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Chapter 14



The windswept waves crashed onto the sand, sending their foam fingers up towards the two little boys who scurried to stay ahead of them. The cool edge to the breeze reminded Severus that the fog bank sat just off shore. Neither Rys nor Kyler seemed to notice, though, as they chased each other across the beach. Hannah sat watching under a beach umbrella, with Maya sleeping peacefully in her Moses basket, a Silencing Charm in place. Bernard was arriving that evening for the weekend, Sirius and Remus were descending on them sometime this afternoon, and even Phillip was joining them tomorrow for the last weekend of the summer holidays.

It had been a good summer, one of the best of Severus' life, watching his little boy flourish, happy and carefree, as they enjoyed an unusually warm season. The circle of friends they had been fortunate enough to gather had become an extended family, something Severus had never experienced before. He had spent time with Rys taking walks along the headlands as they had the year before, played with both the boys and Farsh, and held little Maya when Hannah needed a break. There was nothing like having a sleep-warm baby cuddled against your chest, and Severus regretted never having held Rys at the same age. With assistance from Remus, Severus had gotten all the medicinal and base potions completed for the new term. Sirius had searched through all the libraries and vaults that he could.

A tone in the wards had Severus looking over his shoulder as Sirius appeared in the field behind him, his forehead creased with lines. Bernard appeared a moment later, with the same grim look on his face. Severus waited until both men were beside him before acknowledging them quietly.

"Gentlemen, from your expressions, you've either been eating lemons or have discovered something equally as unpalatable."

"Narcissa contacted me this morning, inviting Sirius and me to the manor for lunch. It seemed that Lucius was accompanying Minister Fudge to a meeting this afternoon in Paris."

Severus kept his eyes on the boys who were now digging around in the sand at the edge of the water, his breath trapped in his lungs. "She allowed you access to the diary?"

"Yes," Sirius spoke for the first time, "and I didn't need a spell to tell that it had the same Dark matter in it that the necklace does."

"And the spell confirmed it," Bernard interjected.

"So we have three of these pieces of organic matter to deal with," Severus observed, taking a deep breath. "One piece too many to call it a coincidence."

"Quite right, and if there are three, how many more might have been made?"

Sirius snorted. "The bloody bastard was trying to ensure immortality, apparently, so he would have made as many of them as he could!"

"Yes," Severus said in agreement. "I don't imagine Narcissa allowed you to take the diary, did she?"

"No, she thought it best to not alert Lucius of our interest in it, but Sirius cast a tracking spell on it." Bernard put a hand on Severus' arm. "I do think this shows that Narcissa is serious in her desire to do what it takes to ensure her son's safety."

Severus nodded, knowing Narcissa wouldn't take the chance of being caught with strange men in her home by Lucius unless she was willing to face the consequences. Sirius had already indicated he would be willing to help she and her son financially should the need arise, but was unwilling to put his oath to Rys in jeopardy.

"So you both believe that we should take Narcissa into our confidence?"

Bernard and Sirius shared a look, but Sirius answered. "Not entirely, but I do believe we should tell her that provisions will be made for Draco and vow to protect the child, should the need arise." Sirius gave him a fierce look. "Do NOT believe that anyone is more important to me than Rys!"

Severus actually smiled at the bared teeth. "Of that, I have no doubt. And no matter the motivation, it would be good to have allies so close to the Dark Lord's Inner Circle."

"Daddy!"

Turning just in time, Severus scooped up his wet and sandy son, grimacing as Rys threw his arms around his neck. "Are you and Kyler done chasing waves?"

"Yes, we're hun'ry, Daddy!" Rys' eyes sparkled and Severus could see a spattering of freckles across his nose.

"Good, as I think you've had enough sun for today, sweet boy. Did you say hello to Bernard and Sirius?"

Rys peered around his neck. "Hi, Be'nard! Hi, Sirius!"

"Here, put him on my back and I'll give him a ride to the house!" Sirius transformed, and Severus smirked as he sat the sand-covered child on his godfather's back.

Lunch was boisterous and filled with laughter and camaraderie. It was a scene that Severus could never have imagined even a year ago. Bernard smiled at him and winked as Remus Flooed in to join them. Rys slipped out of his chair and came around to lean against Severus' leg, yawning widely. Pushing back, Severus lifted his son into his lap as Remus told them about securing Ministry approval for the day school.

"Severus?" Hannah smiled down at him, Kyler beside her, as Severus diverted his attention, discovering that Rys was sound asleep against his chest. "I think a nap would help the boys."

With murmured thanks, Severus handed Rys to her, and she took them upstairs where Maya was already napping. Hannah was still on the thin side and Severus knew Phillip was worried about her. She seemed to tire easily and Severus hoped she would take advantage of the time the children were down to have a kip as well.

"I think we should extend our protection to Draco, taking a modified Unbreakable Vow, where Narcissa vows her loyalty to Rys as well," Sirius was saying.

Bernard nodded. "Except that those are two different vows or do you want to try it as a group?"

