Hello one and all to my first fanfic, sorry if it sounds stupid but fantasies just kept me up all night until I decided to write them all down once and for all. Honestly, there's not enough wittle/cute Harry and big caring Severus fics these days. I was inspired by Little one, and Freaks Aren't Allowed to help give me, so NO I am not copying them. I just wanted more of these types of stories around.

Also, I'm only going to say this once, but:CHARACTERS DO NOT BELONG TO ME, THEY BELONG TO JK ROWLING, AND I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER, K?

So without further ado here's my story:

Remember When You Were Little

Prologue

Harry Potter, boy savior of the wizarding world, at 15 years of age, was holding up a polished black wooden picture frame, with the words Harry and Sev inscribed at the bottom.

Harry sat there, gazing upon the framed photo, with a reminiscing smile on his face.

The picture was that of a small child sitting enthusiastically on an older man's lap. While the child also had his familiar messy black hair along with a smaller version of his wire-rimmed glasses, the dark robed man that towered over him also had a familiar hooked nose and signature scowl. But one would notice thetouch of annoyance as he glanced back at the camera, and the hidden love and adoration in his obsidian eyes as he gazed downwards at his tiny ward being encircled by his arms.

"What are you looking at, Harry?" asked Severus Snape as he swept into the room, noticing the picture he was currently occupied with.

"Oh, nothing really," replied Harry as he returned back to his broken train of thought, smiling incessantly, "just thinking of past days."

Severus glanced at the photo, discovered which one it was, and had to try and hide his own smile that was making across his face.

"Hmph, well," Severus smirked a little as he turned away, "you were especially annoying at that size, not to mention an incessant little bugger that always followed me around the mansion, and couldn't reach the edge of the bed without help," he added with a grin.

"Oh, don't remind me," the younger wizard said with a groan, "My shortness was such a pain in the arse for me, if not easily transportable for you," he glanced up accusingly, but was met with another smirk.

"But I suppose things got better after that rainy day in October," said Harry quietly, "right Papa?" giving a small smile.

"Well," Severus said slowly, "it's been awhile since I've been labeled that name again." Met with another smile

His smirk faded away as he gazed out the window and at the forest beyond, while slowly beginning to recount the past.

I'm actually going to start rewriting a few parts, but rest assured I'm only just increasing the length to more than 1000 words in each chapter and I'll hopefully be making less author notes around here, don't want to annoy ya'