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"Har-wy, time to get up!"
Harry groaned and rolled away from the whining voice.
Severus pouted and climbed over Harry and poked him in the stomach.
"Up!"
"Alright already," Harry opened his eyes and glared at him. "I'm up."
"Good," He exclaimed happily. "Mina is here."
At this Harry sat straight up in bed and looked at the clock. He almost swore. It was 15 minutes to eight.
He grabbed some clothing from the dresser and threw it on the bed.
"Ok, hands up." Harry ordered. Severus immediately complied, lifting his hands up as high as they could go. Harry quickly placed the shirt on him, then made him sit and quickly shoved his pants on.
"You're going to have to wait with Hermione while I get ready ok?"
"K," came the jubilant response as he raced out of the room ahead of Harry.
"Mina! Har-wy said I gets to wayt with you!"
"Did he?" Hermione asked chuckling. "Well get up here then." She patted the seat next to her.
"K!" he struggled with it for a bit but finally managed to make it up onto the couch beside Hermione. She beamed in approval, and allowed him to sit on her lap as they waited for Harry to emerge from the bathroom.
Harry sighed and stared at his reflection in the mirror and was surprised to see the dark circles under his eyes that had been present since Sirius's death were fading. He rubbed his eyes to get the sleep out of them and took one final glance in the mirror and smiled slightly, the door was opening slowly. He looked in the mirror and wasn't to surprised to see Severus standing in the doorway teddy bear in hand. He smiled at him from the mirror before turning around and gesturing for him to come over to him.
Severus immediately rushed to Harry's side and looked up at him expectantly, waiting for him to do something.
"Har-wy, you ready?" He asked clutching 'Izzy', the teddy bear, tightly to him.
"Almost," Harry answered drying his hair with the towel, and leaving it sticking out in odd directions, before taking Severus's free hand and going back out to get Hermione, so they could make their way down to the Great Hall.
"Morning Harry," Hermione said in greeting, standing up and straightening out her robes.
"Morning Mione." he said yawning, then grinned. "You know you really should have woken us up earlier."
Hermione rolled her eyes and smiled. "I would have if I didn't know that these last couple of nights you had been getting the best sleep you probably have had since the beginning of first year."
Harry grinned sheepishly. It was true this had been the first restful sleep he had gotten in a long while. He looked down at the dark haired boy standing next to him and frowned. There was obviously something troubling the three year old, because it was written all over his face for the world to read. It put Harry on his guard to see him like this. Even Hermione seemed to notice something was wrong with him, because she too was looking down at him puzzled. She glanced up at him with a worried expression.
Harry picked the now slightly heavier Severus Snape, giving him a light kiss on the forehead, and beckoned Hermione to follow as they made their way out of his rooms and down towards the Great Hall.
Harry kept a tight grip on the little boy who seemed very put out suddenly and not at all like the little spitfire who had woken him up this morning. This worried both Harry and Hermione to no end. There didn't seem to be anything wrong with him earlier, what brought on the sudden change of mood?
The three reached the Great Hall and entered it. It seemed that the Hogwarts gossip train hadn't been derailed for everyone was starring in their direction or whispering to the person sitting next to them. But this didn't deter them one bit, they all were used to the silent starring by now so they shrugged it off and sat down at the seats that were saved by Ron.
"I thought you'd never make it down here before breakfast ended." Ron said through a mouthful of food.
"Ron, what have I told you about speaking with food still in your mouth?" Hermione asked angrily, watching Harry try to get Severus to eat some of his pancakes, but the three year old kept refusing it.
"What?" Ron whined. He followed Hermione's gaze as it rested across the table on Harry and Snape. He also watched as Harry seemed to fail miserably at getting the silent child to eat. Ron was surprised with himself for not noticing how much quieter he was compared to the other times he was around him. He looked across the hall and scanned the Slytherin table for Draco and found him also watching Harry and Snape with concern. As a matter of fact quite a few people were watching this small interaction curiously.
