Alright, got this chapter done and now, I can work on Efforts now more flowing and should be going back and forth with a few stories. So, hang in there.
Warning: Cuss, duel, dark
By the way, this is 15 pages. Consider yourself extremely lucky, ;)
Remus stayed until he was taught everything Harry had planned to teach until he's able to return. Once the former Gryffindor left the quarter, Harry turned around to his submissive mate happily. Severus was puzzled by this…smile.
"I'm curious, what are some of the spells to your liking, Severus," The dark savior tilted his head.
The potion master stared at him, "I haven't find any liking to them since I barely have used them to a battle or dueling benefit to my own, Potter."
An immoral hummed, "Ah, good point. However, I hope there won't be something endangering your life type of battle or dueling."
Severus' brow raised, "Dangers does not possess a threat to me, Potter."
The emerald eyes darkened to the point the Slytherin noticed such changes. It was surreal to him to witness something so…unnatural. However, he couldn't exactly comprehend why his dominate mate's eyes altering. Once he saw the face, so dark and seemingly threatened somehow. Harry glanced over to his mate and released the immediate thoughts. He pulled back and his eyes turned to normal as once more. He revealed kind smile for his submissive.
"How about an outing tonight?"
Severus blinked. His ears weren't prepared for sudden excuse to leave the quarter.
"Where to, Potter?" He was somewhat skeptical, eyeing the young man in front of him.
The Gryffindor smirked, "Your favorite restaurant, of course."
The onyx eyes narrowed at him, "No one knows of my favorite restaurant, Potter, so what makes you think you know this one particularly?"
Harry chuckled, "Because I went inside this place once and smelled your old scent there. It was there last time over the summer, previous summer before that, and a couple of times for random times. I believe you taken the likes of Libertas."
Severus' cheek glowed colorfully and removed the eye contact over to his boots. This truly amused the dominate mate that he has done his work well to please his submissive mate. He hummed and reached out with his fingers dancing on his mate's cheek so gradually.
"If you do not say anything, I suppose we will have to wait until the two weeks is completed and-"
"-Yes." He muttered.
Harry's lips curled softly, "I know you like freedom and with the lessons earlier help me."
"Why would they help you," Severus picked up his head and one brow rose at the dark savior.
Harry shook his head, "There is nothing to concerns you, Severus, and it is my concern at the most."
He frowned, "Why should it concern you? You defeated the Dark Lord and killed him. You took care of the vampire easily and I highly doubt there is much to be concerns with now, unless there is something you're hiding."
The dark brown hair shook, "No more questions from you. Let's head to Libertas and have dinner."
The Slytherin was not sway or convinced. However, he truly hated the trap feeling here and the need to leave was a desperate option.
"I supposed. How are we leaving? Floo? Walking to the gate and appariate?" He hummed.
Harry smirked, "The pro-shield can be quite useful, especially blind to the ministry we run here."
Severus turned his head cautiously, "Potter, are you stating that you can leave without the wards or preventions of your transportation sorts?"
The immoral hummed, "Does that discomfort you to something so…simple?"
"What are the consequences of using them?"
Harry chuckled, "You cannot use it for more than four times a day, after that, the fifth attempts to use it would involve suppressing your magic for five hours."
His eyebrows raised, "That certainly shows quite…advantages of this one."
The dark savior shrugged, "I don't get why all spells needs such heavy consequences from other spell designers. It shows in the working progress that it can accept a reasonable one."
He hummed, "Depending on the type of spell you are designing, but none of the spells you showed us was that far to extend to require such heavy type."
Harry shook his head, "Not necessarily," He walked over to his mate and stood behind him, "Besides, does it discomfort you knowing that can be possible?"
"It's rather…intriguing, per se, Potter."
Harry was glad his submissive was trying interests with him. At least, there hasn't been any sarcastic tone from him.
"I figure you'd approve at the most." Harry wrapped his arm around his mate's waists and his free hand did the spell with the wand.
