Okay, before I begin Chapter 12 I have something I would like to say…

Thank you, to all the reviewers for telling me to continue and showing me such great support. And I would like to point out a few who have reviewed multiple times.

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A very Special thanks goes out to two people…

Angel Star Fire: Thank you for supporting me during all of last year when this story was forming and in it's very infancy… as you can see it is now a pre-teen^^ and Thanks for threatening to kill me if I harmed Draco(not like I ever would)… You are special Angel.

And to nopinion because you are the best^^!! Catch you on the flip side… and always remember I didn't yell in your ear. That's how much I think of you… ::grins at the knowledge that no-one except nopinion will have any clue as to what the hell he is talking about::

A Father's Love

Chapter 12: Silent Manor

**~~** Study Number Two~*~*~*

Harry and Draco heard Sev's anguish through the enchanted wall.

"What should we do?" Draco looked to his companion.

"BLOODY HELL!! Those fucking wounds weren't festering and Remus had to go and RIP them open again… I would bloody well kill the poof if I wouldn't get in serious shit for it." Harry seethed, fist so tight he was about to draw blood where his nails met his palms.

"Harry…" Draco started. "I will not let you talk to him, unless you calm down." Draco moved closer to Harry and wrapped his arms around the young man. Holding Harry to his chest, Draco sighed and simply held his boyfriend tighter. Harry slowly began to relax into Draco's warming embrace. His head drooped slightly as a wave of tiredness hit him. "How much sleep did you get last night Harry?"

"A couple of hours." He sighed.

"You need more sleep. And, you need to eat more." Draco scolded softly into Harry's ear.

"Time to go find Sev, he's stopped crying now." Draco let go of Harry but took his hand.

The two boys headed to the first study and found Severus on the floor he wasn't crying anymore, but his eyes were red and cheeks were wet, his arms were wrapped around his knees rocking slightly. Severus did not look up at the boys as they entered the study. Draco and Harry got on either side of their guardian and wrapped him in their warmth and caring understanding. Sev let himself open up to the boys, and they let him relax in their arms.

"I loved them both." Sev finally whispered, he then proceeded to repeat it in a soft hum over and over, growing tenser, while Harry and Draco stroked his hair and tried to whisper to him about being calm and how they loved him. Finally, Sev grew silent and hugged the boys then traveled wearily to his bedchambers and did not come out for dinner.

Dinner was quiet and Harry smoked a cigarette while eating very little. Draco ate a regular portion and watched as Harry turned away even the pudding served as dessert. Harry went to the bedchambers that he and Draco shared, after dinner and Draco followed soon after. Harry's trembling hands fumbled in his robes for another cigarette. Draco took Harry's hand and pulled out the smokes, and putting them away.

"Bloody hell Drey, I need a fucking fag!"

"No, you don't. You need sleep and food. And you aren't going to get either if you continue smoking."

"Drey…"

"No. No more fags, except for me." Draco leaned in and kissed Harry. "And no more of this fag until you give up the others. I am serious this time."

"Bloody hell Drey this isn't right."

"Only because you don't like it."

"That's not the point." Harry said the glare leaving his eyes. He pulled Draco to him and captured his lips. Draco let out a soft animal moan and kissed Harry back. Draco took control and lay Harry down on the bed. The boys lay in bed for a while kissing and caressing each other through the layers or robes. Harry let out a moan and reached lower.

"No, Harry. We aren't ready yet." Draco breathed pulling himself above Harry only a couple of inches. "It isn't even legal… not until your next birthday." Harry pouted. But Draco had killed the mood on purpose, mainly because he wasn't sure if either of them could control themselves for much longer.

Sleeping with Harry pulled to his chest, Draco was awakened at before dawn when Harry got up, and started pacing the room. When the first rays of sun shone in, an hour later, Harry left the room leaving a now sleeping Draco behind. He went down to the potions lab and Severus gave him a small vile. He drank it and then went away, retrieving a breakfast roll; he ate it out in the garden. He had not put a shirt on and the cold morning air felt colder then usual against his bare chest.

He watched as the sphere of the sun rose above the horizon. Normal mornings, this filled Harry with comfort, mainly because of the calming potion Sev served him, but still because the sun was a comfort. However on this morning, without his regular morning fag and with Sev so down, Harry was not filled with comfort. There was another feeling lingering in his heart, one of dread. Harry felt something stirring inside him and something that wasn't him. Harry was discontent and only knew mildly why. First Harry had tried to push away the feeling ignoring it then he tried to get rid of it with fags, but Harry couldn't drive the feeling out. Harry began getting less and less sleep and finally he had grown so restless, that he had gone to see Poppy. She prescribed for him a calming potion to be taken once every day. That had been six months ago. He was still restless, and the worry was growing. He was becoming more short with people, growing angry with the foiled plans of something simple. Harry had grown dependant on the nicotine fix, and a small pain of hunger he could control. Harry needed to be in control of something and the fags were taking over. Draco taking them away was possibly a good thing.

