Chapter 4 - Prosapia
They both walked in compatible silence, arm in arm, much to Severus’
surprise. When they reached the apparition, point Severus went to apparate
when Harry stopped him. “Do you mind if I apparate us?” Severus
quirked an eyebrow. “I know you are more than able to do it yourself,
however the place I want us to go first, only a few people are allowed
entrance.” Severus nodded and reluctantly stepped into his husband’s
arms. He wondered where Harry was taking him but when the sensation of
apparition hit he thought no more about it.
When the world came back into focus Severus saw that he was in a room made
of stone; if he didn’t know any better he would have thought that they
had apparated into the school. “Where have you taken me?” He glared,
stepping back from his husband.
Harry smiled, making sure he still had a hold of Severus’ hand.
“Severus welcome to Gringotts apparition room.”
“Potter there is no way to apparate into Gringotts, the wards there are
stronger then Hogwarts!”
Harry’s smile got brighter, “You can if you’re me.” He said
cheekily. Before Severus could respond the large iron and oak door opened
and a smartly dressed goblin walked in, smiling as only a goblin could.
“Mr. Potter what a pleasure.” The creature then turned to glared at
“Mr. Smyth, I would like you to meet my husband Severus Snape.” The
goblin bowed. “A pleasure Mr. Snape.”
Harry put a hand on the small of Severus’ back and said, “He, of
course, will need to be added to this room’s wards.” The goblin
“Certainly. Mr. Snape if you would place your hand on the far wall.”
Severus nodded and turned. “It will take a minute; the wards are old.”
Severus inclined his head but did not turn. He placed his hand on the wall
and suddenly it felt as though he was being drawn into the past, a time
when things were slower and peace was the way of the world. He was then
released and placed back into the present.
When Severus turned around he saw that Harry was talking quietly to the
banker who was nodding solemnly. They stopped their conversation and drew
apart when he approached. Severus had a bad feeling. Harry smiled. “Now
that is done I think we need to head down to the Potter vault.” Mr.
Smyth gave a curt nod, spun on his heel and walked quickly out the door,
not taking the time to see if his customers were following him.
When they reached the sleds, Harry got in and pulled Severus to sit
between his legs, holding him tightly against him. Severus felt Harry’s
breath ghost over his ear as he said, “I love this part.” Severus
shivered, but before he could protest the closeness, they were off heading
downwards at a breakneck pace, the force of which pushed him closer to the
body behind him. They were heading further down then Severus had ever been
before. ‘How deep was the vault?’ Severus knew that the deeper the
vault the older and more secure it was. The Potter family was old but he
did not know it was that old.
When they finally came to a stop, it was in front of a large stonewall
that looked much like all the others they had passed. ‘Ok, where was the
door to the vault?’ Before Severus could say anything, Harry was already
out of the cart and pulling Severus out as well. The goblin held up a lamp
revealing a small crack in the wall. No, it wasn’t a crack; it was a
small round hole. Harry walked over to the impatient goblin and to
surprise Harry put his wand in the hole causing the wall to shake and
groan then shift to reveal a doorway. Harry pulled his wand out and
entered the vault leaving Severus to follow.
Severus gasped at the sight. The center of the room was piled high with
what looked to be a dragon’s treasure --gold and jewels glittering in
the torchlight. Harry walked past the impressive display as if it was
nothing. Severus snorted and followed. The walls were covered with shelves
displaying books, scrolls and other magical items he could not identify
without closer inspection. These items did not seem to interest Potter
either. ‘What was the boy after?’
Severus felt a tug on his sleeve. “Sir, I have been instructed to have
you sign this form regarding your accounts.” Severus stiffened. Potter
was of course entitled to all his savings as well as the pittance he was
paid for teaching. Severus sighed; taking the form, he began to read it.
~ The signers of this form agree to merge all assets; lands, accounts,
possessions of one Severus Potter-Snape ~ Severus’ heart sank. ~ and one
Harold Potter-Snape. ~ He couldn’t breath. “Potter.” He whispered
and started to move towards the man riffling through a trunk.
An insistent hand stopped him. “Sir, you must sign this.” Severus
absently signed the document and walked over to his husband.
Harry looked up when the shadow fell on him and smiled. “Do you know
what you have done?”
Harry stood chuckling. “I do believe you have asked me that before.”
Severus glared. “Yes, I know what has happened. With the signing of that
form you became an equal partner in this relationship. At least
“The name.” Severus was so astounded he could barely speak.
Harry’s smile got brighter. “I thought that it would be a good idea,
however, if you don’t agree…” Harry said offhandedly, but with a
“No! That is not what I meant and you know it Potter!”