The pro-shield appeared and his wand tapped the shield. Within a blink, they were appearing in front of the restaurant. Severus blinked and turned to his dominate curiously.
"Should have taught me this spell sooner, Potter…" He muttered.
Harry shook his head, "If you did, then I would often have to worry."
His brow went high, "Worry about what? That I'd kill myself, Potter?"
The dark savior tightened his arm around the elder's waists, "Nothing to concerns you, Severus. The only thing you should have to be concern is what to have while we are here."
Severus frowned and nearly squirmed in the savior's arms, but no luck with such grip, "You are failing to hide something obviously, Potter, there is something going on and you are not uttering a single word of the matter."
Harry pulled his mate along to the inside of the restaurant building, dismaying the demand from his tone, and felt he ought to be cautious. Severus remained unfazed by this, especially noting the same behavior of his dominate mate.
"I demand you tell me what is worrying you, Potter, or you will never hear me speak again."
Harry chuckled at his submissive, "That could work. There are other ways to deal with you, Severus." He managed to snag a booth and sat both of themselves down for comforts.
"…" Severus scowled, "I will refuse anything to eat or drink for days."
Somehow, Harry noted his mate was rather serious and decided to alter this. He nudged his head onto the man's neck and pressed his lips on the bare neck. The onyx eyes suddenly were hidden behind those eyelids and Harry was pleased to see him like this.
"Not here. It is part of the next story, but I prefer you be relaxed and at home." He whispered into the potion master's ear, "Now, stop attempting for space. I do wish to bond with my mate." He kissed the man's temple.
Severus gave up on squirming out of his arms and scoffed to see this was being pushed out further. The dark savior was amused to see his mood for space or distancing themselves.
"Libertas must have held a certain drink you are drawn to." Harry commented.
The potion master nodded, "Yes, a bitter one."
The emerald eyes glistened to see his mate being a little opening, "So, what is the name of this bitter drink?"
Severus held up his chin, "Amara Capulus," He proudly stated.
The former Gryffindor understood, "Would you like one today? It will be on me."
His submissive nodded once and remained silent. They walked over to a small and tall stand table with wooden bar chair and small back to support their back. The dark savior turned and snapped his fingers to the waiter for his attention. The onyx eyes checked over to see who was coming and appreciative that it was not someone he was familiar with. How much he dislike having to provide introductory and the pointless to do so.
The waiter joined their table and pulled out his note pad, "How can I help you, gentlemen," His thick German accent came out.
The dominate mate glanced at him, "One Amara Capulus and one Nigrum Tea. A few shortbread butter cookies." He answered drily.
The server nodded and wrote them down immediately. Harry turned away and the worker took his body signal well. He went to get their drinks and cookies. This gave them some time and the former Gryffindor thought of a few things.
"While I will not give much away, but I came here because I wanted to celebrate privately. I had not expected your scent here. Mind you, a muggle was rather aggressive and attempted to steal my money. How amusing when they were petrified by me, I was not in a good mood when he intervened my personal celebration. He sorely regretted it after he landed himself with a good punch in both eyes." He smirked, "What a fool he was."
Severus suspected it was the fact of his intimated role and Harry must of imitated his role naturally. No one hasn't seem to have such courage to come forth and say something. Not that he wanted the attention in this public place, especially in a muggle world.
"It must have been the clothes they thought to get rich off," Severus shrugged, unable to care.
Harry noted he was bored and waited for the drinks and cookies. It wasn't long and they were left alone for certain. Harry wandlessly casted the silencio charms over their heads.
"Do you like to dance, Severus?" The dark emerald eyes glistened.
The sighed escaped his lips, "No. I do not and cannot dance. Don't even think about it." His voice sent the warning.
He hummed, "I was certain that would put you less tense. I was thinking of making it a routine after breakfast. You are still tense whenever I touch you."
