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Harry woke slowly the next morning feeling warm, comfortable and didn't really want to move. He could feel Severus curled along his back with an arm flung over his middle as he snored softly in his ear. He soaked in the feeling for a few more minutes before pulling himself stiffly out of the bed. Severus rolled away in his sleep, the curve of his pale back almost glowing in the soft light. Harry ran his hand down the man's back loving the feel of the man's soft skin under his palm.
Harry pulled the blanket over the man before turning away and moving towards the bathroom. His leg stiff but not too bad as he ran a warm shower before dressing, he left Severus where he was and picked up his cane. He made his way out of the room and up to the Great Hall for breakfast a soft smile on his face at the students in the hallways. Harry and Severus had slept for most of the day before after getting back to the castle and Harry was staved.
He moved into the Great Hall, the children were loud this morning, which didn't help the slight headache he had but warmed his heart. He locked eyes with the Headmaster and nodded his head. The man smiled at him and Harry was sure that he would have already had a report from one of the members of the Order about the attack.
"Mr Sun?"
Harry turned at his name and looked over at Draco and smiled.
"Mr Malfoy," Harry said softly as the boy's eyes flicked to the gash above his right eye. "How can I help you?"
"I was wondering if you could help me with that status charm," Draco said softly. "The one that works with potions?"
"No problems," Harry said with a smile. "When would you like to work on it?"
"Tonight or tomorrow night?" Draco asked.
Harry pulled out a notebook from his pocket and flicked it open. "How about five thirty tomorrow night?"
"Thanks, Mr Sun." Draco grinned and moved off.
Harry looked after the boy with a soft smile.
"Ah, Blake. How are you?" Charmling asked beside him.
Harry turned to the man and his blue eyes widened when he spied the gash.
"I'm well, Charmling." Harry said, moving towards the Head Table. "Just after some coffee and food before working on a project."
"What are you working on?" Charmling asked as he walked with Harry.
Harry didn't answer the question and when he reached Ry he bent close to the boy.
"Meet me in my rooms after dinner," Harry whispered in the boy's ear and nodded at his friends, still ignoring Charmling.
"So ah," The man said looking put out. "About that lunch?"
"What lunch?" Harry asked as he sat in Severus's seat at the Head Table.
"The one in Hogsmead?" Charmling said with a smile. "Isn't that Snape's seat?"
"It is," Harry replied, grabbing a coffee and filling his plate.
"Um," Charmling looked around for help but the other teachers just hid their smiles. "Won't he want to sit there?"
"Nope," Harry replied as he started on his breakfast.
"Um why?" Charmling asked.
Harry slowly chewed on the bacon in his mouth as he looked up at the other man. Harry swallowed the bacon then opened his mouth but Albus got there first.
"Severus won't be joining us for breakfast," Albus said softly beside Harry. "Blake is welcome to his seat since he normally sits with the students."
Charmling looked put out and his eyes flicked from Harry sipping on his coffee and Albus's twinkling eyes before moving down the table to his own seat.
"He doesn't get a clue that bloke," Harry muttered.
Albus chuckled and rested a hand on Harry's shoulder before moving back to his own seat.
"Is Severus sick?" Professor McGonagall asked from a couple of seats down.
"Nope," Harry replied and winked at the woman. "He's sleeping."
"He missed his classes yesterday," McGonagall said looking at Harry in concern. "And that's a nice gash you have there, Mr Sun."
Harry grinned at the woman and tilted his cup in her direction.
"Does it make me look even more rugged good looking?" Harry asked with a smirk.
Professor Sprout giggled from next to McGonagall.
"More like a up to no good skin head," Minerva answered with a smirk of her own.
Harry snorted into his coffee and coughed.
"Ha!" Harry barked when he could. "Minerva!"
The woman sat back like a cat that got the cream.
xXx
Harry moved his bag further up his shoulder as he watched the students moving around on the front lawn of the school while he waited for Severus. Harry leaned back against the wall of the school and idly picked up the magic of the castle wards and looked through them while he waited. The school woke up and took notice but he made sure that the Headmaster wouldn't notice as he looked through them. Nothing caught his attention so he let them go again.
