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3. Chapter 3
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<p><em>Chapter 3 is finally up! I hope you all like it. Thanks for all your support
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<p class='c1'><strong>Chapter 3</strong></p>
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<p>Harry was the first out of the floo and made a valiant effort to run up to his
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room as soon as he did. His problems with floo travel caused him to stumble though,
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and he slammed into the side table with quite a bit of force. He hissed a few curses
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under his breath and sort of half-jumped, half-stumbled towards the door once more
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when Snape came through, elegant as always.</p>
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<p>When he saw Harry's predicament, he just raised that typical eyebrow like the
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smug, sadistic person he sometimes was.</p>
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<p>"You really need to work on your floo travel," he said flatly, his lips quirked
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into a sardonic smile. "I can't have you destroying the furniture or your kneecaps
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every time we need to be somewhere. Now, where do you think you're going?"</p>
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<p>"Upstairs," Harry replied quickly. The pain had already subsided into a dull
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throb. That would definitely leave a bruise. But nothing would be quite as painful as
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what Snape had planned so Harry made another attempt at moving upstairs.</p>
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<p>"I think not," Snape said, stopping Harry in his tracks. "Have you already
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forgotten? You and I need to talk about some things."</p>
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<p>"I haven't forgotten," Harry said through gritted teeth.</p>
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<p>"I imagine you haven't," Snape replied evenly, sitting down in his personal
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armchair. "I also imagine that this is why you're trying to run from me."</p>
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<p>Harry groaned loudly, still not moving from the doorway. "I'm seventeen years old!
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I know everything I need to know, already."</p>
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<p>"Is that so?" Snape replied, "Would you mind sharing with me what you think you
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know?"</p>
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<p>"Absolutely not," Harry said, shaking his head roughly.</p>
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<p>Snape sighed heavily. "Sit down, Harry," he said in an authoritative kind of
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voice. Harry groaned again but did what was asked. He sat down as far away from Snape
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as he could, right near the edge of the couch just in case he needed an escape. To
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say that he felt embarrassed was an understatement. Snape, on the other hand, seemed
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as calm and collected as ever, sitting there leaned back into his chair, his hands
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clasped and resting in his lap while his dark obsidian eyes regarded Harry carefully
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but with certainty.</p>
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<p>"I realize that this might be difficult for you to talk about," Snape said as
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Harry looked away, "But I also feel that it might still be important. I very much
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doubt that those muggles talked to you about anything and it's unfortunate to admit
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that our school system is severely lacking in educating our children about sex."</p>
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<p>Harry exhaled exasperatedly, fidgeting with the edge of his robe. He didn't
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respond but he did glance over at Snape once or twice. Snape seemed undeterred and
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kept going mercilessly.</p>
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<p>"You are a young adult and there is no doubt in my mind that your thoughts are
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often occupied by images of certain young ladies, one of which might be Ms
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Weasley?"</p>
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<p>Harry leaned on his fist as he eyed the door but he did nod once. He kept crossing
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and uncrossing his legs and didn't really seem to know what to do with his arms.
