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I do not own any of the characters or places from the Harry Potter books or films. They all belong to J.K. Rowling. All that is mine is Sky, the houses in the wall and the plot. Oh, and the wand is mine too. I am not making any money from the writing of this story.

No One Comes When You Cry

Thanks to my beta; Pittwitch, for making this story legible.

Chapter 3 Toilet Training
�Now look me directly in the eyes.� As soon as her eyes met his, he aimed his wand at her. �Legilimens.�
Severus was glad he was sitting down when he saw the misery that had been her life. She looked to have been around two years of age, quite pretty in the way that infants are, cherubic, chubby and well-fed, tight blonde curls framing her face. She was carried and dumped roughly onto the floor of the cell he found her in yesterday, tiny manacles fastened around her ankles, then left alone.
She screamed and cried, clawing at the restraints, crawling to get away from them. �Mamamam� being the main cry from her mouth, along with babbling and sobbing. Sometime later, and it must have been a good while later, a figure entered the cell. The child held her arms up to the figure for comfort, wanting to be picked up as she sobbed, but a foot hit her squarely in the chest, sending her sprawling back to the floor before it left.

Already there were dark circles under the child�s eyes and her cheeks were sunken and drawn. Her dress, once clean and frilly was now dirty and stained. Her knees were scraped and she was missing both shoes and a sock.
Now she looked to be about five or six, the manacles were larger, big enough to rub at her ankles but small enough they could not be slipped over her feet. She was skinny and scrawny, her hair a dirty tangled mess. Once more, someone entered the cell but this time the girl backed herself into the corner, her head down and she remained silent, not looking for comfort this time.
A tin plate and mug was placed carelessly on the dirty floor, the contents of the cup spilling over the side and whatever had been on the plate joined the spilt liquid. The person slapped the girl hard across the side of her head and left without a word. As soon as the door closed, the girl dived for the plate. She grabbed the piece of bread or whatever it was, pressing it into the water that had spilled onto the floor and soaking it up before eating half and then drinking part of the contents left in the cup. She chewed slowly, making it last. Finally, she carefully placed the remaining bread and water to the side, sat down and watched it. All the time one finger making small circular movements on the stone at her neck.
Occasionally, she would let her eyes drift to the small shaft of sunlight that came through the grill high on the wall. As soon as it reached a certain point in the cell, many hours later, she dived for the plate and cup hungrily and finished the remains of her meal.
Severus pulled out of her mind, stalked quickly to his bathroom and splashed his face with cold water, gasping air into his lungs before drying himself on the towel. When he returned she hadn�t moved so he took his place and whispered �Legilimens.�
She was about nine or ten now. It was difficult to say, sitting huddled in one corner on a filthy tattered blanket. He could see the pile of effluence at the opposite side of the room. The smell assaulted his nostrils even though he knew he could not really smell it. This time someone brought a bowl and cup. Once more the door closed and the girl grabbed the bowl. Using her fingers, since there was no spoon, she scooped every bit of the slop it contained and shovelled it into her mouth. Licking her fingers clean, she ran her tongue around the inside of the bowl until it was also clean.
Severus wondered why she had not saved any this time when another figure entered the room. The shaft of light had gone, so it must have been later in the day or early evening. The person used a key to unlock the chain from a ring in the wall and the girl stood. She was dragged from the cell and taken along the corridor, through the door he used himself and through the kitchen. Severus could see her nose twitching at the smells around her but she was taken out through the rear entrance and thrown to the floor.
He heard words like Bitch, Bastard, Git and Ugly thrown at her as a hand grabbed her and thrust her roughly against a brick wall. The rag she was wearing was ripped from her body and her hands placed high on the wall. She was standing just as she had when Severus told her to remove her gown this morning. Several times, he moved forward in her mind, watching as she grew older and the lash landed across her back and shoulders, buttocks and thighs. This time he pulled out and stayed out. He could not watch any more, not that he felt sorry for her or anything like that.
It would appear that this had been her life since the age of two and she knew no other. From what he�d seen, Severus reckoned she had been there for maybe twelve years which made her approximately fourteen now. He remembered the unusual stone around her neck and leaned forward to move her loose shirt collar and look. Sky flinched as he put his hands to her but he ignored it. The stone was now a very pale grey. The band of gold seemed to have adjusted to fit around her neck, still snug but not enough to choke her. �How strange. Where did you get this?�
Sky lifted her fingers to touch it. �Don�t know. Always on. Not off.� She told him huskily.
�Have you eaten yet?
She shook her head and Severus called for Spin, ordered that she be brought some weak oatmeal and a glass of watered down milk; anything heavier than that and she would be sick. She would need to be introduced slowly to proper food. With a pop, Spin arrived with a tray and placed it on the table beside the girl.
�Here we are Miss. Now you eats it all up.� Sky stared at Spin.
�Her name, for the moment is Sky, at least until the Headmaster deigns to return.�
�Yes Sir. Sky is nice name.� Spin winked out and Sky then stared at the food. Her tongue slipped out and she licked her lips. The smell wafting over her was enticing.
�Eat.� He told her and she stared at him as if he were mad.
�It will not jump out of the bowl and into your mouth by itself. Now pick it up and eat it.
Without preamble, she snatched the bowl to herself, and using her fingers began shovelling the oatmeal into her mouth. Severus found it disgusting but allowed her to finish before he spoke again. This was after all the only way she had been able to feed herself in the past. The only way she knew. But he would not put up with it here. As soon as she licked the bowl clean and placed it carefully back on the tray, Severus picked up the untouched spoon.
�Do you know what this is?�
Sky shook her head, took the glass of milk and drank it noisily until gone. As soon as her tongue came out to lick the inside of the glass he snatched it from her. Once again, he held the spoon in front of her.