Not that he would be able to do too much after using a lot of his magic on the battle two days ago but he just couldn't leave wards alone. Severus stormed out of the castle and Harry looked at the man in amusement as the man looked around.
"Problem?" Harry asked lightly and the man turned on him.
"My classroom," Severus snapped and Harry raised an eyebrow in question.
"Is a few doors down from my classroom," Harry replied mildly. "Has rows of desks and chairs in it with cauldrons."
Severus grabbed his shoulder and pushed Harry towards the main doors.
"You," Severus snapped as Harry stumbled. "Fix your son's mistake."
"Again?" Harry threw over his shoulder as a few students giggles at their antics.
Severus just growled in answer.
"He can't fix it?" Harry asked as he limped down the hallway. "You know I have work to do."
"Playing with the vampire doesn't count as work!" Severus growled and Harry snorted.
Suddenly Ry and his friends appeared and the boy paled when he saw them coming towards him and he looked around for an exit.
"Oi!" Harry shouted and a few students paused and looked over at him. "What did you do this time?"
Ry looked ready to bolt as Ron's eyes widened as Hermione just looked fed up with the two of them as students scattered out of his way.
"It wasn't me!" Ry yelped, as he looked around for help.
"Don't even think about it, Harry." Harry snapped at his son. "Move."
Ron patted Ry's shoulder as he took Hermione's hand and they turned towards the Great Hall, leaving Ry standing there hissing after then. Ron waved his hand over his shoulder as they walked into the hall.
"Snape already gave me detentions for the week," Ry whined and glared at Severus.
"You want to make it two weeks, Potter." Severus snapped.
Ry opened his mouth but Harry grabbed his shoulder and pushed him towards the potion's classroom.
"It was Nott!" Ry defended. "He threw something into the cauldron. Hermione tried to fix it!"
"Then why didn't you just vanish it?" Harry asked mildly.
Ry stood and stared at his father in shock and Harry turned to look at him while Severus glared at the two of them.
"I could have done that?" Ry asked.
"And failed the lesson," Severus said smugly.
"And saved me having to clean up the mess," Harry counted.
Ry blushed.
"But…" Ry stuttered.
Harry smirked and opened the classroom door and looked in and just stared. He closed the door and looked over at Severus. The man smirked at him.
"So, yeah." Harry said. "I'll see you on Monday."
Harry managed two stepped before Severus grabbed his arm and Harry quickly broke his grip and stepped to the side. Ry snorted as Severus glared at him.
"Sunday night then?" Harry said with a grin.
"No," Severus replied as he drew himself up and crossed his arms.
Harry turned to Ry and the boy paled.
"I heard Severus say two weeks of detentions," Harry said softly. "One week with me."
Severus snorted and Harry looked over at the other man. Severus just leaned back against the wall behind him and looked down his nose at Harry and Ry. Harry held his bag out to Ry as he pulled his dark wand with a sigh and moved towards the door.
"You know Severus," Harry said with a wink. "It's not fair to bully a cripple."
Severus's lips twitched up in a smirk while Ry snorted. Harry glared a the both of them before slipping into Severus's classroom and quickly cast a spell to clear the air as he looked at the grass growing across the floor and the tree where one of the tables should have been with flowers scattered around the base of it.
He looked back out the door at the two outside the classroom.
"What potion were you making?" Harry asked.
"Watch out for the rabbits," Severus remarked with a smirk.
"The rabbits?" Harry asked puzzled.
"Don't worry Dad," Ry said as he moved closer to Severus. "They will find you."
Harry looked back into the room and his eyes widened.
"Really?" Harry asked the other two.
He slammed the door closed as he cast a barrier charm in front of him as the first of the rabbits lunged at him. Wondering how a potion could do this as he eyed off the mess. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and called Dracka as the next rabbit hit his barrier charm.
"I might be a little while," Harry said into the phone as the rabbits started to pile up against the barrier.
"Why?" Dracka questioned.
"I have a rabbit problem," Harry said calmly.
"A rabbit problem?" Dracka said slowly.
"I think they might have a taste for blood," Harry said mildly. "Would you like some vampire rabbits?"
Dracka hung up at him and Harry grinned.
"Dracka doesn't want vampire rabbits," Harry shouted at the two wizards outside the door.
"Just fix the bloody classroom, Sun!"
