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Chapter 1: Expect the Unexpected...

Harry had given up on his potions essay when he realized what time is was. 7:55pm... He had 5 minutes to be to his detention on time, or Snape was going to let him have it. Crap. Why hadn't he set his stupid watch to go off earlier! Oh well, he could probably make it to the potions classroom in time... If he didn't trip and break his leg or neck on the way... 'At least I'll get out of detention for awhile,' he thought wryly, 'then again, Snape will probably think that I did it on purpose, if not to get out of detention, but for attention.'

Harry hated when everyone paid attention to him, especially when he was injured or emotionally hurt... Other that any plights of his, everyone almost seemed to ignore him. Harry preferred those times more often than people around him realized. He made it to the classroom door just as his watch switched to 8pm, and quickly knocked on the door three times. Harry was breathing quite heavily when he heard Snape say "enter".

"Well Mr. Potter, I see that you just had to be dramatic and wait for the last second. Almost as if you were trying to insult me by showing me no respect. Ten points from Gryffindor." Snape snapped as soon as Harry shut the door. "And learn to show people more respect in the future."

He said the last part more quietly as he locked and warded the door. Then he turned swiftly, pointed his wand at Harry, and said, "legilimate." Harry was suddenly back at the Department of Mysteries, in a battle against all the Death Eaters, with all of his friends from the D. A. and some of the order members, but again, he was paralyzed as he was forced to watch as Sirius fell behind The Veil to his death, knowing he could have stopped it if only...

He was suddenly jerked back to the potions classroom by Snape snapping sharply at him. "I thought you would have learned something over the end of last school year, Potter," he said Harry's name with a sneer, "about occlumency and how to prevent others from entering your, even as small and simple as it is, mind."

Harry knew that Snape was just trying to goad him, and damn it if it wasn't working, especially today, when he was already feeling like a total jackass. He was well aware of the fact that because he couldn't control his own mind, Voldemort had been able to plant the thought that Sirius was in danger, knowing that it would get Harry to where he wanted him... But damn it all to hell, Snape didn't have to point it out!

"YOU," Harry yelled, "ARE A TOTAL ASS!" He turned on his heel, unlocked and opened the door, and stormed off. But not before he slammed the door behind him on Snape demanding he stay exactly where he was. Or at least that's what Harry thought he was trying to yell back at him.

He started running, as fast as he could, trying to put as much distance between him and The Stupidest Git In The Universe, as quick as he could. He didn't realize it, but his running, then subsequent wandering, had brought him to the headmasters office.

Maybe he should tell Professor Dumbledore how Snape was treating him... Then again, it might be considered whining. On another hand, nobody had told him anything about his occlumency lessons being resumed, so what was Harry supposed to think? Maybe it was a test to see if he had learned when to ask for help. The again, maybe Snape really was working for the bad guys? Oh, what was a person to do?

Suddenly, he heard footsteps approaching. He couldn't yet hear voices, so he quickly found a convenient hiding spot, to wait and see who was coming. Soon enough, he could hear Professor Dumbledore's voice, quietly floating down the hallway, so quiet, Harry couldn't even hear what he was saying.

He then heard Snape's sharp reply, and Harry's heart sank. "I'm telling you Albus, the boy is a lost hope. I just can't teach him occlumency. Your going to have to find someone else who will mollycoddle the boy, because I won't. He doesn't seem to learn any other way, even according to his teachers," he said the last part almost happily.

"I don't see why you hate Harry so much, Severus, he really is nothing like his father, James," Dumbledore replied sadly, "he's more like you than you care to admit. That's why I think your so angry at him, because he's nothing like James, and that means that you can't continue your 'rivalry' with him." Dumbledore's tone meant he didn't want any arguing, but Snape just seemed to ignore him, like he usually did to everyone else but Dumbledore.

"He's exactly like James Potter," Snape said his name with so much distaste and venom, that Harry had to wonder what really happened to cause him and his dad to be at such a war with each other. "Fame, quidditch, wealth, a good respected well-known name, and more importantly, he stole Lilly from me!" Snape finished dejectedly.

