A/N- *I hate dementors and it was completely depressing writing about them. I tried to make them as accurate as possible. I tried my best, and that's all anyone can ask for.* Oh yeah they are finally getting back to school, so enjoy this.

Chapter 55

2 weeks after that horrible episode of him wetting on Snape, everything was pretty much back to normal for Harry. Though he still got terribly embarrassed as he remembered himself disgracing the man, but what could he do? Harry yawned as he opened his eyes and looked at the clock, he smiled knowing exactly what today was. It was time to go back to school, and even though he had a home where he was loved, he was ready to see his friends and explore the castle again.

He wasn't excited about how Snape had to treat him and he was worried about having to ask to use the toilet in class. What if his Professors decided that he was lying? He could already imagine the taunts they would say if he wet himself in class. He cringed before shaking his head. There was no point to think negative thoughts when you had no way of knowing if that was gonna happen or not. Throwing off his blanket he headed to the toilet to take care of his morning duties and get dressed.

At around 9:30am and after reassuring his dad that he had everything, they flooed to King's cross with Snape in disguise. Harry frowned but there was nothing for it. It was either Snape hid who he was, or he didn't get to see him off. Harry always wanted to know what that felt like, waving goodbye to your family. He smiled knowing unlike the other kids, his dad would be at school with him. In a way it was comforting until he thought about the things he wouldn't get away with. After all everyone knew that Snape had ears like a bat, and could blend in with the shadows.

He shook those thoughts away as he settled into a compartment with his friends. He frowned for a moment as he realized they weren't alone. What was Professor Lupin doing on the train too? He shrugged pushing the thought away as they told Hermione about their summers. This was the first year where he could actively contribute and to say he was thrilled was putting it lightly.

They were just in the middle of explaining the difference between the wizarding play place and the muggle theme park when the train stopped. He looked around in fear when the lights flickered off and he unconsciously hugged himself around the middle. He could hear Ron's harsh breathing and his eyes widen as it suddenly got cold. He shivered feeling depressed and sad all of a sudden.

"What's going on?" Harry whispered fearfully.

"I don't know, I don't like this though," Ron murmured, voice trembling with fear.

"We'll why did we stop? We can't be there already," Hermione mused.

"That doesn't explain why the lights have gone off," Harry replied quickly as his frame shook.

At that moment a thin scaly hand was opening the door and Harry found himself wanting to sob all of a sudden. His happiness became non-existent especially when he saw this hooded black creature come into their compartment. He wasn't aware of anything and his body shook again, only this time he couldn't tell if it was from the cold, or fear or both. He stared in the black tunnels that were its face before it was standing in front of him. His eyes closed as he suddenly heard a woman screaming.

As the monster fed on him Harry couldn't describe the crushing emotions that he felt. He wasn't aware of anything, not the fact that Professor Lupin had stood or nor the fact that warmth was making its way down his legs. He only closed his eyes when a bright light came out of nowhere and he collapsed on the floor unconscious.

Ron looked on in horror as Harry suddenly fell to the floor. Before he could say anything that thing whatever it was screamed, and a tremor wracked through his own body. He looked down at his mate lying on the floor and didn't even notice the lights had come back on. Although looking at Harry, he was now aware that he had wet his trousers, but he couldn't bring himself to speak.

"What was that thing?" Hermione whispered.

"A dementor, they guard the wizarding prison Azkaban." Remus replied moving to pick up Harry from the floor.

"Then what were they doing here on the train. Don't they know we're all going to Hogwarts?" Hermione asked confusion in her tone.

"They were searching the train for Sirius Black," Remus said with a slight grimace before conjuring up a patronus to let Severus know what happen.

"Is that the same thing that made it go away? What was it?" Hermione asked curiosity in her tone now.

"It was a patronus charm, and yes it is used to drive dementors away," Remus said as he pulled out some chocolate from his bag. He broke it up before handing it to the shell-shocked boy on the seat and the girl who wouldn't stop asking questions.

"Eat that its helps." He said as he looked over Harry, he winced when he smelt the urine rather than saw the wet trousers. He knew that this could have happened to anyone though, and Harry was only 13.

"How does it help, it's just chocolate right?" Hermione asked quietly.

"Dementors as you have surely noticed suck out all the happiness and light. Chocolate brings it all back and makes you feel better, as you will see when you eat it." Remus explained before turning back to Harry.

He was just about to spell him clean him clean when he felt the boy shift in his arms.

"Harry, are you ok cub?" Remus asked quietly.

