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sam_storyteller) wrote2005-07-07 02:39 pm
sam_storyteller) wrote2005-07-07 02:39 pm
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Stealing Harryverse Flopsy: Chemistry Set
Title: Chemistry Set
Summary: A gift from Severus Snape.
Warnings: None.
It was just a visit like any other, of course; the child deserved a little experience with the Wizarding world, and certainly his godfather couldn't give it to him.
Severus Snape was unaccustomed to feeling pity for children. He didn't like the sensation. But he did pity Parvus -- Harry -- Parvus. He would have time enough to think of him as Harry, the son of the man who'd tormented him all through school. For now he could be Parvus, nephew of the brother Severus never had.
"Will I get to make potions someday?" Parvus asked, clinging to his sleeve as he spoke with an apothecary who did all his special-ordering.
"Yes," he replied brusquely.
"Like you?"
"You may aspire to be a Master of Potions," Severus answered.
"You're going to teach me?"
"Yes."
"When?"
Severus rolled his eyes and paid for his purchase.
Late that afternoon, Harry returned home clutching a small parcel; when Remus opened it with him, he began to laugh, though Sirius sulked.
"Junior Wizard's First Potion Kit," Remus read aloud, grinning at Sirius. "It looks as though Severus likes small children after all."
Summary: A gift from Severus Snape.
Warnings: None.
It was just a visit like any other, of course; the child deserved a little experience with the Wizarding world, and certainly his godfather couldn't give it to him.
Severus Snape was unaccustomed to feeling pity for children. He didn't like the sensation. But he did pity Parvus -- Harry -- Parvus. He would have time enough to think of him as Harry, the son of the man who'd tormented him all through school. For now he could be Parvus, nephew of the brother Severus never had.
"Will I get to make potions someday?" Parvus asked, clinging to his sleeve as he spoke with an apothecary who did all his special-ordering.
"Yes," he replied brusquely.
"Like you?"
"You may aspire to be a Master of Potions," Severus answered.
"You're going to teach me?"
"Yes."
"When?"
Severus rolled his eyes and paid for his purchase.
Late that afternoon, Harry returned home clutching a small parcel; when Remus opened it with him, he began to laugh, though Sirius sulked.
"Junior Wizard's First Potion Kit," Remus read aloud, grinning at Sirius. "It looks as though Severus likes small children after all."
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