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[info]chiakidark wrote
on May 30th, 2008 at 04:39 pm

Fanfic: Severus and The Awful, Terrible, Most Horrible... - [info]unbroken_halo

Title: Severus And The Awful, Terrible, Most Horrible, Rotten, No Good, Very Bad Day
Author: [info]unbroken_halo
Rating: PG
Pairing: Severus/Harry
Warnings: Cuteness?
Disclaimer: Not mine – just playing with them. Severus James belongs to [info]lilyeyes .
Originally Posted: 6/7/07

AN: Written for [info]lilyseyes' birthday with the prompt of Severus has a day where nothing goes right. Her characters from the Breathe Series used with permission. I hope you enjoy this darling.






Severus stalked down the hallway, glaring at the students. They stared at the normally immaculate man covered in his own potions ingredients as he came closer.

His thin lips curled into a snarl and his mouth opened. The students scattered out of his way. "Detention. Detention. DETENTION!" He bellowed and pointed at the last three unfortunate Ravenclaws that were too slow turning the corner and missed escaping the man's wrath.

Severus gave out the directions for the detentions and turned, his filthy robes slinging viscera to the walls as he made his way to his chambers, muttering about inept students and insane headmasters. The students just stared at his back in horrified wonder, gossiping about what had happened to the man.

Severus stopped outside of his chamber doors, closing his eyes and trying to calm himself before entering. It wouldn't do to take out his frustrations on his husband and son. They didn't need that, Harry especially. It wouldn't have been so bad if his day had not started with him stubbing his toe this morning while getting out of bed.

He had hobbled silently to the loo then shut the door, cast a muffling charm then let loose a string of Muggle cursing that would have made a sailor turn red before showering and getting ready for classes. He let Harry and Sevvy sleep in and made for the staff lounge.

Intercepted before his morning tea, Albus cornered him and called a staff meeting. Ushered into the lounge, he was seated and as he scowled into his weak brew that had been passed to him, he missed the announcements. Looking up suddenly, Severus heard his name as he was unceremoniously shackled into Hogsmeade duty that weekend.

After that jolly good news, Severus made his way to his classroom and blundered his way through explosion after explosion in every one of his classes. Then, finally, in the last class of the day, his spelled robes gave their last life to the latest Longbottom clone to enter Hogwarts as he shouted for the dunderheads to leave the classroom, when a cauldron of what should have been Pepper-up went supernova and decimated his work tables.

Severus sighed and opened the door, walking into the room, not looking at his son playing in the floor with Dragon and Onyx or at his husband, reading on the sofa, one hand gently rubbing on the swell of his stomach.

"Abagdbshkihnf!" ~~ Papa's home! Sevvy chattered and stood, wobbling to his feet, reaching out for the tall man as he walked by. His face fell as he was ignored.

Harry watched Severus lift his hand and continue on into their bedroom. He looked down at his son's pitiful face, then at Severus's back and frowned.

Sevvy looked at his Daddy and his bottom lip quivered as he held on to Dragon. 'Nyx weaved between his unsteady legs, offering his own small comfort as Sevvy reached out for Daddy next.

Harry heaved himself off the sofa and pulled his son into his arms as just as Sevvy let loose a wail that rivalled a banshee. "Shh, Severus, that's enough. It's all right."

Harry turned to say something to his husband and noticed the goo dripping down Severus's robes as the door closed behind him. He shook his head and rubbed Sevvy's back, carefully picking his son up and standing. He carried Sevvy to his nursery. "Come on little one. We've to help Papa have a better day."

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Severus began stripping off his robes as soon as the bedroom door shut. He knew he should have spoken with Harry and little Severus but he hadn't wanted to mess the room or gotten any of the caustic ingredients on either one of them. It couldn't be helped now and he'd make it up to them later.

He padded into the loo and tossed the ruined robes into a separate hamper from the one the rest of the family used. The hamper belched as it swallowed the clothing and Severus bent turning on the taps, sighing as his battered body protested the motion.

He stepped into the stalled and closed the frosted door, letting the hot spray wash away the day's dirt and tortures. Severus quickly shampooed his hair and rinsed it, then lathered up a flannel. Leaning his head against the still cool tiles, he ran the flannel over his body, closing his eyes as he sighed once again.

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Harry entered the bedroom; a happier, naked Sevvy perched on his hip. His son gurgled and slapped at his Daddy's arm. "Just a moment Sevvy, Daddy can only move so fast."

"Ajshnbbkkyy!" ~~ Papa's almost done! Sevvy hurried his Daddy along.

"All right, all right. Demanding as your father, aren't you?" Harry shrugged off his robe from one shoulder. Switching Sevvy to his other hip, he then dropped the other side of his robe, stepped out of his boxers and padded into the loo staring at his husband for a moment before slipping into the stall with him.

"AHJJ!!!" ~~PAPA!!

Sevvy's voice echoed in the small room and Severus's head jerked up, knocking against the showerhead. He hissed, catching himself before he could utter a swear word. Turning, his face was caught by Sevvy's little hands and a kiss was pressed to his cheek.

His scowl disappeared and he smiled at his son. "Thank you, Severus. Papa needed that." Severus leaned closer to Harry and pressed a kiss to Harry's mouth as well, sighing as Harry's tongue slid across his own. Sevvy nosed his way inbetween them, pressing sloppy kisses to their both of their cheeks as the water ran over all of them. Severus wrapped his arms around his family, the troubles of the day fading away in the circle of their love.

The End




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