Pretty Boy

Chapter 30

Hogwarts

Hadrian had gone back to Severus' quarters by himself, surprisingly not once getting lost. He hadn't been able to make his way around before. He'd left before truly getting used to Hogwarts and its strange ways. Thankfully there wasn't stairs leading down to the dungeons, so he couldn't really end up on the wrong path. On his way there, he'd begun talking to a snake; there were many of them in the portraits in the dungeons. They would let him know, if Dumbledore came anywhere near Severus' rooms. Once he got in, he sat down and began to eat the rest of his chocolate bar. He'd never had chocolate before; it had been a luxury he couldn't afford. He could now, and it was nicer than he could have imagined. No wonder kids always wanted it, why Dudley had always demanded it.

Getting up Harry put the rest of the chocolate in the fridge, he'd never let himself end up like Dudley. Eating all that chocolate would be one hell of a way to accomplish it. Putting on the kettle, it immediately boiled and whistled. Grinning wryly, he raked around looking for a cup, finding a large mug he made himself a coffee. Although to be honest he'd have preferred some juice, the chocolate had made him dry as hell.

"The dark one is coming," hissed the snake.

"Thanks," hissed Hadrian right back, as he wandered back through, getting a cup of coffee ready for him. He sneered at how…domesticated he'd become, honestly, yet…he rather liked it even if he wouldn't admit it. It was nice, not doing the same thing over and over again. He'd spent so long just sleeping, making money at night, never talking to anyone. Now he was learning magic, finally getting his long awaited revenge.

"You alright?" asked Hadrian, observing Severus inwardly relieved that he didn't seem hurt.

"I'm fine," murmured Severus looking exhausted, he gratefully sank into the seat. Thinking of what to tell Dumbledore. He certainly wasn't going to admit to being at Privet Drive.

"Coffee?" enquired Hadrian.

"I wouldn't mind," replied Severus. He liked that - someone being concerned. Someone that didn't demand to know what happened; he doubted Harry was even curious. He didn't normally get to rest until Dumbledore had heard everything, and finished analysing what it could mean. A steaming brew was put in front of him; he accepted it gratefully. Harry still looking like 'Hadrian' joined him, reading a book on Ancient runes. He was half way through already, but it didn't surprise Severus. Harry really liked Ancient Runes.

"You really shouldn't read that here, Dumbledore may walk in any time." murmured Severus softly, carding his hand though Harry's silky long hair soothingly. Harry was like a cat, purring and leaning into the affection as if he was starved for it. Which he was but still, he continued his actions drinking his strong black coffee.

"We have the map, not only that but we also have the portraits on our side, they let me know you were coming. They will let me know whenever Dumbledore is nearby, just in case we aren't near the map." said Hadrian smirking victoriously. "Since he can't talk to snakes he won't know.

Severus smirked, despite Harry's lack of magical education he was fitting in nicely. He had one smart young man for a lover indeed. Severus felt like he could properly relax for the first time since he had been made a teacher and Head of Slytherin house at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Dumbledore had always made a habit of surprising him, just walking into his quarters as if he owned the place. Well no more, he wouldn't be surprised again. "Indeed."

The snake suddenly began hissing twenty minutes later, even if he wasn't able to understand - Severus knew what it was about.

"He's coming," said Hadrian wryly, sitting up he went through to the bedroom, closing the door but leaving it open just a tad. He wanted to hear what the old fool had to say, placing the book on the drawers he got himself comfortable.

"Severus were you called?" asked Dumbledore walking calmly as you please into his employees room as if it was an every day occurrence.

"Albus," said Severus impassively, his anger as it always was hidden.

"Were you called?" demanded Dumbledore looking enraged.

"Yes," replied Severus, "He demanded to know why I took on an apprentice, afterwards the Dark Lord left with Avery, Bellatrix, Rodolphus and Nott. I do not know where, it was never explained." Rodolphus resembled him a little, dark hair to his shoulders, he was also as tall as him.

"I know, he went to the Dursley's they are dead." said Dumbledore looking sick to his stomach.

"The Dursley's? Weren't they protected?" asked Severus looking baffled, "The protection…surely it would have protected them?"

"When Harry went for training he didn't return to the Dursley's, thus the wards weren't replenished." said Albus, "He didn't want to return, and now his last remaining family are dead because of it."

Hadrian sneered at Dumbledore's words; oh he couldn't wait till the bastard for all his lies. Even now he continued to lie; he was amazed the old fool could remember them all. Lies always came back to bite you in the arse, and it would do the same for Dumbledore. It was just eighteen years too late in coming, Harry would enjoy every second of it.

"Harry you can come back out now," called Severus bringing him out of his thoughts.

