Chapter Eleven: Expectations

While inspecting Harry's clothes, I found the boy was in need of an entire new wardrobe. The clothes the Dursley's had him wearing were entirely too big, stained, and tattered to bits. I knew that even if I had a nice salary from working at Hogwarts, I would not be able to afford everything he would need so I planned to make an extremely quick stop in Diagon Alley and go to Gringotts Bank to get him enough money from the Potter vault for new clothes and shoes.

Thinking of the Potter vault, I will have to remember to teach him how to handle expenses for when he becomes the Potter Head of House. Maybe he can work with Lucius; that would give him a chance to see what Lucius is like out of the public eye.

I sent an owl to the bank requesting a private meeting and then sat to make a list of what all we would need when we went shopping later today.

3 pairs of blue jeans

3 pairs of black jeans

2 pairs of kaki jeans/slacks

5 pairs of kaki and jeaned shorts

2 pairs dress pants

3 dress shirts

5 dark shirts long/short sleeve

5 light shirts long/short sleeve

16 pairs of socks both black and white

2 pairs of trainers

1 pair of black dress shoes

20 pairs of underwear

4 hoodies

4 sets of pajamas

I figured that would be right the amount of clothes for a reasonable summer and fall wardrobe. We will buy everything a little big, especially the long sleeve shirts and shoes, because once he reaches a healthy weight he will probably begin having more growth spurts. I will let him pick out some books to read and if he behaves a treat. With that I went to go get the boy from his room.

I knocked on his door and entered to find him sitting on his floor surrounded buy legos and building some sort of tower. He looked up at me before saying "Hey, look I made a skyscraper."

I looked at his creation in assessment before saying "It needs one more thing."

Then I bent down to pick up a small Lego flag from the floor and stuck it on top of his skyscraper.

He smiled while watching me place the flag on his tower then he said "Yeah the flag is the perfect finishing touch."

The sincerity in his statement confirmed to me that even though he is nearly thirteen he is still very much a little boy who needs a way to explore his creativity. Any affection given to him he treated as a great gift and was always looking for approval. I was surprised that he was seeking it from me of all people, but I knew the first night he stayed here with me that I was no longer just his professor but the person he would be counting on in all aspects of his life. He would be depending on me for his needs, and I was willing to be responsible for making sure those needs are met, and the approval he looks for is given.

"We are going to eat then leave for shopping, Are you ready?"

He stood from the floor and pulled on his floppy trainers before following me down to the kitchen area. I let him help me make ham and cheese sandwiches then we ate and cleaned up before apparating to Gringotts Bank. We quickly entered and asked for an escort to our private meeting. One of the goblins led us to a large meeting room where we sat at a conference table and waited for the goblin who would meet with us to arrive.

"Sir?" I looked to the boy and he explained, "I didn't bring the key to my vault."

I nodded to him before pulling it from my robes pocket and saying "I figured you would forget it so I grabbed it from where you had left it on your nightstand. I think I will hold it in my study until you get a little older. If this gets lost it could take you months to get a new one, so it is very important."

He nodded before saying, "Yeah I know I am always scared I will loose it too so that is probably a good idea."

After a few more minutes, a goblin in a very expensive suite comes in and greets us. We greet him back before I say, "I asked for this meeting because I would like for Mr. Potter to have an estimate of how much is in his vaults and what estates he holds title too."

The goblin nodded before leaving the room and returning with a long parchment that had all the Potter expenses and property values. "This is all we have on file of the Potter fortune. There may be more money in the estates but young Mr. Potter will have to wait until he is of age before he may come and claim his title then he will have to go through each estate to find out. I believe the potter vault holds all the previous financial estimates and also blueprints to each estate."

I thanked the goblin and placed the parchment in my robe to go over with potter later. "Will you show us to the Potter vault so Harry can take out some Galleons to shop with?"

