Pretty Boy

Chapter 13

Privet Drive And Homicidal Tendencies

Severus looked around, wondering which door was in front of Harry's childhood house. House not home, since he hadn't been welcome there. He was a few feet from Petunia, was surprisingly all that was on Snape's mind not the abuse. He remembered the vow he'd made, figuratively speaking, he wanted to kill her. To get revenge for the fact she'd abused a wizarding child, never mind that said child was Lily's son.

"Where is he?" snarled Remus, grabbing Snape by the front of his robes, growling lowly in his throat. His amber eyes flashing, showing his werewolf was close to the surface. By sheer willpower he managed to rein in most of his baser instincts so he didn't hurt Snape. At least until he heard what the man had to say.

"Get off me this instant," snapped Severus in indignation.

"Where is he Snape?" repeated Remus, not letting go. "If you've hurt him I swear to Merlin I won't be responsible for my actions!"

"I swear on my magic as a wizard, that I don't intend or have I ever hurt Harry, physically, emotionally and or mentally." said Severus with that, magic wrapped around them. Grunting as he was let go, and fell back into the fence behind them. Breathing deeply, not showing just how much it had hurt his back or ribs, which were still recovering form what happened. Magic wasn't a miracle worker; unfortunately the bones had to get better themselves.

"You…care? You care for…him?" stuttered Remus blinking owlishly at Snape, wondering if he was dreaming or fallen head first into a coma or alternative reality.

"Of course I do you stupid idiot!" snapped Severus, releasing some pent up frustration. He loved Harry more than he'd loved anyone before. He wasn't going to hide that from them, he didn't want Harry thinking he was ashamed of him.

"Where is he? Please tell me he's safe! Tell me Voldemort doesn't have him!" said Remus in a rush, wondering how Harry was after all this time.

"The Dark Lord doesn't have him," snapped Severus irritated by the list of questions, it reminded him strongly of Hermione Granger.

"Where is he?" asked Remus, he wanted to see Harry so much, but Harry didn't want to see him or Sirius. Merlin he would love for a second just to see him, maybe explain everything, but he didn't think it would matter much. Harry seems determined to hate them; it had devastated Sirius, who hadn't been the same since that night.

"I want your wizard's oath that you will not speak, write down or even give clues to what has been done. Where we went, or with who. Not with anyone especially not Albus Dumbledore, unless me or Harry gives you permission," said Severus. "Now or I will Obliviate you."

Remus was shocked; Severus was serious, he really would Obliviate him. Why would Severus go to all this length to keep Harry away from Dumbledore? What on earth happened? He really didn't understand what was happening, but he knew if he didn't give the oath that he wouldn't find out.

"I Remus John Lupin, so swear, that no living or dead person or creature, shall ever find out what I am about to see, hear or do without the permission of Severus Snape or Harry Potter," said Remus thickly, just saying Harry's name filled him with several different emotions.

"Hold on to me," said Severus emotionlessly.

Remus grabbed a hold of him, all too eager to meet Harry, yet scared, happy and nervous all at once. Taking a deep breath, he relaxed his hold slightly, seeing Severus was…disgusted at his exuberance, or might be his touch. Severus didn't like people touching him, but to get where they were going, he obviously needed guided. Which meant Harry was at least protected.

Severus grimaced at the touch, but nevertheless Apparated them away from Privet Drive. It looked as though Petunia Dursley would live for another day at least anyway. He Apparated into the living room this time, just in case, he didn't want Lupin to see Harry in any state of undress. Not only would it make Remus blush for weeks but Harry might take offence to it. Harry was used to him, but Lupin…was another matter entirely.

"Harry?" called Severus, his voice softer than Remus had ever heard it, causing the man's jaw to drop.

A curse was heard within the bedroom before Harry came out with singed eyebrows. "Your timing is absolutely foul." said Harry, freezing at the sight of the newcomer, but didn't become afraid or accuse Severus of betrayal. Harry quite quickly put two and two together and realized who this was.

"What the hell have you been up to?" asked Severus immediately going over, taking a close look, touching him, ensuring Harry wasn't burnt. He needn't have worried, only his eyebrows were singed nothing more.

"You interrupted my spell," said Harry rubbing his burnt eyebrows wryly. "That will teach me not to stand for interruptions."

"Harry may I introduce you to…" started Severus but was unable to finish since Harry interrupted.

"Lupin, yeah I figured as much. I knew you were going to tell him, not bring him here." said Harry impassively.

"I'm sorry," choked Remus, falling to his knees in front of Harry, "I'm so very sorry, I wanted to see you, I truly did. I wasn't allowed, they wouldn't let me, I'm so sorry. Please do not hate me; I will do anything for a second chance. Please."

"What on earth are you blathering on about?" said Harry, stepping away from the seemingly broken man in front of him. Extremely uncomfortable at the disgusting weak display of emotion. It took everything in him not to strike out or snarl at him but refrained only because of his confusion.

I know small...but i couldnt think of what else to fill the chapter with :D and i dont want to add too much and risk ending up with a massive plot hole. Harry's wand is still in his trunk he doesnt use it - he doesnt have a need for it for those asking. Any more questions feel free to ask! i can never remember all the questions so i might have missed one :) R&R PLEASE! the singed eyebrows remind you of anyone ;) lol