A/N: I AM UNHAPPPY! I DIDN'T GET REVIEWS FOR THE LAST CHAPTER!
I HOPE THE ONLY REASON IS BECAUSE HARRY POTTER HIMSELF SHOWED UP AND TOLD YOU WORD FOR WORD ABOUT HIS REAL ADVENTURES, IF THIS IS THE CASE, YOU ARE FORGIVEN, IF NOT… WELL I'M NOT MEAN BUT I CAN THINK OF SOMETHING.
I wrote most of this in Music, I don't like it, I feel that the room presents helps when I write and my Music teacher is the biggest pain in my @$$, though I have many, she doesn't make life any easier. Dumb as an ox as quick as a Fox, do you think I can pass even one note in that cow's class? I don't think its possible!
SO ANYWAYS I WOULD LIKE TO GIVE A LITTLE OVERVIEW OF THE LAST CHAPTER.

Overview: Harry has been brought to Hogwarts early, he has is godfather along with him, but is surprised when he is stuck with Snape, his least favourite teacher at Hogwarts. But is everything as he thought it would be? Well read to find out. And like always I write badly and flamers don't help unless you say ' your story would be better if…' so try to keep that in mind.

A/N: For the first time in this story I will change sceans. So no one is alarmed by the sudden change of scenery. Oh and don't forget to review! ^_~
The year after all the death
Part 3:

Harry' glasses shattered on the hard flagstone floors, and Harry mentally cursed himself for not removing them. Groaning he turned to his side removing his useless glasses, strong hands gripped his arms and placed him in a standing position. Even with his bleary vision Harry could tell it was a sneering Snape.
Snape took his glasses from him and repaired them easily, and forced them into his wandering hands.
The room swam into view and Harry realized they were standing in one of the many parlours of the Leak Cauldron. And Snape didn't look too happy to be there.
Harry felt a tug of his shirt and turned to see a toothless Tom. Harry smiled at the man who was extremely nice on his last visit.

"Come on, show us our table then I don't think we have too much time for breakfast," Snape checked his watch and looked upset. Harry suspected that they were on a schedule; Harry didn't see Snape as a schedule kind of guy. But followed him after Tom, hoping not to be noticed by anyone he knew, if he was seen with Snape he didn't know what would happen.
They were lead to a table in the front bar, which was bright and warm. They were only sitting a second when Tom came in and turned to Harry, a broad smile so large it threatened to slip of the sides on his face.

" Would you like what you had the last time Harry? I remember you liked so much you had it every day after your tea." Harry was mid nod when Tom left and came back seconds later with Harry's breakfast, happy that he was able to please Harry. Harry turned a little pink, still unready to take on people who were spellbound with him.

"Thank you," Harry muttered picking up his for as tom turned less happy, to Snape, who ordered a simple coffee. It took a little longer to get his coffee but when he did have it he didn't even take a second to savour the taste and drank it like a shot.
After placing the empty mug on the mahogany table, he took a piece of parchment out of his pocket and handed it to Harry.

"We will first go to Gringotts, then to the potions supplies store. You will need a considerable amount of new ingredients. Do you need new robes?" Snape said snatching the list out of Harry's hands and glancing at it.

"Yes, the ones from last year are too short." Harry felt suddenly out of place in his muggel clothes.

"Very well, anything else?" Harry thought for a second and then remembered something that was bugging him.

"Well our set books have doubled so I'm going to need a new bag." Snape's sneer faded a little as Harry told him about needing a new bag.

"Harry Potter, I don't know what you've been doing charms, but I'm sure object enlarging is a first year thing. I believe Miss. Granger uses one on her bag." Harry would have been offended but he had hardly heard a thing Snape had said, because he was underneath the table.

"What are you doing under that table?" Snape said peeking under the table to see what had gotten into Harry. Harry had seen Draco Malfoy come into the room with his father. As soon as he saw the disdainful faces a few things went through his mind. One was the fact that Draco Malfoy would see him with Snape and taunt him about it all year, another thing was the fact that Lucius Malfoy thought that Snape was a death eater and would find him sitting with Harry Potter having breakfast a little bit more then odd.
While trying not to knock the table Harry motioned for Snape to look behind him. Sighing Snape disappeared. After only a few seconds Harry could feel Snape tense up and move little to block the side of the table where the tablecloth didn't meet the floor.
Unfortunately Draco Malfoy saw his beloved Professor and came over, his shuffling feet partially hidden by the tablecloth.

