Another peaceful day in potions class while the dunderheads-
BOOM!
Potter. Of course it had to be spoiled, arrogant, prince potter. It always had to be him.
"Potter!" He growled out as the most feared professor walked towards the trio's table. Weasley was mumbling incoherently and Granger looked close to tears. Until he saw it. Harry Potter was the size of a toddler. His overgrown robe and clothes in his clutches covering up his small frame while he glared.
"It's fine! I can clean it up and for the love of Merlin stop staring!"
He suddenly yelled. He wasn't trying to be mean, honest. He just didn't want people seeing. See His thin starved body where you can count his ribs. See The belt and whip scars. See The bruises. Oh Merlin, he didn't want all of them seeing.
"You most certainly are NOT going to be cleaning this up potter." With the swish of Snape's wand, it was clean, but he had put some of the potion in a test tube vial. "All of you, class is dismissed early. Read chapter 334 on the calming drought for homework!" And with that, everybody left. Well everyone but Harry Potter. And his sidekicks. Ugh. He was brought out by his thoughts by a growl behind him.
"Don't come near me. I'm perfectly capable of moving on my own."
"I wouldn't speak to me in that sort of manner potter, I'm the adult here, and clearly have the advantage. My office. Now."
He then turned towards hermione and Ron. Ron glared while hermione spoke up,
"Professor, we just wanted to know-"
"How potter is, yes yes. He'll probably be recovered in a few days time. Now go!"
They scurried off. Harry didn't move to quickly, because he was still trying to cover himself. But once he was in Snape's office, it looked quite cozy. He didn't know where he was supposed to sit, cause he wasn't allowed to sit on normal couches at his home, so he just stood there.
"My furniture isn't good for you, potter? Very well." Snape said conjuring up a little plastic toddler chair. Meanwhile Harry was shaking his head.
"I didn't mean-"
"Silence! If your spoiled behind does not want to come in contact with MY furniture, then this mini chair will have to do."
Surprisingly, tears filled Harry's eyes. What is happening? Just because I shrink my emotions are out of whack! Ugh no no no. Harry thought angrily while swiping at his eyes but a sudden arm grabbed both of his.
"If your crying over a simple chair, you have-"
Harry realized as well as Snape that Harry's clothes have fallen and he was exposed right here in front of Snape. Snape gasped and stared wide eyed. Dear Merlin, where did all the bruises and lashes come from? And oh my- he's so skinny.. I can count all of his ribs..
"Leave me alone!" Harry cried while snatching up his clothes, but then stumbled over his robe and fell on his bottom. That's when the crying really started. He was still really sore from Vernon's 'lesson'. Snape was reaching out a hand to help potter out, when he flinched.
"I-I'm sorry s-sir.. I didn't mean to make you angry.."
"Foolish child! I am not angry at you, I was simply reaching out because I wanted to help you."
Just then his floo rang. Dumbledore... He told Harry he could sit on the couch and he'll be back. Yep.. I was right. "Come through headmaster."
"Severus? Is everything alright? I heard you dismissed your Griffindoor and slytherien class earlier."
"That is correct. Potter blew up a potion and I'm still looking into it.."
"Is Harry alright?"
Snape thought of what to say. He didn't look fine, but at the potions effect physically, he was.
"From the potions, yes."
"What do you mean 'from the potions'?"
"Come with me." Snape said and led the headmaster to potter.
"Potter, the headmaster is here to see you."
Harry looked up and brought the clothes up to his chin.
"He is relatively heathy besides the fact that he's smaller. But he has bruises everywhere on him and he's malnourished. And not from the potion, either."
Harry gave Snape a glare that obviously told him 'shut up!' Snape bent down to Harry's level.
"If you lower your clothes and show the headmaster what I'm saying is true, I might take you to Diagon Ally tomorrow."
Knowing that Harry's only been once with hagrid, knew the bait would work. Harry lowered the uniform and robe very, very slowly. And when he did, Dumbledore took a sharp intake of breath.
"Harry-why-how did this happen?"
Dumbledore asked calmly but was anything but.
