Severus growled slightly as he looked up from his book. He had sworn he'd
heard Potter muttering but, no one was around. 'Great, I'm hearing things.'
He glanced around once more before he turned back to his reading. It was a
diary written by the older him; so far it only contained a life of stupid
decisions and errors. He was just at the part where he'd first met Harry.
'Wow, poor kid.'
He flipped through all of the comments of hate and anger towards the boy. He was reading a particular entry that started out differently.
Dumbledore asked me why I hated Harry Potter. I realized that I was unable to answer...I have nothing against Harry, but James. He told me that the boy I see every day is nothing like that man I hold my grudge against. I yelled out an argument and left, but I truly see his point. I can't say why I took my anger out on Harry, but I did. I am admitting to you now, Harry Potter is nothing like James Potter.
Severus read and reread the statement, trying to take it all in. He himself was doing the same thing; he was shutting out Harry, being rude as possible all because he was James Potter's son. Severus thought back to what had occurred earlier that day.
"Potter, get out of my way." Severus barked.
Harry, who was no where near him, ignored the comment. "Make me."
Severus nearly whipped out his wand and hexed the boy, but Dumbledore just happened to come around the corner at that moment. Severus rolled his eyes as Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. "Hello, Severus, Harry. Having a lovely day aren't we?"
Both boys nodded and said nothing until Dumbledore was well out of ear shot. "Good going, James."
"I'm not James. I am Harry, his son."
"Whatever." Severus rolled his eyes and left.
'He's right, he's not James.' Severus sighed. Why did that annoying professor always have to be right? 'Course I'm not James, I'm Harry.' Severus stopped. 'What?' 'I'm Harry, not James.' 'Why are you in my head?' The voice stopped for a moment than replied. 'I'm not in your head, you're in mine.' 'Potter?' 'What?' 'You die.' 'Oh.'
Harry looked around hastily, he'd found out something very disturbing. Severus was going to kill him, as soon as he found him. 'Why did it have to be him? Why does the voice inside my head, have to be Snape's, the overly temperamental potions master, the one guy who was allowed near him, who hated him with a passion?' Harry shifted uneasily as he heard doors slamming off in the not to far off distance. He looked around hastily for a hiding spot, the only available place was a large broom cupboard, so obvious, and so closed in....
Harry convinced himself that he'd only be in there for a moment, and then he'd be out. Nothing to worry about... Ducking inside the cupboard he almost instantly began to hyperventilate. 'No, I have to get out, NOW' Loud footsteps sounded outside of the cupboard. 'No, my books!' He closed his eyes trying to push down his fear of the cupboard and his fear of Severus. He felt light spread slowly across his unhidden body.
A rough hand grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the cupboard, throwing him against the floor. Severus marched over and pulled him to his feet. Harry's face flushed as he was pushed against the wall. "How much do you know?"
"W-what are you talking about?" Harry asked shakily, truly fearing for his life. Severus' face was inches from his, and flushed with anger.
"Don't play dumb with me, Potter." Severus growled. Harry was suddenly flooded with memories of a certain muggle who'd said those same lines, followed by Harry nearly dying of blood loss.
Severus stopped as he saw Harry's eyes glazed over. He was suddenly flooded with fear of a large muggle. He stepped back, letting go of Harry, who fell to the floor. Severus stared at the wall while he pushed the fear away. 'What was that?' He looked at Harry who was now, cowering in fear of him. "I should normally be very happy about a Potter cowering in fear of my shadow, but somehow, this is not normal."
Severus kneeled down and placed his hands on Harry's shoulders. Harry flinched, and turned away, awaiting the sheering pain that usually followed. "Harry, stop it." Severus barked harshly; this only scared Harry more. Severus' mind raced, he didn't have any idea as to what he was supposed to do. Suddenly, he pulled Harry into a hug, folding his arms around Harry defensively. "Harry, it's okay now..."
Harry heard the voice once again, calling him to come back. Inside his head, Harry ran towards the voice, trying to get away from Vernon, he saw a small figure standing alone, calling him. He raced to wards the figure and made a mad dash for it. Outside, Harry had wrapped his arms around Severus and was burying his face into Severus' chest. Tears flooded out of Harry's eyes as he sobbed into Severus' robes.
Severus wanted to push the boy, his most hated enemy's son, away, but a little voice in his head argued that the boy needed comfort, and plus, he LIKED holding the other boy in his arms. Severus sighed and pulled Harry closer to himself.
McGonagall sighed as she walked down the corridor. 'Why, Harry, why must you always break rules set before you for your protection?' She was looking for Harry, who had somehow left the bed he was to remain in for the rest of the day. 'I mean, come on, you only had to wait a few hours then you could romp around the school as much as you want.' She was lost in thought as she walked around the corner.
"Oh, there you are Ha-WHAT ARE YOU DOING??" McGonagall yelled.
Severus leaned down and planted a kiss on Harry's head, breathing in the unique scent. Harry's sobs had almost stopped, as he pushed slightly away from Severus. Severus felt the warmth creep away as Harry did so.
