A/N: *hums an eery tune* I wonder how long it will take for certain people having a mental breakdown.
Oh and I still don't have a beta so all mistakes are mine alone.
Zabuzamaniac: The HP/SS/LV pairing wouldn't be announced in the summary if it wouldn't be in the story
Chapter 4: Who is Sirius Black?
For a long moment, Harry just stood there staring at the sign above the shop several different emotions flickering over his face, mainly shock and surprise but also hope. Severus observed how once Harry came out of his stupor he darted forwards and into the shop. He followed him in a more sedated but nonetheless brisk pace, entering the shop to see how Harry frantically looked around until he seemed to have found the one he was searching for.
"George," he cried out before he ran up to a young man in the mid-twenties with deep-red hair that could be compared to the colour of blood.
When Harry reached the man, he without further ado wrapped his arms around George's shoulders and hugged him as if he feared the other would vanish should he let go. George though first was wholly stunned but soon laced his arms around Harry returning the hug while snickering lowly.
"Harry, it is so good to see you again," George said.
"George, never ever do that again," Harry now sobbed against the other's shoulder.
George sighed. "Harry, I cannot tell you how sorry I am for what happened, but I cannot, and I will not promise you that I won't do it again because I would always do everything to protect you," George replied starting to cradle his hair.
Harry took a few deep breaths before he leaned back and looked at George directly while whipping his tears away. "I know," he muttered before he continued with a stern glare. "But that doesn't change anything about the fact that I don't want to lose you…again. So, Death…" he began, but someone interrupted him.
"George dear brother o' mine am I imagining things, or did I really hear…," another young man said, who looked for Severus on first glance identical to the other before he rushed forward like Harry did earlier and embraced the teenager in a hug. "Harry!"
"Fred? So, Death brought you both here?!" Harry asked still not able to fully believe it. "Don't worry he knows…well not everything yet but more than enough," he added when he saw how the twins looked at Severus.
"What would I be without my dear brother Forge?" George said mock hurt throwing one arm over Harry's shoulder.
"Well spoke dear brother o' mine and what would I be without you Gred?" Fred nodded wisely mirroring his twins' actions.
"And what would the world be without the infamous Devils of Gryffindor?" they chorused.
The antics of the twins made Harry laugh. "How I have missed you both and your antics," he said still snickering. "Sev, come here," he told Severus, who stood next to a shelf obviously not knowing whether to stay or to leave Harry to this reunion with friends who apparently were from his time. Harry also flicked his hand towards the door locking and sealing it to give them the much-needed privacy. Luckily it was lunchtime, and the children were at Hogwarts, so it was quite calm.
Still not knowing what to think about this entire thing, Severus walked over to where Harry was standing with the twins.
"Sev, this is Fred and George…uhm did you two also change your last name or is your hair colour all that changed?" Harry addressed Fred.
"It is Weathersby now," George chuckled.
Harry's eyes widened. "Wasn't that what Crouch was always calling your stick-in-the-ass brother?" Harry snorted when the twins adopted an innocent face, which he didn't believe for even one second. "Anyway, they are from my time and two of my best friends, you should be careful around them though, especially when they adopt their innocence face."
"Oi, stop telling lies about us," Fred replied with a hurt expression.
Harry snickered. "The only time when you are innocent is when you sleep, and even that is questionable."
"He might have a point there, Forge," George mused.
"Aw, now you destroyed my illusion…nothing will ever be the same," Fred sighed dramatically feigning shock. "What to do? My world is in pieces."
Harry started to laugh at the twin's antics, and even Severus couldn't stop his smirk.
"Ignore my dear brother, he had too much coffee this morning," George snickered earning himself a pout from Fred. "Anyway Harry…did you already meet a certain quartet?" he questioned tentatively.
"If you mean the Marauders then yes I already had the doubtful pleasure of meeting them. I mean I knew that Pettigrew was a snivelling rat and a traitor not to mention that they are no saints but what I witnessed…that is not pranking that is bullying," Harry huffed.
"And to think that they were our idols for the longest part of our life," George muttered but hasted to explain his point when he became aware of Severus' darkening gaze, even as a teenager he could be scary as hell. "We might be pranksters at heart Snape, but we would never stoop so low as to bully someone not to mention that Harry would long have broken with us if we did. No, we actually threw the four out of our shop when we became aware of how they talked about you…imagine what pranks we could play on Snivellus with these…disgusting that's what it is," he shuddered at the thought alone.
That was especially because when the Marauders had said that, they had been standing in front of the fireworks, those certainly were NOT meant for pranks, and Umbridge only had suffered from them because she definitely deserved it but undeniably not Snape and even less this younger one.
