How Severus Spends His Summer Hols

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A/N~ Originally this was to have been one chapter entailing the demise of Morgan Taylor. Once I began writing it was obvious that it was simply too much to put into one chapter. This chapter deals with the arrival of the Malfoys and how Harry reacts to seeing his former tormenter face to face.

This chapter is unbeta’d although I have gone over it several times, my beta, golden snitch was visited by plague demons and is recovering. I hope. I also want to thank everyone that has read and reviewed; it does mean a lot to me and gears me to write more. I do apologize for the chapter taking longer to come out this time, but this is the time of year that all the nasty germs come out and my voice program was not able to recognize my voice because of a cold.


The next day passed by quickly as Severus and Harry did all that they could to make sure there would be enough furniture in the new house for themselves and for their guests. From what Severus had told Harry, the Malfoys would most likely stay for several days since Lucius and he had not seen each other in quite sometime and they wanted a chance to catch up. Harry was not terribly amused at the thought of having to entertain his husband’s godson during that time, but he would do it with a modicum of fuss simply because he was now a Snape and he had no desire to embarrass his husband with childish behaviour. He had resigned himself to excellent behaviour regardless of what Draco did to push his buttons.

Damon had elected to go out and help the boys set things up and make a few temporary repairs on the long driveway so that it would be easier going for guests. Grant had promised to come by when he finished with his last patient so that they could be there for Harry while Severus took care of business. Around three in the afternoon Harry pulled Severus to one side and wrapped his arms around his waist, needing the comfort the closeness of his mate would bring.

“Are you okay, Harry?” Severus asked as he rubbed gentle circles on the younger man’s shoulders. Harry nodded that he was and sighed softly as he snuggled in closer to the older man’s skin.

“I’m fine Husband, just needed a little break for a moment,” he said as he pulled back and looked up into the taller man’s face. Severus leaned down and kissed his mate thoroughly, running his tongue along Harry’s closed mouth until he parted his lips and Sev could dip his tongue in and taste his young husband.

“Getting tired? Would you like to go have a lie down?” he asked as he stroked the hair back from the tanned face of the boy who lived. Harry smiled as he pulled away from his husband and sat down on one of the chairs that had been delivered by friends of Damon.

“No, maybe in a little while,” Harry said as he reached back to gather his hair off his shoulders and pull it through a hair band his husband handed him. He’d worn it down most of the day just getting used to how it felt loose, he’d finally decided that he didn’t mind it at all. It felt spectacular on his bare shoulders. Now he knew why other men grew their hair long, it was sexy as hell.

“Alright, but remember, if you look like you are getting too tired, Damon has no problem tying you to the bed in our room,” Severus said as he stroked his husband’s face gently. At the sound of the old man’s snort of laughter, they both turned to him.

“Not to mention the fact I’d probably enjoy doing it,” he grinned as he waggled his eyebrows at Harry for good measure. Severus just laughed at Damon\'s words while Harry just looked at him with his eyes wide open.

\"He\'s serious isn\'t he?\" Harry muttered as he shook his head and went back into the kitchen to make sure there was enough food for everyone for the next few days. Severus followed along behind him just so he could sneak a few extra moments with his husband before the Malfoy\'s arrived. Their gentle snogging session was interrupted by the sound of an approaching vehicle as it entered their front yard. Pulling apart, Severus looked down at Harry and then kissed him one last time.

\"Looks like our guests have arrived,\" he murmured as he hugged Harry close and tried to reassure him through touch that everything was going to be okay. \"I can have Damon take you out of here. All you need to do is say the word.\"

\"No Husband, I have to be here,\" Harry said quietly. He wasn\'t looking forward to seeing Morgan Taylor, but he knew that if he did not face the man one last time, that his bogeyman would only gets scarier over time. He took his husband\'s hand and allowed himself to be led out onto the front porch. There in their driveway was parked a silver Mercedes, as Harry watched the driver\'s door opened and Lucius Malfoy slowly stepped out of the car.

The aristocratic blond slowly looked around and then smiled to his longtime friend. \"Severus, I must say that although this is quite rustic it does seem to suit you.\" Both men walked toward each other until they met in an embrace.

\"It is good to see you Lucius, I do wish that it were under different circumstances, but welcome to our home,\" Severus said as they broke apart and Lucius made a motion with one hand toward the car and Draco got out of the passenger side.