Harry was feeling helpless. This wasn't normal behavior for any three-year- old and he knew it. Normal three-year-olds were extremely hyperactive and couldn't seem to sit still for more then a minute before their attention drifted. Severus most certainly wasn't any of these. He tried once more to get him to eat something, but the little boy once again pushed the fork away from him and looked obstinately at the table. Harry gently reached out and brushed some of the stray fringe away from the little boy's eyes and gasped. The eyes that met Harry's weren't the bright, happy ones he was accustomed to seeing for the last few days, instead it was like he was staring into the emotionless ones of his middle aged professor. This couldn't be right, why would a three year old need to shield his emotions? He looked across the hall and met Draco's cool steel gaze and made a discreet head movement towards the door.
Draco got the message for he stood up languidly and made his way out of the hall. Harry followed about a minute later. Draco grabbed him by the arm and led him to an abandoned room and shut and locked the door behind them, finally taking a good look at the three-year-old Severus Snape. He could tell why Harry was distressed with one look at the little boy.
Harry gently placed the little boy on the ground and kneeled next to him. Reaching out he gently stroked Snape's cheek trying to gain his attention.
Severus slowly raised his eyes and met Harry's. He stumbled backward slightly upon seeing the compassion that was shining through Harry's eyes. He sniffled slightly and sat down on the ground.
Draco sat down behind the little boy and pulled him into a loose embrace, staring blankly at the wall in front of him. He looked up at Harry giving him a sad smile. The moment Harry sat down next to Draco, Severus climbed off of Draco's lap and into Harry's and snuggled against him, clutching his robes. Harry gently pulled the three year old closer and dropped a kiss on the top of his head, while whispering soothing words.
Draco watched this with fascination, quirking an eyebrow and smirking when Harry looked up at him again.
'What?' Harry mouthed. The look Draco was giving him was irritating to say the least. He failed to see what could possibly be so funny. When he realized he wasn't going to get an answer he returned his attention to Severus who had fallen asleep on his lap. Harry sighed and slowly started rubbing small circles on the little boys back, standing slowly so not to wake him.
"Some help you turned out to be." Harry muttered as he breezed past Draco on his way out the door. "And if you ever decide to tell me what is so funny you know where to find me."
Hermione met up with Harry outside of his room.
"So?" She asked.
"Still not sure what was wrong," He sighed. "And Draco was absolutely no help."
"Is he ever?" Hermione asked sarcastically.
"I don't know I don't work with him everyday." Harry said. He said the password to his room and allowed Hermione to enter before him. Upon entering Harry set Severus onto the floor and smiled.
"Why don't you go play by yourself for a bit." Severus nodded happily and skipped off to the toy chest against the wall. Hermione watched Severus play with the plastic animals for a minute before returning her attention to Harry.
"You're an idiot." Hermione said placing her books on the side table.
"Beg your pardon," Harry said astonished.
"You're an idiot, Potter," Hermione reiterated. "I warned you to not become to attached to him. You do realize no matter what you do here he's still going to hate you once he's back to himself again."
Harry scowled and crossed his arms. "I know that," He said irritably. His face softened as he heard Severus laugh loudly and make a loud booming noise. "I know."
"You're a fool," She said affectionately, slinging an arm around him and pulling him into a one arm embrace. "A sentimental fool."
Harry beamed and kissed her cheek. She blushed slightly and grinned. She happened to glance at the clock on the wall and gasped.
"I'm sorry, Harry." She said, quickly grabbing her books off the table. "I've got to go."
She hugged him again before disappearing from the room.
"Har-wy, come play." Severus called pulling out some blocks from the chest.
Harry smiled brightly as he walked over to him. "What are we playing?" He asked sitting next to him.
Severus looked thoughtful. "HIDE AND SEEK!"
Harry blinked in surprise, but hid his eyes and started counting. "1...2...3..." He opened his eyes slightly and peered around the room trying to catch sight of where Severus was heading.
"No peaking."
Harry laughed and resumed counting. "5...6...7...8...9...10! Ready or not here I come." He shouted, finally taking a good look around the room.
A/N: Ok this is incredibly short but, I'm trying to make you happy by showing that I am indeed still alive and I am writing this story. Yea ok I realize this just kinda stops but it stops in an ok place...I hope. I'm horrible I've been reading more fan fiction then writing it. And I'm reading the more interesting pairings as well....no excuse. Just please don't hurt me.
