I think I skipped Sunday. Oh Well!!! We don't need Sunday in this story.

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"I'm sorry Professor, maybe I should-"

"Sit down, Potter." Harry relaxed a tiny bit, but was still on edge. Snape regained some of his composure, but not all of it.

Harry looked at Severus nervously, hoping he didn't have to ask again.

"He didn't-" Snape started, Harry looked visibly relieved right then, but Snape continued. "He would have, had Lupin not stopped him. Lupin tried, actually, but James wouldn't listen. So Lupin had to disarm him," Harry's eyes widened. Snape still continued. "Your father was livid, he and Remus got into a fight. Not physical or Magical or anything, verbal. I, not wanting to interrupt your darling father's weak insults, left."

There was a long silence. Snape broke it. "Explain Saturday to me, Potter," he said, in a calm voice.

Harry looked at him for a long moment. "I didn't want Hermione and Ron to get back to the castle before me, so I left early, I had to bring Neville with me. That's when I saw Hermione and Ron ahead of us, holding hands. I told Neville not to tell them I was at Hogsmeade, then ran to Honeydukes. That's where the passage I came out of leads to."

Snape simply raised his eyebrows. "And why-" Snape said, clipping his words off "-Did you tell Weasley and Granger that you would be at the school?"

Harry looked up at him, scowling, "How did you know about that? ...sir." He said 'Sir' in a particularly rude tone.

"You will speak to me with respect, Potter. Answer me."

Harry scowled more. "I wanted them to have fun, not feel bad for leaving me behind. I made the mistake of-" Harry took in a deep breath "-calling myself the third wheel."

Snape didn't say anything more about it, just nodded. "All right, Potter. Ready? Stand up and ready your wand."

Harry stood, forcing his mind clear, trying not to wonder why Snape's attitude changed toward him, and when this change took place. It just seemed to natural-His thoughts were cut off by Snape's "Legilimens!"

"Yeah, okay." Harry heard his voice echoing in his mind, but he could also see the class room coming into focus, "I just never thought I'd feel bad for Snape" The voice echoed. Harry shouted. "PROTEGO!"

"Hello, Snivellus." A cruel voice echoed, Harry recognized it immediately. It was young Sirius's. Young Snape was in an empty corridor when the four; James, Remus, Sirius, and Peter advanced on him. This time Sirius was the one doing the teasing. Severus continued walking down the hall, but the three trailed him, closely. "Afraid, Snape?"

Severus stopped and turned to the boys, pulling his wand out.

"All alone now, aren't you, Snivelly?" James taunted.

"No friends to back you up..." Peter said, rather nastily.

Remus spoke quietly, "You guys-" He said, but was ignored. Harry wondered why Snape didn't hex them immediately.

"Look, guys, Snape's lost his nerve." Sirius said, grinning. Snape had turned and was walking off. James pulled out his wand, and-Harry found himself being brought back to reality.

"POTTER!" Snape shouted, his face red, he was obviously very angry. Harry went to step back, but feel into his chair.

"I'm sor-"

"I told you not to use that spell again, Potter." Snape said, in a cruel tone.

Harry couldn't help it, "Why didn't you hex them?" he blurted. Snape raised his eyebrows.

"I didn't care what they did, Potter." Snape said, slowly. He took his seat, eyeing Harry wearily.

Harry looked shocked. "Why not?" He asked, in a weak voice.

"I was wallowing in self-pity, Potter. I had just lost my only friends, and I felt it was my fault. I *wanted* to be hexed, do you understand?" Snape said, his expression and voice UN-interpretable.

Harry started to say something, but was cut off. "And don't you ever-" he said, his eye's flashing at the word 'ever.' Harry thought he was going to tell him not to tell anyone about the memories, but Snape didn't. "-EVER, feel sorry for me, Potter. You hate being pitied just as much as I do, Potter."

Harry stared at his Professor. "May I return to my dorms, please, Professor?" he said, quietly. He had a lot to think about.

Snape surveyed him for a moment.

"You May, Potter. Ill see you tomorrow, same time. Don't forget the Dreamless Sleep Potion. I dare say you'll need it tonight." Snape added. Harry nodded, got a vial of the potion, and left, saying "Goodnight,"

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Once again, Short, but...I dunno, who cares, right? You do, but...Haha oh well. This is like my shortest chapter yet.