Harry was ready for class the next day, though he looked ruffled and felt as though he hadn't slept for very long.
"You alright there Harry?" Sirius turned a questioning eye onto his younger friend.
Remus nodded beside him. "You've seemed off since yesterday, you really should have gone to the infirmary."
The Slytherin nodded as they walked through the halls, yawning all the while. "I'm fine guys." He rubbed his eyes tiredly. "Just feeling a bit off."
Sirius turned to his boyfriend. "Think we should tell James?" He quirked a dark brow.
"Aw, come on guys, I'm fine!" Harry protested at the mention of his brother. "Just let me walk it off – "
That's right Harry, use your mouth like a good boy.
Harry's eyes widened as he jerked around. "Who the hell said that?" He choked.
He received worried stares. "No one said anything Harry." Remus frowned.
"I swear I heard someone say – "
All you'll ever be good for is your hot mouth. You're such a good whore though.
"That's it, who the fuck said that?" Harry cried, tugging his hair in panic as he began to shake.
"Remus!" Sirius yelled.
Harry screamed as they grabbed his arms and pinned them to his sides.
"Let me go you bastard!" Tears were streaming down his cheeks. "Get the fuck away from me!"
"Harry, calm down, it's us! Sirius and Remus!"
"No, no, no." He moaned. "Don't touch me." He began to sink to the floor weakly.
Remus' eyes were wide. "Get him to the infirmary. And hurry."
Sirius nodded and hefted Harry onto his back with little difficulty. "Damn this boy is light." He commented before they began running.
Strangely enough, or luckily, the halls were empty. The teens breezed through to the infirmary with little difficulty and slammed open the doors with a burst of energy.
"Madam Pomfrey!" Sirius yelled. "We need help now!"
The woman bustled out with a huff. "Alright, alright." She spied the two Marauders and scowled. "What is it then?"
Remus quickly pulled Harry down from Sirius' shoulders and held him steady as his eyes fluttered wildly.
"Oh dear! Well hurry up then, put him on a bed." She said as she scurried for the needed potions. "What happened to him?" She called over her shoulder.
"We don't know, we were walking with him to class and he claimed he heard someone talking to him." Remus shook his head as he tucked the whimpering boy under the covers. "I think…I think maybe someone did something to him and then cast Obliviate."
The woman nodded. "We'll see Mr. Lupin." She calmly placed the vials beside the bed. "Now I need to ask you two to calmly wait over there." She pointed toward two abandoned chairs.
"Yes Madam." They chorused lightly, if not worriedly.
The motherly witch waved her wand, and dealt out the potions to the motionless form. Harry had slipped into a calm slumber by that point and posed as no problem.
"Well Mr. Lupin, it seems there aren't any spells..." She frowned. "Though there is some type of potion running through his system."
Sirius lunged from his seat angrily. "Someone drugged him?" He demanded.
"Are you positive it wasn't young Mr. Potter himself?" She retorted. "I know you may not think it, but even the best of us are weak at times."
"No!" Sirius raged. "Harry would never do that to himself!"
"Sirius." Remus gripped his arm lightly. "Calm down, we don't have all the facts yet."
"You believe that shit?" He cried. "You know Harry wouldn't be stupid enough to abuse a potion like that."
Madam Pomfrey watched on silently. "Has he been acting different lately?" She asked quietly.
Both Gryffindors froze at her words.
She continued. "Hallucinations are a side effect of an overdose." She informed. "A sure sign of a potion abuser is if they suddenly start acting different – oddly."
The Marauders winced again. This was starting to look bad.
"I'm not saying that this is the case with Harry, but it is an option."
There was a sigh as Sirius nodded. "Thanks." He muttered. "But I still don't think Harry would do that to himself."
Pomfrey nodded. "Think what you will Mr. Black, but Harry will be staying in the infirmary until he is well enough to leave."
Remus smiled wanly. "Thank you Madam." He said politely, taking Sirius' arm. "Come on Padfoot, we need to tell James."
"Yeah, yeah." He grumbled as he was led out of the room.
The elder witch sighed as the two troublemakers finally departed. "That's all I need." She huffed. "James Potter worrying over his little brother."
Hopefully it would take a long while for the young wizards to find their leader. Her train of thought was quickly interrupted as the oak doors creaked open to emit a shadowed figure.
"I thought I told you – oh…hello Mr. Snape, I wasn't expecting any visitors."
Severus remained poised. "I heard that one of my housemates was injured."
There was a tired sigh. "Yes, Mr. Potter seems to have suffered from an overdose of some sort." She explained shortly.
Dark eyes narrowed slightly. "Is he well enough for visitors?"
"Well he isn't awake at the moment…"
"May I please see him Madam Pomfrey?" He lowered his head. "I want to make sure he's alright or I don't think I can get through the day."
"I'm not sure you should."
"He's like a younger brother to me." Severus said softly, head still lowered.
She seemed undecided for a moment. "I don't know what James would say to that, but I suppose since you are in the same House."
"Thank you." Severus murmured before she could withdraw the offer.
"Don't be too long though, he still needs his rest." She called as she busied herself in another room.
A cold smirk spread across Severus' features. "Never fear Madam." He whispered as he stood over Harry's prone form. "I only plan to watch."
Why did my toy break so soon? His eyes raked over Harry's shivering body. Lucius did something. He glared.
"Damn him." He growled, a possessive hand sliding across silky locks.
This throws off all my plans. He fumed. Though it might be better with Harry here instead of wandering around the school.
A long finger absently trailed across Harry's lips, they were so luscious.
All mine.
Severus was lost in thought when the nurse returned.
"Brothers indeed." She raised a brow.
The elder pulled away as though burned and stared at the nurse for a long moment.
"James mustn't find out." He murmured before turning and leaving.
"Such an odd one that boy is." She said to herself as the doors shut behind him.
Severus sneered as he strode through the corridor, robes billowing behind him in a show of power.
My revenge will soon be complete. A dark chuckled escaped him. And it's all thanks to Harry Potter.
Subconsciously he hoped the boy would recover soon. If he was truthful with himself he would admit he missed Harry's presence, but being the Slytherin he was, he accounted the odd emotion to a form of gloating.
After all, the game would be nothing without his little pawn at the center of attention.
He didn't miss Potter.
He repeated his mantra a few more times to drive the point home. One could never be too careful when it came to such matters after all.