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Promises of Forever	By : Ravenheart Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Snape/James Views: 18873 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: The idea for Gringotts
came from another fic, if any of you know that fic (which I can't
remember to save my life) please let me know so I can give proper
credit.

Tittle: Promises
of forever

Chapter: 11
– Cindy

Pairing: James
Potter & Severus Snape

Summary: James
survived that fated Halloween night, now with an infant by his side
he has to face adulthood and a world that demands his son. Thank
goodness he has Severus Snape on his side.

Warning:
Character Death, OOCness, cuteness, AU, Harry's three months old
instead of 15 months. Manipulative!Dumbledore, Evil!Tom Riddle

Disclaimer: This
is a work of fiction, written to win the NaNoWriMo challenge. No
money is being made from this and no copyright infringement is
intended.

Previously:“He
does... and I saw him curse Alice Longbottom to insanity along with
the LeStranges... one of the worst things I've ever seen. It's wrong
of me but... I hope they get the kiss.”

Cindy
and Moody

“You what?”
Remus and Sirius cried while Dumbledore stared at him in shock.

“James I
don't...”

“It's my wish
Albus, don't try and change my mind... I saw they curse a woman to
insanity and I saw Bellatrix casting crucio on a baby the same
age as my son, a baby that might never recover his magic! If they
don't deserve The Kiss, I don't know who does.”

“That might be
your wish, but I doubt it will happen.” Sirius muttered, and
for a moment the three of them were reminded of the old times, of
their youth, times when War and adulthood complications were as far
away from their minds as Monday's homework. The moment was shattered
by Albus himself as he looked at the three marauders.

“I have to agree,
Crouch has too much influence in the decisions, his son will probably
get Azkaban for life instead of The Kiss. The same for Bellatrix,
though Lucius was just recently under trial, I doubt he'll let his
sister in law get The Kiss, maybe Azkaban for life.” he said
thoughtfully, stroking his beard as if lost in thought, even if James
knew he wasn't.

“Nothing we can
do about it is there? If you ask for leniency for one Death Eater
you've got to give it to them all.” Remus shrugged, clearly
uncomfortable.

“Anyway,”
Sirius said pointedly, a roguish smile on his face. “Where's
Harry? You didn't bring him to battle did you?”

With a glare, James
sent a stinging hex straight at Padfoot before he sat on the armchair
again. “Of course I didn't! Left him with his muggle
babysitter.”

Remus' eyed widened
comically, while Sirius started to laugh as Albus choked on his lemon
drops. Needless to say, the Hogwarts Headmaster had NOT been
expecting that one.

“You left him
with a muggle babysitter???” the werewolf cried out.

“Of course! Can't
leave him with wizard folk can I?” he muttered, crossing his
arms over his chest. “Half of them want to worship the ground
he's not even walking on yet and the other half wants to murder him!”

“You could have
left him with Minerva and I.” Albus gently prodded, but James
just rolled his eyes.

“Albus, neither
you nor Minerva could keep up with him... he wakes every three hours
demanding to be either fed or changed or, Merlin forbid, with a
nightmare. You're over a hundred Albus, and Minerva, if I'm not
mistaken, is over seventy. Sorry but no.” he finished with a
pointed look, that discussion was over as far as he was concerned.

“What about
Remus?” Sirius asked, oblivious to the werewolf's look. James
just looked pointedly at his friends.

“You haven't told
him?” the stag asked the werewolf, rolling his eyes at the
flinch he saw.

“Told me what?”

“Never mind
Padfoot. Moony will tell you later... now I really do have to go,
have to pick up my spawn.” he said with a grin, waving goodbye
to his friends and mentor and hastily getting out of the magical
hospital.

He had a feeling that
Snape would kill him.

Back in Sirius' room,
the werewolf cursed, he had thought James hadn't noticed his slip of
behaviour towards Harry but he had. Did that mean he would be shunned
by his friend? Loose part of his pack? He hid his face in his hands,
elbows on his knees as he continue to curse colourfully.

“Moony, what was
James talking about?”

“I can't take
care of Harry.”

“What? Why not?!
Of course you can!!” Sirius cried out, not noticing that
Dumbledore's eyes had sharpened at the comment.

“Moony did not
accept Harry as part of his pack. Hell he barely even accepted Lily!”
He cried, storming out of the room.

