Friendship and Beyond 16/?
Rated: R contains mentions of rape and torture, although not actual scenes. Possible HP/SS in later chapters, also HG/RW.
Authors Notes: I do not own Harry Potter or it's characters, that would be JKR. Subject matter not for children, although nothing too graphic, but be careful when reading just to be on the safe side.
I wasn't exactly sure how to write this chapter, and it didn't come out quite how I wanted it to, but never the less… Enjoy.
The Mirror of Recovery
"I… Uh," Harry stuttered, shaking harshly as he tried to push the more vivid memories away so that he could explain what happened to his impatiently waiting professor.
"If you are having this much trouble completing a full sentence, how on earth will you manage to complete your narrative?" Snape asked scathingly, glaring at the boy's lowered head.
He was about to continue to berate the boy when his gaze happened to come upon the mirror on the other side of the wall. Suddenly struck by inspiration, Snape stood up and stalked over to the innocuous object. He quickly returned to his student's side, and with a near silent incantation the mirror turned blue temporarily before becoming clear once again.
Harry watched the Potion Master in silence, although foolishly grateful for the temporary reprieve. Furious with himself, Harry continued to berate his cowardice when acknowledging what Voldemort did to him. It seemed that every moment for the last week Harry had been consciously avoiding thinking about anything of import, for when he did Harry would loose his hard-won composure almost immediately.
"This, as you should well know is a pensieve." Snape explained snidely. "Since you have been so fascinated with other people's private memories and thoughts, I felt it only fair to have someone riffling through your own. And since you have not been able to explain your precense here satisfactorily it will also serve the additional purpose of revealing what has your nerves so shot."
"A pensieve?" Harry asked curiously, looking toward the softly rippling surface of the once solid mirror.
"Correct, Potter. Simply touch the surface and merely think about what you want to be put into the pensieve. After you are done, the memories enclosed in the pensieve will fade a bit in your memory of them. Don't mistake me, they will still be there and still pain you, but the terror they instill will be brought down to a manageable level, hopefully." Snape explained in detail as he watched Harry for any overt reactions. The brat still seemed shaky and twitchy in his own body, but had once again gotten control of his responses. "After this is done, I will view your memories, and then we will discuss them. Is this acceptable?"
Harry had listened intently as Snape explained the procedure, hoping that this would help him somewhat. Even if just so he could tell someone about what he had been going through. Although he wasn't sure that Snape would even care, at this point Harry was willing to try anything, if only for his own peace of mind.
"Very well." Harry agreed subduedly, as he hesitantly reached out to the mirror's surface.
As soon as he touched the liquid surface, it rippled beneath his hand and he was pulled into a bare room, before he was inundated with images throughout his life.
//FLASH// Harry being dropped off on the Dursley's doorstep.
//FLASH// Being yelled at for his 'freakish' behavior on his fifth birthday.
//FLASH// Dudley chasing him through the house and knocking him into the wall.
//FLASH// Vernon throwing him in the cupboard under the stairs at four years old for his abnormality.
//FLASH// His aunt and uncle telling him his parents died in a car accident.
//FLASH// Talking to the snake at the zoo.
//FLASH// Being alone on his birthdays.
//FLASH// Getting his first Hogwarts letter.
//FLASH// Meeting Hagrid.
//FLASH// Meeting Ron and Hermione.
//FLASH// Insulting Malfoy.
//FLASH// Chamber of Secrets.
//FLASH// Sirius and Remus.
//FLASH// The cemetery… Cedric.
//FLASH// Department of Mysteries.
//FLASH// The Veil
//FLASH// Visions of death and torture.
//FLASH// Ron on the quidditch team.
//FLASH// Nott Manor.
//FLASH// Stabbed!
//FLASH// Whipped!
//FLASH// Raped!
//FLASH// Interogated and tortured!
//FLASH// Home… Ron and Hermione
Fear… Anger… Terror… Shame… Sleepless Nights… Nightmares… Flashbacks… Scars… Pain.
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Snape forced himself to slow his nervous pacing as he watched the shell of Harry Potter sit vacantly staring at the mirror. Severus began to worry when the brat hadn't emerged from the pensieve after a half an hour, but more so once the boy had started to silently cry. Snape stopped pacing long enough to check on his students vital signs and make a calming tea for when the boy came out of the pensieve. He did not have to wait too much longer fortunately, because a few minutes later Harry startled awake looking somewhat faint. The normally stern professor had taken a step forward before catching himself and composing his features into polite curiosity. He couldn't do anything about the concern shining through his eyes.
Harry forced himself out from inside the pensieve as the returning emotions became too much for him to handle. He didn't notice the tears that were silently running down his face, nor his professors concerned expression. Harry didn't even realize the extent of memories he placed inside the pensieve, so shocked by their intensity was he. As Harry sat thinking about his memories and sipping the still warm tea, Snape had already entered the pensieve while his student was preoccupied. Once Harry realized what Snape had done he watched the still form of his professor in anxiety, waiting for Snape's reaction to what he saw.
