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Anything For You	By : lexiatel Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 7798 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to Jk Rowling, I do not make any profit in writing this story what so ever, I am just having some fun.

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A/N: Some people are going to hate me for this chapter... but meh, it's what I want to do. Adds to the fluff I wish this to turn out to be.
WARNING: There's a particular dropping of the ever 'loved' F-Bomb in this chapter. Just a heads up to my more tender eyed readers.
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Chapter 6
Christmas was upon them, and Severus was sure that little Harry had never had a decent one that he could remember. This year was going to be different for Harry though. Severus had made a promise of that.
Like his father, Harry had taken an interest in Quidditch. Something Severus hadn't really paid much attention to in his youth, but he was thinking of getting Harry a broom just the same. Lupin had said that when Harry was a baby he was fascinated with flying.
"I get to buy him the broom." Severus told Lupin when they were discussing what gifts to buy for him. They had been tolerant of each other for Harry's sake. And Severus would never admit it out loud, but Lupin could be useful at times, knowing how to deal with children much better than he, and he had learned some coherency tricks from the werewolf that proved to be effective with Harry (and even Draco).
"I was thinking on the junior Quidditch set anyway. My pockets aren't as deep as yours."
"Good idea." Severus said nodding.
On Christmas Day, Severus had feared he had gotten the boy too much, but Harry was grateful for all his gifts, thanking him for even the new clothes (since he had gained a much needed nearly 10 pounds, in the past two months, and his previous sets had gotten a bit uncomfortable).
Harry was pleased with the game console he had gotten, excited to play Super Mario Brothers, but the boy went completely crazy when he had opened the box that the broom had been concealed in.
"WHOA! Is this mine, Severus?" He asked with a high pitched voice.
"Well, it isn't mine, Harry." He slightly chuckled.
Harry grinned widely and mounted the stick like a pro.
"Wait, wait!" Severus hastily stood up from the chair he had been sitting in. "Let me teach you how to fly before you break your neck!"
With just a few simple instructions, Severus learned that Harry was a natural. Much like his father had been.
That's okay. He calmly though to himself. It was bound to happen...
At the first of the year, Severus and Lupin took Harry, Draco Malfoy, and Neville Longbottom to a wizards play park so they could fly freely without the muggles eyes watching.
"Let's play Keep Away!" Draco instantly said and tossed the Quaffle to Harry. His intentions were obviously to encourage Harry to gang up on the unfortunate chubby boy who had little talent.
"Help!" Neville squeaked, as he spun around in circles on his broom just three feet up in the air.
Severus sighed and cast a spell to still the boy's broom. "You must learn to control you broom, Neville, other wise it will control you." He lectured.
Harry, Draco, and Lupin were passing around the Quaffle at this point.
"Oi, Neville!" Draco called. "Are you going to come play with us or just dance with your broom all day?" He zoomed off to the Quidditch pitch to toss the Quaffle into one of the goals. "Score!" He cheered, spitting his tongue out at Harry.
Harry did it right back.
"Play nice." Severus scolded. Merlin, he didn't need them to fight. Draco was a spoiled nut who got his way at home, but Lucius didn't appear to side with Draco when it came the boys' squabbling. If Draco wasn't innocent, that is. Which was good, since neither Severus nor Mrs. Longbottom played favourites either. He, Lucius, and Mrs. Longbottom would split up days with the boys, tutoring them on different subjects. Severus taught them potions (of course), reading, writing, and arithmetic's, Mrs. Longbottom educated them on plants and herbs, Lucius would teach them the fine arts and wizard history. It was something Lupin had suggested they do. It gave Harry some time with boys his own age, learning to share and converse between peers, and a head start in his education. Severus had thought it was a great idea.
It also burnt off some much needed energy release, as the boys would often play rowdy games when they were through with their studies.
Half an hour through their play, Severus had been able to get Neville to at least go up and down without the threat of being violently tossed off his broom, when something didn't settle right with him. An odd sensation crawled up his spine. He cast a spell, revealing that his thoughts were accurate.
"Lupin!" Severus alerted, blocking a sudden curse sent out to Harry's head. Many more spells followed.
Lupin looked up and withdrew his wand from his robes. "Gather around me, boys!" He shouted, racing towards Neville. "Hurry!"
Draco screamed and pointed. "Uncle Severus!" Severus swung his broom out of the way of an oncoming attack.
"What's g-going o-on?!" Neville whimpered, huddled by Lupin for his life.
Severus cast a Protego spell and flew himself between the boys and five approaching wizards in masks. They hovered on their broomsticks, wands aimed threateningly.
"Give us Harry Potter and we'll permit you to live, traitor." One growled.
"Mulciber?"
Severus dodged an attack sent at him. "That's my spell, you fool!" He snarled, angry at the thought of his curse being used against him.
"And you shall die of it!" Cackled another voice Severus didn't recognize. Severus heard a pop then, an indication that someone had disapparated.
"Fuck!" One of the masked men cursed.
They took revenge on Severus since their original target was no longer available. Severus apparated away, but not before one of the Death Eaters' spells hit him square in the gut. Severus collapsed onto the floor of his kitchen in a heap, groaning in pain with laboured breathing. He placed his hand to his stomach, and drew it back when he felt warm liquid drizzle down his fingers.
