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He looked around the plane. Who would of though that the famous Harry Potter was running from his problems and the people he had looked up to for years with the one he had hated above the rest, Severus Snape. They were headed to Smallville, a tiny town in the middle of Kansas and consequently the center of nowhere, but a good place to hide since it was in America, and the last place any one would think to look for them.
He stared at the man sleeping across from him, he found out last week that Severus wore glamour's, and underneath them all, was a very handsome man.
'Too bad he's taken,' Harry thought as he looked at the ring on Severus's finger. Who would of thought that Severus Snape was bonded to Lucius Malfoy, of all people and was Draco's second father with the help of more glamour's and a potion. His skin was now pale that shone with a healthy glow, unlike his former sallow complexion. His teeth were straight and white; his hair had lost the greasy look, and reached just past his shoulders.
He looked out the airplane window watching the clouds pass. He was worried. Would the death-eaters find them were they were going? He had finally killed Voldemort, but not all of the death-eaters that were loyal to him, or the crazed men who thought they could become 'The Next Dark Lord'.
Harry sighed as he brushed his tri-color hair out of his face. His hair was its usual jet black, but lightly streaked with blue and red at the temples. It reached mid-back, and was tied back with an elastic.
He looked at his reflection in the window. He saw a skinny boy who looked like he needed a meal, new clothes, and proper place to call home. Where they were going he could start a new life, where he could be himself away from the unwanted fame and attention. As long as the remaining death-eaters didn't find them first, of course.
Harry was startled out of his reverie as he heard the sound of someone clearing their throat. It seems that Severus had finally woken up.
"Yes Professor?" Harry asked, looking into the searching black orbs, trying to appear bored. But he knew Severus could read him, and knew something was wrong.
"Harry," the Professor said," Everything is going to be fine."
Severus had started calling Harry by his first name after catching him with a home brewed suicide potion. After saving Harry from himself, Severus had given him a look not of pity, but sympathy and understanding. Their friendship had grown from there, and in the short time, he had come to care a great deal about his former rival's son.
Harry gave him a watery smile. He knew that Severus was only trying to relieve his fears about moving to a small town where he was almost certain they would not fit in, though hopefully he could sink into the shadows and remain unnoticed.
Severus reached over and tried to hug him. Harry immediately tried to get away. Harry normally didn't like contact of any sort, but Severus held on, especially since he knew all of Harry's secrets, and knew why he was fighting. Finally Harry gave up and hugged Severus back, closing his eyes as the tears threatened to fall. He wasn't sure what it was with Severus, but he always made him show his weakest side, drawing out the anger and pain underneath the surface. He let go of the tears and cried into Severus' shirt, praying he had put up a notice-me-not charm, letting himself be comforted by his greasy potions professor of old, until he slipped into unconsciousness.
Severus Snape looked at the boy sleeping in his arms. He was still small and far too thin, but forcing him to eat had made him turn away any food given to him. Right around then Severus had learned of the abuse and intentional neglect heaped on him by the Dursley's. He had tried to get Harry to eat, but he started to cry when he yelled at him, asking Severus not to hurt him, staring at the offered food like it was poison. Later Harry had called Dobby to bring him food he was sure was not tampered with, but at least he was eating again.
Lucius was supposed to meet them in Smallville; he had a business partner there that had found the perfect house for them. Draco was living on his own, but from the looks he was exchanging with the youngest Weasley, he probably wouldn't be alone for long.
Harry whimpered, it seemed he was having another nightmare.
"The poor child," a woman from across the aisle said, "Is he afraid of flying?"
"No," Severus said, "Just sad that we had to leave England."
"Oh the poor dear, I'll leave you alone so he can sleep," she said, turning back to the front.
A stewardess came and asked if he would like any refreshments with a polite smile.
"Yes, two waters," Severus replied curtly.
"Would you also like me to get a blanket for your son?"
Slightly shocked at the question, Severus replied, "If it is not too much trouble."
"None at all," she said.
"Thank you."
