Um surprise. Long time no see. I've only got a few more chapters left of this. I did promise it will be finished and it will. Eventually...

Life keeps kicking me in the ass.

Oh yeah in case you forgot since it has been awhile.

I don't own it. This contains content mature content. So for all of you out there under 18, don't get caught. I got grounded for weeks. There is gay romance in this. Probably won't do anything to detailed cause then fanfiction might throw a fit, actually I'm not sure how I got away with the first chapter, not sure where the hell the first chapter came from actually, it was kinda random. But there will be slash and abuse and torture. If you don't like it don't read it. I would recommend Harry/Ginny filters. they tend (not always, pretty sure there is a wrong boy who lived that gets graphic with abuse and a couple of ginny/harems out their) to be much cleaner. Or a family filter, some really good father/son or mentor relationship fics out their for Sev and Harry. This is not one of them.

Really haven't got any flames about it though. I think the first chapter scares them away. Go figure.

Now on to what you all really want the next chapter.

Concentration seemed to be a thing of the past. After Severus had kissed him and they had proceeded to make-out, curled together on the floor, it had been all Harry could think about. It was a good thing he was so far ahead in his classes, because he doubted he had heard a single thing that had been said. Hermione had already called him on it several times today. He had blamed it on nightmares and pleaded lack of sleep but he knew that she would only allow it to slide for so long before she started lecturing him or worse got suspicious and went to Dumbledork, and that he really needed to snap out of it before that happened.

Of course knowing that didn't seemed to help any. He couldn't stop thinking about how gentle and warm Severus's lips had been against his. How his fingers had caressed his check before sliding into his hair and pulling him closer, tongue invading the teen's mouth. Not exactly anything related to Transfigurations, the class he was currently in.

"Harry," Hermione hissed, tapping his shoulder, "pay attention." Startled Harry snapped out of his thoughts and noticed the class was looking at him. Embarrassed he blushed.

"Ah Mr. Potter so good of you to rejoin us. Tell me now what is the difference between Jovas's Theory on Transfiguring humans and Tobias's later discoveries." Professor McGonagall asked annoyed, standing in front of him, scowling. Harry suppressed an urge to wince. The woman was Dumbledore's right hand, not to mention a bit scary when mad.

"Jovas believed that Human Transfiguring completely altered the one transformed. Tobias later discovered that a only the physical structure was altered., thoughts and actions remained completely human, and not governed by animal instinct." Harry answered calmly ignoring the surprised looking in the Professor's eyes, and the disappointed one in Hermione's as she put her hand down.

"That is correct," she answered grudgingly before returning to the front of the class. Hermione glared at him. Harry shrugged not sure if she was mad because he had gotten it right despite daydreaming or mad that he had gotten away with it without even a lecture. It was hard to tell with her.

Mentally swearing pay more attention he turn his is focus back to the lecture. It was going to be a long day.

Harry paced back and forth on the carpet of Severus's living room, pausing once and a while to look at the roaring fire. Severus had asked him to come to his office. Apparently the heritage potion was finished. Harry wasn't sure how he felt about that. Apart of him was uncertain about how he felt about seeing the results. Knowing his luck he was almost afraid to see what the results would be, but he wanted an explanation. The door for the potion lab opened, interrupting his thoughts.

"Its finished," Severus murmured softly, stepping closer. Harry looked up at him and smiled. Stepping closer he wrapped his arms around the other man, careful to avoid the delicate blue vial in the other's hand. Chuckling Severus leaned down gently brushed his lips against the younger man's, before stepping back. Harry looked at him questionably.

"As much as I enjoy kissing you, we do have a potion to deal with that is unfortunately only good for the next hour, and we both know that if we start something it will take a great longer then that." Severus murmured smiling. Harry sighed and stepped back.

"Well lets get on with it." Harry said finally, pouting slightly, as he sat down on the chair and looked up at the older man. Severus pulled a knife, with a elegantly carved hilt, out of his sleeve. Harry raised an eyebrow.

