What do we do now

Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter and friends.

A/N: I know that it hasn a n a long time since I have written anything and I

just want to apologize. I know where I want to go with this story but

sometimes it is hard to get there. Keep reading and reviewing.


Chapter Ten: The Bad Thing

Severus woke up again about an hour after Daylan had lain down whim.him.

He glanced down at his son and smiled. Daylan was curled up in a little ball

with his head tucked under his arm with his little thumb lying in his mouth.

Severus felt his heart beating in his chest and he was overcome with a surge

of happiness. His son was finally home for good.

Severus scooted away from Daylan slowly so that he didn’t wake the

sleeping child. Sitting on the edge of his bed he rubbed the sleep out of his

eyes. Today would be the first time that the rest of the staff would get to

meet his son. They would only know him as Daylan Alexander Snape.

Minerva was the only other staff member besides Dumbledore that would

know that he was once Harry Potter. It was safer this way. He hated

deceiving his colleges but his son’s safety was more important. He stood

slowly and made his way to the bathroom, he wanted to get a quick shower

before they had to be at breakfast. He turned a cast a quick alert charm on

Daylan so that he would know when he woke up.

Stepping into the shower he let the hot water hit him, he could feel his

muscles unclenching as the water hit his back. It was going to be a long day;

he just hoped that it wouldn’t be overly taxing for Daylan. He picked up the

shampoo bottle and poured a liberal amount onto his hands. Massaging the

shampoo through his hair he let his thoughts drift to the woman that was

going to be tutoring his son. He wondered what she looked like and how

Daylan would react to her.

As he was rinsing the soap out of his hair the alert charm brought him out

of his musings. Daylan was waking up. Finishing up quickly he shut the tap

off and stepped out of the shower. He cast a drying charm on his hair and

body and shrugged on his robes.

\'Daddy, where are you?\' Severus heard Daylan’s timid voice echo through

his mind.

\'I’m in the bathroom Daylan.\' He sent back to Daylan. \'You need to

come and get a bath before we go and eat up in GreaGreat Hall.\' Severus

stepped back into his room and saw Daylan cuddled up in the blankets.

\'No! I don’t wanna take a bath.\' Daylan said with his lower lip jutting out

defiantly and sliding down into the blankets further.

\'I can still see you. And yes, you are going to get a bath.\' Severus said

scooping the small boy up into his arms and carrying him to the bathroom.

\'Can you take a bath yourself or do I need to help you?\' He said as he laid

a clean towel on the sink.

\'I can take a bath all by myself.\' Daylan said crossing his arms across his

chest.

\'Fine, I will be back in five minutes to check and make sure that you are

clean.\' He leaned over the bathtub and started the water. After he made

sure that the water wasn’t to hot he filled it up a quarter adding a potion to

the water to make it turn blue and smell of sandalwood. Seeing a good

amount of bubbles filling the tub turned the tap off. \'Five minutes.\'

Severus said to the small boy standing beside the tub.

\'Do you need help getting undressed?\' He knew that buttons where

exceptionally difficult for little hands.

Severus watched as Daylan dropped his head and nodded his head yes.

\'Daylan, there is no reason to ash ashamed for needing help. All little boys

need help sometimes, and big people need help sometimes too.\'

Daylan looked at him in amazement. \'Even you need help sometimes too?\'

As if it was something extraordinary for him to need help.

\'Yes, even I need help sometimes.\' He chuckled at his son’s bewildered

expression on his face. \'Enough dawdling, into the tub. \' Severus reached

down and helped the smaller hands unbutton the pajamas and pull them up

over his head. He then took the dirty clothes and walked back out of the

bathroom. Severus waited almost ten minutes before he walked back into the

bathroom to check and make sure that Daylan had cleaned himself

adequately. Daylan was climbing out of the tub when he opened the door.

He watched as Daylan let the water out of the tub his back to him. What he

saw on his son’s back made Severus see red.

Thin white lines stood out starkly against the tanned skin. He couldn’t even

begin to count at how many there were, they ranged in length and width. He

had seen these same types of scars on one of his Slytherins before. She had

been the only daughter of an inner circle Deatheater. Being the youngest of

three she was viewed as expendable and was often at the receiving end of

her fathers violent rages. His favorite instrument for venting his anger was a

leather belt with a metal buckle.

To see these same scars on his only son’s back made him feel anger that he

hadn’t known that he possessed. Trying to calm down he turned his son to

face him.

\'Daylan, what happened to your back?\' He asked slowly trying not to let

his anger slip through. He watched as Daylan unconsciously took a step

away from him. It broke his heart to see fear in his son’s eyes, fear of

punishment and rejection.

\'I got punished. I did the bad thing.\' Daylan replied fearfully, and backed

himself into the corner. He slid down the wall and pulled his knees to his

chest, making himself as small as possible.

Severus watched his son in shock. \'Daylan my boy, its ok. I’m not angry

with you. \' He reached up grabbed the fluffy towel and held it out to the

small child. \'Here, lets get you dried off. And then you can tell me all about

what happened.\'

Daylan slowly scooted over to his daddy and let him wrap him up in the

warm towel. He laid his head on his daddy’s shoulder and he felt himself

being picked up.

Severus gave Daylan some clothes to put on and waited patiently for him to

dress. He then sat down on the bed and waited for Daylan to sit with him.

When he did Severus asked the question again. \'What happened?\'

Daylan shifted nervously beside his Daddy, what if he thought he was bad

too? He didn’t want to tell his Daddy that he did bad things; he didn’t want

to get sent away again.

\'Daylan, its ok I am not going to be mad at you. You can tell me anything.\'

Severus said trying to reassure his small son.

Daylan looked up into his Daddy’s eyes and seen that he was telling the

truth. \'I got punished with the belt because I did the bad thing. Uncle

Vernon thinks in his head that he has to punish me because I am evil and a

freak and not normal. And when I did the bad thing he got really mad and

started hitting me with his belt. This time it was with the end with the metal

thing on it, it hurt so bad Daddy!\' Daylan started bawling at the memory of

the pain and clung to his Daddy’s robes hoping that he would never let go.

\'Shush, its ok now. He can’t hurt you anymore; I’ll protect you from now

on.\' Severus held onto Daylan firmly as he rocked back in forth comforting

the small boy. \'Daylan, what it the bad thing that you did. Can you show

me? I am sure that it isn’t really a bad thing; all little boy wizards do things

with their magic sometimes.\'

Daylan glanced up at his Daddy and decided that he would show him the

bad thing. Maybe it wasn’t bad after all. He climbed out of his Daddy’s lap

and stood on the floor in front of him. Closing his eyes he concentrated.

Severus watched as his son closed his eyes tightly and then suddenly he

changed. His mouth hanging open Severus just stared. In place of his son

there was a small black wolf pup with piercing emerald eyes and a faint

white lightening bolt on his head.