Home Sweet Home

This is a sorta AU fic. The idea came to me as a dream. He he! It's eventually going to be Harry/Severus slash. You may be confused…I know I certainly was.

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Chapter 1

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When people looked back on their lives, they usually have doubts or regrets. Harry's only regret was leaving. Looking back now, he knew this, that he should have stayed. Stayed, risked death, but stayed, with the man he loved…

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"I love you. You know that right," said Harry.

"Of course I know. You wouldn't be here otherwise. And I love you too, but don't you think you better get back? You'll be missed."

" I don't care if I'm missed, I'm happy here with you," said Harry, snuggling closer.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

" Open up, this is a raid."

Harry knew what they meant by the word 'Raid'. It wasn't good. He screamed as the door was forced open, and his one true love was taken from him, thrown to the floor and kicked repeatedly. He screamed again, as hands held him down, to stop him from moving to his lovers' side, and again, as the raiders stopped their kicking, and instead knelt down and bled his limp body to death…

"Severus…" Harry silently whispered as he shot up in bed, breathing heavily from this recent nightmare. As he realised it was only a nightmare, and that Severus was probably ok, and not being bled by the Raiders, he took a deep breath, and lay back down again. Severus was too smart and too sneaky to be caught by the Raiders. He took another deep breath, this time not from relief, but to sigh from fear or, well just fear. The Raiders were real. Everything would have been ok if they weren't, but they were. And no one was safe. Not even Severus. And this was why today was moving day. For Harry's family anyway.

Many other families had moved. To the country, or a different country, far away from here. If they were caught, it was just as bad as if they'd stayed. This was why it was crucial that Harry's family moved, today, quickly and quietly. But Harry knew what he had to do, and he knew he would be endangering his families' lives by doing so.

"Severus…" he whispered again, before falling back to sleep.

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The next thing Harry knew, he was being woken rather rudely by someone shaking him.

"For God sake Har, get up," his 10-year-old sister Molly was shouting at him. As he woke and lay there looking at her, Molly sighed, shook her head and moved to sit in the seat under the window. Har was her nickname for him. Harry didn't mind being called that, and he loved his sister. When she was born, he had had the task of naming her. At eight years old he had held this task with utmost importance, and decided he liked the name Molly. He had had a dream-most of his thoughts, worries and hopes were conveyed through dreams- about what seemed like another life. It was similar to his own. There was a woman who he could tell loved him very much in a motherly way in this dream. She was called Molly. So his sister got that name. He thought it very appropriate.

"Oh shit," Harry then thought, as he realised what day it was. There he was, lying in bed thinking about his sisters' name, when it was moving day.

"Shit, shit, shit…"

"Harry Potter, you watch you're language around your sister!" his mum called from the other room.

"Sorry mum," he called back, "but its not like she hasn't heard worse!"

"That doesn't matter. You're her big brother. She looks up to you…"

"HEY!! I am still in the room you know" Molly protested from behind a book, "try talking about me when I'm not here"

Their mum ignored this but Harry laughed. He rolled out of bed and headed for the bathroom. He messed up his sisters' hair as he went past, to which she protested more.

Entering the bathroom, Harry started to think again. Today was the day. This was it. What the hell was he going to do?!

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit." he mumbled quietly this time, as he got into a shower. He thought and thought, until the water went cold, and he had a plan. It wasn't much of a plan, but it would work. At least it better.

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"Dear Mum, Dad and Molly," he whispered, reading over what he had written.

"I'm sorry to have to do this but I must. You have to leave without me, this is your only chance for survival, but I have to stay. I can't tell you why. Don't worry about me. I'm special remember! I can do anything and still be fine. You said it yourself. So please trust in my judgement and go. I will catch you up, one day. I love you all deeply. Bye.

Harry "

Harry realised he had started crying. Damn this, why does this have to happen? Why cant life just be normal for once? Mentally he shouted at himself. You have to get going, you don't have much time. His parents and sister were out getting last minute supplies. Buying in bulk would be too suspicious, so they had to do it bit at a time. They would be back any minute. Harry had worked his way out of it by getting ready slowly, and by saying he still had stuff to do. In a way he did. Quickly he gathered any last minute things, which he shrunk and put in his pocket, placed the note on the table and went outside. He nearly fell into his dad as he ran.

"Hey!" his dad yelped in surprise at his sons' quick exit. "Where you off to?"

Shit. "I…was going to go for a quick walk. Clear my head" Harry heard himself say.

"Ok. Well be quick then. The girls will be back soon."

On a sudden impulse, Harry threw himself at his dad in a big bear hug.

"Dad, I love you."

"I love you too son," said his again surprised father.

"Bye…" Harry broke away from the hug, and as he did, a chain appeared from under his layers of clothes, unnoticed by him. The chain that he'd hidden for so long. And as he turned to leave, his father was in too much shock to say anything but "Bye". He stood there in shock for about 10 minutes, before he pulled out his own chain, similar in a way to Harry's. It was a chain of ownership, loyalty and love. His wife had the exact copy. It was very much like what muggles called "wedding bands". And Harry had one of his own.

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End Of Chapter One

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HeHe!! Oh I enjoyed that. Well, the first chapter…what do ya think? Eh? If anyone can guess what I'm trying to get at at the end here, then I'll do the next chapter. Believe me, this is gona be one hell of a strange ride if you're willing!!! And I'm sure you are…