Where Do We Go From Here
Ch 4
Disclaimer: I wasn't smart enough to invent all these wonderful characters. Therefore, I don't own them. Please don't sue.
Author's Notes: Wow! So many reviews. I'm in shock! Chocolate frogs to everyone who guessed that the title came from the song featured in the Buffy musical episode entitled 'Once Again with Feeling.' That one belongs to Josh Weadon, by the way. Not me. Again, don't sue.
Severus fought to ground himself as he felt the torment swirling around in Harry's mind. Some of it was physical pain. That was beginning to dull as the pain potion took affect. Most of it was emotional. He tried to catch the thoughts in Harry's mind. He felt Albus' hands on his shoulder. Then, before he could stop them, he felt the Headmaster follow the link between the two of them into Severus' mind, so that he could see what was going on in Harry's mind.
This action in itself caused Severus Snape some pain. The link between himself and the Headmaster existed to allow him to send messages about Voldemort's plans, if Severus was unable to warn the Order in time. It was not the sort that generally allowed one to enter another's mind. Pushing aside the pain, he tried to follow the thoughts Harry was thinking.
'Now, I really am a freak. No eyes. Can't see to do magic. Can't do magic. Could hurt someone. Can't even take care of myself. Can't kill Voldemort. Just a useless freak. I'll have to go home. Uncle Vernon will probably beat me for not being able to do chores. Probably kick me out. No eyes. Just a freak. Have to hide my face, or I'll scare everyone.'
Severus tried to project warmth and comfort at the teen. He pulled all the pain into his mind, and let the youth sink into sleep. Then, he slowly began to build a block between the thoughts and pain and Harry's consciousness. He made it so that Harry could still see and feel them. However, now there was a wall there that made it seem as if it had all happened long ago, and was just memories. The pain was there, but it had the dullness of age now, instead of the sharpness of being new.
He felt Albus slip out of his mind, although he didn't close the link. The Headmaster carefully monitor what Severus was doing. It could be tricky. Harry's pain could swallow Severus, causing him to lose himself. Finally he was done.
Severus became aware of two things. He was sitting on the floor, and there were tears drying on his face. Albus stood behind him. He was using Dumbledore as a backrest, and could feel the old hands gently massaging his shoulder muscles. Severus sat for a moment, then stood.
"What are we going to do?" he asked Albus.
"Protect him. Heal him. Save him." Albus whispered. He stood by the head of Harry's bed, gently petting his hair. "What he was thinking of his Uncle, and the Freak bit, that worries me a great deal. It makes me feel something has been going on that we have missed."
They stayed there for a few minutes, before Madame Pompfrey came and sent them away. They headed to the Headmaster's office to deal with Draco Malfoy.
They were surprised to find Draco absent. He had been left in a total body bind, locked in Dumbledore's office. Someone had to have came and let him out.
"Harry." Severus breathed. He turned and pounded back down the stairs to the hospital wing.
Author's Notes: Okay, that was short, even for me. I'm not real sure where this story is going, so if you have any ideas of what you'd like to see, let me know. I do intend to heal Harry, but it won't happen instantly. Somethings take a long time to heal from.
Disclaimer: I wasn't smart enough to invent all these wonderful characters. Therefore, I don't own them. Please don't sue.
Author's Notes: Wow! So many reviews. I'm in shock! Chocolate frogs to everyone who guessed that the title came from the song featured in the Buffy musical episode entitled 'Once Again with Feeling.' That one belongs to Josh Weadon, by the way. Not me. Again, don't sue.
Severus fought to ground himself as he felt the torment swirling around in Harry's mind. Some of it was physical pain. That was beginning to dull as the pain potion took affect. Most of it was emotional. He tried to catch the thoughts in Harry's mind. He felt Albus' hands on his shoulder. Then, before he could stop them, he felt the Headmaster follow the link between the two of them into Severus' mind, so that he could see what was going on in Harry's mind.
This action in itself caused Severus Snape some pain. The link between himself and the Headmaster existed to allow him to send messages about Voldemort's plans, if Severus was unable to warn the Order in time. It was not the sort that generally allowed one to enter another's mind. Pushing aside the pain, he tried to follow the thoughts Harry was thinking.
'Now, I really am a freak. No eyes. Can't see to do magic. Can't do magic. Could hurt someone. Can't even take care of myself. Can't kill Voldemort. Just a useless freak. I'll have to go home. Uncle Vernon will probably beat me for not being able to do chores. Probably kick me out. No eyes. Just a freak. Have to hide my face, or I'll scare everyone.'
Severus tried to project warmth and comfort at the teen. He pulled all the pain into his mind, and let the youth sink into sleep. Then, he slowly began to build a block between the thoughts and pain and Harry's consciousness. He made it so that Harry could still see and feel them. However, now there was a wall there that made it seem as if it had all happened long ago, and was just memories. The pain was there, but it had the dullness of age now, instead of the sharpness of being new.
He felt Albus slip out of his mind, although he didn't close the link. The Headmaster carefully monitor what Severus was doing. It could be tricky. Harry's pain could swallow Severus, causing him to lose himself. Finally he was done.
Severus became aware of two things. He was sitting on the floor, and there were tears drying on his face. Albus stood behind him. He was using Dumbledore as a backrest, and could feel the old hands gently massaging his shoulder muscles. Severus sat for a moment, then stood.
"What are we going to do?" he asked Albus.
"Protect him. Heal him. Save him." Albus whispered. He stood by the head of Harry's bed, gently petting his hair. "What he was thinking of his Uncle, and the Freak bit, that worries me a great deal. It makes me feel something has been going on that we have missed."
They stayed there for a few minutes, before Madame Pompfrey came and sent them away. They headed to the Headmaster's office to deal with Draco Malfoy.
They were surprised to find Draco absent. He had been left in a total body bind, locked in Dumbledore's office. Someone had to have came and let him out.
"Harry." Severus breathed. He turned and pounded back down the stairs to the hospital wing.
Author's Notes: Okay, that was short, even for me. I'm not real sure where this story is going, so if you have any ideas of what you'd like to see, let me know. I do intend to heal Harry, but it won't happen instantly. Somethings take a long time to heal from.