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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: I'm not proud of this
chapter, in fact, this is one of the only ones I downright dislike.
But it had to be done, calm before the storm and all that. ALSO, in a
bit I shall be posting my valentines treat to anyone who's interested
in a bit of revenge on Sev's part! (It has nothing to do with this
story though)

Tittle: Promises
of forever

Chapter: 16
– Moving

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:“We're
all selfish beings Mr. Padfoot and we would all rather that the world
screw with our best friend than have it screw with us. That's why I
did it, and that's why you'll do it someday.” And he couldn't
help but think he was right.

Moving
Forward

As early evening
arrived James decided it was time to see Snape, by now he had no
doubt the Slytherin was pissed at him for promising afternoon and
then pulling the disappearance act on him. So, with baby bag properly
shrunk and baby in arm, James stepped on the fireplace, coming face
to face with a pacing Severus.

“You show up
now?!” The potion apprentice cried, eyes wide in fright as he
stared at both Potters, one of which was drooling on his father's
chin.

The other Potter just
grinned, stepping forward and giving him a chaste kiss on the lips,
right in front of the infant. Severus just rolled his eyes even as
his cheeks acquired a pink tint to them.

“Do forgive us,
but someone decided to nap a little more than they're used to.”

Right on cue, Harry
lifted his arms so Severus would pick him up, practically throwing
himself at the potion apprentice, babbling incoherently.

“Missed me that
much squirt?” he grinned, picking up the baby and easily
balancing on his hip. Looking at James again, he couldn't help but
ask the question that had been nagging him since he saw the odd
behaviour.

“Is he teething?”

“Probably, he's
been rubbing his fist on his gums not to mention anything else he can
get his hands on.”

Severus just snorted as
he gently put his finger in the baby's mouth, feeling for anything
unusual.

“You're teething
Kitten.” he murmured, nuzzling the baby cheek with his nose,
getting a sharp slap on the face for his troubles. James, for his
part, just rolled his eyes before taking Harry's hand and
reprimanding his son.

“You're teaching
him manners?” came the slightly surprised voice. He didn't
think James would do it. Actually he didn't think James had the will
to do it, he love Harry too much to even consider the possibility of
hurting him in any way, even if it meant lack of manners.

Clearly he was wrong.

“I'm trying to.
He's getting a bit spoiled with all the attention he's been
receiving. I'm thinking of banning the house elves from his nursery
when we're at Frank's.” he shrugged, sitting on the couch and
staring the picture both men made.

“Say...” he
begun, staring at the perfect picture. “If I asked you to move
in with us... would you do it?”

“No.”

“What? Come on!
You didn't even think!”

“And I don't need
to.” Snape replied with a meaningful look. “It's too
soon, too early, too sudden to even think about it. What if we get
tired of this?”

“It's a risk...
but-”

“Not to mention
you're my current employer, you literally hold my money over my
head.” Severus said with false calmness, even as James' face
went from smiling to horror filled.

“You think that
I'd...”

“You're too
honourable for that, I know you wouldn't do it...” Severus
rolled his eyed, sitting besides the former Gryffindor while Harry
blabbed to himself occasionally trying to chew his hand. “It's
a trait of your former house, you're gallant, fair as much as you can
and all that rot.”

“So... if it was
you in my place you would act differently?”

“Absolutely...
you hold my mastery in your hands Potter,” he drawled. “If
it had been me in your place, I'd demand that you come up with a new
method to sooth a baby passing through the teething period. The fact
that you demanded nothing in return...” Severus shook his head.
It was baffling.

“I demanded
nothing? You're taking care of my son!”

“I meant money
wise. You could have told me to invent anything for you and legally,
it would be yours. You know that and I most certainly know it as
well.”

“I rather you
keep your genius to yourself.” James said, drily. “I
asked for a change of houses because...” he swallowed, looking
away.

“Listen, I know
we only made up today and we have a long way to go, specially when
we're talking about trust and dependence. But, disregarding all that
and, at the risk of sounding like a woman, I'd like you to spend the
night with us, at our house.”

“Tell me it's not
about sex, or rather, not only about sex...” Severus demanded,
staring at the Potter Lord, making him wish he had learned
Occlumency.

