Sorry it took a while to get this out. I have not had time to write lately. Nevertheless, I hope you like. ^_^
Harry Potter and the Pissed Off P.M.
Chapter 7:
When everything goes wrong, in a right way.
"I can not take care of him anymore!" Severus Snape hung his head, setting in his favorite chair in the Headmasters office. "He wants me to hand him over. Me! Hand over little Potter to that madman!" Slumping further in his chair Snape bitterly uttered. "You have to take him away from me, Albus!" Dumbledore knew that some people thought Severus as a cold unfeeling bastard, but they have never seen him like this. The part he keeps away from the public.
"Severus..." The Headmaster stopped his protest as he looked into the eyes of his longtime friend. The lost look to them made his old heart sink. "Severus I will let Sirius know that his Godson will say with him."
Snape let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you."
***
Severus stood at his fireplace watching the mantle blankly as he listened to Black packing Harry's things. He admitted to only himself that he selfishly did not want the boy to leave. He had grown rather attached to the boy, not when he turned into a little baby, no, ever since the little brat started at Hogwarts.
Little Potter watched Snape as his Godfather moved about. Harry knew that Severus wanted him to stay and Harry did not refuse to go because he knew there has to be a greater reason for Severus to give him up.
Sirius nodded to his Godson that it was time to go. He watched as Harry moved from the wall he was leaning on and walked to Snape almost cautiously so. Not bothering to say any words Harry wrapped his arms around Severus's leg, hugging him longingly so.
Severus did not bother to look down at Harry, but he reached out his hand, running his fingers through the mop of dark unruly hair. "Gonna miss yeh." Harry said letting go of Snape's leg, wishing his was tall enough to hug his neck.
The dark potion master stayed quite as Harry and Black left. His arm slowly fell to his side, empty of all emotions, but when he Severus turned around and looked at his couch, a small sad smile grazed his somber face.
Harry left his rag snake Ivan with a note to his Professor.
Don't want you to get lonely.
Harry
***
"The old fool as taken the Potter boy out of my care, Master." Severus bowed low to the marble floor. "He his not as trusting as he used to be."
Sitting on his throne, rubbing his chin, The Dark Lord looked thoughtful. "Thank you Severus. You may go."
Surprised, Severus looked up. "My Lord?"
"Oh very well…" The Dark one raised his wand. "Crucio!"
***
Weakly opening his eyes, Severus saw one of the ugliest things to wake up to. It was so hideous that he woke up immediately, all signs of grogginess left him. "Damn it Black! Must you hover?"
Sirius beamed an unfriendly smile at Snape, but moved away to let Madam Pomfrey do her work. "If you need help twisting his arm or something that is painful, let me know." Black cooed to her.
"Honestly, can't you boys get along?" She whispered bitterly.
"No," They both said in unison.
"Well, Severus you will be happy to know that your tail and cat ears are gone."
"Yay…" He said in a monotone. Looking over at Black, he raised a brow. "Yes?"
"I just thought I'd let you know that Harry was the one that found you." Black crossed his arms, glade for the frightened and worried expression cross Snapes face. "He woke up screaming. Told me that you were in the forest hurt." Both of the boys missed Poppy walked silently out. "You've been out for a week. Harry and your brother have been down here to check on you every day." Snickering he added. "If I let Harry have his way he would stall all day and night down here."
"Why are you telling me this?" Snape starred unbelieving at Sirius.
Walking dangerously close, Black whispered in Snapes ear. "I want you to know before you do anything stupid that you have people that care for you. My Godson is one of them and if you get yourself killed, you will break his heart. I'm telling you this so you will think before you go to the pig of a master of yours again." With out another word, Black left the wing leaving a stunned Severus behind.
***
Harry Potter the boy who lived to be three again!
Inside scoop by Rita Skeeter
Poppy yelled as Severus spit out his coffee all over her wing and he read on…
Inside sources tell me that The-Boy-Who-Lived is walking around Hogwarts School as a bubbling three year old…
"I am not 'bubbling' around!" Harry yelled hopping he did not wake up his Godfather. Hearing no other noises, he read on…
One student was kind enough to answer some of my questions. "Thank you for talking with me, Mr. Malfoy."
Winking, the young Master Malfoy, son of Lucius Malfoy, beamed a dazzling smile at me. "Not a problem, anything for my favorite reporter." A slight blush formed on his checks.
"I told her to fuck off!" Draco yelled at his Daily Prophet and watched as Skeeter's headshot just shrug.
"Headmaster, should we fear that Harry is a little child again?" I asked as the Headmaster just chewed on a Limon drop.
"We have everything to fear." He said making swirly patterns in the air with his wand.
The headmaster stopped chewing on his lemon drop. "What have you done this time Rita?"
***
In a forgotten mansion, a Dark Lord laughed. Those around him shivered. "That woman always seems to make me laugh. To think that people even believe her." Throwing down his Daily Prophet Voldemort turned to is Death Eaters. "It is time. With that little article, wizards and witches alike will tremble in fear at the thought of their precious savior a little child again. Won't they be surprised when they find his carcass?" Pointing to three of his followers, he hissed. "Bring the Potter brat to me."