"Daddy don't go!" Harry cried trying to wrestle out of Charlie's arms.

"Daddy will only be in the next room, you can even see me at my desk," Daddy said taking care not to come too close to them. He didn't want Harry to get a hold of him, because he knew he would never let him go.

"P'ease Daddy," he begged giving up trying to get free and reaching for him.

"Harry I want you to stay with Charlie for a bit, Daddy needs to go and teach now," Daddy said not quite looking at his son's tear filled eyes.

"No-o wan', wan' Daddy," Harry sobbed still reaching for him. Snape avoided his range, ignoring the twisting of his heart.

"Come get me if something happens," Daddy told Charlie before swiftly walking out of his office and into the classroom.

Harry's cries took on a new level.

"Harry calm down he's just in the next room, shhhh shhhh," Charlie started bouncing him trying to calm him down. Charlie had been so excited when Snape had written to him, asking if he could watch Harry during the day, but Harry's behavior was worrying him.

"Wan' Daddy! Cha'lie p'ease," Harry looked at him giving him his sad face.

"I know, I know." Charlie sympathized. "Can you show me your toys?" Charlie asked trying to distract him.

"Toys?" Harry asked his tears stopping for the moment.

"I'm sure you have some awesome toys," Charlie said carrying him back into the chambers.

"I gotsa T'ain set wanna see?" Harry asked excitedly his sadness about Daddy leaving forgotten.

"Yeah I do, I love trains!"

…..

Charlie had successfully distracted Harry for three full hours. Harry had not asked for Daddy once and he had been smiling and laughing most of the time. But now it was nap time and Charlie was afraid that Harry would start crying again. He hated it when Harry cried, he reminded Charlie of a kicked puppy.

"Alright Harry, how about we settle down with a bottle? Wouldn't that be nice?" Charlie asked, from his seat next to Harry on the floor of his nursery.

Harry looked up from his Lego's a frown on his face, "Bottles are for naptime,"

"Yeah well I was thinking…maybe it's time for a nap," Charlie said gently.

Harry stared at him his eyes slowly filling with tears, "Wan' Daddy for nap!"

"Damn" Charlie muttered under his breath. He stood up taking Harry with him and cuddling him close to his chest. "Hush, don't cry, Daddy will be here as soon as class is done then we can all have dinner together. Won't that be fun?"

"No! Wa-wan Daddy, p'ease Cha'lie, I be good," Harry pleaded, fat tears rolling down his rosy cheeks.

"Those eyes will be the death of me," Charlie mumbled, "Oh Harry, you are good, you are so so good Daddy will be so proud when I tell him later. But, I really don't want to disturb him, what if I read you a really long story?"

"Daddy." Harry said not budging.

"Two stories?"

"Daddy."

"Two stories and…I'll give you a treat," Charlie said, getting desperate.

"What kinda t'eat?" Harry asked interested.

"Uh…a big piece of treacle tart from the kitchens,"

"All for Harry?" he asked eyes wide. Daddy never let him have a lots of dessert.

"All of it, it can be our secret," Charlie held up his pinky schooling his face to be serious. Harry nodded seriously hooking his pinky with Charlie's.

"And two long stories," Harry batting his eyelashes adorably.

"You should have been in Slytherin" he muttered going to the floo, to ask the kitchens for treacle tart.

…

Harry was thankfully sound asleep. Charlie was slouched over on the couch his head in his hands. His heart ached for Harry and Snape. The hell they must have gone threw, he can only imagine. Harry has been through horrific things, but never has Charlie seen him react like this. After his bottle the poor thing could barely let himself close his eyes. Every time his eyes would flutter shut they would immediately fly open and dart around as if afraid of some unseen foe.

Charlie sighed as he stood up, he had been hoping to take Harry for a couple hours to his parent's tomorrow but clearly he wouldn't be able to handle being so far from his Daddy.

…..

Harry had woken up in a panic, screaming for his Daddy, Charlie had no choice but to bring him to the man. He carried the still whimpering baby through the office stopping just in front of the classroom door.

"Okay, Harry Let's try to calm down a little before we go in," Charlie said quietly rubbing his back.

Harry took a few shuddering breaths, his entire body trembling. "Daddy?" he asked pitifully.

"Yeah we're going to Daddy now, but we have to be quiet okay?"

"Uh huh," Harry sniffled. Trying to calm his breathing down.

