Just another day chapter 3
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Just Another Day - Chapter 3
Severus was awoke by a cold breeze brushing against his face, and the sound of a laugh that he hadn't heard for a very long time. A truly disturbing one, though he still couldn't remember to whom it belonged. He forced his drowsy eyes to focus on the ghostly form standing beside him. "Who are you?"
The ghost was wearing a cloak and a hood hid his face, though locks of black long hair could be seen over the ghost's shoulders. His clothes were those of a noble wizard, like the ones Lucius Malfoy had worn during his lifetime.
"What do you think, old git? I'm the ghost of the present Christmas and I'm here in hopes of slipping some reasoning into your head since you've always lacked it!"
The ghost giggled while speaking to Severus, making the Potions master angrier every minute that passed. He made no attempt to hide it, though, approaching the ghost rudely. "What I lack or not is none of your dead business. Take me to whatever little show you have to show me or get out of here!"
This time the ghost of the present laughed out loud. "For Merlin sake, I really don't know what my godson has seen on you." He sighed and took off the hood. "Once a bastard, always a bastard, right Snivellus?"
Severus froze. "No, not you!" Very suddenly Severus began to panic already anticipating what was to come.
The ghost noticed that his 'mission' was terrified at his sight and he could not resist laughing heartily again. "What's the problem, Snivellus, I thought you would be happy to see me after that Malfoy bastard visited you. I am much better looking, ain't I?" With that the ghost laughed louder and this annoyed Severus a lot more.
"Sirius Black! Go back to hell hole you've come from!"
"Nah, I'm sorry to inform you, Snivellus, but I'm not in hell like Malfoy. I just volunteered to come because Harry's happiness in on the line, I would never imagine he would fall for you!" Sirius face changed from ironic to very serious. "My poor godson, Voldemort didn't manage to curse him, but you did!"
Severus braced himself protectively at the mention of the Dark Lord's name. "Potter came to me, not the other way round, Black! If you want to blame someone, you can go the Burrow and meet your precious godson there!"
Sirius stared with a mock grin at the old man before speaking again. "In fact, the Burrow is where we're going right now!"
'"What?! Impossible, Black, I'm not going there, no matter what you say. I..."
Sirius smirked. "You have no choice, Snape. Viator memoriter!"
The fuzzy sensation returned as the scenery around them began to change. Soon the silence of Severus’ quarters was replaced by a crowd of well known voices and a vision most similar to that Lucius had taken Severus to see before. They were again at the Burrow.
“Is it familiar to you, Severus?” Sirius had rested his back in a nearby wall, arms folded across his chest, staring deeply at Severus.
The Potions master just nodded, his attention all focused on the young black haired man talking to Hermione and Ginny. And then he realized they were in the present Christmas, and this was the party that his lover wanted so much him to be.
The talk sounded fun since the two girls smiled at each other all the time, but Harry didn’t seem that much happy. He returned the smiles cheerfully, but there was some sadness in the green of his eyes. Severus couldn’t take the eyes out of Harry for a long time, and a feeling of guilty started to annoy him deeply. Severus was curious about what they were talking about and tried to get closer in order to hear the conversation, when several small explosions came from the direction of the kitchen, followed by the Weasley twins running away from a very angry Molly Weasley. The crowd attention was on then now and Ron asked Harry’s help to calm down his mother before she could put her hands on Fred and George.
Looking around, Severus saw his godson talking with Tonks and Arthur Weasley. He smirked at the scene, wishing that Lucius still were with him to see that.
“Seems that Malfoy junior is not going to meet his father when he dies after all! At least you were able to handle the boy well, Snivellus!”
Severus turned to Sirius and scowled. “Can’t you just stop calling me that, you mongrel?”
Black gave his partner a mock smile. “Easy, Snape. That was a compliment! Let’s try being civil to each other, at least for Harry’s sake.”
“You’re dead, Black, I don’t have to be civil to ghosts!”
“Again, I really can’t understand what Harry sees in you... Snivellus!”
“Humph, you...”
Suddenly, Severus was interrupted by no less than Dumbledore’s imposing voice. “A toast to all of us present here today, alive and free from the Dark Lord! Let’s thank Merlin ...”
“And Harry Potter here!”, the twins shouted.