Harry watched as his husband greeted the elder Malfoy, unconsciously moving closer to Damon when Draco exited the car. Severus turned back and looked at Harry, then made a motion for his husband to come join him at his side. Reluctantly Harry walked to where Severus was standing, all too aware of the two pairs of silver-blue eyes that watched his every step. He nearly jumped out of his skin when Lucius reached out and took his hand, if it had not been for Severus’ arm he would\'ve surely bolted for the house.

\"Hello Harry, I do hope that marriage is treating you well,\" Lucius said as if there had never been any bad blood between the two of them. Then Lucius looked to Draco expectantly and raised an eyebrow. The younger Malfoy stepped forward with his normal arrogant smirk and looked down at Harry.

\"Hello Potter.\"

\"It\'s Snape now Draco,\" Harry said evenly as he looked at his school boy nemesis. He had told himself that he would not embarrass Severus or himself with childish outbursts or petty fighting. He was determined not to let the blond prat push his buttons.

\"Draco,\" Lucius said softly in warning as he turned to look at his son. \"I trust that you remember our conversation.\"

\"Yes Father,\" Draco said as he closed his eyes for a moment, then open them again and pasted a smile on to his face. \"I have not forgotten.\"

\"Hello Draco,\" Severus said as he smiled at his godson. The young man stepped forward and embraced the man that had known him since the day he was born.

“Hello Severus, I’ve missed our chess games,” he said as he gave Harry a covert dirty look. Harry just rolled his eyes and strengthened his resolve to ignore childish rivalries from the past. “Evette is looking forward to visiting after the baby has arrived.” At the mention of his unborn child, Severus smiled and became the typical expectant daddy.

“We will look forward to her visit, won’t we Harry?” he asked as he put his arm around his young husband in a protective gesture. Harry smiled and placed his hand over his husband’s.

“Yes Severus, it will be nice to have a little one around for a visit.”

Damon watched the awkward exchange and just shook his head. He could tell that Harry didn’t particularly care for the youngest of the pair and from what he could see he really couldn’t blame him. He was hoping his husband would be there soon so they could get Harry in the house and keep him calm since the stubborn brat refused to leave. He cleared his throat and stepped forward.

“Harry, are you ready to go inside so Sev can take care of this?” he asked and then sighed in exasperation when Harry stubbornly shook his head and clung to his husband’s arm fiercely.

“Not yet Damon, I need to see him,” Harry said as he looked up at Severus as if for permission and then at a very shocked Lucius. The aristocratic blond looked at the ex teacher and then at Harry.

“Severus are you going to allow this?” Lucius asked as he stared at Harry. He knew that if it were his lover, he would have insisted that they be as far away as possible. Severus only looked resigned as he nodded slowly.

“Harry wants closure Luce and he’s paid for that right with enough blood, don’t you think?” Sev asked solemnly of his friend. Lucius regarded him carefully for a moment and then nodded his head once. He turned to go to the rear of the car, but stopped and turned back.

“He will not be present during…” he began as Severus cut him off.

“No he won’t be there. I’ve instructed him to remain in the house until I come for him afterwards,” his friend answered while he rubbed his husband’s back. He really didn’t want Harry out here, didn’t want him to see this monster that Lucius was about to pull from the boot of the car. A light seemed to dawn in the elder Malfoy’s eyes as he looked over to his only child.

“I would ask that Draco be allowed to remain in the house as well,” he said as his son looked at him in disbelief. Draco looked angry and Lucius was expecting that, he knew his son hated to be treated like a child.

“Father, I don’t think I need to be sheltered,” his son retorted as he glared at Harry. “It isn’t as if I am indisposed or weak.” Lucius ignored his son’s protests and looked to Severus.

“Of course Lucius, he may keep Harry company,” Severus answered, seemingly oblivious to Harry’s squawk of protest. He understood why his friend didn’t want his child around the bastard; he didn’t want Harry here either.

“Excuse me, but do I have a say in this?” Draco demanded in a rather pissy voice as he glared at both his father and godfather.

“No,” was Lucius’ simple and final answer. He turned once more and opened the boot, using his wand to levitate Morgan Taylor out and deposit him on the ground about fifteen feet in front of Harry. Instinctively, Severus pulled his husband closer to him, wanting to keep him safe from the monster on the ground.

