Lost and Afraid
By: Angedelamorte
Disclaimer: Don't own any of it. Just a fan driven by boredom to do something with their life.
Author's Note: OMG I have over 100 reviews. Congratulations to Leggylover03 who was my 100th reviewer.
Draco looked over at Harry. "What?" he asked, "What do you mean you saw him and he told you."
Harry thought a minute before answering, "I saw him when I was in the hallway the other day. He told me he was waiting for me to come save him and I never saved him," Harry said quietly.
"That's weird..." Draco said absentmindedly, "Did you ask anyone about that?"
"No.... wouldn't want to give anyone any other reason to thing I'm a freak," Harry answered bitterly.
Draco got up and was halfway out of the room, he turned around and answered Harry, "Not everyone hates you."
Draco found Severus sitting in his living room in the exact position he left him in. He sat down beside his guardian, "I got him to talk," Draco said.
"Oh really?" Severus said, "How did you accomplish this?"
"I dunno, I was just talking and then he talked back," Draco said.
"I see," Severus replied.
Draco, sensing that Severus was a bit distracted, got up and left bidding his guardian good night.
Severus stared into the fire, completely lost in thoughts. Many of those thoughts centered around Harry. He was brought out of his thoughts by a muffled cry. 'Harry,' Severus thought frantically.
When he rushed into Harry's room, Harry was silent; but he was moving as if trying to dodge some unseen attacker. Thinking quickly, Severus cast an anti-silencing charm. Harry started whimpering.
Severus rushed over to Harry's side. "Harry, wake up," he said quietly. No response. "Harry, come on, wake up," Severus said. Harry stopped moving. Severus left the room and got a vial of Dreamless Sleep potion and set it on Harry's bedside table. Harry still wasn't moving. Severus left hoping that the awakened Harry would choose to talk to him rather than fake sleeping.
Severus sat back down on his couch in front of the fire, getting lost in his thoughts. A few minutes later Harry came out and sat on the couch, a far as possible from Severus. Severus tried to open his mouth but no words came out.
A few more minutes of silence later Harry spoke, "I-it wasn't about V-voldemort. It was U-uncle V-vernon," Harry stuttered, "H-he was h-hitting me a-and-" Harry's voice broke.
Severus slid closer to Harry and put an arm around his shoulders. Harry flinched, "It's ok," Severus said quietly. Harry mumbled something. "What?" Severus asked.
"Sorry," Harry mumbled eyes not leaving the ground, "Sorry for being here. Sorry for being bad. Sorry for everything."
Severus was speechless. "You don't need to apologize for anything," Severus said softly as he slid back over to his side of the couch. Harry curled up and stared into the fire seemingly lost in his thoughts.
Severus's eyes returned to the fire as he thoughts turned to Lily, Harry's mother. "Would you like to hear about your mother?" Severus asked. Harry was silent, he was asleep.
The next morning Draco cornered Ron outside of the Great Hall. "What do you want Malfoy?" Ron asked.
"Maybe I just want to torture you..." Draco answered absently, "Or maybe I want to ask you what the hell you abandoned Harry... for no apparent reason I might add, and then torture you," Draco said.
"Well, maybe I don't want to be friends with a Death Eater in training," Ron said.
Draco whipped out his wand and pointed it at Ron's forehead, "You don't deserve to even know him let alone be friends with him," Draco spat with malice.
"Oh.... I see how it is," Ron said, "It seems that Malfoy has a crush on someone. I wonder what your father would say if he found out that his son has a crush on The-Boy-Who-Lived,"
Draco decked Ron, causing his nose to break. "My father is dead," he said. And a swift kick in the ribs later he said, "Why would you care if I did?"
Severus saw the entire scene from the shadows, "Mr. Malfoy! Are you fighting in the hallway?" he asked.
"Of course not, Professor Snape," Draco answered.
"Very well. Mr. Weasley, 5 points from Griffindor for loitering in the hallway." Ron trudged down to the Hospital Wing.
"Professor," Draco asked, "Where's Harry?"
