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Chapter 19

**Shocks, Fights, and Family**

"WHAT?"

Harry jumped on Hermione and clamped a hand over her mouth.  He hissed, "Shhh!"

Hermione mumbled something and Harry moved his hand away.  She sprang away from him and hissed, "You knew?"

Harry nodded solemnly.

"How?"

"My mum's diary."

Hermione looked shocked and Harry explained what he had read in the diary about his mother's kidnapping.  When he was done, Hermione was staring at him in awe.

"Snape and your mum were friends?"

"Apparently so.  Seems he wasn't such a bad guy in school."

Hermione snorted and Harry grinned.

"Oooo, don't do that."

"What?"

Hermione gave a little shiver and said, "Gives me the chills."

Harry scowled at her and she shivered again before slapping him on the shoulder.

"Don't do that!"

Harry chuckled.  "Why not?"

"Its creepy!"

Harry scowled again and dodged Hermione's hand when she tried to slap him again.

"Oooo, you!"

Harry laughed and said, "You have to be quicker than that Herm."

Hermione smiled and said, "Oh do I?"  Just as she pulled out her wand they heard voices in the corridor.  They looked at each other and Hermione hissed, "Behind the couch!"  Harry dove behind the couch just as the portrait hole opened and Ron, Fred, and George came in.

Ron grinned and said, "Hey Herm!  Harry back yet?"

Hermione stuffed her wand into her robes and replied, "No."

Harry cowered behind the couch, hoping the three would leave soon.  He heard Fred and George head up the stairs to the boy's dorm and gave a little sigh.  Harry then heard Ron say something else.

"But . . . he's got to be back.  I just went to ask Snape if Harry was done with his detention and the slimy git wasn't there!"

Harry let his head droop down, his long hair falling over his face.  Shaking his head he muttered, "Bloody hell."  Lifting his head again he heard Hermione spouting off names of other places he could be but he could tell Ron wasn't buying.

Finally he called, "Give it up Herm.  I suppose we have to tell him."

Hermione whirled around and cried, "No Harry!"

"Herm!"

"Alright."

Ron stared at Hermione then growled, "What's going on?"

Harry squirmed out from behind the couch and stood up, brushing dust off his robes.  "I think I can explain that."

Ron gave a yelp of surprise and pulled out his wand but Hermione jumped on him, jerking his arm down.  He blinked and roared, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"  Hermione snarled in reply, "That's Harry!"

"WHAT?"

When the two finally managed to get their friend calmed down, Ron asked, "Okay, what's going on?  And why do you look like Snape, Harry?"

Harry quickly explained, with Hermione adding bits in.

When they were done Ron glared at him and said, "So . . ."

Harry blinked then narrowed his eyes.  "Ron, don't do this."

"Do what?  You don't even know what I'm doing."

"You're angry at me just because I'm a bloody Snape!"

Ron stood up and roared, "SO WHAT IF I AM?"

Harry glared at his friend and noted somewhere in the back of his mind that they were the same height now.  He opened his mouth to say something then decided against it and shook his head.  Leaning forward he hissed, "And I thought you would understand."  With that he turned and stormed out of the common room.  As he did he heard Hermione shriek, "RON!"

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Harry went straight down to the Potions classroom.  He had found that he didn't want to talk to Lupin, Hermione, Ron, or Dumbledore about what was going on.  He wanted to talk to Saerry.

Knocking on the door he heard Saerry call, "Come in," and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Opening the door he stepped inside.  Saerry looked up as he shut the door and smiled.

"Good evening Harry."

Harry didn't even ask how she knew it was him.  He simply went over and sat down in the first desk.

"How did you know it was me?"

Saerry smiled and replied, "I've suspected something like this since the first night I saw you Harry.  My brother's tale was the reason I began to believe it was true."  She chuckled and added, "As I would have felt like a fool if it hadn't."

Harry smiled and looked down at the floor.

They both were silent until Saerry said, "You know, I'm your aunt now don't you?"

Harry nodded and said, "And Snape is my father."

Saerry smiled and when Harry felt her hand touch his shoulder and looked up she was standing above him.  She sat down in the desk beside him and said, "He's not that bad Harry."

"He hates me."

"Only because he hated your . . James Potter."

Harry nodded and Saerry looked at the door.  She muttered, "He should be back by now."

"Where is he?"

Saerry blinked and stared at him for a moment before saying, "Ah . . ."

Harry smirked.  "I know he's a Death Eater."

Saerry blinked again.

"Oh!  Well . . ."

"Yea."

They sat for a few minutes then Saerry asked, "Have you been to Dumbledore yet?"

"No."

"You should go tell him."

Harry gave a little shudder and he felt Saerry's hand grip his thin shoulder tightly.  He turned to see her smiling at him, her black eyes, so much like her brother's, showing kindness and perhaps, just a little bit of love.

She whispered, "I'll go with you.  And we'll leave a note for Severus.  Will that be alright?"

Harry nodded and Saerry pulled out a wand.

"Accio parchment and quill."

A quill flew off the desk but all of the papers on the table rose up and flew towards them.  Harry quickly pulled out his wand and muttered something.  One blank piece of parchment flew to Saerry while the desk formed into stacks and landed neatly on the desk.

Saerry looked at him and blushed.  She muttered, "Still haven't got the hang of magic yet."

Harry grinned and said, "I'll help you."  As an afterthought he added, "Aunt Saerry."

Saerry blinked then smiled at him.  "Let's just say Saerry for now Harry.  It's going to take me a bit to get used to having a nephew!"  Harry grinned in reply and nodded, before waving his wand, causing a bottle of ink to float over to land on the desk Saerry was sitting in.

Saerry smiled and said, "Thank you Harry," before dipping her quill in the ink and began to quickly jot down a note.

When she was done she placed it and the quill and inkbottle back on the desk.

"Alright.  Let's go."

Harry nodded and the both of them left the classroom, Saerry muttering the locking spell over the door her brother had told her to use.  Turning, she wrapped and arm about Harry shoulders and led him down the hall.

A/N: Well those two are getting along quite nicely aren't they?  Next chap, Sev's reaction!  MWAAHAHAHAAAA!!!