((SXH: Hey guys! I was so happy when I posted up the first chapter. I didn't expect it to be so popular right off the bat. I hope you all enjoyed the second chapter as much as you did the first! And here is the third chapter! Enjoy!))

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Kingdom Hearts. I only own this storyline.

Warning: Cursing and violent tendencies

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A Nobody's Love

Chapter 3: A Glimpse of Him

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After dinner, everyone began to make their way to their common rooms. Harry, irritated and showed it, stood up and joined it before his friends could catch him. They tried to catch up to him but couldn't find him. Harry lost them in the crow on purpose. He had ducked into an old, empty classroom and pulled on his invisibility cloak, without anyone noticing. He exited the classroom and then headed for the dungeons.

As soon as he stepped down there, he had to keep himself from laughing. Snape was trying to herd the new first years together while the prefects sat by and watched. Severus glared at them and threated them with detention if they didn't help. They immediately stood up and began helping their Head of House. What most other students don't know about Severus was that he did punish the Slytherins from time to time. But, he wasn't open about it. He knew that they were all full of pride, but he didn't believe that it took public punishment to teach them a lesson.

No. His Slytherins were special, so he always took a more private, yet humiliating approach. He would give them detention, but only on days that no one else had one, and he would give them a worse punishment. He would never give them a detention in class either, he would approach them after classes were done for the day. If it was a minor punishment, like a chastisement (for other houses), then he would call them into his officer later that day and give them a punishment he thought suited them. Harry chuckled lightly to himself at the memory of Draco wincing a little every time he sat down for about a week after he blew up Harry's cauldron.

Once the prefects began to round up the first years, Severus turned away from them and began to walk away toward his rooms. Harry quickly followed but had to jump aside when he heard quick footsteps come up behind him. Speak of the devil… Harry thought as he looked at who had passed him.

"Professor!" Draco called coming up to the man.

"What is the matter, Mr. Malfoy?" the dark man asked. Draco stood there panting for a moment. Clearly he had run all the way from the Great Hall, down the steps and to the dungeons in a hurry to see Snape.

"May I speak with you privately?" the blonde asked as soon as he regained his breath. Severus gave a curt nod, and without a word he began to walk to his chambers again. Harry was going to move closer to Severus to get into the room quicker, but Draco seemed to be practically clinging to the grown man. Harry knew that if he could, he would be more than annoyed by the action.

When they arrived at Severus's room, Harry had to quickly run in behind the Malfoy before the Portrait slammed shut. Harry then moved quietly to the side so as not to be heard or be tripped over. Harry took a seat immediately, figuring this was going to take a moment. Snape gestured for Draco to take a seat while he summoned some tea.

"What is it you wished to speak with me about, Draco?" Snape asked as he took his own seat in his favorite green armchair.

"Many things actually," Draco began, but his voice grew soft. "Although, you may not wish to speak about some things I have in mind…" Severus chuckled deeply, making the boy in front of his fidget a little and look down, like he was in trouble.

"Try me," Severus answered, with an amused smile on his face. Harry felt his own lips twitch at the sight of it. It was rare to see the dark man smile, let alone laugh. Harry never really understood the need to either of those things. Now is not the time to think about that. Right now, we must sit down and listen. Harry thought to himself.

Draco briefly raised his eyes, but then they locked onto the floor again. Harry could see he was nervous. "I merely wished to know how your summer went, Uncle Sev. I hardly heard from you. What little I did get did not tell me how you were," Draco answered uneasily. Severus looked his up and down, studying him, debating his answer.

"Do not worry, Draco. I assure you it had nothing to do with the Dark Lord," Severus informed gently. "I was well over the summer, though I can't say the same for this school year. I have been working with some friends a long way from here. I was well out of harm's way." Draco breathed a sigh of relief, one he had been holding in since the train ride here.

"That is good to hear," Draco began again. "What exactly is it you were working on?" Draco raised his head now, his eyes shining with curiosity. Severus was taken aback by the question, but he gave a reassuring smile anyway.

"It was just some healing research, having to do with the heart," Severus replied. Harry commended Severus for his ability to lie without actually telling a lie. He had a gift for only giving the half-truth. Some days, he and the rest of their 'friends' would sit down and debate whether or not he was an honest man or a manipulative liar. Those conversations were always interesting. "Other than that, I can't say anything for sure. Maybe I will be able to tell you about it some other time. For now, I think you should be going off to bed."

Draco's nodded with each new piece of information, but he looked uneasy when he was told to go. "Uncle, can't I stay with you tonight? It has been so long since I last stayed here…" Draco asked timidly, making Harry's eye twitch. Since when has Draco looked this cute? I swear he is acting like a little kid… Harry thought.

"I'm sorry, Draco, but you can't. You have class tomorrow," Severus replied, putting on his best apologetic look. Draco's head hung and he stood. He went to the door and just as he was about to leave, Severus called back to him. "Good night, Dragon." Draco hesitated before returning it, and then he left. Harry's lips curved, smirking at the transaction.

"That was sweet," he commented and lifted his cloak. "I almost felt something." Severus looked at his with his normal cold eyes.

