Disclaimer, I really don't own anything.
Author's note, Thanks to everybody who has reviewed so far:
Rachel, Cristal Etoile, Phoenix, Jenna Casey, Mariet, C.F, Sarah, Lily V., American angel, Shdurrani, Writachika, Nikita4ever, Honor, Twilight witch, Jul, Dkg, Xiao, Rushrider, Preciousgirl, Hot Girl Faith, Angelhitomi, Star Mage, Saddarkeyes, Jarvey, Angelic Devil and Rayvern.
Now lets get on with the story.
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Chapter 6, Avoiding
Another day had passed and Harry was still as worried and restless as usual.
How was he going to be able to avoid sleeping?
As soon as he would close his eyes Voldemort would be waiting, waiting to break him until he could be killed.
Would be killed.
Instant death.
Sirius, who had seemed to sense Harry's discomfort, was trying to keep him occupied by talking to him.
It wasn't working.
Harry was dreading the night, he couldn't confide in anybody about Voldemort because they wouldn't believe him, they would say it was just a dream.
But Harry had felt the instant pain meant for him.
And Voldemort.
Voldemort was aware of his presence, he knew Harry was there and he was now waiting for Harry to helplessly come to him again when one day there wasn't someone to wake him up or when Harry's mind was so broken that he couldn't be woken up.
Harry, who had been lost in thought for a few minutes, had not noticed that Sirius was trying to get his attention.
"Harry.Harry."
"Sorry Sirius I was just.daydreaming."
"Hmm," said Sirius not sounding convinced, "Anyway, I'm just going to speak with Albus, you will be o.k for a few minutes won't you Harry?"
"Yeah."
"O.k, I see you in a few minutes."
Harry watched as Sirius departed from the Hospital wing.
He couldn't tell anyone, not even Sirius or Remus.
He couldn't commit suicide, he had promised Sirius that he wouldn't try to again and then, even if he could he wouldn't want to, he was glad that he hadn't died, Remus and Sirius loved him.
He was loved.
It was a happy thought that someone did love him, someone cared for him but the thought of Voldemort then came back and that pooped his happiness, h was completely serrounded by dark thoughts.
"Potter." Came a sharp voice, like ice.
Harry looked up into cold black eyes. Snapes eyes.
It was the first time Harry had encountered him alone since 'the accident'.
"Yes Professer."
"I have your potion, you have to take it before you go to sleep, it will help to stop the nightmares."
Snape turned to leave, to minimise the amount of time he was left alone with 'Potter'. He was about to turn back to him to remind him that he had lost twenty points for his house for when he didn't turn up to his lesson, when he heard Potter's voice.
"It stops nightmares, but does it stop visions?" He asked quietly.
"What, Potter," Snape snapped.
"N-nothing Professer." Harry answered back. He hadn't meant for Snape to hear.
"Yes there was something Potter, you just asked wether it stopped visions."
"If you already know what I said then why are you asking again?"
"Ten points from Griffindor, to add to add to the twenty points you already have lost, for being rude to a teacher."
"What."
"And in answer to your question, it doesn't stop visions."
"I-it doesn't." Harry replied distressed once more.
"No, why did you want to know that?" Snape asked curious at the change of expressions on Harry's face.
Harry just shook his head.
Thoughts were racing through Snape's head. Harry was worried about visions.
Visions of what?
What was Harry most worried about?
Voldemort.
Visions of Voldemort?
"Voldemort!"
Snape hadn't realised that he had said the last word out load but as he looked at Harry again he could see he was shivering violently.
"Potter," he said shocked.
Harry started to cry.
"Harry," he tried again.
Snape was so absorbed by this boys behavier that he didn't notice another presence in the room.
"What the bloody-hell did you do, Snape?" Sirius shouted.
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Author's note, Another short chapter, I know. How do you get italics and bold text because being the computer dunce I am I haven't worked it out. Please explain simplely I won't understand it otherwise, * blush, embarressed at own stupidness *
Should it be Sev or Sirius that gets close to Harry, only on a sort of Father/Son relationship NO slash.
If you are wondering why my style of writing changes every chapter it is because my style changes with my mood so if I'm very happy I would proberly write dark, evil chapters ( yes, I did get that right.)
Also I'm still on the look out for good angst fics especially 'Harry gets beaten up by the Durslys' and gets rescued by either Snape, Sirius or Remus. Please email me to tell me any good ones at even_star1@hotmail.com
Do you think this fic is o.k because I'm not so sure.
