Yay, a new chapter story! Even though I didn't finish the other one!

Snape/Harry/Draco (Snape and Draco love Harry, they don't love each other)

I don't own Harry Potter.

Harry, Snape and Draco were all laying happily in a field. Harry's left hand was connected with Snape's, and his right hand was connected with Draco's. They were all staring up at the sky, Draco and Severus laughing as Harry picked out clouds and said what they were.

Harry giggled joyfully. Draco and Severus turned on their sides to get a better view of their little innocent angel. Their smiles got wider as they stared at the petite boy.

Suddenly, Harry sat up. Severus and Draco both sat up with him, wondering why their lover had moved so fast.

"I'm going to go play in the flowers!" Harry giggled happily, jumping up and running towards a particularly large patch of bright red flowers.

They smiled and rolled their eyes, chuckling at their lover's antics. Harry was way too innocent, but they liked him that way.

"Potter!" Snape yelled, effectively breaking Harry from his daydream. Damn it! That one had been a particularly good one, nearly making him forget the past months…

Harry's head snapped up, staring at Snape with wide green eyes hidden beneath thin wired circular glasses. Harry blinked, cowering back a bit as he looked at Snape's furious expression.

"Yes, sir?" Harry squeaked, honestly terrified of the man above him. Snape was going to hit him, he just knew it! All those years of hating Harry were finally catching up with him! Snape was going to hurt him like the Dursleys did…

"Do you know what would have happened if your hand was to slip while you were in your daydream? You could have killed yourself, you ignorant child!" Snape shouted, the whole class going completely silent. He gritted his teeth. That damn Potter boy was always putting himself in danger…

"I-I didn't mean to…," Harry mumbled, his eyes filled with tears, as his head hung low. He was exhausted. Not only was Snape going to punish him, but he was still sore and in pain from the Dursleys' last beating… They had only just gotten back from summer vacation, it was the fifth day at school, and Harry was in his fourth year.

The past two months hadn't been the best though. Ron found out he was gay, and officially declared Harry was trouble and he hated him for the rest of his life. Surprisingly, everyone went along with him. Even Hermione and Ginny and the entire Weasley family…

Harry was falling apart. There was no one there to help him, to hold him together anymore. No one ever knew of the pain he endured, but at least he had friends there he knew he could rely on.

This was the first time Harry had ever begun to cry in a class. The last two months' events were catching up with him, and he couldn't help but want to cry his eyes out.

"If you didn't mean to, then why the hell did you do it?" Snape roared at the scared fourteen year old. He should be scared! He nearly endangered his own life! Then what would Snape do?

"I-I really didn't— "Shut up, you fool! Come with me, you have to be punished right now! Draco, watch over the class. Come along, Potter," Snape said, interrupting Harry, then proceeding to seize Harry's arm and drag him out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

Snape stalked towards an empty classroom, never noticing the way Harry winced as he tightened his grip on Harry's frail arm. No one had ever noticed the marks because he was always covered up, and he used makeup on his face. It worked much better than a concealment charm.

While Snape was muttering curses to himself, Harry was attempting to hold back the tears that threatened to roll down his face. 'Don't cry, don't cry, please do not cry! I'm not in pain, I'm not sad, everything is going to be alright!'

Harry silently cursed himself in his head as the tears broke their thin barrier and rolled down his face, dropping quietly on the front of Harry's robes, leaving round wet spots. Harry stifled a sob.

Snape finally entered an empty room and threw Harry to the floor. That stupid child! What would he have done if Harry would have actually died? His life would be incomplete!

No one but Draco knew this, but Snape secretly loved Harry. He knew he had somewhat of a chance, from what Draco told him about Harry being gay. While some would think Draco would talk about the topic harshly, he actually sounded genuinely concerned for Harry, knowing that his friends were now hating and ridiculing the green eyed. Draco had always had some others suspicions for a while… Draco wanted to protect Harry as well, since no one but Severus knew that Draco loved Harry too. They agreed that under the circumstance that Harry ever loves them both, they would share. They weren't romantically inclined towards each other, but they'd love Harry, and they could put up with each other.

"Now see here, Potter, I-" Snape instantly stopped talking as he looked at the scene playing out below him. Harry had brought buried his head in his knees, arms wrapped around his legs. The boy was sobbing, he knew that much.

His eyes softened. He knew the boy had been through a lot lately. He was just putting salt in the wounds, it seemed.

