A/N: So this is the first chapter. As of right now, any events that happened in the first four books before Order of the Phoenix didn't happen unless it is mentioned in the story. Let me know what you think.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything Harry Potter related I just rearrange events and situations to my liking.

Chapter 1

Harry Potter took a deep breath before knocking on Professor Snape's office door. When Umbridge started her detentions he had told himself that he wasn't going to ask for help. He refused to give the fat toad the satisfaction, of course, that was before she started torturing the other D.A. members. Now, Harry was forced to ask his most hated professor for help.

"Enter." Harry resisted a gulp when he heard the scorn in the voice on the other side of the oak door. "What do you need now, Potter?" Snape asked barely looking up before going back to grading essays.

"Um Professor, do you have something that heals cuts?" Harry started not really sure how to describe the words inscribed into his and many other students' hands. Snape raised an eyebrow.

"Mr. Potter, you do know that there is a spell to heal minor injuries?"

"I know that, sir, but this but isn't a normal one." Snape sighed and walked over to where Harry was.

"Let me see it." With a slight hesitation Harry placed his hand in his professor's where the words I will not tell lies were etched in Harry's handwriting. Harry was so focused on his hand that he didn't see Snape's eyes widen with horror. "Where did this come from?" Harry raised his emerald-colored eyed up to the onyx-colored eyes of his professor.

"Umbridge has this quill that she has the students in detention use and it writes the words in your hand." Snape went back to his potions cupboard and took out several green potions. He took this moment to look around his foreign surroundings. Snape's desk was in the middle of the room with two chairs in front of it. There was a fireplace on the right wall and the was a dark green and black rug covering the space between two black armchairs. Harry counted three doors other than the the one that lead out to the corridor.

"Dip your finger in the potion and trace the cut." Harry snapped out of his trance staring a picture of Snape. Something told Harry that there was something missing in the picture. "The pain will go away and in a few days will be good as new. Is that all?" Snape handed the potions over and walked back to his desk.

"Actually, sir, Professor Dumbledore wanted me to ask you about tutoring me. He said you would know what he was talking about." Harry watched Snape closely to see if he could find a clue of what was being hidden from him.

Snape walked over to a bookcase along the back wall. "When?"

"He said start today." He seemed to take a deep breath before nodding and turning around with a book in hand. Harry sat in the chair that Snape pointed to and read the cover of the book. The Art of Mind Manipulation by Daisy Redstone.

"You will be learning about leginmency and occlumency. For today I want you to read the first five chapters and write down any questions you have. Your dismissed."

"Sir?" Harry asked pausing halfway to the door. "When will we meet again?"

"I will contact you. Now go to your dormitory, Mr. Potter, and now detours." Harry walked out the door and paused again when he heard a sigh. "How I wish things were different."

A/N: So what do you think? Review and let me know