The characters in this story belong to JK Rowling
AN: This is my very first story... if it absoulutly sucks please let me know. Also I need a beta
Pain… That's all he had ever known. He was alone and for that he was greatful. No one would ever understand him. How could they? He was just a means to an end. Nothing special. He used to pray for someone to find him. For someone to see him even if just for a moment. He had the weight of the world on his shoulders and no one to run to when he got scared or lost his way. This is the life of Harry James Potter, the Chosen one.
It was a dark and dismal day outside Number 12 Grimald Place, of course it always seemed that way to Harry. He was lonely even when he was surrounded by almost every member of the order. No one cared that he was in pain, no one cared that he was sad, no one cared as long as he could do his job.
There had been many plans made to end Lord Voldemort. Most of which weren't the most promising. It seemed that no matter what they did he was going to die for the greater good. Not that he cared anymore. It had been drilled into his head for the past 16 years that he was a good for nothing whore. In his mind it was what he deserved.
Severus Snape was not a blind man and could clearly see that something was wrong with their savior. He and the boy had been growing closer as he helped him train for the upcoming battle. He was seething mad that they had allowed the boy to think that he would not live to live his own life after the war. The boy deserved some peace and quite. Severus had recently grown fond of the boy and realized that they may be more to him than he originally thought.
'Just my luck' Severus mused to himself as he pondered how to help Harry outta his funk. He knew that he cared more for him than was probably good considering how much older he was than him.
"Harry, why don't we go out back and meditate some or work on hand to hand combat. You look like you could use a break from yourself." Said Severus after he completed his study of the boy.
"Not today sir, I'm not really feeling up to it. Sorry"
"You have been moping about for over a week now we are either going to go train or you are going to tell me what is on your mind."
"Its not something that I really care to discuss right now and I don't feel like training so please just leave me alone."
"NO, You will talk to me. I am tired of seeing you so down. I know what you are doing to yourself and it's not healthy. You need to talk to me Harry. I may not be your favorite person but I can help."
'You wont want to help when you find out that I am in love with you,' Harry thought glumly to himself. He had been haboring feelings for Severus for quite awhile now and the feelings only seemed to grow as Severus started treating him like a person worth something.
"Sir I will come to you when I am ready to talk." With that Harry silently left the room to think on how he would handle the situation he found himself in.