�This is called a spoon. When you eat oatmeal you use one of these. We do not eat with our fingers. Do you understand?� He held the spoon out to her.
Taking it from him, she studied it for a moment, shrugged her shoulders and passed it back. �Aspoon.�
He sighed in irritation. It looked like he would have be the one to teach her how to eat using the correct utensils, any utensils. Shit, she could not even string a bloody sentence together.
He did not consider himself a nursemaid, nor did he intend to be one. He was a Potions Master, A spy for the Order of the Phoenix and a Death Eater. Plus, he was a nasty bastard to boot. He liked being that way. He enjoyed terrorising his students, enjoyed the fear on the faces of many of the Death Eaters if he happened to look in their direction. He was feared by most of them and he liked it that way. Severus could walk down a crowded street and folks would do their utmost to move out of his way. He looked mean and acted mean. Severus Snape was as mean as they came and did not intend to change for anyone.
Then there was Potter. �Harry bloody �oh do feel sorry for me� Potter.� Of course, it was Severus� job to make sure the brat stayed alive long enough to finish off the Dark Lord. Though Severus had serious doubts that the boy had it in him to kill a Flobberworm unless he stood on it by accident. Now he was stuck with a brat who had less social graces then a ruddy Thestral. It was not fair. Scowling, he looked back at the girl. �Where was she?� Then he heard a peculiar noise and looked to where it came from. When he saw her in the corner of his office he nearly fainted.
�SPIN! Get here now.�
Spin appeared immediately. �Yes Sir?�
�Why the hell did you not tell me she wasn�t house trained?� He roared.
Spin ran over to Sky who had squatted in the corner of his office and peed on the floor. Sky looked at the elf and the Potions Master fearfully. She had no idea what she did wrong but he looked very angry and the Spin was pulling at her. She tried to pull her arm away from the Spin. The Spin snapped its fingers and the corner was cleaned. Sky was amazed but she was more afraid of the Fessor right now and resisted the pulling Spin thing.
When Fessor stalked over and grabbed her arm, Sky had no choice but to follow. Severus dragged her through his bedroom and through another door, shoving her in front of him.
�This is a toilet.� He growled. �When you wish to relieve yourself you do so on that. You do not piss on my floor.�
�Piss.� She repeated.

