Severus Snape was a snarky man, one who glared and sneered at those who irritated him, which lets be honest was everyone but he was a patient man. However on this day, his patience was wearing thin as he sat in Dumbledore's office being given orders to check on a particular student he really wished he didn't have to see. He saw the brat far too much during the school year and that was painful enough but now the cheery Headmaster was looking a little grim as he sat behind his desk looking at Snape.

"Severus, please. I feel that something may have happened to the boy. You know very well that we cannot track Harry when he is not within the blood wards of his family home. I need you to go and check on him."

Snape huffed and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Why don't you do it yourself? I have better things to be doing than going gallivanting after your favourite student."

"I have far too much to do, Severus. I am only asking that you go and see that he is okay, then return and report back to me. A simple task one might argue?"

"Argument is that you could very well do this yourself."

"You have no choice. Now, hurry my boy. Time is a wasting." He said cheerily and Snape huffed again before storming out the door.

He had apparated straight to the backyard of Mrs. Figg, an old lady's house that was used a lot by the Order when they needed to see if Harry was okay or they needed a hideout. He knew it was risky doing this in broad daylight but there was no one about so he was fine. He did however place a concealing charm on himself as soon as he knew he was in the right place so that he wouldn't be seen by any nosy on lookers and stalked down the driveway and out onto the street.

He knew that Harry obviously wasn't in the house as he wouldn't be here if that had been the case, so he decided to walk around for a bit to see if he could find him. Around a couple of corners he found a park, he could hear some splashing and when he got closer saw two boys standing on the edge of the pool, one of course being Harry and the other boy he had no idea who he was. He saw them turn and Harry jumped into the pool before the other boy did as well. He didn't know if Harry would be able to sense his magic so he kept a little bit of a distance but he went close enough so that he could hear their conversation. It seemed that they didn't really know each other as he could tell they were asking basic questions about each other and it had Snape wondering why Harry was out here with the boy if this really was the case.

What had piqued his interest the most however was the black eye that Harry was sporting. He immediately thought that Harry had done it himself, he'd seen enough times how clumsy he was so he didn't think much of it… until Harry got out of the pool and sat on the side. He saw the bruised chest and then the red scratched back. He'd seen enough. It was time to go back and report to the Headmaster. He spun on the spot and disappeared, reappearing at Hogwarts.

Harry stood quickly and spun around. There had definitely been a witch or wizard that had been close to them. Peter got out of the pool as well now and he sat close to Harry. He thought that his new friend needed to loosen up a little, he was too easily frightened.

"So, there's a party tonight, one of my friends not too far from here. I think you should come with me." He said matter of factly and turned to face Harry.

"I really shouldn't, I mean my Aunt and Uncle are pretty strict." Harry tried but it seemed that he wasn't going to have any of it.

"Then sneak out. They won't have to know." He shrugged and smiled at Harry.

For some reason, the eyes and the smile on Peter were having some weird effects on his body and he felt his stomach knotting as he looked into his friends' eyes.

"I guess, I can see what I can do?" He said unsurely and this seemed to please his friend.

"Great."

They sat talking for a while and Harry had really started to enjoy his friends company that he'd totally lost track of time. The sun was starting to get lower in the sky and Harry swore.

"I'm sorry, I really have to get back." He said as he scrambled up and went to start jogging out of the park but he was stopped when a hand gripped his wrist.

"I'll come round at eleven tonight."

Harry nodded, not really listening to what had been said and ran all the way home and bursting through the door. He ran straight up the stairs and shut himself in his room. He was sure he'd be sent there anyway with a few punches and then sent to bed and he didn't have to wait long for the thundering of feet on the stairs and the door banging open.

The man didn't even bother saying anything and sent straight in to punch Harry in the face again, the same eye, same place and it hurt like hell. Harry let out a whimper and went to grab his face but his hands were pulled away and the fat fist connected with his jaw this time. He started to taste metallic on his tongue and once the man was gone he reached a hand up to find his lip was split and he groaned. Peter isn't going to let me off the hook this time, that's for sure. He heard his door locks being put in place and he sighed. He guessed if he was going to get out tonight it was going to include a long drop to the ground from his window.

Ten fifty, Harry saw a car pull up outside the house and saw Peter get out. Harry opened his window and waved before putting a finger to his lips to make sure nothing was yelled across the garden. Harry had heard his relatives go to bed about an hour ago so he doubted they'd be awake to hear the soft thud of his body connecting with the hard ground. The fall hadn't been kind on his ankles and he rubbed them as he limped over to Peter. Looking in the car he noted a couple of other people and he tensed when a hand came to rest on his shoulder.

