Severus attempted to patiently wait
until the class let out, eyes darting between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Something
was wrong, that much was painfully clear. Ron Weasley was actually
attempting to concentrate on his work (not throwing daggers at him as he had
since the day they met with Voldemort), Horatius wasn�t concentrating at all,
Hermione �Lea� Granger was sitting as far from the Slytherins as possible and
Draco Malfoy seemed to be trying as hard as possible not to get
involved. So Horatius and Hermione had a fight? How in hell was Severus
supposed to deal with this? He can�t talk to Horatius, that would lead them
nowhere, not without a wealth of foreknowledge. Draco was just as useless,
surprisingly loyal and tight-lipped for a Slytherin� Granger? Would speaking
with her help? Could it hurt?
�Pleas remain, Miss Granger.�
�Yes sir.� She nodded, unusually reluctant. The class was
dismissed, Horatius approaching his desk.
�I need to speak with you sir.�
�Now?� Severus questioned, eyebrow raised.
�If possible.�
�Could you wait a moment, Miss Granger?� If he was lucky, he
could have dismissed her, still- better safe than sorry. If Horatius asked him
to help, or at least told him what the problem was, things would be far
simpler. �I doubt this will take long. Excuse us.� Severus led Horatius into
his office, reluctantly leaving Hermione in class. The girl knew not to touch
anything, of that he was sure.
�We need to talk.�
�Apparently��
�It�s about the broom.� The broom?
�I understand if you do not wish to
join the team Horatius, to be honest I-�
�Not that, I can�t accept it.�
�Don�t be silly boy, it was a present and you have every
right to accept it.� He loves to fly� why would he not want it� no doubt he
knows we can afford it.
�I�m touched you remembered,� The boy said honestly, �It�s a
wonderful gift but I really can�t take it� you gotta take it
back�please.� There were suddenly tears in his eyes, a look of total defeat on
his handsome face that pained Severus to see, though he could not bring himself
to look away. What do you do with a crying child?
�Why?� He asked gently, hoping not to make matters worse.
�He gave it to me and I gave it to that�that
traitor, just like the rat� and, and replacing it would be like� like replacing
him� I can�t do that to him Dad, I can�t.� Who �he� was would
have to wait, for at the moment Severus felt like he would have kissed
Voldemort�s ass if only Horatius had asked him. The boy was crying, but not the
way he had when he told Severus of Hedwig�s untimely death. Sometime during the
boy�s plea he had gotten up, no-longer hesitant in comforting the child� his
child. As soon as he was done with Horatius and Hermione (since this
obviously was not the only thing troubling the boy) he was going strait to
Dumbledore, demanding the old man fill in all the damn gaps� this was his bloody
son and he was through running into brick walls and making idiotic mistakes
because he wasn�t informed!
�It will be gone before you return
from lunch child, I promise.�
�Th-thanks�I really am glad you remembered you know, I-�
�I know. I understand.�
�You do?� Severus nodded, a sad smile on his face.
�Care to tell me what else is troubling you? My door is
always open you know��
�Yes sir, I know.�
�You do not have to call me sir.�
�Nothing is bothering me�� Damn� he closed off again!
�Very well then, enjoy your lunch son.�
�Thanks� for everything.� Horris ran out, and Severus slowly
made his way to Hermione.
�Excuse the
wait Miss Granger, I hope I am not keeping you from something?�
�No sir�is this about Horris?� Severus nodded. �How much did
he tell you sir?�
�Nothing, more or less.� Her face darkened quickly.
�Oh, perhaps he�d best-�
�Stop, Miss Granger.� He said smoothly, a light sneer on his
face that halted her sentence immediately. �I need to know what is wrong. We can
talk here or in the headmaster�s office.� The latter was a bluff, but her
reaction would tell him if the situation was serious at least.
�How much trouble am I in?�
�That depends on what you tell me.�
�Meaning if I tell you you�ll keep this away from the
ministry, or when I tell you you�ll call the Aurors on both of us?� Merlin�
what did they do?
�I can promise nothing without knowing all the relevant
information.� He lied calmly, his gaze hardening.
