"Where are we going Snape?" Harry coos up at his guardian, his little seven-year-old legs making him rush to keep up. "It's a secret." Snape hushes, moving through the forest quietly. The woods were calming and quiet, the spell of silence only broken by stray deer and animals rushing about. A bird sings off in the distance and the sound of rustling leaves gives the summer a relaxing air to it. "H-h-hold up Severus!" Harry stutters as he runs after Snape, his little sneakers thudding against the forest floor rapidly. "I don't need to hold up, it is you who needs to move faster." Snape replies as he walks along further. Harry takes this as a challenge and attempts to speed up after Snape. "Snape, why won't you tell me where we are goi-ah!" Harry is cut off as his foot catches onto a rock and he lands on the forest floor. Sniffing, the little boy turns over and inspects his now bleeding knee. "Ow!" The boy cries as he attempts to touch the sensitive flesh around the wound. "My god Potter, what have you....done." Snape stops and sees the damaged knee. It wouldn't heal properly unless attended to very soon, as well as that, Harry was beginning to cry from the pain in his leg. "Hush now Potter, crying will only attract predators which would love to eat a little boy like you." Severus chides whilst scooping the boy up into his arms. Harry snuggles into Snape's grip as he walks along, the young boy becoming distracted by the circular golden pendant around Snape's neck. "Wos this?" Harry asks quietly, trying to decipher what the pendant was. "It's a time turner, it allows me to teach you all day and allows me time to go to work." Snape replies as he turns the corner. A meadow lays open to the two with a quaint little cabin sitting in the middle of it. A few geese and flowers decorate the home while a garden flourishes  behind it. The cottage had smoke rising from the fireplace and music floating from the windows. "Home sweet home." Harry whispers as Snape carries him inside. Setting Harry down, Snape summons the first aid kit with his wand. "Hold still Potter." Severus murmurs as he attempts to get the bandaid applied to the squirming boy's knee. In his struggle to properly apply the bandaid, Snape had managed to stick a bandaid everywhere but Harry's knee. "You have a bandage stuck on your forehead dad." Harry notes out loud, swiftly covering his mouth when he realized what he said. "And you don't have a bandage on your knee." Replies Snape as he reaches up and pulls the sticky pad from his face. Finally after some time, Snape managed to properly apply the bandage and clean up the trash from the 'missed' band aids. Snape walks to the living room and sits down, Harry closely following behind. "Snape? " Harry asks, clinging onto Snape's legs and hugging his godfather "yes" comes the reply, though rather uncomfortable from the sudden contact, "I love you." The boy squeaks out, worried about the response from his guardian. Snape contemplates the words deeply for a few moments before saying:

"Funny, Potter, I feel the same about you."