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this fic!
And thankyou Mary Sue for pointing that out, I have noticed that I have done that and I try to pick it out before I post but some still seem to get through! Sorry!
And to the person named: hi! I have not read that fic you mentioned, but I love these types of fics so I'll go look for it and give it a read!
And some of you may have noticed that I have posted another story simular to this (Thankyou for those who have already reviewed!) but like I said in that fic, this story is the main one that I am focusing on at the moment and I will more commonly update on this fic!
*Also just so everyone is clear with this, this will not be a slash fic*
A Different Life
Chapter 16 - Missing!
~Dream~
Harry looked around and saw that he was back at the Dursleys. No surprises there. He walked around, trying to find someone so he would be able to work out what age he would be in this dream. He had seen a lot of things that he couldn't remember happening. Abuse when he was a baby.
Something didn't feel right to Harry, something felt... different.
As Harry turned a corner to go into the kitchen he got his answer. He knocked into a wall, but instead of not feeling anything, he felt a pain shoot up his shoulder.
Strange, he never felt anything in his dreams normally.
He was drawn to a shout from behind him. It was his uncle, and he could see his own retreating figure, backing up until he hit the wall.
Harry remembered this beating. It was hard to forget. It was one of the ones that had demanded that he go to hospital, his Aunt still had somewhat of a conscience then.
He waited for the blow and when it came he cried out in shock. Why had he just felt that?
Again his uncle hit him in the stomach and Harry found himself bending over, winded.
What was happening? This never happened in any of his other dreams. Why was he feeling it now?
Harry then began to panic, each blow that Harry saw happening to his younger self seemed to be amplified on him.
He needed to wake up, and soon.
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After what felt like an eternity Harry felt himself waking up, but not because of anything he was doing, but because someone was shaking him.
Harry gasped and bolted upright and saw a dark figure standing over him, their hands on his shoulders, Harry backed up to the other end of his bed immediately, bringing his legs up to his chest, feeling his heart racing a million miles an hour. His breathing coming in short gasps.
He was in so much pain, everything hurt. Tears sprung to his eyes but he didn't let them fall as he stayed dead still watching the dark figure with fear, expecting to feel a blow any second.
It never came. After a few silent moments a whisper could be heard and the lights in the room came on, revealing a terrified Harry and a worried Severus.
"Harry... are you alright? What just happened there?" Severus asked, his eyes were slightly open more then normal. Probably his look of shock since most of the time his face looked like a blank wall.
Harry knew he couldn't keep this a secret anymore, he needed help, and he needed Severus' help. So closing his eyes and taking a deep painful breath, he told Severus what he had been keeping from him since September.
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During that time Severus had sat down, head in his hands and trying to take in what this 8-year-old boy was and has been going through since September and actually keeping it a secret from everyone.
Once Harry finished explaining about his dreams silence drowned the room.
Finally Severus got up from his chair that he was currently sitting it and left the room.
Severus was upset that Harry had to go through so much, he was angry that it was happening to Harry, an 8-year-old boy who was now living every terrible thing that was happened to him over and over again, and he was disappointed that Harry hadn't even told him about it.
When Severus re-entered the room Harry hadn't moved an inch.
Severus sighed quietly and moved over to Harry, sitting next to him on his bed.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Severus tried to sound neutral, but if you listened carefully enough you could also hear a bit of hurt in his voice.
Harry just sniffed, new tears springing to his eyes.
"I didn't want to put you under anymore pressure. I already take up enough of your time." Harry whispered.
"What makes you say that?" Severus asked
Harry not wanting to reveal that he had been eavesdropping on a private conversation just shrugged his shoulders.
Severus sighed, putting his arm around Harry and watched as he leaned into him.
They just sat there in complete silence, Harry slowly calming down.
Once Severus felt that Harry was ready to go back to sleep he reached out and grabbed the potion from beside him.
"Here, this will both help to heal you and give you a dreamless sleep, though you will probably sleep through most of Christmas day." Severus handed the potion to Harry who reluctantly took it. "And I must tell you that you will not be able to stay with Ron next week. You may have another dream and I want to be here if you do. Plus you kept this from me and everyone around you, what would have happened if I hadn't had heard you? Would you have just kept quiet about it and not said a word? I am very disappointed in you Harry." Severus looked at Harry, knowing Harry would be upset that he wouldn't be able to see Ron.