It had been a massive blow to them to see what their idols really were like. The twins had their honour as pranksters, and that forbade them to even as much as aid bullies by selling them something from their shop, so the only thing they could do was throwing them out. Sure, Potter instantly went to his father afterwards complaining about it, and the next day Charlus Potter stood in their shop going so far as to threaten them with ruining their business, but that hasn't deterred them from their decision. They didn't know what happened afterwards, but they never heard from them again after that day. Hopefully, they would leave them alone because they didn't doubt that should Harry get to know about it now that he was here he would make them regret even thinking about getting to the twins through their shop.
Severus, on the other hand, looked at the twins his head cocked to the side and eyes narrowed before he nodded slightly obviously having assessed whether the twins were truthful in what they said or not. From what he saw the day prior Harry didn't like the Marauders very much, and he didn't doubt that he would break with the twins would they supply the Marauders so yes, he was inclined to believe them.
"Thank you and please call me Severus," he finally said holding out his hand towards the right twin he thought was called George, they were hard to discern.
"That goes without saying. Any friend of Harry is also our friend," George replied shaking Severus' hand before Fred did the same. "And should you ever need anything…we also accept owl orders."
"That reminds me, when did you arrive? I mean when I look around, you must have been here for several months at least," Harry wondered.
"We arrived shortly before the summer holidays started at Hogwarts this year," George replied. "Death then supplied us with enough money to restart the shop without having to worry about money for at least a few years and yeah the rest is as the saying goes history. It was quite simple really, Death gave us a choice…either going on to the next great adventure or coming here and helping you all the while reigning you in," he now laughed.
Harry looked at him in disbelieve. "You reigning me in? The better question would be who reigns you in," Harry laughed.
"That would be us," suddenly another male voice said coming from where the private and storage area of the shop was.
Harry turned around to see Neville standing in the doorway with Luna draped around him. "Neville! Luna!" he exclaimed, quickly walking over and embracing his best friends in a hug before walking back to where the others were standing watching him. "I really have to thank Death when I see him the next time."
"That will be an interesting meeting," Luna piped in with a dreamy expression.
Harry blinked a few times before he snickered. "Then there is something I can look forward to," he said while looking at his watch. "Oh damned, it is already past twelve, and we have to be back at the Cauldron at one. I'm sorry, but we have to cut this meeting short I surely come by again soon though."
"No problem. Say what house did you end up in?" Neville asked, but Harry only smirked.
"Nev, that was a stupid question," Luna scolded him. "Where else should he go other than with his lovely friend?"
Neville snickered before giving Luna a quick kiss. "You're right my love, this was a stupid question."
"So, you ended up in Slytherin? What Name did you use? I mean Potter certainly is out," George asked.
"Tom Hadrian Eldrid," Harry answered with a smile that spoke of a prank in coming.
Harry and Severus could see how everyone else was thinking about what they just heard when Neville drew a sharp breath.
"Harry!" he exclaimed. "You're insane, the Dark Lord will certainly kill you."
"Oh, I highly doubt that," Luna mused with an expression that told everyone that she knew something that she wouldn't share, not yet anyway.
"I never said that I was sane," Harry laughed not replying to Luna knowing that it would be futile to try and get answers from her, she would tell you what she knew when she thought the time is right. "And I doubt that he will kill me anytime soon, at least this morning he was quite calm and more curious when he stalked me."
"Wait, what?" it was not only Severus who was shocked, but he was the one to speak up having no idea where and when Harry met the Dark Lord since he had been with him the entire morning. "When did the Dark Lord stalk you?"
Harry though looked at him as if that must be clear and from the pinching of his nose Harry could see that Severus just realised where and when.
"In the bookshop, you didn't talk to only Lord Carrow did you?" he asked pensively.
"No, I didn't," Harry chuckled.
"So, you want to become an ally of the Dark Lord?" Neville asked.
Harry sighed before he shrugged. "It is the only way I see to keep the future from playing out a second time. You know that I cannot do it alone or even with your help, we need people and resources, we have neither. Sure, the Peverell vaults are far from empty, but money alone will not win us this war," he explained himself.
"Harry don't worry. We stood with you the last time the world turned against you, and we won't stop now. You think the Dark Lord is the best option for us? Then we stand behind you no matter what, we're not those traitorous backstabbing wannabe friends," Neville told him with passion.
"Thank you," Harry said with a warm smile, it was a great relief that his friend would stay with him. "However, we have to go now if I want to get new robes and a wand."
"Indeed," Severus simply stated having stayed silent most of the time carefully observing the interactions.
"Very well, twins I hope you don't level anything to the ground while I'm not with you," he snickered.
"As if we would do that," Fred conceded. "Do you need anything before you return to Hogwarts?"
Harry hummed lowly stroking his chin. "No or wait yes…do you have some of your Improved Darkness Powder?" he finally asked.
