The Impossible

Title: The Impossible 1/?
Warning: mentions of abuse, non-con, slash though not for a while
Disclaimer: did you see the one in the first chapter

Chapter 1: That was then

The trance everyone in the room seemed to be in broke as Professor Snape took a few steps towards the boy. His small head spun quickly and he warily eyed the approaching figure. The boy’s big emerald eyes showed none of the emotions he was feeling. Snape now got a good look at the bruise that darkened the left side of young Harry’s face.

“Ms. Parkison, just how many bat eyes did you add to your potion” Snape hated the fact his voice shook slightly.

“Nearly half of the bottle,” Pansy looked none to willing to go near the Professor who seemed as if he would explode on the next person who might so much as breathe to loud. She instead turned to look at Draco hoping perhaps he could in some unknown way help her out of the trouble she knew she would be in.

Draco was staring like the rest at the little Harry who just stood looking at Professor Snape like he was the strangest being on the earth. The little boy trembled a bit due to the chill that was ever present in the dungeon classrooms.

The first thing Draco noticed was the bruise that painted the little boys cheek but that brought up an even bigger difference. Harry’s eyes were not hidden by the big black glasses that usually adorned his face. The pair the older Harry had been wearing were laying on the ground but the little boy had made no move to pick them up.

His tiny fingers could hardly be seen due to the long sleeves that hung off his shoulders. He looked…cute…Draco wanted to roll his eyes. Of course everyone would think the little wizarding hero was cute. What else could be expected from perfect little Potter?

Snape took a step toward the boy only to have Harry take a stumbling step backward.

“Potter ,” The green eyes went to the floor as a tiny voice filtered through the silence.

“Where did my Aunt Petunia go?” There was no answer that any could give the boy

“Potter come with me we’re going to see the headmaster.” Harry shook his tiny head.

“Does my uncle know where I am.” He started to fidget, hi hands twisting together then relaxing only to twist up again. His eyes were watching Snape as if trying to read the man and see if he was a potential threat or if he could be trusted. Snape whom wanted nothing more than to get the boy to the headmasters office as quickly as possible agreed, “Yes your uncle sent you her to me now come on.”

That seemed to be the right thing to say to the boy for his your sent straight back down to the floor, his hands stopped twisting and his lips pressed firmly together. He would not say another word without being asked. He followed the Professor to the door.

“Ms. Granger if you would watch the class . I want a foot long parchment on the Moon Draft potion we will be brewing tomorrow. If any of you treat this as a free period you will find yourself enjoying a weeks worth of detention. Mr. Malfoy if you would come with me.”

Draco looked aghast but did as his godfather had asked. Once the door was shut however he let his incredulity be heard.

“ And why must I go?”

“I need someone to watch the boy while I speak to Albus”

“And no one was more suited to the task then I?”

“Do not question me Draco!” The blonds mouth snapped shut and he turned instead to glare at the younger bane of his existence. He was trailing about a foot after Severus, eyes glued to the floor not daring to look any where else.

They reached the hidden entrance and stopped only for Snape to supply the pass word then they were being whisked up the flight of stairs. Much to Draco’s joy Harry seemed terrified by the motion and had taken on a sort of green color.

“Afraid of a little magic Potter”

“No such thing,” the little boy mumbled, he moved his eyes to Draco, “No such thing.”

Drwas was surprised by the conviction present in Harry’s eyes and voice. It was seen that the boy believed in every fiber of his being that magic was not even remotely real.

“How dense can you get of course it is real,” H onl only stared at the floor only daring to shake his head slightly. Severus had watched the exchange. Things were not as they seemed with this little boy. Every one could see the bruise on his cheek but he was sure none had seen the purple blemishes just a bit off of his collar bone. It could be seen whenever the to big robes moved a certain way.

Now when adding this adamant belief in the absence of magic one could not help but wonder how this young boy could be the annoying Boy-Who-Lived they all knew. Without even a knock Snape strode into the headmasters office.

“Stay out here until I come and get you. And Draco don’t you or the boy wonder off or you will be the one in trouble.” Draco sulked but nodded and Severus walked in closing the door behind him.

Draco plopped into a chair that sat next to the door and began muttering to himself of all the foul things he would int ont on people and so on. His father would be proud of some of the torture techniques the blond was throwing in.

Harry was watching him in confusion. He couldn’t even figout out how he had gotten there. His last memory was that he was helping his Aunt Petunia fix some of the food that would be served at tonight’s party. The party made him sick to think about.

After the supper was prepared Aunt Petunia would drop Dudley off at a friends house and she herself would go shopping and stay over at a friends house that was some distance away. Harry would stay at the party which consisted of his uncle’s friends and colleagues.

