It was a cold February evening, Severus and Harry were sat on the leather couch in the older wizards private quarters,discussing the situation at hand with umbridge.
Both wizards despised the pink-wearing toad and had been coming up with a plan on how to get her out and get Albus back.
They had just finished laughing over a joke Harry made when the grandfather clock chimed eight pm , ringing loudly.
“Well I’m going to head to bed, night Severus.” Harry spoke as he stood up. Severus frowned. Ever since Sirius died, Harry had been pretty distant, disappearing around seven or eight pm and not showing up until late in the morning.
Severus had gotten multiple letters from Minerva,Albus,fillius and even hagrid about Harry not showing up for lessons in the past year. He was getting worried about his ward. He decided to take this up with Harry the following morning, but for now he was going to sleep.
Severus had drifted off a few hours ago, enjoying his much needed rest, when a heart wrenching scream was heard from Harry’s bedroom. Severus shot up and darted across the hall, wand at the ready as he burst into the room belonging to Harry.
“Please- no! Don’t! Sirius please don’t go!” Harry unconsciously pleaded as he thrashed about under his duvet.
Severus felt his heart break into a million peace’s as the boy he had grew to think of as his son, screamed and cried out for help. “Harry.. Harry come on. You’re okay, Harry wake up for me.” He was practically begging at this point.
Harry’s eyes snapped open and he scrambled to sit up,his entire body shaking. He saw a hand putting his glasses towards his face and gently place them on his nose. He glanced up at the hand, his gaze trailing up to the face connected to it. His eyes began to fill with tears as he realised Severus had seen everything.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry” he repeated over and over, hot tears spilling over his face as he glared at the blanket infront of him.
Severus sat on the side of bed and pulled Harry close to him, gently rubbing his back as he rested his chin on the messy haired boy’s head. “It’s okay, you’re okay. You’re safe. It’s just a nightmare. Shh shh” he shushed the boy as he felt a large wet spot grow on his chest where the boy had buried his face, Severus felt awful that he’d missed the nightmares. How could he have missed something as important as this? The boys shoulders were shaking as he sobbed.
“Shh,you’re okay. Calm down” he hushed at Harry,who still had his face buried in his guardians nightshirt,silently crying. Severus continued rubbing his wards back in an attempt to soothe him.
Before long, the raven haired boy’s cries had died down, turning into sniffles and the occasional hiccup.
“You think you can get back to sleep?” Severus questioned the still-snuggled-against-him-teen. When no sign of a response came,Severus frowned. He moved the boy’s head slightly to see his face only to realise Harry was fast asleep.
Giving a dry chuckle, he scooted the teenager into his lap and rested against the headboard of the bed, pulling a thick blanket over both of them. Severus shut his eyes, hoping he would be drifting off soon enough.
He knew that he would have to confront his ward about this, and offer him help, but he knew both of them needed rest. Especially with the energy the conversation ,that would take place the following day ,would take up.
Whispering a final goodnight to the messy-haired fifteen year old, he fully relaxed and allowed sleep to overtake him.
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