Harry Hunting

Chapter Two

Runners Take Your Mark

Disclaimer
What I don't own Harry Potter, Then I was deluding myself all these years. I knew the pink Elephant was lying.

With the Itching of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes.
Witches: Macbeth

It was night time at the beginning of another term at Hogwarts for Harry Potter. The introductory feast had passed with out incident and so people that he placed bets on Harry creating a scene had lost money making the Ravenclaw betting ring happy. Harry Potter was helping some kids put their kids through school. This year the sleeping positions were split into double rooms with only two people sharing a single room. Harry and Ron had settled their stuff in quickly and had spent the rest of the night sharing well worn copies of pornos, obviously for the articles. Those jokes are funny. After Ron had finally fallen asleep, with his curtains firmly closed and his favourite mag in hand. Harry was left sitting in the seat under the window staring down at the long grass leading down to the lake. 'If Ron didn't look out he was going to have hair on the palms of his hands so thick he would need to comb it.'Another year another irritating hat song, and food that would send any one on an Atkins diet off the wagon. This summer Petunia had been fascinated with the no carbs diet craze. Giving Harry an unnatural hunger for potatoes by the time he got to Hogwarts. Late one night when he had told everyone he was working late he swore he saw Vernon sneaking into the house with a paper wrapped pack of hot chips.

In a room not the far away from Harry a group of people sat around a table plotting to take over the world. Woops wrong room we want the one next to it. In a room slightly further away from Harry, who was doing the depressed brooding hero thing. A group of six committed; in both senses of the word, Harry Potter fans sat around a table plotting the hunt and eventual capture of their sex god Harry Potter.

"So, did you see him this year, he looked so yummy."

"Yeah he has the whole sickly Victorian poet look going for him."

"Oww could you see him in one of those big white shirts with the puffy sleeves."

The room is quiet for a moment as everyone pictures Harry in a Puffy shirt.

"Okay so were agreed this year we aren't going to look from afar we are going to catch Harry no matter what."

"Yeah, who knows he might be killed before the end of term."

"No way, he kicks Voldemort's butt all the time."

"Yeah, but you don't know in the big fight some thing could go wrong. We gotta be careful of our Harry."

"So we're agreed were going to do what ever to get Harry into bed and fuck him ten ways to Sunday"

"Oww not like that, we are going to make love to Harry ."

"And . . . . "

" Okay, and fuck him ten ways to Sunday."

"Oh sure, I've been collecting this stuff since second year, like there was this really cute spiked collar and chain with emerald green inlay that I just had to buy."

"That is going to look so awesome on him."

"I saw this adorable little miniature whip. It's so handy it fits in your pocket and you can get your name written in gold leaf on the handle."

"Oh, you so have to let me borrow that catelouge, Iknow just the person who would love that as a chrixtmas present."

"First thing someone has to get his class timetable, and his room position."

"Your in Gryffindor so you do it."

"Okay, and I think I can get a hold of some of his underwear like last year."

"Do you still have that book on voodoo love potions."

"I did have it but I think I leant it to a friend."

"So are we all set to seduce and subdue Harry Potter."

"Yeah"

"Do we get to synchronise our watches."

"What"

"Its a Muggle thing."

"Oh, Okay"

"So has anyone seen the latest Harry Potter fan club news letter."

"Not yet, what's in it?"

"Oh there's this really cool quiz if you could be Harry's pet what would you be."

Let us leave this room before the occupants start talking about topics no one dears to contemplate knowing.

The next day Harry crept into the shared male bathrooms. Thanking what ever god that the showers all had their own sealed stall. All he needed was for someone to see the bruises and marks from the Dursleys and he could see the shit rain down. Ron had just left when he entered and the mirrors were all steamed up Harry's glasses fogged up he couldn't see and had to wipe them clear. Since he got a look at himself at the Dursley's he seemed to have filled out noticeably , not massively so but he didn't look like he act as a stand in for famine victim on a 40hour famine ad. It paid of sometimes to be used as a work horse. But then again sitting inside watching T.V is also a good occupation. "Fuck it." Harry grumbled to himself. A voice spoke from behind him.

"You never have been a morning person have you." Seamus was walking in to the bathroom to have a shower.

