Coming Clean
By
Snivellus
This story starts in Harry Potter's 6th year at Hogwarts during their Winter Holiday. I have taken liberties with Severus Snape and his past. Everything that looks familiar is JK Rowling's, and the new characters are my creations, but anyone can use them, because I write for fun, and just so I am able to read my own stories. This story may start off like several fics that you have read before, but trust me when I say I hope that it takes a much different turn. It features attempted suicide, so if you are not comfortable with that, then please do not read this story.
I know my grammar is not the best, so if you are going to pointed out, please use specific examples so I can fix it in future chapters. Flames are fine, but if you are going to tell me that any of the main characters are out of character, I don't really care, because this is how I see the characters. I really don't mean to sound rude, but some flames I have gotten are just plain mean. Personally when I review, I stick to the saying "If you haven't got something nice to say than it is better to say nothing at all."
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"Where are we going again, Eowyn?" Severus asked.
"To the cinema. Oh come on don't give me that face, you promised."
"Why do you insist on going to a Muggle cinema, anytime we go out?"
"I don't know, I just get bored sometimes in our world." Eowyn said with a frown on her face.
"I understand, but why to the cinema?" He asked with his eyebrows raised.
"I guess it is because, when I see a film it allows me to escape to somewhere else."
"All right, well we better get going or we will be late." Severus grabbed the keys off the door.
"Eomer, we are leaving, will you be all right?" Eowyn called from the door.
"Don't worry Sylvia and I will be fine, you two go have fun, it has been awhile." Eomer smiled.
"All right, bye bunny, we will be home later." Eowyn said as she bent down and kissed Sylvia.
"Be a good little girl for Uncle Eomer, no trouble. Go to be when he asks. Remember Santa is always watching." Severus said with a smile.
"Bye bye daddy."
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And with that they started the car and drove off into Muggle London. It was the first week of Christmas break, and one of the first that Albus had allowed him the full time off. There is a lot more to Severus Snape that most people know.
"It is so good to have you home for more than a few days Severus."
"I know, I am sorry that I have been staying up at the school so much, but with the Dark Lord still very much a threat, and the Potter boy acting the way he has."
"What do you mean? What is wrong with him?"
"He is feeling sorry for himself, what else is new? The boy is a walking time bomb, with all he is going through."
"You could help him you know." Eowyn said politely.
"Darling, I think we both know that it would not be a good idea. It could jeopardize everything, and you know the last think I want to do is put you and Sylvia in danger."
"But darling, if he breaks, then we will never truly be free."
"Potter is Albus's responsibility, not mine. I made that agreement with him long before Sylvia was born."
"All right, let's just try and have a nice time at the cinema for once." Eowyn said trying to change the subject.
"Yes, let's."
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Back at Privet Drive, Harry had to spend Christmas with his relatives because the Headmaster had deemed it too unsafe for any students to remain over holiday. Harry was not very pleased with this and went straight to his room when his Uncle had reached their driveway, not saying a word the entire trip home.
"Hedwig, go spend Christmas with Ron's family, or Hermione's, you know how Uncle Vernon hates you. Besides I am sure they are having a much happier time than I am." Hedwig gave an incompliant hoot.
"Go on get out of here! You don't deserve to be with me. I kill everyone that comes near me! You better leave while you have a chance!" He choked on his tears.
Harry broke down in his frustration. Why did it have to be him that everyone counted on? Why did Voldermort choose him? He wanted to be normal; he didn't want this heavy burden. He wanted to be free from everything; he wanted the pain to stop.
It was at that moment he saw the scissors on his bedside table. He reached for them and slowly opened them up to reveal the inside blades. It was at that moment he pressed the metal to his flesh and closed his eyes.
"Potter! Dinner, now!" Harry threw the scissors across the room, and wiped his eyes.
"I am not hungry Uncle." He tried saying in a calm voice.
