A/N: i'm not dead!! i swear!! you can even poke me if you want! the chapter isn't long no. it's actually feebley short. but it's still an update. more of a getting back in the swing of things chapter than anything else. there are a few things that have moved a bit though in the means of plot.

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"I did what the book said!" Harry insisted. He understood why Salazar was mad, but why was he taking this out on Harry when he had just done what he had read out the book. "Excuse me for not wanting to kill an animal if I didn't have to!"

"Get out of my rooms until I figure out what the hell you have to me and to yourself. GET OUT!" Salazar screamed, ignoring Harry's words.

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"What has he done to me? What the hell has that idiot done to me?" Salazar paced restlessly, an ugly snarl marring his handsome features. "The book obviously has something to do with this whole ordeal. I just don't know what!" He barked out an angry sound and threw the book open on the table. "The blood of the caster is supposed to replenish the blood of the dead body." he mumbled. He stoped suddenly, a stray though crossing his mind. "The bodies usually used are months or years old...shriveled and drained of their fluids...this one wasn't...the blood of the caster wasn't needed then!" he spat out in amazement. "So that means..." he frowned. "I don't know what it means dammit."

"Salazar!" Harry burst into the room.

"What?" he hissed, angry violet eyes narrowing. They then widened almost impossibly large once he'd had a proper look at Harry. "What have you done to yourself this time?"

Harry was glowing a bright gold color, the color where his heart would be, black. "I don't know what I did! I was in the chamber using magic. Trying to see if the whole death magic would wear off. It didn't just for the record. But then a hideous looking rat bit me! I got pissed off at it and sent a tickling charm at it. Well the curse hit it, and turned green, but it didn't die! It ran off squealing!" Harry was breathless by now, his eyes bright. "I got the idea to rebound a stunner onto me and when I did, it turned green on impact and this happened! I just now woke up. I stunned myself!"

Salazar stared, shocked at the pure unadulterated idiocy the man in front of him possessed. "You don't have a damned clue if there's any type of connection between the two of us due to the damn book you just had to get that ritual out of, and now you're casting magic that looks like death magic at yourself! You imbecile! Are you trying to kill us both?" Salazar shouted. Harry grumbled slightly and turned to leave. "You aren't going anywhere because now I realize the need to babysit you constantly!" Salazar hissed as he grabbed hold of the smaller man and drug him into the room completley.

"Hey! Come on Sal!" Harry cried out when Salazar threw him roughly onto the sofa.

Salazar paused, eyes narrowing further. "What did you call me?"

Harry stared wide-eyed at him. "Sal..."

"Don't ever call me that again." and he slammed the door to his bedroom shut, leaving Harry wide-eyed and confused on his sofa in the sitting room.