A/N: Real Life has taken me out and beaten me. I'm sorry that I kept you
all waiting. Real Life was determined that I would not survive, but I
fought back and here I am! Sorry for the evil cliffy. I was really going
to post two days after that, but it didn't work out. Here's the next part,
not as long as the others, but I figured you deserved this after such a
long wait. Enjoy! ~Sylvia
that's nice I could stay here forever, or just a little while more weeee was what that that was really odd tom would have liked that bugger tom he left me here and malfoy's here and he doesn't know who I really am and wouldn't that be funny if he found out that I was the one who defeated voldemort when he was just a baby, or I was just a baby and then wouldn't he be afraid but then I am just a boy what can I do against the Dark Lord, the one who wants to kill me oh merlin he's back and he has me oh tom what do I do, I'm so young and weeee that was really different color and there he is again and he's going to use the unforgivable nice job tom protecting me he can't kill me so he'll just use this as a means of torture what did I do to deserve this absolutely nothing and this isn't fair I just want to be harry I can be harry at home but dumbledore won't let me go home and why weren't they there it's all their fault they probably forgot about me and it was probably all a plot and the room is spinning and it doesn't want to stop and I just want to die because I'm not worth anything anyway to anyone and I shouldn't be here when others have died and I miss tom and matthew and Nellie and Nellie would love that sound not sure what it is but ahh! What was that oh it's gone now and so's the colors but the noise won't stop and why won't it leave me alone I'm so young I just want to be alone like I always have been son? I'm not his son my parents are dead why did he call me son it sounds like he loves me does he really that could be my dad and I want my dad so I won't have to be alone cause I am alone right now
Tom looked down at Harry in the bed. "You're going to be alright, son. Just hang in there." He reached out and smoothed back the hair there. It was near midnight. Dumbledore had just left the infirmary, saying that Tom should go to bed, for nothing could be for sure until Harry had woken up. That they wouldn't know the damage until Harry had woken up. The damage.
Tom sighed and took one of Harry's ice-cold hands in his own. He rubbed at the skin in hopes of warming it up and stared down at the lines on Harry's face. How could one so young age so fast? It wasn't too noticeable, but it was there, lending a maturity that defied Harry's years. Tom reached out and traced one of them, smiling down at the boy who had become so special in so short of a time. Tom heard a door open and he looked up. It was Professor Snape. Tom nodded to the man and went back to Harry. Snape approached the bed and stared down at the boy who had been through so much.
"How are you?" He asked Tom. Tom shrugged, not looking at the other man there.
"Oh, I'm just fine, now that Harry has been tortured for just being near me." Snape looked up at the familiar words, wondering where he had heard them before. Tom sighed and stroked Harry's head again. "He was harmed for just being near me, Severus." Snape smirked a bit, remembering a memory of Harry's from an Occulmency session.
"Yes, the boy says the same thing. 'People have been hurt because they were near me.'" Snape said quietly. Tom glared up at the man.
"It wasn't his fault." He growled. Snape returned Tom's glare and stepped forward, putting all of his intimidation practices to work.
"Nor is it yours." He snarled. Tom's eyes widened before he dropped his stare. Snape looked down at the man, knowing that his message had come across rather well. Harry couldn't be helped if Tom was falling into guilt. Snape reached out and felt Harry's forehead. He pulled back his hand when he felt something sticky. He looked at the red on his hand. "Harry's scar." Snape said. Tom reached up and brushed away the hair blocking it from view. His eyes widened when he saw the bright red oozing around it. Snape thought that Harry was very lucky to be insensible at the moment, for he had a feeling that the scar would have been excruciating with the amount of blood coming from it. He turned and yelled for Poppy to come while Tom went to the fireplace to call Dumbledore and Matthew. Pomfrey bustled over and ordered everyone out of her way while she treated Harry. When the infirmary doors opened, they were surprised to see Draco Malfoy standing there instead of the headmaster. Snape went over and looked down at Draco. "What is it, Draco?" Draco's glazed eyes looked up at Snape and raised his left arm. Snape glanced at it and saw the angry red color that the skin had gained from the Mark.
"He's very angry." He said before collapsing. Snape caught him as he fell and carried him to a bed. He waved Pomfrey away and pulled out a potion from his robes.
"I've dealt with this before, Pomfrey. I know what I am doing." He snarled. Madame Pomfrey just nodded and turned her attention back to Harry. Snape tilted Draco's head back and helped the boy swallow painkillers and Dreamless Sleep. He had a feeling that Lucius wouldn't give his own son rest from the pain until the boy returned. He wondered how he would deal with a pain drunk Draco Malfoy. With that Mark, the experience of constant pain would be a common one with Draco.