Harry’s expression did not change. “I want to bear your name, and I
like the idea of you bearing mine.” He said with a shrug turning back to
the trunk. Severus just stared at him. ‘Did the boy not know what he had
done giving him his name? With one parchment, he not only made him an
equal, he had also made it practically impossible for anyone to slander
him without slandering The-Boy-Who-Lived as well. His past was now totally
off limits to all not wanting to incur the wrath of the greatest wizard in
the world. How could he not know?’ Severus just shook his head. His life
“Here it is.” Harry said triumphantly as he pulled a small velvet
pouch out of the trunk and emptied it contents into his hand. Severus
looked at what fell out.
“Yes, my family’s seals. I was thinking that our next stop should be
to a jeweler to get new ones made that represent our new family.
“Yes I do believe that is a good idea Potter.” Harry could hear the
pride in his voice as would any wizard or witch at the idea of starting a
new family line, especially one as powerful as theirs would be.
Severus then felt another tug on his sleeve. “Mr. Potter-Snape, your new
keys.” The sharply dressed goblin handed him a large ring of keys.
“I thought this was our vault?”
“Yes sir, these are for your joint spending accounts, your accounts in
other countries and also a few keys for your properties. Also sir, here is
an automatic withdrawal pouch that will only work to your magical
signature.” Severus took the keys and the pouch all the while glaring at
“How rich are you Potter?”
Harry smiled evilly. “I do believe Severus that the question should be
‘How rich are we?’” Severus was gob smacked.
As they walked out of the bank, Severus was still a bit out of it and was
absently playing with the ring of keys in his pocket. Then he noticed that
Harry was talking to him. “You said something.” Harry nodded, giving
him a bright smile.
“Yes, I was wondering if there was a special jeweler that you would like
to go to.”
Severus thought a moment. “The only jeweler that I know of is Jerkin and
Quartz. My mother always bought my brother and sister birthday presents
from there saying that they were the best in country.” Harry could see
by the look on his husband’s face that he never received that type of
birthday present. “She also said that they were expensive but worth
“Ok, let’s go there.” Harry said taking Severus’ arm and leading
him down the alley. Severus was glad for his long legs as Harry walked
Entering the store Harry gave a sigh of relief. He hoped that it would
take a while before the vultures would arrive.
A small round man stepped out of the back and greeted them warmly.
“Hello Sirs, how may I help you today?” Harry stepped forward and
dropped the seals on the counter.
“My husband and I were just married and in honor of that we would like
to have new seals made.” The man’s eyebrows went up.
“That is something that I haven’t done in a while. Not many are
willing to try to form their own line, none powerful enough anyway.”
Severus smirked. “You haven’t met my husband then.”
The jeweler looked at the young man in front of him skeptically. Harry
held out his hand. “Harry Potter-Snape, pleased to meet you Mr…”
The jeweler’s eyes went wide. “Jerkin…Jerkin. A pleasure Mr.
Potter-Snape. I am sorry about my earlier behavior but we get a lot of
people in here wanting to start their own lines and they don’t have
enough magic to fill a thimble. Just one moment and I will bring what’s
necessary.” He then disappeared into the back room, leaving Severus and
Harry to browse in his absence.
Something in a case caught Severus’ eye. A set of bond rings, platinum
if he wasn’t mistaken. Old and infused with a multitude of ancient
spells and protections. They were beautiful, with inlayed diamonds
encircled the rings.
Severus looked up when he heard the man emerge from the back. He was
carrying a small cauldron and a basket of herbs. He walked over to see
what the incompetent was going to make. He did not see Harry take his
place in front of the case.
Severus watched the man’s every move, twice catching him mid
catastrophe. Finally, when the man was done and the potion was brewed to
Severus’ specifications, he called Harry over. “You weren’t giving
the man a hard time were you Severus?” Harry chuckled at seeing Mr.
Jerkin’s sweaty and nervous expression. “Sorry about that Mr. Jerkin
but as a Potions Master my husband demands perfection.” The jeweler
nodded, smiling in what he hoped was a reassuring manner.
“I totally understand Mr. Potter-Snape. When it comes to my craft
perfection is also demanded.”
“However your craft won’t maim you if you place a stone in the wrong
setting.” Severus grumbled causing Harry to bite his cheek to keep from
The jeweler did not respond to the comment. “Now gentlemen would you
together please place one of your hands in the cauldron.” Both rolled up
their sleeves and Severus allowed Harry to hold his hand as they submerged
them into the vat of bubbling liquid. Then Mr. Jerkin slid the Potter
seals into the cauldron being careful not to splash his customers. The
thick liquid started to glow a bright gold and then settled.
