A/N: Hello there my dear readers. Nice of you to drop by this new little story of mine! This is only my second Harry Potter Fanfic, after Harry Potter and the Untold Prophecy. Which I by the way have kind of abandonned I'm afraid. This story will be kind of a rewrite on some parts while some of them will be changed and the main plot have changed. I will still have the Harry/Ginny pairing, but Severus will get a more active role in the story and Harry will not start using the Soulpiece as early as he did in the last story.

Summary: Instead of just leaving the son of the love of his life to his fate at the Dursley's, Severus decides to honor Lily's memory by trying to be for Harry what Lily, James and Sirius could not: a parental figure. Despite his duties as a Professor, Severus tries to visit Harry as often as he can and the boy grows up knowing of his heritage, though not the details of his parents death or the role he himself played in the fall of the Dark Lord that had plagued the Wizarding World.

Disclaimer: I don't own this stuff in any way.

Chapter One: Pre-school years

He walked up the path to the ruined house, slowly. Afraid of what he might find on the inside. Even by just standing and looking at the building, he could tell that the battle had been one-sided. The damage, the marks... it was all trademark of his former master. The wall on one side of the building had been blown apart and on the upper level, the windows had been crashed by something he would guess was a Reductor cruse. When he reached the door to the family house, he stopped on the doorstep and hesitated. Did he really want to see this? Chances were high that she was dead... Scratch that, the chances were one in a million that she was alive. Even if the Dark Lord had given her the chance to get away by herself, he knew Lily Evans would never abandon her family. She had always been like that, faithful, caring and willing to see whatever she did through to the end, even if it really meant the end. That had been one of the many things that had made her so special.

Severus felt his chest constrict painfully and he had to close his eyes to stop the tear that was threatening to spill over. After a moment, he swallowed and tried to gather his courage. He had to see this. He would never be able to rest if he hadn't made absolutely sure there was no way of saving her. He had to know. Slowly but steadily, he walked in through the open doorway. The door itself had been blown of its hinges. Taking just a mere few steps into the Potter house, he found the first evidence of death. On the floor, just a few meters ahead of him, the body of a young man with untidy raven black hair was lying face down on the ground. Severus stopped for a moment, emotions mixing at the sight. On one hand, he had always detested James Potter and wanted to give him a piece of his own mind. One the other hand, he hadn't wanted him to die and also, this meant that the possibility that Lily was also dead... he shook himself out of his dark thoughts. He had to keep going. Slowly, he made his way up the stairs. There were no signs of a battle in the upper hall. He looked around and felt his heart sink in his chest. The door to the infant's chamber had been blown down. Feeling his entire body turn colder for each step he took, he entered the chamber.

And then he saw her. There, just in front of the crib, rested the body of Lily Potter. Severus didn't know how, but somehow he managed to move over to her. When he reached her, he fell to his knees. He reached out with a hand and touched her chin. She was so cold...

Severus didn't know how long he stayed there or when the tears stopped coming. But for some reason, he looked up into the crib. It was empty. For a second, he just sat there looking at the crib and thinking of the inhabitant that should have been there. He had only seen Harry James Potter once when his parents had brought him to an order meeting because Bathilda Bagshot, who lived next door to them, could not care for him due to having caught a nasty flu. His feelings towards the boy had been pretty rusty at that time. That boy... that blasted boy was proof that Lily had deserted him, proof that she had chosen James Potter over himself. Also, that blasted boy had been the reason that Voldemort had gone after Lily in the first place. If it hadn't been for that boy, then perhaps he wouldn't be here grieving her death.

But then again... it was still her son, the only thing left of her now. What would she think of him if she knew he just left her son to die? Alright, so she hadn't thought very fondly of him since their 5th year in school but still. If she knew one of her childhood friends had turned his back on her son, then Lily Potter would be turning in her grave. He shook his head at the thought. He had to find Harry. Even if that boy had beent he reason for Lily's death... Severus himself hadn't exactly been innocent. If he hadn't told Voldemort about the prophecy, then nothing of this would have happened. Or better yet, if he hadn't chosen Voldemort and the dark arts over Lily in the first place.

