Harry stared at the snake face in front of him. He knew he was dreaming, he wasn't stupid enough to not understand that good old Voldie Moldie had taken his mind and brought him elsewhere. He tried to quench the panic he was feeling, but Voldie curse him was grinning, and being grinned at by a humanoid snake isn't exactly non panic inducing.

"Good of you to come." Snake for brains said sitting down in a chair, Harry narrowed his eyes.

"Such a pleasure to see you again to, Tom." Harry said making his feelings known. The man raised his eyebrow and tsked, yes actually tsked him. The gall of some villains!

"Now Mr. Potter that is not my name." Old Scaley said. Harry snorted and folded his arms, at this point he was fit to be tied, he was tired of adults, and he was sick and tired of Voldemort popping up whenever things seem to calm down.

"It is to, you never filled out the proper papers in order to legally change your name so you are still Tom Marvolo Riddle, until such a time you do legally change your name to Voldemort, but you'd have to bribe some people to even want to help you. You don't play well with others you know." Harry said in the most serious of tones. Voldemort glared at him.

"Sorry but Snape's is much much worse, try growing hair and never washing it, then maybe get a nose job and you might be even at the same level as him." Harry said smirking. Voldemort, fear of the wizarding realm stared at Harry in shock. "I know, I know I'm brilliant, you know I could probably look up a nice plastic Surgeon."

"Cruico!" Voldemort yelled and Harry fell to the ground and felt pain erupt for a whole minute before Voldemort ended the spell. Harry panted, yup he had that coming and would that make him stop?

"Was wondering when you were going to do that Tommy Boy." Harry said over the aches he felt. Voldemort sneered.

"Mr. Potter, if you do not want to die in this par-." The Dark lord began but was forced to stop as Harry burst out into laughter.

"Um, don't you want me dead, as in have been trying to kill me the past fifteen almost sixteen years?" Harry said trying to stop laughing. Voldemort glared at Harry...the boy was absolutely impossible.

"Perhaps a lesson now, and then the next time you can remember to bow before me." He sneered.

"Bow, got it, how low do you want the bow, waist or all the way hands and knees bow?" Harry asked soberly. Voldemort stared at Harry before pointing his wand at Harry.

"Crucio!!" he hissed at Harry, and Harry was forced to scream as the pain only seemed to increase. The world darkened and a pair of hands tried to keep him still. He fought against the hands that tried to hold him still.

"For the love of Merlin stop fighting me boy!" An exasperated voice snapped out. He knew that voice, struggling he opened his eyes to see that it was Snape who was trying to hold him still. Snape tightened his hold. "Don't fight me!" He barked at Harry who blinked at him he let out a shuddering breath before he spoke.

"Tom doesn't have a sense of humor sir." He remarked and watched as Snape gaped at him. Then very slowly the Potions master began to speak.

"You're telling me you just had a dream-." He began but Harry interrupted him.

"More like live action vision." He remarked wincing, his body was still convulsing which was odd because it didn't hurt as nearly as much as he thought it should. Snape gave him one of his glares and continued.

"As I was saying you were having a dream with Voldemort and you...insulted him?" Snape asked trying to get the facts straight. Harry pouted, his body didn't want to stop twitching, which was getting on his nerves because Snape was still pinning him down.

"Yes. Well no, all I did was point out that legally his name is still Tom, that his glare is nothing compared to yours, and when he said he wanted me to bow down I had to ask how low, because there's a dif..." Harry said but Snape clapped a hand over his mouth finally releasing him as his body had reduced to only slight shudders. Snape continued to glare at him, obviously he wasn't pleased with Harry's cunning, which made the teen annoyed. He thought himself rather brave considering he was facing a mass murderer and not cowering in fear. The potions master opened his mouth intending to lecture the boy but he stopped himself sighing. A lecture wouldn't make a difference, the idiot was apt to get himself into more trouble. Standing he gave Harry a menacing look.

"Stay put, I am going to go get a potion for you." He said stiffly. Harry groaned closing his eyes.

"With all due respect sir, I don't want one." Harry said and yelped as a hand stretched out his left arm, it was stiff and very painful. He glared at Snape who gently released it. Without a word he left the room, Harry groaned closing his eyes again tiredly. Sighing he shifted hissing at the stiffness that he felt, forcing himself to sit up. Blinking he looked around locating the book he had been reading when snake for brains had decided to pay him a spectral visit. Flipping to the page he left off at, he went back to reading, maybe if he was involved in something Snape wouldn't force him to drink a potion.

