Disclaimer: Not mine, cept the plot and any OC's
Dedication: beauty0102
A/N: I am sooooo sorry! I know it's been almost two months since my last update, and my only excuse is school. Add in speech, our TV broadcasting club, homecoming on September 29th/30th, and the fact that I'm in the Marching Band, my free time is almost nonexistent. Add in the fact that I had slight writers block on this chapter, so this is more of an interlude, exploring the developing relationship between Harry and Sev. The poll is now semi-closed, and I've decided with it becoming a Sev adopting Harry fic, with possible de-aging in later chapters, and relationships later as well. I've tended to go with Harry/Ginny and Severus/Lily pairings, but I've decided to branch out, so with your review, please say what relationships you want to see (slash included) between main characters. And a shout out to beauty0102, imagine my surprise when I opened my inbox to find twelve emails- every single one of them a copy of her reviews for all eight chapters of this fic, all three of "Raven's" and "Catch Me Before I Fall". Now that is dedication! Enjoy, and please review!
Change of An Icy Heart
Interlude: Thunderstorms and Comfort
Previously in "Change of An Icy Heart"...
Toeing off his shoes, Severus clambered in next to the teen, pulling Harry against his chest, giving into the call of sleep. Neither Severus nor Harry saw the glowing eyes watching from the window.
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A loud booming noise from outside jolted Harry into awareness as he jerked up, blankets and sheets twisted around his slender frame. Eyes sleep filled and slightly glassy, Harry turned his head from side to side, relaxing slightly when he saw lightning flash outside the window, another boom echoing through the flat. Only when taking in the blurry room did Harry realise he was in Severus' room. Tuning the other way, Harry found Severus asleep, blankets midway up his chest. Shivering lightly as a rather loud crack of thunder sounded, Harry laid back down, curling into a ball as his phobia of storms slowly crept in. Flinching violently when a crack of thunder so loud that the windows shook sounded, Harry failed to see or hear Severus wake.
"Harry? Are you alright?" Severus asked cautiously upon seeing his charge shaking and curled into foetus position. Shaking his head violently, Harry burrowed into the blankets. Worry for Harry coursing through his veins, Severus placed a hand cautiously on the teen's shoulder, feeling the few taut muscles he processed tensed as lightning flashed and rain pounded against the windows. When thunder echoed through the flat and Harry jerking violently in response, Severus understood. Harry must've had deep fear of thunderstorms, and knowing the Dursley's that fear was never helped to be cured, rather their likely negligence would stoke the fire of his fear. "Oh, Harry," Severus murmured, lying back down, pulling Harry against him, gently cradling the teen as he flinched with every boom of thunder.