Author Notes:

To Rana An Shanaan: to explain it all with character death is way too easy, and my stupid brain (looks over at her hammer) gives me nothing but complicated things. What happened to Harry is a chapter story in itself.

To Busaikko: Pain coming (grins) Welcome aboard.

To Jill: (smiles happily at the thought of making a fav. List)

To Empath: Thanks for reviewing! Reviews make me feel loved.

To Shea: (holds head in shame) I'm sorry, you're the second person I've confused. I'm trying to be as unconfusing as possible. It was Molly coming to get them to take them to Dumbledore's office. Sorry I confused you.

To Occasus: Thanks for the review! When I get tons of reviews I shock my teachers by singing and skipping to class

Disclaimer: I own an antique, not a super cool new computer with the best graphics card ever! So, obviously, I don't own the Harry Potter series or I'd have what I want.

Chapter 13

He dramatically threw open the door silencing the class with his 'not-a-word' glare. "Raise…your hands…when…I…call your…names", he told the first year class in his weak, raspy voice, breaking the image he'd created a second ago instantly.

"Vanessa…Vance?" he asked looking up to see a girl with ebony black hair, and silvery blue eyes, raise her hand amongst her clearly chattering classmates.

"…Silence", he tried to loudly snap, but the feeble sounding attempt didn't faze any of them, and only added to their impression of him as a pushover.

"I…said…SILENCE!" he tried to yell, but they continued on as if he weren't the legendary all feared potions master that their housemates had told horror stories about," fifty points…from both…houses", none paid any attention as none could hear him.

After both Gryffindor and Hufflepuff had lost 200 points each, and every single first year house member, save two, had been given detention for a month and 3 weeks, he gave up and left. Professor Mcgonagal opened her door, immediently causing the sixth years to freeze in horror.

"Yes, Professor Snape!" she shouted making her students flinch.

"…Help"

"Silence! Everyone back to their desks now, or all of you will receive detentions for the next month!"

"They…already…have…them"

"Anything else I should know!"

"They'll…be very…upset… at lunch"

"How upset!"

"Two…hundred points…worth"

Those who heard gasped in shock and told the others. Everyone was very still, none dared move, and he knew that Professor McGonagal wouldn't have to come back.

Walking past Potter's bed, he sat down beside Remus," I…hate…teaching"

Two days later after teaching morons

"What…are you…doing?"

Potter shuddered, his face frightened, as he clutched Remus's chest tighter.

"Get off…of him…Potter!", 'before you hurt him again', his mind finished. Potter jumped off like a frightened rabbit. He took a step foreword, and Potter fled to his bed, faster than any rabbit. Pulling the covers up and over his head, he shuddered under them. His anger subsided a bit to be replaced by curiosity. What on Earth had happened?

The last he'd seen of him, Potter had been an emotionless shell, but now he was being a very emotional frightened animal. What was wrong with him? He thought as he sat beside Remus watching the boy peep his head hurriedly out, and upon seeing him, hurriedly bring it back under. Finally after 5 minutes of Potter's shuddering, and checking, he couldn't take it anymore," What…the hell…is wrong…with you!"

Getting nothing but sobs in return, he sat guiltily. He shouldn't care! The brat hurt Remus! It's his fault I have to teach! "Maybe it's not his fault. Don't you re-", came the reasonable voice. "No! I don't remember! "You did that when you were his age. Someone so young can't control it and-" "It's not his fault." He thought and the rest of his anger washed away. He looked at the lump under the covers sadly and guiltily. Wake up soon Remus. You're needed.