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Anything For You	By : lexiatel Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 7798 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to Jk Rowling, I do not make any profit in writing this story what so ever, I am just having some fun.

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A/N: Fair warning; This is AU. This means that it won't follow canon (the original books, written by the original auther). It also means your favorite characters are not going to be 100% exactly how you know them. If you don't like Lily/Severus or Snily stories, don't waste your time reading. This centers around them and their love for each other.
This is going to be warm and fluffy...I hope...

The faint tapping of his shoes hitting the stone flooring echoed the corridor as he swiftly traveled to the Headmaster's headquarters. His robes fluttered as they swept along behind him.
He saw a small body of a student scurrying around the corner up ahead of him. The boy was out pass curfew and ordinarily Severus would have called onto him to dish out a punishment, but he had a much more important matter to tend to. For once, he would have to over look a rule breaking, trouble maker.
"Juicy Cremes." He said under his breath to the gargoyle that concealed the stairs behind it. He rode the escalating stairs to the top and urgently knocked on the door. Perhaps it was more like a pounding, but Severus didn't notice.
Like most things in Hogwarts, the door opened without physical assistance. Albus Dumbledore sat behind his desk with a serious look. His looks were always this way when it concerned Severus. For very good reasons.
"He is close to finding them!" Severus gasped out breathlessly. "He's going to attack as soon as he finds them! You must do something!"
"How much time do we have?" Albus rose from his chair in a haste, but his voice was calm and collected.
"Maybe two days." Severus said uncertainly. "After last time, he doesn't want to waste a moment." Tears welled up in his eyes. "Please! Help her! You can't let him hurt Lily!"
Albus rose a hand up. "Calm down, Severus, we will come up with something."
Severus swallowed the threat of an oncoming lump in his throat. Pull yourself together and think! He scolded himself. You must stay strong for her! She'll be okay.
Severus slowly paced the floor, one slow step after another. "I have tried reasoning with him, but you know how far that goes. He will probably kill them all if they are found."
The wise wizard nodded in understanding.
The two stood in silence, searching their brains for a solution.
"Potion of Alterity." Dumbledore ruminated.
Severus shook his head. "That doesn't work on children."
Severus went back to the library of his mind, scanning through many words, spells, and information. He needed to find something quick. Something to save Lily.
"Look for concealing spells." Albus suggested, somewhat knowing how Severus' brain functioned.
Without blinking, and looking very much like a deer caught in the spot light on a dark night, Severus went through lists and lists of spells he had read about.
The two wizards continued to bounce off suggestions to each other, both taking turns rejecting ideas until finally Severus asked, "Have you ever read 'Keeper, Keep Her Safe' by Louisanna Moldicold?"
Albus answered with a quick shake of his head.
Severus didn't have time to explain that the book was an extremely dark true story about a witch who came up with a way to hide her daughter from a wretched, abusive father. Even though he searched for her, the young girl remained safe until the wizard was sent to Azkaban for multiple murders. He hadn't lasted three days there.
Severus would have given his life to be the person for this, but she wouldn't trusted him. She didn't even know he was trying to put a stop to her death. The death of the woman he would be willing die for. The woman he was risking his life for at this very second.
"This is exactly the type of thing I was looking for." Albus said after Severus explained how the Fildilus Charm worked. He went to the fireplace, readying himself to Floo. "Well done, Severus." He commented before disappearing.
Please work. Severus silently prayed to who ever was listening.
* / *

