "It gives me some control."
"How did Voldemort hurt you?" this question came from Dumbledore.
"Through my scar, and through the visions."
Snape took over the questioning once again.
"Did your relatives abuse you?"
"No."
"How do you define what they did to you?"
"Punishment. For being a freak."
Severus sucked in a breath. Veritaserum only let you say what you truly thought to be the truth. The boy really believed that of himself?
"You thought you deserved it?"
"I do."
"In what ways other than physical were you punished?"
"They yelled at me a lot, called me a freak..."
"Why is the word 'whore' carved on your back?"
Draco broke in as he felt Harry's heart rate pike up in an alarming manner. "Sir, I'm afraid I can not let you continue on in this matter. Potter is too emotional. If you continue you may cause internal damage."
Severus glared at the blonde boy, all the while knowing that what he said was true, Potter however, was still trying to avoid answering Severus' last question. His face had broke out in a sweat and his fists had clenched tightly. Finally he was forced to answer.
"Because that is what I am."
"Give him the antidote Sev," commanded Draco, almost panicked.
Severus handed the bottle to the Veela and Draco helped Harry down it. Then the boy was up and running out of the dungeons, his multi-colored hair flying behind him. And somehow...somehow they felt a crackle of magic.
"That shouldn't be possible with the binding I placed on him," Severus murmured, lost in thought.
"It seems," Dumbledore said. "That there is more to Mr. Potter than we first thought."
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Diane: You know, the whole submissive thing kind of came as a surprise to me when I was writing it too. That is why I can only speculate...I believe Harry is so submissive around Sev because Sev's behavior (at least in the past) has been much like Vernon's.
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