A/N Holy cow! Thank you sooo much for the reviews! I guess I will continue with Save Me, No One! Thank you for the idea Allstoriesrock so do authors! I will definitely use it! And yes, Harry is alive. Poppy was just referring to his soul or spirit being dead. (She's just guessing though).

I think I'll make the rest of the story third person point of view, if that is all right (It's really hard to remember to write in first person).

Disclaimer: Still don't own Harry Potter.

Save Me, No One

Chapter 2

Harry Potter opened his eyes to a foggy white place, certainly not the dark Great Hall, where he had been meeting with Aurors about getting a pardon for Draco Malfoy.

"Oh, Mr. Potter. You're awake..." Madam Pomfrey said from somewhere to his left. She didn't say it briskly, like normal. She sounded tired and sad.

"Yeah. Why am I here?" Harry asked, as he sat up.

"Oh! You, uh, passed out. Probably from strain on your magical core." If Harry didn't know any better, he would have said the strict woman sounded pained.

"Are you all right?" the man asked, rubbing his scar, smiling at the pain-freeness of it.

The woman grimaced. "Fine dear. Just a bit tired." Harry narrowed his eyes, frowning. Dear? Since when did she call him dear?

A slight twinge of panic swept through his veins. She said strain on his magical core. Did his glamours collapse? No, impossible... They had been up for years! But still...

"Uh, I should be going. Got some work to do, ya know. Draco..."

"Mr. Malfoy has been in here already," Poppy stated quietly. At Harry's raised eyebrow, she added, "Assisting Prof-Headmaster Snape. He's alive."

Harry was on his feet in seconds, pulling on his ruined trainers and attempting to clean his glasses. "Where is he?"

Pomfrey hesitated. "I think he went to Alb-his office. Wait! I haven't released you yet-"

"Bye Madam Pomfrey!" the black haired, green-eyed man shouted over his shoulder, as he rushed out the door.

Poppy shook her head. The parallels between Severus and Harry seemed more pronounced now. The older man would never remain in the hospital wing long, always hating being 'mollycoddled'. But Harry was worse, due to the fact he spent so much of his time there in the first place. 'Merlin, he was here so many times! How did I not see?' Then again, only Saint Mungos was allowed to cast full diagnostic spells, the glamour cutter ones.

Poppy vowed that THAT rule would change and SOON.

The seventeen year old barreled down the half-way cleaned hallways almost knocking over several people, before skidding to a stop outside the gargoyle.

"Dumbledore!" the boy shouted. Nothing. "Lemon drop? No, why on Earth would Snape put THAT as his password..." Harry paused. "Lily?" Yep, that did the trick.

The energy seemed to drain from the man as he walked up the dusty spiral staircase. The large oak door was still the same. He knocked.

"Enter," came the reply. Harry couldn't help but be reminded of fifth year, when that voice beckoned him into Occlumency lessons. 'Only two years ago, and yet it seems as though it was a different life!'

Harry slowly stepped in wand drawn.

And there he was. The man Harry was sure died in his arms; standing there looking as alive as he had been as the Potions Master Harry had encountered when he was eleven.

Though he looked a lot older, as well. The man's hair had a hint of steel grey, and his face had more wrinkles than Harry had ever seen. "Professor Snape," Harry greeted curtly. "What was the spell that I used on Draco Malfoy sixth year?"

"Potter. And the answer is Sectum Sempra. How did I 'die'?"

Harry swallowed down the raw emotion that bubbled up in his throat. For some reason, Severus's death effected him more than all the rest, even before he watched the memories. Maybe it was that Snape died in his arms; that Harry was the last thing he saw... "Nagini killed you, but I think Tom used Sectum Sempra on you first..." Snape nodded sharply, before sitting down in the chair.

"Let's talk."

A/N All righty then! Snape won't bring up the subject of Harry's abuse yet, but it will come up. Maybe. And Draco WILL enter again. But for now, review!