
Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/
works/7867036.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Major_Character_Death, Underage
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J.K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Harry_Potter/Severus_Snape
  Character:
      Harry_Potter, Severus_Snape, Sirius_Black, James_Potter, Lucius_Malfoy
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe, Challenge_Response, First_Time, Drama
  Collections:
      Ink_Stained_Fingers
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      Published: 2003-07-10 Words: 6519
****** Love Changes Everything ******
by Aralondwen [archived by ISF_Archivist]
Summary
     Love changes everything. The way you live. The way you die.
Notes
     This story was originally archived at Ink_Stained_Fingers, which was
     created in 2002 as a home for Harry Potter slash fiction. To preserve
     the archive, we began manually importing its works to the AO3 as an
     Open Doors-approved project in January 2015. We e-mailed all authors
     about the move and posted announcements, but may not have reached
     everyone. If you are (or know) this author or artist, please contact
     me using the e-mail address at the Ink_Stained_Fingers_collection
     profile.
     Author's notes: This fic is part of the ’Infinite Cantatum’Harry/
     Severus AU Fuh-Q-Fest http://groups.yahoo.com/group/After_class/.
     Challenge No. 123: Harry is James’ little brother. James and Sirius
     have been friends since the cradle, and more often than not, their
     pranking target is Harry. When Harry starts at Hogwarts, he wants
     nothing more to get away from the two of them, and is sorted into
     Slytherin. One of his brother’s yearmates, Severus Snape, takes him
     under his wing. Cara
     Some of the magical items mentioned on this fic come from The World
     of Sulerin http://www.wcug.wwu.edu/~randyman/ROLEPLAY/roleplay.htm
     and are used without permission *blushes*.
     Thanks to my betas Femme Slash and ntamara.
Love Changes Everything




  It's now or never, Harry thought, gathering all the courage he knew he
  possesed. After all, the Sorting Hat had to have a reason for wanting to put
  him in Gryffindor. Shuddering, he imagined how it would have been in the
  lion's house, having to put up with James and Sirius's constant pranks.
  Actually, his brother wasn't so bad. It was that damn Sirius who seemed
  intent on making Harry's life a living hell. Well, not only Harry's. Everyone
  but his beloved "Marauders" had been at one point or another a victim of his
  cruel sense of humor. And James always went along. Harry suspected his
  brother hero-worshipped Sirius. While the older Potter was fairly inteligent
  and good looking, Sirius was stunningly attractive, very popular and really
  smart, although his grades weren't all that good since he preferred to divide
  his attention between his hordes of female admirers and the constant mischief
  he was leading his friends into all the time.
  But Sirius and James were not what worried Harry at the moment. His mind was
  totally ocuppied by the Yule Ball and the person he wanted to go with.
  Severus Snape. His best friend, the friend he had a maddening crush on. Harry
  already knew Severus was gay; that part wasn't a problem. They had came out
  to each other when Harry was in his 4th year at Hogwarts. The problem was
  that Harry had no clue if Severus could be interested in him, and by making a
  move, he feared he could be risking the most important friendship he had.
  Harry had decided to ask Severus to the ball ever since the event was
  announced at the begining of the year, and he planned to tell his friend how
  he felt at the party. But now that it was only two weeks away, he was getting
  really nervous. He knew how hard it would be to have Severus turn him down
  and tell him that he only liked him as a friend.
  The older student was not very open about his love life, although Harry had
  managed to find out that he wasn't interested in anybody at the moment. He
  had been in a very intense relationship with Lucius Malfoy at some point, but
  Lucius had concluded that he wasn't about to challenge his father and had
  started dating Narcissa, a beautiful pureblood with whom he could have a
  nice, normal family and produce an heir to the Malfoy dynasty. Both wizards
  had managed to stay good friends after the breakup.
  Homosexuality wasn't openly condemned in the wizarding world; most families
  accepted it as normal adolescent experimentation, expecting their youngsters
  to grow out of it eventually and marry someone of the opposite sex. Thus,
  Harry knew he could go with Severus to the ball, but were they to pursue a
  relationship now that Severus was only months from leaving school, it would
  be frowned upon by both their families.