�Can�t you please ask Horris?�
�He has enough to worry about at the moment.� She nodded,
�I know. Sometimes I think he has it worse than Harry did�
at least people cared about what happened to him. No one but Draco and�
and I care what happens to Horris. And you sir, of course!� She added in haste,
�Most of the school still doesn�t know what happened after Horris left
Gryffindor tower� and that involved unforgivables!�
�Horatius used UNFORGIVABLES!� Severus cut her off in alarm.
�N-no sir, he didn�t tell you? Ron did� Horris didn�t want
us to tell anyone but� I, I thought he�d tell you.�
�Obviously, I didn�t Granger� Is
this how you you spy on me father? �
�Horris! I thought you told him� honest, I-� But Horatius
was not listening to her. Severus peered into the stone-cold eyes that were
fixed upon him, the hateful disappointment hurting Severus like no Cruciatus
could.
�Have you swapped all my secrets, or did I interrupt
half way? I really can�t tell anyone anything, can I? Even noble Gryffindors
lose their loyalty!� Horatius stormed out, but a solid wall of fire that missed
Severus by mere millimeters stopped his father�s pursuit.
�When, Miss Granger, did Horatius develop his
elemental powers?� Severus asked, falling into a chair as a killer headache
overtook him. He was defiantly not father material�
�Last night sir� when he� when Ron attacked him.�
�Tell me everything Miss Granger, unless you wish to test my
formula for Aspian truth venom.� He could hear her gulp.
~*~*~
�Horris,
are you-�
�Leave!� He stated defiantly, his voice turning into an
ice-cold whisper, capable of breaking the strongest will. �You say one word to
Granger or my father and I swear I�ll kill you.�
�What did-�
�They�re conspiring against me� swapping information and
comparing notes. There�s a reason I didn�t want my father to know what
Ron did, now he knows� everything probably�and
there I was, actually thinking I could trust Him!�
�What did you
tell him?�
�Nothing, like I said I would.�
�So he went to interrogate Lea.�
�Granger.� Horris corrected sternly.
�Er� right, so?�
�So why doesn�t he keep his oversized nose in his own damn
business!�
�He�s your father
you dolt! You have no business that isn�t his. Everything you
think, do, or say is his business. He makes sure your every action is for the
good of the family and you� since I know Snape cares nothing for
his family name, his focus is probably on the latter- you. Didn�t your mom bug
you about what was wrong? Mine pesters me constantly� you really are green
to this father thing� by the way, some elf took your broom, did you tell it
to clean it for you, cuz I can promise you that elf can only ruin a
broom. I remember-�
�NO, he brought it back to father.� The blonde�s eyes went
wide.
�Why? Don�t tell me he took it away as a punishment� you
didn�t yell at him, did you? How mad was he?�
�Um� I told him to take it back� before he went to talk with
Granger, I yelled plenty and, um, left before I could tell how mad he was-why?�
Horris questioned, suddenly not so resolute in his actions.
�You yelled at him in front of Granger? My dad would
kill me� shoot a good Cruciatus at least! When we were alone that is, but boy
would he excuse us from there mighty quick!� Draco mused, shuddering. �You�re
really something Horris, no wonder you talk to Voldemort like that, did you ever
have to pay for acting up?�
�Sure I did� the muggle way.� Horris admitted, frowning.
�Guess I just, I don�t know, got used to it. A bully beat me up a lot as a kid-
before I found out I was a wizard, mom didn�t tell me see, I didn�t want to
involve anyone so I learned to take it� simple as that.�
�Weak men know no pain�� Draco recited with a haunted look��
�That�s why the muggles scream�� that�s what dad once said, always called me
muggle if I cried.�
�At least we can understand
each-other� normal people would think us mad. � Like Ron�s family
�That�s what they do think of us, thus Slytherin�s
reputation.�
�So I do belong here�� Horris mumbled, catching
himself only after the fact.
�Hu?�
�Oh, the hat� it tried to dump me in Ravenclaw at first��
�I can see that� Gryffindor too, come to think of it, you�ve
got the honor their lot brags about.�
�They don�t see it in Slytherin though��
�But we do, we see the Slytherin in them as well, just not
the way they think of it.� Horris smiled.
