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A/N: since some of you wanted me to post it, I'll do it. It probably won't be as easy as writing a Draco/Harry one, but I'll try my best. Well enjoy:D Please review

Chapter 1: An Unforgettable Proposal

Severus Snape was in a foul mood. He had just come back from Dumbledore's office. Not only that, Potter was there as well. To make matters worse was the idea that manipulative old coot proposed to both Harry and himself.


Severus walked in to the Headmaster's office; his black cloak billowing behind him. Dumbledore looked up at Severus through his half-moon spectacles.

"Ah Severus you're here." Dumbledore waved his hand at a chair in front of his desk. "Sit, make yourself comfortable."

Severus nodded curtly and sat; he crossed his arms and looked at Dumbledore.

"Lemon drop?" Dumbledore held out a small glass bowl that held and small candies.

Severus shook his head and declined the offer. He crossed his legs and fixed his dark robes.

"Why did you call me Headmaster? Is something the matter?" Severus arched his eyebrows and waited for the old man's answer.

"I'll tell you once he arrives." Dumbledore replied and sat back on his chair and folded his hands under his chin, all the while his blue eyes twinkling madly.

'That damn eye of his' Severus thought as he waited for whoever else the Headmaster was expecting.

Five minutes later someone knocked on the door. Dumbledore looked and smiled.

"Come in."

The door opened to reveal a very out of breath Harry Potter. Harry closed the door behind him and sat down next to Severus, without noticing that the Potions Master was there of course.

"You called for me Headmaster?" Harry huffed; he swiped his forehead with the back of his hand. "I came here as fast as I could; I ran here from Hagrid's. We were just having a chat that's all."

"Don't you have an exciting life?" Severus drawled. Harry stopped breathing for a second and turned to where the voice came from.

"Professor Snape?! I-I didn't see you there!" Harry flustered.

Severus rolled his eyes. "Aren't you observant? You've been sitting there for how long?"

Harry blushed. "I was…was… Sorry." Harry finished lamely.

All the while Dumbledore just sat there looking at the men before him. Finally to make his presence known, Dumbledore coughed lightly and both Harry and Severus turned to look at him.

"Well gentlemen, I called you both here because I have a proposal to make." Dumbledore looked at Harry then at Severus.

"What kind of a proposal Professor Dumbledore?" Harry reached for a lemon drop, tore open the wrapper, and popped the candy into his mouth. Then Harry made a face as the sourness took its toll.

Dumbledore chuckled at Harry's facial expressions.

"Well Harry, seeing how this is your last year at Hogwarts, I noticed your aptitude for potions all of a sudden." Dumbledore paused.

Severus smirked when he heard Dumbledore said that Potter had an 'aptitude' for Potions. Sure, the green eyed boy was doing much better in his class than previous years, but Severus wouldn't say that the boy had an aptitude for it. Potter need years of training in order to be actually skillful at Potions.

"Anyways, Harry tell me if I'm wrong, but are you beginning to like Potions?" Dumbledore looked at the teen with piercing blue eyes.

Harry sank into his chair and nodded. "Yes sir… I… Er… Actually found Potions interesting." Harry turned his gaze to the glass bowl holding the lemon drops.

"Potter… Did you land on your head over the summer when you were playing Quidditch?" Severus asked skeptically. Dark eyes wandered over to the younger man beside him; he found a pair of green eyes looking right at him.

"I did not land on my head!" Harry yelled then calmed himself down a bit before continuing. "If you must know Professor I find Potions interesting."

"Really Potter?" Severus curled his lips into a sneer. "If it is so interesting as you say, then why can't you answer a single question in class?"

"You never gave me a chance Snape!" Harry said angrily.

"Harry control your voice."

Harry suddenly remembered that he was in the Headmaster's office and turned to give Dumbledore an apologetic look. Dumbledore merely chuckled.

"As I was saying before the heated conversation started," Both Severus and Harry looked away from each other. "Since Harry is doing better in Potions I want to propose for Harry to stay with you, Severus, for this school year."

"Oh I guess that's—YOU WANT ME TO WHAT?!" Harry leapt off his chair so fast that it toppled over. "Sir I must've heard you wrong…" Harry shook his head in disbelief.

"You didn't my boy. I want you to stay with Professor Snape this year and let him teach you all there is in the art of potion making."

Severus tried to keep his cool but finally he couldn't contain his anger anymore.

"Albus you can't just dump Potter on me! I have classes to teach! I won't agree to this!" Severus barked.

"It's final; I already found another potions mistress to take your place for the year Severus."

All Snape did was growl and wrap his robes tighter around himself. He bit the inside of his cheek to keep himself from a rude outburst.

Dumbledore continued on. "Harry I already arranged for you to stay over at Snape Manor for the year. You'll find your belongings all packed up."

