Disclaimer: We do NOT own Harry potter or anything associated with him. Except we may have bought a few books, I don't
mean the COPYRIGHT to them, I just mean the books, Hehe. To read, you know..
Warning: A/U, Possible Slash. You can never tell what direction a story will go in when it's Chronic lit :)
Summary so far: Harry is put in the Slytherin house in his 6th year, to protect the lives of his friends, Ron and Hermione.
Unlikely friendships develop, Harry/Snape pairing.
Authors: SeritaSnape, ThailiaNicolita, Orchid, Ues the Quill for truth only, CosmicAngel, AmethystStar
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Draco jumped. He stepped into the office.
"No Professor" he turned and began walking away.
"A true Slytherin and Malfoy if I ever saw one" Dumbledore said.
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Dumbledore's last words ran through Draco's head. "'A true Slytherin and Malfoy if I ever saw one'" He had said.
What did this mean? Was Dumbledore saying he was like his father?
Draco shook his head. No, he was not like his father. His father was evil and horrible to him, this was not good. Did Dumbledore think that low of him? If he said that he must.
Draco sighed and tried to take control of his thoughts as he met up with Harry.
"So how'd it go?" Harry asked, Draco snapped back to reality.
"Huh?"
"How'd it go" Harry repeated.
Draco looked at the ground as he thought about exactly what had just happened and remembered his real reason for going to see Professor Snape.
"Ok, I got a bit out of him."
Harry was taken aback by this news. "What did he say?"
"He said you saw something about your dad in the pensieve." Then, Draco got an idea, sounding a bit too rushed, "He said he's rather busy and doesn't wish to discuss it at the moment, but its okay for you to tell me."
Harry was seriously taken aback. Had Snape said it was Ok? Should he discuss this with Draco?
"Draco I don't know" Harry said slowly. He didn't really want to discuss about the times when his father had tortured and taunted another human being.
"Come on, Snape said it was Ok" Draco pleaded.
Harry looked away as Draco began making puppy eyes, which was rather disturbing to watch.
"No I think you should discuss it with Snape later."
Draco cursed under his breath. He'd have to keep on working on Harry or he'd never find out.
The two entered into Draco's dorm. Before Harry could go into his own, Draco used his magic to close Harry's door. Harry turned and looked at him.
"Snape said for you to tell me." Draco said, staring at him, "He's really busy, doesn't have the time to tell me."
Harry stared at Draco, thoughts running through his head. Yes, it would be good to get it off his chest, talk to someone about it... but, Snape couldn't seriously want Draco to know about the embarrassment he suffered while he was a Hogwarts. An image of a teenage Snape floating upside down, his gray underwear showing for everyone to see-
Harry's thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice. "Mr. Potter." It was Snape. He was in Draco's dorm.
"Professor!" Harry said in shock, he hadn't heard him enter.
Harry heard Draco say a pissed off "damn it."
"Mr. Potter, I'd like a word with you please" he pointed to Harry's room.
Harry nodded and forcefully opened the door, which swung open and almost knocked Draco out.
Snape swung the door closed behind him and up a silencing charm on it. He then ushered Harry up the stairs.
"What was it you wanted to see me about, Professor?" Harry said, watching Snape.
"You haven't said anything to Draco, have you?" Snape hissed.
"No..." Harry began, "But he said you wanted me to. I refused."
"Maybe you're not as dumb as I thought." Snape said coolly looking at him. "If you tell him, I'll kill you. Anyone, Damnit." Snape said. Harry never seen his professor like this. Snape began pacing- "You know one of my secrets. The golden boy. The boy I'm supposed to hate with every ounce of blood I have in me- but how do you hate someone when they know things about you that no one else does? When you know things about them-" Snape stopped and looked Harry in the eye, "That no one else does." Snape, of course, was referring to the treatment that Harry has received from the Dursleys.
"Well professor, we don't need to hate each other" Harry couldn't believe he was saying this.
