Harry Potter and the Wandmaker of Avalon

Part 7

Chapter 6

"Sna-Severus!" Harry called out as he followed close behind. "Just what did you mean?"

"Why don't we wait until the announcements Mr. Potter," Snape smirked. "It will be very amusing indeed." He reached the buffet table and deposited Melvin near the pastries while he went to grab some punch. Harry watched the little grimreaper scurry off through the various plates of food before turning back and watching the Potions Master. The man still wore an amused look as dignitaries and even Minister Schaklebolt welcomed the most elusive wandmaker.

"They are saying that Master Camlane will bestow you an award this evening Harry," Severus mentioned as he looked towards where the Head table used to be, now replaced with a large stage and an orchestra playing on it.

Harry actually groaned and muttered "Not another one. Every gala they find some dignitary to do that. I have a drawer full of those awards and I actually forgot about that part while planning some payback." Harry looked less than pleased as he now started dreading the night.

"Speaking of payback, it's time." Snape said as he placed a hand around Harry's waist and pulled him closer. Harry actually eeped and blushed at the intimate move.

"Harry where have you. OH MY GOD!" Ginny, dressed tastefully in an evening gown, exclaimed as she had come closer through the crowd and saw Snape and Harry in that position. "Harry what in blazes are you doing with HIM!"

Now it was Harry's turn to play the part as he said "Ginny, oh Ginny, you won't believe it. I've found my soulmate,"

"YOU'VE WHAT?!" Ginny actually shrieked, turning some heads.

"Can you believe it Ginny," Harry uttered as it looked like he was hanging off Snape. "Yesterday we were sharing the blueberry pie you made and we just.... Clicked. I've never been happier."

"Blu...... Blueberry PIE! MY BLUEBERRY PIE?!" Ginny sputtered. "You gave Snape some?"

"Ginny, Severus' sweet tooth is well known even if he won't admit it." Harry giggled like a love-struck girl. "I know how hard he's been working so why not share some pie with him."

"But.... but.... The pie........" Ginny still sputtered.

"Miss Weasley, your pie was most delicious." Snape said in his silky voice. "I did particularly enjoy it while snogging Potter thoroughly." Ginny blushed at the comment and the images it conjured up.

"I thought you were going to call me Harry," Harry playfully hit Severus' shoulder. "What do I have to do to get you to call me by my first name," Harry pouted here rather skillfully.

"Well, we could have a repeat of last night," Severus implied as he held Harry close.

"This can't be happening!" Ginny exclaimed as she looked between Harry and Snape in horror before she quickly excused herself. When Ginny was out of earshot, very likely panicking, Harry asked in a whisper, "You think I overdid that?"

"Maybe just a bit," Severus said as he let go of Harry.

"The hell did I just witness?!" The duo turned to see Nevile and Luna arm in arm. Nevile held an h'orderve halfway to his mouth and nearly dropped it in shock upon overhearing the conversation.

"Nevile that's just rude," Luna chastised. "What would the Nargles say if they saw you acting like that."

"F...F....Forgive me Professor, Harry. I wish both of you a s-splendid evening," Nevile managed to utter as he shrank away from Snape. "We'll be rooting for your relationship!" he added before dragging Luna away.

"I should probably set the record straight with Nevile," Harry murmured.

"Hmmm, leave him for the night. I rather liked flustering him." Snape replied.

"You are enjoying this way too much aren't you," Harry shot back.

"A former spy has got to get his kicks somewhere Mr. Potter. Also, Mr. Longbottom ruined so many of my cauldrons that I just couldn't resist." Snape replied back. "I will be getting some air, the asskissing in this room is on a whole nother level," He then added.

"Right, uhm.... I'll just go find Ron and Hermione then," Harry said to Snape's remark as they separated. He spotted Hermione's still slightly busy, but tamed, head of hair further in the crowd. She was practically fawning over several dignitaries just like second year with Lockheart.

Severus looked around a bit while he walked. He saw Dumbledore dancing with Minerva and he gave Hagrid, who was near the stage, a nod. "Professor Snape," An Eastern European accent called out and Snape turned slightly to see Victor Krum of all people walking towards him.

"Mr. Krum, I see you are well," Snape greeted. "You are here as Bulgaria's and Durmstrang's representative?"

"Yes sir," Victor answered as he faced Snape. "It is good to see you again professor. This is the first time you've attended the gala, right?"

"Well, it wasn't as if I was invited," Snape muttered. "I'm just here as Mr. Potter's plus one."

Victor tisked before he leaned in and added in a whisper, "Don't worry sir, you have my support no matter what Miss Weasley was spouting."

Snape raised a brow and then asked "What?!"

"You and Harry sir. You and him deserve to be happy after everything that has happened." Victor elaborated. "Miss Weasley not so long ago barged passed us calling you a hussy, homewrecker, and immoral. Just so you know sir we from Durmstrang regard your expertise in the Dark Arts quite highly. You have our support."

"That.................. is good to know," Snape managed to say and Victor nodded before moving on. Severus thought for a moment, Miss Weasley was reacting far more than expected but the problem lay with many more people now believing Harry and him were actually a couple. It was................ Odd.

"Sickle for your thoughts Master Snape," A female voice asked causing Severus to blink. He had walked towards the gardens while thinking and as he turned he saw the woman in the silvery medieval dress sitting on one of the stone benches with a goblet in her hands. She looked like a fae in the moonlight. "What could be weighing on the mind of a former spy to not notice his surroundings?"

Severus flushed, though in this light it wouldn't be noticed, but said instead "Maybe I should ask what you are doing out here while leaving your escort to face the horde, Master Camlane."

"So you've figured out my little game," The woman smirked. "Would you mind telling me how you figured it out Master Snape? You are the first."

"If you tell me how you know my name," Snape said back.

The woman put the goblet down on the stone bench and said "Youngest Potions Master in Britain, no.... Europe, in the last four hundred years, Master Duelist, Dark Arts expert, and a hero of the last Wizarding war. I would be a fool not to recognize you. If it was not for Mister Potter and your efforts along with those of your Order then the war would have spilled over to the continent. Now you," She gestured for Severus to explain.

"The little totem on your sash," Severus gestured to the black sash with silver embroidery that wound around her dress. On it hung a small carved wooden totem. "The Wandcrafter's guild gives those totems to Masters whom they accepted into their ranks much like how the Potion Masters' guild gives out a ring as recognition. The wood of the totem is said to be taken from Yggdrasil, the World Tree."

"I'm impressed, not many know of the totems." She nodded. "Also please call me Morgan. I've been hearing 'Master Camlane' for the last two days now that it is driving me crazy." She added.

"Then Miss Morgan would you like to have a bit more fun?" Snape asked.

AN: for those following the AI2 story, there will be an update Monday afternoon because unforeseen houseguests made this author drunk and loopy. VERY LOOPY......