"Where is she? Is she ok?" Harry asked as he came too.

"Who Harry? What are you talking about?" Remus asked softly.

"The woman who was screaming, is she ok?" Harry repeated.

Remus stiffened but didn't say anything.

"There was nobody screaming Harry," Hermione replied as she took a bite of her treat.

"Yes there was I heard her," he argued.

"The dementors allow you to relieve your worse memories," Remus said calmly.

Harry's eyes widened, before shaking his head as his eyes welled with tears; what did this mean? Did Professor Lupin mean that he heard his mother screaming? He looked down at his lap not wanting his friends to see his shiny eyes and promptly burst into tears as he saw the wet trousers. He knew they had seen, and he couldn't make himself look up to face them.

"It was accident Harry, no one here is gonna make fun of you," Remus said before spelling him clean and standing up.

Harry didn't reply or look up at anyone for that matter, not even when Professor Lupin left the compartment to go check on the other students. He sniffled softly before taking the back of his hand to quickly wipe his face. He ate his piece of chocolate like he was told, and before he laid his head against the window and sighed softly. He closed his eyes and pretended to sleep until not knowing how much time had passed. His friends left him alone, until finally Ron nudged him that it was time to put on their robes.

Taking the invisible carriages to the castle Harry didn't join into the conversation. He sighed happily as the castle came into view. Heading inside and towards the Gryffindor table he sat down and took a seat as the sorting begin. He was aware of the dark gaze that stayed on him the entire time and he wasn't surprised in the slightest when he was told to go to Professor Dumbledore's office after dinner. Not tasting his food Harry hurried through his meal and after getting the password from Percy (who he had found out right then that he was the Head boy) and quickly made his way to the Headmaster's office.

"Sugar Quills,"

Harry made his way up the steps and before he could open the door he was scooped up and buried in someone's chest. For a moment he was afraid until he could smell the potions on the clothes and he melted into the hug. He found himself crying again as his father hugged him.

Severus said nothing as he and Harry was ushered into a private room of Albus's where they wouldn't be disturbed by portraits. He didn't say anything but he held his son tight as he cried in his arms. After a long while Harry's crying turned into hiccups and Severus gently wiped his face.

"What happened on the train Harry?" Severus asked quietly.

"Professor Lupin said it was a dementor and it was doing something to me. I felt really, really bad daddy," Harry whimpered as he remembered.

"I know Harry they suck out all the good around you," Severus said hugging him close. He wished Harry hadn't had that experience at all.

"I wet myself too," Harry whispered softly.

"It was accident I'm sure; you were so frightened." Severus said soothingly.

"Ron and Hermione saw though, what if they tell someone?" Harry asked fearfully.

"They would never do that Harry; Molly would have a fit if Ron did that. I will talk to them if you like," Severus said quietly.

"It's ok," Harry replied tiredly.

"Remember Harry, now that we're here at Hogwarts you remember how to act around me right?" Severus asked quickly.

"Mhm, I remember. You hate me now," Harry said hurt evident in his tone.

"I don't hate you Harry; I just have to pretend I do." Severus said softly, wishing Harry didn't have to go through this.

"Its ok daddy, I'm used to feeling not wanted." Harry replied as he stretched.

"Harry I want you, do you remember what I told you about the death eaters?" Severus asked cautiously.

Harry trembled and nodded, he remembered that story all too well.

"I remember," He replied softly.

"Then you know why we have to do this. If you ever need me, you know where our quarters are, use your invisibility cloak." Severus replied.

"How'd you know about that?" Harry asked horrified.

"Dumbledore, not to mention I saw it when I first realized I needed to buy you clothes." Severus replied remembering the rags he had seen in Harry's trunk.

Harry nodded and relaxed against his father's chest and closed his tired eyes. He felt Snape gently nudge him but he was much too comfortable.

"Stop it Dad, m'tired," he mumbled.

"I know that's why I'm waking you up. You have to go back to your Tower," Severus replied.

"Wanna stay here," Harry replied sleepily.

"Sorry child, you can't." Severus said before setting the sleepy child on his feet.

"No," Harry whined as he was set down.

Severus said nothing as he led Harry back out into Albus's office where he just happened to be talking to Minerva.

"Minerva, can you take Harry to his Tower? I don't trust him to go alone; he's half asleep as it is." Severus said as he continued to nudge Harry's shoulder to wake him up.

"Of course Severus, come along dear," she said deciding to floo.

Severus wished him a goodnight before Harry disappeared into the green flames.