Sorry there hasn't been as much Harry/Minerva as there should have been, but it's kind of hard with Minerva in a wheelchair. It also seemed kind of inappropriate to place Minerva in some of the situations Severus took over, like giving Harry a bath or dressing him. I don't know maybe I'm just making excuses. I promise that once Minerva begins to walk again though there will be more interaction with Harry.

The next morning Minerva wheeled her chair out into the living room expecting to see Severus on the couch sleeping, but he was nowhere to be found. She then remembered last night and Harry's nightmare. So without any further thoughts her worry took over and she wheeled herself to Harry's room.

As she quietly opened the door and wheeled herself in, she was somewhat surprised by what she saw. In hindsight though she should have expected to see Harry curled up in Severus's arms as they both slept. The two had grown close sine that faithful rainy day and she was glad.

She wheeled her chair a bit closer to tuck the two in figuring they both could use a bit more sleep. It was seven in the morning after all. She had really only gotten up so early because Severus was such an early riser, but It seemed it was a good thing Albus had insisted that Severus take today off after she had told him Harry had regressed.

As she got closer to the two she saw the dried tear tracks on Harry's face. Quietly she conjured a warm washcloth and softly cleaned the child's face. Pulling the blankets up higher so that Severus was now covered somewhat she took a closer look at Severus and noticed some tear tracks on his face as well. It seemed that his fit had not been as significant as Harry's had been, but a few tears had fallen. She knew that if Severus were awake right now he would not appreciate her next move, but he was asleep and deserved a bit of care himself. So she lifted the warm washcloth and gently wiped the tears from his face.

She sighed. What could have Harry dreamt about to make both of them so upset? It must have been something significant for Severus to shed tears. She had only seen tears in Severus's eyes a handful of times since he had been a teen and every time he had been in great physical or emotion pain. She silently sighed and placed a gentle hand on Severus's cheek. "Oh Severus..." She then took a deep breath and looked at the two again this time noticing just how tight Harry was clutching to Severus. With another silent sigh and a small sad smile Minerva wheeled her chair from the room to floo Remus.

She had almost promised Severus last night that she would not pursue what Poppy had wanted to talk to him about, but something just kept nagging at her. She knew if anyone would tell her anything it would be Remus. Remus knew everything when it came to Severus and maybe he would tell her what the matter was. At least she hoped he would.

When Remus stepped through the floo it was with a worried look on his face. "Is everything and everyone ok Minerva?"

Minerva nodded and ushered Remus to sit down on the couch. Remus relaxed a bit, but still looked apprehensive. This past week and a half hs old head of house had only really called him when something was amiss with either Harry or Severus.

Minerva sighed and looked Remus right in the eyes. "I promise you I have no ill news for you. I merely have a few questions for you."

Remus relaxed even further, but raised an eyebrow. "About?"

"Poppy gave Severus and Harry a physical scan yesterday and she then talked about something privately to Severus. When I came out to see her afterwords she had tears in her eyes and refused to tell me what was the matter with Severus to make her so upset. She refused to tell me and so has Severus. Do you know what he is hiding? Should I worry?"

Remus sighed and gave Minerva a weary smile. Poppy had floo called him yesterday confirming that he knew and making sure Severus had been telling the truth. It was not that Poppy did not trust Severus's word, but more often then not when people were not particularly truthful around this particular subject. She had also told him about Minerva insisting that she should know what was wrong. Why had he not seen why Minerva had called him earlier was beyond him.

"Severus said he wasn't ready to tell anyone am I right?" Remus saw Minerva nod and continued. "Severus will probably never truly be ready to tell anyone. I have been trying to get him to confide in you and Albus for many years now, but he is afraid. He will never admit it, but he is afraid that you and Albus will pity him and look down at him. I know and deep down he knows too that you two would not do so, but fear can overcome his senses sometimes. You must let him come to you though. Me telling you would not solve anything."

