Reviews!
Earendil'sgirl: Wow. You certainly have a lot to say Þ I have to say, Silvanis would fit in both Raven and Slyth. Ravens would be good for him coz its quiet, and he needs the knowledge of what's happening. He doesn't like to be left out, to not know what's going on.
Slyths would also be good because he has the ambition to figure out what happened to him, and make the best of his situation. Cunning and being sly are also his attributes, because he has learned to be silent and to move sneakily.
So… I'm still wondering about that, but I reckon that I should put him with the quiet Hufflepuffs just because it's out of the ordinary. Lol.
Nah, the slash is definitely going through (sorry to those who don't like it) and I think Silvanis is going to stay in his dad's rooms.
BalrogMan65: I know, I would even touch that with a ten-foot barge pole unless it was to beat it with it. Lol. Don't worry. It was a bad joke… very bad. Wait for the (good) slashyness!
Princess-Fictoria: I know that Ron knew he was kept in the barred room, but anyone can turn their backs. If something goes against what a person believes, they will try their best to forget it, or justify it to conform to what they believe. That's what Ron has done. He's justified it to himself, saying that his Dursley relatives did it to stop an "emotionally unbalanced" Harry from getting out. Also, just because they did the DoM, doesn't mean that it formed anything. A person that stood by my side for most of my life just turned her back because I made a mistake. Also, the curse scar thing will be explained a little later on.
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He was holding his head, tossing it from side to side. His eyes were closed tight, but Draco and Severus could see tears forcing their way out.
They looked at each other for a split second before rushing to Silvanis' side. "Hold his feet, stop him from moving about so much. He might hurt himself!" Severus ordered Draco.
After watching Draco grab his son's ankles and hold them tight to the floor, Severus got out his wand and Banished all the furniture near them.
That aside, he leaned back over Silvanis and held his arms down, just above the elbow so that he wouldn't fling them about and hurt himself or anyone. One of Silvanis' wings flew up and almost caught Severus by his eye, but he managed to move back in time.
He kneeled on the wing closest to him, silently apologising for any hurt he might do. The other wing was still flailing about, so he snapped at Draco to hold it down.
He flinched to hear his son scream again, an animalistic sound that reminded him of nights spent at the Dark Lord's side.
They held him down until his frantic movements calmed and he was breathing easier. Severus nodded to Draco and they slowly let go of his arms and legs. Silvanis immediate curled up in a foetal position, wrapping his wings around him and whimpering quietly.
After what seemed like an age, Silvanis opened his eyes slightly and unrolled. Both Severus and Draco could see the tear tracks on his face, two silent trails of fear and sadness. Severus sighed and helped his son sit up.
Draco joined the two, sitting next to the still sniffling boy. They sat there silently for a while, before Silvanis' soft husky voice spoke up.
"It was horrible. As soon as you started talking I could feel it. The fear. The hurt. It chilled my bones and froze my heart. It wasn't too bad at the start, but then images started coming to me. There was a large man with no neck coming at me. I knew I couldn't escape. I couldn't see any of you any more, and my mind was just filled with despair, hurt, anger and sadness. I don't know what happened, but I don't ever want to experience that again."
There were still tears running down Silvanis' face.
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Severus just sat there, half-listening to his son, mind racing with thoughts.
He could feel it? Does he even know what that means? He's an empath. Maybe Feeling Draco triggered those memories. He was perfectly fine before that.
Wait… the large man with no neck? I've heard of someone like that before… Hagrid! The buffoon half-giant was talking about someone like that. Desslie… Darzelly… Dursley! Harry's uncle… he must be the one that did this to him! If he remembers just a little thing like that, and it scares him to the point of a panic-attack, then who knows what any more memories will trigger?
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They waited there till Silvanis calmed down again. Eventually his breathing returned to normal, and his face wasn't so pale.
He was still sniffling every so often, but basically he was okay.
"Sorry about that. I didn't mean to be any trouble." He said softly.
