AN. I know that some of the dates are wrong for the holiday, some were open and some weren’t but give me artistic license. i hope you enjoy.

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Peorth had been excited, more than excited when Severus had told them that they were going to the beach. Now that they were actually on their way he could barely sit still and Severus looked about three more foot taps from hexing him. He was sure that it would not be a very horrible hex but all the same it was something he would prefer not to happen.

He took some deep breaths and tried to settle down, to stop the excitement from bursting out of him. He wished that Isaac was there with them but as they were going on a muggle holiday it would not be safe for the small creature. Instead he had been forced to leave Isaac with Draco, the Neica cub didn’t like being away from him but had had to leave him.

They had only another couple of minutes before their train was due to arrive and he couldn’t wait. It had been Wren’s idea to make the holiday totally muggle, well once they had used the floo system to get to the station. They were all comfortable in the muggle world and know one would know them.

Not that anyone in the wizarding world knew that he was Harry Potter, well most of the pupils knew but couldn’t tell anyone. He didn’t know what spell the Headmaster had cast on him but it was brilliant. The pupils might all know that he was both Harry Potter and Peorth Snape but they couldn’t tell anyone or even write it down. He really wished that they would all just forget, except for the pack of course.

Severus had explained that Draco’s father had seen the scar on his forehead and had recognised him from that. They had tried to remove it with normal scar removing creams and potions but it had done no good. He knew that his human was working on another stronger potion to try and get rid of it.

Peorth smiled up at Wren as she came back and laid a calming hand on Severus’ shoulder. “Come on you two time to get on the train.”

Peorth grabbed his rucksack and bounced to his feet, wondering which train was theirs, was it small or big?

Severus grabbed his hand and Peorth smiled up at him, holding tight to his human’s hand. He loved how good it felt when Severus took hold of his hand, holding on to him, keeping him safe and not lost. The most the Dursley’s had ever managed was to grab his collar and pick him up using it, almost strangling him when it looked like he was about to enjoy himself.

The train was huge and it seemed like they had to walk for miles before they managed to find their carriage. He had never been on a train before, the Dursley’s thought that they were too good for the train, it was only for the lower classes, people who couldn’t afford a car.

The one holiday that the Dursley’s had been forced to take him on was spent in the back of a car being abused by Dudley. He had then spent the three days that they had been away confined to the hotel room while his aunt, uncle and cousin had gone out visiting places.

“Which seats are ours?” Peorth asked, trying not to pull Severus down the corridor.

“34A and B and 35A,” Wren said from behind him. Harry looked up at the numbers and eventually found their seats, they had three of the seats around a table. He scrambled in first and was pleased when Severus sat down next to him. It was also safer that way as Severus would not be sat next to any unsuspecting muggles who might try to speak to him!

Wren sat opposite them and slid a WHSmith bag across the table to him. “What is it?” Peorth asked in confusion.

“Open the bag and have a look,” Wren replied with a grin.

Peorth opened the bag slowly, then grinned widely and tipped the contents carefully out of the bag. There was a colouring book and colouring pencils, a puzzle book and a book about someone called Darren Shan.

“Is this all for me?” Peorth asked in amazement, wondering if maybe she had made a mistake and some of it was for another child she knew.

“All for you, more than enough to keep you entertained during the journey.”

“Thank-you,” Peorth told her and opened one of the colouring books. He had only ever got Dudley’s old ones and the boy had always made an effort to make sure he had scribbled on every page. Even better it wasn’t just a colouring book, there were also even more puzzles.

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-Thank you- Severus mouthed to Wren once Peorth was sat happily colouring in. The young boy had finally stopped twitching and bouncing around like the had been given an energising potion or three. Severus was glad that his cub was excited but he did not have the patience for his normally calm Peorth to be bouncing around the room like an idiot.

He was very glad that he had decided to ask Wren to come with them, she had taken a weeks holiday from St Mungos to come with them. She had even organised the trains and hotel for them, as she lived in the muggle world more than they did it had been easier for her. Severus had told her that they wanted to go to the beach, that they needed somewhere relatively private to stay and then left the details to her.

“Have you ever been to Devon before?” Severus asked Wren.

“No but I wanted to go, that is why I thought of it when you said you wanted to go to the beach. I did some research and found the place where we are going to stay. We’re staying in a place called Charlestown, we have to get the train to St. Austell and then a taxi out to the place we are staying.”