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Severus was taking his turn sitting with Harry. Tom had been drugged by Madame Pomfrey and taken to bed by Matthew. He had been exhausted by the shock of seeing Harry so worn, so close to not coming back. Severus sighed as he looked the boy over. They would not know how damaged Harry was until the boy woke up, if he ever did wake up. There was nothing certain. Severus had had no sample of the potion to find out how concentrated Malfoy had made it, nor how often it was given, but from what Draco said, it had been very strong and often enough to allow Harry to experience severe withdrawal just an hour after it had been administered. None of the news sat well with Severus.
Severus knew exactly how powerful the Mind's Snare could be, and what it did to the wizard that had fallen victim to it. He knew all too well the power it could hold over a person who recovered from its use, and also how close it could bring a wizard to death. He pushed his own memories out of his mind and looked over at Harry. Was that a twitch? No. He returned to thinking about how the possibilities of what could happen to a young and talented wizard who had battled with the Mind's Snare. It was not doing his peace of mind any comfort. He stared at Potter and ordered him to wake up. Why did the Gryffindor never listen to direct orders? He stood with a slight snarl to nothing in particular and started pacing. He disliked pacing, and told himself so, but continued to do it anyway. He needed to do something!
He had readied all of the potions in his personal store, made his rooms available to Draco, who was sleeping peacefully on the other side of the room, and offered his services and knowledge to Dumbledore in order to defeat the new Dark Lord. The fact that Lucius Malfoy had been one of his best friends never entered into his mind. He had marked children, and attacked a child who had been innocent. All vows of being friends were now off. He would not allow Malfoy to get away with this. He whirled when he heard a noise coming from Potter's bed.
He pulled back the curtains and saw bright green eyes staring at him. He sighed briefly and came forward. The eyes widened in fear. Severus stopped and sighed. Hallucinogenic. He had forgotten. He took out his wand and petrified Potter. Snape talked softly, trying to calm the boy. When Harry started to shake, Snape pulled out the special potion that he had prepared for him. It was a mixture of Mind's Snare and a detoxifying agent. The nice thing about the two potions that had been mixed was that they did not react with each other.
Harry would have to be weaned from the Mind's Snare. Anything that would speed the process would send the boy into shock, possibly even kill him. Severus thought back to the man who had taught him about this mixture, the one lying in the bed directly behind him.
Voldemort had weaned Severus from the Mind's Snare when Lucius had addicted Severus to the hypnotic doses for fun. True, Voldemort had been neither gentle nor caring, but he had helped Severus. And Severus had been grateful enough to offer his potions knowledge and services to the Dark Lord in return. Now, he would have to do the same for Harry, although the treatment would be a little different. Snape broke himself out of his musings to see the boy eyeing the bottle with obvious greed in his eyes, although he was still shaking, having lost control of his muscles from the withdrawal he was now enduring.
"Potter, listen to me." Harry broke his bleary gaze from the bottle and looked at Severus in the face. "Good, you are still there." He came up to the bed and stared Harry down, trying to put on his most stern gaze he could muster. "I can help you. But it will not be easy to break your addiction. You will experience withdrawal, and it will only get worse as time goes on." Snape paused and brought his head down to Harry's level. "Do you think that you can do it?" He waited for Harry's answer.
Harry seemed to gather his thoughts for a minute before answering. When he did answer, Snape breathed a sigh of relief. "I know I can do it." He said in a whisper. The boy was going to be okay. Snape took one of his hands and squeezed it.
"Well done, Mr. Potter." He smiled at Harry. He uncorked the bottle and held it to Harry's lips. "Easy now." Severus reached out and steadied Harry's head while he helped the boy to drink some of the potion. He fought the lip of the bottle away from Harry's mouth and re-corked it. "That's enough, Mr. Potter." He lowered the boy to the mattress and slid the bottle into his pocket. "You can have another dose in six hours. Do not ask for it." Harry nodded his understanding and sighed as the Mind's Snare started its work on his system. "Better?"
"Yes, sir. What was that?" Harry asked. Snape poured a glass of water and held it to Harry's lips. Harry took a few small sips and nodded his thanks.
