Thread: Adderstrike(HP)Church/Moon

Raze looked a little puzzled at Blake when he dashed off but shrugged and let the other go. he never realized the other didn't come back but Snape did. he even found the note, panic seized him for a long moment, his heart slamming in his throat as he realized exactly who Blake was, and that there where people waiting for him in his apartment. grumpy people and a werewolf who was a day away from the full moon. shit. he ran straight to Harry, showed him the note and explained why Blake was in danger. he didn't even get to explain, all that came out of his mouth was 'Blake is in danger' before the world started to rush around as Harry started snapping orders. just as Blake started to scream again the front door slammed open and Snape walked in, his eyes brimming with rage. What the FUCK are you doing to MY charge?! Snape demanded, his voice filled with rage as he glared at Moony and Mad-Eye. you blasted imbeciles! he snarled, flicking his wand, sending Remus into the wall, just because he hated him and glared furiously at Mad-Eye pointing at a Camera. DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT IS!? it was a video camera, the feed leading directly to Adderstrike, who had been watching the 'Order of the Phoenix' and the Aurors for some time now. Adderstrike has been watching this place ever since the Boy disappeared! Snape snarled. They are no doubt sending a copy of the tape to the Aurors! your all FUCKED for torturing a young boy! what the hell where you THINKING using a Cruciatus on a child?! Snape demanded, shaking his head. your in trouble for this one Mad-Eye and not even Dumbledore will be able to save you now! he stalked over to Blake and gently stroked the boy's hair out of his face. are you alright Blake? he asked softly, his eyes meeting Blake's, using a more refined Legillemency than 'the woman' had used. ' This might not work, if i get attacked, don't try to help me, Harry is on the way, he had to make a pit stop for something, he'll get you out, and get you fixed up in no time. they won't kill me, they need me too much. ' the thought was in Snape's voice, in Blake's mind. Zach had done this on occasion when he and Blake where hiding and needed to be completely silent. he looked up as there was another click, and in walked Harry Potter, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, a gun in one hand and a wand in the other. So, i hear you are looking for me. Harry stated, his eyes narrowed. i also know that you have tortured a child, and that really pisses me off. Harry snarled, his emerald eyes looking around the room, flicking his hair out of his face, revealing the lightning bolt shaped scar. i am Harry James Potter! King of Adderstrike, and i have already named my successor should i die. you will never win over Adderstrike... he smirked at the people gathered. are you the Aurors today, or the Order of the Phoenix? oh and don't bother destroying my Video Camera, i already sent the tape to your ministry, the lot of you are as screwed as a whore on extacy. he smirked a little, his Gun coming up when one of them tried to come closer. i only want the boy, i've been looking for him for a while you know. i had been under the belief that his mothers cracked up boyfriend had killed him... that's what she told me anyway. he paused. now that i think about it, she might have been trying to protect him, Adderstrike doesn't make it a habit of punishing families for a single person's misdeeds but she was never really Adderstrike in more than name, and probobly didn't know. he mused. i stopped looking for him when i realized there wasn't a trace of him left in the city. it occurs to me now that his magic was probobly shielding himself from anyone actively looking for him. which is why you couldn't find him either. there was a long pause and then Harry's eyes narrowed. and this thing about Zach... what do you know about Zach? he asked, his tone... strange. Harry was beginning to realize that these people had been after Zach as well. Death eaters, Aurors, and now the Order of the Phoenix had wanted Zach... just what had the old man been up to? it troubled harry. he felt as if he was missing something very important. something that he needed to know about Zach. he wanted to think that the other wasn't a traitor but... what if he was? a four way spy maybe? and simply let the wrong information slip out on accident? Harry could easily forgive that and have Zach's name put up on the Wall. maybe he'd been tricked? or tortured? or drugged? and why where these people going after Blake of all people? because he had known Zach or because of his mother? Harry needed to know these things, which was only half of the reason why he had come himself. Snape was carefully untying Blake, and pulled a potion out of one of is pockets, uncorking it and gently settling it to Blake's lips. Drink this, Son. it will make the pain ease... it won't go away but it will hurt less. Snape murmured softly, carefully helping Blake to drink. Well, don't you want me anymore? Harry demanded, wondering why they where all staring at him like that, feeling unease curl in his belly. why where they looking at him as if they knew him? Ha... Harry Potter? one of the few unvoiced people asked, stunned. you... but your dead. everyone knows it... No, i'm not dead. i would have been if Adderstrike hadn't found me. and how DARE you use my name! i neither know you, nor like you! no you don't understand! your the Chosen One!... what do you mean you would have died? Harry stared at the woman, a sharp nosed little bitch of a bint. oh, i get it. Harry growled. i know what's going on now. i remember Zach telling me once that i was a celebrity. oh he knew all about me, and how i ended up with that... FILTH! Snape grimaced a little. Harry was starting to get angry, he could see the paper and the lighter things littered about the house starting to shake. i was left on a doorstep in the middle of one of the coldest months of the year with nothing but a blanket and a letter. i was lucky i didn't fucking freeze to death before that bitch of a woman found me! i spent the next five years after that, living in a cupboard under the stairs. from the time i could walk i was expected to cook, clean, garden, paint, and be a whipping boy. i suffered more beatings before the age of seven than any of you have the collection of your lives combined! when i turned six, they moved me out to the shed, because i was 'taking up valuable space'. it was winter, i had no heat, no blanket, no bed, just cold, hard ground. his hand raised, this time pointing at the woman who had spoken. you people, you... Magi abandoned me to the worst sort of filth and now you torture innocent children. is it any wonder i refused to go to your filthy schools and live in your filthy world?! Snape was glad that Harry was being such a distraction, because it gave him time to scoop Blake up into his arms and start backing away towards the window, hoping to escape before everything turned into a massive clusterfuck.