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This is a Snape=Harry's father fanfic. If you don't like that, don't read it. Thanks!

Chapter 1: A Strange Feeling

Severus Snape could not have felt more worried. Thoughts traveled through his mind as he tried to complete the paperwork Dumbledore had given him. He knew he promised Dumbledore he'd finish it that night-he had to, or else he'd be replacing a teaching post with admitting he was once a Death Eater, and he knew Crouch, the wizard court judge, would be ever so happy to sentence him to Azkaban for at least 20 years. However, something didn't feel right. His eyes glanced over to his picture of Lily Evans….Lily! No wonder, how could he have been this stupid? He was the one who had told the Dark Lord that prophecy the crazy old bat had predicted and the Dark Lord took it to mean Lily, forcing him to finally see sense and return to the "good" side. The Dark Lord must be going to Godric's Hollow tonight, on Hollow's Eve!

"I must go to save her," he thought, "or die trying." He made an attempt to move out of his office, but realization held him back.

"Lily won't be hurt, for the Dark Lord is sparing her in exchange for her son. Not a huge loss, after all, he is the offspring of James Potter, the arrogant and boastful ash*le!" he thought to himself.

He bent down to write an answer to the final question, "What made you decide to take this post?", when Lily's beautiful face came into his mind, her long red hair flowing as though the wind was carrying it, her emerald eyes sparkling. She was the most beautiful woman in the world, he was sure of it, and if he hadn't made those awful mistakes, she would have been his, and not James'. He was however shocked by the fact that his thoughts showed an image of Lily that looked frightened, not cheerful, as she almost always was. Three words came out of her mouth, and Severus wondered whether he was imagining them:

"Help my son."

Without thinking that he could be daydreaming or incorrect about the situation, he rose from his desk, ink splattering everywhere, summoned his cloak, and walked as fast as he could out of Hogwarts castle and through the gates that surrounded the grounds. From there, he disapparated straight to Godric's Hollow, ending up a few yards from Lily's house. Wand in hand, he raced toward the house he had visited only once, and that was only to say goodbye to her. By the time her reached her, it was clear the Dark Lord had beaten him.

The house was destroyed; a gaping hole in the roof, wood and glass along the once green grass, not to mention the hint of death he felt just from looking at the house. Fearing the worse, he blasted the door open. There was James, lying on the floor, his eyes open, his wand nowhere to be found. He dashed up the stairs and blasted the door to Harry's bedroom. His heart must have stopped for hours at the sight. Lily, his Lily was lying, her eyes open, her frightened look still upon her face. He was suddenly crying, as though someone had blasted his heart out of him. Grabbing her face, he stared into her emerald eyes, her beautiful eyes, the eyes that had given him comfort and love whenever he saw them gleaming. He finally wasn't able to look at her anymore, and made an attempt to leave, when he heard a cry from behind, in the crib. Wand at the ready, he peered into it.

There he was, looking like a smaller version of James, with his black untidy hair. However, his eyes were Lily's eyes, emerald and sparkling. His face was young, but his fear shown through it. Harry looked at the stranger with a look of wonder, as though Severus was wearing a hula skirt. In less than 5 seconds, Severus had made his decision, as he picked up the child and held him.

"I shall adopt him," he thought, "for Lily. She would have wanted it. However, no one must ever know that he's Harry Potter, or Harry 'Snape', for that matter. I will not have him filth my name, but I will prevent him from becoming an arrogant jerk like his father. Harry, just Harry, shall be his name. Lily, I will protect your son for you, as I loved you so much ."

And with that, he disaparated with the child before any wizards or muggles could investigate the ruined house.