Albus and Sirius just
looked at each other before the later lay down on the bed, voicing
both of their thoughts.

“Fuck.”

Alastor Moody stared as
one of his best aurors walked up to a known Death Eater house.
Usually he wouldn't do some underlings' work, but Albus had asked
this of him as a personal favour, to find where James was. At all
times.

He agreed, first
because it was his long time friend. Besides, it gave him an excuse
to spy on Potter without having 'I was curious' as an motive.

He watched as Potter
got his wand out and poked the wards. A baby screech came from
inside, followed by the thunderous footsteps of one Severus Snape.

Despite himself Alastor
was impressed, of all the Death Eaters – specially considering
the Inner Circle ones – Snape was not only one of the most
feared, he was also the Order's spy. Not to mention no one would ever
suspect that Severus Snape, Death Eater, Potion Apprentice (and soon
to be Master), with a temper as nasty as a nesting dragon would ever
be able to take care of a child.

Never mind that said
child was the boy-who-lived.

“He's insane.”
he muttered to himself. “I knew I liked him for a reason.”

He waited five minutes
before knocking on the door. Only to be greeted by the pointy end of
two wands and a howling baby.

“Put that wand
down now auror! You too Snape!” he barked, immensely relieved
when both men obeyed, even if the obedience was somewhat reluctant.
Given a few years and even him would be afraid to face both of them
at once.

Walking inside the old
house – uninvited one might add – he round up and glared
at both of them.

“Care to
enlighten me why one of my best aurors is in the same house as a
known Death Eater?” he growled.

“Because he's my
new lover and we were about to have hot steamy sex in my living
room.” Severus replied, sarcasm dripping from his voice, while
James just rolled his eyes his arms too busy with a howling child to
properly whack Severus upside the head.

Moody did it for him
instead.

The elder auror simply
hit the Death Eater with his wand, watching in satisfaction as
Severus cursed and rubbed the back of his head.

“Now one of you
will enlighten me to what's going on before I feel the irresistible
urge to do as Albus told me to and run to him with information of
where you are.” He said pointing at James.

James stared at Snape
innocently, blinking up at him with seemingly innocent eyes, eyes
which were magnified behind his glassed.

“Could you
darling? While I take care of our sweet little smelly Harry?”
He grinned, before sweeping out of the room before Snape could
respond.

Snape and Alastor just
rolled their eyes at his antics, one of them too used to it while the
other was just too damn tired to give a proper damn.

“Care to tell me
what happened?”

“I do... but I
don't suppose you care enough for my wants to actually leave it be.”
It wasn't a question.

“Got that right.”

With an eye roll
Severus told him about the life debt, and how he was currently paying
it up. Truth be told it was the only thing he was willing to tell the
Head Auror. Moody just snorted as James came down, now with a fuzzy
Harry instead of a howling one.

“Don't suppose
there's anything you want to add to Snape's story, is there?”

“You think I'm
stupid enough to tell you anything while knowing that from here
you're going directly to Dumbledore?”

“Fair enough.
What happened to your spawn? It's 3am and he has yet to settle down.”

With a sigh he settled
down next to Snape, his son whining while he was moved around, until
James settled down with Harry's ear against his breastbone, the sound
of his heartbeat soothing the child, along with the body heat.

“He woke up with
a nightmare... and he's having colics again, not a good combination.”

“Suppose you
tried chamomile with anise seed?” He elder auror mused,
chuckling at their surprised looks.

“I did have
children you know. I might not have been the best father in the world
but when I could I did look after them. That's one of the things my
wife and I used when Thomas and Rebecca had colics.”

James just stared at
the auror for a moment before turning to Snape, an inquiring look on
his face.

“Suppose we
should try?” He barely finished before Snape was up and moving
to the kitchen.

“I'm on it.”

Both men watched as
Snape left, grumbling about handful infants and impossible hours and
when was he supposed to study for his mastery with James Bloody
Potter showing up all the fucking time?

Alastor hid a smirk as
James rolled his eyes. Alastor knew the signs, he knew what to look
for. From the last five minutes he knew that before the midget on his
father's lap turned one both Auror and Death Eater would be involved.
How serious it would be on the other hand...

“Got him wrapped
around your finger do you?” He grinned, one of the more
terrifying things James had ever seen.

