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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
48
Views:
69,780
Reviews:
251
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
2
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Angry Lionness
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Title: Scarred Souls
Author: Misty Moonlight/Co-author: QueenBoadicea
Pairings: Severus/Harry
Published: 12/10/2008
Summary: A widowed Harry must bond with Snape in order to save his daughter’s life. Sev gains a family, for better or worse, and the hearts of two scarred souls will be changed forever.
Warnings: Romance, Drama, Angst, Alternate Universe, Sexual Situations, Hurt/Comfort, M/M, Slash, Anal, Language, Humor, possible MPreg, Bonding, Original Characters, Family, OOC-ness,
non-canon, WIP
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A/N: A special “Thank you” to all who reviewed the last chapter and I hope you enjoy this update and it meets your expectations.
Chapter 7: Angry Lioness
“Severus!” Arthur greeted Snape. “Yes.... why yes.... of course, we were both surprised when the children told us you were alive. As I am sure you expected, Molly and I were indeed shocked to learn that you had survived that horrible attack at the Shrieking Shack. It was a tragic day for all of us.”
Arthur stopped for a moment thinking of past dark memories and demons before murmuring, “So many losses... so much pain and heartbreak.”
He waited and looked nervously at Molly before continuing, “We could hardly believe it when they told us that you lived through it and had been helping out the healers at St. Mungo’s all these years. After the war, I had gone back to work at the Ministry and assumed as did everyone else that you had been killed during the war and your body eaten by Nagini. Oh, yes, there were rumors floating around, but no one ever actually believed them to be true. I mean, who would have thought that anyone could have... I mean... from what Harry and Hermione had shown us with their memories... it didn’t seem possible that you could have survived. Now I can see with my own eyes how very wrong we all were, weren’t we? Well, um, I am truly very sorry for that Severus. I am sorry... yes... but regardless of what you have been through, Harry doesn’t deserve this.”
Severus was leaning against the mantle listening to Arthur and staring back at them with his cold black eyes. He had put a glamour on himself and taken his anti-seizure and pain potions before arriving at the Burrow. He observed that Weasley was trying his best to keep a firm hand on his wife’s arm to keep her from jumping at him and his face was getting red from the exertion of trying to explain himself and at the same time holding on to her. Molly’s eyes were bright with anger and her lips set in a firm tight-lipped expression.
Severus knew she was nearing the breaking point and that it would come at any moment so he continued to watch and wait. After all, he was rather enjoying their torment as it made everything so much more pleasurable for him. Why not, he thought, after everything he had been through and suffered all alone? The joy of revenge was so sweet that he could taste it and he reveled in that knowledge.
“How dare you!” Molly hissed. “How could you? Whatever were you thinking? He is much too young and doesn’t even love you nor you him. He has his other children to think about too for Merlin’s sake! The twins.... I will not allow this farce to go any further.... No, I won’t.... You, Severus Tobias Snape, blackmailed Harry into participating in an Unbreakable Vow using an innocent child who was deathly ill.... his baby... and my granddaughter.”
The mother lioness was protecting her cub who was sitting at the kitchen table with his friends watching the action unfold with wide eyes. Severus smiled at Molly, knowing that it would send her off the deep end and it did.
“Molly dear, please be careful what you say,” Arthur pleaded.
Shaking off Arthur’s hand from her arm, Molly stalked forward until she was standing right in front of Severus. Staring up at him, she lifted her hand and struck him hard across the face, causing his head to hit the mantle behind him from the force of her blow.
“MOLLY!” Arthur ran forward and pulled her back.
Harry had jumped up out of his chair and was already standing in front of Severus.
“Are you alright?” Harry asked in concern, lifting his own hand up with the intention to inspect the back of Severus’ head for any damage but before he could even touch it found his hand being caught and held in a tight grip then being pushed away.
“I am fine.... Do not try to touch me ever again without my permission,” Severus warned.
Ron was still sitting with Hermione and keeping a long arm wrapped around her to keep his wife from getting up and entering the fray. The love of his life was pregnant and he didn’t want anything to happen to her or their unborn baby.
“Oh, Ron, do something... anything,” Hermione pleaded.
“They will be fine, Mione. don’t you worry,” Ron answered, patting her knee affectionately and giving her a quick peck on the cheek before grabbing a biscuit and stuffing it into his mouth while mumbling, “Let’s just watch the fireworks and see what happens next.”
“RONALD!” Hermione scolded giving him an angry look.
“Mum... Molly... please... I know you’re upset, and believe me so am I, but fighting won’t help anyone,” Harry beseeched his foster mother.
