Summary:
Harry Potter is not the Boy-Who-Lived, his younger brother – Andrew Potter- is. Or that is what everyone thinks. In his fourth year, he gets a deadly disease, cancer. Can his parents finally care for him or is Severus Snape left to the job again?
Chapter 1 3rd P.O.V.
Harry Potter is five years old and today is his birthday. As usual, no-one noticed that he wasn't there with all the other people downstairs who were fawning over his younger brother, the Boy-Who-Lived. He was sitting in his father's study with a book on different types of spells.
He sighed softly as the ever present laughter and music continued louder. Harry was extremely smart for his age, he knew that things wouldn't ever be the same since that scary snake man had come and tried to kill him and his brother.
He looked up as the door opened and a young man about his parents age come in.
"Hi," Harry whispered.
The man was tall with long dark hair that reached his shoulders and pale skin. He looked too thin and swallow and older than he actually was.
"Hello," the man replied softly.
"I'm Harry, and you are?" Harry questioned curiously.
"I am Severus Snape," Severus replied looking equally as curious.
"Why aren't you down there with the rest, you did come here for the birthday party, correct?" he asked.
"Yes I did, but only because Lily asked me to, otherwise I wouldn't have come. What about you, why aren't you down there? Isn't it your birthday too?" asked Severus looking concerned.
"It might be my birthday but I have been forgotten again. Andrew is more important as always," Harry replied, rolling his eyes.
"That's wrong, no one child should be more important than the other!" he said furiously.
Harry shrugged. "Tell that to my mother. Dad cares but Mother makes him spend more time with Andrew than me, she even gets me in trouble on purpose. Last time she ruined his Auror badge, gave it to me and blamed it on me. But, luckily for me, he didn't believe it for one bit. It was obvious that a four year old can't do that!"
Severus snorted. "And here I thought that Lily would never let fame get to her, she was different at school. Seems like your father changed for the good while Lily turned for the worse!"
Harry nodded. "Everyone thinks that Andrew got his scar from the green light. But he got his from the debris falling down from the roof when the snake-man turned into a black ghost."
Interesting Severus thought Andrew isn't the boy-who-lived, Harry is.
"Harry you can't tell anyone this, okay. People will not believe you and may send you somewhere where I can't visit you. Keep this to yourself and tell no-one. I shall ask Lily to come take you with me to my home from time to time. I will suggest that they take Andrew to Healers around the world to find out how he destroyed Voldemort and you will stay with me while they are out." He decided. "Then I can train you in the important areas of magic that they will most likely ignore"
"Thank you Mr Snape. I really appreciate this," Harry whispered.
"You can call me Sev Harry," said Severus.
Severus heart warmed as Harry hugged him around his legs. It was the first hug he had since his mother died when he was sixteen.