"How many times do we have to tell you that it is Peruvian Instant Darkness Powder?" George laughed. "But yes, we have some for you, free of charge as always."
Severus observed how George walked over to a bowl which contained a black powder that shimmered in different other colours depending on how the light fell on it, wondering what it was and how it was used but if Harry took some with him he didn't doubt that he would see it in action sometime soon. George quickly filled some of the powder into a paper bag before sealing it close and giving it to Harry who placed it in the bag with his books.
"Thank you, I'll make good use of it, but we really have to leave now," he said with a smile. "I'll certainly stay in touch."
"You better do, or we might come storming Hogwarts," the twins joked.
"And be careful with the Dark Lord, we don't want to have to come and save you," Neville added.
"Don't forget to send us the memories of your encounters with the idiots," Fred piped in.
"I will," Harry's smile softened. "Thank you…for everything."
Harry hugged everyone before he turned to Severus and motioned him that they would leave. With a flick of his hand, he dispelled the wards he had placed on the door before stepping through and out into the alley with the last wave towards his friends. He continuously wondered just how lucky he was that he not only ended up with the man, well now a teenager, he loved but with his best friends as well, his real friends.
They both walked silently next to each other on their way to Ollivander's. Harry didn't know why but he could feel that something changed in Severus' behaviour. Ever since their visit to Gringotts and especially now after their meeting with the others, he seemed to be more closed off and distant than this morning.
When Harry had enough of Severus' antics, he stopped and turned towards the other teenager looking at him inquiringly.
"What the heck is wrong?" he asked straight to the point having no wish to dance around the bush at the moment.
"Nothing," was the prompt and short answer from Severus but Harry instantly knew that it was a lie.
Harry's gaze hardened. "Do not lie to me, Severus," he said pronouncing every word. When he hated something, it was being lied to, and after having been lied to ones too often, it was no wonder that he despised lies. "Something is bothering you, and I want to know what."
Severus didn't answer though, he only looked Harry straight into the eyes. Harry fed up grabbed Severus' right arm and dragged him into the next small side alley before pushing him against the wall leaning over him his hands placed on either side of the other teenager's head. Fortunately, he wasn't that much shorter than Severus. Severus stared at him in surprise.
"Severus, seriously what is the problem?" Harry pressed him on in a worried tone. "Ever since we stepped out of Gringotts you seem to have distanced yourself not to mention since we left the joke shop."
Severus looked at Harry and first just wanted to refuse to answer but then he saw it in Harry's eyes, hurt and even a little bit of fear, it was well hidden, but it was there. He didn't know what to think about it, so he decided that it was time to get a few answers.
"What do you want from me?" he asked in the end.
"I beg your pardon?" Harry was confused, what did Severus mean?
"What do you want from me?" he asked again much to Harry's increased confusion, but this time he elaborated his question. "I mean you're richer than the ten richest pure-bloods together, you have your friends with you, and obviously you're the most powerful wizard alive not to mention Death's best friend so what do you want from me? I'm no one compared to you…is this some sick game you're playing? Because if it is, I can tell you that I won't play along."
Harry looked at him not getting what the other teenager wanted from him, but the longer he thought about it, the more it dawned on him. Severus was much like him in more regards than he would have thought probably thanks to his father and not a small part thanks to his own father James Potter, being bullied at every turn. Possibly having been told that he was a freak or an abomination only because of something he had no control over – magic – that he was worth less than the dirt under his father's nails, maybe even beaten, no wonder he was second-guessing his motives.
Taking a deep breath, Harry let his head sink against Severus' shoulder. That was indeed not how he thought things would go, he hoped that he had time, could do things slowly as not to overwhelm Severus and scare him away but now he had only two options. One, he waited with telling Severus as he originally planned and inevitably lose him here and now, or second, he told him now and probably lose him too, but then at least he could say that he tried.
Harry swallowed, making his decision before he took all his courage, looked up and started to speak. "Severus, I'm not playing any games with you…never with you," he told him, but when he saw that Severus wanted to speak up, he placed a finger over the other teenager's lips. "Please let me finish."
Severus only nodded upon which Harry smiled thankfully.
"What you have to know is that in my entire life there was ever only one person I truly loved," he could feel how Severus tensed beneath him. "That is you," here Harry looked at Severus trying to gauge his reaction, but it seemed that Severus could only stare at him, so he continued. "I have to admit that in my first school years I hated you quite a lot for how you treated me, but I think it must have been in my fifth year where everything changed, I began to see the reason for why you behaved like you did and I started to respect you…revere you even. When my feelings turned to love I don't know but the one thing I knew was that you'd never reciprocate my feelings…hell you were double my age and my Professor. However, that didn't stop my feelings towards you.