Thinking about his many mistakes and how they had ruined the life of the one he loved, Severus felt tears returning to his eyes. He knew what he had to do. Lily had died to protect Harry and so would he if he had to. He had been unsure of himself in his childhood and been driven to the dark arts to gain power. Well, no more. From this point on, he would not doubt himself or hesitate in his choices. He would follow through and do what he thought was right. He would do... what Lily would have thought was right.

Feeling his new resolve burn through his entire body, he silently stood up and looked down at Lily one last time.

"Do not worry, I will make sure your son is safe, or die trying to ensure it." he said softly before turning to walk out of the room.

Now, he needed to find out who could have taken the boy. His first thought was the fraction of death eaters that would want to avenge their fallen leader, out of which Bellatrix Lestrange stood out in his mind. However, he soon thought better of it since they wouldn't know where to look for him. Even though the Fidelius charm ahd obviously been broken now that Voldemort had destroyed the place it protected, the death eaters would still need to find out where to go to find the potters. That left only a handful of people, the same ones who had known the location of the house. That included himself, the marauders, Bathilda Bagshot and... "Albus!" he thought. That had to be it. Albus must have sent someone here to take the boy to safety. He shook his head. Leave it to Dumbledore to always think of peoples safety... But he couldn't protect everyone! He had failed to protect the Potters! Failed to protect her.

Finally reaching the end of the anti apparition wards, Severus tried to think of where Dumbledore could have taken Harry. Hogwarts? No, that would make too much sense. If he had learned something about the old fool, it was that Dumbledore rarely did anything out of common sense. He always had to analyze the situation out in the slighest detail to try and ensure that he made the right descision. This often led to him overanalyzing situations, like in the case with Lily and James's Fidelius charm. If he had just taken to enlist them both as Hogwarts teachers and kept them close to the grounds, then they wouldn't have needed the Fidelius charm. And to top it off, he was pretty sure they both would make excellent teachers, though it was somewhat reluctantly he admitted to himself that James Potter really did know his stuff when he put his mind into it.

So Hogwarts was out of the question. And he would most likely not use another Fidelius charm as the last one had failed. Aside from Hogwarts, Gringotts were the safest place to place something you wanted protected but he doubted that Albus would lock Harry up in a Gringotts vault. So that was also out of the question. So where could he be?

-:-:-:-

On the street, just outside of Private Drive number 4, Albus Dumbledore was talking to Minerva McGonagall about why he was leaving Harry Potter in the care of his relatives. He left out the part of the Protection of Love that had been the driving reason for him to leave Harry with the Dursleys. He knew all too well that Petunia Dursley had disliked her sister ever since she got accepted into Hogwarts. The poor girl had written to him more than once, pleeding for him to take her in but he had told her that was not possible as she did not have any magic in her to begin with. But Harry needed protection and right now, this was the best he could get. He was just about to place the boy on the doorstep when he heard McGonagall give off a surprised shout and turned around just in time to see a cloud of black smoke land on the ground. As the smoke cleared off, he could make out the face of a very, very angry Severus Snape.

"Severus..." he began but was cut off when the furious potions master walked up to him.

"You. Said. She. Would. Be. Safe!" he hissed angrily, his voice dripping with rage.

Dumbledore just looked at Severus with a pained look. He didn't know what to say. He rarely lost his words, but this was one of those rare times. He had given Severus his word that Lily Potter would be safe and yet, she had died.

"I thought they would be... but they trusted the wrong person..." he said with sorrow evident in his voice. He looked away, not wanting to meet Severus angry gaze.

Severus gritted his teeth as he stopped in front of the headmaster of Hogwarts. He gave a quick look down into the headmasters arms, where a young infant rested, unaware of the rest of the world. After confirming that Harry was safe and sound asleep, he turned back to Dumbledore.

