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Disclaimer 2: I own the plot, Saerry Snape, and Aeyr's. Nothing more, nothing less.
Chapter 46 **Anger Gets Off Track**
A day later Harry left the hospital wing, Saeln curled about his neck asleep. He just happened to be walking down the hall when the first class of the day ended. Students poured out of the classrooms, some of them stopping when they saw him. Saeln opened one eye blearily during all this and let out an angry hiss.
Instantly all attention fell on Harry.
Harry blinked and froze. He wished everyone would stop staring at him. Looking around, he heard bits and pieces of conversation.
"Hey its Harry! He's back on his feet."
"Yea, you'd expect a Slytherin to do that."
Harry whirled around to glare coldly at the person who had said that. It turned out to be a fourth year Ravenclaw boy who was standing beside Harry's fellow Gryffindor Lavender Brown, who was giving the Ravenclaw an askance look. The Ravenclaw boy spotted Harry glaring at him and jumped.
Harry smirked and said, in the soft yet dangerous sounding voice he had once heard his father use, "What's wrong? Can't talk about me when I'm looking right at you?"
The Ravenclaw stammered, "N – n – n – no."
Harry narrowed his eyes and snapped sharply, "That's what I thought." With that he turned and stormed through the crowd, anger in every line. As the crowd parted in front of him and he stalked on past, fists clenched tightly, he caught wisps of things.
"Hey, isn't that Hagrid's Aeyr around his neck?"
"Hmm? Oh, yea, it is!"
"Think he stole it?"
"Harry? No, Harry's not that kind of guy."
"Hey, you never know. After all, he is a Snape."
Harry whirled around and yelled, "WHO CARES!?" More whispers broke out at this and he growled, eyes flashing dangerously. Absently he thought This must be how my dad feels when he hears things about him. Harry was so caught up in his thoughts he didn't notice he called Snape 'Dad' again. It seemed to come naturally.
Fixing all of them with a frosty gaze he turned and headed straight for Gryffindor Tower. Damn classes he thought as he walked, rage boiling through his veins. He wasn't going to have them staring at him like he was some animal in a zoo!
Saeln rubbed his head up again Harry' cheek and said, "It will be alright." Harry patted the Aeyr's head and hissed softly, "I hope your right Ssssaeln."
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At dinner that night Saerry noticed that Harry walked in alone as Ron and Hermione were already seated at the Gryffindor table. Even from her spot at the Head Table she could see anger in his eyes and could practically smell his rage. He was angry over something.
Then she noticed the Aeyr Saeln curled about his neck, one silvery wing hanging limply down over Harry's back.
Leaning over to Severus she said, "Sev, something's wrong with Harry."
Severus looked up immediately, his face full of concern. He had been worried sick since Voldemort had tried to capture Harry.
"What exactly?"
"Just look."
Severus looked out at the students, some of whom were looking coldly in Harry's direction. His lip curled back in a sneer and he spat, "Bloody idiots. He's been through enough already. He doesn't need the whole damn school against him!"
The students closest to the Head Table had heard him and looked at him in surprise. As were some of the teachers.
Remus leaned over and said, "I think it's the Aeyr."
Severus growled, "Saeln would be something to point at wouldn't he?"
Saerry arched an eyebrow. "Sev, I thought you liked him."
"I do Saer. It's the blasted students that don't like him! And because he's draping himself about Harry, they probably think Harry is connected to Voldemort somehow."
Saerry gasped.
"They wouldn't!"
Remus frowned from her side and said, "They would. I heard most of the students turned on him in a second when they suspected he was Slytherins Heir in his second year."
Severus nodded glumly while Saerry leaned back in her chair. Remus didn't know how close he had come to the legend that had been told to generations of Snape's. Absently shaking her head, she saw Harry sit down next to Hermione, who turned towards him and began to talk.
Just as they had relaxed and almost fully gotten back to eating something flew from the Ravenclaw table at Harry and a boy's voice yelled, "Go join Slytherin you snake!"
Saerry saw Harry's shoulders tighten and his hands clench onto the table. She saw Hermione grab her friend's shoulder, saying something quickly to the angered boy. Meanwhile, Ron picked up the roll that had been thrown and chucked it back at the boy, hitting him square in the face. Face as red as his hair, Ron bellowed, "MIND YOUR OWN RUDDY BUSINESS!!"
The Ravenclaw chucked a pumpkin pasty at Ron, hitting the ginger haired boy in the head. The pasty hit with a smack and split apart. Bits of it clung to Ron's hair.
Immediately Ron's already red face darkened and he grabbed something from the table to hurl at the Ravenclaw. But before he could Severus had leapt from his seat, jumped over the table like a cat, and ran in-between the two tables. He held up his hands and roared, "THAT – IS - ENOUGH!!" Turning, he glared at the Ravenclaw and spat, "YOU! TWO DENTENTIONS WITH ME FOR INSULTING MR. SNAPE AND THROWING FOOD!" Whirling he growled at Ron, "AND YOU, MR. WEASLEY! ONE DENTENTION WITH ME FOR THROWING THE FOOD BACK!"
Ron and the Ravenclaw glared at Severus but he ignored it. Instead he walked over to Harry and laid a hand on his taut shoulders. Leaning down he asked, "Are you alright?"
Harry nodded, unable to say anything that wouldn't come in some very obscene language. Severus didn't believe that for a moment and squeezed the taut shoulders gently. He whispered, "Come to my rooms later. We should talk."
Harry nodded again, this time softly saying, "Alright."
Severus smiled and turned to walk off. He missed the even softer word that followed what Harry had said.
"Father."
A/N: Temper temper! ^^ I do so love the Snape's and their tempers. Just like Ron's! *grin* Anyway, yes, Harry is starting to call Sev 'Dad'. Isn't that sweet? And all because of the dun dun duuuuun! Incident. *fake gasp* :D Mooooving on!