#kid!harry

-@severussnape-prince

Hey anon, @severussnape-prince ! Thank you so much, I'm so glad you liked the Sev, Minnie, & Teddy drabble; I put a link on here, so anyone else can check it out if they wanted (: Also, here’s my prompt-list to check out!

Of course, we love a vulnerable Severus Snape! I'd love to write this!! I found a song that I thought could go well with this... It’s sad, be warned. Hope it lives up to what you were thinking:

My Love and Care~ kid!harry & guardian!severus

Severus Snape Master List

Warning: ANGST, sad sad sad, but happy ending, broken Severus

460 words

Prompt #4. “Hey, Hey. Are you alright? Hey, everything’s going to to be okay. Here, Come here.”

Enjoy (:

Finding Lily dead on that fateful night in 81 broke Severus.

And as soon as there were discussions of where her boy, Harry, was to go, Severus immediately insisted that he take care of Harry.

Especially when he heard Albus’ idiotic plan of giving him to her muggle sister and their wizardry hating family.

Luckily, Minnie also backed up Severus and convinced Albus of letting Severus take the boy.

So, a few years went by... And Severus could fully say that he was not prepared for what raising a child would be like.

At every turn, the kid surprised him with another stunt. It was exhausting. But it was worth it.

It was worth it to see Lilly in Harry’s eyes every time he looked at the boy. And quickly, he found himself caring about Harry deeply, something he never thought he could do.

Love and care. And have someone love and care about him. 

But one fateful day, Severus was reading in his chair while a 4 year old Harry Potter was climbing around Spinners End. 

“Get down from there.” Severus monotonously yet sternly told Harry as he tried to climb one of the many bookshelves in the room. 

But Harry didn’t listen. He continued to try and jungle-gym climb his way up the shelves.

Suddenly, Severus heard a thud. And then a ruckus of thuds and clatters. He immediately jumped up from his seat to see what the hell was going on. 

Severus gasped and immediately jumped into action, as he saw a fallen bookshelf with books scattered everywhere.

He quickly muttered a spell to stand the bookshelf back up, as he looked everywhere for the little boy.

His heart was pounding. He was mad. Furious that Harry hadn’t listened.

But then he saw the boy.

Harry was in the fetal position, surrounded by books, crying lightly; and all anger Severus held dissipated in an instant.

All he now cared about was that Harry was alright.

He rushed over to Harry, and took him into his arms.

Severus cradled a sobbing Harry while comfortingly whispering, “Hey, Hey. Are you alright? Hey, everything’s going to to be okay. Here, Come here.”

And as he did this, Harry looked at Severus.

He could see Lily. He could practically touch her through his eyes.

Severus was snapped back into reality by Harry tightly grabbing a hold of him muttering, “Please, don’t go. I’m so sorry”.

This broke Severus. 

“Hey, I’ll never leave you.” He sternly said, as they both sat in each others embrace, surrounded by books.

As Harry sobbed into Severus’ neck, a single tear rolled down Severus’ cheek.

MASTERLIST

Pairing: Sirius Black x Reader

Summary: Harry suffers from nightmares about his mum and dad's deaths. Luckily you and Sirius are there for him. But Sirius feels like a failure like he's not good enough. You and Harry prove him wrong.

Tags: Lily’s Sister!Reader, Harry’s Aunt!Reader, Swearing, Fluff, Nightmares/Bad dreams, Kid!Harry/Young!Harry, Godfather!Sirius, Sirius Raises Harry, Sirius Never Went to Azkaban, Oneshot, Pre-Hogwarts, Canon Divergence, AU

Taglist: @chewymoustachio

A/N: In this fic, I pictured Harry around 5 years old. Also if you want to be added to any of my tag lists please let me know! I hope you guys enjoy this one!