“Harry’s right, dear,” Arthur added giving his wife a kiss on the top of her head. “We need to talk together, not fight, and figure out a way to help Harry and the children.”
Molly looked up at Arthur with tears in her eyes and then turned to Harry and pulled him into a bone-crushing hug.
“Don’t you worry about a thing, Harry dear,” she promised giving him a kiss and patting his cheek. “Arthur’s right; we will work something out.”
“There has to be some way out of this,” Molly whispered. “There must be a law or something else that we can use to our advantage to break the vow you were forced into.”
She looked at Arthur then towards Hermione but from the looks on their faces knew that they were grasping at straws.
“Perhaps I can talk with someone tomorrow at the Ministry who specializes in this sort of predicament,” Arthur ventured, giving Harry an apologetic look because deep down he knew it was too late to do anything about it. The Vow was taken and could not be undone.
“That will not be necessary,” Severus finally spoke up.
All eyes turned to look at him and he continued, “Potter and I will be bonded tonight. He knew what he was doing and what he was getting into. He made a pact with ‘the devil’ as you may call it and cannot back out now. It was his choice. Although I am sure you wish there were a way, I can assure you there is not and that you are all fools. By the looks on your faces, I can see that you all want to hex me to death but, alas, that would kill your precious Harry Potter as well and you wouldn’t want that, I am sure. We have participated in the Unbreakable Vow and now the bonding ceremony will take place to complete the bond and vow between us. I have already notified the Ministry and they are sending an official over to commence in our nuptials. He should be arriving at any moment. So I would suggest you get ready now because there is not much time left and I will not be kept waiting while you all run around like a flock of hippogriffs without your heads.”
“Tonight.... now... we can’t... it’s too soon. I haven’t even talked to my sons yet,” Harry blurted out in a rush.
“That’s too bad then, isn’t it, Potter? Your precious little duo of troublemakers will be in for one big surprise when they wake up tomorrow morning and find out they have a new father living in their midst.” Severus gloated seeing the angry look on Harry’s face and then added, “I am sure your brats... no wait.... I meant to say ‘our’ little hellions, will be very unhappy to learn that I, unlike their loving daddy, have a zero tolerance level for any mischievous behavior of which I have learned they have been allowed to display so flagrantly in the past. I will not tolerate it nor hesitate to punish them accordingly and swiftly for any outward sign of defiance of my authority.”
“Now just wait one moment!” Molly cried.
“Hey, you just can’t take control of my godsons's lives like that, you snot-nosed greasy git.” Ron added. “Who died and made you king of the manor anyway!”
“You will never lay a hand on either of my sons or, by Merlin, I will hex you and the Unbreakable Vow be damned,” Harry hissed, reaching down to pull out his wand. Hermione stopped him by laying a gentle hand in warning to his shoulder.
They were startled, but not Severus, when the fireplace roared to life and an official in Ministry dress robes stepped out and into the kitchen seeing them all gathered together in the middle of the floor.
“Well, are we ready to begin the happy nuptials?” he smiled in greeting to the small group standing in front of him, not noticing the sick look on all the faces but one.
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James, Albus and Timothy had listened attentively to the voices coming through the Extendable Ears but had to give up when the other end broke off, thanks to the new kitten now living at the Burrow that was playing with it at the bottom of the stairs and tossing it around like a mouse. They had heard enough to know what was going on, at least up to the part when Grandma Weasley punched Snape in the face, and they hoped it was right in his big nose. Now they were walking back and forth in their bedroom, worriedly discussing what was going on below.
“I can’t believe it. Just wait until our friends find out that Hogwarts's long-thought dead and evil greasy-haired git, Professor Snape, is alive and haunting our family. What are we going to do?” Al was running his fingers through his hair in the same manner Harry did when agitated.
“We, little brother, are going to make his life a living hell, that’s what we’re gonna do,” James promised with a dark scowl on his face. “Yes, you and I are going make Snivellus rue the day he decided to mess with our Dad and family.”
“Wow, this is going to be fun. What can I do to help?” Timothy put in, not wanting to be left out.
“You, dear cousin, can help us gather up all of Uncle Fred and George’s old Wizard Wheezes joke shop boxes in the attic including any of their other Weasley memorabilia,” James told him with a huge grin on his face and they left the room together in a rush to do some treasure hunting. Thus they remained unaware of what else was happening downstairs.
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“You may join hands,” the Minister told them and held his wand a loft whispering a prayer over the both of them.
