Chapter 2- Saving Potter
Snape apparated outside the wards of his house. He walked swiftly into the main hall and called for his house elf, "Weezy!"
"Yes master? What can Weezy do for master?" Weezy asked.
"Weezy I need you to go fetch Headmaster Dumbledore and Madame Pomfrey. Bring them here immediately. Go, NOW!" Snape was almost frantic. His healing skills were adequate, but Harry needed more than adequate skills.
Snape strode throughout the manor barely payiing attention to where he was walking. His feet took him to the rooms adjoining his. He was worried to put it lightly. He was not worried so much for Harry, but for the fact that he did not want the Golden boy to die on him. "If you die on me Potter, everyone will blame me, and I will not have that. You have to live."
As he was laying Harry down, he noticed a substantial amount of blood on his hands. "What did they do to him?" Right after he laid him down, Madame Pomfrey and Dumbledore walked into the room with Weezy behind them.
Before any of them had a chance to say anything Snape barked out, "Weezy get all of my healing potion and salves." Weezy hurried off to comply.
"Severus, what happened here?" asked Albus as Poppy started to check over her patient.
"Take this conversation outside while I examine Mr Potter." Poppy directed.
After they walked out of the room, Snape sighed and started to explain, "I went to his house like you told me to Albus, I asked for the whereabouts of Potter and they claimed that there was no one there by that name. His uncle was enraged and slammed the door in my face. I was waiting until they had all gone to bed but then I heard something that I could not allow go on. His uncle was berrating him for contacting us, even though he hadn't, and I could hear a sound that was all too familiar to me."
"What was happening?" Dumbledore asked
"He was beating Potter. With a belt that had sharp metal and glass embedded in it." Snape recounted quietly. "I hurried in, stunned his uncle and carried him away. I apparated with him to the first place that came to mind, and then had Weezy fetch you."
"Thank you Severus, I had no idea this was going on, if I had, I would never have sent him back there. I have much to atone for with this young man, and I do not know how I will ever be able to do that." Albus said dejectedly.
"Sir, you should not have anything to atone for. He is the arrogant brat that wrecked your whole office." Snape stated.
"Ah Severus, after everything you have seen, do you still believe that Mr Potter is an arrogant brat?" Dumbledore asked.
"So maybe his uncle went a little overboard with his punishment, and I agree that no one deserves to be beaten to a bloody pulp, but that does not change the types of things he has done throughout the school year." Snape stated.
Dumbledore was about to say more, but Poppy walked out of the bedroom at that time. "He is stable. He has had many wounds, they have been healed but there are some that I could not heal. I gave him a potion for the infection. He will live, although I do not know what the state of his mind will be."
"What do you mean Poppy? What would be wrong with his mind?" asked Dumbledore worriedly.
"Well to start out with, he has many cuts and bruises, a broken arm and femur. Many of his cuts were infected, and he has the word Freak carved into his back. There is something else, but I think it is something that he should tell you instead of me." Poppy said quietly. "He should be sleeping for the rest of the night, I am going to go back in and you can resume your conversation now."
"What are we going to do with the boy now?" Snape asked. He was worried that he might get stuck with an emotionally distraught boy and he knew he just couldn't handle that.
"Well I can think of one real option Severus, you will have to keep Harry here." Albus was barely though this sentence before Snape exploded.
"KEEP HIM HERE?? Albus there is no way that I can keep him here, there is a reason that I never became a father. I can barely deal with children in school, I can not help an emotionally distraught boy. And what would happen when I was called?" Severus was almost frantic. When Dumbledore had an idea, there was almost no stopping him and he had that maddening twinkle in his eye.
Dumbledore sighed, "Severus you will no longer be able to continue your spying duties. I have found out from a reliable source that you have been found out. There is currently a price on your head. I am so sorry to be the one to bring this news to you, but I could not bear to lose you. You are like a son to me, and I know that you can help young Harry. Remember that he is not his father, he is but a child. A child with more than an adults burden to bear. Please, for me, help this child."
Snape knew that if Dumbledore was pleading with him that he could not refuse him. Then what Albus said hit him, he was no longer a spy and wait, "did he say that he thought of me as his son?" He had always thought of Dumbledore as some kind of father figure, but he never thought that the feeling would be reciprocated.
"Very well Albus, I will do as you ask. It is fortunate for me that no Death Eaters know of the existence of this house. It is more protected than Grimmauld place." With that said they walked back into the bedroom that Harry was in.
