A/N: Thank you all for the reviews! I realize there are still a lot of questions so I hope that this chapter helps clear that all up. . . However SnapesYukuai has brought to attention that Harry didn't go to Hogwarts until he was 12, the reason being is I wanted Harry to be 13 this summer and it to be after his second year, but thank you for bringing it up, as I know it was going to bring a lot of confusion.

Snape walked briskly down the hallway. He was sure that the Order wasn't enjoying the wait. Impatient, imbeciles. Snape scoffed as he walked into his room. The warm fire; still ablaze kept the room toasty. He fled to the bathroom where he opened a cabinet; inside he pulled out a wash cloth and three potions. He quickly wiped the blood clean from his forehead and took the potions back to Harry's room. He uncapped the bottles and leaned Harry upward. Harry's eyes fluttered in and out of sleep. Snape didn't bother to talk to the boy, one potion was a dreamless sleep, another was for his cuts and bruises, and finally the last was for the black eye. After lying Harry back onto his side he turned on his heel and shut the bedroom door.

I wouldn't want to keep them waiting much longer, would I? With that Snape evaporated to his designation. He arrived before a long mahogany table, seated at it were the members of The Order Of Phoenix.

"Aw, Severus my boy." Albus's eyes twinkled brightly again. Snape took his seat on the right of Albus who was seated at the head of the table. "I do hope Harry is fine?"

"Of course Headmaster, he is at home fast asleep." There where a few glances around the room and Snape picked up on it. "What is going on, now?" He said folding himself in the chair. Albus looked up.

"In a moment, Severus, Right now the Order has a few questions to ask." Albus turned to Remus who sat quietly with a rather dark glare across his face.

"I don't understand why he-" Albus held his hand up to silence him.

"Not now, Remus. Please ask him about what you wanted." Remus sighed composing himself.

"Snape." Remus spat. "It seems somebody changed my wolfsbane." Snape couldn't help but smirk, it happened ever meeting; ever time Remus would go off topic and accuse Snape of tying to kill him, because each and every time Remus would ask for a cure-not a 'helping dose'. So as asked Snape would try new things and sometimes the potion would hurt more then help.

"Remus, as I have said before, I do.not.have.the.cure." Snape said annoyed tapping his fingers against the table. "I only do what you ask, and this time you asked for something new, so yes I did 'change' it, in hopes that it would work."

"Or hoping it would kill him." Another member suggested under his breath. A few chuckles were dispersed and Snape, as always took it with a masked face.

Albus turned to Snape who was slightly slumped in his chair with one arm up to his face; with his two fingers he was massaging his temples.

"Snape? Did anyone see you take Harry?" Snape flinched as for the last half an hour his cursed dark mark burned.

"No." Snape said through clenched teeth as the burn became more intense.

"He is lying! Can't you tell?" Yelled another member of the Phoenix, but before anyone could react to the member Snape cut in.

"Actually at the moment, I'm being called." Snape said twisting his face as the pain still wouldn't release. The man who accused Snape quieted down as the rest of the order watched as Snape suffered through the pain.

Albus kept his eyes on Snape, he could tell Severus was in a lot of pain while trying to mask it; needless to say he wasn't doing a good job. His hand lay in his lap in a tight white knuckled fist, while the other had bundled up his black jeans in yet another fist as his legged tapped over and over.

"As I was saying-" Snape caught his breath as the pain released. "Nobody saw me because I used a polyjuice potion, before I left. Yet, because I couldn't find Potter, it was already beginning to wear off when I got there."

"Do you think that they say you Snape? I mean really you are quite recognizable." Remus smirked.

"Perhaps, but I assume I will find out tonight when I attended my second duty." Snape said narrowing his eyes, the room stayed quite as they all knew he meant spying on The Dark Lord.

"Maybe now is the time to bring up the matter of Harry's living conditions, while you were gone, we discussed that Harry obviously cannot stay with his family anymore." Snape raised an eyebrow at this.

"Obviously . . ." he repeated. Albus's eyes twinkled lavishly.

"So somebody else must take on the role of being his new guardian." Snape chocked back a swallow.

What the hell is this old coot thinking?

"Headmaster . . . I don't see where this is going." Snape said hoping; honestly that he really didn't know what was going on; even though he did.

"Severus, my boy-"

"No. No do not 'Severus, my boy' me!" Snape said standing from his chair.

"Severus?" Is your head hurt?" Remus asked a since of true worry in his voice, Snape lifted a hand to see that he had in deed re-opened his wound.

"Don't worry about it." Snape snapped back, wiping away the blood trickling down his chin.

"Severus, please take a seat." Albus asked. In voluntary and hesitantly Snape sat back down. "I think Harry needs somebody that can protect him to be his guardian."

"That's not me." Snape blurted without really thinking.

"Severus, I know that you can do it-" Albus said with bright blue eyes.

"No, acutely you are wrong I cannot do that." Snape said wanting to sand and disappear. "There is no way that I'm going to be a blasted guardian! Never! Never, and I mean Never!" Snape snarled through clenched teeth. Most of the order stood in shock, because Snape, being Snape wasn't the kind of person who showed emotion and that mean anger too.

"Severus Snape, you disappoint me." Albus whispered. Snape falling back in his chair from shock sat bewildered. He hasn't cried since the day Albus took him in from being a death eater, but he felt the formailer feeling and blinked.

"Y-You what?" Snape swallowed. Albus and the rest of the order stumbled back a bit in their chairs hearing Snape's voice crack. "Forget it." Snape said rising gathering his composer, but everyone could see the blank dullness in his eyes. "You can come and pick him up in the morning. I have another meeting to attend." Albus stood from his seat.

"No, you cannot be a spy anymore Severus, you are needed somewhere else." Snape stood side shocked. Albus had always wanted Severus to spy, never had he really cared that much about him, or so he thought, and now because the Potter brat needed a protector it was suddenly more important then anything else?

"No." Snape said calmly. "You cannot do this." Albus looked at Snape sadly.

"I care too much for you Severus, and I should have let you stop spying sooner, but as you know, there is more then one boy who needs you."

Snape froze before he trembled ever so slightly.

AN/ I hope that was a good chapter, lol maybe, maybe not. Well tell me what you think. :)