  Harry didn't care. He knew he'd never be interested in a woman, and he wanted
  to explore the possibility of a relationship with Severus, the wizarding
  world be damned. It was not only that they had so much in common, but also
  that he had never been able to connect, to communicate with someone like he
  did with Severus. They became friends the moment Harry sat at the Slytherin
  table after the Sorting ceremony. At first they bonded over their mutual
  dislike of Sirius Black and anything Gryffindor related, but their
  relationship had slowly progressed to one of mutual trust and understanding.
  A couple of months later, they were inseparable.
  Harry was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't hear Severus approaching the
  Astronomy Tower, his favorite place to think.
  "I've been looking for you. Lucius has invited me to his house for Christmas
  break and he wants to know if you'd like to come too. Most of the Slytherin
  Seventh years will be there."
  "Sure. Would you like to go to the Yule Ball with me?" There, he'd said it.
  "Of course I would. Well, I'll let Lucius know that you said yes, and you'd
  better owl your parents asking for permission." With that Severus left,
  leaving his friend both relieved that his invitation hadn't been rejected and
  mildly disappointed that it had been accepted so casually.
  The day of the Yule Ball finally arrived, and Harry was so nervous that he
  was about to pretend he was ill and spend the night with Madam Pomfrey
  instead. To make matters worse, they were leaving for Lucius' house the next
  day, and if his feelings were not reciprocated, the last thing he wanted was
  to have to face Severus every day for the next two weeks.
  He took special care to look good for the party, but he knew that wouldn't
  make a difference. Your best friend knows you so well, inside and out, that a
  new set of robes or a different haircut won't make him notice you.
  When he came down to the common room, he found Severus and all his friends
  waiting for him. It turned out that they were not the only male couple.
  Lestrange and Rosier were going together. That helped ease his nerves a
  little, knowing they wouldn't be the center of attention. Severus looked good
  on his black and green dress robes. Well, as good as his friend could look.
  The wizard was not attractive, actually, at least not in a traditional way.
  But his personality, inteligence and wit were more than enough to make up for
  it. And they were the reasons Harry had fallen for him.
  As they walked to the Hall, Severus must have noticed his friend's
  nervousness, because he took his hand and leaned in to say quietly, "Relax,
  it's going to be fun." And still holding hands, they entered the Ball,
  immediately atracting the Marauders attention. They were obviously not happy
  to see who their friend's younger brother was with. Trying to ignore them,
  Harry went to sit with the Seventh years.
  After a while, the dance floor started to fill with couples, and Severus
  asked him to dance. While he was getting up from the table, Harry realized he
  had never let go of his hand. It was a slow song, and Harry was so lost in
  the sensations of being held in his friends' arms, that he almost didn't
  notice when it was over. Thankfully, the next one was another slow, romantic
  song, and he decided that if he was going to do it, this was as good a time
  as ever. So, he leaned in, whispered, "Severus, I love you," and kissed him
  softly. To his surprise and relief, his friend kissed him back, not saying
  anything but conveying his feelings for the younger wizard in his kiss.
  Suddenly Harry felt himself being pulled from his beloved's arms by none
  other than his brother James, while Sirius did the same to Snape. "I thought
  having a brother in Slytherin was bad enough, and now it turns out youre also
  a sick pervert." In mere seconds they found themselves surrounded by a large
  group of Slytherins, Sixth and Seventh years, ready to defend their friends.
  "Leave them alone." Lucius' menacing tone made the two Gryffindors recoil in
  fear. They may be brave Gryffindors, but Lucius had such an intimidating
  personality that not even the darkest of wizards stood a chance when he was
  angry. And as cold and indifferent as he always acted, everyone knew that
  when it concerned his friends and his house's honor, he could get fiercely
  protective and nasty. It wasn't for nothing that he was rumored to be a dark
  wizard himself. And everybody knew Snape was his dearest of friends, and
  Harry, being this close to Severus, would immediately get his protection.
  "Wait until our parents hear about this, Harry," James threatened."They won't
  have you in a relationshp with another bloke." He turned to leave, Sirius
  closely following him.
  "I'm sorry, Severus," Harry said. "I should have known this two would make a
  scene. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea."
  "What are you talking about? You think that now that I know you're interested
  in me I'd let you go because those pricks don't approve? I don't care what
  they or your parents think, Harry. Besides, I want to snog some more now that
  I know I'm allowed to." Grinning, Severus leaded him out of the Hall,
  stopping only to thank his friends for their support.
