Aimee (Lana's starting to bug me...)
It was in early July that Harry faced Sirius Black and Remus Lupin for the first time as Severus' son. As a surprise for Harry, the two were offered one of the extra bedrooms in the Snape home for a week; Both Remus and Sirius jumped at the chance to spend some time with Harry, regardless of the fact he wasn't James' son. He was Lily's son, and that's all that mattered to them.
Remus showed up on July 5th with Sirius in his Animagus form; Sirius was still on the run from the Ministry of Magic even though all of Dumbledore's group had repeatedly confirmed Peter Pettigrew was alive and had admitted to killing those 12 Muggles.
Severus bid hello to the two as they made themselves comfortable in the kitchen; Harry was still upstairs, unaware of Remus and Sirius' visit. Severus called him down quickly, and moments later the three could hear his heavy footsteps tromping down the steps.
"Yeah D – " Harry stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Remus and Sirius sitting next to his father, mugs of tea in their hands.
"Hello, Harry." Remus smiled and stood up. "It's lovely to see again."
"Harry old boy!" Sirius exclaimed, "What happened? You grew half a foot!"
Harry laughed, hugging Remus then Sirius, whom he now towered over. "I grew up a bit."
"I'll say…" Remus grinned, "It suits you much better than James' look."
Harry nodded, glancing over towards Severus. "I think so too."
Severus smiled a bit, lingering back until Sirius pulled him forward. "Yes, you definitely look like your father… But you can see bits of your Mum in your face."
Harry grinned broadly, "Really?"
Sirius nodded, agreeing. "Lily would have been proud."
Harry smiled once more, taking his place next to Severus, facing Remus and Sirius. "So how have you two been?"
"Eh, same old, same old." Remus shrugged, "The Full Moon, Dumbledore's meetings, attending to dear old Sirius here… He needs to be let out every few hours, you see."
Sirius threw his head back and laughed, "And I have been eating, sleeping, shitting, and running from those bastards that still have it in for me."
Harry nodded, "Wonderful."
The conversation continued for a few more hours, during which Severus conjured up one of his more American meals: cheeseburgers and chips.
It was nearly midnight when Harry was whisked off to bed by Severus, insisting he needed his rest. When he came back from making sure Harry was at least trying to sleep, he saw Remus and Sirius sitting perfectly silent.
"So?" Severus asked anxiously, taking his place opposite from them.
"It's amazing," Remus shook his head, "If I hadn't know it was him, I would have never believed it."
Severus nodded, glancing over his shoulder. "He insisted he wanted to look like he would have; I tried to talk him out of it, but he insisted."
"I don't blame him," Sirius growled, "As good a friend as James was, he was a bastard to Lily."
Severus was slightly taken back by Sirius' attitude towards James. He had expected him to at least stand up for his friend, if not completely protest his godson's new look.
"Yes, he was." Severus said quietly.
Remus shook his head once more, "It's going to take some getting used to. I knew there was a possibility Harry was your son, but after he grew up to look exactly like James…"
"Harry Snape. Hard to imagine." Sirius chuckled, "And to think we hated you less than twenty years ago."
"Hopefully that has passed?" Severus questioned, "You are Harry's godfather. I want you to have a relationship with him; Remus, you've been so incredibly supportive of Lily and I… sorry, were supportive of us. I don't want to have to fight with Harry to let you two see him."
"Of course not, we're both glad you're his father. James didn't deserve to have children that way, especially with a woman as great as Lily." Remus said quietly.
"As much as it pains me to do this…" Sirius stuck out his hand, "Truce?"
Severus took it cautiously, shaking his hand firmly.
"Truce."
The week passed quickly, and soon Remus and Sirius had left. Beforehand, Severus had brewed the Wolfsbane potion for Remus in gratitude for visiting. Harry had been walking on clouds for seven days; Severus had never seen him happier than when he was with Sirius and Remus.
Two days later, during breakfast, Harry asked a question Severus had never even considered:
"Dad, could you let me read minds too?"
Severus was incredibly taken back; Harry knew both he and Lily could read minds and was probably wondering why he couldn't.
"You're a bit too young, Harry." Severus answered, his eyes flickering up over his Daily Prophet.
"But you were my age when you could." Harry pointed out.
"No, I was a year older. I had no choice in the matter, Voldemort gave me the gift. I gave it to Lily only because it was the only way to communicate and I couldn't stand not being with her. You, however, are here and there is no reason for you to be able to read minds. I can also control minds; so could Lily but she never knew it."
"So you could make Voldemort jump off a bridge or something?" Harry asked, eyes widening.
Severus chuckled, "I suppose I could, but that certainly wouldn't kill him; it would hardly cause a scratch."
Harry shrugged, "Well, what if I ever met up with him again and I couldn't fight him?"
"You won't." Severus said, "You are no longer a target."
Harry's expression turned to one of surprised, "When did this happen?"
"When Voldemort found out you are my son." Severus answered, "To kill a Death Eater's son is like killing a future Death Eater. It would be expected of you to follow in my footsteps. However, as you are directly related to Dumbledore, Voldemort would not allow you to join his ranks, even if you wanted to."
Harry nodded, "Well that's a relief."
"You have no idea." Severus commented, shaking his head. "Each time you leave the house I worry about you constantly; now I have one less thing to worry about."
"Why are you worried?" Harry asked, "I can take care of myself."
Severus smiled, "Believe it or not, Harry, you are not immortal, as many young people your age choose to believe."
Harry grinned sheepishly, "I know, I just… Well, I've gotten away from Voldemort multiple times, why wouldn't I be able to get away from anyone else?"
Severus shook his head, "Harry, please, what ever you do, do not start to believe you are better than any wizard; it will be your death." He sighed once more, "Never overestimate yourself, it will be the last thing you ever do. You are a very talented wizard for any age, but you have yet to truly be tested in a battle. The only reason you survived your last encounter with Voldemort is because your wands are brothers. Otherwise, you would have perished. In school, you are talented; you know many things. However, to a fully trained wizard, to control you would be as easy or easier than taking candy from a baby."
Harry nodded, "I understand." He thought for a moment, "Would it be ok if one of my friends visited in August? Maybe right before school starts?"
Severus thought for a moment, "Which one?"
Harry shrugged, "Ron, probably. He could get here by Floo Powder easily."
"A Weasley? Hmm… It would be interesting." Severus thought for another minute, "I suppose, as long as his parents are ok with it."
"They will be." Harry said happily. "The end of August, then?"
Severus nodded, "End of August."