Author's rambling: The closed border with USA is purely for this story and no other reason and not to be taken personally :-) You may have also worked out that I have called each country's Ministry as the Ministry of Magic then the country. For one reason: to make it simpler (I am in no doubt they are each called something different). Also, the International Portkey Platforms are the same for each country. They will come into play more in the next part of this story.
Where Snape was killed in the last battle in Harry's timeline was the only big change that I made to Canon. He did not give Harry any memories as well.
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Harry dropped a slip of paper on to the book Severus was reading as he sat in one of his armchairs. The man picked it up and looked down at it before looking up at Harry with a raised eyebrow.
"What would this be?" Severus asked smoothly.
"Um," Harry replied unsure. "It's a cheque."
"Cheque?"
Harry cocked his head to the side.
"I know it took a while," Harry said slowly as he came to stand in front of the man. "But the wards around Spinner's End were a bit more of a problem than I thought they would be. Plus, Mr Boulder had a lot of trouble tracking down the owners of the apartments next door and-"
"What is this?" Severus said, cutting Harry off as he held up the piece of paper.
"Well," Harry said slowly. "We demolished the houses and I broke through the ground wards of Spinner's end, which took a while I might add. Then my real estate agent said you would get a better price if we developed the land and sold it off in units which meant more ground wards had to be broken through-"
"This, Sun." Severus growled holding up the piece of paper. "What is it?"
Harry stood still looking at Severus as the man held the paper up.
"Your cut," Harry said simply and rubbing his head. "We sold it to muggles so it's in Pounds but the goblins can convert it for you. I'll make sure they give you a good conversion rate."
Severus looked down at the piece of paper with knew eyes.
"Should make your vault look a little more full," Harry said with a smirk. "Sorry it took so long."
Severus looked up at him in shock.
"You got this much money for that run-down piece of shit?" Severus said in shock.
"Ah, well." Harry said and pulled a brochure from his back pocket and held it out to the seated man. "It didn't look like that when I sold it."
Severus looked down at the brochure in his hands in disbelief, as it showed him pictures of top end apartments in a fancy looking apartment block.
"So yeah." Harry said, as Severus looked it over. "Here is the key to one of the apartments I kept for you, you can sell it or rent it out or whatever. It's a two-bedroom apartment on the top floor."
Severus carefully placed his book and the brochure to the side of the chair and stood. He took the key in his hand and slipped it into his pocket as he looked down at the man in front of him. Harry ran a hand over his head again and gave him a crooked smile.
"So, yeah-" Harry went to say but it ended in a squeak as Severus grabbed him around the waist.
Severus looked down at him for a second before lifting him up and tumbled them back onto the lounge as Harry gave a laugh. Severus grinned and took the man into a deep kiss.
"You are one of a kind, you know that?" Severus purred in his ear.
"Of course!" Harry laughed. "World couldn't deal with two of me!"
Severus's laughter filled the room at the irony of the other man's words. He quickly slipped out of his robes as his eyes darkened as he looked at the other man and Harry grinned and reached forward to run his hands through Severus's hair and the other man paused.
Harry pushed the man's hair back as he looked into his eyes and pulled the hair band loose at the back. While Severus ran his hands under the man's shirt and Harry moved forward slightly as Severus pulled it over his head.
Harry laid back on the lounge and took in the image of his lover as Severus slipped out of his shirt revealing pale skin. Severus looked up and shifted slightly as Harry looked at him.
"What?" Severus purred and Harry shivered as his voice rolled over him.
Harry moved forward and grabbed the man, pulling him closer as he kissed him deeply, his hands running down his soft skin until he grabbed his waist and slipped his hands under his belt.
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Missing scene due to rating.
xXx
Harry sat at the back of one of Ry's DA classes as the students cast spells back and forth between each other. He had gotten a few looks when the students had arrived but he had said nothing as Ry ran the class while he'd tapped his wand against his leg from the safety of his chair and a slight protection charm around him.
The students were a lot better than he was expecting and Ry was a good teacher as he moved through and worked with each student. He would call a stop every now and again as he showed the students something before getting them going again. He watched his son as he worked with a third year girl, fondly as he ran through how to do a spell with the girl.