“Which is where exactly?” Severus asked nervously, he trusted Wren but did not want to be staying anywhere too close to lots of people. Neither did he want to be staying in one of muggle places that were full of screaming children.

“Don’t worry Severus, I managed to find us a small cottage only a couple of minutes walk from the beach. It has two bedrooms, a bathroom, a small kitchen and a living room.”

Severus nodded his head and gave a breath of relief, he just wondered what the sleeping arrangements were going to be. He was still courting Wren and as such they were required to sleep in separate rooms, even the few times she had stayed over at Hogwarts she had spent the night in Peorth’s room. Not that Peorth often spent the night there as he still preferred to be in Severus’ bed.

“Apart from going to the beach what else have we got planned?” Wren had kept many of the plans a secret from them, only telling them the basics of which county they were gong to and what they needed to pack.

“Do not worry Severus, there are many things that we are going to do, you will not be bored. I got you something as well,” she said with a smile and passed him another WHSmith bag.

“You did not have to get me anything, I brought some Journals with me,” Severus argued.

“I know I didn’t have to but I wanted to Severus, I thought you might like it.” He could see that she was nervous about it, about giving him a gift so he lifted the book out and read the title: Assassin's Apprentice. “It is the first in a trilogy, I thought you would like it.”

“Thank-you, I am sure I will.”

Severus opened the book and quickly found himself dragged into the world of FitzChivalry Farseer.

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DAY ONE

“I had hoped if I got you out of those dungeons I might get to see you without the robe,” Wren teased as Severus entered the small kitchen. She was cooking what looked like pancakes and from the stack already on the surface he guessed she had been up for a while.

“Wren you know that it is not proper.”

“I know Severus but you look even more handsome when you blush,” She told him with a smile.

“You look as loverly as normal,” Severus told her honestly, he still sometimes had trouble believing that she had agreed to date him. Although it was more along the lines of Wizarding courting than muggle dating.

“Thank-you Severus, where is Peorth?”

“Still sleeping,” Severus answered as he looked around. He wondered if he would have to conjure himself his coffee as he could not see anything in the muggle kitchen that would make it. A mug of his favourite blend appeared appeared in front of him on the table. “Where?”

“In one of the cupboards, this place has everything built in. I brought some of your favourite coffee with us. I also brought some food and other treats, I couldn’t let my boys starve.”

Severus gave her a smile and slowly sipped his coffee, made just the way he liked it. They were nearly finished their own breakfast by the time Peorth stumbled into the kitchen. The young boy was yawning and rubbing his eyes with one arm, while the other struggled to put on a dressing gown.

“Morning, pancakes?”

Severus chuckled and got up to sort out his cub, helping put the dressing gown on correctly and then leading the small boy to a seat. Wren had already put a stack of pancakes and a glass of pumpkin juice at Peorth’s seat.

“Where are we going today?” Peorth asked excitedly. The youngster had managed to eat his breakfast so fast that they had managed all finish at about the same time.

“I was thinking that we could explore the town and then go to the beach,” Wren told him.

“Great,” Peorth said and then ran off. Severus shared an amused look with Wren and hoped that while Peorth was excited he would not reach that annoying stage again.

Peorth returned within seconds, something clenched in his hand, “Can you unshrink them for me?” Peorth asked him, thrusting his small hand under Severus’ nose.

Severus leaned back and looked down at the items on Peorth’s hand, there were a group of thimble sized buckets and two spades a quarter of the size of a teaspoon. “Where did you get those?”

“Albus gave them to me, he said I had to have a spade and bucket for the beach.”

Severus nodded and indicated for Peorth to place the shrunken items on the table while he summoned his wand to him. He could not do very much wandlessly but he had made sure that he would always be able to call his wand to him. He recognised. Albus’ magic so it only took a tap for his wand for the items to return the items to normal size.

“Wow, look Wren it looks like Hogwarts,” Peorth said as he moved the buckets around. Severus smiled at the pair and took a sip of the coffee that Wren had refilled for him. He thought they might just have to give Peorth a hand and see if they could really build a model of Hogwarts.

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“I want a picture of you two with it,” Wren commanded as she brought out her camera.