The Slytherin scowled, "Do try to understand that I am dragged into this without a choice, Potter. If I was given a choice, I would have denied you immediately."
Harry's eyebrow raised, "Really? Knowing too well that even when denying, we would still be together eventually?"
Severus mentally cursed the impossible mating, especially that happened to be difficult as Veela relationship tended to be. He took a quick deep breath and sipped his bitter drink.
"…within given time, Potter, I would have to adjust and adapt. I still would not tolerate much of the…fantasied idea to this relationship." He strongly spoke dry to the point he was evidently against it at the most.
The emerald eyes was rather amuse to his submissive mate's response.
Harry shrugged, "Proving that it would still be happening and you cannot deny the fact. Well, if you find that dancing to be…repulsive to you, then how do we go about?" He smirked.
Another thing that Severus did not think of, Harry was capable of finding a loop in his wording. There were very little of people could read carefully. He hadn't expected the Gryffindor to pick up naturally without difficulty. Harry sipped and waited without a rush, sensing his mate would enjoy the outdoor freedom for a little longer.
"Talking. There's no need to require physical contact, unless under urgency, then you would have that privilege."
Harry hummed lightly, "I see, but what of the upcoming sexual activity before that numbers are up."
That turned the Slytherin silent within seconds and Harry knew that would come too soon. The arguments they used to have before the disappearing, Harry has not ever thought to win. Until he studied and learned everything on his personal training, his mind understood and expanded much effectively to socialize with his mate. He managed to keep the conversation going, better than he suspected it would be, and the emotional starter.
"Potter," Severus fidgeted a bit, "You state that I can ask of you to do whatever I request of you."
Harry nodded, "Correct, depending on that request like releasing you or forget about this relationship will be mostly deny and will hurt us both at the end."
The onyx eyes glanced sideways, before turning a good look at his dominate mate, and assuring himself cautiously. His hands curled into a fist and breathing was tight on his chest. Harry did not rush the man, he knew too well from experience, and chose to lure his mate careful enough.
"Are you…capable of locating Salazar Slytherin's quarter? Rumors-"
Harry smirked, "-That it can only open if one is a parselmouth. Curious little place, I never knew what it was until Hermione told me what it was. We were about to check it out, but you stopped us from heading there due to chaotic ministry under our home."
The onyx eyes snapped open, "Y-yo-you found it?"
The hum came immorally known, "Yes."
"Will you take me there, Potter?" Now, the man was intrigue by such discovery.
The smirked never left, "I believe you know that answer, Severus, but I will take you there after two weeks is complete."
The Slytherin should have known, yet, he was not used to this idea of controlling his dominate mate this way. It was rather…startling. There were too many rumors about Salazar Slytherin's quarter, but no one could enter in unless they were a Parselmouth. The place was more than what he thought to find and when he told Hermione back in his fifth year, the witch was eager to the discovery and learn. Not only that, she knew the founder held the greatest library to access everything she would need to know. Yet, he figured he could have taken the professor there, but the ministry witch would destroyed their discovery.
Eventually, his mate began questioning him what he has discovered. What he had seen, how far it was, and much more. Harry allowed the man to be at ease and kept drinking in between to keep things going. The time was rather forgotten and strangers came and gone without a doubt. The waiter left the check and Harry paid the money as soon he came.
Severus stiffened his back and Harry noticed. He softly smiled, knowing that they were drinking a lot from one large cup. However, Harry only drank half of his tea.
"I will be right back," Severus commented.
"Where are you going?" His emerald eyes narrowed cautiously at his mate.
The onyx eyes observed him, "The loo, Potter, I believe I still have rights to privacy."
"If you're not out as I expected, you will lose that privilege." He warned, "I still don't trust muggles as easily."