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"Har-wy, time to get up!"
Harry groaned and rolled away from the whining voice.
Severus pouted and climbed over Harry and poked him in the stomach.
"Up!"
"Alright already," Harry opened his eyes and glared at him. "I'm up."
"Good," He exclaimed happily. "Mina is here."
At this Harry sat straight up in bed and looked at the clock. He almost swore. It was 15 minutes to eight.
He grabbed some clothing from the dresser and threw it on the bed.
"Ok, hands up." Harry ordered. Severus immediately complied, lifting his hands up as high as they could go. Harry quickly placed the shirt on him, then made him sit and quickly shoved his pants on.
"You're going to have to wait with Hermione while I get ready ok?"
"K," came the jubilant response as he raced out of the room ahead of Harry.
"Mina! Har-wy said I gets to wayt with you!"
"Did he?" Hermione asked chuckling. "Well get up here then." She patted the seat next to her.
"K!" he struggled with it for a bit but finally managed to make it up onto the couch beside Hermione. She beamed in approval, and allowed him to sit on her lap as they waited for Harry to emerge from the bathroom.
Harry sighed and stared at his reflection in the mirror and was surprised to see the dark circles under his eyes that had been present since Sirius's death were fading. He rubbed his eyes to get the sleep out of them and took one final glance in the mirror and smiled slightly, the door was opening slowly. He looked in the mirror and wasn't to surprised to see Severus standing in the doorway teddy bear in hand. He smiled at him from the mirror before turning around and gesturing for him to come over to him.
Severus immediately rushed to Harry's side and looked up at him expectantly, waiting for him to do something.
"Har-wy, you ready?" He asked clutching 'Izzy', the teddy bear, tightly to him.
"Almost," Harry answered drying his hair with the towel, and leaving it sticking out in odd directions, before taking Severus's free hand and going back out to get Hermione, so they could make their way down to the Great Hall.
"Morning Harry," Hermione said in greeting, standing up and straightening out her robes.
"Morning Mione." he said yawning, then grinned. "You know you really should have woken us up earlier."
Hermione rolled her eyes and smiled. "I would have if I didn't know that these last couple of nights you had been getting the best sleep you probably have had since the beginning of first year."
Harry grinned sheepishly. It was true this had been the first restful sleep he had gotten in a long while. He looked down at the dark haired boy standing next to him and frowned. There was obviously something troubling the three year old, because it was written all over his face for the world to read. It put Harry on his guard to see him like this. Even Hermione seemed to notice something was wrong with him, because she too was looking down at him puzzled. She glanced up at him with a worried expression.
Harry picked the now slightly heavier Severus Snape, giving him a light kiss on the forehead, and beckoned Hermione to follow as they made their way out of his rooms and down towards the Great Hall.
Harry kept a tight grip on the little boy who seemed very put out suddenly and not at all like the little spitfire who had woken him up this morning. This worried both Harry and Hermione to no end. There didn't seem to be anything wrong with him earlier, what brought on the sudden change of mood?
The three reached the Great Hall and entered it. It seemed that the Hogwarts gossip train hadn't been derailed for everyone was starring in their direction or whispering to the person sitting next to them. But this didn't deter them one bit, they all were used to the silent starring by now so they shrugged it off and sat down at the seats that were saved by Ron.
"I thought you'd never make it down here before breakfast ended." Ron said through a mouthful of food.
"Ron, what have I told you about speaking with food still in your mouth?" Hermione asked angrily, watching Harry try to get Severus to eat some of his pancakes, but the three year old kept refusing it.
"What?" Ron whined. He followed Hermione's gaze as it rested across the table on Harry and Snape. He also watched as Harry seemed to fail miserably at getting the silent child to eat. Ron was surprised with himself for not noticing how much quieter he was compared to the other times he was around him. He looked across the hall and scanned the Slytherin table for Draco and found him also watching Harry and Snape with concern. As a matter of fact quite a few people were watching this small interaction curiously.
