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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
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Adult ++
Chapters:
13
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19,435
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69
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Chapter 4
Leaving Behind
Disclaimer: Don’t own any not getting paid. Just for fun.
Summary: Harry goes back to the Dursleys after 5th year. He learns some
new things and runs away from the Dursleys. When Harry goes back to school, he begins to push the only friends he has ever known way. Can Severus bring back the Harry they all once knew or is he lost forever.
Beta: Thanks to Spike who pulled this out in a night for me. I love you so much.
Chapter 4
Last Chapter:
Harry smiled at that, knowing he had a very rare book in his hands.
This was going to better then he thought. The final book was ‘The Basics of Occlumency’ by Albus Dumbledore. He picked up the Occlumency book, flipped to the first chapter and began to read.
---
The next day all Harry did was read. In the morning his Aunt had came
in to give him his daily list of chores. He simply said he was not doing them and continued to read. Even after she threatened him with Vernon’s anger. He still didn’t care. He could not seem to care for anything anymore for that matter. Killing the bastard that was out to kill him was top of his list of things to do, and he would do it even if it killed him.
Later that evening he heard a car pull up into the drive way. He put
his books away so his Uncle could not get rid of them because that is what he would do if he found them. The front door opened. Harry could here his Aunt telling his Uncle that he had done nothing all today.
\"WHAT!?!\" Harry heard a loud stomping on the stairs and his door was
flung open. His Uncles face was a deep purple color. Harry would have
laughed at the shade of color which now dawned his Uncles face if he was not about to get the beating of his life. \"You worthless freak!\" His Uncle grabbed him by the scruff of his neck. Picking him up off the ground and held him there. Harry could not breathe as his Uncles sausage like fingers gripped his neck tightly. \"If you won’t do your chores like you are told,\" his Uncle dropped him to the floor where he kicked him in the side. \"You will be punished.\" [Kick] \"No food.\" [Punch] \"No leaving your room.\" [Kick] \"Nothing. You should have died when your parents died.\" His Uncle kicked him harder and he heard a loud crack and pain exploded through his body. \"We got the letters telling us about you godfather. I bet you killed him.\" That hurt most more then the kicks or punches his Uncle was giving him. He was the reason his godfather was dead, and it hit to close. Finally the pain was too much and he blacked out to his Uncle’s laughs.
---
When he woke up Harry was lying on the floor in a ball. His Uncle had
left him on the floor and just kicked him out of the way as he exited
the room.
Slowly Harry got up off the floor. His movements ginger as to not make
more pain. He hurt a lot but he kept tell him self he only had to wait
two more weeks. He would be sixteen and by law of the wizarding world
be an adult. He really did not care what Dumbledore thought he was
leaving and nothing could stop him from doing it. Harry sat down on his bed to think over the last year yet again. He sighed and got some of his books out to read.
Hours later Harry still had his nose in one of his books. He had his
wand out and was practicing the waving motions for the spell he was
trying to learn. [Swish-flick-flick-upwards swish] He was not casing the spell, just the behind the spell, until he had the movements down he would not try it. There was a loud tapping at his window.
Harry looked up to see a large gray owl flying just out side his
window. He flicked his hand towards the window and it opened. The owl flew in and dropped a letter, then flew right back out again. He picked it up and saw that the seal on it was from the Ministry. He opened it and began to
read.
‘Dear Mr. Potter,
We would like to inform you, Mr. H. Potter, that due to recent unexplained events and the mysterious come back of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named that we, the Dept. of Underage Wizardry, have lowered the age limit on underage wizardry. Just don’t let the muggles see you.
Simon Nipe
Head of the Department of Underage Wizardry’
For the first time this summer Harry smiled. He knew the first spell he
was going to do with this newfound freedom. Harry muttered a complex
warding spell on his door to keep is Uncle out of his room. Also he had
learned some basic healing spells and saying them as he ran his wand down his
body. Most of the pain faded but, some of it was still there. He could not fix broken bone though. Harry would have to deal with them, but it was better then nothing.
