A/N: Wow I didn't expect reviews so soon. Anyways thanks everybody and
here's chapter 2!
Oh the inspiration for hthis chapter came while I was sitting in my
American Musical Theatre class while I was supposed to be taking notes on
late 19th Century Operettas and the composers and their contribution to the
development of the modern musical in america. Go figure! Who knew I'd get
inspired for this story out of the dronings of my professor, but I hope it
doesn't suck too bad. Enjoy everybody!
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue because you really won't get all that much but a bunch of music books, instruments, dance clothes and scripts!
Chapter 2
After Severus had finished his last class of the day he retreated to his private quarters to think before it was time to go to the Great Hall for supper. He sank onto the plush couch and rubbed the bridge of his nose. He wasn't quite sure how to go about talking to Harry. He knew that he'd better do it that night becuase Harry was a smart boy and it wouldn't take him long to figure things out. And the last thing that Severus wanted was for Harry to have misconceptions about what really happened.
Before he knew it it was time for supper. He headed up to the owlry first with a note written to Harry and called Hedwig to him. He attached the note to the owl's leg and said "Take this to Harry now, it's very important." Hedwit hooted and took off through the owlry window as Severus made his way down to the Great Hall. He slid through the side door and glided into his seat. He watched the distinctive snowy owl fly into the Hall and land in fron of Harry. He almost let out a chukle at the looks flashing across Harry's face. Almost being the key word. He then turned his attention to his meal in silence. Just as he was finishing his meal Lupin said "Are you going to do it?" Severus sent a glare at the werewolf and said "Later tonight." He then rose from his seat and left the Great Hall to retreat to his dungeon quarters.
Harry walked through the winding halls towards Snape's dungeons purposefully dragging his feet so he had time to think. He had separated from Ron and Hermione in the entrance hall to go down to Snape's rooms. He wasn't sure what Snape could possibly want since it was just the first day of classes. 'Maybe he wants to make sure everything's all right after what happened in class earlier.' He almost shot that thought down but didn't because of how Snape had changed his attitude and behavior towards him over the summer. Before he knew it he found himself in front of the door leading to Snape's private quarters. He raised his hand and knocked on the door and after hearing a muffled "Come in Harry" he entered and went to sit down on the couch and looked at Snape. Snape was currently standing by the fireplace with a neutral expression on his face. Snape walked over and sat down at the other end of the couch. "Harry there's something really important that I need to talk to you about but first I wanted to make sure that you were all right after what happened in class today."
Harry nodded and said "I'm fine sir, just a little flare up because of Malfoy's little trick but it was no big deal. Nothing to worry about."
Snape nodded and said "All right, just making sure. Mr. Malfoy has been duly punished for that little prank of his. Now, on to more important matters."
Harry nodded and listened "Harry, I know that not many people have told you about your past. Now this will come as a shock to you I'm sure but I beg of you to not run off and just listen to me, all right?"
At Harry's nod he continued. "Harry I'm sure that nobody's told you but your mother and I were married for a short time after we graduated from Hogwarts. Unfortunately Voldemort found out and he threatened to kill your mother and myself if I didn't terminate the marriage because she was not a pureblood and therefore not worthy of being married to one. So out of love and respect for your mother I divorced her. But right before we officially divorced we shared one last night together. I'm surprised that I didn't think of it sooner." "Think of what sooner, sir? If you don't mind me asking." Snape shook his head and said "Of course I don't mind you asking me Harry. I don't know quite how to say this but I guess that I'd better get to the point. Harry I'm your father."
Harry sat stunned, not knowing what to say. After several minutes he finally stuttered "Bu....but how?! I don't believe you." "Harry think, why would I lie to you about something like this?" "I.....I don't know, but it just can't be true!" "Harry, how can it not be true?! I gave you all the facts, in fact there's a simple potion that'll tell us for sure, if that'll help." Harry merely nodded and Snape went and got the potion. He had a feeling that the boy wouldn't believe him so he'd brewed it earlier just in case. He walked back to the boy who was still sitting dumbfounded on the couch and set the potion in the bowl on the table next to the couch and walked back over to the boy.
"Harry all you have to do is put a drop of blood in the bowl and I'll do the same, if the drops join together then you're my son, if they stay separate, then you're not. It's as simple as that."
Harry merely nodded and only did Snape get a reaction when he pricked Harry's finger to get the drop of blood. Harry watched with interest as the drop fell into the bowl and watched Snape prick his finger and repeat the process. Almost immediately the two drops joined together. That was the last straw for Harry though, he didn't know what to think or react so he merely fainted. Snape thankfully reacted fast enough to grab his son before he hit the floor. He easily picked up the slight boy and set him back on the couch and brushed his longer hair off of the boys face and just watched his son thinking to himself, 'now what?'
