A/N: On Tuesday May 15, I will be leaving with my class to go on a four-day trip. I will
Be working on the next chapter, I will not be able to post it for a while. Son no one get their knickers in a twist, I will be looking for reviews, though I seem to get none at all.
I like this Chapter and since I got my own idea for this chapter like twenty minutes after I posted the last one, that I didn't have time to check for your votes.
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"Hermione?" Snape turned slightly to sneer at Hermione then went to another shelf of Defence Against the Dark Arts books. "Ron? What are you two doing here?" Ron came up behind Hermione looking upset at how close Harry and Snape were standing.

"We came to get our school supplies, since we're going to be going to school early this year, with you." Hermione said then added, "What are you doing here?" Harry looked from one friend to the other and decided they wouldn't bug him about having to go shopping with Snape, they would feel sorry for him, and maybe even keep him company, though oddly enough, Snape wasn't being particularly nasty.

"Shopping for my school things. Who are you guys with? I saw Ginny but she-"

"Ginny told us that you were-" Ron looked left and right as if he didn't want to be over heard, then after a glance at Snape he spoke in a low whisper. "Were here with Snape." Hermione looked up at Harry then back at Ron, she glared at Ron and then started saying indistinct words not meeting Harry's eyes, but Harry thought that the sooner it was done the sooner they could find a way to get Harry away from this living nightmare.

"Yes, I'm here with Professor Snape." Ron gasped but Hermione just took a step back, Harry thought she was looking at him when he saw that her eyes were focused behind him. "What-" He turned to see Lucius Malfoy there, Harry cursed under his breath, he thought that the Malfoy behind him had for sure heard him, explaining that he was there with a Death Eater in Malfoy's eyes.
Harry waited for him to say something but he didn't, he stood there watching Harry. His cold grey eyes unswerving, Harry stood like a rock on the spot and stared back. At last he sneered at Harry and turned to walk away as if he hadn't seen Harry at all. But he had, and had Harry not been too busy with the stare down he would have noticed Snape turn back from the shelf in time to see Malfoy approach Harry, the whole thing incongruous. But then he thought of where they were. They were in a shop full of wizards who would give anything to stop even one Death Eater.

"Come on lets go." Harry heard Snape say putting his hand beneath Harry's elbow to stir him away. Harry was standing, shocked in his spot. "Get moving!" Snape hissed trying to move the stiff boy. He used his tone of authority he had gotten used to through his years of teaching. Harry turned to look at him, still not moving, his green eyes big saucers only the hint of white was there. He looked up at him, not really understanding what was going on. Snape turned Harry to face his friends. At the site of them he seemed to snap out of the trance. He looked at the looks on their faces and turned to Snape.

"We have to get going," Harry could feel the tension in the small shop and needed air, without waiting for Snape he started to the front counter and paid for the books they had gotten off the different shelves. He was surprised to see Snape was still standing by Hermione and Ron, who were staring at him as if he were an extraterrestrial.

"I'll see you guys next week, come on Professor."

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"Severus, how was the trip, did you have any problems?" Snape sat down across from Dumbledor in the headmaster's office. As he nodded the lines of ageing showed deeply in Dumbledor's ancient face. "What happened?" Snape launched into the close call with both of the Malfoys and then to the odd encounter Harry had with Lucius Malfoy. Even after he had finished with every detail down to the cold grey eyes Dumbledor had only one thing to say.

"Were you seen with Harry?" Snape shook his head though he wasn't sure, Malfoy could have been watching him ever since they left the Leaky Cauldron. "How did Harry react?"

"Well what do you expect? Its Harry, he didn't even move, he just stood there, and he almost looked as if he was recovering from some kind of memory charm. But I asked and he remembered everything that happened so…" At that moment Sirius barged into the room fuming, the door swung back on its hinges startling Fawks who had been on his perch.

"What did you do?" He screamed at Snape before anyone got a word in. Snape sneered at him with utter dislike, the wanting to curse him growing in the pit of his stomach.

"I didn't do a thing." He said truthfully though he wished he could jinx the hateful person in front of him. Sirius took out his wand and pointed it at Snape.

"Then why is Harry walking around the school not talking to anyone, he wont even talk to me, all he is doing is muttering that he forgot to get new robes? He wasn't like this last night." Snape got an idea of what happened when he ran into Malfoy. He pushed by Sirius and started down the moving stairs. "Now where do you think your going?" He could hear Sirius come after him. He didn't answer until he heard the headmaster ask the same question from behind Sirius, though with less of the hate Sirius showed him.