"A weakened form of Mind's Snare with a detoxifying agent. Do not worry, it is just enough to keep you coherent, not enough to push you over the edge. It steadies your nerves. The rest of the work you will have to do yourself, fighting against the cravings until they stop." Harry looked over at Tom. Snape followed his gaze. "Don't worry. I gave him a potion. He should be awake before you are in the morning." Harry looked confused.
"I'm not tired." Snape smirked at him. "What?"
"You will be." Severus told him, taking a seat next to the bed. "Before you are completely free from the Mind's Snare, you will lose a lot of weight, though what weight you have to lose I have no idea. You will be extremely weak for a few months. We'll just have to make sure that you are not threatened until you are back to one-hundred percent." Harry stared at him. This was going to be a nightmare. "Are you hungry?" At the mention of food, Harry scrunched up his face and groaned. "I take it that that was a no?" He asked, adjusting his robe around him.
"No food, anything but that." Harry pleaded. Snape shrugged. "How did you get me out?" He asked. "I tried to break out, but it exhausted me. I think I only broke down two or three wards before Malfoy started with the Mind's Snare."
"Draco." Snape answered. Harry looked mildly surprised. "He is over there right now," he said, pointing to Draco's bed, "feeling as though his arm is going to burn off." Harry nodded.
"Thank him for me, please. Until I can talk to him." Snape nodded. He understood what the boy was trying to say. He would make sure that the boys would get together soon. Against Dumbledore's wishes if need be. He could care less what the headmaster said about Harry being injured by the Slytherin. Snape highly doubted Draco had harmed Harry or would harm him now. Especially not in Severus's own quarters or the infirmary. Snape looked up to see the teenager's eyes closing. That was for the best. The more he slept the better his body would heal. And Harry Potter had a lot of healing to do. He only hoped that he would be able to help the boy as he healed.
Snape looked over at Draco and sighed. Two boys now that he had to take care of. When had he turned into a nanny? He went over to look at Draco after being sure that Potter was secure. He knew that sleep that Draco was having at the moment. The nightmares were sure to come. He reached out a hand and pushed his hair back. There was no way that he was going to allow Dumbledore to do to this boy what he had volunteered himself for. Draco was not going to be a spy.
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that's nice I could stay here forever, or just a little while more weeee was what that that was really odd tom would have liked that bugger tom he left me here and malfoy's here and he doesn't know who I really am and wouldn't that be funny if he found out that I was the one who defeated voldemort when he was just a baby, or I was just a baby and then wouldn't he be afraid but then I am just a boy what can I do against the Dark Lord, the one who wants to kill me oh merlin he's back and he has me oh tom what do I do, I'm so young and weeee that was really different color and there he is again and he's going to use the unforgivable nice job tom protecting me he can't kill me so he'll just use this as a means of torture what did I do to deserve this absolutely nothing and this isn't fair I just want to be harry I can be harry at home but dumbledore won't let me go home and why weren't they there it's all their fault they probably forgot about me and it was probably all a plot and the room is spinning and it doesn't want to stop and I just want to die because I'm not worth anything anyway to anyone and I shouldn't be here when others have died and I miss tom and matthew and Nellie and Nellie would love that sound not sure what it is but ahh! What was that oh it's gone now and so's the colors but the noise won't stop and why won't it leave me alone I'm so young I just want to be alone like I always have been son? I'm not his son my parents are dead why did he call me son it sounds like he loves me does he really that could be my dad and I want my dad so I won't have to be alone cause I am alone right now
Tom looked down at Harry in the bed. "You're going to be alright, son. Just hang in there." He reached out and smoothed back the hair there. It was near midnight. Dumbledore had just left the infirmary, saying that Tom should go to bed, for nothing could be for sure until Harry had woken up. That they wouldn't know the damage until Harry had woken up. The damage.
Tom sighed and took one of Harry's ice-cold hands in his own. He rubbed at the skin in hopes of warming it up and stared down at the lines on Harry's face. How could one so young age so fast? It wasn't too noticeable, but it was there, lending a maturity that defied Harry's years. Tom reached out and traced one of them, smiling down at the boy who had become so special in so short of a time. Tom heard a door open and he looked up. It was Professor Snape. Tom nodded to the man and went back to Harry. Snape approached the bed and stared down at the boy who had been through so much.
"How are you?" He asked Tom. Tom shrugged, not looking at the other man there.
"Oh, I'm just fine, now that Harry has been tortured for just being near me." Snape looked up at the familiar words, wondering where he had heard them before. Tom sighed and stroked Harry's head again. "He was harmed for just being near me, Severus." Snape smirked a bit, remembering a memory of Harry's from an Occulmency session.
