Title: Blind Fate 2/2
Warnings: Child Abuse, Violence, AU, Pre Hogwarts, Severus adopts Harry, Sevitus ???, OOC-ness, Blind Harry
Disclaimer: Nope, doesn’t belong to me. I only play with them a bit.
Summary: Severus goes home for the winter break and makes a terrible discovery outside his home. Muggles abandoned a small child to die in the snow. He is badly beaten and blind. He takes him in and heals him, not thinking that he would get to care deeply for the hurt and abused child.
This is only part of the Plot Bunny, I’m lacking how Severus came to have little Kaylen under his care, as soon as I finish typing that part I’ll add it.
“Good morning Headmaster,” he replied formally. He guided Kaylen to one of the chairs in front of the desk. The boy sat there stock still and tense. Severus had noticed the boy got very nervous around people. He gently squeezed his shoulders in a reassuring gesture and felt him relax a little, before he took the chair besides the boy and moved it a bit closer.
“And who might this young man be?” The old Headmaster asked in a gentle voice, tinged with more than mild curiosity. He found it strange that the child was not looking around as most children would.
“He is Kaylen, Albus. Kaylen meet Hogwarts’s Headmaster, Professor Albus Dumbledore,” Severus introduced the boy.
“Nice to meet you Kaylen,” Albus said extending his hand to the boy in greeting. He was surprised when Severus guided the boy’s hand to the correct position, as he explained.
“He is blind.”
“Pleased to meet you Sir,” Kaylen said politely as soon as he held the old wizard’s hand. By the sound of his voice he could place him and tilted his head in his direction. He then sent his magic, now a conscious effort, to ‘feel’ this new person.
“The pleasure is mine Kaylen. You are a powerful young wizard my boy. Very few adult wizards can do what you just did.” The child intrigued him, and even more when a panicked look crossed his face at his words. He was also quite curious about how had Severus ended with a small blind boy.
“So… sorry, I… didn’t… I… didn’t know I… I… I shouldn’t… I…” he stammered terrified that he would be punished. He made himself as small as he could on the chair.
Kaylen felt Mr. Snape’s hand mess his hair in a reassuring gesture at the time he was lifted from his chair and onto his protector’s lap. He relaxed a bit, feeling safe when the other arm held him close, though he was still ready to cover himself in case the other wizard hit him. In his experience, doing something he should not was always followed by harsh words and something painful like slaps, spanking, or shoves that left him on the floor or down the stairs. To say that Albus Dumbledore was shocked speechless by both the child’s reaction and his Potions Master’s was an understatement. Not even in his wildest dreams, and he had quite a few, would he have believed Severus would act like that; so… protective and… paternal. He also got an inkling of what had caused the child’s frightened reaction.
“It’s alright my boy, don’t be afraid, you did nothing wrong,” Albus reassured the child in his gentlest voice. “Not many would have noticed your probe. You’re very subtle, and I really don’t mind. I believe this is an even better way of knowing who the person you’re meeting really is, than just seeing their faces. Now let’s continue the introductions and perhaps later Severus can bring you to my office for tea and cakes, would you like that?” The child hesitated and at a gentle squeeze from Snape he nodded his head shyly.
“I suspect you’re curious,” Severus stated shifting Kaylen slightly to a more comfortable position.
The boy rested his head on the Potions Master’s shoulder. He felt very comfortable with Mr. Snape after knowing him only three weeks. His words were sometimes sarcastic or harsh, but he never failed to offer comfort when he needed it, be it a hand on a shoulder or a hug. Kaylen had no recollection of ever being treated in such way before, so he was going to miss that dearly when Mr. Snape decided to send him away. He decided almost from the start to accept it and enjoy it while it lasted.
Settled comfortably on Mr. Snape’s lap and feeling safe, Kaylen opened his novel about dragons. With a flick of his fingers, and soft muttered words, the small boy had the book reading to him from the last page he heard the night before. The spell he used created a silencing charm around him so that he was the only one to hear the book’s voice. It also allowed privacy to the adults because he would not hear their conversation. Albus watched surprised at the display of wandless magic he had just seen. To the best of his knowledge no small child should be able to do something like that.
“I certainly am, my boy. I never thought I’ll ever see you with a child; he really looks a lot like you. Who’s the mother?”
“Kaylen is not my son Albus, nor are we related as far as I know; although you’re not the first one to comment on how much we look alike.”
“Indeed he does my boy, his facial structure is very similar to your own and most Snapes. Especially because of the long hair, and those eyebrows; now if his eyes are black as yours… well…” The old Headmaster really thought it was strange that they were so uncannily alike. “Perhaps there was a… little indiscretion that you might not recall…”
“That’s none of your concern Albus,” he huffed indignant; although he had quite a few one night stands with both witches and muggle women when he was younger. All consensual since he refused to participate in rapes when he was a Death Eater; the Dark Lord had not cared what they did for sport as long as those captured ended dead. “And his eyes aren’t black. In fact they are an uncommon shade of emerald green.”
