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The Owl's Nest	By : Eskimita Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 23412 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 12
Disclaimer: I am not nor will I ever be J.K. Rowling. I make no money from this nor do I own Harry Potter or any characters therein.

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Harry had been slipping in and out of consciousness for days before he finally woke up and was able to speak in a coherent sentence. Looking around at the hospital wing, he started shaking.

"No. No. Can't be in the castle. Mate'll be mad. Can't be here."

Before Madam Pomfrey could make her way over to him from the second year she was treating, Harry's magic swirled around him, making him disappear from the hospital wing. The second year, suffering from one too many WWW candies, and Madam Pomfrey both shreaked, not knowing where the boy had gone.

SSHP

Severus knew the minute his mate had finally regained consciousness. As badly as he wanted to rush to his mate's bedside, he was in the middle of tutoring a bumbling Neville Longbottom on how to make Draught of the Living Dead. Severus growled with impatience and focused on the Gryffindor in his lab rather than the one in the hospital wing.

When the time came that Severus was finally able to rush to his mate's side, it was all the man could do not to run. Instead, his robes whipped around him as he walked quickly to the hospital wing.

What he encountered when he opened the door was not what he expected. Rather than seeing his pregnant Veela curled up in a bed, he found Madam Pomfrey frantically pulling at her hair as she cursed the Gryffindor Golden Boy for leaving her care.

"Poppy, where is he?"

"He vanished. I was treating Miss Collins and he woke up and just disappeared."

Severus growled and stormed out of the hospital wing, cursing every god who had decided that he should be the mate of the insufferable Harry Potter. He stalked across the Hogwarts grounds, climbing the stairs to the owlery and letting his anger rise. As he pushed open the door, he heard a squeak of fear and saw his wayward mate curling up in a mess of his own feathers.

"And what, pray tell, do you believe you are doing out here, Mr. Potter?"

Harry curled up more into himself and muttered, "You told me not to wander the castle, sir. I can't wander the castle if I'm not in it, sir."

Severus once more felt his heart clench in guilt. He was the reason his mate was risking not only himself, but also their child. Before the guilt could seize at him, he strengthened his resolve.

"Once again, Mr. Potter, you have proved yourself to be an incompetent fool. As it is blatantly obvious that you lack the basic brain functions to care for yourself, you will be moving into my quarters, effective immediately. Now get up, you idiot and let's go."

Harry stood, trying to disguise his fear of his mate, and followed Severus out of the tower and back into the castle. Severus stormed down to his dungeon rooms and summoned a house elf.

"Retrieve Mr. Potter's belongings from Gryffindor Tower and store them in my cupboard. He will be living with me now."

Harry stood by the door, his head bent in a subservient manner, knowing that his mate wouldn't like it if he explored his quarters.

"You, Mr. Potter, will sleep on this couch unless I invite you to share my bed. You will not bring your cacophonous friends into my living space. If you wish to see them, you may visit with them in the Great Hall or the Library. I don't want you in the Gryffindor Common Room any longer. You will be where I can access you at all times, understood."

Harry bit back the retort that rose in his throat, knowing that his defiance would only anger his mate; instead he nodded silently, not meeting Severus's eyes.

"Now boy, finish your homework and then we shall depart to the Great Hall for dinner."

SSHP

Severus excused himself into his personal Potions lab, throwing up a Silencing charm as he closed and warded the door. He cursed the closest object to him, watching in satisfaction as the cauldron melted.

'Why is the cursed brat being so compliant? I tell him to jump; he does so. It's intolerable. Where is the famed Potter arrogance? Where is his defiance for all authority and rules?'

Something in Severus's mind told him that Potter was not his father and could not be expected to behave just like a man he had never known, but Severus pushed it down. Potter was being far too submissive. He couldn't stand it.

He wanted his mate to be the boy he was when they had first discovered that he was Potter's mate. He wanted to see that spark in the emerald eyes again, not this resignation that he now faced. No matter what he did now to raise the boy's hackles, he didn't get a response like he had that first memorable day.

Flashback

Severus entered Grimmauld Place with his traditional sneer. He had no desire to attend this Order meeting, but the Puppetmaster had once again pulled on his strings, forcing him to do his bidding. He entered the kitchen and felt a slight satisfaction at the glares that he was met with. Yes, this nest of Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs couldn't stand him, and it was perfectly acceptable in his mind.

He took his seat and waited for Albus to call the meeting to order, noting that the Golden Trio had once again been forbidden from joining the meeting. The thought of how that must rub Potter the wrong way sent waves of glee down his spine. Anything that put the boy in his place made Severus happy.

Albus warded the door and approached the table, clearing his throat. Before he could begin the meeting, there was a screech outside the door and the room shook as something attempted to break through the Headmaster's wards.

"Not to worry, everyone. I'm sure that it is merely Crookshanks attempting to beg Molly for some cream."

Everyone chuckled slightly at that excuse; although it was clear to Severus that no one believed it. Once again, Albus called the meeting to order.

"Now, I have news from the Ministry that will be helpful to us in our endeavor to-"

Before Albus could finish his sentence, the kitchen door was ripped from its hinges and standing in the doorway was a furious, and feathered, Harry Potter.

"Harry, my boy, you know you aren't supposed to be in these meetings."

Harry showed no sign of hearing Albus as he entered the room, sniffing lightly. Before Severus could pull out his wand and aid the Headmaster in ridding the room of the pest, he had an armful of messy haired Gryffindor and black and green wings surrounded him.

"Oh dear, I didn't expect this to happen."

"Albus, what is the meaning of this?"

"Well, my boy, I'm afraid that young Harry here has just found his mate."

The bundle in Severus's arms growled as the Headmaster made to approach him, burrowing his head against Severus's chest.

"You can't mean-"

"Oh but I do, Severus. You are Harry Potter's mate."

End Flashback

Severus stalked over to his cauldron to finish brewing the prenatal potion his mate would need to start taking. He could remember quite vividly how adamant he had been that he was not Harry Potter's mate, how desperately both he and the boy had fought the creature bond. But it had all been for nothing. He and the boy were indeed mates.

The first few months had been exactly what Severus expected. Potter fought with him on everything, refusing to bend to his will. But something during the Christmas break had changed the boy. When he had returned from Ottery St. Catchpole, the boy had been completely submissive to his desires.

At first, Severus thought he would enjoy the obedience of his mate, but he found himself missing the spirit of the boy known as Harry Potter. He missed the spark of indignation that could raise ire like no one else. Severus sighed. In truth, he missed his mate.
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