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Through Technology	By : LostDemonHeart Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5157 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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“Talking”

‘Thinking’

Laptop chatting

Flashback

Harry watched the cauldron boil. Everyone else had rushed back to bed as soon as they were dismissed, but Harry wasn’t in the mood to go back yet. “Potter, I dismissed you. Do you want me to take points for disobedience?” Harry didn’t really care what he said or did.

His mouth reacted before he was able to think. “Shut up. Aren’t I allowed to stay here and drown my sorrow in a calm, cool room, like your precious little snakes can, if they’re troubled?” He realized what he just said, got up and straightened his clothes. “My apologies, Professor… I’m just a bit on edge… I guess I’m just not getting enough sleep…” He turned to leave the classroom.

He didn’t even get one step before Snape’s voice made him freeze. “Do you need to talk about it? I may not be good at talking, but I am good at listening.” Harry turned and stared at the man. “What’s wrong, Potter? Am I not allowed to be nice, just because I am a Slytherin? I’m a teacher. I’m paid to take care of the students. And since all other teachers are asleep, I might as well listen to you.” Harry nodded and got over to Snape’s desk, and sat at a chair near it.

He stared at the floor for a while, gathering courage to talk to the man he had always thought wanted him dead. “One night, I had a nightmare, so when I couldn’t sleep again, I tried that laptop, which Dumbledore gave me… And when I tried a chat program, only two others were on… They’re both Slytherins, but they still greeted me as nicely as you would greet your best friend or a sibling…” he said, and sniffed sadly. “Once I had to leave, I told them I needed to go practice Quidditch, and later I found out they’d been there and watched the practice, to see if they could recognize me… If I hadn’t been so caught up in it, maybe I had seen them… And tonight, when I told I needed to leave because of the detention, one of them revealed he is in the same year as me, so he is in my potions class as well… Anyway, they realized that there is only one Gryffindor Quidditch player from my year on the team currently, and then they reacted as if I was able to burn them if I touched them… They reacted so harshly, that I just left before they could insult me more… I had hoped I could get friends who’d like me for ME, not just for my scar and my name… No offence, but even you don’t care. You hate me because you hated my father, but I’m not him and I’ll never be. And I’ll never be able to get friends who like me for me. Everyone just wants my fame… Mrs. Weasley is even expecting me to marry her daughter, Ginny, but I don’t even like girls! I haven’t even found girls’ bodies cute since third year, where I fell in love with a boy…” Snape was staring at Harry, not the usual evil stare, but a surprised, hurting stare, as if he was watching his own son in pain.

He put a hand on Harry’s shoulder, shocking the black haired boy. “Potter… Harry… I know you’re not your father. But, even if I am harsh, can you blame me? I was in love with your mother. When she died, so did my love for women. Since then, I went from bisexual to gay. I never found a woman who could even make me feel happy again. I hated your father, and it is wrong of me to make you pay for his mistakes, I know. But I can’t help it. You look so much like him; it’s hard not to remember him.” Harry didn’t look at his teacher.

Snape took his hand away when Harry seemed to calm. “…sometimes I want to seek him out and let him end it all…” Snape was stunned when he heard the words. “It’s all getting so hard and frustrating; I can’t even focus on studying! I keep on trying, but my mind wanders off and thinks about how great it’d feel to be freed, but how horrible the future would be for everyone else. I want a family some day, someone who loves me for ME, not because I’m the famous Harry Potter… And what kind of job will I get? I have no idea! I can’t even make a simple potion, you KNOW that!” To say Snape was surprised to hear such a mature AND hurt voice from Harry was an understatement. The silence between them continued for a few minutes, until Harry stood up and gathered his things. “I’ll go back to my dorm. I’ll see you in class tomorrow, Professor…” Harry started walking to the door, when he suddenly heard his teacher say some words that warmed him.

He hurried off, blushing a bit while recalling the words Snape had said before he left. “If you need to talk, you can just come by any time, Harry.”

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Harry was relieved today had turned out to be only a double potions class. He was surprised at first, but when he heard Hogsmead had a special sale, and all with permission from their parents could go, he understood why the whole afternoon was off. He hadn’t gotten the papers signed, as usual, so he was stuck at the school’s grounds. He walked around, until he found a peaceful spot near the lake. The school was almost hidden by the trees, and the grass was green and full of beautiful flowers. The flowers let out an intoxicating scent, and he was soon sitting against a tree, calmly watching the birds fly around. “Harry.” He recognized the voice, but the wonderful scent of flowers made him too relaxed to care. He hadn’t slept well last night because of yet another nightmare, so the calming scent made him very sleepy. “Harry.” The voice was closer, but Harry was too comfortable to care. The last thing he noticed before drifting off, was a pair of strong arms lifting him up.

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Harry looked around confused. He had woken up in a room he’d never seen before. He slowly got out of bed, wondering where he was and how he got there. “You shouldn’t let yourself fall asleep out there. If I hadn’t brought you back, you’d be stuck out in that weather.” Harry looked at Snape, who stood in the door, then looked to the window, where the older man was pointing. It was a terrible storm outside. “You slept quite long. You should use your nights for sleeping, Harry.” Harry looked down and bit his lip.

He could as well be honest with the man, since they were finally getting along. He wanted the other to know he trusted him. “It’s my nightmares… A mixture of memories and fears of the future… I’m surprised I didn’t wake up screaming actually…” Harry almost regretted saying it, but at least he had someone to talk to. “I was afraid of asking for something against it, since you always scolded me for everything… And I know how bad I am at potions, so I didn’t dare trying to make any on my own… And… my friends are forgetting me, so I forget to eat and I don’t get comfort after nightmares anymore…” Snape looked at Harry.

The man suddenly got a great idea. “Harry, go to your dorm and pack your things. You will get a room in my quarters. I will make sure you are taken care of.” To say Harry was surprised would be the understatement of the century! “Harry, please, be cooperative. I just want what’s best for you. It may be hard to believe, but I care about you. And please, get back before the others return from Hogsmead.” Harry nodded and walked towards the door. Before he exited, he heard Snape’s voice, as soft as a mother’s to her newborn, saying a sentence he’d thought he’d never hear anyone say. “And please, get back soon, my little Stag…”
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