A.N: Here we are, a new chapter. I have considered what my reviewers said and have decided that this will be continued.

P.S Harry Potter isn't mine, it's J.K.R's.

"You must be bloody joking!" Jamie said once his voice came back to him. "There is no way that twat can possibly –"

"'That twat', as you put it, is your father and he deserves your respect. And I think that we'll need to talk about your language, young man!"

His mother frowned at him but Jamie took no notice. He was surprised at how calm he was. Usually when he found out about something that had been hidden from him, (like the time that his cousin Rose nicked his broomstick, transfigured it into a toy pony and then tried to tell him that she didn't know it was his) Jamie would blow up and shout at everyone and most often break things. This time, however, he didn't. Jamie didn't raise his voice, he didn't start towards the nearest breakable object, he merely stood between his mother and the Headmaster and asked one simple question; "How?"

Ginny suddenly went pale and sat down. Quite softly she said; "I need a firewhisky."

Snape's eyebrows rose, however he poured a glass of firewhisky and sat it on the desk in front of Ginny. Jamie's eyes followed every move Snape made. He wasn't ready to believe that the Headmaster was his father.

"Are you sure you want to hear this? Maybe if we wait awhile, you have had a few shocks already tonight, and on top of that you're injured. Yes, not a good idea –"

"Shut up Ginevra." Snape said, almost gently, and then added in a harsher tone; "Don't molly-coddle the boy." He turned to face Jamie, who was mentally applauding his headmaster for doing one thing that many feared, telling his mother to 'shut up'. "Sit down. You will hear this on one proviso; that you do not interrupt."

Eager, Jamie sat in the chair next to his mother, careful not to agitate any of his burns. He knew that if anyone would tell him what he needed to know, it was the man in front of him.

"Fifteen years ago, the Second War began. The Dark Lord made his public appearance, confirming that he was, as Harry Potter had been saying, back. People were disappearing and turning up days, even weeks later, dead. The Dark Lord was doing what he could to weaken "The-Boy-Who-Lived" but it was clear that he wasn't doing enough. Then when Potter and his to best friends Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley vanished, he formed a plan. The one thing left that was close to Potter, important to him, that was still vulnerable was your mother. He had some of his Death Eaters kidnap her as she was boarding the Hogwarts Express on her way to home for the Christmas holidays. As you can imagine, the news that the youngest Weasley never made it home spread quickly and soon found its way to Potter's ears."

Jamie didn't quite know what some of the terms Snape was using were, but he didn't interrupt in case the Headmaster stuck true to his word and refused to say anymore. Beside him he could hear his mother muttering: "I don't like being referred to as a thing." and other rude remarks.

"Ginevra was held for months by the Dark Lord and he often let his cronies "play" with her. He began to get impatient; however, that Potter wasn't showing himself. So he decided to go a little bit further. The Dark Lord decided to kill Ginevra, and he planned to send her body home to her parents, bit by bit. I could not let this happen, so I offered up a suggestion. "What would be more painful for Potter; a dead girl? Or his fiancée being ruined by a Death Eater and made to carry a Death Eater child?" Thankfully, the Dark Lord liked my idea and chose it over killing her. The other Death Eaters, however, were not happy. They were hoping that perhaps they could 'accidently' kill her while raping her. It seemed that the Dark Lord realised this and so he gave her to me. There was no worry of me killing her, but the Dark Lord wanted to make sure that Ginevra conceived a child. Seeing as he didn't really trust anyone other than himself, I was made to rape your mother in his presence. After that I took her to my rooms here in the castle and tended to her wounds. I would not give her back to her family unhealthy."

Jamie was stunned. That people could really think of doing that to someone, an innocent girl at that was shocking. He was disgusted at what these 'death eaters' put his mother through and felt a strong urge to avenge his mother and all that she had lost because of them.

"It was two or three months after that that I saw my family again. Seven months in total since I was kidnapped." Ginny took up telling the story. "Harry had been at headquarters for six weeks and getting thoroughly annoyed at the lack of rescue plans when they received word from Severus that I was safe. He explained to them the situation and told them that as soon as I was healthy enough, he would bring me to them.

"The school year had ended and it was the beginning of summer when we made our way to headquarters. Harry asked me to marry him on the first night back and the very next day the ceremony took place. Harry wanted to adopt the child, you. He said that he still loved me and that we could raise the child together, that he would love you as his own and that after the war, we could give you brothers and sisters. He also wanted to throw in Voldemort's face that his plan had backfired. The world would only know that during the war, Harry and I had secretly gotten married and were expecting a child, not that due to being captured and raped I was carrying a Death Eater's child.

"I didn't go back to school after that. Professor McGonagall sent me the work and I passed my N.E.W.T's that way. It was not long after New Years that the Final Battle took place. Harry and Voldemort duelled on the grounds of Hogwarts surrounded by a giant circle of the remaining followers for light and dark. I wasn't there. I was in the Hospital wing helping with the injured, but we could just see the battle ground from the window. One curse and they were both gone forever.

"It was both a happy and sorrow filled time. Many people grieving over lost loved ones while celebrating the end of Voldemort's reign. When it came time for you to be born, people around me were panicking. In believing that you were Harry's child, they all were of the opinion that I was going into a premature labour. Only four people, not including myself ever knew the truth. Your Nan, Pop and Severus were the only living people who knew, so my dear mum put out the story that the early labour was due to my grieving over Harry's death."

The room was silent. Jamie was unsure how to react to all the information he had just been given. They were only kids at the time, he thought how could anyone let that happen? Mum and Dad were both s'posed to be in school. No, not 'dad'. Mum and Harry. He added bitterly as an afterthought.

"James? Are you ok?" Ginny asked softly, her concern evident on her face. Snape opened his mouth to say something, but Jamie spoke first.

"Did he adopt me?"

"What?" Ginny asked confused.

"Did he actually adopt me?" Jamie repeated, his voice void of emotion.

"What...Harry? I...well...no –"

"No?" he cut off his mother's ramblings.

"The child must be born for the adoption to take place." Snape said firmly, no doubt pleased that Harry Potter was not the father of his son.

"In that case, I don't want his name."

Ginny's face paled but quickly went red. "What?" She said again, Jamie thought she was starting to sound like a broken record.

"You heard me Mum. I don't want his name." With that, Jamie stood up and walked over to the door. He opened it, but stopped and turned around. "Goodnight Mum, Professor." Ginny, sat staring and mumbled something under her breath. Snape looked Jamie in the eyes.

"Goodnight Mr. Snape."

Jamie gave a jerky nod to the headmaster before leaving the room. He slowly and carefully made his way to Gryffindor tower, wondering if Ben would be waiting up for him.