"I'm going to cut this chat short, Mr. Potter, but I just wanted to let you know that you're not alone in having this experience." Harry stared back at his professor, incapable of taking in the full meaning behind the sentence. Snape continued when he realised Harry didn’t respond. "Including myself. It has taken a lot of my strength to realise that what my family did to me was wrong, and I am planning on making you understand the same thing. "I had a friendship with your mother, and I owe her my very existence. More than I would like to, I see a lot of Lily in you." Snape continued, and as he talked, Harry tried not to breathe rapidly. "I therefore also promised her to take care of you, and I tend to keep my promises. Whether you enjoy it or not".Harry thought Snape acted out of character; this didn’t sound like him at all. Then again, neither of the two had given the other a chance, and Harry thought that maybe Snape acted like this to people he knew or perhaps his own godson, Malfoy. What Harry gathered from Snape’s talk was that Snape had been in a quite similar position himself, meaning maybe he wouldn’t bully Harry as much as he thought. Harry sighed with relief. But the worry of his friend’s reactions was slowly making its way in. But soon there was another worry that formed. "Professor, will I have to go back in the summer?" he asked hesitantly. His potions professor reassured him that that would not be the case and that perhaps, if he was willing to, he could stay with him. After making sure Harry knew he had options, of course, he left. Snape’s cloak almost hit Harry in the face as he turned around to leave Harry alone in the big, empty room. Harry found himself unbothered by this accident, which would’ve, in any other scenario, made him angry. Instead, a smile creeped onto his lips and painted his face.