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Chapter 2- Unnerved
Severus stocked down the corridor robes billowing behind him. The headmaster had requested his presence in his office immediately. He had become quite un-done because he now had to re brew a three-day long potion that he had been working on. Severus stocked up to the gargoyle and stated the password "Skittles" he had never understood the headmaster's obsession with muggle candies and sweets. Once the gargoyle had jumped out of the way Severus impatiently stocked up the stairs sulking the entire way. He was assured himself that he would make it apparent that he was beyond annoyed at the wizard for being interrupted in the middle of his work.
Upon reaching the top of the staircase, he proceeded through the door not bothering to knock. He found it pointless considering that the older wizard knew everything that happened within the walls of the castle. It was quite UN nerving in Severus' view.
"Ah, Severus. Have a seat. Would you care for a lemon drop?" Pointing to the over filled bowl of sweets on the desk. Severus just waved his hand gesturing to the older wizard that he held no interest.
"What do I owe the pleasure of my attendance? I have already ruined my potion." The potions master snapped trying to understand the meaning of rushing the situation. He wanted to get back to his private rooms to finish up with his start of term itinerary along with his continuous job of keeping the infirmary stocked with healing and sleeping potions. Which defiantly never stopped. Due to a curtain golden boy.
"I called you up hear this late morning for a reason. Minerva has unexspectantly been called home on private family matters. I would take this one if only it was not for the huge meeting that I have with the Wizemagot. If you please immediately, go to number four Privet drive. I need you to check on Harry for me." The Headmaster explained with the grand twinkle in his eyes that personally annoyed Severus to the ends of the earth.
"Why would I want to go and check on the insufferable spoiled brat? He probably just being his arrogant self." the potions master snapped.
"You are the only one I have available. Now, go please. I don't have much time." The request sounding more like and order rather that the later.
Severus turned and left without saying a word. He had too much on his plate as of late and checking on the (brat) as he put it was not what he wanted to spend the start of the third week of the holidays.
As Severus headed back to his private chambers, he called on the house elves. One by the name of Timiora was waiting for him as he entered his portrait. "Please clear off the ruined potion in my lab and don't touch anything else." He snapped at the trembling elf as he quickly grabbed his traveling cloak and headed towards Number Four Privet Drive in Little Winning. Honestly thinking to himself how he was stuck with the job.
The Dursley's
Severus appeared with a pop on the out skirts of Privet Dr. He found himself disgusted with the plain copy of every house on the block. He quickly found Number 4 and walked up the walkway. Lost in thought of the reasons why the spoiled brat of a child was just being lazy and not writing to his friends he had reached the front door and knocked. Instantly he waited impatiently. Moments later a portly purple face man answered the door.
"Yes" The man inquired pompously. Starring him down.
"I am hear inquiring about young Mr. Harry Potter, Sir." Severus answered "There is no one in this house by that name. Now go away you freak.," the man yelled slamming the door in Severs face.
Severus was baffled at the man actions. He had been called a freak and had a door slammed in his face. The potions master pulled out his wand becoming uneasy with the current situation. Why, he had not a clue. He quickly pulled out his wand, whispered the unlocking charm, and entered the house cautiously. Once the door was open, he did not see the portly man any ware. His thoughts were answered when he heard the man yell potters full name at the top of his lungs bursting through the hallway door. He had not notice Severus however as he swung a small cupboard door under the stairs open. He entered it and what Severus saw next seemed to anger him more than anything the Dark Lord could have ever done.
The man began dragging and unconscious Harry by his hair. The smell that emitted from the small cupboard was a mix of blood and urine. Stale as if the boy had been there in that state for days. Severus quickly stunned the man and hurriedly grabbled the boy into is arms and apparated to the castle. Upon popping back onto Hogwarts, he noticed how light the boy was. When he looked down, he realized how wrong he had been about the boy. Thinking to himself mentally noting the boy was in a similar situation as he was once in. he just wished that there was something more that he could have done. He knew that he should have seen the signs, but he was blinded by the appearance of James and hated the boy for it. The past between them seemed to melt away. At least in the potions masters mind. Severus rushed to the hospital and upon entering yelled for Poppy.
"What is…Oh…"She had stopped mid sentence realizing that there was student in his arms. "Put him hear. I will need to make a full assessment. Will you help me with the bo...?
"Harry Potter, Poppy." The woman gasped.
"Who?" she asked with her hand covering her mouth. "Relatives." Was all that Severus explained The medi-witch quickly pulled herself together and went back to making a list of the boys' condition. She waved her wand slowly over every inch of the boy's body. No one was prepared for everything that came up.
Once Severus got what he needed he rushed to call the headmaster. As Poppy worked to prepare the small frail boy.
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