Hey, Sorry it took so long my life just got a little crazy! You will have to excuse the puncuation and such because I wanted to post it soon and keep you interested! Please read and review! I have the next few chapters almost ready so it will go quicker than what it is.

"Harry, please come in." Albus greeted even before he could open the door fully. Amazed Harry stepped fully into the office and smiled. "How did you know it was me?" Taking a chair near the headmaster's desk Harry made himself comfortable.

Dumbledore chuckled, "I know a great many things, but, the fact of the matter is that I called you up here gave me less of a challenge to determine." he said, his blue eyes twinkling as he watched Harry take his seat. "Would you like some tea?" Blushing, Harry nodded trying to concentrate on the room around him. After Dumbledore had poured tea for Harry and gave him the cup he settled back into his chair, "Harry, I asked you here because I realize that after the incident at the Dursley's we have really discussed your guardianship."

A knock on the door interrupted the conversation as Professor Snape appeared, "You wished to speak with me?" His eyes hit on Harry and a scowl crossed his face as he entered further and found a chair away from the boy.

"Severus, I was expecting you." Albus greeted, "Would you like some refreshments?"

Anger bit at Harry as he opened his mouth in protest, "I thought that you wanted to speak with me?"

Both sets of eyes turned to him, the potion master's held sharp inpatients while the headmaster's were concerned. "Harry, I'm not sure you understand the situation. So I will try to make things easier on you, Professor Snape is your temporary guardian for the time being."

Setting his arms across his chest Harry glared at the headmaster, "I am aware of that." he answered coolly, "I don't see why I have to listen to him now that I'm at Hogwarts. Its not like he isn't looking for a way to send me to his master." he hissed.

Severus face tightened in disgust as he chose to turn and glare at Harry, "Your absolutely right. Maybe you feel like going for a walk Potter?" he hissed back, raising an eyebrow in challenge.

"Enough. The both of you need each other for the time being and Harry, Professor Snape has been looking out for your well being since you arrived at this school. I would appreciate a little consideration on your part." Dumbledore barked. Although the words were a censure Severus tightened his mask and glared at Potter before settling back into his chair. Harry grunted and set back in his chair waiting for the headmaster to continue. "I know that your antagonistic nature of the both of you would seem to ensure that you two be separated, however, because of the guardianship and the latest developments I would hope a little civility from the both of you until we can resolve this."

Harry's ears perked at the headmaster's words and he could help but question, "What has happened?"

Dumbledore glanced at Severus for permission and instantly a flare of anger burned at Harry but before he could open his mouth Severus picked up the conversation, "Cornelius Fudge has been using all his power to try to void the guardianship and take you back to the Dursley's or give him a chance at stepping in as guardian." Hesitating a moment as if choosing his words, "They feel that my political agenda my corrupt you into turning to the dark lord. It doesn't help that you can't remember that night nor signing the contract."

Harry snorted, "I'm not sure of your political agenda. So that doesn't surprise me one bit."

Dumbledore intervened before Severus could open his mouth to answer, "Enough, Harry really I thought that I made that clear." Chastising Harry again.

Taking a moment to revel in the remark Snape continued, "He has been spotted around some dark characters. I have a feeling that it isn't your best interest he is looking out for Potter."

Clenching his jaw he took a moment to breath before looking to the headmaster, "So does that mean you will discuss that night?" Harry asked hopefully, but Dumbledore shook his head.

"I still feel its imperative for you to remember on your own." He explained, "Why I have brought you both here is to try to come to a temporary truce between the two of you and to set some ground rules for the both of you."

Severus smirked as he turned to Potter, "I am now your guardian and will choice your rules and punishments for disobeying."

Harry felt as though he had been thrown into an alternate dimension as the look on Snape's face confirmed his life in hell beginning. "Sir, he hates me!" appealing to the headmaster.

Dumbledore chuckled, "Severus stop! That is why you're here I want you two to come up with rules you both can live with. It will require you two to spend time in each other's company. I also wish that the Occumency lessons."

At this Severus's face darkened, "I cannot teach what he will not learn."

Harry turned to stare at the potion master, surprised at the level of passion behind the words. "Maybe if you gave me some idea on how to learn I would pick it up faster." He bit back.

Severus turned to Harry his eyes glittering, "I have been trying Potter. I can't help if your too dense to understand."