"Harry said he will down here shortly. Why don't you wait for him and seat him at the Slytherin table. I have already told them that if they start anything with you or Harry they will suffer a slow and painful death at the hands of Filch," Snape replied with a grin as he turned around and walked into the Great Hall.
Draco was waiting only a few minutes when Harry silently trudged down the hall. "Hey," Draco said with as much merriment as he could muster, "Prof-Severus said you could sit at the Slytherin table."
Harry made half an attempt at a smile as he and Draco walked into the Great Hall. Draco pushed open the doors.
When the doors opened all heads turned. Draco confidently walked over to the Slytherin tables pausing only to glare at the Griffindors.
Harry looked toward toward the Griffindor table in hopes of seeing a friendly face. There were none. He sighed and walked over toward the Slytherin table and sat next to Draco. Several people looked rather shocked at the idea of Harry Potter, The-Boy-Who-Lived, sitting at the Slytherin table next to his alleged enemy, Draco Malfoy.
Once he sat down at the table Harry realized one thing, he really didn't know these people. Harry just sat there silently playing with his food waiting someone to tell him to leave. No one told him to leave. No one told him it was just some intricate joke. In fact, no one said anything to him.
Harry was brought out of his stupor when someone called his name. "Harry, I've been calling you for like ten minutes," Draco said.
"Sorry," Harry muttered, "Wasn't paying attention."
"So, have you ever met Blaise?" Draco asked. Harry stared at him blankly. "OK then, Harry this is Blaise," Draco said gesturing to the boy sitting beside him.
"Hi," Harry said softly.
"Hey," Blaise said while moving some of his long black hair out of his eyes.
"And here is Arriana," Draco said while pointing to girl with brown hair.
"Hey," Harry said.
"Hi," she said humbly.
"C'mon guys," Draco said, "we're going to be late for Potions."
The entire gang left the Great Hall, oblivious to the danger that loomed ahead.
Author's Note:... ehh... this chapter was pretty much pointless... Something will happen in the next chapter... I promise
By: Angedelamorte
Disclaimer: Don't own any of it. Just a fan driven by boredom to do something with their life.
Author's Note: OMG I have over 100 reviews. Congratulations to Leggylover03 who was my 100th reviewer.
Draco looked over at Harry. "What?" he asked, "What do you mean you saw him and he told you."
Harry thought a minute before answering, "I saw him when I was in the hallway the other day. He told me he was waiting for me to come save him and I never saved him," Harry said quietly.
"That's weird..." Draco said absentmindedly, "Did you ask anyone about that?"
"No.... wouldn't want to give anyone any other reason to thing I'm a freak," Harry answered bitterly.
Draco got up and was halfway out of the room, he turned around and answered Harry, "Not everyone hates you."
Draco found Severus sitting in his living room in the exact position he left him in. He sat down beside his guardian, "I got him to talk," Draco said.
"Oh really?" Severus said, "How did you accomplish this?"
"I dunno, I was just talking and then he talked back," Draco said.
"I see," Severus replied.
Draco, sensing that Severus was a bit distracted, got up and left bidding his guardian good night.
Severus stared into the fire, completely lost in thoughts. Many of those thoughts centered around Harry. He was brought out of his thoughts by a muffled cry. 'Harry,' Severus thought frantically.
When he rushed into Harry's room, Harry was silent; but he was moving as if trying to dodge some unseen attacker. Thinking quickly, Severus cast an anti-silencing charm. Harry started whimpering.
Severus rushed over to Harry's side. "Harry, wake up," he said quietly. No response. "Harry, come on, wake up," Severus said. Harry stopped moving. Severus left the room and got a vial of Dreamless Sleep potion and set it on Harry's bedside table. Harry still wasn't moving. Severus left hoping that the awakened Harry would choose to talk to him rather than fake sleeping.
Severus sat back down on his couch in front of the fire, getting lost in his thoughts. A few minutes later Harry came out and sat on the couch, a far as possible from Severus. Severus tried to open his mouth but no words came out.