He tried conjuring up the potion he needed for the cure, but he didn't have the strength, his curse working its magic quickly, as it had been intended to. Severus had been near death before, but never did he ever think he'd die from one of his own creations. He felt his eyes droop close with weakness and then he lost all consciousness.
He woke up in searing pain, bellowing out profanities and pleas.
"Snape!" Lupin tapped his forehead with his wand to alert him. "You need to calm down." His voice was shaky, sounding worried. "Calm down... Else there's... no chance... You're just bleeding too fast."
Severus clenched his jaw and opened his eyes for a moment to see Lupin leaning over him, eyeing his gruesome wound carefully. The colour was gone from his face and he could see the man's lips trembling slightly.
"I'm sorry, Snape..." he whispered tearfully. "I shouldn't have left you with them..."
Severus forced his breathing to slow. He winced and let out a gasp. "Y-You s-saved the boys, that's... all that ma-tters." He said, trying to reassure the man.
"I-I got it s-sealed... but I just can't get it to stay th-that way..."
"You got it-" Severus grimaced in pain and balled up his fists. "Se-aled?" He asked with surprise.
"Yes... but the stitches fall out after just a few minutes."
"There's a-a po-tion in-in my ba-basement..." Severus explained with difficulty of what it looked like and where it was located. Lupin took off quickly to fetch it.
"Po-Po-Pour it-it o-on-" Severus struggled to say when Lupin returned and his eyelids shut again much to the large amount of effort that he was trying to keep himself awake.
* / *
"Master...?"
The voice of Piddles woke Severus up. He grit his teeth, still able to feel the searing fire of the injury. He touched his hands to his stomach and felt a bandage wrapped around his waist. He sighed in relief. Lupin must have gotten the potion to him in time.
"Why are you here?" Severus growled at the house elf that looked at him with wide, teary eyes.
"Piddles felts Master's life fade away. Piddles was afraid that Master has died. Mr. Lupin informs that he thinks Master's life is okay now, but Piddles wants to be sure." He anxiously tugged at his bright green shirt.
"You're a free elf, you thick creature." Severus grunted. "Stop calling me your master."
"Piddles needs his Master Prince." Piddles insisted. "Piddles is sad without his Master. Piddles don't wants to be a free elf."
Severus rolled his eyes. "Hogwash." He then attempted to sit up, groaning in pain, but he had managed.
"Piddles has cooked for Master." the house elf smiled widely and snapped his fingers, making a plate of food appear at the side of Severus' bed. "Master's favorite." He said proudly.
Severus scoffed in disbelief. Since he freed the elf three years ago, he hadn't seen much of him. In fact, the only contact he had gotten from Piddles was the occasional owl informing him that all his assets were in well order and that he met a fine female house elf and had fallen in love with her. Severus never thought that was capable with house elves, but obviously he had learned differently.
"I suppose I'll have to buy you a pair of shoes now." Severus said dryly, taking a bite of the raisin bread. He smiled at the taste. Just like his mother used to bake it.
"Oh, but not for Piddles, sir, but for Twitchy. Twitchy has ask for pink gloves todays." Twitchy was Piddles' 'girlfriend'.
"Alright, gloves it is then. Thank you, Piddles."
Piddles beamed with a bright smile and bowed. "Piddles thanks Master Prince muchly." He then popped away and Severus chuckled to himself at the loyalty Piddles had. If it wasn't for his annoying high voice, he would have allowed the house elf to live with him, but if he had to hear that squeaky voice all the time, he'd probably go mad.
Besides, he didn't have the room. He was still sleeping on the sofa in his flat. Today had been the first time he had lay in his bed since Harry had moved in.
"Oh, you're up." Lupin came in. He looked better than before. Except perhaps... messier.
"How long have you been attending me?" Severus asked slowly as Lupin approached him, casting a spell to inspect his health.
"A week." He replied uneasily.
Severus took another bite of his bread. "Smells like it..."
"It's not like I had much time to wash up!" Lupin growled not all too different than what his creature form would sound like. "I've been making sure you didn't meet the rest of the people that had cared for Harry!"
Severus shifted his eyes to the cup of milk that Piddles had left for him. "Speaking of the boy; where is he?"
"Dumbledore has offered to keep an eye on him for the time being."
Severus nodded approvingly.
"He's a big hit at Hogwarts right now. All the older girls are cooing over him."
Severus scoffed. "Not too unlike his father there."
Lupin smiled. "Harry's been asking about you though. He's worried."
"Well, he can come back home now." Severus said, laying back down to rest "I'm fine."
"It's going to scar..."
"This is not news to me, Lu-" he paused, placing a hand to his clammy forehead. "Remus." Severus said firmly, testing out the name.
Severus swore he heard the neck of Lupin's head snap up, but his eyes were closed when he had said that, so he wasn't so sure. He smirked at the thought of Lupin's probable look of shock.
"Excuse me, Snape?"
"You just saved my life. To which... I am... thankful." He said truthfully.
"But when James-"
"Potter did it to save his own arse!" Severus told him bitterly. "You, on the other hand, did it because you wanted to."
"It was my fault-"
"Remus, I would have done the same to you. I surely hope you realize that? Three young boys are worth a hell of a lot more than you are."
Severus earned a smile from that. "Yes." Remus agreed. "That is true, Snape."
Severus pressed his lips together and readied himself for a nap. "Don't call me that."
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