Hi Everyone,

How are you guys? We are three chapters in, and here comes the fourth. Okay this chapter is going to be about Harry preparing to go off to Hogwarts. So I hope I don't disappoint. Let's see where this chapter takes us. Like always sit back and enjoy.

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Augusta.

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Chapter 4 - Snape POV-

My dark eyes looked around the empty Muggle street as Lily, Harry, and I walked toward the Leaky Cauldron. Lily had wanted to do a quick visit at her sister, Petunia Dursley before we headed to Diagon Alley. I despite going to visit Lily family, but Lily had been adamant that she wanted Harry to grown around family. So for an hour I sat in Petunia pristine stuffy living room, watching form the corner of my eye as Vernon Dursley narrow his beady eyes at me. Harry had it worst off than me because he had to make a conscious effort at getting along. Harry look at me and silently plead to go home. We both hated being in this house! Merlin! I wouldn't pretend to know much about Muggles but the Dursley surely had to be the most horrible kind. Anyway once my darling wife decided we could go, I jump up from my seat. Headed straight for the door with Harry in toll and Lily shouting a quick goodbye over her shoulders.

When we finally arrived at the tavern, I pull open the rusty door. The minute I did the noise of the tavern filled my ear and Harry took a careful step inside. The minute he did the noise vanished and all eyes fell on him. The same happen when Lily step inside with me beside her. You would think that after all these years we would be use to the stares. We weren't!

Lily and Harry would returns everyone warm embrace or shyly thank everyone for their kinds words. I would just give everyone a quick nod of my head and head on my merry way. As I walked ahead did I catch a purple turban materialize from the shadows. Harry spotted it as well before saying.

"Look Dad, I think Professor Quirrell has return from one of his trips."

"It appears so."

When I was away for the term, Lily and Harry would come and visit me often. Hence leading to Harry meeting particularly everyone that taught at Hogwarts. As we headed toward him, Quirrell tried to blend into the shadows. My eyes narrow for a moment when all of sudden my dark mark began to burn slightly before fading away as if nothing had ever occur. That hasn't happen in such a long time! So my dark eyes wonder to look into Quirrell's rich browns. An arrogant flame look back at me before being masked by shyness and insecurity. I was taken back but before I could even think of looking into his mind, his eyes shifted to look at Harry. I didn't like this, I didn't like at all.

"Tttt….tttimmme to take young…HHHarry school chopping, eh?"

Harry nodded in response as I placed my hand on Harry shoulder, and wrap an arm around Lily waist. I forced a pleasant smile on my face and said.

"Well we best be going, lots to buy. I'll see you at school."

Quirrell nodded mutely at me and we headed out to the tavern's courtyard. Lily rose an eyebrow at me as I went to tap in the secret code. Once the brick walls separated and we were grant access. Lily placed her hand into my and said,

"What was that about?"

"I don't know, but there something off with Quirrell."

"Severus don't be paranoid, you known that man since you started at the school."

Her emeralds look into my eyes and I nodded my head at her. How to tell her that my dark mark had burn after so many years. How to tell her that our son will be going to school and being taught by man that had clearly changed. I couldn't, mostly because I had nothing to back up my thoughts. So I just pressed a kiss on her cheek, her eyes closed and a warm smiled warmly her face

. Harry had already taken off toward the Broom Shop. Lily and I look at each other before heading toward the shop. I saw Harry with his nose pressed against the glass and almost drooling over the new broom on the market. He had been dropping hints since the beginning of June. Lily and I had already purchased him the new broom but we were waiting for tonight to give it to him. It would make a great birthday present. I placed my hand on his shoulder and he looked up at me. I smiled and said.

"We need to head over to Gringotts before getting your school supply."

"Can we go inside and just check it out, please Dad."

"I'm sorry son, but we need to get you're things together. Maybe during you're Christmas break we can stop by."

A defeated look overtook his features as he nodded his head. I wanted to tell him right then and there but that would ruin everything. So I let him lead me back to Lily and we all enter the Wizarding bank.

-Harry POV-

After we collect the coins that we were going to need, we headed back to the Diagon Alley. There I was drag each and every way for books, robes, uniforms, potion supply, etc. Finally mum lead me to Olivander's wand shop. I have waited 11 years for this moment. Mum and Dad walk in with me and waited, suddenly out of no where appear a average man with wild white hair. His cloudy blue eyes looked at mum and dad before looking at me. I felt slightly uneasy under Mr. Olivander's stare but a smile appear on his face. In voice that was calm and smooth did he finally speak.

