Seizure

Sorry for the very very very…late chapter and I apologize that it is short.
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July 31, a day which Severus both was excited for and fearing was here. Harry would be turning nine. He however looked and acted still much like a four or five year old. This angered Severus as while he hated James Potter the man was smart and he knew Lily was brilliant so Harry would at least have a good chance at being brilliant and that horrid sister ruined it all. Looking down at the list he was trying to finish but his mind went blank. His eyes rested on watching Harry play. What would be good to help him develop faster. The wizarding word was not the best with mental illness like the muggles were. Magic cant heal somethings, let Bellatrix Lestrange be testimony to that. Cake and some sort of gift would be enough for the boy he after all did not want to over whelm him.

The two kittens ran under the table chasing each other as Chrystian sat on the couch doing work for her university courses. The new year for students would start in a months time. Today however was Harry Potters ninth birthday. She glanced up at her father as he was spacing out yet again. Standing and stretching before walking into the kitchen and sitting beside him.

" We could go to London and take him to one of those muggle play pen type places with slides and all that…" she said as Severus jolted at the sudden sound of her voice but shook his head.

"No…that would be too over whelming…he is still healing as well. I am sure Dumbledore has planned up something. I need you to look after him for a while…" he stated as he was never last minute about anything so why had he waited this time. Was his disdain for the boys father really that bad? Standing he went to prepare to go to Hogsmead. He was sure that he could find a suitable gift for the child, something to stimulate his brain. His trip of course consisted of him getting a tiny cake for the boy and he had found a simple but very well hand made blanket that was actually made from soft wool. It was green and blue with browns, a very understated color scheme yet it drew Severus eye. The shop keeper of course came and helped him with it. His trip only lasted and hour and when he returned he could not help but feel a bit of panic as he saw the patronus coming to meet him at the entrance.

The ghostly blueish silver panther bounded up and spoke to him.

" Harry started going into seizures…please help" and then it moved to match the dark mans hurried strides as he ran to the dungeons. He was greeted with Chrystian on her knees, Harry on his side crying and clutching his mid section as he seized. " Get the floo ready I'm taking him to Poppy" he stated as he picked the child up as he twitched in his arms and he soon found himself nose to nose with the matron as he lay Harry on the bed as Poppy hurried over.

" He started seizing while I was on my way back from Hogsmead" he said and the older woman nodded and ran her diagnostics.

" Severus get me the pink calming drought in the top shelf of my cupboard." She said as the younger wizard did as he was instructed coming back moments later with the vial and uncorked it as she tilted the young boys head back as he poured it down his throat and used her fingers to massage it down. It was not long until his seizing had stopped and he was breathing at a more normal rate but still hard as he had never seized that long or hard before.

Harry woke and it was dark, he tried to move but found his arms felt heavy and there was a weight on his left hand. Not having his glasses his sight was blurry but the black mass was warm and a pale hand like figure was atop his as he felt his chest constrict. His dark man, Seveu's as he heard others call him, except for Chrissy…she called him papa and father. Harry's little hand gripped at the dark mans larger one before closing his eyes and letting sleep take him feeling safe.

Madam Pomfrey released him to Severus the next morning after breakfast and only after. Severus carried him down to the dungeons, his head never leaving his shoulder and his tiny hands curled into his cloak refusing to let go.

Chrystian had cleaned Harry's room and had charmed his toys to greet him when he came back, she had cleaned the entire apartment suite, Severus had large quarters, three bedrooms and two bathrooms with a kitchen. She had kept herself busy, The two Kneazle kittens full out running after each other and tackle rolling her current amusement as she charmed a ball to roll around the room away from them. Her head shot up from her book as she heard her father enter and gently set Harry down. Harry instantly ran to Chrystian and climbed up on the couch with her. The two were like brother and sister more and more every day. The older man's eyes darted around the apartment and then to his daughter.

" You cleaned " he stated simply as she smiled brightly.
" I was nervous he wouldn't be allowed to come home today" she said as Severus's eyes softened at his daughters worry, the young woman had come to adore the younger boy, the boy who had killed her very own grandfather only seven years prior.

He blinked as he seemed to realize that he now had a small family of his own…more than just him and his daughter…he could not keep the smile from his lips as he joined them on the couch for the rest of the evening.