Obliviate
SEVERUS
I was terrified of letting Harry go. The minute I let him go I will be alone just like all those years. The imitate display of affection a few minutes ago was enough proof that Harry would choose Pansy over me. The mere thought of being away from my guardian all alone only bought a fresh array of tears. I clutched his shirt tightly in my fist not planning on letting go anytime soon. I knew better than to attach myself to someone and now he is going to leave me. I wouldn't blame him as I didn't give him any reason to help me and be my guardian over marrying Pansy. Did I? No, all I did was bully him and make his time even harder in school.
Just the thought of being alone petrified me. I didn't want to handle things on my own. Having dada here these last few days was unbelievable. When I slept, it was comforting, and dada held me when I had a nightmare. He didn't make fun of me when I had an accident. It was my birth father all over again. No one liked me. I was just a freak. Sev wasn't worth anyone's love. Tears fell for the loss I knew was going to happen at any moment.
I wanted to detach myself from Harry and tell him to leave but couldn't bring myself to do so. I knew he would leave sooner or later but the warm feeling was so comforting. The more minutes went by the more fear was bubbling in my belly as I tried to stem my tears but they wouldn't listen to me. Even the soothing circles Harry was drawing on my back didn't help matters as I sobbed into his shoulder.
Harry was starting to get worried. Since Harry and Severus were bonded, it never took this long to calm him down. He was beginning to get worried. Was he truly equipped to take care of Sev?
Harry would not let those negative thoughts flood his mind. Sev was his Little. He was Sev's Guardian. They were bonded. They will work through this like any other obstacle. Guardians could become stern with their Little and demand respect when a Little was having a tantrum or acting out. Harry didn't want to take things in that direction, but he felt that it was the only way to calm Sev down.
"Sev," Harry demanded. "All this crying is unnecessary. Do you want dada to punish you?" As the stern words were out of his mouth, my little self, tried to control the tears but there were still slight whimpers and hiccups which I tried my best to keep to myself not wanting to get punished.
Harry got comfortable on the sofa as he got me to sit on his lap. The exhaustion and worry were clear in his eyes and I felt somewhat guilty for throwing a tantrum. "Now, little one," Harry said, wiping my tears with his thumb. I loved those nicknames he came up with "What is it, Sev? Why are you crying?"
"Y..u leave me," I hiccupped. "No leve. I...I be g...good. Sev be real good."
I tried my best not to burst into tears again but admitting to my biggest fear bought them right back, stinging my eyes and before I could even blink, they were streaking down my cheeks in a steady stream. Not wanting to anger Harry any more than he already was, I kept the sniffles to myself.
The words from Sev stung Harry. He felt guilt seep throughout his body as he looked over at his precious little bundle who was hugging him tightly as if afraid to let go. Just the thought of not having Sev near him made his throat burn with tears. The idea of not having his Little Sev around would ruin him.
I relished the feeling of being in Harry's arm, never wanting to be away from his warmth and hoping that the comfort wouldn't stop. The hiccups stopped. The tears slowed down. Laying my head on Harry's shoulder, I realized they were shaking ever so slightly. I pushed away from him, standing between his knees. He looked broken, tear tracks clearly visible on his cheeks, with fresh tears streaming down his eyes as he tried to keep the sobs to himself.
"No," I said, shaking my head emphatically, trying to wipe his tears the best I could with my small thumb. I wished I was in my adult form. I wanted to tell Pansy everything because there was no way out of it other than exposing myself and considering the relationship she shared with Harry, she would have known sooner or later. I tried to turn back, in normal circumstances if my emotions were stable enough, I would have changed back but at this instant neither did I have the energy to turn back, nor were my emotions at their best.
Harry gave me a teary smile. I fell against Harry's chest, wrapping my arms around his neck. I heard him chuckle softly as my stomach growled. "Are you hungry, my little sir?" Harry asked as I nodded against his shoulder.
HARRY
I got up; walking to the kitchenette, and grabbed the already filled bottle, and walked back to the sofa. Sitting down and cradling Sev in my arms, I fed my little prince while slightly rocking.
