Disclaimer: I shall repeat myself, as I have in my other stories, that I do not, repeat, do NOT own Harry Potter. That belongs to the gorgeous, fantastic, talented writer, JK Rowling. (Who I must also now say congratulations to on the new baby! David Gordon Rowling Murray!)

A/N: Thank you! All of you who left me reviews on the first chapter completely made my day!...no no...My week! As I promised, I shall try to update frequently (hopefully! that is if I get my fuel to go on- reviews!) and now here is the next installment! Enjoy!

Dreams foreshadow the future...

Dreams imitate the present...

Dreams relive the past...

Everywhere around the castle there was a warm breeze blowing, in and out of every doorway and archway. It was everywhere but the seemingly cold dungeon chambers where Severus Snape lay. He had done what he was trying hardest not to do- fall asleep. The world lay asleep, minds quiet and carefree of everything, except Severus Snape's. His mind was anything but quiet and carefree. His worst nightmares were just beginning...

Elsewhere in the castle, Albus Dumbledore sat behind his desk, deep in thought. He was getting exceedingly worried about Severus. He didn't go to class earlier that day, and now he hadn't shown up for dinner in the Great Hall. He jumbled the thought of Severus's dreams around in his head, trying to figure them out. Severus hadn't made it very clear about what exactly happened in these dreams, but he had a fairly good idea about what was going on inside his head. Still, he wasn't sure. But there was a way...

Dumbledore broke from his concentrated thought and pulled open a drawer from out of his desk. From within it, he pulled out what looked like a pair of muggle binoculars, but they were more like the wizarding magical omnioculars. Conicioculars; they were silver with a lot of different button settings and a swirling projector that came out of the bottom (presumably to be able to watch without having to look into the eyeholes).

Dumbledore examined the conicioculars and turned the buttons to different settings. At last he set them down flat on his desk. with the projector facing upwards, where he paused for a few seconds. After a few moments he said aloud, "Severus Snape." There was a flash and a pillar of light came out of the projector from the conicioculars. Inside the light was the distinct outline and figure of Severus Snape, sleeping restlessly in his dungeon chambers. The view, however, quickly changed as it zoomed closer to his head until finally it disappeared altogether. There was a still darkness for a moment and then a new scene began to play out. A new surrounding had appeared within the projector. The first thing Dumbledore observed through his half moon spectacles was rather surprising, for Severus had never spoken of it before.

Albus Dumbledore was now seeing Severus's dreams...

The dismal weather outside was very cloudy and rainy; very formidable for the event taking place that day. A soaking wet, grief-stricken Severus Snape, about eleven years old, stood, clothed all in black, over a freshly dug grave. He was standing alone, with everyone else that had come already leaving to go home. But he didn't want to leave...he just stayed there, unwilling to accept the fact. There wasn't anyone left for him. His father had abandoned him when he was a child and now, with his new heartache, he didn't know what he was going to do. He stared with his dark eyes at the gravestone that read:

Eleanor Katherine Snape

July 3, 1931 - July 25, 1965

Beloved Mother and Sister

He fell to his knees and began to weep. He hardly noticed the wetness and mud covering the ground. He felt completely lost. He and his mother had been very close. She was his whole world and he was hers, but now she was gone...and so was his world.

Loneliness consumed him. He was now to live with his uncle, Robert, a wizard that worked for the Ministry of Magic. He was so addicted to his work that he hardly ever noticed Severus was there... His mother had always found time for him. His earliest memory of her was when he had been very ill. She sang to him whenever he was in a lot of pain, and that had always put him at ease. It had been just them, and now it was just him.

Just days after her death, Severus received his admissions letter by owl telling him of his enrollment in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, one of the highest regarded and more prestigious wizarding schools in existence. His mother would have been so proud. Severus crumbled up the letter in his fist out of anger and torment. He'd lost the only person he'd ever cared about and the only person who had ever deeply cared about him in return.

He returned to her grave everyday to bring fresh flowers. Severus tried to get rid of his lugubrious mood whenever he visited her so she could see that he was going to be fine. But he didn't know that he would be for sure. He would just sit and talk to her and to tell her about everything that's been going on in his life. Sometimes he would just sit in silence, mourning, or maybe just hoping that he'd get a sign from her telling him that everything would be all right.

"Oh Gods!" he shouted out one day. "Why did you do this? Why did you take her from me leaving me with nothing? I have never done anything wrong so why do you punish me this way? WHY?!" He sat there, bewildered; knowing no one would answer his pleas. He felt utterly rejected from the rest of the world with no where to go.

Albus Dumbledore observed with concern about what was happening, or had happened. Seeking the answers to his questions, he devoted his every thought to what he was seeing as the moving pictures continued to carry out the past events.

A chapter tis done! And hopefully, if you liked it, you'll leave a review! Pleeeaaaaasssseeee? A big thanks again to everyone who reviewed! You're the ones who give me the will to go on! :) This fic is starting out small with events that happened a while ago, but soon, it will move up to more well-known events that have an even bigger impact! Also, I'm going to try my absolute hardest to update whenever I can. Spring Break for me is now over and I won't have as much free time to write, but I will do my best to at least update every week! If you get annoyed with me not updating, just send me an email and yell your hardest at me! Believe me, I will appreciate it cause it'll make me work. PHEW! Those are long notes!

One more BIG thanks going out to Travis (the cool angelic loser nerd : P ). He helped me out with a few things that I obviously needed help with. :P Can you say looo-gooo-bree-us?