"Well you really feel that way Potter- hem- I mean Harry?"
Harry couldn't believe what he was doing but it was all true. He nodded.
Snape raised his eyebrows, and before Snape could say another word, Harry spoke up.
"I don't want you liking me out of pity for the way my family is." Harry said, abruptly, "That's why I never told anyone about them. I get enough attention as it is." No- he didn't tell anyone- his friends found out on their own.
Snape nodded. "Well I suppose a truce is at hand," He held out his hand. Harry almost hesitated but took it and shook it. "You know what Harry, you really are nothing like your father."
Harry couldn't tell whether that was a good think or not but decided not to think about it at the moment, the facts of what he had just done were still washing over him slowly.
After he pulled his hand back, he sighed. "Ron's going to hate me even more. He's horribly narrow-minded, but I'm sure Hermione will understand."
"You don't need to tell anyone you've called a truce with me, Harry." Snape said, cold eyes boring into him.
"No, but I'll feel a need to stick up for you when they call you a greasy git and say how horrible you are." Harry said, feeling slightly sick. He wasn't sure why- maybe it was because of the fact they always made fun of Snape.
Snape nodded but Harry wasn't sure he was really taking anything in anymore.
Harry sighed. "Well I think I need a rest, professor."
Snape nodded again and turned to leave.
"See you," Snape said, almost nicely.
"See you," Harry said.
Severus moved out of Harry's room, down the stairs, and closed the door behind him- removing the charms from it. Draco was fake-sleeping in his bed, and Severus rolled his eyes, walking to the door- and exiting from there.
The moment Snape was out of the room Draco jumped to his feet and run up to Harry's room.
He slammed the door and turned to Harry.
"So what was all that about?"
"It was about you being a lying git. Snape never wanted me to tell you" Harry said angrily.
Draco smiled his traditional Malfoy smile.
"Ah so the topic turns back to the pensieve."
"The topic never went off it" Harry said irritated.
"Yes it did," Draco said happily, "I asked you what that was about."
"And Obviously, idiot, it was about the pensieve, therefore, the topic never changed." Harry said, frowning. "Look, I'm tired. Get out of my room."
Draco didn't move. "Please Harry, I have to know."
"You sound like an annoying 12 year old girl, get out" Harry threw a pillow at him.
Draco hung his head and left.
Harry sighed. He was never going to hear the end of this.
He still couldn't figure out why Draco wanted to know so badly. Sighing he closed the door to his bedroom, stripped down to his boxers, and climbed into bed, for a very peaceful night's sleep.
The next day Draco was, amazingly, up first and waiting for Harry when she appeared in his dorm.
Draco looked up from a piece of paper in his hands and sighed.
"What's that?" Harry asked.
"A note," He growled, "From Snape. Telling me that if I so much as mention the pensieve to you again, I'm going to loose 20 points from Slytherin and get a couple of detentions. And right here, at the bottom, it says he WILL find out."
Harry blinked, "Just goes to show you," He said with a smirk, "That Severus really doesn't want you to know."
"Severus?" Draco scoffed, "Since when did you start calling him that?"
"Yes, Harry, do tell." Snape said from the doorway.
Draco narrowed his eyes. "Why do you keep on eaves dropping and coming uninvitedly into my dorm?" he hissed.
"I was just checking up on you," Snape smirked, "Harry, I do not believe I gave you permission to call me anything other than 'Professor Snape,' or 'Sir', or 'Professor,' that means," He said, looking sternly at Draco, "I am not to be called 'Snape'"
"You wouldn't have known, Professor" Draco hissed, "If you wasen't just barging in everywhere."
Snape ignored what Draco had said and turned back to Harry.
"Well, I- um" Harry stuttered.
"Forget it" Snape said turning on his heel, he then departed.
Draco slammed the door and turned to Harry.
"He is really beginning to creep me out" he said.
Harry nodded. "I'm more confused than creaped out."