Thanks for reading.
Author's note, Thanks to everybody who has reviewed so far:
Rachel, Cristal Etoile, Phoenix, Jenna Casey, Mariet, C.F, Sarah, Lily V., American angel, Shdurrani, Writachika, Nikita4ever, Honor, Twilight witch, Jul, Dkg, Xiao, Rushrider, Preciousgirl, Hot Girl Faith, Angelhitomi, Star Mage, Saddarkeyes, Jarvey, Angelic Devil and Rayvern.
Now lets get on with the story.
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Chapter 6, Avoiding
Another day had passed and Harry was still as worried and restless as usual.
How was he going to be able to avoid sleeping?
As soon as he would close his eyes Voldemort would be waiting, waiting to break him until he could be killed.
Would be killed.
Instant death.
Sirius, who had seemed to sense Harry's discomfort, was trying to keep him occupied by talking to him.
It wasn't working.
Harry was dreading the night, he couldn't confide in anybody about Voldemort because they wouldn't believe him, they would say it was just a dream.
But Harry had felt the instant pain meant for him.
And Voldemort.
Voldemort was aware of his presence, he knew Harry was there and he was now waiting for Harry to helplessly come to him again when one day there wasn't someone to wake him up or when Harry's mind was so broken that he couldn't be woken up.
Harry, who had been lost in thought for a few minutes, had not noticed that Sirius was trying to get his attention.
"Harry.Harry."
"Sorry Sirius I was just.daydreaming."
"Hmm," said Sirius not sounding convinced, "Anyway, I'm just going to speak with Albus, you will be o.k for a few minutes won't you Harry?"
"Yeah."
"O.k, I see you in a few minutes."
Harry watched as Sirius departed from the Hospital wing.
He couldn't tell anyone, not even Sirius or Remus.
He couldn't commit suicide, he had promised Sirius that he wouldn't try to again and then, even if he could he wouldn't want to, he was glad that he hadn't died, Remus and Sirius loved him.
He was loved.
It was a happy thought that someone did love him, someone cared for him but the thought of Voldemort then came back and that pooped his happiness, h was completely serrounded by dark thoughts.
"Potter." Came a sharp voice, like ice.
Harry looked up into cold black eyes. Snapes eyes.
It was the first time Harry had encountered him alone since 'the accident'.
"Yes Professer."
"I have your potion, you have to take it before you go to sleep, it will help to stop the nightmares."
Snape turned to leave, to minimise the amount of time he was left alone with 'Potter'. He was about to turn back to him to remind him that he had lost twenty points for his house for when he didn't turn up to his lesson, when he heard Potter's voice.
"It stops nightmares, but does it stop visions?" He asked quietly.
"What, Potter," Snape snapped.
"N-nothing Professer." Harry answered back. He hadn't meant for Snape to hear.
"Yes there was something Potter, you just asked wether it stopped visions."
"If you already know what I said then why are you asking again?"
"Ten points from Griffindor, to add to add to the twenty points you already have lost, for being rude to a teacher."
"What."
"And in answer to your question, it doesn't stop visions."
"I-it doesn't." Harry replied distressed once more.
"No, why did you want to know that?" Snape asked curious at the change of expressions on Harry's face.
Harry just shook his head.
Thoughts were racing through Snape's head. Harry was worried about visions.
Visions of what?
What was Harry most worried about?
Voldemort.
Visions of Voldemort?
"Voldemort!"
Snape hadn't realised that he had said the last word out load but as he looked at Harry again he could see he was shivering violently.
"Potter," he said shocked.
Harry started to cry.
"Harry," he tried again.
Snape was so absorbed by this boys behavier that he didn't notice another presence in the room.
"What the bloody-hell did you do, Snape?" Sirius shouted.
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Author's note, Another short chapter, I know. How do you get italics and bold text because being the computer dunce I am I haven't worked it out. Please explain simplely I won't understand it otherwise, * blush, embarressed at own stupidness *
Should it be Sev or Sirius that gets close to Harry, only on a sort of Father/Son relationship NO slash.
If you are wondering why my style of writing changes every chapter it is because my style changes with my mood so if I'm very happy I would proberly write dark, evil chapters ( yes, I did get that right.)
Also I'm still on the look out for good angst fics especially 'Harry gets beaten up by the Durslys' and gets rescued by either Snape, Sirius or Remus. Please email me to tell me any good ones at even_star1@hotmail.com
Do you think this fic is o.k because I'm not so sure.
Thanks for reading.