"Group vows take a powerful bonder to properly set," Remus said thoughtfully, using his fork to punctuate his words. "A wizard of Dumbledore's power..."

"Or Rys," Sirius interjected quietly, looking at Severus.

The thought jolted Severus and he started to shake his head, only to stop as he saw the look Bernard gave him. "I don't know that I want anyone knowing his potential."

"It might greatly enhance the loyalty portion of Narcissa's vow," Bernard said quietly. "And adding a secrecy clause will be expected anyway."

Severus drew in a deep breath, considering. It was in their best interest, in Rys’ best interest, to ensure Narcissa's vow, with her access to the Dark Lord's old diary. If they could get that away from Lucius, they might even be able to use it to figure out how to get rid of the organic matter in it and in Rys' scar.

Phillip stepped out of the Floo mid-afternoon, the bags under his eyes attesting to the twenty four-hour shift he'd just completed at St. Mungo's. As one, the group of men seated in the room pointed towards the stairs and a grateful Phillip headed that way. It was after dinner and after the children were tucked into bed before the adults all gathered to discuss Sirius and Bernard's proposal. While Severus knew his duty was to protect his son, each of these people was putting themselves in danger to help him with that task and each had a say in the decision he made.

After it was said and discussed, they all agreed that having Narcissa as an ally could only help with their research into the spell the Dark Lord had used that resulted in impregnating objects, animate and inanimate, with what Severus suspected were parts of his soul. It had been an epiphany as Phillip discussed the organic matter in the diary, locket, and Rys' scar. There was no other explanation.




The return to Hogwarts had been easier this year. Rys was familiar with their quarters and had been delighted when Altor and a number of the house-elves had appeared to greet them. The tapestry of Merlin hanging in the sitting room seemed to warm the place, and Severus was intrigued as he watched Altor incline his head respectfully towards the tapestry. Rys sat down on the floor, laughing as the smallest house-elves gathered around him.

"Master Severus?" Altor stood beside Severus, watching the children.

"Yes?"

"The new professor is here and the house-elves is not trusting her."

Severus nodded, absorbing the information. "Rutledge seemed to be a threat to Rys specifically, does this new teacher as well?"

"Professor Adstrum is being mean and cruel to the house-elves, Master Severus."

Severus' eyes narrowed and he reached down to touch Altor lightly on the shoulder. "If this new professor continues to do that or hurts one of the house-elves, Altor, I would like to know about it."

Altor nodded gravely, his eyes meeting Severus'. "As you wish, sir. There is darkness to her soul, sir. "

Bowing, Altor turned to watch Rys for a moment before gathering the house-elves and leaving as silently as they arrived. Severus watched his son lean back againstthe tapestry and moved to pick Rys up. Gingerly laying a hand on the woven surface, Severus watched Rys smile and do the same.

Welcome back, young ones, I am glad to see your time away has been enjoyable.

A feeling of warmth flowed through Severus like the gentle brush of Light magic. Rys' giggle told Severus that the child had felt it as well. When the tapestry remained silent, Severus wordlessly expressed his thanks for the greeting and continued support, before carrying Rys into his bedroom. Severus watched as Rys picked out a set of dark green robes and a bright yellow shirt underneath, grimacing slightly at the selection, but dutifully helped him dress.

Choosing a set of his black teaching robes, Severus dressed for the required pre-term dinner as Rys silently played with his little cauldron and his toy dragon. Severus watched surreptitiously as Rys took his special bag from his pocket and looked into it, as if checking to make sure the feathers Fawkes had given him were still inside. A quick pat on his own pouch reassured Severus that his gift from Fawkes was still there. One last brush of their hair had them ready.

"Shall we go and see what this new professor looks like, sweet boy?" Severus asked as he took Rys’ hand. "And remember to stay close to Poppy, Minerva, or me, please."

"Yes, Daddy," Rys answered cheerfully, gripping his hand tightly.

The Great Hall gleamed in the light of thousands of floating candles, the enchanted ceiling showing the lingering colors of the sunset. Severus quickly scanned the group of assembled teachers as they quietly made their way up the side aisle.

"Severus!" Poppy materialized at his side, leaning down to scoop Rys into her arms. "And who is this big boy?"

Rys giggled and hugged Poppy as she fell in beside Severus. "The new Defense teacher seems…lovely."

The delicate emphasis made Severus frown as he continued forward toward to where Dumbledore stood beside a tall woman dressed in sapphire blue robes. Poppy fell into step slightly behind him as Severus got his first good look at his new colleague. Statuesque and white-blonde, the woman's finely sculpted features had the name Malfoy written all over them, and Severus could feel the hair on the back of his neck stand up.

He was vaguely aware of Minerva intercepting Poppy to exclaim over how much Rys had grown over the summer, her hand skimming his sleeve as he passed. As Severus reached the table, he wasn't surprised when Dumbledore stepped back as he approached.

