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CHAPTER FOUR

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"Err," said Harry, stepping aside. "Yeah, come in."

Dumbledore and Snape both walked in as James and Lily came in from the kitchen. "Oh, hello, Albus! Severus," Lily said with an uncertain smile. "Is everything alright?"

"Oh, nothing to worry about, Lily," Dumbledore assured her with a smile. "Shall we sit? Severus and I have something we would like to discuss with you, James, and Harry."

"Alright, have a seat," Lily said. "I'll just go check on the food and turn everything off."

"Oh, I do apologize, Lily. We did not mean to intrude, but we felt it was best to discuss this as soon as possible," Dumbledore explained.

"It's fine, really," Lily assured them as she walked into the kitchen to turn everything off. Dumbledore and Snape both took separate chairs that sat nearby each other as Harry sat down, hesitantly, on the couch. It was strange enough that Dumbledore and Snape were here so late in the day but they wanted to talk to Harry as well as his parents. They said it was nothing to worry about but Harry couldn't help but wonder if something big was happening. Had they found another Horcrux and Dumbledore wanted to ask him to come, with the permission of his parents? Harry felt a rush of excitement at that thought and looked over his shoulder, hoping his mother would come back in soon.

"Back to your room, Gracie," he heard Lily's voice say. "Tell Ron and Hermione they're welcome to stay but dinner's going to be a little late. We're having a-"

"Mum, I'm tired of being in my room," Grace whined.

"Grace, you are thirteen years old, start acting your age! We have company! Now, go to your room."

"But I found the potion that will turn Hermione's hair back to normal!"

"Then go help her fix her hair, Grace!" Lily hissed. "I'll let you know when you can come back downstairs."

Grace sighed heavily. "Yes, Mum."

Lily finally appeared with a small smile. "Would anyone like anything to drink?"

"Oh, don't you worry about refreshments, Lily. I always come prepared," Dumbledore said, pulling a few bottles of butterbeer out of his robes. Harry grinned and Lily smiled gratefully. Then she walked over to the couch to sit in between her son and husband. Everyone took a butterbeer appreciatively except Snape, who only eyed Dumbledore in a manner that made the older wizard shrug and put the bottle away. "Now, where were we?"

Snape sighed heavily then reached into his robes, pulling out a scroll and handing it to Dumbledore. Dumbledore smiled as he took it and held it up to show the Potters. "Ah yes! I hold in my hand the results of the latest…Well, we don't really have a name for it yet, do we, Severus?"

"Not yet," Snape replied.

"Well, the latest soul mate results, then," Dumbledore said, standing up and taking a few steps nearer where the Potter family sat. "Why don't you take a look at it, Harry?"

Blinking in surprise, Harry reached out to take the scroll then glanced at his parents, who looked just as surprised and curious and confused as he felt. "Umm…Okay," Harry said, fumbling to untie the maroon ribbon that held it together. Someone must have done the soul mate…thing…and gotten him as a result. Various people flickered through his mind, though he figured none of them made much sense. Cho, Lavender, Parvati, Marietta, Katie, and other girls that weren't in the Order so wouldn't know about this.

His hands shook slightly in anticipation as he unrolled the parchment and flipped it around when he realized the writing was upside down. His fingers tightened around the parchment, emerald green eyes widening as he stared at the words written there.

The soul counterpart of Severus Tobias Snape is one Harry James Potter.

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The soul counterpart of Severus Tobias Snape is one Harry James Potter.

For several long moments, Severus just stared at the parchment that rested on the table. He blinked and settled back into the couch, barely registering what he had seen. He was dreaming…having a nightmare, really. Maybe he was seeing things. There was no way that the Potter brat was his soul mate. He had known this was going to be a very bad idea! No…It was likely there had been some mistake with this. Who knew if it even worked right? He had tested it out once after Sharon Charles on two living specimen. They had been tested and it turned out to be true. But that could have been a fluke…Sheer luck. That didn't mean this actually worked and was flawless. Maybe the potion in the ink had spoiled or its effects had been dampened somehow.

Severus sat up and reached out, taking the top sheet of parchment, setting it aside, grabbing the quill and pricking his finger again, letting the tip of the quill soak up his blood a moment before dipping it into the ink before setting it on the parchment then repeating the process of muttering, "Nomen anima mea." He settled back and watched as the quill glowed then stood up before it wrote on the parchment. If it was messing up, surely it would provide a different name to prove there was a problem with it.

