A/N: Did I take long enough?! Well, I'm glad I did! Thanks to all of my reviewers!!! Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans to all of you!!! I'm not picking favorites, but I have to respond to one reviewer seperately!
Hug-A-Tree ~ Wasn't Rascal Flatts AWESOME!!!!! (did I take long enough to upload?! Well now, I'm sorry if I did!) ....i'll attempt to hurry on the next chapter ok?! anywayz...hows life? good i hope! You're brothers annoying? Figured as much! He He He! Jax Is Gettin Married! Talk Randy into letting you go to CO for the wedding! I'll see if we can give you a ride! ha ha ha! anywayz, 86 days til poa (on 3-10-04) he he he! HOW EXCITING! Hmmm, i prolly coulda written all of this in an e-mail, huh? oh well!
oh yes, one other...
ecco~ I know that...and I didn't do my research before writing that part...but I wrote it and posted it...adn at the moment, I really really really don't feel like changing it. Thanks for pointing it out, and I know that a lot of the things I write are rather uh...not correct. but I don't think a lot before I write. Sorry if that annoyed you.
everyone else...my uploads, for a while at least, will be coming like once a month. I appologize for that (i think I spelt it wrong...again...)...I'm trying, I really am, but all diff classes is really putting a strain on my HP life *sigh* so I'm trying, really! I am!
special thanks to Playmer, my beta! The little blurb about the picture books towards the end was b/c playmer asked...so I felt the need to verify! Thanks A Bunch!
Heres More!
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Chapter Six: Punishment...
Harry curled up in a ball quickly, Sevrus was mad, real mad, and Harry didn't want to get hurt.
"POTTER! I ask again! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!"
Harry started crying, "I'm, I'm sorry, Sir. I...I was exploring Hoggerts, and I, uhm, I'm Sorry! The door was open, and, I...I thought I could come in," He was talking hurriedly between sobs.
"Spit it out boy," Snape shouted, anger mounting in his voice.
"I was curious...I..."
Snape pulled the boy out of his protective ball and held him up by his robes, "You don't understand. You are no better than your good for nothing bastard for a father."
Harry didn't understand the language, but he knew the man was mad at his father, his dead father, and Harry felt that Snape didn't have the right to say bad things about his dad, "I want to go back to Aunt Minnie's and tell her what you said about my daddy."
Snape laughed cruely, "You are staying here, and I will punish you however I feel fit." He paused, "And Aunt Minnie," He mimicked the child's voice when saying her name, "Can't do one bloody thing about it."
Harry began crying again, "I'm sorry, Sir, I'm sorry!"
Snape didn't care and dropped the boy on the ground, taking his own wand out from his sleeve where he would keep it if necessary, "Well, Potter, since you saw what happened to me and I'm certain you know how much it hurt from the screams, maybe we should try something and see if you could handle the pain."
Harry quickly backed up into a wall, "No...not...not a stick, please, anything but that, please, please..." He whispered to himself, knowing Sevrus could really care less.
"Scared boy?" The voice was vicious and soaked with anger. Harry nodded, "Well, you should be."
Harry screamed, he knew something bad was coming, and if he screamed, maybe someone, anyone, would be able to hear, and save, him. Snape lowered the wand, knowing something was wrong. He'd never heard a child scream like that, with so much fear in their voice.
Harry never saw him lower the wand, he was expecting the pain at any minute. Snape didn't know what to do, he could get the boy easily, with no one ever knowing until after and Snape could just say he found him, dead. But how wrong would that be? It's Lily's son for heaven sake. He couldn't harm a hair on Lily's head, what would happen to him if he harmed her son.
Snape moved slowly over to Harry, "Stop you're screaming child. I'm not going to hurt you."
At that moment, Minerva McGonagall entered the small room, followed by Albus Dumbledore. Minerva dashed to Harry's side, scooping him into her arms, "Calm down, Child." She held him tightly, lifting him as she turned to face Severus, "What the hell did you do the boy?!"
"He entered my Pensieve. I won't allow that."
Minerva looked at Harry who was attatching himself to her clothing, "I shall deal with him myself. I appologize for any harm he may have done, but that's no reason to scare the child so much that he screams bloody murder."
Snape looked disgusted, "It wasn't me! It was the memory he saw! That much I can guarantee."
Dumbledore sighed, "Minerva, take Harry to your rooms. I need to speak with Severus."
Minerva walked off, Harry was whimpering, and telling her everything he saw. Dumbledore looked at Snape, "What memory did the boy see that made you so mad? Surely it wasn't..."
