As Harry walked through the halls, it was completely silent, except for his own footsteps echoing. It struck him as odd, how he didn't even worry about Snape knowing his secret.
"So what ?", he thought bitterly, "what if he tells everybody ? Are they going to do some kind of therapy with me, telling me again, that it wasn't my fault ?Or will Snape be allowed again to look through my thoughts ? Oh great."
Lost in his thoughts, Harry didn't realize, that he was standing in front of the Gryffindor. Since he didn't know the password, he tried to knock, the fat lady ranting. He was lucky when
Ron opened the door, Hermione right behind him. "Harry where have you been?" She asked."yeah mate we were really worried " Ron added.
"Oh I um...." ,Harry started,"Snape caught me when I was trying to follow Malfoy. He scolded me and gave me detention for the next Mondays", Harry lied. Hermione furrowed her brow, looking at him suspiciously, but after a few seconds her expression went back to normal "well then, I'll better go to bed", she turned around and left. "Yeah, I'd better go too...",Ron said awkwardly and headed towards the sleeping chambers. "Am I this bad at lying ?" Harry thought to himself as he slumped in a nearby chair "Why didn't Ron and Hermione trust me ? It was a good excuse and totally sounded like "Harry Potter - Draco Malfoy's sworn enemy", didn't it ? I can't tell them what really happened thought, this will only end in drama... unless Snape is going to announce it to Dumbledore, which he probably will, he hates me after all." sighing, Harry looked into the crackling fire, his eyelids closing slowly. "This is going to be an interesting year...", he thought falling asleep.
Meanwhile Severus Snape was still walking around in his private chamber, still unsure whether he should tell Dumbledore about the boy or keep it to himself. He knew, that telling Dumbledore was the right thing to do, yet something held him back, he was not sure what is exactly was, but it stopped him from going to Dumbledore. The way the young boy had looked, lying on the floor and covered in blood ringed a bell in the back of his head .He looked down at his arms, images of him sitting alone, cutting through the skin flashing through his brain, of scars covering his arms and blood running down his body. Now he knew what was going on ! The young boy reminded him of his past self.
"No...No! This is Harry freaking Potter and there's no way he's even similar to you, he is the son of James and he's goddam like him ! Egoistical, stupid, self-centered and attention thirsty. He was probably faking it so he could get attention, he's always been that kind of person" he thought to himself. But no matter how much he despised the idea of seeing himself in the young boy, it didn't stop it. He still couldn't forget the broken look in his eyes, in Lily's eyes. Those eyes still reminded him of Lily every time he saw him, and if it weren't for those green eyes, Severus probably would've hated Harry Potter even more. But every time he saw those eyes, he remembered the lifeless look they carried on their last meeting, the look of dead. It was similar to the look Harry Potter had carried when he found him in the compartment, nearly dead and empty. It was horrible to see them like this, to see him, Lily's only son like this, and even though he didn't like Harry Potter one bit, he loved his mother. Kind, innocent and loving, the most loveliest Person he'd ever met in his life. He went over to his drawer, opened it and pulled out a picture of her. A single tear dropped on the photograph, as Snape still couldn't forgive himself for what he had done that night, couldn't forget her screams and the dead bodys. He tilted his head back, his memories flushing through his head, as the images he'd seen flashed vividly before his eyes. Death, blood, fire, a screaming baby and himself, on the floor crying, remembering every memory he and Lily shared, from the day they met till the last time he saw her. More tears started to run down his face as he whispered "forgive me Lily" But there was no way to clear himself if his sins, what he had done was too terrible, too unforgivable and he couldn't think of anything to free himself of his sins. He looked down on the picture again, into her green eyes when he suddenly thought of something. "I wonder if..." he started to form his idea "Lily would forgive me if I saved Harry..." . He took the photograph and put it on his desk, still not looking away from it. He wanted Lily to forgive him, wanted to repay for his sins, no matter what.
"Okay now" he decided "I'm going to deal with Potter myself first, see what this is all about...for Lily". Saying her name like this still hurt him, especially since it had been so long. He took a piece of paper and started to write
Dear Mister Potter,
You shall come to my laboratory every monday from now on at 8 pm. Nothing can excuse you. We shall talk about the recent incident.
Professor Snape
He closed the letter, and called for an owl. "Bring this to Harry Potters Window, and make sure nobody but him opens this letter"
he ordered. With a thin strap he adjusted the letter to the owls foot. With a silent "shoo" she flew of.
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Wow another chapter, finally ! Sorry it took so long but I just couldn't decide how the story should go on, but now I have a kind of direction. Thank you sooooo much for one thousand views ! As always feel free to leave your ideas, criticism and thoughts on this chapter in the comments. See you in the next chapter
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