The potion master understood and helped himself over to the public loo. Harry removed the silencio charm and waited for his mate to return. His mind was fixated on something. He has been stalling a particular story and he wasn't certain how his mate would respond. It was rather dangerous…
Severus entered into the loo and found himself alone. There was no one here and no one coming anytime soon. He was relieve from pressure and privacy. He drew out his wand and whisked it immediately into action.
'Pop!'
The surroundings happened to be much further in London, much deeper part of the Wizard world. He kept walking as fast as he could and dismiss any glances at others that came crossing by.
"Ah, Severus," That voice caught him frozen in his walking.
Severus knelt onto his knee and bowed his head, "My lord."
He sensed the man's shadow close to him, "You may stand, Severus, after all, you will be in great honor for me today."
His heart raced too much, but he knew panicking would not suffice much in the matter, and had to do what he could. He stood up and showed his respect. The Dark Lord was…not what he had expected. He was rather younger looking. The last time he saw Voldemort, it was when he was summoned over the summer multiple of times throughout the years until Harry returned.
Severus held his chin up, "My lord, forgive me, I do not understand what you would be expecting me to do."
The wand was wavered playfully, "I tried contacting you, but I fear I was too late. Your Dark Mark, he removed them, has he not?"
"Yes, my lord, but my loyal still remains to you."
His head shook, "Oh, I have no doubts of that, my dear Severus." The red eyes brightened horrifying enough, "As you see, it is good you separated from the boy. I found a way to kill him and you will assist willingly."
That skipped a beat of his heart. A way to kill his dominate mate? He didn't like or appreciated the sound of it at all. Without processing what was happening, his wand was expose and faced his dark master. Voldemort was smiling to whatever he was pleased about this time.
"Not too late, good, good. He has not claim you completely, which is fresh for me to start now." The Dark Lord was beyond too confident in his doing, "You see, Severus, I learned, when you kill a submissive mate, you kill the dominate mate immediately. That's how it will happen here."
Severus was no longer breathing once he realized…he was the one in danger. His cheeks turned colder than winter's breeze, and white as a ghost. Voldemort held his wand high and not once removed his eyes off his loyal deatheater.
"Do not worry, your name will be well known for your good doing for serving me and in your honor, all the muggleborns will become either house elf or a slave." He hummed, "You are right. Muggleborns are important. However, if I had my way, I would be arranging all half blood to pureblood. If you were not his mate, you would be collecting his mate and I would be certain to have you mate with young Malfoy. That brat would be expected to carry many children for you, but I am afraid he will become my property to carry that deed for me instead. The first child will receive your name in that honor, Severus."
Severus didn't know what else to think. He couldn't die! Now, he could understand the protective role to his mate. If he dies, so does Potter and the rest of the world would be doomed. The only thing confused him was…why or how was Voldemort alive? Harry killed him. Was he lied to?
Voldemort stroked his cheek, "My universe, I still managed to be alive. But this universe of yours, did not. I wonder what went wrong…"
Universe? Severus was puzzle by his dark lord's wording and everything has gone mad now. Right now, he had to fight to stay alive! He backed up, never daring to remove his sight off the dark man, and prepared for the attack.
"You will die in honor for me, Severus! Dark Mark or not, you are still my follower! Always will be and always has been!" The lord screamed.
The green glow from the wand's tip and a perfect quick dodge to escape the narrowing sudden death. His heart raced to the point every blood pumping and enforcing the rush of his action to run. There were numerous of spells to think of, especially the recent ones…perhaps, it would be about time to use them to his advantages.
His arms whirled largely and directed his wand to the dark lord without holding back, "tincidunt tempor!"
His thoughts brought back to what his dominate told him during the training.
"While it means Stop Temporarily in Latin, it does not stop your opponent. It will slow them down and spare you some time to do whatever you need to do. If they throw a magic spell, it would take half a dozen time to reach. You just jump before it could even get to your chest. However, I cannot guarantee any resistance would be preventing. Depends on how the person's strength of their will or familiar with the spell. Whatever you do, don't use it on them again. It will deflect onto you and your movement would be far difficult to save yourself. Luckily, this spell last about ten minutes, unless it is an emergency, your magic will last it enough for half an hour to ten hours."