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“Sirius,” you murmur as you gently try to shake your husband awake. He was having another nightmare, something you were sure everyone suffered from since the days of Voldemort. Though for Sirius and you, it was from the night your older sister, Lily and her husband, James died. James and Sirius were as close as brothers, and James’s death destroyed Sirius just as much as Lily’s had destroyed you. There was a light though, Harry, your nephew, and godson. Harry was yours and Sirius’s everything.

“What?” Sirius asked as he awoke with a start, quickly grabbing his wand and looking around the room.

“You were having a nightmare babe,” you answer calmly as you place your hand on his shoulder soothingly. He relaxes and puts his wand back on his nightstand before settling against his pillow.

“C’mere,” he whispers sleepily as he pats his chest. You comply with a small smile, loving how he always wanted to cuddle with you after his nightmares.

“I love you,” he murmurs, placing a soft kiss on your forehead.

“Love you too baby,” you reply snuggling into his side. Your blissful state is interrupted by a bone-chilling scream. Harry. 

You and Sirius are up and out of bed, wands at the ready and are running to Harry’s room within seconds. Sirius steps ahead of you and throws open the door. You both examine the room for intruders and when you find none you rush to Harry’s side. He’s awake but he’s still panting and he’s all sweaty.

“Sweetheart, what happened? Are you ok?” You ask, sitting down beside him and tug him onto your lap.

“I saw it again. I saw mom and dad and-and him.” Harry mutters, breathless.

“Oh baby,” you gasp wrapping your arms around his small, shaking body. Sirius soon joins the two of you on the bed and envelopes both you and Harry in his warm, soothing embrace.

“I’m sowy,” Harry whispers, his lisp more prevalent due to his distressed state.

“You have nothing to be sorry about buddy,” Sirius replies before pressing a soft kiss on the top of Harry’s head.

“But I woke you up,” Harry argues.

“No, buddy, we were already awake. Harry, I have bad dreams too. It’s ok, I’m just lucky that I have Y/n/n to help me through it. Why don’t you come and sleep with us tonight?” Sirius suggests.

“Yeah, we can help chase away the bad dreams,” you say, tickling Harry’s tummy, making him giggle.

“Okay,” Harry agrees with a small smile.

“Good,” Sirius replies, bopping Harry’s nose with his finger. Sirius stands and picks Harry up, cradling him in his arms.

“Blankie? Prongs?” Harry asks you and you comply grabbing his baby blankie and his stuffed stag, Prongs. 

Sirius carries Harry back to your bedroom and sets him down on the bed, before settling in next to him. You sit down beside Harry and help him get all tucked in with his blankie and Prongs when your sure Harry’s all settled you lay down next him.

“Are you sure s’okay?” Harry mutters anxiously.

“Of course baby. Any time you need to you can cuddle with us. We will always be here for you Harry.” You promise, wrapping your arms around his little body.

“Y/n’s right buddy. We’re always gonna be here for you. Whenever you need us just tell us and we’ll be there. We love you, Harry,” Sirius says, cuddling Harry on the other side.

“I love you too Padfoot and Y/n/n,” Harry whispers. Harry’s eyes are beginning to droop but you can see him trying, unsuccessfully, to fight it. 

“Go to sleep sweetheart, we’ll be here when you wake up,” you assure him. You start to rub gentle, soothing circles on his back to help him relax. He’s out like a light a couple of minutes later.

“Poor kid,” Sirius mumbles, his jaw clenching tightly. Sirius sits up and you follow suit, being careful not to jostle Harry.

“I know,” you agree. Harry dreamt about his parents’ murders often, too often. No child should ever have to dream about things like that.

“Goddammit,” Sirius croaked. His hands curling into fists.

“What?”

“I should be able to fucking fix this. James and Lily trusted me. And I can’t even stop Harry’s fucking nightmares. How the hell can I protect him from fucking Voldemort.” Sirius hisses, his hands gripping his hair so tightly his knuckles go white.

“Sirius, you can’t control this. But you help him. Every night he’s had a nightmare we’ve been there. Harry knows he’s not alone, we will never leave him alone. We may not be able to stop it but we can help him, we can make it better.” 

