"Hello asshole" Harry greeted the bat in front of him, Snape glared at him but Harry's attention span was smaller than his age and he had already toddled away.

He wasn't happy with the situation, why must he suffer because Dumbledore was scared of the boy?

Had the old man thought this through? Answer: no. The Potters didn't like him, he didn't like the boy and...oh yes, he was a Death Eater double agent.

He was half hoping his mark would burn so he could leave the infuriating toddler, but he was worried he would come back to his office to find every vial broken and the brat sitting in the middle of the mess trying to look innocent.

He sat down in his chair and tried to glare the baby into submission, Harry grinned and waved at him. Snape growled. He shouldn't have to put up with this; he stood up, grabbed the boy and made for the door.

A whine came from his arms, Snape made the mistake of looking down. Large, tear filled, emerald eyes gazed up at him from above a trembling lip. Snape faltered, Harry allowed a single tear to escape and roll down his cheek.

Snape shook his head to clear it, glanced at manipulative brat and rolled his eyes, "Oh all right! Fine! You can stay, but I want you in that corner" he pointed to the corner furthest from his desk, "You will not move from there, you will not speak, clap, stamp your feet, touch anything or in any other way annoy me. Understand?"

Harry smiled blankly at him. "I'll take that as a yes. Don't try those tricks on me. I know you've got your mother's mind" he paced Harry in the allotted corner and returned to his desk to start marking homework.

He soon forgot about Harry when he got into writing snide comments on the students attempts, feeble attempts, at the art of potion making. It was at least an hour and a half later when he glanced up.

His heart missed a beat, he jumped back in his chair and screamed. Harry looked at him oddly. He had his arms crossed on the desk, head in his arms and had been watching the marking for some time. Was it his fault the deaf man was having a heart attack? Well, yes he admitted to himself. Or at least the equivalent of this went through his year old brain as he watched Snape fall off the chair and slide under the desk with a thud. Harry leaned over for a better view; greasy black hair, narrowed eyes and a hooked nose appeared over the desk.

"Hello" Harry said, Snape's eye twitched in a psychotic way and he clenched his fists once he had seated himself back in his chair.

"You wait, Potter. I promise I am going to make your life a living hell when you get to school"

Harry pointed at himself with surprise and shock written on his face, his expression simply read; "Me?" Snape growled again.

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"No"

"Please, Severus"

"NO"

Dumbledore slumped, "Pretty please? A sherbet lemon on top?" Snape stopped walking and turned to face him with an eyebrow raised,

"No" he said coldly and continued to walk.

"But...but he likes you! Nothing bad happened the last time you baby-sat him!" Dumbledore attempted, Snape gave a huff, the headmaster slumped in defeat and stopped following the Potion's Master. His glum expression lit up and he hurried away, up the stairs and knocked on a door.

"Come in" He opened the door and entered;

"Minerva, I'm glad your here. I have a favour to ask you"

Author - I realised i hadn't updated for so long and decided to find my notes and get typing. I hope you all like this. Can you guess who is next?

I have also written the last chapter but have no fear! It will not be posted for a long time, I have at the least 3 more chapters I want to write but there is a very big possibility there will be more.

Until next time - Hippie Jade