  "Have fun, you two," Lucius said, sporting his most mischievous smirk. "Don't
  forget we are leaving early, so don't stay up all night."
  "How come you never told me about this place?" asked Harry, as Severus showed
  him a secret passage down in the dungeons that lead to a heavily warded room
  to which his friend had all the passwords.
  "It's a Seventh year secret," replied Severus, discarding his robes and
  pulling Harry to the bed. Noticing Harrys hesitation, he planted a kiss on
  his forehead and said, "We don't have to do anything tonight; don't be
  nervous."
  But Harry wanted to do something, everything. He'd had a crush on Snape for
  two years already and, being the hormonal teenager he was, he got aroused
  every time he saw his friend showering after a Quidditch match, every time
  Severus playfully touched him, every time Severus got his arms around his
  shoulders in a friendly way. Hell, he seemed to have spent the past two years
  in a constant state of arousal. So, he said nothing and kissed him, clumsily
  trying to unbotton his friend's shirt at the same time. When he felt Severus'
  mouth opening and their tongues starting to play, it was unbelievably sweet,
  so different than the other boys he had kissed. At last they managed to get
  rid of their shirts and the sensation of their naked chests against each
  other almost made him come. Kissing his neck, Severus undid the buttons to
  his trousers and, grabbing Harry's erection, he started to tug at it in a
  most delicious way. Harry got an unbearable urge to touch his friend too, so,
  in spite of feeling a little shy at the moment, since he had never done
  anything more than kiss before, he undid Severus' pants and, freeing his
  friend's penis, started caressing it just as Snape was touching him.
  It felt so good to be this close to Severus, to be sharing his first sexual
  encounter with him. With the boy he trusted more than anyone else. It felt
  right.
  Soon they were both coming, whispering each other's names and sharing a long,
  passionate kiss afterwards. When he thought Harry was able to get up again,
  Severus grabbed his hand and said, "Come on, we have to sleep in our rooms."
  At Harry's whimper, he kissed him lightly and said, "I'll make sure Lucius
  puts us in the same room at the manor, so we'll have the whole vacation to
  ourselves. Come on; get up".
  Alone in his rooms, without Severus distracting him, Harry started to dread
  the moment he'd have to face his parents. He was sure James had already owled
  them, and he expected to receive a very angry, very unforgiving owl by
  breakfast. His parents were very conservative, so he knew they wouldn't like
  his being gay anyway, and knowing he was dating Snape would undoubtedly only
  serve to make them angrier. His father had been a Gryffindor, like most
  Potters, with the exception of a couple of uncles who had ended up sorted
  into Hufflepuff, and he had been in the same year with Lucius' and Severus'
  fathers. Harold Potter had often expressed his feelings about Harry being
  friends with the sons of two men he was convinced were dark wizards and most
  surely, Death Eaters, as were called the followers of one Tom Riddle, a
  former Slytherin and a half-blood calling himself Lord Voldemort, who was
  promoting hate and violence towards Mudbloods and Muggles. Harry knew this
  wasn't just a rumor, but actually the truth; he'd heard about Lucius' recent
  involvement in what he called his father's political activities, from Lucius
  himself. He had tried to lure Severus and Harry to a meeting with Riddle on
  several occasions, but Severus had always refused to attend.
  Lucius insisted that Voldemort only wanted to protect pureblooded wizards
  from the grave threat Muggles posed to them. Historical witch hunts and the
  Muggle world's growing religious fanaticism were part of his discourse, and
  he argued that by allowing Mudbloods to be part of the wizarding society,
  they were putting themselves in danger. Muggle lovers like Dumbledore were
  going to be responsible of their destruction if they didn't stop him and his
  Mudbloods. Severus had conceded that Voldemort was probably right, but his
  refusal to get involved had more to do with his distrust of the Dark Lord's
  ulterior motives than his trust in Dumbledore and anything Muggle. Harry
  hadn't given the matter much thought, prefering to rely on Severus judgement.
  Just as he dreaded, an owl from his parents arrived at breakfast, asking him
  to come home for the holidays, not mentioning Snape at all. But Harry knew
  that was the reason and that as soon as he got home the yelling would start.
  Looking up he saw James and Sirius watching him, appearing very smug. They
  had written to his parents, and they knew that letter was bad news for Harry.