“James would know how to stop it. I’m not him, I’m not good enough, I’ll never be good enough. Harry deserves better than me.” Sirius fumed.

“Sirius, stop. James trusted you, James knew you better than you know yourself. He knew you could do this. You’re doing your best-”

“And it’s not good enough!” He exclaims, anger overcoming him. Harry stirs but neither of you notice.

“Yes, it is. Harry loves you, James and Lily loved you. They knew you would do a wonderful job and you are. No one expects you to be perfect, you can’t control everything. But you can make sure our little boy knows he’s loved and help him through his struggles.” 

“I love you Padfoot,” a little voice whispered. Both you and Sirius look down to see Harry’s big green eyes looking back at you.

“Harry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you-” Sirius starts but Harry quickly cuts him off.

“It’s ok. You are good enough you know.” Harry assures him.

“You weren’t supposed to hear that,” Sirius mutters, rubbing the back of his neck.

“It’s ok, it’s a good thing I did. You don’t know how awesome you are. I’m so happy I have you Padfoot.” Harry confesses, sitting up to give Sirius a hug.

“I’m happy I have you too buddy,” Sirius replied, his eyes going glossy.

“Now that we have that sorted, bedtime!” You announced causing both Sirius and Harry to groan.

@harrydresdenwizardforhire ((sorry I may have gone a bit overboard on this opener. kid!Harry FC demitri vardoulias))

Strange stuff continued to happen with me. Another set of foster parents decided they didn’t want me. All of their nice things started breaking and they stated they couldn’t afford to replace them. Considering how frequently it happened and when it started they decided to blame me.

If there were any arguments I could make about it they were squashed by this being the third couple who tried to take me in. They were actually nice too. Nicer than all the others so far, but I couldn’t really blame them. Everyone around me got hurt. My mother died giving birth to me, my father just dropped dead one day, and all of these other forms of bad luck continued to pile up. 

Didn’t want to be there. The same smelly mattress and old clothes that didn’t really fit. The people at the orphanage said I’d be tall like my dad. Even at eight I stood taller than even the girls. With how big I’d get, and how old I was, I wasn’t exactly popular in the adoption category. I wasn’t a cute baby. I wasn’t a little toddler learning to walk. I was a tall nerdy kid who read comic books and novels.

That very evening, I sat by the window with a candle, squatted into the little desk me and three other boys shared in the room. I almost never got to use it because the other three boys were older and claimed they needed it more for their homework. Don’t know why they even bothered, they were all idiots. I flipped another page of the Hobbit and smiled. My favorite part would be soon, the riddle game with Gollum. 

Maybe Harry is sneaking out to a party/friend's house wearing a skirt, and Severus catches him on the way out. Harry is mortified, and Severus immediately thinks that someone is forcing Harry to wear it so he's fiercely protective. After a very embarrassed Harry explains that no one is forcing him, a very awkward Severus just pats him on the head, tells him to be safe/no alcohol/return by curfew. After Harry leaves, Severus wonders how he could have ever thought that raising teenage!Harry would be easier than raising kid!Harry.

My apologies if that was too detailed 😅 You don't have to stick to all the details; feel free to deviate or just use it as a general guide.

Thank you!!

@severussnape-prince

Heyyy anon, @severussnape-prince! Of course! I’m so glad you enjoyed My Love and Care! This sounds intriguing and fun (; Hope you like it! Plot changes ahead, obviously... But, here’s Severus catching teenage Harry sneaking out and wearing a skirt:

First Time for Everything~ teenager!harry & guardian!severus

Warnings: just fluff really, and lots of awkwardness, mentions of clubs, implied illegal clubbing

Mommy…Master List

Severus Snape Master List

521 words

Prompt List

#37 “What are you wearing...?”  

& #7 “I didn’t know you were into that...”

