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Harry nodded, and the duo walked in opposite directions, but only got four feet before they got snapped back.

"It didn't work. I was so sure it would work," Severus said, sounding depressed.

"What about the other books?"

"I've already searched them. Nothing."

"Oh. Well, I guess we should get some sleep so we don't fall off of the broom during practice or the game."

Severus nodded. "Let me clean this out."

He picked up the cauldron. Harry went over to him. "Here. Let me help."

Both teens carried the cauldron into the bathroom. While they cleaned it, Severus said, "Thank you, Potter."

"You can call me Harry."

"All right, Po-Harry, and you can call me Severus."

"All right, Severus. So, what's the next step?"

Severus pulled his wand out and cast a drying charm and then the levitating charm. "C'mon, Harry."

Harry followed Severus back out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. Severus set the cauldron down on a worktable Harry hadn't noticed earlier. "Where did the table come from?"

"I summoned it from the other side of the room." Harry nodded. "Let's get some sleep, Harry."

Harry smiled. "All right, Severus."

They both climbed into bed and fell fast asleep.


Severus was the one to wake up first, but it didn't take long for Harry to wake up. While they were getting dressed, Harry said, "After breakfast, I need to get my broom from Gryffindor Tower."

"All right, Harry." Severus sighed. "Not like I have a choice."

"C'mon, Severus. It's not that bad."

Severus didn't give a response, just started walking toward the door, which made Harry follow him. They walked to the Great Hall in amicable silence. They immediately went over to the Gryffindor table and sat down.

"So, Harry, what is the practice going to entail?" Severus asked, grabbing a pastry.

"Basically, just for me to get used to there being another person on the broom." Harry grabbed a pitcher of pumpkin juice and poured a glass for himself and Severus.

"Thank you, Harry."

"You're welcome, Severus." Harry noticed Hermione staring at them. "What is it, 'Mione?"
"You two are being rather friendly."

"Being stuck to a person will do that to you."

Hermione raised an eyebrow at Harry, who smiled and proceeded to eat his breakfast. The rest of breakfast went without incident, and soon Harry and Severus were on the Quidditch pitch.

"Okay, Severus. Ready?"


"Here we go." Harry and Severus took off on the broom.

Harry felt the familiar rush of excitement of eager anticipation. In his excitement he barely felt the weight of Severus on the broom. He truly felt alive.

When Harry took off, Severus was a little worried about how fast Harry was going. After a couple minutes, the rush of air caused excitement to surge through his veins. It was better than anything else he had ever felt.

"Do you mind it I try some tricks?" Harry asked.

"Not at all."

Harry and Severus spent the rest of the morning doing Barrel Rolls, Wronski Feints, and other such tricks.

They went back into the castle for lunch. Various Gryffindors kept coming up to Harry and telling him good luck. The Weasley Twins came up behind Harry.

"We'll win, Harry," Fred said.

"Especially with you as seeker," George finished.

"Thanks," Harry replied.

Lunch seemed to drag on for hours to Harry and Severus, but they found themselves back out on the pitch soon enough. Harry straightened his red and gold Quidditch uniform, while Severus tugged his green, raven t-shirt down (His left forearm was wrapped up in a bandage). They were on Harry's Firebolt, waiting for Madame Hooch to put the Quidditch balls into play. Severus blinked, and the game had started.

The game was basically a blur to Harry and Severus. Harry was focused on looking for the Snitch, and Severus tried to follow the game, but couldn't really keep up with it.

"Hang on, Severus," Harry said, before taking off after the Snitch.

Severus noticed Draco was about a foot behind them. "Faster, Harry," Severus whispered.

Harry and Draco both dove toward the Snitch. They raced toward the Snitch (and the ground) until the last second when they both pulled up. However, the tail of Draco's Nimbus 2001 hit the ground, causing him to crash. Harry kept flying, gaining on the Snitch. "Hang on, Severus."

"What are you doing, Harry?"

"Trust me." Harry stood up, balancing on the handle, and stretched out his right hand. The Snitch was just out of reach. Harry stepped a little closer and snatched it out of the air. He sat back down on the broom and held the Snitch up.

"Harry Potter receives 150 points for catching the Snitch," Lee Jordan announced.

Madame Hooch blew her whistle. "Gryffindor wins!"

The Gryffindor stands erupted into cheers and applause. The Quidditch players left the pitch, and the rest of the students and faculty left the stands. Everyone filed into the Great Hall for dinner. The Gryffindors were congratulating Harry on his great catch.

"Party in the Common Room!" the Weasley twins exclaimed. "You're coming, right, Harry?"

"No thanks, guys. I'm really tired. I'm going to go to bed after dinner," he lied.

"All right, Harry. See ya." The twins disappeared.

"Thank you, Harry," Severus said.

Harry smiled. "You're welcome, Severus."

Dinner went by pretty fast. The two raven-haired teens left the Great Hall and went to Severus's quarters. The two sat in silence for quite awhile, just thinking about what they learned about each other. One thing still bothered Harry. "Severus?"

"What is it, Harry?"

"I was thinking about Thursday. You and the Headmaster had compared my aunt and uncle to your father. What exactly did you mean by that?"

Severus sighed and turned around to face Harry. "My father is a muggle. My mother, Eileen Prince, is a witch. That makes me a half-blood, a half-blood Prince. My father didn't realize my mother had magic until I had performed some accidental magic. My mother and father argued about it all the time. When I got my Hogwarts letter, he left." Severus sighed again. "I haven't seen him since."

"Do you miss him?"

"Once in awhile, but mostly no."

"Oh." Harry thought for a moment. "Could you tell me about my father's school days?"

"I don't know, Harry. Lupin would be better to tell you those stories."

"Not the stories from your point-of-view."

"Fine. There was this one time where…"

Severus spent the rest of the night telling Harry stories from his school days.


Harry was the first to wake up. He wasn't thinking too clearly and decided to take a shower. The steam cleared up his head. He just remembered being bound to Severus. He waited for the bond to take effect, but to his surprise, it didn't! He quickly finished his shower and got dressed. He rushed into the main sleeping area and got another surprise. An adult Severus was sleeping in the bed! Harry stood dumb-founded for a moment. It only took a moment for Snape to wake up. "Good morning, Harry."

Snape noticed that he sounded like his adult self. He sat up. "The potion wore off." He then noticed that Harry wore a scared expression. "Harry, I still understand that you do not live a celebrity's life at your aunt and uncle's house." Harry smiled. "Now, get out. Oh, and Harry, don't think I'll go easy on you in class just because I understand where you are coming from."

"Yes, Professor."

Snape smiled. "Now get."

Harry picked up his stuff and left, and Snape got out of bed. He got dressed in his black robes and left his quarters. He headed for Dumbledore's office. Just as he reached the gargoyle, it started moving. Snape hesitated. He hadn't said the password, so that must mean that the Headmaster must be coming down.

"Ah, Severus. Glad the potion wore off. Come and join me for breakfast." Dumbledore put an arm around Snape's shoulders, leading him to the Great Hall.

When the Headmaster and the Potions Master entered the great Hall, the students fell silent, and the rest of the faculty smiled at Snape. When they took their seats, Snape locked eyes with Harry and winked.

Harry turned back to his meal. 'I wonder what the next Potions lesson will be like.'


"Ten points off Gryffindor, Potter."

When Snape passed by, Ron leaned over to Harry and whispered, "You would think he would go easy on you considering what just happened."

Harry shook his head and smiled. "I wouldn't have it any other way."