Fire of defeat
Chapter 7
Harry woke up safely wrapped up in the covers of his bed, he hung his head as he thought of what happened last night. He knew he could trust this man more than he had ever trusted anyone. But he knew the man wanted something, after all no one gave without asking for something in return. He was, in a way, curious to what it may be, not that he wanted to know in a way. As the saying goes 'ignorance is bliss' and thats how Harry felt. Perhaps for the first time in his life.
He felt like he had betrayed Severus, by not trusting him. He should have, the man had saved him from death. He had risked his own life to bring him here, yes, he knew if Severus took one wrong turn then he would be killed. He knew the man knew that too, it was too late to sleep in more so he got up.
That was until he realised he had nothing on, apart from a pair of fine silky underwear. He could not go about in nothing all day, shivering as the cold met his skin. He practically jumped into the bed, wanting the warmth back again. He wondered were Severus was, he had grown used to waking up with the man most of the time. So he found it strange to be lying there without him.
He found two meals, breakfasts at the bottom of the bed. That must have just appeared there, because Harry knew they had not been there a minute ago. He of course was still getting used to the idea of magic, seeing it real and in his dreams were two completely different things.
One, he had always thought his visions as dreams, not wanting them to be real, and two, he, of course, had not done magic for a long time, it was like he had been in a coma for a long time. Then one day you woke up to realise everything he had dreamed was real. Thinking and seeing was completely different from knowing. Knowing that Dumbledore was really that evil, made him sick to his stomach. He knew that the man was only doing it for money, that made him all the sicker.
"Ah finally awake are we?" asked Severus. Who wore green robes, not the black robes that he had been wearing the last time he had saw the man. Of course Harry's jaw dropped, the man looked amazing with a bit of colour on...especially green.
"Yyes" Harry managed to stutter out. Meanwhile his eyes roamed over the man he was falling for. A man that had done more for him than any other, a man that had never hurt him, like everyone had. A man who understood him like no other.
Severus inwardly smirked at being able to get such a reaction; of course he remained impassive as Harry's eyes roamed over him. Severus could not help but feel like a teenager again, no one had looked at him like that since he had been a teenager.
"Good eat up, we have lots to do today," said Severus. Who walked around to the other side of the bed before sitting down and eating the breakfast he had been given. Of course a lot less enthusiastically than Harry, who took delight in getting to eat, Severus didn't understand why anyone would want to deny the young man anything. He of course certainly could not.
"Done!" said Harry proudly, before asking "Now what is it we are doing today?" finished Harry.
"We are going to train you, if you want to fight them, you are going to need the experience" said Severus, in a no nonsense manner.
"U...um Ok" said Harry. Not all that sure what he meant by experience. He was not going to kill innocent people just to prove he was ready. There was no way in hell he was going to become like the people in his visions, like the one who had taken his magic.
Just because he was scared I was becoming more powerful than him.
"Good lets get started" said Severus. He looked Harry over, before summoning a couple of robes, they were black, no surprise. There was no way he was giving Harry his expensive robes, they were going to get ruined within a while.
"Put these on" said Severus, not that they were horrible robes. They were clean and tidy, and they would fit the boy, until after their training was over. He was going to teach the boy everything he knew. He knew he was going to have to approach to Dumbledore, so he didn't have to go back and teach dunder-heads the arts of potions making.
"Thanks" he said as he slipped into the clothes that had been given to him. They felt right on him somehow, he didn't know how or why, they just did. He felt as though he belonged, what he didn't realise yet was that he did belong. He belonged with Severus Snape, who was never going to give him away...Or even let him get away, and Harry in time would realise that.
"What are we starting with?" asked Harry curiously.
Severus moved around collecting books he knew Harry needed, before dropping them with a thump on the table next to Harry. Harry looked at him and then at the books, as if they were going to read themselves and at Severus as if he had just grown a second head...to Harry he had more than just a second head.
The room could not stop spinning; scrunching his nose he opened the book.
Severus left saying "Read those books, hear anything strange hide, don't let anyone know you are here or you are as good as dead do I make myself clear?" asked Severus. His authority over Harry, clear in his voice.
"Yes, sir" said Harry. His head lowered, his eyes hiding the pain he felt. He knew this man would never want him; he was just a stupid child. He knew the man only wanted him to kill those men, and then Gods only knew where he would end up. He swore he would not lie about and get abused again. He had his magic back and he was not going to let it be taken from him again. Even if he didn't breathe and die from oxygen, his life was nothing without magic.
