Chapter 13
Severus Remembers
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***SEVERUS P.O.V.*** I open my eyes to see Harry sprawled across the bed. He has managed to wrap himself up in the covers, dragging them off of me. I smile then lay back against the soft pillow. I still can't believe I actually let myself fall for a student, the boy wonder of all people! I sigh to myself, thinking deeply. My thoughts turn to Harry and last night, about his flashbacks. I don't know entirely what he thought or what he saw but...I guess I'm just thankful that he managed to let me hold him, to reassure him. I feel so bad for him...and to know that we're gonna have to put on an act when schools starts...I don't know if I'm up to it. I mean, I am nearly twice his age and he's still technically underage. While he's a student here he's gonna be underage. I cannot let his reputation get ruined by me, I refuse to let it happen. As I lay there, my thoughts turned back to the day Harry arrived here, so hurt and abused.
***FLASHBACK***
I was making a potion when everything was interrupted by a House Elf. "Master Severus, sir? I was sent from Madame Pompfrey for you sir. She says to tell you to bring a pain potion, sir, one that won't affect a sleeping potion." I look at the House Elf and snarl. "Here, take this," I say, holding out a vial of pain potion. "I...sir, I think she wants you there as well..." the house elf says, hesitantly. "Oh very well," I snarl and sweep past the poor frightened elf. I make my way into the Infirmary, the doors banging against the wall as I enter. I went in, snarling, followed by a hunched over, whimpering House Elf. Pompfrey dismissed the Elf and then turned to me. I was horrified by what I saw, the horror reflecting on my face before I turned to her. I put up a perfect snarling mask over my face, to hide what I felt. I knew she'd seen my horror but I still threw up the mask. She sighed and held out her hand for the potion. I handed it to her with a hand that shook ever so slightly. It was damp as she touched me, taking the vial of potion from me before I could drop it and shatter the delicate glass vial on the stone floor. I watched as she poured the potion down Harry's throat and then pour a sleeping potion as well. I watch as he drifts off into a true sleep. I sit down next to Harry, taking a vial out of my pocket. I see Pompfrey looking at me oddly and I say, "Don't worry, Poppy, I'll watch over him. No one will see me either," I said, holding up the vial. "It's an invisibility potion. This way, if he wakes up, someone will be there for him. I'd actually rather not have him know that it was me here....it may frighten him, making his condition worse. He'll just have someone here in case he wakes up. Ok?" She just looks at me and then smiles softly. "Alright, Severus. I'll take you at your word," she says softly, watching as I unstopper the vial of potion and drink it in one gulp. She watchs as I fade out of view. "I trust you, Severus. Watch over him and tell me immediately if anything happens." She nods at me, invisible as I am and walks back to her office. I sit next to him, stroking his hair, staring at him. God he's beautiful. I can't help the faint stirrings of love I feel and they rather alarm me. I....I can't be feeling what I am....can I? I don't know. I feel like....like I want to protect Harry. But....I can't do that. No one can. Not when Voldemort is after him. I can make his life a little easier but that's all I can do. I look over at him again and notice he seems to be coming back to awareness. It's happening a little too quickly so I go get Pompfrey. She bustles over to him and we both see him open his startling green eyes, eyes that show pain and too many other things. Old eyes in a young face, jaded eyes, eyes that have seen that the world wasn't a friendly place. I wanted to take that out of his eyes, let him see that some things were good and nice and all that. I wanted to take away his pain. Pompfrey leans over him, looking down at him.
"Are you alright Harry?" Madame Pompfrey asks him, worry lines marking her face. "I....I'm ok. Why am I here?" he asks, rather hesitantly. Madam Pompfrey looks away and then looks back at me. "You don't remember?" she asked hesitantly. He shakes his head. "You were hurt. You took the Knight Bus here. I don't know why you were brought here, but you were unconscious when you were dropped off. So I took care of you. You've been here for nearly a week. Classes are about to start." Madame Pompfrey states. He struggles to sit up but Madam Pompfrey holds him down. "Your supplies have been purchased for you. Professor Dumbledore has already aquired everything you'll need this year." At that he relaxes and drifts back to sleep.
"How is he?" I ask, quietly, not wanting to wake the poor injured boy. "He's been better, Professor," Pompfrey answers, just as quietly. "What happened to him?" I ask, hesitantly, not sure I want to know the answer. "He....Professor he was.....raped." I pale at the answer. It's as I thought, but hoped against. Oh, the poor poor child. He'd been tortured, molested and there was nothing I could do about it. It made me remember my father, when I was little and had done something to displease him. He'd done the same thing to me and it'd taken years till I was well enough to ever seek out a relationship. I hoped Harry wouldn't have as long of a time to wait till he was healthy again.
***Current*** I look over at the young boy next to me and smile again. I will help him through this. However I can. I just...I don't want the school term to start up again so quickly. I want time with Harry, time we don't have to hide. I want to just be able to hold him, to kiss him....I want to be with him without worrying about what people would say. I want to be able to love him in the open not in secret, in hiding. I want to be with him. Forever.
**** Hope you all liked that! More flashbacks! More Severus! YAY!!! There will be slash in the upcoming chappies...but not for maybe two or three more at the LEAST! well review and tell me what you think!
