A/N: This is not female!Harry, this is transboy!Harry which means that name and pronouns will change in later chapters. The end-goal is for this to be Voldemort || Tom Riddle/Harry Potter but it will be extremely slow. There will be other pairings involving Harry before that. At the moment, the other ships in general are just vague ideas but if anyone wants I can post a list of what can be expected. Also worth noting that this is a less serious version of an idea I have, and that a serious version will be written in the future.

EDIT 29/12 - 15: Apparently my symbols for separating the 'skips' disappeared, so for now the lines have to work. Hopefully it doesn't look too ugly...

Prologue

"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches... born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies…"

Severus Snape pressed his ear closer to the door, eager to hear the rest. His master would surely reward him for the news of a prophecy about someone strong enough to vanquish the Dark Lord, even if Sybill Trelawney was the one to make it. A hand closed around his arm and dragged him away from the door before he could hear the next line. Severus looked up into the face of Aberforth Dumbledore. Before he knew it, he was out through the door and standing outside the Hog's Head. A well-chosen swear left his lips at not being able to present the whole prophecy, before he apparated to his master.

"Alice Longbottom and Lily Potter are the only ones to have defied you thrice with due date in late July or early August, my Lord." the healer informed them, kneeling on the floor with his head bowed. Severus felt his breath catch, but was quick to resume his cold mask. Lily… He hoped against everything that his master would find the Longbottom child the more likely threat.

"Neville Longbottom was born on the 30th. Harrietta Potter was born on the 31st." the healer once again informed them, in the same position as the last time. Severus felt like a weight had lifted from his shoulders. A girl… surely the Dark Lord is not going after a girl…

"Find out where the Longbottoms' live." The Dark Lord's order echoed in the hall.

Severus stood unsure outside the gate that was before the path to Potters' Cottage. His fear for Lily's life had made him realise how much he missed his childhood friend, but would he be welcome back in her life? Not to mention that she was married to that swine, Potter. He took a deep breath, and gathering the last Gryffindor bravery he could find, he pushed the gate open. As he crossed the wards, he knew there was no way back. They would know that he was there now. He closed the gate behind him and started to walk down the path. The door opened before he could reach it, and he saw a head full of red hair as it opened further.

"Severus?" asked a bewildered Lily, with a small bundle against her chest. Severus mustered up a smile for her.
"Hello, Lily." He inclined his head towards the bundle. "Congratulations."
"I- thank you. What are you doing here, Severus?" she asked, as she stepped aside to let him in.

He didn't answer at first, but chose instead to look around the cottage. There were photographs on the walls, in between the paintings one could expect from a pureblood's home. Severus had to fight against a sneer as he turned back towards Lily.

"Are you happy?" he asked, the words slipping out before he could stop them. Lily tilted her head to the side, considering his words.
"I am." she answered, no hint of hesitation in her words. Severus nodded.
"I expected nothing less." Severus said, and looked around again. He didn't feel as out-of-place as he would have thought. It was clearly Potter's home, but it was also Lily's.
"Why are you here?" Lily asked again, shifting her grip on the quiet bundle she held.
"Is it too late for us to renew our friendship?" he asked, letting his usual cold mask slip to show an expression of hopefulness and pain.
"Oh, Severus…" Lily shook her head sadly. "It's not."

He smiled at her, a real smile full of gratitude.

"Severus, will you be Harrietta's godfather?"

He looked up from his cup of tea to see Lily regarding him seriously. His gaze went from her to the child in question, who was laying on the floor and trying to push herself up into a sitting position. It was February, and half a year had passed since his first visit to Godric's Hollow. He had been aware that they had planned Harrietta's baptism - it was to be a quiet affair - but he had never thought he would be considered for such an important position.

"I would be honored to, Lily."

The months came and went, and before anyone knew it, it was July once again. Severus had spent his time doing missions for his master, trying to find a honest job, visiting Lily and his goddaughter as well as visiting Lucius and his godson, Draco. When the day came for a joint birthday party for Harrietta and the Longbottom kid, he realized he was without a gift. In his defence, he had thought he had at least one more week to find anything.

