Severus downed his firewhiskey as he glared at the floor of his study, the damned brat got himself in a magic induced coma and the plan could no longer be fulfilled. He hadn’t agreed with Albus for the placement of Lily’s son and had vehemently argued to have guardianship over the boy instead of those nasty muggles but was refused many times. He would deny it at wand point but he truly cared for the brat, regardless if he was the spitting image of James, the boy was more like his mother anyhow. 