"Fine, starve, I don't care, just don't complain to your kind that we aren't treating you well enough." Vernon Dursley grumbled.
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"Severus? Are you all right, ever since we got to the theater, you have been acting rather weird.
"I don't know, I feel something, I can't tell yet what it is."
"Is it him? Do you want to leave?"
"No this is not the Dark Lord, it is different. My mind grows dark."
"If you want to leave, we can."
"No I will be fine, I want us to have a good time for once." Severus said trying to put on a smile for Eowyn.
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Harry interrupted by his Uncle grew frustrated. He wanted to be done with everything once and for all. He grabbed for the scissors one more time, pressed the cool blade to his warm flesh, and tore.
"AGGHH!" He yelled out.
Severus let out a deep gasp, causing everyone in the theater to look.
"Severus, let's go, right now!" Eowyn said worried.
"Yes, I need... I need to go." He said struggling to regain his ragged breath.
The two shifted out of their seats, and down to the car park.
"What is going on?" Eowyn said franticly.
"I think it is Potter. Something's happened to him."
"How can you tell?"
"There is a link between us, I can feel his pain." Severus muttered.
"All right, if he is in trouble then we have to save him."
"We need to get Albus."
"Is there really time for that, if he is hurting as bad as you think, I doubt that there is much time. Where does he live?" She said getting behind the wheel of their magical car.
"Little Whinging, 4 Privet Drive."
"Well let's go then. Here take this and contact someone at Hogwarts." Eowyn said handing him the necklace that Albus gave her, in order to keep in touch with Severus at Hogwarts.
Severus fumbled with the small ruby stone that lay in his hand. Once he held it upright, he muttered an incantation and it began glowing. The stone grew in size, it was now the size of Severus's head. This stone showed him the Great Hall. He quickly moved his fingers around the stone directing him to the Headmaster's office.
"Albus? Are you there?" There was no answer. He quickly moved to the infirmary in hopes to find Poppy Pomfery.
"Poppy?" He cried out. At this he saw the room light up and a women in a nursing outfit came scurrying out.
"Severus? Whatever is the matter?" She asked.
"I am not quite sure yet, but I need to speak with Albus. Do you know where he is?"
"He has gone to Beauxbatons, to speak with Madame Maxine. He won't be back until tomorrow." At this Severus's face dropped.
"Poppy I need you to do something. Write Albus a note, saying that there is a situation regarding the health of his "nephew". Put nephew in quotes."
"What is going on?"
"Something is wrong with Potter, but it is too risky sending a school owl with that information. He will understand what that means."
"All right, is there anything that I can do?"
"I will contact you after I find out what is going on." Severus said as he shrunk the ruby back down to its normal size.
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A few minutes later they reached Privet Drive, to find nothing amiss.
"If Potter did this on purpose I am going kill him." Severus hissed.
"Severus, you are not thinking rationally. Mr. Potter doesn't know about the connection you have with him. He couldn't have done it on purpose." Eowyn tried to explain.
"Yes, right, I want you to stay here while I go check on the boy."
"All right, are you sure you don't need any help?"
"No, please just stay here, I'd rather he keep thinking that I am the greasy nosed bastard that he thinks I am." Severus said without joking.
"You better go, something could be really wrong."
"Ok, I will be back shortly."
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Severus got out of the car and briskly walked to the front door of the little house. He knocked quickly three times. He waited and then heard footsteps, and backed away from the door.
"Yes, who are you?" He asked gruffly.
"My name is Severus Snape, and I come to inquire about Potter."
"Are you one of them bloody wizards?"
"Yes, if you wish to refer to me as that. Now please I got notification that Mr. Potter was under duress, and it is mandatory that I speak with him right away." Severus said growing irritated by this overgrown excuse for a Muggle.
"The boy is fine, I spoke to him not but half hour ago."
"Sir, believe me, I am aware just as much as you are how annoying the boy can be, but I would feel better if I could have a few words with him."
