Are You Safe? Or Not? Chapter 1, a harry potter fanfic

Are You Safe? Or Not?

WARNING: This contains rape, swearing, and underage slash, Snarry in the future

Summary: Harry Potter is in his second year and goes through a certain, ah, incident. Severus Snape is there when it happens. Can Potter handle the pressure of the incident and supposedly being the heir of Slytherin or will he fall deeper into the darkness. Also includes a protective Snape.

A/N: Hello kiddies! I decided to experiment to how far my twisted mind is willing to go. Hmm just for all my readers I decide to step out my comfort zone and step it up. More drama and hurt…and rape. Also for those who are reading "13 again!" I'm not abandoning that! Anyways enjoy!

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The Incident

"No! Stop! Stay away from me!" The boy cried and knocked over chairs and tables, trying to get away from the mans grasp. The blond snickered and reached for young Potter, stroking his cheek. "Dear Harry, you're so beautiful." Scared he tensed up at the mans touch.

Roughly the man forced his lips on him. Forcing his mouth open exploring every inch.

At this Potter started to sob becoming louder and louder. He felt disgusted with himself. The man's eyes were glistering. He threw Potter on the ground of the class room. Immediately he pounced on top of the boy. Harry shut his eyes closed. He cried, screamed, yelled but nobody seemed to hear him or care.

He felt the man unbuttoning his robes. He felt those disgusting hands stroking every part of him. He heard the man talking to him even the mans voice disgusted him. "Harry, love, so good."

Stalking down the hallway Severus Snape patrolled the corridors for any unwanted wandering. If he was lucky enough he could find a few student snooping about and deduct points, preferably Gryffindors. He strolled about until he came to a halt.

Hearing loud noises emitting from a classroom a smirk crawled onto his face. The head of Slytherin opened the door prepared to take points from the students who thought they were above Hogwarts rules.

He came to an abrupt stop when he saw a man with golden locks on top of one, a young Potter. The boy seemed distant. Tears leaked out of his eyes but his face reflected no emotion. Dear Merlin there was blood! There was a puddle of blood under the boy.

The master duelist pulled out his wand. "Lockheart you pitiful disgrace for a human!" The mans eyes filled with rage. "Incarcerous!" The attacker of Harry Potter found himself unable to move. Snape swooped towards the boy who was now unconscious.

The Potion's Mater draped Potters robe over the boy's shoulders and picked him up with ease. With 'Levicorpus' he had Lockheart float next to him.

A knock was heard on the headmaster's door. "Ah Severus what can I-…" The elder man look absolutely horrified. "Severus what happened!" He gaped at the half clothed boy in the mans arms. "It was Lockheart headmaster. Yes headmaster he has raped your precious golden-boy."

Dumbledore looked at him in disbelief. "No! That's a lie headmaster! The boy, the boy threw himself at me! Yes that's it! He, um, he cursed me! Forcing me to commit such a horrible act!"

The enraged potion master drew his wand and forced it on the mans neck. He forced the weight of young Potter on his other arm. "How dare you insult Potter! How dare you insult the headmaster! What do you play him for and idiot!" He lowered his voice in a menacing tone. "How dare you deny what you have done after I stood there and saw you! A child! Do you know what you've done? Headmaster I am prepared to give you the memory of the incident that occurred in the classroom of Defense Against The Dark Arts. I am prepared to stand my ground in front of the ministry."

The humble man place his hand on the mans shoulder. "Thank you Severus but I only require your memory." He extracted the memory and handed it to the older man.

"No please headmaster! Forgive me! It was a mistake! It…it will never happen again!" The blond haired man cried out. Dubledore placed a shoulder on the screaming man. "Of course I'll never forgive you. You'll be sent of to Azkaban, where I'll make sure that everyone in Azkaban knows what you did." There was no twinkle in the mans eyes. In a low whisper he told the man something horrifying. "Because nobody likes rapist."