“Me? No... Harry
on the other hand...” he grinned at the sleepy head on his
chest.

“I see...”

“He can deny all
he wants, the Kitty has him wrapped around his tiny fingers.”

Alastor chuckled,
getting up from the uncomfortable couch, giving it his evil eye.

“I must make my
report to Albus, anything you want to say to him?”

“That instead of
a Death Eater I got a blond twenty-something year old girl to look
after Harry. Her name's Cindy.”

Alastor just shook his
head at James before getting himself out of the house, just as Snape
was coming back with a tiny bottle and demanded with a fierce glare
towards the auror that was easily ignored, and which he didn't mind
being ignored.

“Tell me you're
not spending the night again.”

“I'm not spending
the night again.” James replied with an innocent smile. Snape
just snorted in return, throwing the bottle at the former chaser and
stalking out his living room, muttering about bloody liars and their
spawn.

James just grinned.

Moment later Severus
came back, just to lead him to the guest room again. James gently put
the baby on the transfigured crib before turning to Snape with a
serious look, even if his eyes were sparkling with mischief.

“If anything
happens, you're a twenty-something year old blond girl named Cindy.”

In hindsight, James
supposed he really should have expected that punch.

In hindsight James
thought that he really should have known that the goblins wouldn't
take being 'ripped off', as the one in front of him was ranting and
raving. It had taken but two weeks before the goblins found out about
the scheme with him as the figure head and plot manager.

And James was now bound
to a chair (a rather comfortable one even), gagged, with four other
goblins wielding spears pointed in his direction and the manager of
his accounts stalking up and down the room. Curiously he looked
around the bank, he had never been this deep in Gringotts, and as
such this one was a new experience for him.

He rolled his eyes as
the manager started to rant about wizarding thieves and whatnot.
James thought he sounded a bit like Filch did all the way back in
Hogwarts. All talk and no bark because seriously, if he was supposed
to die, they would have done so already and so this was probably a
scare tactic.

Not that it was
working.

His manager was,
surprisingly, not a pers- bein-... he was not an individual that
could threaten someone. Even the new aurors were more threatening
then him.

Wearily and hurting
because of the uncomfortable position he was in, James thought back
on the last two weeks. The day after Snape had punched him James had
accepted his rightful seat on the Wizengamot, of course he had been
under a glamour.

The same day he had
asked Moody – who had laughed at the purple eye he had –
to fire him from the Aurors. His now former boss had done so with
some reluctance... they still had Death Eaters to catch and he was
without Frank, and then he had to give up Potter too.

That same week he had
started selling gold in the muggle market. Despite not understanding
how it worked at first he continued to go, day after day... selling
the gold and getting money – which he would later turn into
galleons. At that time he had thought himself clever, what with the
gold/pound rate that had been going.

He had even bragged to
Snape that it was more profitable to sell gold than to change
galleons into muggle pounds.

He really could have
cursed himself for his stupidity.

If the goblins had
their way – like whatshisname was implying – then he
would never get to see Harry nor Neville growing up, and he didn't
want to lose one single moment of his son's life. He loved seeing
those bright green eyes searching around the room. The kitten had
already discovered his foot and either James or Severus would see him
playing with it whenever he was being fed. Tiny feet and toes high in
the air as he tried to grab them.

And he could,
theoretically, lose it all.

Did he regret it? Not
at all... mainly because he knew Harry would be taken care of. Not
only money wise, he also knew Severus would do whatever it took to
take care of him.

Severus was also
another thing to think about. He had no idea what was it that they
had. On one hand James had formally hired him as Harry's babysitter,
paying not only Harry's expenses but also his Mastery. Lucius has
refused after Severus had taken 'taking care of Harry' as part of his
duties, legally it was because he didn't believe in Severus' talent
stating it as a waste of time, the real reason, however, was not only
his half-blood status, but also the 'betrayal of their cause'.

On
the other hand, they had become more civil towards each other. There
were times when time itself seemed to stop, while others –
generally when arguing some point or other – were too fast for
him to keep up. There was also times when...

His daydream was
finally over when the door opened behind his manager. One of the
ugliest goblins James had ever seen and he had just walked up to his
previous manager and backhanded him.

Now
that was an intimidation tactic. Much better than the talking machine
at any rate.
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