Disclaimer: Yes, I own all of this because in reality I am in fact JK Rowling. Ok, ok, I'm not JKR, but I certainly wish I was as talented, because she is the one who came up with the world and the characters. I just happen to think up this oh so humble plot!!!

A/N: Sorry, couldn't update last weekend. I had to go to the big game. So sad, Michigan State lost. Actually, I don't care that much, but if you don't act sad people will seriously maul you there!!! Ok, enough of my ramblings, on with the story!

Severus looked down at the trembling child before him. He smirked to himself that the Potter brat was finally properly afraid of him. Good, the boy probably didn't have to worry about anything in his entire life. It was about time someone changed that.

Harry looked around frantically searching for an escape, any escape. He couldn't find one, and he knew from the snickers behind him that Dudley and his gang had seen that he was trapped. Harry opted for Mr. Snape only because he figured there was a smaller chance that he might be physically wounded with the towering man.

Harry was suddenly worried that the man had not said anything to him, yet. He was just standing there glowering at him. This was putting Harry on edge as his Uncle Vernon would have turned purple and be shouting at Harry about how disrespectful he was, especially after he and his Aunt Petunia had taken him in out of the kindness of their hearts. Harry figured maybe he was the one who should make the first move.

"I – I'm sorry, sir. I didn't mean to just barge into your yard like this-" Harry squeaked out, but the man just snorted.

"Oh, so am I to understand, Mr. Potter, that you did not in fact mean to tear through my back yard, in the process breaking my fence and ruining my flower garden? Are you insinuating that this is all just some grand misunderstanding, and that you really meant to do something else?" Mr. Snape silkily replied.

Harry just looked at the dark man in front of him. Besides the fact that Harry didn't understand half the words that he just said, the man somehow managed to bring about a large amount of distress in him, causing Harry to be momentarily unable to produce any coherent speech.

Unfortunately, Mr. Snape seemed to take this as an affirmation that Harry had purposely tried to destroy his yard. He sneered down at Harry and then told him that he would either go to his parents or Harry could fix his fence and garden for him.

Harry did not want to correct the man at this point in time to tell him that he had no parents. Seeing as him not telling Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon at this point in time that he had managed to single handedly destroy half of his backyard did not seem like a pleasant experience to Harry.

So, Harry eagerly nodded his head at Mr. Snape and told him that he would help him, whenever he could. Harry was dismissed from the man's presence, being told to come back that Saturday at one o'clock.

In Harry's excitement of being allowed to leave without the man blowing up at him, Harry tore out of his backyard, completely missing the smirk that Severus allowed himself. This would be much easier than he had originally thought.

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The rest of the week passed by remarkably slowly for Harry. School was not getting any better and nobody was talking to him at all anymore. His only consolation was that he was doing much better than Dudley was. At least at the rate that things were going so far. Harry hadn't seen Dudley actually ever look at a book outside of class, so it was no wonder that Harry's homework always came back with a bright sticker and Dudley's always came back with a whole lot of red marks all over the page.

That Saturday, his aunt got him up at seven in the morning. Harry was pleasantly surprised. His aunt never let him sleep so late. He soon found out that she had merely forgotten about him, but it was nice to pretend for a moment that she was like a normal mother and let her beloved son sleep in on the weekend.

Harry sighed and brought himself back to reality. He knew that it did not do to daydream all day about loving parents. He just didn't have any. No big deal. He supposed that it would have been more of a problem if he had actually remembered his parents, he figured they must have loved him. He had to get to work though.

He "helped" Dudley with his homework (Dudley just happened to be playing on his Nintendo while he did), and he weeded the garden for his aunt, then dusted the house. At twelve forty-five, he told Aunt Petunia that he had to visit one of the neighbors and she grudgingly let him.

Harry walked down to Mr. Snape's neatly kept house and quickly knocked on the front door, as lightly as he could with his knock still being considered a knock. When there was no answer, Harry tried the door again. When there was once again no answer, Harry figured that perhaps Mr. Snape was around back.

Harry traipsed around to the back of the house and looked around the corner. No Mr. Snape. Harry wondered what he should do now. If he just didn't show up Mr. Snape was sure to be furious with him. Although Harry was pretty sure that the man didn't know exactly where he lived, Harry knew that in the small town, it wouldn't be too difficult to find a Harry Potter, especially since they lived on the same street.

Harry found a new determination to get Mr. Snape to answer the door, and he turned himself around, mentally preparing himself to knock on the front door as hard as his scrawny arms could. Harry did not get the chance to do this, however, because as soon as he turned around, he was facing a glowering Mr. Snape.

"So, you did not learn your lesson from your previous episode. You still think that you can just go wherever you want whenever you want. My, my, I was hoping that was just a single occurrence." Snape sneered at the little boy in front of him, ignoring the terrified look on the boys face.

"I'm sorry sir, when you didn't answer the door I thought that perhaps you might be in back." Harry miraculously managed to get out.

"I assure you I know you were at my front door. You knocked enough times to let even the most ignorant know that a rather rambunctious boy was waiting. You just seem unable to wait for longer than thirty seconds for anything." Snape replied to Harry's valid excuse.

Harry just hung his head in defeat. He knew that fighting with this man was going to get him nowhere. Mr. Snape decided that he would let the point go for now, turned Harry around and led him to the back properly. Harry was frankly quite shocked at this, but kept his mouth shut. He didn't was to bring anymore trouble down upon himself than he had to.

Mr. Snape took him to the backyard and Harry looked at the damage he had actually done. It really did look pretty bad. All he had to do to start off, though, was to put all the weeds and destroyed flowers in a giant garbage bag. Harry looked at Mr. Snape skeptically. This was just getting to be too easy. If he had done this at the Dursley's he would have been outside all day until the garden was back to its perfect and pristine self.

Once again, though, Harry did not want to pass up a good thing and set to work. The day was at its peak and it was still hot outside, even though the school year had begun. So, within a half hour Harry had begun to sweat. He shrugged it off, though, and continued working. After he had been working for about an hour, Mr. Snape came outside with a tray.

He beckoned Harry over to a table with a brightly colored umbrella over it. Harry sat at one of the chairs and relished the shade. He looked covetously at one of the glasses of ice water. Mr. Snape saw his look.

"Well, boy, go on, take the glass. Do you think I brought it out here for my health. You need water or you'll pass out in this heat." Mr. Snape barked.

"Sorry, sir, but why are you giving me some water?" Harry questioned.

"I told you, Mr. Potter, you need to drink it to be healthy." Snape replied, now somewhat irritated.

Harry only replied with a soft "Oh." And then he grabbed the glass. He gulped down the water as if afraid that it might disappear on him. No, Harry would never think that. Glasses did NOT just disappear. But big beefy hands grabbed them away. Harry pushed these thoughts away, though, as Mr. Snape obviously had no desire to steal his water. He was looking at Harry with a rather odd look, though.

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To my faithful reviewers:

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Azntgr01- I am assuming that snape is around 25 or 26 in this.

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Ice-Angel – Thanks, I am glad you like Snape's point of view, I do to, I think more people should write more convincingly about him, they either get him too soft or too hard in my opinion. Ok, well, as to the why harry can see the tape thing. Well, has your mom ever put something on top of the refrigerator. My mom does, and I can see that, and I am definitely shorter than that. I hope that that kinda solves it. Alright, I don't really know where I want to stop this. I honestly would be able to make this a really long fic, but I don't know if I will or not yet.

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