Harry and Snape were both standing next to each other facing the Minister with their backs to the fireplace. Molly and Hermione were sitting together on a small couch Arthur had conjured up for them and were busy dabbing their wet eyes. Ron and Arthur were standing on either side of the grooms with angry looks on their faces. Severus was holding Harry’s hand so tight that it felt like the circulation was being cut off.
“Dear family and friends. We are gathered....”
Severus cut off the Minister in mid-sentence. “Oh, for the love of Merlin! You can quit with all the ceremonial formality bullshit and just get to the vows, and make them as short as you can, would you? I am getting a blasted headache.”
“Honestly!” Molly gasped.
Sputtering, “Why yes, of course, Mr. Snape, if that is your wish.”
The Minister hesitated for just a second more and when Severus added with venom in his voice, “What the hell do you think? Of course it is, you imbecile.”
The Minister then proceeded at a much faster pace so that he could get the hell out of there and back to a friendlier atmosphere. In all his years of officiating over bonding ceremonies, he had never in his life encountered such a rude man as this Severus Tobias Snape and felt sorry for the handsome young man standing beside him.
“Do you have the rings?” he asked.
Severus pulled a pair of identical wedding bands of his robes (one was notably smaller than the other) and held them out to the Minister who blessed each of them before handing them back over rather quickly to the strange man in black.
“Do you, Severus Tobias Snape, take Harry James Potter as your lawfully wedded spouse and bonded?”
“I do,” Severus responded looking down into Harry’s emerald eyes and slipping the smaller ring on the finger of his left hand.
Do you, Harry James Potter, take Severus Tobias Snape as your lawfully wedded spouse and bonded?”
“I do,” Harry also responded taking the larger ring from Snape’s hand and placing it on his ring finger.
“Then by all the powers invested in me as Minister of Marriage, I do hereby pronounce Severus and Harry as husbands and bonded. Mr. Snape, you may kiss your husband to seal the bond.”
With a disgusted look on his face, Severus pulled a blushing Harry into his arms and kissed him harshly on the lips but not before whispering in his ear the words, “Welcome to hell, my dear husband.”
“Yew, that’s just so gross!” Ron gagged from the background.
“Oh, poor Harry,” Hermione sobbed.
Molly stood quietly next to Arthur holding his hand tightly while sending Snape a warning message with her eyes, letting him know he had better not harm their “son” and grandchildren or face her wrath.
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Harry stepped out of the fireplace and into the living room of his home that he had once shared happily with his beloved Ginny to wait for Snape’s arrival. After the ceremony, Snape had told Harry that he would meet him back at “their” house and then left without another word to go back to Spinner’s End to get his belongings. After much persuasion from Molly, Harry had decided to leave the boys at the Burrow with their Grandparents for the rest of the night. He had desperately wanted to go upstairs and see his sons so he could explain to them what had happened before they found out another way but Molly talked him out of it. Since it was so late, she had told him they were probably sound asleep and it would be better to just let them rest so they would be fresh the next morning when he told them the bad news.
Knowing he would get no sleep this night, Harry wanted to be sure to get up early and head back to the Burrow. He hoped to accomplish this before his twin boys woke up because he knew the twins had a very bad tendency of using the floo network without permission so they could travel back and forth between their homes. It set everyone’s nerves on edge, something they rather enjoyed. He knew James and Albus were not going to accept Snape into their family, not without a fight, and he dreaded what kind of stunts he knew they would try to pull on Snape.
He walked over to one of the many family portraits hanging on the walls in the room and stared up at the smiling image of Ginny that was waving to him and blowing kisses.
“What am I going to do, my love? What have I done by bonding with Snape? What have I gotten our family into? Before you died you asked me to do anything in my power, if it came to saving our Lily’s life, and I promised you that I would never let anything happen to Lily or our sons. No matter what it was, I am pretty sure you did not expect this to happen to us. Oh, dear Merlin, I miss you so much, Ginny!”
Harry fell on his knees and began to sob clutching one of Lily’s stuffed animals that was lying on the floor. He didn’t hear any anything until a voice spoke sarcastically a few minutes later from behind him.
“Stop being a baby, Potter, and get up. We need to talk.”
Harry closed his eyes and stood up then turned to face his new husband. Snape was standing beside the fireplace with two large trunks. He was staring down his large nose at Harry with a look on his face like he had just swallowed one of Professor Dumbledore’s sour gumballs.