He was moving out of the way and hoping not to sweat in fears. If anything, his mate taught well to cover the importance and saw Voldemort resisting as he gripped his wand tightly. The red eyes weren't pleased about this.
"My lord, please seek another option. Perhaps I bring Potter here and I would be free to do your best interests to produce all the heirs you expect Young Malfoy to carry." He needed to find some spare time, pursue the man's mind somehow, "If you kill me, it would only-"
The spell named and the pacing was quick. Now, he could see why Harry mentioned it to him.
"-I am only doing what is best for us, Severus. You must die for the honor!" He casted the spell once more.
The potion master leapt to the ground and the green blasted in the midair. He gathered himself back onto his feet and theorized a few ideas to duel properly. After all, he was not a spy for nothing!
"Replicare!" The Slytherin struck a poke in the midair without stopping.
It was meant to be a comical originally, but Harry explained it to its true purposes. Especially in a deadly field of duels.
"Replicare is replicate. Or, duplication. Mind you, I couldn't find a good translation on that part, but I got it." He chuckled quietly, "I originally was bored and wanted to play tricks. I didn't think my first creation would be this spell. Now, I found a true purpose. When facing one enemy and they're desperate to kill you, they're going to see over ten dozens of you. Multiples everywhere. It's easy to get them to behave because they're already you. The best thing is, it keeps you safe. If that enemy uses the unforgiveable killer curse, there is no harm on your duplicated self. It spares time for you as well, but a chance to trick them the real you is the duplicate ones. I should warn is…if their spell hits you, then your spell is over and cannot save you. Best to always check your surroundings, even if you know yourself, always check."
There were several Severus Snape in the field and the Dark Lord was bewildered by such crowd! He hissed viciously and casted the charms. Severus swayed around, avoiding to be hit – like the rest of the Severus clones, and each of them saying 'My Lord'. It was truly a masterpiece of the savior's work. Who knew that the godfather's doing tended to be so useful for later in life? He suspected that Sirius was proud of him.
There was up to twelve loss of Severus clones, but there wasn't stopping for sure in this danger.
"Severus, you will accept your faith to me! Show me your true loyalty now!" He growled impatiently as ever.
Severus kept playing the role he held up here and kept thinking of the next experimental practices. Now, he knew one that might be useful…despite of the lack of situation. Harry told him that spell still needed work out the kink, but will be ready before the end of the year at the most. He had to attempt once…maybe it was now or for nothing.
His wand swirled by his forehead, "Ponere Iuvenis!"
The strange bright white drew out as fast a muggle lamp turned on, but such brightness to cause others to go blindness. It was directly aimed to the dark lord. A screaming shriek was heard, but brief. Severus observed at the best effort he could and noticed his clones weren't around anymore. The spell didn't last too long and believed it was because producing the next spell.
Within five seconds, the white glow vanish as if it never existed. Yet, the onyx eyes froze at what he just saw and now, he was uncertain. The dominate mate told him for a reason to be in a working progress, but could this spell be too short and temporary?
He moved forward to see a young child, dark hair, pale skin, dark eyes, and short of height. He was seeing the dark lord as a child. Mostly almost growing out of the toddler stages into a preschooler age from the looks of it. One more step-
The blue shield caught his attention and stopped before engaging closer.
A loud growled, "You're in so much fucking trouble for attempting to get away, Severus."
The submissive winced from the sound of his mate. This twisted and turned his stomach off more than ever. He regretted leaving…now he understood why the protective and extreme concern of his mate. Yet, he kept his eyes on the child of the enemy. But the child was crying and scared.