It was a magical camera but she had charmed it before the holiday to look like a muggle one, she wanted lots of pictures from this holiday for her and the boys. She lifted the camera and zoomed out until she could fit Severus and Peorth into the picture, their castle stood proudly between them.

The castle was as close to a replica of Hogwarts as the pair could manage and it looked very impressive. It was decorated with shells she had collected and flags that had been bought from one of the stores, changed to look like the Hogwarts flag. Never mind the magic that she knew that Severus must have used to make some of it stay up.

As it was an open beach muggles were wandering around, within minutes of the pair starting there had been comments of amazement from passing muggles. Wren had quickly taken out her wand and cast some Notice-me-not spells around the pair and their castle. The muggles would still know that the pair were there but wouldn’t be that interested in what they were doing.

Wren made sure that she had a couple of different pictures of the pair with their castle before letting Peorth have the camera to take some more of the castle. Severus moved to stand beside her, she reached out and tool hold of his hand. He was wearing shorts and a T-shirt, both in dark blue and looked very handsome. She had made sure that he was smothered in a sun protection spell as soon as she had had a chance. Peorth was also smothered in the spell although he was not quite as pale as Severus.

“Thank-you for this Wren.”

“You are welcome Severus, I actually enjoyed planning it.”

“So where else did plan for us to go?”

Wren chuckled and thumped Severus gently on the shoulder, “You can be patient and wait just like Peorth will. You will enjoy it Severus I promise.”

“I dislike surprises.”

Wren squeezed his hand, “I know but these are not bad surprises, I promise.”

“I still don’t have to like it.”

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DAY TWO

“Tintagel?” Peorth asked as he finished his breakfast, he had never heard of it before.

“You have heard of King Arthur?” Severus asked him.

Peorth nodded his head, he had had to do a project on King Arthur and his knights of the round table during his final year of primary school. “He had a wizard called Merlin, was Merlin a real wizard? Was he like us? He used a staff instead of a wand, can I have a staff?” It had been the one time when the Dursley’s had not been able to stop him learning about magic as it had been for school.

“I will try to answer all of those questions, Merlin was a wizard just like you and I only much more powerful. It was because he was so much more powerful that he needed a staff rather than a wand. It was after he finally left Arthur and his family that wizards finally split from the muggles for good,” Severus told him in that lecturing voice that his human had.

“Wow, is Camelot still there?” Peorth asked excitedly.

“Wren?” Severus asked.

Peorth turned and looked expectedly at the Healer.

“Camelot no longer stands, it was of muggle construction and Merlin withdrew his protections when he left. We can go to the ruins of the old castle and then to Merlin’s home. He lived outside of the main castle and left all his protections up, only those with magic can see it but we should be able to go in. It is all under magical protection but apparently a fantastic sight.”

“Really?” Peorth asked, “We can see his house?”

“Of course, I made sure that I knew how to get in, I thought you would like it.”

“It will be great, Merlin’s home,” Peorth said as he ran off to get dressed. It would be be brilliant, another fantastic day on their amazing holiday. The day at the beach had been incredible, Severus had helped him build a sandcastle that looked just like Hogwarts, they had got ice cream, had fish and chips for lunch, bought postcards and gifts for some of the pack. They had even gone to the cinema the previous night, he had never been to cinema before. They had seen a movie called James and the Giant Peach, it had been amazing and Severus had told him that it was based on a book.

The older man told him that he had lots of books by the man and that Peorth could read them. Another brilliant thing about living with Severus, he encouraged Peorth to read while the Dursleys would have preferred that he didn’t even know his letters. Then today they were off to Merlin’s home, he couldn’t wait to see where else Wren had planned for them to go.

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After some subtle spell casting the bus ride had thankfully not been too torturous on the way to Tintagel. Severus was sat on a seat with Wren while Peorth was on the sat in front, his nose pressed to the window, looking at the scenery. The seats around them thanks to his spells were empty and they could not hear the ridiculous noises that the muggles were making thanks to another spell. They were now quite possibly his favourite combination of spells that would be used on every bus they were on.

“This is our stop,” Wren told him as they pulled into another little village/town. Severus looked around and realised that unlike previous ones they had driven through this one was more tourist orientated.

He made sure he had hold of Peorth’s hands before they were off the bus, he refused to loose his cub who knew what might happen to him. It also reduced the risk of Peorth getting over excited and running off to look at something shiny.