"Ah, there you are, my boy!" Dumbledore swung his arm wide in a sweeping motion that would have made Rys flinch if Severus hadn’t been holding him. "May I present Celeste Adstrum, who will be teaching Defense against the Dark Arts this term. Celeste, this is our Potions master, Severus Snape."

Severus extended his hand politely, pressing the cool fingers briefly, before stepping back. "Welcome to Hogwarts, Professor Adstrum."

"Professor Snape, I've heard much about you!" The woman seemed enthused, but her facial expression never changed.

There was a lilting accent to the woman's voice that Severus couldn't quite place and he found the blue-gray eyes intense. Severus thought he felt the brush of Legilimency, but it was gone before he could be sure. He casually took another step back.

"Indeed," Severus answered in an indifferent tone. "Unfortunately, I'm unable to return the salutation."

The woman gave him a cool smile. "We'll have to have tea and discuss mutual friends soon, Severus."

A tug on his sleeve seemed well timed, and Severus inclined his head at his new colleague before turning to where Rys stood just behind him. Minerva and Poppy stood behind them smiling as Severus laid his hand on top of his son's head. Rys reached up and took Severus' hand, leaning around Severus' leg to get a look at Adstrum, before pulling back quickly. With a shake of his head, Rys leaned closer and Severus bent to lift him.

"Shall we sit down, sweet boy?"

Rys nodded, sticking a finger in his mouth as he glanced over Severus' shoulder before burying his face. Severus knew by Rys' reaction that he was uneasy with Adstrum. He exchanged a look with Minerva that told him she shared his and Rys' first impressions of Celeste Adstrum. Lowering him into the special chair, Severus settled Rys beside Filius and took his seat with Minerva on his other side.

"This one looks a little young for Hogwarts, Severus." Adstrum's voice had a condescending edge to it. "Young children are so untidy to have around, especially at this age."

"My son will be attending the children's school in Hogsmeade, madam," Severus ground out as Rys frowned, tilting his head back to look at Adstrum.

"Severus, I'm delighted that you and young Rys were able to make it back for dinner." Dumbledore stepped in, watching with interest the interaction between Rys and Adstrum. "I'm sure that you and Harry will get along splendidly, Celeste."

Rys' head came up and his eyes narrowed as he looked at Dumbledore. Knowing that his son had inherited Lily's explosive temper, Severus laid his hand on Rys' arm, redirecting his gaze. His small face was set in a scowl, while the eyes held a familiar fire, and under any other circumstances Severus would have chuckled at the fierce look.

"Concentrate, sweet boy," Severus said in a low voice. "Remember your lessons."

Taking a deep breath, Rys nodded and put his hand over Severus' before looking up at Adstrum. "Please to meet you," he said with careful enunciation and not quite looking her in the eye.

Dumbledore's smile lost its smugness, as if he'd expected Rys to respond angrily to him, and Severus smirked. He didn't know what Dumbledore had in mind with this new teacher, but she wouldn't have access to his son, not when Rys reacted to her the way he had.

"How was your holiday, little one?" Filius Flitwick's high-pitched voice caught both Severus' and Rys' attention.

"Bril'ant! I went swimmin'!" Rys told him enthusiastically as Severus hid a smile.

Brilliant had become Rys’ and Kyler's new favorite word during their time at the headland house, Severus thought as he listened to Rys describe his experiences in the ocean. It didn't escape his notice that Albus Dumbledore and the new Defense professor also seemed to be listening intently. Severus laid his hand lightly on Rys’ knees, pleased when his son looked up at him with a smile. Severus had a great admiration for Flitwick, an expert dueler from a pure-blood family, but he'd fought beside Dumbledore in the war and Severus had no idea where his loyalties were.

"It sounds like you enjoyed yourself, Rys, and your father looks a bit more relaxed as well."

Severus looked at Flitwick to find a humorous gleam in his colleague's eyes. "We did enjoy the coast, thank you. It is amazing at how much sand a small boy can collect while at the beach."

Flitwick laughed, giving Severus a nod as the food appeared on the table in front of them, with a small plate of bite-sized pieces for Rys. Severus tucked the serviette into Rys’ lap, watching for a moment as Rys concentrated on using his spoon and fork to eat. Minerva caught his eye and gave him an approving nod. Allowing his lips to curve upwards, Severus concentrated on eating as he kept an eye on his son, allowing the conversation to flow over him.

Later, as Severus carried a sleepy Rys down to their rooms, he was surprised to realize that the dinner been relatively pleasant. Dumbledore had spent it telling Celeste Adstrum about the children's school Sirius and Remus were opening. The rest of his colleagues shared stories about their summer adventures, including Flitwick's latest dueling title. Rys seemed very taken with Flitwick the few times they had met. Adstrum, on the other hand, had set Severus' teeth on edge and Rys didn't want to have anything to do with her.

"Daddy?" Rys lifted his head as they entered their rooms. "I don't like her."

Severus smiled at him. "I'm afraid I don't either, sweet boy, and I think she is one to be watched. Please be careful when she is around."

