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~*~*~ A new lease on life. ~*~*~
He opened his eyes slightly. 'And, why am I in bed? Wasn't a sleeping on the couch?' He felt the warmness move closer, and snuggle into his chest. Severus dropped as he felt Harry suddenly jerk, pushing Severus off the bed.
"Ow."
"Sir?"
Severus sighed, and rubbed his hung over headache. Stupid fire whiskey. Stupid Harry bloody Potter. "What?"
"Why were yo-?" Harry began.
Severus gruffly stood and stared Harry in the eye. 'I have known for a long time, I have wanted to love you. But I am twice your age, you wouldn't understand.' "You will not tell anyone I was drunk, ever, or else...."
Harry gulped and stayed put. Severus turned on his heel, and closed the door. 'Why him?' He sighed as he reached the bathroom. 'Why me?' Severus pulled out a silvery potion. He downed it as he stared at his reflection. 'Just when I thought my like was messed up enough, he comes along.'
"Severus?" Dumbledore called.
Severus sighed, and walked back to the common room. Dumbledore smiled happily, his eyes twinkling. 'Is he ever NOT happy?' "What do you want?"
Dumbledore looked over Severus' robes; they looked like they'd been slept in. "Well, I've come to redecorate. You Severus, look like you need a nice meal, I'll take care of Harry while you go about your business."
Severus sighed. 'I think I need a calming drought too.' He glared at Dumbledore, and took his leave. Dumbledore smiled as he watched him leave.
'Now, to find if Harry likes him too.' Dumbledore smiled as he walked into Severus' bedroom.
~*~*~
"Damn man's too cheerful." Severus muttered as he stalked into the Entrance hall. The other staff members stayed far away, not wanting to inflicted the wrath of Severus Snape.
"Have a nice sleep, Severus?" Flitwick stuttered, as he was sitting across form Snape.
Severus looked at him, a death glare landed on Flitwick, he shuttered. "Yes, actually, I did." He glared for a moment more, then looked back to his food.
Everyone else frowned, sometimes Severus was just too hard to understand. They shook their heads of the thoughts and went back to their usual happy conversations.
~*~*~
Harry jumped as Dumbledore caught his attention. He smiled as Harry looked up. "Hello, Harry, Have a nice sleep...?" He looked at the bed, and noticed the two pillows with head shaped dents in them, and took a shot in the dark. "I do hope Severus didn't hog all the blankets."
Harry looked away, blushing. Dumbledore smiled, now, to see if Harry would blush on a normal Severus topic.... "Harry, do you have anyone special in mind?"
Harry looked confused. "What do you mean?"
Dumbledore, began to add color to the room. "Well, like a special girl, who you have a crush on?" He paused for a moment, and added. "Or guy?"
Harry instantly flushed, looking at his hands he nodded. "Kinda."
"Who?"
Harry looked up at Dumbledore. "First it was Ron, but he likes Hermione, Then Draco, but he also likes girls, now, now I'm not sure..."
Dumbledore smiled and widened the room. He didn't look at Harry. "Severus, maybe?"
Harry flushed, and looked away. "He hates me."
Dumbledore nodded. "Well, you should ask him about that, when was the last time you actually asked Severus if he hated you?"
Harry shrugged, fact was he hadn't. "Never really, I always assumed because he was so mean to me." Harry looked at Dumbledore. "I guess I didn't want to be turned away...."
Dumbledore smiled. "Well, maybe he feels the same? You never know until you ask." He smiled encouragingly. And with a flick of his wand, another window was added, he quickly charmed it, like the other one, to reflect the day outside.
"Professor?" Harry asked quietly.
Dumbledore looked up. "Albus, please, it's not school anymore."
"Albus, would it be too much to ask...if...if you charmed the ceiling to reflect the stars...when it's night out?"
Dumbledore smiled, and flicked his wand. "I didn't know you liked the night sky that much, Harry."
Harry looked at his feet. "I don't, it's just that I see Severus, always outside, looking at the stars, on weekends....and I just tho-"He stopped suddenly. "Severus is unhappy."
Dumbledore frowned. "He usually is."
"No," Harry shook his head. "It's different, he's really sad, and angry....I can feel it...he's making a potion, it's a calming drought.....no, it's not, he's adding the wrong ingredients....what is he doing?"