"Enough!" Dumbledore yelled again rising from his seat and glaring at the two combatants. "Really Severus, you should try to behave your age." He chided then turned on Harry, "And you should be grateful that Severus is willing to teach you. He is taking a big chance trying to teach you."

Severus schooled his face once more, sitting back in his chair and taking a sip of his tea. "I am sorry headmaster." He said softly.

"I'm sorry too." Harry said sitting back in his chair again.

Dumbledore pierced them with his icy blue eyes before regaining his seat, "I believe that you two should spend time together and hash out whatever residue of hatred between the two of you. Harry Severus you must start working together in order to defeat Voldemort. Now, its getting late and you two have some things to discuss I expect since its Friday that you will be better to spend the night in Professor Snape's quarters so that you two will be close over this weekend." It was not a suggestion Severus realized as he felt irritation burn through his body as he turned to Potter.

"This is where we take our leave." he said to Harry before standing up and stalking to the door, "Goodnight headmaster." Harry froze for a minute before realizing that that was the intent then slowly stood from his chair and followed the professor.

Severus stalked through the halls only dimly aware that Harry followed him his own thoughts consumed with the meeting as he ground his teeth in anger. Reaching the dungeons Severus quickly snapped the password to the portrait and entered his quarters. Throwing off his cloak he lit the fire and felt an insane urge to re-break all the possessions in the room. Harry stood in the doorway looking at the magnificent room. He had convinced himself that Snape had lived in a torture chamber complete with thumb screws and a rack, instead a fine furnished living quarters. Two couches stood by the fire face to face looking comfortable; the coffee table was a deep mahogany wood that seemed to enhance the room rather than to darken it. "Get in or leave!" Severus snapped startling Harry out of his assessment. Walking over the couches he sat stiffly on one and waited.

Clenching and unclenching his fists Severus felt a headache start to form as he forced himself to sit and take in his new visitor, "Alright, I have some basic rules, I don't think that you will find too harsh. If we can agree to them we can be out of each others company in minutes." 'And I can start drinking.' He thought. "First off I assume your old enough to be responsible to put yourself to bed therefore your curfew will be midnight to be inside your dorm. I have no wish to run every night to the Gryffindor tower to ensure your in bed." He snapped, "Second I demand that all school work, grades and such will be passed through me. I am in charge of you so I should know about your studies. If you have any troubles or questions I should be queried first. Third, you have a tendency to run off half cocked after trouble. This will not be the case if you perceive anything wrong or out of place you will contact me immediately or another competent teacher. Fourth, if you are to have any visions of the dark lord myself or Dumbledore are to be notified immediately understood?"

Harry hesitated for a moment, reviewing all the rules in his head before nodding carefully, "That sounds reasonable enough." He conceded.

Severus nodded, "Any other questions or concerns you can bring them up to me later." He explained, "Good night." Gesturing to the door. That night Severus dreamed of pain and hatred, or kaos and destruction. In his dreams he stood before Voldemort and renounced him just before the dark lord lifted his wand and killed him.

Days passed and with the mandatory confinement with Snape Harry found it wasn't so bad although he was loath to admit it to the professor. Most nights they sat and talked almost civily to each other about various things. One night Harry worked up enough courage to ask about his mother, waiting until the professor had almost finished his drink, the time they both agreed on to leave. His mouth was cotton dry as he stared at the professor, "Um, did you know my mother?" He asked, watching as Severus's mask seemed to tighten until he was sure he was staring at a statue. The fire crackled and Severus continued to sip his drink and after a minute he was convinced the professor was ignoring his question, setting his teacup down he stood and headed for the door.

"She was beautiful." Severus started slowly, feeling a lump in his throat as he called her face up in his mind, "She was the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." Not bothering to glance over and see if his audience was still listening he sighed, "She was smart and cunning. Lilly Evans had so many friends around her she never wanted for any." Taking another sip he thought back to school days, "I didn't think that she noticed me. I was a shadow back then but then one day in Potions she came up and sat right next to me."

Harry made his way slowly back to the couch watching Snape as he reminisced, for once he could see emotion on the potion master's face either regret or anger but Harry had a feeling it wasn't directed at Lilly but at himself.

TBC...

I know I tease but it is building into something promise. I had to work the Snape/Potter relationship a little.