I have decided to post this today, but it's a bit short. However, the next chapter will come out on either Friday or Saturday. :)
It had been nearly three weeks since Severus last heard the story. Harry was rarely around on the weekends and never assigned a detention for the weekend. It was always on Friday and those who were given detention, were forced to sit still and remained quiet. There was absolutely nothing and they hated the punishment. With absolutely nothing to do have drove them to boredom and he made sure none of them attempt to sleep. It had lasted two hours and Harry knew how they felt with such boredom, widened awake, and no one to turn to – even a written conversation was out of the solution.
Other than that, Harry went out on his death eater's hunt and only mustered up five out of thirteen. He still needed to get this done before the end of this month. He killed four out of the five, but the last one was more innocent due to being forced. Harry was allowing the dark mark to be removed and made sure the former death eater understands of another repeat of the dark mark removal – if it were to happen. Other than that, he had definitely frightened them.
Hermione and Ron were eager to visit him on Friday night – after his detention, but it was their routine now. They would ask to spend time with him, but he said the same thing to Severus. He was still scheduled for the weekend until it becomes clear once more. They were slightly disappointed and had to accept that. Ron assumed it had to do with the ministry involved and Harry told him otherwise that he has no use for them. Hermione suspected working with an author and that had amused Harry too well. He told her that was not it either and does not have any interests for anyone to learn the truth right now. It was too fresh to sink in anyway.
Minerva was a great help for Harry, she would make sure the house of Slytherin eats before causing any scene with the man (even if they were minor conversations), and the elder was no longer skinny as he used to be. Albus noticed everything that had gone on and allowed willingly…until knowing they were about days left to go. Nothing had changed.
He went to visit Harry, but Harry was dealing with grading assignments and preparing lessons already. Yet, the place remained the same as black and grey as ever.
"Ah, Harry, my boy. Do you mind sparing of your time?" The headmaster's eyes twinkled.
Harry set his pen down, "Alright, who's complaining about me now? I made sure those detention is up by your Hogwarts' standard and I-"
The elder chuckled, "-Oh, no, my dear boy. No one had complained about the detention. Believe me, it changed them to be what is expected of them. I am merely here about Severus and the-"
"-Oh, yes. Erm, I was supposed to start telling him the next story about the developed spells." The emerald eyes fixed on the past already.
Albus observed the fact how personal that day must have been. He was always concerned about Severus, especially being dragged with Harry now.
"You do know of the fact it is seventy-two days left to go, correct?" Albus hummed seriously, "If not, you know he will not react kindly about this. I advise you to hold off on the hunt for the weekend and focus on our Severus."
Harry stood up and headed over to the kitchen to make tea. It was almost four hours ago he had one, he could not avoid another mistake again with the pain to suffer, and doubled it this time.
"Tea, Albus?" He offered to the man.
Albus graciously accepted it, "Thank you, Harry. Do not think of holding this off any longer."
"He seems stressed lately, but I cannot make him turn over to me. You know how I feel about loyalty."
The headmaster nodded and coughed a bit, "Yes, however, to turn to you is being there for him in worse situation."
The emerald eyes lusted such…atrocious ideas, especially the headmaster has given him a starting idea. He smirked ominously about this and Professor Dumbledore should have been careful around the savior, especially when he is not the same student he used to be.
"Oh, dear. Harry, do not go in such path, I do not want the ministry or the parents involved at our hands."
Harry scoffed, "No needs to worry. No one is dying or getting hurt. Just adding a bit of stress for him to come here."
The blue eyes became weary of the young man, yet, he held no choice in this matter. Harry sipped his tea and thought deeply about this ahead, even assuming a few things here and there. It was going to benefit him more and canceling his weekend plan- then again, another thought came.
"Albus, how soon do you think you can get the rest of the death eaters I have on the list?"
The man frowned, "Depends on who, I may be able to gather them here by the end of Sunday."
Harry nodded, "There's eight of them and I'll write their names down for you." He got up and headed over to his desk.
"What will you be doing to them?"
The man-who-lived hummed, "Depends on their circumstances, sir. I would either remove their dark mark or something else will be suitable for them."
