Chapter 13
Viktor then led Harry out of the Chamber to the now empty Great hall, the students were dismissed leaving Harry and Viktor alone. The Bulgarians seeker then sat Harry down on one of the chairs by the ravenclaws table and crouched Infront of Harry. "Harry, is everything alright?" Said teen then shook his head as tears started to form on his eyes. "I don't know- I don't know what I did to deserve this Viktor, I- I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry." Harry continued to sob as Viktor pulled the green-eyed teen closer. "Shhh it vill be okay, everything vill be okay, and I promise you that you hear me? I vill help you get through this." Viktor promised.
It was not something Viktor take so lightly, when he promises something he keeps it. "Mr.Krum is right Harry." Viktor and Harry then whipped there heads towards the unsuspecting third party. Snape? Viktor then stood up, keeping Harry shielded Incase if anything happens, Harry has told him about their relationship with the man, and he was not letting this man say something that would hurt his Harry any more than he already is. "Professor Snape." Viktor spat the professors name with so much Venom as before that Snape hardly even flinch, nor even flinched in the first place.
"Mr.Krum. I appreciate that your protecting Mr.Potter here but I will not be tolerating your behaviour towards me, you are a student and therefore I am the teacher so address me appropriately." Viktor scoffed at the man, he was about to protest but a hand caught on his larger ones as he looked down at Harry's now pleading emerald eyes. darn that stupid, beautiful eyes. Viktor sighed, closed his eyes and nodded, turning his head over to the man and opened his eyes once more. "Very vell then Professor, how may we help you this evening?"
Snape nodded, despite the tone the young man used, it will suffice. For now. "I would like to speak to my office." He now then pointedly stared at Viktor who was about to protest yet again. "Alone." Snape finished. "No! I vill not be leaving him with you." Snape raised his brow at Viktor. "And why ever not? I am his teacher and he is my student, I have every right to speak with him, whether you like it or not."
"Viktor." Harry, then spoke, who was quite from the whole banter between the two. "It's fine- I will be there professor Snape." Harry looked at his professor, to which said professor nodded and turned around, his robes billowing after him. Harry then heard a scoff, he turned to Viktor as he sees the angry expression on his face. "Viktor.." Harry said softly, Viktor then looked over at Harry now his expression softening. "Harry.. are you sure you vould like to be alone with that man? You know I co-" Harry then pulled Viktor beside him and patted the man's thigh in a reassuring way, making the mans cheeks turn to a shade of pink. It was odd swing Viktor blush but cute as well.
"I will be fine.. you should go and rest. I will tell you everything tomorrow." Viktor sighed and nodded. "Fine, but if he as so much as touch a single strand of your hair I will-" Harry chuckled at that, cutting whatever Viktor was about to say. "No he won't, remember he is still a professor, unless he would want to be sacked, he won't. Don't worry." Harry then smiled, taking Viktors hand in his and led him out of the Great Hall towards the entrance. "Go, Viktor. Rest." Viktor sighed yet again but complied. "I vill be seeing you tomorrow my Harry."
my Harry? Now that's new, Harry just smiled as he sees the now red ish blush on Viktors cheeks, realizing what he just said. "Ofcourse, see you tomorrow Viktor." Harry then kissed Viktors cheeks then walked off. Viktor froze, did that just happen? He then placed a hand over his cheek where the younger teen just kissed him and smiled, a goofy one at that before heading over to the ship. He will be mine. He promised himself.
Harry then knocked on Professor Snape private quarters, waiting patiently for the man to open the door. When he did, he ushered the teen inside. Harry then took a good look over the decorations of the room which was not by much, it was looking like any other typical rooms in the castle, the colors were black, a dark green here and there but cosy nonetheless. He then turned to the professor who now prepared tea as he sat himself over the sofa.
"You didn't have to be mean to him you know mum." Severus scoffed and handed Harry his tea, to which he accepted happily. Black, with little cream, perfect. Harry then took a sip as Severus took a seat opposite of Harry and sipped his own tea. "I know my child, but there is nothing I could do than just act-"
"Act like moody dungeon bat? I know" Harry finished cheekily as Severus threw a hex near Harry's heg, making him slosh his tea over his lap, to which was still hot by the way. extremely hot. Harry yelped as he placed the tea over the table and stood up, glaring at his mother. "mum!" Harry exclaimed as he threw his hand silver his head.
