Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters. Some of the memories of Lily are borrowed from Deathly Hallows and are copyrighted to J.K.R. I do not own them and I do not make any money from them. I also do not live in a castle in Scotland. I did not invent the world of Harry Potter, though if J.K.R. had not I do not think anyone would have.

WARNING: There are scenes of abuse and self-mutilation in this story; mild language also. This is the reason for the M rating, along with other things that may occur in this story. I may or may not make this story into a series, given the length and the time it would take.

On with the story!

A Story of Abuse and Trust

By Grimreaperprincess666

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Last Time: After a while, Severus felt his sister's breathing soften and slow down. He lifted her in his arms and carried her to her room. He sat her gently on her bed.

Severus looked at the clock on his desk; it read 12:37 pm. He stripped from his clothing and lay down in his bed. He drifted off to sleep. He never remembered any of the good dreams. Only the bad ones. The ones about his father…The nightmares engulfed him once again as his slumber ensued.

Chapter Two: Letters, Tears, and Friends

Severus woke from a restive slumber as he heard a door crash shut. He looked over at his clock and gave an irritated groan as he read 4:58 am. He got out of his bed and pulled a pair of pajama pants on over his boxers.

"Mum…Dad…" Severus spoke just above a murmur, his voice still weighed down with sleep, as he walked out of his room and into the hall.

He received no answer. Severus walked to the steps and started down them. When he reached the bottom, he looked around vigilantly.

If you were standing where Severus was you would see nothing but books, a frayed sofa, an older armchair, and a rocky table grouped together in a puddle of muted light cast by a candle-filled lamp hung from the ceiling.

Severus walked down the last few steps and looked a little more closely. His mother sat on the floor near the boisterous fireplace. Her shoulders shook with torment. Severus rushed to his mother and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, trying to console her unsuccessfully.

"Mum…Please…It's going to be alright, I promise. Please just stop crying, you'll wake Sapphira up…" Severus begged as he choked back his own tears.

"Go back to bed Severus, please." She said as she gave him a watery smile.

"Mum…please just make him stop doing this to you." Severus mumbled as he wiped the watery tracks from his mother's soft, pale skin.

"You really are an extraordinary young man, Sev. I love you and your sister more than anything, you know that right?" She asked her face now drained of color; she looked like death warmed up.

"Mum…What's going to happen." Severus said as he helped his mother off the flagstone floor and onto the raggedy couch.

"I'm sorry I woke you." Eileen choked out as she sat on the weary couch and flourished her wand. A glass of warm amber liquid appeared in her hand.

"Nothing is going to happen, baby. I am sorry for scaring you. Go on back to bed now before Sapphira wakes up." Eileen muttered as her son kissed her on the cheek before heading back up to bed.

Severus pulled his blankets over himself as he settled back down on his bed. He could not help but think about a certain red headed girl. He was going to the park later in the morning. Maybe she would be there.

The next day found Severus rushing out the door, wearing too tight jeans and a loose-fitting black tee shirt. He could not wait to talk to Lily. He was optimistic she would be there.

Sure enough when Severus arrived under the large oak tree just outside the park, there she was. She is so pretty, Severus thought.

"Hello Severus. I had hoped you would come today. It's been almost a week since you came and I started to worry." Lily said as she beamed up at the boy in front of her.

"Sorry, I meant to come but…. Sapphira was ill." Severus lied to her, not for the first time mind you.

Soon enough they seated themselves cross-legged behind the bushes in the back of the park.

"Tell me more, Sev" Lily said more than asked as she lay down on her stomach in front of Severus.

"The ministry is ok I guess, unless you're bad. They can punish you if you do magic outside school, you get letters."

"But I have don't magic outside school!"

"We're all right. We haven't got wands yet. They let you off when you're a kid and you can't help it. But once you're eleven," he nodded importantly, "and they start training you, then you've got to go careful."

Lily picked up a small twig and twirled it in her fingers, imagining it emitting sparks. She put the twig down and turned back to Severus, whom had been watching her with a small smile on his face.

"It is real, isn't it?" It's not a joke?" Petunia says you're lying to me. Petunia says there isn't a Hogwarts. It is real, isn't it?"

"It's real for us," Severus said, "Not for her. But we'll get the letter, you and me."

"Really?" Lily whispered disbelievingly.

"Definitely," said Severus, and even with his poorly cut hair and odd clothes, he struck an oddly impressive figure sprawled in front of her, brimful of confidence in his destiny.

"Will it really come by owl?" Lily whispered.

"Normally," said Severus, "But you're Muggle-born, so someone from the school will have to come and explain to your parents."

"Does it make a difference, being Muggle-born?" Lily asked shyly.

Severus hesitated. His black eyes, eager in greenish gloom, moved over her pale face and dark red hair.

"No," he said, "It doesn't make any difference."

"Good," Lily said, relaxing; it was quite clear she had been worrying.

"You've got loads of magic," Severus said proudly. "I saw that All the time I was watching you…"

They had both stretched out on the warm ground, now looking up at the canopy of leaves above them.

"How are things at your house?" Lily asked attentively.

A little crease appeared between his eyes.

"Fine," he stated simply

"They're not arguing anymore?"

"Oh yes, they're arguing," Severus said. He picked up a fistful of leaves and began tearing them apart, apparently unaware of what he was doing. "But it won't be that long and I'll be gone."

"Doesn't your dad like magic?"

"He doesn't like anything much," said Severus.

"Severus?"

A little smile twisted Severus' mouth when she said his name.

"Yeah?"

"Tell me about the dementors again."

"What d'you want to know about them for?"

"If I use magic outside school –"

"They wouldn't give you to the dementors for that! Dementors are for people who do really bad stuff. They guard the wizard prison, Azkaban. You're not going to end up in Azkaban, you're too—"

He turned red and started shredding more and more leaves.

Out of nowhere, Petunia Evans fall from behind a tree close by.

"Tuney!" said Lily, surprised and welcome in her voice, but Severus jumped to his feet.

"Who's spying now?" he shouted. "What d'you want?"

Petunia was breathless, alarmed at being caught. She looked as though she was struggling to find the right words to use.

"What's that you're wearing, anyway?" she said, pointing to Severus' chest. "Your mum's blouse?"

Before Severus could stop himself, he lost control of his magic and there was a loud crack. A branch hanging above Petunia's head had fallen. Lily screamed: The branch had caught Petunia's shoulder, and she staggered back a few steps and burst into tears.

"Tuney!"

But Petunia was running away. Lily rounded on Severus.

"Did you make that happen?"

"No." He looked defiant and scared.

"You did!" She was backing away from him. "You did! You hurt her!"

"No – No I didn't!"

But Lily wasn't convinced by yet another of Severus' lies. After one last scorning look at Severus, Lily ran from their little thicket, off after her sister, and Severus was left behind miserable and confused…

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