The goblin nodded his consent before leading the way to the vault. I had Potter take out 50 Galleons. We then had the goblin exchange the galleons to muggle money before leaving the bank,

We apparated to London and began our shopping day. Harry treated the shopping trip as if he was on a holiday. He had told me the night prior that the Dursley's had never allowed him to go shopping before Hagrid took him to Diagon alley in his first year; so to him it was a holiday. When I let him pick the clothe on the list he seemed to be almost overwhelmed so I lead him around several popular stores and showed him some of the clothes I thought he would look nice in. He trusted my word and bought the clothes I showed him before we headed to a shoe store and I made him look for what he would like best. He picked his favorite two pairs of trainers and I picked out his dress shoes. Then when we had all the clothes on the list we went to a superstore where we bought his socks and underwear and I bought him a belt he seemed to like before he helped me pick out bedding and things for the room Draco would be staying in. The colors we chose were blue and grey. We then went to a bookstore where I asked Harry to pick five books. He chose from the youth stories and we finished our shopping day off with an ice-cream treat, he ordered double stack fudge and I ordered a pistachio sundae.

By time we arrived home that evening, Harry was dead on his feet so I sent him up for a short nap while I fixed the evening meal. After eating, we both sat in the sitting room reading quietly. When I noticed Harry fell asleep and I carried him to bed, before going to bed myself.

Although Draco's arrival was expected, I was still worried how Harry would act to the fact that he would be sharing my attention with his 'sworn enemy'. He had seemed very clingy to me since he woke up this morning from nerves and had been irritable last night when I sent him to bed resulting in me having to hand out his first swats from me after refusing the corner time I had given him. He has had my full attention since we arrived and I had included him into my schedule not only helping him with his school work but allowing him to help me prepare ingredients for potions and spending evening in the sitting room, me reading potions journals and him building with his legos until I would sent him off to bed. Now that Draco would be here though, that would be different. I will assign them both activities where they will have to work together and maybe settle their differences. I hope that by the end of this week Harry and Draco will not have so much animosity between them and I will have fewer headaches during the next term at Hogwarts.

Though I knew Lucius and Draco coming would bring out some sort of issues, I was not expecting a full blown brawl within five minutes of their arrival. Harry and I greeted Draco and Lucius at the door, the boys were distant and greeted with their usual "Potter."

"Malfoy" and that was the only two words they spoke to each other.

I ordered, "Harry take Draco to his room so he can put his things away."

Harry nodded his answer before offering Draco help with his trunk.

Draco scoffed before saying, "I don't want your filthy hands on my things Potter!"

Harry made me proud with his shrug of acceptance before leading a huffing Draco up the stairs.

I thought with Harry ignoring Draco's snubs, Draco would lay off and be easier to be around, he liked to show off but without an audience, he usually calms down

Lucius and I sat in the sitting area discussing his work and how he is doing with loosing his title when all of a sudden we hear a crash from upstairs followed by yelling and insults being thrown back and forth. Lucius and I rushed up stairs to see what had caused the crash and when we reached the top of the stairs, we see Draco's trunk laying on its side with the lid open and his clothes falling out. Then we see three portraits had fallen to the ground and Harry and Draco were rolling around on the floor slinging insults and vile words between each other.

After being in shock for a few moments, I bellow "Enough!"

Both boys freeze and stare at me before jumping to their feet and placing the blame on one another, then arguing that the other was wrong.

I simply stand in silence waiting for them to finish and when they both become silent I glare and ask "Harry, why is Draco's trunk open and strewn out?"

He takes a deep breath before saying "Draco couldn't see very well over the trunk and when he went to turn into the door way he bumped into the wall and knocked the paintings down then dropped his trunk and it flew open."

I nodded and asked Draco "What happened after you dropped your trunk?"

Draco's face became red and he looked at the floor before mumbling, "I told Harry if he wouldn't have been so stupid he wouldn't have made me make such a mess."

I nodded and had a guess where this was going but still asked "Harry, what happened after Draco told you that?"

Harry looked at the floor before scuffing the toe of his new trainer on the carpet and saying, "I told him if he wouldn't be so slimy he probably would have been able to hold on better and that was why he didn't make the quidditch team in first year like I did."

I nodded before turning to Draco and saying "And then?"

He huffed and shook his head instead of answering.

"Draco Lucius, answer your godfather before I skip the explanation and go straight to the consequences." Lucius said in a strict tone.

Draco's face reddened when his father said consequences, and he gave me a pleading look.

