Shattered Reflections

Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreasonSummary: AU: Slash.Fallen from a time where all was lost, one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. He becomes Devon Evander Potter, a twenty-eight year old wizard, who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. In doing so, he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends, and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. Notes: This is co-written with Roxiesnape as you can see. The prologue is, indeed, very short – but I assure you the chapters are longer. The next will be posted tomorrow. This WILL be slash, as if that’s any surprise to you lol. Thanks to Terri for her wondering betaing. Prologue March 28th, 2008 The starry skies, of the deepest purple, had broken open with vivid lights and blind raging mortals fighting on the grounds below. The smashing and clashing of swords, skulls, and bodies could be heard throughout wide open space. The air was whipping around as gently as a feather. The fight however was not so gentle. Those who were stupid enough to fight unarmed suffered a fate worse than death - excruciating torture and exquisite blood curling pain, straight before death, leaving your body mauled for the loved ones that dared to survive. The once bright green grass was now mingled with red and brown spots of splattered blood from both the dark and light. I could tell we were losing this battle… the final battle between good and evil was upon everyone, and I knew we wouldn’t last... We were out numbered by thousands. I could only watch as my friends, family, and everyone I knew and grew to love were slaughtered in front of my green eyes. My black hair was covered in mud, with blood streaking through it in clots. My face was hardly recognizable, since it had dirt, blood and streaks from my tears. I was in no place to move, after hours and hours of training, learning, and studying, I was down – well, maybe not totally down, but I was hardly in any place to fight back. One thing I had accomplished; the darkest wizard of all time was having trouble breathing. He was gasping and clutching his chest, his red cat-like eyes were starting to unfocus. His body was bruised and just as fucked over as mine. Both of us were in no shape to shoot a spell. He had his wand trained on me, while I was on the ground, my body mangled and beat to a pulp. He knew if he shot an Avada Kedavra he would likely take the both of us out, and we’d both be dead. What would that accomplish? He had a look of molesting pain mingled with a ferocious look of triumph on his snake like face. I stared into those fire red eyes, determined not to scream out in pain or allow him to best me. If I was going to die, I was going to die being the stubborn little bastard that I was born to be. I trained for this and I had weakened Voldemort, hopefully it’ll be enough to kill him. But as I watch him struggle up, I curse and bit my lip, understanding just what kind of stubborn bastard he actually was. I wondered then if his younger self had been right in my second year. Maybe we were more alike than ever. Maybe, that’s why I was part of the prophecy. I was so much like this curious snake-cross-man that had lashed out at the world. There was only one difference that we both had - I was Harry Potter while he was Tom Riddle. I have a different name, and a different mind, even though we share it more times than I would wish. I was different in a way that Tom Riddle would never understand, and that’s what kept me going, knowing that I wasn’t Tom Riddle, that I was Harry Potter… Death and heat clashed together, forming a sick putrid smell of dark awareness. I watched and listened to the loud rushing sounds, the bright tranquil green ray, and then, the horrific soft thump of those around me laying flat on the ground, eyes wide open in horror, dead. I sucked in a breath when I watched one of my many trainers fall to the ground, his magical eye rolling around in his head while the rest of him was stiff, cold, and rigid. Alastor Moody was out, and only a few more were left. The war on Hogwarts Grounds was nothing but a blood bath; I could see Deatheaters and Order members go head to head clashing with a blind rage. As I watched people fall, my heart clenched together it was twisting and pumping furiously. It ached for those who were falling, and for those I loved more than life itself. My eyes turned back to the man who was responsible for all this. It was his goddamn fault that everyone was dying and that people were in pain. “I have you now, Potter!” ‘Oh please!’ I thought bitterly. ‘If I’m about to die, you might as well say my name you stupid fuck!’ As I spat my thoughts out loud to the Heir of Slytherin, I felt a nasty curse spread through my body, splitting with pain. “Twenty eight years old, tsk tsk, pity, you’ve killed your friends, family, and husband.” he started cackling however it was muffled by a visible flinch of pain, “Dead twins, yess your young gorgeous daughters didn’t live long enough to see their daddy get tortured. Oh, that’s too bad; I’d love to have seen how quickly your precious jewels would go insane watching as your body got mangled, torn bit by bit, before I deliciously ended your life.” The blind rage fulminated through me, I was soon seeing nothing but white with red spots in front of my eyes. I didn’t understand it, but I knew I had never been so pissed off in my life. My heart seemed to thump and thump as furious as it could; my brain was spinning out of control, and as I heard the drowning sounds, I figured it was Avada Kedavra finally making its destined way toward my heart. It was an overly-delayed murder, one that the Dark Lord would enjoy. As the green spread through the white and red spots, it hit me in the chest, and soon I was swimming in a pool of noise, screams, laughter, cries, begs, pleas, pleasure, happiness, sadness, aphetic feelings… Then, a voice, and someone grabbed my hand, whether it was spiritual, mental, physical or hallucination, I didn’t know; but I heard it, a low voice… calm voice. “Change it, Harry. Change.” whispered the calm old voiced, just as everything began to fade and get darker and darker, until… I couldn’t hold on anymore. I didn’t know what he wanted me to change, but fuck this! I’m dying… Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason Summary: AU: Slash.Fallen from a time where all was lost, one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. He becomes Devon Evander Potter, a twenty-eight year old wizard, who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. In doing so, he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends, and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. Notes: No, this isn't theTom/Harry slash that I'm co-writting with Tinkering. This will be Snarry. I hope you like this chapter, it’s quite a bit longer than the last at least and it explains much more. Edited by Terri once again. Thanks darling. Chapter One August 2, 1995 As an angry fifteen-year-old Harry Potter paced his small room, he glared at the door defiantly. He half expected the door to burst open and for his uncle to come storming in after him, ready on the many-times-voiced threat of kicking him out. He honestly didn’t think he would mind. He was sick and tired of this. He growled. “I have just been attacked by dementors! My Aunt was sent a howler, and I’m told to sit and be a good little boy?” Harry hissed aloud, talking only to himself as his temper got the better of him. He couldn’t stand this anymore. This summer had been terrible, but he had done his best to be a ‘good little boy’ and all for what? He threw his hands up in the air. “What the hell do people expect from me?” He snarled again, his voice breaking through the almost unnatural silence of Privet Drive. “This is ridiculous.” He stopped pacing, his emerald green eyes narrowed with anger, as he kicked his trunk. He groaned and started hopping on one foot as he grabbed onto his toes automatically, cursing without a care. “That hurt didn’t it?” said a calm voice, one that sounded way too close for comfort. Harry stopped what he was doing and blinked, staring down at his floor as he tried to process the fact that someone other than himself had, indeed, spoken. He whirled around as quickly as he could, his hand going for his wand as he jumped about a foot into the air and landed with a startled cry on the floor. He stared. “Bloody hell!” he gasped as he saw a man leaning against the doorframe of his door leisurely with his arms crossed, an amused little smile flickering across his face. The man he was staring at looked so familiar and yet so strange as well. The eyes were the same emerald green as Harry’s, though this man wasn’t wearing glasses. His black hair was long and went past his shoulder blades. He wore it down and folded in layers, very sleek and attractive. His face was chiselled and masculine. Harry would say that he was about twenty five. He was tall about 5’10, and he had a lean athletic build. He was wearing a black pair of jeans that were tight around the crotch and loose in the leg area, and the top he was wearing was a black faded t shirt that once had the sleeves on it. On each shoulder was a tattoo. The first tattoo was that of a blood red heart on his left bicep. The heart had two similar names in cursive white that was surrounded in a bed of green ivy. The names Wrennya and Arwennya were inscripted. On the other side was a large gothic looking cross, from the beginning edge of his shoulder all the way down to his bicep. It was silver on the inside and had green thorns with small black rose buds, and inside of it had a bunch of recognizable names all up and down the cross. ‘Cedric Diggory 1995’ was at the top and then it went down from there, must have been in order because the youth’s nostril’s flared and his eyes started to get misty as he read, ‘Sirius Black 1996’ ‘Fred Weasley 1996’ ‘Hermione Granger 1997’ ‘Ronald Weasley 1997’ ‘Ginny Weasley 1997‘ ‘Rubeus Hagrid 1997’ ‘Bill Weasley 1998’ And finally at the bottom had Lily and James’ name inside of a small red heart. “Do you like them?” asked the foreign yet so familiar man standing there; he glanced down at his own tattoos noticing the look. “Ah, yes, you haven’t reached this time yet.” he murmured softly, running his fingers delicately over the cross. “Such a shame, is it not?” he asked, even as a flash of pain flickered through his otherwise cold emerald eyes. “Terrible fate. I’ve seen a lot, Harry, you and I have been through the same torture, pain, and inner demons. I am you Harry - your future self…” The young fifteen-year-old allowed the words to go in one ear and out the other before his eyes rolled and he fainted… The older figure arched an eyebrow and then glanced down at him, crossing his arms over his chest. “Better than I expected.” He muttered eventually with a sigh and then dragged his eyes over his younger self. “Scrawny seems to be an understatement. Was I really this tiny? Goddamn Dursleys!” The adult Harry Potter glared at the door, seriously trying to restrain himself from slipping a few curses on the muggles before they left. He shook his head, knowing that that just wouldn’t do, and then wasted no time. He waved his hand nonchalantly, watching as everything that he had once owned slipped itself into the open trunk. With another wave of his hand, the bird droppings inside of Hedwig’s cage disappeared, and the cage in itself shrunk to the size of a paperback novel. He turned around then and stared at himself in the mirror, before waving his hand and shielding his green eyes, turning them a vivid amber. If twenty eight year old Harry Potter was going to convince the world that he was his youngerself’s long lost relative, he would need to hide Lily Evan’s giveaways. With that masked, he shrunk the trunk and added a ‘Light as a Feather’ charm before slipping it into his pockets and then he lifted his young self in his arms. He had already surreptitiously slipped adoption papers from the muggle world and American Ministry Adoption Agency, in Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia’s bedroom. Older-Harry blinked twice with concentration before disappearing on the spot, without so much as a sound. -----------When he appeared next he was standing in the middle of a very elegant yet comfortable living room. There was a white leather sofa with emerald green lines and patterns around the edges. There was an identical loveseat and armchair to match; against the wall was an encased fireplace, which did not allow Floo entrances. It had a gold rim around the heat safe glass. On either end of the settee, there were two tables with a large emerald green lava lamp on one side, and a pure white lava lamp on the other side. Candles circled the lava lamps and were flickering beautifully. The room was made up of all candlelight, some tables displayed an array of candles in amazing shapes and forms, and the smell of warm baked apple pie attacked your senses. The carpet was lush white and stain resistant, there was a Persian rug underneath that had green, white, and black oriental designs. The walls had the same oriental tapestries in places, and on each side of the tapestry was a silver sconce, along with candelabras. Sighing, the twenty eight year old carried his younger self to the bedroom and kicked open the door. Black lights and deep purple satin covered the lowly lit bedroom. The windows were blacked out with black and purple drapes to keep the light out. It was strange, looking at his younger self, he had been here for five months and he still wasn’t used to everything. He doubted he ever would be really. He laid the boy down on the bed and waved his hand, his shoes was off and thrown in the garbage without a single thought. He would definitely be taking his younger self out to get new and proper clothing, including formal attire. He knew that Harry would be out for a while. Seeing your future self in your bedroom just after fighting off dementors was not something you could wake up from in ten minutes. He was in a state of shock and would probably be like that for about two hours. This gave the elder Potter a chance to plan and plot like the Slytherin he was supposed to be. He had already scribbled down a few notes and strategies on what he wanted to do and what he wanted to change. He walked over to his desk and flipped on the soft light, he sat behind it, and worried his bottom lip a moment before taking out his laptop with all his information was stored in a jump drive, a small little item that would mind boggle your average wizard. Hence, the reason why he was using such advanced technologies. He had already done extensive research on his family and manipulated the names of his family members in the Ministry of Magic. So that he was wedged in there, and it would look convincing enough. Besides, he was sure that the Dursleys didn’t mind Harry Potter being adopted out by his freak relative. His alias would be Devon Evander Potter. His great-grandfather back several generations was named Evander, which meant ‘good man’ in Greek. He had lived, in New York City for several long years training himself for Wizarding world because of what happened to his favourite cousin. He worked as a secret agent, in the muggle world, and already had the records and planted a few ideas in muggles heads if the Ministry decided to go and ask. That was his story, anyway. There are a few things I need to explain to you. He had looked so much different when he had been younger. Was it even possible to come back this far into the past? The man claiming to be his older self was at least twenty-five. As a matter of fact. he has no idea that you’ve even left the perimeter of Privet Drive. mostly to himself. “No. Had his older self come from the future? He sighed and brushed his hand through his hair. He wouldn’t allow himself to fail on this. He had his whole story planned out now … completely flawless. “No. before you pass out again. The first thing he noticed was that the steel in the mans voice wasn’t directed at him at all. blushing slightly at the knowledge that he had.” said a low cool voice. not even aware that he had spoken that out loud. . Can the world survive with two Harry’s living there? One thing was for sure: Voldemort wouldn’t. “Listen. wondering if what he had remembered was true. be quiet and bear with me. his eyes snapped open at the realization of what he had seen last night.I wasn’t. not if the small smile that was being sent his way was anything to go by.” He murmured. His son. ‘Was this something Dumbledore thought up?’ he wondered silently. That would be how he treated the boy. indeed. He has no idea that I’ve come from the future. Harry Potter had nothing at all to go back to. This would work. ---------When the fifteen-year-old came back down from lala land. It had taken him years to build up the athletictype-body that he had now. It was much easier to think of his younger self as somebody else. so why should he think anything but? It was strange to say. Harry’s eyes snapped over to an older version of himself and he stared at the man for a minute.seeing things. Dumbledore did not think of anything. He was not aware of it being possible. He sat up and checked out his surroundings curiously. This will take some time so please. so what was he planning to do? This sent him in to a whirlpool of thoughts. a steel tone behind the words. but he was already starting to care for the younger boy. He pinched the bridge of his nose as he scanned over the screen in front of him. it was almost pitch black except for the candelabra that was in the corners of the rooms. He was going to make sure that some things happened differently. unlike he ever had done for himself. his future. His mind went over to the future. much more naïve. out in public anyway. It was in ruins and destroyed. It was only then that he realized who was in front of him. some people were saved … and his younger self was saved from a fate far worse than death. wouldn’t. frowning slightly at that. smaller. perhaps an adopted kid.The former Gryffindor had done a lot of things to ensure that everything would be secure. and with a lot of potential that had gone to waste.” He said. and he had started too late into the whole thing. He couldn’t. He glanced over at himself lying on the bed. The room was comfortable. “I. but the older man moved to sit next to him on the bed and offered another one of those small smiles. you were not.” Harry nodded. His mind was racing as he stared up at the ceiling. fainted. let that happen. that was a whole ten years. “I was also still trying to defend myself and the world against Voldemort. go on. please explain. I would like it. I had been married and had two adorable daughters. “I am your future self. Weasley. and absolutely sweet-” he frowned. and everyone else who thought I was much too young to fight in a war. causing the teenager’s heart to sink as he read off the names.” Nodding the older Harry leant over and grabbed a tray of food and set it aside. my love suffered torture and was rendered insane by the time they were through.” Harry dropped the fork and stared at his self in horror. that same smile there which twisted into a smirk when the younger Harry nodded. I am twenty-eight years old and I was an Unspeakable. “Of course I do! How could I not remember when dementors swooped in and decided to try and… silence me. before looking back up. I won’t tell you who your mate is. “I had weakened Voldemort as much as I could but in doing so. “I watched as one by one everyone I cared about was murdered and slaughtered. He almost slapped himself across the head. “I’m saying ME because it will not be happening again. “Then again it could have something to do with the way everyone tried to shield me. Bear with me!” He said and raised his palms when he saw Harry open his mouth to speak. without pausing to let any questions form. “I am sure a wilted salad did nothing to fill you up. It wasn’t until I was seventeen that I finally received training and that was after a lot of my friends were killed. closing his eyes briefly to savour the taste. Dumbledore.” The older-Harry explained bluntly and coolly. I had also weakened myself. flushing. He bit his lip to still the next question. “Now. but he didn’t need to see to guess how that must feel. I did it!’ This was all definitely a little too much for the young Potter to take in.” Harry was indeed hungry. Gulping Harry shakily took a drink of pumpkin juice.” He said with a sneer and then sighed.” “You remember?” Harry asked. seriously surprised. he couldn’t read a single emotion in the older mans face.” Harry snapped his mouth shut. so he picked up the fork and took a bite of the meatloaf. and his expression closed off completely. hands clenched tight almost unconsciously.” He said and then flashed the tattoo.Harry had always been fascinated by candles. this was a good choice. I’ll let you figure it out. I was cornered.” Rolling his eyes he leant back and waved his hand. “Anyway. “I’ve already eaten. Mrs. The fucking bastard just did not want to die. shielded me and kept me from training and going after the darkest lord of the century.” The older-Harry said again and then smirked at his younger self’s flabbergasted look “They were five year old little girls. Harry junior stared at it blankly for a minute. My children watched death. his food forgotten. “I watched them tortured along with my mate. that’s when someone slipped a time disc in my hand. Harry James Potter. eat while I talk. ‘Of course. and nodded. “Are you done wandering around in your thoughts?” The older Harry asked curiously. they set the mood for everything. A .” the elder paused then and gritted his teeth together. “Yeah. but you won’t be. They would come back. not Dumbledore not Remus Lupin no one. “Why? You know I can be expelled!” He hissed.” He insisted as Harry opened his mouth to protest. what we need to do is get into the role of Harry and Devon. you will also be going under some extensive training. Smirking now. is back you will not go to trial alone and we will make the Ministry of Magic look like fucking idiots!” Harry started at that. Harry Potter would never become like Devon Evander. Which was why I let you get attacked by Dementors. Devon Evander Potter. on the same day of the same month that I was supposed to have died in 2008. you’ll have to call me Cousin Devon.” He waved his hand and his eyes turned a brilliant amber. “I know Harry. You don’t need to read it. is block that mind of yours off. You will learn it all and you will not watch your friends die like I did. This worked for Harry too. “You are being slandered inside of the Daily Prophet. forcing himself to relax slightly and then took a deep breath. as if studying him. “Ok. I did not discover this until seventh year.time disc is a very rare item that has only been seen once in 2000 years. nothing too visible. They’re doing it to Dumbledore as well. duelling. No one knows that I have returned.” He murmured again. I promise. what’s going on? I’ve been sitting at Privet Drive all month with no news!” Devon sighed. “Whoa! I can do that?” Harry asked with a little surprise and excitement mixed.” Devon didn’t even question the fact that he was talking to his younger-self as if he was a different person completely. “I knew that I had to plan and plot and turn on the Slytherin part of my brain. that made them separate people. It’s pretty fucking nasty if you ask me. “First thing we need to do. because he was. . Now that your cousin. shrugging off the painful memories for now. and you will learn it a lot quicker than I did. his anger and irritation returning.” Swallowing a gulp of juice that he had forgotten was even in his mouth young Harry spoke up. “However. stressing the words out carefully. I don’t know how they got hold of it and I don’t know who gave it to me but it sent me back here. and as far as Devon was concerned. and shifted slightly to get comfortable. I am sorry that I didn’t interrupt. Harry nodded and took a minute to let everything sink in before he straightened up and looked at his … cousin … with a fierce determination. his eyes narrowing.” He paused again then. if just because it was easier. and everything else that is in the goddamn book that I have yet to discover. I watched the whole show. “Yes. They always did. I am your cousin Devon. surprised by the sudden burst of hatred and coldness in his oldein Devon’s – voice. We’ll need to get you proper clothes and if this is going to work right. “How are we going to do that?” Harry asked curiously and Devon looked at him for a minute. You have it and you will be showing it off this year. I knew that if I was going to change things then I would have to do so carefully. the older Harry nodded. “Huh.” he smirked again. the boy might never have used one before. Devon nodded. Devon nodded. “This has everything that I will be putting you through. “That’s exactly how I felt when Severus was telling me this.” Still smirking.” Devon responded as he booted it. Then again. Sure.” “Snape?” asked Harry disgusted. “Occlumency. Voldemort will crack open your mind not caring if you know or not.” he ran down a small list. that he was going crazy. I can have you trained up in Occlumency strong enough to keep both Dumbledore and Snape out of your mind. you get a glimpse at him as well. “Wow. “Occlumency is a very obscure branch of magic. which probes your mind and siphons your memories that can be twisted and used against you. this time pulling a silver laptop over. not to mention Dudley had one. Like second year. He should have known about the voices.” “What’s that?” asked Harry dumbly and Devon smiled slightly. but he had seen them in passing. All you have to worry about is yourself for once. “Yes. staring upwards. my darling Harry you do. “Thank you.” Harry nodded without a word to say that he understood. Legillimens. Remember. Occlumency is the defence against mind penetration. for instance. “Yes. Hopefully Voldemort too. remembering how clueless he truly had been at that age.” He smirked again as he watched Harry’s expression go from curious to plain old deadpanned. then there’s wandless training. when he had been asking if Harry had anything to tell him. rolling his eyes at the obvious question and watched as Harry flushed. However. “Good. Have you ever been in the vicinity of Dumbledore or Severus and wonder if they can read your mind?” he asked and watched as Harry gaped at him and nodded slowly. I know the future and I will guide you through and help you bypass all the stuff that I had to watch. Harry.” “They are using subtle hints of Legilimency. but. martial arts. gymnastics. “I have to let Snape read my thoughts?” Devon nodded with sympathy.” Harry leaned back and gave a slow smile. You see Dumbledore is strong but prefers subtly… he’ll do it to where you can hardly feel it. healing potions and other healthcare stuff. if all goes well.“Ok. thinking back on all the times that the old man could have read his thoughts. We have a list of things we are going to do” he murmured as he leaned over once more. “I’ll take care of it. what’s going to happen when people show up at Privet to find me gone?” “Don’t worry about that. “What’s that?” “Laptop computer. cousin Devon. However. .” was all he responded with.” “Yes. Some of it is Auror Advanced. you will get it.” “Really?” asked Harry. he probably thought the same as Ron and Hermione. ” He leaned back and watched as Harry’s facial expressions changed. you are surreptitiously seeing his desire in your dreams. You see. we will try. That’s the only way we’re going to be able to beat Voldemort at his game. and he . but he had to admit that the old headmaster could be a little manipulative. “Your scar is a link to Voldemort.Sirius dies?” “Yes. He hadn’t really thought about it before.” “What is it?” “The Department of Mysteries. but we will most certainly try. glancing away.” “My hearing is the 12th of August. “Yes. and we hope that he doesn’t find out. He doesn’t know this link just yet. his emerald eyes clouding over. But you need to know Occlumency just in case you have a dream and he feels your presence. He had always looked up to Dumbledore.” Harry frowned at that. Not till you learn Occlumency.” Devon confirmed. I know that. S. Dumbledore did not tell me until after Sirius was murdered over my stupidity.” Devon replied and watched as Harry sank back in defeat and worry.” “Yes.” Harry snorted. Devon nodded curtly. Sometimes. confused and slightly interested at the same time.” “Oh gods. Now I realize that we won’t be able to save everyone.” “S. blanching. this is very important. “Dumbledore?” “Yes. “I thought that was the trap-” “No. I know you won’t be able to learn subtle mind shields in the short amount of time. you’ll be able to actually pop into his mind and he will pop into yours. “He’s not going to die if I have anything to say about it. “You mean. Voldemort lures you to the Department of Mysteries. I learned that a long time ago. and now that he is back you are feeling it stronger than ever.” Devon replied and then sighed.what’s in the Department of Mysteries?” Harry asked eventually. There is a room that has a bunch of glass spheres in it. If we don’t manage it. it’s not the trapped feeling.” “When do we get started?” Harry asked somewhat determinedly. That’s the only way you’re going to be able to overcome Dumbledore’s manipulative chess game.“Now listen. we can do this. I know you’re having a dream of long corridors ending with nothing but dead ends. however. “I can’t tell you yet. we will be there.Sirius?” Harry whispered weakly. looked at his older self. “Many odd things. I will be providing you a potion to keep anyone’s – err – overly large nosy nose out of your head. I will tell you that there is a prophecy with your name and Voldemort’s name on it. With you and I together. it’s time Harry that you and I play the Slytherin card.” He watched as Harry nodded. with a sigh. “Role play starts now cousin Harry. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny.” Devon replied with a cool smirk.” He muttered.” They both fell silent for a minute then and Harry turned to look at his older-self once more. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. “Yes. I’m teaching you stuff now. we both really appreciate it. The fact was. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t.knew that the man had his – and everybody else’s – best interests at heart.” he replied and then nodded. “Dumbledore is. In doing so.” repeated Harry. “I think I need to go and send that owl now. You have fame and you need to use it well. “Much better than me. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. though. and that has to be the only decent thing that ever came out of Lockhart’s mouth. a twenty-eight year old wizard. Thanks for all your reviews. on our side. Devon smirked again. The lines on his face told just about as many stories as the scars that covered his body. He was cold and cool but at the same time … he appeared to be caring. Lol I think this has to be the longest one in the story. tilting his head to the side. he had indeed been manipulated over the years … and that fact didn’t surprise him that much. truly looking at him. Notes: A special thanks to Terri who edited all 16 pages of this chapter. as a snarky grin slipped up onto his face. It took two years before anyone started teaching me things. Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason Summary: AU: Slash. He becomes Devon Evander Potter. I hope you like it anyway.” he said sliding up and leaving the youth to his thoughts.Fallen from a time where all was lost. “Am I going to turn out like you?” he asked after a while and Devon blinked over at him before shaking his head slightly. “Dumbledore’s powerful. “Better. You need to use your fame to your advantage and not allow yourself to continue to hide away from everyone else. He was an attractive man. Chapter Two . “But with you and I together.” He said simply after a few minutes and Devon nodded. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. we’re unstoppable. not even bothering to dispute that. but it was obvious that he had suffered through a lot.” “Celebrity is as celebrity does. Nymphadora Tonks. Weasley growled with frustration. “No . settling back into the chair. Everybody knew how those foul creatures affected the boy. “Albus! We must get Harry immediately. “Fuck you. He didn’t say anything. .A little more than thirty miles away. discussing the important matter at hand. The attack on Harry Potter and Dudley Dursley. “BOYS! Enough!” Remus ordered dangerously as he wrapped his arm around Sirius and stood up. Kingsley Shacklebolt. “Relatives? Is that what you call them barbaric human beings? They’re despicable muggles who practically starve Harry!” “I’m sure he’s just fine. “He’s probably being pampered from the dementors attack. I prefer my men to not have fleas. just leaned back in his chair on two legs. looked beyond pale. glaring at him. “Sit down. Sirius Orion.” snarled Snape in the corner.” Dumbledore called over everyone. the man was restless.” Molly Weasley said with a desperate look in her motherly eyes. Snape!” growled Sirius rising.” “That’s what you know!” Mrs. Sirius Black however. Sirius gritted his teeth and was about to snap something when Remus’ pressed a hand against his lovers knee. not for the first time either. a group of witches and wizards were sitting around a long rectangular table.” Snape retorted darkly and with his usual amount of arrogance. and had been ever since the news of the attack. a sneer twisting at his lips. Mad Eye Moody was growling about how they needed to prepare for taking Potter off premises of Privet Drive before anything else happened. The black auror. listening to everything with a raised eyebrow of interest.” Sirius growled before Remus could stop him.” Remus whispered under his breath and Sirius frowned and huffed. “THREE DAYS? Retrieve? He’s no damn dog Albus. who had a calm and collected look on his face. in three days time. “No thank you. “We will retrieve Harry. Remus gave Snape a pretentious glare before lowering himself back down. The Weasley family was having kittens about Harry being alone after Dementors had just attacked him.” Snape jeered. NOW!” Remus’ eyes glinted and it was a warning that his mate step down before he got way in over his head. “Headmaster.but you are. his black hair falling into his dark eyes. and the actions of the Ministry. the blue eyed man had already snapped several times. “Calm yourself. was staring at Remus. it wasn’t working. the eccentric young auror. Sirius snarled at Snape before sitting. Needless to say. He stroked Crookshanks to try and calm himself down. calmly and without a hint of hesitation. you can’t expect us to sit here while Harry is with those – relatives -” Arthur started but Molly overrode him with a snarl. You will never find him unless he wants to be found. After the death of my favourite cousin.” he nodded appreciatively. it was black with brilliant flame blue edges. and I highly doubt he wants to be found and dragged off to some unknown location at the moment. out of fear. I had no idea the type of abuse he was receiving. In the meantime. and I could not stand for a Potter to be living in such a disdainful environment. Why would you do this to a young child? I don’t see how the Ministry would have allowed such a thing had they known what kind of people they were. I am greatly disappointed in you.the last remaining Potter of the line. hoping you would do the right thing and put him in a loving family. instead of living and working in the muggle world. Remus. Dumbledore looked down at the letter that was dropped in front of him and lifted it. although I wonder how many wizards are smart enough to even consider it? I believe I have stated my case and I am going to sign off here now. I have bound and tied all rights to myself and Harry who has eagerly signed each paper. no forgery or force was necessary. “Anyway. He didn’t recognize the handwriting but as he opened it. you might want to make new plans. My name is Devon Evander Potter. however. . Harry Potter will appear for court in the Ministry of Magic. then disappeared again through the owl shoot before anyone could stop it. an owl flew through the owl gate. No one dares to cross a werewolf when he’s pissed. I do. It was a gorgeous owl. You may cast any spell you want on this paper but you shall not find a trace of anyone or anything. and I am more than happy that I found out before you or anyone else could cause anymore damage. and take care of my cousin like I should have been doing.” “Thank you. Instead. a child living his years in a cupboard under the stairs and fed meagre meals while his boisterous cousin was lavished with gifts and everything imaginable. Headmaster. I recently got a hold of all my documents and everything I needed to prove myself in the Wizarding world. my muggle mother got terribly frightened and sent me to America to live. he arched an eyebrow upwards. James Potter. There is nothing you can do about this. want to tell you just how disappointed I am in you and your choice of residency for my cousin. Thank you for your time and cooperation. His name was in a bold blue letters that was neat. I am an American Citizen with the rights to use magic as I see fit. We may meet at a later date if you wish and I will prove to you my intentions are nothing but good. I even wiped my muggle prints off the paper so you can’t go the muggle route. We will be doing this by brooms … ” but before he could get another word out. we will send a group of trusted allies to his home and pick him up. after things have calmed down. I am a twenty eight year old from New York City. I believe it only necessary that I start off with who I am. and shock spread across his ancient face… Dear Headmaster Dumbledore. and went right toward Dumbledore. in three days. Lily and James Potter left you their executioner. you put him in a family that bordered on abuse. I recently found out just how terrible his relatives were treating him. at the scheduled date.“Continue Headmaster. He is in my hands now and I will take care of him as I see fit. It hooted and dropped a letter. I have also retrieved the adoptions papers for my cousin . “I believe he did. ------“You covered up the names. Albus? Did Harry really want to go with him?” asked Mrs. even though his brain was still trying to register the words. leave Lily and James. Harry realized that Devon had an earring of a serpent in his ear. “I had too. boisterous cousin. however.” He murmured and then smiled slightly at Harry.” “This… does not sit well with me.” “What do we do then?” asked Severus. “Really Harry’s cousin?” Remus nodded. Devon was looking particularly smashing. nor did he comprehend what Mrs. I kept the names on the heart because no one knows who they are but people will suspect with everyone that’s alive and kicking now. thinking a bit more clearly than the rest. wearing a dark blue pair of jeans that fit just right yet were loose in the legs of them. “There’s nothing we can do at the moment. however. Weasley was moaning about.” Remus stated simply. as he sat back. with his black hair pulled back. taking off his glasses and rubbed his blue eyes gently.” “How did he die?” asked Kingsley curiously. Severus. he’s real. “Devon was James’ little cousin. Weasley in shock. “What do we do. “It was said that he died not long after James was killed.Sincerely. “He really is. they were a bit big and a tad to long on him but that was nothing that a simple charm couldn’t help. snatched the letter and read it over several times. insisting that he had heard of a Devon Potter before.” said Dumbledore quietly. “Harry cannot leave Privet by force.” Dumbledore said finally. who was brushing his teeth at the moment.” “That means Devon is a real man?” asked Dumbledore. Besides Harry. Devon glanced down at his arm and nodded. “No one knows. I did.” said Harry pointing at Devon’s arm. minus Cedric. Sirius. he didn’t see the half gaping Potion’s Master.” “Oh. Devon had given Harry some of his clothes. Devon was supposed to be the last of the Potter line. It was early morning the next day and the two were just about ready to go shopping. and abuse coming together with a Potter. He was wearing a dark green tank. cupboard. and as he read the letter aloud.” Remus told them. but couldn’t place his finger on it. No one can enter the house with ‘bad’ intentions. We’ll just have to wait… but I will meet up with this Devon Potter and make sure he is for real. “Do I have anything else I need to look forward too?” . Devon Evander Potter Dumbledore was floored.” he said evenly. “Yes. “We need to get going.” “I thought only muggles had those. “Does it have my.ummm lover’s name in it?” “Hurry up Harry-” he replied instead. and then we’re going to go to Gringotts and we’re going to go through your family vaults. wizards have them too.. Harry.” he remarked.” Harry couldn’t believe what he was hearing. however the teenage rebellion is what saved your arse.“Yes. gold. jewellery. silver. . deeds to lots and homes.” Devon replied and Harry nodded.what is it?” “I’ll let you see some other time.. “I must have gone into some sort of teenage rebellion. so you’ll be coming into that sooner.” He threw the teen a pair of socks and then a pair of trainers.” Devon replied with amusement and Harry blinked several times and stared. “Where we going?” asked Harry. patting the boy on the back. “Thanks.” “Umm.what’s in there?” “Portraits of our family. “When?” he choked out and pointedly ignoring the small laugh that his cousin gave at his reaction. “That you did.” murmured Devon dryly. What we’re going to do is go over there and change power of attorney. “Vaults? I have more than one?” “Yes. the Potter’s were one of the wealthiest families.” Devon murmured softly. The reason you never knew was because Albus Dumbledore was your Power of Attorney. “You were seventeen.” “No. and platinum stones as well as metals. Why was he kept from this for so long? He felt stupid for not even considering he had more than one vault. the deed to Godric’s Hollow. these are much better than Dudley’s. a tattoo on your arse. “First we’re going to get some clothes. his mind turning over. sitting next to Devon. Harry. but Harry wasn’t willing to let it drop yet.” “I figured that. You can request a scroll of funds and stocks that our parents have invested in as well as our grandparents. “All right .Ok!” Harry muttered and then he turned and spat out the toothpaste before turning on the taps.” The green-eyed teen stared at him in surprise.” “W. the first place they went was a clothing shop for teens. If Devon hadn’t switched his eye colour. He had fully restored it…” Devon murmured absentmindedly. The inside was an amazing black and blue rich interior with a very expensive sound system.” He held the door open for Harry who nodded. the sunlight blazed down upon them. with a smile. Luckily. as he saw the look on his younger self’s face. “That down there is the bathroom and a study. on the London Strip. . It was bigger than Dudley’s.” Devon’s murmured coolly.I only got a two bedroom room. When Harry and Devon walked out together. “No problem. I’m not a walrus thank you very much. as he walked around the room once with an anxious look on his face. I didn’t think I would need anything too big. After breakfast. “No. Harry’s mouth gaped open when he entered the large spacious room. We’ll stop off at a mall or something. his hand clasped on his younger-self’s shoulder. “Thanks Devon. lets get going. and my clothes are too big on you right now. so the maturity in his face wasn’t complete yet. They stopped in at a little café just down the road.” Harry chuckled. that is true.” the teenager told Devon.” Devon responded. “Where am I going to sleep?” he asked. “Let’s go we’ll eat on the way to the store. “Wow! Where d’you get this?” “Some muggle. people would have been even more surprised. The bed was just like Devon’s with the canopy draping of deep blue. The sheer royal blue drapes covered the window. the young Harry still had some growing to do. It was mind boggling to see the two having the same eating habits.” “I would imagine so. The heat was back upon the earth and it was almost suffocating.stylish.” he said. You would have come into inheritance at seventeen and Dumbledore would have told you then.” said Harry. a private owner. curiously. bathing them in the warmth. A book shelf in the corner and two stuffed armchairs. Devon motioned for Harry to follow. You need something . They walked down the hall and to another door.” The teenager got to get a good look at the living room and the bar and kitchen that connected. opening a room next to his. We have a lot to do today.“Don’t feel stupid Harry. “You can pick anything to your taste Harry -” “I like black and dark colours.” “They fit better than Dudley’s. Harry’s mouth opened slightly at the beautiful black sports car that was sitting innocently in the driveway. “I’ve all ready got your trunk in herebut you’ll need new clothes to go with your new room. and everything inside of it was royal blue. it’s not your fault. ” Mumbled Harry holding onto a couple bags.” Harry nodded. Devon was surreptitiously shrinking everything. “That’s the point of this. wondering what they were going to do. Everything you could imagine and then some. The teenager went all out. as he saw Harry’s eager look to change. I can wear a different pair every day for a year. There’s a Hot Topic about a half a mile away. Harry had eight pairs of jeans. For a moment he stood there. Let me handle this.” His amber eyes had a cold look as they scanned his surroundings. He was also into leather and chains. and by the time they walked out of the store two hours later. and even two pairs of really nice white ones. which didn’t surprise the older Potter. Harry liked the dark look. socks. thank you. “Ah. Devon took over. He went all out and pointed out things he liked. Harry it might be best to tell you now. if you need anything just let me know. and the t-shirts. “No. blue. “I can’t wait. slacks were apart of the group.” Devon smiled as they went through the door. Devon was really a fabulous shopper. “We’ll go home. and shoes of different times where also included in the new pile of the young wizards. you can change and then we’ll head off to Diagon Alley. Obviously.” Devon murmured with a roll of his eyes. and they very nearly bought the store out.” murmured Devon. Harry darling. Walking out. and allowed Devon to lead him over to the teens section. we’ll be sure to ask.” Devon smirked. his hand squeezing gently against Harry’s shoulder. Harry Potter bought. he pointed out some really nice things. that were swollen and stretching with clothes at the seams. I’m not much of a friendly person anymore … do not take it personally. and tanks made their way into Harry’s new wardrobe.” “Not likely. “All right sir. If we need help.I heard Uncle Vernon talk about it once-” he grinned. they’ll fill your needs just fine. from black. “Oh. understanding. . I don’t doubt that.“Yes.” “Hot Topic . The annoying bell alerted the sales associate. The young teen was having a lot of fun with this. boxers. jumpers. Why would it? Hot Topic was Harry’s place. Belts. stylish with a kick. Just as Devon expected. Her fake smile never wavered.” “What about -” he touched his scar. They had so much it was no wonder they couldn’t carry it. damn. “I don’t think I’ll ever need a new pair of boxers. “Welcome boys! Is there anything I can help you with?” The female’s eyes stared Devon up and down while looking over at Harry with mild disdain. staring at everything. “Here. “How -” “You’ll learn that too.” “How do I put these contacts in?” asked Harry. “That’s why I grew it out. and waved his hand over Harry’s forehead. When they got home. he was surprised at how. and tilted his head. and if anyone stares at you. and Harry stared around in surprise.you are the saviour and there is no need to allow yourself to feel inferior. who looked at him.Devon smirked. He was glancing around him with a curious expression on his face. Are you ready?” he asked. as he stared in the mirror. They had masked his eyes to look a dull brown. “We need ‘some’ differences. Harry went into his room. let me. the lightning scar was hidden. “Would you?” asked Harry pointing to his hair.” Glancing in the mirror. On the black shirt. “Yes!” said Harry quietly. nodding. and covered his scar. and it stood up at all ends. holding out a pack. “Yes. and a moment later. and smirked. clearly.” He had a point.” ------Devon silent-apparated them just behind the brick wall outside the Leaky Cauldron when they were both completely ready. had ‘no fear’ on it in white gothic letters.” “Wicked. and a pair of black baggy dreams with a black belt and black combat boots to match.feathered it was. Devon nodded and waved his hand. a moment later its length started to grown and as soon as it hit his shoulders he stopped.” whispered Harry. “I’m not use to all that -” “Do it Harry . “There you go. He was wearing a tight black shirt.” Harry glanced over at Devon who strolled in with an approving look on his face. Harry straightened his shoulders and crossed his arms instead of shoving them sheepishly into his pockets. Where was he to start? When he was finally satisfied with his outfit he smirked. “My hair won’t do what I want it!” Growled Harry.” He told Harry. “Keep your head up. repeating his best friend. . stare back. looking Harry over once. concentrating on the boy’s hair. to Devon who was standing in the door. His hair still wouldn’t lie flat. It was dangerous.” Devon snorted. he would tell this world to shove it and go to hell where it belonged. The goblin outside bowed respectfully. If he wasn’t so worried about his friends. in a strange way. A smile touched his lips when he remembered the half-giant’s emptying of his pockets on the goblins desk. Hermione would freak! “Tell me about it. like the little sheep they are.Harry was surprised to see the cold mask that Devon placed on his face. He would never understand why people were so fucking naïve. he wouldn’t be surprised if Dumbledore’s next move had been to wrap him up in cotton wool and lock him away in a tower … for his safety. of course. and then opened the doors for the two newcomers. He had to help his younger self and stop some of the worst mistakes of wizards before they happened.” Devon replied coolly as they stopped in front of the double doors of Gringotts Wizarding Bank. Not again. and now his younger self. and arrogant. Black slacks that were tight around the lower middle. It was an identical look to Severus Snape.” “From what you told me. Harry stayed close to Devon’s side. “They don’t believe us. glancing around.” Harry mused. they don’t think Voldemort is back. Fortunately. his face remaining expressionless.freaking ridiculous. Honestly. Little Harry was like his son now. He was not going to let all that shit happen again. Devon had also changed his earlier clothes to be wearing all black. The sound of snickering goblins.” “That’s fuc. remembering his first year and when Hagrid brought him. and the bangs that weren't as long but still long hung loosely in his bright amber eyes. “Oh. Don’t worry your pretty little head. allowing themselves to be blinded by the disgusting Ministry of Magic. A look of disgust crossed his features as his lip curled in disdain.” Devon murmured in reply. and muttering wizards and witches could be heard. he sure did miss it. but he’s anything but raving. “I was just wondering how everybody could be so goddamn naïve.” Harry said. he owed it to him and he owed it to his friends of the future that suffered so. he hoped that that would never happen. as well as a black trench coat hanging loosely. Harry stared up at the white building. The young teenager hadn’t been here since his third year. not while he was still alive and kicking. do they?” Harry asked with a sigh. as his eyes gazed up and down the street. alive and awake as it ever was. nearly every inch of the cobble-stoned street was taken. Devon’s eyes snaked through the crowds of wizards and witches coolly. I will admit that Dumbledore is a lunatic. His black hair was sleek and down over his shoulders. and a black tight shirt against his abs. “You look as if you’re about to take someone’s head off. stuttering slightly as he fell over his words. He hadn’t been with the elder Potter long and he was already starting to pick on his bloody language. . “Fuck no! They prefer to believe that you and Dumbledore are raving lunatics. They were walking around as if everything was all right. breaking into Devon’s thoughts quietly.” Devon said as he produced his documents and keys when they glided through the front doors of the expansive bank. Diagon Alley was packed to the brim with witches and wizards. “Don’t worry about your key. It still looked as amazing as ever. “Follow me. his eyes weren’t much sharper. “We never paid attention to Professor Binns. not daring to breath the name in front of wizards and witches. ALL of them. leaving Harry and Devon. his pointy ears wiggling slightly. he couldn’t help but wonder . “Do not keep me waiting. “Weird. “What happened?” asked Harry. .” Devon hissed. the lot of them. along with Hermione Granger’s help. why would a goblin give you respect when you treated them like a piece of shit on the bottom of your shoe? “Very well. Devon wrapped his arm around Harry’s shoulder.why? That was just bloody weird.” whispered Harry. Young Harry thought this was being a little rude to the goblins. come with me and we will speak to the Head Goblin.” Harry noticed Devon’s eyes harden ever so slightly at the name of his best friend and remembered his tattoo. who huffed snottily. He wasn’t sure if he even wanted to know how his friend died … but if they were going to save her. before it was gone again. undoubtedly thinking that his arrogance and stupidity are matched. with their hands in a bucket of gold and jewels. and then glared down at the goblin in front. the goblin was staring at him with a mixture of surprise and a flicker of respect on his face. and pulled him close as Griphook opened a double door allowing them to step forward. however I did pay attention when I was tutoring myself. they were face to face with a set of silver steps going up it. but then when he seen the look of amusement and respect across the goblin’s face. Harry pressed himself into Devon and slipped his arm around the older man’s back instinctively. “Not here.” His snapped coldly. and then he disappeared into a room behind him. he would need to.” Griphook murmured. being scared of a goblin was not the way to gain their respect. just as the goblin came back and nodded. his eyes going to each portrait as they scaled up the steps.Devon rolled his eyes with irritation. Harry glanced around and saw that other witches and wizards were watching him with a turned up nose. He was started to see why Sev was such a bastard to others.” said Griphook. He glanced around the room coldly before he glided up to the front desk and purposely shoved a middle-aged pureblood couple out of the way. curiously and a little nervously. bowing his head slightly. “How did you find out that Goblins thrived on scare tactics?” A flicker of amusement flashed across Devon’s stone cold face. please. Harry glanced back up at Devon with an arched eyebrow. Imbeciles.” Griphook said. His eyes slipped over onto his younger self. “Yes sir. which made them bristle that much more. “Griphook! I demand to get into my vaults.” Devon’s voice was razorblade sharp. and on the walls on each side were portraits of snarling goblins. eyes narrowed as he thrust the documents across the table. He ignored them. He snorted. What was it about his older self that slipped self-esteem inside of him? At first. “Close the door Remtrip.” snarled the Goblin. Harry had been frightened. sharply. At first he looked up and gave Devon a queer look. I believe it is your right as much as anyone to hear this. The walls were a soft shimmery crème. Harry! Come over here. then his eyes shifted to the documents. Mr. I want the power of attorney taken away from one Albus Dumbledore. and I will be your host for the morning. every asset. every property. every item. sapphires.” he said standing and taking a low respectful bow. that belonged to my relatives.” Devon agreed quietly. literally. The whole room was very. “Good. and in the middle was a light oak desk and behind it sat probably the tallest and most sinister goblin. “That answers my question. glancing around. shrugging. and I have soul right and I am the soul heir.” “Thought it would.” Devon held Harry close to his side as they entered a large diamond shaped office. His jewel like eyes glittered as they stared at the occupants in the room. quickly opening them he scanned them over at least a dozen times. Brilliant large diamonds. crystals. and seized them. Devon squeezed Harry once before letting go of the boy and strolling over. to see it. “Goblins are deathly afraid of werewolves. “No. and waited for the goblin to react. His ears were wiggling and his teeth were bared. you do not have to repeat it. “I want a list of all the funds my grandparents owned. Potter.elegant and formal. he felt as if he . every little Knut.” Nodding Harry walked over. unless you know what’s good for you. “Enter Messrs Devon Potter and Harry Potter. I am over the age. I want it all on a list. “I want to see every vault. “Silver obsessed?” he murmured and Devon nodded again. so I can go through them with my cousin properly.“Indeed. Harry watched in curiosity and a little amusement as he stood back and let Devon do his thing. right in front of the goblin. Do I make myself clear or must I repeat it?” He asked. sharp and yellow. The steps seemed to go on for ages and Harry must have counted at least sixty of them before they got to a set of steel silver doors. Indeed the room was immaculate. feeling more confident.” he pressed the papers against the desk between his hands. and rubies were behind glass cases they glittered innocently. My name is RumblSnavack. I demand to see it now.” Two small goblins were standing there and pulled open the door.” Harry’s mouth formed an ‘o’ and he nodded. The goblin grinned and gave a low approving growl. instead of sitting in one of the many occupied chairs Devon kicked them out of the way and pressed his hands against the desk. The goblin’s eyebrows arched upwards. ‘Maybe it took a lot of deaths for Devon to become hard as steel. he was going to make it right. “Also.” “Holy shit!” he gasped.” murmured Harry. “I – we . “Can you transfer funds without anyone knowing?” was his first question.” He said firmly at first and then something else popped up. He wanted to be able to be as hard as Devon. As he listened to the conversation and deals that Devon made with the goblin. who nodded in guidance. Harry was surprised at how quickly he was learning tricks of the trade. . he could shove all this in Malfoy’s face and then some.” the goblin told them. If he was going to make a decision.’ He thought with a pang of sympathy and sorrow. he wanted to know what to say. “The interest that has accumulated over the years has been extensive and it will continue to grow day by day. Devon took it and thumbed through it. I think I would like to open a trust fund -” said Harry. as he thumbed through the papers. but then . the man was a very good negotiator. He looked at Devon.” “I could live off the interest alone. Harry couldn’t believe this.” Harry looked at the deeds and nodded affirmative. you most certainly could. the goblin scratched his chin. Harry. “It’s your decision. “Heh. “The Potter family is tying with the Malfoy family for first place in the billionaire status.own this?” He moved forward as if it weren’t real and would change any moment. Harry pressed his hand against the older Potter’s shoulder. he sat down in an armchair and motioned for Harry to come forward.” Harry chewed on his lip as if contemplating what to do. leaving the fifteen-year-old to make a decision. the deeds and the funds were all written out plainly. Harry. Harry wanted that. taking a seat next to Devon.000 galleons straight to Molly and Arthur Weasley. yes you may. we own it all. leaving Harry’s mouth gaping open. He wanted to be confident and not so shaken or shy. It was bound to happen sometime. don’t let me make it. “I would like to transfer 100. as he read the figures. although people don’t do it very often.weren’t a Gryffindor at times. “Whoa!” whispered Harry. “Yes. picking up on Devon’s language. and Harry could hardly see himself growing like that. “You mean from one wizard to another?” With Harry’s nod. what do you want to do?” asked Devon. “Yes. It was a half an hour later when a large black leather folder appeared on the desk with a large red P in the centre of it.he noticed how calm and collected Devon seemed to be and how he seemed to know exactly what to say. “I want this to be a confidentiality agreement as well.” He grunted. The goblin did this without protest.” Harry blinked at the word weapons. by the way he was tapping his foot.” The teen understood this. we are not going to waste time today by going through everything . They had enough money to go around the planet twice and still be able to live lavishly. this the goblin’s eyebrows shot upwards in surprise. “Very well then. and where would they go to sign up.“I want to transfer 800. “Of course I am!” He snapped. Harry realized the taps as a cryptic code muggles used to use. “Is that all?” Harry stared at Devon. The young teen had learned it in the second grade. Mungo’s. Devon had been quiet all this time. “I wouldn’t trust the Ministry . He turned back to the goblin and thought about it. So . who would be the executioner. Slip it into the Daily Prophet. and when she did it. Harry knew when he tapped his foot he was anxious or happy. and was about to ask when Devon nodded. “Several ways. “Everything .” he said tapping his fingers against his mouth. and talked about the funding and which routes he wanted to take. or even go to the Ministry of Magic Werewolf Office and give them the letter . drawing up papers. when his teacher had a lot of faith in him and knew that he wasn’t treated right at the Dursleys. as he waited for the goblin to respond. give a letter to St. “We’re going to retrieve them.000 galleons to start with on the welfare line. and then blinked slightly at his own rudeness. for any werewolf who doesn’t have the money or capabilities to make wolfsbane…” As he said. jewellery. He cursed Snape’s name silently for doing such a thing.however. “Are you serious?” Harry glared at him. and I want to call it the Werewolf Fund. “What did you say was in our vaults Devon?” asked Harry. ‘tap. He remembered how they would always tap against the desk. however. furniture. and how would the werewolves and families go about it.” His mind went to Remus and remembered how bad of a reception he got when people found out he was a werewolf. and he could tell by the gentle. from his foot. where the witch or wizard subjected to the monthly curse is guaranteed private help and not a bunch of nosy human beings around. Harry.at all. whose expression was blank.deeds. tap’ that Devon approved. He was about to apologize when he felt Devon’s foot step on his. and sighed. “I also want to add a welfare line to the wizards that must transform every month and can’t find work because of the laws and acts. it meant that he had done great and she was rewarding him at lunch.000 galleons straight to it. and this worked in Harry’s favour. his face expressionless except the taps every now and then.” Frowning. Harry bit back the apology. Devon continued. but said nothing. the older man seemed pretty pleased with the decisions. feeling a tad bit of guilt. The goblin started telling him the interest that the galleons would accumulate over time. however. weapons.add 800. “How would I go about getting this werewolf fund out?” he asked. ” Harry blinked and stared at Devon whose arm went around Harry’s shoulders again. He also had six pairs of fighting robes. not counting the all black. allowing Devon and Harry a grand exit.” He explained.” “Like what? Whores. slowly. As Diagon Alley started to disappear. Nodding. however. “True. Harry stood and stretched. “Yes Mister Potter. the darkness and damp set in.the black market. a vest that resisted simple and some lethal curses.” he squeezed Harry gently. from dragon hide boots. cautiously. “Deals .” stated Harry as a matter-of-factly. “Now. simply. and hagglers . darling.is that all right? Then we’ll stop by Madam Malkin’s and get both of us a few sets of robes -” he trailed off. “All in good time. all in good time. Only been a day and the boy was all ready picking up his older self’s language. “We sure about this?” asked Harry. leaving the teen to sigh and nod.” he said. The teen couldn’t say he hated it. leaving a cascade of placid surroundings. while giving the goblin the finishing orders. “Like what?” asked Harry.in the vaults. “I bet we’ll see. you’ve been there before. look mildly awed when Devon sneakily shrunk the boxes of clothes and placed them in the folds of his trench coat. another goblin was ready to take them to the family vault. who snaked his own around Devon’s waist again. Smirking the older man nodded. in response to Harry’s gaping look. from socks to shoes. There are some rare ingredients and a few items that I need to pick up. fifteen pairs of every day robes. albeit the Unforgivables. “Very sure. We still have so much to do. in a less hostile tone. he absolutely loved it and did not complain as they walked out. “You’ll see. bowing once more before the doors automatically opened. as they got to the bottom of the steps. but this time. there is more than Dark Arts down this alley Harry. A smarmy grin slipped onto Devon’s face. “We also need to stop by Knockturn. belts. Five pairs of dress robes with everything to match.what else is down here?” He asked incredulously.” “Not by will. you will be. so all we’ll do today is go and get the weapons . Devon stood and adjusted his trench coat. let’s go get what we need in Knockturn. beggars. . Harry wound up coming out of Madam Malkin’s with over 2000 galleons worth of clothing. after saying that as if there were more places they were going to go. “Don’t worry. and pants. He did. good day Messrs!” he said respectfully.” His arm moved around Harry’s shoulder.” he muttered sarcastically. Do you realize how many valuable things you can buy on the black market?” asked Devon as they turned left and walked down a slope. People passed them closely. “They are drunks Harry. . the lighter it started to get. who was left blinking in astonishment.“Yes. “You just realized this?” They made a winding turn left. “That’s where I went too. “I must warn you. I realize how many valuable things. and there were shops all over.rare items.” He smirked at Harry’s indignant snort. wearing black. Smirking at the realization that Harry seemed to have forgotten who he was. Devon made sure not to allow any of them to touch. lady. she went flying backwards into the brick wall. “They will mug you most likely. and I’ll blow you to the other side of this alley. with a tray full of black skulls and shots of dark liquid that had smoke seeping out of it.” He stated coldly before sweeping past the woman. only for Devon to wave his hand. No one seemed to notice. “People are fucking sick!” Harry hissed. Devon rolled his eyes.” The names up top were odd and in a Latin or Greek language. for they were in their own world. “Oily son a bitch. The street was stone grey. The damp dilapidated surroundings were slowly changing to a normal street that had normal witches and wizards. Devon simply nodded. She made to open her mouth but Devon raised his hand. however. Harry worried his lip as he moved his hands from his pocket. passing Borgin and Burkes. The alley was as Harry remembered it. I do not care if they seem normal. “So much as speak. not even attempting to smother his language.” He warned the youth. seeing as Fluffy and other creatures like that were bought off the black market!” Harry retorted.this is where Fred and George get all their . “You’ll see what I mean -” They past a cast iron gate that had an old woman standing outside of it. wouldn’t you agree?” “Yes.he was useful. don’t even think about it.” Harry whispered as he glanced rather disgustedly at the old and dirty shop where he had been unfortunate to land.” He warned sternly and Harry nodded. whores walked the streets in barely dressed clothing. You never mingled long enough to find it . Harry gaped in shock. “I have never seen ‘this’ part of Knockturn. most definitely. don’t let them touch you.” he said. as the two glided slickly down the alley. “I remember Fluffy . do not let anyone touch you.” “Wow.” “Of course you haven’t. gliding up and down it. passing more hagglers who were trying to sell elf heads and daggers with a real live dead animal on the end of the handle. a female walked up to Devon and Harry. Beggars came by shaking a tin asking pathetically for a Knut.” The further in they got. The kiss was soft. so did Harry out of instincts. along with beads hanging over nearly every inch of the shop. Her eyes were a gorgeous blue and her body was the shape of an hour glass. leaving a smirking Devon standing behind her. though. merely smirked and inclined his head to the side. but didn’t push her away. as he heard this. she giggled again. Devon took off his gloves. who gulped softly. as he glided toward the female who seemed to come out of her trance and Harry gasped. when can I convince you that you and I were made to hump like bunnies?” She asked. When she pulled away. The hairs on my neck are standing up. eh?” she asked. and as Calypso deepened the kiss.” Devon’s strong voice called. “Oh Dev. She had a jewel on her head. but quite plainly nothing more than a friendly greeting.” They stopped in front of a shop. He watched as Devon tensed upon contact. there were bean bags and fancy old fashioned chairs. She leaned in and pressed a kiss against his lips. as he kissed back. He could only stare when ‘Calypso’s’ mouth pressed against the older wizards. and then glanced over at Harry. “H . She was extremely pale. “Not bad for a first kiss. On the contrary. ‘she’s kissing me!’ he thought in horror.not even blinking. Harry gulped. I know what that means. Harry gulped. “Oh poo on you!” she swatted him playfully. before yanking the door open and stepping into a sandalwood scented shop.” “Good. “Calypso Collectables. “I doubt he is!” she said.” murmured Harry his nose twitching. as she ran at his cousin. pouting.” In wavy bright pink letters. “Calypso. It was the most colourful shop on the strip.how did you know -” . her leg coming up and rubbing against his groin. ‘I’m gay?’ was all he could think of. while a beautiful black haired woman sat in the corner perched on a stool. ever so slightly. Indeed it did.” he warned again. that did not have Greek or Latin writing on it. as he felt himself react to Calypso’s touch. straight into his arms. and was sitting staring straight ahead. “This is the only shop. then blinked again. “Looks like Professor Trelawney’s classroom.“Don’t have to tell me twice. “When you can convince me that I’m not gay. Harry’s eyes were wide like snitches. you’ll be able to trust down here.” Harry blinked. Harry felt a flush rise in his cheeks. Calypso and Harry were the same exact height. I’m not!’ he thought to himself. Demon. in a soft purr as she cupped Harry’s pale cheek and grazed it tenderly. he smirked when they parted and the woman giggled. ‘I’m gay? No. with a deck of cards. “Where the hell did that come from?” “Within you.” “These run a lot like tarots. out of nowhere and then blinked. “I’m gay?” Devon snorted. “Go ahead Calypso darling. to see an 8 in bold letters. as she slipped her fingers over the first card and pulled it up. “No dear. “Oh -” said the seeker befuddled. who was beat red with embarrassment. the room was fit for a queen. “Now.a little. he’s simply adorable and delicious!” she giggled. flipped over the card and winced.” “Oh -” he looked at Devon who smiled. “Oh Devon. now Calypso please try not to corrupt my cousin. still flushed then he asked. “These . She was sitting behind a round table. curiously.“She can tell people’s feelings by kissing them.” she winked.” Devon said simply.” she expressed. “Oh. “Oh dear.” he then announced. “I’ll take your word for it. babes! Lemme show you what I got. she can determine certain feelings that way. Devon rolled his eyes. all pink and purple decked out. except I’m giving you the future of your feelings. are you?” Glaring at his older self he murmured.” .” When they entered. “Till about the tenth -” “No surprise there. “You a seer?” asked Harry. “You are feeling particularly calm and you will continue to stay calm for -” she flipped another. She giggled. and headed through the threshold of brilliant cascading beads. Harry shrugged.” Devon answered for her. drawl the cards lets see -” Harry waited patiently with his hands in his lap. I’m an Empath. Harry followed.” murmured Harry.” she told Harry softly. She smiled warmly and then. “It’s not as confusing and it’s not easy to fake. It was a picture of a blue sky with clouds. thinking about the trial. with her arms going around Harry and pressed him against her chest. and crossed his arms with amusement. “One has the feelings the other has the dates.” she corrected. “C’mon. he watched as the beautiful female shuffled the cards and then cut the deck four times before placing two sets straight in the middle.” She scowled and let go of Harry. not tarot. “I don’t know. “No – maybe .are feeling cards. I like both. you’re no fun!” she waved her hand and turned and glided toward the back. and this time it was a picture of an explosive dynamite.” “What are you going to do?” asked Harry softly.” “But with these feelings we’ll be able to decipher what we can expect -” Devon explained.” Harry’s jaws clenched. softly.” Harry commented. including centaurs.I hope you can change this. “Are you serious?” Devon nodded. albeit a little more sombre than they had been when they entered. and sickness. “I . and her face had pain.” she flipped it. She’s influenced Fudge. “What’s that?” “You will be excited and anxious about something -” she said. this has to do with Umbridge and her overzealous ways. “For approximately five days. “Oh dear . “I only know your feelings. “Stop then!” he said.but that isn’t going to happen. and werewolves ought to be executed. Harry blinked and stared at Devon who bowed his head.” she said. “And it’s going to last about a week -” Harry stared at the cards.” “Who’s Umbridge?” asked Harry. “Going to get rid of two problems.” Four more flips and Calypso frowned.anger. and flipped a number over. “She attempts to subdue you this year too . Another card was flipped.” admitted Calypso. as she sniffed. touching her hand making her squeal and tears started to leak out of her eyes. I don’t know why. she feels your pain and anger . “When she does this. “I hate this -” she clutched her chest.ahead of time -” He told Harry. Devon shook his head. Sneering. very angry soon. “Don’t insult me. Harry and Devon walked out of the shop. looping his arm around Devon. it was a picture of a sun but the yellow star was on fire. “She really felt all that?” asked Harry.” Devon said quietly. and has convinced him that half-breeds.” “What are you talking about?” “She’s the main cause of the problems in the Wizarding world. “A woman who isn’t going to live long enough to cause any trouble. “Oh -” she breathed.” Calypso glared at him for a moment before her eyes went back to the card. confusion. Harry. “Yes.” She shook her head. half-giants. “Why am I going to get angry?” “I do not know. . “You are going to get very. who could only bit his lower lip.“You sound like Professor Trelawney. she’s a darling. the . Tell me Harry. I’m afraid to say that it IS mpreg.” He called to the teen. Notes: A special thanks to Terri again for editing.Umbridge will be at the school. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. you’ll see what I mean. They are more dangerous than the Malfoys and Lestrange’s combined.I’d rather have Sirius -” Devon nodded.you don’t mean.Fallen from a time where all was lost. “Y . He becomes Devon Evander Potter. then know that it’s right at the very end. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t.murder?” he breathed. “Yeah .help Voldemort while they are trying to help themselves. “Good.I won’t even interfere like I had planned at the Ministry Trial. if you keep them alive. as we’ve already written that bit and are too lazy to change it into a different kind of miracle. But I warn you. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny.” Staring down at his hands. In doing so. slipping his gloves on as he left Harry standing in the middle of the grey stone street.taking out what’s necessary to keep everyone alive. who gulped. a twenty-eight year old wizard.” Devon had started walking again then. “B . If it helps. they will destroy everyone and everything . Harry nodded.we can not. would you rather take out Fudge and Umbridge for Sirius?” Devon turned and stared at Harry. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. Harry! I wouldn’t be doing this if I didn’t think there was a damn good reason.but can’t we do both?” Devon shook his head. “I mean . I’ll let you deal with her and Fudge on your own . Ministry trial I shall not interfere unless you ask me too. Trust me. “Take them out... So there. “No . “First. I will leave it to you. #Crosses arms and pouts at the..” Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason Summary: AU: Slash. Oh. you also have to stop bashing Dumbledore too #nods sagely and sniffles# I love the old coot and I know he's bad in the other fic i'm doing but he isn't bad in thisssss.“Two? What do you mean two?” “Fudge and Umbridge-” Harry’s eyes got large. “Come on Harry! We need ingredients. who gulped and ran to catch up. and you can figure out whether you want Fudge and Umbridge dead or alive. lack of loyalty!# .” said Harry making up his mind.. I want you to see for yourself. he made Harry read from several books to get an understanding.” “Fine. they started to get somewhere. shifting slightly to get more comfortable. I had to find out by Sev ramming into my mind. Hopefully. He couldn’t ever remember being as slow as his younger self appeared to be. and after five straight days of working on it. Merlin. to try and change what had happened. There was one rather large difference. He was like… a kinder Snape. Think yourself lucky. I didn’t hear the end of that for weeks. crossing his arms over his chest. Still. Fine. including this. it had only taken him two days to get a somewhat passable defence … enough to keep Dumbledore and Snape out. They would seriously need to get that up before the start of term if they wanted to keep their secret from Dumbledore. pushing himself away from the doorframe that he was leaning upon as Harry opened his eyes and stared at him with exasperation. all day and all night. he would be ready for the Ministry trial. but by god it’s a wonder that he ever managed to get through his OWLS. because I remember what bits I neglected on when I was your age. sitting down on the armchair in front of the fireplace. A tinge of pink crawled up his neck though. He had discovered that his elder was not much of a teacher. correction. I’m merely pointing out the bits that we both know you will … forget about … if you were not prompted. in as much as he didn’t snap and bite at everything he did wrong … but he was worse than Snape in the ways that he was ruthless and relentless. But that was the whole point of his being here now.” Harry muttered irritably. smashing down the weakened walls at the back and then easily tearing down the rest from inside. let alone anything else. anyway.” He stated dryly and then walked further into the room. Right now.Chapter Three Devon watched expressionlessly. knowing that he had . It was reassuring in a way. Well.” he said coolly after a minute. “That has to be one of the dumbest things you have ever said. but Devon focused solely on Occlumency. fool. he was an excellent teacher but he wasn’t very patient. at three in the morning. “I know. and he would continue to do so until Harry could shield his mind from foreign probes. seriously beginning to understand why his lessons with Sev had gone the way they had. Harry now knew how important it was to learn what he was being taught. This was frustrating to a whole new level. He knew that he had to put everything he had into it and he had been doing … unlike when it was Devon’s time and he had made a royal arse out of himself with his temper and refusal to cooperate without information. though. he had his younger-self work slowly and carefully on the tedious work of securing the foundations of the weak walls that he had managed to erect. He knew that when he finally got this far in his lessons. Harry was like an open book in both his expressions and his lack of defences around his mind. He gave his explanations as simply as he could. having to admit that his older self did know more about this than he did… and more about his own bloody mind than he did. “You are neglecting the back. They had so many things to work on. “How the bloody hell do you know?” he snapped and Devon arched an eyebrow. and then finally. He could see that Harry’s movements were slightly surer now. we can relax a little in this department and work on other areas of training as well. stretching. nobody but himself … after all.” Devon said again calmly and Harry nodded his understanding. sitting up abruptly and glaring at his older self. “Tonight. “Oye!” he yelped. as well as helping him ‘fix’ whatever it was. As soon as you’re able to keep Dumbledore and Snape out. Nobody else would have been able to help. Suddenly. but he carried on calmly. He was hardly going to break through his own mind. but you need to work faster.” “No. but before he could.” . After a minute of calming down. “I was looking forward to collapsing into bed. There are only four people particularly strong at Legillimens. you hate to love me. some half done. there was nothing wrong with moving it along a little. there are a few others who practice it … but they are nothing to worry about. Now that Harry knew how to build and hold his defences. and pointed it out to him. he felt a wave of magic wash over him. inviting people in. Harry yawned as he ‘woke’ from his trance as well and then fell back and closed his eyes.” “Ugh! You are infuriating!” “So are you.” “Tough shit.” Devon replied indifferently. Devon slipped into the very outer part of his younger self’s mind and then just sat back and watched as Harry threw himself at the back wall and started to pull it up. he went back ‘into’ his mind. metaphorically speaking of course. He felt the surprise from his younger self when Harry realised what he was doing. the weariness was soothed from his limbs and his mind sharpened considerably. and visualised the building of the defences. Slowly. I’ll get us some breakfast and then we’ll carry on. Harry. His cousin hadn’t been so lucky.” “I hate you. sighing with contentment at the thought of going to sleep.” “I love to hate you. He was about to consider dragging himself up and over to his bed. more confidence and strength lining each one.somebody here who knew his every weakness before he did. They worked together like that until the sun started to rise. the construction started up again. If you sleep now then you’ll mess up your sleeping habits and will come unstuck when school starts. He could see walls as if they were made of brick. I will let you sleep. Devon pulled out and stood up.” “You love me. even as Harry moved over to work on another part … leaving the back to him. Come on. the person who helped build ones mental walls would have a slight advantage over “slipping” into the mind. “You’re doing fine. brushing his hand over his face. dome nearly finished and … as Devon pointed out … the back was completely open like a doorway. but this time Devon moved forward to help. “…” --------“What have you found?” Albus Dumbledore asked as he stood before the Order of Phoenix, in the kitchen of the current headquarters. Sat around the table were his closest friends and allies, the Weasleys, Remus, Sirius, Snape, McGonagall and quite a few others that he trusted explicitly. Everybody looked sombre and all of the usual chatter and greetings were over before they really began. Severus Snape and Remus Lupin stood up. “Devon Evander Potter was born to Samuel and Katherine Potter. Katherine was formally known as Katherine Mitchell, she was a muggle. After James was killed, Katherine changed her name back to Mitchell and moved to the United States with Devon Potter. There, Devon was taught everything he needed to know about magic and wizardly privately, and attended muggle schools and colleges. He worked for a secret government agency for the last five years.” Remus started off, reading from the parchment of notes that he had obviously written down. He paused then and looked to Snape. “According to the Americans who knew him … and knew about magic … he is well versed in duelling, curses, charms and all the subjects that we teach at Hogwarts. He is said to hold some considerable power. He was working for his government on something in Britain’s muggle world when he heard about Harry living with the Dursleys. Two days later, he quit his job, packed up and moved to England. I haven’t been able to find out where though.” “How could he just … pop up like this, after all these years?” Molly Weasley asked with a little distress. “How could none of us know he even existed?” “He is twenty-eight years old… his mother died when he was eighteen. I think it’s safe to assume that his mother didn’t know that Harry was still alive. The only contact she would have with the Wizarding world are those that would teach her son. Other than that, there’s nothing else that we were able to find out.” Remus answered again, folding up the piece of parchment carefully before putting it back in his pocket. “What does Voldemort know? Is there a possibility that this Devon works for him?” Dumbledore asked after a minute, when both Snape and Remus had seated themselves down again. Everyone turned to look at Snape then, waiting for him to say something. The Potions Master remained silent for a minute before he shook his head. “No, it is my belief that the Dark Lord hasn’t even heard of this new Potter. He’s been ranting and raving about killing the boy since the end of last year and his tone has not changed.” “The Ministry?” Dumbledore asked and this time looked towards Kingsley Shacklebolt. “His name is in the file.” Kingsley said with a shrug. “He’s there, right next to James. I asked some people about it, but as far as I’m aware, everyone who I’ve spoken to in the records department seems to have known it was there. Some even said that they had always wondered why Potter went to live with the muggles. Didn’t think to speak up, of course.” “So basically some man pops up out of the blue and takes Harry … and we’re going to let him? Don’t any of you find this in the least bit suspicious? Convenient even! We can’t just leave him there with some stranger!” Sirius snarled as he jumped to his feet, hands clenched into fists at his side. “We don’t have any choice. The adoption papers went through quicker than ever before. Fudge approved them personally, positive that it would piss Potter and Albus here off. He was still gloating about that when I asked him.” “What if he doesn’t turn up for the trial? What if he’s kept away from Hogwarts?” Sirius snapped again and Kingsley answered again. “I’ve already got a team of aurors waiting. If he doesn’t show up for the trial, then we’re going to search for them and bring Harry back to the Ministry.” “They will show.” Dumbledore said wearily, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I don’t know much about this Devon, but he seems to know a lot about me. If he said he would come, then I believe he will, because I believe that he knows that I would stop at nothing to get Harry back here if he didn’t.” “So what do we do?” “We wait.” “We can’t just sit here and so nothing, Albus.” Mrs. Weasley screeched this time. “That poor boy could be going through hell now! He could be starving! We all know those horrible muggles fed him as little as they possibly could! We can’t just leave him there! We don’t know what this Devon might be doing to him.” Nobody bothered to interrupt her. They all knew that it was damn near impossible when the woman worked herself up into these moods. Albus took off his glasses and then pinched the bridge of his nose while he waited for her to calm down. Eventually, it took Arthur and Remus to get her to settle. Finally, silence fell around the kitchen once more, the only sounds coming from Molly Weasleys heavy breathing and Sirius’ teeth grating together. “All we can do is wait. There is just two days now until the trial. Then we will see where we stand.” “But -” “We wait.” --------“No, you’ve got the footing all wrong, Harry. You’re leaning too much on one side while leaving the other completely open to an attack.” Devon pointed out coolly, watching with a closed off expression as Harry sighed heavily and corrected his stance. “I don’t even know why we’re bothering with this. It’s not like any of the deatheaters are going to know how to use these things.” He muttered irritably and Devon arched an eyebrow, crossing his arms over his chest. “No? I suppose I had to have a crash course in it because it took my fancy then? I can name three, no five people in this word who know how to use a sword, and use it well. Two of them are on the Dark Side, so what's to say that they don’t teach their bunch of follower’s new tricks? You need to buck up Harry, and you need to use every advantage that you can find.” He replied with the same indifferent tone as he usually used, a smirk twisting at his lips when Harry glared at him. “Fine, so I have to learn … but do you have to get so much enjoyment out of knocking me on my arse?” “Of course, it’s not every day that one excels at the feat of knocking themselves out while watching now, is it?” Devon replied with a hint of amusement and then he straightened his own stance again and shifted to adjust his grip on the sword. Without waiting for Harry to reply, he shot forward and attacked fiercely, with much more force than he usually did, his leg moved out behind Harry’s and then he pulled, effectively tripping his younger-self over. Harry hissed at him and then jumped to his feet angrily, his chest heaving as he tried to calm himself down. Devon waited for a minute and then motioned for him to come forward, shifting into defence as he allowed Harry to attack with everything he had until his anger was just about as spent as his energy. It didn’t take long before they were both sat down in front of the fire with a drink in their hands; Devon’s being the bitter Firewhiskey and Harry’s being simple butterbeer. They were silent then, simply staring into the flames and lost in their own thoughts until Harry turned and eyed the elder wizard carefully. “Will you tell me?” he asked hesitantly after a minute and Devon glanced down at him neutrally, letting the burning Firewhiskey slide down his throat. “Tell you what?” he asked indifferently, shrugging. Harry rolled his eyes and brushed his hand through his still-long hair. “About my friends – our friends.” “What is there to tell? They died.” Devon replied curtly and coldly, but Harry didn’t back down and simply stared at him. He was used to his older self’s bitterness and coldness now, after only three days, and it was nice to know that it wasn’t directed at him. He would never ever want that directed at him. “Please. Tell me, who died first? Tell me about the vision Voldemort will send me.” he asked again and Devon sighed, regarding him carefully for a minute. Eventually, he nodded and stood up to get himself another drink. “Sirius dies first. At the end of our fifth year. During the Christmas holidays, you have a vision from the eyes of a snake and you see this snake creep up on Arthur Weasley. The snake bites him but you go to Dumbledore and tell him, thus saving his life.” He explained distantly and then shrugged again. “At the end of the year, you get another vision of Sirius being tortured in the Department of Ministries.” “What happens then?” Harry asked quietly, worrying his lip as he tried desperately not to imagine what it would be like to lose his godfather. “You tell Hermione and Ron, Dumbledore isn’t there so you can’t tell him. You find a fireplace and then use it to contact Sirius, but the house-elf of the place where Siri is staying answers and says he went to the ministry to save you. You then go to the Ministry to try and save Sirius, only to be ambushed by deatheaters. Sirius wasn’t really there, but he comes to save you when he heard the lies of the house-elf with some friends. He gets pushed through the veil of death. You duel with Voldemort, Voldemort tries to possess you and manages it a little … and then you make your merry way home.” Harry stared at him. His mouth dropped in disbelief at what Devon was telling him, and in such a detached and cold tone! There were no tears there, no hint of pain … but then again, he knew that his older self was an excellent at keeping a grip on his emotions. Still, this was hard for him to accept. “You don’t have to accept it.” Devon said neutrally, swirling his drink around in his cup, watching it. “You don’t have to accept it because it will not happen. Not this time. I promise you that. Keep training as you are now, Harry, and it won’t even come to that.” “And Hermione? Ron? All the others?” Harry asked in a smaller voice, averting his eyes so that Devon wouldn’t see the tears. “We will do our best to save them Harry, we will try damned hard. I won’t tell you anymore though, not tonight anyway, you need to go to bed. We have to go to the Ministry tomorrow after all.” His older self said again after a minute, pushing himself back up to his feet. He held out his hand for Harry to grab and Harry sighed before doing as he was told, allowing himself to be pulled up. “I’m really not that tired.” “Tough shit, its midnight already, you’ll be up at the crack of dawn tomorrow to strengthen your mind in case it slackens over night again.” “Hey! That wasn’t my fault!” Harry said indignantly and Devon smirked but didn’t say anything, merely leading the younger boy to the bedroom. It was … odd to tuck himself in, but he could see that Harry liked it, and he didn’t mind it so much himself. To think, he could have been doing this with his own kids now… “Goodnight.” Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason Summary: AU: Slash.Fallen from a time where all was lost, one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. He becomes Devon Evander Potter, a twenty-eight year old wizard, who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. In doing so, he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends, and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. Notes: I meant to mention the pairings in the last chapter but I forgot. It will be youngerHarry with Sev, as usual … but Devon will not be left alone. Thanks again for your reviews and I hope you like the chapter. Chapter Four “Get your lazy arse out of bed.” Harry groaned and rolled over; shoving the pillow down over his head as he tried to escape from the wake-up call and the seriously unnecessary prods and pokes. Devon watched him with an arched eyebrow and then he smirked before walking down to the end where his younger-self’s feet were currently sticking out of the covers. Perhaps one more warning… “Harry, wake up.” He whispered lightly, knowing that it would go unheard. His smirk widened when he didn’t even receive a grunt in response and then he curled his fingers around Harry’s ankles and tugged sharply. Harry yelped as he disappeared under the covers and then landed on the floor with a thump. He glared up at the elder wizard from where he suddenly found himself sprawled and barely noticed that Devon was actually laughing for what must have been the first time since he ‘met’ him. “What the fuck was that in aid of?” he snapped irritably, pushing himself to his feet, still glaring. “I warned you several times.” “Bullshit! You called me once!” “Twice.” “Ugh, you are a bastard.” Harry said eventually, frustrated and exasperated as he pushed his way past the older wizard and towards the bathroom. “Hey! Be grateful you little shit! I let you sleep in until half past seven, and we have to go as soon as you are ready.” Devon called back and then rolled his eyes before moving back into the living room. He himself was fully dressed and ready, looking as immaculate as always now but with a slight ‘touch me and die’ appearance. He hadn’t just learned how to use curses with Severus after all, that man taught him more than he should have really. He smirked at the thought but then frowned when he realised that that was all over. There would be no going back to that for the ‘older’ him now. He shook himself away from them thoughts immediately, sneering at his own bout of self pity and then moved into the kitchen to grab a piece of toast for Harry. By the time the younger boy was ready, dressed in his best robes with his hair done just right, he handed the toast to him and then prodded him out of the door. “I don’t know why you’re rushing.” Harry muttered irritably. “The damn hearing isn’t until 9.” “No, it’s at eight. Fudge changes it without telling you, hoping to make you look bad. He’s trying you in the old dungeons as well, where they usually do the deatheater trials, and he’s doing it in front of the whole Wizengamot.” Devon replied absentmindedly, wrapping his arms around Harry’s shoulders. Harry stared at him, trying to get his still sleep-fogged brain around what had just been said. He opened and closed his mouth several times before he eventually gave in and shook his head in disbelief. Fudge would actually sink that low? “Now Harry. They walked down the damp and cold corridor. the top of the goblins hat and each of the house-elf’s ears. don’t get mad no matter what. Devon led him over to a large pair of golden gates but before they could reach the man that was sat under a sign that read “Security. he could still find his way to this very same room. dark wood floor. There was no doubt in his mind that it was Fudge behind the whole ‘destroy Harry potter’s reputation’ thing that Devon had told him about. “What did you do that for?” “I couldn’t be bothered with the whole mess of handing wands over. Devon led him forward without a word. Promise me. The walls on either side were panelled with shiny dark wood and had many gilded fireplaces set into them. winding their way around Ministry workers who were stood in crowds everywhere. Tallest of them all was a noble-looking wizard with his wand pointing straight up into the air. The blue ceiling was inlaid with gleaming golden symbols that kept moving and changing like some large notice board. a centaur. A small smudged sign beside it read: ALL PROCEEDS FROM THE FOUNTAIN OF MAGICAL BRETHREN WILL BE GIVEN TO ST MUNGO’S HOSPITAL FOR MAGICAL MALADIES AND INJURIES. it was time to get going. stood in the middle of a circular pool. I need to get myself another one really. the point of the centaurs arrow. A group of golden statues. Five minutes. Every few seconds a witch or wizard would emerge from one of the left-hand fireplaces with a gentle sound. looking at the numbers on the walls. As they passed the fountain. Identical even. Halfway down the hall was a fountain. He promised there and then that if everything went as smoothly as Devon seemed to think it was. Eventually. Said hall had a highly polished.” “Promise. I want you to keep your temper.But then again. Before he could ask about this though. a goblin and a house-elf. he was throw in a sack full of galleons just out of relief.” His older-self pulled him into the shadows and then apparated them out of there and onto a long deserted corridor. he already had.” Devon replied and then sighed. us both having the same wands after all. Harry saw silver Sickles and bronze Knuts glinting up at him from the bottom of the pool. so that the tinkling hiss of falling water was added to the pops and cracks of Apparators and the clatter of footsteps. The last three were all looking up adoringly at the witch and wizard. he found number ten and was surprised when he didn’t see the entire Order of the Phoenix stood outside. They rounded the corner just in time to see Dumbledore enter though. the older wizard apparated them silently out of their house and directly into a long splendid hall.” . larger than life-size. Grouped around him were a beautiful witch. glancing down at his watch. It would be too suspicious. After all these years. Glittering jets of water were flying from the ends of their wands. the place where he had watched the Lestranges sentenced to life imprisonment in Azkaban. “Into offences committed under the Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery and the International Statute of Secrecy by Harry James Potter. Manchester.” The elder Harry answered for him. which opened on its own accord. In one. do not take us for fools. two fluffy armchairs at that. “Interrogators: Cornelius Oswald Fudge. siding with Fudge? Devon sent him a look that plainly said that he would explain later. dimly lit by torches. With a flick of his wand. we passed it while we were waiting outside. and no muttered words. As he had been expecting ever since his older self warned him. “Very well. Cornelius Fudge. then look at me and I’ll step forward. “Well. carefully leading Harry further forward. No thanks to you of course. curtly. Percy Ignatius Weasley-” “Witness for the defence. Ron’s older brother. Yes. You had it sent two minutes ago. The charges. It was one that Harry recognised and he snapped his gaze over to him in shock. they turned to look at him as an ominous silence fell.” . Delores Jane Umbridge. What was he doing. resident at number twelve. So. Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. not everyone knew his full name.” Fudge said somewhat nervously. Harry’s chair changed into one that was slightly more comfortable and the chains vanished completely. Highfield Terrace. I promise. taking out his wand when they came to the chair in the centre of the room. Percy Weasley. swallowing hard. The walls were made of dark stone. Are you ready?” “Yes. “The accused being present. and Devon sneered.” “Yes.” Fudge said again in a ringing voice. It was perhaps the same one that he had seen through the headmaster’s pensieve. “not late.“If you want my help. Devon Evander Potter and Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. Minister for Magic.” That voice said again.” He said coldly. but ahead. Cornelius. regaining confidence. in the highest benches of all. and then he took up the spare chair that was on the other side. the arms of which were covered in chains. and Percy began to take notes. Devon nodded for Harry to sit down. then. nodding his thanks to Dumbledore. Obviously. “You’re-” a cold voice started from across the courtroom but then faltered.” Devon said again and Harry nodded. were many shadowy figures. They had been talking in low voices. Court Scribe. Empty benches rose on either side of him. Senior Undersecretary to the Minister. not even glancing at the old headmaster who looked at him in surprise. A hand settled on his shoulder comfortingly and gently prodded him towards the door. the room they were in now was horribly familiar.” an eager voice called from the other end of the front row. “Disciplinary hearing of the twelfth of August. sat Albus Dumbledore. “An owl was sent to you this morning.” Fudge said again. “Yes. sir. shuffling through his notes. Amelia Susan Bones.” Devon interrupted smoothly. another two had been conjured on either side. You’ll be fine. let us begin. Next to that chair. but as the door swung shut behind them. “Yes. “First of all. “Yes.” Harry replied again. then I will sue you for slander down to the last knut. but-” “Fully aware that you were in close proximity to a Muggle at the time?” “Yes. sharply. of number twelve Highfield Terrace. until such time as he wanted or needed help. having received a previous written warning from the Minister of Magic on a similar charge. “You are Harry James Potter. “This mockery of a trial will end now.” Devon said smoothly as he moved to stand behind Harry’s chair.” He said coldly. if Harry remembered correctly. He could now see exactly why Devon had made him give that promise outside and he closed his eyes. and when Harry nodded once. Devon sat back in his chair and made a motion with his hand. ignoring the spluttering. he stood up. if you do not stop the newspapers from printing what you ordered them to about my cousin. telling Harry that he was on his own for now. Manchester?” “Yes. his temper rising. Amelia Bones.” Harry said angrily. but-” “And yet you conjured a Patronus on the night of the second of August?” said Fudge.He finally found the paper he was searching for and pulled it out. knowing that he was seriously about to flip here. produce a Patronus Charm in a muggle-inhibited area. did you not?” “Yes. Minister of Magic. but-” “Knowing that you were in an area full of Muggles?” “Yes. trying to control his temper. “but-” “Knowing that you are not permitted to use magic outside school while you are under the age of seventeen?” “Yes. Devon looked at him with an arched eyebrow. Cornelius Fudge. 1875. and also under Section 13 of the International Confederation of Warlocks’ Statute of Secrecy.” Harry replied. . “That he did knowingly. “You received an official warning from the Ministry for using illegal magic three years ago. “But I only used it because we were-” The witch with the monocle cut across him in a booming voice. deliberately and in full awareness of the illegality of his actions. which constitutes an offence under Paragraph C of the Decree for the Reasonable Restrictions of Underage Sorcery. in the presence of a Muggle. on the second of August at twenty-three minutes past nine. “You produced a fully-fledged Patronus?” Harry sighed with exasperation and turned to look at Devon. you the Minister. literally two minutes before we arrive here. A real court of law. We could use pensieve. One must assume that being attacked by Dementors in a dark alley in your muggle home town is an exceptional circumstance. and there are no dementors outside of the Ministry control. Cornelius Fudge. then I assure you that it will be used against the Ministry in the court of law. first of all there are the orders that you.” “Oh I see-” “Do not dare to call me a liar. That I know for certain is forbidden. that my cousin Harry Potter used his magic under Clause Seven of the Decree. personally. You deny that Voldemort is back. “Those in favour of clearing the witness of all charges?” Madame Bones said in a booming voice after a minute. Ministry controlled creatures. to send an owl with the changes. did you hope they would kiss him goodnight?” “Now see here-!” “No. to further your attempt to not only ruin his reputation.” “How dare-” “Would you like to finish that sentence. Let me list the crimes you yourself have committed shall I? Lets see. in an attempt to sabotage his reputation. why. you try a fifteen year old boy in front of the whole Wizengamot and in the old dungeons. not this embarrassment to the entire legal system. Why you yourself Cornelius have demonstrated your irrational hatred towards my cousin. Fudge? I assure you. dementors. noticing some of the people in the benches shifting uncomfortably. you do not want to make an enemy of me. “Thirdly. an underage boy as you have said. attempted murder. “Lastly … oh and believe me when I say this is the best one … give me one good reason why I should not sue this Ministry until it falls apart? Dementors are. somebody in your Ministry ordered an attack on my fifteen year old cousin! Conspiracy. if I search deeply enough. not waiting for them to answer.” Devon paused then and glanced around disdainfully. gave to the Daily Prophet. Luckily. “So then I think perhaps I might just go ahead and sue you anyway. giving them permission to make a joke out of my cousin.” Devon snapped coolly and then turned pointedly to the Wizengamot. “As I have said. knowing that Dumbledore was watching him closely. Harry glanced up then. sent a note with a different time and a different room to us by owl post. it would not be hard to get evidence. there is evidence which points to the Dementors being in Little Whinging that evening. yes?” he asked and then smirked. Then. you wait until the very last minute. could be tried on his own with no defence.” There was silence for a minute then before whispers slowly started to spread across the benches. so that he.” Devon hissed again.“Secondly. “Secondly. Why was nobody else informed? You tried to keep away his witnesses. but also his education and his career. I know what a prick you are and I expected it. Cornelius. Three eyewitnesses will speak before you and confirm that there were. . which clearly states that magic may be used before Muggles in exceptional circumstances. clearly. Slander and a serious miscarriage of justice. indeed. we could use truth potions and whatnot… but should any evidence be demanded. I will find that there is something wrong with this somewhere. after all. Why? Since when did the Wizengamot reduce itself to such trivial cases as underage magic? I am sure. there are eyewitnesses which will say. and away from his older self. Hands were lifted into the air, slowly at first before more and more were added. Soon, it was nearly unanimous, leaving all but three scowling at him. Fudge, Percy and a woman … Delores Umbridge. “Excellent.” Devon said with another sneer, helping Harry up from his seat. “Should I see another word of slander against my cousin, you won’t know what's hit you.” Then with that said, he led his younger self out of the room and pondered simply escaping now before he was held behind. Unfortunately, that was impossible without being too rude, as Snape and McGonagall were waiting outside, and Dumbledore came hurrying out soon after. “Could you spare some time to talk with me, Mr. Potter?” the old man asked pleasantly and Devon watched as Harry tensed a little and moved to stand closer. He smirked inwardly and placed his arm around his younger-self’s shoulders before turning to look back at the headmaster. Amber locked with blue for a minute and Devon watched as Dumbledore’s eyes widened ever so slightly when he realised the strength of his mental walls. Blue eyes then flicked down to Harry and a beaming smile crossed that face. “Are you well, Harry?” the old man asked, drawing Harry’s head up. Harry met his eyes pointedly for only a second before he looked directly at the old man’s nose instead, a sure sign that he knew and that he was learning. “Perfectly fine, thank you headmaster.” Devon, seeing the slightly calculating look that crossed the older mans face, pulled Harry closer and then cleared his throat to draw attention back to himself. “Perhaps I could find time to fit you in within the next day or two, but I will come to Hogwarts then … and I will leave my cousin where you cannot find him and attempt to take him from me.” “I haven’t even-” “Bullshit, if you haven’t really considered it then I am afraid you are getting senile in your old age. I will come to Hogwarts in two days time … and I will warn you now. No potion-laced teas, no attempts to reach into my mind, anything of the sort and I will leave and take my cousin to America, as had been the original plan.” Devon interrupted coolly and then watched with a mild amusement as the three professors blanched. “To America? Harry-” “Harry, for some ungodly reason, felt that he should stay here with his friends, to help through the war you fools are unwilling to prepare him for. It is his decision and I will stand by him, but I will not let him face this unprepared.” He said coldly once more, pointedly ignoring the answering twinkle that started again in those blue eyes… avoiding the other two professors as best as he could. He still couldn’t look at Sev… “Would you mind terribly if I came to Highfield Terrace? Just to see how things are and how well you two are getting on.” Dumbledore asked kindly and Devon tensed at the words that were left unsaid. He curled his lip disdainfully and tightened his grip on Harry. “Funny, you weren’t so eager to check up on his health and happiness when he was with the Dursleys.” He sneered and then tensed when Harry put an arm around his waist. “Fine, do as you will, but for now, Harry and I have better things to do.” He turned and led Harry away then before anything else could be said, feeling the eyes of the three professors on him as he did so. As soon as they were out of sight, though, he apparated Harry straight back to the house. Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason Summary: AU: Slash.Fallen from a time where all was lost, one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. He becomes Devon Evander Potter, a twenty-eight year old wizard, who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. In doing so, he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends, and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. Notes: Edited by me, you'll find plenty of mistakes without a doubt lol. Chapter Five Albus Dumbledore led Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, Severus Snape and Molly and Arthur Weasley into the street called Highfield Terrace in Manchester. It had taken them only an hour to find the place, and from standing at the bottom of the garden, they could feel the strength of the warding. Albus could pick out a few of them, but the rest were either too entangled to identify or ones he didn’t recognise. The house itself was relatively normal looking on the outside. It was a large detached house made of old stones with ivy creeping up the walls. There was a large front garden with a driveway and a nice black car with a soft top sitting there idly. From the looks of it, it was the home of a nice wealthy family. The lights were on in the rooms and so Albus walked forward cheerfully and rang the doorbell. He waited, bouncing on the balls of his feet, but when no one answered after a few minutes, he pulled out his wand. A series of complicated unlocking charms later – the front door creaked open. He knew that he had likely set off many alarms, but he merely smiled wider, popped a lemon drop into his mouth, and then stepped inside. The hallway was rather attractive, the walls decorated in a neutral shade of cream with the floor being made of wooden panels. There was an ordinary muggle picture up on the wall of a beautiful blonde woman with a handsome looking fourteen year old boy at her side. That would be Devon and his mother then… perhaps. To the right, a set of nicely polished wooden steps wound their way up to the second floor, a cream carpet going down the centre, but leaving either side of the stairs clear. Down the hall from where he was standing, there was a door to the left and then a door at the end of the hall, facing them. Albus gestured for Remus and Sirius to go and look upstairs while he, Molly, Arthur and Severus checked the downstairs. They split up silently then, most of them with their wands drawn, and Albus led the way down and opened the first door he came to. This one led to a very nicely decorated living room. There was a bookcase, an open fire, a three-piece suit around said fire and a muggle television set. It was… comfy. There was a door to the right in here which led into a large dining room. In here, there was a nicely polished round table, to sit at least five people, chairs, more bookcases and another television set. Then there was a door to the right, this one leading into the same room that the last door in the hall led too: the kitchen. They went all through the house several times but didn’t come across anybody. While the house did indeed look lived in, and did also bear the marks of the Potters, it also had a rather… empty … feel to it as well. There were clothes in the bedrooms, toiletries in the bathroom, food in the kitchen – not to mention that all the lights were on. But nobody was home. Albus sat down at the dining room table, and then spotted an envelope with his name written on it neatly. Arching an eyebrow, he reached across for it and scanned for any curses or hexes that might have been left on it, before he broke the Potter seal. Albus Dumbledore. I do not know whether to be insulted or not that you would think that I would leave it so easy for people to find my cousin. As you may, or may not, have guessed now, this house is merely one of many that is used for things such as the Ministry and the newspapers. Harry and I are secure under much better wards than the ones you find there: like the Fidelius. Before you even ask, we are each the others secret keeper. You will see me in two days for our meeting, as I have agreed, but not before then. Know that Harry is perfectly safe and, all being well, shall be on the Hogwarts Express on September the First. If I should have my way, nobody will see him before then – not even you. Be grateful that you have his trust, old man, be very grateful indeed. Some of us are not so forthcoming with our own. Do anything to break his trust, anything at all, and I give you my word that you will not see him again. Don’t keep things from him – whatever you don’t tell him, I assure you I will. In the meantime, you will find some food under a warming charm on the side in the kitchen and some beverages in the fridge – do not let it be said that I am a poor host. Until Sunday, Dumbledore. Devon Evander Potter Glancing up at his waiting friends, Albus chuckled and then handed the letter over as he glanced around the room. It was rather reassuring to know that Devon would go to such lengths to protect Harry, even if he did protect him from friends as well as foe. One could hardly blame the man though, from what little they had managed to find out about him so far, this was how he had been trained in the muggle secret agency. … and by his tutors. He was by no means an amateur when it came to plotting and defensive plans. Had he gone to Hogwarts, there was no doubt in the headmaster’s mind that the young man would have been in Slytherin. In a small way, he reminded Albus of Severus – and yet he had never thought that he would see the day in which he came across someone with more of a front that the potions master. Devon was cold, biting, sarcastic and, from what he could tell, a worthy opponent. Albus was definitely glad that the man was on their side, even if Devon himself proclaimed to be on no side but Harry’s. He would have to watch himself around Harry now though; he did not doubt for one minute that if he broke Harry’s trust, Devon would continue with his threat. … The man had been teaching the boy Occlumency. Albus was going to have Severus teach him that sometime this year, concerned as he was about the link Harry and Voldemort shared. He was relieved now to see that the boy’s defences were more than passable. Should that training continue, Albus believed that they would even keep him out if he tried to force his way in. What concerned him, though, was the thought of what else Devon was teaching Harry. He had wanted the boy to have more of a childhood, to be free of these worries until he was older and able to understand much more – but apparently Devon disagreed. Albus chuckled, it might be more of a bother for him and the order – but Cornelius Fudge was certainly regretting his abrupt decision to hand Harry over to Devon. “What are we going to do now?” Sirius asked with a small frown as he read through the letter that had been handed to him for a second time. He, himself, wasn’t quite sure what to think. On the one hand, Harry had somebody to care for him and teach him what he needed to know, but on the other hand, they knew next to nothing about this Devon and, for all they knew, he could be a deatheater in disguise. It wouldn’t be the first time… “We wait.” Albus said simply, shrugging his shoulders. “For now, though, I think we should stay for dinner and simply do as Devon asks of us. I don’t think we have anything to worry about, he is taking good care of our Harry.” Before anybody could say anything, or think to protest, Albus stood gracefully and made his way into the kitchen, laughing with delight when he found a plate full of lemon drops. --------Devon Evander Potter strolled gracefully through the gates of Hogwarts and onto the grounds. He glanced around every now and again, but instead of seeing the peaceful greens of the grasses or the tall unwelcoming trees of the forest, he saw fire and blood, heard shouts of orders, screams, death and so much more… All around him, the ghosts of his own mind fought against each other, wand against wand, and sword against sword… He kept his eyes fixed firmly on the ground as he walked, trying to ignore that, and instead debated on where to take Harry’s training next. He and his younger self hadn’t stopped for a minute since they returned from the meeting with the Ministry, except for to sleep, and had both been working hard. Harry was now, at least, a capable duellist. He knew more curses, hexes and charms than HE had until he was seventeen. But there was still a very long way to go until he was anywhere near good enough. At least now, he had enough to go on to start the D.A club, that was one thing that he wanted to keep the same – a lot of good had come from it. He would have to think of someway to stay close while Harry was at Hogwarts. Perhaps he would be able to go down to the Chamber of Secrets and stay there for the year while Harry came to visit him. The most important part had been done now though – Harry slept only four hours each night and his body had grown used to it. That gave them much more time to train. He glanced up when he came off the path and out into the open. The forbidden forest stopped just a little way behind him, and he could see Hagrid’s hut off to his left. Flames licking against the wooden building, the tortured screams of the half-giant as three deatheaters turned their wands on him … the blood… the pain… He glanced away sharply, his cold and calculating brown eyes now fixing on the castle. The main doors were open and Albus Dumbledore stood on the top step, waiting to greet him. He had probably been there since the wards warned him of his arrival. He smirked at the thought; the old man had probably been pacing up and down the Entrance Hall, waiting for him. He debated simply turning around and leaving now, if just to piss the old man off that little bit more. Shaking his head, Devon brushed his hand through his hair and carried on. Merlin it was horrible and yet fantastic, being back here, when the last time he had seen it, the castle itself had been in ruins, the school destroyed forever. He remembered the fact that that was over with now, hadn’t even happened here yet – and he had been given the chance to change it. Yet it was strange and it even hurt him to not be able to step into the embrace of the man he had called his father for years. It hurt to not even be able to tell him truthfully who he was … to not even have the choice in how he acted. This was simply who he was now. How could he even consider letting himself get close to people who had died in front of his eyes? Who, should he be unable to do anything, will probably die before him once again. No, he told himself that at least this way, Harry would be spared. His younger-self wouldn’t be put through the same shit – and he would be there, at his side, every step of the way. Perhaps if somebody had done that for him, perhaps if they had been there instead of trying to protect him, he wouldn’t be who he was today… “Ahh Devon! I thank you for coming.” Dumbledore said cheerfully and Devon blinked from his thoughts to see that he was now approaching the stone steps. He inclined his head to the side politely and then climbed up and took the proffered hand. “Headmaster.” He replied curtly, nodding his head once again, and Dumbledore’s smile widened. He gestured inside and Devon stepped into the Entrance Hall, unsurprised to see that the old man hadn’t been alone. Severus Snape, Remus Lupin and Sirius Black were there, again. “I hope you don’t mind the presence of my friend here? Harry is dear to them all and they would just like to ask some questions of their own…” “Wands please.” Devon stated firmly, crossing his arms over his chest. He ignored the looks of disbelief on all four faces and simply held out his hand. “Harry trusts you, but to be blunt, I do say that Harry told him how to get there.” Dumbledore stated cheerfully as he followed and moved to sit behind his own desk.” “And how do we know that you won’t turn around and use them on us?” Severus Snape sneered and Devon swallowed hard. never one to pass up a challenge. Reluctantly. When he was done. .” Dumbledore said with a bright twinkle and a beaming smile and Devon snorted under his breath. and therefore I am unwilling to step inside a room while the four of you still hold your wands. there’s no need for that. and would never happen again. He and Albus had always enjoyed their games … but that was over now. Devon stared at him for a minute. do not want to so much as glimpse that other wand of yours. and then entered the office. “I won’t have my wand either. he pulled it back with a hiss and then revealed burnt fingers. daring them without words to try and get their wand. Ha. to see if he truly was a master of Legilimency and to gauge his level. Dumbledore had done that on purpose. “I see your education was complete. the other three handed their wands over as well. something that he had read directly off the top of the headmasters mind. “No.” He said coldly and then he turned on the ball of his foot and took off towards the headmaster’s office. he snapped his eyes open again and arched an eyebrow. He would let that go. not bothering to wait so that he could be led there. He gritted his teeth and pressed on. Albus Dumbledore. gentlemen? I. Devon sat back in his chair and lifted an eyebrow. “Then shall we precede. hand them over. It was rather amusing to finally get one over on the old man and shock him to speechlessness as he had just done – it was a shame that it couldn’t have been done under a name that Dumbledore would appreciate. “Satisfied?” “Most assuredly. When his hand touched the protective barrier of the wards. of course. closing his eyes for the briefest of seconds.not. pulling his own wand out of his pocket. they simply hovered in front of him and he ignored everyone else as he put up a small box of wards to protect them. Instead of falling to the floor. He bit out the password to the gargoyle. The old man hadn’t even felt it. Devon smirked. Severus. or I go nowand we wait until we are in more neutral terms. did just that. not in the least surprised when the headmaster didn’t offer his second wand. as one would expect. He could. not even bothering to comment. after all. the others merely thought that he was insulted.” He said indifferently. no. Thankfully. especially with the iciness in his eyes when he opened them again. and Devon muttered something under his breath before he released all five (his included).” Dumbledore said cheerfully as he pulled his wand out with a flourish and handed it over. I have no reason to trust any of you. of course. He was excellent at telling lies smoothly and off the top of his head now.” “Will you at least allow us to see your arms and check for glamours?” Dumbledore asked lightly and Devon tilted his head to the side. or use Veritaserum. “Why do you mask your scent?” Remus Lupin asked. He glanced around at them all then. I am left to trust his judgement for the moment – and so are you. it had been Albus who had taught him that. Sirius and Severus sat in the other chairs and Devon waited for them to get comfortable. He held onto the charm that kept his eyes brown and tensed as he felt a wave of magic wash over him as the man tried just about every ‘reveal’ charm that he knew. breaking the silence. He could see the curiosity mingled with concern in Remus’ eyes and he could see the calculation and interest in Severus’ eyes. he pulled back. I am unwilling to allow any of you to pull your wands out on me.” “Yes … but then wouldn’t it make more sense for Harry to stay with us until we trust each other?” Remus asked again and Devon smirked coolly. “Harry trusts me explicitly. “How do we know that you aren’t a deatheater in disguise?” Sirius asked bluntly and Devon shrugged dismissively. “Why do you think? The scent of a person is almost as revealing as ones magical signature. Eventually. he rolled up his sleeve and held out his bare arms.” He pointed out. “Perhaps.” Severus growled this time and Devon’s smirk widened ever-soslightly as he inclined his head. if I had had several opportunities already?” he replied and then shrugged again when he saw that that didn’t satisfy them.” “But Potter trusts openly. and he could see the open concern and buried fear in Sirius’ eyes. pointedly declining a cup of tea (even after Dumbledore assured him that there was nothing in it) along with a lemon drop. and Devon glanced over at him indifferently. after all. ignoring the approval his ‘excuse’ received. Unbelievably. studying openly. even if he didn’t have the trust. After about five minutes. making a show of pondering that.” He murmured. . looking pointedly at the others in the room with him. pondering. not so much as flinching as the headmaster pulled out that second wand. so you will have to take my word for it until such time as I trust you. “Right now.” “Are you going to give us any kind of leeway here?” Dumbledore asked with open amusement and Devon smirked. four of which were studying Devon. He knew then that he had gained the man’s respect.Remus. “Would I not have taken my cousin to Voldemort by now if I was? Why would I bother with all of this. “Nevertheless. Dumbledore was simply beaming at him. “As I have said also. the five of them were sat in silence and ready to begin the meeting. After a minute. ” “But we thought that the Dursleys were his last blood relatives. The blood protection saved him from Voldemort and his deatheaters … but whom. what did Voldemort use at the end of Harry’s forth year. “That scar on your cheek. Then came other questions.” He said with a nod of respect as he put his wand away again and Devon returned it neutrally. according to the name and life that he had written up for himself. Questions that he could answer properly. and then he leant forward and looked directly into Dumbledore’s eyes. He was safe there. where is it from?” he asked again. He answered them all coolly. “Tell me. are known for your manipulation – even if your intentions are ‘for the good of the Wizarding world’ and let us not forget that my cousin was placed in an abusive household and remained there when there was clear evidence of his misery. and Dumbledore then clasped his hands on his desk and peered at him over the top of his glasses. A great disservice has been done to my cousin. I can understand why you would go against Lily and James’ wishes and place him there in the beginning – but I cannot understand why he was not checked on. weakened and watered down as it is. relaxing slightly once more. You. that even you are not infallible. My views matter little. There are old enchantments. whether I agree with any of the Dark Lords ideas?” he asked and then rolled his eyes inwardly. I am not fond of this world at this point in time. run my overindulged pompous fools. what are your views on this war?” he asked in as light a voice as he could find. I agree. Voldemort has Harry’s blood running through his veins. Albus Dumbledore. “That is business of my own. headmaster. The Ministry is corrupt. Albus Dumbledore. neglect and emotional abuse that he was put through on a day to day basis?” he asked coldly. “The only parts I agree with. You mean to ask. does it not?” “So you are with the light on this?” “I am with Harry. but do you think that the wards would stop him from entering? They . thanks to the blood protection. Tell me. what matters is that Harry seems to be right in the middle of it – and I will stand at his side all the way.” He replied indifferently and with more than a touch of coldness to his words. of course. “My views? Voldemort is a hypocritical bastard. drawing out the intensity of the others curiosity once more. whom I have come to love like a son.“Thank you. saved him from the slavery. giving straightforward answers and not offering extra information each time. Saves me and Harry a lot of work. “Yes. is where he tortures his own men. Suffice it to say I have met more wizards than my tutors and than you – I have not been completely oblivious to the happenings in this world. exactly. to regain his body? What was the key ingredient for his return?” “Harry’s blood but I-” “But nothing. and Devon smirked inwardly – he had been waiting for this. “If you’ve lived in the muggle world since you left – why do you tense so when a wand is pulled on you?” Severus Snape asked suspiciously. and he was hidden from Voldemort and his deatheaters.” Dumbledore argued quietly and arched an eyebrow when Devon snorted disdainfully. wards and safety charms around that muggle household. That lasted for hours before they finally fell silent. “Let us not forget. “I fault you not. I have promised Harry that I will stand at his side through everything. But. a twenty-eight . knowing what was coming now. two days before the start of term. He could see the wheels turning. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. “I overlooked that completely – I admit. “Have some of your men meet us in Highfield Terrace. Yes. You are. Perhaps you could even offer your assistance. satisfied by the thought that he had pushed into the headmaster’s mind. it was true that some had slipped past him before. but it wasn’t likely that they would do it again. The old fool couldn’t actually be that … stupid … could he? But then again. dear old Albus was too predictable. collected his wand. Devon stood up and glanced around at the four men idly before he turned back to Dumbledore and met his eyes. made a grave mistake. indeed. for I know that it is nothing you did on purpose – but the point I was trying to make is that this world has done nothing for my cousin. Dumbledore’s judge of character was usually accurate. did he allow a small smile to flicker across his face. the light has done little for him and for some reason. Everything was going according to plan. I made a mistake. of course. to battle against Voldemort’s actions-” “The order of the phoenix. his eyes twinkling brightly when he realised that Devon knew all about the order.” Dumbledore said again. turned and left the office. tilting his head to the side.” Devon interrupted firmly. He becomes Devon Evander Potter.Fallen from a time where all was lost. weakened to something that even I could tear down – do you think Voldemort would have any problems?” He sat back then. and gone back out onto the grounds. and then he could see the eyes widen just so when the old fool realised that he had. and I shall. Only when he was ready to apparate away.have weakened. invited to come along should you wish. Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason Summary: AU: Slash.” “A mistake that could have cost my cousin his life. I would merely like for Harry to come to … Sirius’ house where many of us are currently staying. Sometimes. “Of course. I would not even suggest it. even if others disagreed.” He said and then he bowed his head fractionally. I know.” “I would like for Harry-” “He goes nowhere without me. He was rather surprised by the small smile he received in return though. He remained tense and unyielding even as he walked through the corridors. where his friends are. There is a resistance there.” Devon pointed out softly. my mother and I were completely overlooked when you were trying to find a place for him to live – I am not happy with this world.” “We would like to invite Harry to come and spend perhaps the last week of the holidays there. since that night in the graveyard. It was amazing how quickly they managed to get through certain areas. of course. and instead of where normal lessons started. he would not even consider looking into Severus Snape’s pensieve. That was what Devon taught Harry. the headmaster had made sure to take a different approach so that Harry could ‘skim’ the tops of people’s minds unnoticed. This was a habit that Harry had gotten into now. . In the end. They worked well together. It hadn’t taken long for him to agree then. The sword fighting was getting better and at least now Harry grasped the basics with ease. agreed… and he hadn’t questioned how Devon was going to manage it. The coins that Devon’s Hermione had made for the DA were used for this as well so that the times could be changed each day. Albus had taught the older Harry this personally. In doing so. hexes or charms each day. The curiosity. was nothing compared to the repercussions of that single act. He made him promise that. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. Harry had. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. There was one more promise that Devon needed to extract from Harry before they could go off to ‘Grimmuald Place’. His younger-self had no desire to know something that could cause his older-self trouble should it be discovered. Devon made it a point that Harry learnt at least fifteen new curses. It wouldn’t take long to finish that and for Harry to get to the level that he himself had been at after three years of lessons – but the experience was something that he had to learn for himself over the years. was finally ebbed. He had given his own knowledge of the subject to his younger-self. Devon had to make his own plans so that he and Harry could continue their lessons. That act alone had set he and Sev back years … but if this Harry didn’t do it … who knew? Harry had. of course. but Devon had to admit that he had cheated slightly on this. wondered why this had even come up and so Devon had explained to him that the hatred he felt Severus had for him now. what he would excel at. pushed it through his walls and into his mind while he was sleeping so that all he had to learn was to get his body to move how his mind willed it. as well as spending an hour each morning practicing what he had already learnt. As September the first drew nearer. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. Notes: Thanks to Terri for editing. after a long summer. Occlumency was completed finally and they were touching on Legilimency now. and got those out of the way first. but that was only because Devon knew exactly what Harry would be good at. should the chance arrive. Chapter Six Devon and Harry continued the training all day and most nights for the remainder of the holidays. he decided on meeting Harry in the chamber of secrets every night at different times. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. with Devon managing to point out Harry’s every weakness in advance. and one that he had promised to continue when he went to school.year old wizard. Harry was just starting on the small stuff. His hair was pulled back in a low ponytail. “Really?” Devon rolled his eyes mockingly. His body had begun to tone up due to the exercises that Devon had been putting him through. “This is your home now Harry . we need to get going. he laced his combat boots up. Harry’s esteem had risen greatly and now he wasn’t afraid to go out in public. He was wearing a ripped sleeveless black shirt. “I’ve got your trunk. He enjoyed being here with Devon. we have to stop in at Highfield Terrace. In all honesty.” his arm went around the youth. Bending down. He found that his taste moved towards the muggle style rather than the robes that restricted ones body. As a matter of fact he looked well fed and as if he had never been to the Dursleys a day in his life. which gave him more than enough food. and he allowed the man to guide him out. His older self had also put him on a protein and carbohydrate diet eating as much as he could while also building that food mass into muscle. You can come back during Christmas if you wish. just as he heard movements of his cousin standing in the doorway. This summer had done a lot for him. As much as he missed his friends. True. Harry had to admit he was going to miss his new home. Devon was just standing there with a rare warm smile. At the minute Harry was wearing black jeans that hung against his hips and below his belly button. --------- . he was going to miss his home the most. at the moment he could conjure light and he could also conjure water when he tried hard enough. he wasn’t even near the build of his cousin but he didn’t look lanky nor did he look too skinny. and his bright green eyes shone with mischief and a more determined look than they held before.” Smiling the teenager nodded. He was comfortable in his own skin and could eat what he liked whenever he wanted as long as it was part of the diet. “I won’t. He could only wonder what ‘would’ have happened this summer had Devon not interfered? He decided that it was best he didn’t know in the end. Harry’s trunk was packed to the brim with all his new stuff. a lot more than he had ever expected. who looked up in surprise. “Come on Harry.” Harry smiled and nodded before standing and stretching. He moved in front of the mirror and adjusted his muggle clothes. He watched with awed fascination as Devon shrunk it by hand.The morning that they were up and ready to leave.don’t forget it. Harry had ripped them off seeing as they were slightly annoying.” He snaked his own arm around Devon. face the heat of people’s eyes and questioning movements. There is no way in hell I’m giving anyone this secret. Devon was doing his best to be sure of that. Devon taught him to feel the shift in the air and the gentle obscure movements of floorboards. Harry peeked in on Devon who was thrashing around in his bed and murmuring things. Devon motioned for him to go exploring while he himself sat down on the couch for a minute. He heard movement behind him and whirled around only to see Snape coming up. You can go and look around if you like – but we need to release each other from the charm first. . He smirked to himself as he stared at the portrait on the wall by the front door and tilted his head to the side.’ It awed him and spooked him all at once. it awed him more than spooked. Devon was checking his wand as Harry glanced around the room. Which wasn’t a terrible thing. he glared irritably. When he opened his eyes again. just a few feet away. Devon wasn’t really himself was he? He was in as much as … he was … but then he wasn’t in the fact that Harry wouldn’t grow up to be like him. “Ego eximo vos ex nostrum specialis. he would know. The dark-eyed man apparently thought he was sneaking up on the young teenager. Harry sighed and nodded. ‘Devon’s good. he noticed his name over the headboard in emerald green. he heard murmuring downstairs and instinctively glanced over his shoulder before continuing what he was doing. fold into him and settle down and he opened his eyes.When they appeared they were immediately standing in the living room of Highfield Terrance. Since his cousin had helped him with Occlumency building the walls and such they shared a link ever since. but then he couldn’t help but feel a little … conceited. not in the least surprised to find that he was panting. To say that you would hate to have yourself as an enemy was something that the Malfoys would say – but then again.” Devon said coolly after a minute. As he scaled the steps. He was sure if Devon wanted him. glancing up to look at him. He heard a few muttered words in Latin and then felt a song breeze of magic was over him before gently tugging back to the owner.” he whispered eventually. however. ‘To think that my older self is this good at deception…. isn’t he?’ he thought to himself and then smiled wryly. Like the other night. closing his eyes when his cousin stepped forward to go first. His older-self made it look so easy and so quick to do it. Luckily. and went from room to room. pushing him to the side and drawing him back again. but Harry knew for a fact that it was exhausting and bloody hard work. He would seriously hate to have the man as an enemy though. Then he felt it return to him. With one last nod. propping his feet up on the table. Just like you did before. feeling as if he was stood in the middle of raging waters as his magic battered uselessly against his body. Harry couldn’t help but ponder what kind of things was going on in the older Potter’s mind. What had he seen that was so cruel and unusual that he would leave his future time in ruins to come back here? As Harry entered a room. “We have about twenty minutes. for he knew that Devon had all good intentions. Harry watched him with amusement as he stared straight ahead and then wandered off. He sighed heavily and closed his eyes he opened his mind slightly as he had been taught and then drew onto his magic. Devon could always tell when Harry’s in distress and vice versa. “Of course not. Then again. ‘Where was his bottled up anger toward me at?’ pondered the teenager as he followed the Potion’s Master out. making sure his mental walls were up. “Perhaps. For some reason Snape’s presence didn’t seem to bother him at the second. “Yes it is! Does it spark your approval?” Harry entered and held the door open for his Professor who eyed him with mild disdain before gliding into the room and looking around. This would be too easy for any one of the spies in the Ministry. Allowing the question to slide seeing as it was a pointless attempt. “Good morning. how do we know you’re the real Potter?” growled Moody. He knew that Snape was hoping to get Harry to ‘accidentally’ spill where he was staying at. ‘not likely. He hadn’t expected the real Moody to go anywhere near him after what had happened in his fourth year.“Potter. smoothly sidestepping Snape’s jibe to start a full blown argument. “Good enough for you Potter?” He asked. “Your room?” he asked sarcastically.” He sneered. Harry smirked over his shoulder. Harry scaled down the steps two at a time and beat Snape down. Harry still thought of him as a git but most of the times the term “bastard” came to mind.” said Harry conversationally. Devon was waiting patiently his cold eyes locked on those of Alastor Moody who was giving him a once over with that swirling glass eye. “Alastor Moody is having a go.” he scowled.angry. who eyed him coolly.” Snape’s lip curled as Harry walked around the room. “Seems bare.” Snape sneered. “Oh. His own sleek black hair falling onto his shoulders. Snape decided to reply.” Harry replied cheerfully. Professor Snape. “Not likely. Snape turned on his heel and walked out leaving Harry to blink and ponder why the man didn’t seem so. the expansive room. Harry could see a bit of respect growing in the real Moody’s … real … eye from where he stood. peering into the closets. Whichever it was he enjoyed not being riled up by the Slytherin git. Harry snickered inwardly. he didn’t suppose that many could glare back at him for so long without flinching. He wondered if it was because of Occlumency or because of what Devon had taught him. He grinned cheekily. his gnarled hand waved at the youth who stood next to Snape. causing the Potion’s Master to roll his eyes. Harry glanced over his shoulder and smiled. coming up to stand directly in front of Harry. with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. and stared over Harry’s head. “Are we all ready yet? Or is Devon arguing with someone?” he asked. . It was odd how both Harry and Severus looked similar.” “The ‘real’ Moody?” asked Harry with mild surprise.’ he thought with amusement. causing the man to glower silently at him. Yes. I know you don’t live here. Nodding curtly. and slammed the door behind. his eyes flickering all around. It’s Remus or Moony. Remus smiled and walked over to him. Devon squeezed against the boy’s shoulder as Harry leaned his head against the man’s chest. did not flinch and simply blinked once at her before saying. Harry glanced over at Devon who gave a slow nod. He felt Devon’s touch and then a whisper that was barely audible. as he stepped forward and clasped his shoulder.but that was foolish. his arm locked at his waist.pink. causing the girl to growl and stomp on Severus’ foot. err . --------Harry took in a slow hissing breath as he felt an arm pull him closer. “I’m not your teacher any longer.” she said holding out a hand. There was a purple tapestry and he could only wonder what was behind it. as his eyes went over to a girl with bubble gum pink hair and violet eyes. They got to a white swinging door.” Harry smiled softly and nodded. “Believe me Moody. let’s get going to Headquarters shall we?” he asked as he handed a piece of parchment to Harry and Devon both. ignoring Devon for the main part. The two simultaneously took said parchment and opened it.“How do we know you’re the real Moody?” Devon asked coldly with an arched eyebrow as he moved to stand next to his cousin. His eyes widened when he saw a severed trolls leg for an umbrella stand. “Do not touch anything. “Now that we know everyone here. You would think they were the same person . “Her real name is Nymph-” “Don’t you dare Mad Eye!” growled Tonks glaringly.” He called and Harry’s smile widened at the familiar – and friendly – face.” said Harry taking her hand as she squeezed it playfully. “That was free.the next one won’t be pretty-” His eyes glittered dangerously.” The green-eyed seeker wouldn’t have touched anything anyway. “Morning Professor!” he said cheerfully and Remus chuckled. The dark damp dreary atmosphere made Harry wonder what kind of wizards had lived there. “Nymphadora. She had a heart shaped face and her eyes matched her hair.Tonks.” Severus finished for Alastor. the teen noticed his eyes not on Tonks but on Remus. and murmurs could be heard on the inside. almost shyly. Severus however. “Hey Harry. At that moment Albus Dumbledore chose to intervene. it’s him. Severus’ eyes nearly did a double take as he noticed the way the two were standing and the way they opened it.” Severus muttered brusquely. . “Hi. She smiled happily and bounded over but not before stumbling on her shoelaces. “Wotcher Harry! Tonks. ” she squealed. Mr. “None of your fucking business.so worried indeed. Mad-Eye Moody.” said Bill’s voice. he saw a bundle of red-heads sitting around the table along with a man with flighty black hair.” he said. Harry and Devon and then Tonks and Remus bringing up the rear. and asked Sirius what kind of place was this. “Home. Weasley pulled his wife back who grunted frustrated that the older Potter didn’t even flinch at her demands. Devon had pretended that she didn’t even exist. He grunted helplessly as he patted his friend Hermione on the back. causing him to hunch as she squeezed him. and brilliant grey eyes. “OH HARRY!” she shrieked. as he was pulled back. and sized him over just like Sirius did. his bright red hair and freckles greeting him in all its glory. That man was up before the Weasleys and came over in several long strides. “Si. “Harry!” he said.” muttered Harry. “Wow. all of sudden pulling Harry into a hug. almost annoyed. Harry had the distinct though that they did this hoping the two Potter’s wouldn’t flee. . No one had ever ignored her that way before. as Mrs. “Oh Harry. feeling slightly overwhelmed with all these people huddled around him. grumpily. we’ve been so worried. Weasley was doing. much shorter than him. “Mum! Don’t kill him. causing the teen to almost yelp in surprise.Sirius!” Harry gulped.Dumbledore entered first. “I’ve never been happier. When Harry entered the brightly lit room that was obviously the kitchen.” he said. “I’ve been fine!” Harry shrugged back. as he plopped down next to Harry and clasped him on the back.” Harry said simply. followed by Severus. “Guys give him some room. Weasley got through the group of people and grabbed Harry in one of her famous bear hugs. from behind. “This was my mother’s house. before moving back to Devon who was ignoring the questioning Mrs. Harry gave him a relieved look before she pulled back. you’ve changed-” “I hope so! I’ve been on nothing but an all protein diet. as a bushel of brown hair grabbed him and pulled him into a hug. as Harry groaned feeling her hug. “Where the heck have you been mate?” asked Ron. her eyes widen when she seen that he had indeed ate and grew up. He heard the questioning of the Weasleys to Devon who stood there silent glaring at them and the only thing that came from him was. Harry gave her a look of thanks.” Sirius grabbed Harry’s shoulders and looked him over.” Ginny snapped seeing his uncomfortable look. “They’re not here now are they?” she snapped. waspishly.” “No. “Well – I’m sorry Harry. was obviously waiting to see what he said to this and Mrs. Weasley said again with a warm smile. “However. but my cousin would like for me to stay. He nodded to his best friend. Hermione and Ginny started to argue. Weasley snapped again. but you can come back down in a minute. I do believe you have no right to kick him out of this room. Weasley was now fussing about Harry and asking him if he was hungry. Once all the kids had left.Mrs. who looked relieved before following Hermione out more willingly. Her eyes were looking disdainfully at both Devon and Harry’s hair. completely calm. Weasley was arguing and snarled at them when Ginny pointed out that Fred and George were allowed to stay. Blinking. Weasley and Devon.” “Excuse me?” Mrs. “This is an order meeting-” “I do believe I know that. “Harry is not going anywhere yet. offering something of a sheepish look and was relieved by the hand of his cousin that still held his arm. Weasley immediately. Devon had told him near to the beginning of the summer. Weasley demanded angrily. Even Ron. “We just have a few things to discuss – amongst the adults – and then you can come right back down for something to eat and to speak to your … cousin. her eyes narrowing as she put her hands on her hips and glared. There were arguments from Ron. “Come on Harry dear. and Ginny then. on her feet. “Harry!” Ron called over his shoulder. Hermione and Ginny were lingering behind to watch. the lot of you! Up stairs right now!” Mrs. but nobody missed the steel cold look in his eyes and the lingering hardness under his words. Mrs.” “Kids! Shoo!” demanded Mrs. everyone’s eyes turned to Devon and Harry. watching while Ron.” He settled for eventually. wondering whether he actually wanted to be in the middle of all this. She attempted to shoo them out of the room and then turned to Harry. “I’m sorry Mrs. “We have a few things to discuss. Devon.” Harry looked hesitantly between Mrs.” Devon replied. so he couldn’t help but wonder what his cousin was playing at. Harry went to stand up but stopped when Devon reached across and shook his head. off upstairs with you.” Mrs. Weasley surprise was growing when he didn’t do as she asked immediately as he always had done before.” Harry had already been let in on everything that had gone on in the Order. “Dinner needs to wait-” Insisted Dumbledore standing. . Hermione. Harry did as he was told and sat back down a little nervously.” Devon interrupted coldly and neutrally as he stared straight up into the eyes of the witch without blinking. “Come on. though. Weasley. “I believe a few introductions are in order for Devon and Harry-” he said calmly. “I despise repeating myself you see. we will be going a lot further than ‘upstairs’ with the ‘other’ children. The teenager eyed him coolly. He sneered professionally at each and every one of them before he dropped his eyes back to Mrs.” . oh he remembered ‘Mundungus’ and the whole reason for the Ministry Trial.” He said as he paused and swept his eyes around the room once more. however his hand did not leave Harry’s knee. ahh … irritation. and we both go. but I have this terrible . “I believe that is all the introductions on the people you do not know-” he said cheerfully. Severus Snape on the other side rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.Mrs. that itch grows into an annoyance. he’s been introduced now. had it not been directed towards him as well. he goes upstairs with all the other children . “Yes. as Kingsley gave a smirk and inclined his head toward Harry with an immediate respect. Weasley was starting to get into one of her tirades when Devon stood up and pressed him palms flat down on the wooden table.. “The man in front of you Harry is Mundungus Fletcher. though nobody missed the sarcasm. “Whether you people like it or not. It was as if Sirius wanted to make sure he was real and wouldn’t disappear anytime soon.” “I will say once more… and once only.” The cold and hard mask on his face was one that Severus would have been proud of. also the one who is leading the Ministry astray on the whereabouts of one Sirius Black. “Sturgis Podmore and Dedalus Diggle!“ he waved his hand at the two men in there were in the corner next to Bill Weasley whose blue eyes flickered over Devon and back to Harry with a raised eye. Weasley. Severus couldn’t help but smirk at this. gathering everyone’s attention. Harry’s eyes went over a black Auror who was very handsome. Only I assure you. Try once more – and I mean only once more – to kick him from this room. Weasley was about to open her mouth to demand where they were before Dumbledore intervened. he’s an Auror.. and then into displeasure.” He said eventually in a mockingly civil tone. Harry nodded over to him. with a twinkle in his bright blue eyes. “Kingsley Shacklebolt is on your left Harry.” Harry glanced at him with mild disdain. His eyes were cold and calculating. You see it grows and it itches like a bitch when you can’t scratch it. as Mundungus nodded and grunted a bit uncomfortably seeing as Devon’s eyes were narrowed all the same.” He smiled kindly over to the animagus who grunted and hunched over. Harry will be included in anything and everything. “Forgive me. I couldn’t care less whether you wish for me to be inducted into this – pathetic excuse for an Order – but if I do decide to … help you… then Harry will know absolutely everything I hear. he had rich dark eyes and an earring through his ear. My hearing stretches far and thus so does his. “Harry stays.he’s too young-” Mrs. and when I start having to. Harry found his eyes lingering longer than usual until they snapped back in place. you know that Voldemort has been quiet since he returned. killing Lily and James in the process. mentally and emotionally. eleven years old. but that chance has long gone. his voice dropping dangerously low. twelve years old. fourteen years old.” He said neutrally and firmly. I’ve told you already that he is gathering followers and biding his time – what I haven’t told you is that he is trying to . “Do you people not think that it would be better for Harry to meet these knowingly and with experience and skill. What is going to happen this year? What is going to get through the oh-so-unbreakable security of the safest place in the country? My cousin will not face anything unprepared. even though he already knew.“But-” “But nothing. were too stubborn. “He is too young…” “Do you think Voldemort cares about that?” Devon hissed furiously. once again. correct?” he asked and then glanced around. Devon’s sneer widened and then he turned to look at Harry. I have started what you fools should have started years ago. Why do you bother trying to wrap him up in cotton wool when you know that it does not work in the end? Don’t you want him to face these things prepared. Remus. Don’t you think it helps him. Not again. and he was nearly killed. “So why. “The first time. Again. Harry has faced Voldemort in some form. nodding along to his words. then head on. We are at war – Harry recognizes that. “Every year something has happened to threaten the life of my cousin … yes. might I ask. The second time. Harry is in my care. nearly killed. his cold eyes hardening. Am I correct?” he asked again. ignoring the gasps and protests that were rising.” Devon interrupted firmly and coolly. Snape and Dumbledore. it is true that the third year turned out luckily when that insane escaped convict happened to be innocent all along. and I’ll be damned if I lose him now to your manipulation and coddling. This time from the Weasleys. like Molly Weasley for instance. and it’s Harry himself. “There is a prophecy about you and Voldemort in the Department of Mysteries in the Ministry of Magic. Instead. Voldemort didn’t hear the second half though and so he unwittingly put the prophecy into action the night he tried to kill you. against a fucking basilisk – and he was nearly killed… and finally the third time. if he has to face them at all? What you want – and what you believe – is now irrelevant. Harry listened patiently. This summer. every year except his third. Half of this prophecy was overheard originally and that is what sent Voldemort after you. he received nods. Now it is I who makes the decisions surrounding him. Others. “Why. From what I understand. Sirius.” “He deserves a childhood …” “Yes. “It is about time you realized that Harry is out of your hands now. almost daring somebody to deny it. he does. almost scandalized. after all these times – after all these risks – haven’t you morons done something about it?” he didn’t wait for an answer as he straightened up. to know that he can get through this confidentially and with support?” He asked and saw that some of the order members were actually starting to give. he received nods. blind and escaping by luck? Why haven’t you started to train him? Why haven’t you given him the knowledge and the skill that he will need?” “He is a child!” Mrs. Voldemort gets his body back and Harry is.” He continued slowly. “Now. Weasley whispered. Harry.find a way to get his hands on this prophecy. We both already know that it is going to come down to Harry and Voldemort in the end – I will not let him be unprepared. “Don’t threat. He loved it that someone cared for him. especially his side. That is what these people are trying to protect you from. that is why you walls are now impenetrable. I did that with Harry’s permission and before his mental walls were secured. blinking and trying to look like this was all new to him. “And when that time comes. of course. with a soft smile on his face. I will tell Harry everything you tell me – and I will tell him everything that you don’t tell me. You will not shield my cousin any longer. “What is the prophecy?” “Only Dumbledore here knows it word for word. Harry himself was sitting up proudly. Harry Potter is the main talk of not just this meeting – but undoubtedly others too. “You see. ignoring the surprise at the actual extent of his knowledge.” He said and then softened his voice as he placed his hand on Harry’s shoulder. Dumbledore. It wasn’t everyday that someone was on your side. That is why I have you learning Occlumency Harry.” Devon replied indifferently. “He already knows most of what is going on. “How do you know all that?” Dumbledore asked curiously and with a frown. He couldn’t help but feel something funny in his stomach. “You’re not the only one with your sources. First of all. and that is what I am going to prepare you for.” He turned back to the order at large then and smirked viciously at the looks he was getting.” “Now wait just a-!” “Voldemort also knows about the connection you have with him. I will be damned if you talk about him behind his back – and then not tell him what decisions you have made. You can’t win really.” He stated firmly. so that he can hear the rest.” He replied coolly and then sneered when they stared at him in surprise.” Harry nodded. “But basically. is the fact that the link Harry has with Voldemort works both ways … its rather easy to slide unnoticed down that connection and to listen in on the so-called Dark Lords thoughts and plans. He had moved across by now and grabbed Harry’s shoulders. and I will not be doing it again. I will be right there at your side. my dear cousin. but he didn’t look back at him yet. and Devon smirked. He felt the hand on his knee tighten slightly and glanced up at Sirius to see a newfound respect in those blue eyes as they remained fixed on Devon. can you?” He asked mockingly. Will you?” . He knew that Harry was smiling at him. So now you know basically why I insist Harry stays here. You will not try and use your pathetic excuses to keep him from knowing what he has the right to know. it says that you have to kill him – or he will kill you. It will not be long before he tries to get into your mind to find out what you know. The fool doesn’t seem to know that only the two people whose names are written on the prophecy can be the one to actually retrieve it. It will not be long before he tries to go one step forward and actually possess you. tauntingly. do you know how easy it is to break through Peter Pettigrew’s mind and find out the gist of Voldemort’s actions? Then. He had a look in his eyes that told those who could read him which was only. Sirius looked dazed – but he still stared at Devon with that growing respect growing in his eyes. He does not feel a tug every time someone speaks his name that draws his attention to them.” His eyes flickered over to Severus briefly as he said this. thought the teenager as he went up another flight of creaky steps. who was watching Harry with something akin to respect mingled with something else that even Severus couldn’t describe. Sirius. with a soft smile. “This is pathetic! How the fuck can you try to fight against a man whose name you fear to speak?” he sneered. banging his hands on the table. I sorely guarantee it. When Harry walked out. his voice dropping low and hard once again. Most people shivered under the sheer intensity of it.” He hissed. --------As Harry scaled up the steps. alone.” His eyes flickered here and he released some of his magic into the open. especially Severus Snape. It’s just a goddamn name!” “Harry will be happier and more aware if he knows what the hell is going on! So he doesn’t get lured into a false sense of security and forced to act on his own because of people he does not trust. “Merlin forbid. Dumbledore. Devon’s turned back to the rest of the room and his eyes flickered back to that cold and expressionless look that had them all shivering. He heard murmuring on the right and new that it must be his best friend’s dulcet tones. and quickly went up the steps and peered into a room that screamed old and dark. if you like. Harry felt it and shivered. Voldemort!” he snorted and then straightened up. though. “You say that three times in front of a mirror. He tapped on the door and entered a bedroom that had a blank portrait and his friends sitting on the beds talking and theorizing. so quickly that some people were thinking they had imagined it. “Voldemort. As much as Harry knew Occlumency that feeling of love was something he couldn’t hide. Everyone watched as all the hate and coldness swept from his eyes to be replaced with the unconditional sort of love one would have over their children. he hissed when he saw a row of elf heads. that he had never felt so. It overwhelmed them. almost hungrily. Remus looked up and gulped.wanted or loved than he did at that moment. . Must be a meeting room. Snape. and then closed his eyes as it washed over him. Finally. with all the lights off – and guess what happens? Nothing! The imbecile does not have an eye and ear that stretches all over this worthless world. if something happens to my cousin. you can go upstairs and see your friends now. he felt Devon lean in closer and then he beamed brightly when a kiss was pressed gently against his temple. Devon pulled the magic back and wound it to him tightly. and Remus. He ignored all the eyes on him as he turned back to Harry and then smiled at him.Devon smiled coldly once more at the hisses that drew up and down the table at the sound of the Dark Lords name once again and he shook his head. and I find out that it somehow involves your ‘protection’ I will do more to you than Voldemort could in a lifetime. allowing it to swarm wildly around the room.” Harry nodded and stood up. he squeezed his cousin’s hand not being able to stop the feeling of being loved for once deep inside of him. “I think you’ve heard everything of use for tonight Harry. “Voldemort. Hermione gave Ginny a disapproving look before she looked at Harry.” murmured Ron with a roll of his eyes. especially toward Fudge if he didn’t stop his impeccable ways of handling things.” Ron replied. “Well shut up about him.” he said.” Hermione frowned. “Dumbledore said your cousin made a mockery of the Ministry?” she breathed. who blinked.” Ron rolled his eyes. Hermione was going on and on about his Trial. He sat between them and he felt Ginny’s eyes rake over him. Ginny giggled.” she said. Harry cleared his throat. “What’s that supposed to mean?” he asked a little sharply as he crossed his arms over his chest. “Did you hear about the prophet?” asked Ginny. “What do you know about him?” she questioned and Harry narrowed his eyes. I love him even – he’s given me everything I’ve ever wanted now. He was very strong in his words.” “He’s my cousin and he’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” His eyes held anger and they blazed ever so slightly as he stared defiantly at Hermione. raking his fingers through his hair.“HARRY!” Ron said with a wide grin as he jumped up and beckoned him over. “Nothing. Harry blinked. I won’t sit here and allow you to grill me for information that he doesn’t want people to know. “I’ve never had as much fun as I have with him this summer – he’s excellent – and I won’t stand for people talking badly about him. taken back.” “Oh no! I think he’s quite wicked! I mean.” Harry smirked and leaned back against the wall. . he stood up to Dumbledore and my mum! My mum.she just thinks everyone’s hot. with a look of awe.” he snapped. “Of course you would. “They were bashing you and they all of a sudden came out with an apology awhile back. I tell you. but remained outwardly calm. wanting information as she was practically bouncing on the bed. “No. as Ginny flipped him the finger. I like him Hermione. Stop butting in. Especially Mrs. uncertainly. offhandedly. Ron was talking all excited about how Fred and George were trying to secure premises and about how they were taking ads in the Daily Prophet. he’s very uptight about people trying to shield me. “Who is he Harry? The Order has been in a right state about him. a little defensively.I just wondered. no! I’m not. “That he worked in the muggle world as a secret agent. Weasley.” She was twirling a piece of red hair between her fingers with adoration. “I heard him. “Yes. ask Dumbledore. but Devon did threaten the Ministry with a lawsuit. Ginny rolled her eyes and moved her feet so Harry could sit down. “I like your cousin Harry.” she said.” he said. “No. Harry was sitting with his friends. making Harry gulp as he stiffened upon contact. Weasley was known to glance suspicious eyes over at him though. They were identical down to the last freckle. “She has no idea. He had a feeling it was George because the boy was sitting next to him and he had a mischievous glint in his eyes. George’s hand got very close to his thigh and then slid over the tent of his pants and moved slowly around. but he nodded every now and again and he gave them his attention. Mrs. “Harry! We thought we smelled someone pretty. while Ron scowled. who arched an interested eyebrow at the twin. Devon was listening to Remus and Sirius who were trying to draw him into an avid conversation.” Grinned Fred cheekily as he walked over and clasped Harry on the back. Hermione was frowning at the three of them. “Looking smashing as ever” he said his eyes twinkling playfully. He blinked with surprise. even though they always had that look. and nearly spilt it on himself when the hand moved further. He looked as if he was on his guard. “Yeah well. however he didn’t flinch but he almost shivered with the hand squeezed his kneecap. He gulped silently and took a drink of his milk. This look was different . Ginny looked interested. --------It was late that evening and when the kids were allowed back into the kitchen Harry ate dinner with everyone else. “Ron says that you haven’t got premises yet?” Fred and George shook their heads. until Arthur hissed for her to stop.she never reads the Daily Prophet after what it was saying about you and Dumbledore. Harry had just finished his fourth piece of pie when he felt a hand touch his knee.desire.” George said cheekily as he playfully nudged Harry. just as everyone heard two loud cracks and what appeared were the two grinning faces of Fred and George Weasley. . Harry chuckled unable to hide his amusement for the two twins. “No but we did put up information in the Daily Prophet. “Quite nice looking fellow. my cousin put a stop to that. George was next to him and everyone was simply relaxing. while George moved on his other side and wrapped his arm around the teen.” “We seen him downstairs!” said Fred grinning. He glanced over at George who was having an avid conversation with Mundungas Fletcher and Fred Weasley.At that moment Harry felt a swoosh of air and glanced instinctively at a spot on the floor.” “What about your mum?” asked Harry.” Fred told him wit ha shrug. Harry breathed sharply and shivered violently as he recalled what he dreamt. A kiss. The dream was absolutely indescribable. He walked out onto the step and stared around. when he recalled what Devon said about him and what he did to Sirius. however as he fell asleep he forgot to practice his Occlumency exercises which resulted in waking up in a frenzy of cold sweat at about one thirty that morning. “Why am I acting like such a baby? Devon taught me better than that. He had no idea it would be this. but it was mainly to himself. before sending his older self a sense of the feeling that had just washed over him and the man’s eyes widened very marginally before his eyes glanced over at George. this caused Devon to glance over and raise an eyebrow upwards. or I hope so anyway. . and shuddered as he slipped on some slippers.” he hissed to himself as he crawled out of the bed. The teen didn’t like being here and meeting creature earlier just made things worse. he quivered feeling the draft in the house sweep up from beneath the floors. he shuddered as he thought about the creatures that were crawling around the house. Every so often he could hear the scraping against the floor or walls. and he wanted to groan as he felt the stroking continue from outside his pants. unable to help it.’ --------That night as Harry lay down in his bed.” said a little voice in the back of Harry’s mind. He leaned up and gritted his teeth as he kept his eyes indifferent. Harry felt his cheeks go red and for the life of him he couldn’t imagine George ever having done that to his older–self. He swallowed the lump in his throat as he quietly padded over and unlocked the room. he gripped the table and closed his eyes a moment as he jerked his hips slightly and relieved himself right inside of his good jeans He bit down on his lower lip and cursed mentally. He trembled as he shoved the covers away and nearly yelped when he felt a spider crawl over him. He should have known from George’s playful demeanour earlier that the boy wanted something. He laid there in the still of the night and worried his bottom lip as he listened to the snores of his best friend on the opposite bed.He had never had anyone grab him like this. ‘Some things have changed’ Devon whispered in his mind. He swallowed his mild fright and thought to himself that Devon’s only two rooms away. Especially. ‘Yeah – obviously. With this thought he laid himself down and went to sleep. Harry smiled weakly and gulped. and as George’s hand made a movement Harry almost bucked his hips.but this? Whoa! His mind clouded over and as he felt the hand go faster and grasp more firmly onto him.he could give. “Devon also taught you to understand what fear is and when you can feel it. He was being lead into a conversation by Ron and Hermione and for the love of Merlin he couldn’t concentrate His mind was fogging over. and as he quietly said the unlocking charm with his hand it opened. his head still resting on Devon’s chest as he eased himself into a soft dreamless sleep. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends.you know I’m not that stupid . smiling slightly when strong arms wrapped around him and then pulled him closer.” grunted the voice of his cousin. and couldn’t help but wonder if this was what it was like to crawl into bed with ones parents when one was scared. and as he poked his head in. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again.” Harry did as he was told and slipped under the covers. Harry swallowed and did as he was told. that sounded wide awake. There’s so many creatures scuttling around and I just – I don’t like it. a twenty-eight year old wizard. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. He knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep. “No. “You can sleep with me till you leave for Hogwarts. “Do you want to talk about it?” Devon murmured in soft-tones that he only ever used around Harry. he peered through the darkness to see Devon sat up in bed with his wand out and then a dim light filled the room. He smiled and shuffled down a little more. He tip-toed over to the large queen size bed and he heard the shuffling and saw in the vague moon light that Devon had pulled back the covers. Notes: Thanks to Terri for editing. “It’s this house.” He murmured after a minute. secure and safe. Harry bit his lip.only the blood of a Potter can unlock my door. warm. his arm around Harry’s shoulders now and his fingers rubbing soothing circles on the top of his arm.Fallen from a time where all was lost. He becomes Devon Evander Potter. or the sense it gives off.” He murmured softly and Harry nodded. Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason Summary: AU: Slash. “I just – I don’t like the feel of it.Grunts and snorts could be heard from old ugly portraits and every now and then a bang would go off downstairs as if someone was hitting themselves against something that was aluminium. In doing so. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed.” Devon replied quietly. and Devon had demanded he wake him up when ever he had an occasional dream. “Put the lock back in place . “Get in. . it was my fault – I forgot to do the exercises again and I was just too tired. As he climbed a half a flight of steps he got to a bedroom that he knew was Devon’s he could feel Devon’s magic. Harry shook his head almost immediately though. “Get in here and shut the door.” He said again and then pulled him a little closer. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. he felt like such a priss doing this.” “Don’t worry about it kid.” He whispered back and then he snuggled down and rested his head on Devon’s chest. as far as he was concerned. He hated this house. He knew that that was the whole point. he couldn’t help but get a little worried at what else would change. Of course. . He glared straight at the wall in front of him and shook his head. He knew exactly where he was going to stay. His husband and his children were lost … and he was going to make sure that the same didn’t happen to Harry. to change things. he would be going to Hogwarts. It didn’t seem right to know what was going on with him sexually. he could see the sun had started to rise by now at least. But now that things were actually changing. the boy was like his son. He was confusing himself now with things that he already knew and accepted. How he had longed to throw his arms around Sirius’ neck when the animagus hugged his younger-self. there was only another day in which he would have to stay here before he disappeared again. He didn’t even think of Harry as his younger self much anymore. The George Weasley thing for one. He turned his attention back to the desk to which he was sat and then brushed a hand through his hair. It was still quite dark out but when he looked. He read over the last few sentences that he had written but then gave up with trying to concentrate and silently put the quill back down. small things that he never expected to happen. but nobody else knew that. It wasn’t a pleasant sight at all. and the only other person who knew of this place was Voldemort – but he would soon forget. Yes. But – things were changing. He hated being here with everyone he had ever loved – but unable to go to them to talk or even to embrace. and what children he would have. Especially considering he knew exactly who he was going to end up marrying.Chapter Seven Devon sighed as he glanced over to the bed where his cousin was still fast asleep. Thankfully though. How was he going to be able to stand back and watch Harry have the life that had been denied to him? How was he going to be able to watch his son and his love together? Except… it wasn’t his love anymore. as in he didn’t know if he was physically capable. And yet George Weasley had rubbed Harry to completion this afternoon. He glanced at the one window that his bedroom had been gifted with and found himself looking out over a dark and deserted little square. he and the twins had flirted occasionally in the past – or future whichever way you look at it – but they had never actually gone beyond that. It didn’t help that whenever he saw somebody in this world – his mind immediately supplied a picture of how they had last looked when Voldemort was finished with them. He placed down several concealment and security charms around his journal so that nobody had a chance of breaking through them and then added a locking charm for good measure. It was Harry’s. He felt a little uncomfortable even thinking about that actually. He didn’t know whether he would actually be able to do this. “Neither. which is understandable.He pulled away from his thoughts with yet another weary sigh and then pushed himself to his feet. He unlocked the bedroom door silently and then slid out onto the hall. he stood up and left the kitchen without a word before Molly Weasley came downstairs. He was rather surprised to see the light on though and when he stepped inside. “Devon! You’re up early – or is it late?” Remus asked cheerfully and Devon blinked at him indifferently. . watching the younger boy sleep and then shook his head with a sigh. I see.” He replied eventually as he crossed over to the sink. He felt – old and stretched.” Remus replied. automatically dodging all of the creaking floorboards and then down the hall towards the kitchen. Black and save another five years of verbal abuse from her. “So – what has you up at this late hour?” Remus asked again when it all fell silent again and Devon glanced up before he lifted a shoulder and let it drop gracefully. listening to it click behind him. It was eerie – and exactly as he remembered it.” Devon thought about refusing but then decided against it when he realised that his only other alternative was to go upstairs and lose himself in his thoughts again. He pulled out a chair and nodded his thanks as the glass was slid across the wooden surface towards him. tomorrow. “Well. but as soon as the sun rose. managing to shut out the largest part of his thoughts. still cheerful. join us. I don’t think he has made the connection yet that beds are meant to be slept in. Sirius here hasn’t been able to get a full nights sleep since before he went into Azkaban. the full moons coming up and the wolf is awake. He heard a noise behind him and then watched as Sirius summoned a glass lazily and then poured some of the Firewhiskey into it.” “Ah. He refused to look up at any of the three men as his thoughts tried to take over once again. Sirius Black and Severus Snape sat around the table. He stood over the bed for a minute. He didn’t know how long he stared there. He ignored the small talk that both Remus and Sirius tried to start and instead continued to stare into his drink. he would help them get rid of Mrs. he saw Remus Lupin. Even though he was living in constant Déja Vu here. “Nothing in particular.” He ignored the glare he received from this as he made an open point to not only start conversation. the wards went back up so that the only other person who could open that door was Harry himself. He moved down the stairs. And Severus – well. I’m just here for a glass of water and then I’ll be out of your way. staring down into their cups. For me. silently. “Here. With a wave of his hand. The only other sounds that he could hear in the house were the snores coming from the bedrooms he passed and the various creatures moving about. but to give across the most important information about himself and Sirius as a sign of trust. he couldn’t believe that he had ever been that small and naïve. As he sat there. Perhaps. he pulled up his mental walls tightly. “I wanted to thank you. “Mmm.” When Harry entered the bedroom he saw Ron. “HARRY! Where’ve you been?” asked Hermione.” Devon told him lightly.” Sirius voice startled him almost as much as the words did. “For…?” “For – standing up for Harry like that – and for giving him everything that I can’t. “Why were you there?” asked Hermione. looking straight at him.” he closed the door in both girls’ face and didn’t meet Ron’s eyes as he changed out of his clothes. Hermione and Ginny sat in there. “I was in Devon’s room. It’s half passed nine and I’m sick of hearing Molly going on about you. He ignored them for the most part in favour of staring down at the book. Devon blinked and then slowly turned to look up at him. curiously. The room didn’t look a thing like the rest of the rooms in which Harry had seen. “Harry!” Hissed Devon’s voice in his ear. and he wiped the sleep away from his eyes. They looked at him warily for a moment before Devon smirked.He settled down in the library with a book in his hand. “Through no fault of your own. before he shooed the girls out. At that moment he realized he was in Devon’s bed and glanced around him. just as Devon threw him a cloak. “Don’t get used to it.” --------Harry groaned as he felt someone shake him. Nodding Harry stretched and shivered. his expression softening. The teen suppressed an eye roll. Devon blinked at that once more. “Go on and get dressed. surprised when Sirius and Remus followed him in minutes later. gotta get up.” he fluttered his eyes open and felt the warmth of the blankets surrounding him.” Harry smiled and pushed the covers aside and rubbed the sleep from his eyes.” Sirius murmured again. muttering about Molly for kicking them out of the kitchen. “Devon?” he croaked.” Sirius and Remus looked at him with an equal look of surprise. I know. “None of your damn business. That had to have been the nicest thing Devon had ever said to any of them. “A little wandless work never hurt anyone. who had a look of worry on her face.” murmured Harry. with a dry voice. Come down to eat.” He replied and then decided to offer a little more reassurance for once. “C’mon kiddo. His green-eyes met a set of amber ones. . “I have said many times that I will take Harry away form here if things do not change – but I would never keep him from you two unless that is his express wish. he couldn’t concentrate enough to read it though. He cares greatly for you both. “Dad’s too scared of mum. when George leaned over. The two then got into a conversation about Quidditch.” he smirked. and hopefully he would figure it out later. This Ron was much more welcome than the one that he had fought with the year before. as he remembered what happened yesterday. Harry just watched and shook his head. hardly allowing the teen out of his sight. “You’re lucky -” He grunted. He felt a presence of someone behind him and glanced over his shoulders and his eyes lit up when he seen his godfather standing there. Harry even jumped in with Ron and Hermione and the rest of the Weasley’s to clean the drapes of doxies upstairs in the drawling room. as he walked out with Harry. “I may be able to come see you this year -” He leaned over and whispered to Harry in his ear.’ Harry bit back a smile as he sat next to Sirius and across from his cousin. “I really don’t think Devon’s scared of anything.” Ron stood and stretched. “We’re testing new products and we think Doxy venom would be a good ingredient. How could George act so austere about things? Maybe . even though Devon told him he did not have too. and talking about how deadpanned his mother was about how Devon had stood up for him. “I can sort of tell. Harry wondered if he could play and he sent a message to Devon who gave what seemed like an mental indignant noise. Sirius started talking to the youth about Quidditch and asking him if he was ready to get back out there on his Firebolt. ‘except losing everyone again.’ his mind then said intimately. “Devon told me that he may be able to help me. Ron quickly got the other side before anyone else.” . Fred and George were in there and stuffing their pockets with the eggs and stunned doxies. and Ron was talking about how the keeper position was open this year. “I’ve been cleaning all morning! I didn’t have a guard dog. The boy’s hairs stood up on the back of his neck. Harry couldn’t wait to get back to the game. having been buddy deprived for the last two months with nothing but two girls and a set of twins to keep him entertained – which did not entice him too well. Nodding.” Muttered Harry.” whispered George into Harry’s ear.” Ron responded. That had been a miserable time for the young Gryffindor.The teen in question was flipping through his cards. whichever it was he wasn’t sure. “Need help? I know this is tedious -” “It’s fine!” Harry said from behind his muzzle.that was just how things were. Ron pretty much spent all his time with Harry. ‘Of course you can! I don’t want you to stop being a kid even if you do have to kick arse. and how he wished that someone would do that for him. Grinning, Harry nodded, “You like Devon?” Sirius tilted his head and pressed his hands against Harry’s shoulders and squeezed them, “You know - I do.” He said, honestly. “He’s given you what I can’t.” he said, softly, a look of guilt flashed through his grey eyes. Harry blinked and shook his head, and grabbed his godfather’s hand; he pulled away from the curtain and threw the cleaner in the bucket, and then his gloves. “I’ll be back Mrs. Weasley.” Harry said, and didn’t give the woman a chance to protest. Harry took off the muzzle and walked out with Sirius being lead behind. “Where we going?” he asked, befuddled by Harry’s brisk movements. “Going to talk, dear Godfather.” He said, as they got to Sirius’ mother’s room. When they entered, Buckbeak was gnawing on a few rat bones, his beautiful orange eyes glinted at Harry and Sirius in recognition. After the bowing and formal greeting, Harry sat down on the large fluffy bed and ran his hands over the silvery white feathers. Sirius joined Harry on the bed and they faced each other. Then it got silent… “We haven’t been able to talk properly. You’re my godfather and there is nothing that’s gonna change that.” said Harry, as he thought about what could happen at the end of this year. “Just because Devon’s here, doesn’t mean I don’t need you.” Sirius smiled weakly, “I know - its just you’re so well taken care of now and - I kind of feel as if there’s no need for me.” Harry snorted, “Bullshit!” The animagus’ eyebrows shot upwards with surprise at his godson’s choice of words. “Pure bullshit!” Harry said standing and pacing, his hand ruffling Buckbeak every so often. “Do you realise that you were the only reason I was kept from getting locked up in my room and food sent through a cat flap all last year? Do you realise you probably saved my life?” He said, his face impassive, as his eyes blazed and sunk into his godfathers. “After what happened with Aunt Marge, I wouldn’t have been surprised if I had been beaten senseless until I couldn’t move or breathe. If it hadn’t been for your threat -” he shrugged. “I may not be walking around at the second. I might not even be alive at the moment. Not to mention what happened when Dudley choked on that damn toffee! Although, I thought it was funny, I hadn’t thought about what could possibly happen that following year had it not been for you! You may not know it, but you’ve done a lot for me even if you haven’t been there personally.” Harry couldn’t hide the emotions like Devon had taught him. He was just too emotional of a person, and he hadn’t been shaped like Devon had. His time to be cold and heartless hadn’t come and possibly may never reside in his young body. He swallowed, “Sirius, don’t ever think I’m going to just - up and forget about you.” Harry threw his hands up, “I’d do anything in this world for you, and you had better know that.” Harry’s voice was fierce at the end, leaving Sirius sitting there speechless, his mouth open, while he hung onto every word Harry said. Smiling softly, Sirius held open his arms. Harry didn’t hesitate and went to his godfather wrapping his arms around the man’s neck, and buried his face into his neck. He could have sworn he heard Sirius sniff very discreetly in his ear. “I love you Sirius, and nothing will change that.” Sirius chuckled, “I love you too, kiddo. You know - after Azkaban, I think it’s - made me a little cuckoo.” He admitted, as Harry chuckled, and backed up slightly but only to feel Sirius’ hold and fell into the man’s lap. “Are we good?” asked Harry. Laughing aloud Sirius nodded, “More than good.” Harry noticed the mischievous look in his godfather’s eyes and gulped, “Wha -” but he didn’t have a chance to finish for he was now doubling over in his godfather’s hands which were clutching his sides and tickling him mercilessly. Harry laughed until he started giggling as he kicked out from under Sirius who held him, with a smile and glitter flashing through his eyes. “What have you got to say now?” Harry coughed and wiggled, “SIRIUS! Pleeeeassse.” Harry begged, just as Sirius let up with a clap and a ‘wahoo’ noise. “Awe, since you said please - what’s a man to do?” Harry just chuckled and moved his head slightly his head against his godfather’s pillow. “That’s better.” He said, rubbing his ribs gingerly. The two were talking about the new year and what would happen when there was a tap at the door. “It’s Remus.” “C’min Moony!” barked Sirius cheerfully. The door clicked and Remus entered, he had a smile on his handsome face. His golden brown hair looked much different. “Whoa! Moony, whatchya do?” asked Sirius playfully raising his eyebrows up and down. The werewolf blushed slightly in the cheeks. “Tonks.” was all he said as he sat down with a huff. “Looks good.” commented Harry. Remus smiled, “Well, if you approve of it, then I guess it can’t be too bad. Even Devon commented.” Chuckling Harry nodded, “Yes, Devon’s all about appearances.” He realized he may have said too much at that point, when the two stared at him curiously. Harry quickly changed the subject from Devon to school. “Are you going to come too and see me play?” asked Harry remembering his third year when Remus was surreptitiously watching from the stands. It had felt good to know that Remus had been discreetly cheering him on. He had never got close to the werewolf. Circumstances wouldn’t allow it. But now, he’d like to get to know the former Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. The one who had helped him survive against the dementors. Remus smiled and sat himself on the other side of Harry, who ended up between them, yet Harry was laying down, so he lifted his head and placed it on Remus’ knee who blinked with mild surprise at Harry’s affectionate movement, but didn’t even think of moving it. “Would you like me too?” Harry scoffed, “No, I want Lord Voldemort and his group of buddies to come.” Remus and Sirius laughed out loud at Harry’s sarcasm, “I see you’re developing your cousin’s sarcasm.” Smiling, Harry glanced upside down at Remus, “You do know, that you’re one of dad’s best friends, which makes you more than my best friend.” He grinned, as Remus ruffled the boy’s long black hair. “Of course it does. Do you want it to mean more?” Harry just stared at him, green eyes penetrating a set of beautiful amber ones. He felt Sirius’ hand massaging his knee affectionately. Harry could almost feel the smile coming from his godfather. “Of course, I wouldn’t have it any other way.” said Harry with a warm smile on his face. Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason Summary: AU: Slash.Fallen from a time where all was lost, one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. He becomes Devon Evander Potter, a twenty-eight year old wizard, who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. In doing so, he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends, and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. A note from Angry Butterfly, the editor: I’ve been editing for a while and I’ve edited most of RoxieSnape’s works, and most of LadyTreasons newest things. I just thought I would take this opportunity to RUB IT IN YO FACE! I get to see their stories before yooou! And I get to rewrite stuff, and fix mistakes – and there’s been some stupid ones. I’ve saved you from the worst of the worst, believe me. So. Um. Yeah. That’s about it. Becca: Lol, well she wanted to leave a note and there you have it. Most of you will be happy to know that I’m completely caught up with my English work and so the updates should be back to normal now. I have to admit that on this one I procrastinated. I’ve had the edited chapter for a few days, but I needed to edit out one of the scenes on the train. As soon as TSS is back up, Roxie will post the NC17 version there. Now, some questions that I’ve tried not to answer because I wanted it to be a surprise … what can I say? It gets annoying after a while. No, this is NOT a Harry/George or a Harry/Fred/George pairing. They’re just experimenting, nothing more. This is YOUNG Harry/Severus and Devon himself finds a new mate or two as well. Sorry, but that was the idea right from the beginning, and as the first story has been completed, we’re not willing to consider changing it. Snarry is our favourite pairing anyway :P I think the main problem that’s going to be with updating now is time differences. The beautiful Terri there lives in Australia and so she’s not usually on until 6-7 in the morning. Sometimes, well most of the times I’m still awake then anyway cos I don’t usually go to bed until around 12 in the afternoon, but there are times when I’m not and that means I don’t get anything edited and you don’t get an update. I could go back to editing myself, I suppose, if you lot think you can put up with the mistakes I miss. That’s all for now anyway, hope you like this chapter and because it’s my fault you’ve waited so long, I’ll try to update tomorrow too. Chapter Eight September 1st was an absolutely hectic morning, for one the Weasley twins knocked Ginny down a flight of steps, and had it not been for Devon catching her on her way down, she would have a big purple bruise on her attractive face. Mrs. Weasley could be heard hollering over the most annoying shrill of Mrs. Black. Harry gave them a sympathetic look before entering the kitchen to see an agitated Devon. He was buttering several biscuits and putting blueberry jam over them before folding them and handing them wordlessly to Harry. “Can’t you get that dumb thing down?” Harry winced as he heard the shrills and the cursing. Devon glanced up over the boy’s head and nodded, “I will before I leave.” he said licking his fingers of the blueberry jam. Sirius, who had been in a mild daze, watching the man put his fingers to his lips, spoke, “I doubt you’ll have much success.” he said, clearing his throat. Devon lifted an eyebrow and shrugged elegantly. “Don’t worry, I will.” Before everyone left, Devon whispered that he would be in touch some way just after the feast. Harry nodded, and asked if he was coming to Kings Cross. Devon almost said no when he noticed the look and remembered the lonesome feeling he had in the pit of his stomach when he was fifteen. “Of course!” His arm went around Harry affectionately and used his wand to lift the trunks up as Fred and George scoffed, “Why can he use magic and we can’t?” asked George indignantly. Mrs. Weasley growled, “I’m not his mother and he knows how to use magic properly!” Devon who rolled his eyes, walked passed the flaming red heads, with Harry. “We’ll be waiting outside -” Mrs. Weasley’s eyes went wide; “You can’t just go outside and wait. Anyone could be out there.” Devon gave her an impassive look, “No one is outside except Tonks who is looking mighty ugly with a grey old lady look.” he smirked at the surprised look in everyone’s eyes before he steered Harry out into the corridor, where Remus was frantically shutting the portrait up. “Walk with us, Moony?” asked Harry hopefully. Remus smiled at the nickname and looked hopefully at Devon just as a big black dog came bounding through and jumped at Harry. Devon spared a smile, as Harry snickered and ruffled the dogs black mane. The older Potter nodded to Remus, before they walked out silently into the warm, sunlit, deserted streets. As soon as they walked off the porch of number 12, it disappeared. Devon ignored the rants a few moments later from Mad-Eye Moody, not even batting an eyelash as he nudged Harry into the car. As Devon slid in next to him Sirius jumped up in Devon’s lap causing the man to grunt and nod, he was fighting a laugh and instead insisted on a smile as he mussed up Sirius’ head. Remus noticed this slight movement of affection and spared a soft smile. Harry was ruffling Sirius’ black head and soon pressed his head against the dogs. “Don’t get fleas.” murmured Devon in a teasing voice. Sirius growled playfully, and bared his teeth. Devon met the dog’s eyes levelly and the two had a staring contest and ignored everyone the whole way to Kings Cross. Even Ron’s muttering about how his mother had flown the coop. Several people could only nod in agreement. When Harry got on the train, he stared out the window at the family he had… literally. They were watching, smiling and waving, just like Mrs. Weasley did to her children. It was nice. He laughed out loud when ‘Padfoot’ jumped up and pressed his paws against the window. Harry opened the window and ruffled the dog’s hair, “See ya, Padfoot!” He laughed as Devon rolled his eyes, but Harry could see the laughter behind the impassive look. Harry waited till he couldn’t see anyone before turning around seeing Hermione cross her arms. “Prefect compartment.” she said, looking thoroughly annoyed. “What’s gotten into you?” asked Harry, as he reluctantly took out his pin and put it through his robes. He had forgotten all about this thing. That was where they saw Pansy Parkinson and Draco Malfoy acting as if they owned the place. especially when it started to get boring.” She gasped realizing that she had. as she blushed and shook her head. “It’s just. “Hmm?” he asked. let’s get going and stop talking about who got what unless you’re questioning our Headmaster’s decision.” he was practically giggling at the idea as he patted him on the back and walked away to find a seat. “I. But he . Harry didn’t even pay them any attention as he walked passed and stepped over Draco’s foot which had been pulled out hoping to trip the boy-who-lived. her raven black hair falling to her shoulders.” she said timidly. Harry smiled and followed Hermione to the prefect compartment. It wouldn’t go away just because he realized he liked guys. He didn’t trust them as far as he could throw them. “Anyway. who was holding his side. He still had a slight twinge in his stomach. You. Harry sat next to her and another boy .” “I never asked for it. “Nothing-” she quipped. Maybe after speaking with Devon. He was giving Harry odd looks. “Uhm. refused. “This seat taken?” he asked.I loved that. Harry arched an eyebrow. how she did nothing but cry and bawl when ever she was in the vicinity of him. done just that and walked off quickly leaving a chuckling Ron. “Go ahead.” Harry shrugged. It was a lot different than the regular compartments. I worked so hard to get this position.a sock in her mouth.” she sniffed. who was staring at him. which wasn’t very far. indeed.” Hermione shook her head. taking in the comfortable mix of Hogwarts colours. especially since Pansy and Draco were so close to the chest. As Harry sat there. even though Ron had no idea he was suppose to end up with it in the first place.you never told me you got your badge. and he knew that the crush was still there. “I never thought about it.put. and saw Cho sitting there.” said Harry plainly. He stared around him. “I can’t believe you Harry. In all honesty he liked both. remembering what Devon had told him about Cho. Hermione was on the other side of the compartment next to the Head Girl which happened to be the seventh year Gryffindor Loreli Gangral. Harry. he tried to listen to the Head Boy and Girl but it was hard. an attractive red-head.He remembered Devon telling him he wouldn’t get Prefect. Dumbledore realized that Harry could handle more than people gave him credit for.Harry. This one had several small ice chests and people were pulling butterbeer out of them and passing it around. however. and scooted down slightly. This was new and he knew he had taken it out from under his best friend’s nose. He ran his fingers through his hair and his eyes fell on Cho.he had no idea who it was. He walked over. ” he said just as the Head Girl and Boy ended the meeting. as she traced an outline in a teen magazine.you and I could. Some were giving him either frightened looks or interested.I was wondering. Harry Potter. Ron was giving her wary looks while Neville just stared at her agape. She leaned over and started going on about it. “I’d like that. “Luna ‘Loony’ Lovegood.was assured by Devon that his crush would go away. But he smiled at her amusing attitude. What is it?” he asked.maybe. She looked up mildly surprised. Harry arched an eyebrow. you have got to let me have this piece.” she said.get together and talk or something -” Her cheeks were deeply flushed now and her dark eyes were downcast and staring at her Quidditch pin. holding out his hand. “I see. “But I daresay I have no idea who you are?” He flashed as smile causing Luna to look visibly surprised. Ginny just smiled. “Hello. and another girl. He just leaned back and watched offhandedly. She had a willowy figure and had her wand stuck behind her ear. lowering the magazine onto her lap that she had been reading upside down. After a browse around the train. as she slowly came back down from the cloud she had been stuck on. . Hermione was giving her looks of pure disgust.” suggested Harry with more confidence. offhandedly. “You know who I am. not just the Slytherins either. just act on it and play it out. trying not to laugh at the furtive looks he was getting from the other students. I like that.” said Harry plopping down next to her. “Amy after my mother. since the Daily Prophet had fed them so many lies and then turned around and apologized. “Oh my god! Luna. “Great. Harry interestedly looked over the magazine and started laughing so much he nearly fell out of his chair when he read about Sirius Black being a famous musician. “Uh yeah!” she smiled weakly and nodded furiously. Her wavy blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders and her eyes were a medium green. This girl was odd in ways that Harry could not describe.” she said sitting up and grasping her hands against the seat. “I. and then asked her about the Quibbler. how are you?” she asked. “Maybe we could go to Hogsmeade sometime.” she said impassively as Ginny and Neville flinched. in an excited tone. amused. Half past one they found Ron sitting with Ginny. Neville.” said Harry wiping his eyes.” He said. was what he was told. “I don’t think Loony is your middle name. and laughing when Hermione had a problem stopping a sixth year Ravenclaw from doing magic.if. Luna glanced up and smiled. Here.” she said to Harry. and nodded before reading the words on the pages. as Hermione and Ron looked aghast at his casual conversation with the odd Ravenclaw. A bar of yellow soap on a rope that had pop bottle caps on it. “Yes. Harry was sure that George had something up his sleeve. Hermione just arched an eyebrow upwards. He sniffed it. as Luna glanced over and then whispered only for him. Ron was giving his brother disgusted looks as Neville looked interested in the new products. they must be prepared for everything.that the other night was not just… a one time thing. “Why do you have all those items in your bag?” she asked.’ The rest of the train ride was uneventful… but Harry had no idea that it would be interesting… none of the annoying Slytherin’s came by and no one but the witch bothered them except for Seamus who gave Harry a cold look before walking out. as If he had asked the question. “Here you go! If you want a subscription just tell me and I’ll have an owl sent to you tomorrow.” Harry nodded.” she said. “Mm… sunflowers?” he asked. “You know. “What do they do?” he asked. He smiled. settling into his seat and opening it before Luna reached over and took her stuff but not before turning the Quibbler upside down. Fred and George came into the compartment and that’s when things… the uneventful turned into very eventful. “Of course! You can have it. before turning back to Harry. and every so often the twin would reach over with his arm around the teen and ask him what he was doing and what he was reading. Harry gripped the magazine and gritted his teeth. His hand had curved round Harry’s back sneakily and was trying to slide down his pants. picking up a purple candy stick.” . eyeing it with mild disdain. Ron was murmuring something about ‘nutters in the school. they make you sick as a dog but once you eat the orange end they make you feel all better again. as she handed him a bag of kitty litter and then a shoe string with a rubber mouse on the end.” she grabbed her bag and reached into it and pulled out all sorts of gadgets handing them to Harry who looked each over.” He said. George sat down next to Harry… almost too close.” said George.” “Thanks for the assessment.Luna grinned widely. With that she gave Crookshanks two affectionate strokes before pulling out another magazine and handed it to him. He tried not to shiver or gulp as he thought of this. leaving Harry to shrug impassively. “You have a hand down your pants. Crookshanks came bounding over and swatted at it. I have an extra. who was now leaning in ‘way’ to close. my favourite. when one has a kitty. “Send me one. “Those are the Puking Pastils. This caused George to grin as his hand went down and squeezed against the tent in Harry’s jeans.uhm.” He cleared his throat. knowing what was to come.how’s the joke shop?” he asked. “Hey Harry. “Uhm.“You’re welcome. He knew what she was doing. That’s when George took the advantage and slipped his hand all the way down his loose fitting jeans and passed his boxers.” said Fred.you shouldn’t-” “Don’t tell me what to do. George. The Gryffindor seeker shuddered.” Harry said passively as he nodded to everyone. . “Hey Harry-” George said. Harry was startled by the movement and tensed. Hermione gave them a suspicious look. “Harry. “So . There were two identical smirks and then George moved in and grabbed Harry and pulled the teen to him. “Big boy now.Katie maybe… or… G. rubbing his throat as Luna smiled vaguely. Ron and Hermione were just looking oddly while Ginny smiled endearingly at her friend.. causing him to gulp. speaking for his brother. “George and I need to talk to you privately about an investment.” she opened the blanket and placed it over him. and licked the boy’s lips seductively. who d’you think will get captain this year?” asked Ron. His manhood was much harder now and it wasn’t easy to hide. “Looks like you’re cold Harry. As the boys took him to a free compartment. hands falling out of his pockets. He wasn’t surprised when George’s lips captured his own while Fred moved up behind Harry. impassively. as he instinctively wiggled with the blanket over him.” he said. “Sorry frog in the throat. “Be right back. The teenager gulped. Harry suppressed a shudder as he realized just how good the touch felt and worried his lip as he stared at the Quibbler. George’s hand moved from the boy’s pants and stood quickly. Harry felt his stomach flip and wondered what the two identical twins had up there sleeves.” he was lead out with the twins on each side of him. Harry shoved his hands in his pockets trying not to feel uncomfortable. “Thanks Luna. His hand curved around the soft flesh and squeezed playfully then his middle finger teasingly went up the middle between his cheeks.” She smiled and dug through her bag. “Uh. gorgeous.w… well…” his mind was being wiped.” he said. she wasn’t stupid. Harry had to wait till he could push his erection down before putting the magazine aside and standing up and handing the blanket back to Luna. Hermione.” he hissed. pressing himself and his hands against Harry’s backside. “Eh?” asked Harry trying not to breathe deeply. “Relax.” whispered Fred into Harry’s ear. ” whispered George. his eyes were glinting. The kiss was harsh and longing. but with lust and not mischief. his fingers caressing the teenage boy’s cheek. he was lost. but when that hand pressed against his groin again. “Thanks. allowing his hand to touch George’s chest. He nodded and took it off her before he flushed a little under those knowing eyes.” Fred gently squeezed Harry whose swallowing was getting harder. Harry allowed his emerald eyes to close for a minute as he tried to regain the breath he had just lost.” he recited his cousin softly. I think they’re called. Harry shivered against Fred. “Some winged creatures that you can only see if you’ve seen death. Luna. he’d twitch every so often as he recalled what had happened. before curling his tips under his chin. Fred was behind him. Luna leaned over and patted him on the head. “What are you looking at?” she asked. “For the past two years ” “You’ve been turning us on -” finished George.” When he got off the train. His mind was spinning in circles. he then crushed his lips against the surprised Gryffindor’s mouth. Swallowing hard.” “I wondered what made the carriages go up. you’ve been so delectable… for so long. Harry sighed softly and pushed his head out of the way. He turned and stared at her. pressing into Harry as Ginny came up to them. his lips parting as his fingers grazed Harry’s toned stomach.” whispered Luna. “Thestrals. “I wish I could see. “You see. The rest of the ride passed by as Harry stared out the window. allowing the twin’s tongue to run across it. handing him the bottle as he smiled. ‘What were these boy’s doing?’ First George… and now both… should he be flattered or intimidated? “That charming little smile.“We’ve wanted to get you alone for so long. “Beautiful aren’t they? Melancholy gorgeous. The boy behind him grinned and pressed his lips against Harry’s ear. They looked like horses with a long black mane.” whispered George.a beautiful boy like yourself ought to be taken care of-” Fred kissed Harry’s neck. his eyes went over to the carriages that had odd winged looking creatures that were black and had scales. “You Ok? Want some of my pumpkin juice?” she offered. frowning. “With those glittery eyes.” said Hermione.” . “Mmmm . raking his hands through his silky sable black-hair. and after a few seconds Harry kissed back.” George pouted his lips and traced his finger over Harry’s lip. It had been so satisfying to do it before … but damn the woman could scream! Already he had tried two useless curses that hadn’t so much as budged her – and all she did in response was laugh and taunt him. . “Better hope you don’t. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. staring around her with a flabby smile. but he couldn’t just use it straight away without bringing unnecessary questions. He knew exactly which curse would bring the old bitch down. thinking that he hadn’t even noticed them.Fallen from a time where all was lost. of course. no he had to be on his own. The Feast was like it usually was. He was getting tired of that now and he wanted to get going. a twenty-eight year old wizard. no longer feeling embarrassed. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. waiting to see him again. his own time.Harry and Luna simultaneously glared at the girl. Instead he offered a small grin and tried not to remember right there what it tasted like to suck the redheads. Chapter Nine “Filthy half-breeds! Mangy mutts! Goddamn bent filthy faggots! Scum! Filth! Freaks! Piss off out of my house!” Devon ignored the words sprayed at him as he stood in front of the portrait with his head tilted to the side slightly. with a delicate smile on his face. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. Her eyes had a look in them that made Harry cringe. Remus and Sirius were watching what they thought was unobtrusively from the kitchen doorway. He didn’t want to have an accident now did he? Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason Summary: AU: Slash. Harry would be waiting up for him. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. In doing so. and how it felt to be sucked and to be touched in those places that he had hardly even thought about before. and he wasn’t going to be too late just because he had to put on a show for the last of the marauders. He wished someone like Devon was here to take care of this woman. He knew from what Calypso had said and what Devon had told him that this year might become difficult and she would be the sole reason for it. and as Harry expected.” Harry snapped testily before walking away and climbing into a carriage. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. It was almost insulting to go back to being underestimated by everyone when he had proved himself time and time again in his own world. Harry wondered what Devon was doing at this evening… just as George asked him to pass the potatoes. He ignored her when she stared at him. He becomes Devon Evander Potter. Umbridge was sitting up there with her buggy eyes. Harry just passed it to him. But. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” He watched as the portrait started to disintegrate from the edges. though. He blinked in complete disbelief for a minute. He knew the other wizard was interested now … he wasn’t about to give in. staggering. or mutter any warnings. “Well… I’ll be damned…” Remus murmured softly and Devon shrugged indifferently before he turned away to gather his things together. even as Sirius rotated his hips against him from behind while Remus pressed their groins together … and rubbed. “We apologise. “Where are you going? I mean… how are you going to be able to sneak us in to see Harry?” “You are still going to … aren’t you?” Sirius asked worriedly and Devon gritted his teeth together as he straightened up and smoothed his robes down. “What the fuck!” he gasped out. but we didn’t mean to startle you … think of it in way of a thank you. smiling as he raked his eyes openly over Devon’s form. Seriously. He was about to pull back but then Remus did this… thing… with his tongue and he felt himself melting slowly but surely. making sure that the incantation itself couldn’t be heard. He smirked coolly. Before he could walk away from the two marauders. He didn’t get a chance to say anything. Instead. He wasn’t sure this was such a . “Abscindo Pictura!” he whispered harshly. even though they still had lust burning in their eyes. as he was turned around. Jesus fucking Christ this was wrong on so many levels… … and as soon as he felt himself responding and heard Remus’ triumphant growl.He forced his expression into one of frustration for a minute and then allowed a smirk to flicker across his face as his eyes hardened. he pushed them both away forcefully. He felt arms close around him from behind too but remained tense as much as he could. especially when he felt an erection press against his arse. He lifted his wand once more and waited until he caught the eye of the fucking bitch before he spoke the words. And then lips crushed against his own. simply watching. A kiss was pressed to the side of his neck.” Remus murmured softly. panting harshly as he stared at them in surprise. and embarrassed. therefore he hardly noticed when Sirius and Remus came closer until they were stood directly behind him. he parted his lips and allowed his eyes to flicker closed momentarily as that tongue slipped straight into his mouth. a hand clamped down on his shoulder and he tensed immediately. Remus and Sirius at least had the grace to look sheepish. He watched as the smugness vanished from the bitches face to be replaced with disbelief … then that melted into a scream of what sounded like pure pain. the brown eyes of his own locked on the amber eyes of the werewolf. trying to pull himself together. A tongue flickered out and ran across his bottom lip and Devon considering just pushing him away and telling him where to go – but found that he couldn’t. That was one that he had made up after all. His body wouldn’t respond to the orders of his mind. He could see the amusement there before Remus closed his eyes and wound his arms around the back of Devon’s neck. holding his head in place. slowly eating its way to the middle and then the woman’s face was distorted as steam started to rise. and then he turned back to the last of the marauders with an arched eyebrow. a lot more than he had expected considering he had two hitchhikers along. He was about to say fuck off completely. He stayed in that room until the very last minute and then he took a deep breath. not even bothering to soften his tone. truly. It would never happen again. not far away that leads into the castle through a tunnel. pinching the bridge of his nose. “I will be staying at Hogwarts. He allowed himself to relax slightly then.” He said coldly. “If you’re not ready to leave in ten minutes. He locked the door behind him and then threw himself down into the chair at his desk. He sighed and rubbed his hand over his face wearily. I know of a little building. . he straightened up and then waved his hand casually. That would mean actually living with them. of course. waiting for him at the bottom of the stairs. unwrapping his own enchantments and drawing them back. “Nobody. He ignored the extra twist that grew in his stomach.” “Will you allow Sirius and I to stay there too? We could tell Dumbledore that we are returning back to your home. Good. and pulled the door open. He couldn’t let it all happen again though. and when he did so … the room seemed completely empty. he doesn’t know where that is and he knows we’ll be safe with Sirius out of the public eye. He tore down the wards slowly and carefully. but then saw the look of hope in Sirius’ eyes and felt himself back down slightly. and he wasn’t sure what to think about this latest development. stepped behind his cold mask. turning away from them. then I’m going without you.good idea now … could he do this after that? Could he really.” Devon clenched his jaw.” He slipped up the stairs then before they could say anything else and moved right on down to the bedroom he had been sleeping in. That is where I am going. Sirius and Remus? He had never looked at them with anything other than the adequate amount of feeling that one felt towards family – but now? Now. will know I am there. they had just been thanking him. packing what few things he had out. His eyes flickered over to the kitchen table when he saw a piece of folded up parchment there. There was a lot to do to the place where he was going to stay and apparently. his body was telling him differently and fuck but they could kiss! He sighed as he pushed all thoughts from his mind completely. Remus and Sirius were both. place himself in the same building? For Harry. even when he saw them both wince. He couldn’t force Sirius to stay in this house – especially when it was no longer necessary. as Remus had said. unused. Things were most certainly changing alright. When he was as pulled-together as he was going to get. surprisingly. shutting them behind a wall. yes. It was just a one-time thing. but Devon knew of one particular spot where the wards were weak enough to slip through … as was the outer fence. and he nodded his thanks. By the time the other two got over their shock. at the huge snake-like painting that was sprawled across the door. He placed three different charms over them. They walked for exactly two hours with Remus and Sirius both marvelling over the fact that they hadn’t met any creature on their journey.“Just telling Dumbledore that we’re safe and that we’re with you. and another was the Fidelius charm – making himself their secret keeper. There was a faint hissing back – and then the door opened with a loud creak. and simply stared back at him calmly. waiting for them to follow. Devon left the two marauders there still and stepped inside.” Remus offered with a shrug and Devon merely nodded and then turned away. You’ll see where we are going when we get there. He came to the door and hissed out softly. For their part. they came to what looked like a single story broken down old stone hut. Straight ahead were the gates to Hogwarts … but to the left was the end of the forbidden forest. waiting. under his breath. they said what needed to be said without question and then waited for him to tell them where they were going. years ago – or years in the future. The room was flat and the stones of the walls were chipping away. He could feel the magic rising as the hairs on the back of his neck stood up on end and he could almost hear the buzzing of Hogwarts herself lending him a hand. from what little you could see of them considering Ivy was most definitely dominant. He motioned for the other two to go first and watched as they climbed over before he followed afterwards. he stopped short and then turned to them with his wand out. he turned back to the place he had climbed over and then strengthened the wards as he had done once more. When he was in the forest as well. pulling out his wand to enlarge the whole building and then to clean it from top to bottom.” He said coolly and then he curled his fingers around both of their wrists and apparated them to Hogsmeade. and turned to the left. one to block their scent. He almost smiled at that but managed to stop himself and instead turned to face the two bewildered Gryffindors. Devon merely smirked inwardly and put his wand away when they approached their destination. one to get them past the wards undetected. Don’t say a word. He pressed his fingers to his lip and then. He didn’t say anything as he led them around the back of the forest for at least half a mile before they came to a part where the wall was crumbling. There . Finally. As soon as they were out of the house and past the wards. Remus and Sirius were just gawping at it in disbelief. he wasn’t in the mood to get into any arguments with the Centaurs today and so a little magic worked wonders to keep them away. Both Remus and Sirius gave him a booster. keeping his wand out. “Stay close to me. he was transfiguring furniture into more suitable and comfortable means. but Devon ignored them as he stepped forward and through a strong set of wards. He was rather surprised when neither of them so much as flinched. It was well warded. not bothering to point out that he didn’t need it. whichever way you want to look at it. She recognised him. headed straight for the heart of the forest. he wants you two to come as well. pausing to glance out the window at the rest of the forest. ‘Do you want me to come tonight.’ came the indignant reply and Devon smirked inwardly.” “How the hell do you know?” . still glancing around. “What is this place?” Sirius whispered. Now that we are inside the Hogwarts wards. a toilet. We can’t leave and come back in though. He rolled his eyes and pointed to the trap door. set off now. prepared for this.” he said and left it at that. ‘Do you want anyone else to come? Remus and Sirius are with me now…’ ‘Oh! Bring them please!’ Devon snorted at the excited tone that followed the mental wards and then turned to see that the two in question were staring at him as if he was mental. He carried on with his transfiguration for a while and when it was habitable enough so that they wouldn’t choke on dust while they slept – he contacted Harry. Harry’s just leaving the dormitory. a shower though both were thankfully curtained off by the time he had finished. “Covered in many wards. where Harry will be meeting us when we ask him to. ‘You still awake?’ ‘Of course.’ he repliedwithout hesitation. “Moony and me have been all over this forest – we’ve never seen it before. as I am sure you would have felt when you crossed them. “Perfectly safe. and he will not notice us. “Come on then. In the middle of the room. He had.” “How do you know about all of this…?” “… I read about it.” “It’s well protected. That would led down underground for half a mile and then across until it came to the Chamber of Secrets. we can do as we please short of go up to Dumbledore and poke him in the eye. knowing that neither Sirius nor Remus believed him – but they wouldn’t push. a fireplace.” Devon replied without pause. or wait until tomorrow?’ ‘Tonight? Please? I really want to speak to you about something…’ Harry murmured in reply and Devon blinked at that.was only one room that had three beds. Already? He had only been gone for the day! ‘Okay then I’ll be there soon. so I hope you didn’t forget anything. of course. there was a huge stone trap door. That trap door there leads to the chamber of secrets.” “Is it really safe for Harry to go down to the Chamber?” Sirius asked worriedly and Devon snorted softly. on the concrete floor. but then paused. There was a little corner sectioned off for a kitchen which had all the necessary appliances along with a fridge full of food. The kitchens and the common room were shared with all prefects from all houses and the bedrooms went off from that. . He glanced around the rather nice room that he was in and then rolled his eyes.” “So would a little common sense. and staring into the fireplace. and he had been waiting for Devon to call him since the end of the feast and had had to stop himself from calling him for hours. no one house paraded over the other and the common room was decorated for all four houses. “There. He cursed when he stepped out into the main common room. Could guess as to the tears in the boy’s eyes. one by one. I asked him if he wanted to create a link and he said yes. He wanted to talk to Devon about Fred and George – and perhaps Remus and Sirius would be able to help too. It was all neutral. revealing dark and narrow stone steps.” “A little warning would be nice. It was nearly midnight now. slipping back into his blank mask immediately. shutting the trap door behind him with a huge haul. He had a room all to himself now. Sirius yelped and Devon heard some shuffling. bathrooms and kitchens.“I helped fix his mental walls so that they were ready against Voldemort – when I did that. staying close to the shadows. and out onto the spiral stone staircase that went down to the common room. the three of them were surrounded completely by an almost suffocating darkness. He gestured for them to go through first and then followed closely behind.” He replied smoothly and then he leant down and heaved the huge stone door upwards. bedrooms.they had their own common room. let alone in the fifth year dormitory. awake. cancelling the wandless spell on the clock. watching as the flames flickered before shooting down between the other two’s heads and lit every one of the old and unused torches on the walls. He was fully dressed in his muggle clothes. and then pushed himself to his feet. Harry blinked at that and looked him over slowly. He smiled at the thought as he pulled his invisibility cloak out of his trunk and then slipped out of his bedroom. He swallowed back the first snapped comment that had clawed up his throat and merely met his gaze coolly. only to find Draco Malfoy sat up. seeing the weight of some decisions on the boys shoulder. “Potter!” the Slytherin hissed. A ball of fire grew in his hands and Devon blew on it gently. All of the prefects had their own rooms. --------Harry sat up from his bed and brushed his hand through his hair. having dismissed the Hogwarts uniform hours ago.” Devon retorted and then slid past the other two and led the way down the very steep steps. He was no longer in Gryffindor tower. of course. He shook his head and then slipped out from under the covers. He left the cloak off for now and carried on down silently. which most likely meant that Remus had managed to stop him from falling down the stairs. putting up the wards again behind him as he had been taught. As soon as it was shut firmly. He could guess as to what they were about. and they no longer stayed in their respective houses towers either . It was strange to be out at night without Ron or Hermione there with him but the strange eerie silence was seemed to be floating around was broken when he stepped into a girl’s bathroom on the second floor. right?” she asked in a stage whisper. knowing that Devon would wait if he got there first. “Ahh… yes. I don’t need to worry about the most beautiful of girls telling on me now. “Harry! You came back to see me! I always knew you would! Just like you promised all that time ago!” Harry winced. “Don’t worry. He hissed out the command in parseltongue and then stepped back as the entrance started to appear. Still he moved slowly and silently. I’ll be coming back tomorrow though. do I?” he asked smoothly. bracing himself. It did the job anyway. . Myrtle was crying in one of the toilets again. When she saw who it was. and he even managed to land on his feet. purposefully using the first name. I’ll be out of your hair in a minute. Draco stared at him for a minute in surprise and with a little anger. “Why are you here?” “I – need some time alone now. Bones of rats and Merlin knew what else crunched under his feet even as he lit his wand brightly and held it over his head.” “Where are you going?” The Slytherin asked with a touch of his usual arrogance. You’ve got the room to yourself. looking straight into those grey eyes. To think. Harry watched him for a minute and then slipped the invisibility cloak over his shoulders and moved towards the exit. turning to face her fully as the sinks finished aligning themselves to leave the huge gap. “Of course I will beautiful.“Draco. Harry smiled again and groaned inwardly even if he nodded. “Oh no! Nooo! I won’t tell! You’ll come and see me for longer tomorrow. dodging the huge length of Basilisk skin that he passed on the way. even though he knew it must look pained. she squealed even louder and smiled as widely as she could. Myrtle giggled and attempted to look shy. I’ve got to go now – but I promise I’ll come tomorrow.” “What are you thinking about that has you so upset?” Harry retorted softly. how’s my favourite girl?” he asked with what he hoped was a blinding smile. It was just as dark as he remembered it when he finally stopped sliding. “Who’s that? What are you doing?” Myrtle’s screeching voice appeared from the toilets and Harry sighed again before he turned to look at her. “Its past curfew now you know. He made a point not to look around as he moved forward down the tunnel towards the main chamber. They were on the third floor anyway and so it wasn’t too difficult to navigate his way down to the second floor without meeting anybody or anything on the way. He sighed as he realised that there was no escaping this and so he pulled the cloak off and stepped up towards the taps. resigned. So tell me. her voice echoing off the walls. So I’m going to be going down into the chamber a lot.” He said indifferently.” He replied and then quickly pushed himself into the hole and slid down the long nasty pipes before she could say anything else. but it’s only a quick visit mind. but then he nodded. watching as she floated through some walls. and turned away. was his cousin. It was hard to believe that it was a whole three years ago. Harry watched with confusion as Remus and Sirius came to stand either side of his older-self … and Devon tensed as soon as they were within reach. “Tomorrow. and kneeling next to it with his knife out and several glass jars. “So… what did you want to talk about?” Devon asked again. and so it keeps the body from decomposing for quite some time. watching Devon with clear distaste. “Because you need it. It looked and smelt exactly the same as it had when he first killed it. but for the life of him. and all three of them glanced up when they heard the door open. it pushed it all to the forefront of his mind and it could have been just yesterday.” “Why can’t you teach me?” “Because – I’m not terribly good at potions. him carrying Ginny back through all of this. He hadn’t been doing that before. stepping forward and looking down at the Basilisk. did you find any trouble?” Devon asked as he pushed himself up to his feet. Harry. I want you to tell him that you’ll just go and find somebody better than him to share an entire Basilisk with then. The dead basilisk was still there though. The huge statue of Salazar Slytherin was even lit up through the tunnels. for one thing. making the eyes seem like they are glowing. “Ah. Remus and Sirius were sat at the foot of the statue. I want you to ask for tutoring from him and when he laughs at you.” Devon replied indifferently. Harry eyed him and then looked at Devon in surprise. “Sirius managed to fall down the last six stone steps. I want you to go and see Snape after classes. He knew that his cousin must have an ulterior motive. He could even see. there were hundreds of torches around the hall that had been lit up. as you know. “Basilisk ingredients are priceless. gesturing him closer. He should think himself lucky that it wasn’t at the top and he missed at least 600 beforehand. it hadn’t even started to decompose yet. the door did just that. ‘Open. Just as he had three years ago. slowly. seeing all of this. “A Basilisk’s venom is most potent. coming down here now. He smiled wryly at the thought and then pushed on. in his minds eye.” “Why on earth would I want tutoring from him?” Harry asked with a wrinkled nose but Devon didn’t shift. arching an eyebrow when he saw his older-self was amused.’ He hissed again and watching as. The rocks were still piled up but there was a gap that he could slip through easily enough.” Devon replied evasively and both he and Harry knew that was a lie. The chamber was not how he remembered it though. he couldn’t think of what it could be. but still Harry agreed to do as he asked – reluctantly. Not . until he finally came to the huge doors with the snake locks. throwing the rag down now to look at him properly.He soon came to the part where Lockhart had tried to obliviate them and nearly knocked the whole thing down over their heads instead.” Devon replied and then looked at Harry pointedly. It had hardly changed. Harry. staggering and trying his best not to fall. wiping his hands on a piece of cloth as he turned away from the basilisk.” “I still can’t believe that you killed that thing when you were twelve!” Sirius muttered as he pushed himself to his feet and limped forward. You can get a lot of people to do anything you want for some of this. “Only Myrtle… What’re you doing?” Harry asked curiously. exchanging amused looks with Sirius.” He cringed and broke off altogether. “Well then little pup. and he found himself averting his eyes. “They – on the train-” “Ah. Sirius was enjoying this too much. Harry blushed again and shrugged. even as Sirius’ arms went around his shoulders and the older wizard laughed softly.” He added and then sent.” “Stuff?” Devon asked.” Harry replied and then sighed. “They – ahh – touched me there with their mouths and then they – with their fingers and their tongue. “Do you like boys like that?” Sirius asked again.’ Oh. to give him The Talk apparently. giving it up as a bad job. what did they do?” “Umm… well … they kissed me and… stuff. and eventually Devon shrugged slightly. his voice muffled. “Err… yeah… and girls. A part of him was amused by it.” He replied eventually. while Devon just frowned slightly. Its not that I don’t like it – it’s just that it’s all new to me and it’s … weird. thinking that if anybody needed someone. he let it drop for now as he felt a blush creep up into his cheeks once more. That frown was all Harry needed to know … this was another one of those changes. It was too weird to even think about. He allowed Sirius to lead him away slightly.with Remus and Sirius anyway. Harry blinked and tried to imagine how he would feel if his godfather and his somewhat uncle kissed him. He could see the werewolf talking. used to it by now. It was only when he had turned back to Sirius that he realised what his godfather wanted to talk to him about. as if he hadn’t noticed Devon’s unwavering stare. Still. ‘They kissed me. mentally.” Remus said with a smile. and he blushed brightly and stammered. still watching Devon with confusion – Devon who was watching Sirius’ every move and every touch very carefully. “They – ahh – they said that they’d wanted me for two years. then it was his cousin – but the rest of him was just completely stunned and for the life of him he couldn’t picture it. Both of them. to Devon ‘What's up with you and Sirius?’ He felt his cousin’s sharp eyes on him but he returned the stare unflinchingly. pulling himself back together. trying to get out of it. “Fred and George. but Devon remained unmoving and he didn’t make any reply. and instead watched as Remus turned to Devon as soon as they were away. “Did you like it?” his godfather asked and Harry nodded quickly. Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason . idly amused. The night was almost perfect as the sky was clear of clouds. . There'll be another Assassin update too soon for any interested. Snape had.Summary: AU: Slash. It was … beautiful. of course. Three quarters to be precise. it would be prudent to watch the elder Malfoy’s too. it was something that neither the werewolf nor Sirius had thought about. Needless to say. One thing hadn’t changed though – Umbridge had found away to get Harry in detention on the very first day back. so openly – it was enough to tug at his closed heart. did his homework straight after. but according to Harry. and thanks to Terri for editing. scratching in a few more lines before he sat back and read over it. made sure to do his exercises each morning and then spent four hours a night down in the Chamber with Devon. Harry had done as he had asked. but from what he had heard of the urgent whispering the night before. He sighed again and finished the last sentence before he put the quill down and shut his journal. The slip up was unlike them. The moon was almost full. he closed his eyes and sighed. It wasn’t how it had been before though. Draco was considering it now. nearly done now though. Chapter Ten Devon stared out of the one window that the little stone cottage had in favour of watching the moon up through a break in the trees. Now. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. the tutoring started that very first day back and Harry had taken Severus down to the chamber yesterday. Perhaps. They looked peaceful and happy together. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. a gentle breeze brushed through the trees. and the next Corvus should be posted sometime in the next hour. Remus should start taking his Wolfsbane Potion. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. all of you.Fallen from a time where all was lost. trying to remember how it felt. I've been trying to get Corvus IV posted before I put this up in the regular updating that that one is in. he glanced at the two men sleeping in each others arms and then just stared. a twenty-eight year old wizard. and everything was running smoothly. He didn’t see the amber eyes on him as he placed his journal in the draw of the single shitty little desk that he had transfigured and locked it up soundly. There was a time when he had been wrapped up nicely in someone’s arms. attempted to laugh him out of the room – but Harry had said exactly what Devon had told him to about the basilisk. In two days. and he had gone to Snape requesting tutoring. He hadn’t found out about their relationship until Remus finally told him a month before Remus himself was killed. when he had the chance. no. He attended classes all day. When he turned around. seeing them together like that. He becomes Devon Evander Potter. she hadn’t given him a detention for apparently fighting with Draco Malfoy – something Harry insists that he hadn’t been doing anyway. after Voldemort had killed Narcissa. He sighed as he turned his gaze back down to his journal. His younger self was getting back into a schedule easy enough. Three days had passed now. but nothing too bitter or cold. In doing so. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. Draco and Lucius hadn’t switched sides until Devon’s sixth year in his world. Harry hadn’t stood up and shouted at her for calling him a liar. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. Thank you for reading. Notes: Sorry this took so long to update. but he didn’t necessarily want them there with him. He had been making this potion from his sixth year right up until he was twenty.trying to draw the feelings of safety and security that he could remember coming from them. unwilling perhaps to break his concentration. He was tired. But. resting it on a small metal frame.and now it would be Harry’s. unable to look at the casualness of their embrace and then cursed himself. and instead started to clear up his things. he set out everything he needed carefully and then got started. until such time as he could get Harry to bring some things with him. and he was sure that he had moved past that as much as he was going to. It had been lost to him for too long . crossing to the other side of the enlarged room to his trunk. it was no good. “Go to sleep. He smiled humourlessly at the thought as he enlarged a huge cauldron with a single wave of his hand. it was easier. Sirius and I will do this. “You haven’t slept all night. Sometimes. It was a difficult potion that required thorough and precise timing. He knew that much and yes it was time for him to try and get some sleep again. Neither man moved to get washed and dressed. No. He did know that the sun had been up for an hour before he finally had to step back and let the potion simmer. He loved it. thank you very much. Severus’ habits were hard to shake off. It was invigorating. “Do you ever sleep? I don’t think you have since you came to Grimmuald anyway…” Devon ignored that. Things that he didn’t go anywhere without now. Devon arched an eyebrow and then shrugged. every month without fail. He could definitely see why Severus loved his arts. go to sleep and fall back in his memories or stay awake now to be nagged at and to stare. and he always had. he wouldn’t let Harry lose him too. He watched it for a minute and then glanced around the room. wearing nothing but his boxers. and the satisfaction he always felt when it was completed perfectly was worth it. and unrolled a pouch full of many different ingredients and many different potions.” He replied wearily and lacking the usual iciness. He heard a shuffling of sheets and then a hand pressed on his own and he turned around abruptly to see Remus standing there.” Remus said again. He shut his mouth and swallowed the snapping retort as he forced his eyes to remain on the man’s face. challenging. He moved as silently as he could and pulled out several things from in his trunk.” Well he had two options. letting his hands take over and do it for him. his tone still soft. He rolled his eyes at himself and then turned away pointedly. “That’s the wolfsbane. He worried about nothing while he was working and didn’t even notice when two sets of eyes started to watch his every move silently from the bed. He concentrated intently as he worked into the early hours of the morning. When that was done. He made a makeshift fire on the stone floor and then settled the cauldron over the top of it. He turned away from them. “I don’t fancy being mauled by a forgetful werewolf. . It had been along time since he lost his love and his children. He hesitated for a minute but then shook his head and reached for two of the potions that were in his pouch.” Remus said quietly from where he still lay with Sirius’ arm flung around his waist. Conjuring the other equipment would have to do for now. starting to see the two marauders awake and watching. they had been placed there from a second party. both Sirius and Remus slipped out of the front door and sat down just inside the wards of the hut. Once everything was cleared away and the potion was finished completely. he was a bastard to everybody but only marginally less of a one to the two marauders yet there were times like tonight when he let a bit of his humanity show. Yet why did he react so stiffly and so abruptly? Why was he so afraid to let anybody get close to him? He sighed and glanced over at his lover. Remus sighed and stopped what he was doing for a minute to glance over to the bed.“Wake me up in three hours.” He said and then he ignored them as he crossed over to the second bed and waited until he felt their eyes move off him before he stripped down to his boxers and then slipped under the covers. just like Sirius was. Last night. a small frown marring his brow. He knew right then that Devon had to be his – had to be his mate. They wouldn’t wake him now. He didn’t know if he was asleep or not. The man was such a mystery that it was almost frustrating. drifting off now and then only to wake up and find him still moving. Those weren’t the scars of an accident. But that wasn’t going to be easy. They didn’t want to risk waking him yet and from what little they did know about him. even now when he was asleep. Both of them knew how to take a cauldron off the fire. they had only ever known one other person to be so neat and tidy in regards to potions. . if only in stages. he needed more sleep than three hours. Devon kept his scent masked at all times. Sirius felt it too. Remus had watched Devon for the most part of the night. For instance. and he was up at the school dreaming about teaching another group of ‘dunderheads’ how to use a knife. They could manage. With each piece of new information that they managed to draw out of him. He blamed his ‘softness’ and his thoughts on weariness … so he had better get some sleep. If you don’t the potion will be ruined. He necked back both potions without another word. and Remus had been there enough times to see what Severus did at the end of the potion. Devon had actually appeared to be human. It was almost unnatural to be that still and that silent. but he wasn’t moving an inch. then turned away from them and stared at the wall. At Grimmuald place. albeit a little weaker. the wolf in Remus had jolted awake. he felt the pull. only to see that Sirius was staring over at the bed as well. but apparently Devon hadn’t been anywhere near the Dark Lord or his Death Eaters – Voldemort didn’t even know of him. or what little there was of it. Yet the scars on the man’s back told a story of pain. He caught his lover’s eye and then gestured back to the cauldron. Who would do something like that? Remus’ first reaction would be Voldemort. The man had looked so lost and so alone last night that it nearly hurt. when Devon had released his magic like that in the meeting as he was standing up for Harry. it couldn’t be denied that Devon was attracted to them now – or at least a little starved for human contact. The three of them were meant to be together. Surprisingly. The man was so much like Severus. they figured that he would be a light sleeper … even when tired. he had a tight hold on it. most likely. more and more questions came. Remus and Sirius cleared up the ‘mess’ of the potions and ingredients. Already. She had been there after all. for a fortnight. they did so impulsively. They found out that Devon liked it. They wanted to know more about him. Gryffindor house were already in the minus points – but thankfully they didn’t blame Harry.” He murmured and then paused and held out his hand to his love. It was a beautiful day. Only now. and Harry suspected that it was damn near impossible to please her while he wore the famous lightening bolt scar on his forehead. It was all mind-boggling. No matter how silent he stayed whenever she was around. had witnessed how the woman treated him. Usually. Harry could see the start of . Angelina had been breathing down his neck about his not being able to be there for the quidditch keeper tryouts and Hermione was constantly harping in his ear about how prefects aren’t supposed to have so many detentions. Oh they had agreed to attempt it and see what they could find out from it – and they found out a lot. that he was aroused … but also that he was apparently afraid to get too close to anyone. knowing that Devon wouldn’t wake for quite some time yet. sitting down right next to Cornelius Fudge. a gentle breeze that was just perfect and a clear blue sky.When they had kissed him. Already. They wanted him. the trees sheltering them from the hot sun. When he was with Harry. see how far we are from the stream. nearly all of them. if they were right. Even Snape had started going easier on him in classes. she gave him a week’s detention for taking the piss out of her. He was still in his first week and already he was booked. She merely hero-worshiped Fudge. They didn’t bother to leave a note. every night. “I’m going to go for a walk Siri. More than once he thought that she might be a Death Eater. though whether that was because of the tutoring and the Basilisk. had distanced himself from them and it was frustrating to say the least. until he remembered what Devon had told him of her. It was really starting to get on his nerves. even the older years. He was an incredibly handsome man even if he wasn’t that friendly. They had meant to wait awhile before the kiss. courteous and downright respectfully. He rather suspected that it was down to the way Devon had made a fool of the minister and the ministry during the trial. he was powerful and there was obviously a lot more to him than met the eye. Shaking his head. he didn’t know. it was like he was a different person altogether. Remus stood up again and glanced out over the forest with yet another heavy sigh. but that just seemed like the perfect time. She was a hard woman to please. --------Harry hated Umbridge. or whether it was because he too had noticed how unreasonable the woman was being. to learn of his past and. There was seriously no question about it. he was being colder to them. If he tried his hardest to be polite. both Remus and Sirius liked a good mystery – but this one was seriously beginning to get on their nerves. that he was an excellent kisser. they wanted to know what his last lover had done to hurt him. still slightly cold and strict but friendly and he obviously cared about the boy. which Sirius took without hesitation. she would find fault and give him a detention. ’ Now. “You may go then Potter… oh. Professor McGonagall had practically dragged him down to her office. McGonagall stared at him and then drew herself up to full height. Harry.the trouble that she and the minister caused and he could see why Devon felt that they should be killed. but I am afraid that there is nothing I can do about the detentions. “No. His hand was killing him from all the detentions with that blood-quill but Devon had given him a cream to use every night before he went to bed. Potter. I have tried sitting there silently and getting on with my work. frowned. his hands folded on his lips.” he said again. and thirty points to Gryffindor for the exceptional knot in your tie.” “But-” “But nothing. offering a smile. but she then gives me detention for taking the piss out of her.” McGonagall frowned and then sat back in her chair. keeping his tone soft even if his words were angry. When the door was shut behind him. he sighed and brushed his hand over his face before making his way down to dinner. meeting her eyes firmly. He couldn’t get a word in edgewise.” “I have done nothing wrong. I haven’t mentioned Voldemort. Now you will listen to me. She blinked. I have tried remaining polite and courteous at all times. well. The points. I haven’t shouted at her. seemingly deflated. She eyed Harry for a good few minutes.” Harry snorted. “… I told you Potter. All the way down to the hall.” She said and then nodded again. perhaps taking in the changes to not just his looks. Not once have I raised my voice to her. He met her gaze calmly. I have done nothing wrong. “I apologise. your other teachers will surely help where that is concerned. “Have you quite finished?” He asked steadily. I jumped to conclusions – I will be sure to inform the rest of the teachers. lips thinned in anger. that voice in his mind . “Spit it out then. apparently it would prevent it from scarring. professor. eyes narrowed. Professor. and then sat down. He pushed himself to his feet and nodded his thanks to her even as he slipped out of the room. The entire Gryffindor house can play witness. but she gives me a detention for breathing too hard. He still didn’t like the idea. You need to be careful! Misbehaviour in Delores Umbridge class could cost you more than house points and detention! Use your common sense! She is reporting everything back to the Minister! This is not about truth or lies! This is about keeping your head down and your temper under control!” Finally. fuming. but Harry shook his head. ‘I must not tell lies. but his temperament. I haven’t done anything. faint though it was. she seemed to come to a stop as she spun around to look at him.” He said simply. “I haven’t argued with her. Harry could still see the scar on his cousin’s hand. I promise you professor. Then she nodded. I warned you not to say anything. I have sat here for the last ten minutes and I have listened to you rant and rave about what an idiotic child I am. and he was left to listen to her ranting over what an irresponsible child he was and how he couldn’t just leave well enough alone. holding up his hand to still her protests. at least he knew Severus would never physically hurt him. “Uh.” his eyes soon met Harry’s and those green eyes had a blank impassive look. he stared at Harry with a queer eye. holding out his own hand. .” said Severus silkily. “So it seems. He knew that Umbridge was slightly scared of Severus… hell who wouldn’t be right? As foul as Snape was he preferred the man’s company over Umbridge. his shoulders were more relaxed and as he walked through the lowly lit dungeons. --------For once the evening was free for Harry who made his way down to the dungeons. yet something stood out… Something was off about the teen that had grown tolerable in his presence. There was something inside of it. and his hand jabbed into it. “No. As he wandered down to the dark dungeons. He knocked at the door and he heard the usual. “Let me see your hand or I will force you to show me. He had used the last of cream two nights ago and hadn’t told Devon about it yet.I rather-” “I didn’t ask Harry. He was starting to argue with it. it was weird about how relaxed he felt. he quickly shoved his hand in his pocket before approaching the man standing in front of a humongous cauldron. “How did you know-” “I saw her approaching you. If anything could get a reaction from Severus it was this.” He said evenly. “Mmm… I’m betting Umbridge has asked you-” He said remembering what Devon had told him. “Let me see your hand Potter. he felt at ease. still rubbing his hand. Severus’ eyes arched upwards.” He told the Potion’s Master. He then glanced down at the boy’s pocket to see a bit of blood seeping out of it. Doesn’t take a genius to realise that Umbridge is only scared of you. A flicker of amusement flashed through the man’s deep eyes. Harry hesitantly pulled his hand out of his pocket to see the scars dripping and as he shakily held it out for Severus. the man’s eyes widen.” Gulping.that had been whispering the same sentence for days picked up again: Just because she is a bitch. “Veriteserum?” asked Harry.’ As Harry walked in.” The teen shifted. It was clear liquid. doesn’t mean she deserves to die. A fake.she looked quite scared afterwards. ‘Enter. “How often has she done this?” “Oh… every time I’ve ever had detention with her. and gulped. “Awe.” Harry then used his other hand and grunted as he slapped his mouth shut. “Potter.” He waved his wand and a bouncing house-elf appeared out of nowhere.” said Harry casually. “I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that. . “What are we doing today?” He lifted his gaze and met the Head of Slytherin House. Harry felt the man’s eyes on him. He brought Harry’s hands closer and moved the boy around the cauldron so the blood didn’t drip into the Veritaserum. “Right.” he said. “Here-” he held out the same cream that Devon had once given him. he didn’t want things to turn into hell over night. firmly. well. not looking at Harry. The two stood there in the dark. Harry winced.He took the boy’s shaking hand so gently Harry wondered if this was the same Snape that berated him for being stupid and an impeccable Gryffindor.I. “Thanks Professor. feeling the tingling of the medication start to work. “He’s not happy. and eyed Harry levelly. “First that needs to disappear. Severus arched his eyebrow upwards once again. you can’t do a thing with your hand injured. “Umm no. Anything you wish?” he looked at Harry who bit his lip. Sighing Severus took it and opened it and applied the cream delicately onto the boy’s skin.” he said firmly as he dropped the boy’s hand. as Harry was blowing on the burning in his hand. Have you eaten?” he asked. Nodding he took the container and winced as he tried to open it with his scarred hand. He’ll take care of it. “Yes-” he said quietly. before asking. Harry sighed. “Skippy.” Severus paused for a moment and his eyes flickered upwards. and watched mouth open slightly as Severus’ own fingers reached into his robes took out a handkerchief and very gently dabbed it against his scars causing him to hiss and bite his lower lip. all the while not speaking. I’ve had worse. he didn’t want to tell Severus he enjoyed being down here. you will have detention with me every day until the end of next year.” Harry blushed slightly. “Does Devon know?” he then asked. Harry glanced down at it to see the blood gone and the scar fading. I wanted to get down here. Harry stiffened at the contact. bring up dinner for Mr. “It’s nothing.I just-” he trailed off.Umbridge doesn’t come down here you know?” He corrected himself. Potter and myself.I mean. “Of course he knows. Harry tried to walk but he ran into nearly everything including a wall. as he slumped down into a seat across from Severus.” Harry stopped and practically giggled when he saw about five different Snape’s standing next to him along with five everything else. From what he had seen and heard about the boy’s past he hardly had a chance to act childish.” He snorted. “I feel drunk-” “Have you ever been drunk?” asked Severus.” Sneered Severus. “How can you eat fish without tarter sauce?” asked the man with disgust. it was dripping with vinegar. “How did she get the guts to ask you?” “Ministry approval. worried. He stood and stretched. It was ten minutes later when Skippy came back with a table full of food. “Watch it there-” said Severus. and the teen sat down and leaned back in the comfortable teacher chair as he watched Severus get back to what he was doing. Severus pointed Harry to his own chair. Harry just nodded and spun around in his chair. When Severus turned he saw Harry spinning around as fast as he could and instinctively touched his own stomach. of course the Headmaster wasn’t supposed to know. “Like this!” He picked up a piece and chomped into it. “That was fun.“Uh.” He bit his lip to fight from giggling at the incredulous look he was getting from the dark man. “Stop looking at the ceiling like a St.” Severus rolled his eyes. with a nauseas look. “Vinegar has more of a zing!” Harry declared.” .fish and chips. “Gryffindor brat. So from there was a mild civilized conversation until the two starting bickering over vinegar and tarter sauce. with a quiet ‘weeeee. Mungo’s patient and get over here and eat.You should try it. showing a flicker of amusement as Harry staggered over to him. “On occasion. “Mmm. grinning.’ This caused Severus to turn around and blink at him several times before shaking his head and turning back around allowing the teen at it. “He knows though right?” asked Harry.” Severus nodded to the elf who skipped up into the air once and bowed before disappearing.” he said. A birthday party was held in the common room for Hermione. a twenty-eight year old wizard. and while Harry had given her a very nice friendship bracelet. Harry had listened to most of Devon’s plan.” The teenager had then nodded vigorously and ran off to Gryffindor to get his broom. and will try to post again soon. Even Hermione was getting very riled up about the woman. He becomes Devon Evander Potter. “Ok but I still say vinegar beats tarter sauce. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. Harry had finally been able to get out for Quidditch Practice. Hope you like it.Fallen from a time where all was lost. “I meanshe doesn’t even assign or allow us to demonstrate spells!” she said. They were giving him side glances and soft brushes against arse and side. The two of them were quite fed up with Umbridge and Harry was about ready to lose his cool. Fred and George had been all over him like a moth to a flame. as well as preparations for what’s to be done by Halloween. but we have to have something to make … it … happen lol. Ginny.” Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason Summary: AU: Slash.” Harry retorted. I’m still on different times to dear Terri. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. and Neville all watched the grounds for the toad like teacher. without so much of a flinch at Severus’ mild glare. They’d lean over just so they could get a grasp of his groin… they were absolutely unpredictable. .” “Bullshit. “She’s totally inappropriate as a teacher. Notes: Sorry about this chapter. In doing so. Chapter Eleven September went out with more late night scars and bleeding hands. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. “C’mon let’s get to work. but I shouldn’t be for long. Hermione. Hope you like. The man pursed his lips together before giving a sour smirk.” He said realizing Harry’s hand was healed over. and sorry for any mistakes I missed. “ONLY an hour! If that toad catches you out she’ll reassign your detentions. before stuffing her mouth full of a roll as the woman in question toddled by. Luna.” she hissed at lunch time one fall evening. to his utter surprise Severus had given him the permission.“Slytherin arse. he got a bit more than he bargained for when entering the Gryffindor Common Room that evening. Dad always told me to never trust anything if you have suspicions. I’m seriously going to show you what I have learnt this summer and Voldemort will be a walk in the park compared .” Harry replied as he brushed his hand gently remembering the quill. “Yeah… and Mad Eye was almost murdered last year. When he got to the table Cho turned and smiled sweetly. again. swallowed some juice before staring at Harry. who had finished stuffing his mouth full of green bean casserole. my friend. “No. Harry slowly rose from his seat. his eyes still narrowed in a glare worthy of Severus. She had dumped spaghetti all over Luna’s head. “No. Ron. “If I ever catch you or anybody else bothering Luna.” “What if she Confounded him?” asked Hermione. “Whatever you say. “I wouldn’t sit by a phoney little bitch like you if someone fucking paid me!” He hissed as he walked over and grabbed Luna by the hand. and her face flushed hotly. and Padma was giggling about it. She’s doing everything by the book.almost. was he not?” Ron pointed out. “I’m no genius but I wouldn’t be surprised if she had one of these shakers bugged-” He looked at Hermione who had dropped her fork not ever realizing it.” he hissed again.” murmured Harry. she did not. For once. “We should watch what we say. He knows everything that goes on and would have given us a warning. breathing in sharply. apparently Ginny had seen this too and jumped up frantically. If he thought he had a crush on Cho it went out the window. But I wouldn’t be surprised if she had one of the students tailing us. No she hasn’t placed any bugs. gulping. hand in Harry’s. They had seen the dangerous flash in his eyes. Ginny went without protest. “Hi Harry! You come by to sit?” she asked. because what she had just done made him want to shake some sense into her. Dobby would have told me.” she breathed softly. they’re not bugged.” he said warningly. but Harry pushed her back down into her seat without a word. He marched over.” “Listening charms are easy to perform. “You’re right Ron.” “So did Mad Eye. “I will warn you now. a gleam in her eye. Her hands started to shake but Harry shook his head. knowing very well she couldn’t give him a detention anymore since Severus had him filled up until the end of the year – something that Harry was still extremely grateful for. innocently and Harry glared. noticing that several eyes followed his every move cautiously. and those irises seem to flame with an anger that no one had ever seen before.She was glaring at Harry with her beady eyes. “Dumbledore would have known. and his eyes narrowed dangerously. Harry snorted in acknowledgement to that and stared around him and his eyes narrowed when he stared at the Ravenclaw table and what he seen was enough to piss him off. The dazed girl had been trying to push down her feelings as she stood up.” Hermione said. ” Luna murmured vaguely as she waved her hand. “you can sit with us. maybe not as extreme but it leads up to that. “Sorry mate. “I’ll wait out here. “Harry!” Ron and Hermione shouted at the same time as they came running. “Come on Luna.” He said coolly and Ron shivered.” As he stood there he was still seething at what had happened. “Where’s Luna?” asked Hermione with a frown. Happens a lot. pretending as if nothing had happened. “Not anymore.” Harry said darkly.” she added.” “I’m okay.to me. and was going to come after him and lay another detention on him. He glanced around to see if anybody else had heard and then turned to the blonde with a smile. I’ve seen more than enough in my dreams. to herself at least. following franticly. “Is she okay? I didn’t see what happened. taking Luna’s hand again.” he said. “Ok Harry. I thought she was better than that. I was just… curious. Harry stared at him. He doubted he would be able to get out of this one. “What did that girl do? Didn’t you have a crush on her or something?” Ron asked with a small frown and Harry grimaced. he grabbed Luna and Ginny and pulled them to the side and into the shadows. “Have you ever been to a Death Eater meeting Ron? They laugh and berate their victims! They throw things on them and make fun of them. I’ll help her get cleaned up. Harry’s fists were balled as he thought about how Cho and Padma had taunted Luna. However he could see the tears falling out of her eyes.” he lifted the girl’s bags and took her by the hand and walked out while Ginny ran out at top speed. “I’ve got her Harry. Ginny smiled and nodded. not unlike what a Death Eater would do to a helpless muggle at their feet. “Stupid bitch better lay off Luna if she knows what’s good for her. It’s just as bad. They had some nerve to go and pick on someone just because they thought she was a little different and eccentric.” He said sternly. that she had ever associated the name loony with Luna. Then she hugged her friend and apologized again and again. Quickly. They waited for the woman to walk out of sight before he guided both Ginny and Luna toward the girl’s bathroom.” He stopped when he saw a movement and then he saw Umbridge was coming towards them.” . She stooped as low as a Death Eater. but I saw the spaghetti all over her.” “Would you really go that far?” asked Ron as Hermione entered the bathroom. “From now on. sympathetically.” His voice was stone cold and low enough for all the Ravenclaws to hear and some Hufflepuffs. firmly and gave no room for arguing. I mean… no I’ve never seen a Death Eater meeting. He knew she had heard what he said about Voldemort. but they usually did every other night. left to their taunting. so as to not draw suspicion from anyone. he held a muggle gun.