"Fine, upstairs second door on the right." Vernon had had enough bad experiences with wizards that he did not wish to aggravate this one. Especially since he looked like he was capable of some serious damage.
Severus walked quickly up the stairs. His wrists were starting to burn, as he got closer to the boy's room.
"Mr. Potter?" There was no answer.
"Mr. Potter, there better be a good reason you dragged me to your house on my first real Christmas break." Severus said louder. There was still no answer, so at this Severus unlocked the boy's door and gasped at the scene before him.
There was blood all over the boy's comforter and some on the carpet. The boy was unconscious on the floor. Severus grabbed the boy and walked quickly out of the house. This boy needed to be healed, and here was not the right place for it.
"Where are you taking him?" Vernon asked as he saw Severus carry the boy out the front door.
"Away from here." And with that Severus got in the back seat with the boy's head on his lap, and his body sprawled out on the other seat.
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"Oh dear!" Eowyn gasped when she saw the boy.
"Eowyn, I need you to head towards Hogwarts. We have to get this boy help." Severus said trying to remain calm.
"All right, can't you do anything for him?"
"I will try, all I want you to do is drive." Severus said quickly.
"The poor boy, I wonder what happened?" She asked.
"There is time for questions later, right now I need to concentrate." Severus wrapped his large hands around the 16-year-old boy's wrists and closed his eyes.
No matter what he tried the wounds were not healing. He had only seen this one other time and that was with another student of his.
"Eowyn, how far are we from the house?"
"Our house?"
"Yes, I don't think he can make it all the way to Hogwarts, not in the state he is in."
"I can make it in 10 minutes."
"Okay, we have no other choice. These are self-inflicted wounds that is why they aren't healing with my help. I need a potion that will allow me to open his mind."
"Is there anything you can do to help him until we get there?"
"I am trying. I need you to contact Poppy again and tell her what is going on." Severus said, hoping that they wouldn't be too late.
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TBC
By
Snivellus
This story starts in Harry Potter's 6th year at Hogwarts during their Winter Holiday. I have taken liberties with Severus Snape and his past. Everything that looks familiar is JK Rowling's, and the new characters are my creations, but anyone can use them, because I write for fun, and just so I am able to read my own stories. This story may start off like several fics that you have read before, but trust me when I say I hope that it takes a much different turn. It features attempted suicide, so if you are not comfortable with that, then please do not read this story.
I know my grammar is not the best, so if you are going to pointed out, please use specific examples so I can fix it in future chapters. Flames are fine, but if you are going to tell me that any of the main characters are out of character, I don't really care, because this is how I see the characters. I really don't mean to sound rude, but some flames I have gotten are just plain mean. Personally when I review, I stick to the saying "If you haven't got something nice to say than it is better to say nothing at all."
******************************************************************* Chapter 1
"Where are we going again, Eowyn?" Severus asked.
"To the cinema. Oh come on don't give me that face, you promised."
"Why do you insist on going to a Muggle cinema, anytime we go out?"
"I don't know, I just get bored sometimes in our world." Eowyn said with a frown on her face.
"I understand, but why to the cinema?" He asked with his eyebrows raised.
"I guess it is because, when I see a film it allows me to escape to somewhere else."
"All right, well we better get going or we will be late." Severus grabbed the keys off the door.
"Eomer, we are leaving, will you be all right?" Eowyn called from the door.
"Don't worry Sylvia and I will be fine, you two go have fun, it has been awhile." Eomer smiled.
"All right, bye bunny, we will be home later." Eowyn said as she bent down and kissed Sylvia.
"Be a good little girl for Uncle Eomer, no trouble. Go to be when he asks. Remember Santa is always watching." Severus said with a smile.
"Bye bye daddy."
*******************************************************************
And with that they started the car and drove off into Muggle London. It was the first week of Christmas break, and one of the first that Albus had allowed him the full time off. There is a lot more to Severus Snape that most people know.