Harry laughed as he eyed off the rabbits.
"Well, little fluff balls." Harry said with a smirk. "I'm sure I can find you a home."
The rabbits just snarled at him and Harry grinned before he chuckled.
"Can't say I've seen vampire rabbits before."
xXx
Dracka moved towards the front gates of his mansion as one of his hellhounds reported that Blake had arrived at the edge of the wards. He got up from his seat and moved to the front doors and out onto the patio as he looked out at the front gates while his hellhounds milled around waiting.
Dracka frowned when he saw Blake with a silver cage in one hand as he moved with his cane in the other and his phone call with the man came back to him. The hellhounds looked over at the man and the closest one to him growled. He wasn't sure what the beasts had against Blake, he had never done anything to them, they just didn't like him.
He beasts ran towards the front gate barking and snarling and Dracka frowned when the man placed the cage on the ground and the hellhounds settled down and were looking at something. Dracka moved to the edge of the shadow his mansion cast as Blake opened the cage and something went sprinting out.
Blake pushed the front gate open and the hellhounds bolted passed the man and into the village. Dracka groaned and he was sure they wouldn't be back for a while as Blake left the cage there and limped towards him. Dracka could see the smirk on the other man's face as he came towards him.
"A present," Blake said with a grin. "Vampire rabbits."
Dracka paled as he looked after were his hellhounds had gone.
"Ry had a bit of a potion accident," Blake said as he moved closer, but stopped in the sun. "Thought your hellhounds might need the exercise."
"What about the ones that they don't catch?" Dracka drawled.
"Rabbit soup?" Blake suggested with a wink. "Since you didn't answer my question, I took that as consent."
Dracka growled as he glared at the man.
"Just remember, Dracka." Blake said as he moved closer. "I have safe passage."
"Fantastic," Dracka growled. "I have until Monday to make my displeasure known."
"Gee," Blake said with a grin as he moved closer. "Only took Severus fifteen minutes."
Dracka barked a laugh as the man came to stand next to him.
"Come on," Dracka said with a flash of his fangs. "We have reports to look through from the battle."
Blake groaned.
"Your displeasure is noted," Blake said in amusement. "Is there coffee at least?"
Suddenly one of Dracka's hellhounds bounded towards them with something in its mouth and Blake and Dracka looked over at it as it dashed passed the two and into the house.
"No," Dracka said with a glare.
Blake just barked a laugh and clapped a hand on the man's shoulder before moving into the house after the hellhound. Dracka just looked after him then grinned. Blake was just what they needed after the losses they had suffered after Simpson's attack.
xXx
Harry dropped the pile of files on his table back at the school before heading straight for the shower. It had taken a while to go through all the reports and Harry and Dracka were no closer to any answers. If anything they had more questions than they did before the battle and he was sure a trip to the French and German Ministries would be in his future.
He let the water pour over his head as he ran the files through his head as he tried to make sense of the man's move but he just didn't have enough information.
"You're back early," Severus called out. "I wasn't expecting you back until tomorrow morning."
"Dracka told me to leave," Harry called back as he rubbed shampoo into his hair. "One of his hellhounds used his two hundred year old rug as a dinner plate. For some reason I got the blame."
Severus snorted and Harry looked over as the shower stall opened and Severus stood there with a grin on his face and nothing else. Harry grinned as he took in the sight as Severus smirked at him.
"The vampire didn't like your gift of his kin in rabbit form?" Severus asked as he stepped into the shower and Harry washed the shampoo out of his hair.
Harry squeaked as the man grabbed him around by the hips and pulled him forward as his hands slipped around his ass as he captured his lips in a kiss.
"I know," Harry said once he could. "I think he would-oh god."
xXx
Cut scene.
xXx
Harry limped into his classroom ten minutes late for his lesson a few weeks later.
"Sorry everyone," Harry said coming into the classroom. "I was held up with a phone call."
Harry looked up and stilled when he noticed Charmling in the classroom as well as the other fifteen students between third and sixth years.
"Mr Charmling, how can I help you?" Harry asked, planting his cane on the ground firmly in two hands.
"Ms Granger mentioned you were working on protection circles today and I was curious," The man said with a smile at Hermione, making the girl blush and duck her head.