He snarled and moved her over one step. �This is a sink. In this, you wash your hands after using the toilet. It is also used for cleaning your teeth and washing yourself in general.�
�Piss.� Sky said again.
Turning her to the side, he ranted again. �This is a bath and that is a shower. Both are used to clean the body and wash the hair. Do you understand?�
All Sky understood was �piss�. But it seemed that he wasn�t too happy about it. She looked around the room slowly, trying to figure out what everything was. Something about the big hole in the floor struck a familiar cord with her, but it was so far back in her mind that she couldn�t latch on to it. �Bath.� She told him pointing at the hole. Then she remembered something. �Mamamam.�
Severus closed his eyes and ran a hand through his hair. The girl had not even been here a day and he felt she was driving him insane. How was he going to survive weeks of this?
So he did things the only way he knew how. Backing her up to the toilet he lifted her skirts, pulled down her knickers and sat her on it unceremoniously.
�That is where you � do � it.�
Sky sat where he put her, leaning over and looking at the sides of the loo.
�Chair.�
�Nooo. Not chair, toilet.� His voice was raised several octaves by now.

Severus glared when he heard a snicker and whirled round to see Spin standing in the doorway with her hand over her mouth.
As soon as the elf saw the glare she was gone with a soft pop. Meanwhile, Sky found a handle and pulled it. She jumped off the toilet when water began to pour into it and splashed her. She stood with her knickers round her ankles, watching in fascination as the vortex inside the bowl spun and disappeared.
It took Severus two days of soiled floors, wet trails, puddles and shit on his boots before she finally understood the purpose of the toilet. In between times, she would be in his bathroom flushing the loo constantly just to see the water disappear. When he tried to get her to take a shower, he ended up as wet as she did.
Sky thought he was trying to drown her and fought against him every time he tried to push her under the spray. Eventually, he stripped himself to trousers and nothing else, then stripped her and carried her in. As soon as he poured the shampoo on her hair and worked up lather, she relaxed a little. The feel of his hands massaging her scalp felt nice. But when he took her back under the spray to rinse off, she struggled again, swallowing water and shampoo as she did. The first time he placed a bar of soap in her hand, she took a bite off it, pulling a revolted face before swallowing. Severus did not know whether to laugh or cry when she did that. Standing behind her, one arm round her waist to prevent her from escaping he used his other hand to guide hers with the soap, showing her how to wash herself.
He hoped he did not have to repeat this exercise. Being in such close proximity to her almost naked body as his hand guided hers everywhere it needed to go, especially between her legs, as she wriggled against him was proving to be too much and his trousers were uncomfortably tight when they finally stepped out of the cubicle.
Showing her how to use a towel would have proved too much for him so he picked up his wand from the wash stand and fired a quick drying spell at her. All he wanted now was a good drink and an obliviate. Pointing out her clothes and telling her to dress, he grabbed a towel and headed into his bedroom to remove his own wet things and put on some dry ones.
Stripping off his soaked trousers and boxers he towelled himself dry. He was just about to go to his dresser and pull out some underwear when Sky walked in. The first thing she noticed was the large appendage hanging between his legs.
Now Severus Snape was not one given to blushing but he felt his cheeks go hot at her scrutiny of said appendage. He cursed under his breath when it twitched and began to swell.
�Get back in the bathroom and get dressed. Do not come back in here until I tell you.� He roared.
She had been about to put a finger on it and he had been about to let her.
�Bloody hell.� He muttered for the umpteenth time that day.
From there on in, every time he turned round to pick something up, go sit down, grab the newspaper, she was there, staring curiously at the area below his belt. On one occasion, he stepped from his shower to find she had been watching him. He knew she was only curious but it was not his place to teach anatomy along with everything else.
�What the hell do you think you are doing?� He roared, and Sky turned and ran back to the office. Wrapping a towel round his waist, he stalked after her, grabbed her and marched her to her room, flinging her against the wall.