Enjoy (:

It was the summer before Harry’s sixth year, and his birthday was coming up. Fred and George had decided that they would take him “clubbing” as they called it, basically a muggle party location for nights. 

But he couldn’t tell Severus. This was essential. He would flip out. 

So, late on Harry’s birthday, when he had said good night to Severus, he quickly got dressed. He had recently found a bloody awesome black, fake leather long skirt, which he thought he could wear. It was a muggle club, who would care? 

He put on his outfit and was grabbing his wand to then sneak out the window, when Severus came in to check in on him. Harry froze in place. 

Oh fuck.  

Severus was just as stunned as Harry was. But not for the same reason as Harry...

“What are you wearing...?” Severus warily questioned, deeply concerned that someone had forced him to as some sort of prank or something... Harry didn’t say anything, he just blushed in embarrassment and fear of what Severus would do about his sneaking out. Harry’s silence seemed to validate Severus’ concerning assumptions... 

“Who is forcing you to wear that?” Severus protectively demanded, pointing to the skirt. He looked furious. He was furious. He was furious that someone would make Harry, his kid, wear a skirt. 

Harry was shook. That’s what he cared about...? “Um...” Harry couldn’t anything substantial out, he was too stunned from almost being caught and for what Severus had just said.

Again, Serverus took Harry’s silence as an acknowledgement of his fears. “I swear to god, Harry, I will have some harsh words with whomever is making you dress up like that...” Severus continued in a furiously protected manner.

Harry was desperately trying to explain, without getting into too much trouble for what he was actually trying to do... “No! No one!” Harry blurted out.

Severus’ face screwed up in confusion. Harry continued in embarrassment, “I found it the other day at a muggle shop and I’d thought I’d try it...”. 

Now it was Severus’ turn to be stunned and completely embarrassed. His face turned beet red from his mistaken assumption and guilt about it. For a minute, they just stood there in silence.

Harry hesitantly continued, “The Weasley’s invited me to celebrate my birthday... Is it alright if I go...?”

With that, Severus snapped back to reality. “Oh, Of course! Uh... be safe.” he awkwardly patted Harry’s head. 

Harry’s flushed with red embarrassment yet again from the awkward gesture, but he knew that Severus meant it well.

As Harry got his stuff together and was preparing to leave, Severus just kinda stood there trying to process what had just happened. Before Harry left, Severus looked at him with seemingly genuine curiosity, “I didn’t know you were into that...?”

Harry just shrugged, “Yea.”, as he walked out the door, leaving poor Severus still pretty stunned from what had just happened.

How had he grown up so fast? And why the hell did he expect parenting a teenager to be easier than a child??

Prompt: So can I ask for a story? My prompt is, Liam kinda quits his job to take care of the kids. So Zayn only works and goes back home to play with the kids, eats and sleeps. Sometimes they do “stuff” if u don’t write smut absolutely fine! :) but like mentioned. And Liam wakes up exhausted. And Zayns in work and Liam has to clean and take care of the kids and it’s too much and he kinda collapses. The kids call Zayn. N yeah I like this kind of stories.

  Okay so I don’t write smut, but the rest I can do. :) Hope you enjoy.

  Zayn: 27- January 12th 1985 D.O.B

Liam: 25- August 29th 1987 D.O.B

Louis: 7- December 24th 2005 D.O.B

Harry: 5- February 1st 2008 D.O.B

Niall: 1- September 13th 2011 D.O.B

Tayla: 0- March 8th 2013 D.O.B

  Date: April 6th 2013

  Life in the Mayne household was hectic, nothing less than expected when one had five children under the age of 10. The house was almost never clean, from little hand prints made by their one and a half year old or mud tracks from their 7 year old running through the house after playing Football outside, but that was their life, and honestly Liam and Zayn would never change it for the world.

  There was almost a silent agreement made between Liam and Zayn that Liam would be the ‘Mother’ like figure of the household, seeing as it was already basically in Liam’s personality to keep things in order. If you couldn’t find Liam cleaning the home, he would be cleaning the scrapes off Harry’s knees or feeding Tayla a bottle, or just generally doing anything a normal house wife would do.