"Then there was the battle of Hogwarts, and everything went to hell in a handbasket. Because of Dumbledore's scheming Voldemort called you to the Shrieking Shack and long story short his familiar Nagini bit you, poison you. I arrived shortly after he left and found you," Harry's head now again rested against Severus' shoulder tears starting to flow down his face, the dam indeed had broken, and he doubted that he could stop now even if he wanted to.
He took a few deep breaths to compose himself before he continued, his pain clearly audible. "You died in my arms and…and my entire world died with you," he chuckled, but it was hollow. "The thing is…was that Dumbledore expected me to willingly step in front of Voldemort's Killing Curse so that the Dark Lord could be defeated, and I did. Not because of those muggle loving idiots or because it would save the wizarding world, no for all I cared they could go to hell…well most of them. No, why I, in the end, stepped in front of the Killing Curse was because of you. I wanted to die, wanted to die in the hope of being reunited with you even if it was only as friends…I didn't care, as long as I would be with you, I would be happy.
"But heaven forbid that I would be happy, I couldn't even die properly. I was so frustrated and angry about it, I doubt the Dark Lord expected that kind of fury when I battled and consequently defeated him. However, once the Dark Lord was no more and my anger abated, I felt hollow, without you in it my life was empty. Sure, I got the job everyone expected me to, married the woman everyone expected me to and even fathered the children everyone expected me to. Then they started all this shit with the muggles and that we should reconnect," Harry snorted.
"That was when my anger returned full force. They knew exactly what I went through with my relatives, not to mention about the Dark Lord or you but no they didn't want to see that muggles knowing about magic were a bad thing, that nine times out of ten it would end in fear, hate, and envy. Because of my vocal objection against telling the muggles about magic I was quickly declared the new Dark Lord and shortly later I was on the run with nowhere to go.
"One and a half year…that was how long I survived," he snickered. "It is astonishing but even without anything in my life, no purpose and no reason to live I still didn't want to give in, didn't want to give them an easy victory. However, in the end, they caught up with me, and it was my own wife who killed me but not because I was a Dark Lord. Oh no, her last words to me were now finally the entire Potter fortune belongs to me as it always should have been the case."
"So that was what you meant when we first met," Severus muttered finally understanding Harry. It hadn't been as he assumed because she had the audacity to kill him, well try to, but because of her last words. He wondered how Harry could have married such a money-grubbing bint, but it probably was as he said expected of him. Had Severus thought that his life was hard, he had to concede that Harry's was ten times worse.
"Yes, our first meeting…when I saw you lying on me…alive and well…I thought that I was finally granted my deepest wish. Then I became aware of the fact that I still wasn't dead," here Harry genuinely laughed lowly. "It was even better than I imagined how it would be even with those idiots watching us. I still can't fully believe that all this is happening and I'm thanking Death every second that he gave me this second chance," Harry smiled wistfully.
"Anyway, I know that you don't feel the same way as I do Severus and probably never will but please if nothing else stay my friend…please…," again tears welled in Harry's eyes falling down nearly missing Severus' robe and hitting the pavement. "I don't want to lose you…not again…not again."
Severus just stood there barely comprehending what Harry just told him, Harry loved him! HIM! The one whose only friend was Lily and whom everyone else only talked to because of his abilities in potions and duelling wanting to take advantage of it. That was the only thing that circled Severus' mind for several long minutes when he became aware that Harry tensed more and more in front of him obviously thinking that his continued silence meant that he would reject him, that he didn't even want to be his friend anymore despite what he had asked of him the day prior.
That wouldn't do, not at all.
With a swift movement, which was even easier since he caught Harry by surprise, he reversed their positions before without giving Harry any time to realise what happened he kissed him. It wasn't a gentle kiss though but a rough and dominating one because Severus put every feeling he had towards the other teenager into it wanting to show him that he was far from rejecting him and making sure that the message stuck. He had no idea when, why or how it had happened especially since he knew Harry for all of one day now, but he had fallen headlong for him. Twenty-four hours that had changed everything for him, twenty-four hours that turned his entire world upside down, both positively and negatively.
Only the need for breath let Severus pull away from Harry again.
"Are you sure that this is what you want because I'll tell you now that I'm extremely possessive," he asked Harry his voice a sinful whisper, looking him straight into the eyes.
Harry who was breathing heavily chuckled. "And I wouldn't want it any other way," he replied with a lopsided grin before grabbing Severus' hair with his left hand and pulling him into another kiss while he placed his other arm around the teen's midsection pulling him closer.
Severus let him continue for only a few moments before starting to place kisses along Harry's jaw and down the side of his neck while putting a knee between his legs to keep him upright. Hadn't his words convinced him that Harry wanted him then the growing hardness he could feel against his thigh certainly did. Nibbling at a spot right beneath Harry's ear he could hear him moan in pleasure.
