Chapter seven

Harry waited until after Fred, Remus and Tonks' funerals were over before he decided it was time to help. One place he really wanted to help was at the ministry, but not with the aurors or Kingsley, but the hall off prophecy in the department of mysteries. He knew there were no more prophecy's about him but for some reason he just wanted to keep an eye on that room and hope that no one he knows ever has a prophecy made about them. He spent most morning at Hogwarts helping wherever he could, but he never admitted that he mainly wanted to keep his eye on a certain dark haired man. Harry didn't know why he kept torturing himself by lusting after Severus Snape as he knew his old teacher would never take any notice of him. But Harry just couldn't help himself, if those eyes were directed at him Harry would melt until he needed every bit of concentration just to keep him on his feet.

Over the weeks Harry heard Severus slowly starting to talk, it was a croak and very soft, but Harry thought it meant he would have his full voice back. He stood in the great hall ready to head to the ministry but he kept thinking of doing one thing before he left.

'Why are you staring at me Potter?' Severus whispered in his croaky voice.

Harry blinked at Severus Snape, 'Sorry professor, I never realised I was. I've had something on my mind that I'm trying to work through. But I can't deny that the view wasn't great,' Harry gave his cheeky grin before stepping out of the great hall but stood near the doors and listened.

'I believe that our Mr. Potter has a thing for you Severus. He almost admitted checking you out,' Minerva smirked.

'You can't be serious Minerva, James Potter's son, it will never happen.'

Harry sagged in defeat, 'Again with my father, why can't he see me as an individual,' Harry sighed then headed outside not knowing that Minerva had heard him.

Harry stepped into the main door that lead into the department of mysteries then through another door but stopped as he stared around. There was no one in here and he wondered why, this room held time turners which could be dangerous in the wrong hands. As Harry stared around ideas came to him, idea's he shouldn't be having. He looked around, when he saw no one he stared around at the different time turners. He looked around once more then quickly grabbed one of each before hurrying through the another door leading to the hall of prophecy.

Over the next two weeks Harry would stare at the time turners he had stolen, he couldn't believe he stole anything or his reason behind it. But one thing he did do was make sure he kept being wherever Severus Snape was. A few times he tried to speak with him, ask him questions about his mother, but Snape would just glance at him then walk away. Harry was frustrated, he wanted Snape to see him, to see the real Harry Potter, not James Potter or his son. No matter what Harry said or tried, Snape wouldn't even give him five minutes. Harry had tried to forget about him, but nothing worked, he would just see those dark onyx eyes and his body would heat up instantly. After trying again for another week, Harry made his decision, but he needed some plans first.

Harry visited his friends a lot but the moment he was back at Hogwarts, he would work on his plans. The first was a letter that he needed to leave somewhere in McGonagall's office so Dumbledore would see it, but see it in Harry's past. Next he needed money so a trip to Gringotts, then everything he thought he might need as a seventh year student, so he knew uniform and robes were needed, then books and quills, everything he used to buy. He wasn't sure about certain books though, so he would buy what they had now and once he was in the past he would see if the books were the same or different, then charm his to look like the others. Without parents and not being able to use his real name, he needed somewhere to live and another name. He knew he couldn't use anything like Potter or Black, so he had some thinking to do.

Over the next few weeks Harry was frustrated with Severus but he had finally got all his plans in order including a house in Hogsmeade. That took a lot of organisation to work through because he needed to find a piece of property that wasn't built on back in the past. After a lot of thinking Harry had to make a quick trip back to a few years before he planned so he could buy a home then seal it for when he would be ready. He made sure that there wasn't anything in the house that would give away his true identity or his real time. He had money, all his equipment ready to be a student at Hogwarts and had been working on ways to change his appearance. He used a glamour on his scar to hide it, he worked on his hair, made it longer and added a little red, so it wasn't jet black anymore but it also wasn't red. He wouldn't change the colour of his eyes, but again he used a glamour to change the shape of his mouth, just slightly so it wouldn't be exactly like his father's. He had been studying up on the time turners so now he knew what he needed to do so he could be at Hogwarts the morning of Severus Snape's seventh year. He headed to Hogwarts and went straight up to McGonagall's office and luck was on his side, she wasn't in there. So he had time to look around to decide where he would leave his letter for Dumbledore. He thought a spell to reveal the letter that had been charmed with a date, it would need to be before he turned up so Dumbledore would allow him in. He cast a charm to cover all the portraits, then quickly cast the revealing and date charm then stuck the letter to the underside of the middle drawer of the desk. He took all the covers off the portraits and as expected Albus Dumbledore was gazing down at him.

'I suppose you are not going to tell me what you were doing Harry?'

'Sorry sir, but you wouldn't approve. I just hope you go with it when you find out. I would like some information if you could and I know you don't need to tell me anything, I'm just hoping you will.'

'I will if I think it's something you should know.'

'Okay, Severus Snape, this will sound strange, but is he gay?'

'He never hid his sexuality,' Albus gazed intensely down at Harry, 'You like him don't you my boy?'

'Yeah, how could I not, his eyes a just so dreamy.'

'Yes, he is gay and before you asked the next obvious question, he was partial to dark haired men.'

'That helps, but one thing that made me curious, Snape and my father.'

'Your father was straight as I'm sure you know, but yes Severus was attracted to James.'

'So I should be his type if he could get passed the fact I'm James Potters son since they did hate each other. I get why Severus hated my father now, he couldn't have what he wanted.'

'Exactly, now let me ask you something Harry. Will I be seeing you soon?'

Harry grinned because just like in the past, Dumbledore always seemed to know what he was thinking. So all Harry did was nod before hurrying from the office before more questions were asked.