The jeweler sighed. “Ok gentleman, you may remove your hands but
slowly.” He handed them both a towel then rolled up his sleeve reaching
in and pulling out the new seals, wrapping them in cloth before they could
see them. “I will take these into the back to finish them.” He said
before he disappeared again.
Severus was drawn back to the case where he saw the rings. He couldn’t
help himself. It was as they were calling to him. He then felt his hand
being clasped and a warm body settling beside him. “Beautiful, aren’t
they?” Severus could but nod.
“They must be very expensive, I can feel the power radiating off of
them.” Harry didn’t respond, he just started gently caressing the palm
of the hand he held with his thumb.
“Is there something I may help you with gentlemen?” They turned to see
a tall, older man emerge from the back room. “My partner Mr. Jerkin will
be done with your seals momentarily.” Harry nodded.
“Mr. Quartz, I presume.” The man nodded. “I would like these
rings.” He pointed to the set in the case. Severus began to protest.
“Severus, you are my husband and thus deserve nothing but the best.
Also, we are starting a new line we must have bonding rings to pass on.”
Severus reluctantly nodded, unable to argue with what his husband said.
The older jeweler removed the rings and presented them to the pair.
“These are very old, gentlemen and have at last count over 100
protective charms on each and some not so light ones too, if you get my
meaning.” They did. “Also they have been infused with the ability to
connect the wearers to each other.”
“What do you mean connect?” Harry asked.
“When first put on, I am told that they allow the couple to know what
the other is feeling, but if the couple is strong they will allow them to
communicate telepathically. As powerful as you both are that should be no
problem.” Harry was worried. Would Severus still want them? He knew how
the man felt about his privacy.
“So whatever one is thinking the other will know it?” Harry asked
looking briefly at his husband.
“Oh no, they don’t allow people to read minds, just send thoughts.”
Severus visibly relaxed and gave Harry a curt nod.
“We’ll take them.” It looked like Mr. Quartz was going to start
jumping for joy. These two purchases were enough to make the store’s
Harry took one ring out of the ornate box and as he knelt, he took with
him the hand that he held. Severus quirked an eyebrow at such a romantic
gesture, especially since they were already married and the specifics of
their marriage being what they were it was totally unnecessary.
“Severus, I have cared for you for longer than I currently would like to
admit. To have you as my husband is a dream I did not dare to have. But
now that I have you, I will do everything in my power to keep you.”
Harry slipped the ring on Severus’ finger and kissed where it settled.
He smiled. “That is better. This morning I knew something was
missing,” He said as he stood.
Severus hid his emotions behind a smirk. “I hope you don’t expect me
to go to one knee Potter. My knees are far too old for it.” He picked up
the other ring. “Harry, I am not one for declarations of feelings, nor
do I know if I could make any. I do know that I will be with you always
and not just because I was forced to be. I will be what you asked of me
this morn. I will be that and more. Just give me time.” The statement
decreased in volume as he said it. He placed the ring on his husband’s
hand and would forever deny that his hand shook as he raised Harry’s
hand to his lips. Onyx eyes met emerald in an endless emotion-filled
moment, both basking in the other’s statement of devotion.
The moment was broken when Mr. Jerkin arrived with their seals. He held
them over his arm like a waiter with a bottle of fine wine. “These
gentlemen, I would say are my finest work.” They were platinum like
their rings, precious stones decorating them tastefully. Harry picked one
up to examine their new family crest. To his surprise he found not a snake
or a lion as he suspected but a book being held open in the claws of a
dragon, wings spread wide. On the book was written; Prosapia Nostrum Robu.
“Family is our strength.” Harry said in awe rubbing the words with his
thumb. He looked up at Severus who was holding one as well.
Severus nodded. “It suits.” Harry could tell he was impressed as well.
He also felt something that was not his own; the rings must be starting to
work. Harry placed the seal in the new bag that the jeweler had held out
for him, along with the one Severus had. Taking the bag, Harry placed it
in his pocket.
Mr. Quartz stepped forward holding the box that once held their marriage
bands, but Harry waved him off. “Have that sent to Gringotts and placed
in the Potter-Snape vaults. Our rings will stay on until we are laid to
rest.” The man nodded solemnly.
“It will be done.” Harry settled the bill, never once releasing
Severus’ now ringed hand. Occasionally he would caress the ring
affirming to himself that it was indeed there.
As they walked out of the store, the flashing of bulbs and the din of
shouting questions assaulted them. Harry sighed. “The vultures have