Hey guys, yeah another snape and harry father/son relationship story. YOU GUYS KNOW YOU LOVE 'EM! ^_~ hehe, okay on to it then...
Dedicated to Ankha whom's awsome story has made me smile like mad! Read it! Read it! I cammand you to read Gold and Silver, Fire and Ice!!!! It's one of the best father/son-sev/harry fics I've read!! GOOO ANKHA!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
OKay guys sorry, but I'm copying from those how's italic words are written /like this/.
Italic= /.../
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Harry rolled over, he couldn't sleep. Something just wasn't right. And it was definatly nagging him, something was missing...but what? He found that he wanted to know more about Voldemort and times then. If he had to go against Voldemort, then he'd have to know what was up the evil wizard's sleave. But that didn't seem all that was left blank in Harry's life... No, there was something far more. And someone knew the answers... He /would/ get them...
But as for now, it was still late, harry was still confused, but tired, so he let night's peace overtake him. Too bad the peace wouldn't be grasped, but instead the horrible ways of the haunting night...
~Dream~
Imidiatly Haryr's head went in unbearable pain. His scar burned like had never before. He barely opened his eyes, for his body hurt so much, to see a scene of Death Eaters stand before Voldemort, their 'lord'.
"You question my say? You dare dare speak to me with such uncertainty!" Voldemort yelled at a certain Death Eater who stood out of the circle. "You're loyalty and trust wavers! /Never/ question me!"
Harry couldn't help but shudder at that last statement. It reminded him of the Dursleys, he'd be punished too, if he had asked questions.
"Never let your loyalty waver again, Severus! Crucio!"
/Snape!/ Snape was /still/ doing his dutties as a spy for Dumbledore? The green flash moved in it's own grace, so fast and slick towards Snape. For some reason Harry felt great amounts of sorrow. God, that was his potions proffesor, the one who was always so cruel and made his life hell...but he still didn't diserve that pain. No one did... Harry knew that Voldemorts wrath came mainly from himself. The suffering of others, they didn't need it, it should have been Harry, and that's what Harry wished. That instead of Snape being hit with the Cruciatus Curse, Harry would be there, feeling the pain.. Now that the green flash that slithered to Snape dashed in front of Harry's eyes, his scar exploded in immence pain..Unbelieveable pain, hell was living in his head, for it hurt so much.
The hooded figure was hit with the curse and a tight gasp was heard as the pain, too, overtook him. But he held his scream of agony. The pain was full inflicted, nothing held Voldemort's hatred back. Snape was sure that Veoldemort was holding the Cruciatus Curse long for 'payment' for not being at the Death Eater meeting before, at the Tri Wizard Tournament. Still keeping his scream tucked qiuetly in his chest, Snape clentched his teeth together.
Though the Potions Master was quiet, Harry heard his soul scream. There was that glass-shattering scream then a sentence that his soul seemed to say as if it were fading away.. 'Albus, I'm sorry if I don't last much longer as your spy... I guess I'll never have that son......'
Harry let a single tear fall, one from pain put on him, one of sorrow for Snape, one of horrible past memories put on him, and definatly for the respect of those like Snape whom stood to help Dumbledore and to rid the world of Voldemort. And then..the pain kept growning. First his head, then working it's way down. Harry clutched his head trying to stop the pain that hurt so much. When it got down to his legs, Harry couldn't take it, he fell forward almost instantly. The pain, if you could call it pain it hurt so much, just kept growing. No this wasn't real, was it? It was worse than any beating, tortures, burns, anything! He let his scream out with full force when he knew it was safe. Nobody was him, no one could hear him...and nobody would save him...
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Aw I'm soooooo evil! Do you guys know what's going on? I DO! hehe, I hope you enjoys Ankha! :) Aww, this is SOOOO fun to write! ^^;; hehe well please reveiw! Thanks I'm enjoying this, so expect more! ^_~ Thanks, buh bye!
~Stephanie
Dedicated to Ankha whom's awsome story has made me smile like mad! Read it! Read it! I cammand you to read Gold and Silver, Fire and Ice!!!! It's one of the best father/son-sev/harry fics I've read!! GOOO ANKHA!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
OKay guys sorry, but I'm copying from those how's italic words are written /like this/.
Italic= /.../
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Harry rolled over, he couldn't sleep. Something just wasn't right. And it was definatly nagging him, something was missing...but what? He found that he wanted to know more about Voldemort and times then. If he had to go against Voldemort, then he'd have to know what was up the evil wizard's sleave. But that didn't seem all that was left blank in Harry's life... No, there was something far more. And someone knew the answers... He /would/ get them...
But as for now, it was still late, harry was still confused, but tired, so he let night's peace overtake him. Too bad the peace wouldn't be grasped, but instead the horrible ways of the haunting night...
~Dream~
Imidiatly Haryr's head went in unbearable pain. His scar burned like had never before. He barely opened his eyes, for his body hurt so much, to see a scene of Death Eaters stand before Voldemort, their 'lord'.
"You question my say? You dare dare speak to me with such uncertainty!" Voldemort yelled at a certain Death Eater who stood out of the circle. "You're loyalty and trust wavers! /Never/ question me!"
Harry couldn't help but shudder at that last statement. It reminded him of the Dursleys, he'd be punished too, if he had asked questions.
"Never let your loyalty waver again, Severus! Crucio!"
/Snape!/ Snape was /still/ doing his dutties as a spy for Dumbledore? The green flash moved in it's own grace, so fast and slick towards Snape. For some reason Harry felt great amounts of sorrow. God, that was his potions proffesor, the one who was always so cruel and made his life hell...but he still didn't diserve that pain. No one did... Harry knew that Voldemorts wrath came mainly from himself. The suffering of others, they didn't need it, it should have been Harry, and that's what Harry wished. That instead of Snape being hit with the Cruciatus Curse, Harry would be there, feeling the pain.. Now that the green flash that slithered to Snape dashed in front of Harry's eyes, his scar exploded in immence pain..Unbelieveable pain, hell was living in his head, for it hurt so much.
The hooded figure was hit with the curse and a tight gasp was heard as the pain, too, overtook him. But he held his scream of agony. The pain was full inflicted, nothing held Voldemort's hatred back. Snape was sure that Veoldemort was holding the Cruciatus Curse long for 'payment' for not being at the Death Eater meeting before, at the Tri Wizard Tournament. Still keeping his scream tucked qiuetly in his chest, Snape clentched his teeth together.
Though the Potions Master was quiet, Harry heard his soul scream. There was that glass-shattering scream then a sentence that his soul seemed to say as if it were fading away.. 'Albus, I'm sorry if I don't last much longer as your spy... I guess I'll never have that son......'
Harry let a single tear fall, one from pain put on him, one of sorrow for Snape, one of horrible past memories put on him, and definatly for the respect of those like Snape whom stood to help Dumbledore and to rid the world of Voldemort. And then..the pain kept growning. First his head, then working it's way down. Harry clutched his head trying to stop the pain that hurt so much. When it got down to his legs, Harry couldn't take it, he fell forward almost instantly. The pain, if you could call it pain it hurt so much, just kept growing. No this wasn't real, was it? It was worse than any beating, tortures, burns, anything! He let his scream out with full force when he knew it was safe. Nobody was him, no one could hear him...and nobody would save him...
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Aw I'm soooooo evil! Do you guys know what's going on? I DO! hehe, I hope you enjoys Ankha! :) Aww, this is SOOOO fun to write! ^^;; hehe well please reveiw! Thanks I'm enjoying this, so expect more! ^_~ Thanks, buh bye!
~Stephanie