Taken Care Of

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own ANY of JK Rowlings creations, they are hers and hers alone

Hey again guys. My muse will not leave me alone tonight, I swear I am definitely becoming an insomniac. I wrote this chapter earlier and my computer froze, and it got deleted, so now I’m rewriting it, lol. And its like 2:30 in the morning and I have to wake at 6:30 for a class, so. ANYWAY, my annoying muse keeps buggering me to finish this.

This chapter will most likely end up being very short. BUT DON’T WORRY, this is probably going to be one of the only chapters I will write after this that will be this short. This is basically just Harry thinking about where his life had gone in the blink of an eye.


Ooh and Anon, believe me i\'m trying to get the \'good parts\' coming along. I was going to have the final battle first, but what do you guys think?

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Harry groaned openly, this was definitely not his morning.

First, he had been rudely awakened by his cousin this morning, before the sun had risen to be exact, so from the lack of sleep he was already grumpy.

An hour later, the six were eating breakfast in the Great Hall….. ALONE .. Not even Dumbledore himself was awake yet. Then, much to Harry’s pleasure, Draco and Blaise decided to wake him up a bit by putting one of Fred and George’s concoctions into his juice.

Harry had thought it had tasted suspicious… and his suspicions were confirmed when everyone at the table burst into a fit of giggles. He quickly accio-ed a mirror to find that he now bore a purple nose the size of Jupiter. After a quick wrestling match with the two culprits, Harry had retrieved the antidote, and had his usual nose back in place.

Later on, the six had walked to Hogsmade and one by one flooed to Muggle London through the public Flooing Station. Jessica went first, shortly followed by Blaise. Then Draco, followed by Ron. Leaving Harry and Severus by themselves. Harry moved his arms to motion for his professor to go first, which he complied. After seeing the potions master leave through the fireplace, Harry grabbed a handful of floo powder and shouted “London”.

He then felt the serious tugging sensation of the floo magic. Soon enough the sensation ended, and Harry came in contact with a solid, and rather large figure. He looked up to see what or more precisely who his victim, to find deep obsidian eyes staring back at him. Actually, he looked up to find a pair of very annoyed obsidian eyes glaring back at him.

“Sorry Professor. I didn’t see you there.” Harry said, humorously, hoping the Professor wasn’t truly mad at him.

His unasked question was answered when he saw the corners of Severus’ mouth twitch, and the glare recede. “Quite alright Mr. Potter, just watch your step more carefully.” Severus replied, turning to Jessica who was now addressing the group like a chaperone.

“Alright everyone….” Jessica started. “… Off to Burberry’s we go.” She said, leading the way, hand in hand with Blaise.

As Harry watched his cousin and friend’s public display of affection, he began to reflect on his life, and how quickly and drastically it had changed.

At the beginning of the school year, Harry had come to Hogwarts depressed and lonely, thinking the only family he had were his ‘oh so loving’ aunt and uncle. Then he met Jessica, and his life flipped over. Considering that his life before, full of depression and loneliness, was not the most intriguing one, his new life full of friends and family was too good of a replacement.

There was Jessica, his closest relative, his cousin, one of his truest best friends. Jessica had been there for him when he needed someone the most. She had welcomed Harry into her life without so much as a blink of an eye, and gave him all the love and support that he had needed. She had given Harry a huge part of his life back, she gave him some one to have, she gave him family.

Then there was Ron. Ron, Harry’s best friend of six years, the one who had always been there for Harry when he needed someone before Jessica came. Though their friendship had been temporarily broken, Harry had allowed Ron back into his life effortlessly when an explanation and an apology had been given. Ron was like a brother to Harry, Harry doubted that they could live in complete happiness without each other, and both of them knew it.

Then there was Blaise. Harry had not known Blaise that much before this year when Draco and Jessica brought him into Harry’s life, so he didn’t really have a perspective of him to change. He now thought of Blaise as a member as his family … Might as well, he in undoubtedly going to become part of it soon any way .. He thought, thinking of Blaise and Jessica.

Then came Draco. Who had seemed to transform from Malfoy to Draco in a matter of seconds. The boy that was Malfoy had disappeared, and the man that is Draco emerged. Harry wasn’t sure truly when it had happened. When it was the boy stood up to his father and his darkness, and became the man that he now was, but Harry was sure that if Ron hadn’t become a vital person in Draco’s life, it may have never happened.

Finally, there was his Professor, Severus. Who seemed to be two different people all his own. Harry did not know where the man he once thought to be his professor had gone, or most likely that, ‘that’ man had never existed. Harry felt that he had seen his Professor, for who he truly was … Severus. He was sure, without a doubt, that Dumbledore had pushed Severus to put on the ‘Sadistic Bastard’ act in front of his students to keep up his role as a spy on the dark lord, for he had seen the real Severus Snape. During those late nights of comfort from Severus, Harry had met him. Truth be told he was starting to fall in love with the caring person that the man really was, though Severus would undeniably act that way only when he felt was the right time.

I swear he likes the Snarky Arse Sadistic Bastard role too much Harry thought, giggling aloud.

“Mr. Potter, pray tell, what is so funny?” Severus asked curious as to why the boy had randomly started … * gulp * ... giggling …..

“Ooh nothing Professor... Just … Just thinking.” Harry answered, still giggling. Thinking his day was beginning to get better.

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Yay I got it out of my mind! Maybe my muse will finally let me go to bed now. Seeing as it is now 3:30 and I have to wake in less than 3 hours. Lol … its going to be a looooooong day. I’ll try to write when I get back from my classes….. That is of course.. If some wonderful reviews follow this. Lol

- Jessica