A/N: Thanks for the reviews; I had school work this weekend, so I
have been writing at night. I hope you like the story. In the
dream, Severus is invisible to Harry, kind of like Charles Dickens A
Christmas Story. Yeah and if you have not figured out by now, Eowyn
and Eomer's names come from Lord of the Rings, my second favorite
books and movies. I hope this chapter is long enough for you, I was
going to include Severus's conversation, but I decided to leave that
until the next chapter.
Chapter 12
Severus woke up to see that he was still holding his daughter in his arms. He twisted his body and looked at the clock. He saw that it was a little past one o'clock in the morning. He had not planned on falling asleep, but telling Harry the story of his brother and Petunia Dursley had worn him out.
It was Boxing Day tomorrow, and Eowyn's brother, Eomer was coming over for lunch. Severus also had promise to visit Albus to report on Potter. Severus carefully crawled out of his daughter's bed and walked out of her room. Severus was on his way to his bed, when he felt the paternal need to check on the boy.
"Only a few days in his house, and he is already starting to get to me.
Severus thought to himself.
Severus peered through the half open door into the boy's makeshift bedroom.
"Sirius! Sirius! Come back, please come back, I need you." Harry muttered in his sleep. Harry was tossing and turning in the bed, so Severus decided that it would be best if he did something.
Severus took out his wand, and pointed it towards his temple, then to Harry's whispering an incantation.
Suddenly Severus found himself seeing what Harry had been muttering about. He was standing in the Department of Mysteries, kneeling in front of the Veil. Severus watched as the boy sobbed.
"Get up! You pathetic boy!" Severus turned slowly. He saw Belletrix Lestrange standing with her pointy black wand aimed at Harry.
"YOU! You killed him! You don't deserve to live!" Harry shouted as he drew out his wand faster than anything Severus had seen before.
"Funny, I was going to say the same about you. You are the one who killed him; he came here to save you, you idiotic boy! Your just like your pathetic parents, they were meddlesome fools too." She mocked.
"It's not my fault, I thought he was in trouble, I came here to save him!" Harry shouted.
"Just like you tried to save the Diggory boy?"
"I didn't know! I didn't know!" Harry dropped his wand. At this, Severus stepped in, and shifted the boy's thoughts to happier times. He could not stand to watch anymore, it was almost as bad as when his own father would taunt him.
What Severus had just done, was considered dark magic, but he did not care, the boy had suffered enough. Severus realized that he must sound just like Lestrange to the boy. Every class, Severus tells him how idiotic he is, messing up another potion.
Another image came into view, this time it was Harry's first Christmas. Lily was holding the boy in her lap, as James acted like a typical child, rushing towards the tree, grabbing the first present he saw. Lily carefully unwrapped each gift, and showed them to Harry. Baby Harry seemed more enthralled with the wrapping than the toys.
"Lil, open this one." He said as he handed it to her, looking into her eyes.
"James, I thought we said no presents!" Lily said upset.
"It isn't from me, it is from Santa Clause." James said seriously.
"James!" Lilly said as she playfully hit him in the arm.
Lily opened the tiny package, and saw that it was a beautiful opal necklace.
"James! It's beautiful!" She exclaimed.
"Wow, Santa sure knows how to treat a girl." James acted.
"Can you hold Harry while I put it on?" Lily asked.
"Sure, hand the little tyke over." James took Harry, and walked up to the large Christmas tree.
"Look, Harry, it is your very first Christmas. We are going to have so much fun. I am going to teach you to ride your first broom, and how to play exploding snap. I cannot wait to take you to get your first wand! I hope you grow up to be just like me!" James exclaimed.
"How typical." Severus thought.
"Except, I want you to be kind and loving, like your mother. I was a real prat sometimes, and your mother, well she is the one who showed me that there is more to life than just Quidditch and good looks." James said.
"And, although, I shall probably choke and die, once you hear this, but I want you to know that no matter what someone looks like, or how they might seem, they might actually be...all right." James said, almost choking on the last words.
Severus knew he was talking about how James had treated him in school. He never knew that James no longer hated him, although that could not make up for never actually saying it to Severus face, he supposed that was the best he was going to get.