"So you decided to invite yourself to my class?" Harry drawled and a couple of his students moved out of Harry's line of sight with the other man.
"If you don't mind?" Charmling asked with a disarming smile.
Harry eyed him off for a couple of uncomfortable seconds before nodding.
"Very well," Harry agreed. "Ms Granger?"
Hermione started. "Yes, sir."
"Please step into the bronze circle and bring up a protection circle," Harry ordered as he closed the door behind him and moved closer keeping Charmling within his sight.
The brown-haired girl stepped into the circle and touched her wand to the floor as she cast the spell.
"Very good," Harry said and pulled his cherry wand. "Stupefy."
The spell smashed into the wall and Granger yelped but the charm held. Harry smirked at the girl and tried again. This time the charm shattered under Harry's spell.
"We are going to be working on increasing the magic in this spell," Harry said nodding at Hermione. "Thank you Ms Granger. Mr Potter step up please and cast the protection spell."
For the next two hours Harry had fun smashing through protection circles to the dismay of the students gathered. There were just not putting enough magic into the spell.
"Okay, Mr Charmling." Harry called to the man. "Your turn."
The man started and looked around at the students.
"Um," The man said put out. "Okay."
Charmling pushed his brown hair to the side and gave a smile to the room as he moved forward into the bronze circle and touched his wand to the floor.
"Praesidio," The man whispered and the charm flared to life.
Harry looked into the magic seeing that man had put a fair amount of magic into the charm.
"Well done, Mr Charmling." Harry said as a couple of students sniggered.
Harry put his cherry wand away and pulled out his dark wand. The students always got uneasy when Harry pulled the dark wand and he had yet to work out why. Charmling's grin faded at the sight of the new wand.
"As you grow older," Harry said twirling his wand around his fingers. "You become more aware of your magic and you are able to increase and decrease the amount of magic in a spell more easily. That's why when you try a spell that you learnt when you are younger its easier when you are older."
Harry flicked his wand and sent a wordless stunner at the barrier, the red light smashing against the shield. Charmling started grinning feeling surer of himself as he glanced around at the students.
"It also becomes easier to see how much magic someone has put into their spell." Harry explained and sent another stunner at the barrier. "In time you won't have to keep throwing spell after spell at a charm to break it."
Another flick and another red spell hit the barrier.
"All you will have to do is 'look' into the spell." Harry smirked at Charmling and he felt the man pour more magic into the barrier. "And put just the right amount of magic into the spell to break the charm."
"Frangere," Harry whispered calmly.
The blue spell smashed into the man's barrier shattering it, leaving Charmling standing there with his mouth gapping as he held his wand.
"That way," Harry said with a smile, putting his wand away. "You do not waste time and power. Okay that's it for tonight everyone. Please work on your protection circles. I want you to be able to cast it without touching the chalk line. Thank you."
"Good night, sir"
Harry smiled and watched the students file out as he leaned back against the bench as Charmling collected himself.
"That was impressive," Cameron said as the last student left, leaving the door open. "Why did you not apply for the Defence position?"
"Because I want to work at this school longer than one year," Harry said calmly.
Charmling laughed. "You mean the curse?"
Harry raised an eyebrow in answer.
"What was that last spell?" Cameron asked stepping closer. "I haven't heard it before?"
"Frangere?" Harry asked. "It's a common ward breaking charm. Now Severus should be here soon…"
Harry watched in interest as the man's face twisted slightly at the other man's name.
"If you are done, Blake?" Severus purred from the doorway his dark eyes resting on the two men.
Cameron's eyes flicked between the two men.
"Ah," Charmling said with a grin. "I'll just be going then. Thank you for the lesson Blake."
Harry nodded and the man moved towards Severus, who didn't move out of his way. Charmling glared at the man as Severus smirked at him before stepping to the side. Harry looked at his lover in amusement as Charmling stormed from the room.
"Are you teaching teachers now?" Severus asked as he kicked the door closed behind him and stalked closer.
"Apparently," Harry said softly, his eyes darkening as the other man moved closer.
Severus moved until he stood over Harry with his thighs on either side of one of Harry's legs as he looked down at him. Harry looked up in amusement.