"Hello Professor," Malfoy said without the usual sneer that Harry heard too often.

"Hello Draco, how has your summer been?" To Harry's horror Lucius Malfoy came and joined his son.

"Hello Severus," His cold voice was like icicles on Harry's spine. He took a breath to continue but Draco cut him off.

"Well, I haven't done anything all summer so I don't like it, I can't wait to get back to Hogwarts." A piece of parchment appeared at Snape's feet and Harry snatched it up. He recognized that the writing was written in a special manner, used when you cant find a quill, the letters were hard to read in the dim light under the table but Harry could see that Snape had simply written.
'Stay Still'
Harry wondered how long he would have to stay still when Lucius spoke up over Draco's bragging over his new broom.

"We should get going Severus, we have to be home for lunch, see you soon." His last words shook Harry out of his covertness and he sat back on the heels of his feet. Did he mean that there was going to be a death eater meeting soon, one that Snape had to attend? After a few minutes Snape spoke, his voice rather dry.

"Get out from under there." Harry appeared from his hide away and sat back in his seat. His food was cold, and he was surprised that the 'cunning' Malfoy's hadn't noticed that the table was set for more then Snape. "Come one we don't have time for you to finish, we have to get a move on." Harry could tell that the close call had made Snape jumpy, his eyes darted to the door many times before they left the Leaky Cauldron and into the court where the portal between the two worlds stood. Snape took out his wand and tapped the wall in the familiar spot.
Though he saw many times, Harry was always in awe of Diagon ally. Everything from the cobblestone roads to the magical shops made him feel at home. Harry's only happy times were in the magical world and this had to be one of his favourite places.
Harry hadn't realized he had stopped walking; Snape was now pulling on his top and telling him to hurry up. As Harry walked next to Snape he thought to how awful his luck was. There were at least fifty people in the school, half of them would jump to the occasion to help Harry out, but he had to get stuck with the one person he hated, who hated him. As they entered Gringotts, Harry's spirits lifted, he had always enjoyed the crazy cart ride into the tunnels under London, the magical goblins that would manage his money always there to help and the best part of the trip to his vault today, was the priceless look on Snape's face.

"Never, that's the only thing- I don't know how you can- I hate those things." Snape complained as the exited the wizard bank. At first Harry found the green tinge of Snape's face funny, but now the pale grey made Harry's stomach ach. Snape sat down on the steps leading up to the bank, his knees were shaking and he looked as if he has just swallowed a plate of particularly mouldy oatmeal. Harry sat down next to him and suppressed a gag.

"I told you that you didn't need to come." He had in fact told Snape that he could wait for him, at his first look at the cart seemed to bring old memories to mind. Harry was worried that Snape might have thrown up. But he had said that he would go with him. So Harry, who didn't want to argue, sat back and watched his Professor change into a variety of different colours.
Sucking up the uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach, Snape took out the school list and sighed in relief. As long as he knew that the rest of the day didn't involve a wild ride to the deep underground vaults.

" Off to get potion supplies, I don't know what you think but this first term is going to be hard on the fifth years." Of course, Harry thought to himself, it has to be hard, or you'll not have any fun. Harry followed Snape around past several shops, only ducking a few times as he passed Lee Jordan and a few other school friends. One of the last people he would have had to avoid was Neville, but there was no need. At the first site of Snape, he himself ran to take cover in a shop where his grandmother had just disappeared.
They finally made it to the shop that supplied potion ingredients, it didn't look like a really cheerful place but Snape seemed to be happy about arriving.
Once inside Snape went up to the front counter and talked to the sales clerk like an old friend, seeing no desire to join Snape, Harry decided to look around the store. The walls weren't much unlike the ones in Snape's Dungeon; they were covered in gars that had a variety of different specimens floating in them. In the middle of the shop there were around six small round tables, they came up to Harry's navel and were littered with vials, and bag, and bins, of powders and liquids.
One especially green thick liquid caught Harry's eyes. He picked up the vial that it was in and examined it, it seemed to be swirling but the thickness never changed. Harry read the label. 'Waspwyrm' The name rang no bell in Harry's head; it sounded interesting enough that he anted to ask Snape. He looked towards the counter to see that Snape had left it and had started to pick up Harry's supplies. It amused as Snape silently complained about the price of Wolf Bane, he seemed to know everything's vale and how much over the clerk would go. Harry approached Snape, vial in hand.
"Um, Professor, what is Waspwyrm?" Snape looked up at Harry and saw the vial in his hand.

