Title: Nervous
For: Caveat Lector 52/Kayla
House: Slytherin
Name: Dramionefan4life
Harry Potter walked down the stairs to the dungeons in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He had walked these halls many times before, but never seemed as nervous as he was today. Today, however, his nerves didn't come from the thought of seeing Severus Snape, Hogwarts Potions Master for a long time. It was quite the opposite in fact. He was hoping Severus would help him calm down.
You see, it was well known that Severus Snape was Harry Potter's father, well adopted father. It was the reason for his trip to the dungeons. He hoped that his dad could give him the advice he needed to get through what was causing his nerves.
Harry gave the password when he reached the portrait of Salazar Slytherin, the man who guarded his father's rooms. He was barely inside the door when he felt someone run into him. "Harry! I've missed you!" said Harry's five year old brother Skyler.
Harry laughed. "You saw me not that long ago, Sky."
"It was TWO days ago, Harry. That is a long, long, long time!"
"You're right. I'm sorry I've been such a horrible brother to not come see you for a whole two days. I will make sure not to do that ever again. Will you forgive me?"
"Okay Harry, I forgive you."
Harry smiled and gave his brother a hug. He could still remember the day that he found out Sam, his adoptive mother, told him that she was pregnant. He had been so excited about being a big brother that most thought he was looking forward to the baby more than his parents. The day that Skyler was born had been a happy day for everyone in the family.
"Sky where are mum and dad? I looked for dad up in his office but I couldn't find him there."
"Daddy and mummy are in their room. They said that I should stay out here and play with my toys. Mummy said that she wanted to help daddy relax before the feast tonight. Are you here to help daddy relax too Harry?"
Harry laughed. He knew exactly what his parents were up to and he wanted nothing to do with that. His face scrunched up at the thought of the last night he walked in to a scene like that. It still gave him nightmares to think about it. "No, I think mum can do that on her own. I wanted to talk to dad but maybe you and I could do something instead. How would you like to go flying for a bit with me? We could leave a note for mum and dad so they don't get worried about you."
Before Sky could answer both boys heard their parents' door open. Harry smirked at his parents. "Relaxed enough Dad? Wouldn't want you tense during the feast, now would we?"
Severus glared at his son. "Brat."
Sam walked over to Harry and gave him a hug. "Hello, dear. What brings you down here? You didn't come down just to annoy your father, did you?"
Harry laughed. "As much fun as that is, no, that's not why I came down here. I just wanted to talk to Dad a bit but Sky informed me that you were helping him relax."
Severus glared at his son again. "Well as you can see, your mother and I are done relaxing. What was it that you wanted to talk about?"
"Could we go into your lab?"
"Sure." The two walked into the lab, which was located just off the living room. Once inside they sat at one of the lab tables. "What's wrong, Harry?"
"I, oh I don't know. I'm nervous I guess."
"Why are you nervous? We both know that you will make a great teacher."
"How can you be sure of that though? What if I'm a horrible teacher? What if none of my students want to listen to me? I've never taught a day in my life. What if I make a big bloody idiot of myself? Then no one will ever take me seriously." Harry put his head in his hands. Maybe taking the open Potions position was not his best idea.
Severus laid his hand on his son's shoulder. "Harry, you will be a great teacher. I wouldn't have given you the position otherwise. You have nothing to worry about. You taught your classmates defensive spells in your fifth year. Did you know that all those that you taught got Outstandings on their OWLs? Well, they did." He put two fingers under his son's chin. He raised Harry's chin up, forcing his son to look him in the eye. "Harry, don't worry about it. Just relax and be yourself. You will do fine, I promise."
Harry sighed. He knew what his father said was right. He also knew he was worrying for no reason but he just couldn't help it. It was in his nature to worry about nothing before shocking himself and the world with his abilities. "You're right. I know you are. I'm just, me." He sighed and stood up. "Right, I need to relax. Before you even say it, no I'm not going to do so in the way you just did. Would you mind if I took Sky out for some flying? You know that it helps me relax. It could be some fun brother time."
"Sure, I don't see why not. Are you sure he wants to go? Have you asked him?"
"Yes, I asked him. He was about to give his answer when you and mum walked into the living room."
"Well, let's go ask him."
They walked back into the living room to find Sam tickling Skyler on the couch. They both laughed at the sight. "Hey Sky, do you want to go out and fly?"
"Yes! Can I mum? Dad? Please?!"
"Sure." Severus said. "Go before I change my mind."
"Or he starts kissing Mum again." Harry mumbled.
"I heard that, Brat."
"Heard what? I didn't say anything," he said with a smirk. "Come on, Sky. Let's go."
"Okay, Harry. See you later Mum and Dad."
"Bye, boys," Sam said. "Harry, keep him safe."
"Don't worry, Mum. He'll be fine." Harry turned to Skyler. "I'll race you Sky."
Both boys ran out the portrait, trails of laughter following in their wake.