Remus reached over and gently patted Minerva's hand and gave her that same weary smile. "Don't worry so much Minerva."

Minerva nodded, but could not keep the fear from her face. "How can I not worry when so much had happened."

Remus understood just how she felt, for he had been feeling the same for a few days now, at least until last night. Tonks had beat the feeling out of his head last night, quiet literally. She had caught him sulking after dinner and had smacked him upside the head and then had given him a scolding he was likely to never forget. With a mischievous smile Remus looked at Minerva.

"Tonks said a lot to me last night, but one thing stuck out and it might help you too. She told me that nothing can change the past and worrying about what has happened and what could happen only makes the person a worrywart never living for the moment. The moment where you can change what is happening."

Minerva smiled, a real smile. That sounded so much like the younge woman she knew. Tonks could always make you see the truth. She then had a thought. "May I ask what did Tonks do with that Officer at the trial?"

She had heard that Vernon Dursley was spending the next twenty-five years in prison and Petunia had to attend sensitivity seminars and see a therapist, but had heard no word about that Larry fellow.

Remus hid a smile behind his hand. "Are you sure you want to know?"

A bit of mirth appeared in his former head of houses eyes. "I did ask didn't I?"

"Well lets just say that as Tonks interrogated him she became somewhat upset with his answers and her wand slipped a bit. The next thing they both knew his ummm... his..." Remus cleared his throat and his eyes pointed downward clearly embarrassed to be speaking about this with Minerva. "just vanished."

Minerva's eyes widened with shock. "She castrated the man?"

Remus blushed and nodded.

Minerva shook her head. "I hope you stay on her good side Remus. What happened to him then? Was he locked up?"

Remus nodded. "He lost his job as an officer and was sentenced to twenty-five to life for child abuse and sexual abuse of a minor. He also admitted a few other crimes and won't see the light of day for a very long time."

Minerva nodded. "Good, he deserves to be locked up for what he did."

A slight scuffle could be heard from the direction of Harry's room. Remus and Minerva looked just in time to see a very sleepy little boy appear in the doorway crossing his legs like he had to use the restroom badly.

Minerva shot a pleading look at Remus. "Can you please help him. It's a long story, but treat him like you would a five year old."

Remus raised an eyebrow, but made no comment as he went to go help the child. As he got closer the child's eye got bigger.

"Who are you?"

Remus stopped in his tracks and looked over at his shoulder at Minerva. She just shook her head sadly. "This is my good friend Remus, Harry. Let him help you."

Harry just nodded and wearily let the man help him into the bathroom. As soon as Harry was safely inside Remus shot a confused look at Minerva. "Something has happened."

Minerva sighed and shot Remus an apologetic smile. "Sorry Remus, but I figured that you didn't need anymore on your plate."

Remus nodded, but raised his eyebrow again. "Well?"

Sighing Minerva wheeled her chair closer to Remus. "Harry would not get out of bed for two days after the trial and when Severus did get him out of bed he regressed back to being five years old. Not being able to handle all the pain of Petunia's words. Severus is going to go into his head today and pull him out. Which reminds me, if Harry is awake we should wake Severus."

"Severus is not yet awake? He normally complains that I sleep too long!"

Minerva hid a smile behind her hand. "I believe that Severus enjoyed having the younger version of Harry around and wanted to spend as much time with him as possible before the older Harry returns. He had transfigured the couch into a bed to sleep on last night and comforted Harry when I could not after a nightmare. Then promptly fell asleep with a boy in his arms. If he's still not awake he's still in Harry's bed."

Remus smiled. "I dare say Harry has wormed himself into a very grumpy mans heart. Your going to have a hard time getting rid of him now."

Minerva gave a mock sigh and put a hand on her forehead. She then turned serious and gave Remus a smile. "You don't know how grateful I am for him, Remus. Since I've been in this wheelchair it's so hard for me to move around and I can't hug or comfort Harry at all. I feel so useless. All I want to do is hold Harry tight and dry his tears, but I can't. Severus has been there for him though and for that I owe him a thousand times over."

