Authors Note:
Okay guys go easy on me, I'm kinda new to this.
Harry Potter does not belong to me. Neither does Albus Dumbledore and Severus Snape.
Damn you JK Rowling.
Prologue
"Severus please. Will you not grant a dying man's only wish?"
"You are not dying Albus. Do not over exaggerate!" Severus Snape snarled at the frail looking old man on the bed. To the casual observer they would have no way of knowing that this man. This frail, tired old man was the unofficial leader of the wizarding world.
"My dear boy I wish that was the truth but alas it is not. I am old Severus, old even by wizarding standards. I ask only that you do this one last thing for me."
"And what pray tell is this last bequest of yours?" Queried the Potions Master as he sank into the seat by the side of the hospital bed.
"I want Headmaster Dumbledore replied "you to help me find my son."
Severus Snape, demon bat of the dungeons. Snarkiest git in existence let his jaw drop and simply...gawped.
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