"I'd be careful with that," He said unconcerned turning back to the bin of dragon scales he was scooping things out of. "Waspwyrm is an acid that is the only know substance to penetrate a dragon hide." If anything Snape was amused on how quickly Harry's grip tightened on the vial, almost laughing he took the vile and placed it gently on the table.

"We're done here, so we should go and get your books. Flourish and Blots is just a few stores down." He handed Harry his new supplies and left him to pay while he examined to Waspwyrm acid. Harry mused how the colour of Snape's face seemed to slowly come back. Even Hagrid had a 'pick-me-up' at the Leaky Cauldron; Snape seemed to be sucking it up. Harry paid for his new supplies and the left to go to the only bookstore to perches his books.
Snape peeked into the store before entering, Harry felt odd waiting but didn't protest. Once again he wondered whose idea it was to send Snape with him, but he gave up when someone tapped him one his shoulder.

"Alright I'm coming-" Harry turned to see that it wasn't Snape t hat had tapped him but as he turned he saw that it was a red head. Ginny.
He stood there a second, thinking about the mess he was in. If Ginny were there, there would be more Weaslys.
"Hay Harry!" She said, Harry noticed over the few years that her shyness had disappeared slightly and she was able to talk to him.

"Hey Ginny," Harry said looking past her to see if there were anymore read heads behind her, and was happy to see that there wasn't. Harry opened his mouth to ask if she was there alone when a less inviting voice came from behind him.
"Harry, do you have your school list?" Harry pivoted on the spot to see Snape searching his pockets for the piece of parchment that was in Harry's front pocket. When he looked up he saw a shocked Ginny look from Harry to Snape and back again. A smirk appeared on Snape's face as he addressed Ginny.

"Ah, Miss Weasly, I hope you are here to get new potion supplies." There was a hint of a joke in his voice, but it didn't show on his intimidating face. Ginny looked frightened and had gone a pale grey.

"Um…yes Professor Snape, me and my Brothers." Ginny's words shook Harry, was Ron one of the people that had come with Ginny? He really wanted to see Ron. Ginny turned to Harry trying to look as comfortable as she could. She opened her mouth to speak once more when Snape cut her off.

"The list Harry?" He held out an expectant hand, numbly Harry pulled out his list and handed it to Snape, who looked over it then gestured for Harry to follow. "I'm not going to do all of your shopping, come along." Harry watched as Ginny's expression turned from surprise to dumbfound. As Harry said a measly goodbye, he could hear Ginny say something about Ron but didn't catch the whole thing.
Harry found that this year his book list said nothing about vicious biting books. To no surprise of Harry's, Snape lead him straight to the potions section of the store and took the books he had set for the fifth years down off the dusty shelves. Then through the rest of the store, less enthusiastically.
They were almost done when Harry heard someone call his name. He swerved around towards the familiar voice.

"Hermione?"

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" Ron, Hermione you wont ever be able to guess who I just saw." Ron and Hermione looked up from their dripping ice creams.

"Who?" The said in unison. Hermione craned her neck over Ron to see if the person was still in view. But saw no one.

"Harry, but that's not all guess who he was with." She didn't wait to hear Ron's protest of the guessing game to blurt out a shocking answer. "It was Snape!" Hermione goggled at the younger girl, and the top of Ron's cone had fallen off and spilt down his front.

"Are you sure?" Ron asked ignoring the stain on his shirt. Ginny nodded instead of replied. "I got to see this, where did you see them?" Ginny pointed towards the book store and Ron got up, Hermione at his heels, making their way towards the book store, Hermione had an odd feeling that Ginny was playing a joke but as she peered through the window she saw Harry, and sure enough was Snape, next to him picking books off the shelves.

"Should we go in?" Ron asked stepping away from the window, a shocked expression still dancing on his face. Hermione looked pensive before nodding.

"If he is in there with Snape then I think we need to find out what's going on. I mean its not everyday you see Harry talking let alone shopping with Snape." Ron agreeing went to the door and pushed Hermione in front of him to go faster. When it came to it neither one of the two wanted to call Harry to their attention. As a final resort they played a very childish gage of Rock Paper Scissors. Hermione lost best out of three and was forcefully pushed closer to Harry, by a jab in her mid back. Hermione threw one last resentful look at Ron and held her head high, as if it were going to be a privilege to call Harry in this odd situation.
"Harry?"

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