FoxWriter
Cluster
- Joined
- Jan 20, 2011
- Location
- in the realm of lust and seduction
Severus scowled as he dipped his head into the Pensive, Draco pulling himself and Asher in with him, watching as little eleven year old harry fought against the massive Hagrid, clawing at the giants face like a hell cat, cussing and cursing in english and parseltongue, bruises marring his body even before Hagrid had come at him. Dudley had been right, the slimy potion was a robins egg blue, and writhing in it's vial as it was moved, like angry snakes or writhing tentacles. Draco shrieked and cursed as the vial was pressed to his lips, eyes full of madness and hatred as he was forced to swallow or choke, falling limp under the half giant who gave orders to Vernon that couldn't be heard as harry lay prone and defenseless on the floor. "..that's a very complicated spell." Severus finally managed to choke out through his shock. "it's a memory potion for one thing, it not only erases memory's, but alters them as well, leaving no gaps, leaving only false memories." he swallowed hard. "the other part is an emotional balancer, probably to cut off the child's madness before it could grow into insanity, normally a good thing if it wasn't for the personality aspects, it forces ha...him to be someone who he's not. his personality shifting to the potion makers whims. the child would feel and act only how the potion maker wanted him to for the first month until it settled and 'stuck' then there would only be a need for a potion every year or so..." he swallowed hard. "i should have noticed... there are tell tale markers of someone under such a potion..."
Harry snarled at tom, his eyes flashing in warning, his fingers digging into the other even tighter before he froze, mouthing Hagrid's name quietly as he recalled the night, the night he had lost everything. "get out." harry ordered, tone cold and deadly as he shrunk away from Tom, looking as if he was about to rip the mans throat out. "get out!" harry ordered again his eyes narrowed with rage. trembling from the effort of controlling himself. keeping himself from attacking Tom was the hardest thing he'd ever done.
Harry snarled at tom, his eyes flashing in warning, his fingers digging into the other even tighter before he froze, mouthing Hagrid's name quietly as he recalled the night, the night he had lost everything. "get out." harry ordered, tone cold and deadly as he shrunk away from Tom, looking as if he was about to rip the mans throat out. "get out!" harry ordered again his eyes narrowed with rage. trembling from the effort of controlling himself. keeping himself from attacking Tom was the hardest thing he'd ever done.