Harry Potter: Go To Hell

The house on Privet Drive would be safe until his birthday but he knew he couldn't stay there a day past that day. As soon as he signed his emancipation papers, it'd be front page news and all sorts of people would begin clamoring for him to be brought in to answer to them for his audacity in trying something like that behind their backs. Nor did he have to worry about Dumbledore trying to force him to stay with the Weasely family again since he'd marked the youngest two.

Molly Weasely would never agree to house him for so much as an hour once she learned of their marking. And everyone knew she ran that house. So when the school year was over he'd return to Privet Drive and wait for his birthday to come. Then he would sign the papers and vanish as if he'd never been here at all.

But in the meantime he read and studied and learned everything he could get his hands on. He practiced Occlumency and the Mind Arts to protect his mind and thoughts. He read about and practiced detection spells so as to detect any foreign substances in his food and drink or on his belongings whether his rings would negate them or not. He read about, studied and practiced shielding spells, casting them on himself and his belongings whenever he had to be out of his rooms. He read about and studied the old laws and how they worked with the new more modern laws. And of course, he read about and practiced wordless and wandless spellcasting as often as he could. Because he was determined not to die. Not for this pathetic world anyway.

But the one thing no one knew he was researching was Professor Snapes' Dark Mark and how to remove it without setting off the inherent magic within it that would alert either of his masters to the tampering. Harry felt it was something his parents would've wanted him to do if he could simply because he could. So long as Professor Snape wanted him to anyway.

Harry was determined to repay the man for the many times he had saved his life even in the face of his worst fear. And he could think of nothing more fitting than removing that controlling mark to give him back his freedom. Because without that mark on his arm he'd be free of both his Masters and their petty attempts to force their will upon him.

In his eyes, Severus Snape had more than repaid his debt for what was clearly an error in judgement brought on by a totally rotten childhood full of pain and misery. And loneliness. Even if the only bad in his childhood was here at Hogwarts where the man was picked on and tormented by bullies, that still meant he'd had a rotten childhood in Harry's eyes. because Hogwarts students spent the better part of seven years walking these halls and sleeping in a nest of vipers every night. But somehow Harry had a feeling the man's home life growing up hadn't been any better than his own with the Dursleys. So yeah, he'd made a bad choice. But you shouldn't have to spend the rest of your life paying for one single airheaded moment when you made the wrong choice.

All things Harry could understand all too easily. Because Harry himself had suffered a completely miserable childhood. And he was lonely. Very lonely. And if he was honest with himself, he always had been. Even when he had thought those two in Gryffindor Tower had been his friends, he'd been lonely.

 Their out of class time had always seemed to be spent doing something one of the two of them enjoyed doing. Neither one had ever asked Harry what he liked to do. Not that Harry actually knew what he liked to do other than fly his broom. He'd never really had time to find out. Nor would either of them let him join other games being played in the common room to find something he liked doing. It was either do homework with Hermione or play chess with Ron. Nothing else.

But now he didn't have to deal with them any more. The other students, Professor Snape and the elves were keeping them away from him. Even in his classes the students and teachers went out of their way to help Harry stay away from the two Gryffindors. Hell, he'd even sat by Draco one day in Potions because the only other option was sitting by Granger. Professor Snape had been pissed that day when he saw Harry's customary desk was occupied by Granger. He'd moved quickly to keep Malfoy, Granger or Weasely from setting up a loud protest over Harry's seating choice since it had been clear they'd been trying to force him to sit next to her. Not that Malfoy was gearing up to complain. He wasn't. He'd already discovered from Professor Snape that Harry was quite able to brew potions on the appropriate level.

Professor Snape had moved Lavender Brown to sit next to Granger while Millicent Bulstrode sat next to Parvati Patil And Pansy had partnered Crabbe, who usually paired up with Malfoy, that day. Luckily all five students had blamed Granger and Weasely because they'd been the ones to try and trap Harry into sitting next to her when everyone knew he wanted nothing to do with either of them any more. The other teachers were just as accommodating and Harry found himself sitting with Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws just as often as he did with Slytherins. Until eventually the Unholy Duo would get the message.

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