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Snape felt something warm flow onto his lap. Harry was quietly crying into his chest.
"I-I peed on you sir.." Harry got out.
"Sh, sh. It's alright. We'll get it all cleaned up."
Snape then picked Harry up and gave him a bath. He set him in the tub.
"I will be right back Harry. I'm going to see madam pomphrey."
Harry blushed but nodded. When Snape was walking out, Harry had to say it.
"Sir?"
Snape turned.
"Mm?"
"I love you too."
To Snape was happy was an understatement. His chest was blossoming with a warm feeling of pride and happiness. He floo called Madam Pomphrey and got what he needed then headed back. He walked into the bathroom and saw Harry nodding off. Of course he would be tired after his emotional day, but he would be returning to classes tomorrow. Snape gently picked him up.
"Stay awake, Harry."
"Trying Severus.."
Snape gently put Harry on the bed and then got into new clothes himself, since his trousers were still wet, then he was dressed Harry. The first thing would be the hardest, so he was prepared.
"Would you like sev before we put the diaper on?"
"You brought sev? and yes please!"
Snape was trying to get Harry in a good mood so he decided to make the stuffed bat fly around and kiss Harry on the nose. Harry giggled.
"Severus!"
"Sev loves you. You know that's what your mother used to call me?"
Snape said while gently rubbing more rash cream on Harry.
"You knew my mother? Really?"
"Yes 'really'. Me and her were best friends when we were young."
"Wow.." Harry suddenly gasped when he saw the diaper. It's so thick.. Oh I don't like this..
"Hey, it's okay, why don't you hide your face while I put it on?"
Snape said when he noticed Harry staring wide eyed at the diaper. He nodded quickly and hid his face in the bats fur. Snape chuckled and worked quickly taping the sides up while humming. He quickly got Harry's trousers on too. He then noticed Harry still had face buried in the stuffed animal. Snape gently tickled his tummy.
"Child, it's over."
Harry came out beneath the stuffed animal and gave him a weird look.
"I thought they were supposed to be thicker than this?"
"I thought you would like the thinner ones since you'll be back in classes."
Harry shot up. Classes! The accident Friday! Oh shittttt...
"Ron and hermione! What happened?"
"Mrs. granger and Mr. Weasley stayed after after you potion blew up and you had your tantrum. They are currently in their common room thinking of ways to murder me."
"Don't have tantrums." Harry stated crossing his arms and pouting, then he smiled. "They're thinking of ways to murder you?"
"Haha, very funny potter."
"Can I go back to the common room tonight?"
Snape looked- was that a bit of hurt?- rejected for a moment then masked his face into an unreadable expression.
"If you wish."
"Wait-!"
Snape raised an eyebrow.
"If I can- can I stay here?"
"Which one is it Mr. Potter? My quarters or your common room?"
"I don't know! I want see my friends but I also want to spend one last dinner with you.."
"As much as I'm going to hate three little lions playing in my private dark quarters, I will invite them here since you so desperately wish to spend more time with the greasy git of the dungeons."
"You- you would do that?"
Harry said while tears were gathering in his eyes.
"If I must."
Harry lunged himself at Snape. Snape put one arm under his bottom and one on his back.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"
"Your welcome, potter."
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It was dinner time and Snape had one very jumpy Harry Potter.
"Harry would you just sit. Still?!"
"But what if they're here? What if they DO murder you? What if they ask-"
"Potter, I assure you that they are on they're way, it takes a lot to murder a sarcastic potions master, and I will answer any questions that you cannot."
Just then a knock came from the door.
"Well? Go answer your fans."
Harry nodded and quickly walked towards the door.
"Oh and potter?"
Harry turned.
"I won't hesitate to put you in a corner if you can't behave."
Harry blushed and nodded before he walked towards the door. He was then hugged by his two very anxious friends.
"Mate! Are you alright? He didn't do anything right?"
Ron said whispering the last part.
"Harry! It's so glad to see you!"
Hermione exclaimed.
"I'm fine! Just tying up some lose ends of the after effects of that potion Friday."
Harry laughed.
"You were tiny, Harry!"