More than a few of the students working around the room were from his own classes so he was aware of their talent as they shouted out encouragement or good-natured insults at each other.
"Okay everyone," Ry called out and everyone stopped to look over at him. "We'll call it a night and meet again next week."
Everyone broke up and moved out of the room as Harry dropped his protection charm as he leaned back against the wall behind him. Ry turned to him and gave him a grin before moving over.
"What are you doing here?" Ry asked.
"I'm just taking an interest in my son's interests," Harry replied with a wink.
"Did Snape kick you out?" Ry asked as he conjured his own seat and sat down before his father.
"Now why would you think that?" Harry asked with a smirk.
"It's Snape," Ry replied with a grin of his own. "…And it's you."
"I was curious," Harry replied.
"They want to fight," Ry said softly.
"They are children, Ry." Harry said just as softly.
"And when the school is attacked?" Ry countered.
"We will have the Ministry, Aurors, the Department, the Order and the Council fighting," Harry said shortly. "All current students of this school will be held back by the wards and will be evacuated if the wards on the castle are breached."
"What about me?"
Harry looked at his son and sighed, Ry reached out a hand and laid it on his father's knee.
"Will not be keyed to the wards," Harry said softly as he covered his son's hand. "Now, is there anything you want me to teach you?"
"How to defeat Voldemort," Ry said with a stubborn tilt to his chin.
"Ha!" Harry barked a laugh as he looked his son. "Harry, I have looked after and taught you since you were a baby and you don't think I haven't been teaching you how to defeat him?"
Ry snatched his hand back as he looked at his father with wide eyes.
"You are more advanced in magic than anyone at this school, Ry." Harry said softly. "You have more duelling ability than some Aurors but you are still young."
"But…" Ry stuttered.
"I did not want to turn you into a warrior, Ry. I wanted you to live your life as much as you could, the same way I wanted to live mine." Harry said softly and leaned forward in his chair. "Do not forget you have support. You have Albus Dumbledore and so many others to back you up. Fighting ability is just one aspect of going up against a Dark Lord. It is what you do off the battle field that can determine whether you win or lose when the fighting starts."
Ry looked at his father and Harry gave him a smile.
"What about when you were young?" Ry asked, throwing Harry. "What special training did you have?"
"Me?" Harry questioned, with a glint in his eyes. "I had no training beyond what the teachers of this school taught me and what Hermione drilled into us."
"What?" Ry questioned in shock and Harry could see the doubt in his son's eyes. "Nothing?"
Harry sat back in his chair and smirked.
"Nothing," Harry agreed. "Except my friends."
"Dumbledore?"
"No."
"Snape?"
"Tried and failed. I could have done better but there was too much bad blood between us."
Ry just looked at his father and Harry looked back mildly, letting the boy think it all through.
"Light and dark magic," Ry blurted out.
"Had no idea how to access it," Harry said softly. "Or even knew I had it."
"No," Ry said and smiled at his father. "Can you teach me how to pull on it?"
Harry rubbed a hand over his head.
"I can try," Harry replied. "But, you might be too young to work with it. It's not the same as working with wizard magic. It is potent and hard to control if you don't know what you are doing."
Harry took out his notebook and flicked it open then pulled out another notebook that had his students' timetables in it and flicked it open to Ry's timetable.
"How about Tuesday after lunch?" Harry asked and looked up at his son.
"We can't do it now?" Ry asked with a frown.
"We have to work outside the wards of Hogwarts," Harry said with amusement. "Albus yells at me enough when I use dark magic. I'm not getting blamed if you pull on dark magic."
Ry laughed and Harry gave his son a lopsided grin.
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Severus frowned as he looked around his seventh-year potion's class and the missing spot where Potter should have been. He looked down at his watch then the door, the boy was late, which was unlike him.
"Granger," Severus purred and the girl jumped slightly in her chair and looked at him with large eyes.
"Yes, sir?" Granger asked as she glanced over at the open door.
"Where is Potter?" Severus hissed.
"Um," Granger stuttered. "He had a lesson with Mr Sun, sir."