Harry tilted his chin up and looked right back into Snape’s black eyes. He refused to be intimidated by his new husband. He decided at that moment he would not be the first one to speak so waited to hear what Snape had to say. He noticed that the glamour had been removed and could see the jagged scars on his face and long neck. Harry still had the lightening bolt scar on his forehead but it had faded significantly since the demise of Voldemort but he found himself sympathizing with the man.
“I want you to show me around our home, especially where the bedrooms are. I will also need a lab to brew my potions in, which will be off limits to everyone but myself, and must be far enough away from the living quarters.”
“We have a very large basement that could be changed into one,” Harry offered.
“Very well, I will check it out for myself then to see whether or not it will be sufficient enough to satisfy my requirements. If the space does meet my needs, then I will be making the necessary changes to it including placing wards around the parameters to keep out your troublesome brats.”
“Now just wait a darn minute, Snape! I understand that you need your work space and that potion labs are dangerous but there is no need to be insulting. I will be sure to keep my boys away from it, and you, especially when you’re working down there. I don’t want them harmed by anything in it either. They are not stupid, just a little bit curious, and once in awhile James and Albus do need a firm hand to keep them in line.”
“Oh, I assure you Potter, they will have just that.”
“You will not lay a hand on either one of my children. If they need discipline, then it will be I who dispenses it to them, not you,” Harry shouted.
Ignoring Harry’s outburst, Snape walked around the room inspecting it with hawk-like eyes and dragging a finger along the wall with his black robes billowing around him like there was a breeze in the room.
“After you show me around, I will decide what changes need to be made in this house. I can see just from the look of things in this room that adjustments are needed throughout and will personally see to it that that my wishes are complied with by the end of this week. I will require order in our home and those who do not listen and abide by my word will be punished effectively.”
“Listen to me very carefully, Snape! You just can’t waltz into our home making threats and decide to take it over by making changes to it in order to satisfy your own individual whims. You are not living alone now and have to take into consideration the fact that there are children living in this house too. You can’t expect, and I certainly will not, that they give up everything they have been used for their entire life just because you say your word is law. It just won’t happen. I will not allow you to barge into my home and become another Dark Lord who thinks he is going to rule over all of us.”
Snape stalked up to Harry causing him to step back a few feet and bump into the sofa before falling down on it with a slight bounce.
“You will cease your tongue or I will shut it for you myself,” he warned Harry.
Harry frowned up at him and began to open his mouth to speak when Snape wagged a long finger at him saying, “Tsk, tsk, tsk, Potter. This is my last warning. You have been warned. Open your mouth again without permission and face the consequences.”
They both stared at each other for several minutes before Snape reached down and hauled Harry up by one arm and off the sofa.
“You will come with me, Potter, and show me around the premises but do not speak until I ask you a question.”
Severus stalked out of the room with Harry following at a safe distance. It took nearly an hour to finish the tour of the house and now they were back in the upstairs hallway staring at each other again for what seemed like the millionth time that day.
Harry was getting nervous now, since they were alone, and he was at Snape’s mercy and in a way under his control thanks to the Unbreakable Vow. He suddenly thought, what if Snape wants to seal their bond further by raping him and then having a good laugh over it at Harry’s expense? That certainly would humiliate Harry more than anything the Marauders ever did to Snape. He jumped a little when Snape finally spoke breaking the silence.
“I will be taking the empty bedroom down the end of the hall.”
Harry looked up at him and nodded his head saying, “Good choice. It’s the largest one in the house, next to mine of course, and has its own private bath and balcony with a beautiful view of the flower garden. It’s private and away from the children, which is what you want.”
Snape stood there staring down at him then turned his back and disappeared down the hallway towards his new room. Harry waited a moment watching his husband, then went into his own room and locked the door behind him before falling down on top of his bed and into a deep slumber.
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The sun hadn’t even risen before Harry was woken up by the loud sound of running footsteps on the staircase and which were now heading up the hall towards his bedroom.
“Dad! Dad!” James voice yelled. “Dad, get out of bed, we’re home and gotta talk to you.”
“Yea, Dad, get up, it’s really important!” Albus shouted.
Cursing, Harry jumped up and ran for the door, using his wand to open the locks and running into the hallway, but it was too late.
“WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON HERE?” roared Snape’s voice from down the other end of the hallway and everyone froze as Snape’s tall, dark figure suddenly appeared before them.
TBC
Stay tuned for next chapter in which the boys welcome Snape into the family. The fireworks are just beginning to start and Lily will be coming home too. Don’t worry ! Snape and Harry will end up in bed but the question is when? Sorry, you will have to wait because I am going to surprise you and no one will know when it will happen.