He didn't bother looking up as he heard Snape re-enter the room.

"Take off your shirt Potter." Snape commanded and Harry was forced to look up gaping.

"Sir?" he asked. Snape rolled his eyes and sat next to Harry.

"Take off your shirt, you expressed a desire not to drink a potion so this is going to be the alternative." Snape snapped, sometimes he wondered where the brains Potter was supposed to have were hiding. The teen blinked making no move to do as he was ordered, hissing at him Snape grabbed the shirt and began tugging it off.

"Hey!" Harry snarled but Snape pulled the shirt off completely tossing it out of Harry's reach, then he uncapped a jar. Harry settled himself into a nice teenage pout and jumped as cool hands smoothed cream into his shoulder. He started to pull away until the hands began to dig into his muscles and he nearly moaned in pleasure. Snape smirked at his ward's reaction; he always did like how people reacted to his potions and other creations. Digging even deeper he moved his other hand to work on Harry's other shoulder.

"You have five minutes to stop that..." Harry slurred to his professor who shocked him by chuckling. The potions Master continued to massage the cream into the teen's shoulders.

"Mr. Potter, in five minutes you will most likely be asleep." Snape said thoroughly amused. Harry grumbled and closed his eyes as Snape's hands began to work on his neck. Harry muttered his body beginning to sag, Snape paused and helped the teen to lay on his stomach ignoring the growls he was given for doing so, conjuring a pillow he placed it by Harry's head gently getting the boy to lay said head on it. Which of course earned him a dirty look until he went back to work on his neck. He shook his head in wonderment, did the teen actually ever relax his body, even having felt the effects of the curse, a body shouldn't contain this many knots.

"You shouldn't be able to do this." Harry muttered as Snape moved to between his shoulder blades. Snape raised an eyebrow.

"Do what Potter?" he questioned as he pressed harder earning a hiss of pain from the teen. He didn't apologize, just scooped more of the cream into his hands and rubbed them together before getting back to work on the same spot getting another hiss.

"Stop tha' hurts..." the teen slurred grumpily moving to sit up, but Snape pushed him back down.

"It hurts, Potter because it is tightened too much. It wont hurt once I deal with it so be still." Snape ordered earning him a muttered swear. "Now what was I not supposed to be able to do?" he questioned hoping to distract the boy.

"Do what ever it is your doing." Was his answer. Snape smirked and pressed harder feeling the knot finally loosening slightly. The teen hissed again but didn't make a move to try to get him to stop.

"You mean massaging? I don't see why not." Snape answered distracting the boy again.

"Is to, cause' then you'd have to have actually human bodily contact. Didn't peg you to like that." Harry slurred closing his eyes tensing as the hands dug deep into his muscles. Snape snorted.

"I may not like students Potter, but I don't always mind human contact as you put it." He said frowning at the muscle that refused to cooperate.

"Then how come you don't have a girl friend or wife?" the teen asked shocking Snape into stopping. Snape blinked and sneered at Harry's back digging again, while he thought over his response.

"I suppose because I was a death eater. Not many women want to date a death eater." He said finally smiling as the muscle loosened completely earning him a groan of pleasure from the teen.

"Thas' not fair, cause you may be a git and all, but they shouldn't judge you on your past." Harry mumbled. Snape raised an eyebrow moving his hands directly beneath Harry's shoulders now. He guessed in five more minutes the teen would be relaxed enough to sleep.

"I am surprised you would say that Mr. Potter. Might I ask why?" he questioned as he worked. Harry groaned as another painful muscle loosened.

"Don' know. Just doesn't seem right that something you did in the past should reflect the rest of your life." Harry mumbled. Two minutes, Snape thought as he worked on the middle of Harry's back.

"Like you and your scar? Destined to battle with a dark lord for something that was out of your control?" Snape asked, he felt the boy tense beneath his hands, and quickly soothed the muscles making him relax again.

"Yeah...didn't ask to bloody well off him years ago. But I will fight him again eventually." Harry said in a sleepy voice. Snape frowned.

"Fight him as what?" the potions master asked almost holding his breath as he massaged the lower back. Less than a minute, he guessed.

