The Engagement Kiss

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I promises that soon we will get to some Harry/Snape one on one, not necessarily smexin’ though that’ll happen too. But Harry needs his moment of justified anger. XD he’s always so melodramatic, aye? =+
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‘Aviva! Get over here, Harry’s in pain.’ Azar called through the link. They discovered that pain was an understatement once she and Snape reached Harry’s bed. He was arched off the bed but that was the second thing that Severus Snape noticed. Harry’s original appearance was gone; while his face still bore a resemblance to his father it was no longer identical, his green eyes were now a deep shade of emerald that resembled the other Male Ander in the room. His body also seemed more attuned, tight muscles woven over fit legs and arms and slightly wide hips giving him a slightly feminine appearance.

“At this point he needs you Severus, just to be near him.” Aviva pointed out, looking around she hissed, “Where, oh were, is your detestable headmaster?” she snarled.

“He ran away when Harry threatened to hex his balls off during the pinnacle of his pain.” Azar said, speaking aloud for the first time and surprising Severus who by this point was holding his fiancés hand, and wincing as he clutched hard enough to break. Even their voices were similar!
“Who are you?” he murmured, black eyes cold and suspicious.

Chapter 4:

“That’s a double ended question. Do you really want the answer?” Azar replied his quite voice calm and calculated, this one was careful with his words.

“I do however I can wait until Harry is back up on his feet, annoying the world again.” Snape snapped, looking down at the boy. His presence had indeed calmed him down quite a bit with his presence, something he found rather surprising like his championship of the boy. Biting back a sigh he looked at Harry’s face only to be caught in a fierce hold by his eyes. What were once stunning were now hypnotic, Snape felt as if he could be lost in those eyes. Harry felt the same staring into his professor’s dark eyes,

“I’m going to presume that the lovely sparring match I just had with my own body was the effects of the blood spell being removed?” He asked looking around, deciding that he was going to take everything as it came and process it later. Azar snickered at the choice of wording and nodded.

“Yes Potter and even I must say the result is quite an improvement.” Snape drawled, and sneered at the resulting glare.

‘Wait that was a compliment…from Snape?’ Harry thought briefly before returning his attention to the real world, as Dumbledore slinked back into the hospital wing. All of the occupants turned to glare at him and none looked happy.

“I came to remind Harry of his duties to the school, as the New Year approaches and he has yet to start any shopping.” The old man said almost whining.

“Well Albus as much as Mister Potter loves being reminded by you I’m sure, I think it would be best to remove him from Hogwarts until the school year starts, if He so desires Snape Manor is open to him.” Snape replied standing in front of the bed protectively. Dumbledore open and closed him mouth a few times before scurrying out of the hospital wing, clearly he needed to rethink what method to take when regarding the boy.

“Did you mean that Sir?” Harry asked hesitantly, surprised and somewhat pleased. Snape looked over at him,

“Severus.” He said and seeing the confused look he continued, “Call me Severus, if we’re to start this with any kind of civility than we should at least be on fist name basis.” He said deep voice soothing Harry’s nerves. The young man gave Snape a gigantic smile, “I would love to see your home, Severus and you should call me Harry, no more Potter business.” He said, and then looked over at his aunt and her companion.

“May I ask if there is more to our family?” he said softly, it felt strange to say the word with no negative connotation. It felt good too though. She gave him a soft smile,

“Many more though I doubt you’ll meet them all at once, although I’m sure my parents will wish to meet you.” She said and looked at Azar nudging him.

“I also happen to be your older brother.” He said blunt and right down to it. “Dumbledore was angry at Potter for not following his well planed schedule and having a child to early. I was too young to remember but Lilly gave me a memory. I still have it, should you like to see it, of Dumbledore yelling at Potter. They weren’t aware she was there.” He continued on pausing to let it sink in.

“But why…” Harry tried to find a way to ask why the older boy hadn’t lived with the Dursley’s and he had. Azar sighed,

“I didn’t know who the people in the memory were; you can only hear their voices, thus I had no idea that you were my brother.” He shared a glance with Aviva again before continuing on, “We weren’t even sure that Lilly was Lilly, she was severely dimmed and glamoured but there’s no denying it now.” Harry stared, he had a brother!

“Wow. I need to think.” He whispered, looking around there was so much to take in. He thought of something suddenly, looking back up,

“Can I tell my friends about all of this?” He asked. The two Ander’s glanced at each other before looking back over.

