Hey all, internet went out for several hours tonight, so complements of my service provider (and me getting pissed about it) you get another bonus chapter. I'm having problems getting the site to load my documents so I'm not sure if it will be named right but this is Chapter 10: Bonus Chapter!! (shorter than usual but hey it is a 'bonus chapter' after all :P

Not beta'd yet so excuse any mistakes. It is currently 4:30am, I have just finished and am posting.

Disclaimer: As usual, not mine, JK with all her money and beauty wouldn't have to worry about bad internet service :P

Bonus Chapter!!

"Harry, would you like to go to see the Quidditch World Cup with the Weasley's and myself?"...

"Can we? Can we really go?" Harry asked excitedly.

"Yes, your grandfather informed me several days ago that it was my decision. He will arrange for us to take a portkey to the Weasley's and then arrange for another back to the school. He also would like for us to have an emergency portkey just in case." Severus agreed to the trip.

"This is great! Thanks a lot Severus! I've never been anywhere before like that. The last time I was allowed to go anywhere, was right before I turned eleven and got my Hogwarts letter. I went to the zoo with my cousin for his birthday. There was an old lady down the road that used to keep me. Ms. Figg was ok, but she had a lot of cats. She used to show me pictures of them all the time." he reiterated.

"This time though she called my Aunt and told her that she couldn't watch me that she had broken her leg, so they had to take me. Aunt Petunia was ticked. It wasn't so bad at first. They bought my cousin an ice cream, they didn't leave fast enough and the lady asked what I wanted and my Uncle bought me a cheap lemon ice. It was pretty good though. Everything was fine until, what I learned later to be my accidental magic, acted up." He sadly illustrated before his eyes formed a far off look in them.

"What happened with your magic?" Severus gently nudged him to continue. He knew that it wasn't good for the boy to keep everything in like he had been doing. He didn't want the boy to stop talking, but didn't want to push him too hard either.

"Well my cousin Dudley was knocking on the glass to a Burmese Python, but it wouldn't move. I walked up after he left of boredom, and um...well...started talking to it. Then Dudley after seeing it move come running back and pushed me to the floor out of his way. Well the next thing we knew, the glass, which Dudley was leaning on, moved. He went, head first into the water. The python got away." Harry giggled at the memory. "The only thing was, Dudley couldn't get out. So I got blamed for it. When we got home I was 'punished' and not allowed to eat for several days. It was my 'freakishness' that Uncle Vernon blamed it on." Harry finished gravely.

"Well, we'll just have to make sure you enjoy yourself then won't we?" Severus assured him. Harry had never had anyone to want him to enjoy himself. He never expected anyone to either, especially the potions professor who had made his life a living hell for the last 3 years. Harry didn't know what to feel. He felt excitement bubbling up. He tried to push it down, he couldn't help it. He completely agreed and had tons of experience with the old muggle saying 'if it seems too good to be true, it usually is'.

Harry had lived on that saying for most of his life. He had learned not to expect anything out of life. He had figured out from an early age not to ask for anything and not to expect anything good to happen. He knew not to ask for things he wouldn't get, and he knew nothing good ever happened, so what was the use in getting ones hopes up just for them to be smashed back down.

He truly tried hard not to become excited about going to the World Cup with Severus and the Weasley's, but something this big was hard to overlook.

Severus could tell by the way the boy was acting he was having some sort of internal struggle. He knew better than to pry though. The boy had revealed more information in the last 10 minutes than he had all three previous years combined. He knew not to look a gift unicorn in the mouth. That is something he needed to work on in the future, if not he, then someone else definitely.

The poor...('oh lord, here I go calling the Potter brat a 'poor boy'. I have got to stop this, I am becoming too soft!) boy had kept enough to himself. He wouldn't have had to live like that for so many years if he had told someone. Now he was trying to deal with it all on his own. He needed to talk it out, tell someone what had been unjustly done to him. He needed to release his past from his present and future.

"Well, what do you say we take a break and head out for some fresh air?" Severus suggested.

"I have a better idea!" Harry exclaimed as he headed for the door. He turned around to see Severus still standing in the same place. "You coming?" he asked.

"Where are we going?" Severus eyed the boy suspiciously.

Harry laughed. "You'll see, don't worry we're not leaving the castle!" 'This man has trust issues.' Harry thought. 'I guess I would too after being a spy for so long.'

"I do not like surprises young man, so if it is anywhere that we may run into danger I prefer to go outdoors, or at least know where it is we're going." Severus gave the boy one of the most serious looks he could muster.

