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Draco's Saving Grace from his Devastating Past	By : PygmyPuffs Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 9017 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Super Man, Batman, The Avengers, or Deadpool (the last three are only mentioned once and the fourth may be revisited at a later date! This is a Harry Potter Fanfiction)

Chapter List
- 1-Draco
- 2-Harry
- 3-Harry
- 4-Neville
- 5-Draco
- 6-Ginny
- 7-Draco
- 8-Severus
- 9-Harry
- 10-Severus
- 11-Emberly
- 12-Draco
- 13-Emberly
- 14-Death
- 15-Gred and Forge
- 16-Ginny
- 17-Harry
- 18-Andromeda
- 19-Severus
- 20-Draco
- 21-Harry
- 22-The Greengrasses
- 23-Draco
- 24-Severus
- 16
- 17
- 18
Chapter 17: Harry
Harry looked around his office, making sure everything was in place. This was it. He was returning, he wasn’t sure for how long, but he was. He thought about Ron and Hermione, wondered if they were married and had kids yet. He thought of Draco and the letter that he had sent to him just after waking Severus. He hoped he wasn’t angry with him and that he could understand his reason, even just a little bit. Then he thought about Severus…
Harry sighed and shook his head and turned to Emberly what was waiting for him. “You need to understand, Little Flame, that once we enter the World of the Living, your soul will return to the body that it left,” he explained, “It will not be the exact same body, for that has started decaying, but one very similar. Similar enough that it will have many of the injuries that you acquired when falling down the stairs, save for the fatal ones.”
“I understand, Dad. You’ve told me this several times over the years. I’m prepared,” she insisted.
“It will hurt, and you will be a matured soul in the body of a 5-year-old child,” he continued as he made sure his paper work was organized and in its proper places, leaving a scrap of parchment out to write a letter.
“I know, Dad. I’ll be fine,” she assured her father.
“What am I to do while you are gone, Master?” a voice asked from the dark corner.
Harry turned and gave Death a fond smile, “You will continue as if I was still here, my friend. I will not be abandoning my post. I have long accepted it. I will travel back and forth, you have my word,” he assured his longest companion.
“I still do not understand your need to return, Master.”
“I know, but I must. I have promises I need to keep, and Emberly needs human contact and a chance to learn who she could have been.”
“I’ll be ok Death. I will always be grateful to you for bring me here, for allowing me to stay,” Emberly told Death with a smile.
Before either of them could say another word, Death left. Harry sighed sadly and turned back to Emberly, “Are you ready, Sweet One?” Seeing her nod, she absently shook his head, he could worry about Death once he arrived at Draco’s. He knew that Death didn’t understand much about human concepts, and there had been many times he tried to explain to the entity, it just never stuck.
“Alright, take my hand and don’t let go, on second thought, it would perhaps be easier if I carried you,” Harry said with a smile, picking the soul and holding her in his arms.
Emberly giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck, putting her head on his shoulders, “Ok, Daddy.”
Harry chuckled and felt his heart warm when his little soul called him Daddy. It had been many years since the last time she had called him that. “Off we go, and don’t fight what happens, it’ll be over before you know it though,” he assured her, patting her back gently.
Feeling her nod, Harry let the shadows wrap around them and before they knew it, they were in a sitting room that he recognized. He heard Emberly whimper in pain, her tiny hands clutching at his robes. He knew that he should have gone straight to St. Mongo’s, but he felt that it would be better for Draco if he did instead, that and Harry had no interest in seeing his adoring fans.
“Tilly!” he called, as he gently laid the injured girl on the couch near the fireplace. Hearing the ‘pop’ behind him and said before the house elf could say anything, “Can you fetch Draco for me?”
“Right away Master Harry, sir!” came the happy squeak and a ‘pop’
Brushing Emberly’s hair from her pain filled face, he bent down and kissed her forehead. “It’ll be alright, Little Flame. Soon the pain will be gone, and you will be well again.”
“Harry?” a voice asked.
Harry turned and gave Draco a small smile, “I told you I would return, Draco.”
“Yes, but I wasn’t expecting a child to accompany you when you did,” was the reply as the blonde moved over toward them. “Tilly tells me that the child is hurt, so I sent her to retrieve Uncle Sev, if that is alright with you?”
Harry let out a sigh. He knew that Draco would do that, even if he had hoped that he wouldn’t. “It’s fine, don’t worry about it.”
