A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for the wait, but this chappie is longer again xD

I have been updating slowly but that's cuz I don't want to get writers block, that would suck. I'm finally getting somewhere but it's still in it's begin-stages. You'll have noticed that I changed the formatting, I hadn't even realized it was doing that :P
As for this chapter, it's written with more detail.. I admit I was slacking off on that department but that was only because you guys already know how Hogwarts looks like and the great hall etc..

Thanks for the reviews, Faves and Follows I LOVE getting the E-mails, I have a whole folder and special alert-sound for FF E-mails xD

Anyway, I'm gonna shut up now and leave you to your reading..

PS: I'm ok with the new FF formatting and stuff, all of a sudden it's getting more modern. Though I kind of liked the whole old-style too and "Followers"? Sounds like Twitter (which I don't have btw) :P I kinda liked Alerts :P

Wordcount: 3,151 words (incl A/N) :P

Chapter 11

Harry was sitting in charms staring into space, if you looked carefully you would see his vibrant green eyes blazing with a furious light.

No one bothered him from his house with their self-preservation and all. He snapped at everyone in his vicinity. Halloween was coming up so Draco was leaving the school to celebrate Samhain, it was a dark ritual that the ministry frowned upon just like the rest of the dark arts, but they couldn't do anything about it. It had been a tradition for all dark pureblooded families since the beginning of magic, and the ministry had to cater to all, light and dark. Even if it was biased in Britain. Britain had always had a big magical community, but it had been influenced by light wizards like Dumbledore and others before him. Dumbledore had to let the students out that were going to participate in the ritual. Harry wanted to join as well but he thought it might be a bit private. He might go for Yule and do a ritual then. He didn't have to do it but he wanted to, it was supposed to be the day where the veil between the dead and alive was the thinnest and he wanted to pay his respects to his parents. And there wasn't any dark magic at work, well not heavy dark magic.

Harry was so furious because of the compulsion web. He was going to look up diagnostic spells that specifically had to do with compulsion and since it was a neutral, leaning towards dark piece of magic it was in the restricted section.

He was planning on going in there to look up the charms for the marauders map anyway (so he could return it to the twins) but that had taken second place on his list of priorities. Sadly he didn't have his invisibility cloak so he was going to have to sneak in with only the marauders map, which was going to be tricky. There were wards on the common room and the restricted section that alerted the head of house of the student that was sneaking out so he was going to have to be quick or somehow find a way to dismantle the wards. That was unlikely since Snape had way more life experience and had probably put up a ward that 7th years would probably not even hope to achieve. Since he only had learned up to the 6th year he didn't stand a chance either.

He hadn't been very diligent with his studies anyway with Ron always slacking off and Harry following his example. He now realized his stupidity, this obly worsened his mood. As charms ended he quickly grabbed his books and stuffed them into Dudley's old schoolbag. He was getting sick of the second hand stuff. He had forgotten to get a schoolbag while he was in Diagon Alley. He was thinking of owl ordering an expanded shoulder bag with a feather light charm on it.

He decided it would be best to just bring his map and to quickly search the Restricted Section tonight. Normally he would try and find another way but he was really desperate and he wanted to find out if there were any other charms on him. So that's what he did, and just to win time he did it at 3 in the morning.

He quickly headed out with his map in front of him and ran to the library, it was quite a ways since it was on the fourth floor and he was coming from the dungeons. He checked his map and sprinted across the entrance hall heading up the steps, if anyone was there he would be in plain sight except for that it was dark outside, though there were some torches on on the walls to help prefects and teachers that were patrolling. He ran in full sprint to the library. When he got there he was out of breath with his malnourished body, even with his martial arts. That was just dabbling and hadn't been all that serious what he really needed was a instructor and a lot of nutrient potions (which he'd already been taking every morning or he'd be flayed alive by Madam Pomfrey). He needed something that would act faster, nutrient potions took years and didn't make enough difference.

Another thing he had to look up in the Restricted Section. But at that moment he was concentrated on finding the compulsion charm section. He checked the map; Snape hadn't come out of his quarters yet. They weren't on the map but he would show up the moment he left them. Harry started to browse the shelves at full speed in a desperate way, he'd brought a lantern, at times like these he really wished for a flashlight, he wanted to use 'Lumos' but it was way to bright.

He was passing shelves and then he found the letter 'C'. Camping and the dangers in the wild; Compact, shrinking and expansion charms; and finally, Compulsion of mind and magic. He quickly grabbed it. He was going through the pages when he heard footsteps, very familiar footsteps. He quickly checked the map and saw Severus Snape enter the Library. Then he deactivated the map hurriedly and stuck it into the waist band of his pajama pants and covered it with his shirt, then he turned off the lantern and put it under the table. By then he heard the footsteps getting closer, he was entering the restricted section.

