Unexpected Comfort

To Hell in a Hand-Basket, My Dear

A.N.: No sex this chapter... Damn!

A grunt was all that signaled the appearance of Severus and Harry. He quickly walked to the love-seat and gently laid Harry down, covering her with the throw on the back of the couch. He quietly made his way to the hidden doorway and knocked. Hearing some grumbled words he took a seat before the Headmaster's desk and waited for the man to emerge from his rooms.

With a muttered curse the Headmaster's door opened and the venerable man stepped through into his office. He shuffled forward the handful of steps to his chair before looking up to see who had interrupted him, and visibly sagged in relief.

"Severus, my boy! Were you able to smuggle Harry out with you?"

Severus waved his hand toward the loveseat that the now female Saviour was laid out on. "I did not have to smuggle us out Albus." The dour man replied, he raised his head and stared at the Headmaster, allowed him to see the fear that was creeping into his eyes. "The Dark Lord gave me twenty minutes to remove myself and Potter from his abode lest he kills me and drop her naked in the middle of Diagon Alley." Snape quickly rubbed his face, as if he were trying to rid the experience from his eyes. "He informed me that he knew I was a spy after handing me this vial." He told the man in hushed tones, carefully placing the vial upon the man's desk.

The old wizard carefully stroked his beard as he regarded the defeated-looking man. "I take it you know what was in the vial and that you attempted to resolve the situation before giving it to Harry."

Severus nodded in answer to the Headmasters statement. "Are you going to tell me what was in the vial, Severus? It is much too early in the day for me to play guessing games."

"Fertilis Domum."

"I see. Tell me what happened from the time you were called to when you escaped. You may leave out the more... delicate details." Severus chuckled darkly, 'That's good, there no way he'd want to know that a female Harry Potter sucks cock better than a seasoned Knockturn Alley whore,' he thought his mind fighting the hysteria that tickled the edges of his mind.

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"Where is ....she? Sirius' hysterical voice pierced the silence of the hospital wing. Poppy came sweeping from behind a curtain at the far end of the of the ward.

She narrowed her crystal blue eyes at the brash man. "Sirius Black! If you can't control yourself I will eject you from my ward faster than a snitch moves! Do you understand me?" The troubled man nodded, properly chastised. "In that case, go see Harry. She's perfectly healthy, Severus did an amazing job healing her of the effects left from Bellatrix's torture." She patted the distraught man on the shoulder before leading he and the silent Werewolf to the curtained bed.

Strengthening his resolve to just be there for his now god-daughter, Sirius wiped the tears from his face and grabbed Remus' hand in search of physical support. "Knock, knock," he said peeking his head around the partition.

"Sirius! Remus!" The silky sweet voice exclaimed as they came around the curtain. "Poppy said she wouldn't let you in until I've had my breakfast." She smiled brightly at the medi-witch hovering at the foot of her bed.

Poppy patted her covered foot, "Well, you've been such a good patient that I called them after ordering your breakfast from the kitchens. Dobby should pop in any minute with it." She turned her gaze to the two men, "Do not upset the girl! If I hear any raised voices, you'll be out on your ears!"