Harry's face showed more and more excitement as they neared the rides, but he remained silent. Severus wondered if his earlier outburst had effected Harry that much. Severus shook off his feeling of guilt and led Harry over to what appeared to be the tamest thing there, the carousel.

Once Severus had placed Harry on the horse, he sat down in the multicolored chair behind him. His calm demeanor was jolted when the ride started up, but with the first squeal coming from Harry, he was reassured that Harry was indeed having a good time. The ride only lasted a couple minutes, and then Severus found himself being led to the flying elephants.

Severus and Harry rode all of the rides in the children's section of the fair. Severus had even been persuaded to go down the big slide. He did not like the idea of relying on a burlap sack, but when he was plunging down the slide, the second squeal of the day could be heard from Harry beside him.

"Honestly," he thought. "I must squash that noise from him. I curse the gene that gave him that high pitched noise.

Severus and Harry were quite thirsty, as the noonday sun had been beating down on them for over an hour now. They purchased two lemonades from the little stand and sat down in the grass.

"Daddy, do you like the fair?"

Ruffling Harry's hair and staring into his eyes that lit up like Christmas morning, Severus could not deny it. "I am enjoying the day Harry, because I am with you."

Finishing the last of the lemonade, Harry looked around at the bigger kids and all of them seemed to be standing in line for one ride. The fair not being that big, Harry could see the sign hanging above it.

"Daddy, can we ride that ride?" Harry asked, pointing to the sign that said 'Tilt a Whirl'.

Severus watched the ride for a few minutes, his face turning a shade whiter.

"Harry, are you sure about that ride? It does not look very calm."

"Please, can we go on it, Daddy, please, pretty please?"

Severus knew he should not allow it, but the pleading tone and the eyes he could not resist were staring back at him, not to mention there was still a small pang of guilt from earlier. "Very well, if you wish to go on it, then we shall."

When they got to the end of the line, Harry noticed a sign. He was trying to read it, but he could only make out some of the words.

"Daddy, what does that sign say?"

Severus perused the long list of precautions and then stared down at Harry again. Harry was not tall enough to ride the ride without an adult, but there was no way Severus was going to let him get on otherwise anyway.

Soon their turn came up, and Severus and Harry crawled into the silver colored seat. After the bar came down the ride started, right along with the loud music. Severus was looking at the smile on Harry's face, and also trying to plug his ears from the noise of some horrible song. He had to take his hands away from his ears, however, as the ride picked up speed, to keep a firm grip on Harry, who had slid over to the opposite side of the seat. Harry's face was still beaming with a huge grin, that was until the small cart they were in started to spin around, flinging Harry and Severus to the side.

Severus wished to be off this ride, and the sooner the better. His head was pounding from the loud music, and he thought he would rather have his nether regions raked over barbed wire than to ever get on another muggle contraption such as this. He was about to ask Harry how he felt, but the green tinge on the child's face spoke volumes.

"Daddy, I do not feel good. Can we get off this ride now?"

Severus needed no urging, and the next time they slung around to face the ride operator, he spoke to him quickly.

"Stop the ride now!"

It was in no uncertain terms a direct request, but the ride operator seemed to find Severus' request amusing, and soon Severus found that not only had the ride not stopped, but that it was going faster. The next time he was slung forward, his request was not so nice.

"Stop the ride now, you imbecile!"

Severus saw his request was not going to be granted. He wished to curse the boy, but knew that magical Law Enforcement would swarm on the place within minutes. He instead wrapped his arm around Harry and hoped for he best.

His hopes were soon doused, though, when Harry began to gulp in huge amounts of air.

"Daddy, really, I do not feel good," were the last words he said before he lost the lemonade and quite possibly the entire contents of his stomach all over himself and Severus.

Severus could not move. He wanted to console Harry, but there were vast amounts of liquid pouring from him, and it was now being slung in every direction of the cart with each spin. He simply patted Harry on the back until the ride stopped, while wiping the vomit out of his face.

As Severus stepped out of the cart, he had to almost drag Harry out. He walked past the man, meaning to hex him, but Severus had to run to catch up with Harry, who was now leaning over a bush, heaving more of his lunch onto the grass.

"Are you feeling better now, Harry?" he asked when the boy came up from kneeling over the bush.

The tears in Harry's eyes told Severus all he needed to know. Stooping down, he picked up the filthy child and cuddled him close to his chest, which in turn brought on the wave of tears. Harry cried harder and harder until Severus had to sit him back down, Harry falling to his knees sicking up again.

Picking him back up, Severus started walking toward the shop to head back to Hogwarts, but turned to see the boy on the ride snickering at their plight. Severus was furious, not just ordinary rage filling him, but a fatherly instinct that said someone had harmed his child on purpose. Before he could think properly, he found his wand in his hand and the words of the hex spilled out of his mouth.

The boy who had been snickering seconds before was now trying to figure out why his skin was erupting in boils. Severus knew from the shrieks that it was painful, but he did not even bat an eyelash.

"No one harms my son," he thought as he ran quickly for the shop. He had just made it to the door when he heard the familiar popping sound of many Aurors arriving. He smiled to himself before stepping inside. Spying for all these years did have its advantages, the first was being sneaky.

His victory was short lived as they stepped into the floo and Harry lost the remaining contents of his stomach. Now he just laid on Severus' shoulder, whimpering.

Severus had not flooed back to Hogwarts as he had intended to do earlier in the day, but instead he flooed back home. When he stepped out of the floo carrying Harry, he called for Lucy to turn down the bed.

Laying Harry down on the nice clean sheets, Severus scourified the mess off his clothes and pulled the sheets up to his chin. Then grabbing a chair, Severus sat down beside Harry's bed, planning to watch over him until he woke up.

"Sir, you look different," Lucy said from the side of the bed where she was gathering up the dirty clothes.

Severus had forgotten he still had blond hair and blue eyes and quickly took his wand out, ending the glamour. He was about to clean himself when Harry started to whimper in the bed. Severus stood up to calm him, but his arm began to burn uncontrollably.

He didn't wish to leave Harry, but he knew the consequences of not showing up to the summons. Checking once more that Harry was still asleep, he brushed the sweaty hair from his forehead and planted a kiss on his brow. Severus then took off out the door to the apparition point, past the pond.