I in turn raised my eyebrow which encouraged him to say, "I said he made the quidditch team out of pity for him being an orphan and that is also why you let him stay with you 'cause no one else wants him either, but he tackled me first! I was only defending myself! He should be in a cage, or better yet, with his own godfather in Azkaban!"

I saw Harry's face reddening in anger so before he could retaliate I ordered him to his room.

He complied slamming his door and Draco smirked.

Warning: Spanking!

"Draco and I will be discussing this further in his own room Severus."

With that, Draco's smirk disappeared into a look of horror before his father ordered, "Draco, apologize to your godfather for behaving so atrociously."

Draco spluttered at his father before crying "But papa I didn't do anything wrong! It was all Potter's fault."

He ended by crossing his arms and pushing out his bottom lip in a pout. Lucius sighed before walking to his son and grabbing his ear in a pinch causing him to whine.

Then Lucius said, "I'm sorry Severus for my son's behavior. He will be apologizing to you directly, after I warm his bare bottom."

Draco's face turned red in embarrassment, as his father dragged him into his room while Draco tried to slither his way out of punishment.

I stood in the hall until I heard the first smack of skin connecting with skin then walked to Harry's room knowing Lucius would take care of his son.

I walked into Harry's room to find him sitting in the middle of the bed with his knees held to his chest as he rocked back and forth crying silent tears. My own heart began to break at his distress so I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled Harry into my lap for a hug. He graciously accepted and snuggled into my chest burying his face. I cooed to him that it was all right and that everything was going to be okay.

After a few minutes he calmed and leaned back to look at me then asked "Is that what every one thinks about me being on the team. I made it because I was pitied?"

I shook my head no before saying, "Harry, you have a natural talent with the broom. You inherited that from your father. You are on the team because you deserve to be…and because Professor McGonagall likes winning."

He smirked at the end then looked at me with uncertainty. "It's true, you made the team with your skill, if it was done from pity she would treat you like glass and never let you play. If you had been sorted into Slytherin I would have done the same."

He smiled at me before crashing into my chest and giving me a giant hug.

After a few more minutes, I knew it was time to move into the hard part so I pulled him back and held his chin so he would keep eye contact. "We need to discuss your behavior now Harry."

He bit his bottom lip and nodded into my hand. "I know you are smart enough to know that fighting is wrong, am I correct?"

He winced then answered, "Yes sir." in almost a whisper.

I released a deep breath before standing him up between my knees and holding each of his elbows in my hands. "We need to go over the list of thing you did wrong Harry."

He nodded so I began to list them. "You were disrespectful to Draco by insulting him and cursing at him. You disobeyed me because I told you to come to me if he upset you too much to handle your problems civilly. You put yourself in danger because you fought Draco, which could have resulted in you getting hurt. That is three broken rules, are there anymore?" He looked at me with sad teary eyes and answered "No sir." I nodded in understanding before saying, "Is there anything you want to say?"

He answered, "Yes sir, I am sorry for not coming to you. If I had, then we would not be in this mess." as two tears trailed down to his chin before dripping off.

I thought on all that had happened today, with him being worried about their arrival, but still being polite when they got here, then Harry ignoring Draco when Draco had insulted him down stairs. "I am going to give you a spanking Harry. I want you to know though, the only reason it will not be on your bare bottom, is because of, how you tried to ignore Draco when you offered him your help down stairs and he insulted you. I am proud of you for being polite and I expect you to continue trying to be polite to him afterwards, do you understand?"

He nodded his head and I reached for the button on his jeans. He went to stop me but quickly stopped himself by dropping his hand to his sides and letting me pull down his jeans, leaving his boxers up. "Good boy Harry, you are being very brave." I praised before I picked him up and lay him over my lap.

I allowed him to wiggle around to find a comfortable spot before I adjusted him a little further forward so his bottom was up higher. Then I pulled his shirt tail up so his lower back was bare resting my left hand there and giving a small rub before raising my right hand, bringing it down with a loud SMACK in the middle of his cheeks. He flinched hard but settled again before I give him another SMACK in the middle of his right cheek and a SMACK to the middle of his left. My hand was large and covered nearly both his cheeks so I knew that even thought he had only received three it felt like more and I was smacking very firmly causing my own hand to sting.

