Shared memories
Sirius looked down at Harry as he started to cry, he didn’t know what to do, he didn’t think Severus would mean so much to Harry, he would cry over being Petrified, although he had no way of knowing that.
“Harry, Cub, Severus is just Petrified, see…” He said and joined the act to his words by taking out his wand and casting the counter at Severus. “I only petrified him so we wouldn’t fight, and he would listen to me, I didn’t want to risk us hurting each other,” he explained looking at Harry to see if he managed to make it all better.
Sirius loved his Godson to death, but he was usually here to play with him, not to help soothe his nightmares or calm his fears, he hoped he wouldn’t muck it up, he wished James and Lily were still there, they would know exactly what to do, they always seemed to know, no matter how much James panicked the night Harry was born, he was natural at that and a great dad.
Harry calmed down and looked around Sirius at Severus who seemed frozen in place taking in the scene around him.
“Serv’s ‘kay?” Harry asked, getting Severus out of his trance.
“Yes, Harry, Black only petrified me, and he even cushioned my fall, I am not hurt in any way at the moment,” Severus confirmed.
“Pa’foo’ ‘kay?” Harry asked turning toward him.
“Yes, my little Cub, I got everything done like you said, though since Severus couldn’t speak I didn’t get his side of the story, so I don’t know if Dumbl…” He didn’t get to finish as Harry was growling at him with his cute little glare, “I don’t know if He got his dirty claws into him yet, but Madam Bones wasn’t looking for him yet.”
Sirius looked around himself and sighed, “if we can’t talk about either side’s Lord without using codes it’s going to get confusing fast. Also, who are you?” He asked looking at a dark-haired man who looked remarkably like a Potter though Sirius was sure he never saw him before.
“Tony Stark,” The man said petulantly.
“Oh, thank you for the bedroom, I am Sirius Black, and this is Severus Snape, I would assume everyone already introduced themselves but it never hurts to do one more round, so this young looking gentleman is Remus Lupin, and the little cubs are Harry Potter and Luna Lovegood, our children,” Sirius said in one breath.
“Is he always like that?” Stark asked Remus.
“That was pretty tamed,” Remus told him with a shy smile.
“Great another Tony,” a voice, which could only be Natasha’s, said.
The man, Tony Stark, was grinning at her.
“Se’vus,” Harry said and disappeared from where he was sitting next to Sirius, making the animagus panic for a second before he located him on Severus’ lap where he sat on the couch to take everything in.
“Yes, Harry,” the man answered and looked down at the toddler on his lap.
Both fell silent, eyes locked as they fixed each other intensely.
“Harry, no!” Sirius cried out, but when he went to separate them Remus grabbed him from behind to keep him away.
“Everyone stays away from them, do not interrupt,” Remus told the others when they followed Sirius’ example and stepped toward the couch.
“What are they doing?” Phil asked.
“It’s called Legimency, either Severus is reading Harry’s mind, or Harry is casting it directly into Severus' brain, I don’t know but if we interrupt it could hurt them,” Remus explained.
“Harry is too little to do that, there is a reason even my parents didn’t start teaching me Occlumency until I was 7,” Sirius yelled at his friend.
They needed to pull Harry away from Severus, he didn’t survive all of it, just to end up in Janus Tackerey ward because his brain turned to mush, he didn’t care if the cub thought it was worth it.
“Shut up, Black,” Severus told him without breaking the eye-contact, “You are distracting him.”
Sirius sighed but obeyed, he went to sit on the floor just behind his cub, Harry was going to get hugged to death once he was done.
It took about 10 minutes of everyone watching each other and staying silent but finally, Harry let go and fell right into his godfather’s waiting arms.
“Harry?” Sirius asked trying to see if he was okay.
“Pa’foo’, s’eepy,” Harry mumbled and fell asleep against Sirius’ shoulder as the man held onto him tightly.
“What did you do?” Sirius hissed at Severus.
“It wasn’t me, I would never do that to a toddler,” Severus hissed right back. “He wanted to show me his memories, at least those about me, and some about the rest, I guess he wanted to make sure I wasn’t going to apparate myself back to the Old Fool,” Severus explained. “And for your information, I managed to hide most of his memories, he should still be able to access it, if needed, and until he can deal with it he’ll keep instincts and impressions, on places, or people, but they won’t be on the forefront of his mind crippling him with sadness, though I’ll admit, I don’t know if it means he’ll be asking for Lily and Potter more often,” Severus told them, with a sad voice, before asking, “Does the other one, Luna, need me to do the same for her?”
“No,” Remus told him presenting his daughter to Severus, “Luna was brought to us from this time, she had nothing to do with the future.”
“Harry seemed confused on how he is related to her, a lot of his future memories feature an adult Luna, and they didn’t seem to know,” Severus asked, clearly uncomfortable.
“I can put you up with a video feed of that explanation if you want.”
“And you are?” Severus sneered at the unknown man.
“I am Tony Freaking Stark!” Tony yelled out in frustration which got Natasha to laugh surprising everyone in the room.
“Is that supposed to mean something?” Severus asked Remus.
“In the muggle world, a lot, about as much as the Old Fool’s name would be recognized in ours,” Remus informed him with a grin when Tony started berating Natasha for playing a prank on him.
“Very well,” Severus said as he stood up, careful to not disturb Harry and Sirius still cuddling on the floor. “I would like to see this video, thank you for your help.”
Sirius kept Harry in his arms as he slept on, looking at everything Remus, Clint and Stark put together for the children while he was away, while Severus watched what looked like a condensed version of their night, only the important information was given.
“The Prewett brothers are probably the Weasley boys, though I can’t see why they chose to change their names, or how they got the rights to it,” Severus finally said when the video ended.
Oh, he was mad, and the twitch in his left eye and his wand being held tightly in his hand were proofs of that, but he knew as well as they did, nothing could be done about Dumbledore, not at the moment, not when Voldemort just up and disappeared.
“Draco is alive, and you better make sure it stays that way, I don’t care what you think of his parents, he is my godson, and we are not just saving yours,” Severus told Sirius, vehemently.
“We’ll save as many of Harry’s pack as we can, Draco included, I don’t care that he is a Malfoy,” Sirius assured him, he made a promise to Harry, and he intended to keep it.
“Then I am in.”