  That made Harry even angrier and he decided to respond that since he had
  already confirmed his presence at Malfoy Manor for the Yule festivities, he
  felt it would be very impolite to cancel and that since they wanted to spend
  time with him, he would happily ask Mr. Malfoy to invite them to one of the
  parties he was hosting. Father is going to hex me, Harry thought as he
  watched the owl fly away. He knew his father wasn't going to make a scene by
  presenting himself at Malfoy's house and then dragging his disobedient son
  out of there, so he was safe for at least the next couple of weeks. In spite
  of his dislike of the Malfoys and the Snapes, Harold Potter had years ago
  stopped trying to reason with him about the inappropriateness of his
  friendship with the two boys.
  Lucius' mansion was beautifully decorated for the holiday, and both his
  parents were waiting for them when they arrived. Most of Lucius' friends came
  from his parents' circle, so Harry was the only one they hadn't met. He was
  surprised to be welcomed so warmly, knowing his father's animosity to Lucien
  Malfoy was no secret; but then again, maybe because he was the only Slytherin
  in the family they saw him differently.
  Lucius showed everyone to their rooms, and as Severus had promised, they got
  a room to themselves. This was going to be one fun vacation, the young wizard
  thought.
  They were told to get ready for the first of many parties to be held at the
  mansion and Harry realized that Severus' parents were likely to be invited.
  He had met them before, of course, but he didn't expect them to be very happy
  to find him in a relationship with their only son. With a groan, he expressed
  his fears to his boyfriend.
  "Yes, they are coming, Harry, but I reckon we have nothing to worry about. I
  have already told them about my preferences and not to expect me to marry.
  They don't like it, but they know there's nothing they can do about it."
  Still, Harry was really nervous when they came down to the ballroom and
  Severus lead him to his parents, holding his hand tightly as if he expected
  him to flee.
  "Mother, father, Happy Christmas. I believe you have met Harry. He is my
  boyfriend now."
  Mentally, Harry braced himself for what was to come, and was really surprised
  when all he got was a "Good to see you, Harry, Happy Christmas" from Mrs.
  Snape and a nod from her husband.
  The rest of the party proceeded without incidents. The food was marvelous and
  Lucius' parents were careless with the liqour, so the boys ended up very
  drunk. Severus held his hand all the time and from time to time planted a
  kiss on Harry's lips. At first that made Harry very nervous, but he noticed
  that aside from a few curious glances and raised eyebrows, nobody seemed to
  make much of it. Lucius reassured him further, telling Harry that nobody
  would dare to be rude to one of his friends.
  At last, the party ended. Not to soon, Harry thought, since all the whisky
  they had ingested had made him really horny and he couldn't wait to get
  Severus alone and continue with last night's activities. As they got to their
  room, he started kissing his boyfriend, tugging at his clothes. Soon they
  were totally naked and rubbing their erections to each other frantically.
  "Fuck me, Severus?" Harry asked, panting and dragging his boyfriend to one of
  the beds.
  Severus made him lie on his stomach. Then he proceeded to kiss, lick and
  nibble down Harrys back in a truly maddening way. Severus kept on licking and
  kissing until he reached his cheeks, rubbing a finger lightly across Harrys
  opening and whispering some words Harry couldn't understand but assumed to be
  a lubrication spell. He might not have ever done this before, but he wasn't
  ignorant: he'd done his homework.
  When Severus' finger started penetrating him, it was painful and Harry
  tensed, but as soon as his boyfriend found his prostate, he was moaning and
  writhing, begging for more. Another finger followed, and after what felt like
  an eternity, Harry was being filled with Severus' erection. If touching and
  being touched last night felt good, this was unbelievable, a pleasure so
  intense that Harry doubted he would be able to stand it. When Severus pulled
  at his hips to get him on his hands and knees and grabbed his penis, Harry
  came screaming his boyfriend's name. After Severus came, he positioned
  themselves on their sides and kissed Harry, falling asleep fairly quickly,
  still holding his boyfriend.
  Next morning brought the expected owl from Harry's father. "I hope you know
  that we don't aprove of this relationship. When your friend leaves Hogwarts
  you will not be permitted to see him again." It was not surprising. After
  all, while they were both still at school, their relationship would be
  tolerated. Not after that, but they'd find a way, they would.
  As he finished reading the letter, Lucius stormed into the room, yelling,
  "You lazy twits, get up! It's time to open the presents!"
