Author Note: This is my first fanfiction so please tell me what you think
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor do I make any money off of it.

My Happily Ever After

Prologue

Once upon a time, there was a boy….. Wait a minute; this is supposed to be a modern fairy tale… Well, not a fairy tale exactly but pretty close.

You guys know the story "Cinderella", right? Well, I guess you could say that this story is a lot like hers. Only this "Cinderella" is a boy… That's right, and his Prince Charming is just that. When I say Prince, I mean it, he's a guy. Sooo, if you were expecting Princess Charming, this story isn't for you, get out, vamoose, and scram.

Anyway, my name is Bijou, however that's not important. Well, not until a little later. Now, this story is about my Darling old Grump, Severus Snape (Prince by the people who've known him since he was born) and Sweet wonderful Darling Harry Potter (really, such a sweetheart).

Well, young Harry's parents' lives were cut short when they died in a tragic accident, you see, the two were driving to the country-side to visit Harry's God-fathers, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin (both couples were school-mates and were all very close), well it was an accident to the public. You see, the Potter family was very wealthy and wealthy people often make enemies.

What actually happened was Pettigrew; he also went to school with the two couples. Since it's been made clear that the Potter family was fabulously wealthy, let's make it clear that so was the Black family. Anyhow, Pettigrew had always been jealous because all four were wonderfully smart even if Sirius Black and James Potter were always goofing off (Lily and Remus were the sensible ones); they were all impossibly gorgeous; and all of them were very popular.

Not at all like poor Peter Pettigrew; he was clumsy, wasn't that great to look at (rude but very true), and not all that great when it came to the intelligence department. You see, he was very jealous of Prongs, Padfoot, and Moony (James and Sirius were shifters and Remus was a werewolf) because of their looks and intelligence. Lily was a bit of a different matter, you see, no one could figure out why he disliked her, especially when she was so kind to everyone.

Now, Severus was Lily's best friend, in fact Lily was Severus's only friend with the exception of Lucius Malfoy (but he was a bit older). Of course, that served to make James very jealous of Severus even though he merely thought of Lily as a very dear and precious friend, and dare he say, a sister. James, however didn't believe that and always made fun of and embarrassed Severus all the time. Lily didn't really like that and told James repeatedly to leave Severus alone but by the time he finally stopped and tried to make amends, Severus had already begin to hate him, of course he tolerated James and his friends only because of Lily.

Of course, there were many people who were quite jealous of the five teenagers. They all had something that personified them and who they were.

Now, that day when James and Lily were killed was a horrible day indeed. Of course, the police had caught and arrested Pettigrew but the damage was done. You see, James and Lily had unfortunately not made a will, so custody of baby Harry went to Lily's only living relative; her sister along with her family.

And sadly, they were not as kind as Lily was. If you're wondering why Sirius and Remus couldn't take baby Harry, it's because of one simple thing. The person handling the custody case said that Harry would be better off living with a normal non-magic family that was also not gay. Yes, the person was a freaking moron. That idiot left Harry with an abusive family and Remus and Sirius were left behind, heartbroken.

Sadly, no matter what Remus and Sirius did, they could not gain custody of Harry. Though, as it stands, he still grew up sweet and kind, he refused to bow to the Dursley's abuse and instead put on a smile and locked away the pain. Waiting but never hoping for a Prince Charming to save him. Even through all the abuse and pain he still grew up kind and selfless, smart and sweet, and he always tried to protect those weaker that others because he wished to save them from the very pain he felt daily. Yes, he truly is a sweetheart.

Thankfully, it seems the Gods were smiling upon him when he became eleven. That's when he met Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley and his clan of a family. They welcomed him with open arms and the first time since he had last seen his parents, he could truly smile once again.

Hermione and Ron knew of the abuse but Harry had begged them not to tell because he knew that no matter what anyone tried to do, he would forever have to stay with them until he was seventeen. They were understandably reluctant to do as he asked but they did so anyways to at least try to protect him from even more of the abuse if they told. And they always did whatever they could to help ease the pain. Like giving him warm clothing during the winter and cool clothing during the summer, and they'd always have food for him and little gifts during the holidays.

You see, before those two Harry had not known kindness from anyone except for brief recollections of his parents and two Godfathers. Even though he grew up without it, he still had more than any other. And with the meeting of those two, his very small, pain-riddled world began to expand. He began to have fun and the pain within his pure heart receded just a little and it became just a tad bit more easy to accept if he could only keep meeting his two dearest friends…