“What happened?” Draco asked, taking Emberly’s hand in his.
“She was murdered,” Harry told him in a near whisper. “Her soul has been with me since her death. I’ve grown attached to her, became a father, a better one than her own ever was, to her. Her name is Emberly.”
He saw Draco look at him from the corner of his eye, but before he could say anything, another voice said, “I’ve brought the potions you requested, Draco.”
Harry froze at the sound of that voice, his hand combing through her hair. “Over here, Uncle,” Draco said, standing and moving out of the way. “It seems Harry here has decided to bring home a stray.”
He could hear Draco’s smirk and mentally cursed the man. He shifted to the side, letting Severus to kneel next to him. “She fell down the stairs. I would have taken her to Mongo’s, but I didn’t want to be swarmed by my adoring fans,” He told him with a sneer at the last words. “I was hoping you could give her some potions, and Draco could take her in my stead?” He asked, glancing back at Draco, who gave him a small nod. “Thank you, Draco.”
“Let me see, Potter. I ask that you stop touching her so that I may get an accurate diagnostic without your magic interfering.” Severus said.
Harry felt a shiver run down his back, removing his hand from his little girl’s hair. Having the man so close to him, the smell of potions and earth filling his nose, made it difficult for him to keep his hands, and his mouth, off the man.
He watched as the spell was cast and the parchment erupt from the tip of his wand. He returned his hand to his Little Flame’s hair to continue to sooth her. “Draco, I need a grade 2 pain relief potion and a blood replenisher as well, if you could,” Severus asked, hand held out waiting for the vials. Once he felt them in his hand, he turned to Harry and said, “If you could assist me in giving her these, Potter.”
“Of course, sir,” Harry said, quickly moving up so that he was sitting next to her head, lifting her chin and opened her mouth gently. He watched as his love place the vial to her lips before slowly pouring it in her mouth. He then messaged her throat, helping her to swallow. He continued the process until both vials were empty.
Harry knew the moment that the pain reliever took effect. He watched as her breathing evened out, her body relaxed, and her eyes fluttered open. “D…Daddy?” she said in a small voice, still laced with residual pain.
“Shh, I’m here Sweet One,” Harry said gently, brushing the back of his fingers against her cheek, “Sleep, now, and when you next wake, the pain will be gone completely. Draco will take you to the hospital.”
“’K, Daddy,” she whispered as sleep took hold of her.
“Thank you, Severus,” Harry said, finally looking up at the man still kneeling on the floor next to the couch. His breath caught in his throat, and his heart pounded in his chest.
Severus was breath taking. He had healed well and gain the wait he had lost. He could see that his hair wasn’t greasy and was still as long as it was three years before. He must have decided to keep it long, Harry thought to himself. Even his skin was a healthy hue, tanned from being outside in the gardens no doubt.
“Of course, Potter…”
“Harry…my name is Harry, sir,” Harry interrupted, and to his mortification, a blush bloomed on his cheeks. He sent a glare at Draco when he started chuckling, only it had the opposite effect, causing him to bend over barely concealing his laughter
“Harry then. I am glad that I was here to help,” Severus stood and brushed imagined dirt off his robes. He then cast a spell, one to make sure Emberly stayed asleep, and another to make sure she remained immobile during the trip to St. Mongo’s.
Harry nodded, took a spare quill from his pocket and cast, “Portus,” before handing it off to Draco. “That should take you straight into the receiving room of Mongo’s,” he said as explanation.
Before Draco could leave, Harry quickly continued, “I hope you don’t mind if I go and visit Andromeda and Teddy. It’s been some time since I last saw them, and I know that Teddy should be getting ready to go to Hogwarts come September.”
Draco let out sigh, but shook his head, “No, of course not. Don’t be a stranger here either. I have a spare room made up for you, so you better be back soon rather than later.”
Harry nodded, kissed Emberly’s head and giving her hand a gentle squeeze. “Thank you, for doing this Draco. I appreciate it,” he moved over to the fire place, taking a small handful of powder. As he past his friend, he heard him mutter, “Coward…”
He stopped for a moment and glanced at him, nodded. Yes, he was a coward, and he wasn’t afraid to admit, at least not to himself or Draco. He tossed the powder, stepped into the hearth, and called out, “Tonk’s Abode!” and disappeared in a flash of emerald green, neither of the other men seeing the letter that appeared on the table that was between the two of them.
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