A Son's Tale

Chapter 4: Snape Manor

Harry found Ron and Hermione in the dinning room.

"Um guys, I have something to tell you." he explained everything to them.

"Sirius is free? That's great!" Hermione said.

"Snape is your father? Good lord Harry, that sucks."

"I'm right here Mr. Weasley," he said from the doorway. Ron's ears went bright red.

"Sorry Professor," he mumbled.

"That's ok Mr. Weasley. Harry, I wondered if you'd want to visit the Manor today. Mr. Weasley and Miss. Granger are welcome as well." Snape said.

"Yeah, of course!" Harry said.

"Well why don't you say goodbye to Lupin and your godfather and we'll go." Harry nodded.

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Snape apperated them outside the manor gates.

"Welcome Harry, to Snape Manor." The gates swung open. A huge house stood before them and an expansive lawn around it. Snape pointed to the southeast part of the lawn.

"Over their is the Quidditch Pitch. There are goals and everything so you and all of the Weasleys can play if you wish."

"Wow Harry, you have your own Quidditch Pitch." Ron said. Harry just grinned. Snape gave them a full tour of the house. Hermione's favorate room, of course, was the library. It was at least twice the size of the Hogwarts one and even included some Muggle literature like Shakespeare, C.S Lewis, and even Tolkien. There was also a huge window overlooking the lake. They swore the room was like a square mile around. There were comfy couches and chairs here and there with reading lamps, worktables, and stools. At the look of longing on Hermione's face, Harry and Ron rolled their eyes and Snape raised an eyebrow.

If the house looked big from the outside, it was nothing to what it felt like inside. When Snape showed Harryhis room, his jaw hit the floor. The four poster bed could fit four people confortably and was decorated in scarlet and gold. A fire crackled in the large fireplace and the room had its own bathroom. The tub was like a large swimming pool and had more taps than the prefect's one at Hogwarts. It had jets too.

"This is great." Harry said.

"I'm glad you think so. Harry, there's something I need to talk to you about, alone." Harry nodded. The went into Snape's study.

"Harry, many of the Slytherins have taken the Dark Mark over the summer. Hogwarts isn't safe for Harry Potter anymore. I was thinking the safest thing would be to become Jason Snape and to re-enroll you. I don't want you hurt." Snape said. Harry thought about it.

"Yeah, actually I was kinda thinking the same thing. Would I have to be resorted?" Snape nodded. "You know the Sorting Hat wanted me in Slytherin?"

"Really? Why are you a Gryffindor?" Snape asked.

"After all I heard about the Dark wizards being from there I told it I didn't want to. But that's not true. Peteigrew was a Gryffindor."

"You are right Harry. Slytherins get a bad wrap because of that. Would you concider becoming a Slytherin?"

"I don't know. I'll talk to Ron and Hermione to see if they'd be ok with it." Snape nodded.

"Alright, that's fair. Come on, I'm sure Mr. Weasley would like to get a better look at the Quidditch Pitch." Snape said.