A Sack Of Scars

A/N: Okay people! I wrote another chapter of my story, because your reviews have made me so happy I want to do anything to make you happy. Having you all MOO at me has made my day, thank you so much. I\'ll keep writing this, as well as \"Crush of the Black Silk Boxers\", and another one-shot I\'m working on. Lots of love to you all.

To InnocentImp: I had also noticed that I didn\'t really give enough details as to what was happening, so I put some stuff in the begining of this chapter, and I\'m going to go back to chapter 1 and add to my Author\'s Note there. Thanks for your review.

I would also like to put out thanks to all my reviewers so far, you\'ve made me feel so great about what I\'m doing. I love you allso much.


Harry Potter and Severus Snape appeared at outermost limits of Hogwart\'s wards just after midnight. Severus carried the numbed boy swiftly up the castle path, unseen in the night\'s shroud. Not that there was anyone to see them. The school was empty, none of the other staff returning for another week. Draco Malfoy had already found a job and had rented a small apartment for the past six weeks, and he would stay there until the school year began.

That had all been part of Dumbledore\'s deal with the young man. Draco had fought on the side of light in the last battle, the only battle that really counted. His father had been killed, and his mother was sentanced to life in Azkaban, so the Draco had nowhere to go. Seeing as he would not inherit his family\'s fortunes until he turned 17 in a month, the young Malfoy was left with few options. Dumbledore had agreed to let Draco stay at Hogwarts until he got a job, though the Ministry had made it illegal for all but the staff and their relations to be there.

The day before the Ministry came to check the school over for anyone who was not supposed to be there, Draco had rented his apartment and moved out, leaving Severus alone in the castle. He had no idea where the headmaster had gotten off to, but Dumblodore had left right after the Ministry officials. This meant Snape had the next week to work with Harry alone, and then another week with the rest of the staff in the castle. What would happen after that was up to the boy.

Severus carried the younger man inside and straight down into the underground dungeons, where his private quarters were situated, and where the two of them would be staying. He carefully manuvered Harry in his arms so he could use his wand and spell his door open, before walking inside. After closing the door behind him, he proceeded to use his wand to put up a barrier around the room, the tip of the magical item touching Harry as he did so. \"In case you didn\'t notice, Potter, the charm I just put on my room is the same kind used in Azkaban. You can no longer leave these quarters without my permission, and you won\'t be getting that anytime soon.\"

The boy in his arms merely glared at him, unable to voice his obvious disproval of the situation. Severus smirked and carried Harry into the guest room, where his visitor would be staying. After lying the young man on the bed, Severus transfigured what he was wearing into a set of black, green and silver night clothes, the other man still unable to move or protest. Snape gave a muttered \"Accio\" and two potion vials flew to him, which he poured down the numbed boy\'s throat easily. One potion would put Harry to sleep, while the other would relax his body and help heal him faster.

Within minutes, Harry could feel himself drifting off, unable to fight the potions effects. As soon as Snape was sure the young man was sleeping, he removed the numbing spell, and frowned as the boy\'s body insticivley curled into a fetal position. It would be hard to repair the damage that had been done to his young charge, but Severus Snape lived for a challenge. \'You will get better, Harry, even if it kills us both getting there\'.

***** (I was gonna end this really short chapter here, but the reviews were so supporting that I decided to keep going. It\'ll take me a bit longer to update, but not much longer. To anyone who cares, the Toronto Argonauts won the Grey Cup about an hour ago in Ottawa, Canada. The score was 27 to 19.)


Harry Potter woke up in a large, comfortable bed feeling very well rested and only slightly sore. It took him about one minute to figure out where in Merlin\'s name he was, and the instant he grasped hold of last nights memories, he leaned over the bed and was physically sick. He barely took time to let his stomach calm before jumping out of bed and running from the room. He found what he assumed was the door to Snape\'s room, and resorted to pounding on it when it couldn\'t be opened. \"Fuck you Snape! Let me out now!! You can\'t make me stay here! You don\'t own me!\"

After several minutes of frantic pounding, Harry sunk to the ground, holding his head in his hands. He looked down into his lap, only to find himself wearing some silk clothing that looked decidedly Slytherin. He quickly tore the offending garments off his body and tossed them away from him disgustedly, eliciting a soft snicker from behind him. Harry spun around to find himself face to face with Severus Snape, Hogwart\'s potions master and his captor, leaning against the now open doorframe, dressed in black silk pants, and Slytherin bathrobe tied loosly around his waist, leaving much of his front out in the open. Harry couldn\'t look away from the amused face in front of him. Severus arched an eyebrow and smirked. \"Problems, Potter?\"

After several moments wherein Harry did absolutly nothing, except possibly blush harder, Severus rolled his eyes and spelled a new set of muggle clothing onto the boy. \"Would you care for breakfast?\" A house elf appeared beside Snape, and Harry just nodded dumbly. \"Get us breakfast, and I\'d like a cup of pepermint tea.\" The house elf nodded and dissapeared, and Severus moved to look into Harry\'s room. Noticing the mess on the floor by his bed, he did a quick cleaning spell before going and taking a seat in a muggle armchair in the center of the room. \"Are you going to stand there all day? You can sit, Potter.\"

Harry spun and glared at Severus, his previously forgotted anger resurfacing. \"What the hell is going on here, Snape?! I am not going to stay with you asshole! You can\'t make me! Let me go now!\" Severus just stayed sitting, calmly watching his unwilling guest\'s anger rise, then reaching into the pocket of his robe and taking out yet another vial of potion. Harry was about to launch into another yelling fit at his captors lack of response, when the older man tossed the small jar at him, which he hastened to catch. \"What\'s this?\"

Severus smirked, the boy was so predictable. The instant something new had caught his attention, his anger was again forgotten. \'He\'s not totally gone yet, he\'s just been buried.\' \"It\'s another healing potion, you should take it before the last one stops working.\" Harry took a moment to look from Snape, to the potion, then back to him, before uncorking and downing the potion. He imediatly felt the soreness in his body dissipate and sat down, relaxing into the couch near where Severus sat.

The older man watched Harry slowly sink into the large comfortable couch. He allowed himself a slight smile. This was going better than expected, Harry\'s fit of rage completely forgotten already, and breakfast appearing on the table in from of them. He sat forward in his chair and began to eat, gesturing for his young ward to do the same, which he did. \'He\'s very calm and relaxed now. Maybe I should have put calming droughts into his potions years ago.\'

A/N: So there it is, chapter 6. In the next chapter, they\'ll start to talk a bit, and that\'ll be the start of the coming explainations, soon to be followed by the attraction and the sex...well there might be some attraction in the next one or 2 chapters, then the sex. I\'d really appreciate reviews, and I\'ll try to keep updating as fast as possible for you wonderful people. I love you all.

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