Snape apparated outside the wards of his house. He walked swiftly into the main hall and called for his house elf, "Weezy!"
"Yes master? What can Weezy do for master?" Weezy asked.
"Weezy I need you to go fetch Headmaster Dumbledore and Madame Pomfrey. Bring them here immediately. Go, NOW!" Snape was almost frantic. His healing skills were adequate, but Harry needed more than adequate skills.
Snape strode throughout the manor barely payiing attention to where he was walking. His feet took him to the rooms adjoining his. He was worried to put it lightly. He was not worried so much for Harry, but for the fact that he did not want the Golden boy to die on him. "If you die on me Potter, everyone will blame me, and I will not have that. You have to live."
As he was laying Harry down, he noticed a substantial amount of blood on his hands. "What did they do to him?" Right after he laid him down, Madame Pomfrey and Dumbledore walked into the room with Weezy behind them.
Before any of them had a chance to say anything Snape barked out, "Weezy get all of my healing potion and salves." Weezy hurried off to comply.
"Severus, what happened here?" asked Albus as Poppy started to check over her patient.
"Take this conversation outside while I examine Mr Potter." Poppy directed.
After they walked out of the room, Snape sighed and started to explain, "I went to his house like you told me to Albus, I asked for the whereabouts of Potter and they claimed that there was no one there by that name. His uncle was enraged and slammed the door in my face. I was waiting until they had all gone to bed but then I heard something that I could not allow go on. His uncle was berrating him for contacting us, even though he hadn't, and I could hear a sound that was all too familiar to me."
"What was happening?" Dumbledore asked
"He was beating Potter. With a belt that had sharp metal and glass embedded in it." Snape recounted quietly. "I hurried in, stunned his uncle and carried him away. I apparated with him to the first place that came to mind, and then had Weezy fetch you."
"Thank you Severus, I had no idea this was going on, if I had, I would never have sent him back there. I have much to atone for with this young man, and I do not know how I will ever be able to do that." Albus said dejectedly.
"Sir, you should not have anything to atone for. He is the arrogant brat that wrecked your whole office." Snape stated.
"Ah Severus, after everything you have seen, do you still believe that Mr Potter is an arrogant brat?" Dumbledore asked.
"So maybe his uncle went a little overboard with his punishment, and I agree that no one deserves to be beaten to a bloody pulp, but that does not change the types of things he has done throughout the school year." Snape stated.
Dumbledore was about to say more, but Poppy walked out of the bedroom at that time. "He is stable. He has had many wounds, they have been healed but there are some that I could not heal. I gave him a potion for the infection. He will live, although I do not know what the state of his mind will be."
"What do you mean Poppy? What would be wrong with his mind?" asked Dumbledore worriedly.
"Well to start out with, he has many cuts and bruises, a broken arm and femur. Many of his cuts were infected, and he has the word Freak carved into his back. There is something else, but I think it is something that he should tell you instead of me." Poppy said quietly. "He should be sleeping for the rest of the night, I am going to go back in and you can resume your conversation now."
"What are we going to do with the boy now?" Snape asked. He was worried that he might get stuck with an emotionally distraught boy and he knew he just couldn't handle that.
"Well I can think of one real option Severus, you will have to keep Harry here." Albus was barely though this sentence before Snape exploded.
"KEEP HIM HERE?? Albus there is no way that I can keep him here, there is a reason that I never became a father. I can barely deal with children in school, I can not help an emotionally distraught boy. And what would happen when I was called?" Severus was almost frantic. When Dumbledore had an idea, there was almost no stopping him and he had that maddening twinkle in his eye.
Dumbledore sighed, "Severus you will no longer be able to continue your spying duties. I have found out from a reliable source that you have been found out. There is currently a price on your head. I am so sorry to be the one to bring this news to you, but I could not bear to lose you. You are like a son to me, and I know that you can help young Harry. Remember that he is not his father, he is but a child. A child with more than an adults burden to bear. Please, for me, help this child."
Snape knew that if Dumbledore was pleading with him that he could not refuse him. Then what Albus said hit him, he was no longer a spy and wait, "did he say that he thought of me as his son?" He had always thought of Dumbledore as some kind of father figure, but he never thought that the feeling would be reciprocated.
"Very well Albus, I will do as you ask. It is fortunate for me that no Death Eaters know of the existence of this house. It is more protected than Grimmauld place." With that said they walked back into the bedroom that Harry was in.