�You will stay in there until I tell you otherwise. If you attempt to come out without my permission you will be in trouble. Do you understand?�
Sky understood. For all his bad tempers, heavy hand and grumpiness, he taught her a lot over the last few weeks. But she was curious about the thing hidden in his trousers. Though she had not meant to make him angry. She stood and looked at him, eyes wide and unsure. His eyes were narrowed and his lips thin with rage.
As soon as she nodded, he slammed the door. Sky stood watching it for a while, rubbing at the stone as she did, hoping he might relent and open it again. But she knew he wouldn�t. When he said she must do something she did it and she dare not disobey. At least he hadn�t hit her again. Though she was sure he�d come close a lot of times. And she didn�t get beaten anymore. Sky was well fed and was not chained to the wall. She was allowed to speak, within reason, and could look him in the eye. Although she still hated the shower, the bath was nice. She also liked cleaning her teeth. It made her mouth feel nice and clean. Fessor had a sink added to her room so she could brush her teeth as much as she wanted. But this was the first time he�d ever shut her in her room and told her she couldn�t leave, and she was nervous.
What if she had to stay here forever like before he found her? What if he forgot about her and she got nothing to eat. She didn�t want to think about that and sat on the bed. She wanted to cry but didn�t. Crying did no good. Besides, no one comes when you cry.
Sky sat for most of the day, wondering if Fessor would come and let her out. She brushed her teeth several times for something to do but he never came. Because there was no natural light in the room she had no way of telling how much time had passed since he put her in here, only that it felt like a very long time.
Her belly had been making rumbling noises for quite a long time and she was thirsty. But Sky knew she could survive a long time without food and got herself a glass of water from the sink.
Eventually, after a long day spent happily brewing Severus decided the girl had been punished enough. He cleared his workbench, bottled and labelled the potions he�d brewed and stored them away before opening her door.
Sky jumped to her feet, head lowered, not wanting to anger him any more.
�You may leave the room. Come with me, it is dinner time.�
Sky followed him into the office where a table was set for two. Two plates, two chairs, two knifes, forks and spoons. Ever courteous, Severus waited for her to sit before taking his own chair.
�For goodness sake lift your head up, girl. From now on you shall hold your head up at all times. You shall not walk about as if the floor is the most interesting thing around you. When you look at me you shall keep your eyes above the level of my trouser belt. Is that clear?�
�Yes Fessor.�
�And for goodness sake stop calling me Fessor. You will address me as Sir or Professor Snape.�
�Yes Fess � Sir.�
�Good. Now eat your meal and we shall continue with your reading lessons. Though why I bother I do not know. Albus should be doing this, not me.�
Severus continued to bitch about her, complaining that he should not be the one to have to teach her the basics of toilet training and hygiene, reading and writing and how to eat without using her fingers. How much of a burden she was in his life and how he could not relax with her around him. �You are nothing more then an animal.� He spat as his mind seethed at the injustice of having to care for her.
Sky learned enough from him to understand much of what he was saying and she now felt deeply ashamed.
�Sky sorry Sir.�
He looked up at her, surprised that she spoke when he almost forgot that she was there. �Sorry for what?�
�For me be here. Be animal. Bad Sky.�
Severus stared at her for a moment wondering if she was trying to be funny. But her eyes told him she was genuine.
�Yes, well unfortunately you are here and I am stuck with you. But so long as you keep out of my way I may just make it through the next few weeks.�
They sat and ate their meal in silence, Severus occasionally stealing a glance at her. �Only to make certain that she is not using her fingers to eat.� He told himself.
After dinner, he led her into the classroom so they could go through her reading lesson. He felt more comfortable teaching in here and was pleased to discover that she was a very fast learner. She absorbed all he told her like a sponge. She was eager to learn. He admired that. It made him more willing to teach. Her writing was still a little erratic but considering her age and the fact that she had never held a quill, pen or pencil until she came here she was doing well.
Sky turned out to be something of a whiz at maths. She had no trouble with the basics and was soon onto fractions and equations. Most times she could tell him the answers without having to write down or work out the numbers on parchment. As a reward after two weeks of hard work, he told her they would be going to Diagon Alley to purchase the list of items needed for when the new school year began.
Sky was amazed when he showed her the list and she discovered that she would be getting a wand like Sir. Then she would be able to do the magic like he did.
One day, when he was in a particularly good mood after drinking some of the brown liquid he�d shown her some magic and Sky was enthralled. He moved things from one place to another, made one thing into something else, floated things, and made things disappear. Even himself once. Only when he moved, could she see a slight shimmer where he should be.
One evening, after he had been drinking lots of the brown liquid that made him relax he started shooting bubbles from his wand for her. She was enthralled with them.
Standing up he stood behind her, and placed his wand in her right hand, encasing her hand with his own. The other hand, he wrapped around her waist as he helped her to control the wand and make the bubbles herself. She was absolutely enthralled. Even when the hand around her waist worked its way down her belly and he pressed himself against her she didn�t mind. It made her feel all funny and nice. She could feel his breath on the top of her head and the thing she knew was in his trousers pushed hard against her bottom. It made her tingle and shiver and when his hand reached her lower belly and a finger barely dipped between her legs she pressed her hand to his, wanting more of the nice feeling he gave her.
As soon as she made contact with him he seemed to stiffen for a second then he pushed her from him hard.

