Disclaimer – I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters or plots. I only own what comes out of my head.

Pairing – Harry/Severus

Spoilers – HBP

Italics – thoughts Underlined - Parsletongue Another Snape Courts Harry Fic

Harry's POV Chapter 2

Harry was woken up by Ron shouting his name early the next morning.

"Harry, Harry, HARRY!" Ron finally managed to wake him, "You were crying out again mate. You ok?" he asked quietly.

"Yeah Ron just a nightmare nothing to worry about. I'm sorry I woke you I guess I forgot to put up the silencing charm," Harry replied embarrassed.

"No. You didn't. I took it down. Do you know how hard that was? Merlin you have strong silencing charms. We'll never have to worry about hearing you like we do Seamus and Dean sometimes. Besides you promised not to use them anymore. After what happened at the beginning of term… you really scared us Harry," Ron scolded him, eerily reminiscent of Molly Weasley.

"I know and I'm sorry for that as well. Go back to bed Ron. I'll see you in the morning," said Harry.

"'K, night," Ron replied climbing back into his own bed and drawing the curtains.

Harry layback down and wandlessly re-cast the silencing spell. Then he allowed the tears he had been fighting fall. It hadn't just been a nightmare. Voldemort had been torturing a muggle family. He could still hear the children screaming and their parents trying to safe them. Shuddering Harry tried to clear his mind. All his muscles ached with the Cruciatus curse. Sleep did not come easily after that.

A few hours later the Boy Who Lived awoke from the light dose that had taken him an hour ago. He went into the boys bathroom, locked the door and took off the concealment charm on his face. The bags under his eyes became more prominent, a testament to all of Voldemort's late night torture sessions. Re-applying the charm, Harry brushed his teeth and then took a shower before going to wake Ron.

Harry had to summon a bucket of cold water and tip it over Ron before he finally woke up, spluttering. Cursing Harry he shuffled into the bathroom leaving the rest of the dorm and one messy-haired Gryffindor on the floor laughing. Fifteen minutes later he came out, awake and ready to get his revenge on Harry, tackling him to the ground and tickling him until he begged for mercy. Being the youngest of six boys Ron was an adept tickler. His revenge being finished he helped Harry up and they went down the stairs to meet Hermione for breakfast.