Charlie straightened his spine, he hoped the professor wouldn't be too mad. He pushed open the door, noticing that as he did Harry straightened out his own back.

"How many times must I say it to get it through your thick skull?! Two dragon scales and three bowtruckle legs," Snape snapped at one of the Gryffindors.

"Sorry sir," The boy muttered quietly rectifying her mistake.

Snape started walking around again sneering down at everyone. Charlie cleared his throat quietly waiting to get his attention.

Snape slowly turned around an eyebrow raised. He caught sight of Charlie and Harry and his eye softened for a millisecond before going back to his hard expression. By now most of the class was watching them, forgetting about their bubbling potions.

It seemed Harry could no longer handle being away from him, he lunged for Snape with a cry of, "Daddy!"

Snape just caught him, taking him into his arms. Harry whimpered before the flood gates opened and he began crying his heart out on Snape's shoulder.

Snape sighed and beckoned Charlie to follow him to the front of the room. He sat down in his chair and conjured one for Charlie to sit on. Snape lowered his face, close to Harry's ear.

"Dove, talk to me what happened?" he asked barley above a whisper.

"B-bad d'eam and Dad-dy wasn' d'ere when Harry's 'wake," he sobbed looking up at him with big green eyes.

"I'm sorry, do you want to tell me about the dream?"

Harry shook his head quickly.

"No?"

Harry shook his head again, laying back down on Snape's shoulder.

Snape sighed through his nose, glancing at Charlie. Charlie shrugged slightly, sneaking a glance at the class. The students were repeatedly looking up at them and then hurriedly going back to their potions.

"Professor?" One of the Slytherin girls raised their hand, her blonde bangs covering her eyes.

Snape growled something under his breath before standing up and handing a crying Harry to Charlie. Harry cried out when Snape let him go.

"I need to go and see what she needs, it's dangerous to bring a baby near the potions I'll be back in a minute."

"No Daddy," Harry begged reaching for him.

"Just a minute Harry," he whispered before walking away much to Harry's dismay.

Harry cried harder struggling to try to get out of Charlie's hold.

"Harry, hey Harry, look who is it," Charlie said sounding excited.

Harry sniffled as he looked up his eyes all red and puffy. Neville Longbottom stood next to Charlie a smile on his face.

"I haven't seen you for a bit, see any cool movies with your Daddy?" Neville asked crouching down to his level.

Harry looked at him for a moment a few stray tears sliding down his face. "Uh huh, we'd sawed d'is one wif a mermaid! And she was singin' to a p'ince," Harry told him forgetting all about his woes.

"Wow, that's really cool. You know, I once-" Neville stopped himself mid sentence peering around the classroom his whole body going tense.

"Neville?" Charlie asked, his own body going rigid.

"I could have sworn I heard someone try cast a Crucio," Neville told him quietly. Harry looked up at him with wide eyes, mentally too young to understand what they were worried about.

"Crucio!" a female voice yelled, a yellowish white bolt of magic flew across the room headed straight for Harry. All of the students rushed to the back of the class, shielding themselves, except for Pansy Parkinson.

The three men cried out, all of them scrambling for their wands. Neville got to his first and diffused the spell, just getting it before it could hit Harry.

"Harry!" Snape yelled running to him. His face was whiter than usual, his hand gripping his wand.

"Daddy?" Harry asked getting scared by all of the commotion.

"You're alright, you're alright," he said running a hand down Harry's face.

Harry reached up for him, Snape was about to reach for him when he changed his mind. "In a minute Harry," Snape whirled around his black eyes glittering dangerously.

"Miss Parkinson," he drawled out her name menacingly, stalking towards her. She stood from her work bench, chin held high.

"Walk," he pointed a finger at the door waiting for her to lead. She walked to the door yanking it open before stomping out. Snape glowered at her as he followed his wand shoved into her back, keeping her form turning around.

"Where's Daddy goin'?" Harry asked pointing at the door.

"To get someone expelled," Charlie said darkly, holding Harry's head to his chest.

"Maybe we should get him out of here?" Neville asked, glancing around at the still confused and scared class.

"Okay everyone class dismissed, just clear your potions and leave," Charlie called, beckoning Neville into Snape's chambers.

"We gotta distract him for a while," Charlie said out of the side of his mouth making sure Harry couldn't hear.

"Harry you wanna watch a movie?" Neville asked.

"Yeah!"

"Problem solved," Neville muttered, looking proud of himself.