Severus chuckled, waved his hand and finally, the tea stains now gone. "Hmm, sir back down child." Harry rolled his eyes but sat back down. "Why don't you take off that Glamour? It must feel uncomfortable." Harry nodded, and clenched the pendant on his neck and wished to reveal his true appearance. It worked, by the shocked look of his mother who now stared mouth wide over at him. "Merlin... You look exactly like-"
"You? Yes, and I love it." Harry chuckled as he then took off his coat, hanging them over the arm rest. "Where's father?" Harry asked finally, it was his mum's first time ever swing him without Glamour, although his father already did at the start of term.
You must wonder why or how they found out don't you? Well let me tell you....
It was the start of term, Harry was walking with his Glamours off at the halls. Stupid as it may, wearing that many Glamours felt heavy, ever since he knew that he could just wish them off, he felt light, free and not constricted any longer. It was by midnight that he felt the need for space, after everything that's happened, he felt tired. Sharing a room with Viktor was fun. But it lacked the need of alone time.
Then out of nowhere, while he was under the haze of his own thoughts, he bumped over a dark figure, hastily he wished for his Glamours up in time , this figure turning out to be professor Snape as he pointed his wand between them. Professor Snape looked different. He lacked the usual hatred look in his eyes, instead he looked down at Harry with concern? Harry just stared at the man before said man held out his hand, he grasped it not wanting to be yelled at or insulted any longer.
"Harry.." what? what in the world is happening to the world right now? How- why? What the fu- "Yes professor?" Professor Snape then led Harry down the vast halls of Hogwarts without saying a thing, Harry having used to the silent demand, followed behind. There they reached over a door, that he for certain was not there before, he had memories every secret, every corner of the castle and he one hundred percent certain he has not seen that.
"Snitch." Snape then said, the door opened, revealing a room that looked similar to the Gryffindors common room. His professor then ushered Harry inside. Yep, Gryffindor Common room. "Uh- Professor?" Harry then turned to his professor who now looked- what the hell is happening? Is this one of those lot who polyjuice themselves for what? Out of their own satisfaction in scaring the fuck out of Harry?
"Harry.. I- I know it may seem.... Weird, but listen I-" Professor Snape then took a breath, then another before continuing, but a voice stopped that. "Harry?" Harry then turned to the voice that sounded very familiar despite hearing it once, maybe twice. "D- dad...?"
That's how he found out that his father really wasn't six feet under. Turns out, Snape kept this whole persona since day one to protect Harry under Dumbledore's grasp. Thinking that Severus still loathed his father when his father was married to Snape now Potter. Funny isn't it. But turns out aswell that his father has been under a sort of coma until the week before term started, it had been a very interesting day for Harry, full of emotions that he cannot seem to keep it in. Severus had apologized lots for everything he has done even if it weren't intentional.
Harry, being Harry, ofcourse forgave him, his his mother for Merlin's sake and he did that to save him, ofcourse his ganna forgive him. As for his father. It had been different. His father was more confused, hurt and every emotion no normal person could feel. His father had applo for everything Harry had to go through and for missing out on every important aspects of the teens life. Harry ofcourse accepted and forgave them, not everything is sunshines and rainbows nor is it perfect. His father had done everything he could to save Harry.
His mother saved his father that night but was too late in saving Harry, it was not the man's fault for being late. It was no ones really, except for a certain old goat who he wanted to throttle this moment.
Anyway. "Your father is over at Diagon Alley, polyjuiced ofcourse. He said he needed to do something, didn't tell me why but we should soon find out." Harry nodded. Over the past days, his father seemed secretive, not bad secretive just concerning. "Ah, don't worry mum, dad'll be fine." Severus nodded and sighed. "I know little one."
"Hey! I'm not little." Severus rolled his eyes similarly to how Harry would and snorted. snorted?! The audacity of this man. "Very well, but as far as I am concerned you are little, you are my child, and end of story." Harry huffed but smiled, feeling happy that someone other than Viktor finally cared for him, without something in return, and doing it out of love. It feels nice.