Fire Of Defeat
Chapter 9
Harry woke up yawning, he looked over at Severus, a smile made its way on the boy's face. He was glad he was Severus', he didn't have to make choices on his own, Severus made them for him. He also made him learn new things he never knew.
He was always patient but demanding, someone Harry really need, Severus knew he could do it and forced him until he got it right.
Harry was determined to kill the man who had killed his parents and made his life hell.
But also the man that had hurt his lover, that was what Severus was to Harry. His love, and would always be... Severus was his life. He had nothing else to live for.
During the past few weeks, Harry had read over one hundred books. Learnt millions of spells and potions, making them and getting them the first time around.
He was due to start his Elemental training soon, Severus, of course, was not an elemental but he had found over the past few weeks he could make water and fire appear in his hand. He didn't know the cause of it, he was too focused on teaching Harry to find out. He swore to himself to figure out as soon as the Dark Lord, or perhaps both Dumbledore and Voldemort are gone.
Severus had changed in those two weeks; getting regular meals had done him the world of good. He had put weight on and his skin had took a healthier look to it, his eyes were shining, not being under spells had also done the man the world of good. Severus himself could not feel better, having sex, eating and having proper baths made him a new person. He also had someone to look after, if he wanted to look after someone else then he had to look after himself too.
Harry himself was doing better than he ever had; his skin was turning a nice golden colour from sitting out in the sun and being fed a healthy diet. Severus made sure he ate good food and fruit, keeping him healthy. Harry didn't care what he got, he loved everything he was given. He had forgotten what they tasted like; it had been years to Harry, since he was eight, nine years on the dot since he had anything proper to eat even then it was never anything compared to what he got now. Having someone to look after him was doing him the world of good.
Harry had doubts about everything. He had read about Dumbledore and the Dark Lord. They were powerful and over one hundred years old, how could he ever think he could defeat them? He did have power the Dark Lord knew not. Perhaps he just might be able to kill them, one thing was for sure, Dumbledore was going down last. He was going take pleasure of killing the bastard, he was going to take nine years worth of revenge, slowly and neatly. He had read about potions that would help him. Harry had smirked, even Severus was weary of, when he had read about the potions that would help him.
Severus had gotten him two potion pouches, he had good ones in the green pouch and within he silver, deadly potions.
"Alright Harry, are you ready for your training?" asked Severus. His hair no longer greasy, and his nose, no longer hooked. He wore deeply coloured clothes, blues and greens, better than the black that Dumbledore had made him wear.
Dumbledore had realised Voldemort punished him for being late, having to change from his clothes to black. So Dumbledore had forced him to start wearing black. He was just glad he had liked black or it would have made everything all the more worse.
"Yea" said Harry. Seeing Severus like that did not bother him, it was after all, all he had really seen the man in. He had only known the man about two days before they had come to Snape Manor. Everyone else would have fainted on the spot, unable to believe their own eyes!
"Ok, sit down crossed legged." demanded Severus. He was a hard task master, a demanding teacher but Harry liked it, liked the fact Severus pushed him. Even more so when he praised Harry's work, the work was well earned, but it made his insides turn to goo anyway. Harry was not sure when he fell completely in love with Severus, he did not care.
As long as the man kept him he did not think he would care.
He just hoped when he killed them both that Severus will still let him be part of his life.
"Now close your eyes and take deep calming breaths" said Severus.
Having watched Harry comply with him as soon as Severus had told him to do it, Severus could not help but think Harry couldn't look more gorgeous than he did right now. His hair fell tousled around his face, his face relaxed and his eyes closed. His skin shining with smoothness in the sun. He had to fight the urge to kiss the smooth skin.
"Think of the air and what you want it to do, make it swirl around you" said Severus. Just as he said that, the air picked up around Harry, before it air swirled around him. Harry began glow with power and Severus was in awe, he could still hardly believe the power he could see. Not even the Dark Lord could do what Harry was doing.
"Open your eyes Harry" said Severus.