"It was. He saw me, as a Death Eater, a young one at that. I had made a new potion, it's effects worked perfectly on me...but when we tried it on someone else, well, it wasn't as perfect. I was tortured, it was not a fun session. I never want that child near me or my rooms again. Never."
"Now Severus," Dumbledore stated, leading the man to a green couch, "You just need to calm down. Harry wanted to explore, and this was where he ended up. This is a three year old child, you can't go threatening him."
Severus pulled away from the headmaster, "I can do whatever I bloody feel like doing."
With that, Severus walked into his room, fully intending on going back to sleep and Dumbledore left Snape's private quarters so he could see what Minerva was doing to take care of Harry.
In Harry's room, he was sitting in a chair, crying, as he was finding himself being lectured, "You cannot leave this room without my permission. You do not get to play with your toys, you can look at books, but nothing more. When the school year starts, you will be sitting in a chair in the corner of my classroom, making no noise, and listening to what I say. We will be this way for three weeks into the year, understand?"
The only books the boy had were those little, cheesey, picture books that all youngsters own. They were so simple, but Harry couldn't read yet. So he would often just look at the pictures and make up stories to go with them, unless Aunt Minnie would read them to him.
The three year old nodded, wiping a few tears away with his small hands, "I'm sorry, Aunt Minnie." He stated between hiccups.
"I told you we could explore as soon as I had taken a nap. You left without my permission, and heaven only knows what could have happened to you. Then you went into Severus' rooms and invaded his privacy. I know what you saw was scary, but this is exactly why I wanted to go with you."
Harry nodded in understanding, "What made you scream so loud, Harry?" Minerva questioned quietly, "Did Severus hurt you?"
"He...He...pointed his...wooden...thingy at me. It was like the...man's..."
Minerva held the child in her arms, she would stick to her punishment and nothing would change from there, "It's alright, Harry. He won't hurt you. Neither will I."
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Okay. Good? Bad? Please review. I know, this was NOT the best chapter, but I tried! really, I did. I blame my crappy writing on 3 things, the book "in my father's house" and its book report, the book "the dull knifes of pine ridge, a lakota odyssey" and its report (ech!!!!), and the stupid research project for s.s. that is consuming the majority of my free time!
Please review...I'll try to write more within 2 weeks, I make no promises!
Hug-A-Tree ~ Wasn't Rascal Flatts AWESOME!!!!! (did I take long enough to upload?! Well now, I'm sorry if I did!) ....i'll attempt to hurry on the next chapter ok?! anywayz...hows life? good i hope! You're brothers annoying? Figured as much! He He He! Jax Is Gettin Married! Talk Randy into letting you go to CO for the wedding! I'll see if we can give you a ride! ha ha ha! anywayz, 86 days til poa (on 3-10-04) he he he! HOW EXCITING! Hmmm, i prolly coulda written all of this in an e-mail, huh? oh well!
oh yes, one other...
ecco~ I know that...and I didn't do my research before writing that part...but I wrote it and posted it...adn at the moment, I really really really don't feel like changing it. Thanks for pointing it out, and I know that a lot of the things I write are rather uh...not correct. but I don't think a lot before I write. Sorry if that annoyed you.
everyone else...my uploads, for a while at least, will be coming like once a month. I appologize for that (i think I spelt it wrong...again...)...I'm trying, I really am, but all diff classes is really putting a strain on my HP life *sigh* so I'm trying, really! I am!
special thanks to Playmer, my beta! The little blurb about the picture books towards the end was b/c playmer asked...so I felt the need to verify! Thanks A Bunch!
Heres More!
~~~~~~~
Chapter Six: Punishment...
Harry curled up in a ball quickly, Sevrus was mad, real mad, and Harry didn't want to get hurt.
"POTTER! I ask again! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!"
Harry started crying, "I'm, I'm sorry, Sir. I...I was exploring Hoggerts, and I, uhm, I'm Sorry! The door was open, and, I...I thought I could come in," He was talking hurriedly between sobs.
"Spit it out boy," Snape shouted, anger mounting in his voice.
"I was curious...I..."
Snape pulled the boy out of his protective ball and held him up by his robes, "You don't understand. You are no better than your good for nothing bastard for a father."
Harry didn't understand the language, but he knew the man was mad at his father, his dead father, and Harry felt that Snape didn't have the right to say bad things about his dad, "I want to go back to Aunt Minnie's and tell her what you said about my daddy."
