  Severus stared at the boy in front of him and he now saw the differences. Gone was the child with carefree eyes and false smiles, this was how Severus imagined the street child to look like. His eyes looked like he had seen the war, his face was cold and distant, but one could see the sadness. He looked a decade older then he should and suddenly Severus realized this was the real Harry James Potter. Not the fake one Harry made up, this was the real broken and beaten bloody child that grew up on the streets with no one next to him.