Disclaimer: Harry Potter and the rest of the gang do not belong to me...unfortunately they belong to the amazing J.K. Rowling.
Summary: Harry is in an abusive relationship with Ron Weasley. Someone unexpected saves him.
Harry was dreading classes ending. That would mean going to the Gryffindor common rooms and eventually the dormitory that he shared with his "best friend" and lover, Ronald Weasley. Harry loved Ron, and he thought Ron loved him. At least that's what he told him when they first got together.
"Mr. Potter, would you kindly turn your attention to the board so you might actually learn a thing or two?" Harry snapped out of his reverie at the sound of Severus Snape's voice coming from the front of the room. "Sorry, Professor." Snape raised a surprised eyebrow. Potter had never not given a quick comeback.
Snape and Harry had developed a slight understanding since 5th year when Sirius was killed. Severus had been the one who, surprisingly, came and comforted Harry when Dumbledore couldn't deal with the boy anymore. 'Damned old coot. The boy's traumatized, he's going to act like this.'
Harry was glad when Snape finally dismissed the class but sighed when he heard the greasy-haired Professor call him back into the room. "What's going on with you Harry? You seemed a little off today." Harry sighed and ran a hand through his unruly raven hair. "Nothing's the matter, Sev. I'm just tired." Severus had gone quiet and Harry looked confusedly at his teacher.
The man's eyes were focused on Harry's wrist, causing the boy to look there as well. The 17 year old's emerald colored eyes widened. There was a black and blue bruise in the shape of a rather large hand marring the tan skin. "Who did that to you? Was it Draco?" Snape knew about their rivalry. "No, Professor. It wasn't Malfoy."
"Then who was it?" demanded Severus. Harry looked at the floor. Severus sighed and leaned against his desk. "Was it Weasley?" Harry's eyes widened again and Snape knew he'd hit the mark. "You need to break up with him, Harry." The boy just shook his head and began to walk away, but turned back to look at his teacher. "You don't understand. If I do that, he'll kill me."
OK! That's the end of chapter one! Please review! But NO FLAMES ALLOWED! Don't make me cry! The next chapter will be up very soon, I promise.