“ooooohhhhh…” Harry moaned softly as he stared at the leering face of the man that had tortured and tormented him for so long. He felt physically ill and it took everything he had to keep from running as Taylor turned his bloodshot eyes on him and gave him a lecherous smirk.

“Come here bitch,” Taylor snarled as he got to his feet slowly. “Come here and we will show them all what you are so talented in.”

Severus could feel the tremors racking Harry’s body as he tightened his grip on his waist. He was worried that Harry may suffer a mental break and actually submit to the bastard. His young husband shook his head and took a step back from the man. “Nooo… you can’t hurt me any more. No more.” Harry mumbled as his hand found Severus’ and he clung to it.

Taylor began to take a step forward when something silver struck him in between his shoulder blades. Lucius had made good use of his snake cane and accurately found a nerve bundle over the bastard’s spine that caused his legs to go out from under him. Standing over the man with a little smile on his face, he addressed Severus’ husband.

“Do not worry young Harry. He will be dealt with soon and will never bother you again,” he said and then turned to Draco. “Son, please bring me the wooden box from the rear seat.”

Quickly complying with his father’s request, Draco handed an ornately carved wooden box to the elder man, who then set it on the bonnet of the car. Lucius reached over and opened the top of the box and pulled out a beautiful black marble pensieve, giving Severus a knowing look he then place it next to the box.

Damon watched as the man on the ground carefully, he wasn\'t entirely satisfied that the bastard was completely subdued. His eyes narrowed as he looked at the man and recalled what Grant had told him about the dream walk. From that little bit of information alone Damon wanted nothing more than to plant an ax in the head of the man responsible for Harry\'s torture. He really wished that Severus would make the boy go in the house where he knew he would be safe. He looked up as Severus moved towards the car, leaving Harry side.

\"Are these...\" Severus began as he picked up the pensieve. \"the memories that you gathered?\" Lucius only nodded as he looked at his friend. Severus turned and looked at Harry, licking his lower lip before he spoke. \"It\'s time for you to go in now Harry.\"

Harry showed no sign of hearing what his spouse had said, his wide, emerald eyes focused on his former Master. The others noticed that he was trembling violently now, one hand coming up to wipe an errant tear from his cheek. On the ground, Morgan Taylor rolled his side and looked at his former play toy.

\"Come here boy,\" the raggedy man growled out. \"Come here you little slut and let\'s tell them all about what kind of the dirty little whore you really are.\"

\"You... you can\'t hurt me anymore,\" Harry whispered his voice hoarse from unshed tears. \"I won\'t let you hurt me again.\" His eyes had gone so wide that the whites were clearly visible and reminding Damon and the others of a thestral that was in the midst of panicking. The man on the ground gave a harsh laugh and Harry responded by nearly going to his knees, his legs shaking so badly.

\"Come here bitch I have a use for you,\" Taylor hissed as he struggled to his feet. \"If I didn\'t have a buyer already lined up for your whelp, I would have a coat hanger between your legs and you on the street peddling your pretty arse.\" Severus jerked his head up immediately at the words he heard the monster say. Damon quickly went to Harry\'s side and wrapped a supporting arm around him.

\"No no no no,\" Harry whispered as he placed his hands protectively over his belly. \"Severus please make him go away,\" he moaned as Taylor took a step toward him, laughing at the young man\'s fear.

Before Severus could make a move, Draco stepped up and punched Taylor in the face knocking him to the ground. He then proceeded to kick him repeatedly about the head and midsection, his face twisted in fury.

\"Never, never threaten a child in front of me,\" Draco growled out as he stepped away from the still body on the ground, glancing briefly at Harry and feeling something inside twist at his pain. Severus was at Harry’s side in a heartbeat, scooping him up as one would a child and taking him in the house. Outside the men looked down at Taylor and wondered just how bad it would be before Severus was through.

“Draco, I want you to stay in the house with Harry while we tend to this matter,” Lucius said as he regarded his angry son with pride. Draco turned and looked at his father as if to question why, but seeing the iron clad look of determination in his sire’s eyes he simply nodded his head and waited for Severus to return.

In the house Severus had his husband in their bedroom and stretched out on their new bed under a light throw. Shaking his head, Severus was silently berating himself for not insisting that Harry be kept at the Wolffe’s for this. He rubbed his hands along Harry\'s upper body trying to soothe him while he listened to the unintelligible sounds his young husband was making.