"You're right! They trusted you!" he growled.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Severus felt himself being lifted off the ground by his collar. He looked over his shoulder to see a furious Rubeus Hagrid lift his other hand and curl it up into a fist to knock him out. However, Severus quickly sprung to action and built up his legilimency. As Hagrid met his eyes, Severus made a quick push on his mind, causing Hagrid to drop him as he staggered back to regain his balance after the mental assault. Severus landed swiftly, but didn't let down the mental power he had built up. No matter how strong a person was physically or magically, their mind could not withstand a direct assault if they had not been trained in it. And Hagrid hadn't been.

"Hagrid! Calm down!" Dumbledore's voice was heard. Instantly, the half giant stopped in his tracks but he still glared daggers at Severus. McGonagall tried to hide her opinion on the exchange between her headmaster and her colleague, but wasn't fairing much better than Hagrid. Ignoring the others, Dumbledore turned back to Severus.

"While I do understand your rage towards me, I was not the secretkeeper." he said with a little more force than he intended.

Severus froze and his retort got caught in his throat. If Dumbledore wasn't the secrekeeper...

"Then was it Black? He wouldn't betray those two even if he died one thousand times over!" Severus asked as he eyed Dumbledore. He could not read Dumbledore completely, but enough so to know when he was lying. And right now, he could tell he wasn't.

"I will answer any questions you may have when we get back to Hogwarts." Dumbledore stated.

Behind them, Professor McGonagall and Hagrid looked on, warry of the former death eater. However, when Dumbledore stated he would tell Snape all he wanted to know, their faces took on shocked expressions. He hadn't even had to ask for it, Dumbledore had just given him the opportunity.

"Fine, but Harry is coming with us." Severus said firmly, looking down at the bundle in Dumbledore's arms.

"I'm afraid I can't agree with you on that one. Harry has to stay here, where he is protected by Lily's blood."

Severus was about to give his angry retort when he realized what Dumbledore had said. Blood Wards! Of course! That was why the old man wanted the Wizarding World's Savior to live with a muggle family, becuase they were Harry's real family. When he hadn't the slighest idea where Dumbledore could have taken Harry, he had apparated to the Hogwarts gates and asked the staff members where he could find the headmaster. Flitwick had told him that Dumbledore had made a visit to the adress "Private Drive 4". It hadn't clicked then, but now it did. That was where Petunia Dursley lived!

"You're not seriously thinking of leaving him here? Do you know how much Petunia hated Lily?! She would undoubtely take it out on Harry if she got that chance!" Severus hissed.

However, Dumbledore stayed firm to his descision and after a few heated words, Severus gave up.

"Alright then, but I will check up on him whenever I get the chance! And if I find he is treated badly, I WILL take him away from here, do you hear me?"

Dumbledore didn't argue with him and instead opted to put Harry down onto the ground, along with the letter he had written to Petunia and Vernon Dursley. McGonagall however, had finally worked up her courage to bite back at her colleague.

"What do you care? From what I recall, you always hated Potter, didn't you?" her eyes were narrowed and Severus couldn't help but shiver under her gaze, the same one that had been judging him during his school years. However, he did not waver.

"I couldn't care less about Potter!" he said with venom in his voice. "But Lily is another story. We were best friends, remember?"

McGonagall snorted.

"Yeah, very much so. You two rarely spoke after your 3rd year and even outright argued after your 5th!"

As soon as she said it, she regretted it. She looked back at Severus and saw him lose his confident posture. His shoulders sunk and his eyes lost their life. Had Lily really meant this much to him?

"I'm sorry, Severus. I didn't mean it." she said. It wasn't often Minerva McGonagall admitted she did something wrong, so when she did she was a little rusty.

"Of course you did. And I deserved it." Severus said before he turned his back to his older fellow Professor and disapeared in a puff of black smoke.

