#there's a silver lining

[wellpresseddaisy]

There's a Silver Lining Through the Dark Clouds Shining pt 4

Because @sneverussape asked what would happen :)

“Well, there’s something you don’t see every day.” Tobias Snape commented mildly, catching sight of Severus on one of the beds. “All right, lad?”

Severus stared for a moment, taking in the sight of Tobias Snape in…in robes. He looked…he just looked big next to the headmaster, the clearly magical tailoring showing off his height and the breadth of his shoulders. Of course, Severus thought, he’d inherited his build from his mother. If he’d taken after his dad he wouldn’t need the steps to get things off most higher shelves.

“All right, Da.” Severus answered automatically.

“And that’s got to be the Potter boy. I’d recognize that nose anywhere.” Tobias continued as if blithely unaware of the sensation he caused.

Potter, of course, tried to look cross-eyed down at his nose. He possessed all the subtlety of that troll that almost finished him off last year.

“Handy, this is.” Tobias commented to the headmaster. “Now I don’t have to ask you to go hunting the lad down.”

Why would his father have anything to do with Potter?

“Or Russ, of course, as it seems he hasn’t read his post or a newspaper in the last four months.”

Would the infuriating man actually explain anything?

“Your gran’s gone and upset all the, er, blood purists, are they?”

“How, Da?” Oh, this would not be good.

It might, however, be hugely entertaining. And it certainly wouldn’t be dull, so there was that.

“Well, it seems that if one of those old families is dying out, then the magic might find the best family member without magic and…elevate them to head of the family. That’s what I could make of the explanation they gave your gran, in any case.”

“Nan’s…” Severus blinked.

“Head of the Fairchild family now. And, er, she’s got quite a bit of magic. Certainly took her by surprise, but the family wand works for her.”

Severus thought furiously for a moment. The Fairchilds were a rather reclusive family, rumored to have produced Squibs in the last few generations. Nan had that tea set from her own Mam with the crest on it.

Nan…she wouldn’t have to be an OAP, hoping she’d have enough for the electric meter and meals and neither would Da. They’d be taken care of. And…and they’d live longer now, in the magical world. He wouldn’t lose them, not yet. Not soon. Severus just breathed for a moment, trying to take all of it in.

“It’s a bit…”

“Oh lad, I know. It’s been in all the papers. Your lot don’t half get themselves worked up. Mam’s having the time of her life.”

He bit his lip to keep from smiling at that. What would Lucius Malfoy look like if he heard Tobias Snape criticizing the magical world? And oh how he wanted to see Nan in society. For some reason, he had the inescapable feeling she’d be like Mame Dennis in that one film Lily loved.

A vague memory of an out of the way cinema and Lily’s ‘Come on, Sev! Mum said it was funny!’ tickled at the edges of his consciousness.

“And you required Potter for…” he trailed off, hoping his Da would fill in the blank.

“Well, that’s been a right undertaking that has. Ten years I’ve been looking for the boy, since the obituary. I asked you once, but you had no idea where he’d gone.”

That answered precisely zero questions. Potter, as usual, stared gormlessly. Although…something niggled at the back of his mind. Some reason Potter wouldn’t ask questions. He didn’t know where Potter lived, but something bothered him about that.

“Lucky he’s here though. I’ll be taking both of them for the week at least.” Tobias turned to the headmaster.

“I cannot give Mr. Potter into a stranger’s custody, Mr. Snape.” Dumbledore spoke tartly, as if they’d had this argument before. “His aunt is his custodial guardian and he must remain with his family.”

“Well, that does put us in a pickle as I’m his testamentary guardian. Mrs. Dursley isn’t the one his parents chose and she acknowledged that sweet as you please this morning.” Tobias somehow seemed to grow larger in his irritation. “Lily Potter came to see me after her mam’s funeral and asked me if I would take the boy in if the worst happened. I agreed. She had everything done proper, by a solicitor who knew both worlds, and filed where it should have been filed. I’ve no idea how he was kidnapped and hidden, but he was. I have everything with me, certified by your own Ministry.”

Potter went chalk white at that little speech. Severus, spurred by some instinct he didn’t quite understand, moved to shove Potter’s head between his knees.

“Breathe,” he ordered. What the bloody hell? What had Lily been up to? Where had Da learned how to do that? Walk in like he owned the place and throw around orders.

Actually, Da probably learned that between growing up in the theater and the war. No one made an entrance like Nan. He’d just…forgotten for a bit.

Dumbledore looked like he’d got an extra-sour lemon drop as he looked through the papers Da handed over.

“So, if you could have Mr. Potter’s and Russ’ things packed and ready in an hour, I’ll be taking them with me.” The dismissal in his voice would have been clear even to Potter, Severus thought. “Thank you so much for your assistance, Headmaster. Now, has that hand been healed?”

Potter struggled upright and stared at his still-bruised hand. “Er, no, sir.”

“Madam…Pomfrey, is it? Could you?” Tobias smiled a charming smile as Madam Pomfrey flushed and got to work.