  It all happened when Tayla was almost a month old.

  2:02am:

  Liam woke up to the familiar screaming of his daughter, her screams piercing the air and making Liam wince, wishing he could just fall back into the comfort of his bed. How could something so small and delicate make such loud noises was the thought prancing around the front of his mind as he quickly scattered down the hallways, praying to god that the other children wouldn’t wake up again, much like the night before.

  “Hey baby,” Liam cooed once he reached his daughter, effectively making the screams and cries settle, if only for a couple of seconds. Silently singing under his breath he picked up Tayla and brought her into the kitchen to feed her the bottle he had prepared moments before. “Your brothers were never this demanding,” he giggled half-heartedly as she quickly gulped down the warm milk.

  Her big brown eyes glanced up at her father as he curled her blonde hair around his fingers, before gradually fluttering her eyes closed and once again before she fell into a deep slumber, “But I love you, and that’s all that matters.”

The next morning:

  The birds chirped as the sun peeked through the once still blinds, the window that was always left open in the spring bringing forth the morning air as the sunshine settled on the two men’s fallen eyes. Zayn groaned before he nuzzled his face into his husband’s soft hair, deciding that 5 more minutes couldn’t hurt even if he’d be late to work.

  “Zayn,” Liam mumbled annoyed by his husband’s shenanigans on the day in which they really could not afford it. “Zayn Malik, I swear to god if you’re late to work again and you get fired I’m kicking your sorry arse onto the street. You hear me?!” muttered Liam, grumpy from the lack of sleep he had been experiencing and their rough night before.

  Zayn laughed before he leaned up and glanced at his half asleep husband, eyes resting on the long eyelashes that where placed upon Liam’s soft baby like cheeks, and gosh was Zayn ever hornier. “Baby,” he whispered, head making its way to nibble on his ear lobe, “Want to go for another round?”

  Liam sat up suddenly, before wincing at the pain in his lower region, “Hate you so much Zayn,” he mumbled under his breath before he made his way into the shower, shaking his hips along the way. “You’re never going to let me get any sleep are you?” and that’s all it took for Zayn to leap out of his bed, shedding his clothes as he made his way into the bathroom.

  3:45pm:

  Liam was peacefully sitting at the table feeding his 1 year old son when it happened. It was no surprise really, it should have been seen coming, with the constant waking up in the middle of the nights and looking after 4 children under the age of 10 whilst his husband was at work, well it’s surprising it didn’t happen sooner.

  Niall was sat in his high chair, happily munching on the small cut up pieces of banana his Daddy was feeding him when the two trouble makers ran in. Fresh off the bus and the school day finished, Louis and Harry sprinted into the dining room to tell their Daddy what happened that day.

  “And Daddy, guess what!! Ed came up to Mrs Hill and put some of his mayonnaise in her hair and she scream and it was-

  “Eleanor told me that she wanted to kiss me but girls are icky except for Tayla of course but she’s just a baby so she doesn’t having cooties yet and and and,”

  “She screamed really really loud and we had to cover our ears ‘cause she don’t like mayonnaise and it was really funny Daddy, who hads to be there ya know,”

  “And then, Eleanor started cryin’ but that’s okay because she is just a girl anyway,”

  “Louwie, Hawzzy, Hi, Niall eating Nanana,”

  The boys continued to shout as they chased each other around the table, not only annoying their father who was beginning to gain a headache, but also making an disputing amount of noise.

  “Boys, please stop running around everywhere and be quiet before you manage to wake up your sister…” but it was too late, the familiar sounds of his daughter screaming pierced through the baby monitor as it crackled to life. It was all too much for Liam to handle, and as the world began to spin he took one look at his oldest son and muttered, “Call Papa,” before he welcomed the darkness and his head hit the tiled floor.