Harry picked up the toppled over chair and sat down with a defeated sigh.

"So… When do I move my things?" Harry asked while looking at the floor. He didn't want to see the look on Snape's face at the moment.

"I think it would be best if you move your things tonight so that you can take your leave tomorrow morning."

Once again Severus couldn't help but yell out. "Tonight!? You want the boy to stay in my private quarters tonight? That's absurd!"

"I think it's a good idea for Harry to move tonight."

"Whatever… Can I leave now so I can get my things ready?" Harry said dejectedly.

"Yes you may go Harry." Dumbledore waved his hand at Harry.

Harry stood up, walked around his chair, and was halfway to the door when he stopped and turned around.

"Professor if we're to be in each other's company I suggest that we get along better."

Severus grunted but kept silent. Harry continued on.

"You might not like this predicament and hate me for reasons I know not… But to me it's a good experience, I guess. I can know you better in one year's time; maybe by the end of all this… Something would change."

Harry turned and walked out the door. Dumbledore smiled at what Harry had said; he looked at Snape and the looks on the Potions Master's face was totally unreadable.

"Severus my boy you should head back to the dungeons and make accommodations for Harry to sleep for the night."

"Potter can sleep on the floor for all I care!" Severus snarled. Dumbledore gave Snape a small smile.

"You will not have Harry sleep on the floor. Now go Severus."

Snape stood up. "You owe me Albus. I have to suffer though all this… ONE YEAR! Having that insufferable brat under the roof of my house for one damn year!" Severus whisked away; his robes flowing behind him.

"I rather be poisoned or choked to death…" Severus muttered under his breath. He walked out of the Headmaster's office and made his way to the dungeons.

(End of flashback)

Severus now sat in his armchair that faced the fireplace in his private quarters. He picked up a glass, filled with whiskey, from a small table next to the armchair. He swirled the liquid around before downing it in one swallow. Severus placed the glass down and rubbed at his temples; a headache was forming from the thought of having to live with Potter for one night. He didn't even want to think about how it would be like to live with the brat for one whole year. Severus Snape was a anti-social man; he prefered to live on his own and wanted to keep it that way. But now because of Dumbledore's meddling, Severus found himself in the company of another person. And it had to be Potter no less. Severus wanted to scream out in frustration when somebody knocked on the doors.

"Come in Potter!" Severus all but yelled.

The door creaked opened and Harry stepped in with a huge trunk.

"Good evening Professor…" Harry said softly.

Harry looked around and at once concluded that Snape liked his darkness. There were no windows in the living room; candles were the only source of light. Harry then saw what seem to be a small kitchen then a hallway leading down to someplace deeper.

Severus watched Potter looking around his living quarters; he pinched the bridge of his nose and stood up from his armchair.

"Are you going to stand there all night Potter? Not that I mind of course. I don't want you to touch anything."

Harry stopped observing when he heard Snape's voice.

"Sorry Professor… So… Uh… Where do I leave my things?"

Severus grinded his teeth and took a step forward to the boy. He pointed at a corner near the doorway.

"Just leave it there Potter; we're leaving early tomorrow morning."

When Severus walked Harry noticed his professor wasn't wearing his teaching robes. He couldn't help but point that out.

"Sir you… You're not wearing your teaching robes."

Severus rolled his eyes. "Yes Potter I'm not wearing my teaching robes. They're not my skin, I can take them off." Severus pulled at his bed robes to emphasize the point.

Harry blushed and looked down in embarrassment.

"Where am I going to sleep tonight?" Harry asked wanting to get rid of the awkwardness for saying something so stupid.

"You're lucky Potter that the Headmaster made sure I give you a place to sleep. If he hadn't said anything I would have made you sleep on the couch." Severus sneered.

Harry looked at the snarky bastard in front of him. It took all his self control not to lash out at the man. So instead Harry took a breath and walked closer to the older man.

"Can you at least tell me where to go?"

Severus smirked and just pointed down the hall.

"Thank you." Harry grounded out and stomped past his professor.

"… Git." Harry muttered when he walked by.

"I heard that Potter."

Harry continued walking until he reached the door where Severus pointed at. He went in and slammed the door shut.

Severus then made his way to his own bedroom. He can feel his head pound and it was barely the first night with the insolent brat.

"This is going to be one hell of a year…"


A/N: First chapter done! So what do you think? I laughed at a few parts while writing this chapter… but that's just me cuz I'm weird :D Anyways, tell me what you think so far! Please Review:)

Harry: One whole year with the snarky bastard… How wonderful.

Severus: Shut up brat. I don't like this any more than you do.

Gio: Don't worry you'll get use to each other :D

Harry/Sev: Get out Gio!

Gio: That's not very nice! T-T