I moved my smacks lower so the sting would be on fresh skin but overlapped with the last.

SMACK SMACK SMACK

His body stayed still but he grabbed two fistfuls of my jeans and squeezed until his knuckles turned white.

I lowered my aim again not quite on the sit spots, but near enough, his legs involuntarily kicked.

SMACK SMACK SMACK

The next round was above the first ones but still overlapping causing him to wiggle his bottom back and forth to get out of my aim.

SMACK SMACK SMACK

His breathing was now ragged and hitching so I knew the lesson had sunken in so I asked "Harry you will try to behave for the rest of the time Draco is here right?"

His voice was wet and cracked when he answered, "Yes sir!" then he began gulping in breaths to keep the sobbing at bay, but I had a remedy for that, and said "That's good Harry, let's make sure."

I pushed him further over my knee lifting one and lowering the other so his sit spot was in perfect position, then I raised my hand again letting the sting finally fall to the bottom of his cheeks.

SMACK SMACK SMACK

He choked out his first sobs and I made sure he could not suck them back in again with two final smacks to each crease, where bottom met thigh, in rapid succession.

SMACK SMACK to the left and,

SMACK SMACK to the right, before I rested my hand onto his bare thigh as he went limp in exhaustion.

I let him lay over my knee without comfort until I was sure he was releasing his guilt, and then I lifted him to my chest and wrapped him in a tight hug while I tried to hide my own teary eyes at having to cause him his tears.

The spanking did not last very long but his crying did, I understood though because I believed this was his first actual spanking. I kept him held tight to my chest, and up off my lap so he did not have any pressure on his stinging bottom and used that hand that had just been spanking him to rub up and down soothingly from his neck to his thighs being careful not to add any more discomfort.

I cooed in his ear "You took your spanking very bravely Harry, your a good boy and your fully forgiven and I am not mad at you."

I kept repeating those statements while making "shhh" sounds in between. After about fifteen minutes, his tears were nearly gone and he was nearly asleep. I continued rubbing his back and sore bottom for a few more minutes before I turned and lay him down on his bed then removes his jeans. After I cover him up, I surprise myself by giving him a kiss to his temple. I watch as he snuggles further into his pillows before I turn and walk from the room shutting the door with a soft click.

I return down stairs to find Lucius looking out of the front window onto the rolling vineyard fields. He releases a deep tired sigh before he turns to me. "I'm not surprised that they went at each other, just that we had not been here for an hour before it happened."

He stated with an amused grin. I snicker at his statement and say "I was hoping they would at least wait until a little later but I guess they both felt it necessary to welcome each other in true fashion."

He rolled his eyes at that and I ask him to come up to my study. "That way we can hear the boys when they awake." I explained.

Once we were upstairs and seated, I asked, "Where will you be going for your honeymoon?" he replied excitedly "We rented a cabin in Germany. We have always wanted to go to Germany before but when Draco was born we decided to put it off until he was older, Cissa didn't want to be to far from her baby."

I could feel his affection for his wife rolling off him in waves. "You already knew that though so how about we talk about the boy your living with, is it just for the summer or are you going to hold on to him for a while."

I could not tell how he felt about Harry staying with me, but I knew what he was thinking

What if the rumors of the Dark Lords return are true?

I was eager to have someone to discuss Harry with, and so I fully took my chance with Lucius. "I have been thinking on that, have you heard anything about me taking him? Are they looking for him?"

Lucius shook his head and said, "No one is saying a thing it's like he doesn't exist in the summer, then when school begins he is in every wizarding newspaper issue around the world. How were you able to get him?"

I was not surprised Dumbledore would keep it to himself about me stepping in and taking the boy, because he knew it would make him look incompetent and with him being the headmaster of one of the biggest wizarding schools there, and would not take that chance with his career.

"At the end of the last school year I went to Dumbledore to tell him I couldn't help protect the boy anymore I was going refuse anymore to do with him but when I was leaving Dumbledore's office he called me back and ordered me to go to Harry's relatives and watch how he was treated." Lucius was on the edge of his chair holding his breath so I asked, "What is it?" he released his breath in a whoosh before asking.