"Do you need lessons as well Mr Snape?" Harry purred as he rested his hands on the taller man's hips.
Severus smirked and caught the man's lips in a hard kiss, one hand resting on the bench as the other pulled him closer. Harry smirked when he pulled back and sent a small amount of magic towards the other man. Severus shivered as the magic brushed against him.
"Stop that," Severus snapped with a grin.
Harry smirked and brushed the magic down the man's back again making Severus's eyes darken.
"How do you even do that?" Severus gasped.
Harry laughed and pulled the magic back as he pushed Severus back far enough so he could stand.
"Many years of working with wards," Harry smirked with a wink. "Come on, we'll be late for dinner and last time that happened they gave our table away."
Severus smiled down at the shorter man with soft eyes and gently kissed him one more time before giving his ass a hard smack.
"Oi!" Harry yelped. "What was that for?"
"For being a tease," Severus laughed with a smirk.
Harry grinned back as they made their way out of the classroom.
xXx
Harry stood on the front lawn of Hogwarts in loose pants, a dragon hide vest and leaning on his silver sword instead of his cane as he waited for his class to gather. A few other students floated over towards him as well, since Harry had put a flyer up about anyone interested in becoming an Auror was welcome to watch.
Severus was watching from the sidelines as well, mainly for medical support he had muttered as they had walked out. Charmling had also taken a seat on the top of the stairs leading down to where Harry stood and had quite a few students sitting around him as others moved out of the castle.
It was a clear Sunday afternoon and Harry was enjoying the sun on his back as he waited.
"Blake!"
Harry turned and took Sergeant Bob Miller in a handshake and the man pulled him in for a hug before releasing him.
"Thank you for coming," Harry said with a grin.
"No problems," Miller said with a bark of laughter. "Any time you want to spar I'm here."
Harry grinned barring his teeth as Severus walked forward.
"You don't mind sticking around to answer any questions the students might have about being an Auror?" Harry asked as Severus came up beside him and shook hands with Miller.
"Severus great to see you again," The man said with a smile. "Yes, that's fine Blake."
The man grinned wolfishly at Harry.
"As long as you make it worth it," Miller laughed.
"Ha," Harry grinned while Severus paled.
"What is it you have in mind, Blake?" Severus asked softly.
Two sets of eyes looked at him innocently and he groaned.
"Ah, right." Severus muttered. "I'll have the first aid kit ready."
Miller barked a laugh and looked over the crowd of children before stepping back and placing his bag on the ground and slipping out of his robes and shirt to reveal a dragon hide vest underneath. Harry turned to Severus as Miller got ready and raised an eyebrow. Severus smirked and slapped him on the back before moving back to his place on the sidelines.
Harry stepped up to the students and looked the crowd over. He picked out his son in the first row with Hermione and Ron on either side of him and a lot of students from his club as they whispered between each other. Draco was near the back with a few of his Slytherin friends and between the two boys were many students from different years and houses, most of which had never had a class with Harry before, which kind of surprised him. Even the Headmaster stood at the back of the class with Minerva next to him and Harry gave them a grin.
"Welcome everyone," Harry called out, as he leaned on his sword. "The man behind me is Sergeant Bob Miller of the Department of Mysteries and he is here to help me with a demonstration today."
Harry stepped back from the students to give himself a gap between them and to keep one eye on Miller. He held the sword in front of him as he balanced on both of his feet, more to his left but still balanced due to years of training.
"If you decide to join the Department or the Aurors they will give you a steel sword on entry," Harry called out.
Miller had placed his bag to the side and was standing with his own sword out.
"This is a tradition going back hundreds of years," Harry said to the students as Miller took a step forward. "Most people new to the Department or the Auror program will scoff at the swords and they will end up in cupboards…don't be as stupid as them."
Miller swung his sword at Harry's head. Students gasped as Harry ducked and wacked his sword against the man's throwing him off balance as Harry turned and planted both his feet, his right leg stiff but Harry had had many years to work with his disability as he fell back into stance. Miller grinned and brought his sword up in a two-hand stance as Harry stood calmly with his sword in one hand.
"Now," Harry called out. "Most of you are probably wondering what a sword can do against magic?"
"I think they are wondering more about how you moved out of the way so quickly, Blake." Miller said with a grin as a couple of students giggled.
