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I DO NOT MAKE ANY MONEY OUT OF THIS!

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Harry Potter - the storry teller/me/er form

Harry Potter - thoughts, not only Harry's, but other characters' as well, you'll be able to ditinguish... hopefully

*Harry Potter* - parseltongue

"Harry Potter" - spoken english

/Harry Potter/ - speaking through a bond (Harry and his familiar)

"Harry Potter" - BSL, British Sign Language

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Book 1 / Chapter 10 / Snape/Potter duo saves the day

Harry Potter - thoughts !

"Harry Potter" - spoken english, Harry lip reading !

"Harry Potter" - BSL, British Sign Language !

Well, this chapter is pretty long, actualy three times longer than the previous one.

I really think the troll in Canon should have been more dangerous, hell he should be a lot more dangerous than in this chapter too.

This is another one of my ways of an apology for the whole week without a single chapter, so please, enjoy while it still lasts.

:)

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Marcus Flint was a very satisfied sixth year student. Everything went perfectly. During the prank, professor Snape was so tired and grumpy he didn't even notice Harry over all those others who deserved his detentions.

He didn't even have enough cauldrons to wash anymore!

He was little afraid of what would come after they revealed what they have done but nothing changed. He wasn't overly warm toward the boy but he didn't make his life miserable.

Then the incident with a troll came.

There was a feast celebrating Samhain one evening. Harry was acting quite normally even though his parents died so many years ago on this very night. Draco went with him to the hall where all the recent awards were. He paid respect to his father's quiddich trophy and his mother's potions award and then continued to the feast.

Professor Quirrell ran inside, causing everyone to look at him, as he stuttered: "T-Troll in the d-dungeons. I thought you ought to know." Then he promptly fainted, smacking his face to the ground.

A chaos broke out.

All students were supposed to return to their dormitories under the watchful eyes of their prefects. All but Slytherins who were told to stay in the Great Hall since the troll's current position according to professor Quirrell were the dungeons.

DADA professor and he faints.

Really?

Once the other houses safely headed to their dormitories, headmaster told the teachers to meet him in the dungeons. They would take different passages as to not let the beast get away.

"Professor Snape!" Harry followed him out of the Great Hall. Others had full hands trying to calm down their housemates they didn't see him slip away. "Professor, please!" Harry was afraid. The man wasn't turning around and he couldn't hear if he was saying anything. "Hear me out!"

Severus didn't know what to do. He was supposed to guard the third floor. That's what they agreed with headmaster should there be any emergency. Oh the Potter brat was so dead.

"What?!" Turning around he saw he scared the boy. Well, good.

"He-Hermione Granger. She wasn't at the feast nor in the Gryffindor Tower. I heard the girls from her house. They said she was crying in the bathroom… Sir, she doesn't know about the troll." Harry really hoped he wasn't digging his grave. He didn't know what bathroom she was in. She could be headed to Gryffindor tower right now but he really didn't want to take chances.

Well, shit.

The stone is safe for now. Dumbledore didn't put it at the end of his little traps, yet. The only thing we would lose is the identity. We don't know who's trying to get the stone. We could find out now but… Oh damn the girl! And damn Potter! She's surely alright but if I sent him back and something happens… SHIT!

"Point me!" Taking a hold of Potter's robes, they took a different passage. Severus saw the bathroom right away it was just the first one after coming out of the dungeons. No teacher was there.

He heard a roar.

Then the screaming began.

"Crap!" Tagging Potter along without meaning to, he barged inside the bathroom. The girl was screaming her lungs out as the troll was holding her up by her hair. Preparing to kill her with his club the troll didn't even notice the newcomers.

Harry had his wand ready just as Snape threw a stunner at the troll. It stopped for a while but then the club flicked down.

"Expelliarmus!" Harry wasn't sure it would work he only read about the spell and tried it with Draco. He didn't know it could work on a club too but it did. It swept from the troll's fingers and flew away. Still, he didn't drop the girl. "P-professor." Harry was scared shitless.

Snape was throwing stunner after stunner he even tried other charms but he couldn't get many good hits. Now the troll took her hands in each of his.

"He's going to rip her apart!" Screamed Harry franticly. He didn't know what to do when even his own teacher couldn't find an answer. And then it hit him. "Limus aque propagationem!" She was so going to hate him for this. Slime covered her body head to toe, her clothes stuck to her body even her hair was now covered in green substance. But it worked. Since her hands were now slimy they were also slippery and she just fell from the troll's clutches.

He knew the professor didn't say it out loud, he just whispered it but still…

"Avada Kedavra." The green light hit the troll square to the chest.

And Harry's world just stopped.

Flashback

"Move aside!"

"No! Not Harry!"

"Very well then."

Those exact same words and the green light.

She screamed as it hit her and Harry started to cry.

End of Flashback

The memory was gone as soon as it began but he still saw her. His mother laying there and her eyes. HIS green eyes so dead. Why was it that the only memory that surfaced… was this one? How come that the only memory of his parents… is supposed to be of his mother dying?

"Are you alright Miss Granger?" Checking the girl, the professor couldn't see any immediate injuries.

"Covered in slime but quite alright. My shoulders hurt but it's probably just a stretch." She said although she was still shaken a bit.

"Good spell-work, Mr. Potter." Congratulated the man turning around. He wasn't going to get any response soon it seemed. "Potter, are you alright?" Seeing as the boy was in a shock and crying he didn't know what to do to get him out of it.

"It was the ki-killing curse, wasn't it?" Stuttered the boy, his wand fell out of his grip.