Dumbledore smiled. “Of course, and to our dear Harry, for this blessing. For allowing us to have a celebration with all our beloved ones, and for not fearing the darkness to fall over our lives once more.”
All the attention was focused on Harry that smiled and blushed slightly. Dumbledore approached him, and closing the distance between them, gave Harry a tight embrace. Before letting him go, the older wizard whispered on his ear, “Don’t be sad, my child. He is not here personally, but his heart follows you wherever you go.” Then, the headmaster looked straight into Severus’ eyes, and winked at him. “I believe he’s much closer than you can imagine, Harry!”
"How...? How did he...?" Severus had been caught off guard and was speechless.
“Dumbledore is a real smart oldie!”
“Do you think he really can see us, Black?”
“For what I know, Snape, there’s nothing Dumbledore can’t do. You are his disciple, you should know that better than anyone else.”
Draco and Ginny had brought music up with a spell, and started dancing summoning the others to do the same. Ron and Hermione soon followed the idea, as Arthur and Molly, after hexing the twins to stay tied to a chair until they decided to apologize for spoiling Molly’s pumpkin cake.
The people gathered together at the Burrow were a family, no matter what ties connected each person to the other. The Weasleys, Harry, Draco, Hermione, Dumbledore, Tonks, Minerva, Neville, all had fight together in the war against Voldemort, all had gone through terrible moments and had lost something important to them, and connected them together as a family from the heart. This was a concept that Severus found difficult to understand, somewhat his painful past had made his heart stoned, making him believe he could never have a family, much less be loved and love someone.
He noticed that Harry seemed very happy among those people, and recalling Black’s words, he asked himself if staying with him was really the best thing for Harry. Severus wondered if he could ever love the boy as he was worth of.
Severus looked at the door at the same time that a very handsome, young man was arriving. And his heart sunk to his feet.
“Charlie! Oh, my baby, I’m so happy you managed to come!” Molly was the first to run and hold her son, but soon all his brothers and his father surrounded him.
Severus felt a wave of jealousy take over him again when Charlie went straight in Harry’s direction and embraced him tenderly. It was obvious that the older Weasley still was fond of his former boyfriend.
“Harry, I’m so glad to see you again!” He looked over Harry and his smiled widened. With a mischievous grin he asked, “No more old git around?”
Harry frowned at the comment. “Severus is not here, Charlie. But we’re still together, if that’s what you want to know.”
Charlie laughed. “Real pity, Harry. You should have stayed with me, you know. Younger, hotter, better lover...”
Harry blushed and tried to change the subject. Charlie apparently understood the hint and soon he was talking to his father, giving Harry the opportunity to run away to the yard outside of the house.
Sirius stretched his body and silently pointed to Severus they should follow the boy. Harry was sitting in bench hidden by Molly's bewitched roses, apparently lost in thought staring at the night sky. The young wizard remained like that for what seemed an eternity. It was a beautiful sight from which Severus couldn't look away, and before he could control himself, he had reached out a hand to caress Harry's hair.
"Harry! Harry! Oh, there you are! Everyone was asking about you, why are you here alone?"
"Hi, Hermione! I just wanted to be alone for a while."
Hermione sighed and sat beside Harry at the bench. "Let me guess... You were praying for a miracle to happen and some greasy Potions master appear at the party. Weren't you?"
"You know me too well, Hermione." Harry kept staring at the sky. "Having Severus here with me tonight would be the best gift of all my life. Better even than defeating Voldemort!"
"Harry, Snape has been this way all his life. What made you think he would change?"
This time Harry faced his friend. "I don't want Severus to change, I love him the way he is. I just... Well, I believed he could get to love me too." Tears start to stream down his face, while Hermione entwined her hands with his.
"Have you already told him the good news?"
Severus arched an eyebrow. What is she talking about?
"No. I had planned telling him tonight at the party, I was so sure he was coming with me. It's our first Christmas together and I though it would be a wonderful gift. But now I'm so confused Hermione. I really don't know what I'm going to do about it."
Hermione smiled and held Harry tight. "Whatever is your decision, Harry, Ron and I will be always by your side! Now, let's go dinner before people start making more questions?"
"Thanks, Hermione! Let's go!"
Severus turned to Black, confusion evident in his eyes. "What they were talking about, Black?"
"Curiosity killed the cat, Snivellus. Let's go back inside!"
