Title: My, What big eyes you have
Fandom: Harry Potter
Theme include theme number:Hazel Eyes #1
Pairing: SeverusXHarry
Rating: T
Disclaimer if needed:Umm... Angst much?
Summary: After the Fall of Voldemort, the Ministry doesn't want to loose hold of the Golden Boy. They give him an ultimatum, and he turns it down.This is Harry's story.
Draco: turned to light side.
Dumbledore: is alive
Snape: Still teaches potions
Scrimgour: Minister
June, 1997 Everything always begins, right after graduation...
My glasses skew slightly on my face as I press my cheek and nose agaisnt the window and blankly watch the scenery pass. Hermione and Ron's conversation with Neville and Ginny is simply a murmur in the background. I'm in a state of shock. What just happened not even a few days past seems like a dream. I didn't walk down the aisle, I didn't shake my teachers' hands, I definitely did not throw my graduating cap in the air or collect my scroll. I feel like I'm still sitting in the center of the gigantic party in Griffindor tower nursing my firewhiskey
"Harry, Harry!"
"Yeah?" I turn my head slowly and readjust my glasses."
"What do you have planned for the summer?"
All four of them look at me expectantly. "Um well... I don't know." I glance at the floor, staring intently at my shoes. "It's really unreal at the moment, guys. That this fantasy is over."
They all look at each other. "Fantasy, Harry?" Neville timidly asks.
"Hogwarts. Magic. Creatures. The people. Learning new things that are out of this world."
"Fantasy? Harry, we studied for 7 years to enter the magical world as adults!"
"I'm going into Auror training mid-summer." Ron offers.
"I'm apprenticing to an herbologist to study for my mastery." Neville boasts.
"And I've got to prepare for college. I only have 3 months. I'll be so behind! It's not just a fantastical dream you're waking up from, Harry." Hermione scolds.
My eyes are blank in despair. "Then why am I being sent back to the muggle world with no way of returning? I do not even have a wand, guys."
For the first time since the final battle a month ago, my friends really look at me. I can't possibly be a pretty sight. The circles around my eyes are so dark and sunken that they hurt, and muggle clothes are already haphazardly hanging off my too thin frame. I was not allowed my robes back. In fact, all I have to my name is Sirius' knife, pieces of his mirror, and Dudley's old clothes. The rest was sent to the ministry to be held until I "came to my senses" and married a nice girl (like Ginny)), and had nice kids (with red hair), and settled down (as a poster boy auror), with a nice job (as the Ministries lackey).
Well, it's not like I ever relied on magic that much anyways.
"Oh Harry, how awful!" Hermione throws herself at me in tears.
"That's unfair!" Bellows Ron.
"Harry..." Murmurs Neville.
"You can stay with me, Harry!" Ginny cries.
"Yeah!" Adds Ron.
"Sorry guys." I smile sadly, and wave my hand. Snape's voice washes over me as I incant an old spell.
"I will teach you how to ensnare the senses"
"In a few minutes you will be getting off the train. Harry Potter is at an undisclosed place and you said your farewells yesterday. You never saw him here..."
I slip off the train with a mild glamor spell on. Mild, I say, because I see Draco Malfor give me a careful look and nod before I sneak through the barrier into the "Grand" world.
The Hogwarts express let off a shrill whistle as I'm jostled byt he students pouring onto the train. I stand still in the crowd, trying my best to see through it. My small stature makes it impossible.
I slam into a hard, stationary body and look up. Snape's gaze gently caresses my mind in a way I've never felt before. It's just like a hug.
"Till we meet again, Potter. And you'll look beautiful with Hazel eyes."
It takes me a moment to realize that this was pressed into my mind, then he's gone and I too am swept away onto the Express.
