Story: Dirty Little Secret
Rating: M+ in later chapters
Warnings: Violence, abuse, dub-con, character death, some BDSM
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all the Potterverse does not belong to me it all belongs to JK Rowling and her publishers and affiliates. Also, the idea for this story comes from the video on youtube by the same name, by theflyingpumpkin. You can find the video at www dot youtube dot com / watch?v equals n3j5rf7zM but in the normal form. If you can't figure the URL out from that send me a private message and I'll get back to you with it.
Summary (from original video): After some insistence from Snape, Harry becomes involved in what he thinks will be some very exciting, passionate sex "classes" with his older and more experienced teacher. Soon, but still too late, he realises he is falling deeper and deeper into a terrible nightmare with only one way out. Will the price be too high to pay?
Dirty Little Secret
Silence. It echoed. There was nothing to describe it. It was so strong, such oppressing silence. It was so silent it hurt. He finally moved and his footfalls broke the deadly silence. They echoed around the room, mingling with the silence. He was suddenly calm. He imagined he must be quite a sight. Hair messier than usual, glasses cracked and broken, his clothes and skin and face stained with what appeared to be mud, tear tracks having made paths through the mud under his eyes. In his right hand he held his wand down by his side.
Harry Potter walked through the Great Hall of Hogwarts, the students all staring at him. He could imagine the thoughts that must be going through their minds. Had something happened with Voldemort? Were they free of Voldemort's evil reign? But no, Harry thought, this was something much different. Albus Dumbledore stood from his position at the head table as Harry made his way through the tables of students towards the front of the grand room. Still the only sound was the echoes of his feet.
"Harry?" Dumbledore said softly. "What has happened?"
Harry didn't answer straight away. The whole hall was listening to this conversation.
"Harry?" Dumbledore tried again. Harry saw in the corner of his eye Hermione rushing to get to his side from where she was seated at the Gryffindor table. He turned quickly to face the rest of the students.
"The Ministry will be here soon," Harry mumbled softly, but still the entire Hogwarts population heard.
"Why do you say that Harry?" Dumbledore queried.
"Because," Harry took a deep breath. "The Ministry can sense when an Unforgivable has been cast and where can't they?"
"Yes of course they can my dear boy," Dumbledore assured him. Just at that point Hermione reached him and latched onto his arm. She leaned over to whisper urgently to him, looking him in the eye.
"What's happened Harry? What happened with Snape? Are you alright? Harry talk to me!" she demanded. She had tried to keep her voice quiet but they were the only ones talking in the whole hall. Everyone's attention was focused solely on The Boy Who Lived.
"Miss Granger what has this to do with Professor Snape?" Dumbledore asked.
Instead of Hermione replying, it was Harry.
The whole hall took a nearly unanimous gasp.
"Harry what do you mean?" Dumbledore demanded.
"I killed him. I KILLED HIM!" Harry screamed, falling to the floor on his knees. Just at that moment Aurors burst through the doors to the Great Hall and rushed forward.
"Professor Dumbledore!" the leader of the group exclaimed as he neared the front of the hall. "The killing curse has been reportedly used on your premises. We have a warrant to search the grounds and question the necessary people."
Dumbledore glanced warily from Harry to the Auror and back. His eyes were full of pain and disappointment.
"There will be no need. I believe you will find that the killing curse was used on Professor Severus Snape. Where will they find the body Harry?" he said glancing at him wearily. Harry had just confessed to murder in front of the entire student body. There was nothing he could do.
"In his private chambers, in the dungeons," Harry whispered, his voice cracking.
"Harry!" Hermione exclaimed as the seriousness of what had happened hit her. "Harry what have you done!" She fell to the floor next to him and pulled him into a tight embrace and sobbed into his shoulder. Harry just stared ahead from his position kneeling on the ground, his eyes dead and blank.
"Headmaster?" the Auror in charge queried. He had already delegated some of his squad to go and retrieve the body.
Harry emotionlessly pushed Hermione off of himself and approached the Auror. Hermione threw herself sobbing onto him again and it made him stop his mindless advance. "Hermione, Hermione shush. It's all right. I know what I did, I have to take the consequences. Hermione please don't make this harder for me."
"Harry, we'll fix this, I promise!" she said, releasing him and stepping back, wiping her eyes.
"Be strong Hermione, for me, OK?"
She nodded helplessly.
Harry again moved towards the Aurors. He held out his hands, his wand still held in his right palm. He flipped it around so that he was holding the point, the handle facing the Aurors. They looked and the saviour of the Wizarding World in confusion.
"I killed Professor Snape." He said to them. It took them a minute for the information to sink in.
"No! It can't be!" The leading Auror said. "Please tell me you didn't, that this is all a joke."
The Auror looked at his companions, one of them being the metamorphamagus, Tonks, who currently looked horrified. The lead Auror gestured to arrest him. They moved forward cautiously, as if hoping someone would stop them and tell them it was all a prank, they didn't really have to arrest The Boy Who Lived. Tonks stepped forward and took Harry's wand. She smiled a weak smile at him, and whispered an uncertain "It'll be OK," before the others cast a body bind spell on his limbs, and then conjured ropes to tie themselves around him.
"You are under arrest for the murder of Severus Snape, you have the right to remain silent, and anything you do say can be used against you in a court of law. Because you are under seventeen an independent adult must be present for all questioning," another of the Auror's recited, moving to touch his shoulder as he spoke. Then he pulled out a Portkey that could be activated by a password, and Harry and five of the Aurors disappeared from Hogwarts.
AN: OK, If you read the Disclaimer, you would know that this story is based on a video on youtube. I want to thank theflyingpumpkin (TFP) for letting me use the idea for this story. I hope you've liked it so far and that you continue to read! Please review, I would love feed back on this story. I've never written Snape as vicious and malicious before so it's quite a new thing for me. I have a lot of this already written so you wont have to worry about long waits for updates. I will update once a week on Wednesdays, just so you know. Enjoy!