Harry Potter and the slytherin Prince

Bliss pure bliss Snape thought. This was the first time in weeks he had time to himself.

Severus Snape sat, in Grimmauld Place, on the kitchen bench and rested his feet in front of the fire in the large fireplace. Those Weasleys had finally all gone out taking the Granger girl with them. The house was quiet and nothing was going to disturb his peace for the next few hours.

Maybe I should get some lesson plans done. Dumbledore always insisted on having these in before term started. He didn't know why he bothered; his lesson plans for the last few years had been identical. Why ruin a winning formula.

Slowly leaning back and resting his head on his arms he closes his eyes and listens to the sound of the crackling fire and the occasional pop from the fir cones thrown on it.

Tap. Tap. Tap

Snape sits up quickly and looks around frowning.

Tap. Tap. Tap

He looks at the window and sees Hedwig.

'Damn Potters bird.'

He goes over and opens the window. Hedwig flies to the table and drops the letter and hoots.

'Go away. Couldn't you have followed Ron to Diagon Alley and delivered it too him there.'

Hedwig hoots again and pushes the letter forward with her leg. This gets Snapes attention. He goes over and unfolds the piece of paper and reads the message.

'Damn it Potter. What trouble could you possibly be in?' Says Snape disbelievingly.

Snape looks around and realising he is the only one around and Potter said it was urgent. He grabs a quill and piece of parchment and writes a quick note to Dumbledore.

'Here. Take this to Dumbledore.'

Hedwig takes the letter and flies out the window. Snape rushes from the room only to return wearing his black cloak and a box tucked under his arm. He apparates from the room with a pop.

It was slowly getting colder in the room as the sun started to set. The light was dimming as Harry stirred from unconsciousness and shivers.

I need to close the window it's getting cold, Harry thought. Madam Pomfrey is always telling me to keep warm when ever I land in the hospital wing.

He tries to sit up and cries out as the pain becomes intense. He lies back and then sits bolt upright as there is a knock on the door. He screams in pain the movement causes.

Snape, still cursing, apparates into an alleyway between Privet Drive and Magnolia Way. He looks around making sure nobody saw him and then sets off at a brisk pace down Privet Drive to number 4.

'This had better be life threatening Potter.'

He rings the doorbell

'I have got to deal with bloody muggles.'

He mutters more curses to himself. A scream pierces the air.

'Potter.' Snape mutters alarmed.

He quickly glances around him and noticing nobody unlocks the front door with his wand and lets himself inside slamming the door behind him. He hears a crash from up the stairs and rushes up. He enters Harry's room and sees Harry standing leaning on the edge of his bed holding his wand out facing the door, sweating and holding his free hand around his waist.

'Put that away Potter.' Snape sneers.

Harry slowly lowers his wand and tries to take a step towards Snape. He cries out in pain then faints. Snape, drops the box from under his arm and rushes over catching him before he hits the ground. He picks him up and lays him gently on the bed. He takes Harry's wand out of his hand and puts it on the desk and opens up the box resting it too on the desk. Muttering to himself about careless teenagers he waves his wand over Harry trying to figure out what's wrong with him. As he turns back to his case Harry wakes up and tries to sit up

'Argh.'

'Stupid boy.' Snape drawls growing impatient. He pushes Harry back down.

'Why do you insist on moving when it's painful?'

'Professor. What are you doing here?' Harry asks confused.

'I was the only one there when your owl arrived.'

'Oh.' Harry replies as this was a usual occurrence at Grimmauld Place.

Harry closes his eyes and slowly stokes Leo who is still attached to his shirt front. Snape notices it and sneers.

'What on earth is that Potter.'

'A puffskein, Professor.'

'Why do you have one here?'

'Hagrid gave it to me as a birthday present.'

Snape turns back to his bottles still sneering and muttering under his breath about gamekeepers and thier fascination with strange pets. Harry watches him pours a blue liquid into a green one and it bubbles up.

'Drink this. It will take some of the pain away'

Snape lifts Harry up carefully and pours the contents quickly down his throat.

