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Haunted Memories
Chapter Eleven
Abbie Haven Snape

"Severus."

Severus turned, not showing that he was caught off guard and glared at Lucius Malfoy. "You shouldn't be here Lucius."

Lucius Malfoy paid him no attention and sat down on one of Severus' chairs in his living corridors in the dungeons. Severus shook his head, before moving to seat across from him.

"Was there something you wanted?" he asked, impatiently. "Because if the Headmaster comes down here, you're dead. Remember, death eater…you…?"

"What is going on?"

"What do you mean?"

"Stop playing dumb. You know damn well what I am talking about."

Severus glared at the blond again. He hated the man sometimes. But, then again, the blond was his best friend. A pain in ass best friend sometimes but all the same.

"Lucius, you are going to have to be elaborate if you want me to understand but you are talking about," said Severus becoming even more impatient by the second.

"The fact that the old you was you because of a certain child named Elijah and something happen that they all left and you are now the cold hearted bastard you are," snapped Lucius, looking at Severus with a pointed look.

Severus rose quickly, looking at Lucius as if he had grown an extra head. "You are imagining things again Lucius. I think you should leave."

"Face the facts Severus! Stop running away from things!"

"I'm not running away from anything. It's not true. None of it! It can't be."

Lucius, too, was standing now. "Why can't it be? Because you don't want it to be, is that it? And if you say it is, you will be lying and you know it! We've all changed and now I think we both know why."

"It doesn't make sense," said Severus, voice dangerously soft for him.

"Why doesn't it? We both would have done anything to make sure no child had the childhood we had. And we would be stupid enough to have tried. It worked too, didn't it? So don't tell me its not possible Severus."

"Even if it is, what the hell can we do about it now? Huh? We both are death eaters and most of their parents are death eaters. We can't just say, "we are taking you children." Just forget about it Lucius. We can't do anything. Obviously someone didn't want us doing it then either."

"What about Harry?"

"What about him?"

Lucius looked at Severus, disbelief clear on his face. "You loved him once upon a time and he was your son. He can't fight this war alone. If you do nothing, he's going to die."

Lucius turned to walk back toward the fireplace but Severus grabbed his arm. "Why would you care if he died?"

Lucius smirked. "Two reasons actually. One, I know what it would do to you if he did. I remember when Evans died." Severus tightened his hand on his arm when he said this. "And even if you didn't know Elijah was Harry back then, now he's worse because you wanna do everything to protect him. Because he is Elijah and Evans' son. Secondly, how are we supposed to survive this war if he died? We wouldn't win then."

Severus' hand fell from his arm and Lucius took this chance to leave. Severus stood there, before smirking slightly. "I'm his best friend and he didn't tell me, that bastard…"


"It seems ages since we've have had the chance to have tea together Kierra," said Narcissa, taking a sip of her tea.

Kierra nodded, flatten her napkin in her lap. "I can't get away from the school. It's crazy there, always. I almost forgot what it was like to be at Hogwarts. Remember when we were there?"

"We had every guy looking at us."

"Yeah, but someone only wanted Lucius who was gone our second year," teased Kierra.

"Well, it worked out in the end. I'm married to him, aren't I?"

Kierra smiled, sipping her tea. But the real reason why she was there wasn't to have tea with Narcissa. Actually, she always hated the formality of sitting down to drink tea. Tea was something you could drink while doing old and ends around the house or chasing a child. No, the real reason was to get information for herself and the ten children at Hogwarts.

"Kierra, if you don't mind, can I ask you a question?" asked Narcissa. Kierra blinked several times before nodding. "I always send Draco some sweets for Halloween. And I wanted your opinion on something."

"On what sweets to send?" questioned Kierra.

"On do you think it would be appropriate to send some to…Theodore, Pansy, Blaise, Morgan, Camilla, Harry…"

"You remember?" Kierra asked that slightly louder than she would have liked to but that statement caught her off guard. That wasn't like Narcissa at all.

"Yes and I am remembering why. I am hoping that they all are okay. I don't want to think of what their parents are like now for I doubt they have changed."

That thought had crossed Kierra's mind the past couple of days, even weeks, now too. She remembered just why they had taken in each child. Harry's had to be the most odd one for her though. If Harry was neglected as he she he was, why did the Headmaster send him there. Protection from Voldemort, maybe, but he probably could have used protection from his own relatives as well.

"I think it would be great if you did Cissa."

Narcissa smiled, finding herself straightening her skirt. "You know, Lucius wants to visit the manor. Would you and Severus like to come if you can get away?"

Kierra smiled. "I would love to. Severus, on the other hand, is being a pain and is beating around the bush. I've questioned him numerous of times about what he remembers but he has yet to give me anything useful."

