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"We will be there at five sharp." Severus reassured him and with that they exited the shop, the three wizards walking together towards the Leaky Cauldron chatting animatedly over Hogwarts. When they reached Florian Fortesque's their ways parted as the two younger wizards felt drown to the new triple chocolate surprise sundae advertised on the chalk board; of course they wouldn't be able to eat it there -for their cover's sake and all- but nothing stopped Harry from going in and buying two to go.
Harry had nearly chocked on his ice cream when Severus explained exactly who Nicholas Flamel was. He was at the moment staring at the potions master with a half crazed look, sporting that glint again.
"You could have said something!" The boy accused him.
"What exactly?" The potions master asked, clearly amused. He leaned back on the sofa, taking in the afternoon sun, glad he could lift the glamour now that they were away from the public eye. They were seated at the back porch of the castle -one of four actually- that allowed a great view of the grounds and the glistering lake in the distance, taking full advantage of the elevated ground on which the keep was built. And to think that he used to live at Spinner's end, knowingly ignoring this estate! He owed Harry quite a lot, he decided.
"I don't know!" The boy exclaimed. He was mortified; he had actually asked the only known creator of the Philosopher's Stone, the holly grail of all alchemists around the world, if he was an alchemist! "You could have dropped a hint or something!"
"I was quite shocked myself Harry." Severus stated with a smile. He opened his eyes and took in the panicking figure of the boy that was, for all intents and purposes, his son. "And I don't think he cared; you seem to have made quite an impression on the man. He did invite us for tea after all." The potions master reminded him.
"He did." Harry agreed, smiling now. "And he said he wants to show me how the Elemental Deriver works! Did you hear that Dad? Nicholas Flamel wants to show me how an alchemic instrument works!" Severus almost didn't comment on Harry's statement upon being called Dad once again.
"Why shouldn't he Harry?" The young professor finally asked with a smile. "By goblins' gold, the man has lived long enough to recognize talent when he sees it!" Harry blushed a new shade of crimson at the statement, making Severus roll his eyes fondly; the boy had no sense of self-worth.
"He did know who you are." Harry deadpanned; it was Severus's turn to blush, even if he tried to look unaffected by the praise.
"He's Dumbledore's friend so he must have picked it up from him." The potions master offered as Harry shook his head in exasperation. When would Severus stop selling himself short?
"Nonsense; you are the youngest potions master in centuries, he said so himself."
"Whatever." Severus dismissed Harry's statement with a wave. "The point is that we're invited to his home in an hour. I always wondered where he lived and I've been dying to see an alchemist's lab." The potions master admitted almost gleefully.
"You and I both!" The boy exclaimed with excitement before another wave of fright hit him. "But Sev!" He called in a small voice.
"What now?" Severus questioned with a smile.
"I know nothing of alchemy! What if I say something silly or…"
"Harry, calm down will you?" Severus said, chuckling at the fretting boy. "No matter how smart or talented you are," Harry snorted and Severus threw him and unimpressed look "you're only eight and alchemy is a rare branch of magic. There are very few true alchemists in the world and they keep the secrets of their trade; Nicholas won't expect you to know anything." The green eyed wizard relaxed visibly at the reassurance.
"I'm just excited is all."
"I hadn't noticed." Severus stated drily. Harry chuckled at the nonchalance of his tone and rubbed the back of his neck.
"I see your point."
"Now what do you say we eat something before we floo over?" The potions master asked pulling himself up from the couch he lay on. "Minnie said we have roast today." Harry jumped up too and walked towards the kitchen; Minnie's roast was legendary in his opinion and if the same didn't apply for the rest of the world, it should be.
"You won't find me saying no." Harry laughed at the amused potions master.
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