"Voldemort, you violated coming here and suffer the consequence," Harry walked up next to his mate's side and drew up his wand up, "Exem-"
"-Don't!" The submissive mate cried out, "He has no memories or understand! Don't kill him, please…" The fear was strong.
The dominate straightened his back and glanced at him harshly. He glanced at the small child and breathed deeply before considering.
"You're not off the hook about that escape from me," His voice grew angry, "But since you cast my unfinished spell on reduced age, he's your responsibility now. He won't be aging too fast since it is a slow process, but he will grow." His arms crossed, "Do you understand?"
If there was one thing, Severus always protected any young child that are unable to protect themselves. He nodded after he was ask and waited. Harry sighed and used his wand to tap the shield away.
"He's yours, but you're still in trouble." He sneered.
Severus rushed over to the child that used to be Voldemort. The child clung onto him for dear life. It was a strange feeling, but he recognized it and Albus knew before anyone found out. Well, Lily did, but only once.
"We're going home. Now." Harry demanded, "You will not be allowed to ask anything more until you are release from the punishment from your action." His hand curled and tightened around the man's elbow.
The child curled into the man's arms and continued to cry, but he still didn't understand a thing. Severus did not bother to argue. Harry drew up the pro-shield and took them back to the quarter of his'. Once they were back and shield was gone. Severus sat down on the couch and held the child closely to his chest.
"No magic, no wand, no privacy to loo room or changing clothes, and no reading. We will talk about this tomorrow," The emerald eyes stared at the child, "…do what you need to do. I'll be casting some spells since you lost your trust with me."
With such anger and disappointment directed to his submissive mate, it was worse than reading his journal. He sensed his magic repressed and locked away by his mate obviously. Obviously, he saw it an opportunity to save himself, when he clearly risked his neck out without knowing the true danger he was in. Harry went off and going inches to inches of the room and Severus cradled the innocent baby in his hold. The hand soothed his back and thought about this carefully.
Once he was finally got the child to sleep, his eyes finally broke the nerve to see his mate.
"He mentions universe…" Severus spoke, but so quietly.
Harry picked up his after working on the loo room, "Tomorrow. We will talk. You're lucky enough to demand me to stop before I could kill him. Otherwise, you wouldn't have that happening. I told you that spell was not ready and did not explain its purposes." He hissed, "I did not fall in love with a man who did not use his noggin." He scoffed, "I trusted you and you escaped to who knows where!"
The child was unaware of their argument in his arms, "I was petrified. I needed time to think to myself…mind you, I thought he wouldn't resist to Stop Temporarily spell and he did."
Harry scoffed, "Of course he did! He resisted it twice when I fought him in this universe." His head shook, "That's why I brought that up when teaching. I thought you're a Slytherin for a reason and apparently, I don't know what to believe. The other universe…didn't even had time to acknowledge each other as mate and one got killed, which led to kill dominate. If it was the dominate killed, the submissive is free." He pinched his nose bridge, "This Voldemort caught me and we fought. He found out another universe by accident." His head shook.
The potion master thought he knew everything, but he clearly does not. He was still confused…why he still defended someone that he feared for so long.
"But that's not it. That vampire…he was one of the deatheater in that universe and mated to that Bellatrix. Our Bellatrix already had a mate, but he's dead too. That's why the vampire flipped out. Two different universes, merlin, might be more. I was so worried that I placed you in danger and I kept track of him. To make sure he never came close to you while I was in hiding. Let's just say, he was heading into the Forbidden forest and I fought. I killed him. I was hoping to do the same again to this Voldemort."
Severus gaped, "Weren't you the type to save everyone, Potter? No matter what?"
Harry glared, but stared at the child in his mate's arms. While the chaotic had have happened, there was nothing much he could have done.
"Do realize I had to train independently and no one to rely on. After the first kill, it turned to a useful habit, and later, into a skill. I had to learn before I could kill him. Let alone that two spells caused me unable to sleep and allied me to the dark side." The shivered sent up his mate's spine, "You are the only reason why I remain sane."