Severus needed to get out of the boy's dream and let him have his own memories, because without them, he would not be who he was today. Severus pulled the sheets back over the boy, which he had tossed off during his nightmare, and went to bed.
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In the morning, Harry found himself in the most awkward sleeping position. His head was nearly hanging off the edge, while his feet were on his pillow. He had also had the strangest dream. He dreamt that it was his first Christmas, and his parents were talking to him, and opening presents. He did not care if it was real or not; he cherished it nonetheless.
There was a knock on his door.
"Yes?" Harry asked.
"Are you awake yet?" Sylvia said as she came in the door with her stuffed toad in tow.
"Yeah, I am awake. Did you sleep well?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, Daddy, stayed with me." She said crawling up on Harry's bed.
"That was nice of him. So did you have a good Christmas?" Harry asked.
"Yes, thank you for asking." Sylvia said in her most gown-up voice.
"What are you going to do today?"
"I am going to play with my new toy broom, and maybe you can help me." Sylvia said excited.
"Yeah, I will help you if I have time." Harry replied.
There was a ring at the door, and Sylvia nearly flew off Harry's bed to go to the door. Harry decided it would be best to get dressed. He pulled on his new jeans that he had gotten yesterday, and one of the new sweaters. He liked how they looked on him. For once, Harry felt good in his clothes. He combed his messy black hair and put on his glasses.
As he shoved up the sleeves of his sweater, he looked down and saw the marks. They were still healing, and Harry hated that he had done it, why could not Snape found him two hours earlier?
Then again, if Snape had found him, then he probably would not be in his house, with his family. Finally, he concluded that everything happens for a reason, and he should stop questioning everything to the Nth degree. His mother gave her life for a reason, and Sirius gave himself for him.
"Harry?" Eowyn called from the other room.
"Coming Eowyn." Harry answered as he walked out of the bedroom, flicking off the lights as he went.
"Harry, I would like you to meet my brother Eomer." Eowyn said as the man shifted Sylvia into one arm, and extended his hand to the boy.
"Hello, Mr. Potter, a pleasure to finally meet you." Eomer said.
"Nice to meet you too." Harry said, ruffling his hair with his other hand.
"My god, your right Eowyn, he looks just like James!" He exclaimed.
"I told you." She said as she took Sylvia from her brother's arms.
"So, you knew my parents too?" Harry asked.
"Yes, we went to Auror training together, and I served with him as well." Eomer answered.
"So, my dad, was he any good?"
"Any good, kid, your dad was unbelievable, I would say almost as good as Severus."
"Almost?" Harry questioned.
"Yeah, your dad couldn't quite figure out how to block mind altering spells like Severus can. Man, he is the best."
"Am I being talked about?" Severus drawled as he walked into the room, with is traditional school robes on.
"Oh hi there Severus. Happy Christmas." Eomer said as they shook hands.
"Hello, your early." Severus commented.
"Well, you taught me never to be late." Eomer said with somewhat of a snicker.
"Very funny, Eomer. Now if you will excuse me, I must go talk to Dumbledore, I will be back for lunch, at 12:30." Severus stated.
"You're going to see Dumbledore?" Both Harry and Eomer said at the same time.
"Yes, is that a problem with either of you?" Severus asked.
"No, could you tell him something for me, sir?" Harry asked.
"What is it?" Severus asked.
"Tell him thank you, and that I am sorry for the way that I acted the other day." Harry said sincerely.
"I will."
"Harry, come help me fly!" Sylvia exclaimed.
"All right, lets give it a go, shall we?" Harry said as he went into the other room with the little girl.
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Severus had turned to leave, when Eomer caught his shoulder.
"Yes?' Severus asked.
"Tell Dumbledore, that Fudge is after Lupin, and all other werewolves. Fudge has declared them a danger, and has stated in a memo that we are to proceed with caution around all potential werewolves."
"What?" Severus hissed.
"That is absolutely the most idiotic thing I have ever heard, what basis does Fudge even have to send something of this magnitude out?"
"He is saying that they are siding with Voldermort." Eomer responded.
"That is unbelievable, why is that man still in power?" Severus said.
"No one is willing to overthrow him, let alone take up the position. You know as well as I do, that if He was not occupied with Harry Potter right now, that the Minister of Magic would be the first to go."
