Save me (Severitus)

Chapter 11

Authors note here,
I'm very very very sorry for the lack of updates. I'm a busy person but I apologize I shouldn't have started it I wasn't going to be committed. I'm not stopping, just understand that these will be slow updates. Again I'm very sorry.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Snape's POV
    After Lucius left I ran outside. Where in God's name could he have gone? Why was I set up with him? Why did I have to be so stupid, he could have his parents right now if I didn't tell that damn prophecy.

    Whatever I'm not dwelling on something I can't change I just need to fine the boy.

    There he is. In the garden sitting crying, taking in shuddering breaths. Silent tears, nothing is heard but a mere quiver. It's horrendous. His hands are shaking. Then I see a small golden snidget humming around him.

    This boy was born for Quidditch. The rare bird calmly sitting on him, the smallest, fastest, restless bird perched of his arm.

    I approach slowly, the bird looks at me and... nods, allowing me close. He doesn't even move when I sit, but once a twig snaps from a... deer within the forest he springs into my arms, as if the bird knew it had zipped onto the edge of my ingredient planters. I guess I'm a comforting figure in his life now. Which is sad that I'm a comforting figure, cause well, I'm Snape.

    He still makes no sound just shallow breaths, I'm afraid he's going to pass out, "It's just a deer child," I whisper, "you are alright now."

    With that he finally makes a sound and lets out all tension. It feels like he's about to fall over so I hold him. With that his breathing deepens. We sit for a while.

"I need to tell you, a story, and explain what happened today, and I believe a cup of tea will be necessary," I speak softly.

"Okay," he breathes out, the bird zips in front of his face and then zips off, like it was saying goodbye.

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20 Minutes Later
Sitting across from Harry, tea in hand, I'm shaking. I've always suppressed nerves, but I just can't right now.

"I knew your mother, we grew up together, in the same small town. You mother was a muggle born witch, meaning her parents were not witches. Petunia was not. I had been watching Lily observing her powers, I come and tell her she's a witch, sooner or later we become friends. Petunia began to resent Lily for her abilities, Lily loved her, but with her resentment came a boring and lonely life. I... I loved your mother, she was my only friend. I said something I shouldn't have and she resented me for it, never spoke to me again, and ran off with your father, married him and had you," I speak quietly.

That was the easy part, as I sigh, Harry asks, "Did you know my dad?"

"Yes, he... uhm, well bullied me. You see, he loved your mother as well, but I was her friend at the time and she wasn't interested. H-he didn't hate me, he was just upset and thought that bullying me would benefit him, and it did. I resented your dad and his friends after that. That's why I was... cold to you, you look like him, exact replica in everything but your eyes, you have Lily's eyes. You have Lily's personality, and I enjoy that. She was kind, intelligent and caring, you care like she did."

"H- oh," Harry stutters not knowing what to say.

"Let me finish and we will speak after. After Lily ended our friendship, I became a recluse, I tried to apologize, many times and she would not have it. I became depressed, I stopped eating, reading, caring about school, nothing mattered to me anymore. That's when The Dark Lord came, I was angry and inconsolable. I joined, my job was to go and find a prophecy and relay the information, I did. Once I learned of you and how he was going to go after your mother, I ran to Albus and begged him to spare her, to save her. He did, but Lily's secret keeper was not good and they found her and your father. He killed your father on the spot. I had begged him to spare Lily, but she was grounded and wouldn't let him kill you, so he killed her. That's when I switched, I realized my errors and I became a... spy. I only work for Albus, I hate The Dark Lord and everything he stands for. I would never let anything happen to you again, please, please forgive me," I put my head down and let the tears flow. He was going to hate me and leave just like Lily, I'm going to be alone again. I feel the tears slide down my hooked nose, I curse myself, being self-deprecating once again.

    I feel warmth on my hand, a tiny hand one my own, "I forgive you. I think Mom does too. I'm sorry my dad bullied you," a soft spoken voice comes out.

    A child, a child is more understanding that anyone else. I grab him and rock him, whispering things along the lines of, it's not your fault, I'm sorry.

    Why is he so good? He's not his mother, he's not his father, he is just purely, good.

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Authors note-
    Once again I'm sorry for the lack of updates. I will try to update more frequently.

I'm very sorry I love you guys, thank you for understanding