"Don't get smart, young man," Severus replied.

"You want me to stay dumb?" Harry asked playfully. Severus scoffed, scowling. "Quit that. That horrible look doesn't do justice for your handsome face." Severus ignored him. He went about the room and replaced the tea set with two wine glasses and a bottle of rich red wine.

"Shut up and sit down," the dark man ordered and poured his a glass. Harry bounced over and smiled so brightly that Severus shivered. There was always something wrong with that bright smile. It was something dark, cruel. If Severus ever had to compare the smile to something… Well, let's say that Harry's smile made Voldemort's look like a little girl's on Christmas day. If Severus could feel fear, he would be terrified.

"Alright, Sev. Since you asked so nicely, I will," Harry answered. And he did. He curled up in the other arm chair, and took up his tea. As soon as he finished his first sip, His face went from happy to dead serious. "Moving on to more important matters, what is it you wanted to speak about?" Severus waited a moment to college his thoughts after being showing that bright smile.

Taking a deep breath, Severus began with, "I assume you could take a good guess at that. You saw her didn't you?" Harry make a small noise of acknowledgement as he sipped some more tea.

"I did. I recognize her from the memories of Replarry. She was at his hearing in the ministry," Harry explained. Severus was briefly confused by the name until it downed on him.

"Oh, you mean your replica. I thought you gave up on naming them since they died so often…" Severus commented. Harry looked slightly offended.

"Of course I haven't. I care for all my little replicas! Especially Replarry III," Harry argued. "Number IV always spends so much time just to make them for me. Why wouldn't I care to name them after all his hard work?" Severus just raised an eyebrow.

"But… Were you not the one who killed them in the first place?" Severus murmured. Harry merely scoffed.

"Keep in mind that out of the few I have had-"

"About 19."

"- I have only killed about five," Harry informed. "The first ten committed suicide. Then there was the one in second year who had survived the initial Basilisk bite, but not the venom later. There was the one who got bitten by Remus that I have made sure to cover up, in third year. And then there were the three that went mad after the challenges last year." Severus's gaze dropped. The topic of those mention suicides where taboo. Harry would say very little every once in a while, but he would never speak of the cause. After a few moments of silence, they both agreed to move on with more important matters.

"So, she was at the trial?" Severus enquired and sipped his wine. Harry gave an affirmative nod. "Well, no surprise there. She is practically Fudge's pet. They like to cause trouble together."

"So, what is she doing here?" Harry pressed.

"Fudge does not trust Dumbledore anymore, as you could probable tell by the very uncreative headlines. He also does not trust you. He thinks you are a liar who want nothing but attention," Severus informed. Harry smiled a little to himself.

"Remind you of someone?" Snape ignored the comment and continued.

"Because of the events last year and over the summer, this Umbridge toad is going to be here to… observe the students and staff," he finished.

"By 'observe', you mean 'spy', correct?" Harry asked seriously. He didn't even need Severus to answer, he knew it already by the look in his eye. "No matter. We will continue as planned. However, I do expect a weekly status report and-"

"That is the problem," Severus interrupted. Harry stopped at stared at Severus, then motioned for the man to continue. "She has much more power here than you think. Fudge has allowed her to change the rules here, Potter. She can make changes, drastic changes, and Dumbledore will not be able to do anything."

Harry thought over this for a little while, his face remained neutral. It would have scared Snape if he were any normal person, but the caution was there. It was always there when he spoke to the boy. He could never tell what the other was thinking and the boy never showed his true intentions. At most, it made him wary to make a wrong move. Finally, Harry spoke.

"Describe it in one sentence, Severus," Harry ordered. There is was. That melodic sound again. Harry's voice was hypnotizing and almost like he had been put under Veritaserum, Severus answered.

"The only power she does not have in this school, is that of the headmaster," he found himself saying with a smile, hoping he had pleased the other. He watched Harry's eyes widened and His smile contorted to an expression of worry. Had he upset him? Was he displeased? Suddenly, the desire to please the boy faded and Harry looked defeated.

"Forgive me, Severus," Harry began. "I did not mean to force that on you."

"It is fine," Severus replied, shaking off the remains of that desire. "However, I cannot help but wonder what caused it. After all these years you should have mastered that ability of yours." Harry shrugged and drank some of his tea.

"I don't know. Something has been making it come out lately, especially when I don't want it to…" Severus studied the boy. After a while, he stood.

"You should leave soon. Your two 'friends' are waiting for you," he informed softly. "If you wish to stay longer, I have to argue that it should be no more than an hour. They would surely start a search party for you if you were gone that long." Harry nodded and stood, his eyes cast down to the ground.

"I don't know. I think I just was to be alone… Maybe I'll go visit him, though," Harry whispered to himself.

"Potter, do you mean…?" Severus stopped when Harry's blank eyes shot up to look at him.

"Never mind. You are right. If I wait any long, they'll have Fluffy sniffing for my trail. Goodnight, Severus," Harry said and strode out. Severus watched him leave with concerned eyes. He has been acting strange lately. Every time that man come up, Harry avoids talking about him. Did they have a fight or something? Severus thought as he put away the glasses.

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