A/N: Weeeeeellll this one is short too..I had forgotten that it was...the last chapter and this one where like...the fillers for chapter five? I dunno..but this is a slow moving story guys ok? Um...in this one...it's mainly Harry fuming and Sev/Harry banter...other than that...the real fun begins next chapter...I'm warning you NOW everyone...this story DOES contain graphic torture scenes...but I will mark them off so that you can skip them if you wish ok? Uuuum...that's it? ;3;

oh! I don't own Eon by Celldweller (neither do i own Harry Potter or the characters therein blah blah blah the whole nine yards) okie day? Enjoy!

Chapter four- Eon

If time's a song

I won't wait for its reprise

I am done wishing

Farewells and goodbyes

I won't let this place

Overshadow my

Birthright

I won't wait for another eon!

"That git! Fishing for information, yet insulting you. I knew there was a reason why I never accepted his hand on the train!"

Severus watched as Harry paced his classroom, anger and magic crackling off of him in waves. He wondered what had truly set the child off. Probably being stuck in his animagus form all day.

"He will no doubt complain to his father." was his off handed comment, drawing a sharp green gaze.

"That is beside the point. He's spoiled. He would have broke if ever put in my position. Or yours. Do any of your Slytherins realize just how much you watch out for them?"

The older wizard cocked a brow.

"Hardly. They care for themselves for the most part. How best they can survive. You should know that intimately enough." he replied dryly.

Harry stiffened and looked away.

"Shut up, git."

Stifling a smirk of amusement the potions master crossed the room to his desk and pulled out some papers. He stared at the important documents a moment, before handing them off to Harry.

"Read those over and stop being a brat. You shouldn't take your anger out on me. It's not my fault your animagus form is so adorable." Severus mocked, his voice lacking its usual bite.

Harry scowled and stalked to a desk where he sat and perused the paper. Halfway through the first document the teen's eyes widened and his green orbs darted to his teacher's in astonishment.

"Is this real?"

A nod.

"If I sign this..."

Another nod, this time with a smirk.

Harry gulped, hands shaking and palms sweaty. For the first time in a while he was terrified. He was holding two papers that would change his life forever. One was an emancipation paper; the other was an adoption request. The young wizard gazed from one page to the other in a state of fear and shock.

What did the git get from this? What as in it for him? Why would he want someone so broken? So destroyed? So angry? Did he really care about Harry? Or was this just the man's way of torturing him. Why had he so easily trusted Severus to begin with? Would he turn in him the moment he signed the papers?

The brunet scowled and pushed the adoption papers to the side, then drew the emancipation request closer to his person. He signed the dotted line and handed the paper to his mentor with shaking hands that he refused to acknowledge.

"I need more time for the adoption papers."

Severus, although hurt, understood the wariness that caused the teen to make such a decision. He nodded his head and removed the papers from Harry's trembling hand.

"I understand. The emancipation papers will be filed tonight after I am finished grading papers."

Harry nodded, brushing his shoulder length hair from his face as he frowned over the other document. He needed more proof of his mentor's sincerity. He knew he was hurting the man with his indecision, but he also knew that the man would appreciate the extra thought put into it.

"What class do you have next? I should probably show my face to the masses." he drawled while folding the adoption papers and placing it in his robe pocket.

Severus sniffed but began to spell instructions on his board for the next batch of students.

"Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, of course."

Harry tilted his head in thought, eyes narrowed as his gaze grew distant.

"So Gryffindor and Slytherian will be either studying, eating dinner or in the dorms."

The potions professor inclined his head and spelled the rest of his potion instructions on the board. He allowed his dark eyes to travel over his student whilst the younger animagus pondered over his information. The boy seemed to have lost weight in the few weeks since school started. Which was bad, considering the poor eating habits of the child to begin with. He'd have to remedy this. It was unacceptable for his student and potential son, to be neglecting his body so much. Mentally compiling a list of all of the things he'd need to make a Nutrition Potion, he missed the brief but soft smile that the object of his thoughts sent his way.

"I think I shall make my way to the Great Hall. Most everyone will be preoccupied, therefore it should be relatively safe for me to travel the halls."

Severus blinked, eyes once more focusing on Magic's chosen.

"I don't suggest such a venture. You never know who could be out there."

Harry expelled a puff of irritated air, and made his way to the door at the back of the class.

"If I need anything I'll be sure to shout loudly, so that you can act like my knight in black rusty armor and save my arse." quipped the teen sarcastically.

Snape glared at the brat and curled his lip in a sneer.

"Get out. Come back when you're more serious about your welfare." he snapped, sounding angry even though his black orbs glittered teasingly.

Harry bit back a grin and slipped out of his mentor's classroom, knowing that said man wasn't as angry as he sounded. Casting one last glance at the potion master's turned back , he closed the door gently behind him and then made his way to the Great Hall.