"Yeah mate, and he was being such an a-"
"I wouldn't finish that sentence Mr. Weasley." Snape's silky voice came in the room. "Now if your done with introductions, I'm sure you all want dinner."
Ron glared but nodded none the less. Food was food. At dinner the three talked about classes and what they're up too. Snape joined in too but only commenting, 'That's barbaric!' And , 'Mr. Potter will not be doing that or else he'll find himself in detention.'
The two laughed at his comments and even Ron joined in after a while. All too soon, curfew was coming up and the little lions made their way to the door.
"Professor Snape, thank you for the dinner."
Hermione said politely. Hm, a polite bossy friend for Harry. Bossy yes, but she will keep Harry on top of his classes.
"Um, yeah thanks professor.. For the dinner and all."
Ron stated clumsily. Weasley.. Yes. Temperamental, but a good tactical friend. Harry would be visiting the burrow a lot..
"Your welcome, Granger, Weasley. Mr. Potter, go back to your common room tonight," bending down to Harry's level knowing it would ruin his reputation, but Harry needed to know this, "If there is anything, at ALL, don't hesitate to run down here screaming for me. If I find out you were out wondering the halls without coming to me first, I won't think twice about setting you in that promised corner."
Harry was as red as a tomato and mumbled out,
"Yes, sir."
Snape opened his arms and engulfed Harry in a warm hug, pulling him to his chest, forgetting the two lions standing by the door with their months gaping.
Ron recovered, whispering,
"Did- I- how-?"
Hermione on the other hand was getting excited whispered back,
"Oh Ronald! Can't you see that so much has happened over the weekend between them?"
Ron considered and said,
"He always said that his relatives never treated him right.."
Ron thought out loud.
Snape pulled away, and looked at Harry, who was misty eyed. Snape patted his bum a few times.
"Anything at all, come get me."
"Even a nightmare?"
"Even a nightmare."
"I Love you, Severus."
"I love you too, child. I think your fan clubs waiting."
Snape said knowing that would rile them up.
"Not my fan club professor! They're my friends."
Harry started, a little whine In his voice. Never in a million years thought Snape would hear a child like Harry whine, but hear it was. Granted it was a hint of a whine, but it was there. He was brought out by his thoughts when Weasley stated loudly,
"Yeah! We're his friends, not his fans!"
"Alright, then I think him and his friends should head up to their dormitory and go to sleep."
"Goodnight professor." The three of them chorused and headed up to their dormitory. When they left, Snape went to Harry's room. It was very tidy. The bed was made with his bat and all his new clothes were put away except his robes that he would wear tomorrow. His clothes only filled a couple drawers and left one empty, so Snape decided that's were the diapers were gonna go. He started folding and filling up the drawer. Then after he went to bed.
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"Mate, how did you get Snape to change?"
"I what? I think he's still the same. Sarcastic and snarky."
"But Harry! Can't you tell? He loves you and you having an good effect on him!"
The trio discussed while walking back.
"Yeah mate, he's not as- vicious towards you or us anymore."
Harry blushed. "I guess your right. He kinda found out how bad my relatives were being done decided to take guardianship over me.."
"So Snape's like your dad now? Woah.."
"Harry? Your relatives were mistreating you?"
Dad? Hmm and Whoops.. I let that slip...
"It's fine now, honest. But they were really bad before.."
"Yeah! Locking you in a cupboard is not cool!"
Ron said angrily.
"Harry!" Hermione said shocked.
"Ron!" Harry retorted. Just then Hermione threw herself on Harry.
"I'm so sorry Harry! You could've talked to us! We would've been there for you!"
"Honest, I'm fine now. Snape is treating me really good."
Harry said sending Ron looks that said, 'really?' Ron had the audacity to look guilty.
"Look, I'm really tired and if I walk around like a zombie tomorrow, I don't know what Snape will do."
"Alright Harry. Goodnight boys." Hermione said.
"Goodnight." The boys said.
Then they all went to sleep.
The next morning, Harry woke up to a very hungry Ron.
"Mate come on! We're gonna miss breakfast and I need my food!!"
"Alright, alright, I'm coming."
Harry laughed tiredly.
