Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and never will. The series and characters belong to the brilliant mind of JKRowling, and I do not make any money off of this and the challenge this is based off of was created by the wonderful Severitus, plus the story "Not Myself" by Saerry Snape that started the whole Harry as a street kid influenced this as well, and I make no money off of this from either the challenge or the influence.
Title: Anonymous Hero
Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Remus Lupin, Severus Snape, Albus Dumbledore, Victor Vauxhall, Arianna, Neville Longbottom, and Jesse
Pairings: I won't tell a soul.
Rating: M
Chapter: 28
Genre: Drama/Supernatural
Words per Chapter: 829
Warnings: AU, Severitus' Challenge, street living, language, some violence, relationships, unknown identities and whatever else this demented author manages to think up.
Summary: Experiences are what shape people into who they are. What happens when the majority of someone's experiences comes from the streets? One young boy gets left on the streets and in doing so changes the entirety of his life. Without any knowledge of who he really is, he must face a world of magic and rise above it.
Notes: this is my own take on the whole idea of Harry growing up on the streets and making it a bit of a Severitus challenge. As with most stories of this nature, it was inspired by the story "Not Myself" by Saerry Snape. This is my own way of making it, via the help of my lovely sister and editor (some of the time) Daeleniel Shadowphyre. So I hope people like it, and I hope it makes sense. Also, yes there will be cockney within this piece. I have my reasons for sticking to as close as I can get to the sound. Don't worry; the dialogue on Victor's end will become more refined, eventually.
Chapter 28
Victor finally snapped out of his rather confused state and decided that he needed to clear a few things up. The fact that Severus was calling him Harry Potter was enough to annoy him. Of course, the truth was that he was more annoyed at hearing someone call him by another person's name with the conviction of 'I can't believe it' more than anything else. He wanted to make it clear that there was absolutely no way that he could be this Harry Potter person. The biggest part of his conviction was that he knew where he had come from. In fact, Severus' declaration had brought those thoughts to the forefront of his mind. This meant that he had to question more things than he had tried to think about. The fact was that Victor had done everything that he could to not think about the questions that had wanted to come out the moment that Severus had been revealed as his father.
He looked right at Severus and decided that he was going to give into the urge that he had fought with over and over again. "I dun know who yeh talkin' about. Meh name is Victor." He stopped there. The man was now looking at him. Victor was going to ask the questions that he needed to. "Yeh say yeh are meh father. Well, where were yeh? Mum abandoned meh in an alley when I was a baby. I got lucky. Jesse found meh and took care of meh. Yeh were nuh there. If yeh meh father, how did yeh not know?" He knew that he had started to slip into his old speech patterns while using certain words, but he was more focused on asking the questions that were on his mind. After all, they were the kind of questions that many people would have said something about. Victor's only thing was that he didn't generally voice them. He wouldn't have this time either. However, this situation was one where he had to. He knew that it was the only way for him to get some answers.
Severus stared at the boy. He wasn't sure whether to be angry or proud of the boy's sudden confidence. He had noticed that the boy wasn't exactly as confident in asking questions like a normal Ravenclaw, though that wasn't a problem. Yet, he was proud of the boy's quiet attitude towards working and doing what he should. He cleared his throat. He knew that he needed to say something to answer the boy's questions. "Mr. Vauxhall, these potions do not lie. I knew your mother. I grew up with her. She didn't abandon you. She died. Lily Potter died protecting you. She only had one child. That child was a boy named Harry Potter. It appears as if you're him. Whoever it was that abandoned you did something very wrong. I would have taken you in and raised you if I had known that I was your father. However, I didn't know because she never told me. I thought that you were the child of her husband." Victor stared at him. He didn't want to believe the man. However, he had picked up on the man's tone. Severus had such conviction in his voice that Victor had to believe in what he had said.
Victor stared at him and opened his mouth to say something, but a knock interrupted him. Severus quickly hid the sheet of paper. It was apparent that he didn't want anyone to know what was discovered. The door opened right after he had shut the desk drawer. In walked Albus Dumbledore and Remus Lupin. Severus scowled at the werewolf that had been making a habit of coming to the school. Dumbledore smiled at the two. "Ah, you're both here. That's good. I had been looking for Mr. Vauxhall, but the Ravenclaws had said that he hadn't returned to his dorm. I was worried that he had gone off somewhere or been caught by one of our guests."
Remus walked towards Victor. Victor stepped away. He was still unsure after the letter that Remus had written to him. He knew that he didn't understand everything in regards to the Wizarding world, but even he could believe in the inherent good in people. Remus sighed. "Look, Victor, we need to talk. All four of us need to talk. Dumbledore wants all of us up in his office. I ran into him while looking for you. Can we go?" Victor looked at him and nodded. He then looked at Severus. The man was scowling, though he did nod his head towards the headmaster. Whatever it was that was going on, neither Severus nor Victor expected any good to come from it. The group left the office and headed towards the headmaster's office. Severus and Victor knew that they wouldn't like what was going to be said. They could feel it. They just had to get through it.
A/N: Well, here we go. I hope that you enjoy this. Hm…What could Dumbledore want? Later.
