Severus Snape becomes an unregistered Animagus. His form? A black cat. What happens when one day, he's injured on Privet Drive? What happens when Harry finds him? WARNING: WILL CONTAIN ABUSE. NOTE: THIS STARTS DURING THE SUMMER BEFORE HARRY'S FIFTH YEAR. HARRY IS FIFTEEN.

He added another ingredient to the now purple-ish coloured liquid. So lost in thought as he was, he did not notice that he had not turned the fire off just quite yet. Severus Snape's eyes widened in horror and he reached out in vain attempt to stop the moon flower petal from falling down his de-aging potion he was tasked to do for St. Mungo's. And the worst was that the potion they ordered was supposed to be irreversible. *Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters that you recognize and obviously do not own the wonderful cover. All credits go to their respective owners.

Proffesor Snape turned and stared at Harry, one eyebrow raised. "Mr. Potter! Are you paying attention?" "Y-Yes, Proffesor." "Tell me what would you get if I asked you to add powdered root of Asphodel to an infusion of Wormwood?" Snape asked, knowing that the first year wouldn't know the answer. "I-I don't kn-know Sir." Harry said, his throat tightening severely. "Very well, Mr. Potter, where would you go if I asked you to get a Bezoar?" "I-I s-suppose t-the supply c-closet, P-Proffessor" Harry said, his heart racing and his breathing becoming shallow. "I-what?" Snape asked, not expecting this answer from a Gryffindor. "Th-the s-supply c-closet, Sir?" Harry repeated. "Well... umm yes, technically, but if I didn't have one then where would you go to get one?" "Th-the s-store s-sir?" Harry asked trying to think of a suitable answer. "Think Potter. Where does a bezoar come from?" "I d-don't know sir!" Harry cried, tears prickling his eyes. "And what is the difference between Monkshood and Wolfsbane?" Snape asked. "I-I don't know, Sir" Snape stepped closer to Harry, who in return flinched away. "For your information, Potter, asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potion so power-" Snape stopped talking as Harry quickly wrote down every word the man was saying. "What are you doing?" "Ta-Taking N-Notes Proffesor." Harry said, quietly. "Is that what you were doing before?" Snape asked, surprised. "Y-Yes, Sir." "Hmm..." Snape hummed "Five points to Gryffindor." the class gasped and stared at the Proffesor "And see me after class, P-Harry." "Y-Yes, sir."

Second book of A Father A New Life Start, this will cover 4th year, I'm so happy that you all loved this first one I'm hoping you will like this one. Surprise at the ending of 4th year I hope you stay with me like you have done with the first book that I have wrote good death eaters but will be crazy............ romance with wolfstar, drarry, sniddle (tom and sev)

Book 1 of A Father A New Life Start Harry is found bruised and battered by one Severus Tobias Snape when he was asked to go and look in on him by one Albus Dumbledore, what he finds scares him, making him sick to his stomach and so takes poor Harry away. Bruised and battered how will he survive? With his life of abuse and finally getting something he never had? How will Severus react to this and how does he inform his superior, one Albus Dumbledore?? Taking Harry under his 'wing' will Harry flourish or will he become more withdrawn from everything that has happened to him?? What is going to happen to his best friend's Ron and Hermione?? What about is arch nemesis one Draco Malfoy?? Read to find out more

Harry Potter is five years old now, though he does not look it. He looks more like a small four or three year old. But, that's not the end of it. The fact that none of his neighbors know he exists, that he sleeps in a cupboard, even that his parents are dead, is not the end, nor the worst of it. No, the worst, is his uncle. The reason he doesn't speak, look at anyone, barely even breathe. Each night, he hopes for someone to come and save him, but they never come. No matter how hard he wishes, how hard he hopes, it seems he will be stuck there forever, or until his slow, agonizing march to death ends. One night, after hoping and hoping, he starts to realize he will never get saved, helped, even comforted, for his entire life. What if he's wrong, and what if a certain Slytherin can heal this broken child? What if, in turn, this broken child can heal him? THIS IS NOT SNARRY!! If that's your thing that's fine, but HARRY IS FIVE IN THIS FANFIC!! NOT SNARRY!! Do not repost on any other website/account without my permission.