Rys nodded as Severus set him down next to the tapestry. Curious, Severus watched as Rys lifted a hand and pressed it against the hanging, touching Merlin's robes. Tentatively brushing his fingers along the tapestry, Severus was surprised by the feeling of warmth and welcome he felt.

"Man missed us, Daddy," Rys told him as he stepped away from the wall hanging.

There was an impression of humor and reassurance as Severus lifted his hand, certain the image of Merlin winked at him. It was still eerie to think that the tapestry had been infused somehow with the spirit of the great wizard, but if it helped him keep Rys safe, Severus would believe in Father Christmas and the Tooth Fairy.

"I believe you are right." Severus smiled as he guided Rys towards his bedroom. "I think a bath for you and then perhaps a story before bed."




"Severus!"

The distress in Phillip May's deep voice jolted Severus out of sleep and his feet hit the floor before his eyes were even open. He reached the sitting room just as Phillip stepped through the Floo, a crying baby in one arm and a frightened little boy in the other. Severus automatically took Maya as Phillip bent to set Kyler down.

"Hannah's fever has spiked and I need to get her to St. Mungo's!" Hair rumpled from being raked by his fingers, Phillip looked nothing like the cool, competent healer Severus knew him to be.

"Go, Phillip, and tend to your wife. The children will be safe until you collect them." Severus held the baby against his shoulder as he settled a hand on Kyler's head.

With a nod, Phillip turned and disappeared back into the emerald flames. Severus rocked side to side as he watched the flames die down, before reaching for Kyler's hand.

"Daddy?"

Turning around, Severus swore as he saw Rys standing in the doorway rubbing his eye with a fist. His son flinched, dropping his hand and Severus sighed. He'd make amends later.

"Rys, why don't you take Kyler and go back to bed. His mummy isn't feeling well, so he and Maya will stay here with us."

Rys gave him a nod and turned around, Kyler following behind him. Severus shifted Maya so that she was pressed against his chest and made soothing noises at her as he followed the boys into Rys’ bedroom.

"Do you want to share your bed or make another one for Kyler?" he asked Rys as he stood patting his friend on the back.

"Kyler can sleep wi'f me, Daddy." Rys shot him a guarded look.

"All right then, both of you up on the bed," Severus told them, reaching down to give Rys a boost up and letting his hand linger for a moment in apology.

Helping Kyler up, Severus cast a protective spell on the bed and laid Maya down with the boys. "Watch the baby, boys, while I get her things."

Returning to the sitting room, Maya's indignant screams following him, Severus shook his head to clear it. Severus pushed his hair out of his face and summoned Masly, who was sent after the children's things. The baby's cries had turned into low whimpers as Severus went over all the details of what he needed to do in his mind.

Half an hour later, Maya was fed and changed, sleeping peacefully in her cot. Rys and
Kyler had settled as well, each clinging to a stuffed toy. Casting a monitoring spell on the children, Severus slid back into bed and sighed as his head sank into his pillow. His last thoughts were of Hannah and Phillip, hoping everything would be okay.

Morning came too soon and by the end of breakfast, Severus had a much greater appreciation for those who cared for children. Rys was atypical in his quiet, agreeable morning nature Severus determined as Kyler expressed his distaste for porridge. On his last nerve, Severus was thankful when Masly produced a plate of pancakes. Both boys were fascinated by his Patronus, which Severus sent to Sirius. Within a few minutes both Sirius and Remus stepped from the Floo, concerned looks on their faces.

"Have you heard anything?" Sirius asked, holding his hands out for Maya.

Severus relinquished the baby. "No, not a word."

"All right, Remus and I will take the children back to the house while you get your work done here," Sirius told him as Remus rounded up the boys and their things.

Rys wrapped his arms around Severus' leg and hugged him. Leaning down, Severus picked him up and gave him a reassuring hug. Rys kissed his cheek, arms encircling Severus' neck tightly. Severus pressed his cheek against Rys' soft hair, before kissing him.

"Be a good boy for Sirius and Remus," Severus whispered in his ear. "They may need to spend some extra time with Kyler and Maya."

Rys nodded and whispered back. "Okay, Daddy."

It was late that afternoon before Masly alerted Severus that Phillip was in his sitting room. Wiping his hands on a towel, Severus cast a stasis spell on the simmering cauldrons and hurried through to his rooms. Phillip was pale and drawn; his shoulders slumped as he stared into the fire, and it was the air of defeat that frightened Severus.

"Phillip? How's Hannah?" Apprehension gripped him.

"Not good; it turns out she had an allergic reaction to Maya's magic and fighting against it has severely weakened her magical core." Phillip dropped onto the couch, scrubbing his hands over his face. "The one thing that could cure her is an obscure potion that would reverse the effects."

"The Retexamus Magicales Potion," Severus told him grimly, remembering the complex potion that he'd seen brewed once before during his mastery studies.

Phillip's head came up, a hopeful look in his eyes. "You know of it?"