Harry was feeling helpless. This wasn't normal behavior for any three-year- old and he knew it. Normal three-year-olds were extremely hyperactive and couldn't seem to sit still for more then a minute before their attention drifted. Severus most certainly wasn't any of these. He tried once more to get him to eat something, but the little boy once again pushed the fork away from him and looked obstinately at the table. Harry gently reached out and brushed some of the stray fringe away from the little boy's eyes and gasped. The eyes that met Harry's weren't the bright, happy ones he was accustomed to seeing for the last few days, instead it was like he was staring into the emotionless ones of his middle aged professor. This couldn't be right, why would a three year old need to shield his emotions? He looked across the hall and met Draco's cool steel gaze and made a discreet head movement towards the door.
Draco got the message for he stood up languidly and made his way out of the hall. Harry followed about a minute later. Draco grabbed him by the arm and led him to an abandoned room and shut and locked the door behind them, finally taking a good look at the three-year-old Severus Snape. He could tell why Harry was distressed with one look at the little boy.
Harry gently placed the little boy on the ground and kneeled next to him. Reaching out he gently stroked Snape's cheek trying to gain his attention.
Severus slowly raised his eyes and met Harry's. He stumbled backward slightly upon seeing the compassion that was shining through Harry's eyes. He sniffled slightly and sat down on the ground.
Draco sat down behind the little boy and pulled him into a loose embrace, staring blankly at the wall in front of him. He looked up at Harry giving him a sad smile. The moment Harry sat down next to Draco, Severus climbed off of Draco's lap and into Harry's and snuggled against him, clutching his robes. Harry gently pulled the three year old closer and dropped a kiss on the top of his head, while whispering soothing words.
Draco watched this with fascination, quirking an eyebrow and smirking when Harry looked up at him again.
'What?' Harry mouthed. The look Draco was giving him was irritating to say the least. He failed to see what could possibly be so funny. When he realized he wasn't going to get an answer he returned his attention to Severus who had fallen asleep on his lap. Harry sighed and slowly started rubbing small circles on the little boys back, standing slowly so not to wake him.
"Some help you turned out to be." Harry muttered as he breezed past Draco on his way out the door. "And if you ever decide to tell me what is so funny you know where to find me."
Hermione met up with Harry outside of his room.
"So?" She asked.
"Still not sure what was wrong," He sighed. "And Draco was absolutely no help."
"Is he ever?" Hermione asked sarcastically.
"I don't know I don't work with him everyday." Harry said. He said the password to his room and allowed Hermione to enter before him. Upon entering Harry set Severus onto the floor and smiled.
"Why don't you go play by yourself for a bit." Severus nodded happily and skipped off to the toy chest against the wall. Hermione watched Severus play with the plastic animals for a minute before returning her attention to Harry.
"You're an idiot." Hermione said placing her books on the side table.
"Beg your pardon," Harry said astonished.
"You're an idiot, Potter," Hermione reiterated. "I warned you to not become to attached to him. You do realize no matter what you do here he's still going to hate you once he's back to himself again."
Harry scowled and crossed his arms. "I know that," He said irritably. His face softened as he heard Severus laugh loudly and make a loud booming noise. "I know."
"You're a fool," She said affectionately, slinging an arm around him and pulling him into a one arm embrace. "A sentimental fool."
Harry beamed and kissed her cheek. She blushed slightly and grinned. She happened to glance at the clock on the wall and gasped.
"I'm sorry, Harry." She said, quickly grabbing her books off the table. "I've got to go."
She hugged him again before disappearing from the room.
"Har-wy, come play." Severus called pulling out some blocks from the chest.
Harry smiled brightly as he walked over to him. "What are we playing?" He asked sitting next to him.
Severus looked thoughtful. "HIDE AND SEEK!"
Harry blinked in surprise, but hid his eyes and started counting. "1...2...3..." He opened his eyes slightly and peered around the room trying to catch sight of where Severus was heading.
"No peaking."
Harry laughed and resumed counting. "5...6...7...8...9...10! Ready or not here I come." He shouted, finally taking a good look around the room.
A/N: Ok this is incredibly short but, I'm trying to make you happy by showing that I am indeed still alive and I am writing this story. Yea ok I realize this just kinda stops but it stops in an ok place...I hope. I'm horrible I've been reading more fan fiction then writing it. And I'm reading the more interesting pairings as well....no excuse. Just please don't hurt me.
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