McGonagall stared at the spot where Severus had disapeared from, unsure of what had just happened. After a few seconds of staring, she turned to look at Dumbledore with confusion written all over her face. Dumbledore just shook his head. It wasn't his place to tell her why Severus had acted like he did. The young man would need to do that himself if he ever wanted to move on from here. And so, he just gave Minerva shrugg of his shoulder, before apparating away to talk to Severus about whatever he wanted to know. Seeing as they were the only ones left, Professor McGonagall and Hagrid soon got on their way too, joining in the partying where wizards and witches from all over the world raised their cups to salute "Harry Potter, the boy who lived!".

-:-:-:-

It had been a few months before Severus had gotten to see Harry since they left him on the Dursley's doorstep. He would have gone sooner, but he wanted to have Dumbledore with him to see what a bad descision it had been to leave Harry with his aunt and uncle. However, Dumbledore had been busy rebuilding the wizarding world and to be honest, so had Severus. While he was not as important a figure as Dumbledore, he did know a lot about the death eaters organisation and had been worked hard in the hunt to track down stray death eaters. When it had turned out that a group of death eaters had tortured Frank and Alice Longbottom into insanity, Severus had personally tracked down the Lestranges and Barty Crouch Jr. Frank had been one of the few Gryffindors, aside from Lily, that Severus had held any kind of respect for during their school years and Alice had been one of Lily's best friends. He felt he owed the Longbottom pair at least that much.

The duel between himself and Rodolphus and Bellatrix had been fierce and heavily loaded with emotions from both sides. The death eaters had been furious with him for turning his back on them and Severus had been furious that they had harmed Lily's best friend. Despite initially having been overwhelmed by the two, particularly Bellatrix, he had managed to turn it around by hitting Rodolphus right shoulder with Sectumsepra, severing the veins in it and forcing him to use his left arm for dueling, which as good as incapacitated him. This action also served to lift most suspiscions of Severus still being a death eater, as many people had thought.

When the time had come for him and Albus to finally see Harry, they had not gotten a pleasant welcoming. As soon as Vernon had spotted the two wizards outside his door, he had tried to shut it in their faces, to whic Severus had responded by blowing it to pieces, before stepping inside and hastily repairing it before any muggles noticed that the door was missing. When they had asked to see Harry, Vernon had started to roar at them that they had no right to demand things of him and that he would call the police. A few minutes and insults later, Petunia had reluctantly shown them Harry sleeping in the cupboard underneath the stairs. This, along with his already intense dislike of Petunia, had cause Severus to go through the roof. If Albus had not stopped him, then he was almost certain he would have killed the Dursley's then and there. He actually almost had the Killing Curse roll of his tongue but Dumbledore had silenced him before he got to shout it.

After forcing the Dursley's to arange for a better living arangement for Harry, Severus had reluctantly given them one last chance to keep Harry. And, to his great surprise, they had taken it. Well, at least Petunia had. She had began to give Harry real meals and she had managed to talk Vernon into giving Harry the leftover bedroom on the second floor. How she had done that, Severus didn't know but he was grateful that she had managed it. Slowly, his despise of Petunia Durlsey, that had lasted since they were both children, began to wear off as she showed signs of actually caring for Harry.

Severus visits began to become more prominent during the summers, as he was mostly occupied with his classes during the Hogwarts school year. When Harry was 5 years old, Severus had told him about his wizarding heritage and showed Harry the levitation spell as proof that magic existed. The boy had been stunned, but he soon got over it and began bombarding Severus with quesitons about the wizarding world. Whenever Severus visited, he always had a lot fo quesitons and they were always new ones. He really was a curious one, just like his mother. And so was the case even this sunny summer day, when Severus walked up the gravel walk to Private Drive number 4. He rang the bell and waited patiently until the door opened and Petunia stood in the doorway.

"Oh, it's you. Come in." she said simply.

Severus didn't argue with her on that and just stepped into the hall of the house. He heard the door close behind him and turned around to look questioningly and Petunia.

"He is in his room. He and Vernon had another argument this morning." she said.

