Hey I'm back. Well the postings are going to be a bit apart, *sighing* school has unfortunately gotten in the way and I don't have time to write. I have to pull up my grades, yuck, in my trig class and I'm starting Chem. class next week, twice a week for six hours each. Anyways, 'nough said and on with the fic.
P.S -thanks to my reviewers I really appreciate them. This one is dedicated to my first reviewer, Chrissy430.
Disclaimer-This doesn't belong to me, at least not until I become the ruler of the world and make Harry Potter and co. all mine, bwua ha ha ha ha ha!!!
'It is the middle of the night what in the nine circles of hell am I doing out here at this hour. Damn it I should be in the shack with Remus, not out here' he had made a promise and they had barely made up, finally getting rid of that mangy mutt for at least the day and that brat had to go and ruin it all. Although he had to admit it had bothered and frightened him immensely to find the headmaster looking all his years in life, so he had conceded to go and check up on the brat to make sure he wasn't dying and to alleviate Albus' worries. 'I had better get a pay raise for this' he thought as he walked down the muggle street also known as Privet Drive. The various wards around the house prevented Severus from directly apparating to the house so he had to walk to the Privet Drive #4.
He had finally reached the house where Potter lived and ringed the doorbell. Twenty minutes had passed and no one came down, Severus was really beginning to get annoyed, and everyone knew that an annoyed Potions Master was definitely not good thing. He was about to ring again, when he heard movement inside of the house, 'About time those damn muggles answered their bloody door' he thought. As the door opened he saw what closely resembled a human sized pig, but as it opened the hole in it's head which he assumed was a mouth he realized this was a member of Potter's family, and therefore indeed a human being or at least a sorry excuse for one.
Vernon Dursely was about to receive his well-deserved promotion as CEO of Grunnigs Drilling Company. His whole family was there to see him deliver his acceptance speech, his beautiful wife Petunia, his handsome son Dudley, and his pretty sister Marge. His godforsaken nephew had finally gotten what he deserved and had died the year before, of what he didn't know or care as long as the brat was forever out of his hair. As he got to the podium and was about to deliver his speech, he heard a doorbell in the background, funny he could have sworn the garden had no doorbells or doors for that matter, ignoring this fact he opened his mouth to begin. "Dear board of Directors, I must say that I am very thankful and grateful …"that blasted doorbell had interrupted him again, but this time everything in his surroundings was disappearing. "No, don't leave not yet!", he screamed.
"We're sorry Vernon but we have decided not to give you that promotion after all" said one of the members of the board. As soon as this was said Vernon could hear the doorbell clearer than before and soon he was engulfed in darkness. 'Damn it, it was a dream. A bloody good dream, although that doorbell...'At that moment the bell rang again. 'Who in their bloody right minds would come look for someone at this hour of the night', he though as he blindly looked around for his slippers careful not to disturb the sleeping beauty next to his side. As he walked through the hall he went to check on his son, ignoring the sound of the doorbell for just a moment. "He'll be a heartbreaker just like his old man, he will.", he said aloud to himself. 'As long as I keep that ruddy queer of a boy away from him that is, that boy is a menace to my poor son' but he was shaken out of his thoughts as the doorbell rang once again, forcing him to go open the door.
"It's two in the ruddy morning, go away we don't want anything here" barked Vernon Dursely. But before he could close the door the dark figure before him put his foot in the way and began to speak.
"I am Potter's potions professor from Hogwarts, and am here to check upon him Mr.Durey, I assume?" responded the dark figure.
"What are you talking about there is no Potter here, go away we don't accept your kind here and the name's Dursely" the man managed to speak, desperately trying to keep the shaking out of his voice and trying to keep his composure while attempting a feeble glare at Severus.
"Listen here you pig, you will let me through and you will point me in the direction of his room and all of this will be done quietly and without complaint, understood." Severus gritted out through his teeth and all the while keeping his wand trained on the man, to make sure he got his point across.