"How can you not find that creepy at all?" asked Draco, causing Harry to shrug. "What's going on between you two that's so secret, I mean, you called him Severus."
"Noth-" Harry began, but was cut off by Draco who was grinning.
"He's got blackmail on you, doesn't he?!" exclaimed Draco with a laugh.
Harry glared, looking as if he were about to kill the boy in front of him.
"You can't be serious?!" continued Draco. "What could he have on you?"
"Nothing," said Harry shortly. "Why don't you get your nose out of everyone's business before someone sees fit to turn you into a ferret. Not that you didn't make a wonderful ferret..."
Draco suddenly turned slightly pink and dropped the subject.
He and Harry went down to breakfast, not speaking. Actually Draco didn't say anything on the subject all day, which Harry was happy for, But it was weird to see Draco obeying his command.
Later that night, Draco was in the Bathroom when Severus found his way into Harry's dorm. Harry looked up at him from his.. potions homework.
"...Sir." Harry said, calmly, then looked back to his work. He felt Severus lean over him.
"You don't need to be formal." Snape said, looking over his work, "You're wrong, by the way. I suggest you read page 763."
Harry didn't say anything, but he flipped his book to page 763 and started reading. He could feel Snape behind him, but was rather confused and didn't wish to speak with him.
"Harry." Severus said, calmly. "I know your doing your work, which is very good, but we have a few things to discuss."
Harry sighed, and twirled in his chair to face Severus, looking at him curiously. Before Snape could speak, Harry did. "You're an awfully confusing man, change your mind a lot, don't you?"
Severus rolled his eyes, then cast a locking and Silencing spell on Harry's closed dorm door. He looked back at Harry. "No. That's what I wanted to talk to you about. You can't call me 'Severus' to the other students, Harry. I have a reputation to maintain. From now on I'll be just as cruel to you as I am all the other students, and treated no worse, unless we're alone."
Harry stared at him in disbelief.
"And you're to come with me. Hermione and Ron are waiting in the dungeons. Don't look happy, try looking very angry and you might want to mutter things like 'Greasy Git' behind my back as you follow me to the dungeons." Snape said, smirking.
"Um - Ok" Harry said standing.
"Right" Snape said as he unlocked and unsilenced the door.
Harry followed Snape down to the dungeons, muttering greasy git and some names of his own inventions.
He reached the room and followed Snape inside. Snape locked and silenced the door.
Harry looked around and saw Hermione and Ron sitting in two chairs.
Hermione jumped up and ran up to Harry, who wrapped his arms around her tightly as if she would disappear if he let go.
"Harry, I've missed you" she said.
"Same here" Harry and Ron said at the same time.
Hermione and the boys laughed.
"So you all had something to talk to Harry about" Snape cut in.
Hermione nodded and led Harry to a seat. Harry sat.
"So what's up?" Harry asked.
Ron looked over at Snape and glared, who glared five times worse back. He lifted his wand and cast a charm that made it so he couldn't hear the three, then set to work on grading papers.
Ron looked at Hermione, who spoke, "He just cast a charm so he can't hear us. At least he's polite."
Ron rolled his eyes, "He's still a greasy git."
Harry pursed his lips, but didn't comment. He saw Severus look up at him, raised his eyebrows, then look back to the papers. Instead, Harry said, "You had something you wanted to talk to me about?"
"Yes," Hermione said, putting her hands on her hips. "We decided that if being safe means we cant have you as a friend, means you-"
Ron cut in, "Forcing yourself to talk kindly to Malfoy-"
Hermione took the lead back, "Means you having to go with the flow while he insults us, means us acting like enemies... we don't want to be safe."
"Wont work." Harry said calmly. "I refuse to put you two in danger. Nothing you do or say will change my mind. I love both of you, I don't want to loose you because of that."
"But you're loosing us by not being with us." Hermione said slowly.