�How�d you do that?�
�Do what?�
�Here I am, ready to kill them both, and in a few minutes
you make me forget all about it��
�Oh,� The blonde nodded lightly, �Practice.�
�Thanks.�
�No problem, now about that little matter of controlling
your elements��
~*~*~
�I don�t
know sir, Horris doesn�t exactly tell all, he�s a lot like Harry in that
respect.�
�Master Snape sir?� The shy elf interrupted , �Master is
asked for broom?� Severus nodded, taking back the elf�s burden, the said elf
disappearing as soon as the weight was lifted from his hands.
�Is that Ron�s Firebolt sir?� Severus smirked.
�Horatius�.�
�They brought it from his old school? I didn�t know he
played!�
�Seeker� I highly doubt even Potter could beat him.� That
was true, Severus� type of playful training certainly proved that� by the
time Alexander left Horatius could match the boy�s Nimbus easily, the other boy
practically begging for the comet (or whatever other relic Horatius was on at
the time). �It was his birthday present- Halloween.�
�You aren�t taking it because of how he acted- are you?
Merlin, now he�ll blame that on me!�
�He asked I remove it, not that this ought be any of your
concern, he seems to have a special memory from a Firebolt and thought it
disrespectful to receive another.� Please tell me why, I can not endure Albus�
twinkling eyes right now�
�Oh, Like
Harry�s� It must have been so hard for him to leave it so soon after Hedwig
died� that was the broom S-� She cut herself off sharply, but Severus already
understood her.
�Sirius Black bought it for him��
He stated, taking in the full meaning of the statement while hiding under a
mask of indifference. Merlin! The boy adds emotional baggage to everything�
why can nothing come easy to him?
�Yes sir, his godfather� you know he�s innocent- right?�
Severus nodded, ending the conversation as soon as possible. He needed to talk
to Lupin, now. The Floo seemed to take forever to connect, only
aggravating his fluctuating anger levels. He briefly pondered if it was
possible that the connection was such that angry people couldn�t pass� that would
have prevented his mother from ever traveling though, perhaps only when the
person was above his normal state of anger?
�Oh,
Severus� I didn�t expect you-�
�Come here Lupin.� He cut him off, in no mood for any more
chit-chat.
�Everything alright?�
�No.� Severus sneered, glaring.
�Ha- Horris?� Severus nodded. �Well?�
�Many things, one with which I unfortunately require your
assistance.�
�Meaning?�
�Don�t try to act snide Lupin, the look does not suit you.�
Severus commented dryly, �You would be likely to know the whereabouts of Potter
and you were friends with Minerva- correct?� The werewolf nodded. �Good,
I need you to ask her for a favor. I bought Horris a Firebolt� �
�But Sirius-� Lupin began to protest,
�I know that now��
�How�d he take it?�
�Not well.� Understatement of a
lifetime� �I need you to ask Minerva to switch the broom I bought with the
one the mutt got him.�
�What!�
�Ron Weasley deserves no broom, but I doubt he would
notice��
�Why me?�
�You are a Gryffindor, she would not think you
sabotaged it.�
�Did you?� Severus glared at the accusation,
�I bought it for Horatius.�
�Right� a �no� would have sufficed.�
~*~*~
�Horris,
what are you-�
�Going out.�
�Out?�
�To relax. Don�t follow.�
�But-�
�Don�t. Follow.� Horris repeated, glaring at the blonde even
as he disappeared.
�Damn invisibility�� Draco mumbled, �Be careful Viper.�
�Always Draco, always.�
�See you in the morning I guess�� Draco muttered, walking
back into the common room. Tomorrow he�d come back, relaxed and calm� if
night-long excursions were what it took to keep him sane, so be it. People with
less problems then Horris cut themselves, Draco had tried that once- not a
good idea- quickly finding less self-destructive ways of coping. Slytherins
needed to toughen up or the other houses ate them up and spat them out. When in
his first year Draco had shown fear in front of Potter, his house took it upon
themselves to toughen him up. No one knew it, but for the next week the seventh
years had dragged him into the forest, deep inside, leaving him to find his own
way back (as soon as the confusion spell wore off), alone. You don�t show fear
after that- Merlin no!