"No not really the day hasn't really started for me until I've had a shower. Everything before that is a strange blur with moving bits." Harry walked into one of the stalls and started up the shower. Pulling out his shampoo and soap Harry, was careful of any marks on his body, years of experience had taught him to be careful. It was the start of his first day of classes and he hoped that everything would work out. Oh no he tempted fate. "Hey Harry you all right. you haven't drowned in there." Seamus shouted over the sound of their showers as he heard a thick thudding noise from Harry's shower booth. Harry stopped banging his head against the wall.

"No everything's fucking lovely."

It was the first class of the new year and Harry was slinking into his first period Potions carefully trying to keep his head down and not be noticed by Snape. Fate who heard his unspoken prayer cackled to her self picked up another bucket of buttered popcorn settled back in her easy chair and stuck her foot out. Harry who had been carefully easing himself into his customary seat tripped and sent his potions equipment flying in twelve directions. Snape who had been at the front of the room preparing the paperwork for the class turned around sharply spotting a flustered Harry trying to pick up his scattered books, and tools. A notebook had slid under a desk and he dove down to get it. "Potter, I can see that you have graced us with your glorified presence for another year." Harry grabbed the notepad,

"Yes sir, I was just being my clumsy stupid, self. " Snape scowled

"If this is heralding the rest of the year I don't know if we'll all survive." Harry just grinned and picked the rest of his stuff and thought to himself 'You slimly little git, why don't you get over yourself. Most people manage to realise that high school is not the end all and be all of life. Everything you do in life does not centre of what happened in high school. Just Get A Life.' A/N that may be a little bit of my own venting there.
Sitting down at his table Snape picked up a sheet of parchment from his desk. "This year to better prepare you for you're exams I have picked your lab partners personally to better help you comprehend the complexities of potion brewing and enhance your dexterity with ingredient management."

FLASHBACK

Snape very drunk the night before dressed in a red, and black smoking jacket style dressing gown, singing to himself, " . . . .and most of all it's true, I did it mmmyyyyyy wayyyy. ' before him stuck on the wall of his office are two lists of the Slytherine and Gryffindor pupils for his potions class. In one of his hands is a dart in the other is a long tall bloody Mary.

END FLASHBACK

"The pairing's for class assignments are, Zambini with Weasley," Harry held his breath maybe there would be an odd one out and he could work by himself "Goyle with Seamus, Malfoy with Granger, Potter, with Parkinson." Harry slumped down in his chair. 'well at least it's not Malfoy, Crabbe or Goyle." and Crabbe with Longbottom. I Hope with these partners you will learn together and thus increase your marks. But I truly doubt that this will occur." The class shuffled over into the new pairings, some arguments arose over who was shifting over with who. Harry walked over to Parkinson's table as she had not been sitting with anyone.

"So, read any good books lately." Pansy sneered, 'I swear the Slytherines must be handed out a pamphlet on ways to be condescending and just general pains in the arse to others when they join up.

"Potter, I'm going to be blunt from the beginning. Snape hates your guts being your partner places me in the line of fire. If you fell off a cliff right now I couldn't be happier. So please don't do anything while I'm with you to catch his attention." A sudden urge comes over Harry to get up on the desk and start singing show tunes at the top of his voice. Under his breath Harry starts to hum as he sets up his equipment and is ignored by Pansy

"Start spreading the news, I'm leaving today I going to be a part of it New York, New York." From the front of the class while the student body is busy annoying the hell out of each other Snape reached into a small drawer and slyly pulls out a small silver hip flask and takes a quick nip.

Authors Note

I will put up the last few chapters I have already written tommorow. Then I will start on the new ones. Suggestions are appreciated for how you want the six to hunt down Harry.

To anyone who does not like my spelling and structure, please tell me or even better become my beta for the story. That way you can make sure others do not suffer.

Snape is not going to be a Lush but I have to say that if you had to teach these kids you would start taking some Dutch courage before class as well. I'm trying to think up a name for the group who are going to be hunting Harry down to make him their sex toy. If any one comes up with a good name I would be really grateful for suggestions

Warning Kids the Atkins diet does not work. Over the short term you lose weight but it can not last. While it is not the stupidest diet it rates up there with ways relatively sane people go about hurting themselves. I have had friends go one this diet and it DID NOT WORK.

Please Review pretty please if not for me think of the starving kittens.