"It is so good to have you home for more than a few days Severus."
"I know, I am sorry that I have been staying up at the school so much, but with the Dark Lord still very much a threat, and the Potter boy acting the way he has."
"What do you mean? What is wrong with him?"
"He is feeling sorry for himself, what else is new? The boy is a walking time bomb, with all he is going through."
"You could help him you know." Eowyn said politely.
"Darling, I think we both know that it would not be a good idea. It could jeopardize everything, and you know the last think I want to do is put you and Sylvia in danger."
"But darling, if he breaks, then we will never truly be free."
"Potter is Albus's responsibility, not mine. I made that agreement with him long before Sylvia was born."
"All right, let's just try and have a nice time at the cinema for once." Eowyn said trying to change the subject.
"Yes, let's."
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Back at Privet Drive, Harry had to spend Christmas with his relatives because the Headmaster had deemed it too unsafe for any students to remain over holiday. Harry was not very pleased with this and went straight to his room when his Uncle had reached their driveway, not saying a word the entire trip home.
"Hedwig, go spend Christmas with Ron's family, or Hermione's, you know how Uncle Vernon hates you. Besides I am sure they are having a much happier time than I am." Hedwig gave an incompliant hoot.
"Go on get out of here! You don't deserve to be with me. I kill everyone that comes near me! You better leave while you have a chance!" He choked on his tears.
Harry broke down in his frustration. Why did it have to be him that everyone counted on? Why did Voldermort choose him? He wanted to be normal; he didn't want this heavy burden. He wanted to be free from everything; he wanted the pain to stop.
It was at that moment he saw the scissors on his bedside table. He reached for them and slowly opened them up to reveal the inside blades. It was at that moment he pressed the metal to his flesh and closed his eyes.
"Potter! Dinner, now!" Harry threw the scissors across the room, and wiped his eyes.
"I am not hungry Uncle." He tried saying in a calm voice.
"Fine, starve, I don't care, just don't complain to your kind that we aren't treating you well enough." Vernon Dursley grumbled.
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"Severus? Are you all right, ever since we got to the theater, you have been acting rather weird.
"I don't know, I feel something, I can't tell yet what it is."
"Is it him? Do you want to leave?"
"No this is not the Dark Lord, it is different. My mind grows dark."
"If you want to leave, we can."
"No I will be fine, I want us to have a good time for once." Severus said trying to put on a smile for Eowyn.
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Harry interrupted by his Uncle grew frustrated. He wanted to be done with everything once and for all. He grabbed for the scissors one more time, pressed the cool blade to his warm flesh, and tore.
"AGGHH!" He yelled out.
Severus let out a deep gasp, causing everyone in the theater to look.
"Severus, let's go, right now!" Eowyn said worried.
"Yes, I need... I need to go." He said struggling to regain his ragged breath.
The two shifted out of their seats, and down to the car park.
"What is going on?" Eowyn said franticly.
"I think it is Potter. Something's happened to him."
"How can you tell?"
"There is a link between us, I can feel his pain." Severus muttered.
"All right, if he is in trouble then we have to save him."
"We need to get Albus."
"Is there really time for that, if he is hurting as bad as you think, I doubt that there is much time. Where does he live?" She said getting behind the wheel of their magical car.
"Little Whinging, 4 Privet Drive."
"Well let's go then. Here take this and contact someone at Hogwarts." Eowyn said handing him the necklace that Albus gave her, in order to keep in touch with Severus at Hogwarts.
Severus fumbled with the small ruby stone that lay in his hand. Once he held it upright, he muttered an incantation and it began glowing. The stone grew in size, it was now the size of Severus's head. This stone showed him the Great Hall. He quickly moved his fingers around the stone directing him to the Headmaster's office.
"Albus? Are you there?" There was no answer. He quickly moved to the infirmary in hopes to find Poppy Pomfery.
