For Snape

[coreofaphoenix]

To Harry, it felt as though hardly any time had passed since that day he was told he was a wizard. Now, here he was, going into his fifth year at Hogwarts with great friends and a mass murderer after him. No matter his position in Slytherin house, nothing changed the fact that he was #1 on Voldemort's hit list.

Especially after the events in the graveyard a couple of months ago.

After the first double potions class, Harry packed away his things and waited for the rest of the class (Gryffindor's and Slytherin's as usual) trickle out, Draco giving him a look in passing.

He wasn't worried.

Although he and Professor Snape weren't always 'friendly', he respected his Head of House. He learned a lot from him.

When the last of his classmates left, Harry stood from his desk and made his way to the front.

'I trust you had a good summer', probably wouldn't fly in this case -- considering Voldemort had returned.

"You wanted to speak with me, sir?"

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[brewglory]

Of all the situations Severus could have imagined for himself fifteen years ago, this certainly hadn't been one of them. The fact that Lily's son had not followed in the footsteps of either of his parents but had instead been sorted into Slytherin had come as a profound shock. Rather than cultivating a constant burning hatred for the child, Severus had allowed himself to view this as an opportunity: one wherein the boy guided away from repeating his father's failings.

Rather than an enemy, the boy became a special interest case for Snape. If Lily had been sorted into Slytherin, it would have kept her alive. Severus really and truly believed this - and that the same could thus be said for Harry. He would see to it that James Potter's sole mark on the boy would be the (unfortunate) resemblance.

That didn't mean Severus was any easier to deal with, of course; he was who he was, no matter what house or lineage a person claimed. It simply made him much more likely to bias himself in Potter's favor.

When the class had filed out, Severus motioned for Potter to resume his seat and waited for the door to close behind the last of those lagging in hopes of hearing some worthwhile gossip. When he spoke, his tone was flat, as though this wasn't particularly worth his time. "The headmaster informs me that you've been experiencing night terrors."

On one hand...Nightmares, Potter? But on the other, he was curious to know why he had heard about this from Dumbledore and not from the boy himself.