TITLE: Sprung From My Only Hate (2?)

AUTHOR: LilySleeper

PAIRING: Harry/OC

DISCLAIMER: Yeah, definitely not my characters. Or setting. My plot,

though!

RATING: PG

SUMMARY: My only love sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown, and known too late! Prodigious birth of love it is to me, that I must love a loathed enemy.

SPOILERS: All HP books including OoTP

CATEGORY: Romance

AUTHOR NOTES: Hey, ya'll. I'm doing a bit of an over haul on this story and will be replacing it bit by bit and definately adding new chapters sometime next week. Basically, the biggest change is Kayden to Keiran. Don't ask why, I just started to hate the name Kayden.

Harry was sitting in the Great Hall across from Hermione when he saw Professor McGonagal make her way to the front of the school where the sorting hat was sitting on its usual 3-legged stool. Keiran was close behind her, the both of them followed by the usual group of slightly ill looking first years.

" The sorting will start off with a new 7th year who is joining us this term. I'm sure he will receive a warm welcome from you all."

"Snape, Keiran"

"Snape!" Harry stared at Keiran open mouthed.

"Harry, do you know that boy?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah, I met him on the train."

"Do you really think he's related to Snape?"

"I don't know, I guess so, it's not a really common name, but..."

"But what?"

"That's not right... I mean..."

"What are you blabbing on about, Harry?"

Harry sighed. Maybe that was who Keiran reminded him of. No, the only thing Keiran's looks had in common with the potions master's was his black hair.

"Well, I thought he reminded me of someone, but it's definitely not Snape."

Harry had been so lost in confusion that he didn't notice when the sorting hat was placed on Keiran's head and only looked up at the boy when he heard a shout of "GRYFFINDOR!" ring throughout the hall.

Thunderous applause broke out at the Gryffindor table and Harry just barely heard Hermione say with a wide grin "Well, he can't have too much in common with Snape, then, can he?"

Harry chanced a glance up at Professor Snape who was looking more murderous than usual. He wasn't the only one who noticed.

" Hey, look at Snape!" Harry heard Seamus say. " Can't believe we stole one of his own out from under his nose. How do you reckon they're related, Harry?"

"No idea." Harry said, only half listening to Seamus. His eyes were following the blue eyed boy in his walk to the Gryffindor table and couldn't help but notice that Keiran seemed to be avoiding looking at him.

" Hey, Keiran!" Harry exclaimed as the boy passed him. "Keiran!"

Finally Keiran turned to look Harry in the face and for the second time Harry saw an unmistakable blush break out on his cheeks.

"Come sit over here." Harry said, gesturing to an empty seat next to him.

"You sure?"

"Of course! Why not?"

Keiran sighed as if dealing with someone who wasn't grasping an abysmally simple concept.

"Harry, I know my uncle's reputation wherever he works so..."

"Your uncle?" Hermione exclaimed, having been watching the two boys as avidly as Harry had watched Keiran. "I didn't even know Professor Snape had any siblings."

"Yeah, his sister was my mum."

"That's right! You told me on the train you came to Hogwarts to be nearer to your uncle."

Keiran looked confused. "You don't mind?"

"About what?"

"That your evil potions professor is my uncle. You're still willing to associate with me?" Keiran's amused grin was back in place.

"Of course. I don't hold peoples relatives against them. You should meet my uncle." He rolled his eyes and gave Keiran a sympathetic smile. "At least you weren't raised by Snape."

Keiran shuddered. "Raised by Uncle Sev? It was bad enough seeing him at Christmas!"

Seamus, who along with Hermione had been studying the exchange suddenly snorted. "Uncle Sev? Hell, I can't wait to hear you call him that to his face. Better yet, call him that in class." Everyone within hearing distance broke into laughter.

Harry glanced over to the Slytherin table. "I bet he's furious you're not in his house."

Keiran laughed. "Me and Uncle Sev have never really seen, well... eye to eye. He's probably thinking I'm an embarrassment. Not that he hasn't always thought that."

Harry was only half listening to Keiran. Almost directly across the great hall from himself, Harry had seen a familiar blond Slytherin looking nearly as furious as Snape was. When he caught Harry staring, Malfoy lifted a thin blond eyebrow away from his silver gray eye in a look of slight confusion and amusement. Harry's head whipped around to look at Keiran whose face held a nearly identical look.

Harry gasped. The pale, pointed face, raised eyebrow, amused smirk...

"Malfoy!" Harry breathed out.

"What?" Keiran's eyes snapped open in shock and he nearly choked on his pumpkin juice.

Harry quickly recovered from his shock. No, it couldn't be. He mentally shook himself and regained his smile.

" Oh, nothing, I was just miles away for a moment. Come on, I'll show you to the room."

Keiran also lost the shocked expression and smiled wickedly at Harry. "Can't even wait until dinner's over to get me alone?"

Harry flushed. " I mean our room, as in our dorm. Which I might add" Harry lowered his voice, leaned over the table and whispered in the other boy's ear, "we share, with three other exceedingly heterosexual males who don't yet know I'm gay."

Keiran's eyes widened. "You don't mean to tell me that not only is the savior of the wizarding world, the defeater of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, gay, but he's also still in the broom closet?" Keiran grinned "What about all this Gryffindor courage I've heard tell of?"

"Well, my first attempts at coming out didn't work very well." Harry whispered bitterly, thinking of Ron. " I've got myself a comfy little closet now and I'm not quite ready to leave it." Harry scowled. "This conversation is unpleasant and now everyone is leaving anyway. I'll show you to the dorm."

"Umm, I'll find my way in a half-hour or so. I'm going to visit my uncle for a bit. See you later?"

Harry frowned. "I thought you said you didn't get along with Snape? Whatever, I'll see you later."

The two boys left the Great Hall and Keiran headed quickly toward the labyrinth-like dungeons. He was fairly lost when he finally realized he hadn't had the foggiest idea of where his uncles office was located when he had started out from the great hall. Then he heard a drawling voice behind him.

" If it isn't Keiran Snape. And what is the newest addition to Gryffindor doing in this part of the castle?" Malfoy sneered as Keiran turned to face him. "Visiting family, I suppose?"

"What's it to you, Malfoy?" Keiran said with a sneer that rivaled Draco's.

The blond boy smirked. "Tsk, Tsk. Is that any way to greet your favorite brother?"