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Harry awoke some time later. He awoke but found difficulty in opening his eyes properly. After a short period of profuse blinking he found himself starting to the ceiling above his thumping head. "

ouch, that smarts"

Then he realised and after looking around the room continuously he realised that he actually had no idea where he was, shock dawned on him as well as immense guilt upon recounting the events from beforehand, in the maze. These were the events that he would rather have not remembered.
Where was Snape, what was he doing, before he had passed out on the sofa, or whatever had happened, he was sure that he was in Snape's quarters at Hogwars –

"wait, it was two or three days before the holidays back then, perhaps I'd been put under sedation or something, to keep me calm, I was pretty het up back then – I guess that's the answer."
After a bit of shuffling around and kicking off the covers he found that he was still dressed in the red and black top and black pants from the other day.
"that is gross, I really need a shower."

He tossed the covers back onto the bed and rearranged them, sort of and proceeded to the bathroom. The water was so warm, welcoming and relieving; not to mention it felt so good to wash away all that dirt, and watch the pain and darkness flow away with it.

"Potter, are you in there?" a sudden voice outside the bathroom door interrupted his thoughts. Even though Snape was harry's father he still liked to refer to him as "potter" he believed it to "accurately portray his authoritative nature."
"yeah, in here, having a shower, be out soon!" He said hopefully, there were no rules in place that he was aware of that rendered him forbidden from showering surely?
"all right, don't take forever about it though"
Harry felt a wave of relief wash over him, like the water was, graceful and relaxing. For one short moment he thought he was about to be belittled from using a somewhat essential facility.
Harry turned off the water, stepped out, dried and dressed himself in a pair of blue jeans and a black t-shirt. It was summer after all…

"That'll do" he thought before he turned and just as he was about to head downstairs, he caught a glimpse of something underneath the bed. Something brown, and sincere looking, so he headed over to it and bent down to get a closer look.
"My trunk" he said to nobody in particular. "I was beginning to wonder where all my stuff was, it hasn't been unpacked, this is something that I could entertain myself with now before having to face Snape again after the other night" he thought.
Harry clicked open the trunk in a flash, and peeked inside.

He pulled out the various items that were stored inside and tossed them aside onto the warm carpet that he only just realised was there. –Invisibility cloak, school books, texts, quills, ink, parchment, owl treats, clothes, another separate bag of clothes lay beside the trunk also; pictures, the photo album from Hagrid, the chess board and pieces from Ron, the book from Hermione, some random gifts that he had got from Sirius and Remus in third year and some other junk like packaged sweets. He was almost at the bottom of the trunk when he came across something that lay next to his wand. "A book?"
Then he realised… "That book, that Fred and George got me for Christmas, I've never had the time to read it before now… I really should"; then he recalled what Ron had told him.

"That'll come in handy Harry, all of us can have a great deal of fun, it means you have an excuse for just about anything, trouble and all. You can do what the hell you like and it'll be fantastic for using to get out of trouble with Snape. And what's more, the people who know about the book can see it, what I mean is… I know about it because Fred and George bought it when I was with them, they know about it because they bought it and you do because we got it for you, but nobody and I mean nobody else at all, knows about it, or can see it!"

Then Harry was distracted from his thoughts once again by his father entering the room.
"Good morning Potter"
"Do you HAVE to call me Potter? I mean I am your son and all…."
"Mr Potter, is that the way you should greet your father then, watch your mouth, and your attitude."
"Sorry, good morning."
"Right, anyway, how are you feeling, you were kept under sedation for the last two days because things the other night got rather… out of hand"
Then Harry realised, and instead of becoming saddened by the past events, he seemed more angry than anything. Anger that he believed to be radiating from himself.

"It's my fault" he thought angrily, with such an intense emotion that he almost snapped out his answer.
"I'm fine thanks, I don't really remember it much anyway."
"That's fine but you need to watch your attitude, otherwise there'll be consequences to face."
"Yeah, sorry" he mumbled almost inaudibly

"well, it's the first day of the holidays and I believe that something to eat is in order, scene as you haven't eaten properly in two days, I believe you could do with an early lunch"
"I'm not hungry thanks."

"you need to eat you know, come.."

Harry put the remaining items from his trunk into the draw, being careful to place the book under some clothes, after all he would look a little foolish putting an invisible book into the draw, and furthermore it would arise attention; Snape's attention and suspicions are something Harry decided he would rather not deal with yet.
"I said I'm fine, I don't want anything, I'm really not hungry – at all."
"Potter, I gave you an order to follow and I mean it"
Harry reluctantly closed the draw with a dramatic thud and followed Snape down the stairs and through the corridors of Snape mannor to the kitchen."

A/N: Harry is getting more dramatic right?
Any comments are welcome and ideas for anything

Sorry it took me so long to update, I had my finals for the year and now there is a lot more time. I can update more often, a lot more often I promise. Thanks for the support for the story so far, this is the first one that I had actually considered continuing, all the others were discontinued because I ran short on ideas and had no support so thanks guys.

In the next chapter, Harry reads the book and begins to get some ideas. The trouble starts, and the book gives him some fine ideas and ways to get away from the house and into the parties (or wherever he goes - *tries not to give too much away.*

The other characters such as Ron come in.

Harry gets more temperamental around Snape (not his friends so much) and begins to turn bad.