"Is Miss Bellatrix considered one of them?" Albus sipped his tea nervously.
He shook his head, "No, she's taken care of. She's been done for a long time now."
Something tells Albus to stay off topic of Bellatrix or it would be unpropitious of the savior. He would rather focused on the fact there is no longer a war. Harry wrote out all the last eight death eaters and he handed it over to the man. Albus read it over and relieved to the fact it was not much serious.
"Ah, I should have them in Sunday morning. Most of them are easy to hunt, especially when I know of their homes." The headmaster explained.
The smirked appeared on the Gryffindor, "Good. For now, I will take care of Snape."
Albus suspected his wordings inspired the young man and it would not bold well, if he interferes. The headmaster nodded and sipped a few of his tea.
"Will he learn his purpose, Harry?" He had to know, at least be careful ahead of time.
Harry hummed, "He will be courted soon…but, in your office. I will need a witness and I trust you only. I want Snape to only turn to you and considering you know this more than him. I don't trust others."
Harry drank his tea and set them down on the desk. He picked up the book and reread something again.
"Ah, that Severus not take lightly with as what younger generation would say, embarrassed. He should be grateful that you are courting him rather than letting the whole Soul Twin Mate take over. It will give him…momentarily a chance to adjust to." Albus nodded once.
Harry laughed darkly, "And give him the cry out to potion to cure? He will remain unknown about that mating stuff. Right now, I need him to place his tail between his legs and understand who the master of his life is truly."
He shook his head, "Don't go there, my boy."
The dark emerald eyes rolled and snapped the book close. He was settled to what he needed to do. He stood up and headed over to some of the shelves to take care of his counting of the books.
"I will have Snape under my schedule, gaining him closer to me will ease up a bit. Although, fair warning, Albus, the school will be on the verge to do what I hope they may do."
"They will not get hurt or killed, will they?" His tilted.
The scoffed passed the savior's lips, "No. That and Snape would accuse me. I don't want to be seen as anything of my father."
The headmaster frowned, "What of your father?"
"Snape held greater hatred to my father and I do not blame him. James Potter abused and bullied my soul twin mate and caused so much damaged on Snape."
The elder hummed, "I see. Now, has Severus given you permission to say his name yet?"
His long hair shook, "No. I am still waiting for his permission before I can. You know this mating forbids me until granted access." He sneered, "He should have allowed me by now."
The elder's hand landed gently on the shoulder, "I know, but keep in mind, he has trust issues. I had to gain his trust over the years, but there are some things he will never tell me like of his home or interests or among other things. All I know is his excellent in education, very few friends, and he does not take joy in mistakes. I know he held love for your mother."
Harry glared at Albus for touching him and heeded him warnings before in place. Albus removed his touch and noted his consequences of action. He coughed to gain the savior's attention and Harry heard him otherwise.
"Used to hold love for my mother. He has to open his own eyes and see that I am the one to love him." Harry's lips curled down aggressively, "If anyone dare to have him will suffer."
The elder stiffened, "You do know no one has managed to court him simply, right?"
The emerald eyes narrowed at the old man, "There better be no one involved…especially any relationships and I will not tolerate former girlfriend or boyfriend involved. I hope he is still a virgin."
Albus knew this was his cue to leave before the matters get out of hand. He knew too well not to round up the dark side of Harry. He nodded along to calm the dark side of Harry and the savior wandlessly organized his room to fix up his paper. He could not let things be out of place for now, especially he was going to allow his 'best friends' come here due to the fact it is Thursday night coming in soon.
"I believe he sought out only for your mother. As I have mention, he has few friends." He stroke his grey beard, "I know Severus is yours to claim, whether he has a choice or not. I must warn you, he will be very curious soon with the entire story and you leave him hanging will not be pleased for him. He wants details."
The Gryffindor did not care to bat an eye at the old man, "He will learn…next week. Don't disrupt my plans." His voice held its warning.
Albus nodded briefly and bid Harry good night. Harry released him and carried onto his focus before his friends could arrive to his quarter tonight. He chose to allow it today and he knew they were seeking 'sleepover'. As one thing for sure, he was ready to test the potion at its work and hoped to dream tonight.
A knut for thoughts?