AN: I was
listening to: Cornershop's album, I Was Born For The Seventh Tim and
Bowling for Soup's album Drunk Enough To Dance.
Pre-HBP
chapter
Part 13-Freaking Adam out.. OKAY I'll be serious: Same
old but new visit.
Two weeks later:
Harry
Potter and Hermione Granger were both well again.
Ron
Weasley was on some tropical island for a vacation with his Swedish
girlfriend, before heading to Sweden to meet her
family.
:
A
man dressed all in black entered the bookshop, Harry Potter is
employed at and marched to the register, set before the door to the
backroom.
The man in black, down to his curtain of
hair, asked the cashier, "May I see Potter?"
"Eep..
I mean, yes, just a second Mister..." And the young man raced
into the backroom to retrieve Harry from his task of sorting and
pricing the newly arrived books.
"Harry."
"What
Adam?"
"There's a man to see
you."
"Who?"
"I
don't know, didn't ask. Scary one he is."
"Okay,
I'm coming."
"Thanks, I'll.. um.. go stock
these on the shelves yeah.. I'll do that," Adam told
Harry.
"Only that pile. There all set to go
out."
"Okay, Harry."
Harry
walked toward the front exit of the backroom and emerged behind the
counter.
"Professor Snape. Sir, what are you
doing here?"
"Coming to see how your doing,
Potter, do you have a break at all?"
"Yes
sir, I can take my lunch."
"Good, do
so."
"Hey Adam," Harry
called.
"Yeah, Harry?"
"I'm
taking my lunch."
"Gotcha, I'll man the
fort."
"Thanks."
Adam
nodded and went back to shelving
books.
:
Harry
and Snape exited. "Are there any places to consume food around
here, Potter?"
"The cafe across the street
is very nice. Ron always loved it."
"Weasley
loves all food, Potter."
Harry shrugged.
They
ordered, Harry paid.
Snape led him to a corner table
and sat down, Harry sat across from his former professor.
"How
are you, Potter?"
"Why do you visit me every
break? I thought you despised me."
"This is
for Albus, Minerva and the Werewolf, not me. Potter."
"Okay,
Professor."
A waitress brought out their food and
drinks.
"Call me, Severus, Harry."
"Why?
This is new, Severus," Harry replied.
"Shut
up, Potter."
"Back to last names are
we?"
"How are you, Harry?" Snape again
asked how his former pupil was.
"I'm very well,
happy, almost content with my life now."
"Almost?
Why almost?"
"I don't want to admit this to
you, sir," Harry said adverting his eyes.
"Look
at me, Potter, Harry."
"But."
"Lower
your shields, maybe I can help."
"But.. it's
personal, sir!"
"And you saw things of my
private life before, let me see and I will advise you."
Harry
took a deep breath, "Why?"
"For Albus,
Minerva and Lupin, my word to them, to ensure your well being and
happiness."
"Why you?"
"I'd
like to know that as well."
"Okay," and
Harry and Severus' eyes met, 'legimins'.. Snape seeing Harry's
plight.
"Tell her Potter, tell her you love
her."
"But what if.." Snape cut him
off.
"What if she doesn't return your feelings?
That is extremely unlikely, would you like the odds?" The
corners of Snape's mouth twitched up.
"No, that
won't be nescessary."
"Good."
"Your
the second person to tell me that lately, sir.. well not directly,
your the first there. Ron didn't know till later who I
meant..."
"Well, I have better techniques,"
Snape gloated.
Harry smiled, "If all goes well,
you'll be a groomsmen in our wedding, someday."
"No,
no Potter, that's okay."
"No, I insist,
sir."
Snape paled more so then his usual pallor,
"Well.." Severus was silent for several minutes.
"Your
ridiculous, Potter."
"Am I?"
"Yes
and why me?"
"Because it's you my esteemed
former Professor or Adam back at the shop."
"Thanks
a lot, Potter!" Snape scoffed.
Harry just grinned
at his former hated professor.. who over three years post school,
wasn't so bad anymore.
Maybe that was because
of the lack of houses, house points, Quidditch, Voldemort, The Order
and Deatheaters...
Maybe Severus finally realized at
the pleading of Albus, Minerva and Remus, that Harry was not
James.
That Harry was the son of James, yes, but also
the son of Lily Evans as well.