"I don't know...don't wanna have ta' fight for a living..."Harry said and then fell into a deep sleep. Snape let out the breath as he gently rolled Harry over to his back careful not to wake the teen and began to work on the front of his shoulder.

"At least that's something." He commented softly as he worked. He was silent, lost in his thoughts, which were confused. This was Harry Potter, Son of James Potter, champion of the light. He was surprised earlier when Harry had showed interest in healing, and now the boy telling him that he didn't want to fight...perhaps there was hope yet.

Over by the door a blonde haired teen covered his shock by slipping quietly from the room, he frowned as he walked to the stairs sitting down on them. Stupid Potter had gone and done it...the dahmed idiot had gone and made him actually like AND respect him.

"There goes the game..." He muttered, he rather liked the game he and Potter had played, trading insults and hexes. Sighing he leaned back on the stairs pondering his current dilemma. He could get his Slytherin year mates to lay off Potter, and once Harry showed his Slytherin side to them they would most likely be friends, but he wasn't sure what the Weasel would think of it, he was sure the mud-the muggle raised witch wouldn't mind, not after he, Draco shuddered, offered her an apology for the abysmal way he had treated her. Dahm it to Merlin!! Potter was beginning to rub off on him! Grumbling he turned his head as Snape slipped from the library door.

"He asleep?" the blonde haired teen questioned and Snape nodded.

"For now, did you enjoy what you heard?" his godfather questioned and Draco rolled his eyes.

"No of course not! But I'll be dahmed if it doesn't make me respect him...okay what do you want Severus?" Draco finally asked calling Snape by his first name, something he had avoided since Potter had been around. Snape smirked, not a good sign the teen grimaced.

"What do you plan on doing Draco? Join the Dark Lord as your father did?" Snape asked bluntly. Draco rolled his eyes.

"Golley gee, that's what I always wanted, to be tortured to death by an insane wizard for failing or not failing at a task he gave me!" Draco said in a dramatically happy voice but he quickly became serious after the glare Snape gave him "No, never wanted to in the first place, was getting pushed into it, I don't know though, guess I should start thinking about that shouldn't I?" he joked. Snape leaned on the wall and raised an eyebrow. Draco groaned.

"Okay I have thought about it and the only thing I can come up is utterly insane." He remarked.

"And that is?" Snape demanded. Draco stood cracking his neck.

"Become a bloody Auror and then tail Potter so he doesn't go and get himself killed off cause of that stupid heart of his." Draco said in annoyed voice. Snape blinked, again a teenager had surprised him...he must be over tired. Draco glanced at his godfather and smirked understanding the look on his face. "Surprised?" he asked his tone dripping with total disrespect. Snape narrowed his eyes.

"You know I think I have some floors that require to be scrubbed with a toothbrush." He said mildly and Draco quickly looked away faking a yawn.

"You know, I think I will go close my eyes, a bit tired." Draco said hurriedly and dashed up the stairs to his room leaving Snape smirking evilly after him.

Several hours later, Harry groaned opening his eyes slowly, he expected his body to ache but found that in fact he was extremely relaxed sitting up slowly he blinked and felt the floor for his glasses.

"Hello mate-"

"-have a nice nap?" two voices asked as a pair of hands slipped Harry's glasses onto his nose, said teen yelped at the sight of the two red heads who were sitting beside him. Fred and George shared identical grins.

"What's the-"

"-matter Harry?" they asked, and Harry gave them a glare.

"When did the two of you get here?" he asked suspiciously the twins shrugged and Fred helped Harry to his feet while George handed Harry his crutches, the teen narrowed his eyes as he settled himself.

"Snape despite the git-"

"-that we know he is called us said-"

"-you could use some fresh air and gave us-"

"-permission to take you to Diagon Alley." The twins answered leading Harry from the room, Harry blinked and shook his head.

"Fresh air?" he questioned but was hit with a green t-shirt, scowling he glared at Snape who had been the one to throw it.

"Yes fresh air Potter, if you don't want any then you can go to your room, you do have work you could be doing." Snape sneered. Harry quickly tugged the t-shirt over his head while Fred helped him balance.

"Yes sir, I do want fresh air thank you sir." Harry said hurriedly and nudged Fred away from him least Snape think he was incapable of handling Diagon alley without assistance. He frowned for a moment then bit his lip glancing at the twins and mouthed ‘Draco'. The twins shrugged, they didn't have the same problem their younger brother did with the teen. Harry nodded his thanks and turned back to Snape.