"Hey." Peter said and Harry smiled but winced when the crack in his lip opened up.

He felt a hand on his chin and was forced to look at Peter who had a concerned look on his face. He asked if he had been in trouble for being late and all Harry had done was nod and the worry on Peter's face grew.

Being seen in scruffy clothing at the park was one thing, he now felt completely mortified now that other people would be seeing his awful clothes and he looked down at himself after he'd taken in Peter's appearance. The boy was wearing tight dark jeans and a dress shirt that had the top couple of buttons undone, he looked rather handsome. He was pulled into the car and he found himself in the back seat squashed between Peter and a girl. She was about the same age as Peter, a couple of years older than Harry and he smiled at her but it faltered when he saw her give him a once over.

"Harry, this is Maggie, Mags for short."

"Hello, Harry." She said politely but exchanged a look with Peter and Harry immediately wished he was still tucked up in bed.

"You're going to enjoy tonight. I guarantee." Peter whispered in his ear but Harry doubted it. Especially if they were going to judge him like Mags had just done, he sighed and looked straight ahead, not really sure what to expect.

Snape was, once again, called into Dumbledore's office that night once the man had had time to digest what had been said once Snape had come back. He had no idea what had been going on but to be sure this wasn't a one time thing, he was going to be sending Snape back daily to check on Harry. This, again, did not please the Potions Master but he resigned to the fact that he had no choice.

"This is the first time I've heard anything of this nature to do with Harry. It concerns me, but I would like to be sure that it is in fact his relatives who are responsible and not a fight Harry had gotten into." Dumbledore finished and was surprised when all Snape did was nod before standing and leaving his office.

Harry, meanwhile was being pushed through the door of a house that had music blasting so loudly it could be heard from the street. He couldn't really focus on anything though and was dragged through the crowds of people and into a room that looked to be a bedroom. Peter and Mags went to stand in front of him and he felt very self-conscious.

"I mean, I know you said he needed help, but this? Wow." Mags said and Peter looked to Harry with a sad smile.

He watched as Mags went over to one of the draws and pulled some clothes out and Harry frowned at her. It soon became apparent when she handed him a pair of black jeans and grey tee that he was going be wearing them.

"I'll give you some privacy." She said, smiling softly at both of them before walking out.

"I'm sorry, Harry but I thought you might like some cheering up. I figured that you might like something a little more… uh fitting. I hope you don't mind me prying."

Fact was, Harry wasn't upset, he was more astounded that he had gone to the trouble. He looked at Peter's smile and saw that it was genuine so he relaxed a little and went over to the bed where he put the clothes and turned to look at Peter awkwardly. He gave Harry a look that said 'get dressed, I'm not leaving' before he chuckled and turned around, facing away from Harry. He quickly got dressed and held his rags as Peter turned around and took the clothes from him.

"You won't need these, the clothes you are wearing you can keep." He shrugged and smiled and Harry smiled as well before giving his thanks.

They walked out of the room and found Mags waiting impatiently outside the door. She nodded her approval of Harry's outfit, even though it was basic and a huge grin began to spread across her face. The first real emotion the girl had shown since he'd met her and he instantly warmed to her.

"Let your hair down tonight, I'll keep a close eye on you." Peter whispered and Harry nodded.

The music was blasting through the room, the thumping he'd heard when he was in the bedroom now fully assaulting his ears. He'd never been to a party like this before so he really didn't know what to do until a drink was pushed into his hand and Mags winked at him before darting off into the crowd of people. He sniffed it and concluded that it was indeed alcohol, a lot of it too by the pungent smell but he skulled it back anyway and screwed his face at the taste. It wasn't pleasant but after a couple of minutes he felt a light buzz in his head and he smiled. Finding Peter talking to the other person who had been in the car he turned to look at Harry as he stood awkwardly beside him and was introduced to the other male.

"This is Tony, we go to school together."

"Hi, I'm Harry." He shouted over the music and the guy smiled at him and shook his hand.

"I haven't seen you about before, are you from around here?" Tony asked and Harry shook his head. "Well, welcome. Say what's with the face, you look like you've been in a pretty nasty fight".

"You should see the other guy." Peter chipped in and Harry looked at him with wide eyes. Is he helping cover for me?

