By tati1
Disclaimer: sorry, but no, I do not own Harry Potter. Which really bites.WARNING: This story is R for a REASON! It is NOT NC-17, as I have read much, /much/ worse that was permitted, so I have abused nothing! Rated for violence, serious angst (later on), and rape. If you have a problem with it, go read something else because I didn't write it just to be safe. It's written because it's how and what I write. So buzz off. :{
(and if my mean attitude offends, I do apologize but I'm sorta protective of my work.)
A/N: Thank you so much to the people who reviewed and supported. I am truly grateful. I am sorry about any harsh things I said, because it wasn't very nice of me, even if some of you weren't nice in the first place, I shouldn't have reacted so badly. Please do be careful about how harsh your criticism is though, especially when you think about saying depressed people are overdoing things. That would be why they are depressed in the first place – their feelings are too much to handle. Just … please … watch it. Some things hurt, because you have no idea what you're talking about. Thank you to everyone who reviews though, I appreciate the effort.
On the bright side, Snape's in this chapter! And the competition begins in about two or three (or four) chapters! (Well, there ARE flying lessons and he has to get tested to be in the competition, and the schools have to arrive, etc.) Thanks for reading the A/Ns!
Here's the next chapter.
Chapter 11 – Sirius WondersLast time:
"Certainly. Potions classroom at 10 tonight." They both turned off to go to their separate classes; Harry feeling happier than what seemed to be a very long while.
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Sirius caught up to Harry before he reached HoM (History of Magic). The boy seemed pleased about something, though the dog couldn't for the life of him see why. His attention was quickly distracted however as Harry began to diligently take notes and the other students settled in their seats.
The class was as dull as he'd expected, but instead of sleeping, most of the students (all Fifth Years) seemed to be discussing something. The first paper wad caught Sirius by surprise, but Harry had obviously anticipated the throw because his hand shot out and caught it as it bounced off the alarmed canine's head. He stuffed it in his bag and caught the next paper as it sailed toward him.
After that, there were far too many missiles to catch, so Harry tried to ignore them and concentrate on working. He was in a foul mood as class ended.
"But that's quite alright, isn't it? After all, we get to have Transfiguration next," said Harry bitterly. It didn't take long for Sirius to discover why he was so upset.
"Potter!" barked McGonagall as he walked in. "What is that DOG doing here?!"
"Professor Dumbledore said it was alright, Professor, and I don't really have any control over him," said Harry helplessly. Sirius growled at the pleased expressions on the seated students' faces.
"Don't need rules, now do you, Potter?" shouted one. McGonagall didn't do anything, and by her glare it appeared she had a huge dislike for the boy. Harry stared at the ground as she banished Sirius to wait outside the door while she taught. The dog unhappily complied and listened as the woman yelled at his godson again and again.
"Potter!" Sirius winced as it started again and the class laughed. "Pay attention and stop perusing ahead in the book! What was I just talking about, boy?"
"The dangers of trying the Animagus Revelo spell," came Harry's subdued voice. "You said basically that if the position is not done correctly the spell can react with possible remnants of other spells and - "
"Did I ask for elaboration? The first sentence was fine Mr. Potter, please cease bragging over all you know."
"But I wasn't!"
SLAM!
"Silence! Ten points from Gryffindor Potter, for your cheek and backtalk. Now apologize!" Sirius started. That was a new punishment, and it would get Harry into trouble. The boy was stubborn when he got upset and he could hear Harry's harsh breathing from the other side of the door.
"Apologize," McGonagall hissed; voice harsh and unyielding.
"I apologize for my cheek, Professor McGonagall," Harry said loudly.
"Better." She resumed her lecture.
The next fifteen minutes passed similarly before the bell rang and Sirius looked up in time to see someone shove Harry as he fled the Transfiguration room. The tiny boy flew into him heavily.
"Sorry Sirius," grunted Harry as he rose, but something slammed into the small of his back and Harry's neck whiplashed as his nose cracked! down hard on the stone floor. Darkness enveloped the boy and he embraced it.
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Sirius licked Harry's face anxiously. He whined and pawed the air as he began to panic again, but stilled as the boy stirred.
Harry's eyes opened in time to shut again as a tongue swiped down.
"Sirius? Wha - " He winced as he got up; his face HURT, and he could see blood on the floor. He glanced at his watch and paled: He was late for Potions.
Harry leapt up, horrified, and staggered as he ran, Sirius anxiously barking as he dashed along beside him.