"It's no where dangerous Severus I promise. Gran and Granddad took me there first. It's as safe as we are here" He reassured the man before him.. Harry didn't know for sure how safe it was but knew if his Gran and Granddad took him there it couldn't be too dangerous.

Severus was hesitant to follow the boy to anywhere unknown. However he figured the boy wouldn't lie to him, and that if Albus and Minerva did indeed take him there then it had to be safe.

Severus reluctantly allowed Harry to lead him out of their quarters and down the hall. Before long they stood before a clear area of wall. It was odd. Any person who didn't have an eye for something even slightly unusual would not have noticed. Severus though, being a spy for so many years, had his eyes and mind trained to pick up on anything the least bit out of the ordinary. This area of the wall was just that. Sure, every wall in the castle was made like this. Most though, had pictures or statues, or some sort of decoration. One could find a few areas that were bare. This area however, was a bit too bare, in a rather large space. Severus wondered what was going on. And why was Harry pacing back in forth in front of it?

"Harry what are you doing? Why are you pacing in front of the bare wall?" He tiredly asked.

Harry just looked back up at him and grinned. "Give me just a moment and you shall see. It's something I think you'll like!"

Harry resumed his pacing and on his third pass of the empty wall, a door appeared. It was made of wood and stone. It was odd looking, so Severus thought. It seemed to be made of stone with wooden borders and wooden beams across the stone. There were designs carved into the stone and what looked to be Latin written on the door.

Severus started to read the writing but before he could even so much as look at the first word he was silently pushed into the room from behind.

It surprised him actually, that this boy who was usually scared of him, was actually behind him pushing lightly on his back like a...child would his father. This thought also surprised Severus. At the same time, it warmed his heart. Harry had said earlier, that spending time with him felt like he had a 'dad' sometimes.

Severus entered the room and Harry quit pushing him and walked around in front of him. Harry burst out laughing at the look on Severus' face. The normally emotionless faced man, was now standing there with eyes as big as quaffles and his mouth ajar.

Severus, when Harry quit pushing, actually noticed the room they had entered. If you wanted to call it a room that is. They were in a meadow of sorts, where they stood. They were standing on beautiful, thick, rich, green grass. There were wild flowers of every color shape and size growing sporadically in the grass. About 15 meters from the door they entered through, was a lightly wooded area. There were many trees of all sizes spaced out perfect for running.

"Harry where are we? I've never seen this area of the grounds before" He asked when he was finally able to gather his thoughts.

"Thats because we're not on the grounds Professor" Harry smiled. "According to Gran and Granddad this is the Room of Requirement. Built by Godric Gryffindor and Rowena Ravenclaw. All you have to do is pace in front of where the door should be. Think about what you need, and the door shall appear. Whatever kind of room or anything you need will be inside. I wanted somewhere to show you something, and you wanted to go outdoors so I compromised." He grinned at his awestruck guardian.

"So say if I needed a potions lab, that is what it would be?" Severus asked.

"Yup, thats what Granddad said" Harry replied.

"Yes, this room could come in quite handy. You realize that you must keep it to yourself when term begins do you not? I can think of several students, certainly a set of twins, who could cause much mischief in this 'room'." He said.

"Of course, and besides if the other students found out, it would always be in use and I could never use it." Harry answered cheekily.

Severus had to try hard to keep from rolling his eyes at the boy. "Very well, so why are we..."

Before he could even finish his question, Harry shot him a sly grin. His senses picked up a strong wave of magical energy and he heard a small pop. With in seconds where once stood the boy Harry, now stood Harry the silver wolf. He wasn't big by any means thus far. Yet he wasn't small either.

Severus couldn't say he was surprised. No, he didn't know what they were doing there, but he wasn't shocked. "I assume that you would like to go spend some energy?" he asked.

Harry the wolf nodded his head in response. He was sitting on his back haunches with mouth drew back and his tongue lolling out to the side. Severus had to admit it was almost a funny sight.

"Go on then." He replied. He watched as Harry stood up and took a few steps towards the trees before he turned back towards him and whimpered slightly and ducked his head.

Severus sighed. "I assume your grandparents, meddling as the are, told you I was an animagus?"

Harry immediately perked up and nodded once more. "I believe I am safe in assuming that you would like for me to join you?"

If wolves could bounce in place that is definitely what Harry was doing. Severus had to try hard to hold back a laugh that wanted to escape at that. It was just so...well...cute!

"Very well, I could use some stretching as well. Which form would you like me to transform into?" Severus asked in a exaggerated tone.

