Enough

Enough
Chapter 2
A/N: I’m glad so many are enjoying this so far. Hope this story lives up to your expectations.


Harry woke up late the next moment, fearing for a second that he was late for work when he remembered and slumped back down into bed with a moan. At least he now had time to put himself together. His few friends thought that he was on vacation with… Snape, as did his work. It would probably take Snape a day to wonder where he was and alert his friends, but then again maybe not, maybe he wouldn’t even care


“Hn, why would he noticed?”

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What was meant to be a relaxing vacation had turning into the most miserable week that Harry had had in a long time. He had spent the first two days wallowing in his grief and then decided he was done and began meditating and using Occlumency to burry and lock away his emotions. Of course thinking of Occlumency made him think of Severus and that just set him off again.

His days shifted between having no desire for food and hunting down the last pint of ice cream. But by the end he appeared as if nothing was wrong, that his life was still great and his heart wasn’t broken into pieces and grinding to dust.

After the fourth day had passed and there had been no attempts from his friends of Severus to contact him he realized that the man truly didn’t care at all and that furthered hardened his resolve and his heart.

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~St. Mungo’s Hospital~

His first day back continued like any other. The few who were slightly more than acquaintances asked about his vacation but he gave non-committal answers and with everyone as busy as they were no one had the time to dig further. He also had succeeded so far in avoiding Tonks when she came to take him to lunch and still hadn’t answered the owl from her or Ron & Hermione. He knew it was just a matter of time until they knew and he was badgered and harassed into emotions that he wanted more time to ignore and forget.

Overall Harry was quite happy with managing to not falling apart, easily slipping back into his old masks of happiness. That is until he was walking out of a patients room on Tuesday, filling out some paperwork as he walked, only to look up at the sound of his voice and see him.

His entire body froze, gut clenched as all other sounds fading away except for the pounding of his heart; fuck. He had thought he was ready, he had thought he was in control but he wasn’t even close.

“Harry…”

“Leave.” He demanded softly and continued past Severus like he wasn’t there.

“What? Harry where have you been I haven’t seen you in days. The floo’s not working and my owl came back.” Severus sounded so innocent, like he hadn’t even done anything wrong, it pissed Harry off even more.

“We’re not doing this here, actually we’re not doing this at all, we’re done. I’m sure you can think of a reason why.”

“What!” Severus nearly shouted, grabbing onto Harry’s arm so that he couldn’t walk away. “What are you talking about?!”

Harry glanced around quickly to make sure no one had realized the scene they were making before turning back to Snape. “I’m talking about you cheating on me.” Harry snarled ripping his arm out of the man’s grasp.

“No. I…”

Severus grabbed his head like he was trying to think of something, an odd look on his face. “I wouldn’t cheat on you, I love you Harry.” He said softly, taking a hold of Harry’s shoulders once more.

It was the first time he had ever said those words; he had waited for so long, hoped. But now they just made him angry. “Love? I thought I was just a good fuck.”

A few people passing gave the couple a curious glance and looked away at the scowl growing on his face. He had not wanted to do this here, not at work where people would ask questions and his boss would reprimand him for bringing personal matters into work.

“No, Harry. That, I… I don’t know why I. It was a mistake. I just went out to see, I’ve never felt love, I had to know that’s what it was, but then… I don’t know.”

Harry just stared at him dumbfounded. That was his excuse! He needed to fuck someone else so he could compare that to fucking Harry?

“Wow, and I used to think that you were intelligent. Clearly I was wrong… about a lot of things. This relationship was a mistake.” Harry said, a finality to his tone causing the normally pallid man to pale further. “Don’t come to my work again, don’t owl me, or harass me or my friends in any way. It’s over.” He stepped out of the hands he had loved and away from the man he had loved.

He couldn’t think like that anymore, he needed to block out these new emotions, regain control. He had thought that he was safe with Severus, that he wouldn’t be hurt. But he had been and he didn’t know how to deal with it. He had been betrayed and used too often in his life and didn’t think he could get through it again. So he did the only thing he knew and suppressed it, locked memories and emotions away and hardened his heart further, knowing that he was doing it for good, he wouldn’t let anyone close enough to hurt him ever again. He couldn’t risk it, he could never loose control.

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It was less than four hours before the few he had remained close to knew about his situation. Tonks, Hermione, Ron and Severus had all tried to send him an owl or contact him in some way, but he ignored them all.

That worked until two days later when Tonks showed up during his lunch break and hunted him down. She attempted to get the whole story from him but he shut down whenever she pressed the topic until she moved to something else. Eventually she gave up and he went back to work. That was also the day he was sent dozens of long stemmed roses. He didn’t bother to read the card and after no more than a glance had the nurses give them to some patients and went back to work. The next day Snape showed up at work again, also during lunch, making Harry decided to switch his lunch hour. The man tried to speak to him, tried to give inexcusable excuses but they ended up yelling in the café until Harry caught his supervisor scowling at him from across the room and Harry demanded Snape leave before he got fired.

