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I know this chapter was really short but I needed a way to introduce how both Harry and Snape were feeling, as well as the school year starting again. Starting now I'm basically going to skim through the year because pretty much everything that happened in the book or movie is my timeline for what happened in this story. It's about to get good so I hope you keep reading. And if you have any questions feel free to ask me.

Enjoy!

"Severus" Madame Promfrey said with a smile as Snape walked into the infirmary.

Snape nodded to her and pulled a small box out of his robes, he tapped it with his wand to enlarge it. "Here are the potions you asked for; I believe they will last about a month."

Promfrey chuckled "You never know with the students at Hogwarts, especially since Mister Potter hasn't graduated yet."

Snape let a small grin spread across his face for a nano second, at the mention of Harry, and then it disappeared so fast Promfrey wasn't even sure she had seen it in the first place.

Snape turned on his heel and walked out of the infirmary doors, cursing himself for letting his smile slip by his mask.

Pomfrey smirked as he walked away.

Snape was on his way to the Great Hall, the students were already back from their summer vacations. Snape was late for the fest because once of the potions for the infirmary had taken longer than it should have.

Right as he was about to enter through the teachers way to the great hall he saw a silvery mist from out of the corner of his eye.

He walked towards it and saw a very confused and raggedy looking patrouns. It came up to him when it saw him coming closer and said in a very depressing voice, which Snape had a feeling was Tonks', "Harry missed carriages please come and open gate."

Snape sighed; it was just like the boy to miss the carriages. He began walking to the front doors. As he stepped into the cool night air, he put on his best angry Professor face and made his way to the gates.

When he got there, he had a bout of anger rush through his body. Standing beside a very sullen looking Tonks was a very bloody looking Harry. His nose was broken by the looks of it and blood was splattered all over his shirt.

He glared at the two of them and made some scathing remarks to Tonks before she harrumphed and left.

Once Harry was inside the gate and Tonks was gone, Snape dropped his facade and grabbed Harry's shoulders. He turned the boy around and looked into his face "Who did this to you?"

Harry jerked out of his grasp "No one" he muttered. He was still angry at Snape for his messed up summer with Nate. Hell he was still angry with Snape from when Snape said that Harry was just a fuck.

"Don't be ridiculous Harry; I don't believe you simply fell on your face." Snape said trying to reach out to Harry again.

Harry just pulled back once again, he glared at Snape "It's none of your business Professor" he spat the title with vengeance.

Snape could feel his anger boiling inside of him. He understood that Harry was still mad at him but he wouldn't allow anyone to speak to him like that. Not to mention the fact that his patience was already running thin, after spending the summer watching Harry flirt and kiss another boy. Harry was his and he intended on staking his claim.

He grabbed Harry by the shoulders and forcefully looked him in the eyes "I am still your Professor and you will treat me as such!" he said in a deadly whisper that would normally turn seventh years to blubbering piles of mush.

However Harry's face only hardened in anger and Snape saw something in the glimmer in Harry's eyes he had never seen before. It was pure hate, Snape was shocked he couldn't believe that after all they had went through that Harry would hate him. Or maybe he could, he knew his words, after the incident in their Occlumency lesson were harsh but he didn't think Harry hated him.

"At least" Snape said letting go "let me fix your nose."

Harry thought about it for a moment. He wasn't happy about letting Snape fix his nose but yet he didn't want to walk into the Great Hall with it still broken.

He nodded simply and Snape sighed. He raised his wand pointed it at Harry's face and muttered the correcting spell.

Harry felt a twinge of pain and then his nose was strait and the blood was gone from his face and shirt.

Harry couldn't bring himself to say thank you. He just stood there staring at his feet.

Snape shook his head and began walking back to the castle. Harry followed slowly behind.