My Everything

5

"Just, shout if you need anything dear." Euphemia said, placing a hand on Severus' shoulder and the boy gave a stiff nod, "We'll be in the parlour room right across the hall."

He looked up at her one more time, the older woman's kind smile almost putting him at ease for a moment until-

"James. Come on."

James' eyes went wide, "But-"

"James." Fleamont said more sternly from his place by the door, "Give them a moment."

James looked at Severus, the Slytherin's hand still clutched tightly in his own since the moment that they sat down. He didn't want to leave Severus alone with these, people, these-... complete strangers but.

"I'll be fine, just go." Severus said flatly his eyes focused on the two sitting on the couch right across from them. James' lips pursed into a tight line but he relented.

"Fine." He said before quickly leaning in to press a kiss on the raven's cheek. Severus looked away from the two on the couch to glare at him, "Stop that-"

"I'll be right outside." James said so earnestly that it threw Severus for a moment. The concern that seemed to glow in those hazel eyes made him pause and stopped him from telling Potter to stop treating him like some wilting damsel in distress. Instead he just looked down at their hands.

"I know. So just go."

James finally got up and let go of his hand. Euphemia gave him another soft smile, her hand clenching ever so slightly on his shoulder before she followed after her son. James almost stopped in the door when Fleamont urged him further out and Euphemia shut the door behind them.

It was silent in the room for a moment, so different from the night before when he and Sirius were arguing because Severus beat him at yet another game of chess while James whined about wanting to have the raven to himself for a change.

"You and the Potter boy seem close." The man suddenly said and Severus' eyes snapped up to lock onto him in sharp focus. He had regal features, dark bone straight hair tied up at the bottom of his neck streaked with white and grey hair and dark eyes very much like his own. His posture was impossibly straight as he let his hand rest on the armrest of the couch, the robes he wore were a lush emerald green with black and silver accents. Severus could see the gold chain of a watch hanging from his pocket and a bright silver broach on his left breast pocket with the Prince family crest.

The man almost paused at the way the boy stared back at him, looking him right in the eye without even the slightest hint of hesitation. Severus' eyes held no fear, no anger. Just a hint of confusion as his eyes narrowed ever so slightly.

"You don't have a contract with him, do you?"

"Contract?"

"A marriage contract."

"No." Severus said simply and the woman beside him shifted a bit in her seat. She'd been silent since the moment that they all stepped into the room but her eyes stayed fixed on Severus, never leaving him for even a moment as her hands clenched tightly in her lap.

She had brown hair tied up and out of her face also streaked with grey and silver hair though much less prominently than the man. Green eyes that reminded him of Lily but not quite as bright and a heart shaped face that Severus imagined would seem quite warm if not for the circumstances or the way she kept worrying her bottom lip, pulling it into her mouth. She wore black and red robes, a sort of velvet floral pattern all over the skirt. There was a silver ring on her left ring finger and a pendant hanging around her neck against her chest. The pendant had the Prince family crest on it as well.