Author's comments: Hey everyone. Sorry for the wait. I was supposed to update last Thursday but Nanashi(my laptop) was giving me problems. Just to let yall know I'm updating every last Tuesday or Thursday of the month. Did anyone figure out the word scramble in the last chapter yet? Anyways OWTS.

Chapter 3: Today Was Not a Good Day

Today was not a good day- for anyone.

You see, after the defeat of Voldemort in Harry's 6th year, Severus Snape had become very protective of Harry. What started out as a friendship turned into a sort of father/son relationship. Whenever Harry was feeling lonely or troubled, he would talk to Severus. If Severus's memories of being a Death Eater overwhelmed him, he would go to Harry. So it was Hell and damnation to all who would upset one or the other. And in situations such as the one we have here, you should be literally pissing in your pants, which is exactly what Neville was doing at the moment. Draco on the other hand, was trying to crawl into the nearest whole in the wall.

In an eerily calm voice Snape began, "Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Longbottom, I do believe that Ms. Granger had asked you a question, a question which you have yet to answer."

Immediately the two men, steadily falling to the status of rats, tried to cover up their mess; only to make things worse on their part.

"Silence!" the command rang out like a gunshot through the halls. "I know exactly what you two scum sucking imbeciles were doing! Do you take me for a fool? Were it not for the fact that Harry would be displeased and it is illegal, you two pieces of filth would be under the worst Cruciatus curses you have ever had the misfortune to encounter. As for you Longbottom, I shall let Ms Granger and Mr. Weasley deal with you. Mr. Malfoy, you are mine."

Oh yes, today was not a good day.

(Back in the present time)

Harry awoke with a start. Maybe it was just a dream. Maybe Draco... But as reality likes to hit you hard in the face, Harry realized that it was no dream, no dream at all. It wasn't even a nightmare- no, it was much worse, it was real. The ache in Harry's chest could testify to that. Toady was not a good day.

Before deciding that it would be better to off himself, Harry got up the mental strength to get out of bed and go bathe. Even with the water filled with bubbles and at just the right temperature, Harry could not relax.

Maybe I deserved it. Maybe I knew it all along and just refused to acknowledge it. Maybe I was blind from the start. He had me wrapped in his spell for so long...Urgh! I can't even hate the bloody git! I still love you Draco Malfoy... But I can live without you.(sorry to interupt but this is Harry thinking, the stupid paragraph wouldn't italicize)

It was with that thought that Harry finally broke down.

Today was a very bad day.

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