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Harry Potter Promise NR.8

Date: 5/19/2017, Categories: Fiction, Fan fiction, Author: zimbi, Rating: 91.7, Source: sexstories.com

Family Magic was strong. Those charms he and Harry had used were powerful. "So why ask you to teach him?" Snape shook his head exasperatedly. "I think he sees it as another test, another way of gaining control over the boy. Either that or he's hoping I'll wear him down or something; it's not any secret that I can't stand the boy. But I'm seeing fewer and fewer reasons to go along with his plans." Sirius essentially smiled. "Good," he said. "Albus has a lot to answer for. The real question is, can we put aside all of our history to actually work together? Harry says you've been better over the last year, but he's also told me about his first three years of Potions. Did you really ask him questions about things he wouldn't learn for at least another two years in his first class?" Snape actually looked guilty, turning his gaze to the floor. "I spent so long hating James Potter, that I immediately transferred all of that to his son, before I had even met him. It wasn't right, and I know I should speak with him. I was so lost in my own pity party that I didn't see the signs." Sirius leaned forward slightly, confused. "What signs?" Snape looked up, focusing on the man in front of him. "How much like Lily he really is. And what was going on with his relatives." Sirius started. "You know?" His voice was quiet. Snape nodded. "Minerva told me, but when I think back to the last few years, I could see signs. I know how an abused child acts. I ought to, after my own childhood. But I was ... so set in my ways, unwilling to see the truth when it was staring me in the face, that I ignored it. Even if he weren't Lily's child, no one should have to deal with that." Sirius sighed, rubbing a hand across his face. "What are you hoping will happen today?" he asked curiously. Snape shrugged again. "Minerva suggested I speak with you. And she's right. Everything between us… it's in the past. Mistakes were made on both sides, and maybe there's too much between us to actually be friends, but I'm tired of being angry. I'm tired of holding onto the hate." Sirius raised an eyebrow. That was certainly unexpected. "For what it's worth, I am sorry. I never actually expected you to go to the Whomping Willow that night. Merlin, Snape, you never listened to me before, why that one time?" Snape shook his head. Truthfully, he really didn't know. "So…" he hedged. Sirius let out a chuckle. "We can't really start over, and yeah, I don't know if I'll ever actually like you, but… mutual nonaggression?" Snape snorted. "Sounds good," he agreed, holding out his hand. Sirius took it, shaking firmly. A knock at the door distracted them, and the Black Lord looked over, confused. Snape looked uncomfortable. "I did say I should speak with Potter. I asked him to come down here after his Quidditch practice was over. Enter," he called out. Sirius stepped aside and watched as his godson walked into the office, looking nervous but trying to hide it. "You wanted to see me, Professor?" he asked cautiously, ...