"Yes, yes. All right, I will tell Dumbledore, but I am telling you right now, if he has me taking in werewolves as well as the Boy- Who-Lived, I will go mad."
Chapter 12
Severus woke up to see that he was still holding his daughter in his arms. He twisted his body and looked at the clock. He saw that it was a little past one o'clock in the morning. He had not planned on falling asleep, but telling Harry the story of his brother and Petunia Dursley had worn him out.
It was Boxing Day tomorrow, and Eowyn's brother, Eomer was coming over for lunch. Severus also had promise to visit Albus to report on Potter. Severus carefully crawled out of his daughter's bed and walked out of her room. Severus was on his way to his bed, when he felt the paternal need to check on the boy.
"Only a few days in his house, and he is already starting to get to me.
Severus thought to himself.
Severus peered through the half open door into the boy's makeshift bedroom.
"Sirius! Sirius! Come back, please come back, I need you." Harry muttered in his sleep. Harry was tossing and turning in the bed, so Severus decided that it would be best if he did something.
Severus took out his wand, and pointed it towards his temple, then to Harry's whispering an incantation.
Suddenly Severus found himself seeing what Harry had been muttering about. He was standing in the Department of Mysteries, kneeling in front of the Veil. Severus watched as the boy sobbed.
"Get up! You pathetic boy!" Severus turned slowly. He saw Belletrix Lestrange standing with her pointy black wand aimed at Harry.
"YOU! You killed him! You don't deserve to live!" Harry shouted as he drew out his wand faster than anything Severus had seen before.
"Funny, I was going to say the same about you. You are the one who killed him; he came here to save you, you idiotic boy! Your just like your pathetic parents, they were meddlesome fools too." She mocked.
"It's not my fault, I thought he was in trouble, I came here to save him!" Harry shouted.
"Just like you tried to save the Diggory boy?"
"I didn't know! I didn't know!" Harry dropped his wand. At this, Severus stepped in, and shifted the boy's thoughts to happier times. He could not stand to watch anymore, it was almost as bad as when his own father would taunt him.
What Severus had just done, was considered dark magic, but he did not care, the boy had suffered enough. Severus realized that he must sound just like Lestrange to the boy. Every class, Severus tells him how idiotic he is, messing up another potion.
Another image came into view, this time it was Harry's first Christmas. Lily was holding the boy in her lap, as James acted like a typical child, rushing towards the tree, grabbing the first present he saw. Lily carefully unwrapped each gift, and showed them to Harry. Baby Harry seemed more enthralled with the wrapping than the toys.
"Lil, open this one." He said as he handed it to her, looking into her eyes.
"James, I thought we said no presents!" Lily said upset.
"It isn't from me, it is from Santa Clause." James said seriously.
"James!" Lilly said as she playfully hit him in the arm.
Lily opened the tiny package, and saw that it was a beautiful opal necklace.
"James! It's beautiful!" She exclaimed.
"Wow, Santa sure knows how to treat a girl." James acted.
"Can you hold Harry while I put it on?" Lily asked.
"Sure, hand the little tyke over." James took Harry, and walked up to the large Christmas tree.
"Look, Harry, it is your very first Christmas. We are going to have so much fun. I am going to teach you to ride your first broom, and how to play exploding snap. I cannot wait to take you to get your first wand! I hope you grow up to be just like me!" James exclaimed.
"How typical." Severus thought.
"Except, I want you to be kind and loving, like your mother. I was a real prat sometimes, and your mother, well she is the one who showed me that there is more to life than just Quidditch and good looks." James said.
"And, although, I shall probably choke and die, once you hear this, but I want you to know that no matter what someone looks like, or how they might seem, they might actually be...all right." James said, almost choking on the last words.
Severus knew he was talking about how James had treated him in school. He never knew that James no longer hated him, although that could not make up for never actually saying it to Severus face, he supposed that was the best he was going to get.
Severus needed to get out of the boy's dream and let him have his own memories, because without them, he would not be who he was today. Severus pulled the sheets back over the boy, which he had tossed off during his nightmare, and went to bed.