Narcissa giggled slightly. "That is Severus for you."

"No wonder him and Lucius are best friends."


Harry kicked Morgan under the Potion's table they now shared, trying to control his laughter as well as hers. Snape had already looked at them a few times. It was all Camilla fault. She was just being her normal self and almost getting them in trouble.

Camilla turned in her seat beside another Ravenclaw, smirking at them with hidden laughter. She stuck her tongue out before turning back around just in time as Snape glanced up at them. She smiled at him and pretended to finish copying her notes.

Morgan ducked down, cursing under her breath as a ball of parchment hit the back of her head. Harry couldn't help but let out a snicker as she turned and glared at certain silvery-blond boy. He mocked an innocent look and smirked. Morgan glared playfully at him before pick the ball up off the ground. Glancing at Snape, she threw the ball at Draco but he knew it was coming and ducked.

Unfortunately, it hit Pansy directly in the face. Morgan quickly turned back around, biting her lips so she wouldn't laugh out loud.

"Potter!" hissed Pansy.

Harry turned around, mouth hanging open. "It was her!" he mouthed, pointing to Morgan.

Pansy looked skeptically and threw the ball at the now laughing Theodore. Snape looked up again, eyes narrowed. "Is there something you wish to share with the class Mr. Nott?" he asked.

"No Professor. I'm just copying down the notes sir."

Snape raised an eyebrow before looking away.

Suddenly, a ball came from the back of the room and with perfect aim hit the Professor directly in the face. Morgan kicked Harry under the table as Draco kicked Morgan's. Harry glanced to the back of the room. Blaise sat there, smirking and winked at Harry. "I wanted to join the fun," he mouthed as the rest of the NEWT's students all tried to hide their laughter as the Professor looked up.

"Potter!" he said loud and clearly.

"Sir?"

"Stay after class."

"Sir, I didn't do it."

"Then who did Potter?"

Harry remained silent, glancing down at the table. He wasn't about to turn Blaise in. Then again, Snape probably wouldn't believe him anyway.

"After class Potter," said Snape.

"Yes sir."

Snape stood to make a note on the board and Harry turned and glared at Blaise. "Sorry!" mouthed Blaise, still smiling though.

"You were asking for it," mouthed Pansy to him.

Harry grabbed the ball Theodore still had at his table and threw it at her before turning back around. He knew that the Gryffindor probably thought he had lost it. Sitting practically in a group of Slytherins, having a parchment ball war. The others didn't seem to mind though. They just ignored them and did what they wanted. Even the Hufflepuff's seemed to think he had gone mad or evil.

The bell rang and everyone moved to leave. "Sorry mate," said Blaise, daring to come up beside him.

"If I get detention for a month, I am going to make you do everything I have to."

"Fair is fair Blaise," said Morgan, smirking.

"Fine…or you could just tell Mum…" he muttered.

"I might do that one myself. I love when Professor Zabini yells at you," said Draco, smirking.

"I'll be down after I get done here."

They all nodded. Morgan gave him a reassuring smile as she left the room. Slowly, Harry turned and faced his Professor.

"Sit," said Snape. And he sat, not wanting detention. "You have a lesson with Friday at eight. Don't be late. We seemed to be very behind in them."

Harry nodded. Was that his punishment for the ball?

"And yes, I know it was Mr. Zabini that threw that ball. Just because I am not looking directly at my class Potter, I do see what is happening."

Harry couldn't help but look down with a smile. "Yes sir. I'll remember that."

"You may leave."

Harry nodded again, grabbing his things. As he made it to the door, he paused. Taking a deep breath, he turned to Snape. "You know sir, in an odd sort of way, you kept your promise to me. Even if you didn't realize or intend it."

But as Harry went to open the door, he couldn't, finding it locked He swallowed hard, wondering if he should have done that. "You have no idea Mr. Swing."

Harry straightened up, feeling the color drain from his face. He wasn't sure if this was a good thing or not just yet. "What happen?" he asked, not turning around.

"How am I suppose to know?" snapped Snape.

"No, with you." Harry, finally turned and starred at Snape. Somehow, his Gryffindor courage showed up and was kicked into overdrive.

Harry swore he saw Snape pale even more than he was. "You," he said and Harry knew that was all he was getting out of the man. He heard the door click and he took that as his sign to get out of the classroom.

And Harry did just that. One small step to a breakthrough. Maybe not so small.


A/N- Someone asked me if Harry and Morgan would be a couple. The answer is no, they will have a close relationship, yes, but more brother and sister vibe. Make a girl feel loved and review please! I love reviews! -reaches for reviews and hugs them-

Love From, Abbie