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sam_storyteller ([personal profile] sam_storyteller) wrote2005-07-15 02:30 pm
Entry tags:

Looking Through Harry; G, Gen. Post GoF.

Summary: Snape looks through Harry.
Warnings: None.

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Sometimes it's blinding, the light you can't...quite...see.

It sounds ridiculous, but it's true. There's something that surrounds him. The Dark Lord can probably see it, instead of merely sensing it; it would be the only brightness in his world. I remember those days.

You can sense that it's there. It's obvious what it is; it's the spell that protected him, the deep magic that runs below the surface of wands and words in Latin and curses and hexes and charms. It's primal magic, the sort that our schools were founded to conquer, because it can't be let run loose, or, well...you get Harry Potter, and Tom Riddle.

The problem is, I've stopped sensing it.

It's really quite worrying.

But what am I supposed to do, go up to Lucius Malfoy or something and ask him, Excuse me Lucius, do you happen to see if Harry's lost his spell? That would be just the height of stupidity.

It's not a halo, or an aura. It's just as though the sun was shining from behind him. That's what I think, when I feel it. It nags at the consciousness, distorts the world around him. It's intensely irritating.

And now it's stopped.

I doubt very much that it simply wore off. A mother's love doesn't go like that. I think maybe Harry's done it himself. We watch him still, we've watched him all this summer, as much to make sure he doesn't do something stupidly rash as to make sure he isn't attacked.

I know he's lost, who better than I know that he's lost? His parents and his godfather are dead, and he's stuck instead with three whole, healthy, and unutterably odious relatives. I'd be angry too. So I do wonder if he's hidden it. If the light that used to shine around him went inward.

And I wonder if that's the first step in what happened to Tom Riddle.

Perhaps I think about it too much, but when you're on a twelve-hour nighttime watch and the boy sleeps like a stone, there's nothing to do but brood.

Dumbledore hasn't said anything about it. Neither has Lupin, though everyone knows we don't talk. I'd think if anyone saw it they would say something, wouldn't they? Then again, I haven't.

I'm tempted. To send little fingers into his mind, searching for the brightness. Draw it out of him if I can. Not because I like the boy; I don't. Not because I feel any kind of teacherly paternity towards him. I certainly don't feel the need to be his father, of anyone's. But he's our weapon. And we protect our weapons. It's why I agreed to tutor him, and you can see how well that turned out.

Would he know? If I slipped into his mind while he slept? Did I teach him well enough that he could keep me out, or at least notice me if I was there?

So I haven't, yet. After all, it's just a brightness. Probably doesn't mean anything.

Does it?

This is going to drive me mad.

And so I go. I do. I send little searching tendrils drifting into his dreams, and down through his dreams into his mind. I've seen the torments of his cousin, I've seen the many forgotten birthdays and the second-hand Christmas gifts. I've seen the cupboard before. You'd think it would make me feel sorry for the boy, but you'd be wrong. After all, he's seen my torments too. Caused, might I add, by his own dead father. And it's not as though I'm looking for these memories. I'm looking for the brightness that's gone. The protection he had.

Maybe it's not in his head. I'm sure he doesn't even know it exists. I'm sure he's not hiding it on purpose.

Flashes of light, but no, not enough; those are just bright memories. Seeing his godfather in the sunlight, a precious few times. I can't hate Sirius Black, not here in his head, or he'll find me, so I simply move on quickly.

And there it is.

In the centre of his thoughts, like a floodlight, surrounding a figure in shadow. A Dementor, of all things; curiousity lasts only a moment before I realise that this is the essence of it, the memory the dementor brought to him, of hearing his parents being killed. Because even a few sentences in his mother's voice, a few words of his father's, are better than the nothingness that he used to have.

Why here? Why is it hidden? There are heavy steel walls around it. Why?

Because his parents aren't enough anymore? Because he has his own reasons to hate the darkness, instead of other peoples? He's been harmed by the Dark Lord himself now. He has more than revenge on his mind. Complete obliteration of the monster.

Well.

Good for him.

