Hey guys,

so I spelled Hocrux wrong, I am sorry for that and I correct that in the next days. Don´t have much time right now, as I have to learn for a test for thursday and friday.

Have a nice day and review please.

First Words

I walked into Harry´s room once again to read to him. In the last days he had shown sometimes more sometimes less emotions, it seemed to depend on his mood. At least there was some process and I was honestly happy about that, which was confusing me. Every emotion he showed me was a reward to me.

Harry seemed to be the centre of my life now and that didn´t even disturb me even a little. I liked to visit him and read stories to him. It wasn´t anything spectacular and pretty boring work, but seeing Harry show emotions was something breathtaking. It mostly were the purest of emotions. Happiness, sadness, astounishment and so on.

Today he looked a bit pensive, like he was thinking very hard about something, but he lightened up as he saw me. It was wonderful to see him react to me like that.

"Hey Harry, just let me sit down and we can start with the next story.", I greeted him and he nodded enthusiastically.

Like usual I sat down on a plush chair next to his bad, made myself comfortable and laid the book on my legs. Harry sat up on his bed, most of his wounds were healed, but he still wasn´t allowed out of bed as he was still too weak.

"So where were we? Oh right, Merlin was going to save Arthur from some crazy chick." I started reading and I read to him for about an hour or so, but then there was a knock on the door and Severus came inside.

"Hello, I am just here to give Harry his medicine."

"Okay, no problem, I will stop reading until you finished." Harry hated to get his medicine, he just didn´t like to drink those foul tasting potions.

"C- Could you keep on reading?", asked Harry with his long unused and raspy voice.

"O- Of course.", I stuttered, those were Harry´s first words since Voldemort took him in. Finally! Severus looked pretty shocked too.

"So could? Erm... continue, I mean?", asked Harry again pretty shy and looked down onto his lap, "But only if you want." I looked him a bit perplex, but I started reading again and Severus kept on giving Harry potions. When he was finished, Severus was still pretty shocked when he walked out.

And I had to confess, I was too. It made me happy that Harry had talked to me. It meant that he was finally starting to trust me and opened up.

I would get him to talk more and maybe he would even laugh some day. Whatever he went through at that muggle home, I would help him come over it. I had to smile while reading, tomorrow I would get him talk for real.

Maybe with a walk through the mansion or the garden?