Please review and let me know what you think. I hope you liked it.
Title: Scarred Souls
Author: Misty Moonlight/Co-author: QueenBoadicea
Pairings: Severus/Harry
Published: 12/10/2008
Summary: A widowed Harry must bond with Snape in order to save his daughter’s life. Sev gains a family, for better or worse, and the hearts of two scarred souls will be changed forever.
Warnings: Romance, Drama, Angst, Alternate Universe, Sexual Situations, Hurt/Comfort, M/M, Slash, Anal, Language, Humor, possible MPreg, Bonding, Original Characters, Family, OOC-ness,
non-canon, WIP
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A/N: A special “Thank you” to all who reviewed the last chapter and I hope you enjoy this update and it meets your expectations.
Chapter 7: Angry Lioness
“Severus!” Arthur greeted Snape. “Yes.... why yes.... of course, we were both surprised when the children told us you were alive. As I am sure you expected, Molly and I were indeed shocked to learn that you had survived that horrible attack at the Shrieking Shack. It was a tragic day for all of us.”
Arthur stopped for a moment thinking of past dark memories and demons before murmuring, “So many losses... so much pain and heartbreak.”
He waited and looked nervously at Molly before continuing, “We could hardly believe it when they told us that you lived through it and had been helping out the healers at St. Mungo’s all these years. After the war, I had gone back to work at the Ministry and assumed as did everyone else that you had been killed during the war and your body eaten by Nagini. Oh, yes, there were rumors floating around, but no one ever actually believed them to be true. I mean, who would have thought that anyone could have... I mean... from what Harry and Hermione had shown us with their memories... it didn’t seem possible that you could have survived. Now I can see with my own eyes how very wrong we all were, weren’t we? Well, um, I am truly very sorry for that Severus. I am sorry... yes... but regardless of what you have been through, Harry doesn’t deserve this.”
Severus was leaning against the mantle listening to Arthur and staring back at them with his cold black eyes. He had put a glamour on himself and taken his anti-seizure and pain potions before arriving at the Burrow. He observed that Weasley was trying his best to keep a firm hand on his wife’s arm to keep her from jumping at him and his face was getting red from the exertion of trying to explain himself and at the same time holding on to her. Molly’s eyes were bright with anger and her lips set in a firm tight-lipped expression.
Severus knew she was nearing the breaking point and that it would come at any moment so he continued to watch and wait. After all, he was rather enjoying their torment as it made everything so much more pleasurable for him. Why not, he thought, after everything he had been through and suffered all alone? The joy of revenge was so sweet that he could taste it and he reveled in that knowledge.
“How dare you!” Molly hissed. “How could you? Whatever were you thinking? He is much too young and doesn’t even love you nor you him. He has his other children to think about too for Merlin’s sake! The twins.... I will not allow this farce to go any further.... No, I won’t.... You, Severus Tobias Snape, blackmailed Harry into participating in an Unbreakable Vow using an innocent child who was deathly ill.... his baby... and my granddaughter.”
The mother lioness was protecting her cub who was sitting at the kitchen table with his friends watching the action unfold with wide eyes. Severus smiled at Molly, knowing that it would send her off the deep end and it did.
“Molly dear, please be careful what you say,” Arthur pleaded.
Shaking off Arthur’s hand from her arm, Molly stalked forward until she was standing right in front of Severus. Staring up at him, she lifted her hand and struck him hard across the face, causing his head to hit the mantle behind him from the force of her blow.
“MOLLY!” Arthur ran forward and pulled her back.
Harry had jumped up out of his chair and was already standing in front of Severus.
“Are you alright?” Harry asked in concern, lifting his own hand up with the intention to inspect the back of Severus’ head for any damage but before he could even touch it found his hand being caught and held in a tight grip then being pushed away.
“I am fine.... Do not try to touch me ever again without my permission,” Severus warned.
Ron was still sitting with Hermione and keeping a long arm wrapped around her to keep his wife from getting up and entering the fray. The love of his life was pregnant and he didn’t want anything to happen to her or their unborn baby.
“Oh, Ron, do something... anything,” Hermione pleaded.
“They will be fine, Mione. don’t you worry,” Ron answered, patting her knee affectionately and giving her a quick peck on the cheek before grabbing a biscuit and stuffing it into his mouth while mumbling, “Let’s just watch the fireworks and see what happens next.”
“RONALD!” Hermione scolded giving him an angry look.
“Mum... Molly... please... I know you’re upset, and believe me so am I, but fighting won’t help anyone,” Harry beseeched his foster mother.