When the quill dropped, Severus leaned over and stared at the paper…just stared at it, hoping the words would change in front of his eyes. When nothing happened, Severus glowered at them then flicked his wand, sending the two useless sheets of parchment into the fireplace and muttering a quick spell to light a fire. There was somethingverywrong with that spell.

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"Umm…" Potter Jr. said, just gaping at the parchment and looking up in a panic at his parents. "Is…Is this some sort of joke?"

Dumbledore just smiled pleasantly at the scene and Severus frowned in disgust. He turned his eyes back to the Potters. Potter Jr. just looked to every person in the room anxiously, hoping for some sort of answer. Lily just stared, completely dumbfounded, frowning and looking incredibly pale. Severus had to force himself to tear his eyes from her lovely face and glanced at Potter Sr. He blinked in surprise, but slowly grinned, to Severus's shock. Potter Sr. laughed and turned to them.

"This is great! Very funny. You really had us going," Potter Sr. said. "Who put you up to this? We're going to have to have a talk with Padfoot about his humor."

Dumbledore's smile never left his face. "I assure you, James, this is no joke."

"J-James…" Lily said, finally looking up to her husband. "This…this is…"

"Not real," Potter Sr. assured her. "I mean, come on! That doesn't make any sense!" he said, his grin now strained as he gestured towards the parchment, his laugh a bit panicked.

"For once, we agree on something, Potter," Severus said. He almost instantly regretting speaking the moment all eyes in the room turned to him. Dumbledore had lost his smile, though his eyes hadn't lost their twinkle. Potters Jr. and Sr. stared at him in suspicion. Lily…Well, Lily couldn't quite rid herself of the pure shock in her green eyes, as though she couldn't quite be sure of anything at the moment.

"Not everything in life makes sense, James," Dumbledore explained after a moment. "Some of the best things remain complete mysteries to the human mind."

"I hardly call this good, headmaster," Potter Jr. said. "Erm…No offense."

"I assure you, my feelings are the same," Severus replied. "I believe we should perform a test to see if these results hold true or not."

"Wait, I thought this…that this thing was supposed to tell you," Harry said, waving the parchment.

"It is supposed to give you the name of your soul mate," Dumbledore explained. "However, there existed various methods of testing whether or not someone was your soul mate. The technique Professor Snape developed would help find your soul mate. Whereas this tests only tell you whether the person you are performing them with is the right person or not. It's a test that Professor Snape used to verify whether or not his method worked, I believe."

"Yes, it was," Severus said. "Though there must be some sort of fluke and the sooner we prove that something's wrong with it, the better."

"Or prove that there is nothing wrong with it," Dumbledore added.

"No, there's got to be something wrong with it," Potter Sr. said.

"I'm sure there is. As brilliant as you are, Severus, not everyone can do everything perfectly," Lily said, looking relieved.

"Yeah, it's just a mistake," Potter Jr. said.

"Well, then, let us see, shall we?" Dumbledore asked, standing up. "Severus. Harry." He motioned for them both to stand.

Severus sighed heavily before pushing himself to his feet and walking to the center of the room, meeting Potter Jr. halfway. He smirked despite himself at Potter Jr.'s obvious nervousness, uncertainty and fear. Potter Jr. turned and quickly handed the parchment back to his mother before returning to where Severus was waiting in the center of the room.

"Show him the position, Severus," Dumbledore instructed.

Severus could have laughed at the alarmed look on the boy's face. Severus reached out and grabbed the boy's arms, extending them before him straight then sliding his hands up to grasp him just under the elbows. "Hold your arms firm. Hold me in the same area," Severus said distastefully. He felt the boy fumble a bit before wrapping his hands around Severus's arms weakly. "Tightly," Severus instructed, nodding to Dumbledore when the boy had it right.

"Good. Now hold still and focus on each other," Dumbledore instructed. "Keep eye contact, it is the best way."

Great. Now he had to look the boy in the eye…Lily's eyes. Severus steeled himself and met that bright green gaze, never having felt so awkward in his life. Standing so close to the young Potter…touching him in such a manner…Looking into his eyes this way. Luckily, Potter Jr. didn't seem to be faring much better. He still seemed a bit dazed and confused over the whole thing. The sooner Dumbledore did this, the sooner they could both rest easy.

Dumbledore held out his wand and pressed its tip against Severus's chest before drawing it slowly from there to Potter Jr.'s as he chanted the words. "Tantum veneficus of animus materia mos tripudio una in consensio."

