Summary: Can one person and fate make the difference in Severus' life?
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A/N: This fic is AU, not canon. and thanks! to my beta Karri
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Chapter 25
The next day Severus sat in a chair at the back of the classroom as the other teachers made a fuss over Harry. Flitwick was making sure his shoes were tied, while McGonagall was combing his hair out of his eyes. "We wish to make sure that nothing hinders you as you try Harry," she explained
"That's all right Grannie McGonagall." Harry said a smile crossing his face. "I never had anyone do things for me, well no one except Daddy."
Everyone stopped their fussing though, when they heard the subtle snort turn into a full force chuckle from the corner. "Excuse me," Severus said trying to compose himself.
McGonagall turned her beet red face back to Harry. "You may call me Aunt Minerva but not Grannie. Now shall we get started? Professor Flitwick would like to see if you can move this pencil across the table."
Harry looked nervous but then he pointed out the obvious. "I don't have a wand. Am I to use yours Aunt Minerva?"
McGonagall looked down at her own wand and then turned to Severus. "Do you mind, Severus, if he uses yours? Perhaps it will give better results coming from a family member."
Severus stood up and walked over to Harry placing the wand in his hand. "I doubt this will be of much help, as the wand chooses the wizard, but you may try it."
Harry took up the wand, but try as he might he could not make the pencil move. Sighing he looked to McGonagall. "It is fine Harry, how about if you try to turn this feather into anything you wish."
Again Harry tried so hard his forehead wrinkled and his face turned red, but nothing happened and he looked down at his shoes. "I am sorry. I guess I will not be a very good wizard."
"Do not fret Harry. There is time yet before you will join us here at Hogwarts. I have but one test left for you and then you can go with your father and have some lunch. I want you to try to avoid this spell when I try to hex you." Upon the look of fear on his face, McGonagall leaned over and explained. "You are to say Protego, Harry, and the spell will not hurt you, I promise. Do not worry it is only a spell to contain you in the space you are in. Do you understand?" Seeing Harry nod his head reluctantly, McGonagall sent the stunner toward Harry.
Immediately Harry's arms flew to his side and he stood frozen in his spot. Harry did not like this at all. He began to sweat, thinking back to Uncle Vernon and being shoved into the cramped cupboard for days. Hyperventilating, Harry wanted nothing more than to get to his father who he could see as he could still move his head, everything else though was frozen stiff.
Severus could see Harry sweating and was about to stop the whole procedure, when McGonagall stayed him with a motion of her hand. "Give him a minute Severus." Severus did not like what was happening and he could see the tears welling in Harry's eyes, but what could bring about tears?
Harry himself could not breathe, he felt as if he was going to pass out at any moment, and usually when that happened his Uncle would let loose that horrible laugh. Harry waited for it even now. Harry was going to lose his mind, and before he knew what was happening, he screamed out. The scream sent the pencil flying across the room to stick in the wall, and McGonagall went flying right behind it. Slamming into the wall Minerva fell down, blood trickling from a small cut on her head.
Harry ran right to Severus as soon as the spell ended, and buried his face in the folds of his robe, sobbing uncontrollably, and shaking like a leaf. "I'm sorry Daddy. I didn't like the spell, I couldn't move or anything," Harry said through hiccuped breaths.
Severus wanted to shelter Harry, but he knew in a short while he would be at Hogwarts, and he would face many more things than this simple display. What worried him was the magnitude of wandless magic Harry had displayed just now. Gathering Harry, he took him by the hand, and led him over to Minerva to show him that she was quite all right. Once Harry had seen she was all right, he picked the still shaking child up and took him straight to the floo.
Stepping out of the fireplace back at his home, Severus sat Harry down on the couch and gathered a blanket for him before he sat down. "Harry, you must realize Professor McGonagall would never harm you, and that she only wished to see if you could do it."
Harry nodded his head yes, but then he frowned. "I didn't do it though Daddy. I failed the test."
Severus took Harry by the chin and lifted it to look into his son's eyes. "My son, you showed us today that you will not always need a wand. This is something special and a very rare gift, and one we shall keep as our secret." Harry once again nodded his head yes, and shifted so he could bury himself further into Severus' lap. They sat there talking for a bit longer until Severus realized he was holding a rather one sided conversation. He was about to get up when he noticed Harry's hand was twisted around the inside of his robes, so he kicked off his shoes and accioed them a blanket from the other room, and Severus lay down exhausted from the long day. Soon both of them were lost in dreams, and Lotty doused the lamps in the room and covered them with yet another blanket. She did not wish to tell her master that Lucius Malfoy had been looking for him today. For now she would let her masters sleep.