Harry tip-toed, (with the book) to another aisle and hid under the table. Professor Snape was looking around with his wand that was Lumosed, then all of a sudden he said "Nox" and the light went out, Harry knew not to sigh in relief yet. With help from the moonlight shining through the window he saw the professor duck under the table that had his lantern underneath it. He held his breath. The lantern still let off a little glow. "Shit!" He thought. Snape looked under the table for the student and got out his wand. Harry was still holding his breath and his lungs were starting to protest. He breathed in through his nose. Snape snapped "Lumos," again in an annoyed voice.

He then headed looked around and headed for the aisle where Harry was hidden. Snape let out an exasperated sigh. Then all of a sudden the wand, with its lighted tip went under the table, the table that Harry was under. Snape walked up to the table and then his face was under the table in a blink of an eye. "Why hello," He snarked, it would've been a hilarious situation if it weren't Harry that had been found. He really needed the information that the book held. He responded with a fake smile and a cheery, "Hello professor."

The man in question almost laughed. Harry could see the corner of his mouth twitch. Though it was probably impossible for him to do so anyway. He quickly resumed his blank expression and forced a frown. On the inside Severus was laughing his ass off.

The boy looked just like a deer caught in the headlights. Severus was then reminded of James Potter and he frowned at his student. "What are you doing here Potter?" Harry was still under the table. He let out a nervous chuckle. "I was looking up something for potions?" He said uncertainly. Obviously Snape didn't buy it. It was at times like these when Harry cursed his ability to lie. He completely failed at it. Snape started getting annoyed, he saw this by the twitch that was forming on the professor's brow. Harry quickly scrambled out from under the table.

He held the book behind him and the professor obviously saw through the whole act and held out his hand and beckoned for the book. Harry grimaced and slowly pulled it out from behind him and was even slower in handing it over. Snape was tapping his boot on the floor impatiently. Harry held it out to him and Snape quickly snatched it out of his hand. He then sighed exasperatedly. His big hands flipped over the book in a quick motion. He silently read the title. Harry could see Snape's eyebrow lift by the light from his 'Lumos' that was aimed at the cover. The teacher's piercing black eyes looked at Harry and he fidgeted.

"This was not what I was expecting Potter."

Harry didn't answer and after a short pause, just long enough for Harry to retort Snape continued. "Normally children your age don't even know of this place let alone this subject. Most adults don't even know of Compulsion Charms and you come from a muggle upbringing. This must have an interesting explanation."

He looked at Harry expectantly. Harry hunched his shoulders and looked down but didn't answer. "Well?" Snape snapped at him.

Harry didn't answer again. The professor let out another exasperated sigh. "Well, then we will have to go to the headmaster with this." He decided. Harry panicked, he was a candidate on his list that would have put the Compulsion Charm on him and was in the top two. It was either he or Voldemort.

"No! I mean, please wait." Harry quickly amended.

"I have reason to believe that I'm under one." He blurted out. Then he mentally face-palmed himself. He was such an idiot, why would he tell a spy that was under control of both of the people he suspected that had originally thrust him into the situation.

"Oh really? And who do you suspect would bother to put a Compulsion Charm on you?" Snape mocked.

"Well, anyone who would want to control the Boy-Who-Lived." Harry stated matter-of-factly.

Snape's eyes widened and then they narrowed. "Oh? And how did this suspicion come to be?"

Harry was sweating by then, he didn't want to give away Saphy or Sylas and he had no friends that were powerful enough or susceptible to auras and magics like Saphy.

Either he needed an empathic friend (which he didn't have) or he needed a damn good excuse to get him out of this precarious situation. He also didn't want to admit that he could speak parseltongue in the first place. That was frowned upon and gave him a head start and a shock-factor.

He hadn't realized this of course when he was in his second year, the last time 'round.

So here he was silent and looking guilty of something he didn't even do, he wished he'd had a friend in the upper years he could pin this on but he didn't.

Professor Snape took him by the arm and did some non-verbal magic to rearrange the books. Harry was dragged out of the library while holding on to his book. He thought he was going to end up going to the headmaster's office but they headed for the dungeons instead.

Once they got to Snape's office he disappeared through a side door, still holding Harry's arm. Harry was confused but it was cleared away when the entered a sort of living room, Snape's living room. It was done in different shades of brown and had a soft carpet he was lead to a armchair and deposited there. "Snippy!" Snape yelled. Harry jumped. He was completely bewildered but then a house elf popped in.