A white silver glow seemed to spread from the top of Potter Jr's head to the tips of his toes, downwards and upwards to meet in the middle. A dark gray-blue glow seemed to spread out of Severus in the same way. The magic flowed down their arms at the same time until meeting in the middle and pausing there for a moment. Seconds later, to Severus's horror, the colors began to mingle and merged in the middle into a murky brownish gray color before pushing back, lightening the further it went, replacing their own individual colors with what turned out to be a dark silver-purple. It began to tingle and burn slightly as it moved back through his body and turned icy cold when it completed. In between them, in a puff of dark purple smoke, was the ancient rune symbol for soul mates.

The room was silent for a long moment. Dumbledore wore a pleased expression and Lily looked horrified. Only Potters Sr. and Jr. looked confused. Potter Sr. turned to his wife, questions in his hazel eyes. Potter Jr. looked from Severus to Dumbledore to his parents and back again.

"So…Erm…What's that mean?" Potter Jr. asked after a while.

"It means you're soul mates, my dear boy," Dumbledore said kindly.

"What?" Potter Jr. said.

"No…No, absolutely not," Potter Sr. said.

"Shite," muttered Lily, dropping her face into her hands.

Shite was right, Severus thought to himself. Potter Jr. could not be his soul mate. Nothing anywhere near related to that idiot git of a Gryffindor could be anything of any importance to Severus. It was a great misfortune to Severus to be forced to have anything to do with his two brats at all at Hogwarts. This, though? This was too much. It couldn't be possible! It didn't make any sense in the slightest!

"You must have done it wrong," Potter Sr. said.

Even Albus Dumbledore could make mistakes. Severus had never been so agreeable with James Potter in all of his life. But yes, if Severus could mess up his own creation, why couldn't Dumbledore screw this spell up? Dumbledore wasn't perfect. No one was, no matter how brilliant and skilled a wizard.

"Even if he did mess it up, it wouldn't have worked at all. That symbol, though? That was the rune meaning soul mates. If he buggered it up, none of that would have happened at all," Lily murmured. She sighed heavily and finally lifted her head, looking from her son to her best friend sadly. "They're…they're soul mates."

"No, they're not!" Potter Sr. snapped. "Absolutely not."

"James," Lily sighed.

"Err…No offense, but could we get a second opinion?" Potter Jr. asked hopefully.

"Harry," Lily scolded.

"I assure you, Mr. Potter, I'm no more pleased about this than you," Severus said, dread filling him deeply. "However, loathe as I am to say it, I don't think performing any more tests will provide more gratifying results."

"This just isn't possible," said Potter Sr., shaking his head.

"Exactly," Potter Jr. agreed.

Denial was tempting but a mind such as Severus's found it hard to continue with providing excuses. There was nothing, no other means of proving the information false. There was no way Dumbledore could have messed up that spell. Lily had been right; if Dumbledore had messed up, nothing would have happened at all. Severus had seen it for himself, had feltit. There was no denying this, no matter how much he desperately wanted to.

"James. Harry. Calm down," Lily said, taking a deep, calming breath of her own. "There's nothing to be upset over. Soul mates…It's not always a romantic relationship, correct, Albus?"

"You're correct," Dumbledore said with a nod.

"See? It doesn't…It doesn't have to mean anything strange," Lily said, swallowing hard. It seemed as though she didn't fully trust her own words.

"One should hope not," Severus muttered, eying the boy. Potter Jr. slumped down against the couch, looking lost in thought. Potter Sr., however, looked furious.

"Doesn't have to," Potter Sr. spat. "But it could! What makes you think Snivellus won't use this to try…to try something on Harry!"

"James Irving Potter!" Lily snapped. "Severus is not some…some pedophile!"

"Right," Potter Sr. snarled.

"James!" hissed Lily.

"Don't, Lily!" Potter Sr. shot back. "Think for one second! Snape and I hardly have a good past, do we? Huh? We've never been on good terms and he's hardly friendly to Harry. Don't you think, for even one second, that the git would use this to his advantage!"

"It's not like they have to live together, get married or anything like that, James!" Lily shouted. "I don't see how being…being like this is going to change anything! If he wanted to do anything to Harry, he would have done it already! As he hasn't, I don't think he will!"

"I don't trust him!" Potter Sr. retorted.

"Yes, well I do!" Lily snapped back.

"Lily, James," Dumbledore said quietly, but it was enough to get the couple to stop arguing and turning to Dumbledore, looking suddenly sheepish by their outburst. "This is a matter best discussed calmly, I would think."

