Hey, guys. Sorry it's been so long. I need reviews, and I really need your input to the 4 questions o asked. If you don't remember,

1. Should anyone get revenge on the Dursley's, and who?

2. Should anyone get revenge on Dumbledore, and who?

3. Should Ron be a prat?

4. Who do you pair Harry with?

Snape's POV

I fought a smile as Albus flew through the window. He truly deserved it, ignoring an injustice like this! I hate Ha- I mean, Potter, but abuse? And turning a blind eye? Then acting remorseful and turning around and torturing the boy? That, in my book, was unacceptable.

When he flew through the window- without a broom, I might add- I had reached the limit of shit I can take from the old bastard.

He smiled, eyes twinkling. "Hello Minerva, Poppy, Severus. How are you three doing?"

"DUMBLEDORE! Can you shut the hell up for once? I am sick and tired of you!" I explode. "First you give the boy to those muggles! Then you turn a blind eye to their abuse, and then you torture and rape him! What did Harry ever do to you?"

They all turned to me, shocked.

"You called me-"

"Shut up, Potter, don't press your luck."

"Severus, you must understand-"

"NO!" And with that, I grab the old coot by the shoulders and man handle him out of the room, before stopping at the nearest winding staircase. Relishing his look of horror, I summon all my strength and throw the man down, enjoying his moans and screams.

Nodding contently, I barge back into the hospital room. I kneel down to become eye level with the boy.

"Potter... I have treated you unjustly. For that, I offer my deepest condolences."

And with that, I stride out if the room.

Harry's POV

When Snape exploded, he said my name. Harry. Not Potter, Harry. What the fuck...? Nah. It had to be a figment of my imagination. But when the furious man sieges Dumbledore by the shoulders and all but threw him out of the room? That was a shock.

"Did he just...?" I ask McGonnagall.

"Call you Harry? Defend you? Become enraged at the injustice that occurred? Yes, he did," she said, smiling smugly.

I shook my head.

"No. He hates me."

At that moment, Snape marched into the room.

He knelt down, and told me that he had treated me unjustly... And then apologized! Before I could say anything, he promptly stood up and strode from the room, black robes billowing behind him.

"Professor, how does he-"

"Billow? That, young man, is a question I have been wondering for 17 years."

With a smirk, I turned over and went to sleep.

Snape's POV

I apologized. I never apologize! What had come over me? I called him Harry! He meant nothing to me, what had I done? But... Was I starting to care for him?

No. Just because he had need abused and betrayed, doesn't mean I liked him. Or even tolerated him. Harry was just a boy, an annoying, dunderheaded- did I just mentally call him Harry!? Next thing I know, I'll be adopting him.

No, there was no way in hell that was happening. He looks so much like his father!

But, my mind argued, he acts like his mother! And did you see the eyes?

Fuck you, I told it, who asked you?

You did. You see, I am you, and you are me!

Yeah, yeah. Just shut up, will you?

My rebellious conscience laughed at me.