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HARRY AND CO. BELONG TO Rowling.

Chapter 12. Plans, Outbursts, Rings, Downfalls

Harry woke slowly to someone's conversation, it wasn't letting him sleep. He wished the person would stop talking but unfortunately Harry almost never got what he wanted and the talking continued. He felt something pushed to his lips and moved trying to get away but someone held him as a warm sweet liquid went into his mouth and down his throat. The liquid soon took effect and he dosed of again.

Harry seemed a lot better but he was still weak. Severus hoped the potion would take care of the weakness. As it had become quite obvious that Harry's outbursts originated from extreme emotions Snape had added a relaxant to help steady Harry's emotions.

Severus and Lord Gustavus were debating over when to do the spell. Severus wanted to do it while Harry was unconscious but Lord Gustavus wanted Snape to do it with Harry awake. He did not want to contradict the man but Snape felt he was being pressured into something that he would later regret.

"You give him too much credit Severus."

"You saw his power, what he's capable of doing. He needs this now before he has an outburst that he will not be able to control." argued Snape.

"I understand your point, but I think you are making a serious mistake, you will be together for the rest of you lives this is not the way to go."

"I have tried to talk to him but it's impossible for us to have a discussion without ending up in an arguement." He finished as he cast a warm spell on the room before he walked out. He noticed Harry's snake, it lay coiled at the boy's feet watching them closely no doubt listening in so it could later tell Harry all that was being said. Exasperatedly he walked out of the room in direction of the potion's lab. His Godfather followed close behind.

"I'm trying Sir."

"Severus I know you are trying but it'll take both of you to make this work. You are asking a young teenager to given into something that for anyone of any age would prove a trial. If you were in his place would you not protest or try to get out of it? Of course you would. It would only be normal." said the older Wizard. "He is special, his power is enormous. If you and him do not reach an understanding he might fall prey to others who will not be as honorable as you are trying to be." Lord Gustavus paused and looked at Snape, the Potions Master did not interrupt but only nodded for him to continue as they entered the Potions Lab.

Snape heard his Godfather and much to his dislike had to admit that everything the man was saying held merit and that made him angry. "Very well I will talk to him once more. We won't be able to wait too long though, you saw the outburst. I have two convicts in my home things are bound to get worse from here."

"I did not say the age-magic balance spell should not be cast, in fact it should be done as quickly as possible but not without Harry being aware of it."

"I'll wait for him to waken, then I will speak to him and then and only then will I perform the spell. I hope you will be able to assist me I have received all the necessary information from the Healer who evaluated him at the Ministry. The spell is complicated and needs several potions which I have already begun brewing. They will be ready tomorrow evening. I suggest we perform the spell then."

"Yes I can. I have made arrangements to be away for a week from the office. You sound worried though," said Lord Gustavus noticing the strain on his Godson.

"Contrary to what he says, it was his father I hated..." said Severus quietly,"...Harry I simply dislike."

"I see." answered Lord Gustavus, well that explained some of the animosity. "But that's in the past."

"Yes it is and no it isn't. One of the convicts is Harry's Godfather, his late father's best friend."

"And the other?"

"The other is a werewolf and his Godfather's best friend."

"A werewolf!" said Lord Gustavus shocked, that was not good. Werewolves were extremely territorial. If any animosity existed between Harry and Severus the wolf would pick up on it and would try to protect the boy from Severus. "His Godfather and his best friend are they friends of yours?" he asked half hoping.

"No. Never have been, never will be" said Snape checking the contents in the two cauldrons while he adjusted the fire. "Could you pass me the serpent's ash?" asked Snape, the potions were almost ready, at least something is going right, thought Snape dryly.

Lord Gustavus watched the potions while Severus prepared three others. "You must be careful a werewolf is not the most rational of creatures, if the relationship between the three is strong your guests will not rest until Harry is away from you."

"I will poison them first; no one is taking Harry away. Least of all a mutt and a werewolf." Snape bit out vehemently. Lord Gustavus looked at Severus out of the corner of his eye, things were going to get very bad with Harry unless they reached an understanding soon.