Disclaimer: I don't own them. Don't sue me!
***SEVERUS P.O.V.*** I open my eyes to see Harry sprawled across the bed. He has managed to wrap himself up in the covers, dragging them off of me. I smile then lay back against the soft pillow. I still can't believe I actually let myself fall for a student, the boy wonder of all people! I sigh to myself, thinking deeply. My thoughts turn to Harry and last night, about his flashbacks. I don't know entirely what he thought or what he saw but...I guess I'm just thankful that he managed to let me hold him, to reassure him. I feel so bad for him...and to know that we're gonna have to put on an act when schools starts...I don't know if I'm up to it. I mean, I am nearly twice his age and he's still technically underage. While he's a student here he's gonna be underage. I cannot let his reputation get ruined by me, I refuse to let it happen. As I lay there, my thoughts turned back to the day Harry arrived here, so hurt and abused.
***FLASHBACK***
I was making a potion when everything was interrupted by a House Elf. "Master Severus, sir? I was sent from Madame Pompfrey for you sir. She says to tell you to bring a pain potion, sir, one that won't affect a sleeping potion." I look at the House Elf and snarl. "Here, take this," I say, holding out a vial of pain potion. "I...sir, I think she wants you there as well..." the house elf says, hesitantly. "Oh very well," I snarl and sweep past the poor frightened elf. I make my way into the Infirmary, the doors banging against the wall as I enter. I went in, snarling, followed by a hunched over, whimpering House Elf. Pompfrey dismissed the Elf and then turned to me. I was horrified by what I saw, the horror reflecting on my face before I turned to her. I put up a perfect snarling mask over my face, to hide what I felt. I knew she'd seen my horror but I still threw up the mask. She sighed and held out her hand for the potion. I handed it to her with a hand that shook ever so slightly. It was damp as she touched me, taking the vial of potion from me before I could drop it and shatter the delicate glass vial on the stone floor. I watched as she poured the potion down Harry's throat and then pour a sleeping potion as well. I watch as he drifts off into a true sleep. I sit down next to Harry, taking a vial out of my pocket. I see Pompfrey looking at me oddly and I say, "Don't worry, Poppy, I'll watch over him. No one will see me either," I said, holding up the vial. "It's an invisibility potion. This way, if he wakes up, someone will be there for him. I'd actually rather not have him know that it was me here....it may frighten him, making his condition worse. He'll just have someone here in case he wakes up. Ok?" She just looks at me and then smiles softly. "Alright, Severus. I'll take you at your word," she says softly, watching as I unstopper the vial of potion and drink it in one gulp. She watchs as I fade out of view. "I trust you, Severus. Watch over him and tell me immediately if anything happens." She nods at me, invisible as I am and walks back to her office. I sit next to him, stroking his hair, staring at him. God he's beautiful. I can't help the faint stirrings of love I feel and they rather alarm me. I....I can't be feeling what I am....can I? I don't know. I feel like....like I want to protect Harry. But....I can't do that. No one can. Not when Voldemort is after him. I can make his life a little easier but that's all I can do. I look over at him again and notice he seems to be coming back to awareness. It's happening a little too quickly so I go get Pompfrey. She bustles over to him and we both see him open his startling green eyes, eyes that show pain and too many other things. Old eyes in a young face, jaded eyes, eyes that have seen that the world wasn't a friendly place. I wanted to take that out of his eyes, let him see that some things were good and nice and all that. I wanted to take away his pain. Pompfrey leans over him, looking down at him.
"Are you alright Harry?" Madame Pompfrey asks him, worry lines marking her face. "I....I'm ok. Why am I here?" he asks, rather hesitantly. Madam Pompfrey looks away and then looks back at me. "You don't remember?" she asked hesitantly. He shakes his head. "You were hurt. You took the Knight Bus here. I don't know why you were brought here, but you were unconscious when you were dropped off. So I took care of you. You've been here for nearly a week. Classes are about to start." Madame Pompfrey states. He struggles to sit up but Madam Pompfrey holds him down. "Your supplies have been purchased for you. Professor Dumbledore has already aquired everything you'll need this year." At that he relaxes and drifts back to sleep.
"How is he?" I ask, quietly, not wanting to wake the poor injured boy. "He's been better, Professor," Pompfrey answers, just as quietly. "What happened to him?" I ask, hesitantly, not sure I want to know the answer. "He....Professor he was.....raped." I pale at the answer. It's as I thought, but hoped against. Oh, the poor poor child. He'd been tortured, molested and there was nothing I could do about it. It made me remember my father, when I was little and had done something to displease him. He'd done the same thing to me and it'd taken years till I was well enough to ever seek out a relationship. I hoped Harry wouldn't have as long of a time to wait till he was healthy again.
***Current*** I look over at the young boy next to me and smile again. I will help him through this. However I can. I just...I don't want the school term to start up again so quickly. I want time with Harry, time we don't have to hide. I want to just be able to hold him, to kiss him....I want to be with him without worrying about what people would say. I want to be able to love him in the open not in secret, in hiding. I want to be with him. Forever.
**** Hope you all liked that! More flashbacks! More Severus! YAY!!! There will be slash in the upcoming chappies...but not for maybe two or three more at the LEAST! well review and tell me what you think!