To say Severus was upset was an understatement - he was furious.
He had been running about during the day running small errands for Tom when Draco had said he had wanted him to meet his friend.
Snape had expected a friend, maybe even a friend of the romantic type.
What he was not expecting was his 15 year old godson who he had not seen for the past 13 years was to walk in seriously injured and needing urgent medical attention to be this friend Draco was talking about.
Harry had met Draco when he was 12. It hadn't been the best of starts.
Harry had been abandoned and locked out the house as the Dursleys were out on a mini weekend getaway that obviously Harry had not been brought along to. And so he was left wandering around hoping that he could survive on his own until they came back and hoping that he could maybe find some food somewhere.
And then Harry saw Draco. Or rather Harry had seen a posh looking idiot that he thought that he could steal a few pounds from. It wasn't that he liked stealing, but it was certainly a lot better than going hungry and so he did what he must to survive.
And so Harry causally bumped into the idiot as he walked past and slipped his hand into the idiots jacket pocket and grabbed what he thought to be the wallet.
Quickly Harry apologised before walking off with the wallet. It was going so well, right up until he heard the idiot shout and Harry had to make a run for it.
From there Harry slipped around the corner only for his heart to stop when he realised that he had made a wrong turn - it was a dead end.
He dropped the wallet onto the floor and backed himself into the corner as the now angry idiot stalked forward.
'You.. you can have it back... I haven't taken anything... I swear'
Harry watched as the idiot stopped and stared at him, he pushed himself further back into the wall hoping it would somehow absorb him.
The idiot spoke, 'I don't care about the money. I have plenty anyways as I am a Malfoy and I can have anything I want.'
Harry stared. Was the idiot really acting like this, and more importantly was this the same Malfoy that was the respected gang member that everyone talked about?
'Well are you going to get out the corner? I want to get lunch and you're obviously coming with me so I can berate you for your life choices.'
Harry didn't really know quite what else to do than go with the idiot.
And so that is what he did.
And that was how Harry had first met Draco as was explained to Severus.
What had then occurred over the following years was them becoming friendlier with each other as Draco learned to not be such of an idiot and Harry learned that sharing his issues with the Dursleys was an important not something he could just gloss over.
And that lead them to this moment in time with Severus, because although Draco knew how much the Dursleys hurt Harry and would always help him.
Draco was now out of his depth and Harry clearly had a broken arm at very least and Draco didn't know what to do.
And so he did the smart thing and went to an adult dragging Harry along with him no matter how much Harry had protested.
Draco had chosen Severus because not only was he pretty much his second dad as Severus and Lucius had moved in together now, he was also the person who was known to be rational and calm in any situation and had a lot of medical knowledge to help just about anyone.
So now Severus had to be the calm and collected adult on the outside whilst on the inside he was seething.
Severus had been selected as the second godfather for Harry by Lily. James had argued slightly but in the end gave in as nobody could win when Lily put her mind to something.
And so he had been the doting godfather for the first two years of Harry's life - right up until they died.
Severus had been distraught, he had so few close friends that it hit him hard. And by the time he had realised he had a duty to Harry Dumvledore had said to him that he was already in a stable home that was safe and away from any danger.
By the time he found out that Dumeledore was not the genuine grandfatherly kind person he was portrayed as it was too late. All Severus could do was console himself that even Dumeledore wouldn't hurt an innocent child.
And so for years he thought about it occasionally but never to in depth to save himself from the emotional pain it brought with it.
But now all of that was being thrown back in his face and the ultimate realisation that Dumbledore is a cruel evil man hit harder than he thought.
But he had to focus. Harry was there now and he needed helping.
Severus could already see that his arm was broken as was shown by the extreme angle it was positioned at. But any multitude of other injuries could be hiding just beneath his clothing.
It made Severus feel sick.
But he was a professional so he treated what he saw and asked if there were any other injuries to which he received a denial that was most likely false hiding by the look on Draco's face and sent both the boys upstairs as by the time he was done it was well past 10 o'clock.
After that he rang Lucius and told him that he needed him at home and hung up before he could get any other answer and retreated into the kitchen to pour himself a brandy.