Chapter 193 : Harry's Birthday Surprise

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"I guess you liked your present." Severus stated lightly, returning the hug.

"I loved it, Sev! Was there ever a chance I would not?" The teen asked, pulling back a little, humid green eyes meeting sparkling dark ones. "Thank you." He said and hugged Severus again.

"Don't mention it, Harry. Happy birthday." The potions master repeated.

"Is this a war unicorn?" Dumbledore asked his voice tight, stepping forward from where the rest of the group was frozen by the entrance.

"His name is Ghaith." Harry answered. "I can't believe you went and found one!" Severus cocked an eyebrow and smirked.

"I found two." He corrected the teen. "Alfie will bring Kadar later on so that we can take them for a ride. And guess what else I found out." Harry started at the potions master with interest. "They are admissible in jousting tournaments. Imagine competing with a war unicorn?"

"I believe they call it annihilation." Harry offered smirking.

"They do." Severus agreed.

"But war unicorns cost a fortune!" Lily protested. "Harry surely can't accept…"

"Nonsense." Severus waved her objections off. "The cost was nothing really and of course Harry will accept the gift. I insist." James tried to speak but the potions master threw him a withering glance, stopping him in his tracks.

"These are rare creatures, Severus." Albus stated. "They haven't been seen in Europe for centuries." Severus shrugged.

"I pulled a few strings." He looked at the Headmaster smiling. "Besides, Harry has wanted one since he was seven. It was only natural I would get him one when I found them."

"You're a genius you know." Harry, who had approached Ghaith once more and was stroking him carefully stated.

"I know." Severus stated cheerfully. Sirius's jaw was hitting the ground, Remus was just going along with everything at that point, being too happy for words, James was staring at Ghaith along with the three teenagers while Minerva and Albus shared a confused look.

"So what Harry wants, Harry gets?" The Headmaster asked concerned.

"Yes, mostly because Harry tends to want very little for himself." Severus deadpanned. "And what he asks for, he more than deserves." The silence was almost complete after that.

"You're making me blush, Sev." Harry mock stated, looking from his place next to Ghaith. The unicorn looked completely relaxed, his head bowed slightly as Harry combed an imaginary knot out of his long mane.

"There are some velas who would find it endearing." Severus stated smirking.

"Velas?" Ron asked, his eyes zeroing on Harry who just shook his head resigned.

"If that wasn't the pot calling the kettle black then I don't know what was." The green eyed wizard stated. All eyes left him and turned to Severus.

"Bite marks, Harry." Severus threw back and the collective glance followed the conversation.

"Claw marks, Sev." Harry responded.

"Touché, kid." The potions master admitted, pretending to ignore the startled stares around them.

"Velas?" Sirius whined, staring at Severus.

"Bite marks? Claw marks…" Lily whispered the last part, causing Severus to glance at her confused. He didn't comment on her reaction, not only because he was trying his best to avoid an awkward moment, but because Lily had spoken so low only Remus should have heard it. It took Severus another half an hour to convince Harry that Ghaith would survive on his own for a while -even Ghaith had to intervene and push him out of the stables- all the time answering various questions that were thrown at him.

The third round of questioning -albeit much more Harry centred- took place around two, when the rest of the Weasleys visited, minus Ginny and Charlie, who were in Romania still, and Bill who would be arriving from Egypt in a couple of days, having decided to take some extra days off to visit his family before the Quidditch World Cup. The Weasleys and the Potters along with Remus, Sirius and Hermione had tickets for the finals, having decided it didn't matter what teams would compete; who knew when the Cup would be held that close to home next?

"You said it!" George exclaimed, looking at Harry as if he was his hero.

"I said what?" Harry asked confused.

"A career in Quidditch! A wild card!" They exclaimed in one voice as Harry vaguely recalled a conversation held two years ago when the Weasley twins had admitted how they dreamed of starting their own business. He smirked.

"I guess I did."

"Wicked!"

"I'm not playing for a team though. Not professionally at least." Harry reminded them.

"Not yet; I don't know what to expect any more." Sirius muttered.

"Professor Black's right." Fred decided. He stole a glance towards Severus as if he was proof enough that the world had turned upside down.

"Please call me Sirius. I'm not your professor any more."

"Do call him Sirius." Severus interjected, looking at them from behind his newspaper; he was completely disregarding the front page and the article about him and Harry and was focused on a piece regarding the Quidditch Cup instead. "The rest of us call him less kind names." The teens laughed at the joke before realising it was Severus who made it; the twins shared a look of utter shock with Percy who had just entered the living room where they were seated while Mrs. Weasley and Lily paused their hushed conversation to openly stare at him.

"Snape, if you say another word I'll…"

"Growl?" The potions master asked innocently causing even Ron to chuckle once before almost chocking with his own breath in shock.

"Severus!" Lily exclaimed amused.

"Oh come on, Lils!" Severus complained. "It was far too great an opportunity to let it pass."

"And Merlin knows you don't let anything go." Harry commented. "Sirius, don't provoke him. Last time someone did, it didn't turn out too well." The confused gazes around him prompted him to continue. "Remember that potion I used on Lockhart on our second year? His recipe." The twins turned to Severus -who just chuckled- reverently.

"He was being an obnoxious git and, apparently, I hadn't hexed him hard enough during our duel."

"So it was on purpose!" George exclaimed.

"Why do you think I actually accepted to help him? Another opportunity far too good to pass."

"Wicked!" The twins murmured.

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