Severus frowned, "Did you know he was after me first?"
His teeth gritted, "Yes…he saw his action in his universe. He killed the other Severus and saw that Harry dropped dead in front of him. Mind you, it was nerving to see that Harry failing to protect his mate and being oblivious the entire time. He found out right away and I attacked him, but he escaped me. What I did not know…he followed me here."
The neckhair prickled high from hearing what was happening. He was learning more and more about the other side. It was no wonder the dark lord was willing. He glanced down at the sleeping toddler.
"I supposed…I should have waited to head here. He didn't harm me when he found me and I thought he was the same man I knew. Apparently, he was far different and younger looking. How old was the other Harry died in that universe?"
Harry looked at his mate brief, then at the toddler, "Seventeen. Four years, seventeen is truly too young. Being twenty does changes much perspective and growth to my own."
Now, Severus could see the bigger impact. If Harry hadn't went into disappearance, nothing would have gotten done. He got himself into a mess he had no idea and little Voldemort was not what he expected at the end of the duel.
"…I apologize." The muscle was loosed in his face, unable to strain himself to scowl or straight look.
Harry saw his submissive in this unguarded position and how he have had remained so quiet. The dark savior moved forward to him and placed his hand on his shoulder.
"I am only…angry about placing yourself into danger, but I'm not angry for the fact you defended yourself and used my spells." His voice softened, "The twin soul mate does not want you in any harm or at risk. If anything had happened to you, I would have been dead as well. If anything had happened to me, you would only feel the broken connection. You are my submissive…you're probably confused why you want him unharmed."
The black eyes glanced up, "The headmaster knew why. It was long before you were born."
His fingers stroked his mate's cheek, "Even if it's been two or five or nineteen, there is a reason. Your soul knew my soul once before, you reacted was normal because of my expectation. I want you to be a mother to my children someday. That is why I cannot deny you."
"Not because I'm soft around them and merely a human being to react?"
"Partial, but mostly because you are my mate, Severus."
The potion master was not use to hearing this. He was reminded more and more no less. He sighed and shifted in his sitting before thinking of something else otherwise.
His voice was low, "I always desired to have a family…I thought it would be impossible."
If Harry hadn't been training, he wouldn't be able to hear the man. His emerald eyes finally lightened up and kissed the head of the crown. His hand slid up the back of his mate's neck to soothe him.
"If that is what you want, it will become possible. For now, why don't you get some sleep? I will work on a new room for…him." Harry glanced down…to someone who used to be a threat and an enemy.
If that was one thing, Severus did not argue. He lifted and pulled the child up closely to his chest and gathered himself off the sofa. The walk over to the only bed wasn't much and he managed comforts. Harry watched with cautious and waited until his mate was asleep for once. He helped himself a cup of tea and pondered about this careful enough for the next day. Too much had happened and he arrived in a good timing, but…it was well handle before he showed up. He managed to keep quiet about this. No one knew the truth besides himself.
Perhaps, he should have told the man…but the way Severus demand him not to kill that boy. He saw the motherly side growing and how much the Slytherin wanted a family for more than anything. A curling lip rose up and his emerald eyes eased the strained focus on everything. A sip of hot and steaming tea closed to his lips and slurping as silent as possible to this welcoming peace. His submissive mate will always be saving him to complete dark side. Yet, he realized he has been too harsh with the potion master and there wasn't any harm. It was better off that he was glad he hasn't took a work on the spell. Reduce Youth was a complicated one, but he kept working on it until he destroyed this universe Voldemort.
With the lessons, he felt more secured and decided to lift a few things up while the punishment remained for a while. To sense a heavy ashamed within the Slytherin, it was letting the dominate mate be aware that his submissive mate understood he was very disappointed in him. There would be much to deal with before anything could continue as he wanted. Especially, Harry did not know how to approach little Voldemort now.
A knut for thoughts?