At this Harry promptly stopped bouncing and sat and turned his head slightly to the side in confusion. His green eyes looking into the deep pools of black, trying to understand. 'Which form? They didn't say he had two!!' Harry thought.

Severus couldn't help it, he did laugh this time. Which re-conjured Harry's energy, seeing that he immediately stood up and started panting again and wagging his bushy tail. "Yes you silly child, I have two forms." He answered still smiling fondly at the animal before him. "I have the rare ability of two magical forms. I believe for this little excursion, I know the form that would suit just fine."

Harry gave a energetic bark in response. He sat again and gave a quick nod to show the man that he was ready and waiting.

Severus shook his head at the boys...or wolfs, antics. He wished the boy could be like this all the time. He acts so withdrawn most of the time. He would have to work on that as well. For the time being though, it was time for fun.

Severus looked at the wolf again and gave a curt nod. A few seconds and a small pop later. It was Harry's turn to be surprised. He immediately backed up a step and drew his head back as his eyes grew wide in surprise. Then he started wagging his tail and released a couple of barks. Where previously stood his guardian was none other than a black kneazle.

'How odd' Harry thought. He had never seen a solid colored kneazle before. Most were spotted or speckled in some manner. He was definitely not a cat though. His lion-like tail gave that away, as well as his ears (which were slightly larger than a cats). Not to mention the fact that Severus had said this would be one of his two magical forms.

Harry wagged his tail and turned towards the trees and walked a few paces before turning around to ensure that his cat-like guardian was following.

He waited a moment for Severus to catch up to him. When he did Harry reached out a paw and lightly tapped the kneazle on the leg before taking off into the trees, enacting a game of tag.

The two ran around for a good while, chasing one another in and out of the trees. Severus even surprised Harry once. He had been chasing Harry and decided to sneak up behind him and tag him.

Severus had climbed up into a tree and waited while Harry, in his wolf form, realized he wasn't following. Sure enough, a moment later, Harry returned with his nose to the ground.

Severus had made sure to back track and leap up into a tree which would not allow his scent to be followed. Harry reached where he had stopped and stood with his back to him looking around. He quietly leaped out of his tree and stealthily walked up directly behind the boy before swatting at his tail.

Harry jumped at the sudden attack from behind and readied himself for battle. He relaxed visibly upon seeing Severus there.

Severus hadn't meant to actually scare the boy, or wolf rather. He made a mental to avoid doing that again.

They resumed their game after he walked over and looked into the green eyes of the wolf. Harry nodded that he was ok, understanding the unasked question.

After several games of tag in their animagus forms, Severus walked back into the meadow, turning to make sure that he had not lost his charge. Once reaching the meadow Severus returned to his human form. Breathing heavily and a sheen of sweat beginning to form on his pale face.

Harry upon seeing Severus transform back to his human body, did the same. They both sat comfortably in the grassy meadow, backs leaning against the wall of the room.

"Would you like some pumpkin juice? I can call Belkin to bring it." He offered his exhausted charge.

"No need." Harry slyly responded, as two large goblets of pumpkin juice appeared. "The room provides everything we need" He explained at Severus' shocked looked.

"Ahhh." Severus sighed as he finished downed his beverage in one large tip of his goblet.

"If you are ready to return, it is almost time for dinner. I will speak with your grandfather after dinner about our arrangements for the World Cup. You may wish to write your friend Mr. Weasley and inform him that the headmaster will be making arrangements in the next day or two for us to attend."

"Yes sir." Harry automatically replied.

They left the room of requirement, and made their way back to their quarters. Severus politely informed the portrait of Lord Kinston that they did not have time to talk, or they would be late for dinner. Lord Kinston apologized and after touching their respective places, allowed them entrance.

After dinner in the Great Hall, Severus followed Dumbledore back to his office and informed him of his decision to accompany Harry to the Quidditch World Cup.

Albus would arrange for them to arrive at the Weasley's by portkey, at 7am on the morning of the event. They would take another portkey with the Weasley's from the Ministry appointed area, to the area outside of the Stadium. He had also arranged for Severus and Harry to have emergency portkeys in case any trouble should arise. They would also have a way of contacting Albus should they need anything, by way of magical parchment. After the World Cup, when the Weasley's would take the ministry portkey back to the same place near the burrow, Severus and Harry would take one that Albus provided, back to the entrance hall at Hogwarts.

Being that it was Tuesday, and the World Cup was on Saturday, Albus had planned to fire call the Weasley's in the morning before Arthur left for work at the Ministry, to inform them of everything.

Later that night Harry sent an owl to Ron telling him he was allowed to go.