Dumbledore looked at Harry. "What are you talking about?"
"Severus, he's making a claming drought, but I think he did something wrong, he doesn't notice it either....Professor! Stop him! He's going to drink it!!!"
~*~*~
Severus had just added the last ingredient. He was lost in thought as he stirred it. Dipping a cup into the cauldron he pulled up the light blue potion, not noticing that it wasn't the color of a calming draught. He drank some.... 'DON'T DRINK THE POTION, SEVERUS!!' Severus stopped and put down the now empty cup, looking around. "Potter?"
"Severus!" Dumbledore cried as he burst into the potions master's office. He looked at the empty cup, his usual twinkle was gone. "What kind of potion were you making?"
Severus looked at Dumbledore quizzically. "A calming draught, I felt I needed to calm down a little. See?" He turned to the potion, and gasped. "This isn't what I was making!"
Dumbledore walked up to Severus. "Maybe you should sit down, we don't know what affects this potion may have." He watched as Severus totally ignored his comment, shrugged and began to bottle the unknown potion. "While we are here, Severus, there is something I want to talk to you about, I wasn't sure at first but, now I am positive."
"What about, Albus?" A young sounding voice answered.
Dumbledore turned around quickly, and gasped. "Severus! Are you alright?"
Severus frowned. "Of course I am! What do yo- My voice! It's different!" Severus reached over and pulled a small mirror from his desk. He looked into the mirror and dropped it. "I look like I'm sixteen, again..." Severus' eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
Dumbledore pulled out his wand and levitated Severus to his chambers. Informing Harry of what had occurred, he left the two there.
~*~*~
"Professor? Is he alright?" Harry asked.
Dumbledore nodded. "It would seem that he's sixteen again, I will be back in a moment, with some potions and food. You must be hungry."
Harry nodded, and began to study the still form beside him. Harry relaxed slightly and sighed.
~*~*~
'I had better see if someone will help me with this potion.' Dumbledore said as he stared at the light blue bottles. He picked up his quill and began to write, slowly and neatly stopping often to reread his work.
When he was done, he stopped by the kitchens and got a large tray full of food. He only barely managed to make it to Severus' chambers without dropping it.
~*~*~
Severus opened his eyes slowly, pain throbbing in his head. He moaned.
"Oh, Professor, you're awake!"
Severus' eyes shot open. "James? Why are you here? Where am I?
Harry frowned. "I'm not James, I'm Harry Potter, don't you remember?"
Severus frowned, his mind was very clear, he was sixteen. He was still in school, defiantly NOT a professor, but...why did he have so much memory about teaching, and becoming a potions master? "No." He stared at the almost carbon copy of James Potter.
"Ah, I see your awake, Severus." A calm voice smiled from behind Severus.
"Professor?" Severus blinked. "Where am I?"
Dumbledore chucked. "I didn't think you would remember, I was actually kind of surprised you noticed anything wrong the first time. You are in Hogwarts, in your chambers."
"I have chambers?"
"Yes, you're a professor here!" Harry chirped.
Severus was even more confused. "Why is James saying he's not James?"
"He's not James, he's Harry Potter, James' son. You are supposed to be his temporary caretaker, but I see that that will not be possible."
"What do you mean he's not James?" Severus looked angry, then thoughtful, then angry again. "I remember a my life up until know but nothing about me being, Ja-Potter's caretaker. I remember a lot of potions. I certainly have never met Potter's son."
"You are a potions master." Dumbledore added. "You had a slight, accident, it would seem as if the potion reversed time on your body and mind, well almost."
"oh." Severus blinked, trying to take it all in.
Dumbledore stopped for a moment, and looked at Severus. "Severus, can I see your Death Eater's mark?"
Severus' eyes widened, he quickly pulled up his sleeve. "I have a DEATH EATER'S mark?!?" He relaxed slightly at seeing only a few scars, but no mark. Dumbledore raised an eyebrow.
"It would seem, as if it really did reverse time." Dumbledore looked thoughtful and then smiled, holding out his hand for Severus to shake. Severus looked suspiciously at the hand, but took it. "Congratulations Severus! You have officially been given a new lease on life."
Well, yesh there is yoai, light, but fluffy. *grins* all apposed, LEVAE!!!