  Groaning, Severus opened one eye. "Get out. We'll come down in a few minutes.
  Come on, get out!"
  "There's nothing here I haven't seen before, Severus. Well, except for
  Harry." Grabbing the blankets covering the boy he tugged at them, but Harry
  was faster than him and held onto them, making sure most of his body was
  covered and giggling at the same time.
  "Lucius, get your filthy hands off my boyfriend! Youre scaring him."
  "He doesn't look so scared to me. Hmm, maybe you'll be nice enough to share?
  Don't be late for breakfast, I can't wait to open my presents." Laughing,
  Lucius left.
  As soon as breakfast was finished, they all headed for the family room, which
  held a smaller Christmas tree with what seemed like hundreds of presents
  underneath. It must be enchanted for extra room, Harry thought, already
  envious of Lucius for surely most of the gifts were for him.
  And they were, Lucius got a new broom, lots of new robes, boots and books.
  Most of the latter were about the dark arts and soon the other students were
  swooning over them, begging Malfoy to let them borrow this one or that one.
 Now it was time for the other boys to open their presents and Harry was
  surprised when Leonora Malfoy started handing out a gift for each of her
  son's friends, including him. They all got a small box of Pearls of Wisdom, a
  very rare, expensive candy that was obviously not for sale at Honeydukes.
  When eaten, the pearls would allow you to immediately find the answer to any
  question you were thinking of. Extremely useful for such things as N.E.W.T.s,
  it was no surprise they were forbidden at Hogwarts. The good thing was, since
  they were so hard to come by, none of the teachers ever thought of cheking
  the students for them.
  Harry also got The Noble Sport of Warlocks by Quintius Umfraville, from
  Lucius and an asorted bag of jokes from Zonko's from the other Slytherins.
  Finally, Severus gave him his present, which turned out to be some sort of
  journal, one that looked very old and battered.
  "Now you expect him to keep a diary? Harry has not turned into a girl,
  Severus, no matter that you're buggering him," Lucius joked, oblivious of his
  parents presence.
  Severus glared at him. "It's not a diary, it's a Book of Recording. It
  records anything spoken within 20 feet. A very useful tool for classes, and
  for spying on unsuspecting Gryffindors."
  "A very Slytherin present. Thanks! I love it!" Harry wanted to kiss Severus,
  but having the Malfoys in the room made him shy, so he limited himself to
  holding his hand; inconspicuously he hoped. "This is for you."
  "Harry, I cant believe it. How did you find this?" Amazed, Severus was
  holding an invisibility cloak. In a second, everyone, including Mr. and Mrs.
  Malfoy were around him, trying to get a closer look at the magical item of
  clothing.
  "You never know what sneaking into Knockturn Alley will get you," Harry was
  almost embarrassed to confess.
  "I hope you appreciate this, Severus. It is truly a unique gift. Our young
  Mr. Potter must have spent a good portion of his inheritance on your
  present," Mr. Malfoy commented, only half joking. "Just please, don't let
  Lucius use it; he gets in enough trouble already."
  That seemed to inspire the boys, who immediately started planning all the fun
  they would have at Hogwarts, being invisible.
  Harry also had presents for the Malfoys, a bottle of fine cognac, and for his
  friends, candy for most of them and a nice sweater for Lucius.
  Before the boys realized, the holidays were over. They had lots of fun
  playing Quidditch, sneaking into Muggle London and the Malfoys' impressive
  wine cellar.
  As soon as they arrived at Platform 9 and 3/4, they bumped into James, Sirius
  and Remus.
  "Oh, look, the Slytherin poofs. You two are disgusting," Black exclaimed,
  loud enough for all the students around to hear. Everyone but the Slytherins
  started laughing.
  "Everybody knows you're dying to get into James'pants, Black, so go shag him
  already and stop taking your sexual frustrations out on us," Severus answered
  casually; this triggered even more laughter and catcalls among the students.
  Face reddened with anger, Sirius grabbed Severus by the collar of his robes
  and seemed ready to start punching him, when Lucius and Lestrange pushed him
  aside. Instead of hitting him, like he expected, Malfoy just put an arm on
  his shoulder, and in a soft but hissing voice, told him, "Leave Severus and
  Harry alone. We're not so vulgar as to initiate a fist fight, Black, but we
  know enough dark spells and hexes to make you regret your stupidity." With
  that he turned around and headed for the train, followed by his friends.