“Harry’s right, dear,” Arthur added giving his wife a kiss on the top of her head. “We need to talk together, not fight, and figure out a way to help Harry and the children.”
Molly looked up at Arthur with tears in her eyes and then turned to Harry and pulled him into a bone-crushing hug.
“Don’t you worry about a thing, Harry dear,” she promised giving him a kiss and patting his cheek. “Arthur’s right; we will work something out.”
“There has to be some way out of this,” Molly whispered. “There must be a law or something else that we can use to our advantage to break the vow you were forced into.”
She looked at Arthur then towards Hermione but from the looks on their faces knew that they were grasping at straws.
“Perhaps I can talk with someone tomorrow at the Ministry who specializes in this sort of predicament,” Arthur ventured, giving Harry an apologetic look because deep down he knew it was too late to do anything about it. The Vow was taken and could not be undone.
“That will not be necessary,” Severus finally spoke up.
All eyes turned to look at him and he continued, “Potter and I will be bonded tonight. He knew what he was doing and what he was getting into. He made a pact with ‘the devil’ as you may call it and cannot back out now. It was his choice. Although I am sure you wish there were a way, I can assure you there is not and that you are all fools. By the looks on your faces, I can see that you all want to hex me to death but, alas, that would kill your precious Harry Potter as well and you wouldn’t want that, I am sure. We have participated in the Unbreakable Vow and now the bonding ceremony will take place to complete the bond and vow between us. I have already notified the Ministry and they are sending an official over to commence in our nuptials. He should be arriving at any moment. So I would suggest you get ready now because there is not much time left and I will not be kept waiting while you all run around like a flock of hippogriffs without your heads.”
“Tonight.... now... we can’t... it’s too soon. I haven’t even talked to my sons yet,” Harry blurted out in a rush.
“That’s too bad then, isn’t it, Potter? Your precious little duo of troublemakers will be in for one big surprise when they wake up tomorrow morning and find out they have a new father living in their midst.” Severus gloated seeing the angry look on Harry’s face and then added, “I am sure your brats... no wait.... I meant to say ‘our’ little hellions, will be very unhappy to learn that I, unlike their loving daddy, have a zero tolerance level for any mischievous behavior of which I have learned they have been allowed to display so flagrantly in the past. I will not tolerate it nor hesitate to punish them accordingly and swiftly for any outward sign of defiance of my authority.”
“Now just wait one moment!” Molly cried.
“Hey, you just can’t take control of my godsons's lives like that, you snot-nosed greasy git.” Ron added. “Who died and made you king of the manor anyway!”
“You will never lay a hand on either of my sons or, by Merlin, I will hex you and the Unbreakable Vow be damned,” Harry hissed, reaching down to pull out his wand. Hermione stopped him by laying a gentle hand in warning to his shoulder.
They were startled, but not Severus, when the fireplace roared to life and an official in Ministry dress robes stepped out and into the kitchen seeing them all gathered together in the middle of the floor.
“Well, are we ready to begin the happy nuptials?” he smiled in greeting to the small group standing in front of him, not noticing the sick look on all the faces but one.
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James, Albus and Timothy had listened attentively to the voices coming through the Extendable Ears but had to give up when the other end broke off, thanks to the new kitten now living at the Burrow that was playing with it at the bottom of the stairs and tossing it around like a mouse. They had heard enough to know what was going on, at least up to the part when Grandma Weasley punched Snape in the face, and they hoped it was right in his big nose. Now they were walking back and forth in their bedroom, worriedly discussing what was going on below.
“I can’t believe it. Just wait until our friends find out that Hogwarts's long-thought dead and evil greasy-haired git, Professor Snape, is alive and haunting our family. What are we going to do?” Al was running his fingers through his hair in the same manner Harry did when agitated.
“We, little brother, are going to make his life a living hell, that’s what we’re gonna do,” James promised with a dark scowl on his face. “Yes, you and I are going make Snivellus rue the day he decided to mess with our Dad and family.”
“Wow, this is going to be fun. What can I do to help?” Timothy put in, not wanting to be left out.
“You, dear cousin, can help us gather up all of Uncle Fred and George’s old Wizard Wheezes joke shop boxes in the attic including any of their other Weasley memorabilia,” James told him with a huge grin on his face and they left the room together in a rush to do some treasure hunting. Thus they remained unaware of what else was happening downstairs.
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“You may join hands,” the Minister told them and held his wand a loft whispering a prayer over the both of them.
