Thanks to those who reviewed grins Yes, Harry is talking to someone. Snape, in fact, who is only listening because Dumbledore insists that having Harry unburden would be beneficial to Occlumency. Both protested vehemently at first, but as you can see from the first chapter, once you start ranting, you can't stop.

It is now precisely 1:53 am, and I'm sorry for any spelling mistakes I've made. I'm too tired to care. I wrote this after completely a five-page long German speech, and quite honestly, I couldn't give a damn about the typos. or the fact that this chapter is quite pathetic. I will attempt to edit it later.

Dumbledore only told you to listen. You don't have to pretend to be interested. I'm fine with you looking at the watch. And you certainly don't have the obligation to pry things out of me.

I don't even know why I'm being so calm about this. Hermione must've slipped me a calming draught tonight. Either that or a Babbling Potion.

Yes, I agree. She is clever. Mind you, it's a shock hearing you say that.

I'm sorry sir. You're right. We're not here to discuss your behaviour pattern.

I don't mean to sound insolent.

Alright. Let's begin. Another session of Potter's wonderful wallowings in self-pity. You should have one of Skeeter's quick-quote-quills. The book would sell better than Lockhart's. I'm not being arrogant, just bitterly observant of the Wizarding World's workings. At the slightest drop of a pin, the slightest clue to something other than their previous belief, they are willing to drop everything and adopt the current public opinion. It's quite ridiculous, because the 'current public opinion' is written by nothing more than less than talented witches with enough time on their hands to become an illegal animagus so they could spy on their innocent suspects.

I'm talking about Skeeter, of course. Who did you think I was talking about?

Yes, the same Skeeter who wrote that love article about me and Hermione.

Oh gods, I think she really did slip me a Babbling Potion for me to be talking calmly about this, of all things.

No, I do not think it amusing that you read it out loud in class. You would do well as my Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. The reason? It's obvious, isn't it? All of them so far, even Lupin, in an unconscious act that was out of his control and not his fault at all, have tried to kill me. Or at least make my life a living hell.

You knew about Quirrell. Oh Lockhart? Didn't Professor Dumbledore tell you? He tried to curse me so I wouldn't tell the world he was a hypocrite. Imagine that. There was Lupin. I won't go into that. Then there was Moody. And finally Umbridge, whom you provided with Veri - excuse me, False Veritaserum.

So you see, if Dumbledore had given you the position this year, it would have fit nicely into the pattern. A former potions professor who has intricate knowledge of poisons, absolutely hates my guts, would love nothing more than to make my life a living hell without actually breaking me so that by some charming mistake I can defeat Voldemort, hated my father and did not give me a chance to even talk before condemning me, and in general wishes to have me eliminated for good without contaminating his hands.

That about sum it up, Professor?

Thank you. That's the nicest thing anyone's said to me all year.

Well if nothing else, you can't deny the 'father' part. You've hated since before I had the chance to speak to you. You've made assumptions about me that are about as far-fetched as anything. And I'm going to let you know why. I acknowledge the fact that I'm selfish and petty when put into perspective with the world at large. But you know what? I quite honestly don't care.

Before you write that down as another one of my faults, ignorance and indifference, let me talk.

Please.

What were the first words you said to me?

Hmm, curious that you would not remember them, as they are engraved in my brain.

"Potter. Our new...celebrity"

You haven't had a single word with me before then. I would assume not even while I was a baby, as you detested James and probably would not have come near any offspring of his with a ten-foot pole.

But that was then, this is now. I grew up away from James Potter, and you knew that fully well. I grew up with my own personality, and thoughts - yes I do think, contrary to what you, sir, might believe. But you merely saw what you assumed to be a carbon-copy of James and immediately decided that I was not worth a single chance.

Now perhaps I'm being hypocritical here. Maybe you have some ulterior motive as to why exactly you were being a snar - I mean, acting the way you were. Maybe your motives are noble and for the greater good of the wizarding world. Maybe there exists some reason unknown to me between you and the Marauders that is the cause of your actions to me. Maybe. I don't know.

But pardon me if that is unclear an 11-year old boy who has never known Magic to even exists is suddenly thrown into a world full of things he has never dared to imagine because imagination does not sit well with his aunt and uncle.

Do you know what I dreamt of when I realised I was capable of parseltongue? That night? I dreamt of the motorcycle Hagrid used to take me from Godric's Hollow to Privet Drive. And do you know what the consequence of mentioning said dream to my Aunt and Uncle were?

I was yelled at while in the car, causing it to nearly crash because Uncle Vernon was more intent on setting me straight on the nonexistence of magic than the safety of his family, myself, and another Muggle.

What do you mean, surely I would've been told something? If I was told something, I might get the notion that magic is good! And we can't possibly have that happening, because then my aunt and uncle wouldn't be able to squash the magic out of me! And if they abandon their efforts at killing my magic, then they would have an abnormal freak in the family, and oh gasp, who horrible that would look to the neighbours!

You might find it amusing, professor, but I don't.

there. I realise that both characters are a little OOC... I've tried to explain it away with a ridiculous excuse, but... yeah sighs this is how I would imagine they would interact if Snape had been told explicitly by Dumbledore that he is not to comment on Harry's ranting and harry was given more or less free rein. it's a situation that will never happen shrug but hey Grins I love Harry/Snape non-slah mentor/help ish fics XD

Thanks for reading, and Please review!

Phire