"I can't wait to kill him," said Hadrian, before he continued on, "You were gone longer than just telling the Dark Lord about me."

"I was indeed," said Severus wryly, "I have something I want to show you."

"What?" asked Hadrian frowning in confusion.

Smirking he removed the pensive from the cupboard, thankfully Lupin had returned it otherwise he wouldn't have be able to. Placing it on the table, he removed the memory and placed it in. The ghostly memory floated around tauntingly.

"What is it?" asked Hadrian stepping forward, strangely drawn to what looked like an odd stream of water. He knew it was a memory through, he'd seen one before when Severus gave Remus the memories. The urge to touch it was very strong, something that hadn't happened the last time. His self preservation won out, he didn't know what memory was in there so he didn't touch it. Not wanting drawn in, but he had a feeling he was supposed to though.

"A memory I think you will enjoy immensely." said Severus "Ready? Touch it on three. 1, 2, 3."

Both of them disappeared from view, immersed in the memory that had just occurred a few hours ago.

"I have to remember that spell," said Hadrian as he was thrown from the pensive. His green eyes gleaming with malicious satisfaction. All those years of abuse…avenged, he was tempted to like the Dark Lord for that alone. He knew the snake faced bastard probably thought he'd be upset about it. He was in for a shock, no if the Dark Lord wasn't trying to kill him; he'd have shook his hand for it.

"Which one?" enquired Severus.

"Both actually," conceded Hadrian, "I know you invented one of them, did you invent the other?" he remembered it from the book, the Potion book Severus had given him.

"No," said Severus. It was certainly going to be a highlighted memory, one he wouldn't forget for a while.

"I'm going to get Sirius and Remus," said Hadrian, wandering over to the Floo.

Severus opened his mouth to object, tell Harry that they wouldn't find…the same amusement as they did but he was too late. His head was already stuck in the Floo Network, shaking his head in exasperation. He would learn not everyone had a taste for this, especially those two.

"Are you alright?" asked Hadrian cocking his head to the side.

"Fine" said Remus looking fainthearted.

"Well I won't be bringing you along when I get my revenge on Lucius Malfoy." said Hadrian scoffing, shaking his head. Of everyone else he had expected the wolf to have the heaviest stomach. He was weak, and Harry didn't know how to feel about that. There was no room for weakness in his life, hopefully he would change but Harry wasn't going to bet on it.

Remus flushed and looked away embarrassed, he knew he looked like a fool. Especially considering he knew what those bastards had done to Harry. However, they had suffered a very cruel fate, and seeing what Severus was capable it was hardly a wonder he was in Voldemort's inner circle.

"Want to watch it again?" asked Sirius looking rather vindictively smug, the only problem he had, was the fact he couldn't be part of it. They deserved every ounce of pain, they'd hurt his godson, even now it affected him even if he didn't admit it.

"Yep!" and both of them disappeared from view again.

"Are you really going to let Harry get revenge on Lucius Malfoy? You know what he's capable of…yet you are going to let Harry near him?" said Remus.

"There's a reason I agreed, it's to make sure Harry didn't do anything stupid. If I am there, there's less chance of anything going wrong." said Severus his lip curling.

"You are going to let him do something like…this?" asked Remus gesturing to the pensive. "It will ruin his life, killing another person will change him."

"Shall I take him and run then? Just in case you are forgetting, he is supposed to kill the Dark Lord. Shall we leave the wizarding world to be enslaved and burnt to the ground to satisfy your life is golden view?" snapped Severus irritated.

"I just want what's best for him…it isn't normal watching that and being happy." said Remus.

"No?" questioned Severus, "If it was Greyback I'm sure you'd be happy enough."

Remus didn't reply as he sat there unsure of anything anymore.

Sirius and Harry returned from the pensive, once Harry had righted himself he passed the pensive over to Severus. He was finished with it, once had been enough, he'd remember it always. In his opinion Vernon Dursley had got of to easily. He'd have played with him some more, but it had been Vernon who had hurt him most.

Severus returned it to its normal place, after retrieving the memory within in. Sirius kept giving Remus odd looks, wondering what was wrong with his lover.

"Harry is getting better at Occlumency," said Severus changing the subject. If they were going to fight, he'd rather it be away from his quarters.

"Really? Well done!" said Sirius it took him years to learn it, but he had just been a kid. Nevertheless he was still proud of him.

"Yeah…I think of my cupboard." Stated Hadrian calmly. Hopefully this would remove any lingering doubt Lupin had. He wanted the werewolf to understand why he was the way he was. He would never be the golden boy Remus wanted.

"Cupboard?" asked Sirius blankly.

"That's where they kept me for eleven years. In a cupboard under the stairs, despite the fact they had two free rooms in their home." said Hadrian blankly, revealing nothing on how it made him feel.

