Making the future history

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Chapter 26: Questions

It had been a few days since Harry's birthday and he had been working very hard at mastering Occlumency and found that it was definitely getting easier. Most of the time now Severus saw only a glimpse of something in Harry's mind before being pushed out entirely and the visions of Voldemort had stopped. Severus was also starting to teach Harry useful spells that he may need during the horcrux quest, which was just making him much more nervous about what he needed to do.

Nevertheless, Harry was still determined to make things work with Severus and sincerely hoped that those close to him would be happy for him. They had not told anyone yet, as Severus was uncertain as to whether to call it a relationship or something different. He had never had something like this before and was terrified of the idea of it, which is why he was unable to acknowledge that he and Harry were more than friends. It was only when Severus was teaching Harry that he younger man got up the courage to ask what was going on.

'Severus I need to talk to you about something' he began nervously.

'What is it Harry?'

'Well you know that we're like…you know…'

'Obviously I don't know, which is partially due to the fact that you're not making any sense.'

'That's the thing. I can't finish that sentence. What is going on with us? What are we? What's happening?'

'I see no need to label anything. What would be the point?'

'So that I could actually tell people and not worry about how to word it.'

'We are what we are' he said simply.

'And what is that Severus? Do you even care about me?'

'Of course I care about you Harry. You should know that.'

'Then tell me what this is.'

'I don't know. I haven't done this before so I don't know what to call it.'

Harry thought about this for a while and still came to no better idea as to what their connection was. Although he wanted to call it a relationship, he didn't think that Severus would be comfortable with that and so he didn't make the suggestion.

'I'm going to the burrow tonight. Can I tell Ron and Hermione?'

'I suppose that would be ok.'

The lesson continued with a somewhat distracted Harry, who was now worried about what he had gotten himself into. There he was a 17-year-old wizard that was helplessly in love with this man, who had finally accepted his feelings for him but he didn't feel that Severus wanted the same that he did.

Later on, Harry left for the burrow, giving Severus a kiss before leaving, something that he thought he could get used to. It was a nice feeling knowing that he could do this with the man he loved and that one little kiss gave out so much emotion that it left him with a tingly feeling in his stomach. They hadn't yet discussed it but Harry knew that term started in less than a month, meaning that Severus would soon have to move back to Hogwarts. He wasn't sure how far in advance he would have to do this but if they were to be transforming the school into how the Deatheaters wanted it, it would be sooner rather than later. He tried not to think on this too much; he had spent so long living with Severus that he couldn't imagine not living with him now.

When Harry arrived at the burrow, Hermione was waiting outside for him and he wasn't sure why. She ran across to him, looking slightly flustered.

'Harry I've waited ages now. I've tried to be patient but I just can't' she said ridiculously fast.

'What Hermione? What are you talking about?'

'Something's happened hasn't it? And you haven't told me! Why haven't you told me? I want to know what's going on.'

'Hermione please slow down. Let's go in.'

'But Harry I want to know. I told you as soon as something happened with me and Ron' she pleaded.

'Ok let's go in and I will answer all your questions.'

So they went inside, where Hermione immediately dragged Harry upstairs and into Ron's room.

'You two seriously! Hermione let the man breathe! And you mate- you need to tell her whatever it is she wants to know because she's been driving me mental!' Hermione glowered at Ron and turned to Harry, clearly ready to start what may as well have been the Spanish Inquisition.

'So what happened with that guy after we lost you?' she looked almost as if she was about to hear something that she didn't really want to know.

'Nothing really. He tried it on with me and I couldn't get him off. The next thing I know he goes flying backwards and Severus is there.'

'So you didn't want him?'

'Hermione can you phrase that in a way that doesn't make me want to be sick?' Ron asked, looking slightly uncomfortable.

'Shut up Ron. You can leave if you don't want to know' Hermione interrupted.

'This is my room!'

'SHHH! Harry?'

'No I didn't. I only want him.'

'Awww that's so sweet. What was he like when you got home?'

'He wanted to make sure that nothing else happened and then he put me to bed.' Ron turned white when Harry said this, obviously concerned about what he was going to hear next. Hermione on the other hand, practically squealed with excitement.

'And?'

'That was it then really. I slept and he gave me a hangover cure the next day. He admitted that he didn't want other people kissing me and I got angry when he wouldn't tell me why. He kept saying that he couldn't say it so I shouted at him. Then he kissed me.' That last sentence had mixed reactions around the room: Harry blushed slightly and looked down, Hermione bounced on her feet and Ron went from white to green, although smiled all the same, trying to be supportive.