“Where are we going first?” Peorth asked, his head moving so quickly that Severus was half expecting his head to move in a full 360 degrees.

“How about a drink first and a snack?” Wren offered.

“I could eat,” Peorth offered in agreement.

Severus gave her a grateful smile, a cup of proper tea would calm his nerves even further. The small cafe had half a dozen tables, one of the in use and managed to quickly get them all a drink and devon clotted cream scone with raspberry jam. The rest of the morning was spent walking around the town, exploring the shops and visitors centre.

Severus found himself picking up a couple of small gifts for his colleagues, including a model of Merlin that looked suspiciously like Albus. Gifts and postcards safely stored, he followed Wren and Peorth towards Merlin’s home. They stopped at a picnic table half way there to eat the lunch that Wren had made them.

“What if one of the wizards or witches at Merlin’s house recognise me?” Peorth suddenly asked, a half eaten cheese sandwich in his hand.

Severus looked at Peorth and gave his cub a smile, “I don’t think they will, your scar is hidden and you are in a green muggle t-shirt with a snake on it.”

“But what if they knew my dad? Professor McGonagoll and the Headmaster say I look just like my dad but with my mom’s eyes.”

Severus could hear his cub starting to get agitated and worried, he pulled the small boy onto his knee and hugged him. “You are not his double, your hair is too short, your glasses very different, you look more like your mother than your father I think. The only reason that Lucius Malfoy recognised you was because of your scar and it is now hidden.”

It had been Wren’s idea to use a mixture of muggle make-up and sticking spells to make sure that the scar was invisible. He had decided with Peorth to cut the youngster’s hair for the summer so that he would not get as hot. With Wren’s help he had even cut his own hair so that it was much shorter, in September he would have decide if he was going to use a potion to grow it back to its normal length.

“You really think that no one will recognise me?”

“I would not place you in danger,” Severus replied simply and hoped that would be the end of it.

Peorth nodded and continued eating his lunch. Severus found that he was reluctant to let the youth leave his lap so did not insist Peorth went back to his own seat.

Just under and hour later they had thoroughly explored the remaining muggle ruins and were off to Merlin’s home. Severus was experienced enough to know that while they saw a marvellous house with wooden carvings on magical animals set within the walls, Muggles would only see an old barn.

He recognised the strong distraction and diversion wards and the final ward that would alert and official if a muggle had managed to make it that far. It was also a ward that would knock any muggles unconscious and bind them waiting for an official.

There were no other witches or wizards in the house so Severus felt safe to let go of Peorth so he could explore. The wards would keep him from touching anything that he shouldn’t and he was glad that Peorth was enjoying himself. While Peorth rushed around trying to look at everything at once, Severus took Wren’s hand and slowly made his way around the house.

It was nice to slowly wander around the house, slowly reading the different boards learning about Merlin’s life and the different artefacts that he’d left. Wren was just as interested as him and in some cases knew even more about the different artefacts than the boards.

It took Severus a few minutes to realise that it had gone quiet, he could no longer hear Peorth. There was no longer the sound of feet running around, of little hands picking up and playing with the artefacts he was allowed to, muttering as he read the boards out to himself. It was all gone!

“Where is Peorth?” Severus asked Wren urgently.

“He is probably just in another room,” Wren told him but he could see that she was also starting to look for the missing boy.

There was only four different rooms within Merlin’s house, none of them particularly small but none of them contained a small raven haired boy. Another complete sweep of the house still did not reveal Peorth. Point me spells only made their wands spin in circles and Severus was about to start getting very worried.

He was about thirty seconds away from using his emergency communicator to call Albus in when he heard Peorth’s voice.

“Severus, Wren.”

Severus couldn’t help himself as he flew into the room that had once been Merlin’s bedroom, Peorth was stood there clutching a book and he grabbed his cub in a tight hug. When he had assured himself that Peorth was still breathing he put the small boy down so that he could check for other injuries. When he realised that Peorth really wasn’t injured Severus could feel himself starting to get angry.

“Where were you?” He demanded, “We were getting worried.”

“I was in the room behind the green door.”

Severus looked around, wondering if he had managed to miss a door somewhere but he could not see a green door.

“Which Green door?” Severus asked calmly, he didn’t think that Peorth was lying to him but was a bit concerned.