“It's not just
sex, I want you to spend it with me, regardless if it's only sleeping
or if you're gonna fuck my brains out.” James sighed, staring
at the Slytherin.

“Just say yes
damn it.” he cried, throwing his hands up, Harry coping him a
moment later with a big grin.

“Fine... just let
me get my stuff.” Severus sighed, handing Harry to his father
to play.

The Potters stared at
each other for a long moment before Harry broke the silence with
delightful giggles as James lifted him up and down in his arms.

“He said yes! Now
what say you about sleeping with daddy hm my little kitten?” He
asked, giving his son an Eskimo kiss as Severus came down with a
beaten suitcase. James new better than to comment on it, he just
smiled and threw floo powder on the fireplace, shouting 'Kitty's
den'.

Severus just stared at
him when they got into the Potters new home.

“I thought your
floo wasn't connected?”

“I lied.”
James shrugged, unrepentant.

Severus just rolled his
eyes, before inspecting the house. It was knew... and it didn't give
him that lived-in feeling he had while walking around Hogwarts or
even his own house. It was more like an empty Malfoy manor. Pretty,
elegant, and completely devoid of feeling.

“Don't mind the
emptiness... we mostly got the rooms and the kitchen furnished
everything else is well... empty.” James shrugged, somewhat
ashamed.

“So where will I
be this evening?”

“Actually... I
was wondering if you would mind sharing... with me and Harry that
is.” he shrugged again, despite his nervousness.

“You brought me
here so we could sleep together? You do know we could have done that
at my house, right?”

“It's not the
same...”

“It's exactly the
same!” Severus said with a glare.

“Fine! So it is
the same! I'm trying to convince you to come live with us!”
James cried, glaring at Severus for good measure.

“Stubborn little
shit you are.” Severus muttered, even as he stalked off in
search of the main bedroom.

“Think we scared
him off Harry?” He asked, bouncing the infant. But Harry just
eyed him for a bit before leaning forward and attaching his mouth to
James' chin.

“Yeah, I didn't
think so either.”

As Severus stalked
through the corridors his mood went from bad to worse. This wasn't as
big as Malfoy manor, not even as big as the Longbottom State. But it
was big enough to make him feel inadequate. It was big enough for him
to realize how different his reality was from James'.

He swallowed as he got
to the main bedroom, gingerly opening the door and peeking inside. It
was big. Very, very, very big. The wooden frame of the bed was enough
to house two and a half of his own mattress and it took the big part
of the bedroom. There was a door to his right, a door leading to a
walk-in closet which connected to the toilet and was big enough to
fit his entire bedroom in it.

He looked at the old,
beaten suitcase. How could he compete with that?! How could James go
and just ask him to come live with him? They were worlds apart it
seemed. Just then James walked in and laid on his bed, Harry still on
his chest before be began crawling around the bed, but mostly on top
of James.

“Do you really
think we'll be able to do this?” Severus asked, still standing,
and James could clearly read the awkwardness in his movements.

Detaching Harry from
him, and laying the infant on the bed with his favourite stuffed
animal, James got off the bed and tugged Severus to him, his hands on
his shoulder, more to keep Severus from bolting than to keep him in
place.

“What makes you
say that?”

“We're... too
different, our realities are too different, we see the word different
and-”

“And I think we
can make this work... we're both stubborn, we're not afraid of touchy
subjects, we're not afraid of the other...” he begun, his hand
entangling itself on Severus' head before James gave a playful tug.

“Half the time I
was afraid to upset Lily, and I'm not afraid of that with you.”

“And don't you
think it might be a bit too soon? It's only been three months...”
Severus whispered, even as he stepped forward, his hand automatically
seeking the other's waist, his thumb giving in to the urge to caress
the other male.

“Lily was the
only woman for me but... I think we got comfortable, we felt into
this routine shortly before we had Harry and... and I was too afraid
try and revive our passion, I was scared of what she might think of
me and Lily...” James stopped, stepping out of the embrace and
laying on his bed again, watching his son suck and gnaw on the green
dragon's ear.

“And Lily?”
Severus asked, sitting besides his... his something.