Moving back into the house, Harry found that Sev had abandoned the morning's potions work and skipped breakfast, instead preferring the comforts of his dark room. That was possibly okay Harry didn't feel like talking. Harry noticed a house elf peering at him and decided that he would see what it wanted.

"Excuse me master Snape, but Lord Snape has not eaten anything since yesterday at mid-day meal. The house elves is wishing to know what to do."

"Send a meal every hour, find me tomorrow if he hasn't eaten anything." Harry decided.

"Yes master Snape." The house elf scurried back into the kitchen.

**~~** The Next Dawn~~**~~

Harry had been pacing in his room waiting for the sun to come up and he was very impatient that it had not come yet. Going down at the first glimpse of a lighter sky, he made his way down to the potion lab and found a vile and note indicating that the vile was the correct potion. Sev, was not to be seen. Harry went out in the garden again, grabbing a small breakfast roll. Draco had hidden his fags very well because Harry had searched for them and could not find them. He had even tried the 'accio' spell, but to no avail. Harry took to the skies an hour or two after finishing the roll, and flew faster, and faster trying to outrun something. But no matter how fast Harry flew, nor how gracefully he controlled the broom, he could not outrun himself. His thoughts stayed with him. He and Draco had spoken the day before, but Harry had not seen hide nor hair of his father since the previous dawn. Going in around eight o'clock, Harry was greeted by the same house elf that he had seen yesterday morning.

"Master Snape, Lord Snape has eaten nothing but tea since day before last. You said I was to tell you."

"Yes, thank you. Please fix a tray for me to carry up."

"Yes master Snape." The house elf scurried into the kitchen and Harry followed at an easy stride. The tray was fixed quickly with a grinning house elf. "Will this do for master Snape?"

"Yes, it's very good." Harry praised the house elf, with a small smile of appreciation.

Taking the tray up to Sev's room, Harry knocked on the door. There was no answer. Harry knocked again and this time Sev opened the door, but did not look at him, rather his face buried in a stash of papers he let go of the knob and headed back into the room. Harry found a small table and placed the tray down on it.

"You need to eat." Harry said plainly.

"I already ate." Sev said looking at the boy.

"No, you haven't. I asked the house elf. Besides, I can tell you are lying anyways."

"I don't want anything, I am not hungry."

"Again I can tell you are lying. You may not want to eat, but you are hungry. You need to eat."

"Like, you are one to be talking. I've seen you eat no more then spoonfuls at supper. Don't lecture me on my eating habits."

"I can and I will. I have eaten several times since you last ate. I am eating, mind you it isn't very much.."

"And you are getting thinner."

"And you are not eating at all…" Harry was getting put out.

"I am a grown man, Harry, I can make up my mind about what and when I eat."

"Then make up your mind to eat."

"Harry, go do something else. I'm busy." Severus finally said. Harry turned and left leaving the food behind. Sev looked at it and sent it back to the kitchen not wanting to eat anything.

When Draco woke, Harry was in the window again.

"Morning." Draco said with a stretch and a yawn. Harry only nodded and continued staring out the window. Draco moved to the bathroom and when he came back out into the bedroom, Harry was gone. Draco moved throughout the day not seeing or hearing from either of his housemates. Went to bed that night without Harry, and woke again without seeing him. Draco's worry about seeing his companions grew as the hours went by that he did not see of them or hear them.

One day nearly a week later, he heard a BANG! and woke immediately. He rushed to the noise and found Sev's door open and Harry in there with his father. A platter of food had been thrown at the wall, but Draco could not tell which wizard had done it.

"You have not had anything to eat in a week. You are killing yourself, and Remus is not worth that when you have other people that love you." Harry said in a low tone.

"I am not hungry. Your coming in here and trying to push me into eating will do no good."

"Stop LYING!! You are hungry Severus; you are refusing to eat because you are hurt! If you kill yourself, where does that leave everybody else, you selfish Bastard." Harry stormed out of the room past Draco and into the void he had been in for the past week. Draco looked at Sev and realized that what he had just witnessed was something that was not something he could help with. Leaving the room, he closed the door.

~~**~~ A week later ~***~~

Harry had rejoined Draco at least during the night, and Sev had begun going to the Potion's lab but looked weaker every day. Draco learned that Harry had spiked the tea Sev was drinking with a nutrients powder via the house elves, and was still pestering him to eat each morning. And one not so very peculiar day, Harry said one thing…

"Voldermort is coming…" he said it in a whisper so soft that Draco wasn't sure he had heard him correctly or not. But Harry had indeed said it. Voldermort was coming after him.