“Then why cover them with those odd black eye glasses?”
“I found out most people get uncomfortable looking at Kaylen’s eyes. They… stare right through you.” Severus explained. “And muggles identify him as a blind person easily when he wears them as most blind wear similar things.”
“Ah yes, you had to deal with some issues at the muggle village in your lands. So how come you have him?” He inquired and saw his young colleague’s face harden in ill concealed fury.
‘Now that’s unusual, Severus doesn’t display that much emotion often,’ he thought puzzled. The younger wizard breathed deeply to calm himself and sighed before responding.
“He was literally dumped on my property by a couple of muggles that drove by. The villagers can see the Mansion’s gates, of course, but all other muggles only see the wooded area,” Severus explained as Dumbledore had never visited the Mansion. “He was half dead, someone had beaten him badly. Those… beasts left the boy and his snake, an extremely rare and venomous magical snake that decided to bond with him, to die from exposure.”
After saying that, he proceeded to recount all of what he knew not only of the child’s history, but what he had learned about the way he used his magic. Severus told him how they spent his three week holiday, and how he and Kaylen began to get along. How he had worked hard to gain the boy’s trust and how pleased he had been to find that the child was very smart and craved the knowledge his relatives had denied him for so long. He also spoke to his old mentor of the books he was reading about the blind, and what he had started teaching the small boy about the Wizarding World and magic.
The potions Master believed the way Kaylen used his magic was unique. Not because no one else could do it, but because no one else appeared to have tried it before. He certainly had not found any reference so far. The boy had been forced to compensate for the loss of one of his senses at a young age. That the magic had responded like a sixth or seventh sense was quite intriguing. Severus wanted to learn more about it. He had already begun to use his magic to probe Kaylen, the same way the boy did. It had the added benefit of alerting the child of his presence, so he would not frighten him. Kaylen was still skittish about being touched without being forewarned.
“Poor child! So young and he’s already had such a hard life,” Albus exclaimed in a mixture of sadness and indignation. He had lived long enough to know things like that happened often enough, still, it angered him. “From what you tell me I gather you plan on keeping him for sometime,”
“To tell you the truth Albus, I really haven’t thought beyond getting him healthy and helping him adapt to the magical world.” He trusted the old wizard to help him come to a decision about what to do with Kaylen.
“I think you already have decided my boy, you just haven’t paid close attention to your motives. You seem to have gotten very fond of him.”
“I… I have to admit it’s hard not to end liking the little urchin.” He allowed the hint of a smile to grace his face.
His hand absently stroked the boy’s unruly hair. Even that was much like Severus own. The Potions Master had to use special potions to make it manageable; unfortunately they left his usually glossy hair looking quite greasy. The gesture was not lost to the old headmaster and his blue eyes twinkled merrily. It seemed that Severus Snape, known among the student as the snarky ‘greasy git’ had found someone to thaw his heart.
“All the house-elves at the Manor adore him, as well as quite a few of my acquaintances at the village… Will there be too much trouble if he stays with me at Hogwarts?”
“Of course not Severus, it’s been long since there have been young children in the staff residence. I suspect you will be using the spare bedroom in your quarters?”
“Yes, my personal house-elf and kasha –one of the mansion’s house-elves that decided to take him under her wing- arrived yesterday to make sure everything would be ready for him.” As an after thought he added “Do you know of any spells or charms that will help me track Kaylen if he gets lost? He appeared a bit daunted about the sheer size of the castle.”
“I know a few… but they won’t be necessary. Hogwarts tells me he’s delighted that Kaylen responded to him; and he tells me you should not worry about your young charge as he’s quite willing to keep track of the boy and guide him around.”
“The castle spoke to Kaylen?” Severus gaped. He knew it spoke to both Albus and Minerva but no one else.
“Yes, don’t look so surprised my boy. Hogwarts loves to talk to humans and is quite the gossip.” His eyes twinkled merrily. The castle always kept him well informed of the goings on of the school. “He will speak to anyone that bothers to listen, and it’s a shame only few pay enough attention to hear him. Anyone can do it Severus, including you. If you drop a few of your mental barriers, he’ll keep you informed of Kaylen’s whereabouts. Why don’t you try it?” And the Potions Master did.
Severus was astonished that it was amazingly easy to listen to the castle, and he spared a second to wonder why he had never tried it before. He could catch more students on his patrol rounds if the school told him who and where they were. He could not help the slightly evil smirk that appeared on his face. Oh the fun he was going to have catching foolish Gryffindors on their night excursions not to mention the points he would deduct.
The timbre of Hogwarts mental voice surprised him; it was deep and projected warmth. He reassured the potions Professor that Kaylen would never get lost as long as he stayed within its boundaries, which were the wards the wards limits.