Harry dodged into the classroom two minutes later, panting as his head spun and blood dripped onto his robes as the cut on his broken nose reopened.
Professor Severus Snape didn't bother to turn from the board as he heard Harry dash in. He heard snickers from behind him and sighed inwardly. Well, he had told Harry to get in trouble if he wanted to talk…
"You're late, Potter," he sneered with his back still turned. "Twenty points from Gryffindor and detention at eight tonight. My office. Now sit and copy down the notes you missed." He heard the thump of Harry's cauldron as the small boy complied and listened to the snickers increase. He also heard a snarl.
Whirling about, Snape's eyes widened as they fell on a large black dog with long, dripping fangs. The beast snarled at him as two small hands held it back.
"No, Sirius! Stop it!" Harry whispered fiercely, his eyes on the floor. "Bad dog!" Sirius stopped growling in shock and blinked at Harry. Bad dog?! He was the kid's godfather!
Snape's eyes had narrowed again.
"Potter, restrain that mutt! I will deal with your detention immediately after class instead of tonight." His eyes prowled the room. "What are you lot staring at? Get to work!" The students hastily turned away, though snickers erupted occasionally from the braver and more confident among them.
Severus turned back to the board to complete the list of ingredients. What did Harry want to talk about? Maybe his house had pulled another 'trick.' He snarled at the thought and the class jumped collectively and worked even faster.
Snape prowled the room for half the class before turning toward Harry's secluded corner. If he didn't yell at the youth in his classes people would be suspicious … he halted and lifted a ladleful of Potter's potion. Flawless, the mixture dripped and sloshed as he examined it.
"It'll do," he growled as if in anger. The dog seated on the floor bared his teeth. "Well?" Snape asked menacingly. "Aren't you going to say anything?" Harry still didn't look up.
"Thank you sir," he said softly to the table. Snape felt like sighing. Did the boy want him to yell?
"Gloating aren't we? Look at me when I'm speaking to you, Potter!" Harry shook his head wordlessly.
"I know why he won't listen, Professor," sneered a Fifth Year Slytherin girl from behind them.
"Yes, Michelle?" Snape purred, glaring nastily at Harry.
"He's a bloody wreck, and I think the beating affected his hearing." She smirked at the trembling boy and the class laughed, making Harry shrink back in his seat.
"What?!" Snape snatched Harry's arm and knelt before the boy so he could see up into the youth's eyes. "Oh Merlin," he hissed in shock. Harry's face was caked with blood; his nose was broken and bleeding sluggishly, as were his lips, which had apparently been torn scraping across the sharp edges of his cloak clasp. The child turned his face from Snape's concerned gaze.
"Class dismissed!" snapped the Professor, standing abruptly. He seized Harry as the boy turned to make good the offer. "Potter, you're staying with me. I have a few choice words about your disruptions," he snarled. The students laughed as they left hurriedly, but as soon as they were gone, Snape cast a Silencing Charm so no one would hear when he turned and touched Harry's nose worriedly.
"Who did this?" Harry shrugged a response uneasily and Severus grew irritated. "You know perfectly well who, Harry. Now tell me. You cannot keep letting them get away with this. You have been in the Hospital Wing ever since you arrived." The dog barked as though in surprise and Snape looked at it in a confused way. "What is with that mutt anyway?" Harry looked at Sirius and the dog shook his head at him.
"I'll tell you later," he murmured. "And this time I truly don't know. They attacked me from behind." He rubbed his back ruefully. "That's why I was late. I hit the floor too hard." Severus pondered for a moment before nodding.
"Alright, I believe you. Be more careful though and just ignore the ostracism. It'll die down eventually."
"Doubt it," said Harry bitterly. He turned and considered his dog for a moment. "Severus?" he asked suddenly, "Are you my friend?" He waited with baited breath.
"Of course," said the surprised Snape. "I've been your friend for years. Even now I am trusting you with my life. Why do you ask?" Harry looked shocked at the revelation before he blinked and returned to the subject.
"Well, there's someone else who's trusting me right now…"
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A/N: Duhn duhn duhn! Next Chapter: Snape Meets Sirius. Actually, I'll probably give it a different title, but I HAD to give you guys a hint as to what Harry's revealing!
I really am so sorry it took this long to update, but … I dunno. It's been hard to get around to. I promise to try and do better! This chapter is almost the last of what I wrote last year for this story, and I'm trying to think up ways to continue all of my stories. Hey, guess what? I got an invite to the Semi-Formal! Me! You know, horrible at Social-ness? Really though, I'll try to do better in the future; please keep reviewing!