Remus gave Minerva a sad smile. "Don't worry you'll be up and hugging Harry before you know it."

Just then the door to the bathroom opened and a shy boy entered the room. Remus gave Harry a shy smile and whispered something in his ear. Minerva saw the boy smile and then walk over to her. The next thing she knew she had a boy on her lap and his arms were around her neck.

She returned the hug and mouthed a "thank you" to a smiling Remus. Minerva then heard a quiet whisper in her ear from the boy on her lap. "He said that you were feeling sad and needed a hug."

Minerva smiled at the boy still hugging her. "I was Harry, but your hug has made me feel so much better. You are such a sweet child and I love you so much." Minerva tightened her hug for a moment and then pulled back and looked at Harry. "How about some breakfast while Remus goes to wake Severus? I bet with your help we can make some amazing pancakes and bacon!"

Harry nodded enthusiastically and hopped down from Minerva's lap and the two made there way to the kitchen while Remus went to fetch Severus.

Remus entered Harry's room and saw Severus still sleeping propped up against the wall. With a smile Remus went over to the man and gently shook the man's shoulder. "Time to wake up Severus."

Severus slightly stirred, but made no movement to actually get up. Remus smiled and gently shook his shoulder again. "Come on Severus. Harry and Minerva are making breakfast. It's time to get up."

An eye opened and looked at Remus. "Remus? What time is it?"

Remus cast a quick tempus. "Around eight in the morning."

"You're never going to let me live this down are you?"

Remus smiled and shook his head. "Not in a million years sleepyhead. You always tease me for getting up later than you, so now you're in for some payback!"

Severus groaned and opened both eyes. He then sat up straighter and stretched out his sore muscles. "Remind me never to sleep sitting up again, bad idea."

Remus smiled and then his face grew serious. He sat down beside Severus and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Poppy called me yesterday and told me what her scans showed. She wanted to make sure I really did know. Don't give that look Severus, she was worried. What would you do if it was Harry or Draco?"

Severus sighed and looked down at his lap. "The same."

Remus nodded and gave his shoulder a comforting squeeze. "You may fool most with that mask you put up, but I know you. Tell me, are you really ok?"

Nodding Severus gave Remus a truthful look. "I am Remus. I just don't want to tell anyone else...not yet."

"I understand Severus. Would you like me to say something so you don't have to?"

Severus's eyes widened looking at his friend. "No!"

"Calm down Severus. It was just an offer, one that will always be there for you. Now let's go help those two in the kitchen. I believe I heard Minerva mumble something about chocolate chip pancakes."

Remus then got up from the bed and helped Severus up. Remus then got a look of the potion masters state of dress and raised an eyebrow. "Little cauldrons? Really Severus?"

Severus hid a blush. "The house elves are washing my other pajamas and these were a gift from Albus"

Remus still held his smile and let out a few chuckles. "Whatever you say Severus. We can get you out of the dungeon, but we can't get the dungeon out of you it seems." Remus shook his head still chuckling. When he calmed he down he gave Severus another pat on the shoulder. "Why don't you get yourself cleaned up and changed before you come out for breakfast?" Severus nodded and made his way to the bathroom with the extra set of clothes he had summoned from his rooms.

Remus entered the kitchen to what looked like to be organized chaos. Harry was mixing what looked like pancake batter and Minerva was getting a pan out to cook them in. There were ingredients strewed across the counters and batter splashed here and there.

Shaking his head Remus looked at Minerva. "Would you like a third set of hands?"

Minerva sent him a grateful look. "Yes please. Can you start cleaning up?"

"I believe I can do that."

When everything was almost spick and span Remus went over to sit next to Harry. Remus gave him a warm look and looked down at the batter Harry was mixing. "That looks awfully good! I'm not sure if Minerva told you thins of not, but chocolate chip pancakes are my favorite! What about you?"

