Perfecting the Art of Odd

By, Point of Tears

Disclaimer: I do not own any Harry Potter characters or locations. No money was made from this story. (Man I missed saying that!)

Warnings: Well, right now my only warning is Slash. M/M. Harry/Snape

A/N: This is a sequel! If you don't wish to be utterly and completely confused then I suggest you read my first story: Of Pixie Dust and Clapping Your Hands. Thrust me, things will make a lot more sense.

A/N part deux: I'm back! Woo-Hoo! Must say that I missed writing terrible. Sadly, I will probably not get to update this story as often as I did Of Pixie Dust and Clapping Your Hands. I have a lot on my plate right now with work; plus I just got a part in a play that practices nightly. However, I promised another story and I will not disappoint. Just don't be surprised if I am only able to update once a week at best instead of biweekly like before.

So now without further adieu…

On with the show!

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Prologue

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Aha! What have we here? A sequel?

We are covering the gambit of literary devices aren't we? First we needed an opening line that grabbed the reader's attention. Check. A conclusion that wrapped up the story. Check. Now we have a sequel in order to achieve that all important goal: to give people more. Check.

Webster's Revised Unabridged Dictionary—which is very heavy mind you—states that a sequel is "That which follows; a succeeding part; continuation." And that is just what we have here. A continuation. Sequels are usually when things are better explained, characters become more in-depth and relationships are strengthened. However this is only the first definition of sequel.

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The sun was beating down on the streets of Hogsmeade with a ferocity that would have some believe it was maliciously intended. The kind of heat where if someone asked one more time, "Hot enough for you?" then the results would not be pretty and tears would be shed. It is an air-so-thick-it-feels-like-pea-soup kind of heat. It was the middle of July, but it felt like the middle of the sun. If it is not perfectly clear by now, it is hot. Very hot.

A kind of still had descended over the town all summer. Part of this was due to the fact that all the students of Hogwarts were away on summer break and the other part was that people just did not want to go out into all of this heat. As it was, only a select few were out in the streets during midday. Harry Potter was one of them.

The young man walked quickly down the street with a severe scowl on his face and his wings at full attention with the swirls adorning them emanating a bright red color. Now, to see such a sight as an irate fairy walking down your street might have even the most world traveled of wizards at a loss of words, but the townsfolk had gotten use to seeing the winged young man around their village. It also helped that for the past ten months they had read dozens of articles discussing the boy hero and his Diligarian creature inheritance in the Daily Prophet. So while it was very much abnormal to see a five foot, pissed-off fairy in your town it was Harry Potter so normal just went straight out the window. The green eyed teen had been living in a cottage on the outskirts of town ever since his graduation in June and even though it did not stop the villagers from constantly discussing the young man in the local rumor mill, the kind and friendly fairy had quickly become a member of their town.

This is why the villagers that were out and about did not so much as turn their heads as Harry passed. Even the boy's quite obvious irritation did not cause any double takes. They were all grumpy, crabby, and all around in a sour state of mood. It was just too darn hot. Everyone was scowling and one or two people speculated moodily that if they had wings theirs would be red too.

Harry wasn't at full so-mad-I-could-use-hyphens-to-describe-how-mad-I-am-and-I-hate-hyphens mode because of the heat. Oh no. No, he was pretty uncomfortable from all of the heat, but he could live with that. His Diligarian nature made him pretty adaptable to whatever the weather seemed to throw at him. So no, he wasn't mad about the heat in the least.

Harry had just come back from a visit to Hogwarts and this was the source of his current fuming and stomping.

The man may be his mate, but Harry Potter was about ready to strangle one Severus Snape.

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At this point I should tell you the second definition for sequel is a consequence.

Consequence is simply the outcome of something which happened earlier, however it has come to take on a negative connotation. Just say the word and people automatically assume something's wrong. For example it is doubtful a mother would ever say to their child, "As a consequence for your actions we will go get some ice cream". No. Didn't think so. One is more likely to hear, "As a consequence for your actions, you are grounded". Yes, that sounds more like it. It is not so much what the definition is, but how we use it. As a result pairing sequel and consequence seems strange and one would probably never think to associate these two words on a normal basis. But stop and think about what else usually happens in a sequel and it may make a little sense.

Because in a sequel things have a tendency to go crazy wrong.

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