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Where did he put them when he tried to relax? Wherever he left them, they were in the
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way. His cheeks felt hot and he had to swallow thickly.</p>
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<p>"There's really no reason for you to get so worked up," Snape said calmly,
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"Everyone goes through what you're going through. It's only natural."</p>
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<p>Harry did his best to relax. Snape was right, of course. He wasn't the only one
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with lingering thoughts about the opposite sex. And honestly, he probably wouldn't
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feel so elated if he talked about it with Ron or maybe Neville. But talking this over
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with Snape? Had Arthur had this talk with Ron? Did Hermione discuss this with her
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mother? How did they feel about it? Merlin, this was uncomfortable.</p>
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<p>But Snape hadn't been teasing him nor had he smirked or grinned or done anything
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that made it seem as if he was having a laugh. The only one making this
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uncomfortable, really, had been Harry.</p>
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<p>"I'm sorry, Severus," he said, trying to relax a little. "You're right."</p>
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<p>Snape nodded, not pressing the issue any further.</p>
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<p>"May I ask if you are indeed in a relationship with Ms Weasley?" Snape asked.</p>
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<p>"I'm not sure," Harry confessed, "We've kissed a few times but –" he glanced up at
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Snape before glancing down again, "But we haven't discussed it further. So I guess
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not."</p>
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<p>"Have you had intercourse before?" Snape asked as casually as he would ask about
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the weather, which Harry could appreciate but it did nothing to stop the
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embarrassment from rearing its ugly head once more.</p>
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<p>"No," he said in a very small voice. He wasn't even sure if Snape had heard him
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but when he glanced up, he saw the man nod. Harry felt frustrated with himself. Where
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was his Gryffindor courage, dang it? He took a deep breath and lifted his head to
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look into Snape's eyes, not averting them again this time. Snape seemed to smile ever
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so slightly.</p>
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<p>"The muggles have, of course, invented several types of protection for when they
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decide to finally take that step and you no doubt know about those already," Snape
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said calmly, "But it will please you to know that we, as wizards, have a spell that
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functions as both a contraceptive and as protection against any STI's."</p>
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<p>Harry swallowed thickly. He hadn't known that. And now, he was sort of eager for
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Snape to explain more.</p>
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<p>"I know you are probably too apprehensive to ask this yourself, but I will teach
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you the incantation."</p>
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<p>If the talk up until this point had been embarrassing, it was nothing compared to
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practising the incantation to a contraceptive spell with Snape. Ron would probably be
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laughing his socks off at the mention of this moment, incanting some vile limerick to
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commemorate the occasion, no doubt.</p>
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<p>Luckily for both of them, the incantation was easy enough to learn and Harry got
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it right after a few times.</p>
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<p>"Now, the existence of this spell does not give you the right or privilege to go
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around Hogwarts and mating with everyone willing," Snape went on.</p>
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<p>Harry slapped a hand in his face and dragged it downward as he groaned aloud. But
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Snape ignored it entirely.</p>
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<p>"Do keep in mind that women are not simply beings that look nice and feel good.
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They too have feelings you need to take into account. Do not take advantage of them
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for if I hear anything of the sort, you will have me to deal with."</p>
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<p>This time, Harry looked at Snape with a hint of righteous fury dancing in his
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eyes.</p>
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<p>"Why would you even think that I would do such a thing?" he said, his voice more
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fuelled by embarrassment than anger.</p>
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<p>"I don't believe you would do so consciously," Snape admitted, "But the
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battlefield that is teenage romance is littered with landmines and booby traps. I
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simply urge you to be careful. Is that something you can promise me?"</p>
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<p>"Yes," Harry croaked under his breath.</p>
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<p>"One last thing then, if I may," Snape said.</p>
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<p>Harry felt that Snape had already taken enough liberties... He felt the strong
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urge to say that no, he indeed may not. But Snape would go ahead anyway and punish
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Harry for his cheek as well. So instead he just meekly nodded.</p>
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<p>"Try and make your first time a special occasion when it comes to that. I advise
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you to not run into it haphazardly. There is nothing wrong with waiting for a bit if
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you don't feel you are ready."</p>
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<p>Harry waited for a few more seconds but when Snape didn't add anything else to the
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conversation, he grumpily asked: "May I be excused?"</p>
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<p>"You may," Snape replied easily, waving his hand towards the door.</p>
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<p>As soon as Harry was given permission he bolted from the couch and all but ran
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upstairs, nearly tripping on the stairs twice in his eagerness to get away from the
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mortifying experience he just underwent.</p>