Harry opened his eyes, still concentrating he smiled. It was like he remembered his powers before Dumbledore had taken them from him. Well, his magic was stronger and more powerful, but it was still the same as before. It took a minute for him to realise that he had control over his magic, perhaps just about totally control over his magic.
"Why the smile Harry?" asked Severus curiously. Adjusting himself a little, that smile was totally endearing.
"My magic is just as I remember it; I think I'm getting control over it. There is more magic, more power and more strength behind everything. It's like it's me in charge, it's how I remember my Magic before Dumbledore came" said Harry spitting Dumbledore's name. Just like how Severus spat the word 'Potter'.
"Good that's a leap into what we want-" said Severus "-But you still have a lot to do, and lots to catch up on. Which you will be able to do by yourself, most of them are books that explain everything for you in detail." finished Severus.
"Sure, just more time outside sounds great, can you choose them for me?" asked Harry. Not wanting to choose himself, not wanting to worry about picking useless ones. He liked giving total choice and decisions over to Severus. He did not want to be burdened with decisions. That was what Severus was there for, right?
Sure enough Severus was there for him, and did want to choose everything for Harry. He had known what Harry would say as soon as he told him, and he liked it.
He liked telling Harry what to do, advise him and explain everything to him. Tell him when to eat and what he gets. He was a dominant man, that's what Dominant men do. Some people are not good at dominating; some people think Dominating is abusing people. They were so far from the truth; they were men who liked to have control over their partner. They may have control, but they were supposed to help the person who is looking towards them, in hopes to help them spread there wings. Not stomp them down and clip them, so they would never fly or grow.
"Accio" shouted Severus. Three books came flying towards Severus. Reaching out for them, he gave them to Harry, knowing the young man would enjoy them. He had enjoyed them when he was younger. Looking at the time, he saw it was lunch time, and so mentioned it to Harry.
"Have lunch, then dig into the books. You might get them finished before the sun goes down. If you do then that's satisfactory, if not it doesn't matter you can finish them inside the house before we go for a bath" said Severus.
"Yes Sev" said Harry with a smile, his green eyes glowing making the sun look dull in the afternoon shine.
"Good. Peppy!" said Severus.
"Yes, sirs how can be Peppy help you?" asked the elf. She had been taught not to say anything more than necessary. She new unnecessary babble annoyed her master. They say what they say and that's that, no bowing and scraping. He did not like that much either, but the elves respected there master.
"Get us two lunches please and bring us a selection of fruit, please-" said Severus. "-As well as a blanket." said Severus as the felt had just about to click its fingers.
"Yes sir" said the elf, before it was gone.
A few seconds later a blanket was laid on the ground for them, as well as the food they had requested. Severus was not one for eating without a table but he would if that was what Harry wanted. As long as he did not forget his table manners, then all was good for him. He had taught Harry how to properly eat at a table a day after they had came to the manor.
"So when do you think I will be ready to face them?" asked Harry curiously at what Severus thought.
"You could right now, but I do not want anything unexpected to happen, and I want you fully prepared I wont having you going out and hurting yourself, you are mine and I wont see you hurt. It is my responsibility to look after you and I want nothing to happen..." said Severus. Harry smiled at the protectiveness and fierceness in the voice.
"Ok".
"Strawberry?" asked Severus after a while. Groaning Harry opened his mouth and accepted the fruit, he could never get enough of the stuff. It was not romantically, Severus liked to share food with him first before they dug into their meal.
They dug into a light salad, roast beef and boiled potatoes. Harry rested against Severus with a sigh of content, he could get used to this. Severus had not been called and the Headmaster had been told that he was on a mission for Voldemort. Thinking of course Severus could not lie to him he gave him permission to go. Never aware that Severus was plotting his death and that he had lost control over one of his weapons one he needed the most.
Spending the rest of the night sitting reading, he was never aware that he fell asleep. Or that Severus picked him up, undressed him and put him to bed.
There we go another chapter of this story! what do you make of the developing relationship of Severus and Harry? will Harry get his revenge? or will he fail? will they die? will i make this a mpreg? will i have Severus Pregnant? or harry? or neither? R&R please and goodbye!!