“Well I came face to face with one last year-” Harry pointed out with a slight wince. isn’t it? That’s one of the main reasons you don’t trust. He had run out of the key ingredient needed for a sleeping potion – but thankfully today he had managed to find some in the forest and his potion was just simmering now. He sighed as he fired absentmindedly at yet another rabbit. Luna had become a female version of Ron Weasley and no one dared to bother her. listening to the faint whistling of the bullet as it sliced through the air.” Ron said quickly.that was really thick headed of me. He pointedly ignored the ‘unwanted attention’ that he already had as his narrowed eyes slid over the grounds. not a second later. did you?” Sirius asked as soon as the last answer had left Devon’s mouth. remembering that then. “That’s why you don’t like this world. Devon sighed but made no move to answer.” From then on Luna was connected with Harry at the hip. “The past. Both he and Sirius hoped to catch him out the more they asked so that he would give them more of an answer – it still hadn’t worked. He didn’t make a single sound and even his breathing was quiet and calm. . He needed to sleep or he would collapse soon. but there were flashes that appeared through the breaks every now and then. his shoulders tense. his back still to them and he tensed when he ‘felt’ more than heard one of them stand up. It was always dark in the forest. nor on any planning – and especially not when those two were watching. It wasn’t going to now. making that three in the last ten minutes. Every time he dropped off. looking for the next target. --------Devon straightened up and glanced around the Forbidden Forest. He aimed the gun and fired without really looking. “Where did you get them scars from?” Remus Lupin asked softly for what must have been the third time that day. Now. Then. “I’m sorry. then the dull thud of the rabbit as it hit. Then. considering the sun was cut out most of the time. “Glad you admitted it. He didn’t have anything else to do. Merlin. a silencer so that he didn’t attract any unwanted attention. he would wake with a start as his memories and his dreams took over.” “You didn’t really get them from muggles. and stared out through the trees. he was bored stiff. In his hands. He couldn’t concentrate on his reading. The meetings with Harry had died down a little now. He hadn’t been able to get a decent nights sleep for weeks now. This was getting annoying. a palm was pressed flat against his back and rubbed up and down slowly. They didn’t meet every night. he himself had been like a helpless muggle. it had been two full days without seeing each other and Devon was starting to get a little worried and even more exhausted. and Harry offered him a small smirk. he saw a rabbit peeking out of the bushes.” “Will you let it drop?” He asked wearily. gulping. not accusingly as he had expected. and he died for me. then you’ll have to shout. “Don’t you dare accuse him of hurting me.” He stopped then when he realised what he had said and he cursed before forcing his hand to uncurl as he took a step back. shutting the door firmly behind him. he turned around and grabbed Sirius by the neck forcefully before he slammed him hard into the wall. you need to sleep. “He loved me. and gritted his teeth together when that hand slid around to his stomach and he was pressed back against a firm body. The potion was perfect. with that one word he turned and stalked back into the stone cottage. pinching the bridge of his nose. He didn’t want them to follow and. “Dead. Lips ghosted up his neck slowly before a tongue flickered out over his ear.He remained tense with his hands curled into fists at his side all the while Sirius was touching him. He knew that if he didn’t say anything. His cold eyes met the werewolf’s for a minute. Without even realising what he was doing. so don’t you even think it. he crossed over to his cauldron and glanced down. trying to get his breathing under control. they couldn’t even if they wanted to. Devon shuttered off his expression completely and took a few more steps back. his face barely inches from the older wizards. He died for me. judging by the shocked silence coming from out there now. Not for a minute. but with realisation and understanding. Tomorrow night we’ll meet. Instead. He ignored the hiss of pain that the animagus gave and instead stared right into those eyes. then they would search and they would search and while they wouldn’t find anything – they wouldn’t stop and they wouldn’t stop asking him.’ ‘I’ll be fine. ‘Harry?’ he called softly. If you need me. I need to get some sleep. “Was it your last lover? Did he do that to you?” Devon stiffened. his fingers curling around that neck. and for our children. ‘Do you want to meet tonight?’ he asked wearily and then literally felt the hesitation before the answer finally came. ‘I’m taking a potion now. but he couldn’t.” Then. the word echoing against his own mental walls and he received an almost immediate response.’ ‘Are you sure you’re okay?’ .’ Came the whispered response and Devon sighed. but it shouldn’t be too hard to wake me up. “Where are they now?” Devon eyed him for a minute and contemplated just ignoring him and letting it go for the time being. “You have kids?” Remus asked softly. studying and almost weighing him before he glanced away.” he hissed coldly. Sirius leant against the wall staring at him. ‘No. It had been two days now since his last meeting with Devon and his ‘two’ godfathers. Devon just confirmed that … but at least he was getting some sleep now. The two had been talking a lot more lately and he even heard Severus ‘quietly’ chuckle. to help her on some things she was struggling with.’ Harry interrupted firmly and Devon smirked slightly. his eyes following the trail of his eyes as he read. Harry glanced away and pretended that he had been doing something else all along. Harry had been seriously surprised at the leniency he received from Severus. and he was seriously starting to miss his cousin. ‘Was this normal? Was he supposed to be this close to the Potion’s Master who had hated him for so long?’ Harry had thought on more than one occasion. He managed to make it over to the bed. and it . before he collapsed face down. He could only imagine the pressure he was being put under by everyone in Slytherin that expects him to walk the line. He was worried about his cousin. their lessons had been cut down to every other night now considering he had secret Quidditch meetings on the nights he wasn’t with Devon. The Gryffindor Seeker could tell the two cared for each other very much. --------Harry sighed as he closed off his thoughts from Devon and turned them inward. or the quill as he wrote. He tapped his mouth and wondered if Pansy would follow suit. Umbridge still liked Severus for his anger and hatred towards Harry. Now. it was comforting and very relaxed. He now knew that the classes and the show was all just a front to make everything look the same. He was sure if he could get Pansy alone he could convince her that being a Death Eater is no life for Draco. ignored her as they sat in the corner of the room. ‘Right. Sometimes Severus would walk out onto the grounds to watch him… this did not bother Harry like he thought it would. If you need me-” ‘I’ll be fine. four nights ago now. but when Severus looked up. But. Sirius had said. however. He sent back a quiet goodnight and then scooped up a mug full of the potion and necked it back. He often found himself simply watching the older wizard. I have detention with Umbridge again tonight anyway … couldn’t get out of it … so its better to wait til tomorrow’ Devon sighed again and pushed back the wave of exasperation and distaste that rose in him every time he heard that woman’s name. or spoke through mind speech. Devon sounded and looked exhausted and really quite ill. The teenagers. every time they met up now. Harry couldn’t help but notice that Draco looked more pale than usual. which was so different from how he was in classes. Harry. Just say the word. He had also taken to inviting Luna into the prefect’s common room after lessons. Pansy and Draco were whispering back and forth to one another. that his cousin hadn’t been sleeping or eating properly for a while. but when the two were alone. Harry was still practicing for several hours a morning on the lessons and exercises that his cousin had set for him. Sometimes Harry didn’t want to leave.‘Perfectly. Unfortunately Cho was a sixth year prefect and she was glowering at Luna AND Harry. It had been a hard few weeks for them both. at eleven thirty pm for an hour. but he didn’t question it as he made a beeline for the door. offering comfort. It was absolutely sickening. Not Remus. One that Severus couldn’t get him out of this time. Devon had made a good choice.” He muttered with a sigh. so that he could put some of the cream on. not Sirius and. Harry looked at her blankly for a minute and then nodded curtly. He knocked against the wooden framed door. unfortunately. the last time he had detention with Delores Umbridge. His eyes had absolutely no emotion in them. He didn’t know what he would do without seeing Severus every day though – how the hell had Devon managed to get through his fifth year with nobody there? It was as if Severus had lost all malice in his eyes for him. “Right on time. He avoided everyone’s eyes as he walked away. of course. he had needed to stay and finish a potion with Severus the first night. explain how things were in the dreams he had before his mental walls were secure. tell them of what he had seen when Voldemort had returned the year before. Detention time. He wished he could have seen Devon last night… or the night before. He started to tense as he made his way down the long and winding corridor. they truly cared for one another and could easily influence each other. and heard that sickly sweet poisoned voice of honey almost immediately. Perhaps he should attempt to get them both of their own. and almost groaned. Harry pulled out of his thoughts and groaned when he saw what the time was. Was this why Devon pushed them together? Did he know something that he wasn’t telling Harry… well whatever it was. not Devon. Harry didn’t know what that would be. she had hinted at something even more special next time. Neither of them would want that life. he had come back shaken and shivering. “Gotta go.” . smiling widely. as he stared at the small toad like women with a level expression. Ginny and Luna both frowned. and out the portrait. It was starting to bubble over. “Come in!” Harry hesitated slightly before pulling up an expressionless mask and jerking the door open as he casually walked through with his head held high.wasn’t just someone using another. He got to the Defence Against the Dark Arts office.” Umbridge said. and then there was quidditch … and now detention. This was the real thing. He knew that it was his fault. “Yes ma’am. but he hadn’t. Last time he had detention with her. as if she had done something ‘more’ than made his hand break open with a quill. He blinked when Hermione stood up and wrapped her arms around his neck. The Potions Master had made him promise to go straight down to the dungeons afterwards though. rubbing his hand subconsciously. His hate for Umbridge was swelling to an all time high. Even more special than the blood quill. He had to have been the first prefect in history to score so many detentions. Luckily the bottle was dark which meant you couldn’t see how much had been swallowed. you wouldn’t. “I cover you in this and ask you a question – you are compelled to tell the truth. So Harry pretended to drink. or at least to loosen the robes so that he could get out of the door. “No. His hands were clamped against the arms of the chair and his legs to the two front legs of the chair. you would answer my question. I do believe you can have a break from writing lines. but she silenced him with a single gesture and then lifted up the potions tub. Say for example. but didn’t say anything. her voice barely above a whisper. “Hey! Get off!” he hissed as he struggled to free himself. and insisted that it wasn’t his fault that he turned out the way he did. looks like we will teach you to be respectful yet!” she said with a pointed look. Devon’s mantra about never accepting drinks from anyone you don’t know. She gestured for him to sit down and Harry stared from her to the seat and back again. and then that huge fake smile crossed her face again. or plainly do not trust. Can you guess what it does?” He could. He took it without a minute of hesitation and thanked her gracefully. “Well. Umbridge looked at him for a minute. as she did as well. judging. He stared at the items indifferently for a minute.“Good. Once the truth has been heard. Dear me you’ve done enough of them and since you’ve behaved so well lately. casting an Expelliarmus this time. “I don’t think so!” she jumped to her feet and waved her wand again. I think you can have a treat. He tried to ask her what she was doing. He was stuck for now … he started calling in his mind for Devon. She then started talking about how fine young boys ought to be taught well. He did as he was told. It’s a new ministry creation.” she said. slowly. don’t like. and her eyes started raking him up and down as they had always done. and . if I asked you about transfiguration. pleasantly as she conjured a soft armchair. but she moved surprisingly fast for her age and. but they didn’t budge at all. He watched as she pulled out two butterbeers and eyed the one that she held out to him neutrally. Harry watched as the older woman reached into her desk draw and pulled out two things. you will then forget every thing about the subject that was questioned. He leaned back trying to tune out the woman but it was like trying to ignore a set of nails scratching a chalk board. before he knew it. shortly followed by a charm to tighten the ropes. A tub and her wand. still smiling widely. After a while of this. Harry shook his head reluctantly and grimaced when her smile widened. she had her wand pointed at him and ropes were tying him securely to the chair. played through his mind. Harry clenched his teeth and curled his hands into fists at his side. but he didn’t give her the satisfaction. though. “Do you know what this is?” she asked softly. Something between a Veritaserum crossed with an Oblivious potion. and felt the responding anger. boy. She ran her hands up his knees slowly. lets get this cream on you shall we?” she purred. Fuck this. then I’m sure I could manage to make you forget about everything … perhaps. He still couldn’t look … … that was when the door slammed open… . “Perhaps a full dose of humiliation first. your parents. The tears leaked out of his eyes and slid down his cheeks as he felt hands tearing his boxers off and he kept his eyes shut tightly at the mocking laughter and the teasing gentle stroke to his stomach. and he could feel them loosen slightly but then he lost all concentration when he felt the button of his trousers pop open. He felt the tears of humiliation sting his eyes and nearly breathed a sigh of relief when his guardian answered almost immediately. He screamed for Devon. He shuddered as her knuckles brushed over his groin and then her fingers tucked just inside the waistband of his trousers.” she was whispering now. moving her hands again and his stomach coiled when they went under his shirt. she would do that. but his enthusiasm was rather dampened by the fact that she wanted to use this on him. He closed his eyes when she pulled back and ripped his shirt clean off. If you don’t behave. he could feel her eyes glaring into him the whole time. unable to help himself.” ‘Please! Devon hurry!’ He begged over and over in his mind as he dropped his mental walls completely. and then she pressed one hand against his chest as if to hold him down. looking him directly in the eyes.I have so waited for this moment dear Harry. but then she was plucking at the buttons one by one. even.then you would forget everything you have heard or learnt about transfiguration since your first year here. “Now. “Oh. She picked up the tub and unscrewed it. He hissed but no words came out as her nails dug into his skin and her hands slid down over his stomach to rest on his trousers again. She was serious. That relief was short lived though as he sent a mental image of what was happening. her hands and nails sliding up his bare chest. it was just in time to see his trousers spelled off. no?” It was actually. and Harry stilled himself immediately. leaving him in just his boxers. a smile on her face that was supposed to be teasing. knock you down a peg or two. still trying to loosen the ropes. sneering now. His eyes widened and he wriggled again. Then she placed a silencing charm on him. To have you all to myself. looking up at her in surprise. Devon was on his way – but he would be at least half an hour through that goddamn tunnel. Impressive. She reached for the tub of cream from her desk but then paused and smirked at him wickedly. When he opened his eyes again. He tried to work off the charms with his wandless magic. Severus swept his dark eyes around the room in one single glance and then turned back to the scene before him. He jumped straight to his feet and pulled his boxers and trousers back on while he searched for his shirt. He watched as the Potions Master bound and gagged her though and then Snape turned around to him. He didn’t care about the fact that people might see him. but no sound came out. He saw Umbridge lift her wand. before he looked at the door that he could feel warded and locked by Severus’ magic. He didn’t hear what Severus was saying to the bitch and to be honest.” “Come on. He tore down the wards and watched with amusement as Severus stopped in mid step. He would let Severus take care of Harry for now and he would find them as soon as he finished with the bitch. He paused and looked after them for a minute. He wouldn’t wait for Harry’s decision anymore. head high … and then carried on. He should have done though … he should have known that she had it in her to try and cause harm to him. but he was quicker and he had her own – and Harry’s – summoned out of her reach before she could do anything. he couldn’t believe it though! He hadn’t seen it coming at all. not in the least. perhaps a little too quickly. Then. “Are you okay?” he asked and Harry nodded quickly. his mouth opening and closing. He muttered another incantation as well and Harry felt the binds around him give away completely. He rounded the corner of the defence corridor. I’ll deal with her later. smiling a little when the older wizard put an arm around his shoulders and led him out onto the corridor. as well as an alarm so that they would know if somebody else went there. He knew. let’s get you down to the dungeons and get something warm down you. Merlin. concern in his eyes that couldn’t be missed. having just burst out of the Chamber at full speed.” Severus said and Harry nodded once more. “Fine. He reached his decision then. He waited until they had disappeared around the corner before he pushed the door open and stepped inside. back straight. They stopped long enough for Severus to put up several locking and silencing charms on the door. but he had wasted no time and he had already been through the trap door and running down the stone steps in the dark by the time he got any sense. just in time to see Harry being led away by Severus. Her eyes widened when . as he wiped at his cheeks furiously. smirking when he saw Umbridge bound and gagged. --------Devon ran through the corridors of Hogwarts. Severus led him down the corridor. he didn’t want to. Another flick of his wand released Harry from the silencing charms while he stalked closer and backed the woman into a corner. He couldn’t believe what he had seen when Harry had screamed for him. didn’t think about anything but getting down to the Defence corridor.“What in Merlin’s name is going on in here?” Harry nearly cried in relief at that and he turned to look at the Potions Master pleadingly. she saw him and she started muttering around the gag. knows how protective Devon is of Harry and put two and two together. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. He didn’t pass anybody on his way. Harry didn’t even take a look at the green and silver glittering room. as he tightened his grip on Harry. Harry didn’t even move as . I think thats what we were thinking at the time. and so I'll answer that here. though it becomes somewhat obvious after reading this chapter. Notes: Loads of you have asked how Severus knew that it was Devon going into the office. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. not human nor ghost – or even cat – and so he moved out onto the grounds unnoticed. In doing so. They wouldn’t even find her body. “Felix Felicis. Shuddering. and he had thrown down all of his barriers so thattheoretically. all those with the ability to use Occlemency could hear. Heh. He reached down and placed a feather-weight charm on her so that he didn’t strain himself. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. the teenager just rested his head against his Potion’s Master knowing that he was safe now… As they entered the wards. He removed all magical traces of himself. a twenty-eight year old wizard. It didn’t matter to him. Harry had been shouting out in his mind for Devon to come. Severus led him to the bathroom and took over from there. perhaps trying to explain herself – or perhaps even trying to call for help. pressing the boy into his side. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. I've slept since then :p Chapter Twelve Harry shivered and shuddered as Severus lead him through the dungeons and toward a statue of a goblin with a snake wrapped around its arm. He becomes Devon Evander Potter. Severus and Harry and then he stunned her before she could kick him in the face.Fallen from a time where all was lost. Severus heard Harry's shouts. and then he hoisted her up over his shoulder and glanced around. Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason Summary: AU: Slash.” He said swiftly. shrugs at least. Nobody would see Delores Umbridge again. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. He wrapped the shadows tightly around the two of them with a little wandless magic and then slipped back out into the hall and made his way down to the main doors. Harry’s free hand was grabbing Severus’ robes tightly as if it were a lifeline. eyes closed. “What you need is a hot bath. He sat the boy in a vacant chair. “Do you trust me?” asked Severus. he knew he couldn’t be sick any longer. He wiped his mouth on it. calmly. The boy leaned back.” He said. as he felt his heart constricting in a way it hadn’t done in years .a very. as he sobbed and got sick all at the same time. The teen was staring straight ahead at the wall that had carvings of snakes along the edges. until he felt a towel press against his lips. He had goose bumps and scratches up his chest. as he literally helped a shaking Harry wash and brush out his mouth.he was let go. “Always keep spares. and made the water slightly hot. before he coughed and then heaved. in a calm soothing voice. When Harry felt the burning sensation in his stomach and throat. Harry just stared at him with a blank look on his face. using his thumbs to wipe the tears away from his fifteen-year-old charge.” He said.the tears fell. call me if you need me. Severus walked over. as he vomited. Severus cupped the boy’s cheek and forced him to stare up at him. The tears mingled with the sweat as he continued to breathe deeply and roughly. and breathed in deeply taking in the smell of the fresh towel. He didn’t like it one bit and he wiped them away. “It’s all right. and walked over to the tub that was like a Jacuzzi with the jets and all. and grabbed the mouth wash and a pack that had a brand new toothbrush in it.” Harry only nodded as he stared at Severus. and then pulled out all the products before turning to Harry who was shivering. and then . . “I’ll be out here. Arms snaked around his waist. very long time. before he was guided by comforting arms to the sink. slowly. OK? I’ll have a house-elf bring up some of your clothes. He then knelt down onto his knees and stared at Harry almost levelly.” said Severus moving to stand when a hand grasped him firmly. He had never seen Harry Potter cry and seeing those green eyes shed tears was so wrong.” stated Severus.help and care for him. Every now and then he would feel Devon’s thoughts. He breathed in deeply as he sank into the hot steamy tub. and he knew exactly what the man was doing. He bent over and turned on the taps. holding him over the toilet. Severus could only pull the Harry’s black silky hair back with his fingers and rub gentle circles on his back. This made Severus cringe on the inside. Severus wasted no time and grabbed the younger wizard. She’ll never bother you again. Harry nodded without hesitation and then worried his bottom lip slightly. Harry for some reason did not feel embarrassed and in fact felt relieved and thankful for someone to actually . At this point Harry didn’t give a flying fuck and hoped she was torn into pieces and lived through it until the end… Harry allowed Severus to help him out of his clothes and into the bath. “… as much as Devon. they slid out of his eyes and down his cheeks. She – she said she was going to make me forget everything. simply. “Careful stepping out.” said Severus evenly. not opening his eyes. Harry washed up and the tingling of the hot water soon stopped.” “No doubt.” He asked. “Don’t leave me. and simply nodded. Harry laid his head back and felt Devon’s feelings of love and strength straight through the mental link.." Severus knelt down. Harry.” Severus insisted.” said Severus simply. "Please. his eyes were closed. “I feel safe when -” He trailed off.” Severus barely caught the last three words. I did. He pushed down his own feelings of attraction toward the other wizard as he pulled the magazine back up in front of his eyes and tried to refocus.” He said. and sighed. “I’m not. Severus’ arms just went around him comfortingly.” He said. and smiled slightly when he saw that Severus was on his feet with a puffy green towel.” . Harry shivered and pushed himself into Severus instinctively. as he ran a sponge over his body. waving his wand and placing another towel on the floor. not taking his eyes away from the magazine. waiting for him.” Harry sheepishly spoke. He conjured a magazine mainly to give the boy privacy. This made Harry smile softly. He scrubbed about ten times over. who stared down at him. ignoring the wet hair pressing against his chest. and slowly lead him out the door into the cool living room. “I’m with you. stood up and allowed the professor to wrap the towel all around him. “Did you hear my mental link calling?” asked Harry. Severus would glance up over at his magazine and lift and eyebrow when he saw the shudders still wracking the teens body. “Devon’s pissed. I knew she was nasty and a bitch… but .” he said.I had absolutely no idea she would go this. “Yes. about my parents even and Devon and – and Dev-” he winced. After a good ten minutes.me alone. “I had no idea. eyes wide. Harry pulled the plug at his feet.” he pleaded. as he sunk further into the water until it touched his chin. “Wash up and relax. “I won’t leave you. softly.“Don’t leave m. had I not been out of range in my dungeons. The Gryffindor had just been humiliated by a bitch. I also bugged Umbridge’s room with a few listening in charms. Harry nodded and stepped out onto the towel and onto Severus’ foot. “Fine.” He then said. “Sorry..” “I would have been there sooner. “Oh. and Harry could have sworn he heard guilt inside of his voice. He jumped while wincing and nearly toppled backwards had Severus not grabbed the boy around the waist. moving and sitting in a chair. who tried not to flush. as he held the towel to him and unconsciously leaned into the man. there was no need for him to add anything more to the uncomfortable situation… although it was Harry’s idea for him to stay. the whole room was pitch black and the bed was a black canopy rails and very luxurious and the covers were silky deep satin purple and black. even though it was Slytherin it didn’t . The contrast with it against the emerald was really nice.He found Harry’s clothes on the couch and grabbed them. The silver however. knowing his every thought. remembering what his bedroom looked like in the Prefect dorms. “Thanks. “There’s nothing else to talk about. and much different from the bedroom. and took the offered cuppa and pressed it to his lips and drank the hot contents very delicately.” He moved from the boy who felt suddenly empty without the weight of the man against him. feeling relieved that he still had everything. As Harry took off the towel he placed it across a black leather armchair and took a pair of bright blue boxers with a white flame up the legs and slipped them on. When Harry entered the bedroom. “Guess your taste doesn’t change outside the bedroom. didn’t really go with the rest of the look. taking it from the man and pulling it through his hair. Harry gazed around. He couldn’t even bare the thought of anybody playing with his mind. “I like sleeping with no light…” “How could light come from the dungeons?” “Believe me… it can. . “I’ll leave you to get dressed. he stopped and stared around. Severus had been waiting at the door.” he said.” said Severus dryly. getting a better look and was amazed at how elegant and neat the room was.” he said. “I had a house-elf bring some hot chocolate. and placed the cup on the coffee table.flatter the room like the ivory against the emerald did. The shelves were an ivory wood. The walls were black and the shelves were a black cedar along with the wardrobe. “Go on.” He closed the door back leaving the room pitch black until he waved his hand and the torch on the wall lit up. He bit his lower lip and nodded sheepishly as Severus placed his clothes aside. making him forget things. As tasteless as it was.” Harry muttered. He gave Severus a knowing look. “You don’t have to talk about it -” “You already know everything. and didn’t realize what he was doing as he leaned to the side and curled his feet up onto the couch. and went walked out when a brush was handed to him. and a soft smile as he leaned back.” he said. Harry slowly sank down onto the hunter green sofa. He was afraid of messing it up. Harry had been taught to actually tell when it was inside of a drink. his hand touching the small of Harry’s back and leading him to the living room. he cleared his mind of everything that happened to night. He gathered up the towel not wanting to irritate his professor. The teenager knew that the Potion’s Master had slipped a calming potion in it. as he heard a snort.” said Harry shrugging. his head pressed against Severus’ shoulder. Good evening. before the headmaster’s head appeared. sending him a grateful smile to let him know that he knew what he was doing. I will see you sometime in the morning. Things were changing and Severus was trying his hardest to accept them no matter how odd and mysterious they’re becoming. Harry. A man like Devon wouldn’t waste his time – even if it was for family – and so he must have seen something in Harry that Severus had missed. the flames turning green. He had a feeling that he knew exactly what would be said. Severus could see in those eyes that the old man was aware that something had happened. watched as the boy brushed his wet hair out of the way and relaxed. When he saw the way that Devon Potter stood up for Harry in the Order meeting. He was pulled out of his thoughts rather abruptly when the fire flared up. considering this was a meeting that he had been called for. looking to see if he was well. “Why don’t you go and get yourself a book Harry? They’re in my bedroom on the shelf. And he knew what his response would be. He was staring at a teenager that he had never know . even if the details were blank. “I’ve attempted. not even bothering to try and disguise his path this time.” “Of course. and what would be asked. and that’s where Harry stayed. of course. Harry picked that minute then to come back in and Albus swept his eyes over him intently. he actually smirked. awaiting a visitor. I would greatly appreciate it. headmaster. explaining exactly what he had walked in on.a teenager that was not James Potter but was in fact Harry Potter.” And with that said. perplexed.” He offered neutrally and Harry nodded.” The old man said without conviction and then shrugged. considering she had been wrapped up nicely. that he would no longer find Umbridge in her rooms. Then.” Harry murmured softly. Severus contemplated as of what to do and decided not to move the teen and instead he wrapped his own arm around Harry. and in a way grew up slightly like him. smiling slightly. and wondering why he had no more hate for the name Potter . but he simply cannot be found.The man. The boy sank down until his head pressed against his thigh. “Could I ask you to contact Devon for me. “If you could please ask him to come to my office as soon as possible. As soon as the teen had disappeared. “What a shame. Dumbledore’s face became graver by the minute but when Severus suggested. Dumbledore took one look at them. --------Devon Evander Potter stalked through the corridors of Hogwarts. his feet curled up under him.no matter how hard he tried he seemed to forget all about the past Potter and what he had done. Severus saw it too. I hope. He had even ‘entered’ through the main gates so that the wards alerted the headmaster. Harry?” he asked after a minute. He nudged Harry carefully. . and for once the twinkle was nowhere in sight. Severus turned back to the fire and softly relayed the events of the evening. someone completely different. Severus was found flicking at his hair. In a home that was very unloved and uncaring. he nodded once more and then disappeared. it had made him realize that Harry couldn’t have been as bad as he had thought. offhandedly. Nevertheless.” Dumbledore murmured softly. He passed a few patrolling prefects on the way and watched disinterestedly as they literally jumped out of his way with wide-eyes. Dumbledore looked at him and then chuckled dryly. He watched indifferently as the gargoyles jumped out of the way to reveal the moving stairs and then he stepped onto those and simply waited. I’d rather get this over with so that I can go and see my cousin. I admit that even I did not expect something like this to happen. my defence teacher seems to have gone missing – I did tell her to stay out of the forest when the centaurs are feeling particularly anti-human. through their connection. Albus Dumbledore. having only returned from ‘disposing’ of the bitch when Harry’s almostwhispered call came through. probably wondering what could have pissed him off so much. “Please. The door was shut behind him and Devon felt the shift in the air as silencing charms were placed up over the room. Dumbledore sighed. He would go down to the dungeons. “Well. Devon would just have to wait before he let Harry know. He placed his glasses back on and then peered back up at Devon intently. in words. He didn’t say anything though. of course. He stepped onto the corridor where the headmaster’s office was and then stopped outside of the gargoyles. my cousin is understandably very shaken. how much he cared.” “Indeed.” He murmured. sit. merely inclined his head in response to the greeting. taking his glasses off to rub at his eyes and pinch at the bridge of his nose. I have students who are expecting a defence class tomorrow – and I am in need of a teacher. but Devon merely shook his head. as soon as Dumbledore dismissed him – or he dismissed himself.” He said pointedly and Dumbledore sighed again. He hadn’t been to see Harry yet. “Quite. thank you. of course. Could I impose . He sent constant ‘feelings’ of his love to the younger boy though. If you could get to the point…?” “Yes. He wasn’t surprised to see Dumbledore waiting for him at the top of the stairs for him. According to Harry.” Devon replied. but apparently she did not listen.His expression was completely blank except for the icy cold look in his eyes. “I could never have imagined – I did not even consider the fact that she -” “I do not lay the blame at your feet this time. yes. his tone not changing. without battering an eyelid. a look that let him know in no uncertain terms that he was very aware of what had happened that evening. He straightened himself out and pushed all signs of weariness from his expression before he bit out the password. “No. Depending. and then allowed himself to be led into the main part of the office. He also knew that Severus was there now. and I would like to get to him. she hadn’t been able to get too far. “As you might have guessed. He arched an eyebrow and crossed his arms over his chest as he stared at the old man coolly. He felt glimmers of how Harry was feeling now flicker through to him from the connection and he closed his eyes briefly before he opened them again.” He said as he offered the seat across from him. and that he and Harry needed to do this together if anything was going to work out for them. on how it went. but that would have to wait for the minute. When he was satisfied. not even bothering to keep his words from being heard by Snape too.” Harry murmured with a sigh.” He said stiffly. … But it would also mean that he had to teach. and Severus Snape stared at him for a minute before he stepped to the side wordlessly. He had barely managed two hours of sleep after taking one of the strongest sleeping potions he knew. Of course.” Dumbledore replied. Devon closed his arms around his younger self and crouched down so that they were at the same height. He pulled Harry tighter and then pushed him away gently. he knocked three times. As soon as his young cousin realised who it was. True. professor if I were you.” Devon murmured and then he turned and slipped out of the room before anything could be said. checking his clothes once more to see if any specs of blood were still there. Children.” Devon arched an eyebrow at that and just stared at him for a minute. there wasn’t. “I will have your chambers set up immediately. burying his face in his robes.” He murmured softly. standing up now. Which meant that he had to be surrounded by people. and thus wouldn’t feel the need to torment him every day. and knew that you would be safe in his arms while you waited. Are you okay?” “M’fine. to stay in the castle as well. he had checked thoroughly more than once before he returned to the castle. he had known something like this would happen – and it would mean less sneaking around for him and Harry. “I’m sorry it took me so long to get to you. The door was answered almost immediately.on you to stay for the rest of the year? You may bring your dog. “I will give it a try. perhaps more suitable. do you not think?” “Very well. “I arrived just as you and Severus here were leaving. he jumped off the settee and dove into Devon’s arms. and your … friend. “Sev’rus took care of me. as it always had been. He stopped outside of a familiar portrait and then steeled himself for the confrontation ahead. pressing a kiss to his head. “But. I would continue a search for another. when he was sure that he was ready as he was going to be. he pulled Harry closer to him again and then sighed. He didn’t stop for anybody as he continued down to the dungeons. debating. sweeping his eyes over the slim form of the teen. I offer no promises. He was exhausted. Was that all?” “Yes. I think next to the prefects common room would suffice. Devon nodded his thanks as he moved inside and saw that Harry was curled up on the settee. He curled his lip disdainfully at himself this time and brushed his hand over his face. His old friends.” . with the person he had been avoiding since he arrived here. Not to mention that Lupin and his dog wouldn’t be confined to a one-room house. loudly. glaring into those twinkling blue eyes. Then. the wall between the two seemed to be thinner than any other in the entire castle.” “Love you too. resting his head on his cousin’s shoulder.” Devon said again. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t.” “Me too. of course. “You only ever call him a mutt when he’s pissed you off.” Devon replied. While there were indeed two bedrooms. Remus and Sirius will be staying too.Fallen from a time where all was lost. offering a smile now. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. Dumbledore’s asked me to take the classes. leading Harry back over to the couch. “What did he do to piss you off this time?” He asked and then smirked slightly when Devon just looked at him.” Devon replied with a scowl. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. “I’m going to be staying in the castle from now on. He was to have his first class tomorrow morning and he was yet to have a nights sleep. placed the three of them in the same bloody quarters. The headmaster had cancelled three days worth of the defence classes so that Devon could prepare himself and write up some decent lesson plans.” Harry laughed softly. narrowing his eyes slightly. I left in a bit of a rush and the two mutts are going to be waiting up. wiping at his nose with the back of his hand. pulling him closer. “I’m glad you’re staying. Chapter Thirteen Devon was exhausted and he was thoroughly sick and tired of Remus Lupin and Sirius Black. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. after throwing away the useless ones that Umbridge had bothered to write. though Sirius mostly in mutt-form. What do you want me to tell them?” “Tell them… tell them the gist of what happened and that I’m fine?” Harry asked in a small voice and Devon nodded instantly. . Harry winced but nodded his understanding and sighed.“Good. right next to the prefect’s common room. Dumbledore had.” “He and the wolf seem to be playing Spanish inquisition. In doing so. “I have to go back tonight though. a twenty-eight year old wizard. “Love you. and I told him I’d give it a try. He becomes Devon Evander Potter.” Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason Summary: AU: Slash. Rumours said that he and Umbridge had run off together. the Minister of Magic had disappeared without a trace too. He glanced across at the clock on the wall and sighed when he saw that there were only two hours before the rest of the castle woke up and he had to start getting himself together. He would get a couple of hours sleep now. that Devon encouraged wholeheartedly. it had been years since he had had to rely on himself. Every single night. and an aching left wrist – but for some reason. and neither Remus nor Sirius were being helpful. It didn’t take long for him to fall into the waiting memories. almost in slow motion.He hadn’t had a chance to take another potion since that fateful night. eyes wide open. The old man new something. Devon was able to strengthen the silencing charm completely. speaking words that couldn’t be heard over the noise. dripping wet from a shower. his joints protesting. and to be honest. Funny thing really. Harry. a hard on. he spent most nights sleeping down in the dungeons but on the odd occasion. A flick of his wrist ensured that the fire wouldn’t die down as he settled down on the settee. So much for them wandering around and bothering other people instead of him. Dumbledore needed stringing up from the highest tower. To make matters worse. they often offered their opinions – but that was usually when they were stood in the doorway to whatever room he was in. He closed his eyes and sighed again. he found that he couldn’t bring himself to snap and be mean to them. he slipped in with Devon instead. so that Harry didn’t have to hear what he did. Times like these. He had known that they cared for Harry – but for them to care that much? It was incredibly touching. Oh yes. his dreams couldn’t be that bad in such a short space of time. he could just do that every night and save himself a headache. his body cheered. all Devon could hear were the sounds of the two men pleasuring themselves – and every single night he found his own body reacting. Their concern for Harry when he had told them what had happened. Harry!” he cried. It was something that he hadn’t even thought about since Sev died… He sighed heavily and brushed his hand through his hair. Merlin. both men seemed to prefer walking around half naked and refusing to leave the rooms. with nothing but a towel around their waists. his body only gave that command when Harry was there. He flicked his eyes over to the settee and then stood up from the desk with a groan. During the day time. “I’b so sorry. indeed. using his hand as a pillow. grateful now at least that he had his chambers to himself. Harry gasped as he watched the prophecy shatter around them and a figure rise into the air. His mind said it was totally unfair. The other two had finally fallen asleep after what sounded like two rounds. if just for the pure torture he had put him under. had been so profound that it startled Devon completely. Neville’s face was full of anguish as he watched. He had thrown himself into writing up the lesson plans. I didn’d bean do-” . Of course. he didn’t want to in case something else happened. pulling his legs up. and eloped. Rumours. Harry himself seemed to be pulling himself back together slowly. “I’b sorry. The laughter still hadn’t died from his face. Harry released Neville instantly. scrabbling like a monkey up the stone steps opposite. struggling to get out of Lupin’s hold. Dumbledore’s spell pulled him back easily. Harry’s heard constricted as he saw Sirius duck Bellatrix’s jet of red light. His hands were reached out. Even now. One of the Death Eaters ran for it. Sirius wasn’t coming back. Before he could do anything. The relief that washed through him then was unpredictable and it overpowered the anger he usually felt when he looked at him. “Just try and stand. Albus Dumbledore with his wand out. Even now. It seemed like it took an age for Sirius to fall. kicking and screaming as he wrenched himself towards the veil. Harry shouted and leapt forward. staring at something over Harry’s shoulder. They were all saved. apparently unaware of the new arrival. but his eyes had widened in shock. He shouted out Sirius’ name again and again. but he couldn’t get himself to move faster. his eyes fixed on the still face of his godfather as he dove down the rest of the steps without noticing. almost in slow motion. . Remus wouldn’t let him go. to catch the older wizard. framed in the doorway from the Brain Room. his face white and furious. you can do better than that!” he yelled. intent only on getting his godfather back. he reached out his hands as if to grab his godfather and pull him back. Harry blinked. he still couldn’t believe it. “Come on. he raced across the room and was just about to grab the veil when he felt himself being heaved backwards. he was laughing at her. his voice echoing around the cavernous room. The second jet of light hit him squarely on the chest. The old headmaster sped down the steps past Neville and Harry. let’s get out of-” “Dubbledore!” Neville cried. … only one pair was still battling. … A single tear fell from the corner of Devon Evander Potter’s eye and slid soundlessly down his cheek as he thrashed about on the settee. the scene shifted and his dream self aged five years. Dumbledore was already at the foot of the steps when the Death Eaters nearest realised he was there and yelled to the others. when he knew what had happened.“It doesn’t matter!” Harry shouted as he hurried to try and get his friend up. directly above them. “What?” ”DUBBLEDORE!” Harry spun around to follow Neville’s stare and he breathed a sigh of relieve when he saw. his body curved into a graceful arc as he sank backwards through the ragged veil hanging from the arch. who had no more thoughts of leaving. ” One of the Death Eaters whispered tauntingly as Harry remained frozen. Yes. two had their wands trained on Remus. He smiled to himself wearily as he called out to Remus and moved straight into the bedroom. and Harry had a wand poked directly into his chest. but at the watery blue eyes of the Death Eater holding him. oh yes he did. He saw pain in those eyes. didn’t want to kill your last. The second Death Eater. He changed into a set of more comfortable clothes and then headed across the hall to the living room. Remus was indeed home. in as much as it heightened the chance of attack. but they had managed to bring in four Death Eaters for questioning. daily events that just wouldn’t stop. “Welcome home. turned abruptly to the first Death Eater who he hated so… And killed her. Then he froze. Harry swallowed and glanced around. but it was also impractical. while the third held him but his neck.Harry Potter. Potter. but apparently the strength in that silver hand was incredible. He stepped through the wards and unlocked his door with a wave of his hand. as he had expected. everything was off. he wasn’t going to move for hours. He wanted nothing more than to pour himself a huge glass of whisky and then collapse in his chair with the telly on. Remus Lupin had taken it upon himself to take care of Harry after everything that was happening. wondering what the best way to do this would be. The third had a silver hand. roommate he supposed. The war was in full swing. the look on his face. tired though he was. The aurors were still waiting to find out where they could send their prisoners. His twentieth birthday had just passed under a month ago now. who had followed his gaze. and thanks to the quick thinking of some neighbours. This was a regular occurrence now. up against the wall. He drew his wand. he saw guilt. Pettigrew’s silver hand closed firmly over Remus’ face. oh yes he was…” This second Death Eater was completely insane. but the werewolf was not alone. Pettigrew here tried to refuse his order. auror for the attack squad apparated as close to his new home as he could. his hand hovering for his wand as he stared not at Remus. Then. Remus couldn’t get away. and Harry had spent most of the day with his new. intent on distracting him for a minute. he saw sorrow … but he also saw determination. It had been a long day at work. they had managed to save a family of four from death or insanity. smirked. Bellatrix Lestrange died without a fight. . The screams and snarls of the werewolf echoed throughout the room as Remus struggled with all the strength he could muster. to get away. his tone of voice. so far they had to stay in holding cells in the ministry but not only was that incredibly dangerous for the ministry. but the master was adamant. “Such a shame really. it had fallen a month ago. well. The second one already had his wand ready though. and the Ministry didn’t even hold Azkaban anymore. Three Death Eaters stood in the room. and as soon as Bellatrix had fallen. Harry turned his wand to Pettigrew. swallowing hard. and Pettigrew set him down as Harry was forced to his knees by this newcomer. The robes he was wearing were fitted tight across the chest. staring up wildly at the two that had woken him. The whispered taunts by the two Death Eaters went ignored. arms and shoulder blades but then just sort of shimmered to the ground from his waist. with the body of his godfather’s lover. He clenched his teeth as a hand reached down to wipe away a tear that he hadn’t noticed and he pulled away from their touch. That was the only comfort that had kept him on his feet these last few days. They obviously had their orders. He glanced in the mirror disinterestedly and his eyes trailed from the scars he had on his cheek before he sighed. At least now he had a good two months worth of lesson plans worked out. Devon woke up instantly when he felt someone shaking him. he had just 10 minutes before he had to go down to the Great Hall. He averted his eyes before they could meet the blue or amber ones that were still staring at him and instead he satisfied his need for proof that it was all a dream. he just stared wide-eyed over at the unmoving form of his best friend. he crossed the room and entered his bedroom. He died instantly. and his best friend. For a minute. Then he was left alone. . confusion and pain etched into every line of his face. According to the clock.” He interrupted harshly. before they could say anything else. he had been. his eyes flashing coldly and then. Harry had said that Dumbledore was yet to tell anybody who he was and had merely said that the new teacher was getting prepared. didn’t exactly care. He sat up and swung his legs around the settee. Around his waist he had the weapons belt and the potions pouches that he always wore now and his hair was tied back behind his head loosely. He showered quickly and then dressed in emerald green robes. his eyes widened and his face set into a scowl. “Are you-?” “I’m perfectly fine. but then he remembered and his expression shuttered off completely. Well. he pushed himself to his feet stiffly and glanced around the room. where he would then be introduced as the defence teacher. His struggles died out. ignoring the two sets of eyes that were on him now as he tried to blink away the looks on their faces when they died. Just a fucking dream. It was Wednesday now though and so he had three full days of teaching before then. he could do nothing but stare. When he had pulled himself together as much as he was able. The two Death Eaters turned and then fled and Pettigrew shortly followed after shooting something that looked like a pained and apologetic look over to Harry. Just a dream. He pinched the bridge of his nose. He didn’t give a shit what popped up – he was going to take another potion this Friday night and he was going to sleep the weekend away.Then a green light fired from over his shoulder and hit Remus square on the chest. but no physical pain washed through him. half expecting to see Death Eaters in the corner. He didn’t get to see who it was. I would like to say that while we shall all miss Professor Umbridge greatly. it is my pleasure to introduce you all to Professor Devon Potter. “If you could all just quieten down for a minute please…” the old man called. who has done me a great favour by agreeing to remain here for the rest of the year. As soon as they had all died down and gone back to their own conversations and breakfasts. and that it had been the one he had used the other day. slightly more enthusiastic from the Gryffindor table while the Slytherins all looked surprised.” The cheers were really quite amusing. he crossed the room and left before a word could be said. . “Therefore. Devon was able to slip out of the room without being too rude. He pushed it away without much thought and then pinched the bridge of his nose again. he was stood up straight with his head held high and his shoulders back. Devon could hardly tell the man that he knew exactly what it was. in between Dumbledore and Snape. only to receive a smirk in response. knew that they would see how much he would put up with – it was like an unspoken rule. Devon refused to let his body respond as he felt their eyes slide over his form and instead. and hope for her safety. He stood behind his desk. He swept his eyes over the hall as he sat down and noticed that he had attracted quite a bit of attention. “Not a morning person.When he stepped back out into the main living room of the chambers. Harry smiled at him and offered a little wave while Hermione just frowned and stared at him. even though half of the hall had shut up as soon as they saw him stand up. he nodded his thanks curtly and sighed as Dumbledore stood up to address the hall. so he settled for somewhere in the middle. Devon didn’t know whether to be relieved about that or not. He entered the great hall through the door behind the teachers table and then took the only remaining seat open. “First of all. and neither Remus nor Sirius could stop staring. one of my own creation that should help you sleep…” Well. “I have a potion waiting for you in my office. a replacement has been found.” The whispers that spread around the hall were expected and Devon barely inclined his head as the polite applause filled the hall. not even able to drag up the idle amusement he usually found when he noticed that his robes were billowing behind him. Instead. wondering why he had ever agreed to this. He knew that they would push to see just how far they could get today. --------First class was fifth year Gryffindor and Slytherins. and the other half fell along as soon as they bothered to notice. especially from the Gryffindor table. He strode through the corridors. His expression was completely neutral except for the cold look in his eyes. Devon?” Severus asked with amusement from next to him and Devon looked up with a cold glare. so far unaware of his temperament. He past a few people on the way but ignored them completely and walked with his head high and his eyes fixed straight ahead. He curled his lip as he met some of the other eyes fixed on him and waited until they had turned away before he looked down at the breakfast in front of him. his arms crossed over his chest and his eyes hard and cold as he watched the students file into the room silently. Back up to the wall. BLOOD means nothing. He could see that they expected him to take the tables away. That was done in completely silence. will be asked to demonstrate for the rest of a class. boy?” he sneered back. He held their attention silently for a good five minutes as he just stared back with his expressionless mask. holding only to those who averted theirs. because I do not like to repeat myself.” he said firmly and coolly. and you will fail your NEWT’s – because you will not be coming back inside this classroom. who IS a Death Eater. who’s a pureblood. jealousy. “Listen to me carefully. and defence is mandatory.” He paused then and met every since eye in the room. When everybody was seated. but eventually. you will find yourself out on your arse in the corridor – and taken off the list. whether you like that or not. turning to look at the brave soul while everyone else waited and watched. whose muggleborn. Not even Snape – though he didn’t need to. I suggest you get over your petty little indifferences soon. They all stared at him. I care not who you think is a Death Eater. he leant over the desk and picked up a piece of parchment. he pushed himself away from his desk and stood in the middle of the space at the front. He had Neville sit directly in front of his desk. Is this understood?” Hesitant nods. you will sit exactly where I tell you too – and then you will sit there for the rest of the year. “I didn’t think so. “Would you like to test it. but quickly the rest of the Gryffindors followed suit. his voice not rising in the least. watching as the boy in question flinched and quickly shook his head. “Should any of you draw a wand to another in this classroom. You are ALL equal.” He turned back to the rest of the class and uncrossed his arms. He pointedly waited until every one of them had sat down and then lifted an eyebrow at the somewhat invisible line that separated one house from another.” He said again. holding their breaths.” he explained indifferently and then started to point each student to their own chair. Gryffindor/Slytherin format. a lot this year. Harry. “Now. hatred and dislike will be left OUTSIDE my classroom. so that he could help the boy more easily. When he was sure that he had his point across. You will fail your OWL’s. in pairs. The rest he split up. and then the Slytherins. when you have not been instructed to do so. nor his tone softening. he got on with the first lesson. in a duel with me. “House rivalries. I will stand for no prejudices. The first pair I find even so much as sniping at each other. family feuds. Ron and Hermione were the only ones that did as he asked straight away. waiting eagerly – or somewhat less eagerly in the Slytherins case – and then they stared to fidget. to see what would happen. then watched as they stared at him.So he’d better disabuse them of that notion now. “Stand up. “You will be working together. . putting them in a girl/boy. along with Pansy. his voice being the only one to speak out and break the silence. probably hoping for a practical since the last time they had been told to stand up had been for just that reason … and Devon knew for a fact that none of the others teachers did things the way he was going to. Names mean NOTHING inside this room.” “Can you even do that?” a Slytherin sneered disdainfully and Devon arched an eyebrow. he had Draco Malfoy sat next to Harry on the front row. he had to admit. He was grateful when he didn’t pass anybody who wanted to talk on the way. He breathed another sigh of relief as he crossed the room and shut the door behind him. He snorted softly at the thought. some even said that he was worse than Snape. he had hoped that they truly had pissed off for the night – his luck wasn’t in though. as soon as he had something to eat. Hermione had been pleased as well. but just the thought of meeting an overly cheerful headmaster on the way soon changed his mind. He didn’t bother to go to the Great Hall for tea after lessons had finished and instead he gathered all of his papers together the best he could and locked them up in his desk drawer. But. He had only cursed him three times. relieved when he reached his rooms. He muttered the password wearily and then slipped through the wards in into the room. He had been worried that Harry wouldn’t have been pleased – but apparently. Remus and Sirius were either asleep. huh?” . after all. He smirked at the thought and then shook his head. still tense as those hands started to massage his shoulders lightly at first. When he heard the bedroom door open. He briefly considered going down to get that potion Severus had mentioned earlier. everybody in the school knew that he was strict. He had treated everybody the same. he was even more tired but it had all gone well. It was amusing considering her opinion of Devon had gone up slightly then … but Ron’s had gone down a little. He shut up the classroom with the strongest wards and charms and then made his way back to his rooms. By lunch time that day. hoping that Remus and Sirius had gone out for the day. and so he moved into the makeshift kitchen and glanced in the fridge. He should have known that. but none of them had even dared to THINK that he was unfair and biased. “That good. He rather thought that they would prefer to sit in a detention for hours with Severus than actually stop him in the corridor and ask him something. Silence. he cursed inwardly as two sets of feet padded further into the room. his young cousin knew exactly what he was doing and. He collapsed on the chair by the table while he waited for his dinner to cool and then smiled slightly as he thought of the approving smile that Harry had shot his way after that first lesson. and then firmer. He didn’t bother to lift his head off the table though and tensed when hands settled on his shoulders. “How did it go?” Remus asked. not that he thought for a minute that the students would dare stop him. he should give the redhead more credit. only being broken now and again by himself. more or less. letting it fall forward onto the smooth wooden surface. flicking up a locking charm and a silencing charm so that none of the noise from the corridors could annoy him. and the same sort of seating arrangements for every other class he had that day as well and by the time the last class was out.He repeated the same words. He decided on going to bed. his tone full of amusement and Devon answered with a grunt. When he hadn’t heard a word from them. more importantly. The silence in the room was most welcome. knew exactly why he was sat in between Draco and Pansy. or out wandering. They were gorgeous. the sight of them wet. a mouth closed over his own and a tongue thrust inside forcefully. Completely. almost immediately. knowing that they had him. They were naked. holding him up. and he tensed all over again. just completed the picture. while the other hand went straight for the buttons of his robes. as if to push him away. He felt a chuckle. men. hard. but Remus didn’t give him a chance. unable to stop his eyes from trailing down the slightly scarred chest of the werewolf. holding him in place.“Are you going to piss off and leave me alone. his voice slightly muffled. or do I need to sleep in the classroom tonight?” Devon asked after a minute. They wanted him. He shut his mouth and swallowed hard. trying to find his breath again as his eyes fell closed. and Devon felt Sirius step back a minute so that he could push the robes to the floor. He was pulled up onto his feet and then a second body pressed up behind him. They weren’t going to risk his turning them down again now. He felt a tongue flicker out and drag down his neck before the hands were gone and Remus took a good few steps back. Remus pressed their groins together. when his words failed him and his body filled with more life than was appropriate. Two completely hot. holding him up in case he fell. “This – this is so wrong…” he managed to gasp out but before he could say anything else. further down to the hard leaking cock that seemed to be reaching out for him. His robes were pushed open to reveal his shirt and trousers. He bit back a moan quickly and tried to get himself to wrench his eyes away as his trousers tightened. Sirius went back to the buttons of his shirt. from the shower with a towel loosely around their waists and now this… completely and utterly naked. popping them open nimbly. He couldn’t mask the desire from his eyes and the two smirks that they wore. Then. Devon lifted his head. he seriously couldn’t bring himself to want to. He whimpered. All of it flashed before his eyes (and ears) as his chair was kicked out from under the table and he was turned around. All the noises over the last few days. pooling at their feet. expression blank once more. Sirius’ arm wound around his waist from behind. much like he had done at Grimmuald place and Devon’s grip on his shoulders tightened. His hands were on Remus’ shoulders. He banished all thoughts of how wrong this was and melted . demanding entrance. Remus finally pulled back and Devon panted harshly. closer to his ear than he had expected. but ended up gripping onto him tightly. Just knowing that that body was as naked as the one in front of him dragged another whimper from his throat. They were both there. and was about to tell them to go and jump from the highest tower. the sounds of pleasure and pleading. He found that he couldn’t push them away if he wanted to … and right now. dripping. They were both naked. going straight back in for another kiss. His mouth went dry as Sirius made a move out of the corner of his eye to attract his attention … and his eyes followed the same path. He snuggled down into the arms that were wrapped around him and smiled slightly. He he he he I loveddddd writing that scene! Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason Summary: AU: Slash. Merlin! . though. “Beautiful. He whimpered when the cloth caught on his arousal before they were pulled down completely. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. leaving him as bare as the other two. a twenty-eight year old wizard. Remus smiled at him and then took his hand. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. crushing their mouths together on his own accord this time. He tensed slightly at that and wrenched his mouth away from Remus to glance down. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. When he felt the second arm thrown lazily over his waist. In doing so. When he pulled back. his eyes still closed. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. but he certainly hadn’t expected Remus to push him back further against Sirius and to lean down to lick and kiss every scar he could find.slightly when Remus did that thing with his tongue again … and then he felt hands on his bare chest.Fallen from a time where all was lost. Chapter Fourteen Devon woke the next morning with a somewhat contented sigh. Words died on his lips again and he couldn’t even think of a protest as nimble fingers worked the zip of his trousers while another set plucked open the button. Remus sucked on a particularly bad scar. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. his boxers along with them.” He choked at that and then grabbed Remus and heaved him back up onto his feet quickly. wordlessly leading him into the bedroom. He becomes Devon Evander Potter. he stilled completely and tried to remember what had happened. his shirt had been pushed open. He half expected the two men to push him away after seeing the scars. even as he used one of his hands to rub teasingly against the cloth covered erection. A moan burst from his lips as his head was gently guided back to lean on Sirius’ shoulder and then his trousers were pushed down at an agonising pace. Until now. He felt a stirring behind him and glanced over his shoulder to see two sets of eyes flicker open and then fix on him. and things were changing now – Harry would never be the person that Devon was. A kiss was dropped on his lips firmly as Remus crouched down and then they were staring directly into each others eyes and Remus lifted a hand to cup his cheek. He had slept – all night – without a single nightmare and that alone startled him. his eyes still closed as a thumb brushed across his lips. safe and wanted.” The werewolf murmured and Devon closed his eyes for a minute and. it wasn’t right that one should be this confused after waking up. He stared. a flicker of discomfort shot up his spine to confirm that he had. He almost chuckled at the thought. Devon. This wasn’t his world. He felt well rested. he had needed that sleep something terrible. stretched languidly. He glanced over at the two sleeping marauders and worried his bottom lip slightly. But it was still wrong… wasn’t it? Merlin. other than in passing. indeed. Devon opened his mouth to say something but then watched as Remus climbed out of the bed. He knew Remus was right and he knew that his Severus would probably be up there now. and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. for the rest of your life.” The animagus murmured softly. It was all too confusing. It was obvious that neither Remus nor Sirius felt any inappropriate attractions to Harry. Only Severus had been able to keep the dreams at bay. He knew he should get out of there as soon as possible. It wouldn’t be fair to us … and it wouldn’t be fair to your lover. “We know that we could never replace what you have lost. It had been so long since someone had touched him in any way. at the bare chests and naked skin that went on under the thin covers that were pulled up over all three of them. unable to do anything else. “We will not even try to do that – but the truth is. And he had enjoyed every minute of it. So long since he had the comfort of a lovers arms wrapped around him. leant into the touch. seeing that they were both still fast asleep. and then padded across to him. Really. A small voice pointed out that he wasn’t Harry anymore. alone.He snapped his eyes open and looked from Remus to Sirius and back again. knew that it was wrong and that it could never happen again … but he didn’t want to. they have gone now and you cannot keep yourself wrapped up away. his body felt alive in a way that he had been missing for years and was pained though not unpleasantly. He felt … much better than he had in a long time. unconsciously. that they weren’t his godfathers. unsure of what the hell he was supposed to do now. When he shifted. . pushing himself up on his elbow to press a kiss to his back. cursing him every name under the sun and muttering about Gryffindor stupidity and sacrifices. been thoroughly fucked. not wanting to wake either of the two men up. He sighed and brushed his hand over his face.” Devon sighed softly. “Mmm… morning lover. He sat up slowly. nor was it his time. only Severus had made him feel secure. who I am sure would want nothing more than for you to be happy. It wouldn’t be fair to you. Their smiles widened and Sirius lifted up a hand to run it down Devon’s back slowly. and both smiling. though. Could he love them like that? He thought he was already starting too. It took him a good ten minutes to convince himself that it had been a nightmare. But what if he lost them again? What if he gave in to this now. and that Umbridge wasn’t really standing over him with more of that stuff. Wasn’t really trying to do anything. He saw the need. it all made sense in a weird way. at that meeting. He remembered when he left two nights ago. He saw concern and he saw care. his feet hitting the lush carpet below. and stood and very slowly placed one foot in front of the other. and to be bare to her eye as she prepared to steal his memories … He shuddered. before sighing and slipping his hands in his pockets. He shook this from his mind as he shakily got out of bed. He was no longer Harry Potter. He didn’t know why that had shaken him up so much. Only Harry’s Severus remained. We felt it the moment you opened yourself enough to show your magic.” … Really. and as the man who had been Devon’s mate in the past. for you. He smiled to himself. but to feel her hands touching his chest like that and his legs. He had changed. let alone in everybody else’s. we care for you deeply. His heart yearned for them. he opened his eyes and stared straight into the waiting amber ones in front of him. it will be hard and we are willing to be there for you. He nodded. “You are our mate. --------Harry awoke about two in the morning in a cold sweat. he was already doing everything he could so that that didn’t happen. for a touch. That wasn’t even his name anymore. We know that. then it only made sense that Devon too should receive a new mate. So. and it hurts us to see you so down and distant. Severus told him to come down to the dungeons anytime he felt. His body longed for them … even his mind did. only to lose Sirius at the end of the year? What if he lost Remus as well? He couldn’t do that but – but he knew that he wouldn’t let them leave him. Everybody had a mate for themselves. accepted what he himself wanted so much. He couldn’t face the humiliation. He slipped it on and tied it tight. if you would let us. He wondered… if Severus would be pissed at him coming to see him so late. Devon. for a comfort. He knew that. And he needed them. He hadn’t told anyone about what happened and didn’t dare too. in his own mind. He still hated to see the sympathetic and pathetic little looks on their faces. even if they were his best friends. He summoned his wand and dropped it in his pocket as he stared straight ahead into the night. He grabbed his robe off the nightstand. for security. . Already. he sighed. somewhat shakingly. It could be so easy to love you. was now Harry’s mate here. After a few minutes. when it had given in trying to tell him how wrong it was.His Severus was gone. He saw the desire in there … desire for him. a true wide smile as he thought about the invitation. so easy. and moved from Severus.” He whispered softly. “Why not Devon?” asked Severus. now that the man was in the Hogwarts corridors every day now. just make sure you don’t fall in. and turned around facing him. Then Harry asked. As he slipped himself into the shadows of Hogwarts. The two stared at one another for several moments. “I was going. He then stopped at the goblin and snake… He sighed softly and shook his head. “Well.” He muttered before nodding to Draco and walking out into the chilly corridors. in a black robe.” he said. He sniffed as he thought of it. “I like the fire. As he stared at the portrait he shook his head visibly and turned away. and stared down at his feet as if it were interesting.but he thought that was going too far. he passed two prefects that were on duty at the moment. That’s when he heard a low voice. Harry cleared his throat.” He muttered. and the teen had been going down to the dungeons a lot when he wasn’t with Devon.” His eyes flickered upwards and stared at Severus. . A couple times he had slept down there.” He lied smoothly. “I. his grey eyes not leaving the dark headed teen. He walked down the slope and then around the dungeons and passed a stone carved wall that you wouldn’t notice if you hadn’t been looking for it. It seemed that the man was allowing his facial expressions to be read for the first time. passing several snoring portraits. as he was guided into the room. “I can’t sleep. Without speaking Harry leaned into him. Harry stopped and let go of the handle and glanced over at youth and thought about snapping at him but then remembered Devon’s plan. concern washing through them deep onyx irises. he would just get yelled at. “What are you doing out of your room?” Draco shrugged. It was a look that was becoming more and more common and less surprising. He knew that Draco wouldn’t tag along for that. Harry almost didn’t want to leave him after the man had helped him get back onto his feet.to see my cousin. Way too late of the night. As he began to walk he felt someone brush up against him. as he made his way toward the door of the prefect common room. “What are you doing?” Questioned Draco’s voice. “I-” He shrugged. and crossed the floor and out the door in a pair of fuzzy blue slippers. He pressed his head against the man’s chest. the teen shifted and lifted his gaze over his shoulder to see Severus standing there. before Severus slipped his arm around the boy’s shoulder. whose face was now readable. “Dream. The firelight in the hearth flickered ominously. Harry breathed in softly and quietly through his nose as he went the long way down around the corridors.I wanted to come to you. It had been a little more than a week. Harry nearly flushed.Odd things were happening to his mind and things with Severus were seriously changing. quickly. Severus grabbed the covers and pulled them over Harry who smiled slid his arm over the Slytherin’s hard stomach. “Oh. and he smiled knowing exactly why Devon put the two together… The two were quiet for several moments. just like the first night he entered the corridors all distressed. you tell the truth even if it isn’t in a subtle and kind way. The robe didn’t do much to hide the feel of the man’s body. “Thank you… Severus.” “Hmm-” was the only thing the Potion’s Master responded. . and as soon as he was down on the couch. taking in the scent of the man’s bath robe. Harry smiled softly and thanked him.or so he noticed. as Severus leaned his head back against the couch. But instead the man’s arms raised and wrapped securely around the leaner black-haired man. “Idon’t know.enjoyable.and how do you know?” “You’re a Slytherin.” Severus smirked and amusement set in over his face. eyes staring down at Harry who stared up at him. When Harry finally moved it was reluctantly. as the boy snuggled as far as he could. and Harry to look up sheepishly. “Yes. “Your robe is comfortable.” stated Severus smoothly. although his chest was pumping furiously. conjuring a bed on the couch. as a hand ran up and down his back.also he probably would have lost his sanity due to the detentions ‘before’ it all happened. “As big of a bastard as you have been to me. The bed looked extremely comfortable. afraid to be shoved off and onto the floor. Harry rested his cheek against Severus’ shoulder. quietly. He saw a look of guilt a look of sympathy and a few other things that Harry couldn’t decipher. “Mhmm.” He whispered. “Would you stay until I fell asleep?” Severus thought about this for a moment and then nodded. as Harry quickly scrambled up moving his legs so he could sit.” He passed Harry. Severus stared and nodded.” laughed Harry. “Good night Harry.he had never been so close to this man before and the last few weeks have been nothing but.like being down here. “I just. This caused Severus to snicker.Harry saw wonderment in those eyes and in that face.” He admitted. had it not been for Severus who knew what would have happened in that room.” He said.” He said. It was a spice that was intoxicating.” Harry responded. “You can stay here tonight. and boxed his shoulders and stared at Severus before walking closer. before he slid under the cool covers.” He said hesitantly. his arm around Harry. Severus watched him as he pulled the covers over his body and then his eyes went back to the man standing there.except this time it was different. “I-” Harry sighed. Harry moved into Severus and wrapped his arms around the man. “You never lied to me. Harry shifted into his arms. who grabbed his wrist gently. cheekily.finest silk.without hesitating. flatly. “He thinks highly of you. with one hand on the man’s left arm and the other touching his shoulder while Severus’ careless hand was on his waist. where the dark mark was. It was a very overdue one. You’ll find that I keep secrets… about everything when it comes to him.if that’s possible Harry. but he had a rare smile on his face.” “I realise you can’t tell me.” Harry tilted his head. His eyes locked with Harry.” he corrected. “Yeah-” Harry’s hand instinctively touched the man’s left arm.otherwise you never would have considered mentoring me nor would you have kept tabs on Umbridge” He said with determination in his voice and in his eyes. “How does he know me?” “He knows a lot Severus. “The real you. Severus blinked and stared at Harry.” “I know now. and I know what its like to keep a secret. “No. The covers were drawn over Harry and part of Severus. “I realized things this year. Harry was sitting halfway up.” said Harry.I am.that I ask you for help.” He said softly. “I don’t know what to say. I don’t like Black nor do I like Lupin but I have respect for Devon Potter-” “Devon likes you. and I can be a big enough man to admit when I’m wrong.” Severus moved and faced Harry properly.” said Severus. “Yes. The boy snickered and bowed his head.I’m not. I know you’re different. smiling. shaking his head. You’re not James Potter. I can’t tell you. eyes moving up to Severus. “Not my place. he was the one who suggested this in the first place. setting the record straight and admitting to their stupidity.” He then said. I knew nothing about this world when I came into it. solemnly. Not the Severus Snape that walks around hating everyone.Severus arched an eyebrow. Harry chuckled. however the look of loneliness had flashed through his eyes.” He said. “You used to hate me-” “Until you started treating me normal or close enough to normal. because Devon can’t always be around and I know what’s asked of me. we’ve established that years ago. “Neither is surviving Avada Kadavera but I managed now didn’t I?” “Impossible Gryffindor. Severus flinched but did not snap or move away.” Murmured Severus.” He said. indifferently. “What do you want Harry?” “To know you better-” said Harry simply. “Not sure. “I made a mistake and I’m going to be a bigger man and admit it. The two were awake now and having a full fledged conversation in the middle of the night. I’m a spy and I can’t-” . ” He murmured. He closed his eyes with a smile and soon knew no more. He was in the dungeons.what the hell did Devon know?’ Thought Harry gulping. “No more dreams?” asked Severus.” he admitted. and his eyes snapped open. For one second he was about to panic. Severus moved his hand and then grabbed Harry’s chin and lifted it up. it happened. “So it seems.“Why can’t you? I’m not asking you to stop. and as he shifted. Severus other hand came up and cupped around the Gryffindor’s head and moved his mouth deepening the kiss into Harry’s lips. as Severus studied him intently. realizing he was in something very ‘very’ comfortable. and that’s why it was so dark. don’t I?” Greeneyes penetrating dark ones. softly as he pushed the covers back. as he swept through the room and over to his cedar black wardrobe and pulled out an emerald green silk robe that had the Slytherin emblem on it. “Sheesh! I wind up in everyone’s bed nowadays. even though it’s kind of frightening but I realise this is a war. as Harry nodded and butterfly kissed him once more before lowering his head and pressing it just under the crook in Severus’ neck. and as Severus took hold and charge Harry was blown away… when they parted the two were just centimetres away from each others lips.it was calm. Harry had been kissed. Harry looked over at Severus who was leaning against the door. “I’ve been in ‘some’ of that territory before.” Severus then said in a low hissing voice. “It’s late. The light shone in around him from the hallway.m. Eleven a. but I have to start somewhere. and practically see into those dark eyes. The kiss had a magnitude of 100 plus.” “I haven’t slept that good in a while. The kiss was like water. and then.” said an amused voice at the door. but he had never felt anything kissing anyone else. ‘Whoa. . until the focus came in and the scent hit his nose. as he sat there in the bed. The closer they got the more Harry could feel the man’s breath on him. He laid there for a moment with his eyes shut pondering where he could be and then it hit him. but just because it’s a war. --------When Harry awoke the next morning. “We’ll talk about this in the morning. he shifted and whimpered gently.BED? He stared around him and realized he was in Severus’ large canopy bed. do we all have to be alone?” If anything made sense it was what Harry had said.” said Severus. soothing. he had kissed Severus last night. The teenager’s free hand was touching his opposite’s cheek.. Harry’s eyes widen. but all he saw was blackness everywhere. Harry moved in and pressed his lips against Severus’ very gently. “You’re travelling in territories that you have no idea about. before Harry shifted and gently moved his hand and it touched his chest instinctively. and addicting. ” He murmured. Go and get one. . “Can I get a shower?” he then asked. He was about a head shorter than Severus and Devon who were the same height.” He said smiling. and stared at the foods. prophecy. The hallway and then the lounge were much brighter than the bedroom. he followed Severus out but not before waving his hand behind the man’s back and summoning his wand. “Had no idea what you ate. “You may need it.” Severus handed him the green robe. in thick black locks. Harry slipped the robe over his frame and smiled at how silky it felt against his frame. and then you can take a shower. strawberries. He could imagine just how much skinnier he would be had Devon not been around to put him on a special diet. I heard. “Here. and hung off his hips. “Yeah. “No.Harry shook his head. no more.” He admitted. which slipped off the stand and into his hand. breakfast. All that working out had done the fifteen-year-old a lot of good. and nodded as he draped it over his forearm. as Harry followed him over to a small table for four. but it wasn’t an uncomfortable silence. conversationally. He smirked. “Thanks. “No. and as he tied it. At the moment he was wearing a white male tank top that clung to his chest and abs. before tapping it with his wand causing it to disappear. as Severus studied him for a moment before nodding. Guard duty. He handed Severus his robe. and a few other items. "Although I know Occlumency to keep out the visions. while Severus did the same. between the two and the ruffling of the Daily Prophet. It was quiet between the two men. it doesn't keep out nightmares and memories. He adjusted his combat boots before using his hand and smiling as everything cleaned itself up spick and span.” he said waving his hand. I had an elf bring you some clothes. things are low key at the moment. he sighed and wrapped the towel around his lower half. “So. to himself before opening the door. and wiped the fog on the mirror and peered into it.” Harry smiled.” Harry gulped." He swiped a hand through his hair as he got out of the bed and realized he was wearing just his boxers. while his jeans were black and boot cut. He plopped down.” Harry nodded.” “Come. “Keep it. showing a bit of flesh up above the jeans. The clinking of the silverware could be heard. he noticed and his hair had just passed his shoulders.” said Severus. stabbing at the sausage with his fork. Severus glanced up. His young handsome face was maturing slowly but surely. “Anyone die?” asked Harry.” Nodding. As soon as Harry stepped out of the shower and placed his feet onto the cool tiled floor. He was becoming more defined around the jaw line. I had them bring a little of everything. and then reached for the pancakes. “You don’t need to ask. as Severus circled him. “Everything.” Notes: A few things I think seriously need clearing up here.” He said feebly and weakly.” However the man’s eyes were raking up and down Harry’s body. It seemed to be a feeling of. smirking as Severus made no movement to move away. Harry smirked.Severus stared at him.or female. So there. :P Hope you like. “S’wrong with muggle clothes?” he said.Muggle clothes?” he then said. with a whole new glint in his eyes.contentment and he smiled. “I rather like these jeans. Devon. glancing down at himself.” he said silkily and Harry grinned.” “Don’t you have any robes?” asked Severus walking over and plucking a piece of string off Harry’s chest. “Robes can be too restrictive sometimes. arching an eyebrow and sneering slightly.” he said.” he said. “It’s nice to be wanted sometimes but they were just helping me experiment really.” he said. and took the notion and stepped closer and ran his hands up Severus’ chest. grinning. but I prefer muggle clothes over them.” Severus smirked as he wound his arms around Harry’s waist and brought him closer. “Devon?” Harry nodded. “What did they do?” he asked in a low silky voice and Harry blinked. “No other man will touch you. blushing. “Uh – nothing really.” “Hmmm. “I know-” The feel of being wanted slipped up him and it surrounded his chest and his body. “For a shy Gryffindor you are … persistent.” Severus’ eyes flashed and he arched an eyebrow. “I guess they’ll do.” “Hmm.” The grip around Harry was enough to get an instant reaction in his pants. after everything he has suffered. nodding. “Yes. “I got a whole new wardrobe this summer. .” He teased. Harry smiled cheekily. “I know. Harry and Devon are not the same any more. Harry and Severus belong together. If you’re going to be mine… then you will be mine. “Yes. has changed as has his scent. just showing me how it is and … stuff. I'll even put it in bold for those who dont read these things (cos I never do :P) so here goes: Harry is not the mate of Remus and Sirius. but muggle clothes suit me better. and stopped in front of Harry. He shivered in the man’s arm and nodded as he pressed his cheek against the man. and then his eyes snapped onto those dark ones. “I’d like to see you in something ‘other’ than robes. “Define everything?” asked Harry casually as he turned around. “Yup. well Fred and George may have helped me in that area. and as things are changing and everything has been knocked into an alternate universe.” He muttered. Thanks to the bootiful Terri for editing. as he practically ‘skipped’ through the halls and toward the Prefect Common Room. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. she had been warming up to him after the lessons they had. He hummed a muggle tune to himself as he approached the prefect’s portrait and spoke the password. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. Better that than the truth. I feel better. and he wasn’t about to tell him. Harry couldn’t blame her. “Oh. but they thought it was a curse attack – they hadn’t a clue of what exactly had happened. it’s good to see that you’re feeling better mate. of course. Chapter Fifteen Harry felt as if he was floating on a white puffy cloud. Everyone else merely thought that he and Devon had had a row or something. The middle was practically left bare as it was for those who wanting to mix together. the Hufflepuffs. In doing so. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. Hermione had cooled off a lot to Devon as well. Upon entering. The Slytherins in one. he knew that his mood had been deteriorating seriously lately. but he had a good reason for that. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. Though. Luna. a twenty-eight year old wizard. looking quite shocked. laughing when everyone turned to stare at him. He walked over and plopped down next to Luna and gave her a kiss on the cheek. He becomes Devon Evander Potter.” “I’m fine!” Harry replied as he waved his hand dismissively. then the Ravenclaws. in return. ignoring the change of subject for a minute. but when she found out that Umbridge had attacked Harry – and then . I was beginning to get worried. He wondered about the girl sometimes. It was like an unspoken agreement as to which part of the room the different houses got. he wouldn’t be surprised if Luna knew or had guessed somehow.Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason Summary: AU: Slash. and finally the Gryffindors. They all knew that Umbridge had attacked him. He grinned as he flung his arm around Luna’s shoulder. “Well. now he thought about it. he saw that the other prefects were all there in their areas. smiled vaguely and ran her hands through his hair lightly.Fallen from a time where all was lost. He was in an incredibly good mood and he wore a blinding smile on his face that would make anybody stop and stare. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny.” Harry replied eventually. “What’s made you so happy?” Hermione asked. shrugging. just things. “So. Even those that didn’t know him well was left wondering as to what could make him so completely happy. what’s everybody doing anyway?” Ron arched an eyebrow and looked at him. “I don’t know if he’ll go for it or not.” “No. dragging Hermione’s disapproving attention away from Harry and to him. “Oh. He isn’t good with people. sending a disapproving look to Harry as she looked around pointedly for his books. who had been invited in just about as often as Ron and Luna. I didn’t think I was being biased when I said that he’s the best teacher we’ve had. Will you ask him? I think he should lead it – kind of like the duelling club in second year. He was an excellent teacher when he was actually being helpful instead of barking. “Why don’t you tell him about your great idea now?” Harry lifted an eyebrow at that and turned to look at Hermione. for some reason. tilting his head to the side. the only reason he’s here now is as a favour to Dumbledore and to me. he is very good … but it doesn’t hurt to practice and learn more does it? I mean. “True indeed. Neville and sometimes Ginny just came whenever they felt like it. “I mean. and he made sure to explain everything smoothly and the rewarding swipes of the tongue and gentle brushes really did help. “I was thinking that we could start a defence club Harry. Why on earth was she so bothered about that? Oh. hesitating. frowning again now.” Harry said.Umbridge went missing straight after – well. from all subjects. she thought that Devon wasn’t a particularly good teacher – but he knew that she was pleased with how things were going there. “Defence club? I like the idea … but … well … don’t you think Devon is good enough? I mean. “I’ve done mine too. Unless. watching as she flushed at the sudden attention. was sitting their with them all.” He grinned to himself then as he thought back to when Severus helped him with all of his work. . perhaps thinking that Devon had done all his homework for him. I had help on it. There is a war going on now. “Hey Hermione!” Neville called.” He said slowly. but he wasn’t even going to dignify that with an answer.” Hermione said somewhat pompously. we need all the defence we can get now with You-Know-Who. Luna.” Hermione replied. a little defensively. no. yes … but not only might Devon be offended. “Well. He wasn’t sure whether he even wanted to ask Devon. but the fact is. uhhh-” she stuttered for a minute and then braced herself and took a deep breath.” He blinked. Neville.” “I hardly think it’s fair to pin that on him. well. and Ron. this defence club might mean the difference between life and death. we’ve just finished up on our homework. it was more than a little obvious to those who could put two and two together. you know that…” “True. it was a good idea. but not so much of a joke.” Harry squirmed slightly when everyone turned to look at him expectantly and he worried his bottom lip between his teeth. it wasn’t fair to ask him to do more than he was willing. and we need to prepare. but she didn’t look in the least bit dissuaded. He knew why she had been glaring at him a minute before. He frowned slightly. He shivered inwardly at the thought and grinned sheepishly when Luna nudged him back down to earth. None of the other prefects bothered to complain anymore. then Devon will be more likely to agree. her making Ron chose like this? He watched as the redhead turned from Hermione to Harry and back again.“No – I don’t mean to.” “Fine. “I don’t dislike him – I think he is a really good teacher – but I just wish you would question these things. “Right Ron?” Harry blinked once more. If he says no. Hermione. but I’m not going to ask more than once. The fact that Devon was just as likely to say no to Dumbledore as he was to Harry didn’t matter. just because you and I do not agree. you ask him – and I’ll just mention to the headmaster and see what he thinks. then he says no.” “I don’t expect you to. Don’t you think it’s strange that people only remembered about him when he got here? Don’t you think it’s weird that even Dumbledore forgot he existed?” she whispered and then looked down. Devon was everything to him. Hermione merely worried her bottom lip and then blushed.” Harry looked at her then with exasperation and shook his head. Did she expect him to choice? And now. who knew exactly how much he had always wanted a family. Will you ask him?” “I’ll ask him. “I just – I just think you should be more careful is all. rubbing them. tears in her eyes. or his best friend … but then Harry decided that he didn’t care and he didn’t necessarily want to know.” Harry gritted his teeth slightly at that. I know you dislike Devon. It’s about time you grew up and started acting your age.” Hermione said. “I’m sure we can find someone equally good to help him. and then turned to look at the others. if he doesn’t want me to.” He replied somewhat mildly.” “I’m hardly going to go against Devon. looking at Hermione as if she was off her head. “You could help him. “That’s hardly fair. Perhaps if Professor Dumbledore asks Devon. He’s really helped me a lot this summer and he’s everything I’ve ever wanted – I’m not about to throw that away because you disapprove. does not mean that you have to make our friends chose between us. but everything seemed to be a struggle lately. Luna took his hand in her own and looked down at his finger nails. his temper cooling considerably. He stood up. . “Okay. staring at him now with a small frown. isn’t he?” she asked snappily. “Don’t bother answering that Ron. he could see that she was fighting the urge to smirk and it irritated him that she would try to manipulate his cousin like that. clearly not liking being put on the spot like this either. but you don’t know him anywhere near as well as I do. I was worried about you and then this man turns up out of the blue and you trust him and you love him and its like nothing else matters. I love him. ever since their first year. looking at her. Did she really disapprove of Devon that much? She.” He said firmly and then held up his hand to still any protests. Professor Lupin's here. He didn’t know what had got into her. He couldn’t help but wonder whether he’d chose his ohso-obvious crush. rolling her eyes.” Hermione replied in the smallest voice he had heard from her. when Dumbledore asks. “I don’t understand what's wrong with you.” Harry replied firmly and Hermione nodded. watching as Harry slammed the door shut behind him.it’s called Domin-Ice-Break. and then I wouldn’t have ignored you would I?” he asked dryly as he sat back down at his desk and watched as Harry took the seat opposite without hesitation. --------Devon arched an eyebrow as he glanced up from his desk. “Well. “Uh. he dropped his quill and climbed to his feet gracefully. Harry smiled and pulled out a game that Luna had introduced him too not so long ago.” With that said he sat back down and waited for her to do the same.uh. She would let it drop. with my life. “Why couldn’t you sleep?” “No reason.“Devon is a very private man. I do trust him explicitly. debating whether to ignore the somewhat insistent knock on his office door. “Even so … he has told me everything about himself and what he has told me all adds up. Just up. When said knocking turned into frustrated banging though.” he said again and Hermione nodded again.” He smiled and set it out carefully even as Hermione stared at him. opening the door with a wave of his hand.” Harry retorted somewhat playfully now. “Oh!” said Luna leaning up on her seat. Without pause for thought now. I can’t repeat that because it is not my place – but having heard from him. but relaxed slightly when he saw that the teen was merely a little pissed off. “And I will speak to Dumbledore. “One would think it would have been obvious. “What is that?” asked Neville curiously. Those questions of yours have not remained unanswered to me. “Did you have to take so long to answer the bloody door? I’ve managed to scare a group of first year Hufflepuffs now. he stretched out his senses and then blinked when he saw that it was Harry.” he explained softly. No.” He replied as he rubbed the back of his hand subconsciously and offered her what he hoped was a reassuring smile. is it?” .” said Harry smiling. you know.up the other night and couldn’t sleep she was up and played it with me. you could just have told me you were coming. unconvinced. “When I was. “Its not like anybody else would dare to kick shit out of your door. they think I’ve gone around the bend – especially when its your door that I was banging on!” the Gryffindor prefect muttered irritably as he stepped inside and Devon’s lips twitched into a small smile of amusement. Hermione nodded. He half expected to see his cousin looking panicked. She looked at him closely for a minute and then nodded.” With that said. “I will ask him. He didn’t look too tired.” Devon nodded and pushed the useless piles of homework to one side as he studied his cousin carefully. indeed. I’m doing everything in my power to assure that. so he hadn’t stopped eating. Considering this office was the same one that it had happened in.” he said all of this quickly as if he was trying to convince his cousin of the match but then he paused when he saw the total lack of surprise. eyes-wide. “He’s being really – patient with me. “I kissed him. and he was being really nice to me and he helped me and I just – I kissed him – and he kissed me back.” “I see. Here. averting his eyes. He allowed a smile of approval to cross his lips. He watched as his younger cousin shifted slightly and ducked his head. That had to be a good sign.” “You love him. didn’t you?” Devon snorted. and he figured that he had already started to fall – but could he seriously stay .” Harry blurted and then ducked his head once more. a little embarrassed.” “Was he-” Harry started but then paused and bit his lip. “He is your mate. hesitating. “A little of both actually. lifting his eyebrow again at the faint blush that graced the Gryffindors expression. still chewing nervously on his bottom lip. Voldemort will not win. “You knew already. his tone a little colder than he had intended. He knew that he too could bring himself to love Severus. Remus and Sirius commanded it from Devon … and Harry usually went down to the dungeons.” Harry whispered softly. but for now you must seize all the happiness you can get. Here.” Harry murmured softly. “My returning here has caused a rift … this world is not the same as the last. “It was the other day. The two of them hadn’t really had a chance to be alone for a while now as. Devon was quite frankly surprised that Harry had come down here at all. “But… what about you?” “He is your mate.or did you just miss me?” he asked. your friends and family will not die.” Harry stared at his cousin with a small frown. He didn’t have to wait long to find out.” Devon told him firmly. That was definitely good. something that Harry didn’t miss.” Devon replied neutrally after a short while and then offered a reassuring smile. so he was obviously getting some sleep and he looked quite healthy. But he had. when they did have free time.“I rather thought it was Remus and Sirius actually … anyway. Not pushing at all. “Was he your husband? Was it him that you watched die?” “You mustn’t think of that Harry. was there something you wanted. We’ve talked about it a little and I – well I really like him. and one of pride. and Devon didn’t think that it was all about his show of pride either. “And are things going well between you now? Not too awkward?” “No – I – we’re taking it slowly. still blushing. Devon watched with idle amusement as his younger-self flushed completely but didn’t say anything. but he is lost to me now. We kissed – now spill it Mister! I want to know. but then closed it again with a snap when he remembered the first night back at Hogwarts when he had met Devon in the chamber of secrets. Especially considering you haven’t let anybody see who you really are. Harry. is not mine and he is not the same. He opened his mouth to ask who. I have changed since then Harry – and apparently. In the end.” Harry blinked at that and then stared at Devon open-mouthed for a minute. crossing his arms over his chest. we talked about him. “Mind you – I feel guilty now. clutching at his stomach as he tried to calm down enough to answer. and even I know how stubborn they can be when they have their minds set up. He sighed and leant forward on his desk. He died. “You? They seduced you?” “I fail to see what's so funny about that. Harry snickered. It was confusing to say the least.” Devon snapped stubbornly. when they find out…” he trailed off and cringed at the mere thought of the reactions.with the man his cousin loved? He felt like he was speaking to one of Severus’ ex-boyfriends. trying to decide the best way to say this without giving too much detail. “How did it happen?” “Weren’t we talking about you and Severus?” Devon interrupted firmly and Harry’s smirk widened. There’s nothing really to tell. he settled for something close to the truth.” Harry said.” He said bitingly and glared when Harry threw his head back and laughed. I’m surprised they’re moving so quickly. but at the same time he wasn’t.” Devon replied wearily. “It’s just … you… you seem so… unseduceable. the lack of rings under his eyes and the strength that he emitted instead of the weariness of the past few weeks. “They seduced me. not even bothering to try and remain pissed off when this was the first time that he had seen Harry laugh in a long while. “Even I know that you told them it was wrong. “Oh Merlin…” he breathed. They don’t even know who I am. he didn’t talk to any other students and he didn’t leave the castle. I have my own mate. “That must be so weird for you… I couldn’t even begin to imagine…” he trailed off then and smirked when he saw how uncomfortable his cousin looked. trying to get his head round it. He didn’t spend much time with the other teachers. aside from me. “No.” . sobering up instantly. “No. Still.” Devon cringed slightly and shrugged.” “That’s not even a word. I loved my Severus and I loved him dearly. How had he missed it? But… the only people that his cousin had been near for a while now were Remus and Sirius. The Severus you are falling in love with. and in a way he was. He had said that Remus and Sirius had kissed him. He took in the somewhat healthier colour skin. resting his chin in his hand as he thought back to that night. “It’s not your fault. Harry really couldn’t blame him – Remus and Sirius were his godfathers as far as he was concerned. training. But then again … he wasn’t sure if he was quite ready for that. Don’t know how she came to that conclusion really. I suppose she’s already gone to Dumbledore.” Devon murmured agreeably and then shrugged.” He murmured. you were the one that I thought would be asked this time … and yet you say that she’s gone to Dumbledore?” “Aye.” “You did this? I thought it was another one of those… changes. but the girls got a little of Slytherin in her. and just about everything else. Because they would. It made things more interesting.” he said softly.” Harry replied. I don’t want to see you hurt … so why not accidentally on purpose leave that journal of yours out…” Devon blinked at that and stared at Harry incredulously for a minute. but quite difficult. “They say that I am their mate. it will all be my fault and I should have told them and shouldn’t have given in – that’s just how it works. but then nodded slowly. “So things are okay with you then?” “Yep. Knowing should definitely get them to leave me alone anyway.” “So I’ll tell her no?” “Mmm. After a while. I’ll think on it. “it wasn’t a teacher that she and Ron was nagging into this … it was me. when we did it. “You could have shut me up from the explaining then!” “Mmm… I could. Before you yourself fall into this any deeper and end up getting hurt. He and Harry talked then about anything and everything.” Devon said and then sighed. About the weather. but I’m not making any promises. “then perhaps its time you let them find out. ordinary lessons. Well then. “I really don’t want to. smirking a little now and Devon nodded again. Harry broached the subject of the defence group. “Then.” Devon nodded and relaxed back in his chair. brushing his hand over his face.” Harry settled back in his chair and watched his older-self for a minute. that Hermione had asked him to talk about. even if he did mention it lightly. we had to hide from Umbridge as she banned all extracurricular activities that weren’t personally approved by her. “When we did this in my fifth year. seeing now how much this truly did bother him. but some things have changed. I told her you wouldn’t want to. “I’ll think about it. and so she said that perhaps if Dumbledore asked you. ignoring the slight twinge in his stomach that whispered that he didn’t want them to leave him alone.“Mmm. The idea certainly had merit. He shrugged. it’s … difficult for me being here already … but you all do need to learn.” . when this all comes out. he really couldn’t imagine himself in Devon’s shoes. I think you can safely tell her that my answers no – but I’ll listen to what Dumbledore says I suppose. Tough shit.” he said eventually when Harry had stopped talking. you would say yes. Its different now – you don’t have to hide it. Still.” Harry said and then huffed. and it would save him the nightly headaches and the gnawing feelings of guilt after every shag. like I said. “That she has. Devon listened with amusement. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. no matter how chilly it was. cos they’re not meant to be. I think. her dark eyes wide. Notes: A few things that I think need clarifying. Well. He becomes Devon Evander Potter.Harry nodded quickly. I agree that they do seem forceful. partly because of that. He was about to take advantage of that … and he wasn’t shifting until after curfew. alone and uninterrupted. hmm.lets begin. cos Roxie dearest was feeling guilty and sick of my nagging :D … well. and I honestly grew sick of trying to make our poor Gryffindor girl less of a bitch. Indeed. If they do seem like bastards. “What are you -” . they know what they want and they refuse to let him go unless it’s what he genuinely wants … and it’s obvious that he doesn’t genuinely want them to leave him alone. “Of course.Fallen from a time where all was lost. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. Gryffindor was given a four hour practice session on Saturday by Professor McGonagall. they were forceful. motioning for her. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. I was gonna say something else but now its totally gone… and that’s Roxie’s fault too :D Chapter Sixteen A smile graced the young Gryffindor’s face as he headed down to Quidditch Practice. In doing so. a twenty-eight year old wizard. The woman had been adamant about him getting in some practice time. but I – because it was me that wrote Devon parts – didn’t mean for them to seem like bastards. there was nothing better than flying through the air. She does get redeemed in the end. :p. she couldn’t stand Hermione at all. Many have you have asked what is up with Hermione and so I will tell you honestly and truthfully now: Its Roxie’s fault! When we wrote this. Remus and Sirius. shall we?” he asked. Also. being able to spend the rest of the day with his cousin. Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason Summary: AU: Slash. luckily it was tied back to prevent obscuring his eye sight. It was good. then I do apologise. Angelina arched an eyebrow. smirking. “GINNY!” shouted Harry. Harry didn’t mind. “HARRY! You made it!” Angelina nearly shrieked as she came running over. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. andthen turned the conversation to lighter topics. As he made his way leisurely down onto the grounds of Hogwarts. but mostly because Rox actually liked her in the sixth book. he felt the cool and cold air whip through his black hair and ruffle it. acknowledging what was said. as they crossed the fields. It was freezing cold but Harry was hot as hell when he got to the ground. “Sure thing Harry! Let’s get in the air and practice!” Angelina smirked. Harry just stared at her before he nodded and walked off waving his hand. “Argh .” teased George who was on the left. even when she played really nasty and bashed into him causing him to fall off. “Mhmm -” agreed Fred. Harry was knocked off. think you can lend me a hand?” he asked.“Gin. “Mhmm. “That was fucking awesome. “Don’t you get sick on me!” she ordered wagging her finger.” He admitted as he rolled over.” He said. He had been hit and shoved so many times by three of the Weasleys. as Harry groaned and felt his knees nearly buckle.” Fred and George were clapping for Harry who shot up in the air like a centaur’s arrow. which incidentally he caught all four times. “Well keep on it!” Harry said. “That was awesome. as Harry smirked. “Tomorrow McGonagall booked us for three hours!” Angelina called. beat up. “Wahooo! POTTER! Get ready for bludgers!” called Fred winking at Harry who smirked. “I didn’t think of that.yes and keep down on the back smacking. Even Ron’s happiness that Harry was here. I have never felt so good. His limbs were aching from all the Bludger hits and his face was almost black and blue. made him able to block four goals in a row. arching an eyebrow at the adorable red-head who nodded swiftly. Harry glanced up at the sky and realized that the storm clouds were starting to roll in.” . and boy did she give him a good rendition. and fought the fiery red head for the snitch. and veered out of sight when George wacked two at a time straight for Harry. “Storm you reckon?” asked Ron dumbly.” He said shifting and rolling his shoulders. Fred and George leaned over. He had ordered her to attack him like a Slytherin would. as the skies up ahead started to thunder. “Last two times I blocked NONE!” he enunciated. concern washing through her eyes. straight up and with a lot of power. Angelina came over. Ron came running up and pounded him hard in the back. as she stared down at him. The teen blushed. So for almost four consecutive hours. he literally toppled off and onto the ground with deep breaths in and out “HARRY! Are you all right?” asked Ginny concerned. and then to his feet. I need help fighting for the snitch. “Sorry mate! Did you see me? How many I blocked this time?” he said happily. “What a position. and onto his knees. ” he grumbled. His whole body up and down was sore. He was guided to the bathroom. AND Ginny knocking you the hell out. and drifted off to sleep. and as he collapsed on the bench he leaned back and smiled.Ron insisted that he was going to get some comfort food from the kitchens while Harry entered the locker rooms. The movement under him was enough to make him jerk awake. Weasley’s are strong! Ginny might be a petite little thing but gods she’s got a shove that can really knock the wind out of you -” He mumbled as he slid off the bed. his facial expressions twisted in a grimace.four hours of Weasleys hitting me and pelting me. “Sleep. “That tickles.not now .” Harry grunted. as he started to rise from dream world. “M’kay. .sore. “Falling asleep in the lockers!” grunted Severus’ low voice. The soft movements and the cold air whipped around the youth that had been fast asleep. and stripped him by hand of his clothes.” the boy grunted and shifted and snuggled himself into Severus’ arms. and rested his head tranquilly against Severus who murmured the words to his corridors and swept on through.” Harry begged. grumpily. and placed in a chair. He laid there staring up at the ceiling for several long moments before he closed his eyes. startled. Harry almost didn’t have the strength to get out of his clothes he was so wiped. “How could you? Lucky someone didn’t kidnap you or rape you. before Severus tended to Harry. Harry grunted. “That’s what you get when you play four hours and have Fred.C’mon.” Hissed Severus in the boy’s ear who groaned and nodded weakly. “Tired . “You look like something my owl drug in.” he then said. Severus stopped and glared at him. “It’s YOUR fault that I have to go through this. “Does it?” “Don’t . You need a hot bath to relax your muscles. “How’s it my fault?” “They’re your Slytherin’s. Severus was still bickering and murmuring when he laid Harry down on the bed.” he retorted.” Harry sat up and blinked several times. George.” he said.” Harry grunted. Severus smirked. he coughed and winced at his muscles and everything that was sore. “Feel like it. “All right . sit up. as the man grazed his underarm delicately to undo the pads from the Quidditch gear. with a groan. “Bath and then sleep.” Snorting. “I’m tired.” he begged. “You smell like distilled air and sweat mixed. staring up at the ceiling. who was murmuring things about how he had to do the same thing over and over.” he yawned. but had a smirk on his face. Harry then giggled.” mumbled Severus his nose twitching. The Potter heir took in a deep breath through his nose and let it out his mouth.” he said rolling his shoulder around only to hear a ‘pop’ sound. Harry did as he was told. Harry sunk down low into the large bath and hissed at the heat and stinging water that hit his body. “Does that feel good?” asked Severus.” “Speechless are we?” “Shut up and take your pants off. “Supposed to be. he closed his eyes feeling content. Harry’s hand touched Severus’ chest. Severus just gave Harry a look when the boy flushed slightly in the cheeks. that’s only the second time I’ve heard that one.” The Gryffindor Seeker took in a breath as he felt Severus’ hot breath against his skin that prickled and goose bumps developed along his neck and down his spine. grabbing onto Severus. Harry shook his head and shoved them to his feet. . they really worked me over. and running his left hand through Harry’s thick black hair and grabbing it very gently and arching the boy’s head to get better leverage. His shoulder’s really ached and hurt.” Severus’ eyes narrowed. That was when Severus delicately started running it over his skin. his body reacted instantly. “Sheesh. “Argh -” Harry let them drop to the floor and stepped out of them with a wince. the man’s black hair brushed against the teen’s shoulder. “Well. Severus stopped washing for a moment and drank in the soft sensual kiss before switching the sponge to his right hand. as he was gently pushed up in a sitting position. then gasped and jumped.” Severus ordered as he got down on his knees and leaned over the tub. it pushed in against his body causing him to sigh with relief.” Severus’ eyes raked over the boy’s lean athletic build as Harry walked over and slid in. “Get in. and touched the edge of his boxers. First his chest in sudsy circular motions. “Do I have to yank them down for you?” Gulping. of course. “Oh.” Severus said standing and crossing his arms. “Hot!” he breathed. Severus ran the sponge delicately against Harry’s back. “Of course. as he craved more. “Lean your head back against the rest.The look on Severus’ face meant that he totally forgot about that. Yet. He loved it. Instinctively Harry tilted his head until his lips met a familiar and tantalizing pair. “Mhmm. his eyes travelled over to Severus and watched the man as he squeezed gel onto a sponge. and cursed in his mind at the robes that were restrictive. Harry arched an eyebrow. He put one foot in the tub. Harry whimpered under the man’s tongue swipes and dominant force. as he moved his neck allowing the man to wash it. “I better be the ONLY one who tells you that.” Harry looked up sheepishly.” breathed Harry. Down boy!” he stood and fumbled with the Quidditch trousers with a groan. in a low baritoned voice. we’re about the same size. . and they stared into Severus’ as the man watched with a deep penetrating gaze as the boy started to shift his hips and pant more fiercely. lightly. Under the kisses Harry was now moaning and whimpering in ecstasy. “I get it!” he insisted patting the man’s chest. when Severus purposely dropped the sponge and curled his fingers around Harry’s long thick shaft. Severus arched an eyebrow. Severus wrapped the towel around Harry who smiled and went into the man. “You’ve seen me naked and I have yet to even see your chest. “Get in the bed. as his hand stroked the turned on teen in the bath. and scowled.” he muttered.” he whispered to Harry.” He pouted. Harry whimpered and thrust his head back. “You REALLY need something more than robes. as Harry slipped them on and they were a bit big but nothing he couldn’t handle.” he said.” he then said. The man guided Harry’s mouth to him for another sultry kiss.Severus ran his hand down Harry’s chest with the sponge and dipped into the hot water. Harry huffed. The pleasure shot through his body like a bolt of lightning hitting its victim. kissing his neck and then shoulder as Harry gripped the man fiercely with a weak smile.” muttered Harry sarcastically. When Harry stepped out. and you need your sleep. “Wasn’t it obvious with my gentle touches?” “I’m a forward person. The boy let out a soft pleasurable simper. Severus’ fist still tangled in the boy’s hair. his muscles felt so much more relaxed. “You’re beautiful when you come. “You haven’t seen big if you haven’t seen my fat arse cousin. Harry was forced to rest his head back against Severus’ grip on his hair. “But these are fine. “My boxers are filthy.” Severus answered. It was intense and as Severus continued the strokes they got more and more dramatic and soon Harry couldn’t handle it and as Severus hissed. his eyes opened. as he took the towel to fold it only for Severus to grab it and toss it aside.” muttered Harry not evening wanting to get back into them.” He said.” He remarked. Severus continued his ministrations with his tongue. “I got you a pair. You’re tired. “I lived in big clothes. that guided him out of the room. his hips were up and had been moving against Severus’ hand. “You could have just asked.” Harry opened his mouth to say he was fine but was muffled by a mouth pressing in on him blocking the vocals. and every time he tried to talk he would get a pair of lips on his mouth. He had sweated and everything in them.” he said indifferently. “Come for me Harry-” The teenager could only do just that as he opened his mouth and let out a cry of pleasure as come shot out and went everywhere. and ran the sponge around the boy’s erect groin.almost. but it wasn’t painful or uncomfortable. “No shit Sherlock. ” he said. “This is what I like. “Lemme see. as he wrapped his own leg around the boy.you have to be. but Harry fell asleep instantly. and soon after so did Severus for the first time in ages he fell asleep within twenty minutes. and so he had simply taken to sleeping in his office. “I couldn’t even feel the real you!” he murmured touching the man’s bare shoulder. and yanked at Severus’ shirt edge that was tucked in and blocking the view. and when he did it was not wonder Harry could hardly feel a thing he had a dragon hide vest underneath along with what seemed like a metal plate. he had been avoiding his chambers like the plague. Obvious for protection… “No wonder. at least. Severus was really athletic.” he said childishly. and grinned widely as he got an eye view of the man’s chest. it took him a while to gather the will to do it.” he said. He would tell them soon. who arched an eyebrow upwards. He hadn’t done it yet. “I guess being the spy that you are. He was sitting on the edge of Severus’ bed and his feet didn’t even touch the floor yet. “No one.” Harry commented. and his chest was broad and he had a flat washboard stomach. of course. at the boy’s affection. --------Devon groaned as his head slipped off his hand and hit his desk. sighing gently.” He told Harry. ‘Was he that starved?’ He asked himself. Severus smirked and took off the clip from the billowing robe and let it fall and then unbuttoned it. as Severus watched him and took off the vest and then the metal plate. they were a bit thicker than his own. please. the boy anxiously slipped under the silk covers and wrapped his legs around Severus who arched an eyebrow. pressing his ear against the man’s chest as Severus slipped his arms around the Gryffindor. It was only eight o’ clock in the evening.” The man crawled into bed and pulled Harry down. his arms and biceps were muscular but not too much muscle. “You going to lay down with me?” asked Harry. Harry yanked him playfully forward and ran his hand up the man’s skin and leaned in and kissed it delicately. “I’m always prepared. . It was so hard not to let them kiss him or shag him though. but not before loosening and taking off his black belt.” he said. For the last week. “Want me too?” “Yes. Ever since his talk with Harry and the thought of what he had to do to rectify what the other two would surely say is a mistake.“Who’s Sherlock?” Harry snorted. and yanked at the robe. His trousers still on he moved and locked his arms around Harry who buried his head into his bare chest. Then again. He couldn’t risk anybody else knowing. He couldn’t help but think that the day was overly cheerful. his nose nestled between Devon’s thighs so that it pressed against his groin while looking up at him with wide doggy eyes. He hadn’t planned on letting anybody but Harry ever know who he truly was and what had happened. and so he didn’t bother to soften his expression any. he pushed himself to his feet and cast a simple but effective cleaning charm over himself. It was sickening. usually Remus and his ‘dog’ wanting a quick word. Realising that it was once again breakfast time. he certainly hadn’t planned on jumping into Sirius and Remus’ bed at all. keeping his head up and his eyes straight forward as always. when he was fifteen. It was not easy to avoid when the two marauders clearly did not want to be avoided. not yet anyway. He would probably end up sleeping in his office then as well. blinding him when he happened to walk past. He past the prefects common room and wasn’t surprised to see that Harry had already gone. he would find them. Thankfully. there was nobody waiting outside his office this morning. Before he could say anything. his little cousin waited for him outside. Not for the first time. They were generally easy to ignore when Devon carried on walking though. He moved down the main stairs and into the entrance hall with a sigh. were white and fluffy. When he looked at least halfway presentable. but Siri and Remus would soon be demanding quarters of their own. he moved to the door and took down the wards before stepping out onto the corridor. Padfoot was sat directly under the table. before any of this started. He tensed slightly as he moved to sit down in between the werewolf and Severus and he nodded his head indifferently to the many greetings he received.He brushed his hand over his face and glanced straight ahead at the wall. but now they had and Remus had secured a seat right next to his empty one. It was Halloween in just a few days and so he had decided to leave his journal out on his desk then while he was away at the feast. He slipped into the great hall silently and was inwardly surprised to see Remus there. but today Devon was running a little later than usual. and fed the key to Fluffy. Some days. as there had been previous mornings. . the sky was a baby blue and what clouds there were. Neither Remus nor his mutt usually bothered to come to the Great Hall during meal times. He threw up the locks again without really looking and then straightened himself up before he turned sharply and headed down the corridor. The biggest part of him wished that he had told them straight away. if. they wouldn’t be able to discuss it with anybody other than themselves and Devon. or even bother to ask why Remus was there. He smirked inwardly at the thought. and why he was so much of a bastard all the time. he found himself understanding why Severus preferred the dungeons. he would have locked them up in St. someone had said that one day he would be as much of a cold bastard as the Potions Master. but he suspected that as soon as he stepped outside. The sun was glaring in through the windows. just about as much as he was. Mungo’s. he felt something shift against his legs and glanced down. there were things that needed to be done first. let alone more than once. All that was missing really was the singing birds. Still. So that was why he hadn’t been waiting outside his office this morning. even as he stepped into a clean pair of robes. He knew he looked like he was pissed off. like a secrecy charm over his journal so that no matter what Remus and Sirius read. Devon blinked at that and tried to nudge him away with his foot. Then Remus kissed him. They both knew exactly what he liked and he nearly whimpered out loud when Remus leant over to press a kiss to the side of his neck. “We don’t like being ignored. unlike he had done for years. “Not here. where Padfoot was still having the time of his life. but not without flicking their eyes to the staff table every now and again. just stared straight ahead and fought to keep his expression and his breathing under control. Padfoot pulled back quite a bite and simply rested his head on the top of Devon’s thigh. and then bit down gently and sucked. Padfoot pressed his nose there and continued to smell while Remus’ nostrils flared and he smirked. His cock twitched. and then he shook Remus’ hand off him and kicked at Padfoot. cupping his cheek. but in reality was only minutes.” He murmured. Gasps spread around the hall as Devon sat stock still. “Good morning love. for his part. Right there in front of everybody. when Devon was sufficiently calm and relaxed. but then Remus just had to go and do that flick thing with his tongue and he unwillingly found himself melting. sniffing. He cast a wandless cleaning charm as soon as he had pulled himself back together.” He hissed out softly but Remus merely continued. Devon closed his eyes briefly and then opened them again and glanced around the hall. Devon struggled to keep his expression completely blank as the hand tugged and stroked almost playfully. Devon turned to look at the werewolf with an arched eyebrow and a biting comment on the end of his tongue. He couldn’t even begin to grab at his coherence before a hand pressed against his rapidly stiffening erection. and Harry’s emerald eyes burned into him sympathetically. Devon closed his eyes again and pinched the bridge of his nose with slightly trembling hands. his breath brushing almost tauntingly. licking leisurely. tense. Remus tapped his shoulder slightly. considering those emerald eyes widened slightly and moved from Devon to Remus and back again. picking up his pace and putting on more pressure. He flicked his tongue forcefully into the elder Potter’s mouth and stroked alongside the other for a minute while his hand slipped under the table. Padfoot nudged against his groin firmly though and Devon’s lips parted in surprise. When Remus’ hand landed though and squeezed. Before he could reach down to shake him off properly. apparently too pleased with himself. catching the dog in the ribs. as a hand wound around the back of his head to keep it in place. Remus broke the kiss and smiled slightly.” Remus whispered in his ear. Sighing and giving up. The rest of the students were going back to their own conversations now. but Padfoot was having none of it. Devon. bringing him to full arousal quickly. He could feel Padfoot nudging his legs and his robes further apart and then a tongue flickered out against his cloth-covered groin. unnoticed by everybody. preparing to pull back completely. Devon’s hips jerked one last time and he came in his pants. giving Remus the edge he needed to take control. He knew the exact minute in which his younger cousin realised what Remus was doing under the table. Devon sneered against those lips. His hips jerked up slightly before he could stop them but then he clamped down on his control tightly and swallowed back a moan. though. After what seemed like hours. As Padfoot also bit down on the inside of his thigh gently and carefully. . loud enough for the silent hall to hear and Devon stared at him in disbelief. “Devon?” Devon turned his head to the side.” He said stiffly. both Devon and Severus left Dumbledore’s office irritated. after they had walked down three corridors in silence. and Devon nodded curtly. shrugging. Harry and I are extremely close. for his part. “You know… and I haven’t been castrated yet?” Devon stopped walking. startled the man. Severus. and Dumbledore is undoubtedly about to tell us how we have both volunteered to teach a duelling club. but in this case I think your imagination could do much worse and so I won’t bother. He was exactly right in the reasoning for the ‘talk’ and so. obviously.” Dumbledore replied and then looked at him again over the top of his glasses. As it happens. nothing looked different. On Halloween night. Devon shot him a glare. “You know?” he asked.” That. in no mood for this. do you have a minute?” he asked as he stood up and Devon nodded. and then turned to look at Snape properly. “I could go into detail on what I will do to you if you hurt him. Another wave of his hand made sure to take the wrinkles away from his robes so that when he stood swiftly. studying him. but having come to an agreement that it was needed. an hour later. returned the stare unblinkingly and unwaveringly and Devon nodded his approval. his eyes hard and cold once more. “Perfectly fine.” Severus murmured in his ear as the Potions Master caught up with him in the entrance hall.” He left the man standing there staring after him then and carried on up to Dumbledore’s office. Devon left his journal on the dining room table. “Are you quite alright?” the old man asked somewhat worriedly. and stared at the headmaster. He would know the exact minute in which the two started reading.” “Indeed. I am not in the mood for this conversation. Devon? I thought you had taste. just before he slipped out of the room to attend the feast. I think you are good for my cousin and so I have no protests. yes. Severus. slightly relieved. “I know. He followed the old man out of the room before Remus could say anything … and noticed that Severus was asked to accompany them as well. “I was rather hoping to speak to you actually. Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason . aghast. so lets get it over with. waiting. Right now. “The two mutts. watching as the headmaster carried on without pause. and nothing will change that. “I could say the same to Harry. but he didn’t want to be there when they found out. My changing this will slip this whole world into an alternate universe. To tell everybody the truth would be a fatal mistake. I was not dead and another hour to remember the painful memories leading up to my unconsciousness. a twenty-eight year old wizard. Somebody wanted me to change it all. classed as insane. but those extra two-three years will mean the difference between life and death for a lot of people. Somebody intervened. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. I have had to take a new name. he will not reign here. To do this. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. Notes: Thanks to the darling Terri for editing :) Chapter Seventeen August 2nd 1995 I woke up a good few days ago in a graveyard. I had explained everything to Harry before he went up to bed. I am Devon Evander Potter. my husband. but this time I’m going to risk it. I believe it was the same graveyard that I was in when I fell unconscious. James Potter’s cousin.Fallen from a time where all was lost. Everybody I knew and had loved was dead. Mungo’s. A time disc was slipped into my hands. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. I went to Privet Drive today to put the first part of the plan into action. I have the chance and I am going to take it. I should have been dead. That world is lost now. I have time. It wasn’t too hard to slip a background to go with my name. my family and my friends – I was left alone and I would be damned if I didn’t stop it from happening all over again. I know what happens. Dumbledore and the order might want to wait until he graduates. This world is not. It took me an hour to convince myself that. I am sure that Dumbledore and the ministry would try to send me back to where I belong. The hardest part was getting everybody who knew James and knew the Potter family to remember the long lost .Summary: AU: Slash. to stop it from happening. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. and I took Harry away from the Dursleys. He becomes Devon Evander Potter. I remember the words now. It was almost insultingly easy to get custody of Harry after placing my name on the Potter family tree. I know that time is not meant to be messed with. my own time. he had me on my knees and that curse was half-spoken. and I know when it happens – so now I can stop it and I can change it. I can finish my own training and I can start Harry’s. In doing so. my children. that I know now. if I didn’t end up in St. but whereas Voldemort reigns in my old world. I was once in the year 2008 and now I find myself in 1995. and he has agreed to allow me to train him. somehow. The shame they had felt at actually reading this washed away as they stared in horror. James’ father. just like Harry is…” “I know – but – he’s not Harry anymore. He was right. but he isn’t. At first. He refused to think of the man he had been sleeping with as his best friend’s son.” “No. under my terms.cousin who was supposedly shipped off to America after James and Lily fell. Remus found himself admiring how good of a job Dev-Harry had done. even as he remembered the times in which Devon had said that their relationship was wrong. He cannot go on ignoring Harry for the entire year. Devon is our mate – Harry is not. Remus Lupin and Sirius Black sat silently in the living room of their shared quarters. needless to say. his curiosity had been peeked. Harry’s great-grandfather if they weren’t much mistaken. surely he will change his plans. his changing things has made . Remus had refused to even look at it when he realised what it was. but when he sees that Harry’s mind is secure. things are going according to plan. For instance. how they cut up their meat. they knew that William Potter. I don’t think you – we – have. There was no Devon Evander in the family. He honestly didn’t know. his eyes wide. I’ve told Harry about the prophecy and about how Voldemort is going to break into his mind and possess him if he does not excel at Occlumency. They wanted to laugh it off and say that it was nothing but a joke but somehow. That is a pretty big distinction. their minds as numb as their bodies. but when Sirius read out that first sentence aloud. James’ aunt had never had children from what they knew. Harry is your godson. He had better. and I don’t even understand it myself. For now. Harry is Harry. This is my new world. deep down. I need to get Dumbledore to buck up his ideas as well. little things like that.” “He’s James’ son. is keep Sirius away from the Department of Mysteries at the end of the year. Devon is from a different time – and now from a different world. I am Devon… Harry will never become like me. they both knew that it was the truth. Now. It was nothing noticeable or even that striking.” He whispered again and then cringed slightly. What I need to do now. the last Evander had been several generations’ back. “What are we going to do Remy?” Sirius whispered hoarsely. the most part of it all has been taken care of now. “I’ve been shagging my godson. disbelief and shock. He can’t do a lot of the things that he is planning to do. No longer am I the boy I once was. staring down at the book in their hands. but things seemed to click into place now that they knew.” Remus murmured softly. Remus turned back to look at him and shrugged. he is throwing everything he has into the training and is actually coming along well. and here. His death will send Harry down in a spiral and that’s where everything started to go wrong. how Harry and Devon both brushed their hair back out of their face in the same way. “And I still want to. Never again will I use the name Harry James Potter. Knowing now made certain things stick out. I will not allow it. had a sister but no brother. If he looses Harry’s trust like he lost mine. “No. Still. Devon isn’t Harry anymore. In fact. The journal fell to the floor unnoticed as the last of the marauders stared at each other. then I will take Harry away from here and prepare him my way. I don’t know how or why. Moony. it will be his decision. thus Harry had started to dig himself deeper into a hole. Courtroom ten. “It’s better to think of them as two different people for now Siri. Harry is. We were meant to read this. He will do Harry the world of good – and I am determined that my younger-self will not lose him.” Remus replied and then groaned. He skimmed through the next couple of entries.” he sighed and shook his head. I told him all about the mess that Cornelius Fudge and Delores Umbridge made over the years. He glanced down at the entry they had just read intently. and that it was all some big misunderstanding. “How could he not trust us with something like this?” “I don’t think it’s got anything to do with trust. August 12th 1995 Harry’s trial at the ministry was today. I was expecting it this time. and Harry will never be like Devon is now. their lover obviously wanted them to know. the war may not have gone so terribly.the world we are in now an alternate universe. taking a large bottle of whisky from the cupboards. I know that in my time. almost hoping to see that they had read it wrong all along. if it hadn’t been for Dumbledore. I have started to let it go… August 14th 1995 Albus Dumbledore will be the death of me! . though. Still. He carried it back into the living room with two empty glasses and sat back down with a sigh. He picked it back up. Harry attempted to do the whole trial thing by himself. as he did with me. I have decided to let Harry handle things for now. This time. but unfortunately not. a haunted look in his eyes.” “How could he not tell us something like this?” Sirius choked after a minute. Things most certainly went a lot better than they had during my time. but Fudge made sure not to let him say anything more than was necessary. He is not the same and I am not his mate any longer. know. and the rest of that journal was Ha-Devon’s private thoughts and feelings. It was … difficult … to see my husband again. didn’t make him feel like a foolish pouting child.” He stood up and crossed over to the kitchen. which I am proud of him for. He’s not the same. where all the old Death Eater trials were. The journal still lay on the floor and Remus stared at it for a minute. Dumbledore too was at fault for the mess of my fifth year at Hogwarts – things are changing. who took me. I wouldn’t let him. I found that I couldn’t even look him in the eye … but this Severus is not my Severus. running his hand through his hair. I would have been expelled. wondering whether he even wanted to carry on. They now knew what they had to know. I still firmly believe that if it had not been for the two of them. I won’t be taking the chance this time. the old bastard didn’t ignore Harry like he did with me. “I think he’s telling us now. This definitely complicated things. In my time. better for our own sanity. pinching his nose to starve off a headache. Fudge changed the location and the time of the hearing and made sure not to let me or Arthur Weasley. and both of them wore small smirks. I will have to be more careful. even though I’d much rather have stayed here to help Harry. Sirius when I was fifteen and Remus when I was 18. but left Albus with his second one – but not without comment. My Severus. of course. though I really hadn’t even thought of them asking why I masked my scent. fear and a ‘wrongful’ desire. I’m sorely regretting the fact that my heart still beats and feels now. He had been gone the longest and it was so strange to see him alive and kicking after so many years of mourning his loss. .… and the worst thing is. after all these years of trying and playing those games with him. and Merlin but I had to fight not to stare at Sirius. As I have said. Still. I’m just a little pissed off. I couldn’t let Sirius stay locked up in that godforsaken house all year. Sirius and Severus were there. He and I are no longer one and the same… September 1st 1995 Remus kissed me. I should have been. I know I have to move on but Remus and Sirius are my godfathers! Or are they? I don’t know. how wonderful it felt to be held after so long. But Merlin can they kiss! Neither Remus nor Sirius could stop the smugness from rising in them as they read this. not mine. of course. I haven’t let anybody that close to me since Severus fell. But I know differently. I can’t stop thinking about how good it felt to have them both against me. because it was expected of me. slightly. Part of me likes to point out that we are much closer to the same age now. Wrennya and Arwennya have been gone from me for a long time now. They could definitely understand Devon’s predicament though and what they had taken for hesitation and disinterest before now clearly became what it was: hesitation. he wouldn’t even know it. My godparents both died. They asked questions that I had answers to. I have not wanted any other for a long time like I want them now and I know its wrong but I honestly don’t know what to do. and he couldn’t even appreciate it because he doesn’t even know me! I’m not sulking. The grilling went rather as I had expected it to. Remus. that they are Harry’s godparents. I need to stay away from them for a while – but I couldn’t refuse to let them come with me. the answer I gave was satisfactory and it was the truth. I’m so confused now that I’ve managed to give myself a headache. things are slowly changing including the person that Harry is becoming. I don’t even think our two scents would be recognisable as the same anymore. I went to that little meeting of his. I actually managed to get one over on the old bastard. I’m starting to see them differently. and I’d like to think that that’s the only reason I reacted at all – depraved of human contact as I was. I think of Harry as a son. but my body seemed to think differently. Merlin it was wrong on so many levels. of course. and most certainly feel for them differently. it makes it easier for me. There’s a difference. I took their wands. He flipped across to the last entry noted. no doubt I am the last person you wish to see right now. I would have spoken to Dumbledore and asked him to set up some new rooms for you – but quite frankly that is not a conversation I am looking forward too. They were already falling. It was actually Harry’s idea that I show you both this. . My main concern is Harry and that all of his friends and family survive – yes. but both Remus and Sirius manage to keep them away. I placed a secrecy charm over it. I tell you this because that is how I see it. they’ll never want me again. I do not say that to draw pity from you. Once upon a time. Once upon a time. Trust is not an issue here. and wasn’t surprised to see that it was that very day. that is the last thing I want. Remus glanced up from the journal to look at Sirius and he could see the same in his eyes – yes. I’ve told myself again and again that it’s wrong but it didn’t help in the least. you must understand that now. knowing that when they find out. I had not planned on any of this happening. I should tell you that everything you have read in my journal is for no one else. I have stepped back from the strict plan that I have made. but you needed to know. Harry survives this year – you do not. guilty and like I’m using them. then I would have been more successful. it is merely for my peace of mind. and while I was reluctant at first. October 31st 1995 So there you have it. I feel … secure and wanted when I’m with them. Therefore. I will ask for but one thing: Sirius – promise me that you will NOT go to the Ministry of Magic. I was your godson. it didn’t change the fact that he was now their mate and they wanted him. Harry knows. Devon had once been Harry Potter. because I assure you. his. I realised that it must be done. so that you cannot discuss what you have read with an outside party. I will not bother to ask you to stay. I assure you. I will be staying in my office again this evening. October 16th 1995 I slept with them. since I was in Severus’ arms – and it’s strange. All of mine have died. that was all they needed to know.They flickered through the next couple of entries until they came to what they really wanted to know. Now I feel like shit. all I can offer you now is an apology. if they find out. I could tell you that I tried to stop this from happening. I was Harry Potter. Yes. to give you a chance to move into your own quarters. no matter what happens. What’s worse is that I will want them I haven’t had a full night’s sleep. and I have broken my own word. but while that changed a lot of things. without memories. No doubt that that will change soon. especially after that little scene in the Great Hall. I am Devon Evander Potter. I could tell you that I tried to tell you that this was wrong – but if I truly did not want it to happen. dreams and nightmares. … And really. Merlin I tried so hard to forget about it. and then he enlarged the room considerably. He wasn’t sure how long he was there for fighting. He had hardly eaten anything but his appetite wasn’t very strong at the minute. For the next three hours. Another wave of his hand summoned his sword and he stood in the middle of the room and stepped straight into a fighting stance. leaving the middle completely clear. shortly followed by his shirt until he was left in his black slacks. --------“Devon? You seem rather distracted…” Devon sighed and wrenched his eyes away from the wall and turned to look at the headmaster. dodging.Devon. shaking his head. because I will remember always that I enjoyed it. I will apologise for misleading you and. . He didn’t have them. “I’m fine. he fought against a conjured opponent viciously and without pause for breath. It had been over an hour ago now. though. but he was at least able to take his frustration out on the opponent. The feast was taking an extremely long time this year. He frowned at himself and then pushed the plate away. He would get some training in for himself and shut everything else firmly behind a wall. knowing that he had left his journal out in the open. Harry offered him a reassuring smile. in some parts. Giving in.” He replied curtly but softly and then turned his eyes away and met with the emerald ones of his cousin. when all he wanted to do was go and hide – ahh – sleep in his office. for lying outright to you. He pinched the bridge of his nose and turned his attention back to his plate. that’s all there was to it. Eventually. to include magical duelling as well as weapons. He paused and disposed of the opponent with a wave of his hand and then set the room . He didn’t need them. Headmaster. moving straight on to the defence corridor. He lifted an eyebrow at the concern he saw there and merely shrugged it off before nodding.Now you know. I will leave you now with my apology. He didn’t even know why he was bothering to think about it so much. his attention was dragged away by a rather insistent knocking on the door. and to Harry. He was unable to keep his thoughts away. He didn’t pass anyone in the corridors and so he shut himself in his office and threw up the usual wards even as he started a little redecoration. He had it set on the highest level he could. merely thinking. when Devon felt the tug to say that it had been opened. I do not apologise for the times we have shared. They knew the truth. He walked gracefully between the two long student’s tables and then slipped out into the entrance hall. He pulled his robes off over his head and threw them into the corner of the room. he pushed himself to his feet and nodded his goodbyes to the rest of the staff. He pushed everything carefully to the walls with a simple wave of his hand. ducking and attacking. It was necessary. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. He becomes Devon Evander Potter. Anyway. Sorry this took so long. . nor is he on his way into an abusive relationship. Devon watched as Padfoot moved into the room and then pushed the door shut with his nose before he too transformed back into Sirius. Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason Summary: AU: Slash. his head tilted to the side as he stared up at him. Devon sneered then. still managing to keep his expression blank.back to how it was. see! So it’s partly because of the time difference … but mostly because I’ve been playing on neopets trying to get some bloody neopoints for a stupid cloud paint brush. Remus pushed him back and then spun him around hard so that he was slammed against the wall somewhat painfully. Becca’s favourite editor! Notes: Ok. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. dragging his attention back to the werewolf. It was Remus and Sirius. Unfortunately though. Terri’s like … in Australia lol and that means she comes on at 6 in the morning my time. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends.lol anyway hope you like it! Chapter Eighteen Devon stared. but then closed it again with a frown and shook his head silently. But no. then he forced the door open and before Devon could blink. Remus seemed to have been expecting that because he stepped forward and put his foot in the way. a twenty-eight year old wizard. He opened his mouth to say something. He thought it was Harry. he found strong hands curling around his throat.Fallen from a time where all was lost. and Devon turned back to look at him. Remus’ fingers flexed around his throat. In doing so. automatically falling into the defensive and he took a step back and tried to slam the door shut on them. He threw a towel around his shoulders and dabbed at his face even as he crossed the room to the door. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. just thought I’d better put another note here explaining. Even the dog managed to look expressionless this time. go me! Woot woot! This be Terri (Angry Butterfly). Out of the corner of his eye. I was experimenting on the alpha wolf stuff when I wrote this! Devon is not being taken advantage of. I’m still up now though. He searched their expressions for any sign of anger on the face of the werewolf but Remus kept a tight grip on his control. Note from the editor: Yay. –rolls eyes. don’t ask what that was about lol. Sirius was merely stood back against the wall. not in the least bit fearful. he could quite easily end up killing him. He rubbed his hand over his face. wondering how he had ended up fighting a bloody pissed off werewolf. watching neutrally. perhaps. “What are you here for?” he hissed coldly. The fingers around his throat tightened slightly but Devon merely looked calmly back into the amber eyes in front of him. He didn’t respond well to being ordered and so his stare was challenging for a minute until Remus’ hand shot out quickly and he grabbed him through his slacks and rubbed almost roughly. So he was fighting against himself and a werewolf. he wouldn’t kill him. he removed the glamour charm as he had been asked. with Remus circling around him. He was unwilling to hurt Remus and if he let his magic go. but he could hurt him. He was at a disadvantage here. They backed away from each other then. He sneered at the somewhat triumphant growl from the werewolf even as that hand continued to stroke him to life. Remus relaxed his hold. had no qualms about hurting him. and then cursing himself for the predicament his apparent stupidity had got him in this time. He had his wand out and had shifted all the furniture out of the way again. Punishment. With a muttered incantation and a wave of his hand. but before he could even seriously think about it. The tattoo on his bicep changed for a minute and then all the true names that were there but covered up showed. He was reminded then. He briefly considered just holding uphis hands in surrender. He felt the magic wash over him as his emerald eyes and that lightening bolt scar reappeared. and then he felt himself being pushed back as a growl ripped from the werewolf’s throat. just how close to the full moon it was. Remus’ eyes flashed dangerously. and then waited. Devon dodged out of the way and spun around immediately to face him with a frown. Remus dove forward and slapped him harshly.“Aren’t you supposed to have your wand out?” He asked mockingly and coldly even as he kept a tight reign on his magic so that he didn’t retaliate automatically. It was another one of those times where he was reminded strongly that Remus was an alpha werewolf. wondering whether to just tell him to piss off. Quickly but smoothly. a calculating and calm snarl on his face. No. The other times being in the bedroom. Remus. He wasn’t stupid enough to try and piss off an alpha even more than he obviously was. Devon gritted his teeth as he felt himself responding. a flicker of pure gold in the amber.” Remus growled out commandingly and Devon held his gaze for a minute. His head turned to the side under the force of it and he felt his eyebrow and a cut on his cheek burst open. Then he pounced. Finally. but didn’t let him go and Devon didn’t even attempt to. his forearm pressed against Remus’ throat as he stared into the glaring eyes. The grip relaxed somewhat though and so Devon flipped Remus off him and spun him around so that there positions were switched. . “Take off the glamour. One would never think it of the seemingly quiet and reserved man. however. Devon’s head was then gently pushed so that he was facing Remus again as the towel was used to dab at the cuts on his face. managing to burst open the other eyebrow and what he could guess was an almost symmetrical cut on his cheek. the force of the kiss lessened slightly and Remus stroked his tongue along Devon’s. His lips were forcefully parted and then Remus thrust his tongue into Devon’s mouth firmly. If Remus hadn’t been pissed before. It was something Devon recognised but he couldn’t make himself relax when he was expecting Remus to pull back and tell him to jump off a cliff after saying that he never wanted to see him again. one that claimed. Finally. “You should know better. establishing himself as the dominant one of the relationship. Then he pulled back. He saw Sirius wince out of the corner of his eye and he saw why immediately. slowly but surely making him melt.He closed his eyes for a minute and gritted his teeth together even as his hands curled into fists at his side. He made sure to keep his eyes open and sighed heavily even as he hesitantly pushed Remus away from his wounds. and then again when he saw his own. He had expected them to be angry and quite frankly disgusted by what they had found but he couldn’t get his head around this. more so than the fighting had. He remained lying there. Remus didn’t let up any as he literally fucked his mouth with his tongue. A hiss of pain was drawn through his clenched teeth but he didn’t even so much as allow himself to sway as he turned back to look at Remus firmly. he most certainly was now. They were fine. He tried to wriggle slightly so that the angle in which his arms were clamped over his head didn’t ache quite so much. He tensed but remained still as Remus snapped forward again and pounced on him. a little tense. His arms were jerked up forcefully over his head as Remus shifted and used his weight to keep him down. He turned his head back slowly just as Remus’ other hand shot forward and he slapped the other cheek. but Remus didn’t allow him too. Even still. . and he hissed again but otherwise made no noise or protest. He was expecting the next attack and so he side-stepped it easily. Devon didn’t even try to stop his erection from growing completely when the older wizard purposefully wriggled against his groin. Remus stopped when he came to Sirius’ name. Teeth sank deeply into his collarbone. with his arms over his head and Remus sitting on his waist as a finger was rubbed carefully over the tattooed list of names on his bicep. almost gently. breaking the skin. managing to grab Remus’ arm and twist it around his back even as he used his free hand to press against the small of the other mans back and push him away. knocking him forcefully to the floor before he could say anything. Emerald eyes locked with amber for a minute but then Devon turned his head to the side and averted his eyes. This shocked Devon to the core.” Remus murmured after a minute and then he gestured for something over his shoulder and he watched as Sirius brought the towel that Devon had been wearing over. The amber-eyed werewolf growled out his triumph and then crushed their lips together in a forceful and controlling kiss. He guessed.” . Devon stayed exactly where he was for a minute and then he too stood up and crossed over the room to his desk. “You know who I am. that’s true. “I still can’t believe you told him.” Remus said again. Remus let him go and then climbed to his feet. we can’t change the fact that you are our mate.” “Harry’s idea.” Slowly. Devon blinked and looked up at him incredulously. and even a little disturbed.Remus still didn’t let him up though and Devon didn’t bother trying. as if trying to see whether Devon had any intentions to fight against him again. “I just want to get a drink. the blaming. simply waiting for the screaming and shouting to start. “We just read the dates that we needed to read. almost absentmindedly this time as he trailed his eyes down Devon’s bare chest. He opened the little cupboard door that was under the drawer on the left hand side and pulled out a bottle of Firewhiskey even as he watched Sirius conjure three glasses for them. “We might as well finish this in the comfort of our rooms. “Are you going to let me up?” Devon asked stiffly. staring down into his glass as he swirled the liquid around. that I must be getting some sleep – and I had told him – about what happened at Grimmuald Place. “But. avoiding their eyes. They were both just wearing gentle smiles now. Remus smiled and conjured himself a chair to sit in.” Devon spoke again. finding his voice.” “No.” He replied and then shrugged slightly.” Devon murmured. we don’t.” Sirius said this time. “We didn’t read it all. the disgust … or even the explanation. “You are beautiful.” Remus said as he put his glass down and stood up swiftly. trying to get some form of coherence back. then up to the bare neck that still had red hand marks over it and would undoubtedly bruise.” He said slowly and cautiously. He nodded his thanks silently and then poured the three drinks before he sat down. He noticed that I wasn’t quite so tired anymore. “I didn’t. it didn’t take much to put two and two together.” Remus said after a few minutes. Amber eyes stared into him intently for a minute. firmly but quietly.” Devon really didn’t know what to say to that. “He’s a bright kid. “We know who you were before. You want us and we want you. He looked at them then. but we’re only just starting to get to know who you really are now. “I won’t pretend that we weren’t shocked by what we read Devon.” “It’s not that simple. obviously choosing his words carefully.” “Which reminds me. actually blushing a little bit. Devon arched an eyebrow and glanced at him briefly before looking away again. I’d apologise for invading your privacy like that – if I didn’t know that you hadn’t left it there for that exact reason. the anger. he simply lay there looking from Remus to Sirius and back again. so he didn’t say anything. As if sensing his thoughts. just as softly. and I wasn’t about to lie to him.” Sirius muttered. He glanced around almost idly to see that the corridor was completely deserted.” Sirius whispered in his ear and. “We’re not letting you go. and Padfoot on the other. but he hadn’t even hoped for much. not even bothering to fight it as his eyes fluttered shut even and he sagged forward slightly. He didn’t even notice as he was gently pulled out of his seat and then Sirius wrapped an arm around him from behind and simply held him. --------When Harry was sure that everyone had retreated to bed. Devon had enough presence of mind to throw up his glamour charms again as he walked with Remus on one side. Devon couldn’t bring himself to disagree. Devon had somewhat managed to pull himself back together and he unlocked the quarters before gesturing the other two in first. Grabbing the invisibility cloak off the night stand he wound it around himself. and then he took a deep breath before he stepped in after them. not even noticing his hand in Remus’ as Sirius transformed again and his office was locked up. trying to avert his eyes. and it was going to be a long night. pushing his head up until their eyes met. and made sure that his feet were hidden from view before pushing his ear against the door. We are falling. tangling his tongue around lightly and flicking it across the roof of the other wizard’s mouth. He was wearing blue sweat pants and a white tank that clung against his abdomen. The future and the present. He pushed his tongue in through the loosely closed lips and then coaxed a response immediately. Hope was something he had learnt to live without many years ago. Devon. . When all he heard was the muffled crackling of the fire. he had hoped. obviously exhausted. even after knowing. Both Remus and Sirius smiled at him and then Remus leant forward and placed his hands on either side of Devon’s face. He hadn’t once thought of the possibility after he had made up his mind to tell him. yes it is.” He said and then before Devon could react. yes. Devon kept his eyes closed for a minute to savour the taste and then opened them reluctantly. They had a lot to talk about. He allowed himself to be led from the room. When Remus broke away. fully clothed and slipped out of bed and into his blue fuzzy slippers. He couldn’t believe that. he pushed the covers back. “This isn’t right…” “Yes. It was only then that he noticed that he had left his shirt and robes back in his office. his hand still held loosely. He glanced up at the two of them in disbelief for a minute before his expression was masked. he eased the door open and stepped into the main room. Your past matters little – it’s your future that we are interested in. When they reached the third floor corridor. he pressed their lips together again firmly. for the life of him. they both still wanted him. Devon melted against him once more.Devon blinked. deeply. and Severus arched an eyebrow. his arms snaking around his lover. and didn’t so much as flinch as he felt a brush against his side and someone slip past. The door clicked a moment later. who sighed and rested his head against the older man as he sat down on the hunter green couch.and he took it and of course curiosity getting the better of Sirius and Remus they read it and as I came down here.please don’t ask. but his mind didn’t leave the scene he had just witnessed.” He said. nestling into Severus whose strengthen his arms around the worried youth. He then shook his head mentally. He’d take it as an insult if Harry waited all night long. When the door slammed behind. and shifted himself to where he was facing Severus. “I wondered what was keeping you.” Harry begged with pleading eyes. I seen Remus banging against Devon’s door. He got to the lowly lit dungeons and passed a stone carved wall like he usually did. “I dunno. Harry chewed his lip with concern.Luckily. He sighed. It’s not very far from the full moon and you know Remus’ strength is at its peek. he nearly jumped when he heard Remus and his ‘dog.its not my place.’ Harry couldn’t see Remus’ eyes but he saw the man knock against Devon’s door. Harry stopped on and saw that Remus scowled and was practically growling until he started banging harder trying his damned best to beat it down and had the wards not been up the door would have gone flying. Devon would be insulted if I worried like this. he would have told them to take a jump off the highest cliff and make sure NOT to bounce on the way down.you don’t need to say anything. Once the door was slammed shut and the wards and locks back upon it. If someone had told him a year ago that he would be willingly coming down here let alone going out with the Potion’s Professor. Harry came out from under it and shook the static from his long black hair. “I can’t. He rapt on it three times.yeah well-” “What?” asked Severus.something’s happened.” He smiled. still under the cloak. Had that been a bad idea? Finally a few moments later the door opened. Hermione’s being . Harry’s frown deepened. As Harry was crouched and making his way through the deserted halls. as he thought about the journal.” stated Severus clearly. ‘Should I wait?’ He thought to himself.but. Remus and Sirius are finding out tonight more about Devon . “I don’t know what to say-” “I know. Harry bit his lower lip. Devon could take care of himself. The torch lights were the only source that lit up the darkness.I suggested to Devon that he leave his journal open so the truth would come out. and Devon was standing there… the two seem to lock eyes and stare at one another until his cousin tried to slam the door but Remus having none of that forced his way in. this time Draco wasn’t in the common room like he usually was. “I just like being able to tell someone. and soon walked away heading down toward the dungeons. As Harry passed through he grasped the handle and yanked it open and stepped into the cool dark corridors. and then he pushed his way past Devon. and waited. “Ah. using his werewolf strength.can’t tell my friends. and after facing the goblin he appeared in front of a large black door. Sev. and jumped up only to fall back against Severus who stopped and pressed his mouth against Harry’s ear and kissed.everything’s great. which makes me wonder who she’s seen that’s died in front of her. “Arrgghhhh! S. pushing Harry’s black hair behind his ears instinctively. ‘Ok.Severus!” he shouted. love you. She’s. and reached into his mind and tapped against Devon’s.a bit biased.’ ’Fine Harry. “Seems like I’ve known her for years. It wasn’t depressed and it didn’t sound lonely. as he was tickled. But before he did that he closed his eyes. Like. ‘Are you Ok? I saw Remus and Sirius at your door. --------Later that night Harry reluctantly made his way toward Severus’ door to leave. A smile hit his own face visibly. “I’m a good actor -” “Just. “I haven’t taken a point off a single Gryffindor in a week.’ .” The two talked about much of nothing. those black winged horses that pull the carriages? Thestrals… she can see them too.” Harry just stuck out his tongue childishly. Harry was sure he had startled the man awake. g’night.” Severus smirked.could you ‘please’ keep it down on the point taking? I mean Umbridge fucked us up enough. The pressure point that caused shivers to slip down his spine.so perspective even if she doesn’t make sense half the time. “You know I still have to act like an arse to you in classes. only to have the former Slytherin grab him around his sides and dug his fingers into the boy who started laughing and kicking madly.” “Good!” “So not my style. Harry smiled at the soft touch. The teen asked. while his arms went around the lean Gryffindor.at least now I know it’s not real.’ ‘Love you kiddo.” Harry snorted.’ said Devon in a strange tone. “She’s the only Ravenclaw that seems to have a brain. Emerald eyes fluttered close as he felt a soft tongue against ear and then just behind it.” he said. They had school tomorrow and Harry didn’t fancy rushing up to the prefect common room and explaining his whereabouts.” “I don’t know Lovegood that well.” He pointed out. Harry arched his neck allowing the man’s mouth and tongue to continue their ministrations along his neck and then his collar bone. The flutter of his tongue and the harsh nibble stirred Harry.I suspect Luna has some sort of clue about everything that’s going on. I went to school with her father but he was two years above me. “Yeah.” Severus smirked. . He heard a chuckle from somewhere by his hip. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny.” “I don’t give a damn. He helped me build my walls. Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason Summary: AU: Slash. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. Yay for me! Chapter Nineteen Devon groaned as he felt two tongues slide down his chest from either side. his eyes still closed and his mind half asleep. Let’s go maybe I can catch a student out-” “Preferably Hufflepuff!” Insisted Harry. He becomes Devon Evander Potter. “Good.” Harry rolled his eyes.Devon and I have a er. He shifted slightly.connection. “Uh. “Like hell am I letting you walk around ‘this’ bloody late.Fallen from a time where all was lost. But not before Severus used his wand to switch into normal black robes. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. even if his body tried to tell him that he was completely and utterly awake.” Severus nodded. “I have a cloak. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. Who knew what people would think if they found Severus talking to the air beside him. “We’ll see. So. I justcontacted him asking him if everything’s all right. Angry Butterfly.” Harry smiled gently before leaning in and pressing a sensual kiss onto Severus’ lips before he took off under the cloak and out the door. Maybe you’ll stop worrying now. A moan was dragged out of him as he felt himself hardening in the hot wet mouth. He stared down into the mischievous amber eyes of Remus in surprise for a minute and then watched as Remus relaxed his throat and swallowed him to the base. but he had no warning at all for what was coming next.” was all Severus murmured before the two went stone quiet. he saw Severus standing there watching him. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. so I.When Harry opened his eyes. “What were you doing?” Harry blushed. Notes: Becca is really tired. a twenty-eight year old wizard. Terri. In doing so. will take over the job for thanking me for editing. His eyes snapped open as he felt himself being swallowed whole. It was a punishment. Now. He glanced at the clock and groaned when he saw that he had only twenty minutes before he had to be in the great hall for breakfast. except for where the claiming bite was. been his first time in a threesome. on either cheekbone. He smirked dryly at the thought even as he moved into the bathroom and turned on the shower.” the werewolf murmured and Devon shifted silently to do as he was told. With his free hand. identical. He stayed where he was for the next few minutes though. Remus bobbed his head up and down a few more times. Ten minutes later. The fact that Remus also forbade him from healing the other injuries didn’t help much either. When the three of them had collapsed side by side on the bed. He pushed a finger through his lips and then into his mouth and Devon sucked on it gently. The other times with his two new … lovers … had been separately while the other watched or played. Magic couldn’t heal a werewolf’s claim. “Get on your knees. Sirius pinched one of his nipples harshly. he turned to the mirror and winced slightly. He rolled his eyes as he turned away from the mirror then. curling his fingers around the base now. It had been years since he had been fucked that hard. the corner of his eyebrows on either side were bruised and cut as well. That would stay fresh for days. admittedly. stepping under the shower. wincing slightly as pain shot up his spine. Devon knew what was coming next and a look of utter bliss swept over his face. Ewwwww. He had two rather deep cuts. going . his head falling back onto the pillow. and neither he nor Sirius were to heal the injuries received during a punishment as it would help them remember.Sirius laughed softly. After a while though. “Even worse than that. getting his breath back and his lips twitched up into a small smile when Sirius leant over to kiss him languidly. as he trailed his hand up Devon’s chest and then along his jaw and over his lips. and further into Remus’ mouth. “I still can’t believe you let Snape touch you. I can’t believe Harry’s with him. he said. and his neck was black and blue. Devon flicked his hand lazily and cast a wandless cleaning charm over them.. flicking his tongue around it almost in the same way that Remus did around his erection.. he wasn’t surprised to see that Remus and Sirius were both settled comfortably in bed. he was dressed and ready and when he slipped back into the bedroom. He groaned again as a second finger was pushed into his mouth and allowed his eyes to flutter closed again under the sensations as he sucked. Mood killer!” A chuckle burst from Remus and vibrated around his sensitive areas. causing Devon to arch up into his hand.” Sirius muttered irritably and that was so random that Devon couldn’t stop the startled laugh that bubbled up his throat. Devon groaned. While he was waiting for that to get to the right temperature. but then he pulled back altogether and Devon whimpered his protest. and that had. placing his hands flat on the bed as he glanced up through the bangs of his hair at Sirius. he had no choice but to get up so he heaved himself over the edge of the bed and then climbed to his feet. Devon moved out of the chambers and out onto the corridor then. They had also talked about what they wanted from a relationship and where they hoped for things to go. The eagle screeched loudly. He broke the seal easily and then plucked out the single piece of parchment that was folded up neatly inside. but it still didn’t hide his quite badly bruised neck – and it didn’t even start to hide the claiming bite. his smile never fading. All eyes were on Devon now. Devon had told them about Severus. He had told them of the other people that had fallen. the owl post arrived and hundred of owls swept into the room with letters and packages for the students. A group of students happened to be going past then and they all stopped and stared at him for a minute but he ignored them and carried on. Remus lifted his hand enough to wave and puckered his lips together for a kiss.back to sleep. including the headmasters and the Slytherins. shutting the door firmly behind him. When he stepped into the Great Hall. Remus and Sirius had talked for a long time last night. but other than that barely grunted. he saw Harry over at the Gryffindor table and he offered him a small smile and a nod before he carried on. but he made sure not to tell the whens and hows. Devon was rather surprised when a black eagle flew straight over to him though and a black enveloped letter was dropped in front of him. He nibbled on a piece of toast and ignored the surprised stares that he was receiving from the students as well.” He replied dryly and watched with an idle amusement as Dumbledore blinked in surprise but then beamed at him. He ran his wand over the letter carefully. scanning for any curses or poisons but found absolutely nothing. He felt more content than he had in a long time. He brushed his hand through his hair and pointedly ignored the bangs that fell down over his face when he brought his hand back. He. he summoned a pair of dragon hide gloves and put them on before he picked up the envelope. gliding gracefully over to the staff table. He didn’t particularly care. Before long. “Devon! My dear boy. He had chosen robes that had a high collar and he had that pushed up. ignoring the looks from the other teachers. “I’m thrilled to see you are getting on so well!” he said cheerfully and Devon looked at him blankly before he turned to his breakfast pointedly. Shaking his head. He lifted an eyebrow even as he pulled out his wand and turned the envelope over – the dark mark sealed it shut. about Wrennya and Arwennya. His eyebrow still arched. revealing the claiming mark fully. “I pissed off a werewolf a little too close to the full moon. what happened to you?” Dumbledore asked with surprise when Devon slipped into his seat in between the headmaster and Severus. . drawing everybody’s attention to it. his eyes twinkling. Devon arched an eyebrow and turned to look at him unblushingly. He reached over and pushed Devon’s collar to the side slightly. and then it circled around Devon’s head for a minute before it flew back out of the room. I ask you for a meeting. Everyone’s eyes fell on the old ancient Headmaster. unable to believe it. and why not let that be known?” he replied softly. teaching for that old man Dumbledore. He could almost pick out exactly which ones would run and tell Voldemort what had happened to his letter.” he called cheerfully. Perhaps. Before it could fall back down again. Miss Granger suggested a Duelling Club.Devon Evander Potter Your talents have been known to me now for a while and I have heard a great deal about you since your return to Britain. his eyes twinkling. “Due to recent events and the lack of Defence you’ve had. being literally hysterical over it. rolling his eyes. “Do you think that wise?” Severus murmured in his ear and Devon smirked. He welcomed it. Good. I thought it was a tremendously wonderful idea. with ‘proper’ teaching. Harry moved his eyes away and continued to eat his breakfast. --------Harry and his friends all gathered around Gryffindor table. Harry saw that both Severus and Devon stiffened at this. who was laying at Devon’s feet. when Dumbledore stood up. “I refuse to listen to his egoistic rambling. one of our Gryffindor Prefects. The boys were discussing Quidditch very fruitfully while Hermione was bickering about the ‘E’ grade she got on her last paper. “Good morning students. Your ability to stay hidden from even the greatest of trackers leads me to believe that you have a great deal of power to your name. neutrally and formally. perhaps more that you have left untapped. You will not be disappointed. The green-eyed Gryffindor glanced up at the Great Hall table to see everyone there. as he held his hands up for the hall to go silent. even Remus and Padfoot. I have a wonderful announcement to make. Devon arched an eyebrow at Harry and winked very discreetly as Harry smiled. He screwed the letter and the envelope up into a ball and then he threw it high into the air. where I will then explain to you my cause and my goals in the hopes that you will turn your talents to a greater and more appreciated use.” . it caught fire and turned to ashes. You waste yourself. there is a place at my right hand side for one such as yourself… Devon stopped reading there and snorted as he shook his head.” he said. and then let his eyes fall on Severus who was staring over at his Slytherins. I am simply not interested. if the rumours are true. Severus. The final preparations are being made and you’ll find out who will be your instructor this evening at seven thirty. “The Duelling Club will have its first meeting tonight. he wondered if it had something to do with the darkness of the whole house and how he would steer them away from that without being found out. watching as some of the Slytherins stared at him with wide-eyes. To anyone else the look would be impassive but Harry knew he was thinking much deeper. ” she said with a smirk.” he said calmly. She grunted and shook her head as the charm took her twice to do. Harry nearly choked on his biscuit. “RON!” Hermione growled and snatched his toad. Silenco. now think about silence filling the air-” Harry told him.then jab sharply and say.” Luna said vaguely. and Harry sighed when he noticed how his best friend was holding his wand. Ron was cursing and murmuring and nearly poked the bull frogs eye out when he jabbed it too hard. “I bet you your cousin and Snape will head it up. They told Neville to wake them up when it was over. who had watched the movement and tried it as well. “Five points to Gryffindor Mr. Flitwick squealed with delight.’ The raven was completely muffled leaving Hermione to eye him coolly. Weasley and five points to Mr. The teen just rested his head against Ron’s shoulder.” The first try Ron didn’t get it right. “How DID you learn it that fast?” “Devon. “It’s easier if you do it this way-” the teen rearranged his grip and then nodded. Luna arched an eyebrow. causing Hermione’s eyes to widen. Ron did. and couldn’t wait to see the look on Ron’s face and the gulping Hermione will be making when she sees that the two biggest bastards in Hogwarts were going to be teaming up… together.After that murmurs filled the hall and several people stared over at Hermione who blushed and bowed her head.” he murmured muffled. “You don’t jab it in the poor things eye!” “Bugger off!” he grunted and shifted. Potter for helping so graciously!” he said clapping before skipping away to Neville. To Hermione’s utter disbelief he got it on the first try on his bull frog and then moved to the raven and waved his wand and murmured. “Ok. “Tomorrow Quidditch Pitch 5-9. as he figured out just ‘who’ was going to lead it. “And once you have it in your mind.” he said simply. Two more morning classes before lunch time. and Silencers was the main theme for the week. Divination was a right pain in Harry’s backside. “Lock your wrist. Harry’s first class was Charms. away from the brunette and next to Harry who snorted and leaned over and took Ron’s wrist. . Harry smirked. it only took the chubby boy the fifth attempt before the frog was muzzled. When she was done with that she started eating the eyes of it. “Sssh!” “I’m not going to spoil the fun. but the second try the ribbit in the throat of the bull frog was muffled.” she whispered quietly as she made a smiley face with her pancakes and sausage. Harry smirked. “Ok. He was sitting there eating when Angelina came over and plopped down. ‘Silenco. He listened continuously as Trelawney predicted his death this year. as the redheaded teen pressed his head against Harry’s. he hated those things. Harry gulped and gave a half a shrug before his attention was diverted by Ron. This proved to be a very interesting theory for Harry ended up attacking the Potion’s Master pushing him onto the couch instinctively and crawled up onto his lap. who had been absolutely surprised to say the least. Just the dragon hide vest. .” As good as Severus was with fronts it was getting harder and harder to be cruel to Harry. Severus would NEVER look Harry in the eye. “Scratch that! Tomorrow at five to seven.“Good . who was now asking him how to do the Defence Hex that Devon had insisted they learn. He had only ended up with two potions class since the two had started dating. two times which meant mediocre and one time which meant dreadful. “Thanks mate!” Ron chirped before putting it down and stuffing his mouth with a piece of Polish sausage. Harry winced feeling very guilty as he headed for his last class of the day. He hated the smell of them. and that young man who was so hungry for affection. Severus. Those eyes. not even considering denying him what he wanted. As their tongues lolled around together Harry grunted and grabbed at Severus’ chest and was surprised to see no metal plate underneath. The potion master pulled back slightly. wound his arms tightly around Harry. seeing Severus in the same room all day long and unable to touch him or hug him sort of unsettled the teenager and since Devon was preoccupied he decided to sneak down to the dungeons. especially when those green eyes gazed upon him and he tilted his head allowing his black hair to fall over his shoulders.” she leaned over and kissed his cheek before up and walking out leaving Harry to burn red. --------That afternoon before the duelling club Harry was really starting to crave attention.be very prepared. and when ever he made a potion right. “I did nothing!” she then shouted throwing her hands up. Harry grimaced. I have detention with the Potion’s Git!” she scowled and walked away. straddling in front and pressing his lips sensually against his loves. Harry found out after Herbology that afternoon when Angelina came up to him.” he hissed heavily against Harry’s lips before the boy crushed them harshly together.be prepared. “Thought I’d make it easier. his eyes flickered upwards at Severus. when she faced Fred and George who gave her curious looks. buddy . that voice. They were about the same except the iciness in Severus’ voice seemed to have weakened to a mild rain drip. The Potion’s Master now had a weakness and that weakness lied within a Potter. just things like. It hadn’t dawned much on Severus that he was starved as well. the sneers weren’t no where near as bad. “Use your brain Potter. he would tap three times on the table which meant perfect. his eyes narrowed. and guided his tongue between Harry’s pouty lips. Potions. He leant over and snatched his friends quill and scribbled the instructions down word for word before going back to his third biscuit. all different years and houses mixing together. He hadn’t for a minute thought that it would be this popular. He had his hair tied back completely out of the way. facing each other. They were staring each other directly in the eye. “I take it Devon has started to teach you duelling then as well?” Hermione asked. He dressed in his plain grey duelling robes and attached his wand holster to his wrist before slipping his wand inside it. --------- . In the corner of the room. the tables had all been pushed to the sides. They were all wearing muggle clothes and he smirked when they stared at him in surprise for a minute. Then again. Inside the hall. feeling. “Of course. Neville and Ginny were all there waiting for him then.” With that said. They wanted to see a duel. but people were too curious about this to turn around and leave now. things were set up much the same as they had been in Harry’s second year. her tone merely curious and not disapproving. were Devon and Severus. On the stage. he was sure that Devon wasn’t going to like this. That was even less time they had to spend together for his own training. it was one of the first areas we moved into. it was her own fault. he led the way back out onto the corridor and then down to the Great Hall. Harry smirked as he heard the expected groans. He wasn’t surprised to see that Hermione. he was looking forward to the duelling club anyway. He’s very strict about this – so no doubt you will be getting your instructions. He had to admit. both had their long dark hair tied back. both were wearing robes as black as the midnight sky. Harry blinked. There were hundreds of students making their way into the hall. though. Remus Lupin stood watching and next to him stood Dumbledore. because of the duelling club. Luna.They stayed like that touching. Both were stood a few feet away from each other. if just to see the reactions of everybody when they realized who was teaching it. and to give Severus a chance to get ready. Harry left reluctantly then to go and get himself ready. she was the one that tried to manipulate Devon. and then moved back into the common room. They were stood with their legs slightly apart and their hands behind their backs. Harry smirked and nodded as he slipped his arm around Luna’s shoulders absentmindedly. and kissing until they had to separate. There was a long and wide stage right in the middle of the hall. as Devon had taught him. He was in a much better mood as he slipped into the prefect’s rooms and made his way over to his own bedroom. Ron. The two of them looked incredibly imposing. He almost felt sorry for Hermione considering she was bound to get some stick for suggesting it. Remus moved from the corner of the room and shifted the students around so that they were surrounding the stage and could all see. nobody appeared to have the balls to just walk off right then. his wand aimed.” Severus stared.” With that said. we will simply be giving a demonstration of some of the things that we will be teaching you. you know where the door is. and to help keep you morons under control.” Devon said and then straightened up. “Professor Lupin here has agreed to aid us with this. “Some of the curses used will never leave your lips and if they do.” Severus continued once more. They stepped straight into the fighting stance and stared straight into each others eyes. we will listen to no complaints about how we teach this. “Therefore. Then they bowed. without looking at anyone in particular. just to be on the safe side. even as Severus himself shouted out a “Caeco!” curse. It was going to be a long night. You will learn to work together in your groups. either inside this hall or out. Devon had lifted up his own safety barrier to make sure that no curses could stray beyond the stage. he knew how he moved and he knew what curses he preferred. His own curse was avoided with the same ease and he shot another one almost immediately. Devon turned on his heel and took three steps back before he spun around again. his voice as cold and sneering as it always was. Remus quietly made the students take a few steps back. formally and respectfully. He had the advantage here in as much as he knew how Severus fought. calculating. He countered that straight away though and watched as Sev stepped to the side as well. Silence soon fell as Devon and Severus both turned to face the students. “Acer!” he hissed softly. we guarantee you your immediate expulsion. “You are here voluntarily.” “If any duels go on. “Tonight.Devon watched indifferently as Severus smirked ever-so-slightly at the gasps and groans that were spreading around the hall when they realized who was going to be teaching them. at the same time. without even realizing it. If you don’t like it. we will be judging the level you are at and then splitting you into groups. You will be given partners.” Severus said firmly. and both Devon and Severus turned to face each other once more. judging. If you don’t like any of this – go now. regardless of houses or year group. You will be given homework. “After this evening. unauthorized. Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason . and fired the first curse even as he stepped to the side and brushed off Severus’ attempt.” Devon continued just as coldly. and studying. “you will be kicked out on your arse with half of the points deducted from your house and a detention – between the two of us – every day for the rest of the year. glaring.” “The same consequences will be suffered if you even think about using dark magic.” Unfortunately. The rest in their group with them were all seventh years with the odd scattering of sixth years and no first through to fourth years at all. When they were all sorted out into groups though. and then it was because I was busy looking everywhere for a new layout for my site. I promise. Notes: … I’m so sorry it took me so long to update this! It won’t happen again. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. First of all it was Terri’s fault because she didn’t edit cos she had to do stuff. as Devon had said. there were five of these groups each containing around forty six students. Just two weeks before Christmas. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. Blaise Zabini and. she may be extremely well at the research and she may know a fair few curses. In just two days the new Minister for Magic would be named and so Devon had needed to make a little trip to the Ministry while he knew for certain that he could still slip in easily without being seen. there had been no more black letters for Devon – or anybody else in the castle. Remus and Severus had to give up two to three hours every single weeknight to teach them. hopefully. and then it was because my sleeping changed again so I haven’t seen her for ages. too. In doing so. She most certainly hadn’t liked that and she had been pouting for days. a twenty-eight year old wizard. Ginny. Hermione found herself in the second to last group as. actually – and no attacks. By the time everybody was ‘sorted’. He had destroyed the prophecy. Ron and Luna were in the group just below Harry along with two more fifth year Ravenclaws. but that wont help her if she cant move smoothly and fire without hesitation. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed.Fallen from a time where all was lost. Devon and Severus went through two hundred and thirty students and placed them in groups according to their levels. Things with Voldemort remained quiet. so that his disappearance wouldn’t be noticed. All that’s done now though. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. surprisingly. even though Neville was in the same group as her and quite happy about it. along with Draco Malfoy. . the lessons for the students cut down to once a week while Devon.Summary: AU: Slash. give or take a few. to find himself in the top group. Thanks for your patience. The rest were all years above again. a Slytherin and a Gryffindor. sorry again. but was most definitely pleased. (you'd not believe how long it took me to find one!). and then changing it. Chapter Twenty The duelling lessons continued almost nightly for the next two weeks while Remus. He becomes Devon Evander Potter. Harry wasn’t surprised. nothing. Remus and Sirius had covered for him for the evening. Devon found himself slipping unnoticed back into the grounds of Hogwarts. He wrapped his cloak tighter around himself and shivered. satisfied with himself. of course. it wouldn’t be hard. of course. He had often questioned his sanity lately. This would basically be like cheating death and Devon would not risk losing him some other way. “Where have you been?” Severus Snape asked with an arched eyebrow as he turned to look at Devon. There was no longer a need for Harry to go to the Ministry. Then. show Harry the memory of the end of his fifth year when he first heard the prophecy. He smiled slightly. Voldemort would. not that it is any of your business. No need for Sirius to go to the ministry. asked Harry whether he would want to hear it word for word from the actual recording before it was destroyed. It hadn’t been easy. He would have to be careful though and make sure to watch Sirius. of course. he would say how he had taken Harry for a little trip to the Ministry and a prophecy accidentally fell to the floor and smashed. Not now. He would. crossing his arms over his chest. want to go and check for himself. making sure to thank him for the invitation – but decline in the most insulting way.” He replied coolly and Severus smirked slightly and then shrugged.Devon himself wouldn’t be able to. He would even go so far as to send a little taunting message to Voldemort. but that would only force the Ministry and the majority of the wizarding world to admit that he was back. but thankfully his cousin agreed that it needed to be broken immediately. Everything was still going perfectly according to plan. He hadn’t even considered that – but they were all much better off without the damn thing. the veil. making sure that his return had indeed gone unnoticed. Devon winced inwardly but his expression didn’t flicker from the blank mask he had up. Harry wouldn’t be able to cope with that … hell . When he was past the main gates. He had a pensive. perhaps. of course. he paused for a minute and stretched out his awareness. returning to the place that had haunted his dreams and nightmares for years now. obviously. . letting his manipulation of the shadows fall away piece by piece as well. He relaxed his hold on his magic and slowly released his grip strand by strand. “I had been out by the lake. not after everything that had happened. It couldn’t be used for anything but death. He had been on his way back after his nightly rounds. He pulled out of his thoughts as he reached the main doors of the castle and then slipped inside soundlessly. Only to come to a stop. Except.He had. Why on earth was he allowing himself to get close to people he knew would die if he couldn’t stop it? Why was he allowing himself to fall in love with them? He couldn’t risk that kind of hurt again. He had even paused in the room that had that merciless veil – and he had destroyed it. “Careful Severus. his face looked clammy.“No. and then he turned to walk away but paused once more. Fred. As everyone got into position. He called out when he knew no one could see him with a ‘wahoo!’ If there was one thing Harry James Potter loved. After the quidditch match.” “Do you see me laughing?” “Quite. . He could fly all day and night long. the game started and the snitch had flown up and disappeared from view. Seemed quite worried. He had been training night and day for this.” Severus replied. “They might – no. not to mention Ginny. That’s what it felt like to him. --------The invisible wind pushed against the raven-haired teen who shot upwards like a spiral into the grey cold sky. Was there something wrong with Harry? He hadn’t had much time lately to spend with him. Perhaps he thought you would be attacked by the flesh-eating moths that have been around lately…” the sarcasm was literally dripping off his every word and Devon lifted an eyebrow before rolling his eyes. His eyes were narrowed on Harry. Harry stared at him for so long Severus’ eyes trailed up feeling the stare. he heard the shout from Madam Hooch. His eyes then went to the left of Severus to see Devon watching him with a smirk on his face. He smiled as he did several loops and spirals. it was flying. it’s not. ignoring the stares from the Quidditch Pitch below. I do believe Harry has been waiting for you to get back from the … ahh … lake. we can’t have that – but then you’re hardly about to say anything and thus point out that you actually have one too. Harry shot underneath corkscrewing around Ginny and then upwards away from Draco who was coming after him on his Nimbus 2001.” He retorted as coldly as always and Severus’ smirk widened. He would have to make a point to see him tomorrow. people might think you have a sense of humour. He was leaning back and Remus was behind him one seat up with his feet on Devon’s seat on each side. and George did a pretty darn good job. Padfoot had a whole seat to himself next to Devon and had his head on Devon’s lap. with his ex-husband so to speak. and before Harry could even blink. He frowned even as he nodded without a word and then he himself crossed the hall before anything else could be said. Harry levelled his broom and then stared around him and his eyes pinpointed Severus who was sitting in the teacher’s box. thanks to the lessons and then the duelling. As he wound around his eyes flickered over to the green and silver Quidditch Jersey that was obviously Malfoy. alone. His face and eyes devoid of all emotion and expression. Except it didn’t hurt anymore. Angelina had run everyone into the ground. wondering what the hell the man would want to talk about – and whether he would be able to sit in the same room. however. “Would you join me – for a drink – tomorrow evening?” The words sounded foreign to both of them and Devon stared at him for a minute. still smirking. It felt like they had split up and Harry was dating his ex. He wondered if it was because of Quidditch or something else. Harry gasped and ducked under quickly just as Goyle came on the other side. and Harry zoomed around for the snitch. It would have succeeded had Harry been slow.and apologized before running away quickly.” he murmured.Montague literally threw himself on me causing me to topple off.” “Well . “Where am I?” he asked. Draco smirked with light amusement as he watched his beater try and attack Harry.” . and will bring it in soon. Severus was glaring at his beaters while Devon was leaning up. Draco made no snide comments. “You’ll be all right. The man’s arms went around Harry securely. “What happened?” asked Harry softly. “My room.Draco actually caught your broom and gave it back to you.that’s – not very Slytherin of him. “Ugh. and ran his hand over Harry’s face as the boy struggled into a sitting position.I dodged the fat gits and then when I got snitch . The teenager felt as if his spine was about ready to break.” he told Harry who just stared up at him weakly. Harry ignored everyone else as he tried to get away from Crabbe and Goyle. my neck .” “You both went crashing down with him on top of you. “How do you know?” “Draco came and told me .” Harry snorted. that anyone noticed. putting a goal post between them.What was unnerving was as Angelina and Ginny passed the Quaffle. his eyes like a hawk. The teenager shot underneath and wound around. I don’t think Montague will be back . “Things are so .” said Devon. and collapsed onto Devon’s lap.” he said softly as his fingers delicately ran over Harry.fuzzy. The youth thought Draco had chickened out.my spine. his green-eyes all hazy. Severus is just finishing the potion.and -” he looked up at Devon with a groan. I mean . that’s when Fred and George came up to the large buffoons and started hitting back… Harry groaned inwardly as he veered away and passed the teacher’s box. “The git was smirking -” “I believe he was smirking at the way you dodged Crabbe and Goyle. quite hoarsely and painful. This was going to be a long game… Twelve hours later Harry awoke feeling his neck and spine throbbing. “Argh -” Harry’s eyes opened and winced at the blinding torch lights. He groaned and fluttered open his eyes and felt a hand running through his hair. It wasn’t until Lee Jordan screamed about Goyle and Crabbe. Severus has all ready taken action and believe me. that was until Crabbe came at him with a sharp swing. “I hardly remember. Try not to waste too much of your energy. sitting on the edge of the bed. nor did he get too close to Harry. as Sirius got up. as he fell back to the bed. “I’m not leaving anytime soon.” Harry grunted. Harry didn’t wake until later that night when everyone was fast asleep.Sev really has to figure out how to make it tasteful.” Harry muttered guiltily.” Harry laid there in the comfort of Devon’s arms wrapped up nice and tight. cautiously. once you get better of course…” Devon blinked when he heard the soft breaths of the paralyzed teen and realized he was indeed asleep. and rubbing the spot that was sending pain. Very quietly. Sirius sniffed disdainfully. “I trust him with my life.” said a clearly amused Devon. trying to protest. “Yes it is. he got a good look at the youthful look on his face. Harry swallowed the foul tasting potion with a grimace.” said Harry.” Harry grunted.he blinked awake and stared over to see Sirius laying next to him. The older Potter shook his head.” Devon smiled warmly. gagging as it tasted like rotten eggs. softly.” Grumpily Harry snuggled further into Devon’s arms. .“No but it wasn’t cowardly either. Harry rolled his eyes. “Snape left a potion… sure you trust him?” asked Sirius.” he said. but the pain in his neck and spine vibrating causing a ‘yelp’ to escape his lips. He’s in that stage. It’s you and me tonight Harry. We haven’t had much time together -” “S’not your fault. seeing Harry hiss and wince in pain.” “I can’t sit up. “Ugh . He smiled when he heard the soft sleepy breaths of Devon next to him. “Aww. Devon and Sirius shot awake. “You all right?” asked Devon instinctively cupping the back of the boy’s neck with his hand. Harry tried to move and sit up.” Devon insisted.” he murmured holding out his hand. you don’t. “No. I’m going to be taking over your training for the next couple days. Sirius’ head very close to Harry’s. Sorry. He waved his hand and the wick of the candles in the glass cases lit up just enough for the large four poster bed to be seen clearly. “Don’t leave me. who had been sitting and listening to the exchange. “You would. As he stared at his godfather. “If he wants to talk don’t deny. “Do I have to leave?” He whispered. It was peaceful. unlike the time he had seen him in the cave just outside Hogsmeade. “Well then we’ll have to feed it to you. but what was more was the feel of someone on his right . “Mmm. I’ve missed you. and when he tried to sit up he went back down to the bed.” “Poor cub.” The Potter’s eyebrows shot upwards into his hairline. “Stop hitting on your godson!” Devon whacked Sirius on the head. while Devon stayed awake watching with a soft smile. until Devon waved his hand again and the bed stretched out.” “No.or Harry and Sirius.” Remus slipped up behind Devon on the edge of the bed. That’s how they fell asleep .no! I’m talking about the makeover.” he murmured. Harry snorted and snuggled into Sirius. “Can’t get out!” he told Remus. “Three in the bed -” He mused. showing all of his white teeth. talk about a beating. “Think Severus did more than expel the seventh year. Devon faintly heard movement in the next room. Devon smirked with amusement glittering his brown eyes. . “Spider get you?” Sirius grunted and laid back down. “How many more people are going to fit in this thing?” murmured Devon as Remus leaned over and pressed a chaste kiss against Devon. “Legs are trapped. “If you’re talking about the boils . who clearly got the picture and turned on his side in a spoon position and held Harry tightly as their legs intertwined. rubbing his head as he lay back down and grabbed Harry. “Of course. “How is he?” “Woke up. who grunted. in a mock cautious tone. and waved him over. “I saw Montague -” he smirked. “Any room for a fourth?” asked Remus gliding in.” Devon arched an eyebrow.Sirius grimaced. and then leaning over to kiss Harry swiftly on the forehead. “Should I trust you like that?” asked Devon.” Grinned Sirius brightly. pulling him closer.” “I see. “Man. “Sev… should be Snivellus!” He turned to put the potion away when Harry leaned over and pinched just behind the man’s knee cap causing Sirius to yelp and jump away as if something had bit him. and raised his head just as his amber eyed werewolf stood in the door with an arched eyebrow.” muttered Remus. “Makeover?” inquired Devon his ears perked now. “No more pinching! Unless it’s the arse!” Harry blinked and stared at him with a mix of surprise and amusement.that was me. and then he slipped his legs away from Sirius and wound them around Devon. Devon smiled. nodding. “I don’t think so. Luna was hugging him and literally wrapped her legs around his waist. he’s in love with someone else. It was the wee hours of the morning and Harry was just getting ready to go see Severus. and held him closer. he was tackled by all his friends in the common room. as Ron arched an eyebrow. “Really. “Kind of fun when you understand it. He watched as the boy shivered and stared miserably into the fire. “Right . When he came out. Remus nodded. “It’s a game that wipes your mind of all the clutter and helps you reorganize. having just come from a two hour lesson with Devon. and then pointing to the game on the table. they looked pissed but what can you do?” Remus’ hand ran up Devon’s thigh and curved around but Devon stopped the werewolf’s hand.” “It has no objective!” Hermione retorted. with a smile. he had to retrieve his cloak to go to the dungeons.” she said. obviously testing out a new makeup product.” he said. his nose was broke and his cheeks had a bit of purple in them. “Is there something going on between you two?” Harry and Luna looked at each other. He knew that Draco was worried about his father and decided to finally say something about it … but what was he going to say? As if the heavens were reading his mind and waiting for him to mentally ask that question.” Luna said. The week went by without warning. This made Hermione roll her eyes. Harry watched Draco from a distance and he seemed to be getting more and more withdrawn as the days passed.” Remus insisted. You just don’t know it. “He just loves me differently. I’m wearing Devon’s robe. and delicately brought the man’s fingers to his lips and kissed them. --------Monday morning when Harry left Devon’s. “Not with Harry in the bed. “I saw his parents. “I’ve been teaching them.and next you’ll be telling me he was strip dancing -” “Not quite .” said Luna. his time came Friday night.” the Gryffindor said with clear amusement. with a wide smile. . “I need to get dressed.“Mmmhmm. squeezing Luna’s shoulders and nudging Ron playfully before disappearing to his room.” Devon rolled his eyes at Remus’ oh-so subtle hints. apparently when I saw him.he couldn’t really walk. he heard a soft sniffling and incoherent murmurs. I don’t think they understand.” He insisted. He saw that Draco was sitting on the floor by the fire staring at it and rocking back and forth with his feet up into his chest.” “I do!” said Neville. crossing over to the door. Draco Malfoy: Voldemort grants power to no one but himself. doesn’t it?” Harry asked softly. he still wouldn’t join because of the way the fool goes about reaching his goals. “You don’t even like me! You hate me and my family!” Harry grunted. and I save that for Voldemort. You don’t realize what Voldemort does to his followers. “Just know this. the words leaving his mouth before he had time to think about it.” Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason Summary: AU: Slash. You may think that he’s only turning Voldemort down for me. he could see that his words were having some effect anyway. “Simply to tell you that I know what it’s like to be in danger. Devon only trusts himself at the minute. didn’t say anything. and he trusts what he believes in. You may think I have no family since my mother and father are dead.” He paused then and looked the Slytherin over neutrally. He didn’t have anything to say – but he refused to avert his eyes. Draco – you have a choice. but I no longer dislike you. shrugging.“Sucks being on the receiving end of Voldemort’s hate. Draco growled in the back of his throat. I dislike the ideals you have. to be worried for your family’s life. his eye narrowing. Let me tell you this. your opinion is changing. “What do you want Potter?” he growled.Fallen from a time where all was lost. a twenty-eight . You used to think it a great honour to be treated like shit. He makes promises he never intends to keep – and when you wear his mark. and waved his hand at Draco dismissively. not really. “I’m going out .” he murmured.” Harry’s voice was calm and he made no movement to touch his wand as Draco held his shakily. but you’re wrong there too.” He smirked softly then and turned away. You’re smart and at the top of the year. I know your parents love you. for his part. and growled. Draco.Devon will be in the Hogshead Inn tomorrow between 10 and noon. but neither does Devon. It certainly had an affect because as quickly as Harry said that. Voldemort puts his followers under the Cruciatus for the smallest things – just because he can?” He paused once more and then sighed. staring from the tear-stained face to the puffy eyes. he dried his tears on his sleeve. but my family resides in my friends and Devon. Draco. now that you’re slowly getting an insight into what its like to be Voldemort’s lapdog. You’re a prefect and you could possibly even beat Hermione’s scores if you bothered to throw everything you have into your studies. didn’t you? But now that it’s actually started to happen. Draco. “I wouldn’t wish for anybody to love their family. I realize you may not trust Dumbledore. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. I have disliked you all these years – but hatred is a strong emotion. He becomes Devon Evander Potter. Draco was up with his wand out. you will never be able to escape. If Devon truly believed in the web of lies that Voldemort spun. Then he stopped just before he left. You can follow Voldemort and you can learn the hard way – or you can refuse. “No. “I know you’re not stupid. You know. You don’t have to do this alone. I’m not stupid. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. He had hoped to spend the day in training with Harry. The bar tender was stood behind the bar. . without his lover and without his cousin. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. He was the only other ‘customer’ in the entire dirty little pub. In doing so. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. When he told Harry to start watching his words and actions around the blonde. they had their eyes fixed on something that one of them was holding under the table and were whispering to each other fervently. dank. From what he could see of the face beneath the hoods. In fact. She even had a black cat on her lap. using what time they could get to concentrate on the most important areas. brushing his hand through his hair absentmindedly. Notes: Thanks to tinks for editing. Remus had agreed for him before he had a chance to refuse. Why did he have to go and watch a Death Eater camp? It wasn’t as if he and his two companions could actually do something about it unless there happened to be no more than say … four Death Eaters. the warts.year old wizard. Chapter Twenty-One Devon glared into his glass of Firewhisky with a sigh. Dumbledore had asked him. he didn’t like this one bit. little bar waiting to see if the blonde actually turned up. the birds nest for hair and two eyes that looked off in opposite directions. He rolled his eyes at the thought and then glanced up and swept his cool gaze over the few others in the bar. Idly. That was it. It wasn’t easy. Devon sighed. Remus and Severus to go and ‘watch’ a Death Eater camp for the first week of the holidays. To top things off. with the Christmas holidays coming up. the only thing the poor woman was missing from the stereotypical muggle children book witches was the green skin. Devon hoped that it wasn’t a dragon egg. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. At least ‘Padfoot’ would be staying behind at Hogwarts to watch over Harry then. cleaning a glass with a rag that looked like it had been dragged through a puddle of mud first. She had the long crooked nose. Then. There was an old hag that gave all witches a bad name. That way he wasn’t totally on his own. and to be … nicer … if you will. both wearing long hooded cloaks to try and hide. across the room sat two men. he most certainly didn’t think he himself would end up waiting in the nasty. he would have been an excellent ruler in years past. He smirked as he remembered the night before his graduation (and subsequently the night before the big battle where he lost the rest of his family) when he and George had managed to slip McGonagall’s tight control over the drinks in the three broomsticks to come over here. “Very well. he would make his decision before he took the mark. looking up at him again now. Devon didn’t say anything even as he swept his eyes intently over the blonde. make themselves known. They most certainly hadn’t left sober. If Devon wasn’t much mistaken – he received the mark this Christmas. Potter says you know. Malfoy.He didn’t even bother to glance up when the door opened and instead swirled his whisky around in his glass slowly. “He is not quite sane – but he’s not exactly insane either. so that had to be a good sign. a faint blush tingeing his cheeks even though a determination lit his eyes. the boy wasn’t ready – but it was now a question of need for him. Want is not a question here. It perhaps wouldn’t be so bad if it hadn’t been watered down terribly. “. He noticed a brief flash of amusement in Draco’s eyes but then the boy lowered his head and nodded his thanks when the drinks were placed on the table in front of them. bringing him out of his thoughts.” he blurted out after another few minutes of silence. . “I want you to tell me what its like with Him. the paler-than-normal skin and perhaps he had even lost a little weight. “Yes. Devon glanced up to see Draco Malfoy stood in front of him.” Devon said and then sighed. as if daring Devon to deny it. taking in the rings around his eyes. He is intelligent. Perhaps this time around. and actually thought about it. Devon merely met his gaze steadily and then pushed his arm forward and tugged up his sleeve. He is an incredibly powerful wizard.” He looked up then challengingly. Had his views not be so fucked up. the boy hadn’t even bothered to cover up his appearance. I’m as ready as I can be – look I just – will you tell me?” Draco asked. Devon cast a wandless charm over the two glasses that he put out so that they were cleaned properly. While the man was doing that. Mr. “I can only tell you what I have seen-” He said curtly but quietly. He nodded indifferently and gestured to the seat across from him. leaning forward on the table now.” He could literally see the surprise and shock in those blue eyes.” A small voice spoke quietly. No.and I have seen a lot of things. the question is: Are you ready?” He allowed a flicker of approval to shine through his eyes then when Draco didn’t immediately start nodding his head. sitting back in his chair to look at the boy completely. Draco glanced around nervously even as he slipped onto the bench seat. He made a move with his hand to catch the bartender’s eye and then motioned for two more whiskies. shrewd and believe me when I say extremely creative. “Pot – ahh – Harry told me to find you here. sharp. “I want you to tell me. The stronger stuff was held for after dark. He couldn’t have dared to be seen with a person who rejected Voldemort’s offer so openly unless he wanted out. He has everything that one would need when they wish to make changes. So you want to know what Voldemort is like. He is a great wizard. showing his bear arm. He knew the answer without waiting. His greatest failing to date: he no longer cares whether he kills muggles or wizards. He can read your mind with a simple glimpse in your direction. He didn’t look away. and he held that gaze coldly. Draco didn’t need to know anything more than what was happening now. might give the kid for the same reasons – or he might kill them outright. and what Voldemort was now like. I will tell you this now: People may join him out of desire for knowledge or power promised. He can control you. he had a lot of strong influence all over the country and his followers were seriously devoted to him. He is no longer the master of magic – magic is the master of him. . keeping to himself bits of information about what Voldemort does in the future. They loved him. His knowledge is extensive – his range of expertise is perhaps even wider than those of Albus Dumbledore. Draco. he can hear your every thought. Draco. incredibly dark. he is instead plotting the death of Harry. They agreed with his ideals – and they had no need to fear him. all those years ago. or heard. purebloods or half-breeds. He can kill through that mark. fear – and he will use it against you. feeling Draco’s blue eyes boring into him in horror. if you can call that surviving. The marks are like an instant connection to your mind.” He glanced up then. hence the reason he survived. dark yes. he can feed from your magic and from your life force. he can summon as you well know – as everybody knows – but he can also cause excruciating pain that will make one beg for the Cruciatus curse. He can cause blinding pleasure that will make one turn to the next man – or animal – and fuck themselves dry. He was close to his goal for immortality before he fell.” “But-” “Why do you think nobody lives when their loyalty starts to waver? Why do you think the ones that have turned from him completely don’t survive the next week? It takes a master to fool him. Whereas right now he could be gathering followers. If one of his Death Eaters fail to do what he asks perfectly – and some of what he asks simply isn’t possible Draco.” He paused there and then chose his next words carefully. so that he can see from a distance. preparing and planning greater attacks on the wizarding world as a whole. He pondered what next to tell him for the best. “But. “When he first started out. It depends how pissed off he is. but he had a good head on his shoulders. He can see and hear your every word and move. he has great failings in many areas. Through those.” he said again after a while and then shrugged indifferently. That would be enough to turn even the brightest away. watching as Draco struggled to fit in what he had been told already with what he had seen. desire.” He fell silent then and pulled his Firewhisky closer once more. He has delved too deeply into the arts and he lets them consume him. plotting a break-in at the ministry to get his hands on a prophecy that has already been destroyed. He is obsessed with the death of my cousin. but because they fear. His perception is tainted by a shadow. His every thought and emotion is that of death and torture. He wont kill that Death Eater yet. He was a respectable wizard. That would bring way too many questions. watching idly as Draco nursed his own drink quietly and thoughtfully. didn’t allow Draco to look away.“He excels in the arts and has delved into magics that are not so commonly known. but he might give the wife to his other Death Eaters to rape and torture for weeks. but their loyalty sticks to him not because they believe.” “The Dark Marks are brands. its not always incompetence – he will make his anger known through family. “It’s not like that anymore. he will twist and manipulate them. When he past the table he had just been sitting at. drinking down the rest of his Firewhisky in one go before he gestured for another. even purebloods. unsure of whether that was rhetorical or not. He turned and glanced down into wide fearful and teary eyes of the Slytherin and arched an eyebrow.” He paused then and shrugged once more. but no. That is the sort of wizard he is now. If you displease him – he will torture the family.” “But – if it’s that bad. “All wizards are beneath him. . He looks at all wizards. people underestimate Dumbledore. “I don’t want this. That’s where Voldemort fails. as everybody else looks at house elves. There is no glory. He will throw them into the dungeons as fucktoys and then he will sit back and watch lazily. He is not a nice enemy.” With that said. Draco never said anything. the determination and the sheer will that the old bastard hides. once he knows for sure that it’s the truth – the rest of the wizarding world is not. he worried his bottom lip. Then there is the fact that while Dumbledore is all for second chances. to kiss his robes and then to kiss his feet. “Because of the mark. They do not go to him unless they are called. if he’s seriously pissed off? Which out of those do you think he would do if he is angrier than he has been in a long while?” Draco hesitated there. as far as people are concerned. fingers curled around his wrist. Albus Dumbledore is getting old. If they do it with too much defiance for his liking. but when Devon nodded for him to answer. they crawl to him on their hands and knees. he won’t be around much longer. Devon reached over and plucked it out of his hands before he could break it. and then Devon turned to look at Draco again. The Ministry would have anybody who wears the mark locked up within minutes. why don’t people go to Dumbledore? He fears Dumbledore!” Draco gasped out as he held onto his glass so tightly that his knuckles turned white. what do you think he does. because of fear for selves and for families. but when you do. They stayed silent until the bartender had fucked off back behind his bar. Help me.” That was easy.“Tell me. as Voldemort has found out. It is not easy to piss him off that badly Draco. “That’s what you might thing. and that’s where they fail. “Torture?” Devon smirked slightly and shook his head. They see only the multicoloured batty old man that he shows – they don’t see the power. then he tortures them. They are inferior. wrapping his cloak around him. no honour and no pride to be found in his services. he left the half nurtured cup of whisky where it was and stood up. as far as he is concerned. though. he simply throws out his magic and he kills you without a thought. Devon flicked a couple of galleons over to the bartender for the drinks and then he turned to leave. When in his presence. Even still. the stubbornness. if just to appease the public. talking about what they were going to do for Christmas. The snow was starting to fall down and the little shops looked like a scene in a muggle movie. --------When Harry got back to Hogwarts that evening he didn’t see Devon in his rooms. “Devon’s going to be busy for the week. “Mum wants me to go with her and dad on a ski trip. “Daddy and I were going to go look for the Great Waltrek Grumble-Sack but daddy has to work. and Harry wondered if there was something she wasn’t telling him.” Hermione made a face looking at Luna like she was mad. “I’ll see you in a bit!” That’s when Harry headed on a different strip. Hermione murmured something about how the joke shop wasn’t educational. He sighed with exasperation. just the two of them. Once it . but the boys hardly paid any mind to her. nor did he see Sirius or Remus. as she stared down at her shoes. this caused Ron to double over laughing.--------The air around the little village of Hogsmeade was frosty to say the least. as Harry grinned and slung and arm around her.” Neville bowed his head and shook his head a bit embarrassed. he disappeared behind the stone wall and said the password to the goblin and snake. “You find one darling lemme know.” she waved her hand. and explained. Or maybe..” “Owe.” He said. and Neville that he wanted to go look for Devon’s gift by himself. simply. Hermione.she did tell him in her own unique way. He did however keep a pepper imp out for himself. Sure.but it was not. “Take his dangly and put it in a mousetrap. and the habit of cursing. Devon and Severus were going to be the most difficult to buy for. as Harry stared at her incredulous then started laughing. “Not you! You probably have a cute dangly but his dangly.” Hermione replied and then arched an eyebrow when Ron scrunched his nose up. You’d think Devon would be easy seeing as the two were technically and genetically the same. Ron looked slightly subdued. Luna walked on one side of Harry while Ron was on the other. Luna then left with Ginny. but other than that they were separate people with separate lives. He had a long morning and afternoon ahead. and as he sucked on the peppermint sweet. Harry told Ron. Hermione sighed. so I’m staying at the Castle. just as Ginny came running and begged Luna to come help her pick a gift out for Michael Corner. So he ventured down to the dungeons after putting his bags away. Devon was a completely different person and personality all together. Neville and Hermione were among them. “How ‘bout a mouse trap for his ugly dangly-” murmured the girl under her breath. “What’s that?” he asked. but Harry insisted that the two of them would go to the joke shop on the way back. Harry glanced at her. Harry adopted the sarcasm. some of the personality. they made their way down the strip.” mumbled Harry wincing.. I’ve learnt that Slytherin’s are just cunning and ambition its our choices not what we’re born into or the houses we’re in. Severus caught them from the table. and entered the lounge and slid the door shut and turned and tossed a pack of candy toward Severus. There are traitors in every house. He had a knot in his throat. “I talked to Draco last night. “Mmmhmm. as he leaned over to see a map. I argued with the hat. Severus stiffened. Harry nodded slowly.that I’m older and with the help of Devon. If he was ever going to be accepted by the adults he would have to buck up and ignore his childish tendencies. “This.” “Know something?” Harry started. Money can lead to drastic things. I mean I despise some of his ways but that’s really not his fault. lolling the imp around in his mouth. He wasn’t surprise when the Potion’s Master stopped kissing his neck and raised his head slightly.is a map of the camp. the Sorting hat told me I would be great in Slytherin and that it would help me on my way to greatness. Rookwood was caught and sought out along with many others. “What?” he hissed into Harry’s ear. All you have to do is say your full name. Severus eased back down into his seat and curled an arm around Harry moving him onto his lap. but he knew he couldn’t be childish and do such a thing. I mean. Told him what I thought of him and that I didn’t hate him like he thought I did.whatchya doing?” asked Harry. I was able to get it off Lucius.he was taught differently.” Severus pressed his lips against the base of Harry’s neck. “Draco had money. “I was supposed to be a Slytherin. it opens automatically. softly.” . and waited a second later the door flung open. He was just going to have to face facts. he knocked at the door. while taking in what his love said. Luckily.” Harry arched an eyebrow upwards. “Hmm?” asked Severus his mouth making its way to the side of Harry’s neck. I’ve all ready keyed you to my rooms. and kissed his neck gently. “What did he say?” “Well.Peter Pettigrew was a Gryffindor! Umbridge-” he shuddered. “Mainly cause of Malfoy and what Hagrid told me. I caught him by the fireside crying.” “All right. the boy leaned back and tilted his head to the side.but then again had I turned out like Dursleys. Harry smiled.but now.” He laughed. So I gave it to him straight up. only reason Slytherin is targeted is because he was a Slytherin. allowing more access. In my opinion one of the only reasons Lucius is any use to the Dark Lord is because of his money and ties to the Ministry. “Harry. “Was a Hufflepuff and Quirrell was a Ravenclaw. “Get in here!” called Severus’ voice. as he stood.he almost wanted to tell them that he didn’t want them leaving.his favourite sherbet balls.” He told Severus.” He told Severus as his eyes raked over the map. I never would have entered Hogwarts… I don’t want to say that makes Draco weak because the Dursleys is nothing over Voldemort.opened. in a deep voice. and precum oozed out of it. as he jerked his hips. “Uhhmnn!” Harry gasped out. The Gryffindor kissed and fluttered his tongue against Severus’ hungrily. With every long stroke the ring Severus made tightened. not to mention Dumbledore on some parts of it. He shouted out when Severus’ lips wrapped around him and went all the way down. When he opened his eyes he was staring into a deep set of onyx ones. Severus grabbed the boy’s boxers and pulled him forward. before he kicked the chair behind him out of the way. He jerked with Severus’ middle finger slipped down and touched just under his cock.oh-” his chest heaving up and down when he felt Sev’s mouth and tongue sliding between his lips. as vibrations from being stroked slipped up his cock and through his stomach and spine. He bit down on his lip as he . “Stand up and turn around. “Do not cum yet. and jerking up and down in long. where the very sensitive skin pushed against the fabric of the jeans. as he felt Severus’ tongue slid down his delicate peach skin. breath consuming strokes. With one hand curled in his. and Harry nearly came just watching his Professor get down onto his knees and yank his boxers all the way down to his ankles. Severus. and murmured. just as Severus wrapped his fingers around the teen’s erection. and then his hand disappearing inside. Harry’s eyes closed he moaned. as he kept his gaze. and swallowed when Severus’ roaming fingers flicked the button and then snagged the zipper pulling it down. That free hand grabbed Harry from the outside causing a hiss to escape the boy’s pink lips. He panted and trembled as the veins twitched and the head of his erection tried to swell more. until he could feel the back of the man’s throat. Harry smiled and sighed softly as he as he intertwined his fingers with Severus’s. He felt himself hardening and wiggled wantonly in the man’s arms. the Dursleys had kept me so isolated. and whimpered advantageously. His eyes fluttered close.“Hmm. and whimpered. The boy gave a lingering moan. “Oh. He shivered and shuddered. Harry kissed Severus once more. “Now now-” whispered Severus. causing Harry’s cock to turn reddish purple at the head.” he hissed in his lover’s ear. before he struggled to get his shaking body into a standing position as he turned around his jeans fell down to his knees. For a long time I didn’t know much about this world. Severus allowed his free hand to wonder across the youth’s black jeans to the middle where the tent was becoming more and more obvious.you’ve turned that Potter brain around. Harry’s cock slipped out of the hole in his boxers.” Severus ordered. his muscles slick and wet with saliva pushing against Harry’s cock made the boy’s breathing get even more rapid. Which was what pissed Devon off-” Harry made an ‘Mmm’ noise when Severus nibbled down on a soft part of his neck that was particularly sensitive. Soon Harry’s hips were nearly uncontrollable as they bucked up into Severus’ hand.” he said. in a very silky voice. resuming the soft kisses against Harry’s neck. “I’ve learned a lot this year. ” commented Severus. who stood. “The searches have been non-stop since the Minister failed to return to the Ministry. “Time to start returning the favour. The new Minister of Magic is Rufus Scrimgeour. as his tongue pushed against Severus’. he put control on his own hips. and the Senior Undersecretary to the Minister of Magic Delores Jane Umbridge. “C-comin-” Harry couldn’t hold it back and popped himself right in Severus’ mouth. His tongue made circles around the now soaked head. this reporter is pleased to announce the long awaited results. The rise in crime has been soaring these last few months. Harry groaned and waved his hand. and he was cleaned up. mentally thanking Devon for the particular charm.” An election was then requested to name a new Minister of Magic and witches and wizards all over the country poured forth to vote for the favoured of competitors. Now. “We. writes Rita Skeeter. “You came a lot. after two months of a Minister-less government. as Severus took him out of his mouth. The man didn’t have time to say much more for he was pushed back against the hard wall and a kiss was placed on the lips tasting his own salty tongue.” --------New Minister of Magic – Rufus Scrimgeour Rumours have been spreading through the wizarding world now for over two months. All of this leads the wizarding community to only one conclusion: The Minister and his alleged lover are dead. and Harry gripped it while the waves of desire slipped up his body and straight to his brain and back down again. Cornelius Oswald Fudge. as in the ministry as a whole. causing the man to hiss inside Harry’s mouth. Special Correspondent. and we need to focus our attention on keeping this world in order. the man who had once hated him suck his cock like it was the best tasting lollipop ever. as he shouted. Aurors have scoured the country. He then ran his hand up and down Severus’ cock on the outside of his pants. as his hips jerked slightly. owls have been sent only to return unanswered. as to the disappearances of the Minister of Magic. Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. His eyes rolled into the back of his head. previously Head of the Auror Office in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.watched. can no longer afford the time or the expenses to keep up these searches. as he grasped the edge of the table and with his fingers. tracking charms fail immediately. but Severus grabbed his hand and intertwined his hand once again.” says Amelia Bones. The appointment has largely been greeted with enthusiasm by the wizarding community… Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason . His balls getting more firmer he nearly screamed. for several moments. He ran off the steps and over to the burly man in a moleskin coat. Harry didn’t know the explicit detail yet. as the large half-giant’s beady eyes grew wide and a smile ripped across his face. He becomes Devon Evander Potter. Luna and Ginny were under a mistletoe and the blonde had her arms wrapped around Ginny’s petite waist and was kissing her very passionately. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. He decided to go see if Hagrid needed any help. Ron was down in the kitchens seeing what he could scrounge up. But Ron was his first best friend and there really wasn’t much that could beat that. with a smirk on his face. The only other person staying in the castle was Draco. Harry just smiled and waved at him before walking away. He knew that Draco and his family were changing and probably all ready in hiding. and stopped. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. a twenty-eight year old wizard. because Draco no longer had the rings around his eyes nor did he look far off. The halls were practically deserted. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. He smiled when he saw Hagrid trudging up the courtyard with two large trees over his shoulder. A huge white blanket spread across and Harry could see Hagrid hauling trees in from the grounds. she was like a sister to him. “Oye! ‘Arry! Yeh jest the person I been lookin’ for! I jus’ got back yeh no.” . It was nice being able to have some time with his best friend without Hermione’s dulcet tones about homework. Chapter Twenty-Two Twenty four lingering hours. Harry could see his breath whenever he inhaled or exhaled. Harry was restless and found staring out the window of the Prefect common room. He blinked and backed up and his mouth dropped open when he saw the most intriguing yet not shocking thing. He loved Hermione to death. As he made it to the Entrance Hall. The teen in question would sometimes give Harry long glances. Notes: Thanks to tinks and mandyfor editing. he grabbed his leather jacket and slipped it around him. watching as the snow fell quaintly upon the grounds of Hogwarts. He felt a tinge of guilt for not going down to see his good friend. but he knew.Summary: AU: Slash. a big nagging sister that he adored. he pulled open the large double doors and stepped out into the frosty air. He was wearing a white long sleeved shirt that had dark blue and black flames up the arms and then a flame on the back with a gothic cross being engulfed by them flames. “Hagrid!” Harry called. In doing so.Fallen from a time where all was lost.his first friend ever. Devon had been vague about it. As he made his way out of the common room he stopped when he heard soft giggling. Harry quickly walked passed them. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. The two had spent all morning and afternoon together playing chess and Luna’s famous game. His hair was down and covering his ears and falling over his shoulders. His jeans were dark blue and hung low against his hips. He listened to Luna talk about a Crumpled-Horn Snorckack with amusement.” said the old man. who took the box and opened them. . he wasn’t happy either. “Don’t mind if I do Harry.” said Harry hoping that time would pass quickly. and told himself not to worry that if anyone could take care of themselves it was Devon and Severus. Harry refused to look at Dumbledore. “Here let me help!” He waved his wand and one tree lifted itself up off the ground and hovered. “Of course and then you can tell me all about your journey. Draco hadn’t appeared which made Harry believe that he was somewhere in the castle with his family. This was the safest place. “Take a picture for me will you?” asked Harry. “Thank yeh ‘Arry!” he said ruffling Harry’s black head before they retreated back up the stone steps. Harry trudged himself back up to the Hogwarts School. “Troll Bogey.” Smirking Harry tilted his head. he wasn’t angry because he knew it was expected. Hagrid pumped up his chest proudly. “Well. After the two hour conversation about Hagrid’s little brother being in the Forbidden Forest. “Sure thing!” she said. Harry felt Sirius at his feet. starting to get into one of those fickle little moods. as he held the end of a cracker as Luna got the picture and pulled it. then I guess it’s all right. while Ron was on the other side and had no problem feeding Padfoot as much food as he could. But. “I had important business yeh know. “I bet you do Hagrid!” he said patting the man.” Several people looked mollified as Harry and Luna laughed until they nearly started crying. Dumbledore was there and Harry was trying not to be in a foul mood. who’s eyes lit up brightly.” Hagrid frowned for a moment and nodded. “Hmm…” He poked through them and pulled one out and popped it in his mouth.“Yes. I know. Why don’ ya come ‘round my hut for a cup of tea?” The teen’s eyes twinkled. Harry wrapped his legs around the dog out of amusement. shaking and knew that he was laughing on the inside. amused. Devon told me all about it. She was talking about how she couldn’t wait till the summer when she and her father were going to go looking for them. The large man beamed. He ate in the Great Hall that evening. He snapped at himself in the back of his mind. “Ear wax bertie bott professor?” Harry then asked Dumbledore. Padfoot just whimpered and rested his head against his godson’s knee. Three men he truly cared about were out risking their necks. as the crackers snapped in half revealing a few mice and a couple packs of Bertie Botts. Luna was on one side with Ginny next to her.if Dumbledore says it’s all right. Padfoot was at his feet and there were about forty students all together in the school staying over the holidays. Harry and Luna were the only ones with enough guts to laugh at the Headmaster when he choked and his eyes rolled slightly. and even if he didn’t then he still had that link with Devon open so he could always tell him through there. and Devon were all right.Harry didn’t know what it was but the red-head was disappearing a lot more often.’ “Thank goodness for that. “Where did you get that?” asked Draco.” said Harry waving his hand offhandedly.” grunted Sirius as he sat up cross legged and his eyes all screwy. On one of those rare nights that Harry ended up in the common room late at night he was watching the fire. Harry still hadn’t told Ron about the two and decided not too. “Maybe if we get to know each other Draco. Draco sat himself on the couch and stared over at the fire before his eyes went back to Harry and stared at the robe. At least Sirius was there. Harry’s mind wasn’t in the game. ‘oomph. His red-headed friend agreed whole-heartedly not wanting to be in the room with Ginny and Luna any longer. Harry was spending a lot of make up time with his godfather Sirius. Harry insisted that Ron come and stay with him and Sirius. when he felt someone approach. Glancing to the right he saw Draco standing there in a night robe.” He nodded. deep inside of him. Remus. He snickered and tilted his head and faced Sirius who grunted. Harry would be able to feel it. even if it was far away. Over the next few days things were relatively quiet. It wasn’t his place. his sifted his fingers through his black hair and tugged gently at the tangles. his fingers fingering the Slytherin emblem on his chest.” Smiling innocently Harry waved his hand an the man came crashing down on a stack of pillows with a loud. and rubbed his face. The animagus had promised to go over a list of curses with Harry while they were gone anyway.” . Ron was off doing something. It took him over an hour to understand but once he did they were up all night playing. “I went to Devon Potter.. He knew they were. “Take a seat. I will tell you. He allowed his daze to take him away. or something would happen to the connection between the two. The two Gryffindor’s introduced the animagus that evening to Luna’s game. “Devon taught you too well for your own good. Harry had never realized just how much fun of a person Sirius was. and he was watching the blazing fire crackle and pop. Harry smirked.” The teen licked his lips.he had to wonder if Severus. Draco was seen coming and going. “I know. He was wearing Severus’ night robes and had his feet curled up under him.That night instead of going to the common room. though it kept drifting. Harry chuckled as he dodged every hex that Sirius sent his way and even used his wandless magic to make his godfather flip upside in the air. pointing to the Slytherin night robe. You’re not stupid. He arched an eyebrow as he studied the teenager carefully. Draco nodded.” “But you didn’t.“I feel it-” admitted Draco leaning back and staring into the hearth. “It’s hard to even talk about him.” Draco scrunched his face. I almost gave my soul to the devil or so to say. “What the hell do you know about a Slytherin?” he inquired. “Well then? Why not start over?” . not now. Dumbledore and the real Mad-Eye Moody is going to teach us. It should help. “More than you think Draco.my dad is receiving painful memories through the Dark Mark. Draco snorted. you may not be so bad had we met under different circumstances. “I understand. When it tingles he’s extremely happy. “Yeah.I mean. I was supposed to be in Slytherin but because I had met you in first year. “Luck. the teen chuckled.” “Does it still hurt?” asked Draco curiously staring at the lightning shaped scar. It still tingles and prickles. Harry shook his head. I now understand what is good and which is bad.” He said holding a hand up.” “The best advice I can give you.” Harry suggested to the teenager who nodded. although I’m not sure which is better-” He shrugged almost confusing himself. So ones negative the others positive.” he pointed to his scar. is to wipe your mind of all feelings late at night when you lay down to sleep. “Every time. “Nope. But seriously. “How do you think I stayed alive?” Draco sighed.” The teen’s mouth was agape and he was taken back by what the Gryffindor had said. “You know. with a slight sneer on his face. Trying to picture blank walls up in your mind. You decided to be a true Slytherin for once. I have a lot more control. I argued with the hat.” Draco gulped.” “That had something to do with it. “I mean.you have to admit that I had to have some cunning to get away from the bastard last year. “I can do that. When it prickles he’s pissed. I had a serious problem with it because of this. The true-blue carbon copy and epitome of Gryffindor was supposed to be a Slytherin? How was that possible? As if Harry was reading it off the top of his head. Harry stared at him. Devon did Legilimens on me it would start sizzling like hell.” “Try not to think of anything.” “Is someone going to teach him Occlumency?” asked Harry.” The blonde tilted his head and smirked. ” Draco said pompously.” He smirked. my name is Harry Potter.er Divination. Slytherin House. . “They will once I’m captain. A second hand smoothed up his inner thigh and then gently pressed his legs open a little bit more.. The Heir in question was almost giggling he was so amused. So. “We’ll see Draco. Transfiguration. giving himself up. Draco truly laughed and took the offered hand. Remus smirked. holding him up as his erection was grabbed almost forcefully. “Draco Malfoy.” After that the two just started laughing unable to hold it in any longer. Harry just wondered how Ron would take it. he allowed his eyes to be drawn from there to one of his lovers and stared straight into amused-filled amber eyes. Devon couldn’t even bring himself to consider protesting as they were plucked open and instead. nothing too noticeable. at Draco’s soft scowl. Do you mind?” A voice asked bitingly and coldly.” “Sure they are. and Devon broke away from the kiss to see that Severus Snape was still sat next to them. Po.Laughing lightly Harry bit his lower lip. He moaned out loud when a hand pressed against his bare chest and blinked open his eyes to see that his shirt had been pushed to the side. --------Devon allowed his head to be turned to the side even though he didn’t take his eyes away from the encampment in front of him. Devon hissed and arched up into his touch as that hand started to stroke him and then he forced his eyes open again. what’s your favourite colour? Favourite Subject? Worse subject? Favourite Quidditch Team?” asked Harry sitting down a bit closer to the thin Malfoy Heir.” “Gryffindor. It was a change of atmosphere and change of attitude that was welcomed. Defence Against the Dark Arts. “Slytherin’s better. His hips jerked up slightly before he could stop himself and a strangled whimper clawed up his throat and escaped. What’s your name?” asked Harry holding out his hand. Finally. “White.” He replied smoothly and then attached his mouth to Devon’s neck and bit down gently. leaning into the touch and into the kiss completely. “Good evening. A gentle kiss was pressed to his lips and then a tongue pushed past them and slid easily into his mouth. The hand on his chest pinched at one of his nipples lightly and then slid around to his back. we’ll see. “. and Ireland. and nodded and stood up. eyes fixed pointedly on the camp even though they flickered over to Devon and Remus every now and again. he closed his eyes and allowed himself to melt ever so slightly. Arithmancy. He had been too busy following the other hand that was now cupping his slowly filling cock. “Not at all. yourself?” “Black. A palm was pressed flat against his chest and then ran down over the cloth.” teased Harry with a glitter in his eyes. reaching for the buttons. and Gryffindor. Devon groaned. A tongue flickered across the roof of his mouth and then curled around his own firmly but gently at the same time. “I don’t think he meant – I – Merlin Remus!” “He’s quite happy there. Dumbledore was taking care of that though. then Voldemort’s inner circle would be there to do the marking for those that had been accepting – and then they would be watching the entertainment. was that Lucius had assured them that Voldemort himself wasn’t going to be there. and leave you two to your … games. they had to try and get closer to listen in. As soon as Draco had made his decision known to Dumbledore and – obviously to his family – Lucius Malfoy came to Dumbledore and offered himself as a spy so long as he was granted immunity from prosecution when it was all over. “I presume we are going to set up watches during the night?” Severus asked dryly after a minute and both Devon and Remus turned to look at him for a minute before nodding. Lucius was definitely down there somewhere. though they knew that Voldemort himself wouldn’t be. They had no way of knowing as to who would be attending. most likely. supposed to be down there right now. Lucius Malfoy was high up in the Death Eaters. they could tell that just from the set out. . “Then I’ll take the first watch.” He retorted softly. He could just about see around six people moving around outside the huge tents. pushing his shirt off the rest of the way and placed it over his lap almost carelessly – but covering the obvious tent in his pants. leaving Devon to pull himself back together. shifting slightly once more so that he could see over a little hill to the Death Eater encampment below. the deaths of those who weren’t good enough. having left the day after the school finished for the holidays and the Death Eaters had only started arriving that very morning. Merlin knew that Devon had seen enough of those during his time. It turned out that the blonde wasn’t the only one who had been doubting the Dark Lord. watching. though.” He added. Devon merely shrugged. The fact that Severus hadn’t been called was very telling indeed and Devon knew that the Potions Master had been worrying about that ever since he found out about this. “Remus…” “Oh. “I’d never take you for a sub. Draco was. “I’d never take you for a voyeur. alright. Something big was going to be happening here. Severus. The look in those amber eyes spoke clearly of the thorough fucking he would get that night now. as well as protection for his wife and his son. They’d been here now for two days. It was an initiation camp – Voldemort was recruiting. so more must be expected. In other words. arching an eyebrow even as he actually pouted and Devon’s eyes rolled back as he kept a tight control over his hips so that he didn’t start dry thrusting. Dumbledore had agreed. Devon could already guess what it was though. What was of use. his eyes glittering with amusement. If this was the final stage of the initiation. but that was of little to no use to them. but there was room there for at least a hundred. it’s not our fault his lovers back at the castle is it?” Remus asked. Devon glared at him as he tried to get himself sorted out unblushingly. sneering slightly and pointedly ignoring the smirk that Remus sent his way.” Remus said with a heavy sigh and then he pulled back completely.” Severus sneered. but when whatever it was started. you don’t seem to have that word in your vocabulary when he is around. They could be spending the time training now. as he had planned before this all started. every weekend now.” Remus replied simply with a shrug and Devon rolled his eyes. Devon and Severus. feeling a little like prey when those gleaming eyes fixed on him.” “He’s done a lot for me. and even if he didn’t then he still had that link with Harry open so he could always tell him through there. They nodded their thanks and Devon told Severus to wake him four hours later before he followed his werewolf lover into the tent.“Why the hell are we out here anyway?” Devon asked quietly after a minute. back in his own ‘world’ and ‘time’ there had been no one to talk to the blonde about what Voldemort was like. but didn’t bother to say anything to that. The animagus had promised to go over a list of curses with Harry while they were gone anyway. By pointing out Voldemort’s good side. he had shown the kid that he could respect and admire even the darkest of wizards and that alone had helped Draco swallow and believe everything else that had been said. He just wanted to be back at the castle with his cousin. Those weekends Devon had been using for training with Harry. Devon hadn’t imagined for a minute that Draco would decide there and then and ask for his help. The last few days had passed in almost a blur. “For instance. The duelling club still went on every single night for the three wizards sat at the encampment now. surprisingly. but weekends they had to themselves. It was on the fifth day that Voldemort himself arrived and it was on the fifth day that everything went so terribly wrong… Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason . and he worked him from sunrise to sun fall on both days – something which Harry. The next few days followed much the same way for Remus. I don’t have a problem saying no to the old bastard. didn’t complain about. More and more Death Eaters arrived. ever since that Hogsmeade weekend.” Severus said indifferently. “Its not like we don’t have anything better to do – and anybody in the order could have parked their arses here and watched. “You two might as well go to bed. Then again. bringing Devon out of his thoughts. how many people do you know that could sit here now when there are only six Death Eaters below? Most would have gone down there to arrest them.” Devon muttered.” Remus replied with a shrug. but even as he said it he knew it wasn’t. especially considering it would make the order and the ministry look good…” “That’s beside the point. along with around a hundred people who were yet to be marked. “It’s your fault I’m here anyway. He understood perfectly.” “Few others would have had the patience. At least Sirius was there. They were in Wales.Summary: AU: Slash. More and more Death Eaters arrived at the encampment for the initiation . He hadn’t even managed to sit back down and open it before he heard a movement from inside the tents. These would have to be ‘special’ initiations. He becomes Devon Evander Potter. He quested out with his mind slightly and brushed against Harry’s. He would have to wake Remus and Severus in a while. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. when he had been awake all night? He shifted slightly and pulled his knees up to his chest to get a little more comfortable as he pondered what was going on below. why did they need one? That was what warming and heating charms were for.or whatever the hell it was. Not even a minute later. In doing so. Devon sat staring down over the tops of the tents and watching the little black blobs walk around as the sun started to rise over the hills. as Draco was supposed to be. in a place that was well away from any muggle towns or villages. He pushed himself up from where he was sitting and then glanced around the small little camp that they had made days ago. If the children of the Death Eaters were now being initiated. Notes: Too lazy to edit. It would stand to reason that any junior Death Eaters at Hogwarts would try to get at Harry to bring favour from their master. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. though. Devon sent a short nod of acknowledgement and then sat down exactly where he had been before. The whole set up was nearly exactly the same as the other initiations. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. . Devon would know instantly who had been marked and who hadn’t considering he could sense the mark. a twenty-eight year old wizard. What was the point. if he wasn’t much mistaken. then he and Harry would have to be a bit more careful at Hogwarts now.Fallen from a time where all was lost. Devon was beginning to have his doubts. and then ignore the lectures he would undoubtedly get for not waking either of them up for their watches. sorry :p Chapter Twenty-Three The fifth day of their watching arrived without much to note. He ruffled through his sack until he found the books that he had actually remembered to bring and then fished out one on defensive charms and manipulation. Severus Snape stepped out looking as he ever did with those long flowing black robes on. and it wouldn’t take much to teach Harry how to open his senses to it as well. but an acceptance into the Death Eaters didn’t require so many Death Eaters and inner circle members to attend. They couldn’t really have a fire without attracting attention to themselves – but then again. smiling when he saw that his boy was up already and doing his morning exercises. ” . “Oh … and if I didn’t approve?” Severus stiffened. though it was definitely weakened somewhat. “Yet you do not approve?” “I didn’t say that. “Then perhaps it is a good job for all three of us that I do not disapprove. Things were too delicate now in his plan to just set it aside for no good reason. Remus and Severus could stay if they wanted.” Devon paused. “I was up anyway.. His mind was too busy wandering though. nothing had happened – then that was tough shit basically..” He replied eventually. About Harry. “Show me you love him. “Then I’m afraid I’d carry on seeing him anyway. They sat in silence for a while then. definitely tense now. “What about him?” “You’ve never really answered before. “. All I know at the minute is that Harry is happy with you – and I am content with that.” Severus said curtly after a while. then Dumbledore would probably ask them to stay out there longer. with Severus supping on a flask of warm coffee and Devon attempting to read his book. except for the arrival of the Death Eaters. Sirius’ death at the ministry had been prevented – but what's to say that it wouldn’t come at him from another angle? “I’ve wanted to talk to you. Devon shrugged indifferently even as he cracked open his book and turned to the page he was on. If they didn’t get a move on soon and start the damn thing. not in the least surprised when Severus merely nodded his understanding and then parked his arse next to him. turning to look at him properly. show me you can protect him – and you will have my approval. and the man couldn’t seem to meet his eyes.“Why didn’t you wake me for watch?” Severus asked stiffly after a minute as he walked up and glanced down at the busy camp. frowning now. So far. there had been next to no activity from the camp below. If. isn’t it?” he asked coolly and Severus finally tore his eyes away from the camp to look at him. “I don’t know how you treat him. Devon arched an eyebrow and closed his book again. breaking the silence and pulling Devon from his thoughts once more. Devon rolled his eyes. but he needed to get back to the castle and carry on with Harry’s training. and it was now the fifth day. No way.” Devon muttered irritably.” He replied with the usual sneer. by the end of the week. are you?” he asked and then glanced over his shoulder as he heard Remus rustling about in the tent. but I firmly believe that you are not stupid enough to hurt him purposefully and thus make me tear you apart limb from limb.” Severus said again. I have no way of knowing your intentions or your motives. eyebrow arched. when I asked if you … approved … of my relationship with your cousin. and so his elbow was blocking the view to the right … but he didn’t need to see to know.Satisfied with his own answer. well. Remus and Severus stiffened instantly and both reached for their wands while Devon himself tried to figure out how long they had. even as he felt them both tense. not even a minute… “Well. --------“Harry? What is it?” Sirius asked as he lowered his wand and frowned. His hand was halfway through his hair. The three of them actually started a debate on defensive magics. he could feel Voldemort. He didn’t have to say anything to them. to face Lord Voldemort. He could feel them closing in on them. He had to show some concern regarding the relationship or Severus – and others – would start getting suspicious again.” A silky voice spoke from behind them and the three wizards slowly turned around. wands still lowered slightly. They had been caught.” Harry replied with a sigh. what a pleasant surprise. He could do with a shower around about now. “Voldemort … he’s pissed. Both Severus and Remus were staring down at the camp and were yet to notice that they were being watched. “He’s really pissed. They were in the middle of another training session when Harry had paused and started scratching at his scar. could feel the magical signatures and the strength.” “Well. and made his way over to his two companions. I see you’ve brought me some guests. It was hard to remember that he was supposed to know very little about some things. He put his hands on their shoulders and then peered over. my dear Severus. as casually as he could. All three of them felt the anti-apparation wards close over their area. or. His wand slipped out of his sleeve and into his hand slowly as he turned. The rest of the day went on in much the same way and was spent in silence for the most part. They were being surrounded. rubbing at his forehead. Devon found himself offering to take the first watch again – and wasn’t really surprised when both Remus and Severus refused point blank. More importantly. Apparently. having started to brush it back. isn’t he always?” . He rolled his eyes and stretched languidly as he smoothed down his robes. as if he too was looking. Devon turned away pointedly and glanced up as Remus crossed over to join them. Just when darkness was starting to fall. He smirked at the thought but then stilled entirely when he heard something. Remus and Severus did and Devon paused to offer his input every now and again. leaving Sirius with only a split second to cancel the spell that he had just fired before Harry was hit. there would be the attack on Arthur Weasley at the ministry. Don’t be a spoilsport. He slung his arm around Harry’s shoulders and then grinned widely. they were probably just going closer to the camp and didn’t want to risk anything. He didn’t think he would have survived if it hadn’t been for Sirius. They had been practicing the list of spells that Devon left behind every day for a couple of hours now and had. “It’s dark. He had to agree with Sirius on one thing though: They knew that Voldemort wasn’t going to be there. Two more days. Sirius was almost too much at times.” Harry murmured again. exhausted the list. “He’s probably just worried about you darling. and Ron had finally managed to talk Hermione into playing a game of chess with him.“No. Still. and if he was. “What do you say to the two of us going for a swim?” Sirius whispered with a gleam in his eye and Harry blinked away from his thoughts for a minute to stare at him. it takes a lot to get him into this mood. a worried frown marring his own brow now. it didn’t appease his stomach much. he didn’t return when he was supposed to. just in case. after months of trying.” Harry sighed and rubbed at his head again. Harry was to go to Dumbledore’s that night. The only people who might possibly come out to see what we’re doing are teachers. then Remus. “Has the fact that you are a wanted criminal with a hefty price on your head escaped your notice?” he asked in disbelief and Sirius smirked. There aren’t even that many people in the castle.” He replied cheerfully as he grabbed Harry’s hand and pulled him towards the door. Voldemort isn’t there. Besides. Siri was probably right. He’s worried. they had decided to carry on with the nightly lessons and instead concentrate on flat-out duels until he came back. If I’m not wrong. his love and his somewhat uncle before he shook it from his mind and followed the bouncy dog. we know that. and I’m never wrong by the way. actually. still worried. so he’s probably just pissed because someone didn’t put any sugars in his tea. Devon and Sev would apparate out of there straight away. Harry sighed and opened the door out into the corridor while Sirius changed into Padfoot.” Sirius relaxed his stance then and pocketed his wand again as he crossed over the room. “I – I don’t like this Sirius. things are getting deeper now. Luna and Ginny were both off ‘studying’ for the night anyway. for some reason. . Devon’s shut himself off from me – but not before I managed to glimpse the feeling in his gut. Something’s… wrong. at precisely one thirty in the morning. he’s going to listen in on – whatever it is the Death Eaters are doing – he probably didn’t want any distractions. and tell the man that he had had a vision. Devon had made sure to remind him of that before he went. As Devon wasn’t back yet. It had almost been hell without the three people he cared dearly about. He paused before he left though and spared one last thought to his cousin. that very evening. and they all know. Harry couldn’t wait. sticking out his tongue. In three more days. He didn’t like or want to lie to him – but this was one of those times when there was no choice. harshly. with fright. “My scar.” Harry hissed his anguish. Dobby was as hyper and happy as he ever was.It shouldn’t be too hard. the tears streaming down his eyes.come on son.Voldemort. Harry was shoved into a seat and a plate full of double stuffed chocolate mousse pie was sitting in front of his face. “Devon.” he croaked.” Professor Dumbledore knelt down and helped Harry to his feet. The tears swelled up in his eyes as he laid his head back panting. and without even waiting for the dog to bark he walked away and down the corridors. Siri grinned wickedly and before Harry could react. as Dobby squealed. Harry’s eyes widened and he flinched.” said Harry. he felt a hand on his hand. His gut was twisting in knots and he had a vague idea why. Sweat drips started to roll down his head and as he gulped. Winky and Dobby help. The youth started coughing and he jerked uncomfortably. It was straightforward really. but had forgotten to do his nightly exercises. patting his sweaty head. “Hey Siri. considering Dumbledore didn’t think for a minute that Harry would lie to him.” he admitted softly. however the itching of his scar started to rise and soon the tingling started to break through the Occlumency to an all out burn.Remus. He soon found himself in the Entrance Hall with an overly happy Padfoot at his heels and he pushed the main door open enough for them both to slip outside. they were both soak and wet. Winky came over and bent down. “What is wrong Harry Potter? Dobby is worried. and lately that didn’t even matter. stand up.Severus.” Harry frowned. And he was right to think that. considering they were empty. “Harry. Several of the nightshift elves came running over with a bucket of cold water. per se.its hurting hasn’t hurt in a long time and it seems to be breaking through my Occl-” Harry suddenly jerked. His face grew paler by the moment and soon he gave up and put the fork down and leaned uncomfortably to the side. Dobby soon disappeared. he had lifted him over his head and thrown him straight into the freezing cold water. Harry and Sirius retreated back into the castle later that night. “I don’t know. He looked over to see Dobby. and when he appeared again McGonagall and Dumbledore were there. Sirius changed back as soon as they were away from the castle lights and they walked silently to the edge of the lake. The Transfiguration Professor was frantic and asking what was wrong. exhausted. Severus was really the only person who he had ever had to worry about catching him. Then. and fell straight back onto the stone kitchen floor and winced in utter pain.” she squeaked. . but Harry’s face was sullen. He thanked the eccentric elf before taking small bites. It wasn’t hard to navigate his way through the corridors without getting caught. I’m going to the kitchens. “Harry Potter be all right. “Devon. All he needed to do was claim that he had collapsed into bed. There were six Death Eaters surrounding their master – Lucius Malfoy was one of them. I think it’s just-” “YOU don’t understand!” Harry shouted. his attention still scanning his surroundings. It was almost amusing to watch those eyes do a double take and then fix on him intently. leaving Dumbledore bowing his head. I was half expecting some crazed black creature that hides behind a mask … but you’re nothing but a man. perhaps to get him to shut up. “I’m afraid Harry is right. Remus. An ugly man … but a man all the same.” Voldemort hissed coldly. Remus nudged him. her lips thinning in anger at his blatant disrespect.” He squealed squeezing his bat like ears. “Only a Potter would dare. Voldemort himself looked quite calm and was even wearing a smirk. but Devon could see the pure rage in those red eyes. then he’s there. pulling away from the Headmaster. turning his full attention to the dark lord now.” Voldemort sneered. That was good to know. though he looked more intrigued than pissed off.” --------“Well shit. but Devon ignored him easily and lifted an eyebrow. “Mr. He hadn’t set them up. his eyes narrowing. There were another three Death Eaters creeping up behind them. Pot-” “Would you bloody take off them rose coloured glasses please? I don’t care WHAT your sources say! Voldemort is there and Devon. turning to look Dumbledore straight in the eye and then he stormed past the both of them and out of the kitchen with a very loud slam. “I don’t think so Harry. He didn’t like to find out that his best and only Potions Master was a traitor. “If Harry Potter says You-Know-Who is there. Oh well. The strength of their power was not strong and so as long as they were careful. and my mate are there! Get it? They better come back alive.” . his teeth grinding together. “He’s there!” Professor McGonagall gasped. openly letting his eyes roam over the dark lord’s form. there was little to worry about from that direction. and held her chest.