Harry and Snape were both standing next to each other facing the Minister with their backs to the fireplace. Molly and Hermione were sitting together on a small couch Arthur had conjured up for them and were busy dabbing their wet eyes. Ron and Arthur were standing on either side of the grooms with angry looks on their faces. Severus was holding Harry’s hand so tight that it felt like the circulation was being cut off.
“Dear family and friends. We are gathered....”
Severus cut off the Minister in mid-sentence. “Oh, for the love of Merlin! You can quit with all the ceremonial formality bullshit and just get to the vows, and make them as short as you can, would you? I am getting a blasted headache.”
“Honestly!” Molly gasped.
Sputtering, “Why yes, of course, Mr. Snape, if that is your wish.”
The Minister hesitated for just a second more and when Severus added with venom in his voice, “What the hell do you think? Of course it is, you imbecile.”
The Minister then proceeded at a much faster pace so that he could get the hell out of there and back to a friendlier atmosphere. In all his years of officiating over bonding ceremonies, he had never in his life encountered such a rude man as this Severus Tobias Snape and felt sorry for the handsome young man standing beside him.
“Do you have the rings?” he asked.
Severus pulled a pair of identical wedding bands of his robes (one was notably smaller than the other) and held them out to the Minister who blessed each of them before handing them back over rather quickly to the strange man in black.
“Do you, Severus Tobias Snape, take Harry James Potter as your lawfully wedded spouse and bonded?”
“I do,” Severus responded looking down into Harry’s emerald eyes and slipping the smaller ring on the finger of his left hand.
Do you, Harry James Potter, take Severus Tobias Snape as your lawfully wedded spouse and bonded?”
“I do,” Harry also responded taking the larger ring from Snape’s hand and placing it on his ring finger.
“Then by all the powers invested in me as Minister of Marriage, I do hereby pronounce Severus and Harry as husbands and bonded. Mr. Snape, you may kiss your husband to seal the bond.”
With a disgusted look on his face, Severus pulled a blushing Harry into his arms and kissed him harshly on the lips but not before whispering in his ear the words, “Welcome to hell, my dear husband.”
“Yew, that’s just so gross!” Ron gagged from the background.
“Oh, poor Harry,” Hermione sobbed.
Molly stood quietly next to Arthur holding his hand tightly while sending Snape a warning message with her eyes, letting him know he had better not harm their “son” and grandchildren or face her wrath.
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Harry stepped out of the fireplace and into the living room of his home that he had once shared happily with his beloved Ginny to wait for Snape’s arrival. After the ceremony, Snape had told Harry that he would meet him back at “their” house and then left without another word to go back to Spinner’s End to get his belongings. After much persuasion from Molly, Harry had decided to leave the boys at the Burrow with their Grandparents for the rest of the night. He had desperately wanted to go upstairs and see his sons so he could explain to them what had happened before they found out another way but Molly talked him out of it. Since it was so late, she had told him they were probably sound asleep and it would be better to just let them rest so they would be fresh the next morning when he told them the bad news.
Knowing he would get no sleep this night, Harry wanted to be sure to get up early and head back to the Burrow. He hoped to accomplish this before his twin boys woke up because he knew the twins had a very bad tendency of using the floo network without permission so they could travel back and forth between their homes. It set everyone’s nerves on edge, something they rather enjoyed. He knew James and Albus were not going to accept Snape into their family, not without a fight, and he dreaded what kind of stunts he knew they would try to pull on Snape.
He walked over to one of the many family portraits hanging on the walls in the room and stared up at the smiling image of Ginny that was waving to him and blowing kisses.
“What am I going to do, my love? What have I done by bonding with Snape? What have I gotten our family into? Before you died you asked me to do anything in my power, if it came to saving our Lily’s life, and I promised you that I would never let anything happen to Lily or our sons. No matter what it was, I am pretty sure you did not expect this to happen to us. Oh, dear Merlin, I miss you so much, Ginny!”
Harry fell on his knees and began to sob clutching one of Lily’s stuffed animals that was lying on the floor. He didn’t hear any anything until a voice spoke sarcastically a few minutes later from behind him.
“Stop being a baby, Potter, and get up. We need to talk.”
Harry closed his eyes and stood up then turned to face his new husband. Snape was standing beside the fireplace with two large trunks. He was staring down his large nose at Harry with a look on his face like he had just swallowed one of Professor Dumbledore’s sour gumballs.
