Where He Belongs
By: Amanda Lily Potter
A/N: HI! So sorry this took so long. I have a busy life (I'm part of a school academic team, but we're eliminated from the competition so my life is now back to normal). I'm also working on another story that I had stuck in my head and Harry Potter and the New Beginning will have another chapter up soon. I will not be ditching this story anytime soon, this is one of the few of my stories I acctually like.
Disclaimer: You know, the usual. I own nothing, if I did I would be rich. I only own the house elf Twinkie (I had a craving for twinkies when I named her).
ON WITH THE STORY...
Chapter 4: Telling and Crying
"Your Uncle beats you? And to top it all off, you think you deserve it?" Severus asked in astonishment.
Harry just looked at him, "Well yeah, if I had finished my chores it wouldn't have happened."
"Harry, what that man did was wrong. You didn't deserve it," Severus kept trying to convince the boy it was his Uncle that was in the wrong when he thought of something, "Harry, where was your Aunt when all of this was happening?"
"She was in the kitchen preparing Dudley's supper, why" Harry was starting to get nervous again. He ran over the last couple of days in his head and he realized that he was indeed awake and not dreaming as he had believed earlier.
"Because, she should have at least tried to stop him," Severus was about to go on when he noticed Harry's eyes starting to slowly close, "We can talk about this later if you like. Go back to sleep and I will see you in the morning."
He again turned off all the lights except for the one on Harry's bedside table and recovered the boy with the quilt.
As he walked, no a better word would be stalked, over to the sofa it took every ounce of will-power he had not to go and kill the Dursley's that very minute. But just because he wasn't going to kill them then, didn't mean he wasn't going to kill them. It was just going to be delayed until Harry was feeling more like himself, can't kill the boy's only live relatives until the boy himself can enjoy it.
So instead of killing the Dursley's, he sat on the sofa and planned how to kill them. He knew he probably wouldn't actually put any of his plans into action, but Severus was content enough just sitting and plotting anyway.
Severus was in the middle of one of his more gruesome plans when his common sense kicked in. his common sense wasn't telling him to stop his planning of course, no it was telling him that he should have at least told Lupin about the boy's condition. Knowing he probably wouldn't be able to sleep until he spoke to somebody about Harry; he got up and called for Twinkie.
"Twinkie, I need you to keep an eye on young Mr. Potter. If he wakes, be sure to tell him that I will return shortly," Severus ordered, reaching up for the floo powder.
"Yes Sir, Master Snape sir," Twinkie replied, her large ears flapping as she nodded.
When Severus was sure Twinkie would do as asked he stepped into the fireplace and, after throwing in the powder, shouted "Number 12 Grimuald Place" and disappeared in a lot of green flames.
He reappeared in the main hallway of Grimuald Place. Without dusting himself off, he stalked through the kitchen door and into the kitchen where he knew most of the Order's members would be.
As he walked thorough the door the whole room went silent. The silence was broken by someone coughing, then all hell broke loose. People started bombarding him with questions, after all, everyone knew Severus Snape, potions master, didn't go to Headquarters during mealtimes unless forced to of there was an emergency. Since even Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts who everyone thought knew everything, didn't know he was coming everyone knew something had happened.
Molly Weasley was the first one to be able to get her thoughts in order, "Severus, what happened?"
"Hello to you too, Mrs. Weasley," Severus smirked, voice dripping with sarcasm, "Lupin I need a word, if you don't mind." Severus swept out of the room without even waiting to see if Lupin was following him or not.
A minute or two later found a stern looking professor, and a worried looking wearworlf sitting in a dark, empty, room that was supposed to serve as a family room.
"Lupin, I apologize for not tell you this sooner, but it's about Potter…" Severus started, but was unable to finish due to Lupin interrupting.
"What do you mean! What happened? Is Harry ok?" Remus asked frantically.
"Calm down, he is…or he will be alright. I do not have the time to explain it to you now, but he will be ok. Even though Poppy doesn't have all the details, she should be able to answer most of your questions," Severus stood and walked back into the kitchen, "Good day. When Poppy comes, tell her I need a word, thank you."
Severus was walking back to the fireplace when Remus walked back into the room looking more depressed than before, "Lupin I told you, he'll be fine. A couple of potions and bed rest will help him. When he is up to moving around I shall bring him here, but for now just do not tell the headmaster of anything we discussed," he stood in the fireplace and threw in the powder, "Snape Cottage!" In an uproar of emerald green flames he disappeared.
Severus reappeared to the sight of a frantic house elf scurrying around his normally peaceful, quiet, cottage. Once his brain caught up with what he was seeing he realized something must have happened to Harry, something bad. Not even a second after he came to this realization his body jumped into action.
He rushed into the bedroom where Twinkie ran into and was now restraining a thrashing Harry Potter on the bed, or at least was trying to restrain a thrashing Harry Potter. She was straddling his waist with her hands holding his wrists effectively enabling from being able to move his arms which just seemed to frighten the poor boy more than he already was.
Before he could fully register what he was doing he was already before the struggling boy's bed and pulling off the distressed house elf. After placing the elf on the floor, he pulled a now shaking Harry into his lap.
Severus started to run his hands through Harry's hair while whispering soothing words in his ear, "Shhh, it's ok, I'm here. Everything's going to be alright. Concentrate on my voice. Concentrate on my voice and on waking up. The pain will go away. You'll be ok."
By the time Severus had finished talking Harry was sobbing openly into Severus' shoulder. The shaking had slowed down but Severus could tell the boy was still in quite a bit of pain. Not wanting to cause the boy anymore discomfort he just held the boy while he slowly started to calm down.
Once he started to calm down Harry leaned up against Severus' shoulder. He felt something being lain on top of him and looked up to see Severus putting the quilt back up to Harry's chin, which meant he had to cover half of his own body because Harry was still curled up against him.
Once Severus Felt the boy was properly covered, he attempted to lay the boy down on the bed. Whenever he attempted to put Harry down, Harry just latched on harder; quite a feat seeing as how Harry's knuckles were white because of how tightly he was holding onto Severus' robes. Eventually Severus gave up and just let the boy stay where he was.
Severus looked down to tell Harry he was going to go get him something for the pain when he realized that the boy had already fallen asleep. Not wanting to disturb Harry, Severus just sat there with his arm around Harry like a protective father and, eventually, he too fell into a peaceful sleep.
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