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Title: Forgotten Life
Author: SyberSnake
Beta: LostLenore
Chapter 1
Severus hurried down the
corridors of St. Mungo’s Hospital as fast as he
could, it did not help that he was at the moment four months pregnant. He couldn’t
tell how many times he had made his way through there the last two days, since
first hearing what had happened to Harry during his latest Quidditch
match.
He felt terrified when he
heard the news of Harry’s accident. He didn’t know any of the details, but he feared the worst. That
Harry, his beloved husband of ten years had died. Nobody called him, not the Weasleys, nor Albus. His hormonal
emotions had kicked in full force and conjured the most horrible consequences
to this scenario, and he became horrified.
He was never sure he
would be a good parent after how he himself grew up with a drunken father and a
mother who was never there for him. Even after Harry and his colleagues assured
him that he would do just fine and offered their help in any situation what may occur, he
himself was never really sure. Now he could be left all alone with their
children.
Only few second later his
logical Slytherin mind reappeared and he got the
situation under hand. He floo-called St. Mungo’s and asked after the condition of his husband. He
knew then Harry had been knocked down by one of the Bludgers
and fallen almost 50
meters.This time Albus Dumbledore was not there to save
him. Despite his fall being slowed down by some bystander, Harry suffered grave
injures to both his body and mind.
The healers told him the
damage to Harry’s body could easily be repaired and they had taken care of the
most serious injures but they feared he could have some brain damage from the
impact of his body hitting the ground.
So Severus didn’t loss
anymore time, he called Minerva to ask her to take care of his children while
he was away. As soon as she arrived, he was out the door heading directly to
the hospital. He tried to be at Harry’s side all the time, until the healers
sent him home to get some rest and sleep. He knew he needed rest in his
condition, but he didn’t want to leave his beloved all alone. He knew how Harry
hated hospitals. Albus was there most of the time to provide
support for Harry and seeing Severus’s dilemma, he offered to stay with Harry and promised to
call when he woke up.
As Severus’s luck would
have it Harry woke up when he was not there. It made Severus more then
frustrated by the time he arrived back at the hospital. He felt like he had
been up for days, which was not too far from the truth. He hadn’t slept more
then three hours before Albus woke him up with the
wonderful news, Harry was awake.
So here he was again
feeling like running, but that would be very unbecoming for him, he would look
just plain silly. He turned in the corridor where his husband was recovering
and stopped dead when he heard shouting. It came from Harry’s room; he could
clearly recognize both Albus and Harry’s voices. He
moved to open the door, and felt like crying because of what he heard.
“You’re lying. I never
would touch that greasy git.”
“Harry, my boy, please
listen.”
“No!!!” Harry backed away
from the Headmaster who had reached out to touch his arm. “I have had enough of
your lies and half truths. You can’t manipulate me anymore.” Harry turned away
from the old man towards the door and was about to storm away when he noticed
Severus standing there. He stopped for a moment, narrowing his green eyes.
Harry’s green eyes
flashed with hatred, no not Harry’s, they were Potter’s eyes. He could clearly
remember these unforgivable eyes, as they look like green blazing fire which
cut to his heart. He felt something break inside him because these were not his
Harry’s eyes, his eyes never looked at him with anger
or hate in the last twelve years. They were the eyes of a sixteen year old
Harry Potter, who blamed the lost of his godfather on him and Albus, who raged because he was not in the main information
flow and he thought he had the right to be informed. But it never occurred to
the young boy that his mind was an open book for the Dark Lord because he
didn’t learn Occlumency, something he blamed as well on Severus.
His obsidian eyes moved
up to meet with Dumbledore’s sorrowful blue eyes. And without further words or
doubt he knew he had lost his Harry, maybe not to death. But in a way it was
worst, to lose him to amnesia.
Harry momentarily froze
then stormed past Severus. Left them both behind without
saying anything to them, to him. Severus watched with a heartache as
Potter walked down the corridor which led towards the closest exit, the younger
man still limped slightly – he had broke his legs in the fall. With a sad look
on Severus’ face he watched as his beloved walked away from him without looking
back. As Harry turned down the corridor and walked out his sight of vision, his
heart clenched painfully as a thought entered his mind: ‘What if he never saw Harry again?’
“Everything will be fine
Severus.” said Dumbledore in a reassuring voice. Severus looked back at him and
tried to smile but it came out more like a grimace. He could not help it but to
reach back to his old sarcastic self to protect himself.
“You think.” He ran his
finger through his hair and down his neck, it was one
of his nervous gestures he had picked up from Harry. “I am… I…. I think I going
to go home, I need to go home.” He turned away from Albus
who looked at him with eyes full of pity and melancholy.
“Go my boy. I will meet
you there in an hour or two.”
“Yeah
sure.”
With that Severus
strolled down the corridors, the same road he came by not so long ago. He
needed to go home and hide in his bed, but he could not do it just yet. He
needed to figure out what he was going to tell his children when they ask where
their father went, when he will be coming home. Because he knew he could not
tell them what his mind whispered to him, for what his heart clenched
painfully, his throat close up and his eyes fill with tears: NEVER.
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