Severus's lips twisted up in a sneer as a couple of Slytherins snickered. Severus pulled his phone from his pocket and called Blake's number.
"Yeah?" Blake answered.
"Where is Potter?"
"In the hospital wing," Blake answered. "Sorry, forgot to call you."
Severus felt a coldness settle in his stomach and he turned his back on the class.
"Where are you?" Severus asked quietly.
"In my room," Blake answered. "I'm sure you can torture Ry tomorrow."
"What did you do?"
Severus heard the man sigh across the phone and he frowned.
"Finish your class Severus," Blake said softly. "Wake me after."
Blake hung up the phone and Severus cursed silently as he turned back to his class and flicked his wand at the door and it slammed shut loudly startling some of the students. He flicked his wand again and instruction for the potion they were working on appeared on the board.
"Follow the instructions," Severus drawled and the class scrambled.
The students were happy to pile out of the classroom and hour and a half later and Severus was glad to see the last of them. He stalked out of his classroom and down to Blake's rooms, any students in the hallway scattering before him as he pulled Blake's door open and slammed it shut behind him.
He moved to the bedroom door and pulled it open sharply then pulled up short. Blake was sprawled out across the bed still asleep. Severus frowned, the man was normally a light sleeper, so him slamming the door, should have woken him.
He moved to the bed and looked down at the man under the covers, he was still dressed which surprised Severus as he looked down at the man. He left Blake there and headed out of the man's room and up to the hospital wing instead.
"Severus," Poppy greeted with a smile. "How are you?"
"I'm well," Severus replied with a slight smile. "Is Potter still here?"
"Oh, yes." Poppy said. "Blake brought him in, I have him in one of the private rooms. Just go on through, you can tell him he can leave now."
Severus moved through to the back rooms and he opened the first door to see Potter in one of the beds with a book in his hands. He looked up, then paled when he saw Severus. The potion master moved into the room and closed the door behind him. Pulling himself up to his full height as he pulled his robes around himself as he crossed his arms over his chest and looked down at the boy.
"Um," Ry said and gave the man a small grin. "I didn't mean to."
"Didn't mean to what, Potter?" Severus drawled.
"Ah," Ry stuttered and looked away from the man. "Well, Dad was trying to show me how to draw on light magic and it didn't work out as well as we were expecting."
Severus felt the coldness come back to his stomach at the boy's words.
"And how did it work out?" Severus hissed.
"With Dad hitting the protection charm he had placed and knocking me out," Ry said with an innocent look on his face.
Severus cursed and Ry pulled back in the bed.
"Um," Ry muttered. "People know I'm here."
Severus glared over at the boy, half in amusement and half in frustration.
"So," Severus drawled. "Will this lesson be repeated?"
Ry snorted.
"Dad didn't look happy," Ry said softly. "So, maybe."
Severus gave the boy a slight smile.
"Did you see Dad?" Ry asked.
"He was sprawled out on his bed, dead to the world." Severus replied.
"Is that why you are here?" Ry asked as he looked the other man over.
"In part," Severus said and uncrossed his arms and moved towards the boy. "I want you to meet me in my office on Saturday after dinner."
"Why?" Ry asked.
"Because I am asking you," Severus drawled.
"Um, okay." Ry stuttered. "It's not a detention is it?"
"No," Severus replied with a smirk. "Madam Pomfrey said you can leave as well."
"Great," Ry said with a grin.
Severus watched in amusement as the boy quickly scrambled from the bed and grabbed his book. The boy stood in front of him.
"You might want to see your father tomorrow morning," Severus said softly. "Preferably after he's had coffee."
"Not tonight?" Ry asked in concern. "He is okay?"
"It's your father," Severus pointed out. "Would he tell us if he weren't?"
"Ha!" Ry barked. "Probably not, night Professor."
"Good night, Potter." Severus replied.
The boy gave him a nod before dashing out of the room leaving Severus looking after him as Poppy yelled at the boy as he ran passed and Severus's smirk widened into a grin.
xXx
Harry woke to a splitting headache and groaned softly as he curled up and cupped his head to try and ease the pain. He could feel Severus's back against his and he frowned. He glanced over at the clock to see it was one in the morning as his head pounded. He crawled from the bed and onto the floor before sitting back on his heels, the bed at his back.