Just Another Day - Chapter 3
Severus was awoke by a cold breeze brushing against his face, and the sound of a laugh that he hadn't heard for a very long time. A truly disturbing one, though he still couldn't remember to whom it belonged. He forced his drowsy eyes to focus on the ghostly form standing beside him. "Who are you?"
The ghost was wearing a cloak and a hood hid his face, though locks of black long hair could be seen over the ghost's shoulders. His clothes were those of a noble wizard, like the ones Lucius Malfoy had worn during his lifetime.
"What do you think, old git? I'm the ghost of the present Christmas and I'm here in hopes of slipping some reasoning into your head since you've always lacked it!"
The ghost giggled while speaking to Severus, making the Potions master angrier every minute that passed. He made no attempt to hide it, though, approaching the ghost rudely. "What I lack or not is none of your dead business. Take me to whatever little show you have to show me or get out of here!"
This time the ghost of the present laughed out loud. "For Merlin sake, I really don't know what my godson has seen on you." He sighed and took off the hood. "Once a bastard, always a bastard, right Snivellus?"
Severus froze. "No, not you!" Very suddenly Severus began to panic already anticipating what was to come.
The ghost noticed that his 'mission' was terrified at his sight and he could not resist laughing heartily again. "What's the problem, Snivellus, I thought you would be happy to see me after that Malfoy bastard visited you. I am much better looking, ain't I?" With that the ghost laughed louder and this annoyed Severus a lot more.
"Sirius Black! Go back to hell hole you've come from!"
"Nah, I'm sorry to inform you, Snivellus, but I'm not in hell like Malfoy. I just volunteered to come because Harry's happiness in on the line, I would never imagine he would fall for you!" Sirius face changed from ironic to very serious. "My poor godson, Voldemort didn't manage to curse him, but you did!"
Severus braced himself protectively at the mention of the Dark Lord's name. "Potter came to me, not the other way round, Black! If you want to blame someone, you can go the Burrow and meet your precious godson there!"
Sirius stared with a mock grin at the old man before speaking again. "In fact, the Burrow is where we're going right now!"
'"What?! Impossible, Black, I'm not going there, no matter what you say. I..."
Sirius smirked. "You have no choice, Snape. Viator memoriter!"
The fuzzy sensation returned as the scenery around them began to change. Soon the silence of Severus’ quarters was replaced by a crowd of well known voices and a vision most similar to that Lucius had taken Severus to see before. They were again at the Burrow.
“Is it familiar to you, Severus?” Sirius had rested his back in a nearby wall, arms folded across his chest, staring deeply at Severus.
The Potions master just nodded, his attention all focused on the young black haired man talking to Hermione and Ginny. And then he realized they were in the present Christmas, and this was the party that his lover wanted so much him to be.
The talk sounded fun since the two girls smiled at each other all the time, but Harry didn’t seem that much happy. He returned the smiles cheerfully, but there was some sadness in the green of his eyes. Severus couldn’t take the eyes out of Harry for a long time, and a feeling of guilty started to annoy him deeply. Severus was curious about what they were talking about and tried to get closer in order to hear the conversation, when several small explosions came from the direction of the kitchen, followed by the Weasley twins running away from a very angry Molly Weasley. The crowd attention was on then now and Ron asked Harry’s help to calm down his mother before she could put her hands on Fred and George.
Looking around, Severus saw his godson talking with Tonks and Arthur Weasley. He smirked at the scene, wishing that Lucius still were with him to see that.
“Seems that Malfoy junior is not going to meet his father when he dies after all! At least you were able to handle the boy well, Snivellus!”
Severus turned to Sirius and scowled. “Can’t you just stop calling me that, you mongrel?”
Black gave his partner a mock smile. “Easy, Snape. That was a compliment! Let’s try being civil to each other, at least for Harry’s sake.”
“You’re dead, Black, I don’t have to be civil to ghosts!”
“Again, I really can’t understand what Harry sees in you... Snivellus!”
“Humph, you...”
Suddenly, Severus was interrupted by no less than Dumbledore’s imposing voice. “A toast to all of us present here today, alive and free from the Dark Lord! Let’s thank Merlin ...”
“And Harry Potter here!”, the twins shouted.