Harry grinned and flicked his sword towards the man, steel rang out on silver as the two blades met and Harry was dancing to the side before bringing the sword up to block Miller over head chop. Miller pushed down on the smaller man and Harry gritted his teeth both hands on his sword hilt as his right knee touched the ground. Then he was rolling to the left as he pushed the man's sword to the right. Miller stumbled forward as Harry came to his feet. Miller grinned as he stepped back.
"Looks can be deceiving," Harry called out as he got to his feet. "Swords and knifes can be just as useful as wands."
Harry held his silver sword out towards Miller hilt first. The man took it in his right hand with a grin as he took a stance with both swords aimed at Harry. Whispers started up around the students.
"What is the difference between my sword and Millers?" Harry asked the students, keeping Miller in his sights. "Mr Potter."
"Yours is made from silver," Ry said, his eyes wide.
"Correct," Harry called. "Why is that important? Ms Granger?"
"Pure silver can cut through spell work," The girl said proudly.
"Correct."
Miller suddenly brought Harry's sword up and swung it towards him, Harry didn't move. Students gasped as it came towards him and Harry calmly flicked his wrist and suddenly he was holding the sword instead of Miller and the other man stumbled forward and quickly brought his sword up as Harry twisted around bringing his sword to bear. Steel ringing out on silver. Miller quickly moved his sword back to his right hand and pulled his wand in his left stepping back.
Harry grinned and darted in, flicking his sword towards the man's left side, he blocked and Harry twisted away.
"Stufrey."
Harry grinned as he fought; keeping his right side protected as he flicked his sword around and sliced straight into the man's spell, breaking it. He brought his sword around aiming for Miller's right side, the man blocked and Harry stepped back before darting in again, Miller brought up a shield and Harry kept going. His sword slicing through the spell, Miller stumbled and Harry scored a hit on his left side. The man grunted and stepped back.
"Oops," Harry muttered. "Sorry Bob."
Miller just grinned at him.
"The problem," Harry called out. "When using a sword to break through spells like shields, is that you can't see what's on the other side until you are through it. They may be setting you up! They could have a knife or a spell waiting for you and not all spells can be broken with silver! Always know your limitations."
Miller swung his sword and Harry brought up a shield and the sword skittered over the dome with a squeal, making a couple of students cringe.
"Why did that not work?" Harry called, panting slightly. "Mr Potter?"
"His sword isn't silver," Ry replied proudly.
"Correct," Harry called.
Suddenly Miller lunged forward and Harry yelped as a silver knife came towards him and he dropped his sword. He grabbed the man's wrist in two hands and pulled it to the side allowing himself to over balance and they were tumbling to the ground with the knife between them as Harry gained the upper hand. That was before Miller got him in the right side with his knee. Harry tumbled to the left as Miller grinned, knife against Harry's throat.
"Yield," Harry said quickly.
Miller grinned as he got to his feet and the silver knife disappeared as he held a hand out to Harry.
"Hey!" Ry yelled. "That was cheating!"
A few students laughed. Harry took Miller's hand and pulled himself up, stumbling slightly before turning to the class, rubbing a hand over his head.
"Real life," Harry said to the class as he summoned his sword to lean on it. "Is not like duelling classes. There are no rules."
Everyone went silent.
"Someone will not wait until you pick yourself up before running you through," Harry said softly. "They will not say; 'Oh well, you are having a bad day. I'll come back another time.' They will just kill you and use anything they have to do so. Okay, anyone want to take on Miller?"
Harry grinned as the students paled and clapped a hand on Miller's shoulder.
"You're out of luck, mate." Harry said with a laugh before turning back to the students. "Any questions? Mr Malfoy?"
"Why do they give you a steel sword instead of a silver one then?" The blonde asked.
"Because the Ministry is cheap," Harry replied and Miller snorted. "If you are planning on becoming a Auror, invest in at least a pure silver knife, goblin made is the best with a spell to harden the silver. Anyone else? Charmling?"
"How did you make the sword appear in your hand?" The man asked with a small grin, his blue eyes intense.