"Yes, it was. Teachers have special permission to use it on creatures should a student be in mortal danger, why?" It was an old law but it was still affect.

"I remember seeing it before. My-my mother was screaming…" A sob broke out.

He can't!

He was too young to remember!

No way!

Not this!

Shit!

Severus reached out his hand to give him a hug but the boy flinched.

"I-I… Sorry!" And with that, he fled.

What have I done?

"Professor? Is everything alright?" Asked the Granger girl. It was all her fault anyway!

"Severus! Sweet Merlin! What happened here? Miss Granger?" Minerva was clutching her heart looking around and trying to figure out what happened, others rushing in right behind her. Pocketing Potter's wand he told them the troll is dead. He would need to find the boy. Later. No danger was lurking around now at least.

Relaying everything that happened, Minerva awarded Slytherin fifty points for Harry's involvement, then sent Severus after him. His snakes were already safely accompanied back, to their dormitory, he would start looking for the boy there.

To his surprise he found him in his room with Draco. In his godson's bed to be precise. The blond was still awake, arms protectively around the smaller redhead who was sleeping quite comfortably if only a little bit restlessly. "Did he tell you what happened?"

"Yes." Signed Draco with one hand, the other still stroking Harry's back.

"Stop scowling at me I didn't do it on purpose." Growled the potions master, putting the boy's wand down at his night table.

"Not this time." Acknowledged the young Malfoy. "Doesn't mean I forgive you for those other incidents." And he was quite adamant never to do so.

"He cried himself to sleep, didn't he?"

"What did you expect? That's the only memory he has of her! He was quite happy not remembering her at all!"

"Slow down, you know I can't read it so well." So Draco repeated what he signed, a little slower this time. "I apologise I did not see any other way." Murmured the Potions Master, he was clearly annoyed at having to defend himself all the time.

"Don't tell me. Tell him."

"I will."

"Good."

"You need to wake him up and get him to shower. He needs to rest." Stressing out the 'rest' he knew his godson wouldn't disobey him, it was better to shower and let your body relax too. "Give him this before he falls asleep again. It's a Dreamless Sleep potion, it will make it easier to come to terms with the memory and actually get him some sleep." Seeing as the restless boy started to thrash around.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." One of the few signs he knew, he used when talking to Draco. "I shall excuse myself, then. Send him to me after breakfast I know you have a free period. Good night." And with that he left.

Potter looked actually quite good the next morning although his face took some green into it once he came to his professor's office.

"Did you want to see me, professor?" His voice was just a little above a whisper.

"Yes, Mr. Potter. Please, have a seat." Gesturing to the chair right in front of his desk. "I wanted to know how you are feeling considering yesterday's events." Said the Potions Master not even preparing the boy.

"I-Well… quite good. Thank you for the potion, sir." It was obvious the boy didn't want to talk but he had to. Hiding it all inside would only make it worse for him later.

"You are welcome. Now tell me about it. What did you see? How did you feel? You need to talk about this, Mr. Potter. Less it will come bite you in the… your behind." And then he waited.

"With all due respect, sir. This is not something I want to talk about, least of all with you. I talked to Draco a lot and it helped, so you don't need to worry about me, duty accomplished." And with a fake smile he stood up and headed towards the door.

Turning around to give a good day to his professor, he saw him talking again. "I apologise for my role in yesterday's events. I didn't have a chance to know what your reaction would be. I certainly didn't expect you would come into possession of that… particular memory." He was talking slowly, trying to find the right words… were there any right words?

"Better one than none, right? Good day, professor." Harry's smile was as strained as they come and then he was gone.

"I am not so sure, Potter." But Severus wouldn't think on the matter anymore. Here he was willing to talk to the brat but no, he would not talk to him. Fine. See how Draco's going to deal with it.

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Ern Estine 13624: Thank you very much for your review! :)

Now I have a few things to say so that you don't get confused or ask unnecessary questions.

Please, READ THIS!

I think you already notice I use the word SHIT a lot. Well, it is a substitute for the word F**K. In my country we say: DO PRDELE!

The word to word translation would be: IN THE ARSE? I think? The use is the same as for F**K or SHIT and I do that a lot. Discreetly of course.

Remember I told you I personalize characters? Here it is... Shit is just going to be a regular word because it just fits - in my opinion.

I apologise if it's too rude or you don't like it but it's going to be there. :)

Okay, now to this chapter:

Slytherins are supposed to stay in the Great Hall.

Why?

Because the f*****g troll is in the dungeons and where are Slytherin dormitories? In those **** dungeons. So why would anyone send them there?

With only prefect no less! I mean... what the fuck? I just really didn't get this in the Canon.

You have a lot to do to watch over five kids when crossing the stree so how would you protect them from a troll? Sure, fifth years are tougher but still, this just didn't add up.

Some of you may wonder why couldn't Snape take care of the troll right away?

Easy.

1. He was more afraid for Harry getting hurt, therefore he stayed at his side.

2. The troll was holding Hermione in front of him, thus, Severus couldn't send any dangerous spells, because he risked hitting Hermione if the troll moved.

Now to the killing of the troll:

Yep. I made that up.

COMPLETELY!

But I think it is a good law.

Sure Severus could have sliced the beast throat instead of using the killing curse but I needed that for Harry to have his flash back.

Okay, I think I covered everything I wanted to explain.

I hope you enjoyed the Troll incident.

And I apologise to those who participate in demonstrations to protect all creatures from Harry Potter books but the Troll just had to die. Sorry. :D

So...

Till next time!