"Okay, noted. Don't mess with the new guy. Here." Tony said as he turned and picked up a couple of bottle pouring the contents into Harry's red plastic cup.

"What is it?" Harry asked and got the most bizarre look from Tony.

"You don't get out much do you?" Came the response and Harry felt his cheeks flush in embarrassment. "Hey, no worries. We'll get you up to speed." He laughed easily but it wasn't at Harry expense and he poured some juice into Harry's cup as well.

"We'll start weak and go from there." He smiled and put an arm around Harry leading him towards the group of people dancing and grinding on each other in the center of the living area.

Harry turned round to look at Peter but he smiled encouragingly and nodded, notifying Harry to go on and he watched from where he was standing.

As the night progressed, so did Harry's level of intoxication and he started to wobble where he was standing but was soon drawn towards Mags who reached out and grabbed him, pulling him close and dancing even closer. She was smiling at him and he couldn't help but smile back, the pit of his stomach humming nicely with the buzz from the alcohol and he felt his body move freely with the others around him.

He was soon grinding on Mags and he felt a body pressing against him from behind and found Tony smiling at him wickedly. Harry felt his stomach do a backflip as the bright hazel eyes shone even in the dim light and the smile looked so calming. He felt Tony put his hands on Harry's waist and he felt that it was the most natural thing ever. Mags was now doing the same and Harry was now sandwiched between the two of them.

Dancing for what seemed like forever, he was dragged down a corridor feeling like at any moment he could collapse onto the floor and his vision was blurred. He briefly registered that they were in the bedroom that Harry changed in and all three of them flopped onto the bed with Harry in the middle. Mags had her hands all over Harry and was stroking his jaw whilst Tony lay on his side just looking at the two of them.

"You're very handsome, Harry." She started. "Bruises and all." She smirked at him before rolling towards him and brought her face closer to his.

He felt a leg slip between his own and a light weight shift onto his chest, because of the alcohol he'd shut his eyes and wasn't prepared when he felt a pair of soft, delicate lips pressing against his own. He tried his best to return the kiss, but his first attempt when he was at school had been a failure to he didn't really know what to do so Mags pulled away and looked at him.

"You really don't get out much do you, Harry?" Tony purred beside him and Harry's head whipped round to look at him.

"Wh-what do you mean?"

"Here, let me show you how it's done." He said, his voice low and seductive.

Harry froze, he was about to be kissed by a male, someone he didn't even know and thoughts were screaming through his head unable to let him focus on what was really happening until it was too late. However, what surprised him the most was how much he was currently turned on by the masculine lips that were claiming his own and he wound a hand around Tony's neck. It felt the most natural thing to do at that point and he didn't hear any complaints from Tony so he kept his hand there.

The kiss was getting heated and Harry lost himself to the feelings that were overtaking his body. He hadn't realized it, but his hand had gone down to his groin and he'd started palming his erection through his jeans. He tensed when he felt someone else's hand on his and he broke away from the kiss, breathing heavily but noted that so was Tony.

"Relax, Harry. We'll take care of you." Tony whispered in his ear and proceeded to nibble on his earlobe and kiss his way down Harry's neck making him moan.

Harry felt the jeans being unzipped and pulled down a little before Tony leaned over him again and they kissed, slowly at first but Harry was growing hot and highly aroused. He felt a warm hand wrap around his erection and then something even warmer at the tip making him thrust his hips upwards to create more of the sensations and he heard a feminine giggle from below when he did this. Harry was now aware that there was something hard poking into his thigh and he realized that it must have been Tony's own erection straining to be free so with his free hand he reached between him and Tony to rub a hand over the hardness. It made Tony moan and Harry was surprised to think that it was him that made him make that sound.

Tony pulled away from kissing Harry and undid his own jeans, pulling out a red and throbbing cock that now had a hand wrapped around the base and was stroking it slowly. This only further increased Harry's own arousal, he hadn't forgotten about having Mags wrap her lips around his cock and watching Tony now, he could feel himself building and he shut his eyes. Tony leaned down and continued to kiss Harry, it wasn't too long before Harry tensed, but of the good kind as he reached his climax and draw out a primal groan as he rode out the waves of pleasure he was currently feeling.

He felt spent. Completely exhausted. His eyes were still closed and this made it easy for him to slip into a deep sleep as he was finally sated. Tony smiled down at Harry as Mags moved her head up, letting Harry's now softening cock go and she climbed over him only to find herself with Tony's member rubbing against her and she smirked as she went down on him.