"I suggest you get Harry to promise he will not try to leave you before he sees them."

Easier said than done, Snape thought to himself. Harry was staying put and that was that but how to go about it was the problem. He thought about it for a while but his mind was a blank until he saw his Godfather's wedding ring. Of course! That was it! He smiled oh Harry try and leave now! Try and take him away you bastards! Snape thought grinding ingredients as if there were no tomorrow.

Hours later they were both deep in concentration when Snape looked up from his potion. "Something wrong?" he asked levitating the cauldrons from the fire.

"Harry is waking up. Will you please watch the potions and remove them from the fire in ten minutes." he asked walking out, Lord Gustavus nodded and wished his Godson luck.

Snape walked to the main library and opened the Family's vault. Among family heirlooms rested a silver box, inside were the family wedding bands. There hadn't been a divorce in the Snape family for four hundred years and here was the reason why. He took the rings and put the larger one on, it was a little big but the magic in the ring adjusted it to the wearers' size. Once Harry put his on the spell on the rings would tie Harry to Severus until they died. The charm on the ring had endured for four hundred years serving different heads of the Snape family. Severus never thought he would be grateful for his family's psychotic practices towards their spouses. Thank Merlin he was a Snape.

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Harry finally woke up to a dark room. He lay trying to get his bearings and slowly began remembering pieces of what had happened. It wasn't until he felt something sliding up his leg and over his chest that he remembered Cecilia and everything that came with her.

"Good morning...Masssster Haarry!"

"Cecilia. How are you?"

"Fine Massster I have much to tell you."

"Good, but first tell me do you know where the two Wizards I apparated are?" He asked feeling amazingly refreshed and calm.

"Yesssss."

"Good then I'll get dressed, no doubt Snape's got the room warded so we have to do this fast."

"He promised to help them!" Cecilia reminded Harry.

"I know but I have to see them and I don't think he'll agree with me seeing them." argued Harry in parseltongue as he quickly got out of bed to get dressed. He wanted to see the two Wizards so badly to talk to them to ask for their help. He felt strong but he could feel his magic starting to push against him trying to get free. He breathed deeply so as not to lose his calm and dressed as fast as possible. He was almost done when he felt a presence getting closer, damn it he was here already.

"Going somewhere Harry," said the unmistakable voice of Snape from the door.

"Harry did not turn around and finished dressing. He heard Severus coming closer but ignored him. "Go check up on them!" he quickly whispered in parseltongue. Cecilia slid off the bed and slithered under the gap at the bottom of the door. Snape looked at the snake; it hissed at him and then went on its way.

Harry's mind welcomed Snape's presence but Harry was still too young to manage the feelings inside him and inched away from him. Snape noticed Harry's reaction but didn't say anything and allowed him some space. Harry was standing but he looked thinner and paler that ever. Potions would strengthen him but they needed something to work with and there wasn't much in Harry that a potion could build on.

"Are you cold?" The Potion's Master asked noticing the robe with a frown.

"I'm always cold," answered Harry sarcastically. Snape nodded and with his wand cast a warming spell on him.

"Where's my wand?" asked Harry walking to sit on the sofa near to the chimney.

"In my care you will get it back when you are stronger."

"I am stronger and you have not right to hold it."

"On the contrary the Ministry has given me every right as for your strength; it's the potion, once the effects wear off you will feel weak again."

"Why?"

"You are not healthy Harry." Snape answered sitting next to him on the sofa. Harry looked away from Snape but did not get up. A part of him welcomed his nearness while the other wanted to get up and run.

"So you're a healer now? Just give me my wand." Harry said irritably. He felt angry but for some reason he could not muster any more protest than that.

"I can assure you that glamorie and the other things you've done to yourself will not heal your body and again no." stated Snape determinedly. Harry did not like to talk about anything that had to do with his health so he changed the subject.

"I want to see my Godfather and Professor Lupin."

"They are indisposed." answered Snape recognizing the tactic but allowing it nevertheless.

"What does that mean?"