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<p>"Harry, we will need to get you registered," Snape said the next morning at
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breakfast.</p>
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<p>"Registered?"</p>
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<p>"As my apprentice," Snape clarified, "We need to send your registration to the
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guild. I will need to keep them posted on your progress and results."</p>
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<p>Harry frowned. "So there are more people than you to look over my shoulder?"</p>
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<p>"Surely, you understand that your work will need to be assessed and evaluated by
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some sort of structure. Apprenticeship is not really covered by the Hogwarts
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curriculum and there are no exams to determine your grade."</p>
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<p>"I thought you would just decide if I was good enough or not."</p>
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<p>"Of course not," Snape said, "I alone am not the foremost authority in what and
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what is not considered a viable Magnum Opus. I will be part of the council at the end
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of it, but I will not be alone in this."</p>
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<p>"It is quite simple, really," Snape explained, "I already drafted the document
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while you were hiding in your room yesterday –"</p>
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<p>Harry flushed as he recalled the embarrassing conversation he had been forced to
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take part in.</p>
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<p>"- and now all it requires is our signatures."</p>
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<p>Snape produced a long sheet of parchment onto which a wall of text had been
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produced in a neat scrawl that was unmistakable Snape's. The header of the parchment
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portrayed a large symbol that was comprised of a mortar, pestle and a phial out of
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wich three drops were spilling. At the bottom of the parchment sat two large spots,
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indicated by their names, waiting to be signed. Harry was indicated as 'Harry James
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Potter; Apprentice whereas Snape was indicated as 'The esteemed and highly decorated
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Potions Master; Severus Snape. It seemed like a lot of extra nonsense surrounding
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Snape's name but it did make it all seem more official. Harry glanced over the text,
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not really understanding a whole lot of it, except that Snape would have the rights
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to his creations and any papers he might produce but he was also charged with
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teaching Harry what he knew, furthering his career. He was also supposed to provide
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Harry with housing, clothing, food and the likes but since he had already adopted
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Harry, that part of the text seemed unnecessary.</p>
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<p>"I simply copied the text that's agreed upon by the guild," Snape clarified, "It
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is important to be as correct as possible when dealing with a practice that is – for
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lack of a batter term – still somewhat archaic. Oh, and speaking of archaic –" Snape
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fished a small blade out of his pocket, "- this document will have to be signed in
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blood."</p>
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<p>"Well that's crude," Harry commented, "We're not making a pact with a demon or
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anything, are we?"</p>
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<p>"Of course not, Harry," Snape sighed, "This is simply the way of the guilds. If
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you want to be an official apprentice, this is what needs to be done. You need to be
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bound to me in blood until such a time you are proclaimed a Master."</p>
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<p>"And that might take years," Harry said flatly.</p>
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<p>"Indeed," Snape replied curtly.</p>
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<p>Harry thought it over but didn't think too much of it. Had this been any other
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Master of the trade, Harry might have declined altogether. After all, binding
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yourself to someone with blood didn't seem too straightforward and might even imply
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something darker. But Harry trusted Snape completely.</p>
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<p>"Alright then," Harry finally answered. Snape nodded and proceeded to make a cut
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in his left palm, allowing some blood to fall into an empty inkwell. Once he deemed
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it enough, he dipped a quill into the blood and signed his name in wide, big
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lettering, ending in an elegant flourish.</p>
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<p>"Your turn," Snape said, providing Harry with his own empty inkwell and the
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blade.</p>
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<p>Without hesitation, Harry made the cut in his own left palm and did as Snape had
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done. His signature came out a lot more untidy and short. There were no flourishes or
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elegant calligraphic letters but it would do.</p>
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<p>For a split second, a quick glow overcame the parchment but it was gone as fast as
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it had appeared. With a flick of his wand, Snape healed both his and Harry's
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incisions. Then he rolled up the parchment, tying it neatly with a thin ribbon and
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summoned an owl to deliver it for him.</p>
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<p>"Take this to Master Lovegood, for me," he told the owl after which it took flight
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and disappeared through the window.</p>
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<p>Harry quirked a curious eyebrow but said nothing.</p>
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<p>"There," Snape told Harry, "We are all set for the following years. I'll be
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looking forward to working with you."</p>
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<p>Harry snorted at the stiff manner of speech. "I look forward to learning from the
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best. Not that I haven't been doing that already for the last couple of years, but oh
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well."</p>
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<p>"Don't get cheeky with me, apprentice," Snape said, "Or I'll have you doing