"But I know you're both safe. I don't care if you both grow to hate me. At least I'll know your safe." Harry said softly. Then, changed the subject, "Aren't we supposed to be looking miserable and cleaning Cauldrons?"
Hermione sighed.
"Harry you don't have a say in this, we don't want to be safe."
Ron nodded in agreement.
"Well hate to tell you guys but I do have a say, as it is me protecting you both, and I want you same. Now lets please talk about something else?" Harry pleaded with them.
Ron looked at the ground in defeat, he knew how stubborn Harry was but he also knew now even more stubborn Hermione was, this spark some hope in his heart. He really wanted his bestfriend back.
Hermione looked straight into Harry's eyes, she was determined to made him change his mind. She needed her best friend back.
Harry turned his head as to avoid Hermione's piercing gaze, he couldn't think why he's two bestfriends wanted themselves dead. He wanted them back, yes, but he wanted them safe even more.
Slowly, Harry moved over to the cauldrons, which happened to be out of the Silencing Sphere Snape put up, and got onto his knees, grabbing a sponge out of the cauldron Snape had put there with a cleaning potion in it. Slowly, he started to scrub a cauldron, Snape's watchful gaze on him, as well as Hermiones piercing one and Ron's hopeful one.
His two friends quietly moved to join him, both Grabbing sponges, and both getting a Cauldron to clean. Snape smirked, and looked back down at the papers he was grading.
"Harry, please, we miss you, we don't-" Hermione started, but Harry stopped her.
"There is nothing you can do or say, Hermione, that can make me change my mind. I'm not putting either of you in danger." Harry said, pausing his cleaning while he spoke, then starting again.
"You know what I think," Ron blurted out, "I think you like hanging around with Malfoy! I think you like insulting us!"
Hermione gasped, and jabbed Ron hard in the ribs as she spoke, "Now you know that's not true, Ron." There was a sharp gasp from Ron, from being jabbed.
Harry stood up. "I don't have to listen to this. Maybe I do like hanging around with Draco," His friend's eyes bulged when he said 'Draco' and not 'Malfoy, "-that doesn't mean I like listening to him say things about you. As a matter of fact, I've managed to get him to tone it down a bit."
Ron seemed ever oblivious to the fact Snape was in the room, "YOUR FRIENDS WITH MALFOY?! You- You- TRAITOR!"
Hermione on the other hand, didn't say anything, she just stared at Harry.
"I'm sorry that I like to have someone to talk to once in awhile. You two have each other, but I'm all alone." Harry said, sarcastically.
Snape had let Harry speak before he, himself, spoke. "Mr. Weasley, I suggest you keep it down when you're around me. Next time you want a meeting so you can yell at you friend, let me know, and I'll arrange some place more soundproof." He hissed.
Ron ignored Snape and stood up.
"I can't believe you'd become friends with that - that - that ferret boy." He walked out of the room.
Snape looked back up and noticed Ron was gone. He looked at Harry and Hermione, then back at his papers.
Hermione too stood up. She embraced Harry in a hug then turned to walk out. She stopped at the door.
"Ron's got a point Harry, I can't believe you'd do it either." She turned back and walked out.
Harry gapped at the door.
'Did that just happen?' Harry thought.
Harry groaning, and sunk to his knees, dropping the sponge. Her put his face into his hands, shaking his head.
'I'm not gonna cry.'
'I'm not gonna cry.'
'Especially with Snape in the same room.'
'Damn the man,' Harry though, feeling hot tears come to his eyes. He suddenly didn't care Snape was there. He just lost his friends, a few tears were rather expected.
Harry felt a pair of unmistakable strong arms engulf him. It was Snape.
Harry willed the tears to go away, and rubbed his palms against his eyes, drying them. He sighed, leaning into Severus slightly. "They're leaving my side because I want to keep them safe." Harry said, finally, "It doesn't make sense."
"They'll come back, Harry. They'll be thankful when it's over with." Snape said, slowly.