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In the morning, Harry found himself in the most awkward sleeping position. His head was nearly hanging off the edge, while his feet were on his pillow. He had also had the strangest dream. He dreamt that it was his first Christmas, and his parents were talking to him, and opening presents. He did not care if it was real or not; he cherished it nonetheless.
There was a knock on his door.
"Yes?" Harry asked.
"Are you awake yet?" Sylvia said as she came in the door with her stuffed toad in tow.
"Yeah, I am awake. Did you sleep well?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, Daddy, stayed with me." She said crawling up on Harry's bed.
"That was nice of him. So did you have a good Christmas?" Harry asked.
"Yes, thank you for asking." Sylvia said in her most gown-up voice.
"What are you going to do today?"
"I am going to play with my new toy broom, and maybe you can help me." Sylvia said excited.
"Yeah, I will help you if I have time." Harry replied.
There was a ring at the door, and Sylvia nearly flew off Harry's bed to go to the door. Harry decided it would be best to get dressed. He pulled on his new jeans that he had gotten yesterday, and one of the new sweaters. He liked how they looked on him. For once, Harry felt good in his clothes. He combed his messy black hair and put on his glasses.
As he shoved up the sleeves of his sweater, he looked down and saw the marks. They were still healing, and Harry hated that he had done it, why could not Snape found him two hours earlier?
Then again, if Snape had found him, then he probably would not be in his house, with his family. Finally, he concluded that everything happens for a reason, and he should stop questioning everything to the Nth degree. His mother gave her life for a reason, and Sirius gave himself for him.
"Harry?" Eowyn called from the other room.
"Coming Eowyn." Harry answered as he walked out of the bedroom, flicking off the lights as he went.
"Harry, I would like you to meet my brother Eomer." Eowyn said as the man shifted Sylvia into one arm, and extended his hand to the boy.
"Hello, Mr. Potter, a pleasure to finally meet you." Eomer said.
"Nice to meet you too." Harry said, ruffling his hair with his other hand.
"My god, your right Eowyn, he looks just like James!" He exclaimed.
"I told you." She said as she took Sylvia from her brother's arms.
"So, you knew my parents too?" Harry asked.
"Yes, we went to Auror training together, and I served with him as well." Eomer answered.
"So, my dad, was he any good?"
"Any good, kid, your dad was unbelievable, I would say almost as good as Severus."
"Almost?" Harry questioned.
"Yeah, your dad couldn't quite figure out how to block mind altering spells like Severus can. Man, he is the best."
"Am I being talked about?" Severus drawled as he walked into the room, with is traditional school robes on.
"Oh hi there Severus. Happy Christmas." Eomer said as they shook hands.
"Hello, your early." Severus commented.
"Well, you taught me never to be late." Eomer said with somewhat of a snicker.
"Very funny, Eomer. Now if you will excuse me, I must go talk to Dumbledore, I will be back for lunch, at 12:30." Severus stated.
"You're going to see Dumbledore?" Both Harry and Eomer said at the same time.
"Yes, is that a problem with either of you?" Severus asked.
"No, could you tell him something for me, sir?" Harry asked.
"What is it?" Severus asked.
"Tell him thank you, and that I am sorry for the way that I acted the other day." Harry said sincerely.
"I will."
"Harry, come help me fly!" Sylvia exclaimed.
"All right, lets give it a go, shall we?" Harry said as he went into the other room with the little girl.
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Severus had turned to leave, when Eomer caught his shoulder.
"Yes?' Severus asked.
"Tell Dumbledore, that Fudge is after Lupin, and all other werewolves. Fudge has declared them a danger, and has stated in a memo that we are to proceed with caution around all potential werewolves."
"What?" Severus hissed.
"That is absolutely the most idiotic thing I have ever heard, what basis does Fudge even have to send something of this magnitude out?"
"He is saying that they are siding with Voldermort." Eomer responded.
"That is unbelievable, why is that man still in power?" Severus said.
"No one is willing to overthrow him, let alone take up the position. You know as well as I do, that if He was not occupied with Harry Potter right now, that the Minister of Magic would be the first to go."
"Yes, yes. All right, I will tell Dumbledore, but I am telling you right now, if he has me taking in werewolves as well as the Boy- Who-Lived, I will go mad."