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Saturday. It would be a perfect day if Potter didn't have detention with me. But he is. Well, maybe it's not entirely his fault... No! It is, it's his fault! Merlin, this is very confusing. Why do these things happen to me?! Everything was ok until that boy appeared on two days ago. And that boy is myself, and he's in Potter's care… This is crazy. But anyway, since the boy is in Potter's care he should know better than letting him run in the castle.

Flashback

"Come on Harry, I want to see Buckbeak please!" A little boy said.

"I'm coming little one, I was telling Hermione we were going to see him." Harry answered. "She's coming with us."

"Ok." The little boy said and ran to the entrance of the castle.

Before Harry or Hermione could tell him to stop running, the boy had collided with the Potions Master, who was furious.

End of flashback

"Good morning, sir." I hear a grumpy Potter say.

"Why is he here?" I ask, pointing at my young self.

"He doesn't trust other people yet to stay alone with them. Since I can bring him to my classes I suppose he can come with me to my detentions. He will be quiet." He answers glaring at me.

"You know what to do, I'll come later to see if the cauldrons are clean. I'll be in my office. And remember, no magic." I snap, and I leave. I had thought that Potter was going to come alone, so my plan was to stay in the classroom with him while he was cleaning the cauldrons. But now that the little scamp is here I have no intention of seeing him interact with the Potter boy.

Later I hear the two boys talking from my office.

"Harry?" A low voice says.

"Yes little one?" Potter answers softly, without stopping washing the cauldrons.

"Why does he punishes you?"

"Because I exploded a potion." Potter answers. What? He's in detention because he let the scamp run in the castle and he collided with me. Why does he lie?

"But your potion was fine yesterday, I saw it, it didn't explode"

"I know, but the one I did on Wednesday wasn't ok." He lies again. He didn't explode the potion on Wednesday. In fact, the potion was acceptable.

"Didn't he punish you yesterday because I run into him? I saw him talking to you when Mione came to pick me up." The boy says guiltily. "I'm sorry! Please, don't give me to the old man with a beard, I want to stay with you, I promise to be good!" It seems that he's going to cry.

"No! No Sev. That wasn't your fault, he was only reminding me that I had detention. Just remember not to run inside the castle. And remember what I told you, I'm not giving to anyone. You're staying with me until you can go back home." Potter says softly.

"Ok Harry. Can I help you?" Little Severus says.

"No, little one, sit there and draw something while I wash these cauldrons. I'll try to finish soon." Harry says with a smile.

"Will you take me to see Buckbeak later?"

"Of course, we'll go after lunch."

Perfect, I'll forbid him to go outside the castle.

'Why?' One part of my mind asks.

Because he's careless. I answer.

'No, he's not. You're jealous because he likes the boy, when he won't even look at you.'

ME? Of what of course I'm not jealous! Shut up!

'Yes, you are, because Harry is being great with the little boy and you want him to be that way with you.'

That's ridiculous. Of course I'm not… "AH! Potter what have you done?!" I shout looking at my hand. A wound has appeared and I'm bleeding. I hear the boy crying.

"Shh Sev, it's only a little wound, look." Potter is saying when I walk into the class.

Potter is kneeling in front of the crying boy, cleaning his wounded hand and closing the wound with his wand.

"See? Your hand it's perfect now. Better?" Potter says and the boy nods. "Good, go to finish your drawing." He says, giving him a hug, and he puts a silencing charm around us before talking to me.

"I'm sorry sir, he tripped." He says looking at my hand and he heals my wound like he has done with the boy's hand before I can complain.

"Are you incapable of taking care of him?" I snap at him, even though I know it's not Potter's fault.

"No sir, I'm not. He just fell, like any other kid. I can't put him in a security bubble." He says angrily.

"You can't leave the castle today Mr. Potter, that will be your punishment for your cheek."

"What?" He shouts.

"And if you can't keep that monster from…"

"Wait, wait, that monster?! With all my respect, but that little boy is not a monster. However, it seems that he became a monster. How can you talk like that about him? That boy it's you! I know it's difficult to see that, because that boy is kind and caring and you are being a git! I've just cleaned 23 filthy cauldrons; I have wasted 2 hours of my Saturday in detention. You punished me because your younger YOU collided with YOURSELF. And now you want to punish me and a four-year-old boy for falling. I've had enough of this!" He says furiously and he removes the charm.

"Come on Sev, we are leaving." He says softly, it doesn't matter he has just had a heated argument with me. He takes the boy's hand and leads him to the corridor. I stay frozen, looking at the door, not knowing what to do. He's right about what he has said, and that's what pains me the most.

"It's for you, Harry." I hear the boy talking in the corridor.

"Wow! It's perfect. Thank you Sev! I'll stick it on my wardrobe when we reach the tower." Potter says. I move towards the door and I see him picking up the little boy and hugging him.

'Of course Harry's right and you know you're jealous of the child.' My mind says. And I know it's true. I must be losing my mind because I'm jealous of myself.