'Mes - thanks for the review! I know, Sev's mean – Harry and Draco, well, you'll find out what they think of him soon.
Lady Macbeth - Harry's scar didn't hurt because Tom wasn't planning anything bad and Tom can kind of control the connection
bluebird161221 - lol, thanks, more coming! No one's told me that it's going to fast, but I couldn't really care, it's my story! lol, this soon enough for you?
palanmenel - Thanks, glad you like it, more coming up!
parselmouth - What Harry and Draco really look like, well Sev's being a bit mean on that front so you'll have to wait, just like the lads do.
Chapter 4Groaning as he woke up, Draco looked across to the bed that belonged to his twin brother. He was still curious as to who that other person with their father had been last night.
He lay back down and started thinking about how much his life had changed in a very short period of time. He wasn't a Malfoy! He was a Snape, he had a twin brother and a father who cared, well, a father who seemed to care but you never knew ...
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On looking over at his twin's bed again he saw that Harry was awake and watching him. "Care to share your thoughts? You're looking pretty serious about something," Harry asked.
"I'm just thinking about Dad, I mean, is he all that he's cut out to be? I know he seems to care but ... "
"He seems to care," Harry answered. "But that thing with the food last night was really not funny! I mean, how could he let us think that we wouldn't get fed just because we'd done something wrong? We'd studied voluntarily that afternoon as well!"
"I know, but is talking to him an option?" Draco asked.
"Is talking to who, an option?" Severus asked from the doorway. He entered in time to hear Draco ask the question.
Both boys jumped and looked down. "No one, Father," Draco told him.
Severus crossed the room quickly so that he stood between both of his son's beds. "One of the things I don't tolerate is lying, Draco," he told the boy whilst lifting his chin with his hand. "Would you like to try and answer that question again?" Draco gulped, he hated the feeling of being trapped by someone's eyes yet he couldn't look away, his father wouldn't let him.
"You, Father," Harry spoke up from behind Severus to save his twin from answering. Harry got out of his bed and went to sit on the edge of Draco's bed.
"Me?" Severus asked whilst leaving loose of Draco's chin.
"Yes Father," Draco confirmed.
"What do you want to talk about then?" Severus asked.
"It's nothing, Father," Draco told him whilst standing and leaving the room. Both Harry and Severus watched him go.
"Harry, please tell me what all this is about," Severus requested.
Harry sighed. "I don't know if that would be wise ... "
"Then I think you'd better tell me."
"Draco was ...we were ...well, we were just wondering ...wondering whether or not ...whether or not you ...you ...you ..." Harry broke off and looked at the ground, desperately wishing he were somewhere else. He wasn't surprised when he felt a hand under his chin, forcing him to look up. He still couldn't talk, however. He was feeling too choked up.
Severus left loose of his chin and wrapped his arms around his son, finding that Harry clung to him slightly. Severus picked up Harry and sat down on Harry's bed, leaning against the headboard with his legs stretched out in front of him. Harry was half sprawled on top of him but was now slightly calmer and he relaxed against his Father.
"Want to tell me now?" Severus asked gently, not really wanting to push Harry.
"We were just questioning whether or not you really loved us, Father," Harry whispered so quietly that Severus could hardly hear him.
"Oh, Harry," Severus murmured whilst holding Harry even more tightly too him. "Whatever made you and your brother question that?" he asked aloud, not really expecting and answer though.
"The food thing last night, for one," Draco answered from the doorway.
"And Voldemort for another," Harry added. Draco nodded in agreement.
Severus sighed and opened one arm to Draco who ran to his twin's bed and jumped onto their father and also clung to him. "The thing with Voldemort is that you've got to accept that he's changed. And not many people seem to be able to do that. Dumbledore has just about accepted the fact but is hesitant to trust him. I, however, have seen evidence that Tom now really does care, through his actions."
"Tom?" Harry questioned.
"Tom Riddle. That is what Lord Voldemort was born as and he is taking that name again, no more Lord this and Lord that, ok?" Severus answered.
"Umm...Father?" Draco asked hesitantly.
"Yes?" Severus answered.
"Do we have to go to classes today? There's only two more days of school left after all."
"Do you want to go to classes today?" Severus asked the two of them.
"Not really," Harry answered, "Because Hermione and Ron will be asking where I've been and I won't know what to tell them, they'll know if I'm lying."
"Very well, neither of you have to go to classes today, but I, however do have to teach so you will sit at the back of the dungeon and get on with some work quietly, understand?"
"Yes Father," Harry and Draco answered together whilst tightening their grip on their father.
"Come on then, breakfast," Severus ordered whilst managing to get both lads arms from around his neck.
The three went into the dining room and the meal passed with Harry and Draco debating in a whisper whether or not to ask their father who was with him last night, but that would mean admitting to him that they were still awake when he checked on them last night. And who knew what his reaction might be?
Once they had finished eating Harry and Draco went back into their room to discover that the house-elves had once again made their beds and had put out clothes for them, although it wasn't their Hogwarts uniforms.
Sighing Harry pulled on the black denim cut-offs, the long-sleeved white shirt, the green tie and the black jumper with no sleeves. The jumper meant that they had to do the tie up properly. He then put on the black socks and shoes and ran a brush through his unruly black hair and left it at that.
He grabbed his History of Magic notes and shoved them into his book bag along with a book on Magical Creatures. Hermione was really rubbing off on him, he knew he couldn't take Care of Magical Creatures until his third year but it really interested him. Dejectedly he also put his Herbology notes into his bag, his father had said that he needed to improve in that subject as well. Maybe Draco could help him, if he got ok grades... their father hadn't said anything about Draco needing to improve in Herbology but instead in Defence Against The Dark Arts. Maybe they could help each other.
Making there way to the potions classroom quickly, Harry and Draco saw that Severus had arranged a table for them at the back of the classroom, out of the way. The twins knew that no one would disturb them, their Father wouldn't allow anyone to.
Harry discovered all to soon that Fred and George Weasley were in his fathers first class of the day and both sent him confused looks. "Don't ask," he mouthed to them, before his father started the lesson. They both gave him a slight nod but he saw them share a worried look. Harry was glad that he was sat in the shadows so that Fred and George couldn't see that he wasn't in his Gryffindor robes.
Draco gently placed his hand on Harry's arm and gave him a reassuring smile, which Harry returned. Then they both ducked their heads and got absorbed in their work. They barely realised when the double lesson was over and it was break, the time had gone so quickly. Once the last student had left both Harry and Draco put down their quills and went into their father's office.
Severus looked up and smiled at his two sons. "I have a free lesson next, how about a walk?" he asked.
"Yeah!" came the twin's enthusiastic reply back. Anything to get out of work.
"Also, Professor Dumbledore wants to talk to us but that can wait until after lessons have finished," Severus told them. "For now though, we'll wait until break is over before we go for a walk."
"Ok, Father," Harry and Draco answered. Both wondering how he would react if they called him dad, as they did when referring to him in private.
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