"Of course, headmaster," Lily said apologetically. Potter Sr. just muttered under his breath like the buffoon he was.

"Now, I assure you, nothing funny will take place between Severus and Harry," Dumbledore said kindly. "I trust Severus with my life, and I should hope that would be enough for all of you." There was a small silence in which Dumbledore waited for all of the Potters to nod their agreement before continuing. "Now,there is no more question as to whether or not they are truly soul mates. What would you like to do about the Soul Bond?"

"I…don't…I don't like it," Potter Sr. said, clearly struggling to keep himself calm. Lily sent him a sharp look and Potter Sr. ignored it pointedly. "I don't want my son entering into any sort of bond with him."

Lily sighed and shook her head. "While I do trust Severus, I don't think I want anything to happen either. At least not until we learn more about Soul Bonding."

"What?" Potter Jr. demanded. "Why?"

Everyone turned to stare at the boy in surprise. Potter Jr. shifted uncomfortably under the scrutiny and avoided their gazes. Was the boy actually considering going through with the bond? Severus himself hadn't put forth much thought into that until now. He had been too busy thinking of ways he could have screwed this up, thinking of any excuse that it could be wrong to even think about what they should do if it was true.

Lily was the first to speak. "Well, Harry…Look, there haven't been many cases of soul mates or Soul Bonds. In known history, there have only been about twenty four people in all of the world who ever found their soul mate. At least where it was confirmed. Only five pairs of those ever performed the Soul Bond and there were not many people around who cared to study it. Before now, the last pair known to be soul mates were found in 1902 and the last actual known Soul Bond was in 1847. While I think anything truly dangerous has been ruled out, I don't feel comfortable with you doing this until we know a little more about what does happen."

"But if nothing too bad can happen then what does it matter?" Potter Jr. asked.

"Because you're only sixteen and you shouldn't be jumping into these types of things without knowing the consequences. While Soul Bonds may not sound so bad compared to other bonds that exist, performing any sort of bond with anyone else should not be taken lightly," Lily explained.

"But if it's going to help-" Potter Jr. started.

"It doesn't matter, Harry," Lily cut in sharply. "You keep trying to take responsibility for everything but you don't have to. Yes, this will help some people but you're young, Harry. What you're doing is enough for now.

"Well, Severus," Dumbledore said before any of the Potters could continue arguing. "What do you think?"

"I hardly think it matters since his parents have already made up their minds," Severus explained.

"You don't mean…?" Lily said, looking surprised.

Severus shrugged. "If he would choose to do so, I would not see a problem with performing the bond. The idea of being able to broaden one's abilities is intriguing and would do me personally some good, I believe. And with no known harm to come from the bond,I would actually prefer to be able to do so."

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Grace Potter raced from her bedroom down the hallway, slowing down when she neared the staircase where Ron and Hermione were sitting. She held in her hand another small vial of color remover from the kit Fred and George had sent her then sat back down behind Hermione. The top half of her hair was back to its natural brown color, though it had a bit of green tint in it that would, hopefully, go away soon. She would have to ask Fred and George about it to be sure. "I got it," Grace whispered, sitting back down behind Hermione, a bit annoyed that she had to miss so much of the conversation taking place downstairs. "What's going on?" she asked, pouring a bit of the pale gray liquid into her hands and applying it to the still blue portion of Hermione's hair.

Ron turned to her, his blue eyes incredibly wide. "S…Snape is Harry's soul mate."

"Ha!" Grace squealed, slapping her hands over her mouth in response and immediately cringing as she got a bit of the potion in it. She quickly removed her slick hands, wiping her wet mouth on the sleeve of her shirt. Hermione spun around to glare at her, finger over her mouth to keep them both quiet. "Are you serious?" Grace demanded, smacking her mouth a bit and cringing in revulsion at the taste. This was worse than vomit flavored Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans!

"Mhm," Hermione said quietly. "Harry and Mr. Potter were really upset about it and tried to say it wasn't true, but, well, there's no way you can really make mistakes with that test. It either doesn't work or it's true."

"And Harry apparently wants to bond with Snape now," Ron said with a shudder.

"And Snape agrees," Hermione added.

"But your parents are really against it, saying they don't want Harry doing any Bond until they know more about it," Ron explained. "Though I think your dad just doesn't want it to be with Snape, even if it turned out to be the safest bond ever invented."

