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"Mais tu es aussi grand que moi!" She complained, to which Harry laughed and pointed out that his height was irrelevant. He also turned the situation into more out of school orientated matters, making her forget his age quite fast. Soon, the talk turned into how he was the first one to not step on her toes while dancing -she had had the same place in the tournament the past two years- and how they both were interested in charms.
The dance ended a little after midnight with Severus nowhere in sight. Harry laughed to himself and was once again glad he had insisted they had separate hotel rooms since he had turned eleven. Go Sev, was all he could think as he escorted Fleur outside. His amusement was probably why he didn't notice Fleur coming closer before she was far too close to avoid. Not that he was complaining.
He had his first kiss in the garden of a castle, at the end of a ball, after winning a jousting tournament. With Fleur, who was not only a veela, but a very interesting person at her own right. Not bad at all, he mused. And, even if he had no idea what he was doing, instinct took over and the first kiss turned into a second, the second into a third and so on, until he stopped counting. It was a very happy if slightly ruffled Harry Potter that returned to his room that night.
He saw Severus the next morning in breakfast; the potions master looked even more tired than he had last night and a scratch was quite visible under the collar of his shirt. Harry wore his best smirk for the occasion and plopped himself on a chair across the potions master.
"Good morning!" He greeted Severus jovially. The potions master smiled wide and greeted him back.
"Good morning. And how was your night?" Harry's smirk widened.
"It was very nice." He held back a chuckle. "I see you took my order to heart and stayed away for the night." Severus's eyes narrowed as he threw him a nasty look. "No, I meant that! I would have kicked you out if you had come back!" Severus knew the last part wasn't a joke; still he wasn't entirely comfortable to talk about things like that with his innocent son. Then his eyes fell right above Harry's collar and his eyes widened; innocent was up for debate.
"Doesn't look like I was missed." He stated, confusing the green eyed wizard.
"Why would you say that?" Harry asked.
"Because that," Severus said pointing at the offending mark with his fork "is not a bruise." Harry's hand flew to his neck immediately; he had thought his shirt would have covered that up. "So, let me ask you again." Severus began smirking. "How was your night?"
"Less eventful than yours." Harry offered, pointing at the potions master scratch. "At least I wasn't clawed alive." Severus sighed and rolled his eyes.
"What do you say we drop this before we end up scaring the rest of the visitors?" Harry chuckled in response.
"Touché?"
"Yep." Severus stated, popping the "p".
"Seriously though, that must have hurt." Harry stated looking at the scratch mark once again; Severus groaned and let his head fall on the table. Harry burst out laughing.
The next week brought along the dreaded interview with Rita Skeeter. They had already spoken to journalists from the Daily Prophet and, after some confused stares, everything had run smoothly. How much different could that be? Severus thought as they entered the offices of Witch Weekly in Diagon Alley. They had been ushered in to the place of the photoshoot by an overeager to help secretary -Harry was still smirking when they walked in- where Rita Skeeter was expecting them. Her eyes widened once they fell on them and her face assumed a predatory look. The two wizards shared a look of pure terror as she approached them.
"Mr. Potter and Professor Snape?" She asked in a saccharine voice. Harry nodded, trying not to scowl. Was she for real? Her blond hair was elaborately done in a bun and her terracotta glasses gave her already angular face a positively fox-like look. The fact that she was eyeing them up and down didn't help either.
"Yes." Severus stated. "Good morning, Miss Skeeter." The woman smiled broadly, momentarily reminding Harry of Lockheart. Not a good thing to be reminded of in any case.
"And you know each other?" She asked thrilled. "You seem a little more comfortable with each other than rumour would have me believe. Then again, you look different too." She wiggled her eyebrows and Severus gulped, reminding himself that he had faced the Dark Lord and his Death Eaters in the war. He would not be intimidated. "Richie!" She called over her shoulder. A man appeared from behind the corner; he was dressed very fashionably and was probably the photographer, if the film he was holding was any indication.
"Found what I have to strive and make presentable, darling?" He asked, before his eyes fell onto the two wizards. "Well that's more like it! Tell me it's them!" Rita smiled and nodded, causing Richie to burst into a flurry of motions. "Oh dear! You two just sit there and finish your interviews; I have it all under control!" And he left leaving them alone with the journalist. Harry felt like he had walked into the nut house, but kindly tried not to let on.
"You never answered my question." Rita sing-songed. Harry spoke for the first time; they had already spoken of their mentor-pupil relationship to the Prophet, thinking it was time that was made clear; Harry believed it would help with Severus's reputation in school too.
"Severus and I have known each other for years." Harry stated, half-stressing Severus's given name instead of his surname to pass his point across. "He has looked after me since I was nothing but a baby; you can say I pretty much grew up in his house." Rita seemed ready to burst at the news.
"So, you wouldn't mind if we did a double interview?" She asked, clapping her hands; all that crossed through Harry and Severus's minds at the time was that they would have to spend half the time with her; they readily agreed. "Excellent!" She exclaimed and led them to a desk that had been set up especially for the interview. "Let's start from the beginning, shall we? When did you two first meet?"
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