Snape laughed cruely, "You are staying here, and I will punish you however I feel fit." He paused, "And Aunt Minnie," He mimicked the child's voice when saying her name, "Can't do one bloody thing about it."
Harry began crying again, "I'm sorry, Sir, I'm sorry!"
Snape didn't care and dropped the boy on the ground, taking his own wand out from his sleeve where he would keep it if necessary, "Well, Potter, since you saw what happened to me and I'm certain you know how much it hurt from the screams, maybe we should try something and see if you could handle the pain."
Harry quickly backed up into a wall, "No...not...not a stick, please, anything but that, please, please..." He whispered to himself, knowing Sevrus could really care less.
"Scared boy?" The voice was vicious and soaked with anger. Harry nodded, "Well, you should be."
Harry screamed, he knew something bad was coming, and if he screamed, maybe someone, anyone, would be able to hear, and save, him. Snape lowered the wand, knowing something was wrong. He'd never heard a child scream like that, with so much fear in their voice.
Harry never saw him lower the wand, he was expecting the pain at any minute. Snape didn't know what to do, he could get the boy easily, with no one ever knowing until after and Snape could just say he found him, dead. But how wrong would that be? It's Lily's son for heaven sake. He couldn't harm a hair on Lily's head, what would happen to him if he harmed her son.
Snape moved slowly over to Harry, "Stop you're screaming child. I'm not going to hurt you."
At that moment, Minerva McGonagall entered the small room, followed by Albus Dumbledore. Minerva dashed to Harry's side, scooping him into her arms, "Calm down, Child." She held him tightly, lifting him as she turned to face Severus, "What the hell did you do the boy?!"
"He entered my Pensieve. I won't allow that."
Minerva looked at Harry who was attatching himself to her clothing, "I shall deal with him myself. I appologize for any harm he may have done, but that's no reason to scare the child so much that he screams bloody murder."
Snape looked disgusted, "It wasn't me! It was the memory he saw! That much I can guarantee."
Dumbledore sighed, "Minerva, take Harry to your rooms. I need to speak with Severus."
Minerva walked off, Harry was whimpering, and telling her everything he saw. Dumbledore looked at Snape, "What memory did the boy see that made you so mad? Surely it wasn't..."
"It was. He saw me, as a Death Eater, a young one at that. I had made a new potion, it's effects worked perfectly on me...but when we tried it on someone else, well, it wasn't as perfect. I was tortured, it was not a fun session. I never want that child near me or my rooms again. Never."
"Now Severus," Dumbledore stated, leading the man to a green couch, "You just need to calm down. Harry wanted to explore, and this was where he ended up. This is a three year old child, you can't go threatening him."
Severus pulled away from the headmaster, "I can do whatever I bloody feel like doing."
With that, Severus walked into his room, fully intending on going back to sleep and Dumbledore left Snape's private quarters so he could see what Minerva was doing to take care of Harry.
In Harry's room, he was sitting in a chair, crying, as he was finding himself being lectured, "You cannot leave this room without my permission. You do not get to play with your toys, you can look at books, but nothing more. When the school year starts, you will be sitting in a chair in the corner of my classroom, making no noise, and listening to what I say. We will be this way for three weeks into the year, understand?"
The only books the boy had were those little, cheesey, picture books that all youngsters own. They were so simple, but Harry couldn't read yet. So he would often just look at the pictures and make up stories to go with them, unless Aunt Minnie would read them to him.
The three year old nodded, wiping a few tears away with his small hands, "I'm sorry, Aunt Minnie." He stated between hiccups.
"I told you we could explore as soon as I had taken a nap. You left without my permission, and heaven only knows what could have happened to you. Then you went into Severus' rooms and invaded his privacy. I know what you saw was scary, but this is exactly why I wanted to go with you."
Harry nodded in understanding, "What made you scream so loud, Harry?" Minerva questioned quietly, "Did Severus hurt you?"
"He...He...pointed his...wooden...thingy at me. It was like the...man's..."
Minerva held the child in her arms, she would stick to her punishment and nothing would change from there, "It's alright, Harry. He won't hurt you. Neither will I."
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Okay. Good? Bad? Please review. I know, this was NOT the best chapter, but I tried! really, I did. I blame my crappy writing on 3 things, the book "in my father's house" and its book report, the book "the dull knifes of pine ridge, a lakota odyssey" and its report (ech!!!!), and the stupid research project for s.s. that is consuming the majority of my free time!
Please review...I'll try to write more within 2 weeks, I make no promises!