A/N Here we go again!

Disclaimer: Believe me, I don't have the patience to write books that have an average of 700 pages per book.

Plus, I'm a freshman... So yeah. Third day of school tomorrow. Yippie.

Save Me, No One

Chapter 15

Severus slowly opened his eyes, but they refused to go much further than halfway up. He felt warm, a strange feeling, since he was in his unheated house. The blankets wrapped around him were very thick, soft as well. His eyes were blurry, but he could hear the sizzling of a teapot and the crackling of turning pages from a book.

A soft knock sounded through the blurry room, and there were light footsteps moving across the floor. A door opened.

"Hello dear," came a soft, cool voice he knew he should recognize.

"Hello, Ms. Ma-Black," came a gentle male voice. 'Ms. Black?'

"How are you?" the female voice asked, moving farther into the room.

"Same as always."

"Ah. So tired?"

"Pretty much. A bit worried too..."

"About... him?"

'Narcissa!' his mind finally figured out. 'But who's the other one?'

"Yes... He has only woken up a few times, but he was pretty... disoriented. Called me Lily, once."

Severus mentally groaned. 'Potter?' But then the events of the boy's res-er-visit came to mind. He was half dead when Potter came, not having ate or slept much since he resigned from Hogwarts. He had ate from garbage cans over the three weeks, after his little amount of savings had finally been used up. Thinking about THOSE experiences caused him a great deal of both shame and pain.

"He seems better than when you first called everyone here. Has he gained some weight?" Narcissa asked, her voice worried. Severus blanched. The woman never 'worried' about him when her husband would... do things... Or what of the rumors about how he was the Dark Lord's favorite torture subject. Why did she pity him now?

"Not much. I got him up a stone, (not that that's much, considering he was at six stone), but he will need to take several nutritive potions when he wakes up. I had an IV attached to him, to get in food and water, and... emptied his bladder and such with spells..." Severus guessed all three of them were blushing. "I did FINALLY get that bloody fever down to 101`F, but he still has the throat infection."

"That is very good! Poppy should be proud," Narcissa gushed. Harry blushed redder.

"Its just the basics. But it was touch and go for the first few days. He was... submerged in memories, but he didn't speak all that much."

"How has your studying been?"

"Fine. I've been working whenever he doesn't need me. I've about got everything down, just need to go take a test at the Ministry," Harry muttered.

There was more talking for a bit, but Snape's mind was elsewhere.

'Where am I, anyway? And why are Narcissa and Potter talking?'

After a while, the blond left, and Severus drifted off again, though not for long.

"Hello Harry, Professor Snape," came the voice of Luna Lovegood.

"Hey Luna. Snape's still aslee- Hullo professor," Harry muttered sheepishly, seeing the glassy ebony colored orbs looking up at him.

Severus sat up a bit on the thick pillows, glad his eyes were more focussed now. "I-," Snape rasped, swallowing hard, as Harry handed him a glass of water.

"How'd you get here?" Harry asked Luna, as she set a paper bag down beside Severus's bed, or rather pull out couch.

"Oh, I rode Kevin," she said looking around the room. "Honestly Harry. Where is the color?"

"I haven't had time. And who, may I ask, is Kevin?" Harry asked, confusedSeverus looked at the teens, seeing they looked much more like adults than he remembered them.

"He's a Threstal that has been resting near my house. How are you professor?" the strange girl asked, turning to face the sickly man, who hd finished the water.

"Fine," he muttered stiffly, trying to untangle him from the sheets that were trapping his legs.

"Oh no you don't! I did NOT just spend this last week healing you for you to go off and- DONT MAKE ME CURSE YOU!"

The two men were staring (glaring) at each other, eye to eye, since they were both on the short side, and Snape was hunched over.

"There's your true Mediwizard spirit shining through. You're turning into a real Madam Pomfrey Jr." Harry stared at the girl as she sat down in a chair, looking up at the ceiling.

The two men shuddered.

"Sit down. I brought Professor Snape some Gnocco Soup," Luna ordered. Harry sat down at the table, flipping the bed up so Snape could sit more comfortably on the couch. The older man looked extremely uneasy.

"Do I even want to know?" Snape asked warily, as he sunk into the couch. The sofa was as worn as his own, only it was soft faux-suede, as opposed to the rough leather of his. The room was immensely warm, but he still shivered, pulling the loose grey-blue sweats he was wearing tighter around himself. Luna conjured a dark rust-colored blanket, and had it wrap itself around the very skinny man.

Harry nodded thoughtfully. "Yes. Are Gnoccos harmful creatures?"

Luna gave both of them a weirded-out look. "Gnocco is Italian for dumpling. Honestly," she muttered, shaking her head.

Harry nodded. "I knew that."

There was brief silence, as Snape slowly ate the thick creamy soup. But after only a few bites, his stomach clenched painfully, making him groan. "Easy. Don't overdue it," Harry admonished sternly, quickly taking away the Styrofoam bowl, and replacing the lid. "Long periods of starvation tends to shrink your stomach..."

Luna stopped looking around with glazed eyes, and turned the sharp sapphire portals to Harry. "Part of your studies?"

"No," Harry replied tersely, busying himself in the kitchenette. "Just an assumption."

"Of course," Luna replied, her voice thick. Severus turned his own eyes to her, wondering...

"Have you visited Draco and Ms. Ma-Black?" Luna asked.

Severus's eyebrows furrowed. "Why are you both referring to Narcissa as a Black, now?"

Harry paused in his rummaging. "Narcissa and Malfoy do not belong together. She is a good woman."

Luna nodded, pushing her hair from her face. "It is a very good thing that man is locked away. Otherwise, I might have been inclined to use some of my mother's spells on him..."

Harry laughed darkly. "Yeah. Bloody bastard. Draco and Ms. Black look a ton better, without him 'round."

Luna smiled sadly. "You look better too, though still too skinny and tired."

Harry shrugged, albeit rather stiffly. "What can I say? I've got my test coming up."

"Test?" Severus asked. What had he missed in his exile.

"I am training to become a Mediwizard, and before you say anything, I never wanted to become an Auror. That was James," Harry rolled his eyes, though Severus noted a certain level of bitterness that seeped into his words.

Luna smiled, seemingly oblivious. "They are weakening again, Harry."

Severus felt confused, but Potter didn't see to, as he ran into the bathroom, slamming the door shut. Through it, he shouted, "Uck! Pathetic!" Then a shower started, making Snape rub his head.

"I think I'm delusional or something..."

Luna laughed, adjusting the straps of her burgundy overalls. "No. He's just trying to relax... And separate himself from us."

Snape raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

'Why would Potter feel the need to isolate himself from people?' But Severus was sure he knew the answer...

Then Luna started to speak.

A/N I know, I'm evil!

Next chapter = Sev learning a bit about the Boy Who Survives.

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