"Sir, can Draco come with us?" he asked, Snape stared in shock...as soon as the teens were out of his hair he was going back to bed. He folded his arms scowling.

"If you really want him." He ground out in an irritated voice, oh to be free of the two brats for a couple of hours was a blessing. Then he turned to glare up the stairs. "Draco get down here!" he shouted, and a moment later Draco was peering down the stairs.

"Sir?" Draco asked, he had been avoiding his godfather like the plague for his remarks earlier and he hoped now he wasn't going to pay for them.

"Get your jacket, you're going with Potter to Diagon alley." The potions master snapped out, and Draco stared blankly.

"I'm doing what?" he asked lost.

"You are-"

"-coming with us." Fred and George said smirking and Draco groaned, oh Merlin it's the Weasley twins. Harry grinned.

"Come on Draco, it won't be that bad." Harry offered to the blonde who quickly conjured his jacket and pulled it on rolling his eyes.

"They prank me I am so hexing them." He answered then stopped so he was standing in front of Harry, meeting the eyes that sought his. The two nodded at the same time, each understanding the other. The war was over.

"Our dear Malfoy-"

"-if we pranked you, you wouldn't be able to tell it was us." The twins assured them, Fred took Harry's shoulder while George wrapped an arm around Draco's. Draco groaned and the twins flashed Snape a grin.

"See you-"

"-later Professor, pleasure doing business with you." They said and with a pop Snape was finally left in peace. The potions master rubbed his temples, and prayed the two wouldn't rub off on Potter and Draco, he didn't need another ‘Weasley twin' in his classes.

Harry shuddered, as they arrived in Diagon alley, he hated, no hate was not strong enough a word, loathed Apparating. He gagged and felt Fred smooth his back.

"Alive there Harry?" he asked his voice filled with concern. Harry nodded and made a face.

"I really hate that." He admitted and glanced over to see Draco and George standing, the blonde teen had a slight green tinge to his face.

"Don't' worry mate, you get used to it." Fred assured him, Harry groaned, he didn't want to get used to it, he could go on quite happily never doing that again. but he let the subject drop.

"So what exactly are we going to do here?" he asked. The twins grinned.

"Well Harry-"

"-what do you want for your birthday, we realize-"

"-that isn't for a bit but no time like the present-"

"-to give you a present!" the twins said. Draco groaned. And yelped as his hair was ruffled by George.

"We've come into some money, what with our shop and all. It's a big hit you know, so do you want a birthday present too Drakey poo?" George said in a mother's tone of voice having Draco shudder.

"Never call me that again." Draco growled shuddering again just remembering it, he glanced over to find Harry was laughing at him. "Shut up Potter." He snapped bad temperedly.

"Aww Drake is feeling left out Fred!" George said pulling the blonde teen into a tight hug. "Don't worry we wont forget about you!" he declared as if announcing some great feat. Draco pushed away from George trying to get free.

"Potter get this insane Weasley off of me! And for bloody sake tell them what you want so they can leave me alone!!" Draco shouted. Harry burst into laughter almost falling when he let go of his crutches to laugh harder, Fred caught him holding him steady a pleased grin on his face. George released Draco with a fake frown.

"Drake doesn't like me!" he whined. Which sent Harry into even harder laughter forcing Fred to sweep the teen up into his arms least he hurt himself by falling to the ground.

"Potter!" Draco screamed not to pleased with being surrounded by idiotic Gryffindors, where was a fellow Slytherin when you needed one! Harry sobered and elbowed Fred to put him down, Fred grinned and set Harry on his feet handing him the crutches.

"Alright. Alright don't turn into a woman shesh, a tattoo." Harry said and he found three faces staring at him. Oops, that was what he had planned on slipping out of sight to get. Draco raised an eyebrow.

"You get one, Snape's going to have a few choice words with you." He pointed out and Harry shrugged.

"Who says he will know about it." The youngest teen pointed out. Fred and George clapped their hands together a devils glint in both their eyes.

"A tattoo, well we-"

"-know just the place, follow us boys." The twins said leading the way, Draco shook his head shoving his hands into his pockets, should any of his friends see who he was with he was going to be the laughing stock of the house. At least if no one spotted he could at least explain what had happened. The twins paused up a head outside of a building.

