Promises Made

[soleo]

Title: Promises Made
Rating: PG
Author: SoLeo
Word Count: 100 x3
Challenge: snarry100 #448: Promise
Warnings: *none*
Disclaimer: You know I don't own them. 
Summary: Severus knows exactly what has happened, but still can’t believe it.
A/N: I know this is way late – but hey, I haven’t written anything in a while and this is what inspired me.

The promise ring that Severus spied on Harry’s finger brought a thousand little memories up to the surface; his amazement when he first saw it in his mother’s meager jewelry box, the nervous shaking of his hands when he gave it to his best friend, his agony when she never got to wear it.

“Where did you find this?” He grabbed the hand gently to inspecting the ring closely.

“I was looking in the Potter vault, and found it in a jewelry box. It sized to me perfectly when I picked it up, so I figured it was something special.”

-/-/-/-/-/-

Severus was already lying down in the infirmary bed or he would have had to sit down as his legs were unsteady.

“Those are special Potter. I gave it to your mother forever and a day ago. I thought she had thrown it away after she got married to your father. It’s a Prince family heirloom.”

“Then I should give it back to you. I had no idea what it was.” When Harry went to pull the ring off, it stayed fast on his finger without budging. “Bill said it wasn’t cursed. What’s going on? I can’t get it off.”

-/-/-/-/-/-

“Don’t be an imbecile. Of course you can’t get it off. Putting on the ring is equivalent to making a magical promise.” He didn’t know if this was worse than dying or not. “The ring sensed your magical compatibility with the current heir of the Prince line and will not allow you to remove it unless you perform a bonding ceremony. In other words you are now engaged.”

Instead of the tirade he expected Harry sat down heavy in the chair next to the bed.

“That can’t be right. It is your ring, can’t you just take it off me?”