"What are you doing?" Severus purred as he rolled onto his other side to look at him.
"Head," Harry said softly as he held his head.
Severus cursed as he pulled himself from the bed and pulled some pants on.
"I'll get a pain potion," Severus said shortly and moved out of the room.
Harry massaged his temples as he tried to ease off the tension in his head as he silently cursed Ry, not that it was the boy's fault. Harry just hadn't been quick enough to grab the backlash of power.
"Here," Severus whispered.
Harry grabbed the potion and knocked it back as he sat back against the bed.
"I spoke with Ry," Severus said as he knelt in front of him in just his pants as he looked him over.
"How did that go?" Harry asked in amusement. "At least with him in the hospital wing, he wouldn't have to go far if you cursed him."
Severus gave him a smirk, but his dark eyes were filled with concern as he looked at him. Harry could feel the potion working as he eased back against the side of the bed, relaxing as the pain eased off.
"He said you were trying to teach him to draw on light magic?" Severus asked and took a seat next to Harry with his shoulder against his as he leaned back against the bed and placed a hand on Harry's naked thigh.
"Yeah," Harry replied. "Didn't go to plan."
"With the whole hitting the protection charm," Severus said mildly.
"Yes," Harry replied, already feeling his eyes closing as the potion worked.
"Why were you teaching him that?"
"He wanted to learn. I don't think he is old enough. His magic hasn't settled enough yet."
Severus ran his hand up and down his thigh and Harry opened his eyes slightly to look at the man, but Harry could tell the man was thinking with a faraway look in his eyes.
"You would have better luck," Harry said softly.
Severus started and looked over at him.
"You must be tripping on that potion," Severus sneered. "I don't have light magic."
Harry gave him a grin and patted his leg before pulling himself up and crawling under the covers on the bed before he could fell asleep on the floor.
"Coming up here?" Harry asked and Severus gave him a grin before joining him.
Harry settled in as Severus curled along his back and tangled his legs with his as he wrapped an arm around his middle and he was asleep quickly.
xXx
Ry made his way down to Snape's office unsure about what the man wanted as he knocked on his door nervously. He'd made sure he had seen his father and apologised for what happened but his father had just laughed it off and said they would try again when he was older.
"Come in."
Ry opened the door to find both Snape and Dracka waiting for him.
"Come here, Potter." Snape said and waved him to the chair in front of his desk next to the vampire.
Ry shut the door and felt a silencing charm go up behind him, which just increased his nervousness. He took the seat in front of his Professors.
"Okay Mr Potter." Snape said softly. "Dracka is here to look at this horcrux of yours. We have picked tonight since your father is at the German Ministry."
"You want to keep this a secret from Dad?" Ry asked unsure.
"Yes," Dracka said with a dark smile. "Now young Potter look at me."
Ry looked over at the vampire and flinched back at the man's red eyes but he didn't look away.
"I can see the dark magic," Dracka said. "But it's just tied up in the scar. There's no dark magic at his core."
Both Severus and Ry frowned and a look passed between them.
"Are you sure?" Severus asked sitting forward in his seat.
"Yes," Dracka said frowning looking between them. "Only pure light magic at his core."
"How can that be possible, Snape?" Ry asked of his Professor. "Dad…"
Dracka looked between the two of them with a frown.
"Am I missing something?" Dracka asked slowly.
"Um," Ry said then looked away blushing.
"Severus?" Dracka asked the other man.
Severus sighed and ran a hand through his hair, reminding Ry of his father.
"Blake Sun and Harry Potter are the same person," Severus said slowly.
Dracka laughed but then realised that the other two weren't laughing as well.
"That's impossible!" Dracka said, looking between them. "Blake has as much dark magic at his core as light! Mr Potter is different! Their scents are different. How can they be the same person?"
"That's what we don't understand," Severus said softly. "Blake Sun is Harry Potter from the future."
"Could the deathly hallows change a person's core?" Ry asked softly.
"Not that much," Dracka said slowly. "It would take hundreds of years…Holy fuck."
