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Going On	By : Relevant_Peach Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 6814 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Severus had always enjoyed figuring things out. He had been doing the Cryptic Crossword in the Prophet for years, and usually completed it quickly. One of the reasons he most liked potions was the notion of experimentation. So after a few days of thinking of why Harry had been uninjured, he was alight with the fire of unanswered questions.

He emerged from his labs and entered the kitchen. Teddy was angrily washing dishes at the sink. There were sloshes of water all over the countertop and floor and he was muttering to himself.

“Mister Lupin. Kindly keep the water where it belongs” Severus said mildly, waving his wand at the sudsy mess. The child growled at him. Shades of his father Severus thought. “Where’s your Uncle?”

“He’s not my uncle. He’s my godfather”

“Regardless. Where is he?”

“Who cares?”

“Do you wish to talk about your concerns, or do you wish to continue behaving like an insufferable monster?” Severus asked conversationally.

“Monster” Teddy said, rather pissily, Severus noted.

“As you wish” Severus responded. “We will talk about this Mister Lupin.”

Satisfied by the swish of his robes as he stormed from the room, he found Harry in the living room idly flipping through a book. “Teddy being his charming little self?” Harry asked.

At Severus’ facial expression, he laughed sadly. “I can’t get through to him. I wish I knew what was bothering him”

“He’ll tell you, in time. I came to ask you something”

“Yes?” Harry met his eyes, a tentative smile on his lips.

“I’d like to cast a spell on you” At his words, the smile disappeared, and the sparkling eyes shuttered.

“You said you wouldn’t”

“I know. Which is why I’m asking you instead of sneaking up behind you and casting it”

“Why? What spell?”

“It doesn’t matter what spell. I want to find out why my magic failed that day”

“Severus, why can’t you leave that alone? Not everything needs to be investigated”

“I could spend all day pointing out why that statement is false, but surely you must see that I need to know why I couldn’t cast that spell.”

“Why? Why is that spell so important”

Impatiently, Severus got to his feet and strode to the window. “It’s not that spell. You’re being deliberately obtuse! If my magic fails at inopportune moments, I could be left defenceless”

“The war is over, Severus. You don’t have to worry about being defenceless anymore.”

Severus huffed. “You might not take your responsibilities seriously, but I do”

“What do you mean?”

“Harry, I’ve been charged with your protection, with Theodore’s. If my magic were to fail at the wrong moment-“ Severus felt heat rise on his neck. He stared out the window, embarrassed.

“Really? You’re worried about me? And Teddy?”

“A wizard’s oath is his bond” Severus said, a little defensively.

Harry smiled. “You’re different” he said softly.

“Can we return to the matter at hand?” Severus knew he sounded defensive.

“I can’t let you”

“Can’t let me return to the matter at hand?”

“Now who’s being obtuse? I forbid you to cast any spell on me”

“Stubborn brat”

“Arrogant git”

They had somehow come to face one another. Severus could see that Harry was breathing fast. He wouldn’t look Severus in the eyes. Strangely, he was looking at Severus’ mouth, but maybe it was a height thing. Severus felt his temper rising. “Why won’t you let me help you, you bloody fool?”

“Because this won’t help me! I don’t want you casting magic on me. It…it hurts” Harry said quietly, his eyes dropping to his worn-out trainers.

“It hurts having magic cast on you?”

“No.” Harry finally admitted. “I was trying to lie to you”

“Merlin, you’re a terrible liar”

“I know. Stupid hat. I would have made a terrible Slytherin”

“What?” Severus couldn’t keep up with the gigantic leaps made by Harry’s thought process.

“Hat. It wanted me for Slytherin. I talked it out of it. Bloody good thing, your snakes would have eaten me alive” Suddenly, those infernal eyes were meeting his again. They were pleading, and Severus knew that he wasn’t far from tears. “Severus. I don’t ask you for much. I am begging you not to cast a spell on me. I am pleading with you to accept my wishes.”

“Fine, I won’t cast a spell on you. Unless you agree”

“I’ll never agree”

“Then you have your promise”

Severus heartily believed that discretion was the better part of valour, and, while he dropped the subject around Harry, his curious mind turned the problem over and over again. Draco found him in the laboratory curled over a parchment, muttering to himself.

“What are you doing?”

