Will I Lose You Too

Occlomancy

It was Monday Harry was not loving his first day back at all; it was all right to start out with but everything slowly seemed to lead up to the worst class he most dreaded. Harry never thought that he would even have this thought in his entire life but one person can ruin it all. He was back in DADA and hating it all ready.

They were getting nailed with homework for the upcoming O.W.L.S. later in the year, Harry could only hope for this to end as soon as possible.

Harry couldn't choose between this class and Occlomany lessons with Snape later that night, which one he would hate more.

Harry was mostly getting annoyed with everyone asking when the next D.A. the meeting was going to be. The only excuse that he had was "There will be one but not tonight,I have....Remedial Potions". Harry thought it sounded like a pathetic excuse, who would willingly take that if they were even failing the class.

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6 o'clock had arrived and Harry was standing in front of his most hated classes he has ever taken. He could feel the sickly feeling he gets every time he has to go down to the dungeons and be faced with Professor Snape. Harry was debating on whether or not he would knock on the door or just bail and make some lousy excuse tomorrow.

Harry remembered what Sirius and Remus had said about them thinking it would be great for him and that it would help a lot. Harry knew he needed it too, but did he really. The more time He took the longer it was going to take to get over with so Harry finally knocked on the door and walked in pushing the awful feeling down as far as he could.

When he walked in the classroom it seemed to get colder and eerie as he walked in and looked around. The classroom was much darker than it was during the day, it was lined with tall bookshelves that held numerous potions, ingredients,jars of things that looked irregular and books. Most of the jars, Harry observed, looked like whatever was inside was ready to crawl out and get as far away from Snape as possible 'who wouldn't' Harry thought. As Harry turned his attention to Snape's desk there was a soft blue glow emanating from what Harry recognized to be Dumbledore's Pensieve.

As Harry was starting to approach it Snape's voice came out of nowhere and startled Harry a bit.

"Shut the door behind you mister Potter"

With the horrible feeling that Harry had he did as Snape asked him and shut the door. He moved in further into the light to see professor Snape silently pointing at a chair across his desk for Harry to sit in. As he moved closer to the chair he could feel the professors eyes digging into his back glaring at him.

"You should know why you are here Potter" said Snape "The Headmaster has told me to teach you Occlomany sense he is unfortunately not able too."

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After a long introduction and many questions for Harry that Snape was hesitant and a little annoyed to answer they finally got to the "lesson".

Professor Snape had got up out of his seat and pulled his wand out only to push it up to the top of his head where it touched his greasy roots. Harry watched as a silvery substance was being pulled from his head. He had seen Dumbledore do it many times before and Harry really didn't want to see what was inside of Snape's memories .....or did he. Harry watched as the substance fell gracefully into the pensive and started swirling around it. The professor did it two more times and then turned back to Harry with his wand at the ready.

"I am about to attempt to break into your mind," said Snape softly. "We are going to see how well you resist. I have been told that you have already shown aptitude at resisting the Imperius Curse. . . . You will find that similar powers are needed for this. . . . Brace yourself, now. . . . Legilimens!"