She smiled,"Of course."
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Severus hugged Harry tighter as he whimpered again.
"Shh. It's ok Harry" he said trying in vain to soothe his nightmare. He looked at his watch.
"Ladies and Gentleman please fasten your seat belts and put your trays back in the proper upright position, we will be making our decent in approximately ten minutes, and thank you for flying with British Airways."
Severus moved to strap Harry in.
"Harry we are landing soon," Severus whispered but he could tell Harry was still asleep.
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As they went through baggage, Severus had to drag Harry through the crowd. When he saw Lucius he walked over and collapsed into the man's arms.
"Is he alright?" his expression one of surprise and concern.
"Just tired" Severus replied.
Lucius caved and picked up the smaller boy, his eyes widening when he noticed Harry weighed as much as Draco had as a small child.
"He needs some fattening up." Severus remarked.
"Definitely," Lucius agreed.
Severus gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and started to walk out of the busy airport.
When the small group got outside there were two men leaning against a limo waiting for them. One was bald and thin, the other was a tall brunette with muscle and bright green eyes, though they paled next to Harry's emerald orbs.
"Is he ok?" The brunette asked when he saw Harry "Yes, I believe he's just exhausted." Lucius replied.
"My names Lex," the bald one said, introducing himself to Severus. "And this is Clark."
"How old is he?" Lex asked, looking at Harry with concern "I thought you said he was sixteen Lucius?"
"He is" Lucius said.
"Do you need help carrying him?" Clark asked.
"No he doesn't weigh a thing."
"Is he sick?"
"No, he's just emotionally drained."
"That sucks," Clark remarked before he kissed Lex on the forehead, "I'm going to go back to work"
"Are you going to run or drive?" Lex asked.
"Run," and with that he was gone.
"Well I must say Mr. Kent's powers are amazing," Lucius drawled.
Lex laughed, "Yes they are."
Just then Harry opened his eyes. "How come you don't have any hair?"
"Radiation"
"Come here for a minute," Harry touched Lex's head. Currents of magical energy swirled around Harry's hand, and he smiled as hair started to grow on Lex's bald cranium.
Lex reached up and touched his head. "Wow. That's amazing. Thank you."
When everyone was settled in the limo Harry curled up and fell back asleep once again.
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When the Limo got to the house Severus carried Harry inside and put him to bed in his new room, next to Severus and Lucius' room.
About an hour later Harry came down to the living room, where Lucius, Lex, Severus and Clark were sitting talking.
"Hey, why are you up?" Severus asked. Harry had no shirt on so they all saw the scars that littered his chest. His eyes looked tired and weary, and his hair had grown longer.
"Come sit down and rest some more."
He nodded thankfully and settled, curled up against his chest.
"Is he the one that fixed Lex's hair?" Clark asked.
"Yes, do you like it?"
"Clark ran his hands through the new growth. "Yep but I loved you bald too."
They all laughed and Harry stirred.
"What's wrong Harry?" Lucius asked.
"I think Draco is sick," he said, "Can you fire call him?"
Lucius got up to fire call Draco. When he came back he said "he looked flushed and tired."
"Stress and lack of sleep," Harry said, "He needs a vacation with Ginny."
"You're right, I will tell him your idea." Lucius went back to call Draco again.
By the time Lucius came back, Harry had gone back to sleep, and Severus was explaining how Harry had grown Lex's hair.
"You see, Harry can see and manipulate the raw magic in the air. Magic is everywhere, and only a few can tap into it in its ambient form. That was how he was able to finish the Dark Lord, and how he made your hair grow back Lex."
"I love him either way," Clark said, running his hand through Lex's red locks.
Harry opened his eyes again, trying to disappear into Severus' shoulder.
"What's wrong Harry?" Severus asked holding him tighter as Lucius put a blanket around him.
"I think someone's coming" he said.
"Do you know who?"
"I think its Draco and Ginny."
Draco and Ginny suddenly walked into the room.
"Harry!" Ginny said brightly, going over to hug him.