Disclaimer: Harry Potter and everything related is the property of J.K. Rowling and anyone else who has claim to a piece of Harry's fame
Disclaimer 2: I own the plot, Saerry Snape, and Aeyr's. Nothing more, nothing less.
A/N: I've been listening to the Harry Potter movie soundtrack since yesterday afternoon. I think I'm addicted to it now. *does a small dance in chair to Hedwig's Theme* Anyway, moving on to the story….
Chapter 47 **Dark Visions**
A half-hour later Harry was walking with Ron and Hermione to the portrait on the fourth floor. As they approached it the stone-faced wizard glared at Harry and growled, "Oh, its you again."
Harry snarled something at the portrait and Ron and Hermione looked at each other. The portrait narrowed its eyes and muttered something in return. Harry glared at it then spat, "Flamma." The portrait swung open and he turned to Ron and Hermione.
"You guys go back to the tower. I'll be there soon."
The two looked worriedly at their friend, who had a sort of haunted look flashing in and out of his angry eyes. They nodded after a moment.
Ron said, "We'll wait up for you Harry."
Hermione nodded. "All night if we have to."
Harry frowned. "You don't . . ."
Hermione placed a finger over his lips and said, "We want to Harry."
Harry sighed then said, "Alright."
Hermione and Ron smiled then frowned at the portrait growled, "I'm not going to stay open all night!"
Harry growled something under his breath and said a quick goodbye. Ron and Hermione watched as he stepped through the portrait hole, thumping the portrait hard across the back. The wizard grumbled and swung its portrait shut.
Hermione and Ron looked at each other then headed back to Gryffindor Tower.
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Severus and Saerry left the Great Hall just after Harry, trying to catch him but were held up by a seventh year Slytherin who wanted to ask Severus about a potion in class. With a sigh, Severus turned to the student but gave his sister a look that clearly said 'Go to Harry now'. Saerry nodded quickly and practically ran out of the hall.
As soon as she was in hearing distance of the portrait guarding the professor's quarters she yelled, "Flamma!" The portrait opened and she leapt through, using all her heightened agility to land without breaking something. She sprinted down to Severus' rooms and threw the door open.
"Harry?"
Looking around, Saerry saw nothing. Then her eyes fell on the bundle lying on the couch. Breathing a sigh of relief and smiling slightly, she closed the door behind her and walked over to the bundle. As she sat down she heard a small hiss and Saeln slithered out from somewhere in Harry's robes. The Aeyr hissed at her and Saerry silently wished she were a Parselmouth like her brother and nephew.
Gently she reached over and brushed Harry's hair back from his face. He was breathing softly, his face relaxed. Saerry threw herself over to her werewolf senses and felt anger radiating from the sleeping form beside her.
Suddenly the feeling changed from anger to fear mixed with terror. Harry rolled onto his back, his face contorted in a grimace of pain. Saerry saw his mouth moving and, for all her werewolf senses, could barely hear what he was saying.
"Saerry . . . . Dad . . . . no, no, you can't be dead . . . you can't! you can't!"
Harry tossed his head, obviously in the full grip of the nightmare. Fear clutched at Saerry and she quickly began to shake him.
"Harry. Harry! Harry, c'mon, wake up!"
Harry's eyes suddenly flew open, wide and filled with pure terror and loss. They focused on her and he choked, "S – Saerry?"
Saerry nodded and drew her nephew into a hug. He buried his face in her shoulder and clutched tightly at her robes, sobs wracking his thin form. Saerry ran her hands up and down his back, whispering soothing words she remembered from a time when Severus had held her like this after a bad dream.
"Sa – Saerry . . . ."
"Shhh . . . Hush Harry. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere."
A small voice whispered, "Promise?"
Saerry nearly wept from the longing in that small voice. She hugged Harry tighter and whispered fiercely, "I swear I won't leave you."
Harry gave a little sigh and curled up in her lap, his head tucked against her chest, both hands gripping her robes. Saerry cuddled the bundle in her lap and softly sang a song she remembered her mother singing.
Suddenly the door flew open and Severus entered.
"Blasted student . . . bothering me about a potion we haven't even done . . ." His voice trailed off as he spotted Harry curled up in Saerry's arms on the couch. Looking at her he asked, "What happened?"
Saerry stopped her singing and replied, "Nightmare." Harry shifted in her lap and she rubbed her hand against his back. He relaxed immediately and curled up further.
Severus watched them for a moment then walked over and sat down beside them. He brushed some of Harry's hair back off his face and asked, "What was the nightmare?"
"He – he dreamed about losing us. God, Sev, he's scared he's going to lose us now that he's found us."
"He won't."
Saerry smiled and said, "I know. We're both here for him."
"And so are his friends."
Saerry smiled at her brother and said jokingly, "You know, someone might think your going soft Sev."
Severus smiled back at her then looked down at the boy curled up in Saerry's lap.
"Perhaps I am. But, I must say I am thoroughly enjoying it."
"Almost like the old days."
Severus smiled again and wrapped an arm about his sister's shoulders, drawing her and his son close. He wrapped an arm about the both of them and whispered, "Yes. Just like the old days."
A/N: *waves a camera* KODAK MOMENT!! *lol* I just had to say that! ^^ I love the family scene. Its so . . . . . CUTE! *small giggle* I'm giddy! I think it's the water. *eyes her glass of water suspiciously* Or it may be that fact that I'm a sucker for most cute things. *sigh* Its my weakness. Especially a cute Sevvie! *laugh and grin*
A/N2: *evil chuckle* And wait till you see the first scene for the next chapter! Ha HA! *grins widely and bounces off*