"You call him Harry now?"

I sighed in irritation before saying, "Yes, now let me finish and you will understand."

He nodded and sat back into his chair before giving me a hand signal to go on. "Like I was saying, I went to the relatives house two weeks after school let out expecting him to be running his aunt and uncle mad but what I found instead was his aunt, uncle, and cousin beating and starving the boy. His uncle was in the process of pounding the boy into the ground when I stepped in. I took Harry back to Hogwarts where I gave him healing potions a hot meal and immediately started him on a nutrient potion, which he will probably have to take everyday well into the next school year before he is healthy enough to keep weight on normally. After I made sure he was well I asked him some questions to see if what I had see was normal or maybe this was something out of the ordinary but from his answers and the way he still acts he has been seriously abused and neglected since Dumbledore left him with them."

Luscious seem sickened that the boy had been through something so horrible. Then he looked to me in outrage and asked. "Did Dumbledore know what was going on?"

I gave him a solemn nod because I felt the same way about it. Lucius sprang from his chair and paced agitatedly saying, "He's supposed to be the hero of the bloody wizarding world and that is how the old bastard repays his sacrifice!" Luscious raged. "Severus you can't let him be sent back to those monsters, he needs you." I nodded my agreement before hearing a throat cleared from the doorway. Lucius and I both turned to see Draco standing there uncertainly.

"Come in Draco."

He walked to me before saying, "Uncle Sev, I'm sorry for fighting with Potter and causing so much trouble. Will you forgive me?"

I smiled and gathered the lanky boy into my lap "Of course my dragon, thank you for apologizing."

He smiled back then gave me a hug.

His father resumed his seat on the chair he had been sitting in earlier, and said, "Draco I know you and Harry have been feuding while in school, but while you are staying here you are a guest, therefore, you will act accordingly. Just as every other time you have stayed with your godfather, if I come back to find you have given him reason to punish you, I will punish you again when we return home. Do you understand son?"

Draco turned in my lap to face his father while his father was speaking, and then dutifully answered, "Yes Papa."

After a few minutes of deliberation Draco turns to me and asks, "Did Potter's relatives really hurt him?" his question was laced with worry.

"Yes they hurt him, but he is fine now. He isn't hurt anymore nor will he be hurt in the future if I have anything to do with it." I answered.

Draco seemed to accept that answer before getting up and walking to his father to climb onto his lap for attention.

"I am going to go in and wake Harry before I go down to cook the evening meal." With that, I stood and left father and son to spend time with each other before Lucius took his leave.

While walking down the hall I listen for any sounds of Harry being awake. When I hear nothing, I walk into his room figuring he is still asleep, and am surprised to find his bed empty. I call out for him and hear his answer from the bathroom. I sit on the edge of his bed and wait for him. When he opens the door, he looks at me shyly before dropping his eyes to the floor and asking, "Am I still in trouble?"

I give him a sad smile before answering, "No Harry, once you have taken your punishment, you are forgiven."

I then open my arms for him and he takes a few attentive steps towards me before barreling into my chest and wrapping me in a tight hug. I returned the hug with one arm while brushing my hand through his messy hair with the other saying calming things to him, as I had earlier.

Once I feel he is calm again, I ask, "Would you like to come and help me prepare our evening meal? Draco is spending time with Lucius in the study."

He thought for a minute before smiling and asking, "What are we making?"

I smirk at his question before saying, "I haven't decided yet, let's go and see what we have."

He jumps from my lap and heads towards the door. "Uh, Harry?" I stop him.

He turns and looks at me questioningly and I tilt my head towards his bare legs saying, "Maybe you should put on a pair of pajama bottoms first."

He sees what I am talking about before giving me a childish grin, as he quickly walks to his armoire to pull out a pair of grey sweat pants. When he is ready, we walk together to the kitchen.

[Announcement: Yes! Another long chapter. I do not know if you guys like them but I do because I can fit a lot in, and you guys have something to keep you busy between updates. Speaking of updates, I have not been posting the last few days because my internet usage ran out so I had to wait until the 26th for it to restart. Now though, you can expect regular updates.]