"Good question," Harry replied. "There are ways to link a weapon to yourself. It has to be pure silver to do so however. Piece of advice; never trust another person's weapon, whether it's a wand, a blade or something else. It could turn on you. Okay, Sergeant Miller is going to stick around for a little while and answer any questions he can about the Department of Mysteries and the Auror program since he was a Auror for twenty years before being demoted to the Department."
Miller bared his teeth at Harry in a grin. Harry just pushed him towards the students as they broke up and Harry limped back towards Severus who held out his cane. Harry dismissed his sword and took the cane in his hand.
"Well done," Severus muttered. "Not sure they will see you as a harmless cripple anymore."
Harry barked a laugh. "You mean they thought that to begin with?"
Severus smirked.
"Nice show, Mr Sun."
Harry turned to Albus and he leaned back on his cane, taking some of his weight off his right leg.
"Checking up on me Headmaster?" Harry asked with a wink.
"Always with you, Blake." Albus replied, blue eyes twinkling. "Saves me getting a headache from your use of dark magic if I know you are up to something."
"Ha," Harry laughed. "I'm not that bad!"
"Yes, yes you are." Severus muttered.
Harry gave his shoulder a whack.
"That's nothing compared to him on the battlefield," Miller muttered rubbing his side.
"I feel like I'm being ganged up on here," Harry said with a grin. "I can still summon my sword back."
"I'll help you Dad," Ry said as he stepped up beside his father.
Harry huffed a laugh and ruffled the boy's hair.
"You didn't get any questions?" Harry asked Miller instead.
"Told them I would come back next weekend," Miller said. "And answer any questions they might have."
"And no doubt have some forms for the seventh year students," Harry muttered.
Miller clapped a hand on Harry's shoulder before turning away while still rubbing his side and Harry smirked. He wouldn't be the only one hurting tomorrow morning.
"That was great Dad," Ry said with a grin, as the Headmaster left them with a nod.
"Should have seen me when I was younger," Harry said with a grin.
"I would have liked to have seen that." Charmling said coming up to them.
Harry turned to Charmling, leaving his hand on his son's shoulder.
"How long have you worked with the Department of Mysteries?" The man asked, ignoring Severus and Ry.
"Um," Harry replied, put out. "On and off since Ry was a baby and I came to England."
"You haven't been in England for long?" Charmling asked in surprise.
"Ah, no." Harry said, unsure where the man was going with this. "Was in Germany and France mostly before that. Only came here when Ry's parents were killed. But you would know this since you could have looked that up in my file in the Auror Department."
Severus tensed next to him as Ry stepped closer to his side. Charmling just laughed it off.
"Not everything is in your file," The man said with a smile. "Thanks for the show, Blake."
The man nodded at each of them before walking away.
"He's an odd one," Ry muttered.
"That he is," Harry agreed.
"You two are just paranoid," Severus said blandly.
"I'm a Potter," Harry and Ry said together making Severus groan.
"Oh, god."
xXx
Severus made his way back to the dungeons after dinner that night, Blake hadn't made an appearance and he was a little concerned, the man had seemed okay after his lesson earlier in the day, but Miller had gotten him a good one in the side.
He wouldn't admit it to the man but he loved seeing him fight, he had skills and a talent that you wouldn't expect from a man that needed a cane in his day to day life and sometimes Severus entertained the thought that Blake just played the injury up so that people would look down at him but Severus had seen the injury and knew it must pain the man on a daily basis. The fact he could push through that and flow so naturally with the sword in his hand amazed him.
He peeked into Blake's rooms but the man wasn't there so he moved on to his classroom next and knocked softly.
"Come in," Blake called from the other side.
Severus opened the door to find Blake sitting on the floor in the middle of the bronze circle with a silver knife to the side and the gold glass griffin in front of him. Severus silently made his way into the room, closing the door behind him and leaned against the bench at the back of the room so he could see Blake's face.
He man had his eyes closed as the Griffin moved around him bumping his knee with its head every now and again as he did something Severus couldn't see. Blake held out a hand and the Griffin jumped onto it and stretched its back. The thing was quite cute if you didn't get your fingers too close to its mouth.
Severus still wasn't sure what the thing was about but he let Blake have his projects as long at the thing didn't decide to bite him in the middle of the night he was happy. Blake froze the Griffin and placed it back on the floor before picking up the knife and ran the blade across his palm before letting a couple of drops of blood fall on the glass. It flared up gold as the blood touched it and was absorbed into the creature.