The man in front of him shook his head and led Severus inside the house, as Severus took in his surroundings he saw pictures of what appeared to be a pig with a blond wig on. (A/N: hey that rhymes pig, wig. hee hee hee, sorry it's just that I'm sort of on a sugar rush right now. Anyways on with the tale) 'Must be the family pet, Potter must really have them whipped if he managed to convince them to let him keep a pig as a pet', thought Severus. What he didn't see however where pictures of Potter as a boy, while there was a ridiculous amount of pictures of the house pet, none of them featured Potter. Severus however filed that fact away to the back of his mind as the pale shaking man behind him cleared his throat and signaled for him to follow him up the stairs. They walked for about one minute when they stopped in front of a room at the end of the hall, which Severus correctly assumed as Potter's room .
"The boy should be sleeping in there" announced Vernon as he fumbled with the keys that opened the various locks on Harry's room.
"And why may I ask is Mr. Potter under lock and key Mr. Dursely" asked a silky voice behind him, when he turned around to answer and announce that the room was now open he was faced with that stick the man carried around.
"Well you, you see that umm its just that, that the boy he's, he's a, a …" the man stuttered trying to find his answer.
"Your eloquence surprises me Mr. Dursley, but the boy's a what?" he said in that special voice, full of maliciousness that made his students confess everything to him with just a look.
"The boy's a queer that's what's wrong with him, he's a fucking queer and an abnormality on top of that. It's enough that I have to house him every summer, feeding him and clothing and giving that, that, that thing Dudley's room. I will not have him threatening Dudley or my family with his queerness!" he said with the last ounce of bravery he had within him, but while all this was going on his wife and son had come out of their rooms to find out what all the commotion was about, Dudley fervently hoping against all odds that Harry was indeed getting another beating from his father. He was in for a rude awakening when he saw his father being held at point by a stick, which greatly reminded him of the year before when Harry's freak friends came over and gave him the giant tongue, or the first time he saw a wizard and he got the pig's tail. Without even thinking about his father or mother he locked his door and hid in his closet, or at least tried to. Petunia on the other hand was frozen in shock at seeing that man in his house once again, the man she vividly remembered from her childhood. The man her sister had been so fond of, Severus Snape.
AN: I should just leave you here, but even I'm not that cruel despite what my friends say about me. *^-^*
"What are YOU doing here? What business do you have here you freak!?" screamed Petunia shrilly, trying desperately not to let her fear show and instead concentrating on the indignation and rage she felt towards the man standing in her hallway, a man sha had hoped never in her life to see again.
"Why Petunia, how nice to see you again, still as ugly as I remember you I see." Severus answered back, with the silkiest voice he could manage. While Petunia's little outburst was going on Vernon managed to escape the man's wand but was stupid enough to feel indignation over the comment Severus had just made.
"You see here you freak I have had just about.." Vernon however was not able to finish his comment because Severus had temporally removed both of their mouths, and had frozen them in the process.
"I really have no time to deal with you or your pig of a husband Petunia, I have a boy I have to check on, now if you'll excuse me" Severus explained to the muggles as he made his way to Potter's room. 'Finally , I am able to see how wonder boy has lived all these summers' he thought with some wry amusement. All the amusement however drained out of him as he saw the dark room and recognized the pungent aroma of blood. The room was dirty and the bed, if you could even call it a bed was ridiculously small and had no mattress whatsoever just a couple of thin blankets to cover the wood and no pillows whatsoever. The walls were covered in dried blood and there where whips, made out of leather some appeared to be made of wood. Severus was feeling nauseated at everything that he saw around him, but there was still no sign of the boy.
"Come on Potter I know you're here, Lumos" he whispered with urgency, but he regretted having whispered that one spell because laid on the ground before him was the savior of the wizarding world, the boy who lived, now apparently dead.
AN: I seem to have a thing for cliffhangers don't I. Anyways you know what to do, they are greatly appreciated you know. Any ways the next Ch. should be out by tomorrow or next week sorry, but there is school ya know. Oh and before I forget I still don't have a beta and I do really need one. So if you're interested in the job please e-mail me at spacegirl131@hotmail.com