All who don't really care! STAY!!
~*~*~ A new lease on life. ~*~*~
He opened his eyes slightly. 'And, why am I in bed? Wasn't a sleeping on the couch?' He felt the warmness move closer, and snuggle into his chest. Severus dropped as he felt Harry suddenly jerk, pushing Severus off the bed.
"Ow."
"Sir?"
Severus sighed, and rubbed his hung over headache. Stupid fire whiskey. Stupid Harry bloody Potter. "What?"
"Why were yo-?" Harry began.
Severus gruffly stood and stared Harry in the eye. 'I have known for a long time, I have wanted to love you. But I am twice your age, you wouldn't understand.' "You will not tell anyone I was drunk, ever, or else...."
Harry gulped and stayed put. Severus turned on his heel, and closed the door. 'Why him?' He sighed as he reached the bathroom. 'Why me?' Severus pulled out a silvery potion. He downed it as he stared at his reflection. 'Just when I thought my like was messed up enough, he comes along.'
"Severus?" Dumbledore called.
Severus sighed, and walked back to the common room. Dumbledore smiled happily, his eyes twinkling. 'Is he ever NOT happy?' "What do you want?"
Dumbledore looked over Severus' robes; they looked like they'd been slept in. "Well, I've come to redecorate. You Severus, look like you need a nice meal, I'll take care of Harry while you go about your business."
Severus sighed. 'I think I need a calming drought too.' He glared at Dumbledore, and took his leave. Dumbledore smiled as he watched him leave.
'Now, to find if Harry likes him too.' Dumbledore smiled as he walked into Severus' bedroom.
~*~*~
"Damn man's too cheerful." Severus muttered as he stalked into the Entrance hall. The other staff members stayed far away, not wanting to inflicted the wrath of Severus Snape.
"Have a nice sleep, Severus?" Flitwick stuttered, as he was sitting across form Snape.
Severus looked at him, a death glare landed on Flitwick, he shuttered. "Yes, actually, I did." He glared for a moment more, then looked back to his food.
Everyone else frowned, sometimes Severus was just too hard to understand. They shook their heads of the thoughts and went back to their usual happy conversations.
~*~*~
Harry jumped as Dumbledore caught his attention. He smiled as Harry looked up. "Hello, Harry, Have a nice sleep...?" He looked at the bed, and noticed the two pillows with head shaped dents in them, and took a shot in the dark. "I do hope Severus didn't hog all the blankets."
Harry looked away, blushing. Dumbledore smiled, now, to see if Harry would blush on a normal Severus topic.... "Harry, do you have anyone special in mind?"
Harry looked confused. "What do you mean?"
Dumbledore, began to add color to the room. "Well, like a special girl, who you have a crush on?" He paused for a moment, and added. "Or guy?"
Harry instantly flushed, looking at his hands he nodded. "Kinda."
"Who?"
Harry looked up at Dumbledore. "First it was Ron, but he likes Hermione, Then Draco, but he also likes girls, now, now I'm not sure..."
Dumbledore smiled and widened the room. He didn't look at Harry. "Severus, maybe?"
Harry flushed, and looked away. "He hates me."
Dumbledore nodded. "Well, you should ask him about that, when was the last time you actually asked Severus if he hated you?"
Harry shrugged, fact was he hadn't. "Never really, I always assumed because he was so mean to me." Harry looked at Dumbledore. "I guess I didn't want to be turned away...."
Dumbledore smiled. "Well, maybe he feels the same? You never know until you ask." He smiled encouragingly. And with a flick of his wand, another window was added, he quickly charmed it, like the other one, to reflect the day outside.
"Professor?" Harry asked quietly.
Dumbledore looked up. "Albus, please, it's not school anymore."
"Albus, would it be too much to ask...if...if you charmed the ceiling to reflect the stars...when it's night out?"
Dumbledore smiled, and flicked his wand. "I didn't know you liked the night sky that much, Harry."
Harry looked at his feet. "I don't, it's just that I see Severus, always outside, looking at the stars, on weekends....and I just tho-"He stopped suddenly. "Severus is unhappy."
Dumbledore frowned. "He usually is."