'Tastes of Strawberries.'

Snape nods clearly not listening and goes back to his potion bottles.

'You have a few broken ribs. A concussion and a fractured wrist. What did you do? Death Eaters?'

'No my cousin Dudley. He pushed me down the stairs.'

Snape looks at Harry. He nods. They hear the front door open and voices as they go through to the kitchen.

'I couldn't do the garden. Do you think they'll let me off?'

Snape looks at Harry and tilts his head to one side

'Did they know you had fallen down the stairs?'

Harry nods

'They said people like me do not get hurt from falling down the stairs and to get the garden weeded for when they got back.'

They hear shouting.

'Boy! Where are you? Why isn't the garden done.'

Vernon Dursley comes up the stairs and into Harry's room. He freezes when he sees Snape. Snape straightens up and looks at Vernon. Vernon turns purple with rage.

'Who are you and what are you doing in my house?'

'I am Professor Snape. I teach Potions at Hogwarts.' Snape replies not bothering to wipe his usual sneer off his face. Vernon looks as though he is going to explode. Harry groans.

'What is he doing in here? I told you not to invite any of your freaky friends into my house.'

Snape clearly displeased with being called a freak let alone a friend of Harry's raises an eyebrow making his sneering face seem even more malicious. Vernon takes an unconscious step back and closes his mouth.

'I am here because Harry had an accident and needs attention.'

'He only fell down the stairs.' Vernon insists.

'He was pushed down the stairs.'

'Who would push him?' Vernon asks incredulously.

'Your son.'

'Dudley would never harm a fly. He must have tripped.'

Snape glares at Vernon. He looks at his potion that is simmering and picks it up. He turns his back on Vernon and slowly lifts Harry up again and gets him to drink it. Harry splutters.

'That one didn't taste like strawberries.' Harry sulks.

Snape frowns and puts the bottles back in his box.

'I sent a letter to Dumbledore. He should arrive with Madam Pomfrey soon. She'll heal your bones for you. The potions should keep the pain away for a while.'

Harry nods.

'Good. Boy. Go weed the garden.'

'I didn't say he could move. He still has 5 broken ribs and a fractured wrist.'

'You just said he couldn't feel anything.'

Harry starts to sit up.

'Potter lie down.' Snape demands harshly.

Harry automatically lies down very glad he is not on the receiving end of the Snapes temper this time. Snape packs up his box and takes off his cloak settling himself onto the chair has at his desk.

'I didn't invite you to stay.' Vernon huffs.

'I am waiting until the Headmaster arrives with the school nurse. I have to make sure Harry doesn't aggravate his injuries. I think you should leave. Harry needs his rest.'

'You can't kick me out of a room in my own house.'

Snape stands up and walks slowly over to Vernon who steps back out of the room keeping an eye on Snape. Snape slams the door shut and walks back over to the chair for the desk and sits down. He looks at Harry who is stroking his new pet with his uninjured hand. Harry looks at Snape.

'I am supposed to be working on my lesson plans.' Snape informs Harry as though he asked.

'I didn't know you had to do those.'

'Yes. The headmaster insists on having them.' Snape sneers at that.

'Just copy the ones from last year.' Harry says sleepily.

Snape narrows his eyes and looks at Harry as his eyes begin to droop.

'You have to stay awake. The concussion will make you sleepy but you cannot sleep until Madam Pomfrey has seen you.'

Harry nods and closes his eyes

'Potter.' Harry nods in response. 'Potter. Stay awake.'

Snape goes over and shakes Harry slightly. Harry moans. The doorbell goes and you hear the front door being opened. There is a commotion and footsteps on the stairs. Snape stands up and gets out his wand. Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey come in. Madam Pomfrey rushes over.

'He's not responding. He hit his head falling down the stairs.' Snape informs her.

Madam Pomfrey nods and gets to work. Snape goes over to Dumbledore who is standing just outside Harry's room looking at the top of the stairs.

'You got my message.' Snape breathes out relieved.