Harry looked down at the batter and mixed even harder. Remus gave Minerva a questioning look.

Severus took that moment to enter and saw the distress on Harry's face. "Hey Harry." Harry looked up at the man who had held him last night. "Why don't you give Minerva that wonderful mixture while I have a word with Remus here." Harry nodded and went over to help his head of house start cooking.

Severus sighed and sat down next to Remus. Looking at Harry Severus told Remus in a low voice about their meals yesterday. "Food is a very sensitive subject."

Remus nodded and looked over at the happy boy making pancakes with Minerva. "It's great to see him so happy. I don't think I've ever seen such a smile on his before."

"Why don't we set the table and make use of ourselves?" Remus nodded in agreement and got up when Severus did to grab plates and silverware.

After setting the table, Minerva asked Remus for a little help placing the freshly made pancakes on a plate. She was having a difficult time lifting the pan while sitting down and she didn't want Harry to burn himself.

While Remus was helping Minerva Severus beckoned Harry to come and sit at the table. Minerva then came and parked herself next to Harry and Remus came behind her baring their breakfast.

The four ate their breakfast with lots of giggling from Harry and teasing from Remus to Severus. To say Harry enjoyed the interaction would be an understatement.

When they had all finished eating Severus asked Harry to meet him back in his room. Harry was still in his pajama's so he assumed that Severus was going to help him dress for the day. It seemed that Severus had other plans though. As soon as Harry left the room he turned to his two companions. "I'm going to help the older Harry come back out now. I love Harry at this age, but Harry needs to come back to us, it's not good for him to hide."

The other two nodded and Minerva cleared and cleaned the dishes with magic. The three then made their way to Harry's room.

Severus entered Harry's room first and motioned for Harry to sit down on the bed. Severus sat next to him and Minerva parked herself on Harry's other side. Remus was there only for moral support so he sat in a seat on the other side of the room, out of the way.

Harry looked up at Severus with gleeful eyes. "What are we going to do today? Are we going to play some more games?"

Severus gave a small saddened look at Minerva and then smiled at Harry. "Yes Harry, remember those memory games we played yesterday?" Harry nodded his head. "Well, in this game were going to lie down and I'm going to help you remember some things. Ok?"

Looking at the other two in the room Harry gave a look of curiosity at Severus. "Are they going to play too?"

Severus shook his head. "No, they are going to play some different game. This game is just going to be for me and you."

Harry nodded and smiled. "Ok"

Minerva handed a potion vial to Severus and Severus handed it to Harry. "We forgot to give you that medicine to make you grow this morning. Can you take it now?" Severus hated lying to Harry, but he was afraid it would frighten Harry if he knew the truth. The potion was not a nutrient potion it was a headache prevention potion. Intruding into his head like this would likely give him a headache afterword and wanted to prevent it.

Harry gulped the potion down and made a face. "That stuff is so gross! Why do they have to make it taste so bad?"

Severus smiled a bit, he had concocted this potion himself. "I don't know Harry. Now why down you lie down and we can start our game?"

Harry nodded and Severus got up and sat down in the chair next to the bed. Severus fluffed up the pillows and Harry lied down on the soft bed.

"Close your eyes Harry and relax." When he saw Harry relax he continued. "Now I want you to think of the seashore and how the waves come in and out. Do you see the waves Harry?" Harry slowly nodded his head. "Very good. Now I want you to match your breathing with those waves. In and out, in and out. Very good Harry." Severus gently patted Harry on the shoulder. "I'm going to place my hands on your head now and help you remember some things. Just keep matching your breathing with the waves."

Severus then placed his hands on Harry's temples and muttered a quiet "Legilimens". The next thing Severus knew he was in that same dark room he had seen when he was in Harry's mind before. Harry was nowhere in site though. He quietly called out to the boy, but there was no answer.

