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Chapter 2.

Just as the train took off, Severus heard a knock on his door.

With a sigh, Severus uncrossed his legs and looked at the door. "Enter." His voice lacked the usual venom and curtness.

The door slid open to reveal a young man, with long dark hair. His eyes were the color of emerald. The boy moved to sit the opposite of Severus. He was in a dream-like state. He looked straight into Severus' onyx eyes and searched for something, which most-likely wasn't there. Love.

"What do you want, Potter?" Severus growled, still lost in the boy's emerald eyes.

Harry smiled innocently, his eyes still glazed over. "I love you Severus."

Severus was glad he was sitting down, as the boy revealed what little news he had. His jaw had dropped and he was left wondering it such a thing was true. "What?"

"I love you… with all my heart and soul."

"Potter, I'm in no mood for jokes. What have you come here for? Speak now or get out, you've interrupted my peace."

"Oh… Sev, I've come to confess my love for you. Please don't be angry. I don't want to see you angry, I love you." Harry said with much innocence.

Severus looked at the Harry as the boy moved over and sat next to him, snuggling up to him. Not realizing it, Severus put his arm around him. Something about the boy was strange. Severus could sense it in his aura.

Harry had collapsed next to the man, he was starting to drain some of Severus' energy, as the door slid open and Hermione Granger peeked in.

"What in the name of god is going on in here? Professor Snape, what's wrong with Harry?" She questioned rather suspiciously.

Severus looked at her with his usual 'death glare' and sneered, "What do you think is going on? Obviously Harry is sick and I'm the one he wanted to be by, now leave us in peace as I think up the cure to his obvious disease. I'm in no mood to have a know-it-all brat watching over me as I look over Harry."

'Since when has he been Harry? What the hell is going on, why am I so protective? DAMN IT. I have to owl Albus, it's the only way.' Severus watched Hermione retreat much to her dislike.

Hermione had gone back to the compartment where she and Ronald had been sitting since Harry had left. She cuddled up to him and refused to tell him what she'd just seen. It wasn't her place to say. She had still looked shocked as she entered their compartment.

Meanwhile, Severus had been trying to loosen Harry's grip on him so he could send an owl to Albus. Severus had already gotten the parchment and quill ready. Slipping away finally, Severus moved out into the corridor to grab an owl. Before that, he began to write.

Albus,

Harry Potter collapsed on the train, after saying some odd things. Please have a bed ready for him in the infirmary. Perhaps he's mentally unstable after all. An odd aura surrounds him; I'll have to check it out. I'll see you in Hogsmeade then?

Severus Snape.

He grabbed an owl and tied the letter to its foot. Walking back into his compartment, he opened the window, telling the owl to deliver the letter post-haste to Dumbledore.

Severus turned to find Harry curled up in a ball sobbing uncontrollably. The boy was saying something under his breath, and Severus knew it had to be something to do with him. Kneeling beside the boy, Severus caught the words and almost smiled.

"Oh Sevvy… what have I done to make you leave?"

"Calm down, Potter, I'm here. I haven't left you, yet. What in the world is wrong with you?" He looked the boy over, finding no injuries or signs of a curse.

"Oh, Severus I love you and I thought you had left me. Please don't leave me." He launched himself at Severus, who was now standing by the door.

"What in the name of Merlin…" Severus grunted as he fell over, bumping his head on the floor.

Severus pulled Harry to his feet and brought him to the seat in their compartment. Sitting down, Severus pulled Harry up onto the seat and sighed.

Harry snuggled up to Severus and passed out yet again, something old and magical was having its effects on them both, though Severus still hadn't found out what it was.

Soon enough, they arrived at the Hogsmeade station, where Albus, Minerva and Poppy were all waiting for him and Harry.

"Severus, how lovely it is to see you already." Albus grinned, the twinkle ever-so present in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, Albus. Now, do you know what's wrong with Potter or am I going to have to figure it out on my own? I seriously doubt that I'm going to have the time to baby-sit him everyday. After all, It is with me that he feels the safest."

"Severus, there's one reason for that. Would you like to discuss it now, or later?"

"When we get to Hogwarts. I'm afraid I don't like being stared at by intolerable brats. After all, I am holding their cherished Potter."

"Alright Severus, after you." Albus smiled, pointing to one of the carriages.

Each one of them climbed in after Severus. Harry was still in his arms and on his lap. The boy was lighter than Severus expected.

'Lord, this boy is light. What in the name of Merlin is going on with him? Please tell me this is only temporary.' Severus thought as he climbed out of the carriage and began walking towards the school.

Albus' office was the closest, so Severus carried the boy up to the gargoyle. Dumbledore said the password and everyone stepped onto the moving stairs.

As soon as they were in the office, Snape deposited the boy in a chair and sat in the other one. Instantly wishing he hadn't.

"Sev… Where are you?" Harry asked through tears.

"I'm right here, Harry." Severus growled, looking at Potter in disgust.

"Severus, you know it isn't his fault. There is some ancient magic affecting you both." Albus offered.

"What do you mean? As soon as I touch the brat, my energy starts to drain and he passes out."

"Precisely Severus, How have you been feeling lately?"

"Although I see no reason to tell you, I've been feeling tired and irritated. Perhaps you'd like to tell me what this has to do with anything?"

"It has everything to do with it. How else have you been feeling? Perhaps old and forgetful?"

"Albus, what are you talking about? Yes, I've been feeling that way, but you can expect that. I am getting older than I once was. Everyone is."

"Have you been thinking about Harry recently?"

"What? Albus, are you going to tell me what I have to do with Harry's illness?"

"Severus, answer the question. I'm not going to tell you anything until I'm absolutely sure what's going on."

"Yes, Albus, I have been thinking about the boy. Now explain yourself before I leave." Severus snapped, he wasn't in the mood to play Dumbledore's little games.

"Simple. You and Harry have a connection. You two will need to be bonded before you both die. Harry, being younger and not fully developed is being affected worse than you."

"Absolutely not. I refuse to be bonded to an insufferable, sniveling brat."

"Oh really?" Albus questioned, winking at him. "Look into your heart, Severus. What do you see?"

TBC.

Whatcha think so far? Am I doing alright? AHHH Review please, I'm afraid I need to know what you guys think Sevveh should say. Thanks. M.