Chapter Seven

Christmas was only two weeks away and Harry was impatiently waiting for his dad to get home. Severus had had to stay at Hogwarts to get ready for the next term and to grade some papers. But, he was done now and should be arriving any minute.

Marcus had disappeared an hour ago and Tom was off working so Harry was by himself. Although Marcus had said he had some work to do, Harry knew he didn't want to be cornered by his dad when the intimidating man arrived. Even knowing that Severus had had a few weeks to get used to the idea of the two of them dating and had already threatened Marcus through a few letters, Marcus was worried that Severus had taken the news badly.

And when the fireplace flared green and his dad stepped out of the fireplace, Harry thought that maybe Marcus was onto something.

"Harry, come with me. You and I are going to have a…chat."

Harry groaned but followed his dad out of the room.

HPSSHPSSHPSS

Harry walked unsteadily into the library where Marcus and Tom were working. When they saw him, both Slytherins grinned.

"I take it Severus is back?"

"Yes, sir. He says he will meet you in your office."

Tom nodded and swept out of the room chuckling, as Harry had finally collapsed into the nearest chair.

"Then I was right?"

Harry allowed himself to be pulled into his boyfriend's lap.

"Yes. I just got the worst lecture ever. All about how I was too young to be dating (Marcus snorted) and how things are different in the wizarding world. He also gave me the talk. And said if either of us ended up pregnant, he would chop us up and put us in the jars in his office."

Marcus shuddered. He certainly didn't want to tell Severus Snape that he had gotten his son pregnant. That would be a big n-o on all sex for a while.

"Also, he's going to make me wear a glamour charm and then you and him are going to take me to Diagon Alley for some Christmas shopping."

Marcus started laughing at Harry's traumatized expression. Harry huffed and headed up to his bedroom. Anything was better than the lack of sympathy he was getting from the Slytherins in the house.

HPSSHPSSHPSS

"Dad? You know I love you, right?"

Severus glanced up at his son, who was frowning in the mirror at his glamoured face.

"Yes, Harry."

"Then don't kill me when I either prank you or hex you."

Severus glared at Marcus as the younger man started snickering. Severus tried to ignore him as he turned back to his son.

"Harry, you even try to prank me or hex me or anything else, I'll make you regret it for a long time to come. You won't sleep peacefully until your birthday."

Harry rolled his eyes. "Dad, come on. I look horrible. You can't possibly hate me this much."

Severus looked Harry over. They had gotten him contacts so his eyes looked drastically different. The only thing Tom and he had really changed was Harry's hair. It was now a dull red color. And his scar was hidden under more glamours.

"I think you look fine."

Harry glared and headed towards the fireplace. "Thanks so much."

HPSSHPSSHPSS

An hour later, Severus and Marcus were still snickering as Harry exited the bookstore clutching several bags. Harry was clearly not finding any of this very funny if his scowl was anything to go by.

Catching them by surprise, Severus grabbed Marcus and Harry. Up ahead was a group of red heads and one bushy haired brunette.

"Merlin and Morgana. They couldn't have had worse timing."

Just as Severus moved to pull his son and his son's boyfriend into the quidditch shop, Hermione caught sight of them. Her eyes narrowed as she studied the trio. She said something before heading in their direction.

"Hello, Professor." Hermione nodded at Marcus before looking at Harry. "Hi, Harry."

Severus and Marcus pulled out their wands.

Hermione held up her hands to show she didn't mean anything. "Can I talk to you, Harry? We don't even have to go very far."

Harry glanced at his boyfriend and his dad before nodding. "Alright."

As soon as they were out of hearing range, Hermione turned to Harry. "What is wrong with you? Dumbledore told me and Ron about you leaving your relatives. And when he tried to talk to you, you never showed up. And now, you're here with Snape and Flint? You know you should return to Hogwarts."

Harry glared at the person who was supposed to be his best friend. "I am not going back to Hogwarts, Hermione. And I could care less what Dumbledore thinks."

As he turned back to his dad, Hermione grabbed his arm. "Harry if you go back to them, don't come crying to me and Ron when they turn on you."

"Don't worry. I won't."