Oh Snap!
Summary : Oh snap! Harry's got to live with Snape for the rest of summer. Lets face it, this is not going to end well. - Contains Dursley abuse, Harry/Snape bonding and a big dollop of angst.
Warnings: A few stray swear words
Pairings: Undecided ;)
It was the last day of the school year and the great hall was packed full of excited young witches and wizards. The professors at the front of the hall looked especially happy, however one Severus Snape looked more cold than ever before, with hatred burning in his eyes. Dumbledore was also at the front, just finishing off the last of his 'Good luck & Goodbye" speech.
"- and I hope that you all will have an enjoyable summer." Dumbledore said, looking at Harry in particular. Harry looked away awkwardly.
Harry sighed, thinking of the Dursley's. What an 'enjoyable' summer he was going to have. Everyone in the great hall began chatting animatedly, about what they were up to in the up coming summer. Before long, most of the students had made their way out to go to collect their belongings. Harry stood up, before feeling a hand hold gently on to his elbow, he turned to see Dumbledore there.
", may I have a word in my office?" He asked, before walking gracefully towards the doors of the great hall. Harry frowned, what was wrong now?
"Ooooooh, what you gone and done now?" Ron asked, smirking. He quickly picked up a bagel before standing up.
"I honestly don't know." Harry said, frowning. "Anyway, I guess I'll meet up with you at the train station." He said, before turning and quickly following after Dumbledore. He soon caught up with him and together they walked in an awkward silence down the corridor.
The hallway seemed darker than ever, despite the bright sun outside. They continued walking, and Harry couldn't help but wonder why he was being taken to Dumbledore's office. A sudden non-PG thought came to mind, and he had to forcibly remove it from his memory.
They continued walking for another minute before arriving at the end of the next corridor.
"Sugar quills" Dumbledore spoke, as the stairs to his office appeared. He gracefully climbed them, with Harry trailing behind. Once arriving at the top Dumbledore had opening his door and hurried though.
Harry walked through the door and saw Dumbledore's large desk up on the right. The room held several trinkets and medals. He heard shuffling and looked up to see Phineas Nigellus in his frame above the door Harry had just walked in. He turned around and sudden noticed the presence of Snape on the left. He almost flinched. Almost. Harry walked closer to the desk.
"Professor, what is this about?" Harry asked unsurely, as he watched the headmaster go behind his desk to sit in his chair. Dumbledore seemed to look between Harry and Snape, seeming to build the tension."You will be living with Professor Snape this summer, ." He said, joyfully.
Harry gaped. "Erm, I beg you're pardon?"
"I believe you heard him perfectly well the first time, ." Snape said sharply. Harry just stood there, frozen to the spot. No, no, no…
"But…Professor?" Harry stuttered, looking desperately at Dumbledore.
"I'm afraid Harry that unforeseen circumstances have come up and the safest place for you to be right now would be under the care from someone in the order. Due to important missions, Professor Snape is the only person available at the moment." Dumbledore explained, still far too joyful for Harry's liking.
"Now, if you are quite ready, I would prefer it if we left now." Snape said coldly, refusing to engage in conversation any longer.
"Well, have a safe journey and have a good summer Harry." Dumbledore said cheerfully with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
Yeah right, thought Harry.
Head bowed, Harry followed Snape out of the headmasters office and down the stairs.
Back in the corridor, it seemed more gloomier than before, if that was possible.
"Potter, I detest the situation as much as you do, if not more." Snape sneered, walking faster. Harry jogged slightly to catch up again. They turned sharply and came across a staircase that led down into a dark hallway, tainted green.
They walked down the stairs into the dungeons, and before long they soon came alone Snape's office. Snape turned and saw Harry a few steps behind. "Stop your dawdling Potter, and come in" He hissed, ushering Harry into his office.
He's going to kill me, I'm not going to come back alive…
Harry stepped through the doorway into his office, and was pleasantly surprised to see no dead students hung, etc. Infact, Harry would even go to say that the place had a certain homeliness feel about it. He carefully put his trunk on the floor as he watched Snape go up to his fire, on search of something.
Before too long Snape had located his floo powder and was looking at Harry expectantly.
"Pick up you're trunk and lets be gone Potter." Snape sneered, walking towards the fireplace.
"We're going by floo powder?" Harry questioned, sad he wasn't going to see Ron and Hermione as they would be getting the train. With every other lucky person in this school…
"Yes. Now hold on." Snape said through gritted teeth. He'd barely been with Harry 5 minutes, but already he was annoyed with his…potter-like behaviour.
"Yes, Sir." Harry said miserably, gripping onto Snape's elbow reluctantly.
"Snape Manor" Snape said, and with a whoosh, they were gone.
Back up in the headmasters office, Dumbledore's eyes were still twinkling.
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