Chapter 2

AN: I just want to explain some things. when we flash back to Harry's past he isn't explaining everything that happened word for word. He's leaving some things out, mostly to save Severus's ass (literally and figuratively(づ￣ ³￣)づ) so the courtroom is hearing a revised much more suspicious version of the tale. this explains why he's still there... also most of them think he's an idiot...

btw this is thinking

"Are you alright Potter?" I just spent the last minute reliving my stomach of the burden of crappy holding cell food and you are just sitting there. That's it! when this is all over I'm pulling a Voldemort and moving to Albania! I hear it's nice there! "Potter!"

"Yeah yeah I'm fine can we move on…" he staring at me harshly, like I'm some kind of pest… honestly, I'm chained to a chair, what am I gonna do? blink funny?

"What did you do after the incident with Mr. Z. many commented on your strange behavior after that. One action in particular, which was the source of much debate earlier this morning is an increase in trips down to the Hogwarts dungeons to speak with the potions master and known Death Eater Severus Tobias Snape, are these accusations true?"

"Yes… I was going down to see Professor Snape more frequently."

"Is it correct to say that he may have been the one to influence your decision to join the death eater ranks?"

"Oh for Merlin's sake for the last time I'm not-"

"We know of your denial mister Potter but the evidence is clearly on your arm. You can't deny the brand."

"If you just let me show you I can prove-"

"Enough! Moving on then… what is it you discussed with Professor Snape?"

"Mostly a way to get rid of it."

"It bloody hurts!" Harry remarked itching at the now inflamed arm that bore his dangerous tattoo.

"Don't touch it! If you do the rash could spread you fool… you're obviously allergic to one of the ingredients in the makeup that Zabini gave you if it was makeup at all." Severus drawled sarcastically. Harry threw his healthy arm up in indignation.

"Honestly I get it Sev! I messed up! I shouldn't have trusted Zabini! You could stop drilling me into the ground and try to help for a bloody change! Honestly, I don't know why I even came to you! You know I thought I could trust you! I mean I'd like just a bit of support! Is that too much to ask?! Honestly!" Severus watched this tirade with a humorous smirk and slowly withdrew a long thin object from his top drawer. As Harry took a breath to continue his rant Severus brought the object down on the desk with a sharp crack. Instantly Harry went rigid as a board. Severus tsked and walked forwards lightly tapping the whip on his thigh.

"Is that any way to talk to me?" Severus asked trailing the whip down Harry's rippling throat. "you may speak Harry."

"Master I… forgive me?" Harry begged with a mewl. Severus smiled devilishly.

"Oh no, you are in need of punishment. Your tongue has been much to wayward these past few days." Harry made not a sound even as Severus grasped his school tie and dragged him into the bedroom they had shared for many a heady night.

"Mr. Potter… are you… blushing?" oh bloody hell!

"Oh, a no sir I… I think I might be coming down with something…"

"Hmm well, can we continue?"

"Ye-"

"So the next testimony comes from one Abigail Michlen, head girl of Ravenclaw house. She remarks that you began spending a suspiciously large amount of time in the library. Whatever were you searching for so rabidly Potter? Perhaps you were trying to find someway to kill Dumbledore or even the minister for magic without being caught."

"No… no, I was looking for a way to fix my mistake. I was looking for a way to remove the dreadful thing."

Harry held his wand in his teeth as he rapidly flipped through book after book trying desperately to find some way to fix this mess. He rubbed his clothed arm with a wince and went back to the page.

"Potter." Harry made no move that he had heard the head girl over his shoulder. Come on! Just a few minutes more. "Potter the library's closing."

"Alright alright." Harry was very careful to slip the promising book into his book bag in between his Transfiguration textbook. As he left and the buzzer went off he showed his book bag, shrugging off the buzz as a mistake. With that, he hurried up to the common room.

"Where have you been-" Harry dashed passed Ron and Hermione on the couch and up to the dorm. "Harry." Hermione finished before the door slammed.

"What is up with Harry lately?" Seamus asked from the table by the window where he was playing a game of wizards chess with Dean.

"Yeah, there is definitely something up," Dean said worriedly. Hermione sighed and shook her head turning to the fire.

"I don't know, he won't talk anymore." Ron sat down beside her. She smiled and leaned her head on his shoulder as the pair worried about their friend.

"However did you keep it hidden for so long Potter? You live in a crowded dorm with several other boys." Well, they are Gryffindors.

"Good excuses."

"Hmm… well, continue, what did you do with the stolen library book?"

"I used one of the spells I found… sadly I didn't read the fine print… and that made my situation all the more terrible."

"patconsiltemporaria, patconsiltemoraria, patconsiltemporaria." Harry waited for a few seconds, performing the motions as instructed, waving his wand slowly over his arm. After a minute Harry growled in frustration and threw the book away before burying his fingers in his hair.

"Why does everything happen to me." He asked the world. There was a melancholy silence for a few seconds.

Until the pain started.

Oh fuck Harry thought in total resign before he grunted when another short burst of pain laced through his arm.

Oh, shit shit shit! Harry almost cried out as the pain grew more intense. He slowly stood and donned his invisibility cloak. He made his way down to the common room and waited before he slipped out of the common room moving the portrait as little as possible. With that he was off moving as quickly as he could, having to stop several times to avoid the usual Hogwarts hazards as well as stopping from crying out in pain as he made his way down to the dungeon.

"Ah, so you were going to meet Severus Snape so that the pair of you could go to the death eater meeting."

"No! no, what had happened is…well, I was an idiot, I should have told Hermione before she got all suspicious and gotten her help. Knowing her she could have removed it with a wave of her wand… anyways the reason why it was hurting was that I had pronounced the spell wrong that and the spell was for temporary tattoos only… as I said before, fine print, it really gets me most days."

"Good gods harry… how could you not know what you were about to do was the most idiotic thing in the world! You should understand latin by now you imbicile!" Severus drawled as he held Harry's arm to inspect it.

"Just fix it! It feels like my arm is on fire!" Harry whimpered through his clenched teeth. Severus made a noise between a hum and a snort and disappeared from the room. as another blast of pain harry screamed around his fist as tears began to well up. Severus came back and quickly shoved a flask in his hand.

"Drink it all, it will numb the pain. I'll have more for you tomorrow. You will have to take it daily."

"How many doses can you make at once?"

"Two at most. It needs to be brew in a gold cauldron and I've only got a size one gold."

"So good Christmas gift then?" Harry asked with a pained smile. Severus rolled his eyes and tipped the flask up till Harry swallowed it all. Harry coughed a bit.

"Gods it tastes like ash and wax," Harry said raspily. Severus rolled his eyes.

"But it doesn't hurt anymore does it?"

"No… it feels great," Harry said as he looked down at his tattoo. Severus stared at it before he held Harry's arm at the wrist just below it and bushed a thumb over it.

"You needn't have done something so reckless for me, Harry." Severus murmured into Harry's ear. Harry turned his face around and up.

Damn, don't think about that night anymore. You'll blush again.

"Well, then how do you explain everything else! Your suspicious behavior for instance!"

"I'll admit I was more than a bit dumb." Honestly hasn't that been established. Harry Potter fucked up! Congratulations. You win a medal!

"Oh, this is getting us nowhere! I call for a recess. We'll come back in an hour or so." Oh great back to that stupid cell. when this is over I might organize my own fucking army. The army for the extermination of all ministry idiots!

"Alright alright. We'll resume at four o'clock. , kindly escort the accused to his cell" Oh so I'm the accused now?

Great...

AN: Well, its officially over I guess, I hope to get more done now that I'm finally over this slump.

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