"Severus, we're in the middle of a bloody side alley of Diagon Alley," he muttered before another wanton moan tore itself from his mouth when he could feel Severus' breath against his ear.
"An astute observation and now hush," Severus whispered biting him firmer but not enough that it would hurt.
After licking the spot where he just bit Harry, he started to suck at it. Once he was sure that a nice little hickey would form itself showing everyone that Harry was already claimed, he returned his attention towards Harry's mouth though this time he kissed him more tenderly. Poking his tongue out Harry instantly granted him entrance and after a quick battle of their tongues, Severus subdued him. Only the need for breathing hindered him from continuing exploring Harry's mouth.
In the meantime, his hand wandered beneath Harry's shirt roaming over the firm muscles with feather light touches mapping out every inch.
When Harry felt the light touches on his stomach, he couldn't help but twitch in pleasure. Something in the back of his mind tried to tell him that there was something important they had to do but for the life of him, he couldn't remember what it was not to mention form any coherent thought. Groaning he arched against Severus to get some friction when the other teen started to twist and pinch his nipple until it was hard sending more waves of pleasure through Harry mixed with sweat pain.
"Severus," he moaned.
"Look at me," Severus commanded and all the while his hand wandered down Harry's side until it reached the waistband where he trailed with soft feathery touches towards the front and the button of Harry's trousers.
Harry did as Severus asked him, looking him straight into the eyes with a clouded in pleasure gaze which widened when Severus swiftly undid the button and entered his trousers with his hand. Mere seconds later Harry drew a sharp breath when Severus' hand encompassed his already hard and leaking cock stroking along its entire length. Combined with the friction the fabric caused it brought the pleasure he was feeling to new heights and Harry doubted that he would last much longer especially since Severus' other hand that up until then had rested on his hip continued where his other had left moments ago.
Severus who saw Harry's little problem kissed him swiftly before he leaned against him so that his mouth was mere inches away from his ear.
"Come for me!" he whispered seductively before he leaned back again to be able to observe Harry and Harry came after a few more, firm strokes along his cock. His expression was one of utter bliss while he rode out his orgasm.
Just seeing Harry coming and slumping against the wall he had him pinned against in complete contentment sent Severus over the edge as well and it was only his iron-clad will that stopped them both from hitting the floor because their legs gave out.
It took them both a few minutes to regain their bearings. Harry had to admit that even should he die here and now he would regret nothing, all the waiting and pain he had to endure in the end paid out so that he could feel like that even if it would be a one-time thing which he dearly hoped was not the case.
"Thank you, Sev," he whispered glowing in happiness.
Severus gave him a quick peck on the lips with a smirk. "Come we have to finish our shopping and only have half an hour left to do it," he said while flicking his wand to remove the mess they made.
Harry snickered while he righted and composed himself, only Severus would be able to go form pleasure to business in mere moments, but he didn't care, he was on cloud nine, and he doubted that anything would be able to sour his mood at the moment. Stealing a kiss from Severus, which he only too gladly returned, Harry ambled towards the entrance of the side alley cancelling the notice-me-not charm and silencing spell Severus at some point must have erected which he was glad for because he had been too distracted to think about doing it himself.
"How about you go and fetch my potions supplies while I get my wand? I know you want to go to the apothecary and that way we save time," he asked over his shoulder, stopping and turning around at the entrance to wait for Severus.
Watching him straighten out his robes and bringing his hair back into a semblance of order, Harry could only again think about how lucky he was and silently thank Death for bringing him here. Though he still had no idea to why the entity had done it, Death usually wasn't someone who gave things without an ulterior motive. For now, though he didn't want to think about it and just enjoy what he had.
"True," Severus answered once he was sure that he looked presentable and walked over to where Harry was waiting. "But how am I supposed to pay for your supplies? You didn't take any money from Gringotts."
Instead of an answer Harry grabbed into his bag and pulled his Gringotts card out before holding it out towards Severus who looked at him as if he went crazy because he willingly handed his card over.
"Oh, and should you want something for yourself you can also put it on the card," Harry added with a smile before he turned around and walked over with a spring in his step.
Severus could only stare after him shaking his head. Harry truly was crazy for handing out his card willingly and would he be anyone else he would probably abuse this circumstance but considering that he wanted to do far more to Harry than simply pleasuring him not to mention doing it more than ones…let's just say it would be counterproductive would he abuse Harry's trust. Shaking his head over his thoughts while snickering he also set into motion and went to buy Harry's potions supply as well as restock his own.
Harry stepped into Ollivander's shop and was greeted by the same sight that had greeted him the first time he had entered the shop to buy his first wand. True to what he told Dumbledore it had been destroyed but not during the Death Eater's attack on his parents but at the beginning of his time on the run. After that he had used the elder wand but as he said to Severus this wasn't an option because Dumbledore surely would recognise it. That made him wonder if he had the Elder Wand what wand had Dumbledore. However, that was something for later musing, but now he had to get a new wand.
