Disclaimer: (forgot to put this in earlier) I don't own Harry Potter, no matter how many times I've prayed someday I will.
Chapter 3
Harry was in the garden pulling weeds.
'Doesn't he do anything with this garden?' Harry wondered.
It was about three days after the incident at dinner. They weren't really talking to each other. The fact of the matter was, Snape hadn't really been around the last couple of days. Harry didn't know what he was up to, but he thought it had something to do with Voldemort.
He nearly had a heart attack when he heard footsteps behind him.
"Potter, there's someone here to see you," Snape said.
"Who'd be here to see me?" he asked.
"Go see. That way I can get the mangy mutt out of my house all the sooner," Snape suggested sharply.
"Sirius is here?" Harry asked as he ran inside.
Sirius was in the library looking at the bookshelves.
"Hey Sirius, what are you doing here?" Harry asked.
"I'm here to see you. That's what," Sirius smiled.
"You're looking better," Harry said.
His hair was shorter and combed out. He had shaved and had on new robes. There weren't as many shadows in the man's eyes.
"I have to ask, why the hell do you look so much like Snivellus, and why are you here?" Sirius inquired.
"In case a Death Eater comes by. We've figured I can pose as a long lost cousin or something," Harry said.
They sat down in some chairs.
"You didn't answer my second question Harry," he said.
"Well, Dumbledore thought it'd be a good idea if I stayed here awhile," he answered.
"You're lying Harry," Sirius said.
"Not completely, and I really don't want to talk about it. So how did you convince Snape to let you come?" he redirected.
"Actually, he came to get me. Said there was some things you might want to talk about. Seeing as how you hate him, he thought maybe you'd talk to me. It was actually very nice of him. I just about had an aneurysm," Sirius said.
"So that's why you're asking why I'm here. What all did he tell you?" Harry demanded angrily.
He got up and started pacing in front of the fireplace. Sirius remained seated and watched Harry's progress.
"He didn't tell my anything, just that you should have someone to talk to," he replied.
"Well the reason I'm here is because Snape had to open his mouth. He just couldn't let things go. He had to interfere at the Dursleys'," Harry growled.
"What you mean with them hitting you and all. The bastard. I'll go talk to Dumbledore for you and see what it'll take to get you away from him," Sirius said abruptly.
Harry stopped his pacing and looked at his godfather.
"You mean you knew how they treated me?" he asked quietly.
"Yeah, everyone who keeps and eye on you knows. It just figures that within the first couple of times he's sent to watch you he has to but in," Sirius said mostly to himself.
"What do you mean everyone who keeps an eye on me?" he snarled.
"Just that Dumbledore had a few people that were watching after you while you were at the Dursleys. No big deal," he said.
"Dumbledore had people watching me? They knew what the Dursleys were doing to me? None of you did a goddamn thing to stop them?" Harry's voice was getting louder with each sentence.
"Why the hell was it Snape who finally ignored what I said and not one of you? You're the one that's supposed to look after me, not him! Why damn it?" he shouted.
"Harry calm down. We knew you would say it wasn't anything, so we gave you what you would want. We left you alone," Sirius said.
"Like hell! I asked to come live with you only hours after I thought that you had killed my parents! Doesn't that tell you something?" Harry screamed.
"At the moment, no it didn't. I thought you wanted to be with someone who could tell you about your parents," Sirius barked.
"Potter, Black what the hell are you shouting about?" Snape demanded.
"A lot of things Snivellus, none of which concerns you," Sirius snarled.
"You're holding your shouting match in my house. Of course it concerns me. Potter, do you want this menace out of here as much as I do?" Snape asked menacingly.
"At the moment yes. Get him away from me please, I'm going to my room," Harry said.
"Well you heard the boy Black. Out, before I call Azkaban," Snape sneered.
"Taking orders from a teenager now Snivellus?" Sirius asked impudently.
"When it suits me. Now leave, so I can go see what you said to Potter that got him so angry at you of all people," Snape ordered.
"It's none of your business what goes on between me and my god son," Sirius growled.
"While your god son is in my house, what you do to him is my business," Snape said furiously.
"Right, well then I'll just leave you to play father to him," Sirius said.
Sirius changed into his dog shape and ran out of the house. Snape spent a couple minutes calming down before he went to Harry's room.
Harry was lying on his bed with his head buried in his pillow. His clothes and books were thrown around the room. There was an ink spill dripping down the mirror. Papers were covering everything.
"This place is a sty Potter, I hope you'll have it cleaned up soon," Snape said.
"Yeah, whatever. Just go away Snape," he murmured through his pillow.
Snape pulled the chair out from under the desk and sat down.
"I'm not going anywhere until you tell me why you were shouting at Black. Usually you two are yelling at me," Snape said offhandedly.
"Then you're going to be here for awhile," Harry said.
He sat up and threw the pillow over Snape's head.
"I hope that wasn't aimed at me Harry. Generally you throw a lot better than that," he said.
"It wasn't aimed at you. And what the hell was with him anyway!" Harry shouted the last bit.
"He said they were doing what I would have wanted them to! Like I wanted to be left with them!" he yelled.
"You're the only one that considered what was best for me. Sirius told me that you'd only watched me a couple of times. Was the first time right before you sent me that note?" he said causticly.
"Yes. I was hoping that if you realized someone knew, then you'd do something yourself, so I wouldn't have to interfere," Snape answered.
"Fat lot of good that did huh?" Harry grinned ironically.
"Very true. So I take it having you talking to Black is out of the question?" Snape replied.
"Yeah. I'm not even going to owl him for awhile," he responded.
"Well then, I'm going to bed now. I'll see you tomorrow Harry," Snape said.
Snape was walking towards the door when Harry called out.
"Sir? That's the second time you've called me Harry instead of Potter. That's part of why I kept my eye's the way they are. It's cliched, but they do tell who I am. That's part of my problem with people. Goodnight," Harry smiled bitterly.
"Now what do you mean by that?" he asked in exasperation.
"I'll tell you another time," he said.
"Right. You continue to exasperate me," Snape said.
Harry only sighed as Snape walked out of the room. They both went to bed a little uncertain on how to act come tomorrow.
AN: I hope the reason didn't disappoint. Its explained a little better in the next chapter. And thank you all soooo much for the reviews. They're a nice little ego boost :)