On the third attempt Severus did receive an answer, a small quiet one, but it was an answer never the less. Locating the voice Severus found himself in a slightly brighter part of the boy's head. Again, he called out and a stronger version of the voice answered him. He then saw what he assumed was the five year old Harry.

He picked up the child and hugged him close. It was evident the child was frightened. When he pulled back he looked into the child's eyes and saw knowledge beyond a five year old.

"How old are you, child?"

Harry held up eight little fingers.

"My goodness, your eight years old. Your such a big boy!"

Harry gave a small smile and leaned back into Severus.

"You're a nice man."

Severus hugged the child back. "I have a question Harry. Is there anyone older in here with you?"

Harry nodded.

"Can you lead me to them?"

Again Harry's little head nodded up and down. "Only if you carry me."

Severus didn't mind the condition at all. "Ok, just tell me where to go."

Harry led Severus to a darker part of Harry's mind where he could barely make out a figure that looked like an older Harry.

"He used to be really nice to me and play, but the past few days he won't even answer me. You're a really nice man, so maybe you can get him to play with me again." Harry then wiggled to be let down. When Severus let him down the child turned to him. "I'm going to go play now. Good luck mister."

Severus sighed as he watched the younger version of Harry disappear. He could think about why he had meet the younger Harry later when he had finished his task of bringing Harry home. Then, he turned to the teen Harry and sighed again. He knew this was not going to be easy, this was going to be harder than he had thought.

Severus called out to Harry and got no response. Sighing he went over and sat next to the child in the dark. "Hi Harry." Harry made no move to acknowledge him so Severus gently put a hand on his shoulder. When that didn't work he scooped the child up into his arms and moved him into a bit more light so he could see the child better.

Severus found a sort of wall and sat down with his back resting on it and Harry in his lap. In the small amount of light he could see that Harry's eyes were closed and it looked like harry was asleep. He slowly brushed his fingers through the child's hair hoping it would roust him. Fortuity the gentle gesture seemed to be working as Harry slowly opened his eyes to meet Severus smiling at him.

"Good morning Harry"

Harry looked up at Severus in confusion. "Wh...wh...what are you doing here?"

"I came to find you, you silly boy. We were all very worried about you." Severus then hoisted Harry up so that he was leaning against his shoulder. "Do you want to come back to the real world with me Harry?"

Harry shook his head. "I...I just want to forget."

Severus nodded his head thoughtfully. "I think I might be able to help you with that. I can't make you forget completely, but I think we can help you lock some things away that you may not want to remember all the time. We can move the memories around so that you can still remember them when you want, but they won't be in your conscious mind. How does that sound?"

Harry nodded enthusiastically. "Can we jut sit here for a few minutes though?"

Severus watched Harry close his eyes and accept the comfort. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

A smile escaped Harry's lips and he opened his eyes to look at Severus. "Thank you."

A few minutes passed and Severus made Harry get up to his feet. Harry then had to help Severus up, but not without a bit of teasing and a little good natured grumbling from Severus.

The mood then became serious as Severus placed a comforting hand on Harry's shoulder. "Ok Harry I want you to close your eyes and think of a door appearing in front of you. Harry did as he was told and was somewhat surprised when he opened his eyes and saw the door he had imagined. He looked up at Severus with an inquiring look.

"This is your mind Harry. What you want will happen."

Harry smiled and gave a small nod.

"Are you ready for the next part Harry?"

Harry looked at Severus with a determined look.

"Ok then. Open the door and then I want you to think of a memory you want to forget. Then, place that memory into your hand and throw it has hard as you can into that room."

Harry nodded and opened the door. He then closed his eyes and though of one of the times Vernon beat him. He forced the memory down into his hands and opened his eyes. He saw a while ball in his right hand and he threw it as hard as he could into the empty room. Harry then looked up to Severus and saw the man smile at him.