Severus narrowed his eyes at this. Vernon still argued with Harry? It had not been easy to get the Dursley patriarcht to accept Harry into his house, and if it had not been for Petunia supporting Harry, Severus would have had gotten Harry out of her faster than Lucius Malfoy could say "mudblood". They had managed to get Vernon to agree with it, but his relationship with Petunia had been strained ever since and it was not unusual for him to argue with Harry about something, even if it was not magical.

"Don't worry. No blows were exchanged. They just shouted at each other. Something about Harry's father."

Severus nodded thoughtfully and left the hallway to climb the stairs. When he got onto the upper floor, he made his way to Harry's room and opened the door quietly. The room didn't contain much other than a desk by the window, a bed in the right corner and a wardrobe. On the bed sat a boy of around 7 of age with raven black, untidy hair. When he heard the door open and close, he growled.

"I'm not in the mood to talk, aunt Petunia."

Severus smirked. He remembered Lily behaving in a similar manner whenever she was annoyed with someone. Aside from the fact that he was as good as a carbon copy of his father, Harry really was more like his mother. Calm, thoughtful, curious and always striving to do better than he currently could. Sure, James had also been very levelheaded, but that drive usually only extended to his pranks.

"Well, I guess I'll be going then." Severus said, though he didn't move from the spot.

Upon hearing the voice of who had entered his room, Harry turned around. When he saw who it was, his face went form sulky to overjoyed in the space of a milisecond and he quickly bounced off the bed and made his way over to his "real" uncle.

"Uncle Sev!" he cried happily as he threw himself at Severus, who somehow managed to catch the young boy and remain standing. The first time Harry had done this, he had fallen to the ground in shock and disbelief but after a few times, he had gotten the hang of how to catch the young Potter. Over the years, Harry had kept surprising him, like the first time he ahd jumped on him when he came to visit or the first time he had called him his "Uncle Sev". While he didn't mind it, it still felt really weird.

"Hey there kid. How have you been?" he asked as he untied himself from the little boy's arms and moved over to sit at the bed.

Harry pouted slightly that he didn't get to hug his favourite uncle, but then again he had understood that Severus felt it weird. It had only taken him 3 times of attemtped escape from Severus's side for him to get it. When Severus was seated on the bed, Harry went over to the chair and sat down.

"Uncle Vernon is being mean again. He insulted daddy." he said as his face went back into the angry expression it had held before Severus had entered.

Severus sighed. Ever since Petunia and Severus had made clear to Vernon that insulting Lily was a bad idea, the overgrown plums had taken to badmouthing James instead in his attempts to get back at Harry for "invading their home illegally". While Severus still disliked James Potter, he had warmed up to the memory of Harry's dad a little since Dumbledore told him how many times James had put his life on the line during the war to protect his wife. This, in Severus mind, was enough to deserve s light redemption, but not a complete one. He was still James Potter after all.

"I see... and what did he say?"

And so, the two went into a discussion about if James Potter had been as bad a person as Vernon had made him out to be. As soon as Severus had assured Harry that his father had not been a criminal, alcoholic or drug dealer, all of which words Severus would like to punish Vernon for teaching Harry, they went into a talk about all stuff in the magical world that Harry wanted. When Severus mentioned that there had been a case of a youngster who had used accidental magic to get his family's living room sofa to "swallow" his father's boss when he had been over one day, Harry jumped up from his chair.

"Oh, right! Check this out, Uncle Sev!" he joyfully said before reaching out with his right hand towards his desk, where a book rested.

Looking at it, Severus saw that it was the copy of Hogwarts, A History that he had given Harry during his last visit. What happened next however, cause his eyes to widen and his mind to stop working for a second.

Slowly, the book started levitating off the desk. It followed exactly where Harry's hand was poining, showing that the boy had complete control over it. Severus just stared in awe as Harry levitated the book around the room before carefully putting it down on his desk again. Then, he turned towards Severus and grinned widely.

"See? Now I can make things fly too!" he said.