'Yes. I thought it best to bring Madam Pomfrey. Harry has a knack of…. shall we say attracting trouble.' Dumbledore's eyes twinkle. Snape glares at him.

'That cousin of his pushed him down the stairs and the best his parents can come up with is, you didn't weed the garden get up and do it!'

Dumbledore's eyes harden. Snape looks over at Madam Pomfrey and Harry. She is waving her wand over his head. His eyes flutter open.

Hours later Snape and Dumbledore are sitting in the lounge downstairs in Privet Drive. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia are sitting at the dining room table and Dudley is sitting on a chair in the corner with his hands under his bottom. Dumbledore takes a biscuit off a plate in front of him and leans back in his chair twinkling at Snape. Snape rolls his eyes and sips his tea. Madam Pomfrey bustles in. Dumbledore and Snape stand up.

'He will have to be careful for the next few days and he'll have to take a potion for his concussion too but he will be fine. I've healed his ribs and wrist fracture.' Dumbledore gives Madam Pomfrey a cup of tea and she sips it. 'How that boy gets into this many scraps is beyond me'

Dumbledore puts down his cup.

'We'll be off then.'

'What?' Snape puts down his cup too. 'You're going to leave Potter here. With them.' He indicates a cowering Vernon and Petunia. 'They're responsible for the state he's in. They've been abusing the boy' Snape states.

'A mere unfortunate accident between cousins, it happens in most families at some point. However i'm sure his aunt and uncle will make sure it will never happen again.' Dumbledore replies airily glancing towards Vernon and Petunia who seem to understand the unspoken message in Dumbledore's words..

'That was no accident. That fat muggle pushed him.' Snape turns and glares at Dudley who tries to shrink into his seat despite his bulk.

'We cannot remove him from here. It isn't safe. You know as well as I do there is a spy in the order and we do not know who it is.' Dumbledore turns to the Dursleys. 'It was a pleasure meeting you again.' Dumbledore bows.

Madam Pomfrey puts down her cup and nods at the Dursleys.

'I left his potions in his bedroom. He knows when to take them.' She informs them.

'Coming Severus?' Dumbledore asks.

'I have to fetch my things from upstairs.'

Dumbledore nods and takes Madam Pomfreys arm. They apparate and disappear. Snape goes back up the stairs to Harry's room leaving the Dursleys to breathe out in relief. The last few hours had been a nightmare for them. When he enters Harry's room, Harry turns over in his bed and looks at him still stroking his new pet. Snape picks up his cloak.

'You going too Professor?' Harry asks quietly.

Snape looks at him.

'Do you want me to stay?'

Harry shrugs. Snape puts his cloak down and sits down. Harry smiles slightly. Snape puts his head in his hands. His hair falls over his eyes.

'I hate muggles.' Snape informs him.

Harry looks at Snape who looks at him.

'Why can't I come back to Grimmald Place?'

'There's a spy in the order and we are not sure who it is. We cannot afford to loose you apparently.' He sneers at the thought.

Harry nods. Snape puts his head to one side. He frowns. So Potter does know what Dumbledore keeps talking about. Snape looks around the room.

'Where is all your stuff?'

'In my school trunk.' Harry points to the trunk in the corner of the small room.

After a long pause. Snape stands up. He picks up what's left of Harry's school stuff and his present off Ron and Ginny off his desk and opens the trunk. He begins quickly places it all inside.

'What are you doing?' Harry seems confused.

'Getting you out of here. I hate you Potter and you hate me, but I would not even leave your father in this place. Get up we're leaving.'

Harry slowly stands up wincing at the slight pain left, his Puffskien just clings to his front. He grabs a few things Snape left and dumps them in his trunk and locks it. Snape puts on his cloak and picks up his box. Harry picks up Hedwigs cage and puts it on his trunk. Snape waves his wand at them and they disappear.

'Where are we going?'

Snape smiles.

'Somewhere even the Dark Lord will never think to look for you.'

Snape takes Harry's arm and they apparate.