Chapter 4: Harry Potter and the Cinnamon-Pecan Scones

Two days had passed since Harry found out that Professor Snape was his father. Harry was down in the kitchen. His father's kitchen was Muggle style, but Severus never used it because they had house elves to do the cooking. But Harry wanted to show his father that he had some skill in something. So he got up early and prepared to make breakfast. He entered the kitchen. One of the house elves was in the kitchen when Harry entered. Spark said in a squeaky voice, "Young Master, what is it that you need?"

"Spark, I am just here to make breakfast," said Harry.

"But that is Spark's job, Young Master," said Spark.

"I know that. I am only doing this for one meal and I do need your help," said Harry.

"What is it, Young Master?" said Spark.

"I need you to tell me when my father wakes up. OK?" said Harry.

"I will Young Master," said Spark.

Spark left the kitchen. Harry went over to the oven and turned it on. He was going to make Cinnamon-Pecan Scones. He took out mixing bowls, measuring cups, a whisk, a cookie sheet, and a knife from the cabinets and other places in the kitchen. He also took out flour, baking powder, salt, sugar pecan meal, chopped pecans, cinnamon chips, butter, buttermilk, eggs, and vanilla. He set them all out on the counter. He took one of the mixing bowls and put in the dry ingredients. In the other he put the wet ingredients. Within a few minutes he had the dough. He took the dough out of the bowl and lightly floured it. He made the dough into the shape of a rectangle measuring 8x10 inches. With the knife he cut 2 to 3 inches diamonds into the dough. He put the scones on the cookie sheet and placed them in the oven. He set the timer. As they cooked he cleaned his tools and area. He then sliced fresh strawberries and bananas, putting them into bowls. He placed them on a tray. He got a freshly cut flower from his father's garden and put it in a small glass vase. Then the timer to the oven rang. He grabbed potholders and opened the oven. He took the Cinnamon- Pecan Scones out. He let them cool for a minute or two. That's when Spark came back into the kitchen. Spark said, "He wakes, young master."

"Thank you." said Harry as he took the tray in hand.

He left the kitchen and headed up stairs. He walked to his father's room. The door was not close. So he turned around and pushed the door with his back. Severus was rubbing the dust out of his eyes when he saw Harry with a tray of food. Severus said, "What is this, Harry?"

"Breakfast in bed. I wanted to make this for you," said Harry as he placed the tray down in his lap.

"Harry, you did not have to do this," said Severus.

"I did father, and you will at least try my cooking," said Harry.

"You made these?" said Severus in an unbelieving voice.

"Yes, I made them. You will not die from eating my cooking. My muggle family has not died yet. I have been cooking since I was five," said Harry as he sat down on the bed.

"All right, I will eat," said Severus as he took a bite into one of the scones. "Mmmmm, they're good."

"What else would they be?" said Harry. "You're great at potions and mother was great at charms. I am good at cooking and flying."

"My son, you are great at potions as well. Remember I am a spy. In my class I can't tell you that you are great at potions. They must think that I do not like you and I favor my house over every other house. But here I can say it. My son, your potions are excellent. Your grammar in your essays is another story," said Severus as he pulled up into the bed that layed next to him.

"Will you always find something wrong with me?" said Harry.

"It's a father's calling to help his son improve," said Severus as he took another bite into the scones. "Have you written your godfather yet?"

"No," said Harry.

"Why not?" said Severus.

" I do not know what to tell him," said Harry.

"Where is your Gryffindor courage?" said Severus.

"OK, I will write it," said Harry.

Severus handed an inkbottle, quill, and paper to Harry. Harry looked to Severus. Harry said, "How?"

"I grade papers in bed over Christmas break. So I just have these things in hand," said Severus.

Harry dipped the quill into the ink. He wrote: Dear Sirius, Well, my summer is different than last year. I am not at the Dursley's. I was adopted by Professor Snape. I now live with him. I know you're going to be angry with him, but it's better than at the Dursley's. Stay safe. Your godson, Harry

"I am finished," said Harry.

"Well, Hedwig will take it to him," said Severus. "Will you help me with a potion?"

"Yes, I will," said Harry.

Severus finished his breakfast and they went to make a potion. The rest of the day went fine.