Differences {Snarry}

Presumptions

Severus seemed to have been avoiding Harry's eyes the days leading to their Diagon Shopping trip with Draco. He did not know what to think of it as after 'that night' (Harry was avoiding it until the other man decided to bring it up again), the pair appeared to have gotten on civil terms again. There were times he thought he saw the red he had desperately been chasing whenever the older man turned his head away but had just chalked it up to wishful thinking. The way the man spoke to him had not changed, though he seemed to be worried about the trip to Diagon.

Two days ago they received a letter from Draco saying he will see them today and that a lock of Theodore's hair was enclosed and that he would bring some clothes for Harry to wear while under the polyjuice as he and Theo were not the same size. Severus had completed the polyjuice when they received the letter 'to be prepared' but seemed to be scowling at the envelope all the way to his lab. So here they were in Harry's room, ten minutes before Draco was due to arrive, with the potions master going over the plan.

"After you take this," he held the vial holding the polyjuice in front of Harry's face, "I will leave the room and you will get ready so we can meet Draco. While we are in Diagon you will speak as little as possible, we will go to Gringotts first so you have money on hand and pay for your equipment without fuss."

"How will the goblin's recognise me though? They didn't recognise Hermione was Bellatrix until it was too late!" Harry went silent to the horrified look on Severus's face, "umm I guess I never told you the whole story around the break in, huh?"

"No but you will be telling me everything with no details spared at some point. That aside, the goblins strengthened their security, an inheritance test must be done in order to move money and assets or to divulge information, you would have done one while accepting your lordships. Now drink up, Draco will be here soon." The man handed the vial to Harry, waiting to see confirmation he had ingested the potion.

Retaining eye contact, Harry downed the potion ignoring the vile taste just to see if he could catch the mans eyes change colour change again. Particularly paying attention to the young man's throat, the potion master tracked the movement of his Adams apple, eyes filling with that red which was quickly becoming Harry's favourite colour. He never seemed to notice what he was doing in these situations which allowed Harry to get his fill of looking into the man's eyes. The allure of the red was baffling every time and caused him to be even more shocked when he burst out into a coughing fit, bending his body in half, hugging his stomach. Severus took that as his cue to leave, also having been shocked back into his senses. Even as his skin was bubbling and changing his shape into that of Theodore Nott's, he could not help but muse on how much more frequent those moments get as the days go on. He was not complaining, but even Harry being in Severus's vicinity could cause the mans eyes to turn red. He knew it was because the man was a vampire but could not pinpoint what caused that specific reaction. Harry was sure he knew how to cause the man to react in a lot of ways (making the man mad was his specialty but he found less satisfaction in that than he used to) yet could not for the life of him figure out what caused that reaction from the vampire. It seemed to be random and he could not deduce if it was himself that brings it about as the only contact they have had with other people other than each other was their brief chat with Draco and that was too short to come to any conclusions.

The pain of the polyjuice transformation had subsided so he decided to stop thinking about it and finally get dressed, avoiding mirrors not wanting to see someone else's face staring back at him, and join the man plaguing said thoughts. Severus was stood by the fireplace with his hands behind his back. He turned to Harry and his face convulsed as if he had smelt something unsavoury.

"What?" Harry asked while checking that whatever the man had smelt was not coming from him.

"Nothing, lets go though." He schooled his expression and turned to step into the fireplace, dismissing Harry's query. "Leaky Cauldron!" Up in a puff of smoke and the man was gone, leaving a Theodore faced Harry staring dumbly at the place the vampire had stood. Shaking his head with a scoff, he repeated Severus's actions and was whisked away to Diagon Alley.