Well now…I've decided now since everyone like the second chapter so much that I'd put up the third. I mean…I couldn't believe how many of you all liked this! I'm so happy! So…I hope this one is something you looked forward to!

And just so you know, the numbers in between are breaks…My writing program won't put in anything else…

And the equal signs…They symbol between the memories.

MENTIONS OF ABUSE HERE! Just to warn you…

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"Legilimens."

Severus was pushed past the weakened barriers guarding Harry's mind. Before his eyes, he saw things he hoped to never see in his life again.

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Vernon slammed the door to Harry's room. Startled awake, Harry looked at his uncle.

"Boy, it's your fault. My company losing lots of mone' cause of ya'." The smell of alcohol filled the room. He was drunk. "Your gonna pay for that…" The man advanced toward Harry…

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The door creaked open. The clock next to the bed read '12:30 am'. Harry now found himself looking at his overweight cousin. Then, he felt pain on his left cheek. Dudley had punched him.

"What did I do now?" Harry asked his cousin.

"My girlfriend…She said…She told me…She likes you better than me!" Dudley hit him again. "Why! What's so bad about me!" He hit the smaller boy again…and again…

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"Boy! I've had enough of you cursing us! Everything in this house has been bad since you showed up on our doorstep sixteen years ago!" Harry was yanked out of the cupboard under the stairs. He was put in there three weeks ago. Harry fell to the floor, at his uncles' feet. Vernon gave a devilish smile. "Yes…That's how you should be…Kneeling at my feet, like a servant, catering to my every whim." The man placed his foot on Harry's arm, stopping his from sitting up. "This is where you belong, and don't you forget it!" Vernon pushed all his weight on to his one foot, causing Harry's arm to break with a sickening crack. Harry cried out form the pain. Vernon then used his same foot to kick Harry in his stomach, making Harry's ribs crack from the force.. "Get back in your cupboard. There's going to be no food for you for the next two days. Be glad I don't make it longer. And I don't want to hear from you for the rest of the night…" The cupboard door slammed in Harry's face, leaving him in darkness, sobbing. Something in Harry's mind gave an audible 'snap'…

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Harry sat in the backyard of his uncle's house. His uncle had let him out of his cupboard when his school letter arrived. Tonight was his last night here! Vernon had been pleased with him since the occurrence four days ago. Since that day, Harry's magic had healed his arm and some of the bruises, but not his cracked ribs. He wouldn't heal them just yet…But Harry never said a word. Even when Dudley picked a fight with him, he would just let it happen.

Harry was singing softly under his breath, as he did when he was alone. When he heard a soft sound, he stopped. After a few seconds, a hiss of greeting came form the ground, and Harry replied back. The snake, which he couldn't see, was surprised…

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Severus gasped as he pulled out of Harry's mind. He backed away from the shaking boy and sat in the chair that was offered by the headmaster when they had arrived. He looked over at the older man and shook his head. He then looked back over at Harry, who was looking at him. The boy then turned his eyes downward, to his distressed snake, and started petting her. Although he hate to admit it, he felt sadness for the boy.

"Harry." He looked up at the headmaster. His blue eyes were soft as he talked to the boy. "Why don't you head up to you dormitory. Your friends might be worried about you. We will talk more tomorrow."

Harry nodded and waved at both of his professors, as he stood and left the room. When Harry left,

the headmaster looked at Severus and said, "Now then, tell me what you saw…"

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"You were very brave, child." Sashi hissed at Harry as they headed up to the tower. "Are you alright now?"

"I'm fine. Just a little tired…" Harry stifled a yawn. "I'm going to bed when we up…"

"Hey Potter!" a voice shouted from behind them. Harry rolled his eyes and turned to face none other than Draco Malfoy. He was leaning against the wall. He pushed himself, gracefully, off the wall and came to stand in front of Harry. "Missed you after the feast. Did you run off to Dumbles to tell him how horrible your scar hurt." He said the last pit in a higher pitched, girly voice. He laughed. When he finally stop laughing, Malfoy looked at him strangely. "What's the matter, Potter? Cat got your tongue?" Harry still said nothing. Now, Malfoy was ticked. He grabbed Harry by the front of his robes and shoved him against the wall. "I'm warning you, Potter. No one disrespects me. You selfish, arrogant- ow!" The blonde pulled back and looked at his hand, which was bleeding from two punchers. He looked at Harry to see a silver snake sticking out of his robes. Malfoy ran down the hall in a panic, yelling, "You'll pay for this!"

Harry laughed a little and looked down at his snake. "Thank you, Sashi."

Sashi looked up at her child. "Anything for you. Besides, I didn't like him."

Harry laughed, again. He then continued to the tower. "You didn't like him? You just met him! I've known him for five years! Just wait till you see him with his posse. You really hate him then."

The silver snake let out an amused hiss. "Can't wait." She then slithered up to rest on his shoulder. "I must ask about the two men who was in that room with us. The one who saw your summer and the wise one. Who were they?"

"The 'wise one', as you put it, is Albus Dumbledore. He's the headmaster here. He supposedly is the most powerful wizard, besides Voldemort. And the other man, that was Severus Snape. He's the potion's master here. He's supposed Death Eater, someone who's working for Voldemort, but he's spying for us." He felt Sashi nod her head in understanding. "Why do you want to know?"

"When the man was looking though your mind, he got very sad."

"Snape?" Harry asked in disbelief. "I doubt that. He doesn't care about me or anything that has to do with me."

"If you say so, child. But I am positive he was saddened by what he saw."

Harry approached the portrait of the Fat Lady and told her the password he had gotten from Hermoine. Ignoring everyone's stares of worry in the common room, Harry headed up to his dorm, where he fell on his bed and promptly fell asleep.

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Once she was sure her child was asleep, Sashi slithered out of the tower, back to where Harry had came from the headmaster's office. She flicked her tongue out, found the scent she was looking for, and followed it. She went down several flights of stairs, till she reached a portrait of two snakes in some tall grass. They looked down at her with blood red eyes.

"What do you need?" hissed the one closest to her. He was a grass green with black swipes and swirls covering his back.

"I need in, so I may speak with the man inside." Sashi looked at both of them. "Please."

The other snake, the opposite of it's brother, black with green markings, hissed, "What is your purpose with the man?"

"None of your concern!" Sashi hissed angrily. "Will you let me in or not?"

Both the brothers looked at each other. "Yeah, alright then." The green one hissed. "Just so you know next time, I'm Makan and my brother is Makani."

"Thank you both." Sashi slid through the portrait. She found the man sitting on a couch in front of a fire that was slowly dying. Sashi stretched her wings, then flew softly to land on the man's chest.

Severus, who was dozing due to how long him and the headmaster had talked, was startled by the sudden weight on his chest. He looked down to see Potter's sliver snake, looking at him with piercing green eyes. He raised an eyebrow. "Can I help you?"

Sashi, glad to have gotten his attention, flew over to the desk that was sitting at the far end of the room. Severus gave a sad sigh of having to move and hauled himself off the couch and walked to his desk. The snake had already knocked the top off his inkwell and dipped the tip of her black tail into the ink by the time Severus had made it to the desk. He watched, somewhat tiredly, as she wrote out, in English, 'Help him find his wings.'

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So? How was it? I would have written more but tomorrow's the first day of my junior year! Yay! Not. Anyway…Please review. It will make me happy and write faster. After all, you only had to wait a week for this one. Right?