"That they can not be disturbed,"

Harry clenched his jaw tightly and looked away. "I want to see them."

"And you will ...in two days." Snape replied, more like two hundred years if it were up to him. After what his Godfather had told him about Sirius and Remus, those two were not going to get anywhere near Harry until after he came into his magic and completed the bond. But he wasn't crazy enough to tell him that.

"Why not now? It's not like I can escape where would we go to, incase you hadn't noticed I dragged them from Azkaban" Harry said crossly. His magic was beating against him trying to get free again and he was starting to get a headache. His headaches were beastly; it was going to be a long day. Harry rubbed his scar unconsciously. He wanted to see his Godfathers! He wanted to see them!

"It's good to know you've evaluated your possible escape and have come with such a logical deduction."

"I'm not stupid you know!" He couldn't escape from Snape now but it didn't mean he wouldn't be able to try later.

"It lightens my heart to know that you aren't. Now I wish to talk to you about what is happening and what will happen, but I need your cooperation."

"How so?" asked Harry not even remotely interested.

"I need you to control your emotions, every time you get upset it results in a magical outburst that does nothing but cause you injury."

"I don't care." He was being pulled apart. He wanted to see his Godfathers and Snape wasn't letting him. Well fuck him! He didn't care! "I don't care." Harry repeated firmly. No he didn't care as a matter of fact he would welcome such an occurrence maybe then he'd be left alone.

"You are clearly not feeling well." said Snape frowning, "you are coming into your magic three years prematurely and the bond that links us is pressing the issue."

"Pressing the issue?" asked the teen confused not really wanting to hear it.

"It's telling your body to come into your magic quickly so the bond can be completed." Snape explained. Harry was very young, obviously unprepared and completely immature for what was happening. If truth be told Snape himself had to resort to potions to control the pull inside him. He inhaled deeply and focused on trying to make the boy understand and accept their fate, as unwanted as it may be.

"I want to see them, I didn't bring them here so you could keep them from me." said Harry trying to keep his voice from breaking.

"I promised you on my honor that I would help them and I will, so let's drop this please. They are recovering from their injuries they will survive and they are comfortable. You've rescued them. Now it's time to do something about you." said Snape not budging.

"I said I would do it, didn't I? What else do you want!"

"I want you, Harry James Potter-Snape to stop fighting this, fighting me.

"Don't call me that!"

"You can not live without the bond but you push it away anyway, it could kill you." explained Snape trying to keep calm.

"Why Snape I didn't think you cared!" cried Harry in mock sentiment.

Clearly the brat would need to be bathed in a relaxant potion for the damned thing to have a more lasting effect, thought Snape evilly.

"You don't even like me." Harry whispered almost accusingly. Damn he was tired! This roller coaster ride his emotions were taking him on was going to be the end of him.

"You don't like me either. Like has nothing to do with it-"

"That's because you've always treated me like crap!" Harry interrupted rising up and walking to the other end of the room.

"You may be right." Snape said conceding the point. He had to be smarter than the teen if he was going to get anywhere today. He did not want to have this same conversation again. He had to get it right the first time.

"What did you say? I don't think I heard right." Harry said completely shocked from the other side of the room.

"You are fighting me every step of the way and it's only wearing you down."

"I already agreed to do the age spell, what else do you want!"

"I want us to try and get along. I'm willing to let bygones be bygones but you have to try to." said Snape rising to stand a few paces away from him. I want you to promise me you won't ever leave, he thought to himself.

Harry stood still noticing how much calmer he felt every time Snape came near him. Merlin if could only trust him. "… and I want out but we can't always have what we want." said Harry confused by his need and his want. He wanted out but he needed Snape. "Tell me about the bond and the spell and why I feel weaker right now. I was fine before you came in." said Harry rubbing his eyes; his headache was at a full roar. "I want to know everything! No one ever tells me anything!"