"I can't handle this." Harry mumbled.
mean the COPYRIGHT to them, I just mean the books, Hehe. To read, you know..
Warning: A/U, Possible Slash. You can never tell what direction a story will go in when it's Chronic lit :)
Summary so far: Harry is put in the Slytherin house in his 6th year, to protect the lives of his friends, Ron and Hermione.
Unlikely friendships develop, Harry/Snape pairing.
Authors: SeritaSnape, ThailiaNicolita, Orchid, Ues the Quill for truth only, CosmicAngel, AmethystStar
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Draco jumped. He stepped into the office.
"No Professor" he turned and began walking away.
"A true Slytherin and Malfoy if I ever saw one" Dumbledore said.
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Dumbledore's last words ran through Draco's head. "'A true Slytherin and Malfoy if I ever saw one'" He had said.
What did this mean? Was Dumbledore saying he was like his father?
Draco shook his head. No, he was not like his father. His father was evil and horrible to him, this was not good. Did Dumbledore think that low of him? If he said that he must.
Draco sighed and tried to take control of his thoughts as he met up with Harry.
"So how'd it go?" Harry asked, Draco snapped back to reality.
"Huh?"
"How'd it go" Harry repeated.
Draco looked at the ground as he thought about exactly what had just happened and remembered his real reason for going to see Professor Snape.
"Ok, I got a bit out of him."
Harry was taken aback by this news. "What did he say?"
"He said you saw something about your dad in the pensieve." Then, Draco got an idea, sounding a bit too rushed, "He said he's rather busy and doesn't wish to discuss it at the moment, but its okay for you to tell me."
Harry was seriously taken aback. Had Snape said it was Ok? Should he discuss this with Draco?
"Draco I don't know" Harry said slowly. He didn't really want to discuss about the times when his father had tortured and taunted another human being.
"Come on, Snape said it was Ok" Draco pleaded.
Harry looked away as Draco began making puppy eyes, which was rather disturbing to watch.
"No I think you should discuss it with Snape later."
Draco cursed under his breath. He'd have to keep on working on Harry or he'd never find out.
The two entered into Draco's dorm. Before Harry could go into his own, Draco used his magic to close Harry's door. Harry turned and looked at him.
"Snape said for you to tell me." Draco said, staring at him, "He's really busy, doesn't have the time to tell me."
Harry stared at Draco, thoughts running through his head. Yes, it would be good to get it off his chest, talk to someone about it... but, Snape couldn't seriously want Draco to know about the embarrassment he suffered while he was a Hogwarts. An image of a teenage Snape floating upside down, his gray underwear showing for everyone to see-
Harry's thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice. "Mr. Potter." It was Snape. He was in Draco's dorm.
"Professor!" Harry said in shock, he hadn't heard him enter.
Harry heard Draco say a pissed off "damn it."
"Mr. Potter, I'd like a word with you please" he pointed to Harry's room.
Harry nodded and forcefully opened the door, which swung open and almost knocked Draco out.
Snape swung the door closed behind him and up a silencing charm on it. He then ushered Harry up the stairs.
"What was it you wanted to see me about, Professor?" Harry said, watching Snape.
"You haven't said anything to Draco, have you?" Snape hissed.
"No..." Harry began, "But he said you wanted me to. I refused."
"Maybe you're not as dumb as I thought." Snape said coolly looking at him. "If you tell him, I'll kill you. Anyone, Damnit." Snape said. Harry never seen his professor like this. Snape began pacing- "You know one of my secrets. The golden boy. The boy I'm supposed to hate with every ounce of blood I have in me- but how do you hate someone when they know things about you that no one else does? When you know things about them-" Snape stopped and looked Harry in the eye, "That no one else does." Snape, of course, was referring to the treatment that Harry has received from the Dursleys.
"Well professor, we don't need to hate each other" Harry couldn't believe he was saying this.