When he stepped in front of the counter like the last time, Ollivander stepped out from between the long shelves though what surprised Harry was how much younger he looked. His hair wasn't silver-white but Auburn, and he had far fewer wrinkles than he could remember.
"Ah, and here I would have thought that you already have a wand, Mr. …" Ollivander greeted him in his usual mystic way.
"Eldrid Sir," Harry replied. "And my wand, unfortunately, was destroyed hence why I need a new one."
"Mr Eldrid," Ollivander chuckled. "There's a thing with names, some are lost through time while others are hidden from open view, and then there are those that shroud the bearer in mystery. Though Mr Eldrid, I doubt that there is anything that would be able to destroy your wand."
"Is that so?" Harry questioned wondering just how much Ollivander knew about him and his right wand.
Ollivander on the other hand just chuckled again. "Don't worry young Master of Death, your secret is safe with me. To your wand, I think I know just the right one."
With that Ollivander vanished between the shelves leaving a stunned Harry standing at the counter. A few moments later he re-emerged carrying a box with him opening it and picking up the wand within before holding it out towards Harry.
"Holly with a phoenix feather core and eleven inches long, nice and supple. I think you already know about its other…character," he told Harry.
Harry carefully took it and instantly felt the powerful rush that came with connecting with one's wand for the first time. Sure, it wasn't as powerful as the Elder Wand, but it was quite powerful on its own nonetheless.
"Brother of the Dark Lord's wand," Harry added with a smile. "I appreciate your secrecy. Additional I'll take two holsters, one for the wrist and one for the calf, Common Welsh Green if you have."
"Of course," Ollivander ducked behind his counter coming up with the two requested holsters.
With a few quick, precise movements, he fitted them to Harry's wrist and left ankle. The Elder Wand instantly went into the calf holster while his Holly Wand went into the wrist holster for quick access.
"Thank you, how much does it cost?" Harry asked digging in his pouch to get his reserve money since Severus had his card.
"That will make twenty galleons," Ollivander replied.
Harry nodded and counted the money handing it to Ollivander.
"Have a nice day, and I expect great things from you," Ollivander said in farewell.
"So, no pressure at all," Harry laughed before he remembered something. "You might want to upgrade your wards and…maybe a personal portkey to get to safety, one doesn't know who might come knocking these days."
The last time it had been Voldemort who kidnapped Ollivander in a bid to learn more about the Elder Wand though they were able to rescue him. While Harry doubted that the Dark Lord would do it again this time he didn't put it beneath Dumbledore to try something should he get to know who just bought Tom's twin wand.
"I'll heed your warning," Ollivander smiled.
Harry nodded and waved goodbye before he stepped out of the shop and back into the alley. Looking left and right he didn't see Severus anywhere and therefore thought that he was still at the apothecary. With a quick glance on his watch he saw that his entire visit at Ollivander's took ten minutes, so they only had twenty minutes left for clothes and a trunk. Harry sighed doubting that they would manage to get those things within the given time.
Just when Harry wanted to enter the apothecary Severus stepped out though he couldn't see any bags, so everything probably had been shrunk.
"Hey, did you get everything?" Harry questioned receiving a curt nod. "Also, everything you wanted?"
Severus blushed slightly upon the question but nodded again handing Harry his card back.
"So, clothes next," Harry said a bit less enthusiastic, he hated getting measured, but it was necessary, he couldn't run around in the clothes he currently wore forever.
Thankfully Madame Malkin's was right next to the apothecary, so they didn't have to waste precious time walking there. They both entered looking around, and it didn't take long before one of the shop assistance came over to them.
"Hello and welcome at Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. How may I be of assistance?" the woman asked.
"Hi, I need an entirely new wardrobe," Harry told her. "Including undergarment, winter clothes, school robes, and everyday clothes…simply everything."
The assistant looked at him with wide eyes, it wasn't every day that someone ordered an entire wardrobe. "This will take some time, but if you don't want to wait, we also can owl deliver it to you. It shouldn't take longer than this evening to be delivered," she explained gesturing towards a stool to measure him.
Harry nodded. "That will be okay though one set of normal clothes I'll need now," he said.
"Very well, but first I need to measure you," she picked up the measuring tape which instantly began to whirl around Harry while the woman wrote down everything. "Good, now that I have your measures you perhaps want to take a look around for what you want. May I also ask what colour your clothes shall have?"
Humming lowly Harry started to wander around to see what was offered. "I'm in Slytherin so I think mainly dark green, dark blue and black, perhaps also a few deep red shirts and white ones, nothing gaudy," he told her while picking up a shirt in emerald green and black trousers.