Snapping out of his stupor, Severus looked down to see Harry's smiling at him, obviously proud of his newfound powers. "And with every right in the world." Severus thought. For a youngster to be able to control his or her magic before getting proper schooling in the matter was extremely rare and had only happened 5 times in modern society, according to what he knew form the ministry's database, out of which 3 cases had been in the last century; Albus Dumbledore, Tom Marvolo Riddle and Lily Evans...

Speaking of which, he noticed that the latters son was waiting for some kind of reaction to his feat.

"That's really good Harry. But you know, you aren't supposed to be able to control your underage magic." he said with a smile. Harry however, looked confused.

"I'm not? But it just came to me!" he said, wondering if he had done something wrong.

Severus chuckled good heartedly at the boy.

"Don't worry. It is not unheard of, just very unusual. So unusual in fact, that the last reported case where an underage witch or wizard could control their magic before attending school was your mother." he said with a smile.

Harry eyes widened with awe at this. It had come to him so naturally so he had thought that all wizarding children could do that.

Seeing that the young Potter hier did not quite understand how unusual that really was, Severus set into explaining what would usually happen for wizards children and muggleborns before they went to Hogwarts. The more Harry learned about it, the more awed he got and the more he understood just how unique his ability was. When Severus began explaining that wizards usually required a wand to perform any magic at will, Harry wanted to know who he knew who could do magic without wands. The answer got him grinning.

"So I'm technically as good as Professor Dumbledore?" he asked, though he knew all too well that he wasn't. The world's current most powerful wizard had visited him once or twice during his childhood so far and had become slightly like a grandfatherly figure to him, even though he rarely saw him.

"Don't get ahead of yourself, kid. You got ways to go before you even catch up to me." Severus said as he grinned at his young friend.

"Although," he thought, "there is no doubt that you will surpass me one day, or perhaps even Albus one day. Albus himself belives you can and if this early development is any indicator, you might just become stronger than even the Dark Lord was." He just hoped that Harry would follow his own and Dumbledore's example, rather than Riddle's.

-:-:-:-

The day before Harry's 11th birthday, Severus was called to Professor Dumbledore's office. As he walked through the castle corridors, he could not help but think how much had changed during the years since the Potters death. The wizarding society was now almost completely restored to its former state before the Wizarding World War and his own life had changed drastically. Never in a life time had he imagined himself as the "uncle" of James Potter's son. But then again, Harry was a lot more like his mother than his father in terms of behvaiour and personality. The suspicion about himself being a death eater had also disapeared over the years as he had helped hunting down important members of Voldemort's organisation. Even though it was frustrating to see people he could confirm as death eaters, such as Lucius Malfoy, slither away like the snakes they were and not facing punishment, he knew he could do little about that as long as he didn't have proof.

When it came to his teaching, he had worked here for almost 12 years now. During his 3rd year, he had been offered to become the head of the Slytherin house but had declined as he did not want to involve himself with that house if he could avoid it. The position had instead gone to Professor Sinistra who taught Astronomy. As the years passed, he had began wondering where Harry would be placed but if he had to guess, he would put all his money on Gryffindor. The kid was his parent's son after all.

When he reached the Gargoyle statue, he simply said "Sugar Canes" and the statue began to rotate and swirl upwards to form the stairs that led to Dumbledore's office. He had been here many times over the years. When he had apparated back to Hogwarts that night, after James and Lily's deaths and his disagreement with Minerva, Dumbledore had followed him and taken him to his office to talk. When he had managed to calm down, Dumbledore had said that he wanted to start mentoring Severus personally so that, when the time came, Severus could pass his knowledge on to Harry if it turned out that Dumbledore for some reason had passed on. Though reluctant at first, Severus had began learning from Albus and after some time, he found that he had actually gotten to use all of the things he learned in one way or another during the death eater hunt.

Now, as he reached the door to Dumbledore's office, he had a pretty good idea of what this was about. As he heard the muffled voice inside the office tell him to enter, he opened the door and stepped in.

