Chapter 2

"Dumbledore was the one who set first year up. He wanted to make sure you were trained before the final battle or something, but the stupid thing is he doesn't want you trained. He is just going to let events play out. He thinks by Voldemort killing you, he will die too. Neither can live while the other survives," said Severus, looking at Harry guiltily.

"I know," said Harry. His voice had not changed and Harry watched as Severus eyes widened. It would have made him laugh, at one point. But now, he did not care much really.

"How?" was all the man could mutter. He could not believe that he had just gotten the courage to tell Harry, only to find out the boy already knew. He sighed and waited for the answer.

"I've always known. He gave me the cloak and everything. Me, Hermione, and Ron figured it out first year. I have known for a long time that Hermione and Ron are in the order, and it's their job to distract me and keep me clueless I suppose," said Harry sadly.

"Why do you hang around with them still if you know?" asked Severus.

"What's the point? Dumbledore would just get others, plus I never tell them anything. I've never trusted them," said Harry.

"Oh," was all Severus said. Thinking about the order meetings he could not help but think, 'Yes, Harry had never told them anything important. They never usually had much to say,' he really hated that Granger girl.

"How are we going to get my children to Hogwarts?" asked Harry, bringing his professor from his thoughts.

"We can levitate them, it's not hard, better than wakening them up. They looked exhausted," said Severus softly. He stroked the little girls face, she looked like an angel.

"You look like someone who wants a child," stated Harry.

"I do," said Severus with a small sad smile.

"Then why don't you find someone to settle down with?" asked Harry curiously.

"Who would want me Harry?" asked an emotionally exhausted Severus.

"What do you mean? You are good looking. Any girl or guy would like to be with you," said Harry, confused. Why would the man think no one would want him? It made no sense to him.

"I'm just an old washed up death eater, Harry, no one would ever like me," said Severus.

"Thats not true. Go out, meet people, try," said Harry.

"I cannot. I refuse to put anyone in danger just because I made a bad choice," said Severus. His eyes had hardened. Harry knew he would not be able to make the man.

"I know how you feel," said Harry, understanding and sympathy written all over Harry's face.

Severus managed to smile weakly. It startled him. How much he had changed in a few hours. Someone understood him. He had long ago thought no one could. Harry would understand him when no one else could. He just hoped that he could remain friends. He was not sure how to keep them, having never had many in his life.

"Friends?" asked Severus putting his hand out.

Harry smiled, "Friends," he replied, his own arm out and shaking Severus'. A truce and friendship had been made and nothing anyone said would break it.

"We are almost there," said Severus.

Harry had ended up curling next to his children and had been in a dazed sleep, not sleeping properly. Wakening up, he yawned before taking his wand from his pocket. Severus frowned, when he saw this and then said.

"Why use the wand? I saw you do wandless magic?" asked Severus clueless, if he had that ability he would show it off. Not even, the great Albus Dumbledore could do wandless magic.

"Because I can use it to my advantage," said Harry a smirk on his face. He had always been able to do wandless magic and he thought it was totally cool. Of course he had not told anyone. He never, ever did it in the presence of anyone. He had never really trusted anyone.

"Ah," said Severus, who felt like hitting himself. Of course thats what Harry would have done. Thinking about it, he too would have kept it a secret. After all, the dark lord would have either killed him for being stronger or he would have used him.

Harry slowly levitated his children from the train, thankful it was not that cold. The magic coming from the castle made the place kind of warm. Only, of course when it's not winter. The castle needs to heat itself in the winter using magic.

"Where can I put them? There is no safe place in this castle," said Harry with a sigh. He was regretting bringing them to Hogwarts altogether. Not wanting Harry to run, he quickly gave Harry a place that was safe.

"My rooms are warded, being a spy and all. Not even Dumbledore can get into them. If you want you can stay there. You can stay as long as you needed or liked," he said softly.

"Thank you," said Harry.

That said, Severus started making his way to the dungeons, Harry following behind him, still carefully levitating his children. It seemed Dumbledore was not back yet, other wise they would already be hounded by him, as well as all the order members.

They made it to the dungeons without any bother at all. With a sigh all Harry wanted to do was plop his butt on the chair and either fall asleep or cry. Either of them sounded really great at the moment.

Severus opened his door and made his way in. His rooms were, of course, nice. He however was not used to company. He had to actually make another room for them. Transfiguring a bed and a cot for the children, he tucked the new born babe in and let Harry deal with the older ones, but did help remove their jackets. Harry did it by hand, not even thinking of using magic, Severus ended up doing it the original way anyways.

"Come on, lets get you something to eat," said Severus.

Harry had just stood there for a good five minutes, staring at nothing. No tears came, but you could

tell they were close to falling. Putting the drink in Harry's hand, he put the sandwich down. For some reason he felt that Harry would not eat it. Severus, did not feel hungry either. He never was after a meeting with Voldemort. He then banished them, there was no point in them being there if they were not going to be eaten.

Severus was still in awe of the power he had seen Harry use. For the first time, he realised, perhaps they would win this war and Harry would not die. He was going to prove Dumbledore and the order wrong and rub it in their faces.

He had been trusted and had done something they had not, gotten the trust of Harry Potter, his total trust. And to think, the rest of them thought they had a good relationship with Harry Potter? That made him want to laugh. None of them knew the real Harry Potter and Severus Snape thought to himself, 'But I am getting to know him, slowly, but i will get there eventually.'

Harry had drunk the tumbler of fire whiskey, having never been much of a drinker, he calmed down and began feeling like everything was alright. Lying down, he was startled when Severus covered him up and put a pillow under him. Smiling weakly in gratitude, he fell into a deep alcohol induced sleep.