My Sleepy Brain... Help?

The Talk

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Harry sits with him, making him eat slowly. "If you eat too fast, you'll just throw it back up." He says, Fenrir nods, slowing down. Harry gets up, leaving the room. Fenrir watches him, worried. Harry goes out to the dining room, "Severus, follow me." He says, the man jumping up. Harry brings him to the kitchen. "Now, both of you were death eaters." Harry says, as way of explanation. "You'll get along. You don't exactly get a choice. Don't worry Sev, Fenrir here, will not be in the house during his transformation, I need you to make wolfbane though." Severus stares at him, before nodding. Harry smiles, before sitting back down. Severus does as well, before Fenrir starts shaking. Severus looks at him, before backing away, Harry grips Fenrir's arm. "Look at me Wolf, breathe for me." He says, pulling Fenrir to him. Fenrir does so, shaking and crying. Harry gesture for Severus to leave, to which the man runs. Harry smiles a little, before holding Fenrir gently. "Breathe, you're okay." He whispers, brushing his hands through his hair. He helps the man up, "we'll go ahead and have that talk." Harry says. Fenrir nods, clutching onto Harry. Harry picks him up, carrying him to Harry's room. He sits him down on the bed, "look at me." Fenrir does, with no little amount of fear. "You're okay, just breathe. He won't hurt you, just as you won't hurt him." Fenrir nods, before calming down. Harry smiles, before helping him to drink a potion. Said potion causes him to be de aged to 17, the same age as Harry. Harry pulls him into his arm, kissing his head. They sit there for a while, Harry finally helping him get his pants off. "I'll make this quick, alright?" Fenrir nods, swallowing.