"Well you really feel that way Potter- hem- I mean Harry?"
Harry couldn't believe what he was doing but it was all true. He nodded.
Snape raised his eyebrows, and before Snape could say another word, Harry spoke up.
"I don't want you liking me out of pity for the way my family is." Harry said, abruptly, "That's why I never told anyone about them. I get enough attention as it is." No- he didn't tell anyone- his friends found out on their own.
Snape nodded. "Well I suppose a truce is at hand," He held out his hand. Harry almost hesitated but took it and shook it. "You know what Harry, you really are nothing like your father."
Harry couldn't tell whether that was a good think or not but decided not to think about it at the moment, the facts of what he had just done were still washing over him slowly.
After he pulled his hand back, he sighed. "Ron's going to hate me even more. He's horribly narrow-minded, but I'm sure Hermione will understand."
"You don't need to tell anyone you've called a truce with me, Harry." Snape said, cold eyes boring into him.
"No, but I'll feel a need to stick up for you when they call you a greasy git and say how horrible you are." Harry said, feeling slightly sick. He wasn't sure why- maybe it was because of the fact they always made fun of Snape.
Snape nodded but Harry wasn't sure he was really taking anything in anymore.
Harry sighed. "Well I think I need a rest, professor."
Snape nodded again and turned to leave.
"See you," Snape said, almost nicely.
"See you," Harry said.
Severus moved out of Harry's room, down the stairs, and closed the door behind him- removing the charms from it. Draco was fake-sleeping in his bed, and Severus rolled his eyes, walking to the door- and exiting from there.
The moment Snape was out of the room Draco jumped to his feet and run up to Harry's room.
He slammed the door and turned to Harry.
"So what was all that about?"
"It was about you being a lying git. Snape never wanted me to tell you" Harry said angrily.
Draco smiled his traditional Malfoy smile.
"Ah so the topic turns back to the pensieve."
"The topic never went off it" Harry said irritated.
"Yes it did," Draco said happily, "I asked you what that was about."
"And Obviously, idiot, it was about the pensieve, therefore, the topic never changed." Harry said, frowning. "Look, I'm tired. Get out of my room."
Draco didn't move. "Please Harry, I have to know."
"You sound like an annoying 12 year old girl, get out" Harry threw a pillow at him.
Draco hung his head and left.
Harry sighed. He was never going to hear the end of this.
He still couldn't figure out why Draco wanted to know so badly. Sighing he closed the door to his bedroom, stripped down to his boxers, and climbed into bed, for a very peaceful night's sleep.
The next day Draco was, amazingly, up first and waiting for Harry when she appeared in his dorm.
Draco looked up from a piece of paper in his hands and sighed.
"What's that?" Harry asked.
"A note," He growled, "From Snape. Telling me that if I so much as mention the pensieve to you again, I'm going to loose 20 points from Slytherin and get a couple of detentions. And right here, at the bottom, it says he WILL find out."
Harry blinked, "Just goes to show you," He said with a smirk, "That Severus really doesn't want you to know."
"Severus?" Draco scoffed, "Since when did you start calling him that?"
"Yes, Harry, do tell." Snape said from the doorway.
Draco narrowed his eyes. "Why do you keep on eaves dropping and coming uninvitedly into my dorm?" he hissed.
"I was just checking up on you," Snape smirked, "Harry, I do not believe I gave you permission to call me anything other than 'Professor Snape,' or 'Sir', or 'Professor,' that means," He said, looking sternly at Draco, "I am not to be called 'Snape'"
"You wouldn't have known, Professor" Draco hissed, "If you wasen't just barging in everywhere."
Snape ignored what Draco had said and turned back to Harry.
"Well, I- um" Harry stuttered.
"Forget it" Snape said turning on his heel, he then departed.
Draco slammed the door and turned to Harry.
"He is really beginning to creep me out" he said.
Harry nodded. "I'm more confused than creaped out."