Harry tilted his chin up and looked right back into Snape’s black eyes. He refused to be intimidated by his new husband. He decided at that moment he would not be the first one to speak so waited to hear what Snape had to say. He noticed that the glamour had been removed and could see the jagged scars on his face and long neck. Harry still had the lightening bolt scar on his forehead but it had faded significantly since the demise of Voldemort but he found himself sympathizing with the man.
“I want you to show me around our home, especially where the bedrooms are. I will also need a lab to brew my potions in, which will be off limits to everyone but myself, and must be far enough away from the living quarters.”
“We have a very large basement that could be changed into one,” Harry offered.
“Very well, I will check it out for myself then to see whether or not it will be sufficient enough to satisfy my requirements. If the space does meet my needs, then I will be making the necessary changes to it including placing wards around the parameters to keep out your troublesome brats.”
“Now just wait a darn minute, Snape! I understand that you need your work space and that potion labs are dangerous but there is no need to be insulting. I will be sure to keep my boys away from it, and you, especially when you’re working down there. I don’t want them harmed by anything in it either. They are not stupid, just a little bit curious, and once in awhile James and Albus do need a firm hand to keep them in line.”
“Oh, I assure you Potter, they will have just that.”
“You will not lay a hand on either one of my children. If they need discipline, then it will be I who dispenses it to them, not you,” Harry shouted.
Ignoring Harry’s outburst, Snape walked around the room inspecting it with hawk-like eyes and dragging a finger along the wall with his black robes billowing around him like there was a breeze in the room.
“After you show me around, I will decide what changes need to be made in this house. I can see just from the look of things in this room that adjustments are needed throughout and will personally see to it that that my wishes are complied with by the end of this week. I will require order in our home and those who do not listen and abide by my word will be punished effectively.”
“Listen to me very carefully, Snape! You just can’t waltz into our home making threats and decide to take it over by making changes to it in order to satisfy your own individual whims. You are not living alone now and have to take into consideration the fact that there are children living in this house too. You can’t expect, and I certainly will not, that they give up everything they have been used for their entire life just because you say your word is law. It just won’t happen. I will not allow you to barge into my home and become another Dark Lord who thinks he is going to rule over all of us.”
Snape stalked up to Harry causing him to step back a few feet and bump into the sofa before falling down on it with a slight bounce.
“You will cease your tongue or I will shut it for you myself,” he warned Harry.
Harry frowned up at him and began to open his mouth to speak when Snape wagged a long finger at him saying, “Tsk, tsk, tsk, Potter. This is my last warning. You have been warned. Open your mouth again without permission and face the consequences.”
They both stared at each other for several minutes before Snape reached down and hauled Harry up by one arm and off the sofa.
“You will come with me, Potter, and show me around the premises but do not speak until I ask you a question.”
Severus stalked out of the room with Harry following at a safe distance. It took nearly an hour to finish the tour of the house and now they were back in the upstairs hallway staring at each other again for what seemed like the millionth time that day.
Harry was getting nervous now, since they were alone, and he was at Snape’s mercy and in a way under his control thanks to the Unbreakable Vow. He suddenly thought, what if Snape wants to seal their bond further by raping him and then having a good laugh over it at Harry’s expense? That certainly would humiliate Harry more than anything the Marauders ever did to Snape. He jumped a little when Snape finally spoke breaking the silence.
“I will be taking the empty bedroom down the end of the hall.”
Harry looked up at him and nodded his head saying, “Good choice. It’s the largest one in the house, next to mine of course, and has its own private bath and balcony with a beautiful view of the flower garden. It’s private and away from the children, which is what you want.”
Snape stood there staring down at him then turned his back and disappeared down the hallway towards his new room. Harry waited a moment watching his husband, then went into his own room and locked the door behind him before falling down on top of his bed and into a deep slumber.
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The sun hadn’t even risen before Harry was woken up by the loud sound of running footsteps on the staircase and which were now heading up the hall towards his bedroom.
“Dad! Dad!” James voice yelled. “Dad, get out of bed, we’re home and gotta talk to you.”
“Yea, Dad, get up, it’s really important!” Albus shouted.
Cursing, Harry jumped up and ran for the door, using his wand to open the locks and running into the hallway, but it was too late.
“WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON HERE?” roared Snape’s voice from down the other end of the hallway and everyone froze as Snape’s tall, dark figure suddenly appeared before them.
TBC
Stay tuned for next chapter in which the boys welcome Snape into the family. The fireworks are just beginning to start and Lily will be coming home too. Don’t worry ! Snape and Harry will end up in bed but the question is when? Sorry, you will have to wait because I am going to surprise you and no one will know when it will happen.
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