It took a while to calm Severus down after that, his rant that 'Potter' was only eleven was competent, he was right but then again he wasn't. It took a bit longer trying to logically talk him through it. Draco who had now fallen from his high was growing impatient and yanked the Leap-year out of his shirt and flashed it in Severus' face 'We used this, and now we're here'. That put an end to Severus' multiple Harry problems. After explaining about how they volunteered for the Ministry to test it, and about how they didn't stick to the Ministry guide. How they felt that by going back that they could right everything.

"If you are Harry Potter from the future, how are you going to prove it." Severus asked, he had long ago returned to his chair and was sitting stiffly in it his hand rigid and clawing at the armrest. Harry shifted his stance shifting his weight to one leg, crossing his arms he sighed and looked right into his eyes, Harry dived in through the black abyss, stitching his mind to Severus' with minor difficulties. He moved images from his own memories playing them in Severus' head. He replayed his memory of his dad using Levicorpus against Severus, he replayed his memory of his conversation with Dumbledore from over eleven years ago 'Always'. He felt tugs and pushes in the link between them but he pushed forward, he played the first time he saw him from across the great hall on first of September, he played parts of the night time lessons they had teaching him oculmency, and his last memory of him, lying pale and dying on the dusty mildew covered floor of the shrieking shack, his already pale skin gone translucent a stark difference from the red that covered his neck and cloak.

Harry pulled himself out instantly, watching the expressions flickering over the Potion Masters normally static face. Then finally, he moved, emotions briefly gracing his face "I believe you.", and he turned to Lucius a small smirk just barely there stretched across his lips "The Potter brat has some, very credible proof." Harry smiled, and lifted his hand up clenching it, small sparks of magic flew out from between his fingers. When he stretched open his fingers a tall glass vial appeared in the center of his palm. It was old, the glass turned brown with age, the wax finish on the lid was cracked and falling off, Harry knew what this was, Severus too. Severus spluttered back into a brief emotional disaster. "Give that back Brat." He went to grab the vial, but Harry clenched his hand again and the vail appeared on the edge of coffee table near Severus.

"You didn't use it." Harry smiled fondly, "We found it after," He sighed, "after the war. It was sitting on your desk, you had managed to mass produce it." Severus looked shocked as he reached for the vail, his hand lifting it gently as if it was the most precious thing on earth, Harry couldn't blame him. "But you Severus, a potion master. Even I know that a potion master would carry his greatest accomplishment everywhere with him. You died, because you weren't prepared." Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and without hesitation Draco leaned in cooing and whispering, wiping them away. "Promise me you won't remove this from your person ever again."

There was silence as Severus took this in and considered it, but the Malfoy elders looked on in confusion, oblivious to what was happening around them. Both giving him and Severus questioning looks. Why was this tiny bottle so important? Severus rubbed his thumb over the glass neck of the bottle, "I promise." He grasped it and slipped it into his chest pocket. "I swear to Circe, that it will always be within m reach." He ended it by quite solemnly bowing his head, accepting it as a fact that he needed this tiny bottle. Lucius sighed as if angered, "What is it Severus!" Harry looked across the table at Severus, watching as he rubbed his face looking very upset with himself. "I made it years ago, it's an anti-venom. Does it work?" He looked expectantly up at Harry, his hands clasped as if in prayer, Harry nodded lowering his head too.

Lucius did not look too impressed by this fact "You've made plenty of them before what's so special about this one?" Severus just slightly looked offended, "This is the only anti-venom, in the world, that protects against Nagini." He spat the name out with utter disgust, as if the name its self-tasted. Lucius paled at the mention of the name, "Nagini," He looked sick and seemed to swallow more than necessary, "It kills Severus?" Harry nodded, "In how many years?" "Seven." "Did I die?" Harry lowered his head, not wanting to look the man in the eye, "Eight, Dementors kiss. May second, nineteen ninety-nine, at one in the evening. Azkaban, level 4, detainment room 401. Aurors presiding, Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter. Civilian attendance, Narcissa Malfoy." There was a sudden cry from Narcissa as she wrapped her arms around he husband. Lucius had paled even further, "Reason for imprisonment?" "The torture of muggles using the Cruciatus curse. The harbouring of known death eaters, including the Dark Lord. The endangerment of children, and for you war crimes of ninety-eight."

Narcissa cried out again, sobbing reverently into the chest of Lucius, her hands curled into fists. Lucius had set a hand in her hair and sent a pleading look to Harry. "Narcissa Malfoy, May second, nineteen ninety-nine, two in the evening. Suicide, killing curse usage confirmed. Found by son Draco Malfoy. Son permitted leave from work at request of Head Auror Potter." He watched as the two Malfoy elders in front of him held each other, he turned to his Draco and rested his head on his arm.

Harry suddenly stood and walked to the side of the table, standing in front of Lucius and Narcissa. He reached his hand out to Severus. He stood and walked over to stand in front of the couple too. When Harry went to kneel there was sudden movements, Severus followed suit his eyes turning serious. Lucius and Narssica broke apart each of them gasping. Harrys Draco, he rushed forward, only to be stopped by a ward that Harry built. Younger Draco instinctively spread his arms out, shielding younger Harry as he looked on in awe. Harry though held his stare with Severus as he reached his knees, tightening his grasp of the Potion Masters hand, Severus doing the same, both their sets of knuckles going white.

"Lucius if you would please." Draco screeched behind him, pleading him, screaming for his mate not to endanger himself. He slowly stood from the couch, drawing his wand, and resting the ebony tip on the space where the two hands met. Severus took a deep shaky breath

"Will you Harry James Potter, protect to your best ability, all those you love."
"I will."

A pulse of bright red light leaked out of the wand touching their skin. It wrapped around their fingers, knitting them together. Each pulse of light all those in the room felt, it was like a second heartbeat, it could be felt inside of them. Like a deep base, vibrating in the chest cavity.

"And will you should it prove necessary, use your knowledge to prevent your future from repeating."
"I will"

Another pulse of light came out of Lucius' wand. This ones just slightly darker than the last. It oozed and Harry unconsciously compared the colour to that of fresh blood, and he realised why to, it was liquid in its movements as it looped its self around both of the men's wrists, holding their grasp tight.

"And will you Harry James Potter. Use any knowledge you have of your future for just and good reasons, too protect those that you hold dear."
"I will."

The last pulse of light swooped out of the wand immersing their hands in a gory red light and then suddenly it was gone. Just like that.

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