"Very well," began Snape,"…first the reason you feel so weak is in part because of the outbursts you've been having. Your body is not strong enough to handle the magic and it's starting to take its toll. You need to do the age spell so you can survive coming into your magic. And before you protest yes that means we will have to complete the bond... and partly because you are pushing me away. I am what you need and you know that but you'd rather starve yourself than accept me. Well your body won't handle much more." Harry said nothing and wrapped his arms around his body so Snape continued, "The age spell, consists of a combination of three potions and a spell."

"Will I be awake?" asked Harry sitting down on the edge of the sofa, tucking his hands under his robe. He needed Snape to live! Snape! Imagine that!

"You can be awake or asleep, it doesn't matter."

"Then there's no difference?"

"If you are asleep I would control the spell completely. If you are awake you would be able to control certain aspects of it."

"Which ones?"

"The aging itself."

"Will it be painful?"

"You're body will grow so you will experience symptoms similar to those of skelo-growth. I suggest you sleep through it. I would. "

"Great! How long will it last?" Harry asked remembering the terrible night he had had thanks to Lockhart's first aid in his second year.

"2 days per year, 3 years, I'd say about a week."

"A week! Are you joking! Skelo growth hurts like hell!

"No I'm not kidding. I am preparing strong potions for the pain."

"And what about you?" asked Harry accusingly, he hoped Snape would have it just as bad.

"I'm already grown so I will not experience your symptoms. My symptoms will probably last a day, two at the most and will entail headaches."

That's life for you! My skin and bones stretch while Snape get a face lift. My life sucks! "How will you go about making sure it's only three years?" Harry asked disinterestedly.

"The dosage. One dose represents one year, three doses three years."

"The potion controls the aging. What about the spell? What's it for?"

"The spell will dull your magic to prevent an outburst; our home can not take anymore abuse." Snape said pointedly.

"Our! Yeah right!... what if it doesn't work?" said Harry leaning back on the sofa.

"Pardon me?"

"What if the potions don't work?"

"I made the potions myself so that is highly unlikely. However I have made double potions incase the first batch suffers a mishap." answered Snape sounding a little offended.

"So you have enough potions for six years?

"Yes, but only three years need be used. Your body can not take anymore than three years worth. You are as I have said not healthy."

Well twenty wasn't so bad! Harry thought ignoring Snape completely. Of course 12 days of skelo growth was enough to make him want to quit right now. "When do you feel I can go through with this?"

"Tomorrow evening. You will have to take a more concentrated strengthening potion and I want you to take three vitamin potions today and three tomorrow as well as eat more than you normally do."

"Yeah whatever Snake, I mean Snape." Amended Harry carelessly.

"Don't push it, my patience-"

"Is non-existent? Yes I know. What about the spell? If you're going to be out who's gonna perform it?" he asked trying not to laugh. That was a good one Harry, he thought.

"My Godfather will perform the spell he will watch over both of us the first two days. Once I'm done with my transformation I will take over. Any other questions?

"Yeah several doesn't your Godfather have a job? And how old are you?"

"Yes he does. He's taken a week from his demanding schedule to help us, so try and be appreciative. I trust no one else with something as confidential and delicate as this and I'm 38."

"Anything else?" Asked Snape, he wanted all the questions out of the way.

Harry shook his head he had already told Snape that he would complete the bond when he felt ready and he didn't think he would for along time, he hadn't changed his mind there was no question there.

"So do I have your word that you will stay to make this work?"

"You have my word." Harry answered in a tone of tired boredom. It isn't as if he could go anywhere. His godparents were in hiding in one of the most warded Manors in the Wizarding World.

Snape sighed, Finally! He knew they would still argue they were too alike to act any other way but at least the boy would not try to run away with the mutt or the wolf when his back was turned. However Snape needed insurance so he removed the ring from his pocket. "Give me your hand."

"What?"

"Your hand Potter!" ordered Snape, Harry without thinking gave his hand to Snape and the Potions Master quickly slipped the ring on , the ring shrank to fit the much smaller hand of Harry. The rings glowed a fiery red before they dimmed to their normal green sparkle.

"What did you do?" asked Harry freeing his hand and looking at the solid gold ring with a large green stone. Green and gold, Slytherin colors! Great!

"I gave you the Snape Family wedding ring. We are officially married!

