"You bloody fucking liar!" Harry realized that the words were already asking for a punishment but he just didn't care. Everything just boiled and then in another second he exploded.

He thrashed out at Snape, letting loose a thousand cursed words at him.

Snape, who at the moment was trying to keep his face straight, was having much difficulty. He knew that the Potter brat wouldn't like the news, but he didn't think he would take it this bad. Snape grounded his teeth in irritation, trying focusing on the ceiling.

Potter is just overacting. He finally concluded.

"Potter." Snape said concentrating very hard to keep his control. "I will give you to the count of three to quite down, or I will take you over my knee and we can continue our conversation from there." Harry didn't take the time to think.

"You think that is going to work on me Snape?! You think you can bloody well treat me like a four year old?!" Harry yelled tossing his arms around like a complete child who was throwing a tamper tantrum.

"One." Snape decided. Crossing his arms watching the black haired-green eyed brat look at him with wide eyes.

"Hey! Where you listing to me!?" Harry continued to throw a tantrum, balling his fists to his side.

"Two." Snape answered in a calm voice.

Is Snape completely mad? Harry stoped for a moment before shacking his thoughts away.

"I said it's not working Snape." Harry countered. "You can't treat me like this." Snape corked an eyebrow at Harry.

"Are you going to listen?" Snape inquired. Harry gave him a ridiculous look as if to say 'Are you bloody crazy?'

"Does it look like I'm going to fucking listen to you Sna-" Harry was cut short as Snape made a grab for him.

"Three." Harry tried to counter the movement, but Snape was to fast. He wrapped a hand around Harry's wrist. Snape then began to walk towards the family room, Harry trailing forcefully behind him.

"No! Wait! I'll listen!" Harry pleaded seeing as the tall armchair was getting closer. Snape tried to ignore the plead altogether, but the fear laced in the words tugged at him. He sat in the armchair and flung Harry over his knee, but he did not start.

"Potter, please stop this annoying begging, it's not working."-Even though it was. "I gave you a warning and you refused to listen to me." Snape continued in a some what soft voice.

Harry sniffled, both of his hands where wrapped around Snape's pants, he wasn't frightened; he felt a mix of anger and regret.

Snape sighed, he knew he couldn't go back on his word so in a flick of the wrist he brought his hand down.

"Potter, I know that in this situation you were going to act a little rash, but you reached your limit. There will be no cursing, no tantrums, and when you are warned please take it." Snape said bringing his hand down a few more times.

Harry started to feel his emotions take over. He finally found somebody that wanted to take him in, somebody who actually cared enough to buy him clothing, a bed, food, bathing . . . and even though Harry didn't want to admit it; discipline as well.

"I'm sorry!" Harry said as he started to feel the burn and overdramatic emotions. He felt a little embarrassed as well, even four year olds didn't get spanked as much as he did.

Snape almost paused for a moment. That was a quick response.

"Yes, tell me why you are being spanked." Snape lifted his right leg exposing Harry's sit spots.

"C-cursing." Harry cried. "And for no-t taking your w-warning." He felt himself crying broken heartily now. He felt alone, even though he was in the lap of a man, getting punished.

"Very well." Snape decided, and with one last good smack he helped the boy up, but did not let go, holding Harry by his shoulders.

Harry was a mess, he was tear streaked, had a running nose, and his hair was even worse the normal. Snape feeling a tug in his heart and did what any normal person would do. He pulled Harry into an embrace. It was awkward at first and he felt Harry stiffen. Then after another second the boy fell into the mans broad chest, crying himself out.

Harry was confused to find himself being pulled in-it shocked him. After a moment though he needed somebody-he wanted anybody. He felt himself brake down, pulling Snape closer to him.

Snape hushed him, messing his fingers through Harry's unruly hair. "You are forgiven, Harry."

AN: A little fluffy? Lol well thanks for the reviews! I hope this was a good chapter! :)