"I saw it made once, during my mastery in London," Severus said quietly, trying to summon the recipe from the depths of his mind. "Do you know if the hospital has a copy of the brewing instructions?"

"No, I already looked."

Severus paced in front of the hearth, arms crossed over his chest as he tried to think. There had to be somewhere that obscure potions were archived…

"The Restricted Section of the Hogwarts library!" Severus stopped short and swung around towards Phillip. "And I am sure that Poppy would be willing to check for us. Rys and I will go see her later this evening and I will start the potion as soon as I can."

Phillip nodded his head, raking his fingers through his hair. "I know you can't risk alerting him to any of our…"

"Allow me to take care of that, Phillip, and go get some sleep. Between Sirius, Remus, and Masly, the children will be tended to while you rest and I get started on this potion."

"Thank you, Severus." The gratitude in Phillip's eyes made Severus uncomfortable as he waved his friend through the Floo.

It was just before dinner that evening when Sirius brought an anxious Rys to him. His son hung on to him tightly, burying his face in Severus' shoulder without a sound. With a clinginess that Severus hadn't seen in a year, Rys was reluctant to be put down and seemed afraid the Severus would leave. Masly served them a simple meal before carrying a note to Poppy as Severus tried to placate his son.

It was only a short time later that Poppy stepped from the Floo, scroll of parchment in her hand. "Severus, I found the potion you need."

Severus lifted Rys out of his lap and stood to greet her. He immediately unrolled the copy of the potion brewing instructions that Poppy had made.

"Rys? Aren't you going to come say hello?" Poppy asked softly.

Rys looked at Severus, who gave him a nod, and slipped off the couch to trudge over. Poppy threw a glance at Severus, before bending down to pick Rys up. Kissing his forehead, she tucked Rys' head into her neck and pinned Severus with an inquiring stare.

"Hannah May is in St. Mungo's with a magic allergy," Severus told her. "And according to Sirius, Rys is afraid that I might get sick, too."

Poppy tightened her arms around Rys, rocking him side to side. "How long will it take to brew that potion?"

Severus glanced up sharply, taking in the protective way Poppy was holding Rys. "If I have all the ingredients, about six hours of actual brewing and then it has to simmer for another twenty-two."

"Then go, get started." Poppy sat down on the couch, still holding Rys. "I'll stay with Rys and help Masly take care of him." Rys lifted his head, looking up at Severus. "He knows that you'll be fine while I'm here."

Rys stuck his finger in his mouth, but nodded as he laid his head on Poppy’s shoulder. Severus leaned down and kissed his cheek, before straightening. He glanced down at the list of ingredients he’d need, his eyes stopping at feather of a phoenix, freely given. Swallowing hard, Severus silently Summoned his pouch from his bedroom.

“Do you have everything you need?” Poppy asked quietly.

Severus nodded, heading into the small, personal lab off the sitting room. The phoenix feather was priceless, having been a gift from Fawkes, especially in lifesaving potions such as the one Hannah needed. Everything in him screamed for him not to use it, in the event that Rys might someday need it, but Severus ignored it. Phillip and Hannah had become more than trusted friends, they were family.

Pulling the feather out of the pouch, Severus stroked a finger along the scarlet plume and set it aside. Turning quickly, Severus moved through the room, selecting a small cauldron and gathering the rest of the items he needed. Scouring the inside with a flick of his wand, Severus set the cauldron on the stand and filled it a third full with water. As that warmed, he began to prepare each of the things that he’d need to the recipe’s specifics. His mind wandered as his fingers automatically diced and minced, moving from the tapestry to the coming term to the unspoken threat that Dumbledore’s new Defense teacher seemed to present.

The water was at a rolling boil when Severus shut down his thoughts and read through the recipe one more time. With a prayer to the deities, Severus took a deep breath and immersed himself in his brewing. Time flew as he followed the complex stirring and the precise timing for each of the ingredients, Severus rediscovering his love of brewing a perfect potion. By the time Severus adjusted the flame for a slow shimmer, almost five hours had elapsed, and he caught himself yawning widely. He wouldn’t be able to use any magic on the potion, as it could affect the way Hannah reacted to it, but it would simmer without him for a few minutes.

Moving silently through the now darkened sitting room, Severus looked into Rys’ room, not surprised to see Poppy sound asleep in the bed, alone. He found Rys in his bed, one arm curled around his toy corgi and the other hugging Severus’ pillow. Severus smiled tiredly and backed out of the room, heading for the small kitchen and a hurried cup of tea. The potion needed to simmer without any change in temperature for another twenty-two hours and then cool, before he could decant it.

A flash of light startled him and Severus almost spilled his tea as Fawkes appeared before him. With a soft trill of phoenix song, Fawkes stroked the tip of a wing down Severus’ arm, before contorting to pluck a long feather from his tail. Holding the feather out to Severus, Fawkes’ eyes seemed to bore into his. Severus bowed slightly as he took the gift, almost weak with relief.