A few more minutes of silence later Harry spoke, "I-it wasn't about V-voldemort. It was U-uncle V-vernon," Harry stuttered, "H-he was h-hitting me a-and-" Harry's voice broke.
Severus slid closer to Harry and put an arm around his shoulders. Harry flinched, "It's ok," Severus said quietly. Harry mumbled something. "What?" Severus asked.
"Sorry," Harry mumbled eyes not leaving the ground, "Sorry for being here. Sorry for being bad. Sorry for everything."
Severus was speechless. "You don't need to apologize for anything," Severus said softly as he slid back over to his side of the couch. Harry curled up and stared into the fire seemingly lost in his thoughts.
Severus's eyes returned to the fire as he thoughts turned to Lily, Harry's mother. "Would you like to hear about your mother?" Severus asked. Harry was silent, he was asleep.
The next morning Draco cornered Ron outside of the Great Hall. "What do you want Malfoy?" Ron asked.
"Maybe I just want to torture you..." Draco answered absently, "Or maybe I want to ask you what the hell you abandoned Harry... for no apparent reason I might add, and then torture you," Draco said.
"Well, maybe I don't want to be friends with a Death Eater in training," Ron said.
Draco whipped out his wand and pointed it at Ron's forehead, "You don't deserve to even know him let alone be friends with him," Draco spat with malice.
"Oh.... I see how it is," Ron said, "It seems that Malfoy has a crush on someone. I wonder what your father would say if he found out that his son has a crush on The-Boy-Who-Lived,"
Draco decked Ron, causing his nose to break. "My father is dead," he said. And a swift kick in the ribs later he said, "Why would you care if I did?"
Severus saw the entire scene from the shadows, "Mr. Malfoy! Are you fighting in the hallway?" he asked.
"Of course not, Professor Snape," Draco answered.
"Very well. Mr. Weasley, 5 points from Griffindor for loitering in the hallway." Ron trudged down to the Hospital Wing.
"Professor," Draco asked, "Where's Harry?"
"Harry said he will down here shortly. Why don't you wait for him and seat him at the Slytherin table. I have already told them that if they start anything with you or Harry they will suffer a slow and painful death at the hands of Filch," Snape replied with a grin as he turned around and walked into the Great Hall.
Draco was waiting only a few minutes when Harry silently trudged down the hall. "Hey," Draco said with as much merriment as he could muster, "Prof-Severus said you could sit at the Slytherin table."
Harry made half an attempt at a smile as he and Draco walked into the Great Hall. Draco pushed open the doors.
When the doors opened all heads turned. Draco confidently walked over to the Slytherin tables pausing only to glare at the Griffindors.
Harry looked toward toward the Griffindor table in hopes of seeing a friendly face. There were none. He sighed and walked over toward the Slytherin table and sat next to Draco. Several people looked rather shocked at the idea of Harry Potter, The-Boy-Who-Lived, sitting at the Slytherin table next to his alleged enemy, Draco Malfoy.
Once he sat down at the table Harry realized one thing, he really didn't know these people. Harry just sat there silently playing with his food waiting someone to tell him to leave. No one told him to leave. No one told him it was just some intricate joke. In fact, no one said anything to him.
Harry was brought out of his stupor when someone called his name. "Harry, I've been calling you for like ten minutes," Draco said.
"Sorry," Harry muttered, "Wasn't paying attention."
"So, have you ever met Blaise?" Draco asked. Harry stared at him blankly. "OK then, Harry this is Blaise," Draco said gesturing to the boy sitting beside him.
"Hi," Harry said softly.
"Hey," Blaise said while moving some of his long black hair out of his eyes.
"And here is Arriana," Draco said while pointing to girl with brown hair.
"Hey," Harry said.
"Hi," she said humbly.
"C'mon guys," Draco said, "we're going to be late for Potions."
The entire gang left the Great Hall, oblivious to the danger that loomed ahead.
Author's Note:... ehh... this chapter was pretty much pointless... Something will happen in the next chapter... I promise