"Thanks..." Harry said, his face was only inches from Severus'.
Severus' thoughts took a turn at that point. 'Why don't you kiss him?' He fought the urge down arguing that Harry probably wasn't gay and plus, he's my most hated enemy's son. Severus failed miserably, because Harry kissed him first.
Harry had leaned in and gently pressed his lips against Severus' who immediately deepened the kiss, as soon as the shock wore out. He didn't know why, but this kiss, which was way wrong by his standards, felt so right. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Severus and Harry both pulled back, embarrassed blushes spread cross their faces as they panted. McGonagall seemed less than pleased as she stormed over to the two boys. "What are you doing here?" She asked them, a little disturbed at what she'd stumbled upon. Harry stayed silent as he avoided her gaze, Severus did the exact opposite. He glared at the woman as if saying 'how dare you question me'. "Fine then, don't tell me anything. I guess I'll have to let Albus deal with this." "Deal with what?" Dumbledore asked, almost as if on Que. McGonagall blushed deeply, obviously not wanting to say what had happened. "I um...stumbled upon Harry and this boy...uh....Kissing..." Dumbledore's eyes tinkled knowingly. 'Yes, this will do very nicely.' He smiled softly. "Well, boys, why don't you come with me up to my office and we can arrange a few things." McGonagall nodded as she left the two boys to Dumbledore's 'wrath'. Harry and Severus sat beside each other in two soft leather chairs. Dumbledore was quietly arranging a few things as the two boys shifted uncomfortably. Harry was the first to try and speak, but only a small squeak erupted, and he soon quieted down. Severus finally had enough and made this very clear to Dumbledore. "Sir, I don't know what you're thinking but what ever it is, it's not Harry's fault, and it's mine." He said softly but with force behind his words. Dumbledore looked at him with a surprised look on his face. "Why should I care? It's your business not mine." Both Harry and Severus looked confused. Once again, Dumbledore's eyes twinkled knowingly. "Well, I didn't bring you up here to punish you for feeling you nor I can help. I brought you up here to give you your shopping list, and some money, wizard and muggle money. You two are going to Diagon alley tomorrow." Harry's mouth dropped open; Severus looked slightly annoyed but said nothing. Dumbledore continued. "You two will go by Harry's house and pick up his things, then you will go buy yourselves some new clothes in muggle London and the go by the alley and pick up your school supplies." Harry closed his mouth. "Severus, I have decided it would be best if you continue schooling until we can find an antidote for this potion." Dumbledore smiled. "Sir...?" "Yes, Harry?" "Are you sending anyone from the uh...order?" Dumbledore thought for a moment then shook his head slightly. "No, I trust you and Severus will do quite well by yourselves, alone." He put great emphasis on the last few words.
He flipped through all of the comments of hate and anger towards the boy. He was reading a particular entry that started out differently.
Dumbledore asked me why I hated Harry Potter. I realized that I was unable to answer...I have nothing against Harry, but James. He told me that the boy I see every day is nothing like that man I hold my grudge against. I yelled out an argument and left, but I truly see his point. I can't say why I took my anger out on Harry, but I did. I am admitting to you now, Harry Potter is nothing like James Potter.
Severus read and reread the statement, trying to take it all in. He himself was doing the same thing; he was shutting out Harry, being rude as possible all because he was James Potter's son. Severus thought back to what had occurred earlier that day.
"Potter, get out of my way." Severus barked.
Harry, who was no where near him, ignored the comment. "Make me."
Severus nearly whipped out his wand and hexed the boy, but Dumbledore just happened to come around the corner at that moment. Severus rolled his eyes as Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. "Hello, Severus, Harry. Having a lovely day aren't we?"
Both boys nodded and said nothing until Dumbledore was well out of ear shot. "Good going, James."
"I'm not James. I am Harry, his son."
"Whatever." Severus rolled his eyes and left.
'He's right, he's not James.' Severus sighed. Why did that annoying professor always have to be right? 'Course I'm not James, I'm Harry.' Severus stopped. 'What?' 'I'm Harry, not James.' 'Why are you in my head?' The voice stopped for a moment than replied. 'I'm not in your head, you're in mine.' 'Potter?' 'What?' 'You die.' 'Oh.'
Harry looked around hastily, he'd found out something very disturbing. Severus was going to kill him, as soon as he found him. 'Why did it have to be him? Why does the voice inside my head, have to be Snape's, the overly temperamental potions master, the one guy who was allowed near him, who hated him with a passion?' Harry shifted uneasily as he heard doors slamming off in the not to far off distance. He looked around hastily for a hiding spot, the only available place was a large broom cupboard, so obvious, and so closed in....
Harry convinced himself that he'd only be in there for a moment, and then he'd be out. Nothing to worry about... Ducking inside the cupboard he almost instantly began to hyperventilate. 'No, I have to get out, NOW' Loud footsteps sounded outside of the cupboard. 'No, my books!' He closed his eyes trying to push down his fear of the cupboard and his fear of Severus. He felt light spread slowly across his unhidden body.