"Married but you can't I'm a minor! There have to be witnesses!"

"Yes, but as your guardian I can consent the marriage and witnesses are not needed, the bond has already been registered remember?"

"You sick fuck! You consented my marriage to you! Are you insane?" Shouted Harry trying to pull the ring of his finger and failing miserably. "Take it off! Damn you Snape!"

"It can't be removed while you are still breathing."

"I knew it! You sneaky slithering, slimy snake! You can't be trusted! You're fucking evil! That's what you are pure evil?" Harry ranted at an inexpressive Snape. He had gotten what he wanted so he really did not care over Harry's reaction too much. "You act all normal but you aren't! You enjoy your sadistic little game of trying to get me to as you say. Well wake up Snape because it won't happen! This was the last straw." Said Harry standing in the middle of the room completely enraged.

"You seem upset but I must admit to being perplexed on why you would be. You just promised you would not leave so I don't understand your reaction. What did you think a bond was?"

"How the hell should I know and don't change the fucking subject! You bastard!"

"Well then let me assure you that we are not doing anything abnormal! I simply married you before the bond was completed."

"Why? Wait a freaking minute what's the deal with this ring? What does it do besides weigh my hand down!"

"It's the Snape family ring worn by the spouse of the Head of the House."

"I'm not your spouse you slime bucket!"

"Oh but you are. As much as it grieves me you are"

"You're psychotic! You come in here acting all nice and patient and you do this to me. Why the ring? What will it do?"

"Don't you dare act the innocent you know full well that you are only waiting for the mutt and the wolf to get better so you can try to escape! I'm not a fool I wasn't born yesterday! So don't stand there and act the injured innocent because you know full well I don't buy it for a second!"

"I'm getting the fuck out of here you can rot in hell for all I care! Voldermort has nothing on you, you know that! You sick fuck!" shouted Harry storming from the room his magic practically dancing around him in delight.

Snape followed Harry. Things had not gone the way he had hoped but then again when did they ever! He knew Harry would react angrily towards the ring but Snape needed insurance that the teen would not leave with his Godfather and the wolf. And the boy's word was simply not enough he trusted Harry just as much the youth did him. The ring had been a good idea not that Harry would ever think so! Oh well what was a few broken pieces of furniture. He could afford to be forgiving.

Harry took the stairs. He didn't know where he was going but he needed to get away from Snape he wanted to kill the son of a whore! He walked through the manor the doors slamming open as his magic made way for him. He felt exhausted but he was running on a sort of magical adrenalin that would take him out of this place. He walked and turned corners and doors opened before him until he arrived to a set of double doors that did not budge. He concentrated on the doors but they did not open he pushed and pushed his headache splitting his head in two, he was about to turn when it hit him this was either an exit or this was where his Godfathers were being kept.

Cecila had been on her way back when she heard doors slamming open and then saw her Master walking angrily in her direction. His eyes seemed an unnatural green which made Cecilia slither to one side lest she be stepped on. She saw him walk past her blindly; worried that he might hurt himself Cecila followed him. Clearly the chat with his mate had not gone well. Wizzzardsss were ssssuch an unssstable lot.

Harry stood before the doors concentrating on their destruction but nothing worked just like the stupid ring! He was so concentrated on the doors that he did not feel Cecilia slithering around his leg.

"They won't open, Harry. If you try to force them the backlash could cause you serious injury." Informed Snape when he finally caught up with Harry. Harry ignored him and concentrated harder, most of the magic Snape used was based on cunning first and on force second so it wasn't until he saw Harry bleeding from his nose that Snape forcefully dragged him from the doors.

"Let go Snape!" Screamed Harry struggling.

"Stop it boy! They won't open for the Dark Lord let alone you!"

"I hate you. You tricked me!" he accused kicking at Snape.

" So did you! You would have not taken the ring on your own!

"You're damned right! You're just like everyone! Like my Uncle, like Dumbledore! You use me just like everyone! You don't care!" shouted Harry pulling away from Snape tears cascading down his cheeks.