"Harry! Your back!"
Neville said, and soon all of his Griffindor friends were hugging him. After he explained where he's been, and who he's been with, they all went down to breakfast. Harry sat beside Hermione and Ron in the great hall. Classes were about to start. The day went pretty good, until potions. Harry sat down in his normal spot when Draco kept shooting him glares. Snape gave them the instructions and set to work on a very simple potion. Snape was at the front of the room grading papers. Cause he had to take care of me all weekend... Harry thought angrily. Just then Draco threw something in his cauldron. It wasn't like last time where it exploded, but it was enough to muck up his potion. He sighed, and Snape was coming around!! Oh no, oh no, oh no....
"Potter!"
"Sir." Harry got out a bit angrily. Everything always had to happen to him.
"Are you so above the rules that you can't follow simple instructions?"
"It was fine until Malfoy threw something in!"
"Blaming others now, are we? Office, potter. Now."
"No." Harry said so quietly that you had to strain to hear him. He starting packing up his things.
"What was that, potter?" Snape said in a dangerously low voice.
"I said sir, NO!" Harry shouted and ran out. He ran all the way down the corridor and into the common room. Thank Merlin that it was my last class of the day..
Harry just sat there staring into the flames when a few tears leaked out of his flooded eyes. He's always hated me... I was a fool to think he loved me.
He didn't know that Snape told Draco to bring potter back to class, and was silently watching him.
"Potter!" Draco said harshly, but Harry's head turned towards him.
"Have you been watching me the entire time, Malfoy? To go make fun of me towards the slytheriens? Potter the one who cries because he's a little orphan who can't get a family to fucking love him!"
Harry growled.
"Potter! I'm just gonna go get Snape.. He's the one who sent me to come find you, anyway."
Harry didn't hear the last part because Draco mostly said it to himself. Draco went and got Snape.
"He got angry. He noticed me watching him."
Snape tiredly ran his hand Down his face.
"Alright Mr. Malfoy. Thank you, you may go now."
Draco left and Snape headed to the Griffindor common room after classes dismissed. He found Harry asleep on the common room couch with dried up tear streaks. Imagine that....
He gently picked Harry up and brought him to his bedroom in his quarters. He tucked him in with sev in his arms.
Harry woke up ten minutes later. He looked around tiredly. Where the hell... Oh bloody... No. Harry got up quickly put on his glasses and walked out of his-the room. He threw sev down angrily. He didn't need Snape's sympathy. He walked towards the door when he heard Snape's silky voice.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Back to my dormitory."
"No your not."
"Yes. I. Am. you liar!"
Harry yelled. Snape stood up and walked towards him.
"I said no, potter."
Snape said while attempting to pick him up.
"No! get off me you fucking liar!"
Harry screamed while kicking ad struggling against Snape's arms. He finally got away and began to throw underhand punches with each shout.
"Liar! Liar! LIAR!"
"POTTER!"
"Liar! Your a fucking liar.."
Harry fell tired and his punches were growing weaker when he felt himself being planted in Snape's chest while He held the back of head and one hand on his back.
"Liar.."
Harry sobbed into Snape's chest.
"Shh. Calm down... Breathe."
After about fifteen minutes of gently Harry holding Harry to his chest Harry sobs became sniffles. He guided Harry over to the couch and put him on it. He went out of the room and came back in holding a mug. He pressed it into Harry's hands and sat down beside Harry.
"You wanna tell me what that was all about?"
Harry responded by glaring inside his mug.
"Potter, you have to talk to me. You can't bottle up your emotions and end up having outbursts like that."
"And you can?"
Harry returned.
"Potter! what are you on about?"
"It's always potter this, potter that. Potter does absolutely nothing right! It's always about your precious snakes."
"Potter..."
"Oh and thanks for getting Malfoy to spy on me. That was just fantastic."
Snape sighed and turned towards Harry.
"I have to keep up a reputation Potter. Most of my slytheriens have parents that know me, about-"
"About your what? Your personality?"
"No, they know I'm a death eater."
Snape expected him to jump up and scream and cry all over again, but nothing came. What he didn't expect was what Harry said next.
"So that's why you love Malfoy more than me."