"You're no trouble at all, to anyone, Silvanis." Severus replied.
Draco got up from his place beside Silvanis, and wandered over to the wizard clock in the corner. "Sev, did you just have a class?" he asked.
"No," Severus replied, "My next class is tomorrow."
"That's good," Draco said quietly, with a brief look towards Silvanis. "Because it's after dinnertime."
"Shit." Severus stated. He then stalked over to the fire that was burning in the hearth, grabbed a handful of Floo powder, and threw it into the grate with a quiet order. "Hogwart's kitchen!"
Instantly a House-elf appeared. "What can Dara do for you, sirs?"
Severus just sneered at the hapless elf and ordered two lunches and a light meal suitable for a person who hadn't eaten in a while.
As the elves prepared their meals, Draco and Severus helped Silvanis to the sofa.
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They were only waiting for about a minute before the dishes appeared on a tray on the small table in front of them.
Draco and Severus ate hungrily, feeling starved by missing lunch. Silvanis just picked at his food, pushing it round and round his plate.
"May I be excused, sir?" He asked.
Severus nodded in assent. "You may. Stay out of trouble."
Silvanis just nodded and headed into his room. He curled up on the windowsill, looking at the dark water but not seeing it.
What's happening to me? Why am I changing? I don't even know what I'm changing from, or into. Why can't I just be? I don't deserve any of this. I'm just a freak. Even in this world.
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The night wore on, and Silvanis still sat there, staring out the window. He wasn't even thinking anymore. He was just drifting. In his mind it was all white. A soft white glow that relaxed and reassured him.
Stay safe my little Harry
The words whirled around in his head. Who is this Harry person? And why do I have the feeling that he's somehow connected to me?
Silvanis' trail of thoughts were halted as a ray of light cut through the Lake outside his window and lit up his room, causing his eyes to water from the intensity of it.
He slowly left his mind, coming back to the outside world. He blinked, and looked up at the wizarding clock that adorned one of his walls. 0826. Wow. It can't be that time… can it?
Silvanis just shook his head and wandered through into the common room. He could see that his father wasn't up yet, so went into the kitchen. He didn't feel exhausted at all, so proceeded to make breakfast himself this time.
The kitchen had both muggle and wizarding appliances, but that wasn't a problem as anything Silvanis puzzled over soon came to mind.
Very soon Silvanis had finished the pikelets he was making, and transferred them from the frypan to one of the clean plates from the cupboard next to him. The smell was delicious, but as Severus wasn't up yet, he just put them in the oven so they wouldn't get cold.
Walking back into the common room, Silvanis sat down in one of the chairs and waited for his father to wake up.
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Little did Silvanis know that Severus was already awake. His rest that night had been disturbed by all that had been happening, and thoughts were till whirling around in his head.
--Flashback—
"Severus, the Potter child has not been seen this term. It's very important that the Wizarding world see their 'hope'. The child is all we have protecting us from Voldemort. Gather all the information you can from student, teacher and Death Eater alike about the child. Dismissed"
Severus had stepped out the door, and cast a combined invisibility and soundless charm over himself. He stepped close to the door and listened.
"… Master cannot know of this! If he finds out I've lost that Potter kid, then he'll attack the school. If I hadn't signed that infernal contract then I wouldn't be so helpless."
Severus heard a sigh before he spun and stalked back to his chambers.
--Flashback #2—
"Stupid asshole. He's such and attention seeker."
"Ron! Don't use such vulgar language!"
"I don't care Hermione. If that Potter git hadn't have strung us along for the ride then I wouldn't have to fear for my life. Always in the shadows we were… hidden behind the great light that is the Boy-Who-Lived-To-Degrade-Others. I'm never seen, no, but I'm almost first on the 'people to kill to get at the stupid Potter kid' list. Whoop-dee!… Not."
"I know that it's hard to take, but with Potter gone then you can shine. My love, all I've ever wanted was you, and your happiness. Never forget that we are one."
"Yes, Hermione, we are one."
--End Flashback—