"There is a spell that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named created not long ago, I haven't heard of it being used in such a long time, it slipped my mind completely. It takes a Death Eater to perform it and it usually drains their energy and other things. The spell makes it hard for the victim to think he or she is in trouble, they will think a poisonous snake is the same threat as a lost kitty. There is only one way to take off the spell, but it is to be risky." They were now emerging from the stone gargoyle that blocked the entrance to the headmaster's office. "Which way did you see him last? Never mind we don't have too much time for this. Accio Harry!" Sirius didn't understand the quick talking that Snape had dumped on him but Dumbledor seemed to understand Snape.

"Do you think you could tell us what is to be done now?" Harry zoomed around a corner and stood lazily in front of the three grown ups.

"Hello!" He said turning to Snape. Sirius turned mad towards Snape.

" Now why will he talk to you and not me?" Snape didn't want to answer any questions that might make him happy but he knew that Dumbledor would need to know everything about the new spell.

"He will only talk straight to a Death Eater, that's why he would talk to me, that's why I thought it was a chance he was under a memory charm."

"Hello." Harry said again, looking upset that Snape hadn't responded at his first try.

"Hello Harry," Snape said pulling his wand out and taking Harry's wand arm in his hand. "Now this is going to hurt Harry, but don't worry the pain will go away soon." He spoke in a calming tone that no one even thought he had. Harry nodded at him and seemed to understand, though he showed no fear of the pain. "Ok," Snape rolled up his sleeve to show his dark mark, the colour a deep black. He placed his wand over the mark and moved Harry's hand so it was touching the tip of the wand. Snape suddenly looked in deep pain. His hand gripping into a tight fist a vain throbbing in his wrist.
Meanwhile, Harry's eyes seemed to clear over and he winced in pain, though not as much as Snape, he seemed to know what was happening and as the contact between himself and Snape broke as his Professor fell to the ground, he knelt next to him.

"Professor?" Harry looked from Snape to Dumbledor, to Sirius, suddenly mad. "Why didn't you stop him?" He yelled, startling both his godfather and the Headmaster.

"Harry," Sirius, said not understanding his sudden outburst, at least he is talking to me, he thought before continuing. "He was just taking some death eater spell off of you calm down." But Harry shook his head, creating a stretcher to carry Snape to the hospital wing.

"Didn't you hear him?" Harry asked practically running towards the hospital wing.

"Tell us, what?" Dumbledor ventured, following him in quick strides, Sirius panting behind him to keep up.

"Its fatal, we have to get him to the hospital wing and get him some ballyweed antidote before he dies!"

"How do you know all this Harry?" Dumbledor asked running now.

"When he did that thing with his dark mark, he told all of us didn't you hear him?" The other two shook their heads as Harry flung the door of the hospital wing open and yelled for Madame Pomfrey to come, when she did he told her to hurry with the ballyweed and she did with out question. As she got a magical needle ready Harry shook his head and pulled the bottle out of her hand. Harry ad no idea how he knew what to do but he knew that Snape would die if he didn't hurry, and he knew that he would be dead if it hadn't been for Snape.
He pulled the top of the bottle off and grabbed at the stationary arm with the dark mark, he now slowed down to a slow pour knowing if he got his skin with it, it would burn.
One single drop was enough, it fell on the dark mark and Snape opened his eyes gasping for a breath of air, he sat up, in obvious pain, and grabbed Harry's arm. Harry pushed the Professor back into a lying position and Snape fell to sleep right away. Not letting Harry's arm go.

" Harry, how did you know what to do?" Sirius asked, after a few minutes of silence.

"He told me, didn't you hear him?" Harry said softly removing Snape's hand from his arm, showing a little red mark from the force of Snape's hand, and placing it on Snape's stomach which as slowly moving up and down.

"No Harry we didn't, he didn't say anything." Dumbledor said moving to examine Snape, then straightened up understanding. "He was communicating through the dark mark." Harry shivered as he thought of the dark mark saving both his life and Snape's, while at the same time trying to kill them. "It's a connection you will have with him forever, there is no magical way to get rid of it, you will just have to learn to live with it." Harry wondered what he meant by connection, but he was suddenly overcome with dizziness, he fainted, a hovering charm only making him miss the floor by inches.

"Poor guy," Madame Pomfrey said levitating Harry into the next bed. "The whole thing was a little too much for him. He'll be out for a while." Dumbledor moved to leave but Sirius stayed where he was.

"Come on, Sirius, let's go to my office for a cup of tea, and let Madame Pomfrey do her work in peace." Sirius left the Hospital wing with a swoosh of his traveling cloak; he hadn't thought of taking off from the time he barged into the headmaster's office.
He resented Snape for everything he had ever done; he hated him with a passion. But now, after years and years of pent up anger, he owed him for saving Harry.

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So there, what will come? I don't know yet but all well. ^~_~^