Dumbledore smiled. “Of course, and to our dear Harry, for this blessing. For allowing us to have a celebration with all our beloved ones, and for not fearing the darkness to fall over our lives once more.”
All the attention was focused on Harry that smiled and blushed slightly. Dumbledore approached him, and closing the distance between them, gave Harry a tight embrace. Before letting him go, the older wizard whispered on his ear, “Don’t be sad, my child. He is not here personally, but his heart follows you wherever you go.” Then, the headmaster looked straight into Severus’ eyes, and winked at him. “I believe he’s much closer than you can imagine, Harry!”
"How...? How did he...?" Severus had been caught off guard and was speechless.
“Dumbledore is a real smart oldie!”
“Do you think he really can see us, Black?”
“For what I know, Snape, there’s nothing Dumbledore can’t do. You are his disciple, you should know that better than anyone else.”
Draco and Ginny had brought music up with a spell, and started dancing summoning the others to do the same. Ron and Hermione soon followed the idea, as Arthur and Molly, after hexing the twins to stay tied to a chair until they decided to apologize for spoiling Molly’s pumpkin cake.
The people gathered together at the Burrow were a family, no matter what ties connected each person to the other. The Weasleys, Harry, Draco, Hermione, Dumbledore, Tonks, Minerva, Neville, all had fight together in the war against Voldemort, all had gone through terrible moments and had lost something important to them, and connected them together as a family from the heart. This was a concept that Severus found difficult to understand, somewhat his painful past had made his heart stoned, making him believe he could never have a family, much less be loved and love someone.
He noticed that Harry seemed very happy among those people, and recalling Black’s words, he asked himself if staying with him was really the best thing for Harry. Severus wondered if he could ever love the boy as he was worth of.
Severus looked at the door at the same time that a very handsome, young man was arriving. And his heart sunk to his feet.
“Charlie! Oh, my baby, I’m so happy you managed to come!” Molly was the first to run and hold her son, but soon all his brothers and his father surrounded him.
Severus felt a wave of jealousy take over him again when Charlie went straight in Harry’s direction and embraced him tenderly. It was obvious that the older Weasley still was fond of his former boyfriend.
“Harry, I’m so glad to see you again!” He looked over Harry and his smiled widened. With a mischievous grin he asked, “No more old git around?”
Harry frowned at the comment. “Severus is not here, Charlie. But we’re still together, if that’s what you want to know.”
Charlie laughed. “Real pity, Harry. You should have stayed with me, you know. Younger, hotter, better lover...”
Harry blushed and tried to change the subject. Charlie apparently understood the hint and soon he was talking to his father, giving Harry the opportunity to run away to the yard outside of the house.
Sirius stretched his body and silently pointed to Severus they should follow the boy. Harry was sitting in bench hidden by Molly's bewitched roses, apparently lost in thought staring at the night sky. The young wizard remained like that for what seemed an eternity. It was a beautiful sight from which Severus couldn't look away, and before he could control himself, he had reached out a hand to caress Harry's hair.
"Harry! Harry! Oh, there you are! Everyone was asking about you, why are you here alone?"
"Hi, Hermione! I just wanted to be alone for a while."
Hermione sighed and sat beside Harry at the bench. "Let me guess... You were praying for a miracle to happen and some greasy Potions master appear at the party. Weren't you?"
"You know me too well, Hermione." Harry kept staring at the sky. "Having Severus here with me tonight would be the best gift of all my life. Better even than defeating Voldemort!"
"Harry, Snape has been this way all his life. What made you think he would change?"
This time Harry faced his friend. "I don't want Severus to change, I love him the way he is. I just... Well, I believed he could get to love me too." Tears start to stream down his face, while Hermione entwined her hands with his.
"Have you already told him the good news?"
Severus arched an eyebrow. What is she talking about?
"No. I had planned telling him tonight at the party, I was so sure he was coming with me. It's our first Christmas together and I though it would be a wonderful gift. But now I'm so confused Hermione. I really don't know what I'm going to do about it."
Hermione smiled and held Harry tight. "Whatever is your decision, Harry, Ron and I will be always by your side! Now, let's go dinner before people start making more questions?"
"Thanks, Hermione! Let's go!"
Severus turned to Black, confusion evident in his eyes. "What they were talking about, Black?"
"Curiosity killed the cat, Snivellus. Let's go back inside!"