For this reason, he was now wandering through Diagon Alley for something fitting for a small child. A toy broom was out of the question - too dangerous in his opinion - so perhaps a stuffed pet? With an idea in mind, it went a lot quicker.

Severus arrived to the small birthday gathering just slightly late. It was Alice Longbottom that opened the door for him, and for one very long second he regretted ever telling the Dark Lord about the prophecy that had doomed her son. She stared at him for a long moment, trying to find something in his face. He didn't know if she found what she was looking for, but at last she let him in.

It felt like a weight had returned to his shoulders as he went into the living room and saw Harrietta happily playing with Neville on the floor. It surprisingly hurt to see the boy that he had doomed. He didn't know the Longbottoms, but this was an innocent child that was doomed to die. He consoled himself with the knowledge that the boy had survived this long. Surely the Dark Lord could have acted on the prophecy already if he wished for it.

"Severus! I was worried that you wouldn't show up." A head full of red hair showed up in his field of vision and distracted him from his morbid thoughts.
"I wouldn't dare miss out on my goddaughter's birthday party." he answered, and presented Lily with the store-wrapped gift. She accepted it before throwing her arms around him in a hug.
"I know, but there's still a war going on." she said quietly. The weight felt heavier than before as she let him go. "Do you want a piece of cake?"
"Only if you can promise that James and Sirius have been kept far away from it." he answered, a weak attempt at humour. Lily smiled, appreciating what he was doing.
"I promise. Come here, Sev." she said, and dragged him along towards the cake.

The adults were sitting on sofas in the living room, with the two children on the floor. They looked on in amusement as gifts were opening. Sirius and Alice was taking photos while Frank and Lily kept an eye out so the children didn't try to eat anything they shouldn't.

Harrietta had gotten a toy broom from Sirius, which she had looked at questioningly before ignoring. Severus couldn't help but smile inside as she ripped up the wrapper on the gift from him instead. As the stuffed unicorn was revealed, Harrietta smiled and started tugging at it in fascination. He was happy to see that his gift was appreciated, especially so when he noticed that Sirius sent a glare of displeasure in his direction.

Soon after the gifts had been opened, the party quieted down. Augusta Longbottom had been the first to leave, claiming old age as the reason why. Severus left soon after that. He had felt guilty whenever he had looked at any of the Longbottoms, and couldn't help but be happy to be out of there. As he left, Albus Dumbledore walked past him. Severus stared after his old headmaster, wondering if perhaps the Longbottoms would know of the prophecy before the day was over.

"My Lord, the Longbottoms will be at home tomorrow. The Potter child will be with them." Wormtail told the Dark Lord. Severus swallowed back a protest. Of all the days chosen to get rid of the supposed threat, why the day that would put his goddaughter in danger?

He never did get a reward for telling the prophecy… would it be worth to gamble? Of course it would. He already felt guilty about Longbottom, he couldn't possibly endanger Harrietta too.

"My Lord, permission to speak?" Severus asked. They were alone, as he had stayed behind after the meeting was over.
"Permission granted. Be quick."
"Harrietta Potter is my goddaughter. Please, let her live." He had fallen down on his knees to beg, if he had to. For a long moment there was no answer as red eyes regarded him.
"I'll humour you, Severus, but just this once." the Dark Lord finally answered. "Now, leave."

A/N: The next chapter may take a couple of weeks. I mainly chose to post this now because I'm curious to see if anyone will read it. It's my first real attempt at a Harry Potter fanfiction in a long while - I posted one or two silly things about the Marauders about 8 years ago. I'm unsure of my characterizations. This is the first time I write from Severus' POV, and in coming chapters the POV will change between characters as I see fit (mostly perhaps, I think it'll be Severus, Sirius, Harry and Tom whose POV's we see).

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