A/N: Okay more nice reviews, I really appreciate them, I really do. Now here is the next chapter, I hope it's okay and that it doesn't suck too bad. I got the inspiration to start this one in my American Musical Theatre class while watching a movie about the life and works of George Gershwin *shrugs shoulders* geh, go figure! But I hope it's okay and I'm right smack dab in the middle of midterms but I will be going home for a nice 4 day weekend on friday so I'll probably have chapter 12 up sometime during that time since I'll be off from classes! ENJOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Chapter 11 (Accidents and Nightmares)

The rest of the week passed by uneventfully with Harry slowly aging. By friday evening Harry had aged to his five year old self and Severus' rooms were very quickly being turned upside down because Harry was naturally a very curious child but his first childhood with the Dursleys quickly squashed his curiosity.

On friday evening Severus was in his rooms grading papers and Harry was finger painting, or so Severus though. He heard a shash come from his bedchambers and soft crying and quickly bolted to the room to see Harry on the floor holding his cheek and blood seeping between the small, delicate fingers.

Next to Harry on the flor was a silver frame that Severus quickly recognized as the frame that held the picture of himself and Lily in their seventh year when they were dating.

Harry was still crying and his eyes were wide with fear upon looking at his father

"I...I'm sorry dad! I didn't mean to break it! I just wanted to look at it." Harry stammered

Severus let out a sigh and turned the fram over and took out his wand and muttered 'reparo' and the glass and frame was fixed and said

"It's all right Harry, see? Nothing to worry about. But you should've asked me to get it down for you." He gently reprimanded

"Let me see that cut you've got there." Severus said gently while pulling Harry's hand away.

He grimmaced when he saw the jagged and large cut extending from the top of Harry's right cheekbone to the edge of his chin.

He summoned a washcloth and folded it and put it back on the, still bleeding, wound and put Harry's small hand back on the washbloth and stood up and said

"Come on, we need to go see Madame Pomfrey to fix that. It's very deep."

Harry nodded and lifted his left arm and put on his best puppy dog face and Severus sighed and picked Harry up and walked out of his quarters.

Severus didn't mind carrying Harry at all because the boy, even though he was 5 still was fairly small for his age so he wasn't that heavy at all.

They moved along in silence fora little while until Harry said

"Dad, who's the lady in the picture?"

Severus paused for a moment and then continued

"She's your mother. That picture was taken our last year in school here."

"Where's mommy now?" Harry said innocently

"She died a long time ago. When you were still a baby."

"Why'd she die? Didn't she like us?" Harry said with innocent curiosity

"Somebody killed her. But know that she loved us very much. All right?"

Severus said and Harry nodded as they entered the Hospital Wing.

"Poppy, we need you out here now." Severus called

The mediwitch walked out of her office and saw the Potions Master holding his, now five-year-old, son. She walked over and said

"Well, what seems to be the problem Severus?"

Severus carefully took away the washvloth and the matron nodded when she saw the deep gash on the boy's cheek. She pointed at the nearest bed and Severus sat down still holding Harry.

She walked over and drew her wand and muttered a disinfecting and cleansing spell followed by a healing spell and a scardiminishing one after that.

During this whole ordeal Harry had tightly closed his eyes and clutched his father's robes and only after Madame Pomfrey's declaration of 'all done' and walking over to the potions storage cabinets, did Harry finally open his eyes.

Harry felt his newly healed cheek and said in a small voice

"Thank you Madame Pomfrey."

The matron walked back over to Harry holding a goblet and smiling and said holding out the goblet

"You're welcome Harry, now drink this down."

Harry looked at it warily and only upon seeing the affirming nod from his father did he drink the potion. He slightly shuddered at the foul taste of it and said

"Yuck! What was that?!"

"A simple pain relieving potion, to help get rid of the pain from the cut." Poppy said

Harry didn't realize up until then that it had hurt when his cheek was cut and smiled and buried his face in his father's robes.

Severus stood up and said

"Thank you Poppy, I'll be taking him back to my quarters now."

"You're welcome Severus, have a good night."

Severus walked out of the ward still holding Harry again smiling at the memory of now the previous two times that he'd done this.

Upon arriving back in his quarters Severus had discovered that Harry had fallen asleep. Given the fact that it was now after eight o'clock and that was rather late for a five-year-old.

He walked into Harry's bedchambers and carefully set Harry in the bed and tucked him in and brushed a lock of Harry's hair out of his face and kissed his forehead. Harry stirred restlessly but stayed asleep and Severus smiled and quietly crept from the chamber and back out into the main room to finish grading the papers.

Two hours later found Severus finished grading and curled up on the couch, in his pajamas, with a potions book and a glass of red wine.

He took a swig of the dark liquid and turned the page, enjoying the peace and quiet. He turned another page and took another sip and was startled by a sharp scream coming from Harry's room.

He immediately abandoned the book and glass of wine and bolted to his son's room to find Harry curled up in a ball and crying his eyes out and the beginnings of an asthma attack forming.

Severus pulled his son into his arms and lap and stroked the boy's hair and rubbed his back in small circles until Harry had calmed down and the cries ebbed away into small hiccoughs.

Trying not to startle the boy Severus said gently

"Want to tell me about this dream of yours?"

Harry stiffened then relaxed and nodded and said

"I think I saw mommy getting killed. I don't remember real well but there was this really high pitched laugh and a flash of green and that was it. It really scared me!"

Severus slightly stiffened at the memory and the thought of Harry having to dream such a horriffic thing.

He squeezed Harry just a little tighter and went back to comforting his son. Just as Harry was about to doze off again, Severus started to get up but Harry tightened the grip on him and said in a small, scared voice.

"Please don't go daddy, can I stay with you tonight?"

Severus sighed and nodded and picked up Harry and carried him into his bedchambers and laid himself and Harry down. As soon as he had laid down Harry snuggled up to Severus and attempted to wrap his arms around his torso.

Severus pulled Harry closer to him and soon the two were fast asleep.

A/N: All right, I think that's a good stopping place for there. Mind you I finished writing this at 2:45am and I have my conducting midterm at 8am that I haven't barely started preparing for but this chapter wouldn't leave me alone so I had to get it typed and posted. But as I said before, I am in the throes of midterms week but I have a break coming up so that should mean a couple of chapters going up. Now press that little button on the left hand corner and leave me a review! Hope this chapter didn't suck too bad!