Hogwarts - A Homecoming
My Advent's Calendar Story 2012
by Healer Pomfrey
All recognizable characters belong to J. K. Rowling, and I am not earning anything by writing this story.
I am not a native speaker of English. Please excuse my mistakes.
This story is dedicated to Faye, one of my best online friends and long time readers.
Harry slowly stepped out of the Pensieve, his thoughts going haywire. 'Oh Merlin, how wrong I was both about Snape and Dumbledore,' he mused, feeling totally shocked by the knowledge of the Potions Master's memories. Unaware of where he was heading, he suddenly found himself back at the spot, where he had seen Snape dying earlier. He curiously glanced around, wondering what had happened with the professor's body, when a small movement at the other side of the room caught his attention. Instinctively gripping his wand firmly in his right hand, Harry slowly crossed the room, only to stop dead in his tracks at the sight in front of him.
A house-elf, whom Harry could not remember having met before, was frantically moving her hands over a naked infant. 'A baby?' Harry realised, looking at the scene in disbelief. The elf was wearing the Hogwarts elves' attire. However, when Harry looked at the crest, he noticed that it was slightly different from the usual Hogwarts crest. Instead of being divided into four parts, this crest held five parts, one of them being a pattern, which Harry had seen before. 'That's the symbol, which is decorating the wall in the hospital wing,' he realised in surprise and hesitantly spoke up. "Excuse me, who are you, and who's this baby?" he queried, questioningly quirking his eyebrow.
"Master Harry," the elf greeted him, smiling. "I is Misty, Mistress Poppy's personal elf," she introduced herself. "I is also a Healer elf, and I tried to heal Master Severus from the big snake's bite. However, he was so badly injured that he died, before my Healing magic worked and he became alive again as a baby. He is 18 months old. I is not certain if his older self's injuries will have any consequences for him, however, I is sure that he will survive."
"Professor Snape?" Harry mouthed, staring at the baby with a combination of disbelief and relief. "Misty, what are you going to do with him? Will you age him up again?" he asked, excitedly.
"No Master Harry," Misty replied, sadly. "This is not possible. But I thinks that it is a good chance for Master Severus to grow up once again and have a better life. I is just wondering who will be the best to raise him. Mistress Poppy would be a wonderful guardian, but she is a bit old to raise a baby."
Harry let out a long sigh, longingly staring at the baby, who to his shock returned the gaze, looking at him with his big dark eyes. "Misty," he heard himself say, before he even realised what he was doing, "I'd like to raise him, but as long as the war isn't over, I can't take him in. Would it be possible for you or Madam Pomfrey to look after him until I'll be able to do so? I owe him my life, and I'd love to pay back as much as I can by becoming his guardian."
A small smile spread over the elf's face. "Yes, Master Harry, I believe that you'll make a good father for little Master Severus," she replied, gently. "Misty will take the baby with her to the elves' quarters and raise him until the end of the war. Cicero, Master Severus' personal elf, will help me."
'I hope the war will be over very soon,' Harry mused. "Thank you so much, Misty," he said, gratefully, looking at the baby with apprehensiveness and happiness at the same time. He slowly extended his hand to touch the baby's fist, chuckling when small fingers automatically wrapped themselves around his forefinger. "Hello Severus," he whispered, forcing back the tears that threatened to leak from his eyes. "I'm so happy that you're alive, and I want to thank you so much for all that you did for me, even if you don't know what I'm talking about. I hope that I'll be able to properly return the favour once I get rid of Voldemort."
"Very well, Master Harry, I is finished now, and I'll take him with me," Misty said firmly. "I'll keep him safe for you. Please make sure that you'll be safe and come to fetch little Master Severus as soon as possible. Just call Misty at any time."
"Thank you so much, Misty," Harry agreed and observed the elf pop away with the baby that was now wearing a dark blue jump-suit.