"Poppy?" He cried out. At this he saw the room light up and a women in a nursing outfit came scurrying out.
"Severus? Whatever is the matter?" She asked.
"I am not quite sure yet, but I need to speak with Albus. Do you know where he is?"
"He has gone to Beauxbatons, to speak with Madame Maxine. He won't be back until tomorrow." At this Severus's face dropped.
"Poppy I need you to do something. Write Albus a note, saying that there is a situation regarding the health of his "nephew". Put nephew in quotes."
"What is going on?"
"Something is wrong with Potter, but it is too risky sending a school owl with that information. He will understand what that means."
"All right, is there anything that I can do?"
"I will contact you after I find out what is going on." Severus said as he shrunk the ruby back down to its normal size.
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A few minutes later they reached Privet Drive, to find nothing amiss.
"If Potter did this on purpose I am going kill him." Severus hissed.
"Severus, you are not thinking rationally. Mr. Potter doesn't know about the connection you have with him. He couldn't have done it on purpose." Eowyn tried to explain.
"Yes, right, I want you to stay here while I go check on the boy."
"All right, are you sure you don't need any help?"
"No, please just stay here, I'd rather he keep thinking that I am the greasy nosed bastard that he thinks I am." Severus said without joking.
"You better go, something could be really wrong."
"Ok, I will be back shortly."
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Severus got out of the car and briskly walked to the front door of the little house. He knocked quickly three times. He waited and then heard footsteps, and backed away from the door.
"Yes, who are you?" He asked gruffly.
"My name is Severus Snape, and I come to inquire about Potter."
"Are you one of them bloody wizards?"
"Yes, if you wish to refer to me as that. Now please I got notification that Mr. Potter was under duress, and it is mandatory that I speak with him right away." Severus said growing irritated by this overgrown excuse for a Muggle.
"The boy is fine, I spoke to him not but half hour ago."
"Sir, believe me, I am aware just as much as you are how annoying the boy can be, but I would feel better if I could have a few words with him."
"Fine, upstairs second door on the right." Vernon had had enough bad experiences with wizards that he did not wish to aggravate this one. Especially since he looked like he was capable of some serious damage.
Severus walked quickly up the stairs. His wrists were starting to burn, as he got closer to the boy's room.
"Mr. Potter?" There was no answer.
"Mr. Potter, there better be a good reason you dragged me to your house on my first real Christmas break." Severus said louder. There was still no answer, so at this Severus unlocked the boy's door and gasped at the scene before him.
There was blood all over the boy's comforter and some on the carpet. The boy was unconscious on the floor. Severus grabbed the boy and walked quickly out of the house. This boy needed to be healed, and here was not the right place for it.
"Where are you taking him?" Vernon asked as he saw Severus carry the boy out the front door.
"Away from here." And with that Severus got in the back seat with the boy's head on his lap, and his body sprawled out on the other seat.
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"Oh dear!" Eowyn gasped when she saw the boy.
"Eowyn, I need you to head towards Hogwarts. We have to get this boy help." Severus said trying to remain calm.
"All right, can't you do anything for him?"
"I will try, all I want you to do is drive." Severus said quickly.
"The poor boy, I wonder what happened?" She asked.
"There is time for questions later, right now I need to concentrate." Severus wrapped his large hands around the 16-year-old boy's wrists and closed his eyes.
No matter what he tried the wounds were not healing. He had only seen this one other time and that was with another student of his.
"Eowyn, how far are we from the house?"
"Our house?"
"Yes, I don't think he can make it all the way to Hogwarts, not in the state he is in."
"I can make it in 10 minutes."
"Okay, we have no other choice. These are self-inflicted wounds that is why they aren't healing with my help. I need a potion that will allow me to open his mind."
"Is there anything you can do to help him until we get there?"
"I am trying. I need you to contact Poppy again and tell her what is going on." Severus said, hoping that they wouldn't be too late.
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TBC