Before she realised what had happened she was sprawled face down on the floor and he was bellowing at her to go to bed as he headed to his own room without even looking back. She didn�t understand what she had done wrong but she obeyed, her knees, elbows and hands scraped and sore, and he didn�t mention it the next day.
One day he left his wand on the desk in his office and as Sky moved to pick it up to have a look he walked in and brought the side of his fist down on her hand hard, trapping it against the desk before taking back his wand.
�Never touch that again.� He shouted at her. �In fact, do not ever touch anything of mine without my permission.�
Her hand hurt like mad but she said she was sorry and would never touch it again. She hadn�t been intending on doing anything with it. She was just curious and wanted to look.

When he took her to the classroom later that day to write an essay she had difficulty holding the quill her hand and fingers were so painful. Severus noticed her struggling and took hold of her wrist.
�What is wrong with your hand?�
�It�s fine Sir. It only hurts a bit.�
�Is this the hand I struck when you were stealing my wand?� He wanted to know.
�Yes Sir.� She didn�t know what stealing was but knew the wand was involved.
He looked at the back of her hand. It was badly bruised and swollen. When he told her to grip his fingers she couldn�t. He had not realised that he struck her so hard.
Retrieving a jar of salve from his stores he worked it into the bruising.
�There, try it now.�
Sky moved her fingers as the bruising faded and the pain went away.
�Thank you Sir. It not hurt now.�
Severus merely nodded as he returned the jar and Sky continued with her work.
One night Severus laid on his bed. He had his favourite blue pensieve at the side of him and with a finger in the pensieve. He was watching the wizarding equivalent of a blue movie while he fisted himself. He was almost ready to come when suddenly Sky walked into his bedroom.
She needed to use the loo and when he opened his eyes and saw her standing there, rubbing her eyes and with nothing on but a short, tight t-shirt that barely covered her pussy he was sorely tempted to throw her on the bed and fuck her. But Sky didn�t know what he was doing and sailed passed him half asleep and went into the bathroom. His eyes followed her rear end as she passed and he came. �Shit.� He muttered grabbing his wand and cleaning himself up before she came back.
Sky padded back through yawning and went silently back to her room, a gawping Severus watching her go. The following morning, he had the elves install a toilet in her room and told the girl that she was never to enter his bedroom again without knocking first and gaining his permission.
The day of their outing finally came around. Spin managed to find some clothes for Sky that fit her and a pair of shoes that were not too scuffed.

Severus took a look at the stone round her neck. Its colour had become a soft pale blue. �How unusual he thought.� before leading her out of the dungeons to the main door. This was the first time Sky had left the dungeons since her arrival and she was staggered when she realised the immense size of the place where she was staying.
�Big.� Was all she managed to gasp.
Severus raised an eyebrow and said nothing. Perhaps he would take the time to show her around the castle some at a later date, but not now. If he was forced to take her shopping it was going to be done as quickly and efficiently as possible.
�Come.� He barked as he headed out and across the lawns to the main gates. Sky followed at a run. His legs were long and hers were not.

�Keep up girl. I do not have all day.� He told her as she ran faster.
Once through the gates, Severus took a tight hold on her and apparated to the Leaky Cauldron.

Sky felt sick and dizzy. It was as if someone had just pulled her through a narrow pipe and just when she thought she would never be able to take another breath it stopped, and Sir let go of her. She promptly fell onto her backside and was dragged back to her feet by a disgusted looking Sir.
After a brief word with a bald man, he led her through a door into a small yard, surrounded on three sides by walls while the building they had just left made the fourth. He gave a series of taps on part of one of the walls and right before her eyes the wall began to move.

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