"What cans Snippy do for Master Snape?"

It said with a squeaky voice.

"Some tea, preferably Earl Grey."

"Yes Master." Snippy popped out after saying this looking excited that someone asked her to do something.

"Over reactive houselves." Snape grumbled.

Harry snickered.

"So, now I would like an explanation, preferably the truth."

Harry sighed. He decided that Snape would have to make an unbreakable vow not to tell anyone, so that's what he requested.

"Oh? And you just expect me to agree with that? Do you know how serious an unbreakable vow is Mr. Potter?"

"Yes, but all I'm asking is for you to keep your mouth shut, I'm sure you can humor me professor?"

Snape had a pensive expression he seemed to have come to a decision.

"Fine, let's hope for you that it's worth it."

After having Snape swear that he wouldn't relay anything in any way, shape or form what would be told in the next hour to anyone else. Then Harry started his explanation.

He started by telling Snape that he knew a lot about the wizarding world that he wouldn't expect but that he couldn't explain this because of the laws of magic at which point Snape gave him an incredulous expression. Then he told him about how he could speak parseltongue and had gotten a snake in Diagon Alley and that he (Sylas) had told him about the Compulsion Web.

It was just to shorten his explanation and to leave out the chamber of secrets and Saphy of course, it wouldn't surprise him if Snape wanted some of Saphy's venom for a potions ingredient. It was very, very hard to come by and since people thought the Western Basilisk to be extinct, and for that matter the Eastern ones were thought to be extinct as well but Harry didn't mention that Sylas was the Basilisk of the East.

Anyway, he continued with how he was planning to look it up and had figured out that it had to be in the Restricted Section of Hogwarts' esteemed library.

Snape nodded and seemed to come to a decision. "Fine Potter I will help you but I want something in return."

'A true Slytherin' is what resounded in Harry's mind.

"Well, what is it you want in exchange?" Harry demanded.

"If I find something, you will be indebted to me Potter." Harry sighed after this proclamation but acquiesced anyway, he needed someone who knew what they were doing and had to admit that he was way in over his head.

Snape stood up and cast 'Maximus Revelio' on Harry. He flinched, it was a peculiar feeling kind of like pins and needles but then all over your body. It quickly subsided. Snape went and got some parchment out of a closet.

He tapped his wand to it. It filled up pretty quickly. Snape sighed "Well, I already know your health records but I didn't know that you'd broken your right arm in several places, your wrist and 4 different fingers." At this Snape looked sternly at Harry at which the boy squirmed.

Harry was glad that Snape couldn't tell anyone.

Then Snape refocused his attention at the parchment. "Vital signs are fine, yes, yes," Snape grumbled scanning the page.

"…Here, Magic suppressant, compulsion: specified, caster: Albus Dumbledore."

Harry flinched at this and Snape lifted disbelieving eyes from the parchment.

"Albus?"

"As I suspected." Harry thought, it came out as a mumble by accident though.

"You suspected!"

"Well, it was either Dumbledore, my parents or the ministry or even Voldemort, but I doubt he would've done that before he tried to AK me." Harry said nonchalantly.

Snape stared, as if it would help him make sense of the whole situation, which it obviously didn't.

Well, if Albus did it I won't have a chance of breaking it. He's a Master-Level wizard, the only person who matches his power is the dark lord and I don't think you can just waltz up to him and ask him to dismantle a complicated Compulsion Charm." Snape said sarcastically.

He then told him he was to serve a detention that evening before dinner to which Harry groaned.

Snape chuckled and told him it was the least he could do for waking him up. Harry questioned him about how his head of house put wards up and the others didn't.

To which Snape told him that it would tarnish the name of Slytherin even more and people already had stigmatized them. Harry thought he had a good point there so he couldn't argue, it was a fact, an unpleasant one, but it was still the cold hard truth. There was no denying it.

Then Harry headed off to bed feeling as if he'd had a weight lifted from his shoulders and then had it slammed back in double force. At least he knew who had cast it, it also made sense with his dream of the headmaster, so that gold webbing was master-level sorcery huh?

What really bothered him was that he didn't have a way to get rid of it.

He sneaked back into his dorm and hid the marauders map. Then he got under his warm, dark green covers with intricate snakes sewn into it delicately and fell asleep on the comfortable bed.

TBC

A/N: Can you guys believe this was about 3000 words? Longest chappie yet!

~Sooph~