“Only if you’re positive that they will not react badly, it can be dangerous to be an un-mated Ander and unless you have the desire to jump right in with Severus however charming he is, your only claimed not off-limits.” She warned, and Harry nodded vigorously. Snape stood and looked at Harry,

“Are you well enough to re-locate? I wish to be far from the headmaster for as long as possible, he seems less and less trustworthy as the day goes on.” He asked and Harry had to agree, his own shaky trust in Dumbledore was obliterated.

“I’m fine now, I would like my trunk from my …the Dursley’s” he replied hesitating slightly, “I’d also like it if Hermione and Ron could see me, I haven’t been able to talk with them all summer.” He asked shyly. Snape didn’t look happy at the prospect of three Gryffindors in his house but nodded anyway.

“They can come as soon as you like, in fact if you wish to fire call them now you should. It would save us the trouble.” He said even managing not to sound completely snarky. Harry gave him another small simile before getting up to find Madam Pomfrey to help him gain access to the Hogwarts floo network. Snape snapped his fingers and two house elves appeared.

“What is Brevis and Zwerg be doing for youz Sir Snape?” one of the house elves asked, it was obviously the head of his house, the small tunic of green and silver gave that away. Uniforms didn’t quite count as clothes but did give the elf more freedoms.

“Brevis can you please arrange four rooms at the manor to be opened and cleaned thoroughly, and Zwerg I need you to retrieve a trunk from a muggle London home without being seen.” He said stiffly, handing the second elf a slip of paper.

“Severus, may we perhaps visit Harry during the remainder of the summer?” Azar asked to the surprise of both the potions master and Aviva, she looked ready to kill him.

“Yes, as long as you alert me or Harry before coming.” Severus said curtly, only considering for a moment denying them but that would make Harry quite angry. Even if he wasn’t sure if these people were good for Harry, there was something off about the ‘girl’.

“Harry James Potter! You will never go so long without contacting us again.” The bushy haired bookworm shrieked upon her arrival, striding foreword to envelop him in a strong hug, “You get entirely in to much trouble.” She finished fondly, while stepping back to look at him.

“Why did you take so long Mate? And why are you calling from Hogwarts?” Asked Ron as he stepped through following her, they both had balked briefly at his new appearance but mollified when an explanation was promised.

“It’s a long story… I suppose the easiest way to go about it would be; do either of you know what and Ander is?” Harry began nervously; Hermione looked at him cautiously, as did Ron.

“A bit, there a species that looks mostly human but can both have and sire children to put it politely.” She said, but her face hinted there was more. Ron looked at Harry; it was an analyzing look one Harry found that he didn’t like at all.

“Are you one then?” His best friend asked, voice hinting at nothing. Harry said nothing, waiting to see some form of reaction. Ron smiled, and threw an arm around the smaller boy’s shoulders.

“Always knew you had to end up getting weirder Mate, normal is just not good for you.” He said cheerfully, the two boys looked over at Hermione who was watching with a smile, she shrugged and nodded. Harry let out a huge sigh, one drama down one more to go.

“There’s more…do you know about the Engagement Kiss?” he asked looking down in embarrassment, and Hermione groaned.

“Oh Harry you didn’t.” she said looking at him, “Who?” she demanded. Ron looked slightly lost, Harry blushed and mumbled. Ron looked between them, and frowned getting the feeling that this wasn’t going to be good news.

“What are you two talking about?” he asked tired of being left out of the loop.

“As an Ander when he got close to maturity as a wizard his Ander instincts would’ve kicked in as well, thus making him hunger for a mate, in this case I would be as a wizard first and Ander second in his mind Harry would look for a powerful mate. The Engagement Kiss is supposed to be a step in courting and consensual but it more often happens in the heat of awakening instincts. It’s binding, legal and undoable unless you find someone stronger than whomever you kissed.” She explained, making it sound very text book and boring when it had been anything but when it happened. Harry blushed again and looked at the floor.

“Who is it Mate? Is it really that bad?” Ron asked looking at his face.

“Harry tell us we won’t care.” Hermione said trying to reassure him. He mumbled again but their annoyed glares told him that wasn’t good enough.

“Professor Severus Snape” Harry whispered barely audible, awaiting the judgment of his best friends.


-sigh- I’m not thrilled with this chapter at all. 1. Its boring as all hell. XD 2. It was a pain to write where it was supposed to be easy. Though I had a minor real life rearing its ugly head thing going on so that accounted for some of the extra time this took. Anyawy! I hadn’t decided on Hermione and Ron’s position until I wrote it and I’m still not sure how I’ll have them react. =P And they are not necessarily together so paring suggestions are open!! (ps goto my site. XD myfanfictioncentral –dot- webs –dot- com)