Harry faintly nodded and then took the potion from Severus' hands. Gulping it down and then leaning back on Severus.
Soon he fell asleep, though not Severus, he stayed up the whole night with Harry leaning on him, he sat just watching over Harry, making sure that he didn't in fact have another dream... or should he say nightmare.
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The rest of the holidays and once they were back into school proceeded like that, Harry every night taking a potion to stop any dreams, still not being aloud to see Ron once.
Harry had been spending more time with Severus again since he had found out about the dreams, but Severus didn't mind that much since Harry normally entertained himself, leaving Severus free to grade and sit in silence, something he had been able to do a lot of before Harry had come on the scene.
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One night, a few weeks after the Christmas holidays had finished Harry was in Severus' office.
"Harry, why don't you go get a book to read if you want to stay in here, I'm sure you have one in your room or the library that you could read." Severus said, knowing it was late but also knowing that Harry never seemed to be as fond of sleep as he once was, another thing taken away from him.
Harry nodded and was about to leave when Severus called out to him.
"I want you to come straight back, no dawdling!"
Harry just nodded again and left.
Severus, who still had a strange feeling about Quirrell had been unable to find anything strange about him, which had led Severus to becoming a bit easier on Harry, letting him walk around outside more alone and such.
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Harry was just outside the portrait hole to get into Severus' quarters when he saw a red headed person running for him.
At first he thought it must be Bill or Charlie Weasley, since he knew they had red hair but as the person got closer he realised that it was not Charlie or Bill, but Ron.
"Ron? What are you doing here?" Harry asked, completely ecstatic about his best friend being here.
"I have the coolest thing to show you! Come on, follow me!" and with that said, he ran off in the direction he came from.
Harry hesitated for a minute, before chasing back after Ron, forgetting about what Severus had said.
They were running for a good 20 minutes before Harry had to stop to catch his breath. He was now completely lost, not recognising any of the corridors that Ron had been leading him down.
Harry was bent over, hands on his knees and breathing hard.
He never saw Ron come up behind him, never saw him pull out a wand and stun him.
And thankyou Mary Sue for pointing that out, I have noticed that I have done that and I try to pick it out before I post but some still seem to get through! Sorry!
And to the person named: hi! I have not read that fic you mentioned, but I love these types of fics so I'll go look for it and give it a read!
And some of you may have noticed that I have posted another story simular to this (Thankyou for those who have already reviewed!) but like I said in that fic, this story is the main one that I am focusing on at the moment and I will more commonly update on this fic!
*Also just so everyone is clear with this, this will not be a slash fic*
A Different Life
Chapter 16 - Missing!
~Dream~
Harry looked around and saw that he was back at the Dursleys. No surprises there. He walked around, trying to find someone so he would be able to work out what age he would be in this dream. He had seen a lot of things that he couldn't remember happening. Abuse when he was a baby.
Something didn't feel right to Harry, something felt... different.
As Harry turned a corner to go into the kitchen he got his answer. He knocked into a wall, but instead of not feeling anything, he felt a pain shoot up his shoulder.
Strange, he never felt anything in his dreams normally.
He was drawn to a shout from behind him. It was his uncle, and he could see his own retreating figure, backing up until he hit the wall.
Harry remembered this beating. It was hard to forget. It was one of the ones that had demanded that he go to hospital, his Aunt still had somewhat of a conscience then.
He waited for the blow and when it came he cried out in shock. Why had he just felt that?
Again his uncle hit him in the stomach and Harry found himself bending over, winded.
What was happening? This never happened in any of his other dreams. Why was he feeling it now?
Harry then began to panic, each blow that Harry saw happening to his younger self seemed to be amplified on him.
He needed to wake up, and soon.
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After what felt like an eternity Harry felt himself waking up, but not because of anything he was doing, but because someone was shaking him.
Harry gasped and bolted upright and saw a dark figure standing over him, their hands on his shoulders, Harry backed up to the other end of his bed immediately, bringing his legs up to his chest, feeling his heart racing a million miles an hour. His breathing coming in short gasps.
He was in so much pain, everything hurt. Tears sprung to his eyes but he didn't let them fall as he stayed dead still watching the dark figure with fear, expecting to feel a blow any second.