Severus sat down beside the boy, sitting criss-cross-applesauce. He stared at the young boy for a while, and then wrapped his arms around the broken boy. Harry's head immediately snapped up to face Snape, his eyes wide and glasses no where to be seen.

"W-what are you doing?" Harry softly said, his voice breaking in the middle of his sentence.

"Comforting you. I know you aren't up to being punished; I wasn't going to hurt you in the first place. I was originally just going to talk to you about you did, but it seems you aren't too fond of that at the moment. Harry, if you ever feel that you need a shoulder to cry on, or a person to talk to, you can come to me. That, or if you want to talk to someone your age, talk to Draco. He may not seem like a good person, but trust me, he is. He wanted to be friends with you for you since the beginning, but he's realized that he rushed it, he went to fast, and now he's regretting that. I'd ask you to forgive him, but that's not really in my hands. You can talk to us about anything, Harry, we will never ridicule you ever, we will never do what your so called friendsdid. Don't worry, we both are aware you are gay, and we are too, so you don't have to worry about that at all. Harry, Draco and I both know that you really need to let out some stress and talk to someone, so if you ever even feel the slightest need to, raise your hand in my class, if I'm in class but not with you, get a pass, come to me, and I'll request Draco. If neither of you are in class, and I am, simply go and find Draco. My Slytherins are actually quite welcoming towards you, they've seen the struggles you've been through, they will accept you as well. In fact, most of them are gay or lesbian. But now Harry, just don't worry about anything. Take my words to heart, we'll accept you anytime. I promise."

Snape brought the petite boy into his lap, gently cradling him to his chest. He smiled lightly as he watched the boy smile and begin to drift off to sleep, knowing now he was safe in Snape's arms.

Before Harry fell into the world of dreams, he murmured one thing.

"Thank you…"

That was the first night in twelve years that Harry slept peacefully.

Snape stood up, careful not to wake the sleeping boy in his arms. Harry's sleeve had rode up, showing Snape that nasty bruises, cuts, and burns on Harry way too small pale arms. Snape stared at them in horror, gently putting the boy down on his black satin covered bed.

Snape wouldn't tell anyone, except for his godson of course, and he wasn't going to bring up the scars anytime soon. He would worry, and try discreetly to help him, but he wasn't going to mention it until Harry was ready or Harry told them.

Draco seemed to be right. Draco was under the impression that Harry was abused by his relatives, but he never had proof, and of course he wasn't just going to blurt it out. He told Severus because he knew of Severus's love for Harry. Of course, it seemed his godson was always right, didn't it?

Draco worried about Harry. He cried for Harry. He protected Harry, even if it wasn't very clear in his intentions. If asked, he would do anything for Harry, even die. Severus was the exact same way. They often argued about who loved Harry more, but in the end they agreed that they love him exactly the same. That didn't stop them from arguing about it the next day.

Even if they argued a lot, Severus and Draco were on good terms with each other. To Draco, Severus was kind of like a cousin.

They had also made a pact. They would never fight over Harry. Well, between themselves, if someone else tried to get Harry, then it was alright to fight. Second, they would tell each other everything they found out about Harry. Third, keep an eye on nearly everyone. A lot of people don't like Harry, and may try to hurt him in the end. They didn't want him hurt no matter what.

He tucked the petite boy into his bed, making sure not to jostle him in order to keep him from any unneeded pain. He bent down and gently kissed Harry's forehead, murmuring that he'd be back, even though he knew that Harry couldn't hear him.

Severus rose up his wand and cast an enchantment on the large black room. When Harry was about to wake up, it would alert him so he knew, so he could make sure that Harry didn't wake up alone.

"Goodnight, my sweet little love…"

He had to tell Draco about all this. This was crucial information, Draco would need to be involved and know Harry may be coming to him sometime soon.

He walked into his classroom and dismissed the class. The class cheered and ran out. He didn't even have to tell Draco to stay behind; he was immediately at Snape's desk.

"What happened to Harry, what did you do, where is he?" Draco said, letting it all out in one breath, honestly concerned for Harry's well being. He knew Severus wouldn't hurt the boy, but still, he to know! Mentally he was screaming, 'Remember the pact, Severus!'

End of first chapter! And a cliffhanger. MWAHAHAHAHA, I'm evil. If you didn't figure it out, the part in italics in the very beginning was Harry's daydream.

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