Memories by ChemPrincess

“Do you remember what to do, Mr Potter?” Severus asked.

“Of course I do. You’ve asked me that like a million times already! I can follow instructions, I am not a complete dunderhead, you know?” Potter said.

Severus ignored him. “Keep your wand ready.” Potter waved his wand around exaggeratingly at that. “Cast the spell only when I tell you to, as soon as I tell you to, not before, not after. If I don’t tell you to cast the spell then, don’t cast the spell. As soon as you cast that spell then that’s it, we don't get another chance. When your wand releases magic the globe could break. Do you understand?”

“Yessss…” Potter said.

“Yes sir.” Potter amended when Severus gave him a sharp look.

“Alright, get ready, Mr. Potter.” He saw the boy straightening his shoulders, wand clutched tightly in his hand, out of the corner of his eyes and gave him a quick nod.

Then they were plunged into a new memory.

“Let go off me.” Severus was saying in the memory, as Tobias Snape had him pinned to a wall, by a forearm across Severus’s chest.

“Why don’t you push me away, huh, boy?” Tobias asked with amusement in his voice. It was one of his father's rare moment, without slurred words and alcohol on his breath.

Young Severus gritted his teeth as he strained to dislodge his father. He put the palms of his hands on his father’s shoulder and tried to push him away, putting all his weight into it. But Tobias did not budge.

Severus tried until he was red in the face. Sweat beading on his forehead.

Tobias chuckled. “You can’t. No matter how much you try, you can’t fight me. You will always be weak without a wand. You are pathetic. You are nothing.”

Severus let his father’s insults wash over him. Let the shame, anger, the fury engulf him. This memory had come at a perfect moment. It was linked to the memory that he was trying to bring forth.

He managed to change the memory. They were in an underground tunnel. He watched as Bellatrix and his younger self were duelling while the dark lord watched.

“Furnunculus” Bellatrix cried.

Severus casted a Protego, just as he was about to hit be by the spell which would have caused him to be covered in boils. “Obscuro” shouted, but Bellatrix quickly deflected.

“Incendio.” Bellatrix cast. But Severus casted his own modified, much more powerful version of Augumenti. They kept on duelling until Severus casted Sectumsempra which he had created himself. Bellatrix screamed in agony as severe lacerations appeared all over her body, she yielded soon after that. Then Severus kneeled before the dark lord, with his head bowed.

“Well done, Severus.” Voldermort said. Then lifted his wand and pointed it at Severus’s arm and cast a wordless spell, which had Severus gritting his teeth out of pain. When Voldermort was done Severus had the Dark Mark on his arm.

Severus watched in disgust as his younger self smirked proud. But couldn’t help but feel the pure pride and hope that was flooding through him.

“Now Potter.” Severus shouted, turning around so he was facing Potter. The boy looked horrified but pulled himself together.

“Motus Sublimiorem” Potter shouted, while simultaneously drawing an infinity symbol in the air.The symbol glowed brightly and then hit Severus in the chest. Immediately he felt a flood of emotions surge through him.

“Come here, Potter.” Severus called. Potter came and stood right next to him. They both watched as a soft blue string of light drew towards them.

“Professor!”

“I know.”

There were cracks all over the globe now. It was about to break. The light drew closer, circling around Severus’s legs. It started looping around his body, leaving Potter out of the light. Quickly Severus grabbed Potter and dragged him closer through the loops of blue light. Potter screamed as soon as the light touched his body. It burned through his clothes. His skin sizzled where the light made contact with his skin. Burns started appearing all over his body, while Severus remained unscathed. Severus cursed pulling the boy closer towards his chest. He put a hand to the back of Potter’s head and pushed his face towards his own chest and waited until the light was done looping around them.

When it was done, the light burned brighter to the point where Severus had to close his eyes or risk loosing them. Potter pressed his face further into Severus’s chest. Then before he knew they were stumbling and falling in Headmaster's office.

“Severus!” Dumbledore cried. “My dear boys-“

“Headmaster!” Severus interrupted, from the floor. “Potter needs medical attention.”

“Levico-“

“No, don’t use magic on the boy until we figure out how to treat the burns.” Severus said, again interrupting Dumbledore. “Have Madame Pomfrey floo in.” he instructed before Dumbledore could suggest that they floo the boy to the hospital wing.

Severus checked Potter’s wounds as the boy lied unconsciously on the floor.

Madame Pomfrey stepped out of the floo and transfigured Headmaster's table into a cot. Severus lifted the boy onto the cot. After asking some questions Madame Pomfrey shooed them away while she treated Potter.

“Are you alright, Severus?” the Headmaster asked.

“I am fine.” He snapped in irritation. He glanced at the heap which had been a globe that he was trapped inside a moment ago. It had broken into a lot more smaller pieces then he had imagined. The globe had practically turned into tiny crystals.

“Tell me what happened.” The Headmaster demanded. So Severus started explaining everything that had happened inside the globe, but he didn’t go into detail about their memories, just gave a vague explanation and brushed it off. They were Potter and his private memories, they already had their privacy invaded many times that day. That day, it was still the same day, they had been inside the globe for about eight to nine hours.

“Headmaster? Severus?” Madame Pomfrey called.

“How is Harry's condition now, Madame Pomfrey?” The headmaster asked.

“The burns on his palms are infected. The rest can be healed, though it would take a few days. But he is stable for now.”

“Alright, what do you need us to do?” Severus asked.

After that Madame Pomfrey had him levitate the boy to the Hospital Wing, now that it was safe to do so.