Ron,

Hey mate! Guess what? I CAN GO!! Great isn't it? I couldn't believe it. I have so much to fill you in on. It might have to wait though. I'm sure we will be busy enough with the goings on at the Match.

I know you're going to hate this part though, Snape is coming with me. Before you get all angry, hear me out. We are actually getting along pretty well lately. We are on a first name basis now. Weird huh? I still have to call him 'professor' or 'sir' when term starts back, but for now he lets me call him Severus. We actually had fun today too. Anyways, I'll fill you in about that later.

Dumbledore (Harry laughed as he thought about how weird it was that even though it had only been a few days, it was starting to feel odd calling his grandfather by his last name.) said that he's going to fire call your folks in the morning with the arrangements. We're going to portkey there and back.

Well I best get this letter sent before it gets too late. I can't wait to see you guys. Oh, I almost forgot. Did Hermione say weather or not her parents are letting her go? Write back.

Harry.

After he finished and sent off his letter he decided that it was best to go ahead to bed. There was not really enough time to get started with anything else, and he was feeling sort of exhausted from his fun with Severus (now that's something he never thought would happen!) earlier that day.

Harry slept soundly that night for once. No dreams of the abuse he suffered at the hand of his relatives. No nightmares of Voldemort or Wormtail. Just quiet peace full sleep.

Before Harry even knew it, Friday night was there. Everything had gone perfect so far. Nothing had happened to keep him from going with his friends to the World Cup.

He had received a letter back from Ron on Wednesday and was shocked at his friends response.

Harry,

Thats great! I can't wait. It's Bulgaria against Ireland. Krum is the seeker for Bulgaria, he's supposed to be the youngest seeker to go to the world cup ever! He's great!

Dumbledore fire called this morning and made the arrangements with dad. I can't believe how early we have to get up, and the match doesn't start until later that night! Dad says it's because we need to get the tent and everything set up and have time to relax and enjoy ourselves before the match starts. It's still too bloody early to me though.

I can't believe Snape, no excuse me "Severus" (haha) is going too. No worries though mate. I'll deal with it. After your birthday and all, Mum kind of caught me and the twins insulting and planning to prank him. She flipped, lectured us all on how we should behave, and not put you in the middle of it because he is your guardian now. She even threatened to ground us from everything, including quidditch (can you believe it!), if we even as so much as breathed in a bad way when it concerns him. I may not like him, but mum is right, he is your guardian now. I will say this though. If he keeps on being a git to you, he will find himself with Gryffindor hair and gold skin, that not even Dumbledore can get rid of! And if he hurts you...Merlin help him!

As for your last question, Yes! Hermione's parents agreed to let her come. They had to leave immediately for their holiday though, so they wouldn't have to cut it short. That was nice of them, I mean it is the Quidditch World Cup after all. It's not like it happens everyday!

Well I best be going, mum is yelling at the twins again. They were going to test one of their fake wands on her, I guess it worked! Take it easy Mate! See you on Saturday!

Your Best Mate,

Ron

Harry was so excited about going to the quidditch cup with his friends and Severus, that he was having trouble sleeping. He'd lay on one side for a moment and it would get uncomfortable so he would turn over and the same thing would happen. He tried to clear his mind of nothing but the meadow, but his thoughts of flying only led to thoughts of tomorrow and the match.

He finally got up and went to the dining area. "Dobby?" He silently called. Within a moment the excited little house elf appeared. He was still excited but his voice seemed a little dry as if he had just woken up.

"I'm sorry Dobby, did I wake you?" 'Do house elves even sleep?' Harry wondered. He had never seen them sleep before. Or heard of it for that matter.

"Oh, no Master Harry Potter sirs, it is no matter, Dobby is happy to do anything for his Harry Potter sirs. No matter what times of day or nights. Dobby will take good cares of his Harry Potter. He is great wizard, he made Dobbys work better. Dobby is happy now thanks to great Harry Potter sirs. What can Dobby do for you Master sirs?" the elf bounced excitedly in anticipation.

"I'm sorry Dobby, thank you, I was just having some trouble sleeping and was wondering if you could bring me some hot cocoa? That usually helps me fall asleep." he requested. He hated using Dobby like that, but he knew the house elf enjoyed it and that he would never to get sleep without some help.

With a quiet 'pop' the little elf disappeared. A moment later he returned floating a large mug of delicious hot chocolate. Harry accepted it with gratitude and took a deep breath. Relishing in the delightful smell of the mix. Dobby even remember the little marshmallows that Harry liked. He smiled at the little elf.

"Dobby? Do house elves sleep?" He asked.