Later that day he was called into his supervisors office and got the speech about keeping his personal life and work separate. Harry mumbled assurances and left only to find Hermione and Ron waiting for him around the corner. It took him an hour to get rid of them and then was reprimanded again for taking too long a break. By the evening he was just barely holding onto his control.

The next morning was a Saturday which he would have normally had off but had agreed to work extra shifts because of the time spent on Snape’s trial. The reminder alone had him already in a bad mood and he had a feeling this day wouldn’t be getting any better. When he arrived at the apparition point to St. Mungos he was immediately hounded by reporters and realized they must have got wind of the whole incident. He waded through the flashes and shouted questions trying to ignore them but could feel each one pushing him closer and closer to breaking. Once he got inside he found his supervisor waiting with a scowl but he thankfully didn’t say anything. After working in the clinic and three difficult healings it was late and Harry was truly exhausted with still two hours of his 14 hour shift left when Severus Snape found him once more exiting a patient’s room.

This last patient had been poisoned, the irritating part about it though was that the woman had done it to herself. Sadly this wasn’t the first time that someone had come into the hospital with something that they did to themselves with the plan to be healed by Harry and then… what? Did these people think they would magically fall in love or something? The whole thing sickened and annoyed him, and now this. The man must have been slipping by the nurses station somehow because he had specifically told them not to let him in.

“Harry please.” The man implored wanting him to at least listen. Truthfully he wasn’t looking so good, his hair was lax and once more greasy looking like in his school days. There were bags under his eyes and he was paler than usual. But Harry couldn’t find it in him to care. He had continued to lock everything away and now he was just tired. He didn’t even feel angry at the man, he was just numb. If anything he felt a general annoyance, at the persistence of his so called friends and ex-lover, at the fact that it was inevitable that they ended how they did, at the wizarding world that continued to hound him, at his entire life.

“I thought I asked you four or five times to not come to my work.” Harry’s voice was dull, giving Severus no hint of what he was thinking.

“I can’t reach you at home, all my owls came back unopened…”

“Then you should have got a clue from that. I thought Slytherins were supposed to be cunning?”

“Harry, give me another chance. Please?”

“I can’t.” He said stiffly.

“Can’t or won’t?” Severus asked, hoping.

“Can’t. That was it. I can’t open up like that again. I told you in the beginning and you promised me that it would be fine, that you wouldn’t hurt me.”

“Harry I… I’m sorry, but I can’t let you go. I love you and I can’t give up on us.”

“That’s too bad. Maybe you should have spent more time thinking with you head rather than your prick.” Harry said coldly, but Snape wasn’t taking the hint and if he had to hurt him to get him to walk away he would.

Snape winced from Harry’s comment but didn’t turn from his eyes. “I know what you’re trying to do, and I’m sorry most of all I lost your trust, but I won’t give up on us.”

“Healer Potter.” A harsh tone saved Harry from this futile argument. But he cringed as he reluctantly turned to face the voice, knowing what he would see. His supervisor was glaring at him once more and giving a fake apologetic at the man turned back to Severus.

“You need to leave.” He said sternly and was relieved when he could see the submitance in Snape’s body language.

“Alright, but we’ll talk soon.” He said before turning around and gliding down the hall in the way that only he can. Harry watched him leave admiring the things he had loved about that man one last time.

“No, we won’t.” He said softly before turning to his still scowling boss and obediently following him into his office.

As the man continued to ream on him he thought over the last week, last month, last few years and found himself bitter. After the war, maybe even before, he had begun to hate the wizarding world, the fickle and prejudice people, the corrupt and manipulative ministry, the fawning and ignorant fans. He couldn’t even really feel connected with his friends. After the Dursleys he had always had trouble trusting and Dumbledore compounded that. So no matter how long he knew them he just couldn’t trust them enough to let them be truly close. Yes, they were friends and they seemed to enjoy intruding on his life, but he always felt separate. They had their life and he had his, and sometimes they barged into his but he could never quite fit in theirs. Severus had been different. Severus had been his reason for everything, for living through the war, and staying in the wizarding world, the one person had trusted implicitly and shared everything with. Now…

“POTTER! I said are you listening?! Do you want to be fired! DO YOU?!”

“Yes.” Harry said gently, cutting off the man’s tirade. “Fire me.”

“What?” The man said dumbfounded, completely confused.

“I’m done with this, I’m leaving.” Harry said calmly, getting up from the leather chair and heading towards the door.

“You can’t just leave! You… You’re fired!” The man announced like he just came to some great conclusion.

“Ok, thanks.” Harry said, remaining calm as he shut the door behind him.


A/N: I know lots might be confused about something, including the reason behind Snape’s betrayal and you will get answers but it will be later, as in close to the end later. Sorry. Thanks to all those who reviewed and especially to SpaceCate for doing so twice. Please review! I like knowing what you guys think.