The Trouble with Potters

Part IV

An Interlude in the Tricks and Treat Universe

by Richan

Spoilers, Warnings, Etc.: See Part I.

Word: hardihood

"As you can see here, Ancient wizards and witches used plants with a certain hardihood. Much of Ancient Greece was in a constant state of war, and it was next to impossible to keep up the more delicate plants for ingredients in potions."

Harry turned to Severus. "If I didn't know better," he whispered, "I would think that was Professor Binns up there."

Severus glared at him.

Harry sulked. It wasn't his fault he wasn't a big fan of potions. Yes, he could make a lot of potions that weren't required of NEWT Potions students - he *was* married to a Potions master - but that didn't mean he liked to sit through boring lectures on Ancient Potions that reminded him of second year History of Magic. And now he was stuck in this crumbling building in unbearably hot Athens.

Still, Harry had promised Severus that he could pick out a couple of activities in both Rome and Athens. He just should have known that Rome was a fluke. No more steamy Roman baths, and no more steamy massages.

"It is at this point in time that the Ancient potions makers discovered the possibility of using potions as more than weapons and healing. With the introduction of...."

Harry drifted off again and began planning what he would do to Severus in revenge for being so bored. He was just to the part where he'd gotten Severus to beg release from his silken bonds when he noticed movement. Looking next to him, he discovered that Severus was deep in conversation with the lecturer and everyone else was exiting the room.

Harry waited patiently for half an hour next to his husband (feeling very stupid, indeed) but there was no indication of the others' discussion ending anytime soon. Giving up, he wrote a note and enclosed it in Severus' hand.

"See you later, Sev."

~~

An hour later, Severus finished up his conversation and looked around for his husband. He was almost - not quite, really - ready to panic when he realized he had a note in his hand.

Went to take a nap.

I hope you're ready for

some punishment when you

get back to the room.

Harry

One eyebrow lifted. He'd have to see just how bad he rated tonight.