Disclaimers: JKR still owns it all. I write AU/OOC...if you want canon you picked the wrong story.
THE SEVENTH SON OF A SEVENTH SON...maybe that's why you're such a strange and special one... (Sheena Easton song)
Disclaimers: Delusions don't count…she still owns it all.
Chapter 2: You can't even love yourself
Severus soon found that Voldemort had no desire what-so-ever to claim Harry James Potter as his son and heir. Harry might have been just a toddler when he accidentally did wandless magic and destroyed his mother's physical body, but he was being held responsible for the act. Therefore it gave Snape a great deal of perverse pleasure in thwarting the older man's attempts to rid the world of the obnoxious boy simply because he thought Voldemort's attitude was ridiculous… Besides, now that he knew the child was his son and only had the appearance of James 'Dippy Dork' Potter, Severus found several things pleasing about him. The same could not be said for a few of his other sons. cough***Percy and Ronald***cough...
He simply did not have enough information to work with. Having seven children was not common in the wizarding world. Most famlies stopped with three or four at the most simply because most magical folks were greedy, self-centered, egotistical pricks (and that was the nice ones). Having to spend time, effort, and/or money on something other than ones self was relatively unheard of. But, a lack of knowledge never kept Severus Tobias Snape down; he would learn what he neede to.
The first thing Sevvy did was make Voldie angry enough to reveal a few clues regarding his reasoning behind creating the boy. The key phrase there seemed to be the fact that Harry was the Seventh Son of a Seventh Son. There would need to be some magical research done on his part since Snape was not aware of any benefits, magical or otherwise, beyond learning from six older siblings who were all intent on hexing his bits off… and tearing holes in clothes before they passed them on to him. Being the first Seventh Son had not been a pleasant experience; especially after his older siblings left home and/or were killed for not leaving quickly enough.
After changing the subject then listening to Voldie rant for another hour on the quality of Death Eaters, he finally escaped to Malfoy Manor, where he had to shag Narcissa because she needed the exercise (and really it was no great hardship). After that he was free to use the Library for a bit of research.
Severus was exhausted by the time he got to the last few books that the Library reference book said contained the phrase he was seeking information on: The first was a book with the improbably title of The Seventh Son. (See footnote 1.)
It gave some information about a seventh son who was born while all his six brothers still lived. "Such a birth is a powerful magic; such a boy is destined to become something great- perhaps even a Maker. But no Maker has been born for many a century, and there is no lore to tell how the Maker's knack works."
Severus snarled, "Fuck! Most of this stuff is so useless. I suppose I am going to have to goad him into telling me what I want to know." He rubbed his temple and contemplated that scenario. It usually involved him having to bed the creepy creature…it was bad enough the first time around, but now that he had been reincarnated and was so bony and snake-like. "Eugh!" did not go far enough to describe Snape's aversion to shagging the green tinged scaly creep. Molly Prewett Weasley was a much better bed partner; she was soft in all the right places, talented beyond all belief, and always happy to conceive beautiful babies…
"OK, last book and then I suppose I shall have to go thank Narcissa for letting me use the Library." He mumbled. Reaching for the book, he also had the thought, 'I should call a house elf for a light snack. If Lucius is home I shall not get away from the Manor without shagging both of them at least half a dozen times. He wondered sometimes why the Malfoys kept the damn house elves when they knew that the creatures dosed their food with aphrodisiacs…it probably had something to do with one of the Malfoy legends regarding meeting the requirements for time, place, and sheer number of shaggings required to produce another child.
The book Severus picked up was really old and written in an earlier form of what would later become the Welsh Dialect. It was so old and fragile that it could have possibly been written when the Druids still worshipped on the Island. The title roughly translated into Tales of Magic: From Womb to Tomb. He quickly thumbed to the page bearing the heading: 'Overview of the Legend and Mythology of the Seventh Son'.
Severus learned that the legend of the Seventh Son predated the King James Bible which mentioned Seventh Son in several places, and the legend actually went back to the dawn of magic…
The Legend states the 'Seventh Son of a Seventh Son' is the unborn one in the poetic sense, 'He' being preordained by his birthright too be a 'Maker of Things' endowed with gifts of 'second sight', 'predicting the future', 'healer', 'lucky', and a 'devil may care attitude'. The seventh son was also referred to as the 'Divine One' or the 'Chosen One'; who has a 'special purpose in life' for the 'Lord of Hosts' who is also cursed by the good and evil forces battling for his eternal soul. (See footnote 2.)
To paraphrase the rest of the information: A seventh Son was all-knowing and was credited with all major advances and set-backs accorded to civilization. Severus snapped the book shut and rubbed his tired eyes before looking out the window at the rising sun.
He had a place to start when working with the son whom he had just been informed of. He knew it was bad form to leave the Manor without excusing himself to his hosts, but Severus was determined to get back to Hogwarts and talk to Harry before the shadows grew long in the west…
He took with him a copy of the Legend, and quickly made his way to the fireplace. Before going, he summoned a house elf and had it report back to its master that he had found a bit of information and would like to speak to him regarding it later that evening.
Footnotes:
http/ The Seventh Son by Orson Scott Card copyright 1987.
http/ Information article: Seventh Son