Severus smirked. "Welcome to the club."
"Blake is…" Dracka trailed off.
"Me." Ry finished.
"But you look different…"
"Blake changed time," Severus explained. "He said that the minute that he stepped into this time that his presence alone changed the timeline."
"The theory is there." Dracka agreed, his eyes wide. "But the dark magic he holds, it is his magic and not just the hallows. It is entwined as much at his core as his light power. You have just light power, Mr Potter. The deathly hallows still couldn't have changed him that much."
"We are that different?" Ry asked softly.
"Yes!" Dracka said. "Your scents are similar but different, I thought it was just the Potter blood. Family members have similar scents…It must have been more than just the hallows that changed him. Your core Mr Potter, looks completely different to Blake's core."
Severus sighed.
"We can only guess what has changed him," Severus replied. "I doubt Blake would tell us."
"Or he would," Ry said with a smirk. "And we could be there for a month."
Severus's lips twitched and Ry gave the man a smirk before the room fell into silence as Dracka just looked between the two.
"Dad said he had to die to break the horcrux," Ry said softly after a couple of minutes of silence.
Dracka nodded his head.
"Then the hallows brought him back," Severus said softly.
Dracka sat back in his seat thinking. "The dying thing would work to break the horcrux. That's why items and not living things are used to contain a horcrux."
"I don't want to die!" Ry yelped, jumping to his feet.
"You are not going to die, Ry." Snape said softly and glared over at Dracka.
"But he said!"
"If Blake was able to break the horcrux," Dracka said softly. "You can too Mr Potter."
"Without killing him?" Severus questioned, his eyes intense.
"We would have to train your mind," Dracka said looking at the pale student. "You would have to work on isolating the dark part that is the horcrux."
"And that would save me?" Ry asked, taking a seat again.
"The killing curse would still have to hit you," Dracka said. "And the Dark Lord would have to cast it."
"A link once formed, can be broken." Severus said softly, quoting Blake.
"Yes," Dracka agreed.
"But how do I come back?" Ry asked.
Severus and Dracka shared a look.
"They are the same person…" Severus trailed off.
"But the dark magic?" Dracka said frowning. "You know he pulls on that magic first and doesn't touch his light power, it could block him."
"Is there a way to take that away from him?" Severus asked.
Dracka smiled widely his fangs showing. "I can think of a way."
Severus paled.
"I don't understand?" Ry said breaking the silence.
The two men turned to the boy and he pulled back in his seat at the look in the men's eyes.
"First you need to work on isolating that dark curse, young Potter." Dracka said with a smirk. "Let us work on the other part of the puzzle."
Severus got up and moved around the table and knelt in front of Ry, making the boy even more nervous.
"Work on this and we will work on pulling you back." Snape said softly and laid his hand on the boy's shoulder. "Okay?"
Ry nodded his head unable to speak as Snape smiled at him and patted his shoulder.
"Okay, we'll start tonight." Severus said standing. "You can't tell your father about this, understand?"
Ry nodded and Snape smiled again making Ry shiver.
xXx
Harry could almost weep when he saw the castle as he appeared before the gates of Hogwarts. After spending two days in meetings with the German Ministry about werewolf rights he was beyond happy to get home. At least he'd had Remus with him, but that also meant he'd had to work as translator for most of the meeting.
Harry limped down the hallways, the castle dark and quiet around him, making it feel spooky without students running around. He quickened his steps and made it to his door quickly. He opened the door quietly to see Severus sitting on his lounge with a book in his hands but with a faraway look in his eyes as he stared off into space.
"Hey," Harry said softly, startling the man. "Off with the fairies there?"
"Off with the…muggle expression?" Severus asked as Harry moved through to the kitchen and flicked the kettle on, for tea before he headed to bed.
"Yeah," Harry said, around the door. "Deep thoughts."
"Yes," Severus agreed. "I was thinking through a problem."
"Anything I can help you with?" Harry asked as he limped back into the room with two mugs of tea.
"Ah," Severus said. "No, it's nothing. I'll work it out."
"I'm sure you will," Harry said with a smirk. "You're a smart cookie."
