Chapter 39 : Under the Moon's Glow

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"You were right though." The boy admitted, looking at the moon.

"I was right about what?"

"It was a sad story." Harry said with a soft smile.

"I did warn you." Severus retorted pulling an insulted -and much exaggerated- face. Harry laughed at his antics.

"You did; it was interesting though. I wonder…" Harry said and trailed off looking in the distance.

"You wonder?" Severus prompted the boy.

"Forget that." Harry said looking mesmerized ahead, his voice that of a person in daze. "Right now I wonder if the story affected me too much or if there is truly a blue glow coming from the rocks over there." The boy stated and pointed towards some rocks in the distance. Severus's head snapped at the direction Harry had pointed out so fast he felt dizzy. It didn't matter though; Harry's seeker talent had caught on a very different glow than that of the golden snitch this time.

"Harry?" The potions master turned to the boy solemnly.

"Yes, Sev?" The black eyed professor's answering grin was all the answer Harry needed.

"Race you to the flowers!" Severus exclaimed and urged his horse forward, Harry immediately following suit with a laugh. They reached the glowing flowers within minutes and were rewarded with the sight they had been hoping to see; more than they hoped really.

"A few flowers between some rocks?" Harry asked with a face-splitting smile. A small valley had appeared before their eyes, previously hidden from the sharp rocks. And in that valley, thousands of glistering flowers promised hope under the moonlight.

"Maybe the story erred a little." Severus admitted and dismounted his horse in one fluid movement, helping Harry do the same. They tied the reigns on some rocks and swooped into action, each holding a small sickle whose blade was made by the purest silver. Harry cut the delicate flowers right above the two large leaves near the ground, as Severus had instructed him so they could grow back next year, and placed the flower with the stem in a soft linen bag he had crossed over his back. It was a slow process and every flower produced barely enough amount of oil to be considered a drop.

"To tell you the truth Sev," The boy began as he continued cutting carefully, making sure he didn't step on the plants he had already harvested "I believed it would take us the whole month to find out where the flowers were." Harry admitted with a smile that was met with a mock austere glare by the potions master.

"It's good to see you have faith in my navigation skills, Harry." Severus commended feigning hurt.

"But it's true; remember that one time when you were lost in the forest back home?" Harry asked laughing, reminding Severus of an event that had occurred last May. "If the horses hadn't known the way back we would be lost! In the fields of our own home, can you imagine?" Severus smiled at the "our home" reference.

"What you seem to forget is that you were right there with me and equally lost." Severus offered chuckling.

"And you seem to forget that you're the adult in this family; did you expect a seven year old to lead you back home?" Harry asked seriously, pointing his sickle at Severus. "I think not!' Severus just rolled his eyes and continued working, too happily concentrated on the "family" part of Harry's remark to retort. They would have to return again the next night and maybe the night after that, but they would have all the Eloḯsa flowers they could need.

It must have been twenty minutes later when something caught Severus' attention. The horses seemed restless all of a sudden. He looked up in the sky and towards the desert but the sky was clear and the wind was mild; there was no single indication of a sandstorm in the horizon and, even if that was the case, they would be pretty much protected in the cliffs. That natural protection and a handful of protective charms would be all they needed really. The horses however still seemed restless and tried to break free from their binds. Harry turned to face the now neighing horses and put his sickle and bag down to approach them.

"Easy, boys." He said calmly, petting the animals softly. "Sev, any idea why they're worried?" The horses didn't seem to relax no matter what.

"No, and the weather seems… Harry behind you!" Severus exclaimed he heart stopping in his chest. On the rocks behind Harry stood a large snake ready to pounce on the boy. Severus remained frozen; the slightest move could cause the snake to strike and nobody could draw a wand faster than an attacking snake.

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