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Albus Dumbledore paced the familiar floors as he nervously waited for Severus and young Harry Potter. The light wood floors of Severus's private housing quarters were always clean, but tonight Albus sensed something dirty, and it wasn't the floors. He jumped slightly as a quiet pop sounded throughout the large room. Albus turned around quickly, but sighed when he saw it was only the house elf Dobby, and his dear friend for many years, Minerva McGonagall.

Minerva looked at Albus with deep worry, and he nodded. She sat down on the nearby dark leather couch, and Albus continued to pace. Dobby was standing nervously where he appeared, and he was fidgeting slightly. The three of them waited in tense silence until another pop sounded throughout the room. Minerva got up, and Albus stood still as they watched a tall Severus Snape enter the room, with a small and unconscious Harry Potter.

"Severus," Minerva began as she walked toward them, her light eyes were focused on the bruised Harry, and the sight stopped her train of thought.

"Follow me into my medical bay" Severus said and walked down the hallway and to the left slightly. Unknown to many, Severus Snape was not just a Potions Master, he was also a Medical Master as well. He had trained for many years, his mother was his teacher as a child, and later he continued his schooling for it. His mother had put the medical bay in when Severus was just a young boy. When his parents moved away, and he inherited the house, he kept it, and he used it as his own.

The lights turned on automatically as he entered the small room. Severus laid Harry down on the bed in the room, one he'd been in many times, and started to better observe him.

"What happened?" Albus grunted from the doorway of the medical bay. Minerva and Dobby had followed him into the room, and were each leaning concerned on the far wall, as to not get in the way. Albus stopped at the door, and watched with a sad, and guilty look.

"I don't know the full story. I was not the one who found him first. Ask the elf" Severus muttered as he took out his wand. He muttered something under his breath, and his wand beamed a light pink. The magic was soon surrounding Harry, as it scanned for any injuries, known or unknown no matter the time period, the young wizard had. Severus watched as the quill and roll of parchment on the nearby counter started writing, and he turned to Dobby, still fidgeting nervously on the wall.

"Dobby, what happened?" Albus asked and Dobby squeaked.

"I's do not know Mister Dumbledore Sir. I's wasn't there either. I has been watching over Mister Harry Potter since he freed me and Dobby sensed something had gone wrong. So I went to check, and Mister Harry was out cold" the elf said still fidgeting. Albus still was not sure what had happened.

"Those damn muggles" Severus said and Albus turned to him.

"You think they are responsible?" Albus asked with anger.

"Yes, they are responsible. I don't know what happened, but I know they had something to do with it" Severus said, and looked at Albus angrily. "Why did you send him there?"

"There was no other option Severus. The blood wards have kept Harry safe all these years" Albus began, but Severus cut him off.

"Other wards would have done just as well, we both know that Albus. You sent him to a place he was unwanted. It wouldn't surprise me if it'd been happening all his life." Severus stopped after admitting that hidden thought out loud. Had this been happening all of his life?

"Enough, both of you!" Minerva said loudly "There is no use arguing about it. We'll just have to ask Mr. Potter when he wakes up. Now, what is wrong with him?" She asked, anger and fear still present in her voice.

Severus sighed and moved away from the bed. He had finished scanning the boy a few moments ago, and the quill was still writing feverishly. Severus went over to the counter and watched as the quill wrote. Several words popped out at Severus as he glanced at the writing, including 'undernourished bruised, broken". Severus sighed, what was he getting himself into?

They stood in silence as the quill continued to write, and then Severus heard a groan from the bed. The other three peered at the bed, but no one moved. Severus was the only one who walked toward a groaning, wiggling Harry.

Harry opened his deep green eyes, and noticed the tall white ceiling above him. It was then he felt the pain. He groaned louder, but didn't look around the room. His eyes were forced shut from the severity of the pain, and tears came to his eyes slightly. Where was he?

Harry heard footsteps coming toward him, and he forced his eyes open. As he did so a few tears leaked down his cheeks. He struggled as he tried to sit up, but he had no strength to do so. He felt himself lying down, and recognized the comforts of a bed under him. Suddenly the back of the bed was propped up, and Harry's eyes opened wide in surprise and fear.

Severus Snape stood before him with an emotionless face. The wall behind him was as white as the ceiling, and Harry gritted his teeth through the pain.

"Snape, what am I doing here? What did you do to me?" Harry all but screamed, and Severus stopped at the bed, and frowned at the boy.

"It's Professor Snape to you Potter, and I did not do anything to you. Those muggle relatives did this, if you don't remember. You are at my private estate. Your house elf thought it necessary to come get me to help" Severus muttered and watched as Minerva walked toward the bed.

Harry noticed the movement and turned. When he saw her his anger was gone.

"Professor McGonagall," Harry began, but she stopped him.

"Harry, Professor Snape is trying to help you. It would be best if you keep your anger at a minimum. Besides, it's not him you should be angry at" She said with a firm tone.

"Sorry" Harry muttered feeling guilty, he then saw movement from the other direction and he turned to find Headmaster Dumbledore coming toward his bed.

"Harry, do you remember what happened?" Albus asked, and Harry stiffened. Severus watched in silence as Harry closed himself off. Harry nodded, but didn't say anything.
"What happened Harry?" Minerva asked gently, and Harry almost said something, but he stopped short. Why did they care? They just wanted him to save their world, that's all they cared about. Harry shook his head, and Minerva looked puzzled. Never before had Harry done this to her.

Severus stepped toward the boy again, he knew how to get him to talk.

"Listen here Potter" Severus started sternly. "You are going to tell us what happened, or I'm going to perform legilimency on you" Severus threatened, but Harry was unfamiliar with the concept, so he shrugged.

"What's legilimency?" He asked Minerva, and she stopped glaring at Severus to answer his question.

"It's forcing yourself into the mind of others to see their thoughts and memories" she said quietly, and Harry stiffened.

"You can't do that" He began and Severus smiled.

"Oh I can Potter, and there's no way to stop me because you're just a child. You don't know how to perform occlumency. Now tell us or I will do it" he threatened. Harry sighed and he knew no other way out.

"Fine. I was cooking breakfast and got distracted. Something went wrong, and I got punished for it" Harry said as if it were nothing, but Severus pushed on.

"How were you punished?" He continued, but Harry glared at him.

"Why do you want to know?" He screamed and Severus glared as he stepped closer to Harry.

"You will do your best to desist this yelling. I am trying to help you Potter, what don't you understand about that?" Sever said angrily and Harry sighed from the bed. All three adults were watching him with worry.

"Fine. I'll tell you" Harry muttered, as he accepted his defeat.

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