Severus withheld a smirk, he knew what Harry was up to and he had to say it was expertly done. He wasn't any happier at hearing more about Harry's home life though. It just made him feel even better that they'd suffered as they did.

Sirius snarled furiously, his blue eyes flashing in anger - he'd never felt so willing to kill before. It was a good job they were dead, otherwise Sirius would have Apparated away and did it himself. He had sworn not to touch Dumbledore and Moody, not the bloody Dursley's.

"I was safe in there at least, he was too big to get in and hurt me." said Hadrian, he could see Remus was about to loose his composure, maybe now he would understand.

"I wish I had been there," hissed Sirius.

Remus' amber eyes got a feral gleam in them, he suddenly looked satisfied. He couldn't believe he had sat there and felt sorry for the Dursley's, for how they had been killed. How dare they put Harry in a fucking cupboard when they had a room they could have given him? Some house elves were better treated than Harry had been by the looks of things. His wolf howled at the mistreatment of his cub he suddenly wished himself he had been apart of the proceedings. Sirius smirked when he saw the changes in Remus; oh he had known Remus had felt sorry for those odious Muggles. He had been waiting on them going home before ripping into him. It seemed he wasn't going to have to, they'd known he had been abused but they hadn't understand the extent of it.

"When I was allowed out my cupboard, which was at six o'clock in the morning. My aunt would put the water heater on, take me up the stairs allow me to relieve myself and let me wash myself with cold water from the tap. I would be forced down the stairs and made to make breakfast, if I did anything wrong she would smack me over the head with the frying pan or any kitchen utensil she can get her hand on usually the pan or rolling pin. She was awfully delicate she didn't like hitting me with her hands…I think it hurt her to hit me. Plus they hated touching me for any reason. They were scared I would affect them with my 'Freakishness'" sneered Hadrian bitterly. Now that he had started talking he found it difficult to stop.

Severus began to rub Hadrian's back soothingly, his hand on his bare back. Severus had noticed skin on skin contact calmed him quicker, although he wasn't exactly sure why. He almost smiled bitterly despite the situation; he loved it when Harry would mould again him. Sometimes he couldn't believe that this beautiful creature was willing with him. He knew he wasn't the most attractive man in the world, nor was his personality the greatest. However, Harry's personality was much like his maybe that's why they got on so well together.

"After it was made, I would set the table, and be forced to stand in the corner. Watching them eat everything I had cooked, enjoying it and smirking at me from where they sat. Forced to cater to their every whim, which included fetching them more toast, orange, juice, coffee, tea you name it they wanted it. Then I would be forced to go to the shops to get whatever it is my aunt wanted me to buy. Carrying several bags of shopping home, if it was a school day I barely got back in time to put it away and run towards school. I was normally always late, my teacher hated that. Of course I tried telling my first primary school teacher why I was so late. She then took me to the headmistress office and before I knew it I was accused of being a liar and sent back to class." Explained Hadrian his eyes dark and filled with bitterness. Nobody had listened to him, the Dursley's had been convincing.

Severus closed his eyes tiredly, if Harry had been abused like that what hope was there for the rest of them? Severus personally couldn't wait to kill Dumbledore. It was the old fools fault, he hadn't checked on the boy and he had known about it.

"That was probably the worst beaten I had ever received to that point, they had told my uncle what happened. My uncle had taken the belt to me and made me count; twenty times he hit me that day. I didn't make a sound, I was actually quite proud of myself." laughed Harry bitterly, "But my punishment wasn't over he then dragged me to the cooker and held me over the hob, I remember my tears sizzling as they hit it. My uncle wasn't the fittest guy in the world, he dropped me on it, and all I could feel was the burning I screamed so loudly and passed out woke up the next day in my cupboard still in agony." Harry wore a grimace on his face as if he could feel the heat of the hob even now, and Severus wouldn't be surprised if he could.

Even Severus hadn't known about this and he thought he knew where most of the marks came from. "Where is the mark?" asked Severus. There was no burn mark; he knew every single curve and scar on Harry's body. He'd mapped it plenty of times, showing Harry he didn't care about his scars.

"It disappeared a week later…my aunt had chopped of all my hair, leaving from my fringe. I was in my cupboard wishing it she hadn't done it. I fell asleep eventually, rolled on the side that hadn't been burnt. When I woke up my hair was back to normal and most of all my bruises, scars and the burn were gone. My uncle was furious; he belted me into the next week." Replied Hadrian.

"Wish magic…very strange it usually only happens in sever distressing situations mainly death." said Remus, who looked a little green. Harry felt Severus nodding behind him as if he was agreeing with Remus. Harry hadn't heard of wish magic and was curiously waiting on them explaining it.

