Professor Snape hardened his glare on the first year Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students. None dared to match his gaze and all focused themselves completely on the brewing potion in front of them. Severus kept his gaze on them the whole time, knowing that sooner or later one house would mess up their potion- more so Hufflepuff than Ravenclaw. No one in the room did hear the classroom door creak open though.

"Excuse me, Professor" A forced out voice rang out from the opened doorway.

All heads span around to the source of the voice including the Potion Master's. His hardened glare was equally matched by the one and only Boy-Who-Lived, Harry Potter. The already broken silence was filled with whisperings from the younger students while the potions Professor and Gryffindor held a glaring contest with one another.

"What do you want this time Potter?" Professor Snape snapped out.

"Well Snape I-" Harry began to say before he was cut off.

"Professor Snape or Sir, Potter" Professor Snape interrupted, correcting the boy. "Show some respect in my classroom"

"I'll respect your name when you respect my own" Harry growled, causing the first years to burst into whispers one again. "Any way as I was saying, I received a letter upon my arrival today from an unknown source"

"What care about your personal life do you think I have Potter?" Professor Snape sneered.

"It was addressed to you, Sir" Harry spat. "What struck me though was not that it was addressed to you but why it was written in my mothers script and dated 1980?"

"Potter if you do wish to continue attending this school I would advise you to hand over the letter at once" Professor Snape snapped.

Harry's lips pulled back into a sneer as he reached inside his robes, pulling out a sealed beige envelope with the same cursive script that the Potions Master had missed seeing. Snape reached forward and promptly snatched the envelope from the boy before he could blink. He crossed his arms and glared down at the boy who seemed to have matched his stance and glare from his spot.

"Get out of my sight Potter before I expel you" Professor Snape drawled.

The Golden Boy gave one last sneer directed at his Professor before vanishing through the doorway. The class of first years were all stunned into silence and as the Potions Master turned his glare unto them they began busying themselves with the Potions at hand. When their lesson had ended they all bustled out of the room whispering about the happenings in the class between the sixth year Gryffindor and Potions Professor. The Potions Professor himself inwardly sighed in relief hat the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw first years were his last class of the day.

Professor Snape ran a hand through his hair sadly as he looked towards the Potions desk himself and Lily used to share back when they attended the school, it was now occupied by many students which he'd had through out the day and was curious of who would take it in Harry's class. Brushing all thoughts aside he stepped into the fireplace and flooed himself to his quarters and settled at his desk before remembering the letter that the Golden Boy had brought to him not to long ago. Upon opening the sealed envelope the scent of lilies filled the air around him, a charm Lily had been known for. The Professor coughed as he felt his eyes burning with tears and began reading the unfolded parchment.

Severus,

I am sending this to you in a time of need and anguish. As you know the Dark Lord has risen to his strongest and I am aware that you are in ranks with him but I fear not of the man you've become as I only see the man I have loved. Of course I must speak of the matter at hand, the Dark Lord had heard the prophecy and I fear that my son is in danger because of it. Myself, James and my son are all in hiding and terribly scared. James believes that this infant of mine is of his blood but he is not. James and our close family believe that my child is named Harry James Potter but he is not. Do you remember our night together Severus? All them months ago? My son is of your own Severus. His name bare not Harry James Potter but Hydrus Severus Orion Snape. I have placed that of a glamour charm on him to protect not only him but you as well.

I am so scared Severus, not just for myself but for Hydrus. He's the mistaken innocence in this war but he is most like to suffer the most if he survives these dark times. If he survive he will be living a lie of a life. I can only beg of you, find our son, let him live the live he was stolen, not the life of a lie which I created. Protect him Severus, not just for him but for me.

I love you with everything I have Severus.

Never forget that. I only wish that I could come to realisation sooner.

I deeply apologise for that night, I shouldn't have but I know as well as you that these are meerly words on paper. Just promise me one thing, smile through the darkest of times, laugh when you feel like crying, try to love again. Even people with the darkest of pasts can have the brightest of futures.

I love you.

Lily Evans.


There's my second chapter!

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Happiness is found in even the darkest of places if someone remembers to turn on the light
The strongest of us are the ones who can smile in even the darkest of times.

~J.H