The excruciating burn in his arm jerked Severus awake. He sat at his desk in his office at Hogwarts. He had nodded off to sleep, and some time during, a pot of ink had been tipped over, making a mess of the papers he had been grading.
He uttered a curse.
He would have to worry about that later. Severus balled up his fist with a hiss and lifted up his sleeve to examine the Dark Mark. The pain when The Dark Lord summoned a servant was usually not this painful.
Severus hastily rubbed his eyes awake to see better and grabbed his wand that lay next to the quill he had been using earlier. After a lengthy walk to the Apparation point outside of the grounds of Hogwarts, Severus cast the spell that would take him to his enemy.
His heart instantly thudded violently against his chest when he seen where he had been teleported to.
Godrick's Hollow.
Clenching his jaw, he hurried to the doorstep of the Potters' home. Two of the hinges had been knocked off the door, which hung in his pathway. With a grunt, Severus tried to lift the door out of the way. His efforts were useless though, he had never been known for physical strengths.
"Idiot!" He snapped at himself as he lifted his wand and removed the remaining hinge and cast the door aside.
The house was dark. The muggle power had been turned off after what appeared to be an explosion (a safety shut off?).
"Lumosa." Severus cast a spell to light the inside of the house. His eyes widened at the scene before him.
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Those green eyes. They were so alluring, so haunting, so lovely. And yet... so bloody painful. He blinked, staring at them. His heart clenching with a cramp as he inhaled, forcing his breathing to shallow. It was him. Her son. There was no doubt about it. Why was he here though? He shouldn't be here. It was much too dangerous. Too many of the Dark Lord's followers still roamed free of their horrid, despicable crimes.
As if you have room to talk. A voice echoed in his head. He had changed though... Or at least he'd like to think he had.
Oh, he had changed alright! Ever since her death, he had been a bitter, spiteful man, blaming everyone else for his problems, when in fact it was all his own fault. Dumbledore pointed that out often enough. The words were too painful though. much too painful.
He regretted his choices every single day, and the only reason he did not end it all was because of her. Her last dying wish was for the safety of that boy. The spawn of the one man he can truly say he had hated with a passion.
He hated him even more than he had hated his arse of a father, and that was saying a hell of a lot. It wasn't because James Potter had been popular. It wasn't because the boy had out bested him in just about everything without even an ounce of bloody effort. It wasn't because girls swooned to him. It was because James Potter had stolen his girl. His love. The girl he had loved since the moment he had heard her happy screech in the park the day. The day he had fallen in love with her at just the mere age of nine. Never in his life would he had said it were ever possible, if it had not happened to him himself.
And now what was he? A miserable, ugly, single wizard, with absolute no future to look forward to. A slave to his heart, and to the man that he had sold his soul to in order to protect the woman who had had no idea that he had loved her with more power than his own magical core held.
Swallowing down a forming lump in his throat, angrily blinking back tears of sorrow, he stalked to the boy who stood in the middle of Diagon Alley. The boy's wide, green eyes surveyed the busy street as if he'd never seen such fascinating things before.
Well, he probably hadn't. Since Dumbledore insisted the kid live with his retched aunt. And judging by the boy's appearance, he was treated nothing more than Lucius Malfoy's bloody house elves. The clothes he wore was nothing that Lily Evans' son should be clothed in. The Boy Who Lived struggled to keep the over sized, faded and stained pair of sweats from falling off his bony waist.
Skinny...
It occurred to Severus then. It reminded him horribly of his own childhood, and, although, he couldn't say that he liked children, it did not mean that they deserved to be treated like rubbage. Especially since the boy actually lived in a well cared for home, with guardians who made an overabundance of an income. More than enough to care for their kin.
You'd never know it by looking at him though.
People passed the boy, not giving him even a glance. Oh, how different that would be if they knew his identity. But Severus couldn't allow that to transpire. His duty was to protect that boy. And that was what he was going to.
For you, Lily, my love. Only for her would he help a Potter. Because as far as he was concerned, the Potter name could rot in Hell for all eternity.
He approached the boy. He looked... well Severus wasn't sure. How old was Draco now? Six? Harry looked younger though. Not six. He was definitely smaller than his Godson, but Draco had the luxury of loving parents. Parents who actually fed him. And didn't... hit him...
Severus narrowed his eyes in anger at the sight of a red blotch on the boy's face. He could barely make out the imprint of a large hand. Merlin...
Harry looked up at him, looking so much like his father used to. His features at least. The expression on his face looked nothing like Potter's. It lacked arrogance. It lacked pride... The sneer was missing.
"Do you know where I am, sir?" The boy asked warily, unsure if he was able to trust the man or not.
Severus crossed his arms. "Far away from where you should be, that's for sure, young man." He answered sternly.
"I... don't know how I got here..." Harry said in deep thought. "But it's lovely here." He glanced around.
"Mmhmm. Well, we ought to get you home, then. It's not safe to wander the streets."
"I don't know the way..." Harry slumped his shoulders in shame.
"I'm sure we'll find the way back." Severus drawled, removing his wand from his robes.
Harry shrunk back, covering his face like a house elf would do if they had done something wrong. "Don't! I'm sorry I was bad!"
Severus pressed his lips together suppressing his anger. "Perhaps we do not have to go home just yet..."
"Really?" The stunning eyes of Lily lit up hopefully, but then the boy frowned. "Wait... are you a kidnapper...?" He asked cautiously.
A chuckle escaped Severus' mouth at the thought of him even attempting to kidnap a sniveling child. "I should say not!"
"Then why are you talking to me?"
"I..." Severus paused, unsure on what to say to the child. "...wanted to make sure that you weren't kidnapped actually." He scoffed at how true those words could be, if anyone know that this boy was Harry Potter. "And return you home to your... parents."
Harry's eyes fell sadly to the ground. "I don't got no parents..." he mumbled, toeing the ground with a shoe that was so worn out that Severus could see the boy's sock through it.
"Hmm... me neither."
"You don't?" Harry about gasped at the idea.
"Both are gone. They have been for many years."
"Mine died in a car crash..."
"Pardon?" Severus about choked at those words.
"A car crash..." Harry repeated, looking away sadly.
Severus cursed under his breath. His pulse sped up with a sudden rage. How dare they?! But why would he expect anything differently with those wizard hating muggles!
Harry shrunk and stepped back, leaving Severus to guess that he must have been scowling a God awful look on his face. He forced himself to relax, and stretched his lips into a faint smile. "That is most unpleasant to hear, boy. Perhaps you would like to meet someone...?"
"Who?"
"A... friend... of mine. If everything works out, we will get you some new clothes. The ones you are wearing are quite unsuitable."
"You mean it? I don't have to wear Dudley's clothes no more?" He asked excitedly.
Oh, how he was so much like Lily. Severus could not say no to those eyes. "Um, if everything works out, yes." He said uneasily, his throat trying to shut with emotion.
Harry held out his hand for Severus and he smiled, for the first time. Lily's smile... Severus missed that smile... How long it had been since someone had shown such happiness toward him? Too many years, that's for sure.
Severus took the tiny hand in his, and gave the boy a smile back. "My name is Severus." He introduced himself. And I loved your mother.
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