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue because you really won't get all that much but a bunch of music books, instruments, dance clothes and scripts!
Chapter 2
After Severus had finished his last class of the day he retreated to his private quarters to think before it was time to go to the Great Hall for supper. He sank onto the plush couch and rubbed the bridge of his nose. He wasn't quite sure how to go about talking to Harry. He knew that he'd better do it that night becuase Harry was a smart boy and it wouldn't take him long to figure things out. And the last thing that Severus wanted was for Harry to have misconceptions about what really happened.
Before he knew it it was time for supper. He headed up to the owlry first with a note written to Harry and called Hedwig to him. He attached the note to the owl's leg and said "Take this to Harry now, it's very important." Hedwit hooted and took off through the owlry window as Severus made his way down to the Great Hall. He slid through the side door and glided into his seat. He watched the distinctive snowy owl fly into the Hall and land in fron of Harry. He almost let out a chukle at the looks flashing across Harry's face. Almost being the key word. He then turned his attention to his meal in silence. Just as he was finishing his meal Lupin said "Are you going to do it?" Severus sent a glare at the werewolf and said "Later tonight." He then rose from his seat and left the Great Hall to retreat to his dungeon quarters.
Harry walked through the winding halls towards Snape's dungeons purposefully dragging his feet so he had time to think. He had separated from Ron and Hermione in the entrance hall to go down to Snape's rooms. He wasn't sure what Snape could possibly want since it was just the first day of classes. 'Maybe he wants to make sure everything's all right after what happened in class earlier.' He almost shot that thought down but didn't because of how Snape had changed his attitude and behavior towards him over the summer. Before he knew it he found himself in front of the door leading to Snape's private quarters. He raised his hand and knocked on the door and after hearing a muffled "Come in Harry" he entered and went to sit down on the couch and looked at Snape. Snape was currently standing by the fireplace with a neutral expression on his face. Snape walked over and sat down at the other end of the couch. "Harry there's something really important that I need to talk to you about but first I wanted to make sure that you were all right after what happened in class today."
Harry nodded and said "I'm fine sir, just a little flare up because of Malfoy's little trick but it was no big deal. Nothing to worry about."
Snape nodded and said "All right, just making sure. Mr. Malfoy has been duly punished for that little prank of his. Now, on to more important matters."
Harry nodded and listened "Harry, I know that not many people have told you about your past. Now this will come as a shock to you I'm sure but I beg of you to not run off and just listen to me, all right?"
At Harry's nod he continued. "Harry I'm sure that nobody's told you but your mother and I were married for a short time after we graduated from Hogwarts. Unfortunately Voldemort found out and he threatened to kill your mother and myself if I didn't terminate the marriage because she was not a pureblood and therefore not worthy of being married to one. So out of love and respect for your mother I divorced her. But right before we officially divorced we shared one last night together. I'm surprised that I didn't think of it sooner." "Think of what sooner, sir? If you don't mind me asking." Snape shook his head and said "Of course I don't mind you asking me Harry. I don't know quite how to say this but I guess that I'd better get to the point. Harry I'm your father."
Harry sat stunned, not knowing what to say. After several minutes he finally stuttered "Bu....but how?! I don't believe you." "Harry think, why would I lie to you about something like this?" "I.....I don't know, but it just can't be true!" "Harry, how can it not be true?! I gave you all the facts, in fact there's a simple potion that'll tell us for sure, if that'll help." Harry merely nodded and Snape went and got the potion. He had a feeling that the boy wouldn't believe him so he'd brewed it earlier just in case. He walked back to the boy who was still sitting dumbfounded on the couch and set the potion in the bowl on the table next to the couch and walked back over to the boy.
"Harry all you have to do is put a drop of blood in the bowl and I'll do the same, if the drops join together then you're my son, if they stay separate, then you're not. It's as simple as that."
Harry merely nodded and only did Snape get a reaction when he pricked Harry's finger to get the drop of blood. Harry watched with interest as the drop fell into the bowl and watched Snape prick his finger and repeat the process. Almost immediately the two drops joined together. That was the last straw for Harry though, he didn't know what to think or react so he merely fainted. Snape thankfully reacted fast enough to grab his son before he hit the floor. He easily picked up the slight boy and set him back on the couch and brushed his longer hair off of the boys face and just watched his son thinking to himself, 'now what?'