Peorth turned around and blinked in confusion, “I swear Severus there was a green door there, it led into a small room. The door was open a crack and had a sign on it telling me to come in. It looked a bit like your workshop and even had a board like the ones in the rest of the house. I promise Severus, it was really there.”

Severus knelt down so that he was at the same level as Peorth and took hold of the small shoulders, “I believe you Peorth.”

“Really Severus?”

“Really,” Severus confirmed and wondered if anyone had ever believed Peorth when he had told his side of the story. He very much doubted the Dursley’s would have believed their nephew without evidence or if anyone had said anything to contradict the boy. “What about the book?”

Peorth stepped back and lowered the book so that he could see the front of it, it was a dark blue, almost black leather with gold writing on the front.

“Peorth James Snape,” Severus read, the writing was elegant and regal, almost looking like it had been written in the time of Merlin. He opened the book and saw a contents page: spell crafting, potion research, warding, recipes and plant hybrids. Leafing through the book he could see that each section had pages to tell the user the basics of how to do each of the activities. There were also some empty sections that Peorth could give his own titles to.

Severus had a much smaller version of the book for when he was working on his experimental potions. It was a research journal, it automatically recorded results, could be dictated to and could almost think for itself in the way it could organise the notes. It would never be full and locating notes was as easy as asking for the information. It had taken its roots from the family Grimoires that had once been used to keep family spells.

“It was in the room?” Severus asked.

“Yes, the board said if I could see the books, there was one with my name it and I could pick it up then it was mine to take,” Peorth told him and Severus could feel through the bond that his cub was begging him to believe him.

“I believe you Cub, this is a very special gift that I am sure you will use and find very useful.”

“Do you really think that I will be able to craft my own spells like Merlin did?” Peorth asked as he stroked the book.

“I think you will do fabulous things, I was only a few years older than you when I crafted my first spell,” Severus told Peorth.

“You crafted your own spells, like Merlin did?”

“I did not craft spells like Merlins but I did craft my own spells.”

“What spells? What did they do?” Peorth demanded.

Severus sighed, “They were not nice spells Peorth, I was a very angry teenager and my spells reflected that. You on the other hand I have no doubt will craft spells that will save lives.”

Peorth gave him a huge smile, “You’ll show me how to make my own potions and spells?”

“I will,” Severus promised.

“What about the other sections what do I put in them?” Peorth asked as he looked down at the contents page.

“When you are older I have no doubt that you will be powerful enough to ward building, each building must be warded individually. In this book you will be able to record your research on the building and which wards to use. Albus is excellent at warding and I would imagine he would be only too happy to help you fill this area.

“You will be able to record healing spells that you find work best for you, more complicated rituals that maybe difficult to remember -”

“Could you help me that Wren?” Peorth interrupted his explanation.

Severus turned at looked at where Wren was stood behind them, a smile on her face. “Of course I will Peorth, I am sure Madame Pomfrey will help you fill that area as well.”

“Thank-you, I know what I’ll put in the recipe bit but what does Plant Hybrids mean?” Peorth asked him in confusion.

“It is when two different plants are mixed together to make a new plant, I have no doubt that Mr Longbottom will be assisting you with this area.” Pomona Sprout had mentioned on more than one occasion that Neville Longbottom had a lot of potential in herbology.

“Brilliant, Wren could you put it in your bag?”

“Of course but I think that while we look around the rest of house you should stay with us,” Wren told him. Severus smiled and took hold of his cub’s hand. He had no idea why the house had decided to give Peorth the book or why Peorth even had a book that had obviously been made for him by Merlin. He also knew that until Albus had had a chance to check for spells that could hurt his cub.

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DAY THREE

Peorth lay on his bed and tried to decide what he was going to write in his postcard to Neville. It wasn’t that he couldn't think of anything to say, instead he had too much to say and couldn’t decide what to put on the postcard. They had spent the day at the Eden Project, a huge muggle garden that had special domes that they could grow foreign plants in.

He knew that Wren had organised the day out for Severus more than either of them. He had enjoyed it anyway if only for the simply reason that Severus had loved it! He had never seen his human so happy and carefree and he had made sure to thank Wren for finding the place for them.

Peorth knew that Severus had never left the UK before so had never had the chance to see any foreign flora that was not already dried or under stasis spells. Severus had been like a little boy, running around taking photos, well not running but walking very fast. He had been even happier when he had found the magical plant area, hidden from the muggles. Peorth had actually thought that the older man’s head might explode in excitement when he found he was allowed to take samples.