“Voldemort is THERE!” Harry hissed.” Devon replied dryly and absentmindedly. “And who might you be. “Cucumbers and ice water be good for my Harry Potter. Devon pushed into the blonde’s mind just briefly as he glanced around and saw that he was panicking and trying to decide what to do. “Indeed. “Its funny really.” He hissed. to hold such power to your name?” “James Bond. “So you are the mysterious Devon Evander Potter?” “Do you say so?” Devon asked somewhat mockingly. Dobby squealed.” Devon said softly as he looked around and took in the whole situation carefully. dragging his eyes away from Severus to glimpse at him indifferently.” He nodded furiously and popped away. I am Lord Voldemort…” “And I am bored. his eyes hard and cold. Devon bowed his head ever-so-slightly. but didn’t stop the three from behind. after all. Do you really think that Dumbledore would throw his three greatest weapons away so easily? Do you really think that he would allow us here. He also told them not to attack as well. shifting subtly into a duelling stance and watching as the other two did the same. A great leader does not kill and torture his own after all. letting his magic wash over them to show just how much power he had. “Perhaps … or perhaps not. The three behind them were in position and ready to attack and so Devon stopped the taunting and took a single step forward. “You lie. Voldemort stared. of all people. a half-breed.” Devon sneered coldly. He could literally feel Voldemort releasing his awareness. I find it amusing that you. “See old chap? You’re not that great after all. my dear cousin has just as much if not more power than myself – and then there is Albus Dumbledore. “Crucio!” Voldemort hissed immediately. releasing his own power so that it batted Voldemort’s away.” Devon interrupted smoothly. He remained standing. unprotected?” Devon asked smoothly and without battering an eyelid. I am baffled as to why you. managing to distract Devon enough to be hit. darling?” “Lets. and Devon felt a prodding at his walls and then smirked when Voldemort’s eyes widened slightly. and then the bastard smirked. Voldemort did the same. though. with his jaw clenched and his hands curled into fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.” Voldemort sneered and then he waved his hand and gestured for the surrounding Death Eaters to move back out of the way and to give them some space. could call me a mudblood. old boy. What a shame that you are outnumbered …” That seemed to amuse the bastard. just as the three attacked Remus and Severus from behind. wand lifted.” “Maybe. Isn’t that a little hypocritical?” The talking was doing the job. Thomas Riddle. keeping their eyes locked. “I am the greatest wizard of all times. “Perhaps the sex is better. “Shall we tango. And surprised was an understatement – Voldemort and his followers gaped at him. Nobody had withstood his Cruciatus before.“How dare you?” Voldemort sneered. The surrounding Death Eaters were distracted and were pushed into their own minds to think about what was being said.” “Really Severus. . no emotion betraying his expression. “Or perhaps you’re just not as great as you seem to think you are. He had the advantage of surprise. would dare to betray me for a foolish mudblood like Potter.” Voldemort said as he turned to the Potions Master.” Hmm… he did have a point there. Severus merely lifted a shoulder and let it drop effortlessly. “Really? It seems to me that you three are the ones outnumbered. Voldie. They would get out of this. and the life of Harry Potter?” Voldemort asked again and Devon snorted softly. side-stepping Voldemort’s retaliation even as Voldemort himself dodged his curse. you’re just a washed up old man. Devon smirked grimly. “Or perhaps I have just not offered you the right things. pathetic and full of flaws.” He felt a sharp burning pain on his forehead then. “Knowledge? Is that what you crave? Perhaps an invitation to study in my personal library whenever you feel like it would tempt you? Lanious!” Devon didn’t answer. By the time he had been trained to use his raw magic properly. He had seen this many times.” The Dark Lord said almost conversationally. . hitting Voldemort long enough to have the Cruciatus broken while the Dark Lord cancelled the curse. you belong at my side. he just stepped to the side again and chanced a glance over his shoulder to see Remus and Severus fighting with Macnair and Avery. What do you want hmmm? You are a Dark Wizard. the scar. Diffringo!” Devon replied.” “Of course they are. Voldemort’s anger was rising furiously and Devon knew that Harry would have felt that.” Voldemort replied with a shrug. circling like caged animals. “We both know what you’re like for keeping your promises. Now. “It isn’t going to happen. not wanting his younger self to see what was happening and worry more than he probably already was. Voldemort was taking this seriously now. Then he heard a scream wrenched from Severus behind him. I would perhaps have considered it twenty years ago. had you used your influence and your power in the right direction. exceptional even. Name one of your follower’s that has received the full end of the bargain.“Acer!” Devon managed to grind out abruptly. He didn’t allow himself and he kept his eyes firmly on Voldemort. “Quasso!” “No? Then perhaps a guarantee for your life. “It is such a shame that I could not tempt you. old boy. You definitely should have thought of that before the repeated attempts at Harry’s life. rolling his eyes. Now it was a different matter. Voldemort wouldn’t kill him until he knew for certain that there was no way that he could get Devon to join his side. before you lost your mind and your strength – you could have been great. He shut off the connection with him forcefully then. Voldemort despised him too much to care. but it was still there. They eyed each other then. weak. they were both fine for the time being. shortly followed by the incantation to the Cruciatus. He didn’t turn.” “Should have thought of that before you killed my cousin and his wife.” Devon muttered. His Occlumency for the main part kept the pain at bay so that it wasn’t unbearable in the least. It’s not possible is it hmmm? Punctum!” “They haven’t earned it yet. shaking his head. “Though some are close. though admittedly not for himself. Voldemort didn’t see that. While Voldemort was busy deflecting whatever he could. The Dark Lord broke the Cruciatus and then muttered the words to the Dark Fire. Another scream escaped from Severus and then from Remus. He had been hit with another curse from the side. and climbed to his feet.They exchanged blows for the next ten minutes until another scream. at Voldemort. and took the other two with him. While they were freefalling. Thankfully. He fired five curses. holding him down. He used his wandless magic to stun the two attacking his companions and then. and then turned to look at his companions. First degree burns appeared on those three places mentioned as the flames rubbed back and forth like rope. Pain washed through Devon in waves. flames licked at Devon’s body. The final curse was a huge safety and shielding charm. His jaw remained locked. He and Severus were the only ones still conscious and so Devon accepted the silent help that the Potions Master offered him. one after the other. They ended up about a mile from Hogwarts. he wrenched himself to his feet. his eyes fixed on Voldemort and the pain became unbearable as the flames wrapped around his wrists and his neck in particular. the silver-handed little rat. The anti-apparation wards ended just before they hit the floor and Devon managed to grab the rat as well – and then apparated them all away from there. and three quarters of a mile from his intended apparation point. Devon used a little more wandless magic and summoned Peter Pettigrew to him. Both of them would survive. He spun around in time to see a silver hand close around Remus’ throat before he was hit by the Cruciatus and forced to his knees in surprise. they dragged the other two and started on back to the castle. ignoring as the flames tugged at him. He could just about make out a subtle shift in the magic before a curse came from in Lucius’ direction and hit Peter Pettigrew from behind. and Remus would be fine after a few days in the hospital wing – albeit sore and a little weaker than normal. He cursed and staggered. clawing at him from absolutely every single muscle. more importantly. Not even a whimper escaped the former Gryffindors throat. seemingly reaching into his very soul. Together. falling to his knees silently. pushing the pain to the back of his mind as much as was humanly possible. Pettigrew was out cold. Devon backed away until he came to Severus and Remus and he stunned the two Death Eaters easily. Then. this time from Remus. nearly black. like ropes. watching as blue. Then he jumped. dragged at his attention. even ones he didn’t even know he had. Severus had been hit with a few Cruciatus curses but nothing more. knocking him away. He refused to let a single sound escape him even as the Dark Lord pushed more of his power behind the illegal curse. Devon cursed inwardly and closed his eyes. Voldemort snarled when even that didn’t work and watched as lacerations appeared all over Devon as his clothes teared in parts and blood trickled slowly from small and shallow wounds that covered him from head to toe. . Voldemort was already coming for him now and so Devon had enough time to grab Remus and Severus’ wrists and then he tugged them sharply over to the edge of the hill. but she's lazy. However Harry couldn’t even ‘think’ of sleeping at the moment. Devon was right behind but Remus took the brunt end getting swiped by the silver hand that Harry remembered Wormtail having. Harry had lain beside Devon until the restless man accidentally rolled on top of him. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. Severus was hurt least. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. from what he heard.Fallen from a time where all was lost. It was all ready stretched to its limit. but none more so than Devon. Devon and his love up and take them away not allowing them to be anywhere near the goingons and let everyone else do what they wished. Notes: Thanks to Tinkering for editing. that Harry wouldn’t wish upon anyone. He becomes Devon Evander Potter. and then the site wouldnt let me upload it to the document manager thingy for another three days.. he was a bit worse off than Severus and Devon. A deep whimper escaped his lips as he laid his head down on Severus’ bed next to the man’s hand. He knew this was a war. he didn’t fancy those he loved hurt. I'll have chapters for my other stories as soon as I can. The only reason Madam Pomfrey even considered it was because Devon’s magic was going haywire and it took a mate to settle it down. But. Remus was in the same bed as Devon. Being hit with a Dark Fire curse can burn your soul if kept on long enough and make you a vegetable. He had mixed feelings at the moment. That was the Slytherin inside of him. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. a twenty-eight year old wizard. First of all he wanted to wrap all his friends. . Madam Pomfrey had to use her wand against both Devon and Severus.. The bed just wasn’t big enough for another person in it. Devon took a lot of shit. Meh. that stubborn Gryffindor was pounding it into him that he must stay and be brave and fight and rid the world once and for all. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. they were both equally as defiant to be taken care of.Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason Summary: AU:Slash. I've been trying to get Tinks to edit it for days. Sirius was on the end of Devon and Remus’ bed curled up and fast asleep. His face was ghostly white and his left leg was shaking anxiously. The only reason Devon hadn’t broke the resistant was because he was very weak. He could only stare straight ahead with a deep scowl on his face. Thanks for your patience:) hands out cookies Chapter Twenty Four Harry sat between two occupied twin beds. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. of course he did. sorry this took so long. In doing so. Severus had been hit by many Cruciatus not to mention Devon along with a dark fire hex. it had been extended for that purpose. He stared at it a moment it was still. but here it is. but the other part of him. that was why she let him stay.Madam Pomfrey had stared oddly at Harry. As bad for the war as it was.” said Harry wincing as he remembered. “I didn’t help much. But he didn’t want to leave Severus. How you feeling?” asked Harry. non-stop. “Not to mention the nurse kept shoving chocolate down my throat. He was supposed to go call Madam Pomfrey as soon as one of them woke. it was hard to think about the previous years and how big of an arsehole he was to Harry when all this time the green-eyed wizard just wanted affection. They were both out like lights. Harry also was told by Madam Pomfrey that touching Devon in certain places may hurt him more. when he reacted to Severus being in the hospital wing and was equally shocked when she caught him playing with his fingers as well as Devon’s. But Harry wanted to see him first. What if they woke? Harry turned and stared at Devon who was laying there with pain written on his face. It must have been an hour or two later because Harry awoke to a sudden touch on top of his head. and frowned. .” He grunted remember the Dementors in his third year. But its late. The only good thing that came out of this was Peter Pettigrew had been caught.” said Severus. The dark fire curse had done some damage to his wrists and neck but was healing over now and getting kind of chappy due to Pomfrey’s medication. Laying his head back down. Another good and extremely secret thing that came out of this. Approximately fourteen hours. He laid there his head next to Severus’ hand once again and he stared at it.and just about sliced my throat. and handed the water to the now ex-spy. He’d keep the selfish thought to himself. Harry himself was thrilled that he had been caught as a spy. She said since neck skin was so much more sensitive as well as the muscles that it may leave a scar. It was just two days before Christmas and all Harry wanted was for them to wake up. The teen was tempted to go find where his cell was and take out his frustrations. and he felt a hand running through his hair very softly. and Remus. before going off into a soft doze. “Let’s not worry about that. was that Severus had been found out. as his lover’s hand curved around and touched his cheek. The batty ol’ nurse was wary about the mark around Devon’s neck. I did that once . “I expected you to be here. His dark eyes had a soft light in them. He had lacerations on his body that would take a while to heal. his thoughts carrying with him. He wouldn’t tell anyone this however. The teen didn’t respond to the mention of time and stood abruptly and retrieved some ice cold water. “You might want to drink before you talk. straightening slightly. Devon. instinctively running his hand over Severus’ forehead. The teen gulped and then slowly raised his head to see Severus laying there and staring at him. otherwise they would have responded to his touch. That meant that Severus would not be putting his life on the line anymore by answering Dark Mark calls.” He grunted. He walked back over and sat down at the edge of the bed. “Sev-” Harry breathed. he thought about how long they all had been out for. in a hoarse strangled voice. His eyes snapped open upon instinct. ” “With Death Eaters it never is. “I’m glad you’re back. he really really wanted to know. and then he asked. and you’re above one hundred. It’s not a far cry from yours. I was intrigued and thought about the honour. but. and now that the two were lovers. and it made Harry bit his lower lip. The kiss felt as if he were getting a drink of water for the first time in a week. It’s an over-due conversation. “Sorry. his hand weaving into Severus’. At first. Lucius actually recommended me.” “No. Muggle father. “Why did you become one? You’re so much smarter than everyone else. This however was a really good shiver. “Then.” He said softly. “I just made a supply three weeks ago. Sure. “As many times as I’ve been in here.The older man smirked weakly. “I. He had so missed the taste of Severus’ soft delicious lips.” . but a frown on Harry’s face told Severus that he indeed had a fever that was quite high. as Severus’ arm weakly curled around him. Harry then used his wand and performed the charm to check the temperature. They always had a low dangerous edge that sent a shiver up Harry’s spine.” Arching an eyebrow Harry sighed. witch mother. But Harry had wanted to know for so long.when I was being asked to uphold the so-called ‘honour’ by murdering people. I know the incantation by heart.but then…” Severus’ face grew even more sullen and Harry wished he hadn’t asked when he was so sick. I asked when you weren’t feeling good. Harry back down on the edge of the bed. and pulled him down. one that made him react. “You’re not Harry-” said Severus his hand running across Harry’s face.you had to know sometime.” Harry looked up and felt Severus tense. “You have to understand what it was like in my family Harry. “It wasn’t what we expected. I wanted to learn as much as I could. His mother and my mother had been friends.” Harry said. Cabinet bottom left. The man then sighed deeply and tilted his head pressing it against Harry’s. as Harry sunk into the ex-Death Eater. muggle father hated us. “I’m fine!” He insisted. and did it himself. I hated muggles because of the way my father was.” He breathed making sure not to press in on his chest. Placing it on the table.” Severus’ voice was weak.I didn’t want to murder the bastards.I thought it was going much to far. He bent down and found the potion and walked over with it.I don’t want to hurt you. He liked it when his Severus was strong and had a bite to his words even if he wasn’t angry.” Harry replied. he leaned in and pressed is lips softly against his loves. I wanted power but not that kind of power. Severus looked at him questionably. he got lost in the kiss and was soon lying down beside him.” Harry was up and he went through Pomfrey’s potion cabinet. “I was offered a chance. Severus took it. The Hospital Wing was as silent as ever except the rustling of Severus’ sheets.” He glowered. before it closed again.Harry sat up and glanced over.” he told Harry noticing himself in white pyjamas.” he said simply. Severus’ room being as dark as night had to be lit up momentarily. Retrieving the new set of pyjamas his eyes flashed over to a pensieve inside of the man’s drawer. I’m getting one. I can cast a cleansing charm on you and that’ll work till tomorrow. For added measure he grabbed the contents out of the bathroom and placed it in a night bag before slinging it over his shoulder and grabbing his planner. not having his wand on him to do it magically Harry chuckled. ink. Harry snorted. He patted a sleeping Sirius on the back of the leg as he twitched and whimpered. The man was standing up and adjusting them. I need a shower and whether Poppy likes it or not. Not even my socks. Green-eyes stared curiously at the substance. The room was lowly lit the fire was going in hearth and everything was as it had been the last time he was there. “Smart arse. “Go get me a pair of clothes. “Why do you have to be right?” “Cause. and winced as he shifted in the bed. “Go to sleep Sev.” He insisted. cracking an eye open. and waved his hand a moment later the covers and pillows were in place perfectly leaving Severus to glance over and roll his eyes. parchment. as he gently helped Severus back to back who grunted. at the visible surprise on the Potion’s Master’s face. . He nodded visibly and grabbed a pair of emerald green and black boxer shorts along with a robe.” He then scowled. and the large ancient tome he had been reading for the past week. He passed the dungeon rooms unaware of a pair of grey eyes watching from afar. and bowed his head. you need your strength.” “I try. and chewed his bottom lip. The halls were extremely dark and Harry walked through swiftly and down toward the dungeons. “What kind?” “ANYTHING! I assure you that nothing but t-shirts in my drawer are white. Severus leaned against the bed and flinched as a surge of pain shot through him. “Everything you need is in there-” “I forgot to tell you about the b-” “It’s in there-” He smirked. “Coming right up. Harry smiled genially at his mate before nodding and crossing the room. The goblin and snake moved apart and Harry opened the door by voice activation charm. as he remembered Devon’s warning. quill.” Harry snickered and nodded as he scrambled off the bed.” Said Harry walking over and handing him a bag. “Why don’t you save the shower for tomorrow? You probably can’t even stand that long. Anything else?” “My lesson planner and new shorts. ” He said. “Smell your wand.” Harry insisted.” He shook his head quickly. as Severus blinked feeling a surge of cold shoot through him and up his spine and then the fresh cleansing feeling. and waved his hand and concentrated. “How did you do that so gently?” asked Severus. as he took the bag and went through it arching and eyebrow.Severus snorted. “Oh. “Anyone else’s though. walking over and gently taking the shirt and guided Severus’ elbow very delicately out of the arm hole before doing the next. and nodded. “Where was this? In a candy bowl?” he asked. “Everything I need. rubbing it clean against his pyjamas. Harry caught it and handed it to Severus who just sighed. “Hmm. pulled it up over Severus’ head. “Before Dumbledore gets in here and tries to take a picture. “C’mon you’ve got to change unless you want to wear white.” The man moved and tried to slide the pyjama top off but he nearly yelped and grimaced when the pain surged through his shoulder blades.” he said grabbing the curtain. “Just learnt this.” “Not if they were yours. “How do you know?” He smirked. “Here let me help Sev. Harry gulped and tensed as he heard it.” “Perhaps.” Laughing lowly he did as he was told and recognized the vague scent of candy.well just passing.” Severus insisted.” “I know how picky you are about touching other people’s products.that. “How intelligent. I believe I’m allowed to be unintelligent at this time of the night. it was ten minutes later when the wand came zooming through the room.” he retorted softly. Severus didn’t so much as feel a thing. Harry smirked.” Severus’ head shot up. “Yeah. . Harry snorted. The sparks flew out causing Harry to snicker. quickly brushing it off as he. with a firm nod.where ‘is’ my wand?” “Hmm Accio Severus‘ Wand!” Harry waved his hand and waited. “Think I alerted Dumbledore.” He said. “It’s four in the morning.” agreed Severus.” Severus responded without hesitation. Harry smiled. anyone else is likely to get-” “Hexed into oblivion?” asked Harry cheekily. “Sit up very slowly. “I like you in royal blue. and nearly jumped when he saw Dumbledore standing there his bright blue eyes twinkling.” he said offhandedly as he gently took Severus’ arm. “Hmph. “C’mon! Out of the pants you get. you know.” Harry teased taking off the man’s shorts.” “Good evening you two. How are you feeling Severus?” asked Dumbledore smiling endearingly at Harry before gliding over and touching the man on the shoulder. Severus arched an eyebrow at Harry who grinned cheekily. but the teen averted his gaze and cleared his throat.” said Harry. “I feel exposed. Severus groaned inwardly. “ONLY you can tell me that. Harry walked over and moved the curtain. using his nimble fingers to undo the black buttons.” “Sure. “I kept you up too late.” “No one but me is around.” Harry instructed.” “No. and snagging the man’s trousers and pulling both them and his boxers down at the same time. and helped the man into a sitting position. “Trousers.Professor.” said Harry leaning over and placing a kiss upon his lips. Severus sighed with apparent exhaustion. as he got a glimpse inside. as Harry grimaced. “I know but we’re in the middle of the Hospital Wing. “Uh. Severus glared at him. I had to get things situated. He gently pulled them down to Severus’ ankles and slipped them off. . Once he finally had the boxers and pants on.” He insisted.” He said.” He firmly pushed Severus’s shoulders down onto the bed.” He plucked the man’s waist band and smirked.Severus eyed him suspiciously. “I would wear it more often if.” “Lay down. and leant over and pressed another kiss.lay down. putting the clothes on a chair and taking out a wrinkle free black and regal blue silk pyjamas.” “I can put them on you. I wasn’t known for black. “You look good in it too.” “I can hardly sit up. and gently pressed against the Potion Master’s shoulders and eased him back before yanking the covers away. “I think it’s time for you to get some sleep.” Snickering.” “Sure-” smirked Harry. I wanted to be up. Harry knew better than that.” Once the Headmaster had walked out humming a muggle nursery rhyme.” Harry smirked. softly. the teen knew he was worried about what Dumbledore would say to him seeing a student.” He said. pulling Harry to him. in a weird position.“Pain but I’ll get over it. Severus caught this. with an impassive look on his face. “Thanks Headmaster. --------Remus Lupin sat up in the hospital wing bed with Devon pulled up until he was nearly on his lap.” he said clapping his hands together.” he said. “I need my privacy. so that the slightly-younger wizards head was cradled in Remus’ arms. “Want me to leave?” He asked.” Severus insisted. What can I do for you Headmaster?” asked Severus. Harry snickered. “I am absolutely thrilled about you two. “No. “Nothing surprises you does it Headmaster?” “Sorry my dear boy. and when I say I want privacy I don’t mean for you to leave. You have a good night. As if Dumbledore understood the silence he chuckled. and looked at the Headmaster before back to Harry who had turned around to adjust the curtains… Dumbledore asked him a few simple questions. “Go to sleep Sev. “You better sleep Severus. and had to bit his lip. Poppy had had the oldest Potter under a strong sleeping charm for just over twenty three hours now and still he . causing the boy to nod and smile. “You enjoy doing that eh?” “Yes. “Pull it back Harry.” He waved his wand and a bed appeared next to Severus. “I won’t ask you to recall the events until Devon and Remus wake up. Harry’s hand tensed against the curtain.” It wasn’t even a five minutes later when Harry heard the soft even breaths and the low snoring. you’ll get weaker. I believe you need some sleep or Devon will have my candy bowl.” “I will. Severus shook his head. holding him as tight as he could but Harry could feel the lax in the man’s grip and knew he was weakening. “G’night Harry. once more. Oh Harry. “I was hoping you two would get along and I got more than I hoped for!” Harry’s eyes widen as Severus smirked. Harry walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. resting his head against him while his feet propped up on his own bed. and then about what happened and Pettigrew. He had got used to it over the past few months and found it didn’t bother him as it once had.” He said simply.” Harry said.” Harry nodded. no one has ever surprised me before. The teenager chuckled. He’s too stubborn to be anything else. “You’re not doing anything like that again. somewhat sulkily. Remus sighed softly and glanced up as the door opened silently once more. He knew that Sirius hadn’t given himself a chance to think about it and get his hopes up. “I hate this. He sighed softly and ran his hand through the long hair. before sighing again. wont he?” Harry asked again and Remus nodded softly. Still. Sirius would be declared a free man.” Remus smirked. in just a few days time. with all scars. from what Remus had been able to see when Poppy changed the bandages. He looked drained – he looked hurt – and he seemed to be having some sort of nightmare. . considering she was expecting a lot of grief from Devon when he woke up so she didn’t want to have to put up with two. I don’t care. The wound around Devon’s neck still looked all scabby and messy. “He’ll be fine. Remus and Sirius would just have to get him to see how truly beautiful he was. He wasn’t really surprised to see Harry padding his way back into the room.was not waking. Remus himself rather suspected that his body was using this time to recover from lost sleep of the previous weeks as well. Poppy had allowed it.” He replied gently and Harry nodded with a weak smile. None of you. considering what happened at the end of Harry’s third year. Harry had gone to help his lover get settled in. but didn’t say anything. Dumbledore was at the ministry now so perhaps. now that they had Pettigrew. He himself would take days to recover. reaching up to take Harry’s other hand with his free one. He glanced down at the end of the bed where Padfoot was curled up and snoring softly. and even then he wouldn’t be back to full strength.” Remus chuckled silently and then motioned for the Gryffindor to come closer. said that he wasn’t going to be able to get any more rest with me pacing up and down. Severus had woken up just under an hour ago now and had then insisted that he go back to his own rooms considering he had been feeling much stronger. It wouldn’t be surprising. soon. It was definitely going to scar – yet another scar that Devon would despise.” He muttered. Devon didn’t look restful. gorgeous. He smiled when Harry took the seat next to the bed and then automatically picked up Devon’s hand and clasped their fingers together. “He’ll be okay. He glanced back down into Devon’s face when the other wizard shifted slightly in his sleep but still didn’t wake up. somewhat sheepishly. and had been doing frequently since they returned. Remus’ orders this time as the boy had been stuck between helping Severus and staying at Devon’s side. “Sev sent me back. Even in his sleep. Remus could have cursed their luck. he couldn’t help but think that it was worth it. He didn’t want to be let down again. Three hours later. . “Harry? You okay kid?” “You’re the one in the hospital bed. pulling him back into his arms carefully so as to not agitate his injuries anymore. crossing his arms over his chest.” Harry replied irritably. or movement?” Devon corrected with a snort.” Devon muttered. it’s amusing. but as soon as Devon felt the touch. smirking at the glare that was sent his way. “You’re the one wrapped in bandages. but only a little. Only then did he realise that Remus and Harry were there. cutting him off with a frown. sniffing indignantly. “I could kill that old bastard. all three of them knew that Dumbledore couldn’t be blamed for this one. but when he did he scowled fiercely and glared over at Poppy’s office. but when he saw that they were both well. albeit tired and in Remus’ case sick. “You and Sev are so alike. It took him a minute to remember where he was and how he had gotten there. The movements seemed to have attracted Madame Pomfrey’s attention considering the lights flickered on in her office and then she came out in her dressing gown. his eyes snapped open and he sat up in bed. “Time is it?” “Just gone midnight – the day after we returned. His hand immediately went to his neck as he tenderly felt along the bandages and then stared down at the nearly healed wounds on his wrists. waiting to catch him if he fell. settling back against Remus’ chest with a sigh. You’re the one-” “Okay I get the picture. pushing the covers back. it’s not time for that yet. closing his eyes briefly.” Remus assured him gently. and this little pup still hasn’t been to sleep. Neither Remus nor Harry bothered to try and stop him and simply watched. Harry smirked smugly even as a worried frown creased his brow when Devon grimaced. he relaxed a little bit. this time waking up.” Remus pointed out and Harry pouted this time. He turned to look at them both. Devon relaxed.” He muttered. “He’s been here since Poppy forced both you and Severus under a sleeping spell. quickly giving them the once over.” Harry commented idly. They watched in amusement as he glared in disgust at the Hospital wing robes and then pulled on a pair of boxers before tearing the gown clean off.” “Date?” “Just turned the twenty second – don’t worry Devon. the two of them were still talking softly when Devon began to stir once more. His words lacked the anger though. Twenty three hours straight. “I slept while waiting for you all to wake up!” “You mean you shut your eyes and then jumped up at every sound. She had enough time to glance around the room and see who was there before Devon flicked his wrist and muttered under his breath. trying to smooth the frown away. We wouldn’t have forgotten. Remus stroked along his forehead gently. He sighed and grimaced as he thought about lying to Severus. He shifted slightly. He himself had ‘gone to bed’ before any of them. which had been quite amusing really. but Severus would know. That day he had specifically tired Severus out as much as he could. Severus himself would be too tired to even think about it – but Harry knew that that wasn’t likely. Hopefully. not bothering to shut the door behind him or say anything to the portrait. He ran out of the prefect’s common room. Draco had actually joined them all to have a go at Luna’s game an hour ago. resisting the urge to keep his eyes on it completely.”See how she likes it. he knocked his pyjamas askew. which wasn’t exactly hard. He knew that it was going to be extremely hard to pull one over the Head of Slytherin. He took a deep breath – and then started. causing it to crash to the floor along with himself. It felt like time wasn’t moving anymore and he was sure that second hand had been in exactly the same spot the last three times he allowed himself to look. It was a quarter to one and everyone had settled down about an hour ago. he had come back out of his room when he was sure everyone else was in bed. Dumbledore and them would have no problem believing him. his eyes impossibly wide and even unshed tears in there if he did it right. She saw Harry running towards her and then blinked. It worked as planned. When he saw that there was only a minute or two before he needed to start. undoing the top few buttons of his pyjama shirt as he ticked half of it in and left the other half out. . When that was done. Carefully. of course. He crashed straight into a suit of armour. “I sooo have to be here when she wakes up. The noise echoed throughout the halls loudly even as Harry scrambled to his feet and started to run again without pause. He hated this. Then. the eldest Potter slipped into the bathroom without another word. that way he would think Harry was exhausted and perhaps forgot.” Both Remus and Harry blinked as Poppy fell into a deep sleep and then Devon lifted her before she could hit the ground and placed her on the hospital wing bed. he climbed to his feet. He would need to lower his walls ever so slightly so that Dumbledore would only have to take a quick glimpse to see that it was possible that the vision had been sent through. He glanced at the watch every few seconds. wearing his pyjamas. looking extremely tired and drained both physically and magically. A door down the hall was wrenched open and Professor McGonagall hurried out with her wand out.” --------Harry sat by the fire in his rooms tapping his fingers. He knew that he was already pale and trembling. He took his hands to his hair and ruffled it as much as possible. but that would work to his advantage. He was waiting. He set his expression into one of panic. He just hoped that he was a good enough actor to pass it off as being emotionally drained and forgotten exercises. Remus and Harry exchanged looks. wondering what the noise was. “Vision. “Vision – Mr. Professor I’m not lying! I swear – I need to see the Headmaster…” he gasped. St. It was going to be an extremely long night. Mr. Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason Summary: AU: Slash. something stupid … and then this interrupted it. He becomes Devon Evander Potter. his eyes still wide and panicked.” Harry breathed a small sigh of relief even as he hurried after his Head of House. making him wince . Notes: Thanks to Terri for editing. Professor-” “What?” McGonagall blinked irritably and Harry panted. Harry knew that whatever he said or did. a twenty-eight year old wizard. stiffly and still. his hands clamping down lightly onto her arm so that he could look into her eyes. holding onto her tightly now. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. Severus was on the other side of him. Chapter Twenty-Five Harry sat straight. Devon was on one side whispering in low tones to Remus. The man’s onyx eyes were penetrating his very skull at the moment. McGonagall studied him for a minute and then nodded. Potter – Harry-” “No! I was having a dream at first about something completely different. Weasley – he’s been attacked by a snake – I – I need to get to the Headmaster. Mungo’s wouldn’t allow pets even if it was under a special circumstance. trying to get his breath.”Potter!” she shouted and Harry’s eyes lit up with relief as he picked up his pace and ran to her. his eyes staring straight ahead. That was the easy part over with.Fallen from a time where all was lost. In doing so. Potter. “Come along then. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. Professor-” “You mean you dreamed…?” “No! Professor I was there! I saw it happen! Ron’s dad has been attacked by a snake and it’s serious! I saw it happen!” “Mr. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. Padfoot had to be left back at Hogwarts. and man hadn’t stopped eyeing him suspiciously since this started. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. Severus would know that it wasn’t the truth. and make it quick. “I can tell you that when people found out about us. He stood up and wrapped his arm around Harry’s shoulders. wearing all black as usual. “I don’t know. I hate this!” he said again. “I mean. Devon watched as he started pacing backwards and forwards. after they got used to the idea and had cooled down. “I hate lying to him. Severus nodded curtly. “But. he’ll undoubtedly want to talk to me after that and I can fill in the tough parts.” His whispered.” .” Devon told him. The teen nodded before wrapping his arms around Devon.” he said quietly. his eyes flickered over to Devon who nodded imperceptibly as he passed him. meaning both the chat with Severus and the part where all of his friends found out. “All right. He’s your love. as soon as they were out of earshot. Harry turned to stare at him. it went okay.” Harry whispered frantically. Devon shrugged. “He knows I was lying. “Gods. “I hate lying to him like that.” Harry whispered. “I think so too. resting his head on the older wizard’s chest.” “I’m giving you permission to tell him. It didn’t go this fast. and stood in front of Severus.” He shook his head. “This is all happening differently. Good luck.” Devon murmured softly and neutrally. He had known that Severus would not have been fooled. Then he pulled up a brief silencing charm so that nobody could overhear. Had known and had been waiting for it. “Remember Harry. “We knew that this would be difficult. I will make sure that he cannot tell anyone else and that’s all that matters. It’s not right. it’s your life no one else’s.I. leading him well away from everyone else.” he said and then smirked slightly.” The emerald-eyed young man headed back down the wing and turned to see Severus sitting there with his arms crossed over his chest.” “I know. worrying his bottom lip between his teeth.” “Yes. I won’t begrudge his knowing. When should I do it? I mean. Better now than never. “Will it go well?” he asked hesitantly. turning around. walking over to play his hand on Harry’s shoulders. Devon for his part glanced almost indifferently at Severus and wasn’t really surprised to see that the man was looking at Harry thoughtfully. “I think you and I need to talk Severus.inwardly.” Devon replied firmly. Harry walked over.” Devon said with a shrug.” Harry said again and then his smile faltered slightly as he thought about the reactions. as a matter of fact Severus Snape hated my guts in MY fifth year. Everyone’s going to shit. Harry. A sigh of obvious relief escaped Harry’s lips as he smiled softly. He turned away from Severus and glanced over at Devon.” “Oh… well… I guess I ought to get on with it. no one but Dumbledore knows that we’re together.” “Then don’t.I love him and lying to him is just-” “Then tell him. his brown eyes blazing into Harry’s. chewing his lower lip once more.it’s not my place. Weasley was going to be attacked before it happened. “You didn’t forget your exercises. He has done everything I’ve done.” Severus said simply. I’ll explain as much as I can. Severus conjured two armchairs. Harry plopped down in one and stared at his hands a moment. “They stopped him from growing. “Let’s go back to Hogwarts or Grimmuald. Severus for his part merely sat back in his chair and stared at Harry quietly. The teen sat on the edge of the Queen sized bed. He watched everyone Severus. including his husband and two twin daughters. “All right. “Devon is a twenty-eight-year-old from the future. You see Devon is… not Devon at all. He was the one who kept the basilisk from killing Ginny Weasley.” He stared down at his feet before looking back. and opened it. “Yeah-.” Severus sat up straighter and narrowed his eyes. you were supposed to hate me so badly because I got ‘curious’ and poked through your pensieve when you were trying to teach me Occlumency. “This year.Remus sent him a sympathetic look as Harry walked away first and allowed Severus to follow him. “Sit down. This is going to take awhile. He couldn’t stop Voldemort the first time around and now Devon’s back to stop everything else from happening. softly. knowing that he would be followed. I knew it… Devon told me. “Watch as Ginny and Hermione were tortured and murdered…” . Harry shook his head. In Devon’s future he was the boy-wholived. When they appeared they were standing in the deserted damp house of Grimmuald. waiting. Harry didn’t look at Severus he walked passed the man and out the door. Once the two wizards were outside of St. I knew that Mr. he watched them all die. so that he couldn’t be interrupted. In his time everyone hid things from him. Harry sighed and waited until Severus closed and locked the door. right in the kitchen to be exact. it was bare except for the large Queen size four poster bed. he turned to Severus.” He said. he was the one who kept Quirrell from the philosopher’s stone. He went to Devon’s old room.” Harry said and then placed his hand on top of Severus’ and a moment later they were swirling together in a colourful whirl of wind. Umbridge was supposed to drive Dumbledore out of the school. Mungo’s double doors.” He paused again and then glanced up from under his lashes before looking back down at his hands again. “Grimmuald?” said Severus pulling out a figurine of a snake. learning and allowed everyone he loved around him to die. I was supposed to see a vision of Voldemort torturing Sirius and I was suppose to run off and watch him get killed by Bellatrix Lestrange… then I watch afterwards one by one everyone dies-” He said softly.” He insisted. The dim light coming from the torches made the house look quite… medieval. fine with me. “No I did not.” He said quickly. Severus waltzed over and stood in front of him. ” murmured Severus.” he said. “Don’t do that. a habit he developed by watching Sirius over the week they had been spending together. his thumb going over the torn finger nail. contemplating what he was told. Remus and Sirius just found out. then took a long awaited drink from the cherry red liquid. Severus. Even the Marauder Map shows him up as Devon Evander Potter. You see why Devon is so cold? After the way he was treated! Did you know if it wasn’t for Devon you would despise my very being? You and everyone else in that school would be against me just like my second year. He’s the boy-who-lived’s guide and guardian. Even Hermione would be bad mouthing my godfather! I don’t want that … the only person that would have cared about me. but he’s really not Harry Potter anymore. and soon he turned his eyes frighteningly toward Severus whose face was impassive. I’m sorry.that Devon Potter is. “None. as much as I respect him. if it wasn’t for him do you know how miserable I would be? I’ve already had it pretty damn pitiful considering I had the Dursleys for relatives. and a moment later a bottle of Firewhisky flew into the room. It was an awful lot for the man to take in. I was supposed to endure that just because I didn’t get any training now and I had no one to help me. saying nothing for a minute as he listened to the breaths of Severus. “You and Devon Potter… are the same. and raised his hand and nibbled at his fingernails.” He was grumbling and rubbing his hand over his mouth. shifting in his seat. “I can’t believe this. I am sorry Devon and I kept it from you for so long but no one knew. Voldemort would be ruling and it all started with Sirius’ death. “Are you telling me. Dumbledore. The light would not have won this war.” he scowled and stood up and paced. “This world would have gone to hell had Devon not showed up.” A wave of surprise crossed Severus’ face as his eyebrows went upwards into the crease of his forehead. “The headmaster has no idea?” Harry shook his head. He was born here. has no idea what its like to live in an environment where you’re treated worse than a house-elf.He shook his head then gulped. I hated lying to you… Dumbledore doesn‘t even know yet.” he said. It burnt as it swished into his mouth and down his throat into his stomach.” Severus griped grabbing Harry’s hand. Sure he has a scar and he has my eyes.” The tears trailed down his cheeks. “Stop that. The world he came from is no more. He took the bottle and opened the cork.” He was trembling now. “I would have to watch as my future husband and twin daughters were tortured to insanity and then murdered. Harry waved his hand.you?” Harry gulped and his hands shook once again but Severus squeezed the occupied hand firmly to keep it steady. as Devon Evander Potter. He’s not the boy-who-lived. and threw himself down onto the chair again and breathed in sharply. “Well that’s the thing Severus-” he turned and looked at his hopefully-not-ex-lover. “He’s really not anymore. . Harry Potter died when his husband and kids were killed. you would have been killed and everyone else would be gone too. “I mean. Harry snickered. he couldn’t wait to let Severus have him. “You tired?” asked Harry. The former Slytherin lead the kiss but the way Harry fluttered his tongue delicately across the man’s lips told Severus that he wasn’t the only one who knew how to kiss. I don’t want anyone else. somewhat pleadingly.What did you say?” he breathed. he breathed deeply and passed it to Severus. as he felt Severus’ hands and mouth touch him. and unsnapped it with experienced ease. under Severus’ deep kiss. and crushing their tongues together sensually. where the teen straddled him while kissing deeply. I told you I keep good secrets.” He said. there are a lot of differences.” Severus paused there did a double take. The thought sent pleasure up his spine. I listen to the other part of my brain that happens to be the brain Devon uses most of the time. as he clung to Severus and allowed the man to lay him down on the queen size bed. Harry’s body reacted. kissing the boy’s bottom lip.Severus glanced over and arched an eyebrow as he watched the teen swig more than he thought possible of Firewhisky. and stared down at his hands when he felt a finger slide under his chin and pushed it up. Harry’s hands roamed over Severus and down his chest toward the black belt. Sirius and Remus have accepted him and he’s their mate. quietly. “I love you too Harry. When the boy stopped. “Nowhat do you want?” asked Severus. “We’re not the same. “W. take him and make him his. moving from his lips to his neck biting against the collarbone. Severus practically pulled Harry from the armchair.” Severus could hardly argue that as he hardened completely and his eyes flared up with a fiery lust. The youth locked eyes with Severus. and onto his lap. I’m less curious and more cautious. He stared over at Harry. his eyes held honesty and truth. I’m not as cold as that. “I said I love you. pure shock on his usually expressionless face. “Make me all yours. moved quickly on top of Harry. Harry smiled with pleasure. wanting to stop the restriction of flesh. Not anymore. Harry gulped and then blushed.” He spoke so softly. and as he moaned he felt Severus take him over. --------- . and stood with him. The man’s arms wrapped around Harry very tightly and squeezed him against his chest. who took a drink but didn’t swig it like his half did. The former Death Eater. doing a double take as he nearly dropped the bottle of whisky. Severus felt Harry’s fingers unzipping him and he groaned in the back of his throat.” He breathed. as the boy clawed at the top part of his robes wanting them off. A long slow trembling kiss was crushed against his lips. the man drew him in and sunk his mouth into Harry’s soft lips. “Make me yours. he whimpered and sagged forward slightly. listening to Severus. but I don’t like keeping secrets from those I love dearly and you’re one of them! I haven’t even told my friends. as he lifted Harry. causing a whimper and a wince at the same time. I haven’t really done anything except keep it quiet. and I don’t jump at the first sign of danger. “Forgot to tell you. as he lay on his belly. Harry smiled as he felt himself tangled up between a pair of legs.” He grunted. wrapped up tightly in the arms of his love. “Don’t tell me.that good. “Sherlock is a muggle detective.” Answered Harry as he rolled over and then pouted pitifully. The man hated the morning light. who is Sherlock? And who is Bond? I heard Devon say that to the Dark Lord. One that no one else can share with them. He smiled as he thought about this. The whole Arthur thing didn’t bother him because he knew the man would be all right and sneakily enjoyed a break from his family.” Severus muttered irritably and Harry blushed.” Severus grumbled. He had never imagined sex to be. as Harry fell over laughing with obvious amusement. “That is annoying. “My Godfather! Not mutt. Harry was still asleep.” teased Harry. as much as Harry loved her he wouldn’t fancy having to come home to hear her screaming at the top of her lungs at her kids.” “Nope. and Bond is the name of a muggle fictional series called James Bond.When Christmas morning arrived. He’s still a mutt. no shirt on and nothing under the covers. It had to be hard being the husband of Molly Weasley. “And you’re still a bastard. Harry lay there staring straight ahead listening to Severus’ breaths. . or himself for that matter. It had been amazing. He felt a hand come up and snag his. The light shone through and Harry knew that Severus would be waking soon.” “Hmph. He smiled and lay there as he brought one hand up and started nibbling on his fingernails as he thought about last night events. Harry was wrapped like a toga in the sheets and had his leg intertwined with Severus’. He was lying on his side.” Severus said again as he adjusted himself.some sort of special agent or something. who had his head to the side. but Harry felt that he was ready and wanted to be with Severus on an even more intimate level. He hissed out lightly and then fell back down. He had never truly felt so good in his life. glaring as Severus snorted. especially so soon.” He shrugged. He wasn’t sure if he could move at all. don’t know whether he was real or not. “My arse is killing me!” Harry grunted. as the boy sat up and gasped as a sharp pain shot up his spine. “Sorry-” “That’s a new habit. the mutt?” Harry scowled playfully and swatted the man on the chest. His eyes slowly blinked open and he smiled when he felt his cheek on hard flesh.you may be in pain. The two had not planned on having sex. Harry raised his head up and looked at Severus who shook his head. “In other words not wizarding.” “No shit Sherlock-” “For the second time. and thought about last night. “Want me to answer?” he teased.” Harry grinned. moving closer and then he pressed a kiss to Harry’s shoulder and trailed his lips up to his ear. “Still a bit pissed for hiding the truth about Devon but it’s not your fault. “I didn’t expect it either. I’ll portkey to Hogwarts and get our stuff. a loud familiar voice came from outside.” he whispered. It’s really his place. “I do have to say.” stated Harry. and Devon had the final say.” He said.” “Smooth and white. “And I do love you. as his tongue swiped across Harry’s lips. visibly brightening at just the remember.” “You don’t say?” he asked. panting and exhausted. When they were finished. Severus smiled slightly. Not long after. “Soon. as he rolled off and nearly yelped. blushing furiously. you have the finest arse.” “I’ll be speaking to your cousin-” He arched an eyebrow as he said this. I just didn’t know how. “Do you think I’m stupid?” Harry smirked.” The Gryffindor seeker laughed with amusement. “Cleaning charms in order I guess. The room was flooded with the soft whimpers.” Severus said. until you told me . with Harry collapsed on top of Severus’ chest.” Severus commented idly.” Severus rolled over and out of bed. “Don’t even. “Had I known that we were going to have sex. I would have been more prepared.” .” said Severus moving and bending down to kiss it softly. the two found themselves engaging in similar activities to the previous evening. “Trust me when I first found out I passed out. and then made love to him. “Glad you see it that way. I wanted to tell you. It’s his. “We have no clothes. Severus’ hand moving surreptitiously down to Harry’s smooth arse. “HARRY!” it was Ron and then he heard Hermione’s voice calling after him as well.you loved me. Harry gulped and sighed. “Mmm.Severus rolled over and ran a hand down Harry’s back to where his arse and back met and rubbed it slow circles. though this time with more care and caution. as he rested his head on his pillow and felt Severus’ fingers gently rub between his cheeks. cries and pleas of Harry as Severus prepared him. and pushed his head up. “You did add a silencing charm didn’t you?” Severus rolled his eyes. and walked over to Devon and slid next to the man who slid over a coffee. “How’s your dad?” asked Harry squeezing out the door and slamming it shut quickly. The bite was bad. they’re great. “He’ll live.” he hissed in Harry’s ear then and smirked again when Harry blushed. When the two were fully dressed. “How you doing Harry? Thank you so much for the owl. Hard to sleep.” said the voice of Luna and Harry smiled as he heard her. Ron nodded. they make you lucky.” “Leave it to Luna. to reveal a flustered Hermione and Ron. most asking where he was and how he came back last night. Harry was clobbered by people.” she said. as Hermione rolled her eyes and Ron arched an eyebrow. Ginny who still looked pale. Harry had bought it for her this year for her birthday. over Harry’s shoulder as they waltzed down the steps. “I would leave him alone if I were you. “You’re welcome.” He said.” he said softly as he walked between his friends. “HARRY! We were worried about you!” called Hermione. was smiling at Luna and then engulfed Harry in a hug and thanked her for the auburn haired kitty that she named Renna. sliding off the bed. ruffling her head. smirking. he bought him a black rat. Hermione was going on about how she just found out this morning by Luna’s new owl. so glad you caught it in time. He winced harshly as Devon arched an eyebrow and held out a hand.” “I bet it was. Herbert is great. Severus kissed Harry once more before Port-Keying away. “I believe Harry is tired. leaving Harry with a sore bum and a very crooked feeling spine.” he murmured.” Harry chuckled and hugged her tightly. “Would you bloody hold on?” he growled as Severus dropped the silencers. He got Hermione a small orange kitten named Tigger from the Winnie the Pooh series to go with Crookshanks. .” murmured Devon sarcastically.” he said. Remus and Sirius were eyeing him curiously as everyone else but Luna looked worried. a bit subdued. “S’all right … long night. “I had to re-strengthen your silencing charms.Harry nodded.” “It was luck that I forgot to do Occlumency. “Thank you for the hairy gloves. as he sat up and winced as pain vibrating up and down his spine when he heard the banging again.” He shrugged at Hermione who rolled her eyes. and Ron. Harry brushed them off. He glanced around making sure nothing too incriminating had been left behind and then he jerked the door open. “Watch it there Harry. As soon as Harry sat down he fell off his chair in a surge of pain. Luna met him at the top of the stairs and went into a warm hug. which was named Mynx. “Uhm yeah thanks for the pink toad. “Oh. “Thanks. dear.” Luna continued to talk. I heard you.” “Course you do.” He gently pulled himself from her hug and patted her on the shoulder.” Luna whispered. but they should all know better. quietly and Harry snorted. She was nearly in tears. “Ugh it’s okay. He was starved and sex didn’t help much in that sense. . Harry stared up at Severus to see him wearing his usual threads.” He teased. Most people arched eyebrows wondering if something was going on. except for those who knew or were suspicious. Hermione was reading a book while Luna pulled up a chair next to Harry and leaned over. They were about to set off for the hospital two hours later after presents had been passed. Harry rolled his eyes and sat down and then bit back a shriek as he stood back up quickly. Harry was down in the kitchen grunting at a crease in his shirt. Mrs. they always got on his nerves.” “Ginny’ll understand. and rolled his eyes at the man and shook his head once. He usually didn’t wear light clothes but this was one outfit he really liked wearing.” “They’ll understand . glancing over at his little friend. the Order came in and out. he winced as he felt his spine vibrate with pain. Weasley! I’m glad I could help. “I know about you. I do. “You know about us don’t you?” she asked somewhat vaguely and Harry smiled. That was when Dumbledore and Severus arrived. Better you than them.” “She’s with you. of course she would. He was wearing a silky crème coloured button up that was long sleeved and a pair of black khaki pants along with a black belt and black dress shoes. Weasley came over and engulfed him in a back breaking hug.maybe. as Harry went to his fruit eagerly. Dumbledore greeted everyone and gave them a small tin of candy. Fred and George were a bit more subdued than they usually were as Ron and Ginny were talking in quiet tones. his cheeks tingeing again.” Devon snorted and pushed a plate full of fruit his way as Mrs. His hair was down and flowing around his face strangely as he pressed at the crease in the silk shirt. Not many noticed this movement. as he wrapped his arm around Luna. I understand. while Severus stood there glowering at them all. He hated these things. Tonks made an appearance and rubbed Harry’s shoulder asking him how he was doing and how he felt and if he had any sleep while Mad Eye interrogated him for ten minutes and then Kingsley came in offering his sympathy and even brought a tin of peanut brittle from his mother back at home. I told Professor Potter. Not many people were talking. “Yes. Remus and Sirius both offered him reassuring smiles. and forget about what happened last night and it helped a bit. but he couldn’t relax for the life of him. It would be fine. her eyes fixed on her popcorn. He becomes Devon Evander Potter. as Devon waved his wand and a cushion was placed on the boy’s seat. and then forced his attention back onto the popcorn. while Tonks who had stopped in decided to make a pink and white one. a moment later the crease was gone. he immediately joined the popcorn making group. Harry vaguely listened to the going-ons around the table. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise and some things you don’t. Hermione scrunched her nose up and murmured something about OWLs. The boy at the moment was helping Luna string painted popcorn onto a string. trying to decide whether he should go with them.Fallen from a time where all was lost. Chapter Twenty Six . trying ‘not’ to draw attention to himself. He felt a surge of excitement slip through him as he glanced away. Harry nodded halfheartedly and then turned to look at her. knowing that they would call him if they wanted him. Sirius was making a blue and white one. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. or suspect. His hands stilled as he watched them go and then he worried his bottom lip. Notes: Thanks to me for editing so wonderfully :D. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. As Harry sat down. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. Harry knew that Luna was doing this to help the Weasley kids feel better. wondering just what it was that she did know. he glanced at Severus and noticed that the man waswearing the silver and gold watch that he had bought him for Christmas.” Luna whispered lowly.” he said. Ginny giggled and ran over and squeezed next to Luna in the same seat as she too joined in. “Thanks. In doing so. a twenty-eight year old wizard. which he returned somewhat weakly. He decided against it in the end. could you?’ he pointed to the shirt where the crease was. Devon just watched with vague amusement as Remus arched an eyebrow and insisted that he wanted the blue and green one. Devon smirked and pulled out his wand and murmured an incantation. “It’ll be fine. Harry watched as Devon left the room followed by Severus. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. but they ignored her and when she tried to coax Ron into studying with her. Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By RoxieSnape and LadyTreason Summary: AU: Slash.“Hey Devon. he knew if there was something important Devon would tell him without question. ” They both fell silent then and Devon watched neutrally as a multitude of emotions flickered through Severus’ black eyes. valuable time was wasted. turning back to face the Potions Master completely.Devon stalked through the hall of Grimmuald place and then moved into the library. Personality wise.” he lifted his hand and ran his thumb over the lightening bolt scar before emerald locked with onyx once more. but the two of us cannot fail. I am Devon Evander Potter. when you could not before?” “Dumbledore and the order didn’t start my training until I was seventeen.” “You really think you can stop him?” Severus asked. so that Severus would know what he was doing. Harry will be able to stop Voldemort – and yes I will be right at his side. I am no longer Harry Potter. He could see those black eyes picking out the similarities in his appearance and then Devon waved his hand and lowered the glamour charms for the second time since he arrived. We are not the same – Harry will never become like me.” He took a step back then and started pacing. many things have changed already. He held his expression completely blank and his eyes were cold and hard as he studied the man that was studying him.” Severus said. so that he could see. He knew. stepping closer.” “But you can’t stop it all. “I know. and he saw the curt nod of acceptance at that. “The fact is. Only then did he turn to look at the other wizard. He took out his wand and murmured the incantation for a secrecy charm out loud. but he also knew that it was difficult. and Devon nodded. Severus. somewhat indifferently. and then threw up the strongest silencing charm he knew. . I think that Harry could probably do it himself after the right training. I have to choose. that the man would be able to accept that they were different. experience wise … mentally. He locked it so that nobody other than Harry could open it. “Then it’s true. I know that – and I can only concentrate on the ones whose deaths truly will tear Harry to pieces. Severus. and coolly. considering Harry had had the gist of it waiting for him on the forefront of his mind that morning. helping him. He knew what Harry had told him the night before. and we have been thrown into an alternate universe … an alternate universe that Voldemort will not rule. arching an eyebrow. but I can at least attempt to keep everyone from their deaths.” Devon replied firmly. Then those black eyes widened slightly and flickered up to his eyes. that they were not the same. This isn’t the same world. When that was up and he could relax a little now that he knew that nobody else would find out – yet – he looked at Severus properly.” Severus murmured softly. and then up to the famous scar on his forehead. not unlike Harry had the night before. He waited until Severus had moved in past him and then he shut the door behind them. Severus. Yes. “No longer.” Devon paused then and sighed. physically and emotionally. “You are Harry. know what torture and death does to a person. “No. “You of all people. eventually. trust was not so easily coming and I had already lost so many by then. “You really think that you can stop him this time. Severus. Harry is innocent of all that – he is free of that – and I am trying my damned hardest to keep it that way. It was going to be a long week. It had already been said. running his eyes idly over the covers. and sat down in between his cousin and Remus. reaching out to cup the older wizards cheek. His expression closed off completely at that and he could see that Severus was about to try and explain himself. and our beautiful daughters – and I watched-” he paused again then and shook his head. Albus Dumbledore finally left the ministry.” “And that is a definition that you need to keep hold of. We are not the same. and to my heart. I – I do not feel for you. --------It was three days later when what they had all been waiting for. My love was wrenched away from me before my very eyes along with my children – you are not he.” He murmured. Remus turned his head to him and then pressed their lips together firmly. the escaped convict who managed to slip the Azkaban prison just three years ago now. “I loved you so much. He hadn’t wanted Severus to know. It was – difficult. but especially not Severus… “I love Harry. you are not the same. He moved back into the kitchen. I feel for him as though he is my son.” Devon replied firmly. He hadn’t wanted anybody to know at all. “Yes… Yes… you do.” With that said. His expression had been neutral through all of this. considering Devon himself had said the same many times. I loved you so much. knowing that Harry was waiting to see that they were both still standing and unharmed anyway. You are Harry’s. Severus. . he is Harry. To my mind. I have lost – and now all I have left is Harry. staring straight into those eyes. I am Devon. Either way. coldly.Devon turned away from him briefly and walked closer to the bookshelf. speaking mostly to himself now.” The Potions Master murmured firmly and Devon blinked before he turned around to look at him.” Ouch.” Severus said quietly. Then his expression softened somewhat and he stepped closer. as one would expect me to.” “No. “I – I do not want Harry to turn out like you. taking a step back once more. “My Severus is dead. he turned on his heel and slipped out of the room without another word. and his eyes hardened once more. happened. “No. all I have loved. or apologise. satisfied that the new minister would do what was required – and he had. He looked up and stared straight into Severus’ eyes again. tilting his head to the side. It was surprising how much that hurt. After days of questioning. As soon as he was seated. has been declared innocent of all charged. “Then do not die. It came in way of the morning headlines: Sirius Black – INNOCENT! Sirius Black. offering what comfort he could. it mattered little. Black. then cut off his own finger. The truth. Sirius fled the scene and chased after the traitor. A heavy compensation will be handed to Mr. The Minister. after all these years. picking him up. Sirius Black then came out of his hiding when he could not find Peter where he was supposed to be. It would have worked perfectly. the traitor in a moment of ingenious. He probably didn’t think that this moment would ever come. was believed to have been You-Know-Who’s right hand man. It was then said that when Black cornered Pettigrew. in fact. Peter Pettigrew is. for why would You-Know-Who go after a weak pathetic little man when Sirius Black was obviously much more suited for the job? A decoy. “I’m free. the blue-eyed man finally lifted his head and then stared from Remus to Devon and back again. Black is indeed guilty of. if you will. alive and locked in the ministry holding spells at this very moment. The rest of the order was popping in even now to offer their congratulations. when it was believed that he escaped to kill the last of the Potter’s in a twisted sort of revenge for his master. He was sentenced to life imprisonment without the rights of a trial and had been there up until three years ago. The perfect ruse. The Ministry of Magic can only hope that the man they had let down would find it in his heart to forgive them… Devon snorted and shook his head lightly. tears in his eyes. awaiting a ship to Azkaban. Stricken with grief and furious over the betrayal of a friend that had been by their side since the first train ride to Hogwarts. but he also. Black when he lets himself be known. had Pettigrew not rejoiced and hurried back to his master to spill the secret. The Potters were killed not that long after. to be precise. not only was Sirius Black NOT the Secret Keeper to the Potters. and he found the house of Godric’s Hollow in ruins. who had long been thought the secret keeper for the Potters. had not killed a single person. It was said that he turned over the location of the ‘secret’ to his master and then killed Peter Pettigrew along with thirteen muggles in a single curse before he was arrested. Rufus Scrimgeour. He grabbed Remus. After ten minutes of staring. in the form of an illegal animagus. a rat. for this serious miscarriage of justice. Evidence. used the curse that killed thirteen muggles – and then turned into the rat and fled through the sewers.” He whispered hoarsely and then a wide grin broke over his face and he jumped to his feet. laughing. Startling evidence has recently been uncovered proves that. but Sirius didn’t seem to hear a word that was said. has declared that Sirius Black is cleared of all charges and no trial is needed. His lover hadn’t moved since he caught sight of the headline and was still staring down at it now.Mr. is being an illegal animagus and the escape from Azkaban – things that he has more than served his punishment for. Pettigrew tells us of how Sirius Black talked the Potters into using Peter as the Secret Keeper while he himself went in hiding. The only things that Mr. Lily and James. shouted for all to hear how Black had betrayed his friends. even as he turned to look over at Sirius. pulled him out of his chair firmly and then kissed him in front of everyone. finally comes out. During the questioning. Devon merely watched with an idle amusement as people . All of this was wrong. it was exceptionally hard to see his lover without being seen. Sometimes. Harry watched them go with a wide grin. Both of them had the hardened eyes which told that they weren’t going to shift on this. but at the stubbornness the other held. --------“I know you don’t like this. and then his other one around Remus. Here. He exchanged smiles with Luna and then turned back to the last of his homework. knowing that he was fighting a losing battle here. The exasperation and frustration was radiating from the two of them.” Devon continued. The werewolf reached out then and snagged the back of his collar before pulling him from the room with a forceful kiss. It was almost amusing to see them glaring at each other.” Harry opened his mouth to protest again but then closed it with a heavy sigh. through Severus’ was looking more than a little smug. Both swung their glares to Devon when he entered. ignoring his friends surprise and Severus’ snorts of amusement.stared from him to Remus and back again – obviously unable to believe that he was calm about his lover being kissed. not so much pissed off at each other. “I argued black and blue for three weeks before they finally got me to agree – and I have to say Harry. after the public declaration. it didn’t mean he had to like it. wrapping his own arms around Harry as well. Well. at Grimmuald. but the fact is. He wrapped his arm around Devon’s shoulder. looking straight at Harry. “I didn’t like it either. you need it. and Harry couldn’t wait. didn’t even have to ask to know what they were snapping about. I would be dead by now. both were stood with their arms crossed over their chest. He was about to tell Sirius that he could just bloody well wait until that night now. that was until Sirius put Remus down and then dragged him up. he had certainly been told. potions. Harry and Severus had been arguing for the last hour on where next to go in his training. “Feel free to put me down whenever you like. smirking inwardly as Molly Weasley muttered and the rest laughed. Both Devon and Severus were looking at him firmly. … of course. Devon. before he finally let him down completely. unsurprisingly. you have to fight fire with fire.” He said cheerfully. which was. spinning him around once more. Devon allowed it. if I didn’t know the arts. even as he turned to the others in the kitchen. He rolled his eyes and allowed himself to be led away. “Don’t mind us.” He drawled lazily after a minute and Sirius grinned at him.” Devon said coolly as he entered the library and shut the door behind him. It would soon be time to go back to Hogwarts now. pausing long enough to drop a kiss and a hug to Harry. I think a celebratory shag is in order. pulling them both to him. Harry. . but then Remus crossed his arms over his chest and lifted an eyebrow pointedly. who had known that this would be coming soon and could quite easily remember the stubborn argument that he had thrown up when he was seventeen. Devon glared at him and then shook his head. Still. lifting him off his feet slightly as he crushed their lips together too. and so their meetings were much less frequent. ” Murmured Harry. if it wasn’t necessary Harry. only allowing a few people in. gritting his teeth. When they looked at Harry for question he simply responded. then it would be Devon.” He muttered. So for the next few days before the beginning of January. “The greasy git and you on good terms? He hated you!” “Maybe so. cracking the first one open. but upset Ron who started going on about how the Holiday’s were for being lazy not studying. This caused a very loud out and out argument until Severus came up and barked at the two to shut up and leave ‘Harry’ alone. If anybody knew how he felt about the arts. This seemed to appease Hermione. Sometimes Ron and Hermione would make an appearance. “I want those books read by the time we get back to Hogwarts Harry. in fact. and talk to him and even ask his advice. “We’re on decent terms. before we move past the theory and onto the actual curses. She seemed to come down from whatever planet she was on to talk to him. which he had Severus go over with anti-charms ‘just in case’ His two best friends would be nosy and ask what he was doing but he showed them a ‘charmed’ defence book that Devon was making him study.“I don’t want to. Luna would sneak in late at night. Harry got an owl from Neville and a letter. He hated it that his friends still insulted Severus. I don’t want to go … too deeply. watching with a mild amusement as Harry instantly took a few steps back and flushed when he realised that Devon was. you know that I wouldn’t ask you to do this. He relaxed somewhat then and accepted the books that Severus had been trying to give him for the last hour. who had sent him a box of chocolate frog cards. as his mind whirled with thoughts and ideas. so hopefully. But I only want to know what I need to know. “Fine.” He said firmly and honestly. pouting but mostly teasingly now as he looked up at them both and then rolled his eyes. Severus and I will question you on them then. but Harry didn’t even notice. Harry plonked himself down on the settee with the books at his side. He winced. Both Devon and Severus nodded. but he still didn’t like it. Devon slipped back out of the room not long after that. nodding. Harry had been writing the young Gryffindor back and forth and even Draco. “You’re just being mean. Sure. and without a hint of shame. Devon was a dark wizard. smiling brightly when Severus offered him a small smile. Still flushing. Harry studied the books on Dark Magic. still there. He couldn’t enjoy this. I don’t think I could trust myself. Ginny was usually with Luna. He offered his lover an apologetic smile and then pressed a chaste kiss to the older mans lips. This caused Hermione and Ron to blink in surprise as Severus moved on. .” Hermione just gave him a suspicious look as Ron arched an eyebrow.” “No.even if it did intrigue him. Maybe it was because he talked to her like she was a human and not like she was different.” Devon pointed out and Harry sighed heavily once more. they had no idea that the two were seeing each other.” Devon said again lazily. there would be no need for Harry to be one too. He had spent most of his time locked away in his room. The young Gryffindor just melted into the dark ex-death eater’s arms. .no wonder they’re drawing me in. Harry scribbled notes and held a candle over the scrolls of parchment. in the doorway of his bedroom.” he said.” said Severus. “Right here where it talks about Dark Tail Tracers.I see. then you can use them at your will without being addicted.” Severus remarked. Weasley who took to asking him more questions than he had ever been asked by her. As soon as you can do that. Harry glanced up and arched an eyebrow when he seen the man was wearing a dark blue bathrobe. it’s after two o’ clock. when Severus scowled and grabbed him tightly.” “You have to fight the want. murmuring back incantations and nearly jumping when the candle light went out. Just reading the books seemed to draw him in and make him want to read and do more. his hair was pulled back. “C’mon Harry.” He said. You can finish this tomorrow. and was interrogating him about his studies with Severus until Harry feigned exhaustion which sent the two griping Gryffindors out the door. He even found himself raising his own hand a couple times. Harry couldn’t wait till they got back to Hogwarts.” He smirked. “Damn. pointing. “Where are you at?” asked Severus. “What do you see?” “Those are highly addictive. “Ah. “What is this. bending over Harry and placing his hands on the desk. You’re nearly done. knowingly. He knew that Harry would try and take the book back and he watched that as he moved it away Harry reached out for it. and glided smoothly over. flipping the black book closed.” He murmured. and leaned into Severus. was anything but dense.” he murmured eyeing the book with an emerald glint.Hermione however. alcohol?” murmured Harry bitterly as he resisted the dark arts. and stand up. The hold was oh-so-tight.” “I hope you’re right. only to scowl and slap himself on the head.” he said. “Pretty much. who moved an arm and wrapped it around him comfortingly. “I’m always right. its New Years and everyone sleeps in. He closed the door behind. and were able to move around together and actually be comfortable. I was hooked for about a month. This seemed to knock him out of the trance. and crushed his lips against Harry’s pouty ones. He shook his head and forced his mind to stay clear and not get addicted. “Don’t kid yourself.” “Hmm. and very demanding. away from Harry’s sights. waving his wand and banishing the item. Here at Grimmuald it was hard because everyone wanted to know your business especially Mrs. I just have to edit the rest of the thing. “Could… but she doesn’t. but he knew if he hadn’t then Severus would have killed it. and Kreacher didn’t help matters especially when he would trip Harry for no good reason. . even the blank ones. In doing so. Things in the bed were starting to get easier for the youth. The dark man in particular was scowling sleepily. For some reason. Notes: First of all. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. Weasley once again. Harry felt a pair of very strong arms wrap themselves around him tightly. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise. Severus had been staying at Grimmuald for security reasons. and late at night when everyone had disappeared to their homes or beds. though. everyone was awoken by the not-sopleasant screeches of Mrs. Chapter Twenty-Seven When the morning arrived to return to Hogwarts. Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By Mandy and Becca Summary: Fallen from a time where all was lost.So much for privacy around this place. if Devon hadn’t gotten to it first. He becomes Devon Evander Potter. as he turned over and away from the opposite man’s arms.” The Head of Slytherin muttered irritably. Riddick IS coming. why he saved the blasted thing he still didn’t know. and nearly ‘kill’ the poor elf until Harry saved it. and my computer had to be wiped and repaired. I should fall back into my regular updating now. I am soooo sorry about the wait. He smiled sleepily at this and relaxed as a mouth came up to his ear. This caused Severus and Devon to act out. the sleep washing away slowly. she appeared to be screaming at Mundungus Fletcher for bringing in stolen items which included dodgy cauldrons and black listed ingredients that the twins had indeed ordered from the ginger-haired man.” Harry mumbled. “You get used to it. “She could have at least knocked!. My exams are all over for the year now. so I can post it all at once. and even the portraits seem to snicker at them. and some things that you don’t. as his onyx coloured eyes blinked open. There was something about the pain mingling with pleasure that sent a jolt up the young man’s spine. hardly coherent. so don’t worry. Harry would sneak out under his famous invisibility cloak. and thank you all for being so patient. his cousin had an intense dislike towards that house elf. but still hurt and felt good at the same time. a twenty-eight year old wizard. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. His spine tingling from last night.” Harry was lying on his belly with his arms under the pillow and staring at the wall trying to wake up. ” he insisted. Harry smiled serenely. I notice how males ‘and’ females at school look at you! Several of them with undressing eyes. “I know Severus. No one else’s. “You know what I mean.“I believe we need to talk about the future and about letting everyone know where you and I stand. Harry shook his head. the colour getting brighter against his peach skin. He felt a pair of lips pressing against the base of his neck.” Severus murmured again in a low and dangerous tone that sent tingling chills straight up his spine.” “Being famous has nothing to do with the eyes raking over your body. Harry bowed his head slightly.” Severus’ hands moved down and around Harry’s thin waist. the boy-who-lived. and her hat was white. gulping. You’re a pretty boy. just as he finished the last button on his jeans.” Severus muttered darkly. and then to top it all off she had a set of brown cowgirl boots with tassels at the ends. He had always figured the ex-death eater would want to keep it private for a very long time. was just asking to be in the spotlight.” He hissed and then let out a growl of irritation.” said Harry. and tilted his head. Harry glanced over his shoulder.” teased Harry with a smirk as she hugged him tightly. He wasn’t one for having others butt into their business. “What?” “Me!” Luna called dreamily and Harry smiled. “Just the whole fame thing.I don’t think. Luna scrambled into the room looking amused and adorable in a brown suede short skirt with blue buttons along the seems. . brushing against his stomach and delicately. “Are you serious?” “Don’t insult me. Harry felt the blush rise in his cheeks. “Come on in here.” He scowled at the very thought and tightened his grip.” For Severus to bring this up absolutely stunned Harry. Breathing in a very deep breath. “Face it Harry. If it was just fame they wouldn’t wander towards ‘my’ places.its that. A blue tight top and a brown suede vest over it. “Wow! I bet Ginny liked you. I like it that way. “You’re mine Harry. let alone Harry Potter. Snickering. “I.” --------While Harry was back in his room getting dressed he heard a knock at the door. and to have the whole world know that he was with his student. to stare at Severus allowing his shocked expression to be noticeable. Harry chuckled. as she stood up and looked at him almost critically. I’ll do.” he moved out of her grasp just as Devon took a hold of him. “Knight Bus. They hide you. “Are we ready to go?” he asked. “Well he doesn’t look good in sweaters. and straightened up his shirt.” He said. He glanced up and over his shoulder to see Severus.” He smiled and nodded to Luna who beamed. as Harry sighed and backed up only to bump into something hard behind him.Luna giggled and sat down on his bed and handed him the black sweater. I don’t particularly mind who knows and who doesn’t. Weasley came over and grabbed him. a bit frustrated with everyone. “How we getting there?” asked Harry. Mrs. “Would have had Hermione left us alone. “HARRY!” Mrs. “Aye. Weasley.” He tossed Harry a black long sleeved shirt with a white wolf on the back of it. I told her whatever she does. “You don’t look good in sweaters. as he slipped on his black sweater and pulled his hair out and ran a brush through it before tying it back. A few moments later he and Luna raced out the door together and pounded down the steps only to see Ron getting thoroughly yelled at by Mrs. “You know Molly Weasley will have a conniption if she knows you’re not even dressed yet. “Hurry. “They’re hot as well.” he dug through his trunk when Devon entered and arched an eyebrow. Harry smiled knowingly to her. I’ll take this. and glared over at Severus who smirked. “Tell her that you two are best friends.” Smirking Devon nodded. Weasley! I’m fine. we’re waiting. . as Harry grunted. Luna walked over and touched the bruise that had some sort of gooy potion liquid on it.” She smiled. Luna was telling him how Hermione seemed suspicious of them and asked them why they were always hanging around each other.” “Ginny wants too.” Devon told him.” she told him. “You should just wear a long sleeved shirt. “Of course you didn’t mean too! You never mean to do anything!” She ranted. Is there anything wrong with that? Or just tell her the truth and then tell her to get over it. “I didn’t mean too!” Ron was whining. slipping it off and throwing it to the side. But first.” “I think I will. ‘When did he get behind me?’ was what he wanted to know.” She commented vaguely. apparently he had tripped Ginny while going down the steps. Mundungus led the back as he looked over his shoulder every so often. as he entered the kitchen for some toast. as they came over to Harry. Ron and Hermione looked at the man cautiously. If Harry thought that walking out by himself looked suspicious that was nothing compared to the group of oddly dressed wizards trying to be muggles walking up and down a lane. who was leaning casually against the wall.” He hissed to Devon slightly nettled. “There’s a big chance no one will attack us. as he grunted. about how he hated guards and how he could take care of himself. and Luna. as he turned the other way ignoring the look the older Potter shot him. “No you sit there…” . “Guards? Argh. “This is bloody bullshit. “Well you try ignoring the new Minister’s orders!” Tonks snapped to Mad Eye. Sirius had transformed into the dog so he could sniff the surroundings out. “You know. luckily the street was practically deserted. before she screwed up her eyes and her hair turned curly black and her face was changed from heart shaped to a round shape.