  "We'll see how brave you are without your Death Eater bodyguards, Snape.
  We'll get you alone one day, you'll see," Black yelled at the retreating
  forms.
  As the term progressed, the Marauders seemed to have indeed decided to leave
  Severus and Harry alone, limiting themselves to send a few glares their way
  when they saw them together. Harry spent the time wrapped in bliss. His
  relationship with Severus was, in his opinion, almost perfect, and he was
  falling more in love with him every day; if that was even possible. His only
  regret was that with the N.E.W.T.s approaching, Snape had very little time
  for him. Harry would have liked to spend every night with his boyfriend,
  wrapped in his arms, kissing him passionately, being taken by him in every
  posible way, but Severus was studying so hard and spending so much time at
  the library that they only had Saturday nights to themselves. Harry, not
  being a particularly devoted student, was left to find ways to amuse himself
  the rest of the week.
  "Lucius, have you seen Severus?" a very sleepy Harry asked his friend,
  wondering if his boyfriend had spent the whole night at the library, again.
  "No, I thought he was with you."
  As they headed to the hall for breakfast, they saw Severus' parents being
  greeted by Dumbledore. Maura Snape was quietly crying and her husband was
  sporting a very grave expression on his face.
  "What happened? Is Severus all right?" Harry and Lucius, worried, approached
  the three adults.
  Mrs. Snape was unable to respond, just gathering the two boys in her arms and
  hugging them tightly. It was Dumbledore who spoke, sounding very tired and
  sad.
  "Due to an unfortunate accident, I'm afraid Mr. Snape was killed last night,
  boys. He disregarded the rule about not going into the forest."
  "It was not an accident!" Severus' father yelled, at last losing his cold and
  composed manners. "It was your leniency in allowing a werewolf to attend this
  school that killed my son, and you will regret that for the rest of your
  life."
  "Now, now, let us not upset the children more. Come to my office, please,"
  was Albus' answer.
  Harry was beyond caring about the discussion any more. His boyfriend, his
  best friend, the boy he loved more than anything in the world, was dead? No,
  it couldn't be, it had to be some horrible mistake. He ran to the infirmary,
  Lucius behind him, and when they arrived they started yelling for Severus,
  ignoring Madam Pomfrey's attempts to calm both boys down and get them to stop
  screaming.
  After opening the doors to a couple of empty rooms, they found one in which
  the bed was occupied, but the occupant had been covered from head to toes by
  a white sheet.
  "Lucius, please Lucius, look and tell me it's not him," begged Harry, already
  in tears, hoping against hope that this wasn't the boy they were looking for.
  Oh, please, he thought, please let it not be Severus, please let me find him
  in another room, alive and well. Watching Lucius pull up the blanket he lost
  all hope. The blonde's features conveyed all the pain he felt, while he
  leaned down to hug the body and tears started to fall from his eyes.
  He couldn't bear to see Severus dead; but at the same time he could not stop
  himself from approaching the still figure on the bed and looking at the body.
  He had to see for himself. Yes, it was Severus, and his body was a gruesome
  mess. That body he'd kissed and hugged and loved, that had kissed and hugged
  and loved him, torn apart in the most vicious way. He pushed Lucius aside and
  threw himself on the bed, hugging the cold form of his boyfriend.
  "Wake up, Severus, please, wake up. Please don't leave me. Don't leave me,"
  Harry screamed, shaking Severusbody, as if trying to wake him.
  Madam Pomfrey had to pry him away from Severusdead body, and as numb as he
  felt at the moment, he didn't even realize he was being made to drink a
  sleeping potion. When he woke up, in another room at the infirmary, his
  parents were there.
  "Go away. I want to be alone." He said, turning in the bed, so he didn't have
  to face them.
  "Harry, please, we are worried," his mother said, trying to hug him.
  "I said go away. I want to see Lucius, not you."
  "How dare you talk to your mother like that!"
  "It's ok, Harold. We'll send for your friend. We'll come back soon."
  When Lucius arrived, Harry let himself be hugged.
  "It was your brother and their friends, Harry. They killed him," said Lucius,
  and he started to cry again.