"Yes, the boy says the same thing. 'People have been hurt because they were near me.'" Snape said quietly. Tom glared up at the man.
"It wasn't his fault." He growled. Snape returned Tom's glare and stepped forward, putting all of his intimidation practices to work.
"Nor is it yours." He snarled. Tom's eyes widened before he dropped his stare. Snape looked down at the man, knowing that his message had come across rather well. Harry couldn't be helped if Tom was falling into guilt. Snape reached out and felt Harry's forehead. He pulled back his hand when he felt something sticky. He looked at the red on his hand. "Harry's scar." Snape said. Tom reached up and brushed away the hair blocking it from view. His eyes widened when he saw the bright red oozing around it. Snape thought that Harry was very lucky to be insensible at the moment, for he had a feeling that the scar would have been excruciating with the amount of blood coming from it. He turned and yelled for Poppy to come while Tom went to the fireplace to call Dumbledore and Matthew. Pomfrey bustled over and ordered everyone out of her way while she treated Harry. When the infirmary doors opened, they were surprised to see Draco Malfoy standing there instead of the headmaster. Snape went over and looked down at Draco. "What is it, Draco?" Draco's glazed eyes looked up at Snape and raised his left arm. Snape glanced at it and saw the angry red color that the skin had gained from the Mark.
"He's very angry." He said before collapsing. Snape caught him as he fell and carried him to a bed. He waved Pomfrey away and pulled out a potion from his robes.
"I've dealt with this before, Pomfrey. I know what I am doing." He snarled. Madame Pomfrey just nodded and turned her attention back to Harry. Snape tilted Draco's head back and helped the boy swallow painkillers and Dreamless Sleep. He had a feeling that Lucius wouldn't give his own son rest from the pain until the boy returned. He wondered how he would deal with a pain drunk Draco Malfoy. With that Mark, the experience of constant pain would be a common one with Draco.
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Severus was taking his turn sitting with Harry. Tom had been drugged by Madame Pomfrey and taken to bed by Matthew. He had been exhausted by the shock of seeing Harry so worn, so close to not coming back. Severus sighed as he looked the boy over. They would not know how damaged Harry was until the boy woke up, if he ever did wake up. There was nothing certain. Severus had had no sample of the potion to find out how concentrated Malfoy had made it, nor how often it was given, but from what Draco said, it had been very strong and often enough to allow Harry to experience severe withdrawal just an hour after it had been administered. None of the news sat well with Severus.
Severus knew exactly how powerful the Mind's Snare could be, and what it did to the wizard that had fallen victim to it. He knew all too well the power it could hold over a person who recovered from its use, and also how close it could bring a wizard to death. He pushed his own memories out of his mind and looked over at Harry. Was that a twitch? No. He returned to thinking about how the possibilities of what could happen to a young and talented wizard who had battled with the Mind's Snare. It was not doing his peace of mind any comfort. He stared at Potter and ordered him to wake up. Why did the Gryffindor never listen to direct orders? He stood with a slight snarl to nothing in particular and started pacing. He disliked pacing, and told himself so, but continued to do it anyway. He needed to do something!
He had readied all of the potions in his personal store, made his rooms available to Draco, who was sleeping peacefully on the other side of the room, and offered his services and knowledge to Dumbledore in order to defeat the new Dark Lord. The fact that Lucius Malfoy had been one of his best friends never entered into his mind. He had marked children, and attacked a child who had been innocent. All vows of being friends were now off. He would not allow Malfoy to get away with this. He whirled when he heard a noise coming from Potter's bed.
He pulled back the curtains and saw bright green eyes staring at him. He sighed briefly and came forward. The eyes widened in fear. Severus stopped and sighed. Hallucinogenic. He had forgotten. He took out his wand and petrified Potter. Snape talked softly, trying to calm the boy. When Harry started to shake, Snape pulled out the special potion that he had prepared for him. It was a mixture of Mind's Snare and a detoxifying agent. The nice thing about the two potions that had been mixed was that they did not react with each other.
Harry would have to be weaned from the Mind's Snare. Anything that would speed the process would send the boy into shock, possibly even kill him. Severus thought back to the man who had taught him about this mixture, the one lying in the bed directly behind him.
Voldemort had weaned Severus from the Mind's Snare when Lucius had addicted Severus to the hypnotic doses for fun. True, Voldemort had been neither gentle nor caring, but he had helped Severus. And Severus had been grateful enough to offer his potions knowledge and services to the Dark Lord in return. Now, he would have to do the same for Harry, although the treatment would be a little different. Snape broke himself out of his musings to see the boy eyeing the bottle with obvious greed in his eyes, although he was still shaking, having lost control of his muscles from the withdrawal he was now enduring.