"Harry do you-"

"-have an idea of what you want?" they asked holding the door open, Harry nodded.

"Yes but you'll have to wait and see." He said smirking at the disappointed in their faces. Draco grumpily followed him into the store. The store was covered in odd sketches, half formed faces and dragon pictures. A pink haired witch stuck her head out and flashed the twins a kiss.

"Gred Forge, be with the two of you in a moment!" she said laughing and disappeared again. Harry gaped at the twins.

"You know her?" he asked in shock. The twins laughed.

"She came into our shop a while a go looking for a prank to play on a old friend of hers." Fred explained laughing.

"Little did we know that it was actually our brother! Charlie and her were best friends when they were in Hogwarts, and Charlie has been trying to get us to tell him where she is." George added as the witch came out rushing over to hug the twins.

"It's been ages!" she declared with a pout, she winked at Harry and Draco. Fred laughed.

"Charlie's been bugging us non-stop about you." He said as the woman burst into a gail of loud laughter.

"Probably wants to tan my hide! Anyway I have the feeling you aren't here for a visit, what can I do for you?" she asked. Draco gazed at her, the way she carried herself it was easy to tell she was a Slytherin, she wore a purple corset top with an emerald green short skirt, and fake dragon hide boots that went up to her knees. Her arms were covered in tattoos of elaborate flames twirling into Celtic designs. George nodded.

"Harry here wants a tattoo." He declared giving Harry a nudge forward. Harry nodded quietly. The woman laughed again winking at him.

"Well you came to the right place, the name's Sacrifice Donalie! But you can call me Cri, and the look in your eyes tells me you know what you want." She said grinning leading Harry to a seat and took his crutches holding them out for one of the twins to take. Harry nodded and blinked when she handed him a piece of parchment and a quill. Fred quickly took the crutches from her hand.

"Well write it down lad, so you can shock them with my brilliant work!" she said. Harry liked her he decided and jotted down ‘Phoenix wings'. Handing her the paper and quill she raised an eyebrow her smile softening into one of total understanding.

"Wonderful choice, on your back?" she asked and got another nod from Harry. "Alright love." She said ruffling Harry's hair. She turned putting her hands on her hips. "Alright you lot out! Come back for the kit, in about three hours. I'm sure you can amuse yourselves for that amount of time." She demanded. Fred and George laughed again but Draco frowned.

"We can't just leave him here by himself!" he protested not wanting to get into any more trouble with Snape than he already was. Sacrifice smiled and walked over to grabbing him by the ear and tugged getting a yelp.

"Now you listen here, the day I hurt a child is the day I chop my own hands off, and I make a living with these hands I'll have you know, so off you go, you can leave his crutches by the door." She commanded shoving Draco into George. George took hold of the teen and steered him from the shop as his twin placed the crutches by the door shooting Harry a grin.

"See you in three hours!" he said and cheerfully left the shop. Harry blinked as Sacrifice turned and looked at him.

"You want the wings to break free and be reborn from what everyone expects don't you?" she asked walking over to a sink and began to wash her hair leaving the teen staring at her. She paused and tugged a little on the corset to reveal a blue flame like feather. "I got mine in blue and green, but I think true fire colors are what you want right?" she said smiling.

"Yes ma'am." Harry answered respectfully. Sacrifice laughed going back to washing her hands.

"It's Cri, and instead of calling you lad, I'll call you Harry deal?" She declared. Harry grinned relaxing.

"Okay Cri. So you know Fred and George?" he asked, more at ease with the older woman. Sacrifice nodded.

"Yes, I was in the same year their brother Charlie was. I was in Slytherin though, but that didn't matter to Charlie. I got into a fight one day in my first year, my year mates were trying to hex me, but Charlie had been passing by charged in and well, we were all caught and ended up with detention. He kept passing me notes in class from then on and until I actually spoke to him. After that well we became best friends. Nothing could separate us, and well we graduated, Charlie went to his dragons and I ‘vanished' from site. He is a tad over protective, needs to find him a nice girl to settle down with. Not a viper." She said laughing. She walked over drying her hands on a towel winking at Harry.

"Sure you want this?" she asked vanishing the towel.

"More sure than I have been on most of my life." He answered. She smiled and leaned forward shocking him as she pressed a kiss to his scar, she stroked it.