Hate, after all, is fuel of a sort. Dumbledore would disapprove, but I think more of the boy for it. And pulling back, slowly, still not wanting to be noticed sifting through his thoughts, I could leave behind some sort of approval of his vendetta. I could. Would it help him? Do I even want to help him?

No. I simply vanish, out of his head, leaving him to his dreams. The light's still there, even if it has walls around it; that's all I really wanted to know.

The brightness can still shine out of his eyes. As long as there's that one crack -- that light shining out of Lily's eyes -- I have no fear that he'll stand up and fight, when the time comes.

Good for Harry.

END

[identity profile] blonde-cecile.livejournal.com 2006-05-18 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
I can't remember how I got here, but I really love this. I love how the trains of though flow so naturally and believably, and I love the idea of Snape and the others secretly standing guard over Harry over the summer.

I also thought it was clever how smoothly this eased into being a first-person point of view. Some people aren't all that fond of first-person (myself only somewhat included), but this sucked me in right away and I didn't even realize it was first-person until after I'd finished.

And I wonder if that's the first step in what happened to Tom Riddle.

That's gasp-worthy. ;) Awesome job.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/ca_tharsis_/ 2006-11-01 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm so glad I read this. Quality stuff here, I hope you don't mind. Someone mentioned you, and I just had to take a peek. I certainly hope to read more.

I especially am drawn to the voyeuristic approach, by Snape. Even he is caught up in Harry's extrordinary quality, even if he doesn't like Harry. It emphasizes how special Harry is all the more, and speaks of Snapes quiet fascination.

Good job!

[identity profile] sam-storyteller.livejournal.com 2006-11-02 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed it :)

[identity profile] anorielle.livejournal.com 2006-11-02 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
A truly magnificent read! Interesting approach... so personal and immediate (Snape's POV). You've managed to form a link between the two, yet still respect Severus' negative sentiments towards Harry. Very "in character".

The meat of the fic is unique and, to be honest, breathtaking. Simply beautiful. Harry's inner light is quite special and to write a story about its possible absence and the effect on others... wow. And how about the source of such radiance? A real memory of his parents? Brilliant. Inspiring. And I love the implication of the Dementor's presence in all of this.

A wonderful piece of work you've got here. I am most impressed and my curiosity has been piqued. I'll be keeping an eye out for more of your fics.

Thank you for sharing!

And thanks to Catharsis for pointing me in this direction!

Hugs,

Anoriell

[identity profile] anorielle.livejournal.com 2006-11-02 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
I, ugh, friended you... so I can keep up with your writing. Hope it's ok. :o)

[identity profile] sam-storyteller.livejournal.com 2006-11-02 07:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Hi! Glad you enjoyed the fic :) Thanks for commenting. And you're welcome to friend; all that's posted here is fic, as my "life" journal is over at [livejournal.com profile] copperbadge :)

[identity profile] humantales.livejournal.com 2007-04-01 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
For all that Snape can still find the spell, this story is very chilling. Nicely done.

[identity profile] moriestiel.livejournal.com 2007-09-10 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Reading this, post-DH, the second to last sentence sort of makes me wonder why you typed "out of Lily's eyes" cause how would you know Snape would care about that little detail?

[identity profile] sam-storyteller.livejournal.com 2007-09-11 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
Well, they always made a big deal about Harry having her eyes in the books...:D

[identity profile] moriestiel.livejournal.com 2007-09-11 11:52 am (UTC)(link)
True, but only by people who liked Lily. Remus, Sirius, Dumbledore at times... We were led to believe that Snape didn't like Lily, so he wouldn't really care about that detail, would he? Pre-DH, I don't think he would've called it 'Lily's eyes'... maybe 'Evans' or 'his mothers'. But I take it then you didn't do it on purpose. :P

[identity profile] sam-storyteller.livejournal.com 2007-09-11 12:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, I may have had a goal in making him say it, butit was so long ago that if I did, honestly? I'd forgotten it by now :D

[identity profile] raedragonstar.livejournal.com 2008-03-11 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
Personally, I'm glad you did. It's a lovely distinction, and one that, in retrospect, Snape certainly *would* make.