Sethanon Snape Challenge Response written by Sethanon Snape
Word Count
Chapter 9: 1291.
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING MUCH TO MY DISPLEASURE. I stole-em fair and square. Possession is Nine Tenths of the law. AN: I WANNA KEEP, CAN I MUMMY? I WANNA KEEP. Mummy: You can't keep you have to put them back so JK can finish her series. AN: Not FAIR.
For Those Who Want To Know: I will not load down my chapters with tons of Author Thank you's. I will leave one Authors Note for each chapter answering your questions to the best of my ability in the reviews.
Seth
Chapter 9:Tender Loving Care
(Animus Socius Procul Purus Sanguis- Soul Mates Of Pure Blood)
Harry's destination was his Fathers office. The young Slytherin had a lot of questions that needed answering and he was feeling just a little bit overwhelmed by being around so many people, so the Head of Slytherin's Office seemed like an ideal spot to get away from everybody.
Severus Snape looked up from his paper work as he heard the password spoken and his office door open to reveal the presence of his newfound son.
'Come in Harry, what can I do for you?' Severus asked as Harry walked into the office and closed the door.
'Nothing Father, I... I... just wanted to spend some time with you.' Severus noticed his son's stuttering, instead of pointing it out he just put down his quill and pushed his chair back away from his desk, spreading his arms.
When Harry saw his Father give him a silent invitation he didn't hesitate to dart around the desk and jump into his Fathers arms, nuzzling into Severus' neck Harry breathed deeply of a cinnamon and vanilla scent that could only be his Fathers.
Severus ran his right hand along the nape of Harrys neck in a soothing gesture and asked in a soft voice that would shock even his Slytherins with it's gentleness.
'It's all right Harry, whats wrong?'
'Too many people staring at my scar it's ju just too much.' With that Harry dropped his backbone (AN: Ahem, I mean mask.) and burst into tears clutching his Father for all his worth. Severus responded by holding his distraught son closer to him, whispering in his ear.
'Ohh Harry let it out, thats it my boy let it out don't hold it in.' Harry just continued to hold Severus letting his Fathers velvet voice sooth him in a way that no other could. Soon the tears stopped but Harry did not relinquish his hold.
'Better?' Severus questioned. Harry who had his head against his Fathers neck drew a deep breath before answering.
'Yeah a bit.' Severus relishing the closeness with his son just rubbed Harry's back in a wordless and soothing gesture of safety.
"All I have to do is set my eyes on Harry and I'll drop whatever it is I'm doing. What an amazing feeling, not that I'll let anyone other than my son see that." Thought Severus looking down at the tiny boy curled up against him, who just happened to be fast asleep. Severus slowly stood up and walked up to a blank wall within his office and said.
'Blood of my blood.'
The wall split apart to reveal the interior of Severus' bedroom. Severus walked in and lay Harry on his bed before turning to his closet, where he had an array of different clothes from when he was a child, and pulled out a set of dark forest green silk pyjamas. (AN: Severus had gotten the clothes sent to Hogwarts from his Manor. Aren't house-elves wonderful?)
Carefully so he wouldn't wake his son Severus undressed Harry, flinching when he removed his son's shirt to reveal the scars that would never disappear, then quickly slipping the pyjamas onto Harry and slipping him under the covers before kicking of his own boots and outer robes to lay down beside his son with a good book and wait for his son to wake.
Lets Go Plan A Prank With Gred And Foerge
Fred and George Weasley were at Hogsmeade perusing the stock of joke and prank items in a lovely little shop that the Professor's of Hogwarts called The Weasley Twins Heaven,otherwise known as Zonkos.
'Hey George, what about these Dungbombs?' Fred asked his twin who was busy looking over at some Fizzing Whizzbees.
'We could litter them through the Slytherin Dungeons and set them to blow at the same time.' Goerge looked up and grinned saying.
'Maybe we could get that toilet seat for Ginny while we're at it.' Fred's grin was pure evil as he nodded enthusiasticly in agreement.
'Hey maybe we could do the, you know, that thing we were planing to test on Percy.'
'Or that one we were going to introduce to little Ronikins.' George grinned.
'What about both? It would be brilliant to see the results of our ahh little...' Fred.
'Big...' George.
'Absolutely fantastic prank.' Together.
Wakey, Wakey And Oops
Severus looked down at his son as he felt the boy nuzzling into his side.
'Come on Harry it's time for you to wake up.' Harry who was not pleased to find his pillow talking and said so.
'Shush let me sleep besides pillows aren't supposed to talk.' The pillow in question responded with an amused growl.
'Thats because I'm not a pillow. Now wake.' Harry opened his eyes to find his Father looking down at him with mirth in his eyes.
'Now are you going to tell me what exactly brought you to me on a weekend or am I going to have to wait until it appears in Good Morning Hogwarts.' Harry looked down at his hands umming and ahhing until Severus exasperation and annoyance clear in his voice accompanied by glare #8 "I CARRY VERITASERUM" said.
'Harry if you have trouble saying something just spit it out.'
The tone of Severus' voice was enough to send the fragile boy skittering off his fathers bed and into the nearest corner in fright. Severus then made another mistake by moving very quickly to touching his sons shoulder.
At the unexpected touch Harry shrieked, threw up his hands, shrinking back even further into wall in a classic gesture of defense, whispering so softly that Severus had to lean closer to hear.
'There is no such thing as magic, there is no such thing as magic, there is no such thing as magic, there is no such thing as magic. One... Two... Three... Four... Five... Six... Seven... Eight... Nine... Ten... Eleven... Twelve... Thirteen... Fourteen... Fifteen... Sixteen... Seventeen...' Severus had heard enough, he leaned forward and scooped the tiny boy up, who was too deep within his own memories to struggle, easily and carried Harry to a comfortable seat in front of the fire place within his bedroom.
'Shhh Harry it's okay, he's not here, your safe, I'm not going anywhere...' Severus knew he was rambling, but didn't care as the boy who lived and without his knowledge (at this time) a certain sweet addicted Headmaster were the only audience he had to this very un-Snape like behavior.
AN: And don't forget my lovely reviewers. Hint, hint, nudge, nudge.
Sev: Shut it, I'm still in shock that the boy is calling me Father already. Actually I think that Harry calling me Father so soon after we found out that I am his Father is going to cause a hell of a backlash for the two of us. So excuse me if I seem a little out of character.
AN: Your excused Professor - I - have - the - gift - of - the - understatement - Snape.
Sev: *Pulls his wand and points at Author* AVADA KEDAVRA!
AN: *thunk!* I dead.
Harry: Excuse me, I am having a ME MOMENT over here.
Sev: Sorry.
AN: Sorry. Continue.
The invisible Headmaster smiled a sad smile before turning and walking out of his Potions Masters bedroom thinking mournfully.
"If only I had checked up on the boy, but I was so sure that he would be safe with his family." A mental voice sounding suspiciously like Minerva McGonagall in a snooty mood piped up.
"Ahh Albus, you are not infallible. Besides how were you supposed to know what was happening to Potter?" Albus shook his head and continued on his way to dinner thinking that paying a visit to the Dursley's would be a brilliant way to release stress. Ever since Minerva said 'No Albus, NO SEX in the Transfiguration classroom.' Albus Dumbledore found that the stress in his life had increased. (AN: Quote from another FFNet Author, NOT mine.)