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"I'll think about it." He promised, his hand tightening around the parchment.
"I hope you will, Mr. Potter." She said and bid him good day. Harry decided to skip lunch break to share the news with Severus. The potions master was ecstatic.
"Of course you'll say yes!" He announced scandalized after Harry expressed the reasons why he thought he shouldn't.
"It won't be that inconspicuous." Harry reminded him.
"But you want to do it." Severus insisted. "And what have we said about your schoolwork?"
"That I should do the best I can regardless of anything else." Harry stated, smiling.
"That's right!" Severus stated with a satisfied smirk. "Tell Septima you'll take the test next year." He stated and hugged Harry tightly, considering the conversation over. Harry just shook his head and laughed at Severus's antics as the potions master shooed him from his office, berating him for not having lunch. Neville, who was ready to berate him for skipping lunch too, grinned widely and congratulated him upon hearing the news.
"My best friend's a genius!" He said, wiping a pretence tear off his face.
"You're so full of it, Longbottom." Harry stated and rolled his eyes, unable to help a smile from appearing on his face. After that of course, Neville did berate him for skipping lunch.
Easter holidays were spent pretty much the same as Christmas, with Harry and Severus at Silbreith while the rest of the Potters were… Harry didn't even bother to consider where they were any more. He just hoped his brother was improving and being kept safe. He was in Severus's lab one day, showing him the body of a memory sphere. The sphere itself was a little larger than a Snitch; it was mostly made of glass, and had silver wire trailing spiral like patterns all over its surface.
"There's a switch here," Harry stated, pointing at a delicately designed rosette and pushing down with his thumb "that will activate the sequence of spells you'll cast on it; it's a rather nicely hidden runic charm. Nothing really fancy. Just a trigger of sorts." Severus chuckled.
"Just a runic charm; of course. Nothing fancy there at all." Harry rolled his eyes, half debating to explain how runic charms were basically an assortment of runes that were used as a basis for alchemic charms when he realised that Severus already knew. So he just handed him the design and changed the topic.
"So, how's the Wolfsbane going? Any progress since yesterday?" Severus's answer was a manic grin and a swift nod.
"I think I've reached the point when I can start working on the testing process; granted, it will take some time to find test subjects and retain my anonymity but…"
"Severus, I…"
"Say you're sorry Harry and I'm grounding you." The potions master stated, preventing any guilt ridden speech Harry might have been preparing to give. "I wouldn't have made it to this point if it wasn't for you, so save it." Harry wanted to disagree but Severus seemed adamant. So he just settled for a;
"Whatever you say, Dad," and dropped the subject. Returning to school had been nothing sort of uneventful. Whatever had happened over Adrian's holidays wasn't discussed, but the elder Potter twin seemed irritated for yet another holiday spent studying. Harry once again refrained from commenting, sensing a pattern beginning to form. He dearly hoped his brother would do nothing to provoke his luck in his irritation and tried to keep an eye on his while swallowing his own repressed ire; Adrian should be glad he got the opportunity to train. It was war they would be facing soon and he still doubted if his brother understood that.
April brought the last game of the season, Gryffindor versus Slytherin for the Cup and Oliver's last game in Hogwarts. Faithful to their promise, the Gryffindor team did their best to say goodbye to their Captain with a bang; the final score was a whooping three hundred and fifty points to twenty for the lions, turning Oliver into a weeping mess on the floor. The party continued well into the early hours of the morning and left a wide smile on Harry's face.
Before he knew it, April was over and so was the better part of May, signalling the beginning of the examinations period. He and Neville had spent most of it trying to stir away from Hermione who had taken to talking to herself in between tests and managed to make it in one piece to the last day of the exams. Finally, after a rather hectic morning, Harry was seated across Severus after the last exam of the year, Ancient Runes, chatting happily about his plans for the next year.
"You know, most extra-curricular studies begin in the sixth year but fourth year students can take Ancient Studies. It's only one hour every week during the fourth year and two hours during the fifth and an OWL on the subject would be ridiculously easy if you think the class considers most of blood magic ancient." Harry commented. "And it's all theory too."
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