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| Current location: | going to bed |
| Current mood: |  drained |
| Entry tags: | challenge 86: crossover, lilyseyes |
Challenge 86: Crossover ~ Quiet Exhalation
Title: Quiet Exhalation
Rating:PG/Teen
Author: lilyseyes
Word Count:100x5
Challenge: 86: Crossover
Warnings: Implied mpreg,
Disclaimer: JKR owns the Potterverse – I just play in it. No money is made from these amateur works.
Summary: Another in the Breathe
series
A/N: For chiakidark You Rock! Thanks to florida_minxie for the help!
Sevvy scowled at the heavy gray skies overhead. This London place was noisy and smelled funny, he thought, holding Daddy’s hand tightly. Dragon rested protectively against his chest. Papa pushed Lulu’s cot-on-wheels beside them, frowning at anyone who looked at them unkindly.
A park appeared in front of them and Sevvy grinned. It was warmer here than at home and Dragon really needed to play for awhile. He looked up at Daddy, batting his eyes innocently.
“Dada, meandragmadagoplamendapa!” Daddy, me and Dragon need play so we can be good for shopping.
Daddy blinked, smiling as Sevvy tugged on his hand.
Harry smiled down at Sevvy, who tugged him towards a playground. Their trip to Muggle London had been Severus’ idea, an afternoon of pre-Yule shopping. Andromeda and Teddy were meeting them later at Harrod’s for tea.
His husband sneered at an older woman who stared at them. Harry rolled his eyes. Sevvy ran towards a small slide; Harry following at a jog. The toddler was already clambering up the ladder.
“Careful, Sevvy,” Harry admonished gently as his son came flying down the slide.
With a grin that reminded Harry of Severus’ rare joyful smiles, Sevvy was up the ladder again.
Laurel screwed up her face, ready to protest the jolting ride, when Sevvy cried out. She could feel the pinch of where her brother was hurt and it scared her. Papa disappeared from above as Sevvy whimpered again.
Then, a lady with a nice smile and a sensible hat smiled down at her soothingly. “There’s no need for concern, little Laurel, your brother will be fine.”
The lady sent Unicorn walking up by Laurel’s side. He laid his head where Laurel could grab at his soft horn
“You be a good girl whilst I help your fathers’ sort things out.”
Severus stiffened and turned, seeing the woman with a parrot umbrella standing over Laurel’s pram. His wand was in his hand, a deadly calm settling over him.
“Step away from my daughter, madam.” He demanded tersely, feeling Harry stiffen beside him.
The woman eyed him and Severus could feel the magic. “Eileen’s boy, aren’t you?”
His wand dipped as Severus’ jaw dropped. “Mary Poppins?”
“Quite,” she pinched his cheek, before patting Harry’s head, leaning down. “Now, what’s this fuss, Sevvy?”
Severus watched, thrown back to ten years old and left in the care of a woman both exacting and caring.
Severus nestled against a warm chest, Harry entwined around him. A hand stroked his hair as they lay in the comfortable darkness. Their bond made words unnecessary.
The afternoon encounter with one person who’d shown him kindness during a rough part of childhood had unsettled him. Mary Poppins possessed a strange kind of magic, but she’d been kind to an awkward, shy Severus.
The woman’s reaction to his Harry had moved him as she’d brushed her fingers across his cheek, almost apologetic, after healing little Severus’ finger. Another of Albus’ manipulation, he’d known instinctively.
“I liked her, Severus.”
“Indeed.”