"How can you not find that creepy at all?" asked Draco, causing Harry to shrug. "What's going on between you two that's so secret, I mean, you called him Severus."
"Noth-" Harry began, but was cut off by Draco who was grinning.
"He's got blackmail on you, doesn't he?!" exclaimed Draco with a laugh.
Harry glared, looking as if he were about to kill the boy in front of him.
"You can't be serious?!" continued Draco. "What could he have on you?"
"Nothing," said Harry shortly. "Why don't you get your nose out of everyone's business before someone sees fit to turn you into a ferret. Not that you didn't make a wonderful ferret..."
Draco suddenly turned slightly pink and dropped the subject.
He and Harry went down to breakfast, not speaking. Actually Draco didn't say anything on the subject all day, which Harry was happy for, But it was weird to see Draco obeying his command.
Later that night, Draco was in the Bathroom when Severus found his way into Harry's dorm. Harry looked up at him from his.. potions homework.
"...Sir." Harry said, calmly, then looked back to his work. He felt Severus lean over him.
"You don't need to be formal." Snape said, looking over his work, "You're wrong, by the way. I suggest you read page 763."
Harry didn't say anything, but he flipped his book to page 763 and started reading. He could feel Snape behind him, but was rather confused and didn't wish to speak with him.
"Harry." Severus said, calmly. "I know your doing your work, which is very good, but we have a few things to discuss."
Harry sighed, and twirled in his chair to face Severus, looking at him curiously. Before Snape could speak, Harry did. "You're an awfully confusing man, change your mind a lot, don't you?"
Severus rolled his eyes, then cast a locking and Silencing spell on Harry's closed dorm door. He looked back at Harry. "No. That's what I wanted to talk to you about. You can't call me 'Severus' to the other students, Harry. I have a reputation to maintain. From now on I'll be just as cruel to you as I am all the other students, and treated no worse, unless we're alone."
Harry stared at him in disbelief.
"And you're to come with me. Hermione and Ron are waiting in the dungeons. Don't look happy, try looking very angry and you might want to mutter things like 'Greasy Git' behind my back as you follow me to the dungeons." Snape said, smirking.
"Um - Ok" Harry said standing.
"Right" Snape said as he unlocked and unsilenced the door.
Harry followed Snape down to the dungeons, muttering greasy git and some names of his own inventions.
He reached the room and followed Snape inside. Snape locked and silenced the door.
Harry looked around and saw Hermione and Ron sitting in two chairs.
Hermione jumped up and ran up to Harry, who wrapped his arms around her tightly as if she would disappear if he let go.
"Harry, I've missed you" she said.
"Same here" Harry and Ron said at the same time.
Hermione and the boys laughed.
"So you all had something to talk to Harry about" Snape cut in.
Hermione nodded and led Harry to a seat. Harry sat.
"So what's up?" Harry asked.
Ron looked over at Snape and glared, who glared five times worse back. He lifted his wand and cast a charm that made it so he couldn't hear the three, then set to work on grading papers.
Ron looked at Hermione, who spoke, "He just cast a charm so he can't hear us. At least he's polite."
Ron rolled his eyes, "He's still a greasy git."
Harry pursed his lips, but didn't comment. He saw Severus look up at him, raised his eyebrows, then look back to the papers. Instead, Harry said, "You had something you wanted to talk to me about?"
"Yes," Hermione said, putting her hands on her hips. "We decided that if being safe means we cant have you as a friend, means you-"
Ron cut in, "Forcing yourself to talk kindly to Malfoy-"
Hermione took the lead back, "Means you having to go with the flow while he insults us, means us acting like enemies... we don't want to be safe."
"Wont work." Harry said calmly. "I refuse to put you two in danger. Nothing you do or say will change my mind. I love both of you, I don't want to loose you because of that."
"But you're loosing us by not being with us." Hermione said slowly.