  As Lucius told him about the Marauders leading Snape to the Shrieking Shack,
  to a werewolf that was Remus Lupin, Harry felt all his pain come back,
  amplified.
  "It was supposed to be a prank. They say they only wanted to scare him."
  Lucius continued hugging Harry, tears now flowing from his eyes too. "They
  say they just wanted him to encounter the werewolf, and they were planning to
  get him out in their animagi forms." At Harry dumbfounded look, he continued.
  "Didn't you know your brother and his friends were animagi? They learned to
  transfigure so they could be with Remus during the full moon. Severus went to
  the Shrieking Shack wearing the invisibility cloak, so they didn't know he
  had arrived until it was too late. I have no idea how they managed to lure
  him to that place."
  Letting go of Lucius, Harry covered his eyes with his hands and started
  rocking.
  "Its my fault, Lucius, it's all my fault. The cloak, I gave him the cloak."
  The blonde reached for him again, in an attempt to soothe him, but the boy
  seemed oblivious to his presence, and he just kept on rocking, hugging
  himself and repeating, like a mantra "It's my fault, it's all my fault."
  Not knowing what to do, Malfoy went to fetch Madam Pomfrey, who eventually
  managed to get the boy to drink more Dreamless Sleep potion. "There, that
  will give him the rest he needs," she said, gently guiding Lucius out of the
  room.
  Severus funeral was held at his parent's house, the boy buried at the
  family's graveyard in the estate. All the Snapes' friends were present, as
  were most students from Slytherin house and all Hogwarts teachers, with one
  notable exception, Dumbledore.
  "He is being questioned at the Ministry as we speak," Lucien Malfoy explained
  after the services. "We are doing everything in our power to get him
  discharged from his post. And get the murderers into Azkaban."
  As he returned to Hogwarts, Lucius headed for the infirmary. As much as he
  was grieving for the loss of his friend, he was profoundly worried for his
  friend's lover, too. He also knew that Harry was the only one who had cared
  for Severus as much as him, so he expected to find some understanding and
  comfort with the younger wizard. What he found instead was a room full of
  mediwizards he didn't recognize, all yelling instructions to each other and
  to Madam Pomfrey, who seemed to be on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
  Harry's parents were in a corner of the room, silently watching the
  procedures.
  "There's no time to waste. I'm taking him out and I'll Apparate with him,"
  said one of the mediwizards, conjuring a strecher and leaving the room,
  levitating an unconscious Harry on it.
  As the other mediwizards and the Potters started to leave too, Lucius managed
  to get hold of Poppy.
  "What happened? Is Harry all right?"
  "He tried to kill himself. He managed to get up and get some Draught of the
  Living Death from one of my locked cupboards. He drank too much. They are
  taking him to St. Mungo's since we can't provide the proper treatment here."
  When they finally told him that Harry was no longer in mortal danger from the
  overdose, Lucius asked to be allowed in to see him. The mediwizard, however,
  told him that due to Harry's severe deppresion and still strong suicidal
  urges, they were going to keep him heavily medicated for the time being and
  that they were not allowing visitors, except for his parents.
  A month passed before they let him see Harry, who looked, Lucius thought,
  like he was dying. Pale and extremely thin, dark circles around his eyes, a
  blank expression on them. Still, he managed to smile when he saw the blonde.
  "So, I'm ready to face the world again, they say. I can leave in a couple of
  weeks"
  "And how do you feel?"
  "I don't know. Numb I guess would be a good way of putting it. They are still
  making me drink a lot of potions. Lucius, nobody wants to tell me anything.
  What happened to my brother and his friends?"
  "Well, the good news is that Dumbledore has been sacked and your brother and
  Sirius expelled. But the Ministry isn't going to try them since they're still
  minors. They say your father prevented a trial. As far as I know, James is
  home. Lupin is being held in captivity. The others swear he wasnt involved in
  the prank but still some people want him executed. As the news of a werewolf
  attending Hogwarts has spread, the Board of Governors has had to deal with
  many irate parents."
  Before Harry could answer, his mother arrived.
  "Good news, Harry, the mediwizards say well be able to take you home soon.
  Doesn't that make you happy?"
  "I'm not going home" With that, he turned to face the window and refused to
  say another word. Knowing his parents were protecting James hurt a lot. Harry
  felt like they were choosing his older brother over him, disregarding Severus
  death and his own pain as unimportant.