---
The two weeks passed quickly. Harry never left his room. He just
Summoned, or conjured, food and water in his room. He learned everything he could out of the books. He quickly mastered spells and even some potions that would help him on his way to defeating Voldemort. Occlumency was something he could do now with out thinking about it. He hid everything he felt, no emotion on his face showed. Harry put everything he had into figuring out how to stop the man who had killed everyone Harry had ever cared about. It would not happen again at all. That was the promise, he would not allow anyone ever again to get hurt because of him.
He found spells for all sorts of things. Like how to hide his magic so
he, could do some of the Dark Arts without the Ministry knowing. He
learned a great anti-tracking spell so that if he went outside or wherever he could not be found. He had already cast the spell to hide
his magic from everyone. It was working well. He now knew all of the Dark Art spells and how to counter them, he did not enjoy doing them one bit but he would need them for the fight.
He had learned to apprate also. At first Harry started to read all the
books he had on it; it even went as far as writing the bookstore to send him more. Once he read all of the books, he tried from one side of his room to the other. Contracting on the place where he wanted to end up, but also concentrating to keep him self from splinching. He almost had it done the first time he tried but he left his clothes behind, blushing at the thought of trying to apprate anywhere else. Putting back on his clothes he took a deep breath and tried again; this time he made it to the other side of the room fully intact and fully clothed. He did that a couple more times before he had is mastered or as close to mastering it he was going to get at the time.
His birthday was tomorrow. Tomorrow was a very big day in his young
life. Everything had to go to plan he studied all day. Waited for midnight like every year he counted down… 10…9…8…7…6…5…4…3…2…1… He was now sixteen. He walked over to the window and opened it. As soon as he did five owls entered. He took the packages and offered food and water to each owl. Hagrid had sent him his rock cakes which Harry put to the side, and a note telling happy birthday and not to let the muggles get him down. Mrs. Weasley has sent him a cake along with some candy. The twins sent a note with Ron’s package telling him he had to come by the shop for his gift or wait until back at school. Ron had surprisingly given Harry a book of ‘Charms for Battle’ he must be talking to Hermione. Hermione sent him a book of useful potions for healing and battle. Then Harry looked at the other two owls not knowing who they were from. He took the one closest to him. There was just a letter.
‘Dear Mr. Potter,
We would like to inform you, Mr. H. Potter, now that you are of age your other vaults have been opened to you. If you would like a report of what is in them please pen back a response, or come in.
Sincerely,
Greink
Head of Department of Records’
Harry wrote a quick letter to say he would come in. Then Harry took the last owl’s package. He looked at the writing on the outside and nearly cried. Remus had sent him something.
‘Dear Harry,
I hope this letter finds you well. I do hope you are not beating
yourself over Sirius. He died protecting the one of the people he loved the most. He went out with a fight just how he would have wanted it. Please Harry don’t beat yourself over about it. I guess I take over as
godfather now if you don’t mind. You are the only thing I have left of James, Lilly, and Sirius. Albus has offered me the DADA job again this year I have taken it.
Hermione has told me about your recent love for books. So Happy
Birthday Harry. See you when school starts.
Love,
Remus’
Along with the letter he got pictures of his parents, Sirius, and
Remus. Harry quickly looked at them all and put them away, he would look at them more when he had time.
Harry shrunk his trunk put is in his pocket. He went over to Hedwig and
let her out. She hopped on to his shoulder. \"Now I am going to place
some spells on you is that ok?\" Hedwig hooted at him ok. He waved his
wand said a spell and then did it again. She just looked at him in
confusing. \"The first one was if I need to send a letter out that the person who gets the letter can’t put a tracking spell on you. The second one is so that you will be the only owl who will be able to find me. Harry sat down at his desk quickly, got out parchment, quill, ink and started writing. He wrote all night stopping to think over what he wrote and scratch out things that needed to change. By morning he had a letter written to his Potions Professor. IT might not have been that long but he had to think a lot about what to write.