"Wish magic is very powerful accidental magic…only happening in sever life or death situations. With your magic as powerful as it was you were able to force it to do your bidding without even knowing you had magic. It isn't usually something as complicated as that, usually its only Apparation to someone that will help them" explained Severus softly. With his magic bound of course, it was even more impressive, it could have actually killed him. Burnt out his magical core causing his body to shut down through the shock of it all. Merlin the more he learned the more baffled and shocked he became.

"If that's true why didn't I leave the Dursley's?" asked Hadrian.

"I don't know, you didn't know any other life, you knew no one would help you or you believed it. So much that your magic wasn't any help." Severus replied, stroking his hand through his hair, uncaring that he had company. Harry needed his comfort more than his small amount of embarrassment. They knew they were together, and got up to much more than this so really…it shouldn't shock them too much.

"I'm glad those son of a bitches are dead." snarled Sirius angrily unable to contain his anger any longer.

"I know," replied Remus his voice calm and cool his amber eyes alight with anger.

"I think I best get Harry to bed," whispered Severus suddenly.

Remus and Sirius turned around confused, only to grin sort of wryly - Harry was sleeping against Severus. He looked so carefree, so peaceful he never looked like that awake. They wondered if he would look this serene some day, and they nodded they would make sure of it. Harry had been given such a hard life so far and he deserved some peace in his life, they were going to ensure it even if they had to kill every Death Eater with their bare hands to do it.

Severus slipped under the covers twenty minutes later, having already put Harry into the bed earlier. He'd completed his class schedule, wanting to get it out of the way. Severus felt Harry shift on top of him, a hardness pressed against his now twitching member taking an interest in the proceedings. He was Harry again; he must have taken the Anti-dote. His hardness grew as Harry nibbled and kissed his way down his neck and chest, paying close attention to Severus' nipples. Harry loved hearing the hisses and whimpers he could garner from Severus. He was always so composed, so stern and he was so undeniably smug that he was the only one that got to see Severus like this.

"I didn't think they were going to leave," murmured Harry quietly as he laved his nipples before biting down on one.

"I agree." hissed Severus chuckling slightly, Merlin if he'd known he wouldn't have done the paperwork.

Turning then over, staring down at Harry, securely on top of him, he knew Harry loved it. Harry felt so safe under Severus, he trusted him impeccably to not let anything happen to him. The feeling of Severus all around him, his smell, his touch and more importantly his love made him feel so alive…safe. Something that Harry had felt precious little of in his life.

"I've wanted this for days" hissed Severus passionately. A strangled gasp left Severus' mouth when Harry arched up into him. Leaning over he kissed Harry hard and passionately, until the need for air drew them apart.

"Mmm Severus," moaned Harry, as Severus once again bit his shoulder. It wasn't painful but you could tell he was biting. It felt so great to be getting pleasure from sex without the guilt or disgust he usually felt. He hadn't truly gotten any pleasure from sex when he worked. There had been a few sadistic customers who had tried to arouse him, then there was a few who generally cared about his pleasure too. Harry shook his head he really didn't want to be thinking that right now, it wasn't who he was anymore. It was part of his past much like the Dursley's were now for good.

Severus knew all of Harry's weak spots, which caused him to whimper, groan, moan or even purr. "Turn over little one" said Severus panting heavily. Harry breathing just as heavily as Severus turned over which took a bit of time. Eventually he was on all fours his legs parted, making plenty of room for Severus. Harry shuddered when he felt the spell to prepare him. A moan tore out of his throat soon after, feeling Severus at his entrance.

Harry's head arched back, exposing the side of his neck; Severus bit him nibbling the bit of flesh with his teeth. As he felt Severus sink into him, inch by inch until he was fully embedded in. Harry's entire body was shaking, he had been though a lot today, the knowledge the Dursley's were dead was like a balm to his soul. He revealed information he didn't want to reveal to Sirius and Remus, and now he was panting with need for Severus to finish this. He was tired his mind needed rest and his body was finally agreeing with him. Harry was bone achingly tired, and Severus seemed to realize this.

His pace was fast and hard as he thrust deeply into him, stroking him closer to a climax each and every thrust as one. Severus held his lover up as his arms just about gave way. Shuddering Harry came hard, panting, seeing stars and ready to fall into blessed darkness. Suddenly warmth flooded him, as he clenched around Severus milking him for everything. Falling together, only the sound of panting in the air as they recovered. Harry cleaned the mess wandlessly, as Severus wrapped his arms around him. It was the last thing he remembered as he finally lost the battle, falling asleep secure in Severus' arms.

There truly wasn't anywhere else in the world Harry wanted to be.

their love continues as the need for revenge gets more bloodthirsty :D R&R