"Let me get this straight, okay?" He waited for Harry to nod. "You scream at your Potion Master, you lose 40 house points, you get detention by him twice and you blow him up with his classroom? So far correct?"
Harry nodded slowly.
"Then the next thing you know you wake up naked in said person's arms, who probably was naked too, and you were hurting when you tried to walk?"
Harry looked away, his face red like a tomato.
Tom bit down on his lower lip trying to calm his breathing… breath in… breath out… his breathing came a little shorter now…This was not helping!
"YOU SLEPT WITH SNAPE??!"
"You make it sound worse than it already is…" Harry said looking like some hurt puppy.
"Make it WORSE??!!" Tom was about to go crazy and strangle Harry or better yet Snape. Then his mind decided to remind him of the fact that this might not be all. Harry wouldn't simply come to his house in the middle of no-where to tell him he had shagged his Potion Master. Okay, he had come because Tom had been very sick and Draco wanted someone to stay the night at Tom's in case he had a relapse, but he had no need to tell him something like this!! … Unless, this wasn't all and there was more to come…
The whistling in the back of his mind started ringing in alarm.
No, Harry could have simply kept it a secret, the fact the he had slept with Snape wasn't endangering anything but the boy's own conscience… So for him to be telling this to Tom meant that it was or might cause some trouble to the plans they had been working on for the last year… Tom tried to figure out what it could be, but couldn't grasp it. Hell, it didn't even matter if someone had found them… Found them? …
Harry saw Tom's eyes narrow dangerously. It was the look he gave his fellow Death Eaters. The look that told everyone that he was the Lord and they a mere pawns and that Voldemort knew they had screwed up badly. Harry gulped. This was probably not the best moment to tell Tom that Peeves had found them entangled on the classroom floor on Snape's cloak. Nope, probably not the best time at all by the look on Tom's face…
Tom could be very understanding… as far as a Slytherin could be... If someone walked in on them… No that can't be, Snape put up some wards and Potter the silencing spell… But what if… What IF someone had gotten past that unconsciously? … That person might go tell that around and I can't have that. Snape's position among the DEs is almost as stable as my own even if he's not aware of that… The fact that I trust him to spy for me at Hogwarts and keep Potter alive for when I need him, is reassuring enough for most of those stupid lower DEs to follow him unconditionally. Now if people knew about this… then I would have to execute a brilliant mind and James' stupid maneuver to keep that boy, I mean, man alive would have been a total waste! … I would rather kill someone before anyone figures it out… And THAT can be the only reason for Harry to tell me… Right? … Or could there be more behind all this? … I don't like this turn of events at all… Damn it, this might interfere terribly with our plan… Draco is not going to be pleased…
And what if I declared it an accident, after all that is all this was… He frowned at that thought, somehow his subconscious did not agree with him on that… The case is, wouldn't that damage MY position? I mean, if I let Snape get away with getting Harry's body… and probably virginity, I don't even want to think about that! … I would have to punish him… Not some light punishment, probably some Crucio or so… Which would get Harry on my neck! … He sighed annoyed. This was not helping, why couldn't he simple let Harry finish?
"Continue…" He growled.
Harry took a deep breath; at least it was not Sirius he was telling this to… Get to the point Potter, the faster you bring it behind you the better! "Peeves found us like that…"
"Peeves…"
Harry blinked unsure. Tom was taking this very calmly. In fact too calmly. "Aha." A pause. "Like Peeves the ghost who doesn't care what or to whom he says anything?"
Too calmly…"Yes…" Harry answered slowly.
"I can't kill a ghost…" That was a simple statement.
"I didn't expect you to…"
Tom's eyebrow went up. "YOU didn't?"
"No, Peeves won't tell anyone, I can assure you…" He passed a hand trough his hair.
Tom frowned lightly at the scar he had cause before the hair hid it again. "How can you be so sure?"
Harry made a theatrical hand movement in the air. "I zapped a ghost trap on him and froze him in time."
"That's all you did?"
"Not really…" Harry was feeling very uneasy under Tom's gaze. "When I noticed I was…" He struggled for words. "I mean, when I realized what must have happened… I…"
"Must have?!!" Tom interrupted him. "What do you mean?"
Harry bit down on his thumb nervously like a little child. "I don't remember… I can only guess…"
Tom blinked.
"You see, I was so shocked when I saw him holding me the way he was and that I was lying on him without ANY clothes on … and then Peeves got past the wards somehow … and hell, the first thing I thought was: He's going to tell!!" Harry looked around in the room, his eyes not fixing on any spot. "I just got up and grabbed my clothes together and ran after that stupid ghost and summoned a ghost trap and I didn't think that I would actually freeze him in time…" There he had said it…Tears rolled down his eyes in relief, as the tension seemed to flow from him.
Tom's eyes softened and he walked over to the boy taking him into his arms and stroked his hair gently. "It's okay, you were scared, that happens, you still don't have control over your powers. It happens, Harry." He rubbed his back soothingly as the boy sobbed against him. As he calmed down Tom pushed him back into the seat and took his hands in his. "Now, were you able to get him out of there again?"
Harry's eyes watered again. Tom sighed and pulled him close again. Reading from the sixteen year olds' reaction Peeves must still be trapped.
"When did it happen?" He asked somehow calmly.
"Last Friday." It was followed by a big sob.
Harry had been struggling with this whole problem for three days now, no wonder he was like this.
"Okay what about Snape?" he asked as the boy calmed down a little again.
Harry looked at Tom, his eyes getting red from the crying. "I don't know. He didn't appear during the meals and I haven't had class with him yet…"
"When's your next one?
"Tomorrow, first hour, double Potions…"
Tom rolled his eyes; that explained why Harry had insisted to take over the night shift on him. He wanted to talk to Tom about all this, and he had not the slightest idea as to what to say.
"Okay, the first thing we have to take care of is Peeves. Did anyone see him frozen?"
Harry muttered something as he looked down at his hands.
"What?" Tom asked.
"A seventh year student came in and saw him…"
Tom sighed. "So the whole school and staff knows?"
Harry nodded. "No one was able to tell who or what had caused it nor to annulated the spell. But Hermione told me that when the teachers got together Snape looked as though he knew what had happened." Harry took a deep breath. "And I know he will know it was me…" He looked at Tom with pleading eyes. "Tom, what should I do?"
He let out a big desperate sigh. "I have not the slightest idea." He paused. "What did Draco and the twins say?"
"They said it was uncommon magic, but nothing we should worry about."
"So you didn't tell them?"
He shook his head.
Tom walked back to his seat. "Now listen to me Harry, you've got to go back and release him from your spell. You're the only one that can do that."
"But what if he figures I'm a-"
"Then he won't tell knowing that you have the power to do just that again." He smiled. "Why don't you get the Bloody Baron to keep him quiet, you could convince him easily…"
"I'm a Gryffindor."
"True… Then I convince him."
"You're going to Hogwarts?!" Harry couldn't believe his ears.
"Look Harry, the Baron knows me from back then when I was a student, you think he will not aid Lord Voldemort?"
Harry didn't like this whole idea at all… not at all…because that still didn't solve his problem with Snape…