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Finding the Truth
Chapter Three: Field Trip
By: M Malfoy
Harry,
Be prepared for you escort in one weeks time. He should be coming in the morning, but I'm not positive as to what time. Please try to get along with him, and don't forget CONSTANT VIGILANCE!
Albus Dumbledore
Order of Merlin First Class, Headmaster of Hogwarts, etc.
PS I do believe you have a title after your name. But I'm not sure if you have an Order of Merlin.
That letter had arrived six days ago and Harry was still trying to decipher who could be his chaperon on his little field trip. Luckily he would not have to wait much longer. Harry went on his run around the park again like he been doing every day in the past week, then when he came in he did his sit-ups and push-ups.
The next day arrived too soon for Harry's taste. He had a nightmare about Sirius last night. Sirius had said that it was all his fault, and Harry believed the Sirius in his dream, it was all his fault.
At nine o'clock the door bell rang, Aunt Petunia opened the door and was surprised to see one of her sister's friends. She let him in, then he asked, "Where is Harry? I am here to collect him, so we can take a short trip."
"Upstairs in his room. Follow me and I can take you up there." Petunia took Severus up to Harry's room. Severus was surprised to see the locks on Harry's bedroom door, he kept his mask up so that Petunia would not notice his surprise. "He's in there. I suggest you have him home before dinner so that Vernon doesn't get upset."
"Thank you." Severus walked in through the door and saw Harry sitting in the little bedroom on his bed in Dudley's large clothing. "May I ask inquire as to why you are wearing those rags?"
"They are the only muggle clothing I own. My uncle never thought I was human enough to have my own clothes, these are Dudley's old things."
"Oh, I always expected that you were spoiled at home."
"Well, I suppose that since you came in the front door that you saw the locks on my bedroom or should I say Dudley's second bedroom, and since I am wearing these ugly rags that you can now assume that I was not a spoiled child."
"Yes, and I'm sorry that I always assumed that you were spoiled, I should not have judged you based on James."
"Why are you being so nice to me? And why are you calling my father James, I thought you hated one another."
"I'm being nice to you because I always should have been nice to you, I was just so wrapped up in my spying role that I never gave you a chance. And I called your father James because we only pretended to hate one another at school, we were best friends, but we could never let my parents find out or I would have been dead. So are you ready to go?"
"Yes sir."
"Don't call me sir, we aren't at school, so I will allow you to call me Severus. Plus it would look awkward if you were calling me sir or professor when we are out today. Now we are going to take polyjuice potion to change our appearances today. We both are noticeable in a crowd."
"Yuck, does it have to taste this bad?" Harry asked after he took the potion.
"Yes, if you flavor it, it loses it's potency. Now your clothes are too small, do you mind if I transfigure you something nicer?"
"Go ahead, I don't want to wear these rags out in public."
"Good, because I don't want to be seen with you in those rags. Now I do believe that Dumbledore got us hairs from a father-son pair so do not seem upset if a sales person calls me your father."
"Did you get my money?"
"Yes, I did Harry. But I will be in control of your money, I don't want you to spend it all at once."
"That's fine sir, where are we going first?"
"I think we should go for your clothing first, that way we do not have to worry about lugging the equipment around."
The pair was now heading to the local clothing store in Snape's mustang. "What kind of clothing do you need?"
"Everything."
"This is going to be a long day," Snape muttered.
"Yes it is," Harry agreed, "It would have been so much easier if the Dursley's actually acknowledged me growing up."
"What do you mean if they acknowledged you? Petunia seemed watered down today."
"They ignored me as much as possible. They shut me in the cupboard under the stairs if I did anything magical or freakish as they like to say. How did you know my aunts name?"
"Your mother was my friend, not that I would ever say that publicly because if I did so then my father would be beat me. I visited her during the summer when ever my parents were out of town. Petunia was never a friendly a person, I think she was even worse when Lily was growing up, she was so jealous of Lily."
"If you were friends with both of my parents then why do you hate me?"
"I don't hate you Harry. I pretended to so Voldemort would not be suspicious of me."
"But, every one thought he was gone, why didn't you?"
"Because I knew that once Voldemort was gone that so would this disgusting mark. Also, in your first year, when ever Quirrel was around my mark would burn, so I knew he was somehow connected to Voldemort."
"Will you help me find clothes that fit and I look good in? I've never been shopping before so I don't know what to look for."
"I don't know how much help I will be, I haven't been clothing shopping since your mother dragged me out a couple of months before the old snake murdered her."
"Well, you have more experience then I do."
At the store Harry ended up buying five polo shirts, three pairs of jean pants, two pairs of khaki pants, five pairs of shorts, three button up shirts, seven t-shirts, six long sleeve t-shirts, twelve pairs of boxers, three packs of socks, a pair of trainers, and two pairs of dress shoes, one pair brown and the pair black.
"I think we've bought you enough clothing for now," Severus said, "I doubt you'll need any more clothes until after the school year."
"I hope not, this is not as fun as I thought it would be."
"Only females tend to enjoy shopping for clothes. Now let us move onto the exercise equipment. You need to get some free weights, a treadmill, and a couple machines to build up your arm and leg muscles."
After buying all the equipment that Harry needed, Severus took Harry back to the Dursley's, and expanded his room so that everything would fit in there. Severus also asked Harry if he would like a different wall color, a bigger bed, or any other thing option. Harry took him up on all his options.
"Harry, I have to go, Voldemort is calling. Do try to practice your occumency."
"Do you have to go to Voldemort, one day you are going to end up dead."
"I'm quitting tonight, but I have to go before I must suffer the consequences of being late; you and I both know that is not pleasant."