“Lily was too
overwhelmed with everything to pay attention to our own relationship.
I don't blame her!” He added hastily, “I don't blame her
at all... but towards the end our love just wasn't what it was
supposed to be. It felt in disuse... and so, I don't think it's too
soon. Harry might only be five months old but I've been over seven
months without someone who really stirred some sort of passion in
me.”

Severus could only
snort as he made himself comfortable on the bed.

“And you think
we'll keep each other on out toes?”

“Pretty much. I
don't think we're able to be dull. We're too alike and at the same
time too different for something to ever be dull.”

“You're talking
as if we're a couple already.” Severus said, as neutral as he
could even as he stomach started to do somersaults.

“We might be...
and we might not. I've no idea what we are.” he said,
staring at the infant, who was starting to blink hard from sleep.
“Does it bother you?”

“No.” And
it didn't. Not really anyway.

The night passed much
the same way, Harry resisting sleep whenever he woke up, and James
and Severus talking. And sharing either heated kisses that were
simply over too damn soon for either of them to be really satisfied
or tender ones that just reaffirmed their presence.

That week also passed
the same way, with James working with Gringotts and Severus spending
part of the morning and afternoon with Harry before James arrived and
they had dinner, Severus complaining all the way about how he felt
like the wife in the relationship before leaving for his own home for
the evening, much to James' displeasure and protests. He was usually
silenced by Severus with a mind numbing kiss and promises of more.

It was Monday again,
early December when James finally felt as if the ground had been
removed from under his feet and it was only Severus' presence that
kept him from sinking into the black hole his mind wanted to retreat
in.

He didn't notice
Severus shooing the owl out, nor did he notice the sudden flood of
people in his home. He could only stare at the parchment.

It was a simple summon
for a hearing about his parenting skills, which were under doubt. In
front of the whole Wizengamot.

“James?”

“Frank?”

“Did you hear
about this?” The newly stated Longbottom Lord asked, waving a
letter at him.

“They have a
hearing.” Severus said, taking Frank's letter as well. “They're
asking you to testify against James parenting skills?!” he
shouted, staring at Frank and wondering if Longbottom had anything to
do with said hearing.

“Who else is in
it?”

“Albus, as head
of Wizengamot, Sirius as the one to collect evidence and my mother as
vital eyewitness. I'm so sorry James if I knew she would do that...”
Frank stated, wary of touching his friend.

“I need to be
alone right now... if you'll excuse me.” He said with false
calmness, looking around the table to see if there was a somewhat
familiar face but, if asked, he wouldn't be able to name a single one
besides his son, who was looking at everyone in curiosity as he ate
his own version of breakfast.

With shaky hands he got
Harry from the high chair, running to the bedroom as if the hounds of
hell were running after him. Severus was left alone in the kitchen
with Longbottom, Moody and Harry's healer. He looked around them all
seeing shock on healer Michael's face and pure determination on Moody
and Frank. He couldn't help but be thankful for it. Even if James
apparently didn't have Black and Lupin anymore, James still had Frank
Longbottom and Alastor Moody. And that was the only reason why
Severus allowed them to remain in the kitchen while he went to get
James.

He heard his voice
singing, breaking with forced down sobs every so often. And for the
second time that day Severus wished for the heads of Black and
Dumbledore on a plate made of their insides.

“And in this road
we shall walk, hand in hand...” the singing was broke by
silence and Severus could tell James was keeping his tears to himself
as best as he could.

“Curse you and
those of your line Black and may the heavens punish you Dumbledore,
because if I get my hands on you, not even Hell will grant you
freedom.” he murmured, before opening the door to the bedroom
and slipping inside, throwing a privacy ward for good measure.

James was curled up on
the bed, holding on to the tiny infant as he conjured soap balls from
his wand, Harry was quiet, sucking on his thumb and holding on to
Dragon as he stared at his father. Sometimes Severus thought the
child was an Empath for all the noise he made when one was upset but
other times...

Severus climbed on the
bed, pulling them both to him and giving each Potter a kiss on the
forehead, Harry answering him with a toothless smile as Severus
pushed his curls away.
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