Chapter 4,
Disclaimer: As if I would own Harry Potter. It's JKR's work I'm taking creative liberty for non-profit.
Warnings: Slash, half epilogue half not
Summary: Harry and Ginny got divorced and Harry moved with the kids to the United States. A few years later, who happens to move around the block? No other than the supposed dead Severus Snape.
Pairings: Severus/Harry
Rating: T
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Recap Severus' POV:
"I told her I was an idiot and I was sorry. She didn't say anything. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and left. She never voiced her forgiveness and to this day I wonder if she ever forgave me. Not like I deserve it, but I always wonder."
I guess you could hear the sadness in my voice because Potter told the children to go put their coats on because they had bothered me enough. "For what it's worth." He told me. "I think you've earned forgiveness." I smile slightly. He then leans down and gave me a small kiss on the cheek. I was stunned. He hurried out of the house, leaving me in confusion. What the hell?
Harry's POV:
Oh my god why the hell did I just do that? He probably thinks I'm a crazy freak, it wouldn't surprise me. Oh dear, why did I do that? I'm such and idiot. I mean jeez flash back to when I was a student.
"Daddy?" Lily asks. "Why are you crying?"
"It's nothing sweetheart. Daddy just made a judgment call and he's not sure what will happen. Go do your homework." Kindergarten homework is a joke, just simple counting and letter tracing, but she still has to do it.
"Dad, I need help with my science project." James calls. He's working on a diorama (those things made out of shoe boxes). He's making a killer whale habitat. I know how to make these. I had to make one for Dudley, and then I had to rush mine. Dudley's got a 92% mine got a 71%. It really wasn't fair.
I walk in to James' room. He's actually done a really good job. He doesn't like it when I help him anymore. It makes me sad the Albus and James don't really think they need me, but they do because they're only seven and eight. At least James allowed me to help him plan it out. He put the blue and green plastic wrap all around the box making it look like it was under water. I had bought him a killer whale shaped eraser that was hanging from the top of the box as the 'baby whale', he was having difficulty with putting the felt stuffed whale we made together on the fishing line hanging from the top of the box. "Accio Needle." A sewing needle comes flying in to the room, I direct it to thread the fishing line through. "You want it to hanging from the fin right?"
"Yes dad thank you." I pull the needle through and we have a mommy and a baby whale hanging from the top of the diorama. "Now all I have to do is put the plants in and I'm done. Bye dad." He said giving me my cue to leave.
"Dad." Albus calls. "I need you to help my with my spelling." Albus' teacher thinks that parents don't spend enough time with their kids, so she makes it that the children need to ask their parents to read off the words while they spell them. What the kids get wrong, they have to write correctly five times. It's a hassle for both Al and I.
Considering tomorrow is election day, this weeks word have to do with elections. They have off tomorrow, but we're going somewhere special, so they have to do all their homework tonight if they want to go. I look at the next word. "Vote." he writes it and looks up. "Booth." This went on for another ten minutes. "We're finally done." The door bell rang. It's probably Andromeda. "I'll be right back to help you with your corrections okay?"
"Okay dad." He smiles up at me.
I open the door and Snape is standing on my door step. What the hell?"
Severus' POV:
I try to get my mind off the events that happened. That stupid Potter child, what was he thinking? Is he honestly that much of a dunderhead to kiss me on the cheek? I don't understand how he could even think about doing that. He is mindless, selfish and all round a bloody idiot. How he has survived this long? I mean honestly the child is- this is not keeping my thoughts away from what just happened. I have to make that dumb liquid luck potion for that guy in Norway. Right I need to focus on making money. I take a deep breath and start preparing the next set of ingredients for the six month long potion.
What the hell was Potter thinking? Hell why do my thoughts keep turning to his idiocy? I can't work like this. Look at the ground bat wing, I crushed it in to a fine powder. It has to be a coarse powder. I guess I will be making a strengthening solution then, I'll find someone to buy it.
I try yet again to focus. Oh this is hopeless. I grab my coat and storm out of the house and make my way to Potter's. I ring the door bell and tap my foot impatiently. Where is this dumb brat? "Snape? Hi." He says awkwardly. "Come in I was just helping Al with his spelling. What do you need?" I could tell he was as uncomfortable.
"May I come in? Do you have somewhere we can talk in private?" I ask keeping my voice even.
"Yes, come up to my study." I follow him upstairs. "Al," He say peeking in to a room along the way "Work on something else. I have to speak with Snape."
"You'll help me later, right?" He asks his father.
"Of course." We walk a little further and reach his study. The door closes behind us.
Albus' POV:
I run to James' room. "Dad and Mister Severus are talking. Where are the extendable ears?"
"I'll find them you go get Lily we'll meet at the vent above dad's office." I dart off to Lily's room. "Come on Lils dad and Mister Severus are talking. We gotta go."
Lily jumps up and follow me and we're rushing to the third floor. "Do you think daddy like Mister Severus enough for us to have another daddy?"
I think about this for a moment. I would be nice to have another parent, but I think Mister Severus would be really strict. "I dunno, I think Mister Severus would be strict, but I think he'd care for us. He seems nice enough."
We reach the vent, and James is already there with the extendable ears out and ready. Dad's voice comes through the ear piece. "Why are you really here Snape?"
"You know why I'm here Potter." The way Mister Severus says our last name sounds like a curse.
"I may have some inkling."
"An inkling? I always knew you were an idiot, but really Potter you should have more than an inkling."
"Okay fine. I know why you are here, but honestly I have no bloody idea why I felt the need to forgive you." When dad's angry, his accent is stronger, it';s weakened since we've moved, Lily's is almost nonexistent.
"The more important question is, what was going through your bloody mind when you kissed me on the cheek? I obviously didn't scare you as much as I should have when you were a child. I was just starting to like you, your children are surprisingly sweet, for being the grandchildren of James Potter."
"Look I don't know why I kissed you. I have no idea why you are blowing this out of proportion. And remember just because you hated my father, you loved my mother. Remember they are her grandchildren,too. You also seem to forget I am her son. All you see when you look at me is my father, but for once look me in the eyes and see who I really am. I'm not James, I'm not Lily, I'm Harry, just Harry. And I believe that we could be friends if you let go of your pointless hatred. The marauders are dead and so is my mother so move on."
Harry's POV:
I could barely breath from shouting my speech. I look Snape in the eyes my chest heaving for the fact I ranted so long with out taking a breath. Hurt and confusion undoubtedly shines in my eyes as we have yet to break eye contact. His expression is unreadable. "You are right. I am living in the past, my apologies for taking my frustrations out on you. Good bye, I hope we can be friends." This time I was the one thrown for a loop as he comes closer and whispers the last part in my ear. "Harry."
That's it enjoy. :D... quick update right? Please review it makes me happy. Question of the week is what are some hobbies you have mine are drawing (even though I suck) and writing (obviously). FYI the diorama is based off one I made in like second grade.