"Ah Severus, you got my message. Sit down." he said and motion to a chair just in front of the office desk he himself was sitting behind. Severus did not object and did as he was told.

"Now then, I believe you are going to visit Harry on his 11th birthday tomorrow, right?" Dumbledore stated more than asked. Severus knew that Dumbledore knew all too well that he was going to visit Harry tomorrow, but asked nonetheless just to be polite.

"That is my plan." Severus said.

Dumbledore chuckled at the man's simpleness.

"Then I hope you won't mind to deliver this, do you?" he said and handed Severus an envelope that said:

Mr H. Potter

The first bedroom on the second floor

Private Drive 4

Little Whinghing

Surrey

Severus just smiled. Harry was finally getting his Hogwarts letter. Over the years, Harry's magical abilities had increased and he could now even levitate his own wardrobe, though Severus had tried to keep him from doing that as he had yet to learn how to put it back down without making any noise. About a year ago, he had also managed to somehow set his desk on fire, which however, he had not been able to control.

"And when you have done that, would you be so kind as to take Harry with you to Diagon Alley? He will need to do his pre-school shopping." Dumbledore went on.

Severus scowled at the headmaster's choice of words. Even though he had been a so called "nice guy" for several years now, he still felt weird and slightly uncomfortable when someone called him kind. Dumbledore knew this of course, and Severus had a nagging feeling that was exactly why he always called him that whenever he got the chance.

"Harry's going to be delighted. He have been bugging me to take him there for ages." Severus said.

Dumbledore just chuckled and moved on to talk about how Harry had been doing lately. The closer to Harry's time to return to the wizarding world came, the more time ahd Dumbledore been able to take off to spend some time with Harry. He had been able to visit him quite a few times during these last 2 years. But this summer, he had been very busy as all the people who knew how to count reconned that the famous Harry Potter would come to Hogwarts this year and Dumbledore had been forced to shake of the press everytime he went to see Harry.

"By the way, he still doesn't know he is famous, right?" Dumbledore mentioned, just as the conversation was coming to an end.

Severus stopped to think for a few seconds. He and Harry had been talking about a lot of things this last summer, so he had to think twice before he was sure he had not told the boy about his fame.

"No he doesn't. I should probably mention that to him before we go shopping." Severus said, before the two wizards took their farewells and he stood up to leave.

Once he was out of the office, Severus thought about how things would, once again take a drastic change in his life. He had had a lot of those during these years since he left the death eaters and to be honest, most of them had been for the better. He just hoped that this coming change would not be one of those few that went for the worse. However, he couldn't help to feel a least a little bit excited for tomorrow and it wasn't only because the boy who had become almost like a real nephew to him were going to come to Hogwarts. No, this wasn't just any nephew, but a nephew who was world famous for something he didn't even know of. Tomorrow would be written down in history books for all eternity in magical society. Tomorrow, Harry James Potter, the Boy who Lived, would return to his home in the magical world!

A/N: So there you got the first chapter. It's not very long but it mainly gives an overview of Harry's life before Hogwarts. As we all know, the interesting stuff starts after he enters Hogwarts. Now to make this clear: This story will differ a lot from canon in some places and less in other places. It's not impossible that you might find a little page from the book here and there, but since I read all the books in swedish I doubt it will be exactly the same. You know how translations are, sometimes they come up with entirely new sentences that aren't in the original and sometimes they leave half a page out. I swear, those translators only run the original book through Google Translate and claim credit for it. It's almost as bad as Gilderoy Lockhart! XD

Now, I realize that this in itself is not much to go on for a story yet, but please bear with me and come back to read the next chapter. If you think I've done a good start here, then please review so I know someone likes me (or at least my writing).

Now about the chapters... I am still working on my digimon fanfic (call me a kid if you wish but its my childhood :D), but I will keep working on this as much as I can, when I don't have school and stuff to do. If a lot of people review, this story will recieve priority and get its updates quicker. I am also sticking to a policy that I will not write less than at the very least 6000 words per chapter, though I should say that includes my author notes...

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