‘Dear Professor Snape,
First I would like to apologize for my behavior of my father and his
friends. They had no right to do anything that they did to you. I do
think you need to realize that I am in no way my father or do I condone
what he or his friends did to you.
Second, I will apologize for the way I acted and for looking into your
pensive. I thought the things you had in there where things Dumbledore
had told you to keep away from me. I know that is still not an excuse to have done what I did, but I was just tired of not knowing what was going too happened to me, and that no one would tell me. I know they are trying to protect me. I am grateful for the thought, but it is my life and it is also my destiny to kill the Dark Lord. I can’t kill him when people keep things that are important to know. If someone would have told me why I needed to take Occlumency lessons I would have tried hard to learn it.
That is the other reason why I am writing this. I can try for all I am worth to learn Occlumency but I will never fully learn it without help. Would you please think about teaching me again, I will give all that I can to learn this time. I have to. All I can to kill him and I know you are the best person to help me. I will wait for your answer. If the answer is no, thank you anyway.
I am truly sorry for anything I have put you through. I know you have
always looked out for me growing up to keep me from getting myself
killed. Thank you for that as well.
Sincerely,
Harry Potter’
Harry set Hedwig off with the letter along with the letters to Ron,
Hermione, and Remus. That would give him three days before they knew he
was gone. After doing that he put all his gifts into his trunk and shrunk it, putting it in his pocket, before opening his door and walking down the stairs. Walking into the living room he could hear everyone in the kitchen eating breakfast. Walking into the room the room’s occupants looked at him, he took out his wand and muttered \"…Obliviate…\" All of their eyes went glassy. \"…you don’t know who Harry Potter is… never heard his name… he never came to live with you… You don’t know who I am or that we ever met…\" And with that Harry turned around and walked out. But before he walked out of the house he flicked his hand towards the door under the stairs and it became solid wall.
Once outside of the door he felt a gentle breeze flow through him and with that he placed the anti-tracking spell on him and apprated away.
Disclaimer: Don’t own any not getting paid. Just for fun.
Summary: Harry goes back to the Dursleys after 5th year. He learns some
new things and runs away from the Dursleys. When Harry goes back to school, he begins to push the only friends he has ever known way. Can Severus bring back the Harry they all once knew or is he lost forever.
Beta: Thanks to Spike who pulled this out in a night for me. I love you so much.
Chapter 4
Last Chapter:
Harry smiled at that, knowing he had a very rare book in his hands.
This was going to better then he thought. The final book was ‘The Basics of Occlumency’ by Albus Dumbledore. He picked up the Occlumency book, flipped to the first chapter and began to read.
---
The next day all Harry did was read. In the morning his Aunt had came
in to give him his daily list of chores. He simply said he was not doing them and continued to read. Even after she threatened him with Vernon’s anger. He still didn’t care. He could not seem to care for anything anymore for that matter. Killing the bastard that was out to kill him was top of his list of things to do, and he would do it even if it killed him.
Later that evening he heard a car pull up into the drive way. He put
his books away so his Uncle could not get rid of them because that is what he would do if he found them. The front door opened. Harry could here his Aunt telling his Uncle that he had done nothing all today.
\"WHAT!?!\" Harry heard a loud stomping on the stairs and his door was
flung open. His Uncles face was a deep purple color. Harry would have
laughed at the shade of color which now dawned his Uncles face if he was not about to get the beating of his life. \"You worthless freak!\" His Uncle grabbed him by the scruff of his neck. Picking him up off the ground and held him there. Harry could not breathe as his Uncles sausage like fingers gripped his neck tightly. \"If you won’t do your chores like you are told,\" his Uncle dropped him to the floor where he kicked him in the side. \"You will be punished.\" [Kick] \"No food.\" [Punch] \"No leaving your room.\" [Kick] \"Nothing. You should have died when your parents died.\" His Uncle kicked him harder and he heard a loud crack and pain exploded through his body. \"We got the letters telling us about you godfather. I bet you killed him.\" That hurt most more then the kicks or punches his Uncle was giving him. He was the reason his godfather was dead, and it hit to close. Finally the pain was too much and he blacked out to his Uncle’s laughs.