"Oh yes sirs we do! We's do not sleep as long as our humans do. We has much work to do before we can go to sleeps and before our humans gets up. House elves only needs about 4 hours sleep a nights Master Harry sirs. Any longers and we's bouncing off walls. Our humans years agos figured out how much sleeps we need to works properly. You see Master Harry Potter sirs, if we get too little sleep, we becomes addicted to works, we likes to works. If we gets to much sleeps then we gets over hypers and starts bouncing off walls." The elf excitedly told Harry.

"I'm sorry if I woke you Dobby. I didn't mean to. You may go back to bed. I'm fine. I just needed some help getting to sleep." Harry apologized

"Oh no sirs! Harry Potter sirs is the bestest wizard! Dobby will do anything. Dobby was just finishing his last chore to going to his place to sleeps when Harry Potter sirs called! Dobby is happy that his Harry Potter calls him! Does Master Harry Potter need anything else?" the elf asked with a big grin on his face. "If Master Harry likes Dobby could makes him a snack or fixes his bed for him" he added shyly.

Unknown to the two occupants of the dining area, Severus had heard Harry leave his room. Severus too was unable to sleep, but for different reasons. His mark and been tingling lately. It worried Severus. He knew that the Dark Lord was getting stronger. He hoped that Harry could enjoy being a child for at least one day.

He had stood at the end of the hallway and observed the whole exchange between the boy and the elf. He knew if the boy was to get up early and not be in an intolerable mood, he needed to get some sleep. He stepped around the corner making his presence known.

"Thank you Dobby, you may go. I will make sure Mr. Potter is suited for sleep. You may get some rest yourself." He nodded curtly at the elf.

"Thank you Master Professor Snape sirs, you is good wizard too. You look after Dobby's Harry Potter. Dobby knew yous was good man. Dobby saws it even around old Masters. Does Master Professor sirs need anything before Dobby goes?" The elf replied.

"I am fine, Thank you Dobby. That will be all." He dismissed the elf. With an accepting nod and a smile at Harry the elf left their presence.

"As for you, I believe you may be in need of something a little more relaxing and stronger than hot cocoa. Would you object to a mild sleeping drought?" he offered, hoping the boy would accept.

"No sir, I'd like that. I want to be well rested for in the morning." He indeed accepted.

"Mind telling me why you are not able to sleep?" Severus inquired. He figured that it was because the boy was excited. He wanted to be sure that the boy was not having anymore nightmares.

He had run into the boys room at least two to three times a week since he arrived to find the boy screaming like a banshee in the throws of a nightmare. Sometimes he could catch words or phrases such as 'No', 'Please no more,' 'I'll be good!'.

He would simply place a hand on the boys forehead and tell him it was ok that it was just a nightmare. The boy would rarely wake up, and when he did he would just lay there and go back to sleep. Normally however, he would just relax and lean into the touch. Severus could tell from that, he was starved for affection.

Harry shrugged at the question. "Nightmares?" Severus asked.

"No sir, just excited I think. I keep trying to imagine the meadow, but I'm so used to imagining flying that it jut pops up as well. From there I can't help but think of tomorrow." He answered. Harry couldn't believe how easy it was getting to talk to the man.

"I see. Well then go ahead back to bed, I will be in after a moment with a potion to help." Severus instructed the boy.

Harry went back to his room and climbed into bed. He only had to wait for a moment before Severus entered. A vile full or electric blue potion in one hand. Harry looked at it oddly. He had never seen sleeping potion that color before.

Noticing the look on the boys face, Severus explained "It is one of my own creations. A mild mixture of sleeping drought, and euphoria potion. Dreamless sleep is very addictive and can leave you groggy. This is a diluted sleeping potion for sleep, and euphoria potion to alleviate nightmares by causing the person over comfort in the unconscious state, without leaving one groggy upon wakening."

"Wow, I guess I can see why Granddad hired you" Harry replied, surprised and proud with himself for understanding what Severus had just explained. "Well, bottoms up." He joked downing all of the potion in one go.

He was asleep with a goofy smile on his face before his head even hit the pillow. Severus laid him down and placed the vile in his pocket. He wished Harry would smile like that all the time. If what people say about one smile could brighten up a room full of people. That person must have been Harry. For Severus now felt like he would do anything to make him smile.

"What on earth have you done to me Harry? Goodnight my dear child" he wished, making sure the boy was tucked in and comfortable. "If any of those idiot followers saw me now, I'd be dead before my next breath. Tucking in Harry bloody Potter and calling him 'my dear child'" he whispered to himself, shaking his head as he left the room.

So...what do you think?