"Oh, shut it you." Severus snapped back.
Harry just grinned.
"How did the meetings go?" Severus asked, placing his book to the side.
"Not bad," Harry replied. "Remus makes very good arguments, he should have been a lawyer. Glad to be home again."
Severus looked him over with dark eyes and Harry frowned.
"What?" Harry asked.
Severus got up and moved over to the seated man and reached out a hand.
"What?" Harry repeated.
Severus smiled down and just held out his hand. Harry put his tea to the side and took the man's hand. Severus pulled him to his feet and wrapped his arms around him. Harry's frown deepened as he held the man. Severus buried his face in his neck his arms tight around him.
"Severus?" Harry asked softly. "What's wrong?"
"Sh," The man whispered in his ear and kissed his neck.
Harry pushed Severus back and looked up at him, his eyes locking with the other man's. He could feel the man's shields in place around his mind as much as he knew Severus could feel his own. Severus grabbed Harry's hands and stepped them back towards the bedroom. Harry moved back with him unsure but trusting his lover.
Once they were in the bedroom Severus lent down and kissed him gently, running his hand under Harry's shirt and pulling him closer. Harry kissed his neck, resting his hands on Severus's slim waist.
Severus backed them up towards the bed, slipping Harry's shirt off as he shrugged out of his robes. Harry let him, feeling a little put out but following the man's lead. He could feel Severus's need this, for whatever that reason was. He reached forward and grabbed Severus's belt pulling the man forward as he fell back on the bed.
Severus braced his hands on either side of Harry's body as he grinned down at the smaller man.
xXx
Missing scene due to rating.
xXx
Severus and Harry panted together as Harry unhooked his legs and let them rest against Severus's sides. Harry flicked his wrist cleaning them up as Severus rolled to the side and curled up next to him with his head resting on Harry's chest. Harry ran a hand up and down the man's back loving the feeling of the man's soft skin under his hand.
"Tell me what happened when you destroyed the horcrux in you?" Severus questioned softly.
Harry frowned and wished he could look into Severus's face, this was not the question he was expecting.
"Um," Harry started, gathering his thoughts. "The Dark Lord cast the killing curse and I went to the place in between."
"Place in between?" Severus asked looking up at him, his dark eyes intense.
"Best label I can give it," Harry said, his eyes faraway as he thought back. "It's a place in between somewhere and somewhere else. The Headmaster was there. He'd died at the tower…we spoke. I don't remember what we spoke of…"
Harry trailed off as he cast his mind back to a time so long ago, his hand running up and down Severus's back without thought.
"How did you come back?" Severus said softly.
"Um," Harry said trying to think. "The part of the Dark Lord's soul was there, the Headmaster said leave it. Then I was back in my body. Hagrid was carrying me towards the Dark Lord. They thought I was dead, I wasn't sure myself."
A shiver went through Severus's body at his words.
"Do you think the information will help Ry?" Harry asked softly. "Do you have something in mind?"
"I may," Severus said softly.
"I held the hallows," Harry said. "I didn't know it then and it was many years later until I noticed."
"You didn't notice at the time?" Severus asked in surprise.
"I was a bit thick when I was young," Harry said with a grin.
"You said you had children?" Severus questioned, throwing Harry again.
"Yes," Harry agreed thinking back on his children. "Two boys and one girl. Named one after Albus and yourself. Albus Severus Potter."
"Me?" Severus asked in surprise.
"Yeah," Harry said, leaning further back in the bed as the memories rolled over him. "You went back to spying for Dumbledore and sacrificed everything. The true extent of what you did didn't come out until long after you were dead."
Severus sat up and turned Harry's head towards him before kissing him.
"I'm not going anywhere," Severus whispered.
Harry grinned up at him.
"You are a different man, Severus." Harry said softly. "The Snape I knew was cruel and bitter. He would lash out without thought of the people around him. In going back to the Dark Lord, he became darker and he could see no way out. I'm sure he wouldn't have lived long after the war even if he'd survived the final battle. He was prepared to die to see the Dark Lord fall."
"Did he see that?" Severus asked. He felt like he was talking about someone else and he supposed, he was.
"No," Harry whispered. "No, he didn't."