The man stretched. "Well Severus I think somebody need to be seen by Madame Pomfrey." The man cloaked in darkness clutched the boy close to his chest. "Yes headmaster." He strolled out of his room.

"Poppy!" Severus was practically running in. "Severus dear what all th-Oh my! Quickly set him down on the bed!" "What in merlins beard happened?" In a hushed tone the potion master beagn to tell the medi-witch what had happened.

"That sick man! He deserves Azkaban and much more!" "Poppy keep it down."

Poppy casted many examining charms over the boy. Dumbledore flooed in. "How is he Poppy?" His voice drowned with concern. The distressed woman gave a tiered sigh. "I've managed to heal all the physical injuries but I'm afraid those caused to his soul will have to heal in their own time."

Severus turned to the headmaster. "Headmaster has Minerva been informed about Potter?" The elderly man gave a weak smile. "Yes actually all the professors have already been informed of what has happened and who caused it."

Suddenly the doors to the hospital wing were thrown open. "Where is he! Where is my little lion cub!" The anxious woman rushed to his side. "Albus how could this have happened?" The man simply placed a hand on the woman's shoulder. "We must not worry about that now. Right now young Harry needs help mending his wounds that have been inflicted on his soul."

"Severus may I speak to you in my office?" The potioneer raised an eyebrow. "Yes of course headmaster."

"So headmaster what has the ministry said about this incident?" The headmaster popped a lemon drop in his mouth. "Ah yes them. They have decided to keep it all a secret. To the wizarding world Lockheart will be going to Azkaban for performing unauthorized 'obliviate' charms on both muggles and wizards."

The potion master snarled. "What about Rita Skeeter I can't imagine her keeping quiet." "Yes the minister himself threatened her to keep quiet she also stated that the story was too dramatic for her taste."

Severus was about to turn foe his leave. "Severus I need to ask something from you. I need you to get close to young Harry as you're the one who saved him." The man was about to open his mouth to protest but thought about it. "Yes headmaster."

Harry tried grabbing something anything…anyone. He wanted to scream! He wanted to yell! Suddenly he felt a hand grab his. "What is it Potter?" A stern voice called out. He quickly sat up and scanned his surroundings. He scanned the room until his eyes fell onto a black shade. "Professor?"

Harry began to hyperventilate. Professor? Professor! Which one! Which professor! "No please don't do anything to me!" The boy began to cry.

Startled by this the potion master slipped Potters glasses on his face. "Potter…Potter, Harry!" Harry blinked and saw not HIM but professor Snape. "Professor? Professor! Please Lockheart he…" Potter struggled to get the sentence out.

Noticing the boys discomfort he decided to finish it for the boy. "Not to worry potter Lockheart has been taken care of." Harry stared at him confusedly. "But…how…I mean…who…" Harry closed his eyes and tried to remember.

He remembers pain, screaming, crying, shouting, and Snape! The young Gryffindor jumped out of his bed confused as to why Snape helped him and what he was doing next to his bed. A sudden wave dizziness came over Harry as he leaned forward. Fortunately Severus was able to trap the boy before he fell. His face buried in his chest.

Harry felt the same warmth he felt that night. He felt…safe. "Honestly Potter when will you learn." He felt the young boy trembling he looked down to find the boy crying. "Thank you, Thank you professor. You helped me…no ones ever helped me."

He wanted to shove the sobbing boy away…but something…something wouldn't let him. He embraced him in an awkward hug. Picking up the boy, which startled Harry but he felt safe, laid him in the bed.

"Just rest Potter." Harry slowly drifted away he looked so peaceful for someone who had been through much. The man brushed a few of the boy's hair out of his face. "Nothing will hurt you again…even if I have to kill those around you to keep you safe…even if I have to kill my self."

A/N: Hmm I liked it, though I do think it lack a bit. So right toward the end Snape's last sentence shows how overprotective he will become of Harry in future chapters. Once again for those who are reading "13 again!" I won't forget about it don't worry! Anyways read and review! Please!