  Lucius, motioning to Mrs. Potter that he wanted to talk to her in private,
  got her out of the room.
  "Harry won't want to go home while James is there."
  "But what does he expect me to do? He's my son too, and he has already been
  punished," she answered softly. She really had no clue as how to proceed. Her
  older son had almost been subjected to a trial that would have probably
  resulted in a sentence to be served in Azkaban. Besides, James had already
  had his life as good as ruined, not being allowed to finish his education. On
  the other hand, it was Harrys boyfriend he had killed, however inadvertedly,
  and the younger boy was still a danger to himself. Her two children needed
  love and support from their family at this moment, and it seemed they wouldnt
  be able to help them both.
  "Getting expelled from Hogwarts is hardly punishment enough for murder, but
  what I wanted to tell you is that Harry should stay at my house, at least for
  the summer. I'm finishing school next week, so I'll be there with him."
  "But... I don't think Harold will agree to this."
  "Look, I know how he feels about my family, but if I know Harry, there will
  be no way to make him go home with you. At least let him be with his friends,
  with the ones who understand what he's going through, and not trying to
  justify and protect the people who killed his boyfriend."
  Harry indeed kept refusing to go home and when Lucius told him about the
  offer he made to his mother, he decided he'd only leave St. Mungo's if he was
  allowed to stay with the Malfoys. So, the Potters where left with no other
  option, and, reluctantly, gave their permission, not without threatening
  Lucius that if something happened to their son he would pay dearly.
  The young wizard was recieved warmly by Lucius's parents and given a bedroom
  next to his friend's, although thankfully not the same one he shared with
  Severus during the Christmas break. Traveling through the floo network had
  left him exhausted and the place was bringing back memories of Severus and
  the wonderful time they'd had in this house not even a year ago, so he told
  them he needed some rest and would prefer to be alone for the time being.
  After he promised to let them know if the needed anything, no matter what, no
  matter the time, they left.
  He wasn't sleepy, so he thought he'd try and read a little and having noticed
  his trunk from Hogwarts was already there, he opened it to look for some of
  his Quidditch books. What he found, on top of everything else, was the
  Recording Book Severus gave him for Christmas. He stared at it for a while,
  trying to decide if he wanted to open it. Finally, he did, to a random page,
  one that showed him the one and only time his boyfriend had told him that he
  loved him. Harry remembered that day clearly. It was a Hogsmeade weekend, and
  they had been making love in the Sixth years' dormitory, in Harrys bed. Just
  as they were getting dressed, Severus had pulled him into a hug and said, "I
  love you, Harry." He had then kissed the younger wizard and left to greet his
  yearmates, who were returning from their day out.
  Seeing those words was too much for Harry. He didn't want to be alone
  anymore. He wasn't feeling strong enough to deal with everything all by
  himself, so he went looking for Lucius, who, as he expected, was in the
  library with his father.
  They were so absorbed in conversation that they didn't hear the door opening,
  so he was able to overhear the ongoing discussion.
  "It's not fair, father, however you look at it. Potter and his idiotic
  friends should be in Azkaban. I know we've talked about this before, but
  isn't there something you could do? Does the Potter family really have so
  much influence at the Ministry?"
  "I'm afraid we can't do more, Lucius, you know how power is shifting in the
  highest political circles. Due to being percieved as dark wizards and
  followers of Voldemort, a lot of pureblood families, especially those from
  Slytherin house, are distrusted and discriminated against. But we are working
  to change that, slowly but surely. There will come a time, sooner rather than
  later, when power will be back at the hands of those who deserve it. And when
  that time comes, everyone who has stood against us will pay. We will not
  forget Severus. The Snapes are amongst the inner circle of our Lord and they
  will seek revenge, trust me, they will; and they will accomplish it with His,
  and our, help." Hearing this, Harry felt his resentment at his family grow.
  The people he had loved and trusted all his life had betrayed him, and the
  Ministry his parents had taught him to respect turned out to be a corrupt
  institution, one that was willing to overlook a murder in order to appease an
  influencial member of the wizarding society. But the supposedly evil Malfoys
  were taking care of him, and, more importantly, planning to seek justice for
  Severuss death.
  As Harry stepped into the room, he made up his mind. "I want to join you, Mr.
  Malfoy, Lucius. Please, I have to make them pay. Take me to Voldemort."
  The End
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