Disclaimer: It is all mine! Harry, Draco, Ron, Hermione, and Hogwarts! Oh, sorry, I must've been dreaming. Nope, none of it's mine except for, well the stuff that isn't actually in the books.

Chapter 4

Snape tried to keep the triumph out of his face as he led Harry toward one of the desks.

"Now, shall we start at the beginning?"

Potter did not immediately respond. Instead, the boy took a deep breath and flexed his hands, as if he were trying to prevent them from coming up and pressing against his head.

Potter still has a headache? I'm starting to think they have a darker foundation.

But before Snape could think about it any longer, the boy spoke.

"Professor, could we actually just go into my tunnel? I promise not to throw you out. I just… can't talk about it."

Snape felt empathy rise up for the boy's state, and didn't quite know why.

"Yes, Potter. That will do. Legilimens."

Snape found himself again in Potter's mind. He made his way to the underground river, and felt no resistance as promised.

The memory started immediately after his feet touched the floor of the tunnel. Potter was inside a muggle house, washing dishes. He had scratches on his face that Snape remembered were from the fight Potter had in the graveyard with Voldemort. So, this was the summer between 4th and 5th year.

Footsteps could be heard and a horse-like woman descended the stairs. Snape felt disgust for this woman, but he didn't know why, though she did look familiar. She was carrying a plastic stick and pushed Harry out of the way and ran to the back porch. A shrill voice could be heard.

"Vernon, look! It's blue! Now that our Diddykims is all grown up, we get to raise another one!"

A deeper voice spoke.

"Oh, that's wonderful, pet. I know how you always wanted another one."

"Dudley! Come down here. We have wonderful news!"

"UGH." A fat boy, presumably Dudley, said as he plodded down the stairs. "Out of my way, freak." The massive person shoved Potter against a wall and Snape saw Potter wince. Snape knew the reason for that wince. He himself had to treat Potter for that laceration on his right shoulder from falling down while under the Cruciatus.

Hmm… Potter must be too ashamed to let his family know of his personal aid to the Dark Lord's rise, thought Snape. I would be ashamed, too.

But Severus, you did personally aid the Dark Lord's rise.

Shut up, self.

The horse-faced woman spoke again. "Dudley, mommy's pregnant! You are going to have a new little brother or sister."

Dudley gave an indifferent groan and marched himself back up the stairs, not before crushing Harry against the wall again.

Why would Potter's own cousin do that to him? Snape thought.

"BOY!" Snape had to cover his ears at the loudness of the whale that just entered the kitchen. Harry winced in the memory. "Boy," the man said again.

"You will clean out Dudley's second bedroom and turn it into a nursery. Your aunt and I are off to buy baby things and when we get back it better be done." Or else. Even Snape could hear the threat unspoken lingering in the air.

Potter sighed and went upstairs. He began to move his stuff into a cupboard. Snape followed Potter up and down the stairs.

Potter picked up his trunk and carried it down the stairs and to the cupboard, with Snape still following.

Snape was very confused as to why Potter was moving his trunk to the cupboard. Surely that big room wasn't Dudley's second one soon to be the new nursery. If it was, then that would mean that the Dursley's expected Harry to sleep in a cupboard.

A wizard in a cupboard, for Merlin's sake! Potter was the one that was supposed to have two bedrooms! Potter was the one that should have been coddled for his adventures last year, not shoved against walls and into bloody cupboards!

Snape took a deep breath and knew it wasn't true. He had known from the moment the memory started that Potter's home life wasn't what Snape had thought all these years.

Snape followed Potter up the stairs again to the bedroom.

Potter started to pick up all the broken toys and carried them to the garage, one stack after another. He then dug through everything in the garage and found a crib that hadn't seemed to have been used in many years. It had blue turtles along the edges.

Harry took some extra wallpaper that also had blue turtles. He went back up in the room and Snape sat on the floor, watching Potter fix it up. The boy was moving efficiently but slowly, and Snape noticed he was favoring his uninjured side.

Snape was about to doze, wondering how much longer this memory was going to last, when he heard a car pulling up into the driveway. Potter dropped wallpaper got a look of fear on his face.

Snape took a good look around the room and noticed that wallpaper was up on 3 of the 4 walls and the crib was half assembled in a corner. Harry started shaking when he heard footsteps approach. A voice from the doorway said:

"Why, look what we have here. A disobedient boy, who decided to laze about during his last week here. No food for a week, you hear me? Now, finish this nursery."

Everything went black in Snape's eyes and he was back in his office.

The boy had fainted again. That would be a priority mystery to solve, on the list of the other mysteries Potter had provided over the last few days. However, Snape took this time to analyze the strange occurrences that happened, hoping to come across an answer. He was confused about the emotions he was feeling, emotions that he normally wouldn't feel. It seemed as though he was feeling what Potter felt.

He sat down on the floor and meditated until he saw a line appear Snape had noticed a line extending out of his mind, and had tried to break it multiple times. He decided that this mystery was one that had gone on far enough. Potter was enough to deal with, and he didn't need this too.

As he began to follow the line, he felt resistance. However, he was determined to keep going. He was wandering his mind, a place he knew quite well. As he got to the edge, Snape soon found himself at a wall.

Wand still in hand, he pointed it to himself and said, "Levicorpus." He floated himself over the wall and landed at the other side.

"I love magic." Snape said.

He looked around and realized with little surprise that he knew this mind, too. He had invaded it many times. It was Harry Potter's.

Snape was confused because Potter was asleep. Knocked out, really. He shouldn't be able to access a sleeping person's mind.

At least he now knew where the line led and determined it was not the most important mystery right now.

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