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Potter was now back again in his crib, succumbed to an exhausted sleep. It took the Potion's Master a long time to be able to dislodge Potter's small body from around his neck, leaving him tired from both the day's events and the painful experience of having someone scream in your ear. Potter, on the other hand, was exhausted. Clearly, he had tired himself from all the crying he had done and had fallen asleep in the crook of Snape's arm.

Snape had had then to attempt to not only remove said child from around his body but to also figure out the best way to lay him down in his crib without waking him up. It was surprising that he had managed to do it, really, for he had done it in the fastest manner possible, only worried about freeing himself from all the snot and tears still coming from the small face. Luckily for him, Potter had not even stirred, which meant he did not have to undertake the task of attempting to feed the toddler, and which left him with the perfect opportunity to lie down in his own bed and sleep for the rest of the night.

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It was two in the bloody morning!

His 'peaceful' night had never really arrived for it was the third time in a span of about fifteen minutes that Potter had woken up screaming his little head off and crying with as much force as his lungs allowed him to, making it literally impossible for Snape to even attempt to sleep through the noise.

What did Potter need, who knew. The Potion's Master had fed him, and even succumbed to the utterly embarrassing task of changing his nappy. Yet, none of his ministrations had allowed him to get the smallest reprieve from the piercing screams.

Whenever Potter had been fed, Snape had really believed that he had managed to calm the little beast, as the crying had nearly stopped completely. Potter had been content with laying on the sofa while he 'held'; with the help of one of the Potion's Master's hand; the slightly warm bottle. Even when Potter had been transported back to his crib, he had firmly held to Snape's clothes but allowed himself to be put down without much of a fight. However, no sooner than Snape himself had laid back down on his own bed, that Potter's wails broke again the lovely silence that had taken over the Potions Master's quarters.

The only option left at the time had been the possibility that the child needed a change of nappy. It was most definitely not an appealing option at all, but if it meant the peace was to be restored once and for all it was very much worth it. Yet, it proved not to be at all.

Much like the feeding, the change of nappy worked for about 30 seconds. As soon as Snape was done with the nauseating ministrations and attempted once again to lay Potter down in his rightful place, the screaming and crying started again. This time, however, he did not get a chance to even reach the side of his lovely, warm, and inviting bed. Instead, all he had been allowed to do was to turn away from the toddler, nox the lights, and take about half a step.

"Stop it! You infuriating child. Stop your wailing this instant!" ordered Snape as soon as the lights were shining brightly again and he was facing the now crying child. Of course, the angry words did not have the desired effect whatsoever, instead, Potter went back once again to utilizing his snot-and-tear-covered fists to indicate his wish to be picked up, a prospect that was nowhere near to being appealing for Snape.

Knowing very well what needed to happen, but hating the mere fact that the thought had popped into his head, the Potion's Master began to prepare himself once again to pick up the child. This time, however, there would be no strangling of his neck. Potter was getting nowhere near his neck if he could avoid it. In fact, the child was to be placed as far away from him as possible, and this time he would make sure it happened.