'Oh my god Harry that's amazing! So what's happened since then?'

'Just the same as that day really. We've had lessons and I've got loads better at Occlumency now but in between we kiss, which is nice but now I'm gutted that he'll be going back soon. Also, he won't admit to us being anything…he won't let me call it anything.'

'Harry considering everything that's going on, surely you can understand why he doesn't want to get too attached. He's not trying to hurt you- he loves you.'

'I don't think he does Hermione.'

'Men are such idiots. Yes he does Harry. You can tell by the way he looks at you and how protective of you he is. Isn't that right Ron?'

'I don't really know. I don't know him well enough. But he definitely cares about you a lot' he offered.

Harry really appreciated Ron trying to be involved in his love life, especially as he knew it made him a little uncomfortable. He spent the rest of the day discussing how different Hogwarts was going to be this year and some part of him was glad that he wouldn't be there to see his home turn into something so evil. He felt particularly bad for all the muggleborns that he was sure would suffer with the Deatheaters running the place. And what was going to happen to Severus? How would he cope having to try and talk others around to being Deatheaters when he himself would give anything not to be one?

Severus was waiting for Harry to arrive home, not aware of the fact that they had both been considering the same things all day. The older man was getting more and more fed up with being the evil monster that people were expecting him to be. That wasn't the real him and it had never bothered him as much as now: being in love with Harry had showed him the real him and what life could be like if he no longer had to pretend. All of this just got on top of him until the point where he sat alone at the kitchen table with a bottle of firewhiskey and paying absolutely no attention to how much he was putting in each glass. He was nowhere near drunk but the alcohol had hit him hard enough to make him feel that life just wasn't going to get better. His mind suddenly fell into a spiralling pit and he hit his head on the table, wanting to rid it of its thoughts.

When Harry walked in to see Severus with his head in his arms and a half-empty bottle of firewhiskey next to him, he immediately panicked.

'Severus, what's going on? Are you ok?' Severus hadn't heard Harry come in and now felt ashamed that he was in this state. He chose to ignore Harry, hoping that he would give up but perhaps he should have known better.

'Severus answer me, what's going on?'

'Is that much not obvious?'

'Ok then tell me why.' Severus just sighed in response.

'Harry soon enough I am going to go back to Hogwarts and force the idea of joining the Dark Lord onto children and send those that don't listen for punishment. How exactly would you feel?'

'Awful' Harry admitted, 'but in the end you have to remember that you are doing this for a good cause. You're not one of the bad guys Severus and you know it.'

'Then why do I feel like one?'

'Because you've never in your life let anyone believe that you have any good in you but some of us know the real you and I, for one, am not going to let you believe you're a bad person.' Severus looked up at Harry finally.

'Harry just because I'm not a Deatheater does not make me a good person.'

'No but saving lives and putting yourself at risk everyday DOES make you a good person. Why can't you see that?' When Harry got no response to this, he knelt down in front of Severus and put his arms around him. Severus lent into the embrace and couldn't help but feel warm inside, although he would never admit this out loud. Harry really was trying his best to make him see his good qualities and Severus couldn't believe that this man would do that for him. He pulled Harry up and kissed him lightly on the head, feeling not much better than before but not wanting to drag Harry down with him. Sensing this, Harry let his lips touch the other man's, hoping that despite Severus not wanting to admit his emotions, he might be able to feel them through his actions.

The response was immediate and the tenderness of the kiss told Harry that Severus needed to be looked after and so he protectively wrapped his arms around the taller man, holding him against his body. He put his hands through the long black hair and stroked the side of Severus' head with his thumb. Oddly, the other man enjoyed the sensation and responded positively by putting his arms around Harry's waist and melting into the comforting kiss that was being offered to him.

'Come on Severus, let's go to bed. You need your sleep' Harry said quietly when he broke apart from the kiss.

'Will you come with me?' Severus asked, concerned about how it would make him sound. He didn't like being weak but the alcohol wouldn't let him keep his mouth shut; he would just have to regret it in the morning. Harry was taken aback by Severus' request but knew a lot better than to refuse.

'Of course I will' he simply responded smiling.

Harry took Severus up to his room as they both turned their backs to each other and undressed, ready for bed, leaving only their boxers. The two climbed into bed together, wished each other a good night and drifted into a secure sleep, feeling safer knowing that neither of them were alone.

Had to shove a bit of vulnerable Sev in because it's not very often that it happens haha. Just wanted Harry to have a little bit of control for a while.

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