"What? No, potter that's not true. Malfoy is my godson. I have to love him. But you are my first priority."
Harry looked confused for a moment.
"I thought death eaters hate me. Why don't you?"
"Because, Harry, you are special. I admit, I did dislike you before I knew the truth about you, but now I know, and I hate to admit it, but your growing on me."
Harry felt the last bit of uncertainty melt away.
"So you don't hate me?"
"No Harry, I don't hate you. How could I?"
Snape opened his arms and Harry found himself falling into them. Harry was comfortable until Snape said,
"We still have your punishment to discuss."
Harry froze. What was Snape gonna do? Oh no....
Snape felt Harry stiffen in his arms.
"Hey, it's alright. I'm not going to do anything like them, don't worry."
Harry sagged with relief.
"But, you were very naughty, hitting your professor like that and saying bad words."
Harry was confused. Until he felt Snape pick him up and lay him across his lap. Oh shit.. This is NOT happening...
Snape only gave him five smacks on his upturned bottom. Then it all came crashing down on Harry. Snape was not going to abuse him. Snape cared deeply about him and his well being. Snape loved him. He began to cry. Snape rubbed his back and righted him in his lap.
"Hey, hey. Shhhhh, your okay."
"I-I L-love you.."
"I love you too, my Harry."
Snape said kissing the top of Harry's fringe.
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Classes passed quickly after that and soon enough it was Christmas break. He walked with Ron and Hermione to the platform.
"Harry! Don't forget to write!" Hermione said.
"I won't! I promise!
Harry laughed.
"Hey mate, maybe you can come to the burrow over the break?"
"I might be able too. I have to ask Snape."
Harry waved as they got on the train. It soon deported. He walked back into the castle and to the dungeons. He quietly opened the door and didn't see Snape anywhere. He saw sev on the couch and grabbed him and headed down to his guardians lab. He peeked his head in.
"Hello, Harry. Come in. I'm guessing your friends are on their way home?"
"Yep. I wanna help you."
Harry said padding over, looking at the bubbling cauldron that was on Snape's desk.
"Alright. You can. Go sit down and I'll bring the ingredients."
Harry went and sat down at the desk that was closest to Snape's. He put sev on top of his head and charmed it to stay there. Snape came back with the collected ingredients. He also gave Harry a book that was open to a page that have wolfsbane potion on it.
"I want you to try to make this potion, Harry."
"Yes sir!"
Harry was excited because he brought his potion grade up in the last few weeks, excluding the Malfoy incident. He knew how to make potions, and was extremely skilled at it. He also had a special ability and knack to heal, so he was also training with poppy. He started right away and Snape went back to his potions. He was done a few minutes later and looked up at Harry. He had the stuffie on his head, his little tongue sticking out of the side of his mouth, and was leaning over. Just like me at his age.. Snape thought. He was brought out of his thoughts by Harry walking over to his desk with a little vile of the potion, a smile on his face.
"Finished sir!"
"I can tell." He took the vile and studied it, it was perfect. Well that's the wolfs potion.. Snape came around his desk and gently picked Harry up and nuzzled their noses together.
"Well done, my Harry. It's perfect."
Harry giggled, then got serious.
"Severus, is there any way to improve this potion to make the werewolf hurt less?"
"I don't think so, But you can research it and try making improvements on the potion."
"Okay. Can we watch a Shark movie? Please?"
Ah, and then there was Harry's new obsession: sharks. He loved sharks, any kind, all kinds. He absolutely could not get enough.
"Alright. Until bedtime though, understood?"
Harry nodded and hugged Severus around the neck. Then wiggled to get down. Snape gently set him down. Harry ran to the living quarters and got the Telly ready. He sat down on the couch and a few minutes later Snape came in with Some warm milk for Harry. After about a half hour, Snape felt something fall onto his shoulder. He looked down to see Harry had fallen asleep, leaning on him, milk still half full in his little hands. Hmmmm.... Maybe I should invest in a non spill cup for Harry's bedtime?
A few minutes later Snape picked Harry up and tucked him in and gave him a gentle kiss on his temple.
"Goodnight, my Harry."
