Harry Potter and the Emerald Raindrop

AkashaWinters

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the Harry Potter world. JK Rowling owns the Harry Potterverse anyone who doesn't know that should be exiled to Mars, I make exceptions only for poor penniless people in remote corners of third world countries, who cannot read and don't have the money to buy the overly priced one – thousand paged books. I make no money from my poor attempt at fanfiction. Also for this page, A necklace of raindrops was written by Joan Aiken, I do not own any of the rights etc.

Chapter 14

You What?

The silence was suffocating; the only noise was the slight scraping of chairs as those from other houses strained to catch a sight of Harry's face which was hidden behind his curtain of black hair. Even though his eyes were shielded he new that every single person was looking his way, including the staff. Harry let out a muffled groan, breaking the silence, whispers began to grow louder and then the noise increased into full out uproar.

Harry lifted his head and parted his black curtain peering angrily at his so-called 'friends'. Hermione's hand covered her mouth; she had turned a sickly green and looked as if she'd just seen a dementor giving Harry a kiss. Ron looked in deep shock, as if he didn't know how to react. Both were sitting rigidly still.

"Thanks 'Mione", he said gloomily.

"Oh, Harry. I'm so sorry!" Hermione whispered miserably. Harry sighed and shook his head.

"It's not your fault, I should have talked to you guys about it ages ago." He said turning to Ron to assess his reaction. He seemed less shocked, but had a strange look on his face. "Are we ok?"

Ron still eyed him with that strange look. He opened his mouth uncertainly when a loud arrogant drawl reached his ears. "Oh Potter, you dirty fag! You should have told me you shagged Lockhart, I would have offered to take a fan-photo for you!"

Harry turned to see Malfoy standing behind him, one arm round Pansy. He looked like Christmas had gone early. Harry felt the bottom of his stomach fall out when it fully hit him, school was about to become like a living nightmare. Malfoy suddenly replaced his smirk with a mockingly sad expression. "Oh, I'm so sorry Potter I forgot, not even Lockhart would shag a freak like you!" He sneered his eyes sparkling with mirth.

Harry rouse to confront Malfoy. It was then that Malfoy's former statement fully hit him and Harry felt a coil of rage spring up from him. All those things that Harry had been holding back, not letting out started to build up, growing bigger and bigger; Cedric's death, Sirius's death, the Dursley's neglect, Dumbledore's manipulation, the attack on the gypsies, Megan's dead family, Malfoy's taunting. Suddenly, it was all blurry, he could see nothing but bright colours, hear nothing but roaring wind, as he let out a piercing yell. Then it all went black.

Snape sat with his eyes pinned to the golden trio. Potter sat slumped with his head on the table, long black hair covering his face; Granger and Weasley seemed to be in shock. A minute ago he had been watching them having an argument, it had been more intense than unusual, Potter seemed to be at the centre of the argument at usual, it had been amusing to watch. Then they hall had become quieter as their argument escalated, making it easy for the whole hall to hear Granger yell, "It's obvious Harry's Gay!" at full volume. Honestly, he had thought the girl had had more discretion. Obviously he had been mistaken.

Now the hall had fallen into silence and ever head was turned towards Harry, children from all for houses craned to get a look at the golden boy's face, as did several of the teacher's Snape noticed. As the boy lifted his head, a small amount of chatter broke out until the volume was turned right up, even the staff were discussing Potter's misfortune.

"Gay, did she say?" Flitwick squeaked out, a surprised look on his face.

"Hmmm, I think so" Treleny replied a very concerned look plastered across her insect like face.

"Oh for goodness sake!" McGonagall snapped, "Get a grip Sybil, its not like she's predicted his death!"

"So the boy's gay. It isn't extremely common i'll admit, but there's nothing wrong with that, many great wizards are gay. You'll find that's true of the muggle world too". Petasus, added insightfully.

"Merlin was gay." Sprout offered indifferently. This started off a second round of argument as the staff heatedly discussed the great wizard's sexual preferences. Snape noted, like himself, the headmaster was watching Potter intently and the reaction of his peers. Snape was surprised and slightly pleased that Potter was taking the humiliation well, he himself had faced a similar situation in his time and he in no way envied the boy's position at the moment.

Not boy, Snape thought, for he was no longer a child. He was of age in the wizarding world and all his childish features had seemed to had disappeared over the summer; his skin was tanned a golden colour, his hair grown out, his muscled more toned and his shoulders broadened. Even the 'Wizard's Underground' (how had Potter got his hands on that paper?), was more inclined to call him 'man-who-lived'. But Potter was still young and was still venerable, and he was about to find out if he was still as hot headed as ever Snape mused as Malfoy approached the trio.

Malfoy was saying something to Potter; it was obviously a taunt, he didn't seem bothered by it, in fact he seemed to be ignoring Malfoy altogether. Maybe some sense had been knocked into him after all. As the hall quietened a bit Malfoy voice floated across the hall:

"…Not even Lockhart would shag a freak like you!" The blonde boy said with a sneer. Potter had stood to meet confront him; suddenly his cool features were contorted with rage. It looked like something was coiling up inside of him ready to blow. Malfoy wisely took a step back, Potter stood stock-still. Large tendrils of raw deep purple magic were seeping slowly from him coiling into the air around him, his body radiated terrifying power and his eyes were glazed over. Students around him began to back away with fear; a few of the first years openly crying confused and scared.

Snape sprang to he feet as did Dumbledore, he began to make his way towards Potter when he suddenly let out a piercing scream that lifted the hair on the back of his neck, it was full of rage and sorrow he sounded like a banshee. Then suddenly a searing bright white light burst from his body, Snape threw his hands up to fend against the light as he was thrown backwards with great force, his head connecting with the table behind him.

Snape winced, his head hurt. He blinked once an sat up, the first thing he noticed was that the hall was in up roar around him, students were picking themselves up off the floor while other cowered in small group, they all looked pale and shaken. Dumbledore was ordering them all to return to their common rooms, the Professor were crowded around the prone from of Potter. As Snape approached he noticed the boy seemed peaceful now, he lay unconscious on the floor as Petasus checked for a pulse.

"He's fine, just asleep. I think he must have used up extreme amounts of energy. I've never seen anything like that before". The tall man said looking down thoughtfully at Potter.

"We should take him to the hospital wing", McGonagall was saying, "Poppy will know what to do". She cast a levitation charm on Potter but nothing happened, she frowned and tried again. Nothing.

"I think Mr. Potter is rejecting the magic, maybe a more traditional approach might be required." The headmaster suggested joining them.

"Very well. Leo, do you mind?" McGonagall gestured to the unconscious form on the floor.

"Sorry Minerva", Petasus replied gesturing to his cane.

Snape stepped forward and scooped the boy up into his arms, he was extremely light, which made him frown but he did not wake.

"Thank you Severus, I think it's a bout time we had a chat with Harry do you think you could keep an eye on him and inform Minerva and myself when he wakes". Dumbledore asked, his blue eyes drilling into Severus. His customary twinkle was absent for once. Severus nodded and made his way towards the hospital wing. This was supposed to be his day off, he thought scowling at a portrait of a donkey and a giant carrot. Just great!

Chapter 14….Questions Answered. I was going to continue that part in this chapter but it would have been very long and I wouldn't' have been able to update for a bit longer so I decided to leave it as it is. Hope you like.

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