"But yet, that has nothing to do with Harry as a person." Dumbledore replied, as if Snape hadn't just said one of the most outrageous things on all of Earth that Harry had just heard him say. "Harry has never gone out of his way to harm you, until you started being unfair to him," Dumbledore cut Snape off as he opened his mouth to say something, "also, he doesn't break rules for no reason like James did. In Harry's mind, he has a legilimate reason to break rules, usually to try and help someone else, unlike James, who only ever thought of himself. That's another thing. Harry only ever thinks of others, never about himself, which can be very detrimental to a young boy his age."

Dumbledore added the last part more as an afterthought, almost as if he knew that Harry was hiding and listening in on the conversation, even though he shouldn't be eavesdropping. Knowing Dumbledore though, he did know that Harry was there, and he wanted him to hear this particular conversation. Snape just stood there, thinking of any more reasons he could fault Harry and continue to bully him for being James' son.

"He's still just as arrogant and prideful, just like his father," Snape finally spoke after a moment's contemplation. "And it will ruin him just the same as it did his father. And Lilly." He added sadly. Harry was beginning to think that Snape was really only mad at his dad for not protecting his mom, and subsequently getting her killed, as it seemed that Snape loved, even still loves, Lilly Evans. And Harry was somewhat beginning to feel a sort of understanding about how he became so bitter. And how he became the sour man that he was today.

"And now every time I look at that brat, I see the face of his father, with Lilly's eye's glaring at me so spitefully and hatefully. It's almost too much to bear. It's like I'm looking at her soul through those eye's, and she's judging me, hating me, loathing me. Why does it have to hurt so much, Albus?" Snape sounded as if he were almost hysterical and about to start weeping to Harry. "It's not fair." He whispered quietly, more to himself than to Dumbledore.

"Severus..." Dumbledore seemed at a loss for words, which Harry found very unusual. Dumbledore was almost never at a loss for words for anything. Harry continued listening in intrigued silence. "I believe that there is something that you must know." He paused for a moment. "Harry should hear this as well-" Snape cut him off, "there is no reason he needs to hear anything! This is my personal business!"

Dumbledore let him finish his say, again, before continuing like nothing happened. "Harry has a fight to hear what I have to say." Dumbledore stressed. "Harry," was all he said. Snape looked at Dumbledore as if he were crazy, when Harry quietly stepped out from where he was hiding.

Snape gawked for a few minutes, processing the fact that for the second time in one day the blasted brat had been eavesdropping on him. And this time Dumbledore knew about it and had LET him. Snape grew too angry for words. Harry could see by the vein on his forehead that he was using most, if not all of his restraint, to not strangle him where he stood, sheepishly staring at the ground as if he didn't do anything wrong. It just made Snape want to kill him even more.

"Come now Severus, Harry. I need to speak with the two of you in my office," Dumbledore stated as if he were just beginning a new conversation, and Harry hadn't heard anything. It infuriated Snape even more. He was beginning to go red in the face, and Harry was beginning to wonder if he was going to pop a vein or something similar.

The three of them began their accent up the spiral stairs, Dumbledore leading the way slowly, almost as if he didn't want to reach the top of the stairs, and the door to his office. When they finally did, he gestured them in, locked and warded the doors behind him, and strode behind his desk and took a seat.

"You may as well sit," he said, gesturing to the overly over-stuffed easy-chairs. Snape eyed a chair a moment before transfiguring it into something firmer to sit on. He really did not feel like relaxing at the moment, not when he felt like he wanted to kill the brat just taking a seat next to him. Harry obviously did not feel the same, as he sat down next to Snape, obviously not feeling threatened in any way, and accepting a proffered lemon drop from Dumbledore. Snape declined. He honestly didn't know why Dumbledore kept offering when Snape had never once accepted in the entire time that he had know Dumbledore.

"Now," he began, "you both might not believe me or what I'm about to tell you, but, well, here goes nothing. In for a penny, in for a pound, as they say." Harry knew that Dumbledore was just stalling now, and he was getting anxious to know what Dumbledore was having a problem saying. "Harry," he continued in a toneless voice, "Severus Snape is your true, biological father."

'Well,' Harry thought to himself, 'as they say, expect the unexpected.'

A/N: DUM DUM DUM! What is Harry going to do? How will Snape react? Has Dumbledore just gone crazy? Stay tuned folks, for my next exciting chapter!

P.S.: This chapter might not be too long... I probably wont be doing long chapters... I'm not sure yet, but if I do, I'll probably do more chapters that if I do long chapters, and only do a few. We'll see... Later All!