Standing Alone.

Chapter 9 - To be or Not to Be. To Love or Not to Love. That is, the question...

A/N: Ah, hello. I had not forgotten about this. Nope, definetly not, ahaha... Okay, kinda forgot... But to be fair! I just got a new computer, and it had been messing up shit for my Wattpad. I can no longer use Canva and on Part 3 of 'Don't Wanna Go', it puplished without puplishing, while saying that it was puplished. I honestly had dreams about throwing the computer out of my window. But alas, it did cost me a lot of money. Anyway, enough of my rambling... Have fun reading, apologies for the late post. See ya!

Harry sat on his own in the common room once more and stared at the picture of his father, the prefects of  houses got a framed photo up of themselves, on their graduating year, his father had of course been one. Orion Black. "You used to be nice..." He bit his lower lip, looking at the photo intensely, trying to get a memory of a time where his father had been kind. "Or did you never used to be... Oh god..." He leaned back in his chair,  tears welling up in his eyes. "Maybe you never used to be..."

Unbeknownst to him, Severus as well as some other students, had heard him. Not having realised he was saying it out loud. Severus furrowed his brows at the boy, he had been different ever since returning to Hogwarts, two weeks ago, he had always been weird... Never like James, never like Lily... Severus realised. Harry Potter, was truly his own person... He wasn't Lily nor was he James. He was... Weird. If it wasn't for his name, Severus would have never known he was a Potter. He didn't even look like them...

Eyes flickering up to the photo of Orion and Walburga, he realised - actually, Harry looked an awful like them, but that was impossible, Sirius never had a child, and Regulus died before he had tasted what it was like to be out of school... That poor boy... Severus had always felt bad for him, and often brought him food in the late nights, in hopes that he would eat, never knew if he did.

"Professor." The child he was helping with her homework, asked and Severus looked back to what he was doing, nodding at the nicely written words. "Good job Miss Chase, if you want to have a break you can, but be back here tomorrow at the same time." Smiling brightly, the girl jumped up and with her friends, left the common room.

Now it was only Harry, Snape and a few 5th and 7th years. "Not out making trouble with your friends, Potter." Severus said, putting the stuff off to the side, so the girl would remember to bring it up upon returning. Harry hummed, turning his head to look at the head of house. Severus noted the lack of glasses and the tears  that trickled down the boys cheeks. "Potter, what is the matter?" Walking over, Snape sat on the couch beside the boy. He may despise the boys father, but he was a proper head of house, not like Minerva who ignored her students, and not like Pomona who found 'peace in harmony' and Flitwick- Well... He was just rather pathetic
to be honest.

"Nothing... Just tired I suppose..." Harry said, wiping the tears. "You know... Orion and Walburga were never good people." Severus said, leaning back. Harry stiffened, finally realising that he had been speaking aloud. "Always rude... Hard and very unfair... Especially to their children." Harry nodded. "Yes... They used the Cruciato curse on them... Mostly, Regulus as far as I know..." Severus was surprised.

"So you know of them?" Harry nodded. "I live at Grimmauld place." He said honestly and Severus nodded slowly. "That house is very depressing, if you need to talk to anyone... I suppose... Technically... I am here." Harry gave the old Professor a small smile and nodded. "Thank you... But I'm fine... Good night Professor." And with that, the boy wandered off.

Severus looked up at the two pictures of the moving stern looking adults. "The unforgivables... Really..?" He sighed and shook his head, walking off to his own chambers, turning in the door he looked to the students still in the common room. "Bed in 10 minutes, or you will have detention." He said and walked inside, closing the door. Listening to them scurry off he smirked to himself, humming softly.