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Harry sat on his bed counting down the seconds left for his birthday. He hadn't slept in twenty-four hours, and he was having a hard time staying awake.
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He hadn't heared from his friends during the summer and he was starting to think that they didn't really like him. 'Cause if they did, wouldn't they send him letters? But they didn't, for he didn't get any lettters this summer. 'But maybe they just didn't have time?' He tried to reason with himself.
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Who was he kidding? They had a whole month. Maybe they had decided to abandon him after what happened with the stone?
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Of courses they had decided to abandon him after what happened with the stone!
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They had almost died saving the stone.
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They were mere first years.
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Who would want to scarfice his life for a bloody stone?
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And if, by some miracle, they hadn't chose to abandon him, then probably there parents forced them to leave him.
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Who could blame them? Any parent would do that.
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"Happy twelfth Birthday to me." Harry muttered to himself.
Suddenly there was a tapping on the window. He got form his bed and made his way towards the window. Standing beside the window, he could see that the owl had jet black fur and had an envlope in it's beak. 'Strange,' he thought to himself, 'usualy the letter is tied to the owl's leg.' Not that he was complainig, though. Mind you, he had been waiting for a letter from his friends the whole summer.
He opened the window, and as soon as there was enough space for the owl to fly in, it flew in, and dropped the evlope on his bed, before going out through the window. Harry stared after it in amazement, before closing the window gently and making his way to his bed.
Sitting on the bed, Harry took the envlope and read the sender's name. To say that he was shocked would be the understatement of the century. The sender was Lily Potter. He started opening it carefully, as for not to rip it. Once the envlope was open he took out the letter. He read.
My dearest Harry,
I know that saying you are shocked would be the understatement of the century. But please let me explain.
Ten years ago, your father and I were married -oh, no your father is not James Potter- we -the three of us- were living happily in a small cottage. One day, while we were sitting in the living room, Albus Dumbldore -headmaster of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardy, you should be attending it now -I know it's the summer- but maybe he's not the headmaster anymore- stepped out of the floo and sugested a plan out of the blue.
The order - the order of the phoenix is/was (I don't know if it exists anymore. God, writing a letter to the future is so confusing!) a society consisting of people on the light side and people whom (A/N: Is it whom or who? Please reply in the reviews) Dumbldore trusts- had been looking for a spy to spy on Voldemort, many people volunteered but Dumbldore didn't think that they were up to the task, so he asked your father to spy for the light side.
Harry, please know that we -your father and I- didn't take the decision hastly, but we considered it for a week. If Dumbldore wasn't so sure of his plan, we wouldn't have agreed, but he sounded confident. We put the memory charm so that we -you and I- wouldn't be in danger. Now, you father is a gifted occlumnse -occlumensy is the art of conroling your mind, thoughts and emotions- but we had to take precautions in case he was discovered. The memory charm was to be lifted automatically once the war was over -we were sure that the war would be over soon- but in case something went askew the letters were to be sent. Sorry, but it was immposibble to send the letters before ten years. I also had a letter sent to me and your father, but in case something happened to me then my letter would be sent to your father and vice versa.
Now, I don't know if you know him or not, but your father is; Severus Snape. A glamour was put on you to make you look like James Potter, the glamour will automatically be lifted on your twelfith birthday.
That's all what I can do. Sorry, but I can't help any further.
Always in my heart,
Lily Snape.
P.S. There is something else in the package.
Shocked beyong words, Harry took the envlope and turned it upside down, shacking it. A necklace that had a heart shaped medal -the kind that opened and closed- fell from the envlope. With a shacking hand, Harry picked up the necklace and opened the the medal. Inside the medal was a picture of a young couple holding up their child between them. The woman had red hair and emarled green eyes, as for the man standing beside her, he had a hooked nose -strangley beautiful- and jet black straight hair that was shoulder length, both of them had soft smiles on their faces. As for the child, he had his mother's eyes and nose, but other than that he strongly resembled his father, the chiled was laughing. Harry fastened the necklace around his neck and tucked it under his hand-me-down shirt, which was several sizes too big.
He made his way towards the mirror, not knowing what to expect. Once he was infront of the mirror, he slowly lifted up his head and hazed. He still had his mothers emerald green eyes and her nose but other than that...he didn't even recognise himself! His hair was no longer messy but straight and shoulder length -when did it grow?- and his face...he looked like a...Snape! Although he wasn't a fan of himself, he had to admit that he looked...handsome.
