Well hello again my lovely readers. Here I am again with another chapter fic, even though I'm horrid about them. This is my first Snarry fic, but I love this pairing, so I hope you enjoy. This is unbetad so please over look any horrid mistakes. Please r&r! ^-^

Disclaimer: If I did own Harry Potter this would be cannon, Most people that died wouldn't have, and I wouldn't be sitting here a broke teenage girl posting this. So please don't sue me you won't really get anything.

WARNING: This will become slash in later chapters! This is SS/HP m/m slahs yaoi if you don't like don't read! :D

Chap. 1

On the street of Private Drive all the houses seemed to be at peace in a nights slumber. That is until the lights came on in number four. A large man that resembled a walrus with a mustache barreled down the hall to his nephew's room. The cause of the disturbance. When he entered, he saw his nephew thrashing around in his bed screaming, yet apparently still asleep. Most people would be worried. Maybe even frightened, but this just seemed to infuriate the man.

He waddled over to the boy's bed. "Wake up boy! I say, wake up!" The man yelled.

The boy woke with a start. He had been having these dreams since the summer began almost a month ago. Coincidentally the nightmares were a frightening reality, because this boy was Harry Potter. After his fourth year at Hogwarts had ended, he had been suffering loss of sleep from these dreams. Even worse, when he woke up screaming all his Uncle did was yell at him, and say he wasn't allowed to eat. "I do not care how you do it, but you are driving this family insane. Tomorrow, no on second thought right now, I want you to write to that bloody school to take you away! I want you out of this house if this is going to happen every, bloody, night!"

"Fine I have no problem with that. At least there someone will help me," said Harry sitting up.

Too tired to care any longer Uncle Vernon stormed out of Harry's room. Harry walked over to his desk and started to write to Hogwarts' headmaster Dumbledore. He wrote that he was suffering from what he saw the night of the Tri Wizard Tournament, and how his aunt and uncle were fed up. He signed it and tied it to his snowy owl Hedwig to deliver. After he was done he climbed back into bed and tried to think of something that would help him sleep peacefully.

Dumbledore was sitting at his desk when he heard a tap on the window. When he looked he saw the all too recognizable Hedwig. Letting her rest next to Fawks he began to read. When Dumbledore had finished he was extremely worried that this might be more serious than Harry let on. He decided that he could only do one thing; go get Harry and have him stay with the only professor that could help him. Although neither of the two would like it. This amused Dumbledore slightly.

The knock on Severus' door bothered him deeply. He knew who it would be, the only other person that stayed at Hogwarts during the summer holidays. He hated it when Dumbledore asked him to perform unreasonable tasks. Sure enough when he answered the door there stood Dumbledore, "Would you mind accompanying me to pick up young Harry tomorrow at 6 o' clock?"

Of course it had to be about Potter was there anything else that man cared about, "Headmaster is it really necessary that I come with you?"

"But of course! Mr. Potter has been suffering from an extreme case of insomnia and may require several potions," said Dumbledore with that twinkle in his eye. Severus had the suspicious idea that Dumbledore wasn't telling him everything.

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The next day or rather for Harry, latter that day he was packing his things. Even though he was going back because he wasn't okay, it made him happy to go back to the place that he called home. Professor Dumbledore said he would be bringing someone to assist him. This seemed odd, but with Dumbledore nothing was ever normal.

Harry spent most of the day up in his room. Even after he had packed he continually went around his room making sure he hadn't forgotten anything. He just couldn't handle the glares from the Dursley's. They weren't too thrilled about having wizards in the house, especially after last year. It was ten till six when Harry decided to bring his stuff down to the entranceway. He walked into the sitting room to see three very tense Dursley's. He took a seat at the far end of the room away from the three. It appeared uncle Vernon was making an attempt to break the silence.

"They're not going to take their sweet time getting here are they?" Uncle Vernon grumbled glaring at Harry through his beady eyes.

"The headmaster should be here on time maybe even early, he's very prompt," shot Harry.

Around three until six, they heard the distinct pop of wizards' appereating nearby. Harry could barely hear the distinction of two separate people appereating. He noticed that the Dursley's all flinched at once. After a couple moments the doorbell sounded. They all just sat there for a moment. "Well get the door boy," demanded uncle Vernon.

Harry walked into the entranceway and answered the door. There stood Dumbledore, tall and thin with his long white beard and hair, and was wearing very extravagant purple robes. Harry was delighted to see such a familiar and friendly face. "Hello Professor Dumbledore," he greeted.

"Hello Harry, my dear boy. And will you not great your potions professor as well," Dumbledore smiled motioning behind him.

Harry glanced over Dumbledore's shoulder to see his least favorite Hogwarts teacher, Professor Snape. He stood tall and menacing in his accustomed black attire, but he was dressed like a muggle currently. He wore black pants as well as a black button down shirt. The smile dropped from Harry's face. "Professor Snape," he said in a passive tone. He was met with a glare that Severus reserved especially for him.

The first thing Severus saw was that Harry looked rather pale and skinnier than usual. He also noticed that the boy had dark circles under his eyes. These could all be side effects from Harry's lack of sleep, but could it be something else Severus mused.

"Won't you invite us in, Harry?" Dumbledore asked.