“Thank you so much,” he told the phoenix softly, overwhelmed.

Fawkes seemed to laugh at his lack of faith, titling his head before disappearing as suddenly as he had appeared. With a smile, Severus checked the potion again before stumbling out to the couch. He set an alarm spell and lay down, trusting that it would wake him in thirty minutes.

When the deep tone of the alarm spell went off, Severus woke to find Rys curled up beside him. Sliding out from behind him without waking his son, Severus moved silently into his lab to check on the potion. After making a slight adjustment, Severus returned to the couch, where he reset the alarm. He then re-settled Rys against him and fell back to sleep. This set the pattern for the rest of the twenty hours, Rys shadowing him, ready to help if Severus needed it, with Masly hovering in the background and Poppy checking on them frequently.

It felt good to share the moment of accomplishment with his son when the potion was done, its color and texture perfect. Even at his young age, Rys understood the importance of the potion to Hannah and held the vial steady as Severus carefully decanted the potion as soon as it was cooled. Despite being after midnight, Severus took Rys and the potion and Flooed directly through to the cottage in Hogsmeade, where Phillip was waiting. He stood as they stepped from the fireplace.

"Did everything go all right?" Phillip looked exhausted, his face pale and drawn.

"Yes, even better than I expected," Severus told him, taking the pouch carefully from Rys, who held it tightly against his chest. "There is enough potion there for five applications at the recommended dosage."

Phillip accepted the black velvet pouch with both hands, holding it much like Rys had, pressed firmly against his chest. "Severus, I don't know what to say, thank you seems so inadequate—"

Laying his free hand on Phillip's shoulder, Severus shook his head as Rys reached out and patted Phillip's cheek. "No thanks are necessary, Phillip, you have done as much for us. Now, go to Hannah and give her our regards."

With a nod, Phillip stepped up to the fireplace. "St. Mungo's!"

As he watched the emerald flames die away, Severus felt a wave of exhaustion sweep through him. Rys slid his arms around Severus' neck, kissing his cheek before laying his head on Severus' shoulder.

"You're bril'ant, Daddy!" Rys told him sleepily.

Severus snorted, kissing his forehead. "Thank you for your help, sweet boy." He moved towards the Floo. "We'd better get back before Masly comes looking for us."

Falling into bed without even brushing their teeth, Severus didn't cast an alarm spell. There was still a week before the term started and Severus wasn't concerned about being ready. He knew that Hannah needed to take two doses of the potion, taken twenty-four hours apart, so there would be no news for at least a day. Sirius and Remus had Maya and Kyler with them, deeming it best not to alert the wrong person in the castle of their presence.

Time dragged through the next day, and Severus was sure Rys was glad to get away when Severus Flooed him to Sirius' house to play with Maya and Kyler in the afternoon. The potion bases that he needed to prepare for the NEWT level students were simple enough that they took little concentration and Severus was able to reflect on recent developments as he methodically chopped and diced ingredients.

It was clear that taking a Vow with Narcissa was in Rys’ best interest and, while protecting Draco as well, it would give them access to the Riddle diary that her husband possessed. The decision to use Rys as the bonder wasn't an easy one for Severus as he hated to have his son and his abilities exposed. On the other hand, if Narcissa were to understand why Rys was special, it would reconfirm to her the reason for their secrecy. The words of the tapestry came to mind:

Beware of those with false motivations, as I am not the only one who will realize his gift, but embrace the unexpected, within them you will find hidden allies.

Narcissa was certainly an unexpected ally and Draco would be in Rys' year at Hogwarts, so it made sense to have them be friends. Despite Severus' worries, he knew that Rys would need as many good, loyal people around him as he could get as he got older. Severus felt his jaw clench and took a deep breath, his fingers stilling on the pickled Murtlap tentacle he was mincing. Dumbledore was the type to sit back and bide his time until an opportunity arose that he could use to his advantage. And that was what Severus feared the most, but he had to have faith in Rys and his ability to see through any subterfuge.

Phillip May was at Sirius' that afternoon when Severus Flooed in, barely visible behind the pile of children. An exhausted grin split his face as he held Maya against his chest, Kyler and Rys shared his lap, and even Draco leaned against his leg.

"How is she?" Severus asked without preamble, catching Rys as he slid off Phillip's lap and launched himself at Severus.

"The potion worked!" Phillip's eyes gleamed. "Not as quickly as I would have liked, but none of the healers were aware that her magical core was almost depleted. Hannah has already gained back about half of her magic and they gave her a third dose as a precaution." Phillip met his eyes. "Severus, I can't even begin—"

"There is no need, Phillip," Severus interrupted him, uncomfortable with the gratitude he saw in Phillip's eyes.

"There is, but I understand," Phillip told him softly. "Hannah could come home tomorrow afternoon, if she continues to improve."

The Floo flared green and Narcissa Malfoy stepped out, stopping as she saw them assembled. "Am I interrupting?"