“Thinking”

“I like thinking”

“Go away, Draco.”

“Let me help” Draco hopped onto a stool next to Severus. “What are you doing?”

“Finding out why my magic doesn’t work on Harry”

“You call him Harry!” Draco beamed at him. “Wait, it doesn’t?”

“I don’t think so. I have an annoyingly small dataset to analyze” Severus explained the owl, and how he’d performed magic flawlessly ever since, and how he could cast the same spell on a rat.

Draco’s prettyboy face was thoughtful. “Severus, did you fuck him?”

“Excuse me?”

“Harry. Did you shag?”

“How dare you?” Severus was horrified. “I would never force myself on someone else. I am absolutely livid with you! To accuse me of such a-“ With a furious sniff, Severus turned away, scowling so deeply that the ridges in his forehead ached.

“Simmer down, Severus. I was only asking.”

“I can’t imagine why you’d ask such a thing!”

“I’m not suggesting that you behaved inappropriately. Harry’s an adult, and knows what he wants”

“Harry’s not even-“

“Merlin, Severus, you don’t pay attention to anything, do you? Of course Harry’s gay. You don’t think he was watching Oliver Wood’s Quidditch skills, did you?” Draco chuckled. “I’ll admit, though, Wood does have a fine arse”

“Draco!”

“Okay, so obviously you haven’t shagged, yet, or you wouldn’t be so sniffy about it all”

“What do you mean ‘yet’?”

“I have eyes, Uncle Severus. Are you trying to tell me that you’re not interested in him?”

“Of course not” Severus considered hexing his Godson, but if Harry was protective of an owl, Severus could only imagine what he’d do to protect his best friend.

“Oh?” Draco’s grin was positively feral. “No interest whatsoever?”

“Did I stutter?”

“So if I’d come over here because I’ve met an amazing wizard who is very suitable for Harry, you’d be okay with that?”

Severus’ veins filled with ice. A terrible growling noise occurred, and it was with not a little consternation that he realized it was coming from Severus’ own throat. “How?”

“How what?”

“How is he suitable?”

“He’s from a good family. French, so not as prone to the hero-worship of English Wizards. Very handsome. Powerful.”

“I didn’t realize that Harry were interested in dating” Severus occluded like a madman, and forced his voice, long-trained from years of deceiving the Dark Lord to remain even.

“Merlin, you’re a prat!” Draco chuckled. Severus longed to punch his pointy face. One punch, and he could heal it before Harry even noticed. A nice little Oblivate and Draco himself wouldn’t remember it. Only Severus would. His hand balled into a fist, unbidden by Severus himself.

“You’re a disrespectful lout”

“Temper” Draco tutted. “Honestly, Severus, I didn’t expect you to play the shrinking Hufflepuff. It’s obvious to anyone paying attention that you’re attracted to Harry. Why don’t you tell him?”

Temper taking control of him for a moment, Severus snipped at him, “Oh, yes, Draco, splendid idea. And when, after I do so, I find myself out on my arse with a broken unbreakable vow, gasping my last dying breaths, will I find solace in saying ‘I told you so’?”

Draco laughs. “You think that Harry would boot you out for telling him that you’re in love with him?”

“I’m not in love with him”

“Fine. In ‘like’ with him”

“You’re a child”

“No, you are. Severus, I have watched you subjugate your desires for decades. When will you ever grasp something that you want?”

“Harry’s not a thing to be grasped. He’s a person, Draco, and I’m the last person he’d be interested in”

“I bet you’d be surprised. Anyhow, we’ve gotten off track. This might be one of those unexplainable things that seem to happen to Harry that defy logic and will somehow make sense just in the nick of time”

“He does seem to have a genius for those circumstances” Severus admitted.

“So we need more data” Draco leapt from his stool and disappeared up the stairs.

A few minutes later, Severus heard Harry cry “Ow, Draco, what the ever-loving fuck?” Moments later, Draco was back downstairs.

“It’s just your magic” he confirmed.

“Did you hex him?” Draco nodded, unrepentant, his face thoughtful. “You couldn’t cast a cheering charm on him? It had to be a stinging hex?”

“Aw, Severus, you’re sweet on him!”

“Shut it”

“And no, I couldn’t cast a cheering charm. How would we have noticed any difference?” Severus had to admit that he had a point.
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