Chapter XIII
Severus looked up at the third floor window when he heard a shout come from out of it.
It was then that he saw Harry standing there.
Upon further examination of the boy, he realized that he had no shirt on and was bleeding from numerous spots on his lean, pale body.
He blinked and saw Harry jump out.
Then there were gunshots.
Without even thinking, Severus ran to where he was sure Harry would hit the ground.
He jumped, catching the boy in his arms before he fell on his back and sliding a few inches before his head slammed against the brick siding behind him.
"Severus!" he heard Harry shout worriedly.
"I'm…fine," he breathed heavily, eyes beginning to well with tears. "Ow."
"You shouldn't've tried to catch me!" Harry told him, "Now you're hurt! I didn't want you to get hurt!"
The boy quickly got off of him and pulled up his love to examine his head.
Harry's fingers ran across the back of Severus's head in feather light touches.
He visibly relaxed, sighing happily.
"It's only a bump…you're fine…," tears leaked out of his eyes…tears of happiness.
"Thank god that the snow cushioned the fall!" a cop said walking over to Severus and Harry.
Harry grinned happily up at the man, holding Severus in his arms.
"Thank god indeed!"
"And who may I ask are you, sonny? And why the hell did you jump outta that window?" the cop asked before turning a deep shade of red, "And why are you naked? Are you one of those insane people?"
"I'm Harry Potter, sir. I am not insane. I just wanted to get away from those people, sir," Harry told him before looking up at the window he jumped out of, "I wanted to escape from them."
The words them came out icy, colder than the coldest ice in the universe, making the cop's eyes widen in shock.
"He killed a man!"
The cop looked up at where the voice came from…and it was from a woman half hanging out of the third story window that the boy, Harry Potter, jumped out of.
"What do you mean he killed a man!?" the cop asked.
"I did kill him, officer…but it was an accident," Harry told the cop gently propping Severus on the wall.
Severus looked up at Harry.
"I didn't mean to, sir…I just pulled my head up…to hit him in the nose so he'd leave me alone," Harry began to stand, "I killed Albus Dumbledore by accident, sir. But look at me…that man tried to rape me. My wrists and ankles still bear the marks of being bound tightly. He tied me to a chair, sir. He cut my clothes off with a knife cutting me in the process. Then his lover, that woman," Harry pointed at the woman hanging out of the window, "she came in and started crying over him. She then accused me of killing that man…which I cannot deny to, and she stood, closed the door, and locked it.
She waved the key in my face and the way she talked and looked at me…it all said that she was going to rape me. Then she was interrupted by the guard …who is also in that room, when he shouted that the police were here and demanding entrance and what they should do about it. Then, she cut me lose and placed the knife that her Dumbledore used to cut me, in my hands. Ms. Umbridge, the lady, she then proceeded to say that I was crazy and trying to rape and kill her. The guard burst into the room to protect her.
That's when we heard someone on a megaphone telling us to come out. I went to the window and saw my old psychologist out here…see, he was the first person who has ever gained my trust, and I opened the window.
I was told by the guard to stay away from the window, but I wanted out…I wanted freedom…so I jumped. And that's when the guard began shooting," Harry explained to the cop, without stopping and without flinching.
Severus's eyes widened.
The cop stood there stunned into silence. All of this happened. This boy just admitted to killing someone and didn't once flinch about it. The story made sense of course, there were cuts on his body and he was naked…
"Harry, you must be freezing!" Severus exclaimed, jumping to his feet, making his head spin a little, but he quickly righted himself.
Snape took his jacket off and wrapped it around the boy's shoulders and pulling Harry close to his chest. "I'm so sorry I wasn't here soon enough to save you."
"Look it here fellow. This young man can be put on trial for first degree murder," the cop told him, "You don't even know if he's telling the truth!"
Severus glared at the cop.
"No more cover."
The cop looked at him warily.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
Harry looked up at Severus questioningly.
"What are you talking about, Severus?"
"I'm sorry, Harry…but I haven't been entirely truthful to you."
Harry's eyes widened and he felt tears pricking his eyes for the hundredth time that day.
"What do you mean 'I haven't been entirely truthful to you'?" Harry asked, his voice cracking.
"I-I mean that…oh shit," Severus took a deep breath.
Harry broke out of his arms and stepped back a couple of steps.
"I-…Harry…I-I'm," Snape paused again, trying to calm himself. "That is...I mean…"
"He's a-," the cop began to tell for the man.
"No!" Harry yelled. "No. I want Severus to tell me. So come on, Severus," Harry spat, "Tell me the truth."
Severus's head fell to his chest, hanging low. He buried his face in his hands, as if trying to hide from Harry.
Harry stepped forward and pulled Severus's hands gently away from the man's face and tilted Snape's face up a bit using both hands.
"Tell me," Harry told him firmly.
"I'm a detective…a cop."