So the question in his mind was, Why was he here? His uncle made to much off of these parties to just let him leave like this. This made him scared. He looked up at Draco.

“I have to go home”

“What are you babbling about Potter” Draco was surprised the kid even spoke to him.

“Home, I need to get there now, Please,” he added desperately.

“No you are going to stay right here and shut up.”

“Please I am going to be in trouble you have to take me home.”

“What’s wrong Potter scared of getting grounded?”

Harry was about to reply when the office door opened and the tall black figure that had walked him here motioned for him and Draco to enter the office. With an unsteady walk he went into the office only to see a friendly old man with sparkling eyes and a smile.

“Hello Harry, what a surprise to see you here.” Harry only stared back. “Here have a seat my boy. Would you like a candy?” Harry of course took the yellow candy knowing that he must take whatever an adult offered him. Many of his uncle’s guest wanted to have candies and such. This made him feel a little better. Maybe his Uncle had sent him here. If that was so then he knew what he had to do there was no longer the mystery.

“Severus, Draco if you would have a seat I am sure a house elf will be right up with some tea” Draco looked about to protest but one look from Snape shut him up.

“Now Harry how old are you?”

“Seven”

“And where were you before here?”

“I was getting ready for one of my Uncle’s parties. He knows I’m here doesn’t he?” There was a tinge of fear in the voice.

“No need to worry little one he knows you’re here,” This of course was untrue but Dumbledore was willing to say anything to alleviate some of the boys fears. “ Now could you tell me where you got that bruise from?”

Big green eyes dulled ever so slightly and the voice became more like a drone. “I was playing in the back yard and fell. I hit my head on a rock. It’s better now.”

Snape looked at Dumbledore who gave a small nod and reached into his desk for a small phial. “Here you are H. T. This will make the bruise go away and it won’t hurt any more.” He reached to give the tiny Gryffindor the liquid filled tube but Harry was already shaking his head.

“No I’m fine I don’t want any.” He was quite adamant so Albus reluctantly put the potion away.

“It won’t here you child”

“It’s alright really I don’t even feel it any more.” Soon a house elf was bringing in tea for both Snape and Draco. Harry watched it warily but made no comment.

“Harry this is Beanie, he’s a house elf. Would you like to go outside and talk to him while I speak to Professor Snape and Draco”

Harry nodded mutely and followed the strange creature out the door.

“I don’t believe that story Albus”

“Nor I Severus but he is much to young to administer a truth serum of any kind. Do you know how long this will last?”

“The remedy potion takes one month to make. What are we going to do with him until then.”

“Have him stay at his relatives” Draco wished he could take back that statement when two pairs of eyes looked at him as if he were insane.

“Hyou you not been paying attention boy? It would obviously be unsafe for him at home”

“Where is he going to stay then?” Draco asked petulantly, annoyed at having been called slow in a round about way.

“In the Slytherin tower, with you.” Both Draco and Severus looked shocked at this last comment which Dumbledore had stated in his knowledgeable voice.

“Are you joking! He would be eaten alive in Slytherin” Draco fumed.

“We both know that is untrue Draco. I am more certain of Slytherin’s loyalty in the war than any other house, even Gryffindor.”

“So there is an informant?” Snape looked at Dumbledore already knowing the answer.

“It would appear so Severus. It would be unsafe to have Harry in his present condition in that house. I am also afraid of the affect his friends would have on him. While Mr. Weasley and Ms. Granger are good friends they have a tendency to needle the boy and say the wrong things.”
“Of course wouldn’t want to hurt precious Potter’s ears,” muttered Draco.

“That will be enough Mr. Malfoy. I know that despite your families histories you yourself have no wish in joining Voldemort’s ranks. You are a prefect and have shown that you are quite responsible.”

“He is the reason my father is in jail.”

“You know better than that”

“My mother did not and she was heart broken, still is”

“I understand your family was close but do not blame Harry for the mistakes made by others.” Draco only glared. “I will have a bed moved into your quarters. He will stay with you after classes, nights, and weekends. During classes however he will be staying with you Severus.” Draco smiled at the Potion Master’s face becoming even more sallow.

This was clearly the end of their little talk for Severus was rising as was Dumbledore. Draco stood and began to make his way for the door.

“Oh and Draco” he turned to look at the headmaster. “I fear that there is more to Harry Potter than any one knew. He will neomeoomeone to talk to.”

Draco turned and left.
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Thanks to everyone who reviewed. I am wappy.ppy. I really wanted an original plot so I hope this is working out. I also hope you like the longer chapter.