Hey guys,

Again a little ooc, but none of you seemed to mind that much last chapter.

I just wanted to form a sort of, well bond between Snape and Harry, an understanding.

So with that in mind, on with the chapter...

Thump, thump, thump.

"Enter", came the cold, silky voice from inside.

Harry took one last gulp of breath and slowly, apprehensively, creaked the wooden double doors open.

"Mr. Potter", Snape greeted, looking up from a pile of parchments stacked on his desk, now all filled with bright red lines and corrections, then again, Snape didn't really correct papers, more like insult them and succeed in embarrassing every single student, no matter how good there paper was, he couldn't even find one positive thing to write on Hermione's papers, and lord knows they were amazing! It seemed like the only papers that were ever "acceptable" were those of his Slytherin's and most of the time their essay's were even worse then Neville's!

Harry looked up at him and realized that it must be quite rude to barge in and not even acknowledge the man, but instead stare blindly at the papers on his desk so he, remembering his manners, replied,

"Good evening sir"

"What do you need Mr. Potter?" Snape asked, wondering what the boy could possibly need or want from him and exactly why he was disturbing him in his personal chambers, he really did value privacy and the little bit of time he had to himself and away from all the ignorant dunderhead students or his annoying, pestering, colleagues.

"Uhm I just, uhh, just, well I kind of, uhm, well I..."

"Mr. Potter, please carry on with it, I know you brain expansion is less than adequate, however I was under the impression you knew how to at least form a passable sentence, even if it be one with atrocious grammar."

Harry, now blushing, feeling throughly reprimanded for his speech and a tad bit angry, here he was trying to apologize and all Snape could do was insult him, he sucked in a breath of air and turned to his professor, looked him in the eye and decided he wasn't going to let the man get the best of him, he would not leave this room until he said what he had decided to say and with that in mind he turned and said in a respectful tone, while keeping eye contact,

"I apologize for barging in sir, I just wanted to say I really am sorry about yesterday."

Snape looked at him curiously,

"Mr. Potter, you should not be sorry about last night, it was the faculties fault, we should have seen it sooner, we should have realized."

Harry, cheeks now crimson, replied,

"No sir, not about that, about uhm well the way I talked to you, I was uhh just angry at the moment and I honestly didn't mean the things I said".

Snape looked at him appalled.

"I'm sorry, did you just apologize to me Mr. Potter?"

Snape asked sarcastically, shocked that the unruly black haired boy had actually come here for something worth his while, for he would have paid galleons to hear an apology, actually directed towards him, come out of the Potter boys mouth.

"Uhm, yes sir I did. I really do regret talking to you the way I did and I wish I could take back the things I said, but I know that I can't and I'll accept any consequences you deem fit."

Snape, realizing that for once the boy was actually sincere, decided to let him off the hook, only this once and simply replied, "Forget it Potter".

"Sir?"

"It never happened."

"Oh uhm thank you sir, but I still feel it's only right that I accept any consequences you believe I've earned."

"Mr. Potter, do you not understand exactly what 'forget it' means?"

Harry looked shocked, no way he was getting away without any retribution.

Meanwhile Snape was finding Potter's face quite funny and discovering it was harder and harder to keep his dark and frightening appearance on and to conceal his mask that really wanted to display the humor he found in the boys appearance.

Then Harry turned to him and demanded rhetorically "who the hell are you and what have you've done to Snape?"

Snape looked down upon the boy and gave him a piercing glare, he knew the boy was only joking, but since when did Severus Snape joke or let people make jokes towards him, especially students?

"That is Professor Snape to you and that'll also be 5 points from Gryffindor for your foul language."

"There you are", the boy replied impudently, while giving a sheepish smile.

"And another 5 for the cheek".

Harry decided to stop while he was ahead, "well thank you sir".

"For what, Mr. Potter, if you are really simply thanking me for the deduction of the points, rest assured that I will do it anytime, just for you."

Shit, what happened to not joking, Snape thought inside his head...

Harry snorted.

"Thanks for the offer, but I was thanking you for actually accepting my apology."

"You did not believe I would accept it?" Snape pressed on.

"No sir, I did not believe that I deserved for you to accept it".

Snape looked at him quizzically, never before had the boy shown him this level of respect, or sincerity, well for that matter, never before had the boy shown any sign of regret for any of his actions, towards Snape, or anyone else.

He looked the boy over, he was becoming a lot more grown up, his appearance altered more of a man then a mere boy, still malnourished and too thin, but nevertheless a man.

"I may have misjudged you Mr. Potter".

Harry just smiled and replied, "I may have misjudged you too sir".

And with that he decided to take his leave, respectfully nodding his goodbye.