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Tangled Relations
Chapter 4 - The Diary
Harry picked up all of his bags and carried them to his room. ~Welcome back master, did you have a nice trip?~ ~yes, I did thank you. slithering snakes~ He carefully put away all of his purchases and put on one of his new everyday robes he had bought. The headmaster had said that he didn't have to wear school robes all the time during the summer, but that was the only wizard clothing he had besides his dress robes. The robes he put on were black like his school robes, but they were cut different and a bit cooler in appearance and temperature.
Since there was still an hour till dinner, Harry picked through the diaries and found one that said "1976" on the inside. That would be his mom's sixth year. He was hoping to learn more about his parents and Sirius, how much fun they had in their short lives. Harry started to read some of the entries. He knew that these were his mother's private thoughts, but since nobody else would tell him about his parents he might as well read these. It's not like she would be talking about him.
September 5, 1976
Well, today wasn't very exciting. James and Sirius
got caught trying to prank the new DADA professor
and lost us 4o house points. The only other thing
that happened was that Professor Flitwick approached
me about tutoring in charms. I agreed so tomorrow I
will begin tutoring a sixth year slytherin named
Severus Snape. I'm a little nervous about it. I
know he isn't that bad of a person so I will at least
try to help him. I know he isn't fond of muggle-borns,
but I also know he needs help with charms and I'm the
best person to help him. He hasn't called me a
mudblood since last year and he was really upset at
the time. I was so mad at James and Sirius. They
were very cruel to Snape, I don't blame him at all.
Well that's enough for today.
L.E.
To say Harry was shocked would be an understatement. 'His mom tutored Snape!! No wonder he doesn't like talking about her he's probably embarrassed about it.' Harry skipped ahead a few pages.
October 17, 1976
I'm glad that I charmed this book so that only certain
people could read it. What I'm about to say nobody can
find out about. And when I say nobody, I mean James and
Sirius. I'll probably tell Remus soon anyway. I can't
hide anything from him. I was tutoring Snape again in
charms and we had been working really hard on a particular
charm. Severus (it seems foolish to call him Snape now)
finally perfected the charm and we hugged each other. I
now this sounds cliched but it was like magic. I felt so
drawn to him. After the hug we kind of stared at each other
then he leaned in and kissed me. I'm not sure exactly how I
feel about him, but I'm pretty it's more than just friends.
L.E.
Harry flipped a few more pages.
October 30, 1976
Severus invited me to Hogsmead this weekend. I suppose it's
officially our first date. I'm not sure what I should wear.
I know I'm being silly, but I don't want to wear just school
robes. It was really sweet when Severus asked me out. I
think he was really nervous. His cheeks got this rosy tinge
to them. At least we decided to stop hiding our relationship.
I'm tired of sneaking around. Sev is worried about his dad
though. It seems his dad is a very old fashioned pure-blood
and wouldn't want his only heir to be with a muggleborn witch.
L.E.
'Wow' That's all Harry could think of. He really didn't want to continue reading until after dinner. He didn't know how detailed his mom was going to be, but he new he was going to have a hard time keeping his dinner down with what he had read already.
At the dinner table it was just Harry, Professor Snape, the Headmaster, and Hagrid. The headmaster spoke up first. "Harry, how was your trip to Diagon alley? Find anything interesting?" Harry just about lost what food he was currently chewing, but managed to swallow before replying. "Yes Sir, thank you for saving all of that stuff for me. Your right, the Dursleys never would have let me keep any of it at home." Hagrid's head shot up. " 'ose lousy muggles. Not werth a thin' I don' know why ye' make 'im go back there Albus." Professor Snape didn't know what to say. He knew that Hagrid was fond of muggles like Albus, so why was he talking bad about Potter's relatives in such a bad way. "Hagrid, I thought you like muggles?" He asked.
Hagrid's face went slightly red. "I like most muggles. I thought I liked 'em all till I met Harry's aunt and uncle. Wors' sort o' muggles you'll ever meet. Told 'im Lily and James died in a car crash they did." Snape wasn't sure how to respond. Harry just sat back and tried not to participate in the conversation and tried not to picture Professor Snape's cheeks with a rosy tinge to them. That is, until Snape turned to him. "Potter, you mean you didn't know anything about your parents?" Harry sighed and sat up, he wasn't sure why Snape cared or even if he did. Snape might just be gathering ammunition to hit him with during the school year, but he figured he might as well tell him.
"Hagrid's right Professor. They told me my scar came form the car crash that killed my parents. They never let me so much as mention my parents the whole time I was growing up. The hate anything magical. They wouldn't even give me my school letter. I didn't know that the wizard world existed until Hagrid picked me up from them. That's why I blew up my Aunt Marge three years ago. She was visiting my Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon and started talking about how lousy I am. My aunt and uncle tell everyone that I go to a school for the criminally insane. They'd rather have a lunatic than a wizard in the house. Well anyway, Aunt Marge was talking about how awful my parents must have been, said it was in the genes, and I just got so angry. I couldn't help it."
Well, that floored the potions master. 'A car crash? Stupid muggles' he mused. Hagrid piped up again, "Severus, they kept 'im in a cupboard for ten years. They treated 'im worse 'en a house elf." The potions master didn't know what to say to that, so he kept silent. So did everyone else. Harry just pushed his food around, sitting there red-faced. He didn't really want people knowing about the cupboard.
After dinner Harry grabbed his broom and went out flying. He let himself forget all about the diary as he fought to see how fast he could make his firebolt go. He didn't look at the diary again for the next couple of weeks. It wasn't until he was packing back up so that the house elves could move his things to Gryffindor tower that he decided he would have to read some more of his mother's entries. After he finished packing he went to out by the lake so he would see the Hogwarts Express when it arrived with his friends.
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