It never came. After a few silent moments a whisper could be heard and the lights in the room came on, revealing a terrified Harry and a worried Severus.
"Harry... are you alright? What just happened there?" Severus asked, his eyes were slightly open more then normal. Probably his look of shock since most of the time his face looked like a blank wall.
Harry knew he couldn't keep this a secret anymore, he needed help, and he needed Severus' help. So closing his eyes and taking a deep painful breath, he told Severus what he had been keeping from him since September.
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During that time Severus had sat down, head in his hands and trying to take in what this 8-year-old boy was and has been going through since September and actually keeping it a secret from everyone.
Once Harry finished explaining about his dreams silence drowned the room.
Finally Severus got up from his chair that he was currently sitting it and left the room.
Severus was upset that Harry had to go through so much, he was angry that it was happening to Harry, an 8-year-old boy who was now living every terrible thing that was happened to him over and over again, and he was disappointed that Harry hadn't even told him about it.
When Severus re-entered the room Harry hadn't moved an inch.
Severus sighed quietly and moved over to Harry, sitting next to him on his bed.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Severus tried to sound neutral, but if you listened carefully enough you could also hear a bit of hurt in his voice.
Harry just sniffed, new tears springing to his eyes.
"I didn't want to put you under anymore pressure. I already take up enough of your time." Harry whispered.
"What makes you say that?" Severus asked
Harry not wanting to reveal that he had been eavesdropping on a private conversation just shrugged his shoulders.
Severus sighed, putting his arm around Harry and watched as he leaned into him.
They just sat there in complete silence, Harry slowly calming down.
Once Severus felt that Harry was ready to go back to sleep he reached out and grabbed the potion from beside him.
"Here, this will both help to heal you and give you a dreamless sleep, though you will probably sleep through most of Christmas day." Severus handed the potion to Harry who reluctantly took it. "And I must tell you that you will not be able to stay with Ron next week. You may have another dream and I want to be here if you do. Plus you kept this from me and everyone around you, what would have happened if I hadn't had heard you? Would you have just kept quiet about it and not said a word? I am very disappointed in you Harry." Severus looked at Harry, knowing Harry would be upset that he wouldn't be able to see Ron.
Harry faintly nodded and then took the potion from Severus' hands. Gulping it down and then leaning back on Severus.
Soon he fell asleep, though not Severus, he stayed up the whole night with Harry leaning on him, he sat just watching over Harry, making sure that he didn't in fact have another dream... or should he say nightmare.
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The rest of the holidays and once they were back into school proceeded like that, Harry every night taking a potion to stop any dreams, still not being aloud to see Ron once.
Harry had been spending more time with Severus again since he had found out about the dreams, but Severus didn't mind that much since Harry normally entertained himself, leaving Severus free to grade and sit in silence, something he had been able to do a lot of before Harry had come on the scene.
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One night, a few weeks after the Christmas holidays had finished Harry was in Severus' office.
"Harry, why don't you go get a book to read if you want to stay in here, I'm sure you have one in your room or the library that you could read." Severus said, knowing it was late but also knowing that Harry never seemed to be as fond of sleep as he once was, another thing taken away from him.
Harry nodded and was about to leave when Severus called out to him.
"I want you to come straight back, no dawdling!"
Harry just nodded again and left.
Severus, who still had a strange feeling about Quirrell had been unable to find anything strange about him, which had led Severus to becoming a bit easier on Harry, letting him walk around outside more alone and such.
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Harry was just outside the portrait hole to get into Severus' quarters when he saw a red headed person running for him.
At first he thought it must be Bill or Charlie Weasley, since he knew they had red hair but as the person got closer he realised that it was not Charlie or Bill, but Ron.
"Ron? What are you doing here?" Harry asked, completely ecstatic about his best friend being here.
"I have the coolest thing to show you! Come on, follow me!" and with that said, he ran off in the direction he came from.
Harry hesitated for a minute, before chasing back after Ron, forgetting about what Severus had said.
They were running for a good 20 minutes before Harry had to stop to catch his breath. He was now completely lost, not recognising any of the corridors that Ron had been leading him down.
Harry was bent over, hands on his knees and breathing hard.
He never saw Ron come up behind him, never saw him pull out a wand and stun him.