A rough hand grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the cupboard, throwing him against the floor. Severus marched over and pulled him to his feet. Harry's face flushed as he was pushed against the wall. "How much do you know?"
"W-what are you talking about?" Harry asked shakily, truly fearing for his life. Severus' face was inches from his, and flushed with anger.
"Don't play dumb with me, Potter." Severus growled. Harry was suddenly flooded with memories of a certain muggle who'd said those same lines, followed by Harry nearly dying of blood loss.
Severus stopped as he saw Harry's eyes glazed over. He was suddenly flooded with fear of a large muggle. He stepped back, letting go of Harry, who fell to the floor. Severus stared at the wall while he pushed the fear away. 'What was that?' He looked at Harry who was now, cowering in fear of him. "I should normally be very happy about a Potter cowering in fear of my shadow, but somehow, this is not normal."
Severus kneeled down and placed his hands on Harry's shoulders. Harry flinched, and turned away, awaiting the sheering pain that usually followed. "Harry, stop it." Severus barked harshly; this only scared Harry more. Severus' mind raced, he didn't have any idea as to what he was supposed to do. Suddenly, he pulled Harry into a hug, folding his arms around Harry defensively. "Harry, it's okay now..."
Harry heard the voice once again, calling him to come back. Inside his head, Harry ran towards the voice, trying to get away from Vernon, he saw a small figure standing alone, calling him. He raced to wards the figure and made a mad dash for it. Outside, Harry had wrapped his arms around Severus and was burying his face into Severus' chest. Tears flooded out of Harry's eyes as he sobbed into Severus' robes.
Severus wanted to push the boy, his most hated enemy's son, away, but a little voice in his head argued that the boy needed comfort, and plus, he LIKED holding the other boy in his arms. Severus sighed and pulled Harry closer to himself.
McGonagall sighed as she walked down the corridor. 'Why, Harry, why must you always break rules set before you for your protection?' She was looking for Harry, who had somehow left the bed he was to remain in for the rest of the day. 'I mean, come on, you only had to wait a few hours then you could romp around the school as much as you want.' She was lost in thought as she walked around the corner.
"Oh, there you are Ha-WHAT ARE YOU DOING??" McGonagall yelled.
Severus leaned down and planted a kiss on Harry's head, breathing in the unique scent. Harry's sobs had almost stopped, as he pushed slightly away from Severus. Severus felt the warmth creep away as Harry did so.
"Thanks..." Harry said, his face was only inches from Severus'.
Severus' thoughts took a turn at that point. 'Why don't you kiss him?' He fought the urge down arguing that Harry probably wasn't gay and plus, he's my most hated enemy's son. Severus failed miserably, because Harry kissed him first.
Harry had leaned in and gently pressed his lips against Severus' who immediately deepened the kiss, as soon as the shock wore out. He didn't know why, but this kiss, which was way wrong by his standards, felt so right. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Severus and Harry both pulled back, embarrassed blushes spread cross their faces as they panted. McGonagall seemed less than pleased as she stormed over to the two boys. "What are you doing here?" She asked them, a little disturbed at what she'd stumbled upon. Harry stayed silent as he avoided her gaze, Severus did the exact opposite. He glared at the woman as if saying 'how dare you question me'. "Fine then, don't tell me anything. I guess I'll have to let Albus deal with this." "Deal with what?" Dumbledore asked, almost as if on Que. McGonagall blushed deeply, obviously not wanting to say what had happened. "I um...stumbled upon Harry and this boy...uh....Kissing..." Dumbledore's eyes tinkled knowingly. 'Yes, this will do very nicely.' He smiled softly. "Well, boys, why don't you come with me up to my office and we can arrange a few things." McGonagall nodded as she left the two boys to Dumbledore's 'wrath'. Harry and Severus sat beside each other in two soft leather chairs. Dumbledore was quietly arranging a few things as the two boys shifted uncomfortably. Harry was the first to try and speak, but only a small squeak erupted, and he soon quieted down. Severus finally had enough and made this very clear to Dumbledore. "Sir, I don't know what you're thinking but what ever it is, it's not Harry's fault, and it's mine." He said softly but with force behind his words. Dumbledore looked at him with a surprised look on his face. "Why should I care? It's your business not mine." Both Harry and Severus looked confused. Once again, Dumbledore's eyes twinkled knowingly. "Well, I didn't bring you up here to punish you for feeling you nor I can help. I brought you up here to give you your shopping list, and some money, wizard and muggle money. You two are going to Diagon alley tomorrow." Harry's mouth dropped open; Severus looked slightly annoyed but said nothing. Dumbledore continued. "You two will go by Harry's house and pick up his things, then you will go buy yourselves some new clothes in muggle London and the go by the alley and pick up your school supplies." Harry closed his mouth. "Severus, I have decided it would be best if you continue schooling until we can find an antidote for this potion." Dumbledore smiled. "Sir...?" "Yes, Harry?" "Are you sending anyone from the uh...order?" Dumbledore thought for a moment then shook his head slightly. "No, I trust you and Severus will do quite well by yourselves, alone." He put great emphasis on the last few words.