Oh, how I wish I could draw, so that I could make a picture of this passage:
"Harry clung to his neck, hot tears dampening his coat and Severus awkwardly wrapped his left arm around the silent, trembling form. Magically binding the Muggles with a whispered incantation, Severus levitated them onto the sofa in the unnaturally clean sitting room. He loomed over the two cowering lumps of flesh, pleased beyond measure to see a dark stain spread across the front of Dursley’s trousers. Severus could feel his face twist with disgust, the long strands of his hair swirled around his shoulders as his crackling magic surged and he could feel Harry’s magic pulse between them. "
Love this image of vengeful, protective Sev holding small Harry!