That was when he came across something. Waving the shop assistant, he whispered something to her with a smile that bordered on evil. She looked at Severus before she nodded, picking up a few things she walked over to said teenager and led him to one of the stools, standing him on top of it before she started to fit the clothes Harry had picked for him.
Severus though was utterly unimpressed by it, not that he put up much of a fight when the woman led him to the stool. "What is this supposed to mean?" he asked Harry.
"Come on, stop complaining and wait until she is done," Harry answered walking over with the clothes he picked for himself for now.
It didn't take the assistant much time, and when she stepped away from Severus and Harry got a good look upon him, he swallowed hard. Instead of some standard black robe, he now wore an anthracite grey shirt, formfitting black leather trousers that widened towards the lower end and over it black sleeveless robes that went until short over his knees. Completed was the outfit with a pair of black dragon hide boots. In Harry's opinion, Severus looked absolutely stunning.
"Harry, I'm certainly not…" Severus started to complain but was instantly silenced when Harry levitated a mirror that stood in a corner in front of him, the only thing that Severus could do was stare. "I…" he didn't know what to say, stepping from the stool he walked to the mirror to take a closer look.
Snickering lowly Harry pulled off the ribbon with which he bound his hair, and with a flick of his hand, he duplicated it. Once he finished tying his own hair again, he stepped closely behind Severus letting him feel just what exactly his looks were doing to him before he pulled the other teen's hair back and bound them with the duplicated ribbon.
"You look utterly stunning, the pure-bloods surely will envy you," Harry snickered next to Severus' ear.
Severus sighed. "Harry, I don't have the money to pay for any of this," he said while turning around.
"And who said that you'd be paying for anything," Harry laughed in reply turning around towards the assistant. "I'll take this."
The next few minutes were spent with fitting Harry. In the end, he wore an emerald green shirt with black trousers and a three-quarter sleeve robe. All the while Severus tried to talk Harry out of buying him the clothes he still wore, but it was to no avail.
"Severus, you claim to be possessive, and I claim to want to treat you to something nice from time to time and now stop complaining, it isn't as if I don't have the money after all," Harry exclaimed exasperatedly earning a snicker from the assistant.
Severus muttered under his breath for good measurement, but in the end, he gave in not even changing out of his new clothes, being honest with himself he had to admit that he liked them very much, but he would never tell Harry that or he might get ideas.
Harry paid for his and Severus' clothes registering his card with the shop in case he needed some more clothes and that way they could charge it directly without him having to come to the shop. So now they were standing in Diagon Alley again with only five minutes to spare.
"I still need a trunk and writing equipment but if you're willing to lend me a quill, ink and some parchment I should be able to get the missing things next week before my meeting with the Dark Lord," he muttered so that only Severus would be able to hear him. The trunk wasn't overly important right now since his new wardrobe would go straight into the dresser at Hogwarts, the books and other school supplies into the shelf and he didn't have anything else yet. So no, a trunk wasn't a high priority at the moment.
"What about toiletries?" Severus questioned.
Harry winced, that certainly was something he would need, and he doubted that should he owl order them that they would arrive today.
"Okay, I suggest you go back to the Leaky Cauldron and tell Slughorn that I'll hurry and join you as soon as possible," there was nothing to be done but he needed those things and if that meant getting into trouble with their head of house so mote it be.
Severus nodded and turned to walk back to the Leaky Cauldron while Harry hurried to get the necessary toiletry articles. It was fifteen minutes later that he joined Severus and Slughorn who wasn't impressed.
"I thought I made myself clear when I said one o'clock sharp," he said with a stern glare.
"I have to apologise but when we met old friends of mine whom I haven't seen for years… after my parents just died it was so good to see someone I knew…I'm truly sorry for making you worry and wait," Harry said in a low voice.
Slughorn looked at him for a moment before he took a deep breath. "Don't worry Tom, no damage has been done. You at least had the foresight to send Severus to inform me, and you didn't take long after all," Slughorn told him with an encouraging smile. "But next time try to adhere to agreements."
Harry smiled weakly but nodded.
"Good, then let's return to the castle," he now was back to his lively self, grabbing them both at their shoulder and apparating them back to Hogwarts. "Now, I think you know the way back, and I wish you both a nice rest of the day."
Harry and Severus watched their professor walking up the way towards Hogwarts and out of their sight.
"You have him completely wrapped around your finger," Severus chuckled.
"Well he always had a soft spot for orphaned Slytherins who are also quite powerful," Harry retorted. "Knowing him as I do certainly helps too."
"True," Severus conceded.
They both set into motion and walked back towards the castle not talking with each other and simply enjoying their company. That was until they reached the entrance doors of the castle. Unfortunately to the side but with excellent view on the portal sat a quartet Harry definitely didn't want to be confronted with at the moment, not after the good morning he just had.