---
When he woke up Harry was lying on the floor in a ball. His Uncle had
left him on the floor and just kicked him out of the way as he exited
the room.
Slowly Harry got up off the floor. His movements ginger as to not make
more pain. He hurt a lot but he kept tell him self he only had to wait
two more weeks. He would be sixteen and by law of the wizarding world
be an adult. He really did not care what Dumbledore thought he was
leaving and nothing could stop him from doing it. Harry sat down on his bed to think over the last year yet again. He sighed and got some of his books out to read.
Hours later Harry still had his nose in one of his books. He had his
wand out and was practicing the waving motions for the spell he was
trying to learn. [Swish-flick-flick-upwards swish] He was not casing the spell, just the behind the spell, until he had the movements down he would not try it. There was a loud tapping at his window.
Harry looked up to see a large gray owl flying just out side his
window. He flicked his hand towards the window and it opened. The owl flew in and dropped a letter, then flew right back out again. He picked it up and saw that the seal on it was from the Ministry. He opened it and began to
read.
‘Dear Mr. Potter,
We would like to inform you, Mr. H. Potter, that due to recent unexplained events and the mysterious come back of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named that we, the Dept. of Underage Wizardry, have lowered the age limit on underage wizardry. Just don’t let the muggles see you.
Simon Nipe
Head of the Department of Underage Wizardry’
For the first time this summer Harry smiled. He knew the first spell he
was going to do with this newfound freedom. Harry muttered a complex
warding spell on his door to keep is Uncle out of his room. Also he had
learned some basic healing spells and saying them as he ran his wand down his
body. Most of the pain faded but, some of it was still there. He could not fix broken bone though. Harry would have to deal with them, but it was better then nothing.
---
The two weeks passed quickly. Harry never left his room. He just
Summoned, or conjured, food and water in his room. He learned everything he could out of the books. He quickly mastered spells and even some potions that would help him on his way to defeating Voldemort. Occlumency was something he could do now with out thinking about it. He hid everything he felt, no emotion on his face showed. Harry put everything he had into figuring out how to stop the man who had killed everyone Harry had ever cared about. It would not happen again at all. That was the promise, he would not allow anyone ever again to get hurt because of him.
He found spells for all sorts of things. Like how to hide his magic so
he, could do some of the Dark Arts without the Ministry knowing. He
learned a great anti-tracking spell so that if he went outside or wherever he could not be found. He had already cast the spell to hide
his magic from everyone. It was working well. He now knew all of the Dark Art spells and how to counter them, he did not enjoy doing them one bit but he would need them for the fight.
He had learned to apprate also. At first Harry started to read all the
books he had on it; it even went as far as writing the bookstore to send him more. Once he read all of the books, he tried from one side of his room to the other. Contracting on the place where he wanted to end up, but also concentrating to keep him self from splinching. He almost had it done the first time he tried but he left his clothes behind, blushing at the thought of trying to apprate anywhere else. Putting back on his clothes he took a deep breath and tried again; this time he made it to the other side of the room fully intact and fully clothed. He did that a couple more times before he had is mastered or as close to mastering it he was going to get at the time.
His birthday was tomorrow. Tomorrow was a very big day in his young
life. Everything had to go to plan he studied all day. Waited for midnight like every year he counted down… 10…9…8…7…6…5…4…3…2…1… He was now sixteen. He walked over to the window and opened it. As soon as he did five owls entered. He took the packages and offered food and water to each owl. Hagrid had sent him his rock cakes which Harry put to the side, and a note telling happy birthday and not to let the muggles get him down. Mrs. Weasley has sent him a cake along with some candy. The twins sent a note with Ron’s package telling him he had to come by the shop for his gift or wait until back at school. Ron had surprisingly given Harry a book of ‘Charms for Battle’ he must be talking to Hermione. Hermione sent him a book of useful potions for healing and battle. Then Harry looked at the other two owls not knowing who they were from. He took the one closest to him. There was just a letter.
