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The abuse from the Dursley's went to far that summer, Harry returned to school quiet and solemn. His friends to caught up in themselves didn't notice. Feeling alone and hurt, Harry hides himself away.
Severus Snape finally notices the abuse and finds himself caught between his loyalty for the Dark Lord and his vow to protect Lily's son, learning the truth of that summer, Severus finds himself comforting and helping a distraught teenager engaging the help of the Malfoys.
In the meantime Voldemort resurrected and mentally sound begins to start his war again, to bring the magical world back to where it should be.
This is a fic of hurt, suffering and pain that a child can endure to find comfort, love and support something that Harry never thought he would be allowed to have. There is mentions of abuse (rape) but no explicit details, this is more the emotional aftermaths and Harry learning that he is worthy of love. Whilst a war is happening and Voldemort is rational and wanting to take over without a blood bath.
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Everything in life comes with a price. Question is: are you willing to pay it?
Harry Potter had always thought that there was no price too high to defeat Voldemort. That was until he found out that the price was his own life.
"Are you sure, Professor? Is that what he said?"
Snape looked down at him. Pity in his eyes. It looked strange. Unfamiliar.
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Sirius Black and Severus Snape are late for a Death Eater Meeting
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09 Mar 2026
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Please, no. Harry thinks, shuddering in abject terror.
The pink of him darkens and glitters like a pixie has dusted him, blessing his squirming body with a greenish sparkle that looks like gemstones winking in the near darkness. It’s nigh erotic, the way the strong muscles warp and bend like writhing arms trapped under soft, thick blankets.
Strength returns to his hips, his torso, and as though he was rising from the dead, he arches back up, his legs—his tail—propelling him to a standing position. The muscles clench as he feels the skin, the scales, itself grip the ground and pull back in order to help raise the top of his body. Still, he looks behind him again, and sees that the muscles in his—tail—are thick, readily able to support his weight.
Oh this is bad. This is very bad.
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“You’re in quite a bit of debt, Harry,” Tom finally said.
It didn’t matter what that meant. He owed nothing to these people, and he knew that.
“I’m pretty sure I’d remember if I agreed to owe someone anything.”
“Orion,” Tom murmured. Orion stood from his place on the settee and took a deep breath.
“First day I spelled your bedding together, when you didn’t. You left your trunk open, and even then you were almost late to breakfast—”
“Yes, thank you Orion, I appreciate all that, but you didn’t have to do it,” Harry interjected.
“On the contrary, Slytherin has standards to uphold,” Tom pulled out his wand in a slender hand with fingers that wouldn’t have been out of place on a pianist. “Within the house, there is much order to maintain. We have a system that works effectively if you work with it. Simply do as you are supposed to do as a Pureblooded Slytherin and an Heir to a noble house and there will be no issues. But persist in demonstrating that you are unworthy, force your classmates to pick up the slack for you, and well, Harry, you will be in debt for your mistakes.”
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