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Kit	By : withdemonwings Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 41265 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Don’t worry, Morrigayne and unneeded , this story is actually finished, and hopefully I will be posting a chapter a day (or every other day) until it’s finished.

Kit

Chapter 2

Holding the kitten firmly, but gently, Severus was careful not to jostle him, something that Harry was grateful for because everything hurt.

Soon enough Severus had a bed made for the injured kitten in his private, no students allowed, laboratory.

Instead of leaving the frightened kitten alone, because the poor thing was shaking like a leaf; Severus summoned what he needed his lab.

Crookshanks hopped onto the desk, intent on watching the dark man and his kit.

He knew this kitten was the dark haired human that was often with his own human, but he had no way of helping him, other than keeping him safe.

His human had recently begun treating everything and everyone she had held dear badly; putting them down like she’d begun to do with the dark haired boy, and ignoring them like she’d done to Crookshanks, which was why the ginger cat had taken to Harry as he had. He was gentle and kind; he brushed him and fed him when he wanted something other than rodent.

When his human wasn’t ignoring Harry or putting him down she was spending more and more time with the red headed one that was always trying to blame things on Crookshanks. He huffed; he wasn’t the only feline that liked to use the red heads shoes as a waste receptacle.

Crookshanks shook himself back to his kitten and the dark haired man.

The kitten was curled up on the makeshift bed, asleep. Crookshanks gave Snape a curious, if concerned, look as the man gently scratched behind the kitten’s ears.

‘He’ll be okay, he just needs to rest a while,’ Snape offered without looking at the other cat.

Crookshanks butted his head against Snape’s hand before rubbing against his arm. With a meow he curled around the kitten, intent on keeping him safe.

=^.^=

Snape was glad for his animal mastery and grateful to Hagrid for allowing him to study with him and for tutoring Snape in all things animal.

He set up the cot he kept here for when he had to keep an eye on volatile potions or when he wanted to get away from Albus and his meddling ways.

=^.^=

Harry woke for the second time surrounded by orange fur. Something he wasn’t totally opposed to because it made him feel safe, warm and wanted.

He was still sore but it wasn’t like yesterday when it had hurt too much to move; now it was like he had just started a very intense workout.

Harry stretched and clamoured out of the ginger cushion and explored the table he was on, butting his head against Crookshanks before he ventured to the other side. Crookshanks watched him wearily.

He didn’t get very far before he settled on the edge of the table watching Snape as he slept. The man looked... younger, softer.

At Snape’s sudden, wordless cry, Harry scampered back into an alert and slightly irate Crookshanks.

Severus sat on the edge of the cot, the blanket across his lap and his head in his hands. Harry moved back to the edge of the desk and gave a soft meow.

It was Snape’s turn to be confused as his head shot up and he went for his wand.

Before he could cast anything Harry, as Kit, gave another soft meow. Severus gave a soft chuckle and lowered his wand as he moved to the desk, and Harry.

‘Don’t you look much better,’ he stated as he scratched behind Kit’s ears. Harry couldn’t help himself, his eyes fell closed and he purred, leaning into the touch.

‘I’m just going to make sure everything’s as it should be,’ Severus offered softly as he gently probed the tender sides. Harry mewled when Snape hit a tender spot.

Severus winced in sympathy, ‘I’m sorry, Kit,’ he soothed. ‘A little more medicine and more rest and you’ll be right as rain,’ he offered. He fed Kit and the older cat glared at Snape before the human summoned an elf with a bowl of food for Crookshanks.

The ginger cat sniffed it; it was the same stuff that the younger dark haired human had fed him. He batted his head against the older man and purred softly before he ate.

He left the cats on the table and headed into his rooms.

Harry set about trying to examine the room he was in but he couldn’t get off the table, it was way too high.

Crookshanks left his food to take Harry by the scruff of his neck and hopped onto a chair then to the ground where he deposited Harry before going back to his breakfast.

When Snape returned to his lab Crookshanks was sitting on the table cleaning himself as Kit struggled to climb the blanket to get onto the cot.

‘What are you trying to do?’ Severus asked the kitten who was trying to climb the blanket and get himself unstuck at the same time, neither plan seemed to be working very well.

Harry gave an undignified squawk and struggled even more as Snape tried to pry him from the blanket.

‘Relax, little one, I only want to help,’ Snape said softly. Holding the blanket down with his foot he lifted the cat from the blanket. If Harry could have he would have been blushing furiously. As it was he simply buried himself in Snape when the man held him tightly.

‘Why did you want up here?’ Snape asked setting Kit on the cot.

I wanted to know what smelled so good, Harry replied, not that Snape could hear him. It took Harry a moment to realize that the smell was Snape himself. It was an odd smell, coconuts and burnt matches, there was an under note of something purely Snape. Coconuts were something that Harry never would’ve associated with Snape, but somehow it seemed to fit.

Severus chuckled softly as the kitten scrambled up his arm to his neck where the feline sniffed his neck, tickling him with his whiskers before perching himself on Snape’s shoulder purring in contentment.

Snape, and the kitten, headed up to the great hall, Crookshanks following behind them.

All through breakfast Harry stayed on Snape’s shoulder despite the giggles from the students and the amused smirks from his colleagues. They both ignored Albus’ all-knowing twinkle.

The sole reason that Severus had brought the kitten up into the great hall was so that whichever loathsome, snivelling, irritating child owned it could come and claim the small furry beast he had grown absurdly fond of in the course of a night.

Much to Severus’ internal delight, no one did.

‘It’s high time you claimed a familiar, Severus,’ Albus stated as Severus stood to leave.

‘He’s far too young for that yet,’ Severus stated before he billowed out of the great hall, ignoring that retched twinkle.
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