Rated: R contains mentions of rape and torture, although not actual scenes. Possible HP/SS in later chapters, also HG/RW.
Authors Notes: I do not own Harry Potter or it's characters, that would be JKR. Subject matter not for children, although nothing too graphic, but be careful when reading just to be on the safe side.
I wasn't exactly sure how to write this chapter, and it didn't come out quite how I wanted it to, but never the less… Enjoy.
The Mirror of Recovery
"I… Uh," Harry stuttered, shaking harshly as he tried to push the more vivid memories away so that he could explain what happened to his impatiently waiting professor.
"If you are having this much trouble completing a full sentence, how on earth will you manage to complete your narrative?" Snape asked scathingly, glaring at the boy's lowered head.
He was about to continue to berate the boy when his gaze happened to come upon the mirror on the other side of the wall. Suddenly struck by inspiration, Snape stood up and stalked over to the innocuous object. He quickly returned to his student's side, and with a near silent incantation the mirror turned blue temporarily before becoming clear once again.
Harry watched the Potion Master in silence, although foolishly grateful for the temporary reprieve. Furious with himself, Harry continued to berate his cowardice when acknowledging what Voldemort did to him. It seemed that every moment for the last week Harry had been consciously avoiding thinking about anything of import, for when he did Harry would loose his hard-won composure almost immediately.
"This, as you should well know is a pensieve." Snape explained snidely. "Since you have been so fascinated with other people's private memories and thoughts, I felt it only fair to have someone riffling through your own. And since you have not been able to explain your precense here satisfactorily it will also serve the additional purpose of revealing what has your nerves so shot."
"A pensieve?" Harry asked curiously, looking toward the softly rippling surface of the once solid mirror.
"Correct, Potter. Simply touch the surface and merely think about what you want to be put into the pensieve. After you are done, the memories enclosed in the pensieve will fade a bit in your memory of them. Don't mistake me, they will still be there and still pain you, but the terror they instill will be brought down to a manageable level, hopefully." Snape explained in detail as he watched Harry for any overt reactions. The brat still seemed shaky and twitchy in his own body, but had once again gotten control of his responses. "After this is done, I will view your memories, and then we will discuss them. Is this acceptable?"
Harry had listened intently as Snape explained the procedure, hoping that this would help him somewhat. Even if just so he could tell someone about what he had been going through. Although he wasn't sure that Snape would even care, at this point Harry was willing to try anything, if only for his own peace of mind.
"Very well." Harry agreed subduedly, as he hesitantly reached out to the mirror's surface.
As soon as he touched the liquid surface, it rippled beneath his hand and he was pulled into a bare room, before he was inundated with images throughout his life.
//FLASH// Harry being dropped off on the Dursley's doorstep.
//FLASH// Being yelled at for his 'freakish' behavior on his fifth birthday.
//FLASH// Dudley chasing him through the house and knocking him into the wall.
//FLASH// Vernon throwing him in the cupboard under the stairs at four years old for his abnormality.
//FLASH// His aunt and uncle telling him his parents died in a car accident.
//FLASH// Talking to the snake at the zoo.
//FLASH// Being alone on his birthdays.
//FLASH// Getting his first Hogwarts letter.
//FLASH// Meeting Hagrid.
//FLASH// Meeting Ron and Hermione.
//FLASH// Insulting Malfoy.
//FLASH// Chamber of Secrets.
//FLASH// Sirius and Remus.
//FLASH// The cemetery… Cedric.
//FLASH// Department of Mysteries.
//FLASH// The Veil
//FLASH// Visions of death and torture.
//FLASH// Ron on the quidditch team.
//FLASH// Nott Manor.
//FLASH// Stabbed!
//FLASH// Whipped!
//FLASH// Raped!
//FLASH// Interogated and tortured!
//FLASH// Home… Ron and Hermione
Fear… Anger… Terror… Shame… Sleepless Nights… Nightmares… Flashbacks… Scars… Pain.
*************************************************************************************
Snape forced himself to slow his nervous pacing as he watched the shell of Harry Potter sit vacantly staring at the mirror. Severus began to worry when the brat hadn't emerged from the pensieve after a half an hour, but more so once the boy had started to silently cry. Snape stopped pacing long enough to check on his students vital signs and make a calming tea for when the boy came out of the pensieve. He did not have to wait too much longer fortunately, because a few minutes later Harry startled awake looking somewhat faint. The normally stern professor had taken a step forward before catching himself and composing his features into polite curiosity. He couldn't do anything about the concern shining through his eyes.
Harry forced himself out from inside the pensieve as the returning emotions became too much for him to handle. He didn't notice the tears that were silently running down his face, nor his professors concerned expression. Harry didn't even realize the extent of memories he placed inside the pensieve, so shocked by their intensity was he. As Harry sat thinking about his memories and sipping the still warm tea, Snape had already entered the pensieve while his student was preoccupied. Once Harry realized what Snape had done he watched the still form of his professor in anxiety, waiting for Snape's reaction to what he saw.