"Brave as ever aren't you? Well then lets get started, shall we?" she said and got out her wand. Harry blinked, she was odd he decided and shrugged.

Draco Malfoy, pureblood, found himself sitting at Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor with the Weasley twins. Oh his father would die of embarrassment, of course he would admit, that compared to the Weasel these two were actually good company.

"So you are friends with our-"

"Harry now?" the twins questioned him. They had been practically integrating him to assure themselves he meant Harry no harm. Draco groaned and leaned back in the chair scowling.

"For the last blasted time yes! And Merlin knows that boy needs someone to make sure he doesn't go and kill him self with the way he acts! Weasel (no offense) and Granger don't do a good job of that!" he growled. The twins shared an unreadable look.

"So you'll keep-"

"-an eye on him even at Hogwarts?" they asked. Draco raised an eyebrow.

"Yes and if I can manage to get Pot-Harry to act like himself around my house mates then I wont be the only one. No offense but you Gryffindor's don't exactly try to keep him out of dangerous situations. So someone's got to do it!" Draco remarked glancing at the watch he wore. "It's almost time to go and get the idiot." He spoke and stood the twins rising with him.

"Harry isn't an idiot-"

"Just foolish." The twins joked making Draco groan, when had he lost his mind? He wondered as they headed back to Cri's shop.

Sacrifice nodded satisfied with her work, Harry hissed as she rubbed some numbing cream onto his back. She ruffled his hair.

"Sure I can't convince you to get an earring, I have a nice one that can translate any language to one you know." She added. Harry bit his lip, then looked at her.

"Can it go in my nose?" he asked and got himself a charming grin.

"Of course!!" Sacrifice said pretending to look offended. Harry laughed and bit his lip, Snape would murder him. But on the other hand it would be really useful. Oh why the hell not? He decided.

"Do it." He said with a nod then froze. "Wait how..." he began but Sacrifice held up a hand halting his question.

"It's on the house." She said with a smile and walked over a black and silver stud in her hand, it looked like a normal earring. "This...might hurt." She said honestly as she took out her wand. And a few minutes later Harry took away the clothe she had handed him after she had pierced his nose and gave her a glare.

"Hurt, okay you never said I might start gushing blood!" he snapped. Sacrifice sat on the chair next to him laughing hard.

"I'm sorry, they don't normally bleed that much. One out of three do, and I didn't think a little blood was a big deal." She said her eyes tearing with laughter. Harry continued to glare. His shirt was covered in blood from the ‘little blood' that had come as a result of the piercing.

"How am I supposed to explain this?" he said panicked. Sacrifice waved a hand at his worry and took out her wand, muttering a cleaning charm the shirt looked good as new. She conjured a dahm clothe and wiped his face clean of blood.

"There good as new!" she said hugging Harry, in under three hours the woman had managed to get Harry not only to accept the odd shows of affection but also enjoy them. "I am sorry that I forgot to warn you." She apologized closing one eye and putting her hands up and a pleading sign. "Forgive?" she begged causing Harry to double over in laughter. The door opened and Harry gave a weak wave as he laughed to his three companions.

"Potter! You got your nose pierced to!" Draco shouted which sent Harry even further into a fit of laughter, Sacrifice giggled slightly.

"My fault! I convinced him, so do you want to see the work of a genius?" she asked stand dramatically as if she was a queen about to show something shocking to her loyal subjects.

"Of-"

"-course!" the twins exclaimed moving to stand close to Harry, Draco following them a frown on his face. He dahm well better not be blamed for any of this by Snape. He thought darkly as Sacrifice helped Harry pull of his shirt. Then she turned the chair around revealing her work. From below Harry's shoulder blades, down to his lower back were wings, it was easy to tell that they belonged to a phoenix, they were mostly red with the accents in yellow in orange making it actually look like the wings and each feather on them were in flames.

"Mother of Merlin..." all three men breathed staring at it. Sacrifice grinned.

"Harry's design by the way, I had him give do quick sketch of it, the boy's got some major potential." She added and Harry blushed tugging his shirt back on. Draco shook himself and flashed Harry a grin.

"Okay, so it was wicked, but a earring?" he asked, causing Harry to forget his embarrassment and laugh.

"It's a translator, means I can actually understand any language might come in useful you know." He explained as Sacrifice walked to get his crutches.

"So Cri lovely-"

"-you are going to stop by the burrow and make Charlie stop pestering us soon?" they said begging her. Sacrifice groaned as she grabbed the crutches.