They fell into silence for a few minutes.
"I came across his body," Harry whispered into the silence. "I was seventeen and had lost count of the dead I had walked past before I even got to the greenhouses. Some memories just stick with you, that one did."
Severus shivered and paled at the words.
"Were you there when the Headmaster died?" Severus questioned.
"Yes," Harry said softly. "He was dead before the body hit the ground."
Severus froze, feeling cold. This man had seen so much at such a young age. Then it dawned on Severus what the man had done to save Potter from the same fate. Harry smiled sadly up at Severus.
"From the moment my parents were murdered my life was dark," Harry said softly. "It was no wonder that the hallows found me."
Severus ran a hand down Harry's side pulling him back to the now.
"You're a good man," Severus whispered.
Harry gave him a smile, but it didn't reach his eyes as Severus took him in a soft kiss before curling up against him. Harry turned onto his side and Severus tangled his legs with the other man's and flung an arm over his middle. Harry sighed and moved back until there was no space between them. Severus pulled him tighter and kissed his neck.
Harry lay awake well after Severus had fallen asleep as memories came back to him of a time that felt like a dream.
xXx
Harry frowned and added another note to the notebook in front of him as he read through the words on the page. He tapped his pen on the page a couple of times before flipping back in the book as his door opened and closed behind him. He flicked back through a few of pages as he could feel Dracka's presence close by.
"Harry Potter," Dracka hissed in his ear making him jump.
"For fuck sake!" Harry yelped as he turned on the man.
Dracka stood back and leered at him and Harry felt tempted to wipe that look off the man's face as he glared at the vampire.
"What is wrong with you?!" Harry snapped instead as he picked up his book from the ground.
"You are Harry Potter," Dracka stated with a smirk.
Harry's hand froze as he looked over at the man as he smirked at him.
"Are you confusing me with my son again?" Harry replied. "We are different people you know. The age gap and the cane give it away. I don't think he ever recovered from that time you jumped out at him, thinking it was me, when he snuck out after hours."
Dracka leered and stepped forward until he was touching his leg against Harry's and Harry had to tilt his head back to look up at him as he leaned back in his seat.
"Ha!" Dracka barked. "I am not confusing you two this time."
"Then what is this about?" Harry snapped.
Dracka leaned forward to rest his hands on the table behind the man his face inches away from his.
"You are Harry Potter," Dracka whispered.
Harry looked into Dracka's dark eyes and his lips twisted up.
"Among other names, yes." Harry replied and gave him a wink. "Who spilled first?"
Dracka just grinned in answer showing fangs and not moving. Harry just looked back calmly.
"Which is something that can't go passed us," Harry said softly.
Dracka leaned to the side slightly, exposing his neck briefly, before pulling back and looking down at the seated man.
"One more puzzle piece in the life of Blake Sun?" Dracka questioned with a laugh.
Harry snorted.
"I can still kick your ass, vampire." Harry said with a grin. "No matter what my name may be."
"Ha!" Dracka barked and stepped back. "I'll like to see that."
Harry gave him a slow smile and leaned back on the table behind him with a glint in his eyes that had Dracka slightly on edge.
"One day, vampire." Harry muttered. "One day."
xXx
"Focus, Potter." Severus muttered as the boy closed his eyes. "Think on the link you have with the Dark Lord and the dark power and think of a gold cage around it."
Dracka watched the two as they worked. He was here to see the dark magic to make sure that what the boy was doing was right. So far, they were progressing quickly but they'd had to make sure that Blake didn't find out, so they'd had to wait for him to leave the castle before they could work.
Severus felt guilty as anything but knew that both Blake and Potter's lives depended on this. His lover had already shown he was willing to throw himself in front of the killing curse for his son and they couldn't afford that in the final battle. For the horcrux to be broken the killing curse had to hit Ry and they knew that Blake wouldn't be able to hold himself back and they couldn't afford for Blake to be taken out of the fighting.
"Okay, Ry." Severus said softly. "That will do for tonight. You are doing very well."
Potter grinned up at him with bright green eyes and at that moment he reminded Severus of Blake, which made him shiver.