“For what?” asked Harry furrowing his eyebrows. and Mad Eye encased him on each side.I think this bloody world needs a new way of travelling. “I know Harry.” Harry nodded understanding. Harry grumbled as he walked between Severus. Hermione was still quite cold toward Devon after he put her in the bottom rank of the duelling club. As Harry walked he brushed himself against Severus. He tried to get a seat with Hermione.but we have no choice. Devon who hadn’t been aware of Mad Eye pushing Harry.I can’t be sure. but he felt a shove and Mad Eye Moody threw him against a chair.” murmured Harry realizing why and rolling his eyes with disgust.” he whispered into the boy’s ear. “Guards. “Just because I know and understand doesn’t mean I bloody like it. It wasn’t till Tonks appeared that everyone was ready. Devon pressed a hand on his shoulder and leaned in. He heard Mad Eye go on and on about one of the guards being late. “None of your business. He glanced over at Severus.” muttered Harry.” Sirius told him. “Why do you care?” Severus’ eyes glittered dangerously. and most of the inhabitants were too drunk or high to notice anything different. glanced behind him as Moody glared back at Severus. but seeing as things have changed. The Knight Bus soon shot toward them as large and purple as he remembered it. staring at the ground and grumbling under his breath. “You could stop it with the pushing!” Severus suddenly snapped behind him. as he was pushed in the back by Mad Eye Moody. She didn’t look like the same Tonks which was odd. as Harry got on the bus quietly. Devon. Remus. who had been the ‘main’ reason for his being irritated.” Complained Harry. Ron.” His teeth clenched. Harry scowled and was about to tell the man where to stick it when Devon and Severus grabbed a shoulder and bodily ‘moved’ the ex-auror to the other side. Severus squeezed in and sat by the window as Devon sat by Harry. Sirius who was in the doglike form laid at Devon’s feet. They didn’t want attention drawn to them so Sirius decided to stay like that through out the ride. Remus was just next to Devon in another mismatched chair. Stan tried to talk to Harry but Devon cut him off with an icy cold glare. As soon as the Knight Bus got rolling Harry tipped to the side, and nearly landed in Severus’ lap. Severus who instinctively grabbed the boy before he fell, grunted, “Forget yourself?” “No this bus did.” Harry grunted, as he straightened up. Hermione and Ron were looking worried for Harry, wondering if the dark Potion’s Master was going to yell at him or curse at him for toppling over, but what really caught their attention was when the conversation between Severus and Harry was so smooth and so- - unearthly light that you would never guess that they had once been lifelong enemies. The bus ride was shit and uncomfortable for Harry, and when they stopped, he was the first person to stand, and the third to scramble off the bus, someone ‘had’ to be in front of him, luckily this time it was Severus who was behind- that’s just the way Harry liked him. He smiled widely at the thought as he stepped out just in front of the gates of Hogwarts, looking around. It was night now and there was just about an hour before the small ‘welcome back’ feast. When they were all on the grounds, Harry allowed himself to relax as the guards finally pissed off and left them alone and he walked in between Devon and Severus, with his friends following behind. He thought a little more about what Severus’ had said that morning and tried to imagine what people would say – but then stopped. He himself didn’t care and since when did Severus care about what people said about him? “Go and put your things in the prefects room Harry, I’ll see you at supper.” Devon murmured in his ear and Harry blinked to see that they had reached the castle already. He nodded and sent a sneak glance at Severus before he hurried off to catch up with his friends. Severus watched after him blankly for a minute and then turned into the dungeons, leaving Remus and Sirius to drag Devon off. --------Severus showered and dressed again before the feast, this time wearing dark blue robes instead of the black. When he was ready, he slipped out of his rooms and onto the corridor, pulling the wards back up with a simple flick of his wrist. He stalked back towards the Entrance Hall with his usual long strides and blank mask and arrived just in time to see Harry and his friends enter the hall. He paused in mid-step and lurked in the shadows for a minute, watching as Cho Chang, sixth year Ravenclaw, practically threw herself at his Harry, trying to get him to notice. Harry, as usual, seemed to be completely oblivious. He watched through narrowed eyes as she slung an arm around his shoulders and led him into the hall, and then saw that Harry finally looked uncomfortable. He could, of course, just take points and give her a detention for every time she ever looked at his Harry, like he had done with some others, but then decided against it. He was a Slytherin after all, he preferred to lay claim to what was his – and what better way to do it? He smirked coolly and then straightened himself up, giving them time to sit down properly. After about another minute, he carried on with his stalking and strode into the Great Hall, sweeping his eyes across the room. He stopped when he was in the middle and then turned to the Gryffindor table, only to see Chang sat on his Harry’s knee, while Harry himself tried to politely push her off. Indeed. Without a word or another thought, Severus turned abruptly and stalked towards the Gryffindors, ignoring the somewhat knowing look that he was getting from one Luna Lovegood. The rest of the hall quietened down to see what he would do, but Harry’s little group of friends didn’t even seem to notice his arrival. He sneered coldly and then he reached around and curled his fingers around Harry’s wrist, wrenching his younger lover to his feet. He watched with satisfaction as Chang was caused to fall to the floor with a yelp. He paid no attention to her as he pulled Harry closer until their chests touched and then he swooped down and crushed their lips together in a bruising kiss. Harry gasped and held onto his professor’s robes tightly to stop himself from falling, even as he parted his lips. Gasps spread around the hall but neither lover paid them any mind as Severus thrust his tongue into Harry’s mouth and kissed him deeply. He snaked his arm around Harry’s waist to hold him up and then moved his other hand down to the Gryffindor’s arse to push their hips together. Their tongues battled for a minute before Harry melted against the older wizard completely and gave up control. The gasps turned into shocked murmurs and shouts when Severus finally pulled back and smirked at the dazed look in those emerald eyes, even as Harry kept hold of him tightly so that he didn’t collapse. Keeping Harry close, with one arm still snaked around his waist, Severus glanced at the girl that was staring at them wide eyed from where she still sat sprawled on the floor. He sneered. “Perhaps now you know not to touch what is mine.” He said clearly and in a low dangerous voice, then he turned back to Harry and pressed another kiss, chaste, to his bruised lips. Blushing furiously and more than a little dazed, Harry sank back into his seat as he watched the older wizard cross the rest of the hall to the staff table. He tried to ignore all the eyes that were on him, including most of the teachers, and then he turned around quickly and flushed, meeting his friends shocked looks. Luna giggled and then pulled Ginny forcefully from her seat and followed Sev’s example as she pressed their lips together. Despite himself, Harry couldn’t stop the laugh that bubbled up in his throat, seeing Ginny’s startled expression turn into amusement before she pulled Luna closer as well. After all, who in their right mind would care about two girls dating when Harry Potter himself was shagging Severus Snape? Now he could see why Luna was a Ravenclaw – though Slytherin wouldn’t be a bad choice either. “Harry? Is there something you wanted to tell us?” Hermione asked in a tight voice and Harry turned away from his two friends to look at her. She was pale and her brown eyes were still widened in shock and disbelief, but also a little disapproval was shining through already. “Oh, right. Yes. I’m gay and I love Severus.” he said firmly and then he offered a wide, almost mocking, grin before turning away, just as Luna and Ginny broke apart. “Love, Harry? Don’t you think that’s a bit strong a word?” She asked again, somewhat patronisingly and Harry turned back to her with a frown. “No. Some of us know how to listen to our hearts, ‘Mione. I love Severus and he is everything I want and need. If you’re going to disapprove, then I’d prefer you to do it in silence, because I wont listen to you – or anyone else – badmouthing him.” “She just means – well – it’s a bit of a surprise mate.” Ron said, trying to stop an argument even as Hermione opened her mouth to retort. He glanced over at the staff table and then looked back at Harry. “I mean, he has been a bit of a bastard to you all this time…” “I know,” Harry said agreeably and then smiled, “but we’ve sorted it all out. I’ve never been happier than I am now; even Devon agrees that he’s good for me.” “Oh yes, and just because Devon agrees, it makes everything alright, doesn’t it?” Hermione hissed waspishly, glaring up at the staff table now. Harry gritted his teeth and watched out of the corner of his eye as Ron winced at the turn of the conversation as well. “What is that supposed to mean?” he snapped, dragging her attention back to him. Hermione flushed when she realised that half of the Gryffindor table was listening as well, staring at her as if she had grown a second head. “Well, I mean, if Devon told you that it would be fine to jump into a fire, you would do it lately. You’ve changed now that he’s here! I can’t believe you trust him implicitly like that, it’s not natural; you haven’t even known him that long. You do anything he says…” “You were right in first year, Hermione.” Harry hissed angrily, his hands gripping onto the table so tightly that his knuckles turned white. “Books and cleverness obviously isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. You’re supposed to be the brightest witch – and yet I don’t think I’ve ever met anybody so ignorant.” “Harry-” “No, Hermione. Yes, I trust Devon without hesitation, and yes if he told me that it would be okay to jump into a fire then I would – because it would be okay. I have perfect reason to trust him. I know him better than any of you ever will, and I know about his past. Any questions I had, he has answered truthfully – and for Merlin’s sake, but he has helped me more in this last year than anybody ever has. Didn’t your mother ever teach you, if you don’t have something nice to say, don’t say it at all.” He turned away from her then and pointedly ignored her as the feast started. Luna plonked herself down on his knee and wrapped her arms around him, after looking up at the staff table to make sure that Severus wasn’t going to flip of course. Talk was a bit stilted after that until Ron finally gave up trying to decide who to talk to and turned to look at Harry. “If you say you love him, and that you’re happy, then I’m really happy for you mate. I’ve seen you smile more times in this last month than in a long while and so I’m glad that Professor Snape can be there for you.” He said firmly and sincerely and Harry offered him a wide grin and a tight embrace. “Thank you.” (Err… would just like to blame Roxie for Hermione’s bitchiness once again, she really really didn’t like the poor girl here, but Hermione does get redeemed later on, somewhat.) Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By Mandy and Becca Summary: Fallen from a time where all was lost, one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. He becomes Devon Evander Potter, a twenty-eight year old wizard, who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. In doing so, he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends, and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise, and some things that you don’t. Notes: As promised: Next chapter :D Assassin will be updated tomorrow. Chapter Twenty Eight The next few days for Harry were mainly spent on settling down into a routine again. The whispers and stares followed him everywhere, but for once, Harry seriously couldn’t have cared less. He and Hermione still weren’t on speaking terms, or rather, Harry was perfectly fine around her, cheerful and talkative as usual, but she either snubbed him completely or did her best to look like she was ignoring him. He left her to it. He spent most of his free time now with Luna, Ginny and, surprisingly, Draco Malfoy. Ron came whenever he could get away, but Hermione nearly always found something for him to do first. Harry knew that he had really hurt her when he said that about books and cleverness, and when he called her ignorant – but he felt that he was more than justified to do so considering she hurt him with her reaction. Nobody actually seemed dead set against his relationship with Severus anyway, or if they did then they made sure to keep it to themselves. Harry barely slept in the prefect’s rooms now though, he had lessons with Severus and Devon every evening, and then he alternated between sleeping in Devon’s room and then sleeping with Severus. There was still very little news about the Wizarding world as a whole. Voldemort still hadn’t done anything, and the ministry was being exceptionally quiet – so much so that the Aurors working there didn’t know what the ministers thoughts on the war was. Did he believe the dark lord was back? There had been no mention of it since the day Scrimgeour was elected. Quidditch practices soon picked up again, as did the duelling clubs but at least this term Harry got to see his cousin every night, unlike the last. Sirius and Remus were seen around the castle a lot more, and now that Sirius was a free man he didn’t have to go mutt style. Harry enjoyed having everyone he cared about in the castle; it was refreshing compared to the life he had to lead with the Dursleys. Except for the whole Hermione thing. Harry didn’t know what her problem was and frankly he didn’t really care. Sometimes, she’d come up to him asking him when the next Duelling club meeting was or a question about Potions, since he was getting ‘extra’ help. Harry just pretended that nothing was ever said, and this got Hermione all riled up. Sometimes, she’d make it a point to show him that she did not approve. Harry just smiled at her and went on his way. What else could he do? He wasn’t going to stop doing what he wanted just because ‘she’ didn’t like it. One evening while he was on the couch by the fire, Ron was across the room shooting glances over at Harry and everyone else. It was clear that Ron wanted to join in. Ron grunted and stood up from the table he was at with Hermione, and threw down the book with irritation, “I can’t take this any more.” he growled. “Harry is my best friend Hermione. You are my best friend, I am NOT choosing between the two of you, and don’t you dare make me. The fact is, its Harry’s life and its not yours so get over it Hermione and either come sit with us and stop being a prat or not but I’m tired of switching back and forth. You’re acting childish! This is something ‘I’ would have done a year ago, you have no business doing this to Harry just because he wants to be happy.” he grunted, and turned on his heel and stormed over to Harry and plopped down beside him. “Wanna play exploding snap?” “Fine by me.” Draco pulled out a pack and even if Ron stiffened he nodded with a smile. Harry arched an eyebrow and was very surprised when Ron didn’t start shouting or pouting. But then Harry wondered if their temporary separation last year had anything to do with Ron’s newfound maturity. He knew that this probably wouldn’t extend to Quidditch or food but when it came to friendship, was it too much to ask for? All the Gryffindors noticed a drastic change in Potion’s Classes, and most were actually extremely relieved that Harry and the Potion’s Master were dating, if it meant that they wouldn’t be in the minus department by the time classes ended then Harry could kiss and shag the professor all he wanted. The man was still a bastard to them all; aside from Harry but he didn’t viciously take points like did a year ago. He was still not a man to cross. What difference all the students noticed was his new found change in colour, whether it was dark colours or not it was something ‘other’ than black. Even the girls made comments when out of earshot. By the middle of January, Hufflepuff had beaten Ravenclaw in a very surprising game 190-40. Harry was slightly subdued this time because of Luna, but the girl didn’t see to care much about her team. “I believe Hufflepuff deserves the victory. They are taken for granted plenty of times.” “Just like you my darling Luna.” said Harry slinging his arm around Luna, as Ginny argued with her brother about the strategy. Fred and George came over and huffed, “YOU left us for another man.” and you would understand if you knew what had happened between us.you two weren’t together were you?” he asked. “I’m sorry about Devon. “I guess if you’re happy. I always knew they were perverted boys! Especially when I was younger and they accidentally slipped a toad down my pants and insisted they should get it out before I got warts. you’re like my brother Harry and I don’t want to see anything happening to you!” The tears trailed down her cheeks as she sniffed and brushed her brown hair away. “How could you?” George mocked what seemed to be a distressed woman.” Fred simpered. “You were adorable little virgin. “Just trust me Hermione. “Yeah! We give you a bit of lovin’ and you run off with another. “I love you too. I care about you. “Is THAT what we get for teaching you the ropes? I am insulted! C’mon George! Let’s go find someone else who will appreciate our talents. and that I ride your back all the time.” murmured Harry bowing his head. Hermione. she was literally ‘off’ the ground.” he said.I am bitter-” .” Harry’s face flushed a bright red.” She whispered. in what seemed to be a female glide. “I care about you Harry! I know it looks as if I don’t. until she squeaked.sorry?” “Hmph! Sorry isn’t good enough mister!” George squeaked in a high-pitched voice. But. causing laughter all around even Hermione bit her lip.” Fred took his brother teasingly by the hand and stalked off. “Wait.you know? I guess you and Ron did sort of drill it in my head that Professor Snape ‘may’ be evil and then you go and date him.” She muttered. Harry turned around to face her fully.I’m just scared.” Hermione nodded and rested her chin on his shoulder.” Fred and George gasped. tugging her hair playfully. “Uh. “Shut up guys.” Ron was blanching. horrified. “I just-” she murmured and then bit her lip. causing Luna to snicker.tall dark man. “I guess. as she wasn’t very far from them. “Wha? Oh.” There were snorts and giggles all around as Hermione came up behind Harry. The fact is I love Severus. I mean. blushing slightly. causing Harry to blink. I had always wondered why they were being nice. What she didn’t expect for Harry to scoop the girl up into his arms and hug her ‘very’ tightly against him.” He said.uh… Hehe yeah. “Oh boy. “Oye. “I’ll never live ‘that’ one down. “Not exac-” “Why deny Harry-” teased George.Harry gulped and blinked. and Ron to blanch. “After all we did for you!” Huffed Fred.you think I don’t listen to you and I truly do. “What happened?” “It just. For the next two hours or so. “I had no idea my game would get so addicting. shaking his head trying to wipe the feeling away.” he insisted. Wasn’t torturous as it was powerful.Ron snorted. Harry and Severus duelled back and forth. with surprise as the beam sent Severus to his knees clawing at his own hair like he was trying to get something out of his mind. c’mon!” he slung his arm around his friend and they stalked off the grounds together. as he struggled up and moaned as he touched his spinning head. Luna grinned. He had an idea. and as Severus’ eyes came up.it swept over me and seemed to cling to me and suffocate me. “Ready to go again or-” “Again. “I’d like to play. I started getting memories of good times and then flashes of bad times.” He said. The dark magic was gone. “So not fair.” He said. “We playing?” he asked. He waved his wand and murmured and incantation he had heard Dumbledore do on two occasions. --------Harry gasped.” “I don’t want to use them!” Harry grumpily murmured. A few moments the spell ceased and Severus was on his knees hunched over panting deeply.let’s try this again. Keep that spell on hand.” He bent down.don’t apologise. happily.” she said.” He moved to his knees. as Harry nodded and got into position.” grunted Harry laying there. as she touched the ground finally. “I don’t mind learning them to know what’s being thrown at me. as he slid down to the floor. shaking his head as Severus glided over and stepped over him. “You think? Let’s go! We have a game to play.but you also may have too. “I’m sorry Severus.” said Hermione in a soft voice. running over and looking at everyone. and the beam of pure white light surrounded him engulfing him. and waved Draco over who had been talking to the Ravenclaw captain. “Incontaminatus Lumens!” Harry shouted. at that moment.” Grumbling. “You may not have too. His eyes then glittered. I never would have believed you to cast a spell that powerful. with the help of Harry. with daggers . when a flicker of surprise swept across Severus’ eyes. Harry glared at his love before moving into step. “Of course.” Severus responded. shifting his neck allowing it to pop in odd places. and dodged out of the way to the floor and smirked. who gulped. Harry got the man to his knees one more time before Severus got the upper hand and had the boy pinned against the wall. as he went flying backwards into the stone wall of the dungeons with a groan. absolutely brilliant Harry. as he felt the dark magic start to wash through the room. “I think-” tapped Severus. “No . Harry watched. and touched the man’s cheek. but I don’t fancy doing them. That was smart. they locked with Harry who was slowly walking over. “That you may be too pure to use the dark arts. rubbing his sore and marked neck. this morning he was wearing a mixture of dark blue and dark green robes. “No. Hermione was helping Neville finish his homework. --------Devon muttered the password to the two stone gargoyles and watched as they jumped out of the way. feeling slightly queasy in his stomach. and smiled innocently before retreating out the door.” (This was soooooo easy to cut:D For those interested. “Suits you much better than black every single day of your life. glancing over at him. to see lines under his eyes. and hobbled over and slipped them on.attached to him and the wall on all four corners of his body. Need to go up and get my stuff.” said Severus. I laid your clothes out. When Harry entered the prefect common room. was he was up most of the night getting fucked into a wall… literally. I can do as I wish. He hated to eat when he was extremely tired. “Get dressed. if you were up most of the night. He stepped on and waited. “Breakfast is on the table. The poor kid had detention with Filch for messing up in Astronomy. too tired.” “Thanks. “Yes you are. “What should I do in a situation like this?” murmured Harry “Allow me to demonstrate what ‘I’ can do. revealing the door and the moving staircase.” yawned Harry as he winced.” He walked over and swooped down kissing a sleepy Harry on the lips. you would be too. He could only smile. “You look tired Harry.” Harry nodded. his . “I’m not hungry.” he winced as he stood. The man was all ready up and getting ready. “Oye. and sat on the edge of the bed. Ginny and Luna had just walked through. not speaking much.” What he didn’t add. He was spread eagle against the stone wall and glaring at Severus. nudging Harry who shook his head.” He passed the fruit and picked up a piece of fruit when he saw the glare Severus sent his way. Harry noticed how the two seemed to be closer than usual together.” He grumbled. well now that I don’t have to keep up ‘too’ many appearances.” Hermione said. I'll nag Roxie into reposting on TSS now that its reopened and everything) --------Harry’s body felt bruised the next morning when he rolled out of Severus’ bed. he saw his group all around the table talking. who smirked and tilted his head to the side. I was too tired to go through them. and Ron was still trying to get use to the idea of the two of them dating. “Hmph. Hermione was the one to help Neville whenever he needed it. wasn’t it? He manages it without trying these days. He believed he still had that link with the bird from his second year. He allowed himself to relax a little at that as he paused beside Fawkes perch and ran his hand lightly over the feathers. he was head of the auror department. then Dumbledore would have been waiting in this room instead of the next. He stroked Fawkes again and then crossed the circular room and knocked on the door to the actual office. wondering what had pissed the always-too-cheerful old man off. He had only seen the headmaster in this much of a bad mood once before and then was – oh. He had streaks of grey in his tawny hair. Scrimgeour was a shrewd and intelligent being. He lifted an eyebrow and then pushed the door open. before he took the job as a minister. He had worked fighting against Dark Wizards for most of his life and so he knew what to expect. He didn’t know what the old bastard wanted this time. but if it had anything to do with going anywhere. “Come in. “What do you think Fawkes.” He sighed again and brushed a hand over his face before he straightened up and glanced distastefully at the door once more. dragging his eyes away from this man to look at the headmaster with an arched eyebrow as he crossed his arms over his chest. and then across from him sat a strange looking man. “You called. “Then what can I do for you Minister? I have things to do. offering a small smile.” He said lazily. Devon had seen him only in passing a few times during his own time. bushy eyebrows. it would save a lot of repeating…” From what Devon could recall of the man.” Dumbledore said with a frown. “I suppose that was a stupid question. of course. yellow eyes and a pair of white-rimmed glasses. in the past.” The old man didn’t bother to disguise his obvious distaste for the man and Devon found himself surprised once more. In the office sat the headmaster. Not this time though. but had never actually spoken to him. He never underestimated them and was considered one of the best aurors. Devon snorted. “I was actually wondering if I could speak to your cousin at the same time. and he always would. As in snapped. He stepped into the outer office and glanced around warily. Then again. eager to get out of there as quickly as possible. yes. He loved the old fool. Dumbledore had actually snapped. “Indeed I did.” He said coolly. it had been Dumbledore’s meddling that finally got him and Severus together. is he going to piss me off?” he murmured again and Fawkes trilled softly. not from the Ministers lack of trying though. bobbing his head up and down a little. but that didn’t mean that he didn’t get pissed off and irritated quickly with his meddling. then he would delight in telling him where he could shove his job – and his lemon drops. “The Minister here. that was just how he worked. turning to look at the newcomer for now.expression completely blank and his eyes hard and cool. He murmured a soft greeting and then glanced up at the door warily. knowing that if it was anything bad or something that would piss him off seriously. another that knew of his true identity.” Devon blinked at that. Then again. . Or future. The phoenix. wished to speak to you. ” “Right. a twenty-eight year old wizard. “I’ll go to Hogsmeade and get some more now. The scowl on the headmasters face really was amusing.” And then he was gone. “I’m sure a short meeting could be arranged.” He said again as he held out his hand and Devon nodded curtly … but didn’t take the offered hand. Voldemort. headmaster?” He asked sweetly and then rolled his eyes and looked away when Dumbledore made a noise that sounded suspiciously like a growl in reply.” “… Other things?” Devon asked. lifting his eyebrow. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat . One. Good day to you then. and two because I think it would be interesting to have young Mr. and watched as Scrimgeour smirked approvingly at his caution. but not now. “I’ll do that. especially as it turned into a cold glare and fixed on him when he let that amusement show. lifting a shoulder elegantly before he let it drop again.” “Of course.” Devon murmured and then straightened up. Devon watched him until the door was shut firmly again before he turned around to the literally pouting headmaster. “Something the matter. “I was hoping I could offer your cousin a trip to the ministry. You will have to come back. then I will make sure that I am available. “For Merlin’s sake.” Scrimgeour said as he pushed himself to his feet. “If you could send me an owl with the date and time.” He replied eventually. keep your hair on. not taking his eyes away from the narrowed yellow ones in front of him. He becomes Devon Evander Potter. not looking in the least bit ruffled at being put out.“That would depend entirely on what you wanted to talk about. Protection… among other things. Harry is in classes. if you have no protests. Potter meet a few of my Unspeakables and.” He muttered irritably. because it will help boost morale when word gets out that Voldemort truly has returned. “The war. and a duelling club after that – and this will not happen without my being there. He crossed his arms again and watched with idle amusement as the old man sniffled and looked up at him with wide blue eyes. learn from them. and I am unwilling to pull him out for this. Not to mention the fact that I have a lesson to teach.” “Hmmm. I’ll see myself out Albus.” He wrenched open the door again then and had barely stepped a food outside before the headmasters once-again-cheerful voice shouted out to him. “MAKE SURE THEY’RE LEMON!” Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By Mandy and Becca Summary: Fallen from a time where all was lost. Devon spent as many nights as he could afford watching the ministry for when Voldemort went to see for himself. he was upset and was still trying to work out what he had done to upset his lover. arching an eyebrow when the boy stared up at him blankly. Nobody knew Lord Voldemort like he did. Not to mention the fact that he wasn’t in the mood for this now. and it would use the best part of that to get what he wanted finished anyway. Valentines Day was coming up soon and Harry had only just figured out what he was going to do. He wouldn’t be a Slytherin if he didn’t. He had. even if the Order and the Ministry were not. Time had passed quickly lately as everyone had settled into routines. and some things that you don’t. which Harry had agreed to go along with. He was tired. under his terms and not under Voldemort’s. face to face … but this time. He had. Devon smiled slightly. Chapter Twenty-Nine Devon watched with amusement as Harry sat twiddling his thumbs a little nervously. sent the letter to the Dark Lord telling him that the prophecy had. Severus hadn’t spoken to him in two days now. Harry was. glancing up every now and again to check that nobody was coming. It was finally time for the meeting with the Minister as Devon had pointedly kept the man waiting for just over a month now. Indeed. On the nights that he couldn’t manage to get away without it being suspicious. of course. but they had started to prepare for the reappearance of Lord Voldemort. He had two days. of course. in fact. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. It would come soon. They were going to make this as difficult as possible for the Ministry. He would simply leave the man to it if he didn’t think that the Dark Lord would take his frustration out on the Ministry instead of apparating away again. He pulled out of them thoughts and turned his attention back to Harry. and Devon would meet him there so that they could talk again. That was when the Minister was supposed to be meeting with a few very important people. understandably. he set up his own alarms across all entrances and exits to the Prophecy Room … a subtle one that Voldemort would not even noticed in his quest to tear down all others. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise. he would probably cease that opportunity to try and take control of one of the foundations of the wizarding world.destiny. Devon himself had checked for Scrimgeour’s busiest day and had then informed him … only last night … that they would be willing to talk at six in the morning only. . been destroyed. explained all what this meeting would be about and he had given his advice. a little worried about said meeting considering the last time he had seen a Minister was when Fudge was trying to get him expelled. Since then. In doing so. He would come out of hiding soon and Devon himself would be ready. not even Albus. “Can’t you just do this? I have no desire to be a poster boy for the Ministry anyway and I have much more important things to do…” Indeed. who had climbed to his feet as soon as the door had opened and was eyeing the man coolly and neutrally. He was using his fame to his advantage. proud of himself when his voice didn’t waver or break from the cold tone through all of that.” Rufus murmured with a respectful bow and Harry curled his lip as the man straightened back up. but never mind. but this was war and certain things needed to be done. obviously. that’s exactly where they will be and I will make sure that Scrimgeour is aware of it. You want something from me. “And I will let him handle it. Potter. you want people to think that he agrees and approves of what the ministry is doing. Shall we sit?” Rufus asked. I see you managed to find the time to join us?” Devon asked neutrally as he looked down at his watch pointedly. Before anything else could be said. Potter. his own expression quickly falling behind a mask. but that didn’t mean that he had to like it. has he not?” “Of course. minister. its always good to have the Ministry in our pockets. but I seem to have had a little difficulty finding my way here. arching an eyebrow as he stared indifferently into Devon’s eyes. Let’s just get this over with. knowing that none of the teachers would have offered to show him to the right room.” Harry replied without hesitation. not only do you get the advantage of meeting and learning from Unspeakables. and all the house-elves were only instructed to point him in the right direction. but this needs to be done now.” That seemed to confuse the minister again. Was it really necessary to come right up onto the seventh floor?” Rufus asked.” He said as he inclined his head minimally. “Ahh Minister. I want something from you. We have to be most difficult for the ministry. The latter smirked when he realised that the Minister knew exactly what he was doing. If we do this now. “Err – yes – yes – of course. I assume that your cousin has explained to you the basics of this meeting.“Sorry kid. we both know that they are not sincere. “Yes. we’re here now. a knock sounded on the door and then the Minister entered the room. ignoring the wide fake smile that broke across said Ministers face. he held a piece of parchment with what looked to be a quick map of the school drawn out.” Rufus said and turned pointedly to look at Harry. to show that we will not answer to their every whim. looking rather flustered. “Don’t bother with the pleasantries. I do apologise about that Mr.” “Indeed. you offer lessons from . Devon resisted the urge to smirk out loud. as per Devon’s request. Harry. shall we?” He asked. “Minister. After this. In return for that. “Now. In his hand. “You want Harry here to be seen in the ministry. Ten minutes late. but we also get to see what the Ministry is doing about things – and besides. something that he had promised himself would never happen. sitting back. “Mr.” “I know. It was almost amusing to surprise the Minister.” Harry muttered with a sigh and he had to admit that he agreed with his cousin on this. He was getting down to business now. “Not really. so do not even ask. if he attended Hogwarts. he seemed to know that Devon wasn’t finished yet. and so was likely expecting to make a loophole – he wouldn’t bother to tell the man that he would be checking it thoroughly.” “Then here is the deal: Harry and I will travel to the ministry when we have time.” “That’s fair enough. cautiously.” Harry said with a sigh.” The minister agreed but didn’t say anything else. “We want information. making that four days in total now. We will allow ourselves to be seen. “Of course it did. along with what you are doing to prevent attacks. “More or less. If you want us to ‘boost morale’ then you will have to get off your arse and make some preparations for this war that we do agree with. “I also want it acknowledged that the Ministry of Magic is indebted to Harry Potter.” Harry murmured lightly and Devon smirked. “I’d better go and prepare for my next class. to be signed by all parties involved. We want to know who you have working on what – and we want every single ministry worker to be checked for the Dark Mark before I allow Harry to step inside that building even once. “Well. I assume you’re still working on Severus’ present?” “I haven’t even started yet. They shook hands. He knew that Scrimgeour was a Slytherin. He still hadn’t spoken to Severus.” Devon watched as the minister openly hesitated at this and could literally see the thoughts flickering through those yellow eyes before it was agreed upon. shaking his head. that went well.” Rufus Scrimgeour said again. then we will not lie. We will not do any press conferences. The . Rufus nodded slowly. straightening up.” “I can agree to that too. If we are asked if we approve and agree with the ministry’s actions. You can keep quiet if you like. including a witness.unspeakables. I know exactly how to work that man. I also want a formal contract written up to state all that we have agreed upon today. come up when you’re ready. regarding your preparations for the war. we ourselves will not discuss this with anybody. Both Devon and Harry watched as the man left as quickly as he could and then they both looked at each other with almost-identical smirks. “I’d better get started though yeah … I’ll see you later?” “Mmmhmm. and Devon nodded. beforehand. am I correct?” Devon asked as he crossed his arms over his chest.” --------Valentine’s Day had arrived and the potion that Harry was working on was nearly complete.” he replied and then shook his head with a sigh. They waiting for another five minutes to be sure that the man had actually gone before they too stepped out on the corridor. and he was completely and utterly miserable as he put a cork in the finest crystal phial he could think of. he flipped it open. “Think you should give it to Devon?” “No. he knew better than that. He smiled. as he couldn’t help but wonder if this was Severus’ way of saying piss off and I never want to see you again. He gulped as he swallowed a half a cup of orange juice. he told his friends that he was going back to the common room. “Wow! L. and fight a giggle when Luna turned on a pair of ‘devil horns’ on top of her head.m. Draco included were snickering as Ginny stood up. He wasn’t able to explain the relief he felt at this and yet the dread as well. The whole group of friends at the Gryffindor table. It was a special potion that brought out your deepest and darkest fantasies and allowed you to act them out for one night. so he wouldn’t be able to see the man till late tonight like asked. and warily took the letter. he saw that Severus wasn’t sitting at the Head Table. the owl nipped him before taking back off. love SSHarry swallowed and smiled softly as he folded the parchment up again. Do not be late. which made the youth smirk as he thought about what was happening to his cousin. Early that morning while he was sitting in the Great Hall. He knew Severus was not a romantic as far as he had ever known. and Harry glanced up to see a large pure black eagle owl stop in front of him. “It’s Severus. Instead. they’d been together for quite a while and the man did not act in anyway romantic. No. felix felicis. and forced a piece of toast down his throat. He didn’t open the letter there. Even the guys noticed and leaned back and murmured things about being able to watch. Luna came into the common room dressed in a bright red short skirt and a halter top leaving Ginny to gasp and blink several times. parchment clutched in his hands. He could only imagine. Harry knew that Severus couldn’t be all that satisfied with the student that he used to despise and thought that this way. Hermione was even eyeing it suspiciously. an entire 48 hours.” There were a few whistles around and a couple little scoffs from the Weasley Twins.substance was gold and it sparkled. to which Harry rolled his eyes. it had taken him ages to make this. -Meet me in the Astronomy Tower at eleven p. .” she was flustered and scanning her eyes up and down the eccentric blonde. he would be able to bring his lover at least some contentment. His first instincts was Voldemort.Luna.” said Harry smirking as he saw the handwriting. just to complete the final thing and he hardly got any sleep. and clipped Luna affectionately on the ear before gliding out. password. Funny things happened throughout the day. The morning owl post arrived. but his fears had been abetted now at least. Devon hadn’t been in the Great Hall either and neither had Remus and Sirius. He didn’t have potions today. as Ron gulped. As soon as Harry was away from all prying eyes. He couldn’t help but wonder what the man wanted. “We’re not going out. smiling. both were completely naked. and he would enjoy every minute of it. and Harry snorted at that oh-so-typical mess up. dear Devon.” Ron murmured and shook his head. He was completely naked and. who was Devon to protest? It was going to be a long day. “Whoa.” He commented almost idly. He found himself lying spread eagled on the bed with thick green vines around his wrists and ankles. He snapped his eyes open. He had been a light sleeper for a very long time now. watching and laughing when Hermione whacked him in the head with a book and stormed off. but then stopped dead when he found that he couldn’t actually shift at all. his dream hadn’t been a dream after all.Luna’s gone off a bit hasn’t she?” asked Ron. before staring down at his Transfiguration Homework.” “We’re going to take your control – as your gift to us. He shifted slightly.” The brown-haired girl muttered pointedly and Ron blinked before he looked at her incredulously and arched an eyebrow. both were watching him with a gleam in their eyes. “Women. “We’re going to make you plead for us to take you and then we’re going to do just that – at the same time. pushing his tongue into the waiting mouth. but they wouldn’t shift and he could feel a thick rope or something around his wrists. smiling wickedly. I promise. He didn’t notice as Hermione scowled. “How did you stop me from waking?” he asked. considering Voldemort had knocked him out more than once that way.“C’mon!” she took Ginny’s hand and waved at Harry who winked.” Remus whispered back and then he leant down and pressed a bruising kiss to Devon’s lips. He tried to move his hands to rub at his eyes. And really. “At least she does something. “Think she’s all right?” “Go find her. on this day. and Neville to look past worriedly. . He swallowed hard. Remus and Sirius would both make sure of that. “Sleeping charm … but for no longer than five minutes. not really sure whether he wanted to know. considering it was Valentines Day and he had given Harry the day to spend with Severus.” --------Devon groaned softly as he woke from what must have been a lovely dream. almost at a whisper.” Sirius continued as he stroked his hand down Devon’s chest. staring after the girl and his sister with a small frown. “We’re going to make you feel today. judging by the redness of certain areas. holding him tightly.” The werewolf murmured against his lips again. He tried to get himself awake enough to try and decide what to do today. leaving Draco to snicker. He was already half-hard and it took him a minute to realise that it was Saturday and that he didn’t have to teach any classes that day. and he was wary about potions and drinks. Kneeling either side of him were his two lovers. wondering perhaps whether he even wanted to know where they were going. The older wizard’s lips clamped down onto his neck and nibbled. he could live without Valentines Day if it meant he kept Severus. “Where are you going?” asked that low and silky voice that sent shivers down Harry’s spine. and don’t let anyone tell you different. He supposed that it didn’t matter either way. the two had never talked about it.” A tongue slipped itself against the teenager’s earlobe. not really wanting to answer that. What he was staring at was a room full of floating red rose petals and a soft masculine scent of musk in the air. Harry snuck out of the room and into the darkened corridors of Hogwarts. I thought-” “You honestly didn’t think I fantasized about anyone but you did you?” Severus asked again and Harry winced slightly. wondering what the heck was going on. “Uh. “I have already taken two tablespoons of this. The fire in the hearth was flickering as it always was and scattered shadows upon the walls. and a red silky blanket covered the tower and the window had a beautiful display of the stars. Harry blushed at that and ducked his head slightly. “Yeah.this is your gift from me to you. Harry was up and slipped on a pair of silk green robes that Severus had sent him at dinner… which the man still hadn’t bothered to attend. Arching an eyebrow upwards. .I didn’t. When he made it to the tower he slipped off the cloak and stopped when he bumped into an invisible force. Once he was ready with his hair pulled back he grabbed his invisibility cloak just in case and slipped out the door.” He went to turn around but had no chance because he felt a mouth touch his neck.” Severus pushed himself against Harry.” Harry turned around and looked up at the dark man who was wearing deep robes of burgundy with traces of black through it. he was in this castle hiding and doing something. “You may not be able to walk tomorrow by the time I‘m done with you. After a quick scan. and a soft sigh escaped his lips. and when he reached the other side. dear Harry. causing him to hiss. In the middle was a comfortable pallet on the floor with two pillows and next to that was two champagne flutes with a large bottle of purplish liquid… had to have been the finest wizard wine from what Harry could tell from the label. he smirked and slipped the cloak over his body and set off towards the Astronomy Tower. he said the ‘password’ and was admitted through. The seeker had never seen him look so sexy before. .--------When night fell and everyone ‘supposedly’ went to bed. Maybe he was wrong… or maybe he was right. The whole room was nothing like it had been before he entered through the wards. “Did you truly make that potion yourself?” he asked. and my fantasies all lie within you. he gasped in complete surprise. to show you how much I ‘do’ love and care for you Harry. finding that his not being able to walk tomorrow seemed like an entirely good idea right now. Little things like this ran through his mind and he knew he shouldn’t think about it like that. He wouldn’t be surprised if Severus insisted that Valentine’s Day was silly. and just as he backed up he felt a pair of strong arms wound their way around his waist from behind. “No .Is this a fantasy?” Harry asked. “I. He glanced around for any sign of Severus but saw no one. Harry wasn’t all that worried now. holding up a bottle of the potion Harry had made and sent to him. to let him know that he was indeed hard as a rock. dropping a light kiss to Harry’s lips. his question coming out at barely a whisper as he hardened completely. He becomes Devon Evander Potter. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise. In doing so. and some things that you don’t. “Is that your fantasy?” Harry asked with amusement. Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By Mandy and Becca Summary: Fallen from a time where all was lost. like this did you?” “No. “We have a long night ahead of us.” Severus smirked.” Severus murmured again. “Maybe its one of my fantasies to corrupt a student-” he suggested and Harry snickered. who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. “I suggest we have a bit of champagne and then we can talk about them fantasies… and I would appreciate it if you took the same amount. a smile swept across his face. and then he glanced around at the set up again before looking at the champagne. Happy Valentines Day. Harry blinked and nodded slowly. a twenty-eight year old wizard. no I didn’t – but I’m awful glad. turning around in his arms again to look up at him. Chapter Thirty .” He teased lightly and Severus chuckled.” He added and then he deepened the kiss and pushed his tongue past Harry’s lips. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again.He leaned into the Potion’s Master and kissed him deeply on the lips. together. “I’m not old enough to drink. arms snaking around the boy’s waist.” Severus said again as he held up the bottle and jiggled it slightly. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed.” he hissed. “One of many.” “Enough talk. “You’ll be screaming it to me.” “Mmm… but I doubt you would have thought that we would be here. “I love you too Severus.” The glint in Severus’ eyes made Harry’s breath catch in his throat. smiling as Harry automatically let him take control. and ran his fingers down Harry’s cheek. “I never would have taken you to be a dark looming pervert. so much so that Hermione and his friends had been ‘worried’ about him and asked where he slipped off to last night. When he sighed and relaxed he felt arms go around him. and stared around him. but Harry cut her off. he remembered how fair of a woman she was at the Ministry trial and Devon seemed to have a certain amount of respect for her. for she kept missing her mouth with the fork. “But Harry-” Hermione tried to say. and Harry nodded slightly with a smile. He had never been so sore in his life. “I never left the castle. The sun was shining through down over them and Harry waved his hand. Ginny looked just as dazed as Luna. “I was safe. Susan Bones was clutching several papers. his eyes rolled as he forced the dull ache down.Harry was seeing yellow ducks above his head the next morning. The teen flashed a smile back before sitting between Ron and Luna. . “Does the saying ‘none of your business’ mean anything to you?” He asked. at the horrified look on Hermione’s face. Harry’s heart ached as he stared over at Susan who was being guided out by Madam Sprout. Harry grabbed the paper and read the headline… MASS EXPLOSION IN MUGGLE CITY CLAIMS LIVES OF THREE WITCHES AND TWO WIZARDS Harry skimmed down and didn’t recognize any other name but Amelia Bones. and Severus talking about something with Flitwick. arching an eyebrow. still half asleep. The owl Post was late and when the Daily Prophet was dropped and people started to unroll it screams ensued through out the hallway. and blackness swept over them as a ‘blind’ separated them from the sun. He lay there on the floor of the Astronomy Tower. pulling him closer. it was too late. it seemed to be a serious one because Devon‘s eyes would turn to steel every so often. with a teacher no less. with one arm under the pillow. staring at the sky. He glanced over to see Severus fast asleep on his belly. “Thanks.” He informed Hermione. He winced as he turned over and felt his spine vibrate. as they entered the Great Hall to see the hustle and bustle of the afternoon. It was said that before the new Minister. she was runner up for the position. Apparently.” He smirked. as they made their way toward the Great Hall.” Severus murmured. He glanced right up at the Staff Table to see Devon in a conversation with Dumbledore. He had already built up his forces and was starting to wreck havoc everywhere. The older Potter’s eyes met Harry’s and he winked reassuringly. He had to admit the new Minister was doing all he could but Fudge hadn’t helped and had often made things worse. He wondered what Devon was doing at the moment and if he had recovered from his Valentine’s Day… and then smirked at the thought. concentrating. He winced again as he rolled over on his back. He hated to know that just because of people’s stupidity in denying Voldemort. Harry got a very late start to the afternoon. and screaming and crying at the top of her lungs. ” “All right. They didn’t have as much time as they had thought they would. but Devon believes you ought to be prepared. even if they were actually starting to go somewhere. Harry squeezed through the passage. slowly. It took Harry approximately ten minutes to get all the way to Honeydukes and then wait for the woman to be gone before he slipped out. He was clenching his jaw.He glanced up once more at the table to see Devon’s face as hard as stone. Severus called him down to the dungeons and insisted that they continued with the dark arts lessons. something exciting and he knew just what he wanted. with a satisfied smirk.” The boy’s shoulder’s sagged. every evening. they are I believe.” Severus commented. As he walked out the door he made sure no one was around before sneaking off toward the third floor where the ugly one eyed witch was waiting in all her glory. Harry glared at him. As soon as Harry made sure no one was around he tapped the witch twice and murmured. “Your point?” “My point is that this is getting more serious and your ‘cousin’ told me that things are happening much differently.’ Following the attack. He glided through the main rooms to see a bunch of adults and non-Hogwarts teenagers scouring the bins of chocolate and strawberry mousse truffles. He was sitting in his room going through several catalogues he had asked for from Hogsmeade. He was skimming through the pages with interest.” Harry murmured slipping his wand out from behind his ear.” Harry muttered with a great put-upon sigh. he then felt a mental probe and allowed Devon to enter. Nothing is as it seems anymore. as he stared at the beautiful fiery creature on the front page. Devon was adamant that lessons would pick up with him again. “Yes. and I quite agree. This wasn’t supposed to happen till sixth year. and shoving his cloak in his bag not wanting to leave it anywhere for a moment. “Dissendium. After that. He was bored and he decided that he needed something new. He still didn’t like his lessons on the arts. all the big stuff is still happening the same just the little things have changed. and he looked at Harry and shook his head. ‘Things have changed. . He rose up off the armchair and smirked.” “Perhaps. “Great. Severus and Devon were at an order meeting at the moment and everyone else was off doing their own thing so Harry rummaged through his bag and pulled out his invisibility cloak and then grabbed his marauder map. all right lets get this over with.” as soon as it opened. It wasn’t till about five o’ clock when Harry had some time to himself for once. “Half is better than not alive at all. let me take a look. “This lesson is going to continue. that way people wouldn’t find it peculiar.” Harry grumbled to himself as he slowly straightened out. Harry took in the scent of the cold air and felt the magic whip around him.” He instructed and Harry sighed as he unbuttoned his shirt and slipped out of it gingerly before he turned around. at the name.He bought a couple imps and sucked on them while he glided out into the frosty afternoon. On his back rising from fiery red flames was the most beautiful phoenix with emerald green eyes. Harry’s eyebrows shot upwards as he stared at the building. Harry was happy to say that he concept worked.” He replied and then watched as Devon let out a low chuckle. Harry snickered thinking of the reaction his love would have. He all ready had the picture in his hands. It was ridiculous.is going to hurt. But instead of a cross like Devon he would get something a bit different. He smiled. and Spiny Serpent. and his winces were getting tiresome. it was quaint and quiet. when Harry showed him what he got. The further he went the darker it seemed to get until he got to a large octagon shaped building with black curtains hung all around with crystal windows.” He murmured shaking slightly. He . even if I spend the next three hours literally wiping the floor with you – so you might as well tell me so that I can perhaps ease whatever is discomforting you. It wasn’t until two and a half hours later Harry walked out with a wince. “This. it had to be one of the most interesting buildings on the lot. now here Harry was with a roll of galleons in his pockets and staring up at the building of the tattoo parlour. before turning left passing the Hog’s Head Inn. his discomfort and even his pain were a little obvious. he had asked Dean a while back to sketch it out from a book and make it even more elaborate. his hands on the small of his back like an old man. He had his shirt off and as soon as the cold weather smacked him in the back he let out a nasty curse and a heavy hiss. It went from the top of Harry’s neck. as the cold wrapped him up and squeezed him once again. stretched out across his shoulder blades and then down to the small of his back. “Are you going to tell me what the matter is?” he asked idly and with a little amusement as Harry glared at him. “I got my tattoo a little early. His movements were stiff. “Taylor’s Tattoos. The small strip of Hogsmeade looked like a muggle post card or greeting. His curses were only half-hearted and therefore not even powerful enough to knock a sixth year off his feet. as he passed the shops and scraggily witches and wizards. Five minutes into their three hour lesson. Strip then.” He knew that he was expecting to get a tattoo soon and knew Devon wouldn’t mind and Severus would probably be surprised. He smirked and slipped on his shirt and grimaced again as the cloth pressed against his back. and Harry had been sprawled on his arse too many times to count. let alone one of Devon’s level. --------Devon crossed his arms over his chest and arched an eyebrow as he watched his younger self pick himself up off the floor. “I rather thought that might be it. it shatters it…” “Then you must be quite an item. Harry had to do a bit of tricking manoeuvring and summoned a desk which collided with a bright blue beam and shattered it. The youth even got a heads up and trapped Devon in a rectangular box that was invisible. he was rather fond of them. if I remember correctly. Devon murmured a charm and Harry felt the tension flow out of him completely. don’t worry your pretty little head. that you could come to regret. “Okay then. walking around in a circle like animals ready to pounce. I take it Severus hasn’t seen this yet. considering he hasn’t come pounding on my door. “However when it hits an item that obviously has no brain. He pushed himself to his feet again as he and Harry simply eyed each other. “No. that was simply a spell that scrambles your brain functions for roughly twenty minutes. He had assumed – what with Devon’s tattoos – that Severus didn’t mind them at the very least. Unfortunately.” Harry retorted. The teen was getting better daily and his confidence was growing with his magical strength and physical endurance. “Aquarius!” A shower of water shot out and attacked the flames even went past the flames and nipped Devon in the side who staggered from the force. I’m impressed. and then heard a low whistle. testing it. a minor. would be a good healthy dose of ‘private’ humiliation. Perhaps … perhaps the best way to fix that.” He murmured cheerfully as he turned around with his wand out. do such a thing.” He smirked.” “He doesn’t like tattoos?” Harry asked. I doubt it. however the box only held for thirty seconds before Devon glared and shot hex after hex in a streaming row. but Severus is a moralistic man and he might find fault with you making a decision like that. before he grinned. A sound easy defeat to show just how far he has yet to go before he’s anywhere near good enough. though. A hand squeezed his shoulder.” After he said this. Harry waved his wand. asking why I would let you. . stiffening completely as a wave of panic flashed over him. just make sure to give him a little warning before you … ahh … play. leaving his back numbed to the pain for the time being. Devon retaliated with more spells trapping Harry between flaming daggers. in which he was surrounded. He straightened up properly then and stretched. Harry was able to side step every curse and move more fluidly across the rectangular room dodging and shooting spells at his cousin. now let’s get started. It was much stronger than it had been last month.felt a hand gently tracing over the phoenix. at the horrified look on Harry’s face. “This is going to be a long night…” Devon murmured as he dove to the floor from another round of water that just kept pouring out of Harry’s wand. “He does not dislike them. he was also getting overconfident and that was dangerous. In fact. “Very nice indeed. and stared up at his cousin with a gleam in his eye. “Trying to kill me?” asked Harry twirling behind another chair. after all the years that have past. “Cageus Cidi!”. knowing how hard it was to even consider it. He knew it wouldn’t leave him. He just needed to be shown that he wasn’t infallible. and disposed of the dementors and the rest of the bees with a flick of his wrist. and Harry would either fall into his arms for comfort afterwards. The second time they bowed. He looked at his watch. Devon himself had hated that particular lesson – but Albus had had to give it to him. or. Severus wouldn’t … and to be honest. Devon didn’t even know if Severus could do it. The bees buzzing and the cold air of the Dementor not to mention the suffocation was all to much for Harry and even though the teen was fighting it to the point where wandless magic zapped half of the bees. he was unbeatable by any student in the school – and. “Leave us alone. he could wait until the next lesson and prepare himself more. it was necessary … and I need to talk to him. Devon took off the suffocation spell just as his face was turning purple. but Devon waved them away. It was not a nice task. nor did it help when Devon flicked his wrist with a shallow. A steel metal cage was dropped in place and trapped Harry who gasped and yanked on it only to get stunk by twelve bees on the hand. but also have the bloody dread on his mind every day and night until then. He could get it over with that night. unbeatable by most of the teachers as well. Remus and Sirius were sat in the ‘living area’ and both jumped to their feet when they saw them. Devon had to really give Harry credit for agility. It was over in seconds. Devon got ready he pulled all his strength forward and spun around sharply casting several miniscule protection charms around him and his small area. of course. most likely. He didn’t hesitate to put the room back together with a wave of his wand. Devon could pity the old bastard for that day. and soon the boy collapsed on the stone floor completely knocked out. Harry looked confused but then quickly realized what was going on. and Harry tried every curse but it seemed that all the curses he tried caused them to backfire or a bee would attack him.” he murmured softly. however it did not stop the massive swarm of bees. and then he picked Harry up carefully in his arms and carried him through to his quarters. as Dementor after Dementor Boggarts shot out of his wand and surrounded Harry and his cage. it didn’t stop the affects of suffocation and the dementors closing in on him sucking out the happiness.He would have to do it. The bee’s swarmed the cage maniacally. offering a small smile when both Remus and Sirius nodded without hesitation. . “Bogas Fearus Maximus!” And Devon watched. “Nitrose Narosis!” Devon almost cringed when Harry jolted and his face immediately became a distinct red and he touched his throat. or into Severus’. Absolutely no air whatsoever could get to his lungs. Now. and dodged out of the way when a swarm of spells ejected themselves out of Devon’s wand and hand at the same time. sending concerned looks to the unconscious boy in his arms. Harry did have good solid reason for his confidence. and I did it quickly.” He replied and then looked closed his eyes briefly. he answered the question directed at him softly. would have been nice. Emerald green eyes flickered open halfway through this and he stared into them sadly as he continued without a word. perhaps. his hand stilling. you are the best dueller amongst the students. he didn’t know what to think about all of this now. and carefully.” Harry stared at him in surprise. even unbeatable to those in the year above you. looking to be near tears now.” he watched.” He said quietly. He had to do it to me halfway through my training.Devon just carried the teenager into the bedroom and then kicked the door shut behind him. You are excellent … and you know it. As Devon started to rub a cream into the swelling flesh before him. He was – well. “It needed to be done. as Devon cringed openly. I lost even more faith in him and I was terrified of him for quite some time. flinching inwardly at the accusing look in those eyes. He sighed as he set to work on the mess that was Harry. You were getting overconfident and that is very. I spared you the most part of what I went through. I know how it feels. … and Devon had defeated him in seconds. he was ruthless. and then moved silently and swiftly into the bathroom. Devon turned to look Harry coldly. “I truly am sorry.” “How?” Harry choked out. I won’t let you fall back in your training because you find you do not trust me. and I just hope it was enough because I cannot do that again. his face. do not think for a minute that I wanted to do that. resolved to look into things more deeply later. “Why?” Devon paused for a minute. While Harry jerked himself out of his thoughts. but after that. returning with a bowl full of warm water and a sponge. He placed Harry carefully on the bed. defensively.” He murmured and then averted his eyes and pulled back a little. very dangerous. “How do you know? I trusted you not to hurt me too … and fuck Devon. but then carried on. If you want to spend the night with Severus … or simply away from me. “I had already lost a bit of trust in him by then. and then his older self stood up and closed off his expression completely. Harry licked his dry lips and uttered one word. He knew that Dumbledore was a powerful wizard. I would not ask that of Severus. and was suddenly hoping that he never found out. then I can understand that. He massaged the cream into the bare chest slowly but firmly. trying to imagine what it must have taken to make Devon scared. Then. he didn’t allow me to fall unconscious until I was a complete and utter mess. a little warning. but I thought I was dying. but he had to admit. that alone showed Harry how this affected him. he didn’t allow it to end so soon. but our lessons will continue as normal. so I did it. a little surprised.” . locking it without even turning. washing down his chest. and only after that could I truly move past the halfway mark. “Albus. “It’s – you are good Harry. He tore me to pieces … but it showed me how much work there was to be done. his hands and his neck carefully with the sponge. You scared the shit out of me. “I am sorry – but it needed to be done. He went for complete and utter humiliation. But he didn’t get any. murmuring a few healing charms as he did. ” he then smirked at the astonished look on Devon’s face. but I don’t hate you. he would get a sharp pain surging through his body. when Harry moved he’d wince.” murmured Harry as he shifted. Devon shook his head.” “I might forgive you later. “Well…” “If he asks. It wasn’t every day that Harry could get one over his older cousin. “Severus would never do that. But. Yes. we’re on our own?” “For the most part yes. “Give it about an hour. “Tell me about Amelia Bones. you can stay or leave.” He repeated. the older Potter nodded and took his hand and used his wand to get each one of the stingers out.” Harry leaned back and glared at Devon then. “But now get these stingers out of my hand.I admit that it was humiliating but at least Severus didn’t do that to me…” He trailed off and bit his lower lip. Why did she die so suddenly?” The man opposite frowned deeply.” Devon finished curing Harry of his bruises and injuries. running his hand carefully through his hair. “We have twenty minutes left. Harry snorted. grumpily. offering a somewhat sheepish smile. I think we can still plan on the dates of the deaths of those close to you. “This was not supposed to happen until the beginning of your sixth year.” “So. “We. for now at least. and whenever he touched his chest.” he then said. Things have changed…” he said warily. Smirking.Harry considered Devon for several long moments before replying. The boy sighed and drank down a goblet of water. “I’m pissed off at you. . The two sat in silence for several long moments. then it would mean that Devon could expect a rather nasty potion spiked cup of coffee. “And have him come down here and hunt you down and torture you?” Devon winced inwardly. “Are you going to tell Severus?” asked Devon with mild interest. “Some things are the same like I do expect Voldemort to go to the Ministry but I don’t know what else is going to happen. I think they will stay the same. I mean . “Does the pain go away?” Harry asked with a heavy sigh and Devon nodded again. I can’t even predict the future anymore. if Severus didn’t come and hunt him down personally. I know I’m going to try to save everyone I can…” “WE” corrected Harry grumpily and Devon nodded indifferently. He couldn’t. Devon sighed again. And the waiting paid off. and some things that you don’t. you have nothing to worry about. confused. “Good. He becomes Devon Evander Potter. Not that I don’t trust you. Harry and Devon were back the way they were. Those were just a few of the ones used on me. its strongly encouraged… but overconfidence leads to underestimation when it comes down to duels. and we cant afford that. “It’s only natural after that. “Don’t worry. Lessons went as they should. . who takes things into his own hands and makes the changes required to defeat destiny. Harry. and Harry’s training continued nightly with one or the other of them. and perhaps even a little wary. “Without a doubt. In fact. The curses I used were not pleasant. Not Devon though. and I know the side effects are just as bad in parts.” Devon supplied for him without pause. Everything had been remarkably quiet in the wizarding world. the duelling club continued nightly for Devon and Severus.” Harry’s eyes penetrated Devon’s silently and firmly. The two of them stared at each other for a minute before Harry finally spoke. because I know Severus will never do it and I all ready told you that I wouldn’t.“I don’t think I want to stay here. We both will be. In doing so. Chapter Thirty One Weeks passed without incident since that one fateful dark arts lesson. It was early June when the break-in at the Ministry occurred.” Harry muttered with a frown and a little touch of bitterness underlining his words.but…” “You’re pissed off. and the trust was thick between them once more. after a rather rocky start. Harry. No one had seen hide nor hair of Voldemort since the attack on Madame Bones. one man sheds his name and his identity to stop it from happening again. “There is nothing wrong with being confident.” he paused then and tilted his head to the side. “Am I going to be ready for this?” Devon smirked wickedly. a twenty-eight year old wizard. he had simply waiting. I’m not overly confident. which surprised a few. and gives him the courage and confidence needed to succeed. he takes his younger-self away from the 'protections' of his friends. Disclaimer: We own nothing you recognise.” Shattered Reflections: The Hands of Time By Mandy and Becca Summary: Fallen from a time where all was lost. it was better to be safe than to be sorry. along with the shadows. he glanced around the whole main hall. Devon had been back in the shadows watching. and then he made his way slowly and silently up to the castle that loomed over him. He removed all trace of his magic. his alarms. That would just be pure stupidity. Such a shame. It would really be priceless to see the looks on the Minister’s face in the morning. He didn’t know what he would do if he did. Finally. even though it wasn’t actually real. . silently. There were so many dark marks enchanted on anything and everything. When he was sure that they weren't coming back. and then he apparated silently from the building to the edge of Hogsmeade. Still. even if Voldemort cast an antiapparation charm. To say he was pissed. was a huge understatement. He was insane. He watched as. even though that meant his very own Death Eaters. There were only twenty or so Death Eaters there anyway. for another five minutes. pulling it all into him piece by piece. but then he decided against it. He had found that the prophecy had indeed been destroyed. a little taunting couldn’t hurt after all. The older Potter put himself in position to show that he had witnessed the whole situation. Then Devon waited. everything. not to mention the aurors and everybody else. all the gold fell out and the water soaked the floors and even made several of the black cloaked Death Eaters slip and slide straight to the ground. and he was pretty sure that he was too pissed to even think about it now … still. Devon wrapped his magic around himself. Voldemort had worked his way up from the prophecy room right to the main hall of the Ministry. of course. he arched an eyebrow as the fountain of Magical Brethren was blown to bits. but also in a position where he could leave when he wanted too. hiding his amusement as the Dark Lord raged. knowing that the unspeakables would be able to pick it apart from the rest of the wards given time. he was outnumbered. his wards. which was extremely fortune considering the Ministry building was most certainly not empty – it never was. breaking everything in his path. though. one by one. he waited just in case and instead watched as the room was completely trashed. Devon couldn’t wait to see what the Ministry thought of this. Devon would have been the first out of here when the infamous temper reared up. in case they came back. the Death Eaters disapparated on the spot when they were finally dismissed in a snarl of rage. been destroyed along with a number of statues.Devon watched impassively as Lord Voldemort snarled and cursed everything in his path. He considered stepping out and letting himself be seen. the fountain and wishing well had. He slipped back into the Hogwarts grounds without notice and without tripping the wards. Nobody had been harmed in Voldemort’s little trip. Ever since that silent alarm had gone off inside his head. nasty little messages in blood red meant for the sole purpose of scaring. and so Devon knew almost immediately that the man wouldn’t risk it with so few allies. not stupid. but he needed to make sure that Voldemort didn’t try to take the ministry yet. Voldemort being the first one to go of course. by amateurs. “What are we going to do. pointing.” He said calmly. yet even then her voice stood out against the rest. Yet. studying.” Rita Skeeter. these attackers could not have been lacking in magical strength or knowledge in wards. watching as all eyes swung around to him immediately. --------MINISTRY BREAK-IN: BUILDING VANDALISED Ministry Officials arrived at the Ministry for what they expected to be an ordinary day. and the rest of the order. “What do you mean ‘we aren’t going to do anything’? This is your cousin we’re talking about!” Molly screeched again.” The main disturbance was caused in the Hall of Prophecy and. all wanting to know the answer to that question. “If You-Know-Who has that prophecy. and it was clear that even the old headmaster didn’t know what they were going to do now. Harry Potter had indeed gone missing. The teachers. rumour says that a prophecy which spoke of both He-Who-MustNot-Be-Named and our very own Mr. all immediately assumed that Voldemort had the Prophecy. To which the Minister replied: “It would seem so. No answer was forthcoming straight away. asked the Minister if he thought this to be an attack by a group intending to be initiated as Death Eaters. then they were at a serious advantage. Devon smirked at that and then glanced around at the rest of the room. only to find that their security had been breeched and several priceless statues and items destroyed. office workers. Devon was quick to follow. They both woke up enough to check that he was alright and to snuggle up to him. though no Ministry Officials were yet able to comment. The only people who looked remotely calm were Remus. The ministry was not empty last night. Sirius and Devon himself. many in disbelief. for no alarm was tripped. then he is going to know everything! He’s going to put everything he has behind getting his hands on Harry. watching the chaos that was quickly spreading. we slipped through your tight security and we destroyed many items without even being seen. Though Severus wasn’t concerned much either. he wasn’t surprised to see Remus and Sirius asleep in bed. “It’s an embarrassment. he was simply sitting back in his chair and staring at Devon carefully. “We’re not going to do anything. Special Correspondence of the Daily Prophet newspaper. and he’s going to kill him!” . If Voldemort had the prophecy. and then fell straight back into their dreamless slumber. there were aurors here. Unspeakables. if we look at the vandalism. It was meant to be mocking. Dumbledore looked up at them all and then took off his glasses as he pinched the bridge of his nose. Even Dumbledore looked several years older than he actually was. “This was not an organised attack to take over the ministry. Devon answered for him. He hadn’t even bothered to wonder why Dumbledore had called an immediate order meeting that morning. Albus?” Molly Weasley whispered. to say ‘Look here. filled with the usual amount of paper work and slacking off.When he entered his quarters.” Minister Scrimgeour said in an exclusive interview with the Daily Prophet. People quietened down and all turned to stare at the headmaster.’ It was simply a warning. even before breakfast could take place in the Great Hall. “If Voldemort does not have the prophecy … who does?” “Nobody. He made his way through the winding corridor and met Draco on the way. Harry rarely stayed in the prefect common room anymore.“We aren’t going to do anything. Severus was already eating when Harry found him in the small dining room/kitchen and Harry had about an hour before he had to meet Devon in the Great Hall. and then smashed it.” Devon replied quietly. “I took Harry with me.” “How did you get it?” Dumbledore asked slowly and Devon blinked. eager to know what it was that they did. but then realised what he meant by that. . He dressed in the best robes he could find. Eventually. of course.” The meeting broke up soon after that. even if they were pissed about the fact that Devon hadn’t told them. really. The teen smirked as he read the headline. Allowed him to hear it for himself. “Rather good job I did.” Everyone stared at him again with open disbelief. They were going to the Ministry today. emerald green with silver silk lining. Weeks ago. He does not have the prophecy. including Albus. staring straight into Devon’s eyes. the old headmaster spoke up. “I figured it would happen-” “My dad didn’t know anything about it. quietly. shrugging.” Devon repeated calmly. with relief felt all around at the knowledge that Voldemort was as clueless as he always was. Quite satisfying it was to. know it. and so decided to elaborate.” “… You destroyed the prophecy? And didn’t tell us!” Moody growled this time. because Voldemort is not going to do anything. making several people jump.” Draco said. “Nobody has it. “Besides. after all … and Devon by default. Severus ‘supposedly’ was the only one who knew how to light the torches. it was just a dangerous invitation sitting there as it was. The teen then snickered. because it has been destroyed. He smirked coldly when people just kept staring at him though. don’t you think?” Devon replied mildly. The blonde shook his head. not even blinking at the glares. as he rolled out of Severus’ bed and landed on his feet on the soft black carpet. he must have forgotten the billion times he was in the room and watched the special movements he made with his wand. He grumbled and waved his hand and threw a ball of flames up onto the torch allowing the room to be lit up. He yawned and walked over to the wardrobe and opened it. Harry himself was actually looking forward to it. to meet the Unspeakables and Devon was going to decide who he wanted to teach Harry. pale. --------The next morning Harry winced. glaring at her now as he crossed his arms over his chest. and handed Harry the paper. different to the aurors. those who need to know it. banging his gnarled hand on the wooden table forcefully. “We aren’t going to do anything. Only Harry or Voldemort would have been able to touch it. he now had his own little side full of clothing. The department was down on the lowest level of the Ministry. but didn’t let anything cross his face as he glanced around slowly. where things were still being cleared up. of course. Ron. the walls of the room will revolve quite fast. They walked down to the apparation point in silence. slowly. That one there in the middle . Harry.’ ‘Test us?’ Harry sent back sharply. ‘A duel. however. Hermione. and bombarded him with questions… well Luna just listened with her arm linked through Harry’s. We are much more powerful than any of these – but they have skill. black. That man in the middle. “Yeah!” Devon chuckled slightly at the excitement in his cousin’s voice and he put his arm around Harry’s shoulders and led him down through the doors and into the department. we have some things to do. Don’t let them see. and Neville all came running up to him. The floor was highly polished from what Harry could tell.he didn’t get anything. Ginny. They went through the telephone box entrance to get to the main hall. He knew what was coming now. Devon. It’s done to make it impossible to determine which door leads to which room. on the ninth floor. knowing that they had to make a deal of showing their arrival. they wont hurt you just do the best you can and I’ll be right at your side. The room was lit by candles which appeared to be burning blue.” he squeezed Harry’s shoulders a bit firmly. are going to test us. and possibly quite a few others.” Draco didn’t look convinced. giving the whole room an eerie look. ‘When this door shuts. and another wizard stood in the very centre of the room.’ He instructed carefully. ‘Wand out Harry. but what attracted his attention mostly. Devon stared over at Harry. Hermione gave him a dark look before turning the other way with open irritation. “C’mon Harry. He grinned to himself as he thought about the looks on their faces. but don’t worry about that now. he had no idea that Devon had gone to the hall of prophecy and smashed the round sphere. Then they entered the department itself. The Great Hall was swarming with chatter. He could tell by the stances of the wizards that Devon was right though. they found themselves standing inside a circular room that was lined with several plain. “Are you ready?” he asked and Harry nodded with a grin. He wondered if his cousin told the order yet. When they appeared in the hallway toward the Department of Mysteries. Devon was still holding the door that they had walked through open. It was no secret that Hermione hated to be cut off… especially by a teacher because most teachers enjoyed listening to her… except Harry’s Slytherin love. had other plans and broke the conversation up halfway through Hermione’s long definition of ‘real’ prophecies. Luna. many eyes trailed over Harry as he entered. He glanced around to look at the wizards and then smirked when he recognised the one in the very middle. were the wizards that stood at the side of each door. handleless doors.“That’s all right. his robes swishing as he turned. and Devon turned to the one in centre. He knew exactly how some of these fought and Croaker was one that he had called friend… as was Danton. He had his wand out in a matter of seconds and as soon as the walls started revolving. had the advantage. flinging light curses at first to get a feel for the others style. did very well at dodging and shielding. He didn’t bother playing as he spat out curse after curse after curse. He hadn’t been expecting a physical attack. the curses grew in ferocity and strength and they moved into a fully fledge duel. Do your best. shooting out as many curses as he could while he dodged. I’ve been taught by him. Neither of them said anything. He shrugged indifferently. weighing and searching for weaknesses. so don’t feel embarrassed. but was still pushed directly into defence. who was the one fighting with Harry. Devon was able to send a look over to his cousin.’ he sent softly. Croaker if he wasn’t much mistaken. his wand aimed and fired curses of his own. Harry had been woken up and dragged to the edge of the room. . and very few people knew that his left leg was bad. and shifted his own curses from clean to nasty as Croaker too upped the level. he felt more than heard as Harry went down. of course. and ducked down. so as to not startle his younger self.’ Harry sent a mental nod back and Devon stepped further inside the room. and then turned to Danton. and felt the answering tension that Harry sent back. they just continued to stare. could hear the sound of robes swishing and then Devon had enough time to light up the room brightly before he too was attacked by another of the Unspeakables. he cancelled the blue candlelight so that they were in the dark.had me on my back in less than five minutes when I first met him … and apparently that was a long time. Devon went for the one weakness that he knew Croaker had. letting the door close slowly. A third that had been making the way out from his position to fight with Devon backed away on command. seeing the surprise even as he went down. None of the Unspeakables said anything. simply stunned. seeing him moving with the reflexes that he was famous for. The Unspeakable. leaving the middle one to deal with Harry. seeing that he had a scratch on his face but was otherwise unharmed. both in a stance ready to fight and then started. Devon had the advantage. Then it happened. The two of them eyed each other for a minute. Danton. They exchanged curses and just as Devon disarmed and stunned this one. ‘Use one or two of the Dark Curses. moving forward with each one. didn’t even bother with the usual taunts. as had the other two unspeakables. He could hear Harry’s quiet cursing. fired a curse and then moved with an almost impossible speed and kicked the leg out from under his old friend. When they had a ‘feel’ for each other. He ran his gaze quickly over his younger self. Devon. knowing that the other would not respond. and was now watching everything curiously. They circled around each other. Once again. Devon immobilised him with a stunner and then barely had time to turn around before another Unspeakable stepped out. He dodged a curse immediately. Danton had him in defence. they are not expecting it. Devon smirked. Don’t you people follow the news?” “Not generally. “Are you quite finished?” he asked coldly.” Devon interrupted firmly. as he tilted up his cousins head and looked at the scratch on his cheek. “It would be our pleasure.” Devon nodded. So. he straightened up and pulled Harry to his feet as well. It didn’t work.” “So does my nephew. When he received a nod. “Are you okay?” he asked softly. He watched as a wide grin crossed the other man’s face. “He is powerful…” “And he needs to be taught how to use it. he turned around. you refuse…?” “You want us to teach Mr.” “Who are you?” Danton asked with a frown as he pulled himself to his feet smoothly. and that is why we are here. Seeing that Devon wasn’t even tiring in the least.” Danton replied carelessly. no. “I’m fine. keeping hold of the others wand. . Every now and again. instead of moving around a lot and dodging. unless. and when Devon nodded. I aim to kill. both pointed down. crossing his arms over his chest. looking down into the shocked eyes that stared back up at him. watching as it cleared up immediately. other than to teach. he flung a curse that went straight through the shield and Danton had to block. but still coolly. weakening it with every single curse that hit. he turned to study Harry. “I am Devon Evander Potter. Danton dropped the ruse and the duelling started for real. When that was done. Two hours. Harry Potter’s cousin. he had been expecting that.” Devon replied. “Make sure that’s the last time you draw your wand in our presence. glancing at Devon warily now. He allowed a smirk to cross his own face as he eyed them all coolly. Potter?” Danton asked slowly.” Harry replied but Devon ignored him for the minute and ran healing fingers over the scratch. “Surely the Minister explained? You’re going to give my cousin here a few lessons. “You have some power to your name. next time. and crouched down in front of a still-dizzy Harry. Devon was standing over the fallen Unspeakable with two wands in his hand. and he had certainly enjoyed teaching Devon himself when it finally came down to that. trying to make Devon think that he was slow.Andrew Danton was one that liked to make his opponent underestimate him. and Devon didn’t even appear to be out of breath. Danton was a person who loved to train raw energies. he pulled up the strongest shield he could. Everyone else stared. of course. Devon kept moving as he fired spell after spell after spell at the shield. and now his guardian. turning to face Danton. thirty minutes and twenty nine seconds later. shrugging off the questions about himself. but only with Danton and a few others. the Unspeakables raised their arms out in front of them and pushed up both sleeves. with Wilson in the middle.” He said and then smirked again. should I find the mark on any one of you. and what the strong points of each person were. whether he had it now or not was another matter all together. his expression otherwise blank. He didn’t answer any questions about himself. glaring at Devon something fierce. until eventually Devon was stood in front of him. The closer he drew. and had tried to kill him. “He’s dead. and he removed every concealment charm he knew. but surely. and who he wanted to teach his younger self.“Then you won’t mind lining up and bearing your arms to me first then. watching as the Unspeakables balked for a minute. and Wilson took a step back. Richard Wilson had had the mark when Devon was nineteen. He just said what he wanted. stood side by side. . Perhaps they were determined to prove him wrong. will you?” he asked casually. unwavering. didn’t answer when they asked how he knew who was who. So you might want to consider getting a way while you can. “Oops.” Both Devon and Harry watched. The meeting continued. Danton himself remained where he was. but whatever the reason. looking briefly at the one man he knew to have the mark. Devon started at the end of the line. the more panicked the man got.” he hissed and Devon lifted an eyebrow. he was marked. a week from now. and they agreed. The fact that the man smashed his head hard on the wall first before he slid to the wall. they had a lot of paper work to fill out. judging by the sudden paling. and the sweating. did as they were told. when they found the mark exactly where Devon had known it would be. but found nothing. They would meet again. He checked for a pulse. as Devon told them especially of the deal that the Minister had made with them. Of course. Well. The man turned and fled. “I’ll tell you now. Slowly. He moved onto the next. was completely … accidental. Danton slipped out of the line and moved over to his fallen co-worker. but at a nod from Danton. but Devon cut him down with a very effective stunner. staring straight into Devon’s eyes. then I will kill you on the spot. as the Unspeakables immediately went about checking their worker for the Dark Mark. Devon took out his wand.