Title: Tough Act
Author: Izzy
Pairing: DMHP (minor/eventual)
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: not mine…
Warnings: slash, dark!Harry, Slytherin!Harry

Just to show you all that I am not (completely) dead, here is a quick snippet of Chapter 9!

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This is just a small taste of things to come. Please note that this has not yet been beta-ed.

After a quick tempus, Raven stood up and stretched. If Sirius didn't show up soon, he would have to head back to the castle. Only a few hours had passed after what students had quickly labeled "The Black Incident". The headmaster, unsure of what to do, had confined all the students to the great hall so that a thorough sweet of the castle could be done. It was hard enough for the dark haired youth to get out unnoticed by his friends, let alone the many staff members who were combing the castle for anything out of the ordinary.

After casting a quick charm to rid the room of the dust and conjuring some light reading, Raven sank back into the old, somewhat damaged couch and waited for his godfather to arrive. A few chapters passed before a head with shaggy black hair cautiously poked into the room.

"What the hell were you thinking?" Raven demanded before Black could say a word. "Are you completely mental? What if you were caught?" Raven closed his eyes and took a deep breath and continued quietly, "why would you take such a risk?"

Sirius signed and sat down next to his godson and pulled him into a tentative hug before answering, "Look at this."

Sirius reached into his pocked and pulled out an old, wrinkled piece of paper. Raven took a closer look. The page was an article from The Prophet, dated mid June. A family of red heads smiled up at him.

Sirius nervously tucked a bit of hair behind his ear before looked up. "What do you know about Peter Pettegrew?"