Severus winced thinking of the headache the Headmaster would get from the use of dark magic as Blake worked. The other man placed the silver knife to the side and opened his hand, the cut having healed, as the griffin stared up at him. Blake opened his pale green eyes and looked down at it for a minute before looking up at Severus.
"Yes?" The man drawled as he placed the knife and griffin away in his pocket.
"Giving the Headmaster a headache again?" Severus asked pleasantly.
Blake frowned then grinned.
"That wasn't dark magic," Blake said softly. "That was light magic."
Severus stepped forward in surprise. "I thought…"
"That all dark magic involves blood?" Blake finished for him. "Don't worry most wizards believe that as well."
"What is that griffin?" Severus asked.
"An insurance plan," Blake said with a grin and got to his feet. "Did I miss dinner?"
Severus smirked and moved closer to the man. Blake held his ground as Severus stepped over the bronze circle. Blake grinned and the bronze circle flared to life behind him, Severus could feel the magic on his back as he moved closer to him.
"Trying to trap me, Mr Sun." Severus purred and was happy to see the shiver run down the other man's back.
"Now why would I need to do that, Mr Snape?" Blake questioned.
Severus let his hands rest on the man's hips as Blake looked up at him with wide green eyes and that easy grin of him. He could feel the man's magic swirling around him and brushing against his back.
He took the man in a hard kiss pulling him closer as the man ran his hands under his shirt. He gasped as his magic ran down his spine.
"Stop that," Severus snapped.
Blake chuckled softly his eyes almost black they were dilated that much as they looked up at him.
"You like it," The man purred.
Severus pulled him closer as Blake wrapped his arms around his neck as they kissed the magic running up and down his back making him pant.
"I must admit." Blake said when he pulled back. "I do have to pour it on a bit thick for you to feel it."
"Are you saying I'm thick Mr Sun?" Severus drawled, looking down at him.
Blake grinned up at him.
"You are just young, Severus." Blake purred, making him twitch. "Should we move this to the bedroom or are you happy here?"
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Cut scene.
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Blake panted in his ear as he leaned most of his weight onto Severus as the other man held him close. Severus ran his hand up the man's sides and Blake hissed. Severus lifted the man's shirt to see the bruising on his right side.
"He got you a good one," Severus muttered.
Blake huffed a laugh.
"Was pay back," Blake said pulling back from Severus.
The other man kept his legs locked around the shorter man so he couldn't move away as he cast a cleaning charm over them. He looked down into the man's green eyes. So much like Lily Potters.
"I always thought Potter got his eyes from Lily," Severus muttered carefully.
"He did," Blake said softly, leaning into Severus and the table.
"You have the same coloured eyes," Severus said softly. "You don't have the Potter name and yet still related to James Potter?"
"That's right," Blake replied, looking away.
"Blake Sun," Severus purred.
Blake looked back at him.
"That's me," Blake said softly.
"But it hasn't always been?" Severus pushed.
"Correct," Blake replied, as Severus planted his feet on the ground.
Blake didn't move away from him as he stood between his legs, his eyes locked on his.
"How many names have you had?" Severus asked softly, resting a hand on the man's cheek.
"Ah, a few." Blake said and tried to turn away but Severus's hand stopped him. "I like Blake Sun, it means a lot to me."
"Will you tell me who you are?" Severus asked softly, a part of his mind already knowing but still needing the man to confirm it.
"Um," Blake stood rooted to the spot, his green eyes wide as they looked at Severus. "I will if you want me to, but the time isn't right yet, Severus. It will put both of us in danger and anyone else that knows."
Severus looked down at him intensely, his black eyes boring into Blake's. The man just stared back and gave him a soft smile.
"I have a feeling," Blake said slowly. "You already know who I am."
Severus flinched back.
"I am Blake Sun before any other name I may have held, Severus." Blake said softly, and placed his hands on the other man's thighs. "Regardless of the name I go by now, I am still the same man."
Severus nodded as he covered Blake's hands with his own and let the conversation drop, he was a patient man and he trusted Blake with more than just his life as he looked into the man's pale green eyes.