He slowly made his way back to his bed, tears rolling down his eyes. Curling into a ball, he wrapped his arms around his chest and cried himself to sleep.
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Severus Snape, the best Potions Master in England, was pacing in his room. He couldn't sleep. For some reason his thoughts kept drifting back to a certain red head with emerald green eyes. Though why tonight? He doesn't know.
The mail box -since he was in dungeons, any letter he recieved the owl delevering it would put it in a box in the owlery and as soon as the letter touches the box purple flames engulfe it and send it to the mail box in the Potion Master's bedroom- flared with purple flames for a moment before it went back to normal. Severus sighed as he made his way towards the mail box. He opened the mail box and took out the evlope that was in it. He took the envlopes -he had found two- and made his way back to his bed.
Once he had sat comfortably on his bed he looked at the sender's name, but what he saw was beyond belief. The sender was Lily Potter. Lily, his beloved Lily, but how? Deciding that sitting there wondering would do him no good, he opened the envlope, and read.
My dearest Severus,
Where should I start? The beggining, I guess...
Once, you and I were maried and were living happily in a small cottage. We had a son, his name was Harry, we loved him more than we loved each other and thats saying something.
One day Dumbldore flooed in and asked you to join Voldemort's forces so that you could spy for the light side, he was confident that we only needed a spy, and after it the war will be over. After a week of thinking we -you and I- agreed, and a memory charm was placed on us. The memory charm automatically affected everyone we knew and everyone knew us. The charm was to be lifted automatically once the war was over, however we decided to time these letters to be sent 10 years from now in case something goes askew. I know it's too long, but it's better than never.
So, James Potter decided to help us. When the memoery charm was placed on us everybody was to believe that James and I were married and that we had a son named Harry Potter, who is, in reality, Harry Snape.
I know that I didn't tell you much, that's because I want you to remeber. The countercurse is 'Meoradoca'. The countercurse, however, won't lift the memory charm from everybody, only you, but Harry already knows, he recieved a letter himself. You have to make the truth known. Oh, and I also wrote a letter to myself, but in case something has happened to me the letter will be sent to you and vice versa.
I also enclosed something with this letter.
Always in my heart,
Lily Snape
Severus took the envlope and turned it upside down, shacking it. A necklace that had a heart shaped medal -the kind that opened and closed- fell from the envlope. With a shacking hand, Severus picked up the necklace and opened the heart shaped medal. Inside the medal, was a picture of a young couple holding up their child between them. The woman had red hair and emarled green eyes, as for the man standing beside her, he had a hooked nose and jet black straight hair that was shoulder length, both of them had soft smiles on their faces. As for the child, he had his mother's eyes and nose, but other than that he strongly resembled his father, the child was laughing. Severus took the necklace and after he had fastened it around his neck, he tucked under his pj's shirt.
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Tears were rolling down Severus cheeks long after he had finished reading the letter. His Lily, his beloved Lily, was actually his. And he had a son, he had a son! Harry Potter was actually his! After he had finally gathered himself up, he took his wand and pointed it at his temple, 'Meoradoca' he muttered.
Memories flooded through his mind...dating Lily...proposing...the wedding...Harry...the charm... Suddenly the cold hearted Potions Master of Hogwarts fell to the ground, arms wrapped around his chest as he cried himself to sleep.
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The next morning Harry made his way downstairs and started making breakfast. What was he supposed to do now? The Durselys were bound to notice that he had changed. He prepared breakfast in a hurry.
Thankfully, he finished preparing breakfast just as Aunt Petunia woke up. He was making his way upstairs when his Aunt suddenly screamed loudly. "Who are you?" She cried. "I-I It's me, Harry." He replied innocently. "YOU FREAK!" Screamed his uncle from upstairs. "You've done m-m-m-m- you- know-what! That's it with you, we've been nice with you and that's how you decide to pay us?"
Vernon came downstairs, Dudley behind him. "You freak, I'll put an end to this bullshit, you won't be doing you-know-what again." Vernon grabbed him from the hem of his shirt and-
"Take your hand off my son before I take it off for you, you freak." Hissed Snape from the front door.
TBC...
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A/N: I hope you enjoyed it! I knkw the Lily's letter to Severus sounded more like a small girl's fairytale, but I honestly couldn't come up with anything else. Reviews are appreciated!
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