"Ah, those evil snakes again," Potter snarled standing up and rushing over to where Harry and Severus just passed along eying both and their new clothes unfavourably.
Harry stopped and rose an eyebrow. "Was that supposed to be an insult?" he eyed the other critically.
"You can be damned sure that it was one, Tommy-boy," James now laughed.
"Ah so a battle of insults…let's see…Gryffindors are encephalonless Homo sapiens sapiens with the mental capacity of a protozoon. What do you think Severus? I think it is an adequate description," he snickered upon the expressions of utter confusion on James, Sirius and Peter's face, only Remus seemed to have at least a halfway decent idea of what he just said.
"If I have swallowed a dictionary you at least swallowed a medical encyclopaedia," Severus shook his head. "However adequate the description, I doubt that encephalonless is a proper word."
"Have been in the care of a healer once too often and got bored…and what? Severus Snape doesn't know the word? Then it is officially not a word," Harry exclaimed in mock shock. "But going with that logic…you now know the word so as of now it must be a word."
"You cannot just declare encephalonless being a word, what is it supposed to mean anyway?"
He had a hard time to keep the smirk from his face especially with the looks the marauders were sporting it was utterly hilarious. Severus would never have thought it is so easy and satisfying to get back at them in a way no one could get them into trouble for though up to now he missed the partner to pull it off, considering that it is James' own son helping him made it even sweeter.
"Without an encephalon," Harry retorted in a tone that told everyone that he thought it to be clear. "And you'll see, I'll declare it a word. I Tom Hadrian Eldrid hereby declare encephalonless a word," he proclaimed loud enough for everyone in their vicinity to hear him attracting quite some attention with it. "See? Now it is a word."
"I think that everyone else just declared you insane," Severus couldn't stop himself from chuckling anymore.
Harry stepped in front of Severus and looked at him with a severe expression placing his hands on the other boy's shoulders. "My dear Severus, I never stated otherwise," he told him in a solemn voice before turning back around towards the Marauders with a big grin. "What would you say? Am I insane or not?"
Now James looked at him dumbfounded. "Are you serious?"
Harry thought this question through for a moment when an idea occurred to him, and his grin even broadened. Pulling out his new wand, he tapped his head muttering under his breath. The four people in front of him drew a sharp breath while Severus next to him groaned.
"You didn't just do that, did you?" Severus asked incredulously.
Harry looked at him and winked before he turned his attention back to the others of whom one just went enrage.
"You! Take that glamour down now!" Sirius roared his head a bright red.
"Why? He asked me whether I'm Sirius and now I look like Sirius, so I have to be Sirius, have I not?" Harry asked innocently even mimicking Sirius' voice.
"No, you're not Sirius because I'm Sirius," Sirius snarled.
"As if…I am Sirius," Harry calmly replied.
"Wha…I am Sirius, you slimy snake!" Sirius' head grew redder if that was even possible.
"Do you need glasses? I am Sirius!" Harry exclaimed strongly now.
"I don't need glasses I see very well, and I AM SIRIUS!" the other boy shouted over the entire place attracting even more attention to them.
From the corner of his eyes, Harry could see how Remus covered his face with his hands obviously knowing what was to come.
"Listen, you're Sirius Black, and that's that," Harry declared in a calm tone having to bring up his entire willpower not to cackle maniacally in anticipation.
"NO! YOU ARE SIRIUS ORION BLACK AND NOW STOP THAT!" after that last exclamation silence fell over everyone only interrupted by Severus' massive coughing fit.
"Thank you. Finally, you see reason," Harry said with a curt bowing of his head. "James, now that this idiot acknowledged that I'm Sirius Black and not him why don't we go and find us some hot girls?" he asked with a lopsided grin.
James went as red as a tomato in embarrassment upon that insinuation. "I…" he started to splutter not knowing what to say to that.
Everyone around them, which were a lot of the students by now because they got attracted by their quarrel, looked at him as if he lost it. That was until a stern voice rang over them parting the students as Moses did with the Red Sea.
"May someone please be so gracious and explain what is happening here?" McGonagall asked closely followed by Lily who obviously informed the professor about the confrontation probably thinking that it might escalate.
Harry, on the other hand, didn't want to give up his fun so early, so he grabbed into the paper bag the twins supplied him with and quickly threw the Peruvian Instant Darkness Powder into the air causing a thick black cloud covering everything preventing everyone from seeing what was going on. Once Harry was in place, he, unseen by the students and the Professor, flicked his hand to banish the black cloud.
The students, whispering to each other about what happened, wondering whether the cloud was harmful or not, looked back to where Harry stood just moments ago only to see that he was gone. Well, that wasn't true, now there stood two Sirius Blacks right next to each other, and no one knew who was who.
A/N: Yeah who is who? Hope you liked it. 'til next chapter!