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nothing scrubbing cauldrons for the duration of the first year, if only to get some
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discipline into you."</p>
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<p>Harry bowed exaggeratedly and grinned, "As you say, Master."</p>
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<p>Snape snorted but said nothing in response. Instead, he flicked his wand,
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vanishing the leftover blood and quills and banishing the dishes to the sink.</p>
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<p>"I'm expecting visitors," Snape said, "And I believe that it would be advisable
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for you to stay, if only for you to get a grasp on the more Slytherin of traits that
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a Potions Master sometimes needs."</p>
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<p>"Okay," Harry said carefully, "Who's coming?"</p>
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<p>There was a mischievous glint in Snape's eye. "Oh, you'll see," he said, "But I
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ask of you to not interfere into the conversation and to keep your reactions to a
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minimum."</p>
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<p>"I'll…try?" Harry replied, not sure what he was getting himself into.</p>
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<p>"See to it that you do," Snape said. He picked up the Daily Prophet, cutting off
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the conversation effectively as he scanned the articles.</p>
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<p>Harry was sitting at the dining room table with a nearly blank piece of parchment
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in front of him. Snape was sitting across from him, reading a book. Whoever those
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mystery visitors were, they had not shown up yet but judging by Snape's calm
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demeanour, they were not late.</p>
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<p>Harry refocused his attention on the task before him and frowned. What kind of
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potion did he want to create? What could be beneficial to the wizarding world?</p>
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<p>He stared at the ceiling as he mulled it over. He thought about his own life. What
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had he himself been struggling with the most? He's had his fair share of
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difficulties, that's for sure, but what had been the hardest? His face fell somewhat
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when he realized just what that was.</p>
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<p>The death of loved ones. Especially that of those he had never known. Not that the
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death of Sirius – or even Cedric – hadn't been hard to bear. In fact, it had very
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nearly destroyed him. But it still didn't compare to that long-lasting ache of
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longing he had always felt for his parents. The painful yearning that reared its ugly
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head every time he was reminded of the horrible faith that had befallen his parents.
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The thoughts about what could have been were hard enough, but that feeling of being
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alone had nearly driven Harry to kill himself a long time ago.</p>
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<p>And while he was not alone anymore, there were still times that he missed his
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parents. He missed Sirius. He missed having a true family.</p>
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<p>Harry sighed as he tapped the piece of parchment with the back of his quill,
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biting his lower lip as he thought. He was slightly embarrassed with how dark his
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thoughts had gotten all of a sudden but on the other hand, he felt that he might be
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on to something. After all, he was not the only one who had lost loved ones. He was
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not the only one who would have unfinished business with the deceased. How many
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people longed for just a few more minutes with those who passed away? How many people
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regretted those last words that had fallen between them?</p>
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<p>Harry scribbled the base of this thoughts down.</p>
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<p><em>Many people long for a connection to their dead loved ones. In some cases,
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this might help with their mental health.</em></p>
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<p>Right. Now, what did he want to do about it? What did he want his potion to do? He
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brushed his lips with the feathery quill as he pondered. He was pulled sharply out of
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his reveries when the floo flared brightly and two people stepped out of the hearth,
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their red hair covered in ashes.</p>
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<p>Both Fred and George Weasley shook their hair out, grinning sheepishly when their
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gazes fell on Snape and Harry.</p>
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<p>"Hi, Harry! Hi, Severus!" they greeted in sync.</p>
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<p>Snape frowned at the familiar address but didn't reprimand the boys.</p>
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<p>"Mr's Weasley," he greeted curtly, "I received your owl this morning. It felt
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rather –" he smirked somewhat "-desperate."</p>
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<p>"Desperate is right!" Fred exclaimed as he took a seat right next to Snape. George
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took the seat on the opposite of Fred.</p>
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<p>"Severus, we have slept on it and our resolve has only grown," George
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explained.</p>
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<p>"We need that potion," Fred argued, "Poetic Justice would fly off the shelves, we
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know it!"</p>
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<p>"And it's not as if you have a whole lot of use for it," George said, "What do you
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even use it for besides occasionally punishing our baby brother? Don't get me wrong,
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it was hilarious! But we see greater things for your creation."</p>
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<p>"Don't let it be forgotten and kept in the dark," Fred begged.</p>
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<p>"How does twenty per cent sound?" Fred and George asked in unison.</p>
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<p>Snape had listened to the twins in amusement, his lips twitching ever so slightly
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as if to hide a smile.</p>
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<p>"I don't think you understand, gentlemen," Snape said, "I have no need for money.