‘Dear Mr. Potter,
We would like to inform you, Mr. H. Potter, now that you are of age your other vaults have been opened to you. If you would like a report of what is in them please pen back a response, or come in.
Sincerely,
Greink
Head of Department of Records’
Harry wrote a quick letter to say he would come in. Then Harry took the last owl’s package. He looked at the writing on the outside and nearly cried. Remus had sent him something.
‘Dear Harry,
I hope this letter finds you well. I do hope you are not beating
yourself over Sirius. He died protecting the one of the people he loved the most. He went out with a fight just how he would have wanted it. Please Harry don’t beat yourself over about it. I guess I take over as
godfather now if you don’t mind. You are the only thing I have left of James, Lilly, and Sirius. Albus has offered me the DADA job again this year I have taken it.
Hermione has told me about your recent love for books. So Happy
Birthday Harry. See you when school starts.
Love,
Remus’
Along with the letter he got pictures of his parents, Sirius, and
Remus. Harry quickly looked at them all and put them away, he would look at them more when he had time.
Harry shrunk his trunk put is in his pocket. He went over to Hedwig and
let her out. She hopped on to his shoulder. \"Now I am going to place
some spells on you is that ok?\" Hedwig hooted at him ok. He waved his
wand said a spell and then did it again. She just looked at him in
confusing. \"The first one was if I need to send a letter out that the person who gets the letter can’t put a tracking spell on you. The second one is so that you will be the only owl who will be able to find me. Harry sat down at his desk quickly, got out parchment, quill, ink and started writing. He wrote all night stopping to think over what he wrote and scratch out things that needed to change. By morning he had a letter written to his Potions Professor. IT might not have been that long but he had to think a lot about what to write.
‘Dear Professor Snape,
First I would like to apologize for my behavior of my father and his
friends. They had no right to do anything that they did to you. I do
think you need to realize that I am in no way my father or do I condone
what he or his friends did to you.
Second, I will apologize for the way I acted and for looking into your
pensive. I thought the things you had in there where things Dumbledore
had told you to keep away from me. I know that is still not an excuse to have done what I did, but I was just tired of not knowing what was going too happened to me, and that no one would tell me. I know they are trying to protect me. I am grateful for the thought, but it is my life and it is also my destiny to kill the Dark Lord. I can’t kill him when people keep things that are important to know. If someone would have told me why I needed to take Occlumency lessons I would have tried hard to learn it.
That is the other reason why I am writing this. I can try for all I am worth to learn Occlumency but I will never fully learn it without help. Would you please think about teaching me again, I will give all that I can to learn this time. I have to. All I can to kill him and I know you are the best person to help me. I will wait for your answer. If the answer is no, thank you anyway.
I am truly sorry for anything I have put you through. I know you have
always looked out for me growing up to keep me from getting myself
killed. Thank you for that as well.
Sincerely,
Harry Potter’
Harry set Hedwig off with the letter along with the letters to Ron,
Hermione, and Remus. That would give him three days before they knew he
was gone. After doing that he put all his gifts into his trunk and shrunk it, putting it in his pocket, before opening his door and walking down the stairs. Walking into the living room he could hear everyone in the kitchen eating breakfast. Walking into the room the room’s occupants looked at him, he took out his wand and muttered \"…Obliviate…\" All of their eyes went glassy. \"…you don’t know who Harry Potter is… never heard his name… he never came to live with you… You don’t know who I am or that we ever met…\" And with that Harry turned around and walked out. But before he walked out of the house he flicked his hand towards the door under the stairs and it became solid wall.
Once outside of the door he felt a gentle breeze flow through him and with that he placed the anti-tracking spell on him and apprated away.