"Off you go," Severus said and waved his hand. "Keep practising."
"Okay, thanks Professors." Potter said as he grabbed his bag and left the room.
"He's ready," Dracka said once the boy was gone.
"Yes," Severus agreed. "He should be able to push the horcrux in front of the killing curse as long as he has warning to prepare himself. We'll keep training with him, to get it perfect. We can't afford for this not to work."
"Where did Blake go this time anyway?" Dracka asked, sitting back in his seat.
"The States," Severus replied. "He is still trying to find out why Simpson was exiled."
"It's hard to get information out of the states," Dracka agreed. "They closed their borders after they got independence and even now, it's hard to get anything out of them. When is he due back?"
"Saturday," Severus replied. "Potter will be back tomorrow night for another lesson."
"Good," Dracka agreed. "One of my spies has reported that Simpson has resurfaced in Germany."
"Have you called Blake?" Severus asked.
"No, I want to talk to him in person and see what move he wants to make."
"How old are you Dracka?"
"What?" Dracka questioned, looking taken a back.
"I know you are an elder vampire," Severus said slowly. "But you look to Blake for battle tactics and direction."
Dracka grinned.
"Just over a hundred," The vampire answered. "I'm young to be running a Coven and the reason I defer to Blake, is the fact he is a Master."
"Master?" Severus asked, sitting back in his seat.
"He is what you wizards would call a Dark Wizard," Dracka stated to say
Severus opened his mouth to refuse that when Dracka held his hand up.
"No, hear me out." Dracka said. "He holds very powerful dark magic, almost to the level of a Dark Lord and has the age and experience behind it. He knows how to use that dark power more than anyone I've seen however he is also what you would call a Light Wizard."
"How is it that he can be both?" Severus asked, it was a question that had been bothering him for a while.
"That is the question, Severus." Dracka said. "That's why he leans more one way than the other."
"The dark power?"
"Yes," Dracka agreed. "He has had the years to understand the magic he holds so that he isn't consumed by it. It is rare to find someone with both dark and light magic. I have never seen someone with the levels that Blake has and it isn't until he starts throwing that magic around, that you understand how much he has at his disposal. Not to mention the skills, he has worked with that magic for hundreds of years, Severus."
Severus nodded, they were only just now realising how much knowledge Blake held. The skill he showed, was unlike any he had seen before. For a man that didn't feel like a wizard, most of the time, and just how easily he was dismissed by other wizards. He also remembered the light magic that Blake had used at the Ministry of Magic, magic that both the Headmaster and himself had been surprised by.
"He is also battle worn," Dracka continued. "At some point in his life he has controlled armies and drawn up battle plans. He has the skills of a Commander and I've seen the way he runs those plans through his mind, looking at them from every direction. Only someone with experience can do that, lots of experience. Those are skills, you can't just read about, they are learned on the battle field."
Severus's eyes widened as the words sunk in.
"I'm guessing you haven't had sex yet?" Dracka asked with a smirk, changing the subject and throwing the other man with the question.
Severus sat up straight in his seat.
"What!" He squeaked.
Dracka smirk widened.
"How?" Severus whispered.
"You haven't asked him?" Dracka sneered and sat forward in his seat, his eyes glinting in amusement.
"I thought it might have something to do with the torture he suffered," Severus said softly.
"It may," Dracka agreed. "But it probably has more to do with the power he holds."
"I don't understand," Severus admitted and hated that he had to say those words.
"You have had sex with another person with a magical core?" Dracka drawled with a smirk.
"Of course," Severus drawled back with a sneer and a glare.
"How did your magic behave?" Dracka asked
Severus flopped back in his seat, it had never crossed his mind and by the look on Dracka's face he was enjoying this, way too much. For two people with magical cores to be that intimate their magic would also mingle briefly. For most witches and wizards, it wasn't too much of a problem, however for Blake…
"He's been protecting me?" Severus whispered.
Dracka laughed but it wasn't in a mocking way.
"Give him time and it won't be a problem," Dracka said softly before standing. "I'll see you tomorrow night for Potter's lesson?"
"Yes," Severus said distracted. "Good night."
"Good night, Severus."