Dumbledore swept out of the hospital wing in high dudgeon.

(It was, Severus thought, an excellent strop and quite wasted on the current audience. Nan would have approved.)

Mam always said Da had a way about him that just drew one in. Well he could stop drawing in the school mediwitch. Severus watched as Pomfrey quickly healed Potter’s hand.

“It would, of course, be best to vanish and regrow the bones, but this will do. There’s some old damage that needs to be cleared up or Mr. Potter will have problems later on in life. I shouldn’t wonder if he has trouble writing due to poorly healed prior injuries.”

Madam Pomfrey, Severus remembered, never let an opportunity pass her by.

“If you have any instructions or suggestions, Madam, my mother and I will be pleased to see him properly healthy.” There went that charming smile again. “We can discuss it when I bring the lad back.”

Severus really had tried to make peace with his own inherited looks, but when Da went all charming he couldn’t help but feel put out. If he tried smiling like that he’d look like a deranged badger.

His destiny lay in brooding silence, he supposed.

“Did my mum really…” Potter trailed off, hunching his shoulders and staring at his knees.

“Yes, lad. I don’t suppose your Aunt Petunia ever told you about where she grew up?”

Severus startled when Da sat next to him on the bed. He felt like he should be…bigger next to his father.

“No sir.” Potter answered quietly.

“I didn’t think she had. I took her a bit by surprise, I reckon. Why don’t you have a look at what your mam left with me. She left a letter.” He held the sheaf of papers out to Potter.

Severus watched Potter take them and stare down at them. Who would have left him with Petunia? It made Potter make sense, though. Something from being an adult told him that. Petunia never liked questions or what the neighbors might say. Magical children were a sure way to get the neighbors talking.

“She really did want me with you. I wasn’t meant to be with my aunt at all.” Potter looked up, anguished. “I…how…”

“I reckon you’re a bit shaken. You’ll come home with us for the week and we’ll…we’ll sort something out.”

“But he hates me!” Potter bounced up off the bed to point dramatically.

“Do I? Or should that be did I?” Severus asked. “I’m not quite sure how any of this really works. I don’t think I hate you now. It’s more like resigned exasperation? As if I just know you’re going to do the most ridiculous thing possible in any situation.”

Da looked like he wanted very much to laugh. Severus recognized the crinkling around his eyes.

“Don’t tease, Russ. We’ll work that out at home, lads. Your things ought to be ready by now and it’s a long trip back. Is there anyone you’d like to tell what’s happened?”

Potter’s eyes went comically wide. “Ron and Hermione! They’ve got to know!”

“We’ll go and tell them, then, before we’re off home. Come along.”

Da stood and Severus found himself following in his wake with Potter. He’d forgotten how big Da always seemed to him. He must seem enormous to Potter, who stood head and shoulders shorter than he did.

At least Nan would be at whatever home they went to. Severus hoped she had an idea of what to do. He hadn’t any.

[crossed-out-name]

Denise is collecting medals of every colour.

[chloesimaginationthings]

You know Henry’s final speech went hard in FNAF

[siggiedraws]

illustrated the last scene of the official Sonic & Silver wallpaper cover story - translated by @acquascans!

[omercifulheaves]

police to formally adopt ED-209.

[hinamie]

alongside someone like you

[suntails]

new plushie just dropped

[sunberies]

Smidge was the first in the Snack Pack to find out about the Broppy egg(and in turn Poppy and Branch) background, Branch had been hanging out with Poppy at her pod the night before this situation, but as he was going to leave, it started raining(rain is the antagonist in this story apparently) Poppy convinces him to have a SLEEPOVER!!! He thinks it’s a terrible idea but he doesn’t really have a choice, like hell he was going to go out into the rain with a damn egg on his head. Smidge comes over the next morning since her and Poppy have a list of things to do, and she sees the two of them asleep in the bed. girly jumps straight on top of them and wakes them up demanding answers and nearly rips Branch’s head off…..

to be continued i am so very slow at drawing HELP HELP MEEEE

[goatanarchy]

Silver Lining

--- Finally finished a tarot for Duncan. I didn't have any proper cards in mind but probably could be a King of Swords. :D

[hugecarls]

my friends gave me sum doodle ideas using expression memes for the creeps + mh chars so here they are :-3 links to the templates r at the bottom

template 1 template 2 template 3

[idontwikeit]

No, no, no… you've got it all wrong… you can't act death. The fact of it is nothing to do with seeing it happen - it's not gasps and blood and falling about - that isn't what makes it death. It's just a man failing to reappear, that's all - now you see him, now you don't that's the only thing that's real: here one minute and gone the next and never coming back - an exit, unobtrusive and unannounced, a disappearance gathering weight as it goes on, until, finally, it is heavy with death.

-Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead

for @annevbonny

[orionshounds]

he is so fascinating to me

[chloesimaginationthings]

Michael learns of Henry and William’s FNAF lore..

[futuristichedge]

Somethings wrong

[canisalbus]

✦ Mom ✦

[lunapegasus]

Does the biolizard count?