"Harry?" asked Severus wondering why Harry had gone all submissive on him. "Look at me" demanded Severus. Harry's head came right up, his face tried to show no emotion but his eyes gave him away. They were over bright with sadness and pain. Probing into Harry's mind, wondering what had gotten him all upset. After a glimpse, his answer stunned him. Harry really liked him, and only saw himself as a pawn in everyone's game.
Closing his eyes slowly, he knew he wasn't good with sentimental rubbish. He knew by the looks of Harry, he looked like he needed some encouragement. Opening them again he took a hold of Harry's chin "I only set those rules because I don't want anything to happen to you ok?" said Severus as he rubbed Harry's chin.
"OK" was Harrys only reply.
His eyes were over bright with hope fear and awe.
Awe that someone might just care about him; hope that someone really saw him more than just a burden. Also fear that it was all just one big trick so he could hurt more.
"Good, now call a house elf if you need me" said Severus before leaving the room. Harry watched him leave his eyes trailing after the man, his thoughts on what the man had just said.
Did he dare to dream? No, he couldnt; nothing good would come of it. He knew he couldn't, it would be like cutting apart of himself apart. Most likely his heart, he could not deny himself the feeling of being cared for, and dare he say, being loved. Even if it was only temporary at least he could die knowing what love was.
He settled down to read the books, reading them took a hell of along time, but he seemed to be quite fast at reading. He had almost finished the second book by the time lunch time rolled around, he also ate another lovely meal made by the house elves.
He walked around the manor, the books under his arm. Opening the door to outside, he could hardly believe that he was actually outside. It had been a long time since he had ever been outside, perhaps when he had been six or seven, after that he had never been allowed.
"What the hell are you doing?!" yelled a voice at him from across the room that yanked him out of his new found bliss, Harry turned around looking confused what was wrong with him?
"What?" he asked. He was sure he had done nothing wrong; actually he knew he had done nothing wrong.
"Get back in here now." growled Severus Snape. He was giving Harry the chance to come back in on his own free will.
"What's wrong?" asked a confused Harry.
Severus was over at Harry within a couple of seconds, and slipping bands on his arms. Looking down at them curiously he thought they were cool...but he could feel magic around him; he wondered what the man had done.
"What have you done?" thought Harry out loud.
"Just made sure you could not leave this house, the wards will alert me of where you are at all times, and try and leave the wards will make you wither in pain till I get there" said Severus smugly.
He of course had assumed wrong. Harry had not left the house to get away; he had just wanted to go outside. Get a bit of fresh air and read his books somewhere not stuffy.
"Why?" asked Harry still not understanding why the man done it.
"So you can't leave" said Severus, who was getting annoyed at Harry's confusion.
"I wasn't trying to get away" he said to Severus looking at the man from under his black bangs.
"You expect me to believe that?!" asked Severus, as if it were the funniest thing he had ever heard.
"I wasn't Severus, I've not been out since I was seven, I think, and I guess I wanted fresh air, something I have not had in a long time. I can still come out here with these on right? It's been a long time since I've seen the sky..." said Harry.
Harry had looked Severus straight in the eye, until he said the word sky. Then he looked up at the beautiful blue sky that was clear, birds chirping, birds he could not see.
"You really weren't wanting away?" exclaimed Severus, shocked. He had honestly thought that when Harry had emerged from the doors that he had wanted to get away.
"Even if I did, where would I go?" asked Harry looking at Severus again, his green eyes seemed to be alive and alight with pleasure of just being outside.
"I suppose you are right." sighed Severus. Unable to take his eyes from Harry's ones, they were alight with a fire that he had never seen the likes of. Alight with determination, a fire of determination.
Right then and there, he knew they would win. Harry would be able to do it. Harry would make sure that the men who had hurt his parents, and most of all the person who had hurt him was going to die.
When he had looked into Harry's eyes it was a determination he had never seen the likes of before. With a cruel smirk, he knew he would look forward to it.
Here is the chapter you have all been dying on! Will Harry get away from Severus? or will Harry feel emotions for Severus? after all Severus is the only one he can really trust. Will Harry really get revenge on Dumbledore and Voldemort? or just one? or will he let them destroy each other? R&R and tell me what you think and want! goodbye.