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I am well off enough to live rather comfortably for the rest of my days."</p>
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<p>"Aha!" Fred exclaimed, "No need for money you say –"</p>
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<p>"- but perhaps you have need for something else?" George finished.</p>
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<p>"There are many things a Potions Master such as me could want," Snape said evenly,
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"But most of those things can be bought or bargained for by myself. It's not
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something I could use two rambunctious Weasley twins for."</p>
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<p>Fred and George looked at each other, a wide grin on both of their faces.</p>
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<p>"You said 'most of those things'," Fred pointed out eagerly.</p>
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<p>"That means that there are some things that you can't get your hands on," George
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said, nearly licking his lips in anticipation.</p>
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<p>Snape folded his hands neatly in front of him and regarded the twins
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carefully.</p>
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<p>"There is one thing," he admitted, "I suppose I could – oh, never mind. There is
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no way that two children such as yourself would be able to assist me in this
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manner."</p>
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<p>"I hear someone underestimating us, Fred," George said loudly.</p>
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<p>"It would appear so, George," Fred replied, shaking his head, "One would think
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that anyone who has dealt with us for so many years would know better."</p>
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<p>"Try us, Severus," George said eagerly.</p>
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<p>"Name your price and our reward," Fred followed up, nodding.</p>
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<p>"Very well," Snape sighed heavily, "If you insist."</p>
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<p>The twins glanced at each other with victory shining in their eyes before focusing
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their attention on Snape. Harry's presence seemed to have been all but forgotten.</p>
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<p>"The thing I require is the ancient texts of Pythagoras," Snape said evenly,
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pausing for effect. The confused looks on the twins' faces indicated that they had no
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idea what Snape was talking about.</p>
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<p>"It has come to my attention that these texts are currently hidden somewhere in
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the Library of Alexandria."</p>
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<p>Snape smirked when he saw understanding in the eyes of both twins.</p>
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<p>"Naturally, the library is not only defended by curses and traps that were placed
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there by the ancient Egyptians, but it is also guarded closely by a group of wizards
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called 'the Order of Anathema'. They've put several layers of protection in place
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that I doubt even Albus Dumbledore could breach."</p>
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<p>He lifted his eyes to meet the twins' excited gazes.</p>
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<p>"Do you now see how impossible this venture would be? Naturally, if you were able
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to get these texts, I would gladly give you the recipe for free, including the rights
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to them. But seeing how that will never happen –" Snape rose from his seat, standing
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to signify that it was time for the twins to leave, "- I can only thank you for
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coming and wish you luck in your further dealings."</p>
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<p>"Now hold on right there, Severus," Fred said happily.</p>
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<p>"We happen to have a brother that works in the Order of Anathema," George pointed
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out.</p>
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<p>"Do you now?" Snape asked in surprise, "You must be speaking of William Weasley. I
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knew he was a curse-breaker but I didn't think he was stationed in Egypt."</p>
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<p>"Ah, but he is," Fred said happily.</p>
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<p>"Maybe we can surprise you yet!" George added.</p>
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<p>"We shall pay our brother a little visit," Fred smirked, "Because we miss him so
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much, of course."</p>
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<p>"And who knows," George shrugged, "If we should happen to encounter these texts of
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Pythagoras, why wouldn't we bring them back with us?"</p>
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<p>Snape made a show of sighing in exasperation. "You're welcome to try but I don't
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think you can do it."</p>
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<p>"How dareth thou doubt us," Fred said in a mock hurt tone of voice.</p>
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<p>"We shall surely triumph in this epic quest thou hath bestowed upon us," George
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exclaimed.</p>
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<p>"Fare thee well!" And with a flash of green fire, the twins disappeared from
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sight.</p>
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<p>There were a few seconds of silence before Harry began a slow clap. Snape turned
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to him with a snarky grin on his face.</p>
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<p>"I can't believe they fell for that," Harry said, "You played them the whole time,
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didn't you?"</p>
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<p>"Did I?" Snape replied, "How could you accuse me of something so very…"</p>
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<p>"Slytherin?" Harry pointed out.</p>
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<p>"Indeed."</p>
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