"Not at all." Severus smiled, watching as Draco mimicked Rys and launched himself at his mother. "If fact, you are just in time to celebrate good news." He watched as she lifted Draco and kissed his cheek. "We've decided to make the Vow."

"Thank Merlin!" Narcissa exclaimed, hugging Draco tightly.





After much discussion, they decided Mabon with its high energy and balance, would be the best time to cast the Unbreakable Vow. Choosing the headlands house at sunset, Severus was nervous as he Flooed through to the cottage with Rys. He had spoken to his son the weekend before about the Vow and that it would help both Rys and his new friend Draco. They had been at the cottage and Severus had used the time to teach Rys the spell and wand motion. While Rys had caught on quicker than Severus would have thought, he found his patience was thin and had to stop when he saw a tear slip down Rys' cheek. As he held Rys and apologized, Severus knew he had to get his own anxiety under control.

It was cloudy on the windswept headland as Severus Apparated them to the house, which reflected his somber mood. He opened the Floo as Masly joined them, laying out refreshments. Rys disappeared upstairs as Severus prowled the sitting room before heading into the kitchen. The bottle of firewhisky that he kept on a shelf over the sink beckoned him, but Severus knew he needed all his wits about him tonight.

He was contemplating checking his lab when he heard the Floo activate and moved back towards the sitting room. He was relieved to find it was Bernard who stepped through, dressed in formal-looking black robes.

"You look like shite, my friend!" Bernard greeted him with a grin, patting him on the shoulder.

"I have some—reservations," Severus admitted quietly. "I'm hoping that this isn't a mistake and that I'm not pushing Rys too hard."

Bernard's hand gripped his shoulder firmly and forced Severus to face him. "Rys seems to be very perceptive where you are concerned, probably the wish bond, which means he knows what is in your heart and what you are trying to do for him." Bernard met his eyes. "He may not understand the words or the complexities, but he knows you love him and would do anything to keep him safe."

The words made him feel marginally better and he gave Bernard a smile, just as he heard Rys come down the stairs. Looking up, Severus felt his smile broaden as he saw that Rys had somehow found the formal robes that he'd worn to the Wizengamot hearing. They were a bit small on him now, but the message of how important this was hadn't been lost on the child.

"Allow me to fix those for you, sweet boy," Severus told Rys, who stood perfectly still as Severus cast a charm to resize the black robes. "Such a handsome boy."

Rys smiled and stood a little taller at Severus' words. "Thank you, Daddy."

The Floo activated again, with Kingsley Shacklebolt stepping out. The Auror had become a trusted ally, having pledged a vow of fidelity over the summer, as had Lucena Burke who was helping with the children during school.

"Kings'y!" Rys greeted him with a smile, wrapping his arms around Kingsley's legs as he reached down to pet his hair.

"Hello, Rys," Kingsley said quietly, nodding to Bernard before meeting Severus' eyes. "Celeste Adstrum was snooping around the Ministry this afternoon, specifically asking about Sirius' status and the school."

Sirius stepped out of the fireplace in time to hear the last part of Kingsley's statement, Remus Lupin right behind him. Sirius bent to lift Rys and give him a kiss on the forehead before he greeted them, Remus standing quietly and watching.

"Was she alone?" Bernard asked the question foremost in Severus' mind, his voice sharp.

Kingsley cocked his head, giving them a rueful look. "She arrived alone, but then left with her cousin, Lucius Malfoy, who had been conducting a meeting with the Minister."

Severus had suspected as much, Narcissa having already confirmed what they'd suspected with the family connection. Draco had been attending school with Kyler and Rys on a regular basis while Narcissa had kept her eye on Lucius. It seemed impossible to Severus that Lucius paid relatively no attention to his son or what he was occupying his time doing, but it was working to their advantage. Narcissa had actually found that she enjoyed reading to the boys and did so now three afternoons a week. Severus was sure that would stop as soon as the school opened to the children of Hogsmeade the following week. None of them could chance Narcissa being identified directly with the school and Sirius was working on a solution.

A tap on the door announced Phillip May as he joined them, his face for once looking rested and relaxed. He gave Severus a surreptitious nod and Severus felt marginally better knowing that Phillip would monitor Rys and give him a child-approved calming potion if needed. Conversation stopped as Narcissa stepped elegantly from the hearth and spelled the ash from her simple blue robes.

Severus stepped forward as she looked at the men gathered in the sitting room. "Narcissa, welcome to my home." He gave her a formal bow.

The traditional greeting seemed to take her by surprise, but Narcissa recovered quickly and gave him a graceful curtsey. "Your welcome is gratefully accepted, Severus."

Sirius set Rys down and he moved to stand beside Severus, giving Narcissa a small smile. Greetings were exchanged between the adults as Severus took Rys’ hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. Bernard orchestrated everything, moving the furniture back with a flick of his wand. Remus took up a position near the large front window and Phillip moved to stand close to Rys. Narcissa and Sirius took their positions in front of Severus as he handed his wand to Rys, who carefully took it with both hands. Narcissa's eyes widened as she realized what was going to happen.