"It requires a drop of blood and unfortunately magic could taint the process. The knife is sterile." Severus explained. Harry nodded and held out his hand. Severus gently took the Gryfindor's hand and caressed his wrist before lightly pricking his finger. Harry watched in fascination as several drops of ruby blood mixed with the potion causing it to start steaming and turn silver. Severus replaced his knife and pulled out his wand, silently casting a healing charm.

Harry watched him as he then stalked over to the table and gently poured the potion on the scroll. Much to Harry's surprise the potion came out more like silver mist then the liquid it had appeared. Standing up he walked over to the table. Words staring appearing on the parchment. It stared with Harry's name and crept upward, to his father and mother and onward. Reading through them Harry gasped. Right above his mother's name was the last name he ever expected to see; Tom Marvolo Riddle. Harry turned to look at his lover only to see that the other man wasn't fairing much better.

"So does this mean I can call him Gramps?" Harry asked, trying not to sound hysterical and no doubt failing, badly.

"Why is the Dark Lord unaware of this?" Severus wondered out loud. Sighing he pinched the bridge of his nose. Stalking over to a chair he sat down. Somewhat worried Harry followed him. Much to his surprise long arms reach up around him causing him to tense up and pulled him down until he was sitting in the potion master's lap. A few seconds he relaxed into his lover as the older man gently ran his figures through the teen's hair.

"You should grow your hair out," Severus commented softly. Harry turned to look at him blinking.

"That was rather abrupt," he commented, confused by the sudden turn in the conversation. Severus sighed again.

"I'm trying very hard to not think about the fact that this means the Dark Lord is your grandfather and what he is liable to do to me for daring to touch you." Severus explained, looking rather pained, not surprising, the Dark Lord was rather skilled in the art of torture.

"Oh I don't think that will be a problem," Harry said grinning up at him, looking all to like a cat who had caught a canary. Severus raised an eyebrow.

"Draco and I have been talking a lot lately. Mostly trying to get to know each other and it seems he over heard his father and the Tom trying to set us up. Kind of Hilarious if you think about it. Lucius Malfoy and Voldemort playing matchmaker. Suffice to say I don't think you have to worry about him being angry about our relationship." Harry explained to his lover. Severus just started at him blankly for a few minutes before his lips curved into a smile and he started to laugh. Harry joined him after mentally deciding to make sure the man laughed more often.

"Lucius and the Dark Lord, I confess that is rather hard to picture." The Slytherin admitted after he had calmed himself. "That is one less fear, however I will still have to tell him of this development" Severus said gesturing toward the scroll.

"How is it possible that my mom was his daughter and he doesn't know about it," Harry wondered out loud, shaking his head slightly. Severus leaned down and brushed his lips against the top of the younger man's head.

"That is one question that I can't answer. It seems unfathomable that my Lord was unaware of his daughter. However I assure you we will get to the bottom of this rather unexpected set of events." Severus promised softly. Harry nodded, nothing made sense but he trusted Severus figure things out.

"Now however it is probably best we informed the Dark Lord of our recent discover." Severus said. Harry gulped. Telling the Dark Lord that he was a grandfather was probably going to be interesting, and possibly painful. He wasn't sure he could handle rejection from his only living relative.

Seeing the nervous look on the teens face Severus gripped the teen's face and tilted it up. Gently he brushed his lips against the younger man's forehead before claim the teen's mouth in a chaste kiss. After a few seconds he pulled back before leaning forward until his lips brushed Harry's ear.

"Do not forget, I will be there with you." Severus whispered. Harry shivered at the feel of hot breath against his skin and the promise he could hear in the words. Nodding he stood feeling more confident the before, now assured that Severus would be there with him no matter how things turned out.

"Lets go pay Grandpa Voldemort a visit," He murmured standing, pulling his black-eyed lover behind him.

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