"That was very good Harry. Now, I want you to do that with every memory you wish to forget."

Harry nodded and got to work.

An hour passed and Severus still stood there with a supportive hand on Harry's shoulder as the boy continued to sort through his thoughts.

Soon though a tired looking boy turned to Severus smiling. "I think I'm done."

Severus drew the boy close to him. "I am very proud of you Harry." He then drew Harry back from his and looked at him seriously. "Now I'm going to show you how to lock the door. Only you can open it again once it's locked. Like I said you will still be able to remember these memories, but it will take more focus and patients to do so. You are also able to unlock this door at any time you want. Are you ready?"

With a smile Harry nodded. "I'm ready."

"Ok. All you have to do is close the door and imagine a key in your hand. Then, you're going to put the key in the lock and lock the door. The key will disappear and only you will know where it went in case you want to unlock it."

Harry closed his eye's and imagined the key. Then, locked the door and watched it disappeared into thin air. Turning to Severus with a smile he launched himself into Severus's arms.

"I'm ready to go home now."

"Ok Harry. Hold on tight. Legilimens!"

Minerva and Remus jumped when the two figures that had been so still made slight movements. It had been close to three hours since Severus had gone to retrieve Harry and they were both a tad jumpy. As soon as Severus made a move Remus rushed over to his friend and helped him sit up straight in the chair. Severus was likely to be very sore sitting hunched over the bed for so long.

When Severus opened his eyes he looked at Remus. "Dammit Remus. Why did you let me sit like that? I feel like I'm a hundred years old!"

Remus laughed. "You know that once you make up your mind there is no turning back."

"Yeah, but god damn I'm sore!"

During Severus's little "scolding" Harry had opened his eyes and was watching his professor and former professor with mirth in his eyes and a slight smile.

When Minerva noticed Harry's eyes open she rolled herself over to where harry's head was and placed a gently hand on Harry's hand. "It's good to have you back Harry. Please ask for permission next time you want to be a five year old. Do you think you can do that?"

Harry smiled at Minerva. "I think I can do that."

All three smiled at Harry and then Remus and Severus continued their banter for Harry's sake. They could see how much it was cheering the boy up.

Minerva finally deemed their argument enough and ushered Harry to the bathroom to clean up and get changed. It was afternoon and Harry could not miss another meal. He was still far too thin for a boy his age.

When harry had gotten out of the shower and changed the four had a large lunch. Then, Remus had to leave stating that Sirius could not be left alone for extended periods of times or else more harebrained pranks would be thought up. Severus too left an hour later remembering he had to brew Remus's wolfbane for the next moon.

After both of them had left Minerva turned to look at her new charge. "How are you doing Harry?"

Harry shrugged his shoulder. "I'm a lot better after Severus showed me how to sort my bad memories."

Minerva smiled at Harry, but inside she was a little alarmed. Severus would have only done that as a last resort, but looking at Harry it seemed that it had been the best option for him. He looked like a load had been lifted from his shoulders and actually looked happier.

"You have the rest of the day off and tomorrow too if you want. What would you like to do?"

Harry looked at Minerva and smiled. "Can I go back to classes tomorrow? I don't want to miss too much."

A smile tugged at Minerva's lips. She never knew a boy before who wouldn't just at the chance to miss classes. Then again she could understand why he wanted to get back to normal. "Yes Harry, but come home if you're uncomfortable or anything happens. Promise me?"

A nod came from Harry and a smile graced his lips. "Yes Minerva, I will. Can I work on my makeup work for the afternoon?"

Minerva really did love this child. He was asking her for permission to do his homework. It was great that she didn't have to be the hard task master. "You know I am here if you need any help. Just promise me that you will do something fun today, like read a good book or play a game?"

Harry laughed and smiled. "Who would have ever thought you would be asking me to do something fun." Harry then burst into more laughter.

Minerva smiled as well. "Indeed."