"Oh wow," Grace whispered, returning to rubbing the potion into Hermione's hair while they strained to listen to the argument taking place downstairs. James was yelling at Snape a bit, calling him a pervert, while Lily tried to calm him down and argue that she still didn't want Harry doing it. Harry, meanwhile, said it would be good. If he and Snape agreed to do it, that was all that mattered. Eventually, Snape told him to shut up and listen to his parents, that his father was too hard headed to ever change his mind.

"Blimey,if they start throwing hexes, I'm going down there to watch! I don't care what anyone says," Ron whispered.

"Ronald!" Hermione scolded. "It wouldn't be good of Mr. Potter and Snape to fight. It's really immature of them as it is to carry on this way."

"Immature, but brilliant," Grace said in awe. She loved listening to this argument. It was always fun seeing people get upset and fight. The fact that they were arguing over whether or not Harry should do a Soul Bond with Snape was just so surreal. Very strange! Grace had to wonder if this wasn't just some elaborate scheme to use against her just so people would make fun of her for falling for it or something. But that seemed like too much trouble and not many people would put that sort of time or effort into a prank. Besides, if they really wanted to screw around, they would have said that Grace was Snape's soul mate or something. 'Better Harry than me,' she thought with a snicker.

"Well, we should probably go soon, Ron. Once Grace finishes my hair," Hermione added and Grace sighed, taking the hint, quickly working more of the potion into her thick hair.

"What? Why? Don't you want to ask Dumbledore about the soul mate thing?" Ron asked. Grace had a feeling he was more interested in listening to the rest of this conversation rather than finding out if his girlfriend of two years was his soul mate or not.

"We can ask him another time," Hermione said impatiently. "Besides, he's busy at the moment and he might have something to do after this. And I'm sure the Potters will want some privacy once Dumbledore and Snape leave to discuss this further."

"Oh alright," Ron said, sounding disappointed.

"I'll let you know how it goes," Grace promised, quickly rubbing the last of the potion into Hermione's hair and checking for any spots she missed. She found a small strand of blue still underneath everything but she figured she could just leave that there. She didn't feel like having to hunt down another phial just for that one area. "Well, you're all done. You'll have to leave it alone for a few hours but you can shower after that. Your hair might be a bit greasy for a few days though, since we used so much in one day."

"Great," sighed Hermione.

"It'll be like dating Snape," Ron muttered.

Grace couldn't help but laugh loudly but forced herself to try to quiet down when Hermione shot her another glare before slapping Ron playfully on the arm. Grace wiped her slick hands on her sweat pants, surprised when it stained the yellow pants red but not really caring. These sweats had so many stains from other stuff and they were mainly just to wear around the house anyway. Hermione stood up and pulled Ron with her. "Okay, we'll go on now. Tell Harry we'll talk to him later and that he can owl us if he needs us. There's a Floo network up here, right?"

"Yeah, in Dad's office," Grace told them. "He won't mind, you can go ahead. Bye! Let me know if your hair turns any other weird colors."

Hermione glared at her. "I will," she said, taking Ron's hand and leading him off down the hall in the direction of James's office. Meanwhile, Grace scooted nearer towards the railing and even moved down a few steps to get closer. She should probably wash up before dinner, especially with how sticky her hands felt and they smelled awful,like hippogriff dung or something. The conversation, though, was infinitely more interesting than cleanliness.

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"…Look, Harry, just give it a while," Lily said. "I'm not saying no forever. There's no need to rush into this anyway."

"But-" Harry said. Maybe it was sort of…really very weird thinking of Snape as his soul mate. The important thing was, though, was that they could help each other. According to Dumbledore, Snape was on their side. And their side needed to be as strong as possible. Soul mates and Soul Bonding could make you stronger. They needed that! The Order needed every upper hand it could get against Voldemort! Besides, they had already agreed that nothing too terrible could come from it. They just did it and they'd be more powerful. Right? He had to admit that did sound a bit too good to be true. But, whatever cost, it would be worth it, right?

"No buts, Harry. I don't want to hear another argument about this," Lily snapped, finally losing patience. "My answer is final. You're just going to have to wait."

Harry was about to argue but his father cut in. "Harry, listen to your mother. Go upstairs and check on your sister."

Sensing that arguing was not going to get him anywhere tonight, Harry sighed and reluctantly stood up. The living room was silent so Harry figured they would be starting more interesting conversations once he was out of the way. As Harry headed out, though, there was a knock on the door. He glanced at his parents who nodded for him to answer it. He changed direction and headed to the door, grinning as he opened it.

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