There was whispering next to him, Harry's eyes opened, looking beside him. Ron and Seamus were talking. Harry turned the other side, facing the window. Listening to what they were saying. "Professor Snape was acting weird tonight," Ron was saying, "he was clutching his arm and talking to himself."

"Wait…Snape was talking to himself?" Seamus wondered, shocked, "what was he saying?"

"Sorry. He was saying sorry for a couple times. Seems like he was regretting something. Anyways he was whispering that to himself." Seamus snorts at that, thinking how weird the Potion Master was.

Harry listened, wondering what his teacher was apologizing for? Wanting to know. After seeing that everyone was asleep, he snuck out of the room, heading downstairs and out the corridor.

Snape was working in his office when he heard a knock. Confused he looked at the clock. Thinking it was someone of his house, he got up and answered the door. Surprised to see Harry there. "Potter?" he looked at back the clock, then over at him, "what are doing here at this time?"

Harry looked over at his arm, then back at his face, "Are you ok Professor?" Severus gapped at him, wondering why he is coming over here, just to ask him that, "Ron heard you whispering and clutching your arm. I got concerned so wanted to check on you."

Snape gritted his teeth, 'So now I will be the laughingstock in class tomorrow?' knowing Ron told others, if he told Harry. Rubbing his temple where a headache was forming, "I am fine…just go back to sleep," he was about to shut the door in his face. When Harry's foot stopped it, "Potter I told you-"

Harry pushed his door open, inviting himself in, looking over at his professor who was not in the mood to have a visitor, especially Potter. Harry did not care, sitting down on his sofa, wanting to know if he was ok. Knowing that his mother and him were friends and they were close it seems. She must have also been there for the dark wizard during the good times and the bad. Harry wants to be that way with Professor as well. Having Severus confide in him, "I will ask again Professor…are you ok?" his teacher looked down at the floor, "you were whispering the words sorry. What were you sorry about?"

"Enough!" he snapped, looking over at Harry, "like I said go back to sleep," he moved back over to his desk, sitting down, trying to ignore him.

Harry was taken back by the harsh tone, but instead of leaving; he walked over to the desk. Turning his professor's chair, getting him to look at him, "Professor?" he knelt, to not look as if he is studying him. Looking at his eyes, there something hidden behind them. Severus turns his orbs away from green, "tell me what is wrong?" he was persistent, but it is a way to get the teacher to open up, to know that he is not threat. Someone that he can trust, "remember that I told you, you can come to me-"

"Of course, I remember that Potter, but here is the thing…you are not your mom, that will never change for me. You are not your mom! Get it Potter?" he said through gritted teeth, "I am just your teacher, that is the way it should be between us," he watches Harry's green eyes, look down at the floor.

Without a word, he got up from the floor, Snape watches as Harry wipes his eyes, this surprised the dark wizard, but did not say anything as he returned to grade papers.

Harry headed to the boy's bathroom, feeling heart broken. Sitting on the toilet, letting the tears fall. Not knowing how to deal with this. 'That stupid Snape, saying something this…' he could not hold back the sobs, letting them out, not caring if anyone heard. Deciding not to show up in class tomorrow or at breakfast, maybe not even dinner. Not caring if his teacher will tell Professor McGonagall if he did not show up for detention anymore.

The next morning, Snape was sitting at the staff table with Professor Quill, looking over at Ron and Hermione coming into the great hall, Potter was not with them, 'Probably be coming later,' not caring really, as he went back to talk to Quill.

20 minutes past and he was not there, he heard the staffs whispering next to him, mentioning the Golden Boy's name, wondering why he was not here. He shrugged it off. 'Let him starve then.' When he comes to class, Snape will just ignore him. Albus seemed be concerned too about the boy.

Severus was getting impatient when Harry did not show up, looking over at his friends, "Mr. Weasley? Where is Mr. Potter?"

Ron looked over at Hermione before answering, "He said he was not coming to class today and shut himself in our bathroom," Snape gapped at them, "he said won't come to class anymore. I have no idea why though," classmates started snickering in the back of them and some were concerned for Harry's sake.

Snape looked over at the clock, "Everyone! Continue with your assignments," he goes over to the front door, "I have something to discuss with the headmaster."

Snape said that he was seeing Albus, but instead of going to him, he went to the Gryffindor tower.