"No," Harry shook his head. "It's different, he's really sad, and angry....I can feel it...he's making a potion, it's a calming drought.....no, it's not, he's adding the wrong ingredients....what is he doing?"
Dumbledore looked at Harry. "What are you talking about?"
"Severus, he's making a claming drought, but I think he did something wrong, he doesn't notice it either....Professor! Stop him! He's going to drink it!!!"
~*~*~
Severus had just added the last ingredient. He was lost in thought as he stirred it. Dipping a cup into the cauldron he pulled up the light blue potion, not noticing that it wasn't the color of a calming draught. He drank some.... 'DON'T DRINK THE POTION, SEVERUS!!' Severus stopped and put down the now empty cup, looking around. "Potter?"
"Severus!" Dumbledore cried as he burst into the potions master's office. He looked at the empty cup, his usual twinkle was gone. "What kind of potion were you making?"
Severus looked at Dumbledore quizzically. "A calming draught, I felt I needed to calm down a little. See?" He turned to the potion, and gasped. "This isn't what I was making!"
Dumbledore walked up to Severus. "Maybe you should sit down, we don't know what affects this potion may have." He watched as Severus totally ignored his comment, shrugged and began to bottle the unknown potion. "While we are here, Severus, there is something I want to talk to you about, I wasn't sure at first but, now I am positive."
"What about, Albus?" A young sounding voice answered.
Dumbledore turned around quickly, and gasped. "Severus! Are you alright?"
Severus frowned. "Of course I am! What do yo- My voice! It's different!" Severus reached over and pulled a small mirror from his desk. He looked into the mirror and dropped it. "I look like I'm sixteen, again..." Severus' eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
Dumbledore pulled out his wand and levitated Severus to his chambers. Informing Harry of what had occurred, he left the two there.
~*~*~
"Professor? Is he alright?" Harry asked.
Dumbledore nodded. "It would seem that he's sixteen again, I will be back in a moment, with some potions and food. You must be hungry."
Harry nodded, and began to study the still form beside him. Harry relaxed slightly and sighed.
~*~*~
'I had better see if someone will help me with this potion.' Dumbledore said as he stared at the light blue bottles. He picked up his quill and began to write, slowly and neatly stopping often to reread his work.
When he was done, he stopped by the kitchens and got a large tray full of food. He only barely managed to make it to Severus' chambers without dropping it.
~*~*~
Severus opened his eyes slowly, pain throbbing in his head. He moaned.
"Oh, Professor, you're awake!"
Severus' eyes shot open. "James? Why are you here? Where am I?
Harry frowned. "I'm not James, I'm Harry Potter, don't you remember?"
Severus frowned, his mind was very clear, he was sixteen. He was still in school, defiantly NOT a professor, but...why did he have so much memory about teaching, and becoming a potions master? "No." He stared at the almost carbon copy of James Potter.
"Ah, I see your awake, Severus." A calm voice smiled from behind Severus.
"Professor?" Severus blinked. "Where am I?"
Dumbledore chucked. "I didn't think you would remember, I was actually kind of surprised you noticed anything wrong the first time. You are in Hogwarts, in your chambers."
"I have chambers?"
"Yes, you're a professor here!" Harry chirped.
Severus was even more confused. "Why is James saying he's not James?"
"He's not James, he's Harry Potter, James' son. You are supposed to be his temporary caretaker, but I see that that will not be possible."
"What do you mean he's not James?" Severus looked angry, then thoughtful, then angry again. "I remember a my life up until know but nothing about me being, Ja-Potter's caretaker. I remember a lot of potions. I certainly have never met Potter's son."
"You are a potions master." Dumbledore added. "You had a slight, accident, it would seem as if the potion reversed time on your body and mind, well almost."
"oh." Severus blinked, trying to take it all in.
Dumbledore stopped for a moment, and looked at Severus. "Severus, can I see your Death Eater's mark?"
Severus' eyes widened, he quickly pulled up his sleeve. "I have a DEATH EATER'S mark?!?" He relaxed slightly at seeing only a few scars, but no mark. Dumbledore raised an eyebrow.
"It would seem, as if it really did reverse time." Dumbledore looked thoughtful and then smiled, holding out his hand for Severus to shake. Severus looked suspiciously at the hand, but took it. "Congratulations Severus! You have officially been given a new lease on life."