Maybe it was the bond maybe it wasn't, maybe it was that Snape was not half as bad as he had been made out to be by everyone but at that moment Harry's pain hit him hard.

Snape remained calm he was sure Harry was screaming himself into another outburst so he did the only thing he could do, he removed his wand from his robes and raised it against Harry, but Harry's magic was ready and he side stepped the spell and retaliated with one that took half of the stairs down. Poor Cecilia wrapped herself tighter against his leg and hoped her master would not hex his mate; it would be a shame they made such an interesting couple. She wondered if this was how all Wizards argued with their mates.

Snape moved quickly and saw the stairs collapse. On the other side of the hall he saw his Godfather standing with wand drawn in complete shock! What in the blazes was going on?

Harry had not used a wand because he didn't have one so how had the boy cast the spell? The boy could do wandless magic! Lord Gustavus was even more worried now.

He had to be grounded tomorrow or he would not survive the week at the rate he was going.

"I'm sorry Harry!"

Harry felt dizzy, his head was pounding and somewhere in the distance he heard screams like the ones on the train, and smelled burning flesh as it was struck by dark spells. And Dumbledore was responsible; no it was Voldermort with his snake eyes!

"No you're not Tom. You liked killing her, you liked it, how about if I make you sorry?" screamed Harry launching a curse that just barely missed Snape.

Snape jumped out of the way and landed in one of the rooms. He lay there for a moment trying to come up with a strategy. Harry was too far gone in his magic to control himself any longer. The magic had possessed him unleashing his vengeful side.

Harry heard a child screaming, his pain echoing in a dark room where he lay half undressed fighting off a monster. He saw a fat man with an ugly face and beady eyes diving into an open door and wiping the blood and tears from his face went after him.

"Come come Uncle don't you want to play with me? Don't you want me anymore?" Harry asked enraged walking in the room.

Snape tried to remain calm. Harry was telling him more about himself now that he would have in years of conversations and what Harry was saying was too horrible for him to digest.

Lord Gustavus cast an invisibility charm trying to get closer to Harry, but as he listened to Harry's ramblings. He inched himself closer but almost lost his hold on the charm when Harry mentioned his Uncle. He prepared himself and tackled Harry to the floor Snape who had been waiting for an opportunity quickly acted and cast a sleeping spell on Harry. Harry was calmed but he did not go under. Lord Gustavus and Snape held him down as he struggled to free himself; the magic that had come with outburst had finally subsided and left Harry weak, confused and emotionally broken. Snape held Harry for a long time rocking him as one would a small child. It was hours before he was finally able to get him back to their bedroom.

Lord Gustavus remained outside unable to see the broken youth cry like a small child. The Judge wiped his tears away with his sleeve and began to plan Dumbledore's downfall. Outside a small snake lay curled, its reptilian eyes were glassy the Snake was crying too. In the far corner stood a house elf with socks on his head damning Albus Dumblerdore as the see through figure of a girl in uniform came through the wall to stand beside him.

Harry lay in bed exhausted, so very exhausted… Snape walked around the bed pulling sheets, giving him potions, tending to all of Harry's needs. Snape walked around half dazed himself; he needed time to think time to do something. Dimming the lights he turned to leave but was startled to see Harry's luminous green eyes focused on him.

"I don't hate you either Professor, I hate Tom, I hate my Uncle…." said Harry as his eyes welled up with tears "….I hate Dumbledore! He knew! He knew and he didn't help me! He was supposed to care and he didn't help me! I took it because he said we all had to make sacrifices, always sacrifices…I'm sorry about your house."

"I'm also sorry Harry. I didn't know." Said Snape taking Harry's hand in his, their rings shone in the dim light.

"He knew." whispered Harry dosing off, as tears fell down his cheeks.

"Yes Harry, he knew…" repeated Snape hoarsely his throat hurt from holding in his own tears. He bent his head and placed a soft kiss on Harry's brow and another one on his lips. Closing his eyes he rested his head close to the youth's, the kiss had been the last part of the ritual. Harry and He were now truly married. Snape closed his eyes briefly promising to make them pay.

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