Taking a deep breath, Severus extended his hand towards Narcissa, who didn't hesitate to grasp it. "Do you Vow an oath of fidelity and secrecy to my son, Harry James Snape?"

Narcissa squared her shoulders. "I do."

Rys lifted the wand and, with exaggerated care, whispered the words of the spell as he moved the wand firmly. A rope of fire shot from the wand and looped around their hands. Severus gave Rys an encouraging smile.

"Do you, Narcissa, Vow to protect my son as if he were your own?"

"I will."

Moving the wand determinately, Rys cast a second rope of fire and it encircled their hands as well.

"Do you Vow to assist me in protecting my son and myself from those who would harm us, even as I Vow to protect your son as I would my own, secondary only to Rys?"

"I Vow to the full extent of my magic and my life."

Sirius spoke up as he laid his hand over Narcissa's hand. "I Vow to protect and support your son, Draco, for the rest of my life, secondary only to my godson."

Remus stepped forward, adding his hand. I Vow to protect your son, Narcissa, secondary only to my protection of Rys."

Bernard and Phillip also joined in the Vow, wrapping their hands around the others, and Kingsley covered them with his large hand. The first two strands of fire seemed to entwine through all their fingers. It was as if Severus could feel each and every one of their life forces infusing a part of the bond they were sharing. Rys' magic seemed to stand out, tingling against his skin, and Severus gave his son a small nod.

Rys raised Severus' wand again and, with a look of utter concentration, cast a third rope of fire. This strand seemed to pulsate with power, entwining around the other strands, before flaring white and all three were absorbed into their skins. Narcissa gasped as she felt the strength of the magic Rys had cast. Moving towards Severus, Rys leaned against Severus' leg, hand still firmly wrapped around the wand as he looked up at Severus.

Severus disentangled his hand, ignoring the inquisitive look on Narcissa's face, and reached down to lift Rys. He heard Sirius speaking to Narcissa in a quiet voice as he slid the wand out of his son's hand and put it away.

"Well done, sweet boy," Severus said quietly, glimpsing a smile as Rys buried his face in Severus' neck.

"He doesn't feel hot, does he?" Phillip was at his side, his wand running over Rys' back.

"No, he feels fine." Severus leaned his cheek against Rys' hair. "He did an excellent job."

"Yes, he did—"

A burst of fire that heralded Fawkes arrival surprised them all, and Narcissa let out a shriek. Sirius grabbed her shoulders firmly as the phoenix hovered over their heads. Rys lifted his head and smiled as Fawkes lowered enough to brush over them all with his wings, an action that Severus took as a sign of approval. With a smile, Rys reached up and strained to touch the scarlet feathers. Fawkes lowered his head, allowing Rys to stroke his neck while he rubbed an eye over the lightning bolt scar on Rys' forehead. Pulling back, Fawkes bobbed his head before lifting up towards the ceiling and disappearing in another burst of flame.

"Well, I'm glad that Fawkes seems to approve," Remus said in an amused voice.

"But the phoenix is Dumbledore's familiar!" Narcissa's voice rose in volume.

Bernard gave a sharp snort. "I don't think that phoenix is anyone's familiar, and while it looks like he helps Dumbledore, Fawkes clearly has his own agenda."

"Fawkes helps us," Rys told her firmly, which drew a snort from Sirius.

Severus ignored him. "Rys is correct, Fawkes has protected us since Rys came to live with me and I would bet my life on his loyalty."

Phillip, Bernard, and Remus nodded their agreement as they made their way to the refreshments Masly has laid out. Sirius pulled Kingsley to the side and Severus started to turn, when Narcissa laid a hand on his arm.

"Thank you, Severus, I can't tell you want a relief it is to know that Draco will be protected if something happens to me."

Rys reached down to pat her hand, and Severus watched as Narcissa turned her hand over, capturing Rys' hand in hers. "Does Dumbledore realize what a powerful little wizard you have here?"

"I think he has a bit of an idea, but he isn't aware of the true extent of it."

"I sense a story there." Narcissa smiled as Rys yawned and settled back against Severus' shoulder. "I do know that I would not let Celeste Adstrum anywhere near your son, Severus. She is very cruel according to an aunt of Lucius', who warned me not to let her near Draco. She apparently feels that being harsh with children prepares them for adulthood or some such rot."

Severus nodded his agreement, his arms tightening around Rys. "I don't intend to let her anywhere near Rys."

"Be cognizant of Portkeys, Severus," Kingsley interjected grimly. "They are easy to conceal and an illegal one is very hard to trace."

Rys held up his arm, his Heritage bracelet catching the light of the torches. "Daddy always finds me!"

Severus chuckled ruefully. "More like you use it to keep track of me, sweet boy!"

Rys laughed and patted his cheek. "Brilliant, Daddy!

Looking around the room, Severus smiled at the gathering of friends and allies, nodding. "Indeed it is, Rys, indeed it is."



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