Lol! Sorry for taking so long guys. With school and all it's hard to find time to let my creativity out. Here's the next chapter… over and out! snickers

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Severus knew that Granger and the Weasel had problems, but to abandon someone that would gladly die for them in a second… Suddenly he was glad Silvanis couldn't remember them.

With a sigh Severus dragged himself out of bed. Changing into black silk boxers and wrapping a dark green robe around himself, he walked to the kitchen, intending to make himself some breakfast…

Only to find Silvanis in one of the chairs in the commonroom, draped almost lazily over the armchair with one wingtip grazing the floor. Severus cleared his throat quietly, and watched Silvanis stiffen, quickly dropping his feet back to the floor.

Severus chuckled lightly and moved over to kneel next to his son, placing a finger under his chin and lifting it so he could look into Silvanis' eyes.

"It's nice to know that you feel comfortable here, Silvanis." He said with a small smile.

Silvanis hesitantly returned it, and Severus stood up, holding out a hand to his son.

"Care to join me for some breakfast?"

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The two ate in a comfortable silence, neither needing to talk.

As Severus finished, he placed his knife and fork neatly on his plate, and looked up to address his son.

"Silvanis. Would you be willing to come out with me today? I have been excused from teaching my classes so we could go get the things you will need."

Silvanis looked up sharply. Why would he want to get things for me? I'm just a freak.

Looking into his father's eyes, he saw no room for argument, so reluctantly nodded.

"Can… Can Draco come with us?" He asked in a rush, the 'no questions' rule still having an effect on him.

Severus didn't seem surprised by the question, but looked thoughtful before replying. "If you would like him to come, then why don't you ask him if he would like to."

Silvanis nodded, and stood up, gathering the dishes they had used for breakfast. A hand oh his arm stopped him, causing him to flinch and take a step back. Severus sighed, and waited for his son to calm down. "You don't have to do that. You know that Silvanis." He said.

"Dara!" Severus called.

The house-elf from the night before popped into the room in front of Severus, looking up at him with her wide eyes. "How can Dara serve you sirs?" She squeaked.

"Would you please do me the honour of looking over these rooms, Dara. Washing, cooking and such?" Severus asked. Although he didn't like house-elves, being nice to them meant that they were more willing to do more work than they had to.

"Oh yes! Dara would be happy-good to do work for sirs!" The elf exclaimed.

"Good." Severus replied. "Dismissed."

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Severus left his chambers, trailed by his son. Silvanis was looking forward to seeing Draco again. The boy was another one of the few people he felt safe around. He couldn't explain why he felt like that, but knew that he never wanted to Draco to leave him.

Severus stopped in front of Salazar's portrait that concealed the Slytherin Commonroom. The founder had finished the purple potion Silvanis saw his making yesterday, and had started on another, this time colourless.

Salazar looked up to see Severus and Silvanis approaching, and swung open even without the password. Severus and Silvanis stepped in.

The commonroom was empty. It was still early in the morning, as Severus wanted to get an early start in Diagon Alley before the crowds set in.

Surprisingly, Silvanis lead the way up to Draco's Prefect room, stopping to knock softly on the door.

"Yeah?" A sleepy voice called out, before the two heard footsteps coming towards the door. Presently, Draco's bleary eyes and sleep-tussled hair could be seen peeking through the gap where he opened the door, and it was flung open, revealing Draco Malfoy in all his pyjama-clad glory.

Pink-faced, he turned away from them and hurried to the closet, quickly throwing on a pair of black slacks and a silvery-grey button-up shirt.

He gave them a quick grin before disappearing into the bathroom to freshen up.

"I assume there was a reason for your visit, Godfather." He said cheekily.

Severus snorted. "Potions classes are cancelled today. I have been given permission to take Silvanis to Diagon Alley to purchase his requirements. He requested your presence. Are you willing to accompany us?"

At the sound of his name, Silvanis looked up from where he was gazing around Draco's room. He glanced at Draco, who had finished in the bathroom and was looking his normal, groomed self. He looks nice. Silvanis thought.

Draco caught Silvanis' eye, who looked down as he realised he was staring at the pale boy. Rustling his wings, he nodded to Draco. "I wouldn't mind it if you did come." He said shyly.

Draco smiled softly. "I would be delighted to accompany you."

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They set out after stopping in at Severus' chambers to pick up their cloaks. It was overcast outside, the grass squeaking underfoot as they made their way over the Hogwarts grounds in the bleak morning light.

Severus stopped the two boys just outside the majestic gates of Hogwarts. He riffled through his robes and pulled an obsidian ingot from one of the inner pockets.
"Portkey. It's much quicker and less of a security hazard for a Professor and two students." He said.

Silvanis sighed. He had an apprehensive feeling about taking a Portkey, almost like it was going to be extremely unpleasant, even though he was positive he had never experienced one before. He laid a finger on the cool stone.

Draco followed suit, giving Silvanis a small comforting smile that warmed him inside.

"Activate."

They were off.

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It wasn't long after the giant hook pulled them by their navels that they stopped, Silvanis and Draco falling ungracefully into a heap on the ground whilst Severus only just managed to keep his footing. "Damn I hate those things Sev." Draco whined.

Silvanis managed a brief smile at Draco's antics. He sounded like a petulant child who didn't want to eat his vegetables.

Severus just smirked good-naturedly. (If such a thing was possible for Severus Snape)

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Severus led the way to Gringotts Goblin Bank. Silvanis couldn't help but stare at the surroundings. There weren't many people around, which he was very thankful for, but oh the shops! There was just a jumble of stores and markets everywhere. Silvanis wished he had eyes all around his head so he could look at everything instead of just craning his neck to stare around.

Severus smiled inwardly at his son's amazement, and watched Draco crack a smile as Silvanis bumped into him, paying more attention to the shops than to where he was going.

They arrived at the entrance to Gringotts. It was large, to say the least. Silvanis had never seen that much gold in his life, much less in one place on one door.

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"Can I help you?" The goblin almost snarled. It was an ugly creature, short and squat with a long beak-like nose and spindly fingers.

"Griphook!" Silvanis exclaimed before slapping his hands over his mouth with a terrified look.

Severus took in his son's face. He was tense, expecting to be hit at any second. Severus sighed and knelt down to his son's level. "Silvanis. You have done nothing wrong. I will not strike you, nor hurt you in any way. Understand?"

He wrapped his arms around Silvanis in a gentle embrace.

The look of fear slowly drifted off Silvanis' face as his fathers words sunk in and Draco stepped up to rub his back in a comforting gesture.

The goblin cleared its throat loudly and the three disentangled themselves and turned to face it.

"Yes, Child, my name is Griphook." The goblin said with a trace of what seemed like respect in its voice.

"There are few who would remember the name of one of the Gilded, although I do not recollect meeting you."

The respect was strong in its voice now, and there was something akin to admiration shining in its eyes.

Silvanis stood tall before the goblin, Griphook, and nodded to it. "I cannot remember meeting you either, but I cannot remember a lot, so that is no account of truth."

Severus watched the exchange with curiosity. Who were the 'Gilded' the goblin was speaking of? And how did his son know this creature?

Griphook must have seen the questions in his eyes, and turned his gaze to Severus. "The Gilded is the ancient name given to our race, although human- and wizardkind has forgotten that all creatures used to live side by side, in harmony and equality. It is a sad day that has the 'pureblood' throwing their twisted corruptions around, seeing all others as inferior."

"But that is neither here nor there. What may I help you with?" He asked.