Part fourteen.

Harry pulled his invisibility cloak tightly around him. He smiled briefly. He was about to go and visit his love then everything would be all right again. The corridors were deadly silent as he walked. Even peeves, the ever rowdy, seemed to be missing. If Harry had been anyone else he would have been afraid but his Gryffindor bravery never let him down.

He made almost no noise as he ran lightly to the Slytherin dungeons. No that it really mattered anyway. The only person that always seemed close to catching him was the person he was going to meet.

Harry rested his back against the doorframe as he tried to catch his breath. Finally he had his breathing under control and he whispered the password.

"Gryffindor." The door swung open and his eyes swept the room. Sev lay slouched on his bed, one leg hanging casually over the side. He smirked playfully.

"Enjoying the view." He whispered. Harry nodded vehemently. As Sev sprang to his feet, with the agility of a cat. Sev stalked over to him and put his mouth close to his ear. "Good." He whispered. Harry shivered slightly.

"Sev you have help me." He murmured. Sev stood back slightly and looked Harry straight in the eye.

"Always." Harry smiled weakly

"I knew you would." Sev took Harry's hand and pulled him across to the bed and gestured to sit down. Sev leant against the headboard and Harry snuggled into his arms.

"Tell me what you need." Sev instructed gently.

"My father was planning on becoming an Animagus." Sev drew a breath sharply. "He Sirius Remus and Wormtail have already taken the required potion. Without the transformation would be impossible and then they will know that I am not James." Sev ran his hand over Harry's hair.

"So I take it that you want me to help you make the potion." Harry nodded. "I would be willing to do it for you but I don't know how."

"That's not a problem. I have all of my fathers research, the ingredients and instructions just not the skill to brew it myself. It took them a dozen attempts to get it right. I don't have enough time for that." Sev kissed Harry gently on the forehead feeling the roughness of the scar under his lips.

"I will do everything in my power to help you." He whispered. 'I would do anything at all for you' he added silently. Harry smiled sleepily.

"I love you," he murmured before falling fast asleep in his love's arms.

"I love you too." Sev whispered and watched Harry sleep.

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Sev crept up behind Harry in a deserted corridor. A vial with a luminous blue potion in it clutched in his hand.

"I have a present for you." Harry spun round quickly. And spotted the vial. He smiled.

"Thank you."

"My pleasure." Sev purred. "But lets not go into details here, we are alone for now but who knows how long that will last. Will you be round tonight?"

Harry nodded of course he would be; he had been round every night for the past two weeks. Ever since he had fell asleep in Sev's arms. Harry discovered that it was the only way he could sleep properly. No nightmares plagued him as they had done previously.

"Did yo take the potion?" Harry asked.

"Yes I did. A Good potion maker always tests his own work."

"Jamie." A voice called out. Harry leapt away from Sev just as Si rounded the corner.

"Watch where you are going Grifindork." Sev snarled and hurried off down the corridor.

"Well he was a breath of vile air." Si muttered. "Jamie the coaches are just about to leave for Hogsmead." Si smiled excitedly.

"Great" Harry replied, fingering the potion vile in his pocket. "I'll be right up. I need to go to the bathroom first." He groaned inwardly at the lame excuse. But it was the best he could come up with. Si nodded and bounded off.

Harry scanned the bathroom quickly. After ensuring no one was there he pulled out the potion vial. In one mouthful he downed the contents. It tasted absolutely vile. He spluttered slightly. He moved over to the sink to get himself a glass of water but he didn't make it. He stooped and clutched his stomach in agony. His eyes had closed themselves a vision of a stag was burned on his eyelids. But in the background there was a lion, almost to small to see.

The pain in his stomach eased and he got slowly to his feet, leaning over the sink

"Why didn't he say anything?" Harry growled. He loved Sev with a fearsome intensity but sometimes he hated that man.

'The boy who lived' didn't give much of a thought to what he saw. That there were two animals instead of one. No, his only thoughts were for the fact that his friends would come looking for him at any moment.