Emra Snape
Prologue #2
Egairram Fo Bnod
"Emra!" Severus called to his five year old godson.
"Yes?" the young boy asked, pushing his shoulder-length hair out of his eyes as he walked into the entry way.
"I'd like to introduce you to Eric James," Severus told him, gesturing to a tall man with brown hair and grey eyes.
"It's nice to meet you," Emra said politely.
"Severus, can you watch Draco for a few hours?" a tall man with long blonde hair and grey eyes asked as he walked in through the open entrance. At his side was an almost identical boy, though his hair went to his shoulders, not his elbows like his father.
"Of course. Emra, Draco, why don't you guys go upstairs?"
"Ok!" Emra said as he led Draco upstairs to his bedroom.
"So, what do you want to do, Ray?" Emra asked as he laid down on his bed.
Draco climbed up and laid next to him. "I don't know," he responded.
Emra rolled his eyes. "You..." he was cut off by a knock at the door.
"Come in!" Emra called.
The door opened, and Eric walked in.
"Your father asked me to watch you guys while he took care of something for Headmaster Dumbledore," he told the boys.
"Alright," Emra said quietly as he leaned his head on Draco's shoulder.
"Oh, and one more thing," Eric said as he drew a scroll out of his pocket. "If you don't want me to kill your friend here, then sign the left side of this scroll."
Emra's eyes grew wide as he shakily reached out to grab the scroll.
"Egairram Fo Dnob," he read.
"Em, are you sure about this?" Draco asked as he shakily handed Emra a quill and a bottle of ink.
"I don't really have a choice," Emra said as he signed the parchment.
Eric took the scroll back, placed it in his pocket, and walked downstairs.
As soon as he was gone, Emra began to cry, and Draco took him into his arms as he cried himself to sleep.
Half an hour later, when Draco was positive that Emra was deeply asleep, he crawled out of bed and snuck downstairs to see Eric asleep in front of the fire. Draco snuck closer, and carefully took the scroll from the man's pocket before sneaking back upstairs to sit at Emra's desk.
Opening the scroll, Draco saw that the right side of the parchment had a spot for a signature, as well.
Draco thought to himself as he signed the parchment and climbed back into bed with Emra.A few hours later, Severus returned, and Eric left. He climbed the stairs and saw the boys sleeping, Draco curled protectively against Emra before seeing the parchment lying innocently on the desk. He picked it up, and his eyes widened as he translated one of the lines on Harry's side to "I bind myself to thee for eternity," and "I vow to protect thy bonded, and die with thee, together for eternity," on Draco's side.
he wondered as he left to fire call Lucius, and talk to him about the bond that was just forged between Emra and Draco.The next morning, the boys awoke to see that Draco's belongings were now in the expanded bedroom.
"What's this about?" Draco wondered.
"Well, we decided that Lucius and Draco are going to move in with us since they are here most of the time anyway. We figured you guys would like to share a room. Now, get up and get dressed; the Headmaster decided to throw a birthday party for Harry Potter," Severus said as he entered the room with Lucius.
"But my name isn't Harry Potter anymore, it's Emra Snape," Emra protested.
You can bring that up at the party, now get ready."
"Ah, the guest of honor has arrived," Headmaster Dumbledore greeted as Emra, Draco, Severus, and Lucius walked into the Hogwarts gardens.
"It's Emra Snape," Emra corrected the old professor for the millionth time since he had learned how to speak.
Dumbledore sighed. "Very well," he said reluctantly. "Now, I'd like to introduce you to the Weasley's. Ron, here, is your age," he told Emra.
Emra shrugged. "So is Ray."
"You need other friends your age," he tried to explain to the stubborn five-year-old.
"Headmaster, you're not going to get him to socialize if he doesn't want to. He has Draco, and he doesn't want anyone else at the moment," Severus told him.
"But Draco can't always be there for him."
"Yes, I can! I'll always be there to protect him!" Draco protested before he and Emra ran off.
Three hours later, the Headmaster's beard had turned purple, and Draco and Emra discreetly gave each other a high five. Fred and George Weasley looked at each other, the two small boys, the Headmaster, and then at each other again.
"Awesome!" they exclaimed in unison.
