Harry couldn't believe he saved the professor's life, but he barely knew the him. He decided that changed things around as he didn't want anything to happen to this one. Harry needed to do something to help the man and thought to start with the basic. He looked at the man with full attention.

"Have you eaten or drank anything recently?"

Severus shook his head, but he didn't understand what was all happening. Harry could read his face now and realized that saving the professor left questionable situation. He needed to find a way to show that his professor didn't need to give up.

"Do you have a kitchen in your quarter?" Severus nodded, "Can you lead me to your quarter?"

The professor waited for a moment as he didn't expect this. He stared at Potter and Harry didn't bother rushing him. He waited for a confirmation to be shown or not. He thought about a few things in case he couldn't access into the quarter.

"I supposed?" Severus wasn't confident, which was cleared to see.

Harry nodded and gently smiled at him. He stood by the man's side and ready to walk to the quarter. Severus got himself off the chair and finding himself trying to figure things out. He didn't understand what Potter was trying to do. What the intentions were and the importance of it. Part of him left in disbelief to be still alive and saved by Potter. A student that didn't care for him. But now, he saw that Potter does care. Nothing made sense to the professor as he was trying to make to end his life. He was trying to forget trying to live. Instead, one student is trying to keep him living and going. To get him to continue further and comforting him.

Severus didn't see the point of serving his life longer than necessary and lost in his thoughts for an answer about Potter. He couldn't comprehend anything. He kept walking the familiar path without a second thoughts and Potter followed him through the hallway to the quarter. He muttered the password to his portrait and the door swings open.

Harry made sure the professor entered into the room and followed in behind him. He didn't know what to expect within the quarter. When entering the room, he saw the place was a mess. Paperwork were everywhere, spilled potion work, forgotten food and drink, clothes randomly on the floor and chair. This showed more to Harry about the professor's lifestyle and understood where it might have started. Harry guided the man to the table and seated him down.

Harry turned over to the kitchen and searched for what he could find. He found a few things and went into the muggle style in the kitchen. He barely used any magic involved, but it wasn't anything unfamiliar to do. It didn't take him long and he turned to the professor with two cups of hot tea and sets them down on the table. He grabbed a plate of simple sandwiches and placed it between them. Harry sat down next to the man and looked at him.

"Eat, Professor, surely you're hungry." Harry smiled at him.

Severus looked at him, "Why?"

Harry's heart ached to hear that and saw that the man wasn't trying. He didn't know what else to say. Instead, he picked up the man's hands and placed the sandwich into the hands.

"Trust me, eat your food." He kept smiling.

Harry picked up his own sandwich and showed the man what he was doing. He took a bite out of his sandwich and chewed the food. Severus saw him eating with no worries or fear behind it. Harry nodded to encourage the man in front of him to eat as well.

The professor leaned in and took a bite out of the sandwich. He didn't know what would happen if he didn't. He kept eating as he saw Harry smiled at him, but he still didn't view the importance to do. He was so used to eating like nothing else. All alone. But, something about this time was different and he never had anyone to eat with. The great hall dining did not exactly count because others wouldn't be attentive as Harry would be now. The headmaster would be focused on the other professors, so he had no one to check to see if he was eating or providing a sense of company. He kept eating more over time and wondered why food was necessary.

Harry took a sip of the hot tea and figured he could stay to watch the professor. He wasn't sure if it was necessary to get someone involved. He had to do something and keep the professor alive. The side he was seeing of Severus is vulnerable. Severus did eventually pick up the cup of tea and sipped a few here and there. The Gryffindor was glad he was drinking something and keeping himself full. Harry stood up and picked up a few things. Severus watched him picking up things on the table and eyed him curiously.

"What are you doing?" The man softly spoke.

Harry looked at him, "Organizing. You haven't had a nice space in a while, have you?"

The dark eyes looked away in shame and Harry realized that was a wrong approach to do. He hummed gently.

"It's okay, we all have messy space. You just drink your tea. I've got this." He smiled.