"I wonder when I would be seeing you Mr. Potter"

I nodded my head at him as he walked toward a corner of the shop and said,

"It seem like only yesterday that your mother and both of your fathers were in here buying there first wand."

I blink at him as he began pulling thin boxes from the shelf. I turned to peek at mum, who wink at me. I turned my emeralds to dad who shrugged at me. I swallow as Mr. Olivander gave me a wand before standing a few inches away. I swallow and waved the wand. The drawers that covered one side of the wall flew out of their place and onto the floor. I gulp, put the wand down and instantly said.

"Sorry, so sorry."

Olivander dismissed my apologize and took off to another wall on the other side of the store. He pulled the box out and handed me the wand inside. I gulp before closing my eyes and waved. I heard the startling crash come from somewhere in the shop. I open my eyes and placed the wand back on table. Olivander tap his chin for a moment before his cloudy eyes became wide.

"I wonder."

Then he took off to the back of the store. He came back toward me and handed me the glossy black wand. The moment my fingers enclosed around it, it felt right. I felt as if warm light fill me and I waved it. A little spark appear before fizzed out. I knew I have found my wand. Olivander's outspoken words interrupt my quiet celebration.

"Curious, very curious."

I looked at him as he took the wand away from me, I already felt empty without it. He looked at it before turning to my dad and said,

"11 inches, holly and phoenix feather."

I watched my dad's eyes open wide before looking at me. I was completely lost so I ask.

"What's going on?"

"I remember every wand I ever sold Mr. Potter. The phoenix feather in your wand gave just one other feather. It's curious that you shall have this wand when its brother gave you that scar."

I blink at the old man, I couldn't believe my ears. My parents have never shield the truth from me. I knew that my biological dad had been killed trying to protect my mother and myself from one of the darkest wizard to ever roam our world, Voldemort. That Voldemort had wanted to kill me but had failed. That my quote on quote step dad had arrived on time to rescue us. I knew my history. I knew why everyone knew my name. I was the one that lived. So I inhaled and whispered.

"Voldemort."

"Oh we do not speak his name, but yes. I'm certain we are going to expect great things from you Mr. Potter."

With that Olivander headed toward his desk, package my wand and handed it back to me. Mum paid for it quickly and ushered me out of the store. Dad follow with the rest of my purchases. Since that was the last thing on my list, we decided to head home. When we arrived I rushed up to my room, and stared at my wand. How could I be holding the brother wand of the man that tried to kill me. That had killed my father. What did this mean? I was lost in thought when I heard a light knock on the door. I sigh out.

"Come in."

In step in my dad, his black cloak floating gently behind him. He walked toward the window of my room and looked out toward the horizon. We were silent for a moment before I started asking.

"Dad, what does this mean? Am I like him?"

My dad's dark eyes turned to look at me and shook his head. He bend down to my level and said,

"No Harry, you are not the Dark Lord."

"How can you be certain? I own the brother wand."

"The wand chooses the wizard Harry, and the answer is not always clear. But do you know what I see when I look into your eyes?

"What?"

"The same thing I see when I look at your mother, a strong warm loving soul."

"What if I'm destined to be a bad wizard? what if I end up in Slytherin?"

"Is it because there's not a witch or wizard that hasn't gone bad that wasn't in Slytherin?"

"I mean beside you dad, you're great but you don't have the kind of history I do."

"You're wrong, I do understand better than you think. Harry there so much that I wish I could tell you but you're still so young. You have nothing to fear, let life choose it course and you enjoy whatever is coming."

"So it doesn't matter where I'm place?"

"Whether it be Slytherin, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw…that house will gaining a brilliant young wizard."

I smiled at my dad before I felt his arms wrapped around me. He ruffled my hair before pulling away and said,

"Come on, it you're birthday dinner. Sirius and Lupin are downstairs waiting for you."

I grinned brightly as I stood up form my bed and rushed off. To see my uncles at the bottom of the stairs next my mum and felt my dad stand behind me. I wasn't sure of what was to come but I knew, deep down, I'll be alright.