\"Hush Harry, you\'re safe he can\'t hurt you anymore,\" Severus said gently as he wrapped his young husband in his arms and rocked him gently. Harry slowly quieted and then looked up at his husband.

\"Promise me that he will beg for death long before you have any intention of letting him die,\" Harry said beseechingly as he looked into his husband\'s eyes and knew that Severus had every intention of making Taylor pay with every drop of blood in his body.

\"I promise Harry, I promise,\" Severus said grimly and then disentangled himself from his husband\'s arms, laying the man back down the bed. \"Now I want you to stay in the house until I come for you, do you understand?\"

\"I understand and I promise not to leave the house,\" Harry answered and then leaned up to give Severus a quick kiss. \"Now go take care of business.\"

\"I\'ll be back a few hours. Try not to let Draco get under your skin,\" Severus said as he got up from the bed and went to the door. He turned and looked back to see Harry pulling the edge of the comforter over himself and snuggling down to take a nap.

Back outside the other three were waiting for Severus to come back after calming Harry. All three pairs of eyes were fastened on Morgan Taylor, and each time the man twitched a muscle someone kicked him. Damon took the time to observe the other two, trying to search his memory for everything Severus had told him about the Malfoys over the years. It was plain to see how protective the father was of his son and Damon recalled Severus mentioning that Lucius had obliviated the memory of what the young man had found in Taylor’s home.

Severus rejoined the small group and picked up the pensieve to look into the memories of Morgan Taylor. Glaring once at the beast on the ground, Severus took a deep breath and dipped his fingers into the silvery swirl that was contained in the marble bowl. He felt himself being sucked in and then he was bombarded with images. Images of Harry being tortured, being given to others to use, of animals set on him, his little husband violated in every imaginable way by the filth now lying at his feet. The last two memories he saw were the ones that put him over the top: Morgan Taylor accepting the information on Harry’s whereabouts in exchange for the promise of their child; and the memory of Draco’s, seeing how Harry had been kept and seeing what had been waiting for his husband if Taylor had gotten him back.

Visibly shaken, Severus pulled himself out of the memories and carefully replaced the pensieve in its box. Damon and Lucius both looked to their friend and felt something of a chill as they saw the naked hate and desire for retribution on his face. Severus turned to Draco and motioned toward the house.

“Go inside Draco, it’s time for you to go,” he said as he looked to Lucius and then to Damon. After Draco left without saying a word, Severus turned to Damon. “You may not want to stay, Damon. This…person has a huge debt to pay and I just found out he intended to sell my child for information to get Harry back.”

Damon nodded and looked up as he heard the unmistakable sound of Grant’s car coming down the long drive. The men waited silently, Severus barely containing his rage until the car stopped and Grant joined them. He looked down at Taylor and spat in the bastard’s face. Damon took his husband’s arm and pulled him close.

“Grant, they are ready to take him down to the shed, Harry and Lucius’ boy are already in the house. We need to go see to them,” he said as he turned them from Severus and Lucius. Grant stopped and turned back to look at Severus for a moment.

“Don’t lose yourself, little bird, remember that Harry needs you to come back to him whole,” he said quietly. Severus nodded and waited until his foster parents were in the house and the door closed before he turned back to the creature on the ground.

Morgan Taylor leered up at Severus and spoke clearly. “Did you get him a dog to play with yet? He likes them big, he does,” the man laughed. Next thing Taylor knew, Severus Snape had picked him up off the ground by the hair and was slinging him face first into the trunk of an oak tree.

“Don’t ever speak of my Harry like that again,” Severus growled as he slammed his face into the trunk again, a twisted smile gracing his narrow lips as he heard the unmistakable sounds of bone breaking. The Potions Master stepped away and smirked as Taylor remained pressed against the tree. Lucius moved to his side and whispered into Taylor’s ear as he pried the man’s face from the bark.

“I told you that I was the nice one, Taylor. Now maybe you will remember to keep a civil tongue in your head when you are speaking to your betters,” he chuckled as he noticed that the man’s front teeth were broken off and embedded into the bark. All Taylor could do was stand with his hand over his bloody mouth and nose, glaring at the two men.

“Whaddo goink t’do wi me?” he mumbled, his voice slurred and barely intelligible. Both men just smiled and moved forward to push him down the path to the waiting shed and his destiny. Severus gave him a chillingly kind smile and spoke gently.

“Carve you up like a bloody Christmas goose.”