Severus glanced and saw Harry took the time to organize the paperwork without any issue. He took his cup of tea and sipped it in between. Harry managed to make the dining table much cleaner than usual. Harry didn't just stay at the table, but moved to the counter within the kitchen section and clears up the mess by hands. He did things by habits he grew up and took the quietness as a good thing.

Severus watched him doing everything without magic and seeing the mess becomes much smaller over time. He relaxed a little over time.

"How did you do all these cleaning work?" Severus softly spoke.

Harry placed the last cup into the cupboard and turned to Severus with his full attention, "I do cleaning chores regularly growing up. Second nature to me, I guess." He shrugged, "I don't mind."

The professor lightly nodded, "I see."

He looked at him, "You've been stressed out and busy, haven't you, Snape?"

Severus nodded and appreciated that Harry saw that from him. Not judging him or expecting perfection of his life.

"When the last time you showered?"

Severus glanced away and Harry realized that no one was looking after him. No one noticed something was wrong until he entered into the room. He walked up to the man and gently rested his hand on the man's shoulder.

"Let's get your shower in. While you do that, I will make your place much nicer and easier to sleep in. Would you like that, Snape?"

The man nodded as his fear of being judged faded away and Harry guided the professor to the bathroom. He helped him to set the shower up and running for him. He made sure to keep things simple as possible.

"Will you alright alone, Snape?" Harry looked at him concerningly.

Severus nodded and Harry left him alone in the bathroom. He kept his words on cleaning up the quarter and making things easier for the professor. He could see there was a lot to do for this man and he needed to make a way to simplify the lifestyle. It was revealing what kind of a person Severus Snape is. Harry found books that the man would have, clothes that are causal and how the quality materials are. The notes for students about improving specific area on or challenges for them to have. The kind of food that the man eats are tasteful.

Harry realized the professor is human like anyone else and he felt bad all years he treated and accused the man. He saw a brilliant man who happened to live a stressful and busy life. A man who didn't have anyone taking care of him. He knew something needed to change and that meant to be consistence of checking in and routines.

The last thing Harry did is fixing up the bed nicely enough to be ready to settle in. He sent the note to his friends that he is safe and will not be in the dormitory tonight. He has something to do and promises to see them in the morning.

The bathroom door opened with the professor in fresh night gown and slippers on. Harry turned to see him and happy to know he is all cleaned up.

"How's the shower?"

Severus noticed the place much cleaner, "…decent. You…you-you cleaned my quarter." He amazed how nice the place looked as he looked around.

Harry nodded, "You needed it and I got your bed ready. You haven't slept well lately, I see. You should sleep much easier tonight."

Severus headed over to the bed and recognizing the comforts of his bed. He sat down and looked at Harry confusingly.

"What do you want from me?"

Harry frowned and walked up to the man, "Nothing. I just want you to know you're going to be okay. Snape…have others making you do things you don't want to do?"

Severus turned his head away and nodded. There was clear shame in his face and Harry couldn't believe it. The people took advantage of the man and now understood those angers all those years. He sat down next to the man and hugged him.

"I'm not going to do that with you, Snape. What I want is you to take good care of yourself. I will help you too." Harry figured to keep it simple and helpful.

Severus first tensed up, but eased into the arms around him. Something felt different compared to others holding him. He eased into Potter's trust and his words for now. He didn't want to be attach at this point and decided to wait when that time comes.

Harry helped him get into bed and tucked him in. He could see the exhaustion all over his face from a long day and much work. He looked into the man's dark eyes.

"I'll be on the sofa. Wake me up whenever you need me, alright?" Harry smiled gently.

Harry stood up from the bed and turned to where the living room located. Only to find his shirt gripped onto and he turned to him attentively.

"Do you need something?"

"…I don't want to be left alone right now." He whispered.

Harry nodded, "And what would you want me to do?"

"…join my bed? If…if it's not too much…" He gulped.

Harry thought about it, but he could see the side of this professor's needs. He sat down on the bed and nodded. The gripped loosened up and slid down on the bed to extend space for the Gryffindor. Potter eased down and pulled over the sheets.

The lights were out and their eyes closed up for the night.