"If I don't you'll just tell him where to find me, so I might as well. Soon." She promised handing Harry his crutches. "And you have to promise to bring Harry back, Draco too, we need to get Harry some real clothes cause those are so out of style." She said looking insulted Draco grinned.

"I like that idea!" he piped in as Harry scowled.

"I don't." He muttered and his expression softened when Sacrifice ruffled his hair.

"To bad." Sacrifice told him and watched Harry stand.

"Hate to say it mate-"

"-but we best get you home." They chorused and Harry made a face.

"Not more Apparating." He begged and got his hair ruffled by the twins, what is it with people older than you and ruffling your hair? He thought sourly as this time George wrapped a arm around him and Fred did the same to Draco.

"See you all later!" Sacrifice said brightly.

"Is she always that cheerful?" Harry muttered to George.

"Most of the time unless you make her mad then she's scary." He said.

"I heard that George Weasley!" Sacrifice snapped just as they Apprated to Snape's manor. Said teacher stood tapping his foot waiting for them as they appeared before him.

"Well, hello, I've only been waiting here oh let's see, an hour! Where were you and what were you two," Snape sneered looking at the two red heads, "thinking about." The twins looked at each other then quickly spoke.

"Huh well, you see, sir, we were walking about and Harry here got interested in something and we didn't' realize it got so late?" they said at the same time.

"Oh, really? And what pray tell would that be Mr. POTTER!" Snape shouted at Harry.

"Oh um, just um some Quidditch stuff?" Harry said hurriedly praying that Snape believe him. However luck wasn't on his side as Snape turned his glare to Draco, And then back to Harry again.

"Draco, what was Mr. Potter over there...POTTER!" Snape took a deep breath "POTTER WHAT IS THAT IN YOUR NOSE!!"

"Huh, what sir? What's in my nose?" Harry asked looking around trying to act innocent.

"Potter! just go, go to your room now! Draco you go clean the dungeon. You twins get home before I decide never invite you to be with Harry again! And I give you detentions for all eternity!" Snape screamed at the twins who smartly saluted him and vanished quickly from sight not wanting to be on the receiving end of their former Professor's anger. Once they were from sight Snape spun to glare at his two charges.

"Move! Potter, Draco before I give you detentions until you graduate school!" He snapped and both boys hurriedly, went to their assigned places, Harry to his room and Draco the dungeon. Harry shuttered as he closed his door. He was in deep shit...he thought to himself.

Snape took a deep breath trying to calm himself down, a few minutes later, composure regained he went to the basement. Snape walked down the stairs to see Draco just sitting there looking around the room and pouting.

"Draco, what the hell were you thinking letting Harry do that." He snapped at his godson who jumped.

"Well you see sir, I umm didn't want to and actually, I didn't even know about the earring until..." Draco mumbled off...oh shit! What am I doing Harry's going to kill me. He thought paling but Snape had already narrowed his eyes.

"Draco, you have 10 seconds to start telling me the correct story or else!" Snape snarled softly in the tone he always used on his Slytherins when they were out of line.

"You see, the Weasley's were talking about getting Harry a birthday present and asked Harry what he wanted. Harry blurted out that he wanted a tattoo, I think from the look on his face he hadn't planned on telling anyone and he was going to sneak away sometime later to get it. And Fred and George said okay they knew just the right place. So the person where they took Harry said it'd be three hours to do, we al forgot that we had said, well that you told the twins to bring us back in two. We went to get some ice cream when we went back Harry had gotten his nose pierced too. But it's kind of cool, it'll translate any language..." Draco trailed off. Snape just stared at Draco. What! He was going to murder Harry if it was the last thing he did! Snape thought angrily, that boy was too impulsive for his own good!

"Draco, go to your room and get ready for bed, after you're mostly ready go to the dinning room. Harry and I will be there shortly. Afterwards you will both go to bed without complaint have I made myself absolutely clear?" he inquired from his godson. Draco nodded and stood heading for his room. A tattoo, that boy...Snape thought angrily as he headed up the stairs for Harry's room. That boy didn't even consult him and he was his legal guardian. He wasn't sure what Harry's punishment was going to be quite yet but it would be something. Once he reached Harry's door, he took a deep breath and banged it open.

"YOU HAVE WHAT AND WHY?"