"Potter, listen to me." Harry broke his bleary gaze from the bottle and looked at Severus in the face. "Good, you are still there." He came up to the bed and stared Harry down, trying to put on his most stern gaze he could muster. "I can help you. But it will not be easy to break your addiction. You will experience withdrawal, and it will only get worse as time goes on." Snape paused and brought his head down to Harry's level. "Do you think that you can do it?" He waited for Harry's answer.
Harry seemed to gather his thoughts for a minute before answering. When he did answer, Snape breathed a sigh of relief. "I know I can do it." He said in a whisper. The boy was going to be okay. Snape took one of his hands and squeezed it.
"Well done, Mr. Potter." He smiled at Harry. He uncorked the bottle and held it to Harry's lips. "Easy now." Severus reached out and steadied Harry's head while he helped the boy to drink some of the potion. He fought the lip of the bottle away from Harry's mouth and re-corked it. "That's enough, Mr. Potter." He lowered the boy to the mattress and slid the bottle into his pocket. "You can have another dose in six hours. Do not ask for it." Harry nodded his understanding and sighed as the Mind's Snare started its work on his system. "Better?"
"Yes, sir. What was that?" Harry asked. Snape poured a glass of water and held it to Harry's lips. Harry took a few small sips and nodded his thanks.
"A weakened form of Mind's Snare with a detoxifying agent. Do not worry, it is just enough to keep you coherent, not enough to push you over the edge. It steadies your nerves. The rest of the work you will have to do yourself, fighting against the cravings until they stop." Harry looked over at Tom. Snape followed his gaze. "Don't worry. I gave him a potion. He should be awake before you are in the morning." Harry looked confused.
"I'm not tired." Snape smirked at him. "What?"
"You will be." Severus told him, taking a seat next to the bed. "Before you are completely free from the Mind's Snare, you will lose a lot of weight, though what weight you have to lose I have no idea. You will be extremely weak for a few months. We'll just have to make sure that you are not threatened until you are back to one-hundred percent." Harry stared at him. This was going to be a nightmare. "Are you hungry?" At the mention of food, Harry scrunched up his face and groaned. "I take it that that was a no?" He asked, adjusting his robe around him.
"No food, anything but that." Harry pleaded. Snape shrugged. "How did you get me out?" He asked. "I tried to break out, but it exhausted me. I think I only broke down two or three wards before Malfoy started with the Mind's Snare."
"Draco." Snape answered. Harry looked mildly surprised. "He is over there right now," he said, pointing to Draco's bed, "feeling as though his arm is going to burn off." Harry nodded.
"Thank him for me, please. Until I can talk to him." Snape nodded. He understood what the boy was trying to say. He would make sure that the boys would get together soon. Against Dumbledore's wishes if need be. He could care less what the headmaster said about Harry being injured by the Slytherin. Snape highly doubted Draco had harmed Harry or would harm him now. Especially not in Severus's own quarters or the infirmary. Snape looked up to see the teenager's eyes closing. That was for the best. The more he slept the better his body would heal. And Harry Potter had a lot of healing to do. He only hoped that he would be able to help the boy as he healed.
Snape looked over at Draco and sighed. Two boys now that he had to take care of. When had he turned into a nanny? He went over to look at Draco after being sure that Potter was secure. He knew that sleep that Draco was having at the moment. The nightmares were sure to come. He reached out a hand and pushed his hair back. There was no way that he was going to allow Dumbledore to do to this boy what he had volunteered himself for. Draco was not going to be a spy.
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TristaT: Sorry Trista. See the author's note for explanation. Some authors (they know who they are) haven't updated in months. Next update should be in a week or so. Thanks for reviewing!
Susieq: How about one out of two? The other one is giving me some problems. The characters aren't cooperating. Both should be updated within the next week or so. Thanks for reviewing!
Bianca: Thank you for the compliment. This story has maybe another ten chapters coming. I'm not exactly sure. It has taken on a life of it's own.
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Trallgorda: Sis, a little example would help. Tell me where I am messing up. Thanks for reviewing.
Enahma: Thanks. Your reaction is usual. The potion that Harry used to get away was a derivative of the Polyjuice, when a wizard needs something quick and doesn't have the required month. I thought I explained that. I will look over it and see if it is unclear. Thanks for the review.
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