Snogging Pox

Fatigue

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It was agreed and once the house elves took the plates away they went to Severus's living quarters, but to their surprise they were met with a furious potion master who had his wand pointed at Harry ...

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"STAY OUT OF MY WAY, HARRY! I'M GOING TO MURDER HIM!" Severus barked as he made his way to the floo powder over the fireplace, but a dagger came out of nowhere and hit the floo powder jar in a way so the lid was sealed shut. "HARRY, REMOVE THIS DAGGER!!"

"Not until you calm down and tell us what happened." Harry said as he, Draco and Blaise slowly came into the room. Seeing Severus this furious meant something happened and it was bad ...

Severus didn't even seem to stop for a breath as he ranted on, "I worked for that bastard for nearly two fucking decades! I risked my life to go undercover as a spy so they can have information and for all that Dumbledore tried to spike my meal with potions! Fucking potions! Does he think so low of me that he doesn't think I know how to find potions in what I eat-..." The potions professor trailed off. His chest hurt and his vision was blurring ... his knees suddenly gave way as he completely blacked out.

Harry bolted forward and caught Severus before he hit the floor, "Severus!" Harry adjusted his grip and felt for a pulse on the potion master's neck as Draco and Blaise rushed over. "He's alright, just unconscious. I'll get him to bed." Harry said as she scooped Severus up bridal style and went to the bedroom.

"I'll help-" Draco was about to follow after Harry, but he froze in horror when he saw cauldrons steaming in Severus's private lab. "Shit, he has potions brewing! I'll keep an eye on them- wait, we should do something about his meal."

Blaise nodded as he followed Draco into the lab, "Let me handle that." He said as he snatched a large empty flask before running back to the meal where he started scraping the food off the plate with the fork and into the flask. "Ok, I got most of it so it looks like he ate enough. Do you need any help here?" He asked as he set the food filled vial on the shelf.

"No, I know these potions. I have no clue why my godfather is brewing them, but I'm sure he'll explain." Draco said as he searched the already prepped ingredients next to either cauldron, which was how he identified the potions being brewed.

"Ok, then I'll help Harry." Blaise paused just before leaving lab when he saw a house elf gather the plates and waited until the creature left ...

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While being as gentle as possible Harry laid the professor on the bed and began undressing him so he would be more comfortable. First, the professor's shoes and socks hit the floor, but that revealed another issue. "Where did these bruises come from?" Harry pondered feeling a spark of anger as his fingers caressed the purpling splotch on Severus's ankle.

A nagging feeling made Harry continue removing clothes. After undoing only three buttons on Severus's shirt more bruises were revealed. The thought of the injuries being even worse under the rest of the clothes prompted the green eyed wizard to pull out his wand and spell away all of Severus's clothes. Sure enough several bruises were revealed and the pattern suggested one thing ... the torture curse. Most think the horrid curse doesn't leave marks and for the most part that's true, but with all that thrashing in pain it's not hard to believe that you do see marks sometimes. Also if the curse is cast multiple times on a person the curse alone will damage the body. Harry knows this first hand after being tortured by Voldemort at the end of the Tri-wizard Tournament. Training in Godric's training room has helped him fight even under the curse and he sees what occurs since temporary illusions of those injuries are left behind ...