It was an emotional afternoon, and I knew Sev needed to rest. The quickest way to get him to sleep was to feed him warm milk with cinnamon.
Pansy was quiet during the whole scene. She was still shocked at what she just learned. Never would the Slytherin had thought that her Head of House was a Little and not Harry's little. When she was in school, there was no indication that he was anything but Professor Snape.
I stood up, laying a now sleeping Sev, or so I thought, on the sofa and charming it to keep him from falling off.
"Pansy," I called out softly so as to not startle her out of her deep thoughts as she looked intensely at Sev.
"Harry," Pansy responded. She couldn't take her eyes off the now sleeping child. "It's Professor Snape."
I nodded, sitting down next to her. I brought her into a tight hug as she cried into my chest, murmuring apologies. I just held her, rocking slightly. I knew too well this in addition to her work was taking a toll on her.
"Why is he like this?" She questioned finally able to get herself together.
"Sev's classification was an outcome of many things. One of them being that he was abused by his parents, physically and emotionally. There is so much more I have to learn from him, but I think there is more to his classification than his abuse." I tried to explain but it wasn't as clear to her as a confused look overtook her face.
"What do you mean?" Pansy asked, finally taking her eyes off the sleeping baby and looking at her love.
"I was abused," I admitted. "Beaten, starved. I know how it feels to be unwanted." It was difficult talking about my not-so-ideal childhood even now and the one time I ever admitted it to someone was when Pansy agreed to be with me. I had told Ron, Hermione, Pansy, and Draco. They had been devastated and promised to be by my side no matter what.
"I remember," Pansy responded. "You told me. But you're not a little."
"No,". I replied not sure of the matter myself.
"Then, why is Professor Snape?" Pansy questioned again but I was as clueless as her.
I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't know. That's what I need to find out. But I will make him feel secure, happy, and loved."
Fresh tears escaped her eyes as she listened to me. I was well aware of the trauma she was going through. From the time I have proposed to her till now I knew one thing for sure that she was very insecure about herself. There were times when I had witnessed her crying over how she didn't deserve anything good in her life. I got it out of her that though she was never beaten or starved the high expectation and her dark past had a great impact on her.
I pulled her to myself, holding her. I could feel my shirt getting drenched with tears but I cared less.
So much was going through Pansy's mind. She always respected Professor Snape. He looked out for all his Slytherins while she was in school. How could she stand in the way of him receiving the best of love and security? She loved Harry. And in the short amount of time, she has seen Sev, she felt love and protectiveness for the child. She made her decision.
Pansy pushed slightly away from Harry. Not enough for him to let her go, but just enough so she could look at Harry's face and stare into those enchanting green eyes.
"I know you are what's best for Sev," Pansy declared. "You've always had that protectiveness that you would take care of someone who's hurting. And that's what I see here."
I couldn't hold back the smile that overtook my face. I could feel the support and love radiating off Pansy. This was why I loved her so much. She was there to stand by and support me, even if I was unsure about myself.
"I will help you," Pansy continued, reaching up to hold my face in her cupped hands. "I will stand by your side. And help carry this honor with you."
I smiled warmly at her.
"Sev will be ours," Pansy said. "Ours to love. Ours to cherish." With that she snaked her arms around my neck and pulled me into a breath-taking kiss and as we pulled apart for air, she rested her forehead against mine.
"I love you, Harry," She whispered.
"I love you more, Pans," Harry said.
Pansy stepped away from me and started gathering her things so she could leave. She gave me another kiss and headed for the door.
"I will always love you," I whispered into the silence.
"Remember that."
I walked Pansy to the door, concealing my wand behind my back. I held it for her retreating form as she left. Watching Pansy walk down the corridor, I lifted my wand, pointing it to Pansy's back.
"I am so sorry, my love," I said, voice cracking from unrushed tears.
"Obliviate."
I closed my eyes as I closed the door. Tears streaming down my face, I leaned against the door. What I wasn't aware of were the pair of onyx eyes watching him the whole time.
Why did Harry obliviate Pansy???