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"He told you that?" Hermione asked, looking around the corner into Harry's bedroom. Severus was playing with his stuffed bear. Or maybe was wrestling with the bear would be a better way to put it.
She had shown up at their room about a half hour ago to find out if everything was alright. Harry had recounted the little heart to heart between himself and the toddler and Hermione was appalled. She just couldn't seem to grasp how someone's parent could say such a mean thing to a three year old.
"Yeah, he did." said Harry. He lifted his cup to his lips and took a small sip of the steamy liquid.
"Oh poor Severus." Hermione said sadly, before returning to her homework.
Harry nodded and picked up the Daily Prophet. Thankfully Voldemort and his band of merry death eaters were being wonderfully silent. Though reflecting on that thought their silence was never a good thing. Whatever they were planning they were doing an awfully good job of hiding it. He turned the page of the paper and dropped it in disgust. Another lovely article about his love life was mocking him from the page. "Boy-Who-Lived Gay?" He sighed in frustration.
"What's wrong?" Hermione asked, looking up from her Arithmancy essay.
"Death Eaters."
She bit her bottom lip. "Another attack?"
"Lack there of," he stated.
Hermione knitted her brow. "How's that a bad thing?"
"It means they're planning something," he said unconsciously rubbing his scar. "Not that that's a bad thing." He added seeing the disbelieving look on Hermione's face. "It's just...I don't know...worrying I suppose."
Hermione reached across the table and took his hand in hers. She smiled warmly and squeezed it, before letting go.
"Also this," He said, tossing the paper across the table for her to see. She daintily picked up the paper and scanned the article. She grimaced and carefully folded the paper before tossing into the waste bin behind her.
"Harry?"
Harry looked across the room and saw Severus staring at him funnily. He blinked a couple of times trying to figure out what the three year old was wearing. He had the socks Dobby had sewn for Harry last Christmas on, over the outside of a pair of green striped pants, that Harry noticed were on backwards much to his amusement. Then to top it off he was wearing a canary yellow shirt with dragon on the front.
Harry chuckled.
"Dress yourself did you?" Hermione asked shoving the offending article to the back of her brain to simmer. She giggled as he spun in a rapid circle to show off his handy work.
"Yup!" Severus said excitedly, running over to them.
Harry leaned over and picked up the vibrant boy, placing him on his lap. Immediately Severus reached across the table, grabbed a cookie off the plate in between Harry and Hermione and began munching on it happily.
Hermione glanced at her watch and gasped. "Harry, you've got to get going." Seeing the bewildered look she rolled her eyes. "Quidditch? You know the game where you chase a small golden winged ball and perform death defying stunts that one of these days will land you in the hospital wing in a coma from brain trauma. Ring any bells, captain?"
He groaned. "Ron's going to flay me alive."
She grinned evilly. "Well, if he tries anything you could always make him do laps."
"What's so hard about that?" He interjected.
"Muggle style," she finished.
Harry laughed.
"Whas funny?" Severus asked curiously.
"We're just teasing Ron." Harry answered placing him back on the ground before running into the bedroom to fetch his broom. He emerged a minute later broom in hand.
"Wish me luck." He said as he leaned over and kissed Severus on top of the head. Severus reached up and brushed the kiss off furiously, but the effect was lost since he was smiling like a loon.
"Luck," said Hermione, kissing him on the cheek. Harry grinned and ran out of the portrait hole.
Severus grinned up at Hermione who was shaking her head affectionately at Harry's hasty exit.
"So." She said sitting down on the carpet, pulling Severus down onto her lap. "What do you want to do?"
"I wanna play wit Dwaco."
Hermione nodded. "Let's go see where he is shall we?"
Severus nodded and jumped out of Hermione's lap. "Come on," he said tugging on her hand as she stood up.
10 minutes later they found Draco sitting out in the stands observing Gryffindor's team practice. He smiled and waved when he saw them coming towards him.
"Dwaco!" Severus squealed before running up the steps to him. Draco had to try hard not to laugh as the little boy kept tripping over his own feet as he ran. Finally, he made it all the way up to Draco a huge smile on his face. Draco extended a hand which he eagerly grasped as they walked through the rows and finally sat down in the middle. Hermione joining them shortly after.
"Did you get dressed by yourself?" Draco asked amusedly, taking in the odd assembly of clothing.
"Yup!" Severus said proudly. Draco ruffled his hair (which he immediately started to flatten again once the hand was removed) before turning his attention back onto the practice.
"You wouldn't be trying to steal our teams strategy would you?"
Draco gave her a look that said 'who me?'. He put a hand over his heart and wobbled a bit. "You wound me." he said teasingly. "Plus, your team has no strategy."
"Of course we do." Hermione said indignantly.
"No. You don't." He said, following Harry's progress around the pitch with his eyes. "I have been to every single one of your teams practices this year and never once has anything even close to a strategy been put into practice. Your entire team depends solely on Harry."
"That's absurd." Hermione exclaimed.
"It's not." He said watching Harry as he went into another dive. "They pass the quaffle around a bit smack the bludgers into space and watch Harry as he goes into dive after dive, sharp turn after sharp turn. If he wasn't the best seeker in the school right now your team would never win a single game."
Hermione looked askance at him. "You do just realize you just admitted that Harry was better then you."
"If you tell anyone I said that-"
"You'll what Draco?" she asked sweetly.
"Ugh, never mind. Just forget it." He said.
Severus was getting bored. Being bored and being three does not bode well. So, he decided he wanted a closer look, maybe then he would be less bored. Hermione and Draco were to busy watching Harry as he shot up into the sky to notice Severus inch closer to the edge of the stands. Severus placed his hands on the railing and stood on tip toe to look over. The railing was to high up to see much of anything and he really wanted to see. He tightened his grip on the top rail and climbed up onto the first rail. He leaned over the edge and looked down at the ground that was 30 feet away. It was then that the snitch flew past. He reached out for it and his hand brushed it. He upset his balance and toppled over the edge.
Hermione shrieked as she saw the soles of Severus's shoes go flying over the railing. She and Draco rushed over to the edge as they watched the three year old careen towards the ground.
"HARRY!" Hermione screamed frantically. Harry who had been in hot pursuit of the snitch had watched in shock as Severus had flopped over the edge of the railing. He urged his Firebolt to go faster and headed into a steep dive. He pulled his broom into a complete stop 4 feet from the ground and held his arms out. Severus fell neatly into his arms, face white as a sheet.
Harry was too stunned by what had just happened to do more then just hold the little boy close to him. He could feel shudders race through Severus's body as he held him. Looking up he saw two terrified faces staring down at him. His blood boiled. What the hell had they been doing that they couldn't keep a good eye on Sev? He scowled in their direction and was slightly satisfied when he saw Hermione wince. He gently guided his broom up to the stands, keeping a tight grip on Severus.
"What the hell was that!?" He screamed in their faces. His team was floating beside him, watching the scene in amazement. "What was so important that you just couldn't keep an eye on him?"
Hermione looked down, terribly ashamed of herself. She couldn't even meet Harry's eyes as he handed her the trembling child.
"I'm going to go take a shower." He said coldly signaling the end of practice.
A/N: Ok I know I'm not being to friendly to Sev right now what with the terrible memories and the falling out of the stands. Yea and guess what he turns 4 in the next chapter. Finally huh? Yea well you're not gonna like what I do to both Harry and Sev next chapter....or Draco for that matter. Quick someone stop me I'm abusing my characters.
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