He would have if it weren't the Dursley's he was staying with. He was about to explain this when uncle Vernon came blundering into the entranceway. His face had become a miner tint of purple indicating that he had heard Dumbledore's request. "I will not have any of your lot in this house!" he shot at Harry. Judging from the look of infuriation on Severus' face, and the outrage on Uncle Vernon's Harry concluded this wouldn't end well. He hurried to think of a quick getaway.

"Actually Professor I was hoping to get to the castle so I could get some sleep," he hoped stating the reason for his two professors even being at the Dursley's in the first place would allow them to leave right away.

"Quite right, Harry the quicker we get you fixed up the better," Dumbledore conceded with a smile.

Snape sneered towards Vernon, "Yes, Potter we wouldn't want to spend any more time than necessary in the presence of such idiotic and rude muggle's." With that, Severus turned and began his way down the driveway with Harry, and Dumbledore close behind not wanting to deal with a very purple Vernon.

When they reached the end of Private Drive they stopped and with Harry taking Dumbledore's arm the trio apparated to Hogwarts borders. They swiftly made their way up to the Headmaster's office where they could talk.

When they were all settled, and had tea Dumbledore began to talk, "So, Harry how bad have your nightmares gotten that your relatives thought you needed to be brought here?"

"Well sir, I continually dream of that night in the grave yard with Riddle, and then I'm still getting visions from him as well. I've woken up every night this summer screaming," Harry told the headmaster.

"And what about your noticeable weight loss Mr. Potter? Surely you've been eating?" Severus asked raising an eyebrow.

"I don't ever eat breakfast, because I can never bring myself to eat after reliving that night or seeing what he does to others all night," it was mostly true. He just left out the part about Uncle Vernon not allowing him to eat after screaming all night.

Severus couldn't help but sneer at the lie or half-truth. He couldn't eat either after a night serving his "master". Then he noticed something else against the boy's pale skin, Harry's wrists had yellowing bruises around them. "Really Potter, even though that may be true not eating breakfast for a month and a half wouldn't cause such weight loss. Also I notice the bruising to your wrists," at this Harry pulled the sleeves to his jumper farther down his arms, "From what I've seen, I have the notion that your horrid muggle relatives are abusing you."

Harry sat there for several minutes with a look of utter bewilderment at his professor's conclusion, only confirming Severus' earlier thoughts. Finally Dumbledore asked, "Harry is this true? Do your relatives abuse you?"

Harry lowered his head and nodded, "Yes my uncle hits me, or starves me as punishment when I don't do my chores right, if Dudley say's I annoyed him, or was rude to him, or for simply being the freak that I am."

"Do your other relatives beat you, Potter?" Severus asked but with less bite than he usually aimed at the boy.

"My aunt won't touch me for fear of contamination, she prefers a frying pan, or verbal abuse, and Dudley's favorite hobby is for him and his friends to chase me down and beat me up," at this point the young hero looked on the verge of tears.

"Harry why did you never tell anyone?" Dumbledore asked. How could he have never noticed before?

"I thought one of the teachers here knew. When I got my first Hogwarts letter it was addressed to Harry Potter the Cupboard under the Stairs," Harry said.

"Potter surly you knew the letters are magically addressed no teacher actually sees the addresses," Severus looked shocked and terribly distraught by the news about the boy he'd always figured was treated like a prince.

"I guess that makes sense. It's no big deal though. I got used to it, and I know that I'm there for my own safety," the young brunette said passively.

"Harry there are other ways we could have made you safe. You certainly weren't safest there if they physically and verbally abused you. You shouldn't have had to get used to it," Dumbledore said sadly.

"Really headmaster it's okay. I don't like to dwell on it much. What we should be discussing is how to stop my nightmares from affecting my day to day life," Harry said feeling uncomfortable about the pity he was receiving.

"Yes of course," Dumbledore said accepting the change of subject, "I was thinking that for now until you recovered you could use a dreamless sleep drought, and have lesson's to learn Occulemency, a way to block your mind from being entered by outsiders."

"That sounds like a good idea. Who would be giving me the lessons?" Harry asked with interest.

"I was actually hoping that Severus would you teach him?" Dumbledore looked hopefully at the potions master.

"Albus really? Why can't you yourself teach him?" Severus was becoming slowly angry with the old man.

"Severus surly you know you'd be the best to teach him, because you are both a master at Occulemency and Legimency," Dumbledore said in the most casual voice possible.

Knowing there was no way he could win this argument he sighed saying, "Alright headmaster I'll teach him."

"Perfect! Now on to the last matter of business!" Dumbledore exclaimed happily.

"Wait headmaster, I thought we covered everything already?" Harry asked in confusion.

"Actually Harry my boy with your current state I don't think it's safe for you to stay in the dorms, and I'm certain you wouldn't want to stay in the infirmary for any period of time," Dumbledore explained with a familiar twinkle in his eye.

"Then where would I be staying sir?" Harry was becoming increasingly confused.

The twinkle in Dumbledore's eyes only increased. Severus really hated that blasted twinkle; no good ever came from it. "With the only professor that has the means to keep you safe, and treat your condition of course, Professor Snape."

The other two males in the room were shocked into silence before both started ranting at the headmaster."

Well I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Please review good or bad reviews are fine, but remember flames will be used to make s'mores! ^-^