"But I know you're both safe. I don't care if you both grow to hate me. At least I'll know your safe." Harry said softly. Then, changed the subject, "Aren't we supposed to be looking miserable and cleaning Cauldrons?"
Hermione sighed.
"Harry you don't have a say in this, we don't want to be safe."
Ron nodded in agreement.
"Well hate to tell you guys but I do have a say, as it is me protecting you both, and I want you same. Now lets please talk about something else?" Harry pleaded with them.
Ron looked at the ground in defeat, he knew how stubborn Harry was but he also knew now even more stubborn Hermione was, this spark some hope in his heart. He really wanted his bestfriend back.
Hermione looked straight into Harry's eyes, she was determined to made him change his mind. She needed her best friend back.
Harry turned his head as to avoid Hermione's piercing gaze, he couldn't think why he's two bestfriends wanted themselves dead. He wanted them back, yes, but he wanted them safe even more.
Slowly, Harry moved over to the cauldrons, which happened to be out of the Silencing Sphere Snape put up, and got onto his knees, grabbing a sponge out of the cauldron Snape had put there with a cleaning potion in it. Slowly, he started to scrub a cauldron, Snape's watchful gaze on him, as well as Hermiones piercing one and Ron's hopeful one.
His two friends quietly moved to join him, both Grabbing sponges, and both getting a Cauldron to clean. Snape smirked, and looked back down at the papers he was grading.
"Harry, please, we miss you, we don't-" Hermione started, but Harry stopped her.
"There is nothing you can do or say, Hermione, that can make me change my mind. I'm not putting either of you in danger." Harry said, pausing his cleaning while he spoke, then starting again.
"You know what I think," Ron blurted out, "I think you like hanging around with Malfoy! I think you like insulting us!"
Hermione gasped, and jabbed Ron hard in the ribs as she spoke, "Now you know that's not true, Ron." There was a sharp gasp from Ron, from being jabbed.
Harry stood up. "I don't have to listen to this. Maybe I do like hanging around with Draco," His friend's eyes bulged when he said 'Draco' and not 'Malfoy, "-that doesn't mean I like listening to him say things about you. As a matter of fact, I've managed to get him to tone it down a bit."
Ron seemed ever oblivious to the fact Snape was in the room, "YOUR FRIENDS WITH MALFOY?! You- You- TRAITOR!"
Hermione on the other hand, didn't say anything, she just stared at Harry.
"I'm sorry that I like to have someone to talk to once in awhile. You two have each other, but I'm all alone." Harry said, sarcastically.
Snape had let Harry speak before he, himself, spoke. "Mr. Weasley, I suggest you keep it down when you're around me. Next time you want a meeting so you can yell at you friend, let me know, and I'll arrange some place more soundproof." He hissed.
Ron ignored Snape and stood up.
"I can't believe you'd become friends with that - that - that ferret boy." He walked out of the room.
Snape looked back up and noticed Ron was gone. He looked at Harry and Hermione, then back at his papers.
Hermione too stood up. She embraced Harry in a hug then turned to walk out. She stopped at the door.
"Ron's got a point Harry, I can't believe you'd do it either." She turned back and walked out.
Harry gapped at the door.
'Did that just happen?' Harry thought.
Harry groaning, and sunk to his knees, dropping the sponge. Her put his face into his hands, shaking his head.
'I'm not gonna cry.'
'I'm not gonna cry.'
'Especially with Snape in the same room.'
'Damn the man,' Harry though, feeling hot tears come to his eyes. He suddenly didn't care Snape was there. He just lost his friends, a few tears were rather expected.
Harry felt a pair of unmistakable strong arms engulf him. It was Snape.
Harry willed the tears to go away, and rubbed his palms against his eyes, drying them. He sighed, leaning into Severus slightly. "They're leaving my side because I want to keep them safe." Harry said, finally, "It doesn't make sense."
"They'll come back, Harry. They'll be thankful when it's over with." Snape said, slowly.
"I can't handle this." Harry mumbled.