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Chapter 4

Severus cursed the Headmaster once again as he walked down Private Drive.

'Why in the world did Albus have to send me? Why not Lupin? He, at least, liked the child.'

Yes, Severus Snape was angry. It was bad enough he had to go pretend to be a muggle, but baby-sit a spoiled brat? And Potter nonetheless.

He scowled to himself as he rang the bell of Number Four.

Severus almost gagged as a whale of a boy answered the door. He guessed the boy to be about Potters age.

'That must be his cousin. Now I remember why I despise muggles'

"Mister Dursley?" He asked aloud.

"Yes sir. Come in. My I take your coat?" The whale replied, or more like, grunted.

Severus regretfully took off his coat, revealing muggle suet. Black, of course. He glanced around the hallway.

'Odd. Its almost like Potter doesn't even live here.'

"Mister…"

Severus turned to see a large man, whom he suspected was Potters Uncle.

"Snape."

"Mister Snape. Welcome. Please, won't you come sit down? Petunia is just finishing up dinner now (in truth dinner was done, Harry having just finished it)."

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Harry was up in his room when the Order member arrived. He tried to convince himself he didn't care who it was the old man had sent. But, his curiosity got the better of him. So he quietly made his way to the top of the stairs. Shocked, he saw the face of his favorite Potions Master.

Severus had begun to follow the beefy man into the sitting room, when he heard a small voice.

"Professor?"

Severus turned to see Harry at the top of the stairs. He looked awful. His skin was too pale, his eyes dull and masked. He looked as if he hadn't slept in days, eaten in weeks. He definitely did not look of a boy about to turn sixteen. He was barley the size of a fourteen year old.

"Boy!" His uncle yelled. Making Harry visibly flinch. "You were told to stay in your room. Are you deaf? Now go!"

Harry quietly returned to his room. Though questions where screaming inside his head.

'Why in the world had Dumbledore sent Snape? Snape! Of all people, I mean really. The man hates me.'

Harry sighed. He knew it was not worth trying to get answers out of his crazy headmaster. Instead he decided he would try to sleep.

"Night Hedwig."

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Severus had a bad feeling. This was not good. Potter was supposed to be spoiled. Treated like a prince. No, it was not supposed to be this way. He turned his attention back to the rambling man before him.

"Oh, I'm terribly sorry sir! That is our dreadful nephew. He's a troublemaker that one. Goes to St. Brutus's Secure Center for Incurably Criminal Boys. We let him stay here during the summers out of the good of our hearts."

"That's so kind of you."

'I mean, never mind the fact that he's you nephew!' Severus thought.

"Yes, isn't it. Now Dudders here is a fine…"

Severus stopped listening to the annoying man ramble on about the whale he calls his son.

'Potter. You have a lot of explaining to do!'

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