They had had a real cornish pasty, chips and real lemonade for lunch, all of which tasted great. Wren had told them on the way back to their rented house that Severus had managed to take over 200 pictures of the muggle and magical plants from foreign lands.

“Are you ready to go for diner?” Severus shouted up the stairs.

Peorth let out a sigh and dropped the pen, he would have to finish his postcard when they got back from diner.

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DAY FOUR

Wren smiled as Severus looked through his pictures again, she was very glad that she had found the information about the Eden Project. She had expected Severus to enjoy the day out but she had never expected him to have quite so much of a good time.

They had spent the day at a different beach and a glass shop, they had been able to watch glass being blown. They had even had their chance to make their own stained glass window. Throughout the entire thing Severus had been unable to stop talking about the visit the previous day. Wren and Peorth had just smiled at each other and knew that more trips to Eden Project would be in their future.

She was very glad that so far both of them seemed to be enjoying the holiday very much. She had been a bit apprehensive about arranging a holiday for them but had quickly go into the planning, finding places to visit that she thought they might like. Severus had obviously enjoyed their previous day and as far as she could tell Peorth had loved all of it. He had already sent at least one postcard to everyone in the pack and one a day to Draco, two on the day they had gone to Tintagel.

She put the book down and looked over at Severus again, she needed to talk to him about something. “Severus I wanted to ask you something.”

Severus looked up and gave her a small smile, “Of course.”

“Which spell did the headmaster use?” It had been on her mind since Peorth had explained that no-one could tell anyone he was Harry Potter.

“When?”

“To stop the pupils and Lord Malfoy from telling anyone that Peorth Snape and Harry Potter are the same person. I have never heard of a spell that could do that.”

Severus sighed and turned his full attention to look at her, “That is because he didn’t.”

Wren stared at Severus in confusion, “But if he didn’t then who did? And why does Peorth think he did?”

“Because that is what we told him.”

“But why?” Wren asked, glad that Peorth was asleep and he wouldn’t disturb them.

“It wasn’t until the morning after Lucius Malfoys visit that we realised something had happened. Minerva brought it to the Headmaster’s attention that while her Lions could write about the incident the previous night they could not state that Harry Potter and Peorth Snape were the same person. It quickly became obvious that no-one within the school could write or speak that they were same person.”

“Even the pack?”

“The pack could speak to each other about it but no-one else and they could not write it down at all. Percy thinks that Peorth might have done it when the pack found out and Hermione was mad at him so that we would not be split up.”

“You don’t agree?” She queried.

“The Headmaster and I agree that we think Peorth did it, a strong piece of wild magic but much earlier than Percy thought.”

“Why much earlier?”

“Because of how much the pack was affected, as well as Poppy and an old friend of mine. Albus thinks that Peorth may have done it as early as last september in attempt to make sure that he would be able to stay with me and at Hogwarts.”

“You think he managed to affect every single witch or wizard in the world?” Wren asked in wonder.

“We don’t know, we aren’t even really sure what spell Peorth is using. Albus suspects that is some variant of the Imperius curse.”

Wren nodded her head, “That is why you told him it was the Headmaster.”

“Yes, I would not want Peorth to think he had done anything wrong and try to remove it. He would end up hurting himself and others and be without the protection. For now it is a spell by the Headmaster to keep him safe.”

“You told me,” She pointed out, for a long time she had not known that the human Peorth became was Harry Potter.

“I do not appear to be affected by the spell and neither does the Headmaster. We don’t know if it is because we weren’t included within the initial spell or that we are too strong magically to be bent to his spell.”

“Like some people can resist the Imperious curse?”

“Yes,” Severus told her, “I can trust you to keep it a secret.”

“Of course Severus,” Wren told him and picked up her book, leaving Severus to go back to his photos.

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HOGWARTS

Peorth couldn’t believe it was over and they back at Hogwarts well him and Severus were, Wren had gone back to her apartment and St. Mungos. He knew that there would be other holidays but this had been his first and it had been brilliant, he couldn’t wait to tell Draco and the rest of the pack all about it. He couldn’t wait until they could go and visit the pack and then spend time with the Weasleys later in the summer, maybe even see Hermione and he would have to visit Draco at some point. It was going to be the best summer ever.