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It was a dim lit room, red walls and a giant circle of hooded figures surrounding one small hooded figure and a woman. It was Voldemort was holding this woman out in front of his body; her head was hanging down to her chest. She had brown long hair and a thin body, she wasn't the youngest maybe 30-40, and her cloths were torn like she had been struggling against something. Voldemort did a complete circle so everyone could see the woman. Then he paused and started to talk to his followers.
"My friends, in front of you is our first victim, for she is the most worthy for this treatment and will be honored to the most faithful of my servants." Again Voldemort circled to room. He had a very evil grin placed across his face; a glint in his serpent eyes, and his skin even seemed to have the tiniest bit of colour. "The question is which of you is the most worthy? Well this has been quite easy for me to pick; not all of you have remained the most faithful." Voldemort's glare sent a shiver throughout the entire room. "I choose one of our youngest members, he has shown greatness and I expect a magnitude of things from him. This person is Severus Snape!" The room was silent except for a couple claps and low grumbles as Snape stepped forward.
At hearing mans' name the woman lifted her head in horror. For the first time the Death Eaters saw the woman's face, and Snape was standing right in front of her. It was a good thing that Snape was wearing a mask for the look on his face when he saw who the woman was, was almost humorous. It was shock that was plastered on his face but also remorse.
"What am I to do with her my Lord?" Snape finally asked.
"Severus this is a very special task seeing as this one was one of your teachers. Nevertheless she is the worthy one and what you must do is…" Voldemort bent down to wiper something in his ear, then stood back up again. "Do you understand?"
"Yes my Lord." He nodded then took the woman out into a room. Voldemort had a grin plastered across his face when he heard screams and a loud bang.
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Harry suddenly woke up with his hand pressed against his forehead. The pain was excruciating and pounding into his head like a hammer. His face was covered in sweat and his vision was blurry. He could barely recall the dream he had just had, it was something about a woman… Death Eaters… Snape! Snape was there in his dream, but he was younger and he was rewarded the woman. The woman in his dream was, was… McGonagall!!!
Harry quickly went to find his glasses but realized that they were already on, but his vision was still blurry. Harry took them off and could see clear as crystal. 'That's strange' Harry thought to himself, but omitted it to concern. He quickly looked around his room when he spotted McGonagall sitting in a chair next to his bed. He sat up and winced as some bruises were still left on his body. He didn't want to wake up his Head of House so he quietly slipped out of bed to go to the bathroom.
When he was washing his hands he looked up in the mirror to see if his eyes were still glowing. They weren't glowing anymore, but still they had a brighter colour. Over the summer Harry had changed quite a bit. He was taller, not so bony anymore and his face had become more defined. His cheekbones were a little higher, and his hair seemed to be calmer. Harry was soon distracted by a sudden noise in the other room. When he appeared in the doorframe McGonagall let out a sigh.
"How are you feeling Harry?"
"Much better thanks. I am just a little sore still. Did you sleep there all night?"
"It's looking that way Mr. Potter," She said with a slight smile. "Are you getting hungry?"
Now that Harry had thought about it he was hungry, not just hungry very hungry, "That would be great Professor."
So Harry and McGonagall walked down to the Great Hall to eat. When they entered the room Dumbledore, Sprout, and Snape were already at the table they used for the Christmas Holidays. Dumbledore stood up "Ah, Mr. Potter I'm glad to see that you are feeling better!"
"Thank you Headmaster." Harry said weakly, for he could feel Snapes eyes watching him form behind. Harry sat down at the table, but couldn't help thinking about his dream and what did Snape do to McGonagall? Harry once again looked around the table and noticed that Snape and McGonagall sat as far apart as possible.
As the food on Harry's plate appeared he immediately pushed the thought to the back of his mind. This small breakfast was like a feast compared to the Dursley's once a week feedings. Harry had firsts, seconds, and thirds until he actually started to listen to the conversation. Apparently they again had to hire a new DADA teacher and that Snape wasn't going to get the job. Of course they didn't really day he wasn't you could just tell by the look on his face. When the subject finally changed was when Harry really started to listen.
Dumbledore tried to keep his voice low as he talked to the potions master. "Severus you have to tell him sometime he is starting the changing process already. He even used the maître de soufflé, and you are the only one that I know who knows how to do that."
"He doesn't need to know, and he could have gotten maître de soufflé form his mother!" a low growl escaped his mouth as he talked.
"I don't understand why you are afraid of telling him, he would love to know he had a father."
"That may be so, but he wouldn't want me as a father! Albus I think that we should continue this conversation a little later." Severus said darting his eyes toward Harry.
Harry quickly looked down at his food hoping that hey didn't notice him. Almost as on cue McGonagall stood up from the table, "Harry are you finished with your breakfast?"
"Yes"
"Then if you will please follow me we have some things to discuss." McGonagall excused herself from the table and left the Great Hall. Also leaving Harry found McGonagall waiting for him outside and together they walked to her office. "Please sit down Harry," she pointed to a maroon overstuffed chair. "Now Harry, as we had to take away from the Dursley's we are going to have to find another living situation for the summer. Of course the rest of this summer you will stay here, and as for you going to the Weasleys, well you can't. With You-Know-Who getting stronger the only safe place for you is here." McGonagall paused for a moment then continued. "Harry is there anything that you would like to talk about?"
That question hit hard as about a hundred questions filled his head. "Well…um…what's happening to me? I mean with my eyes and I don't even have to wear my glasses anymore. How did you know that I was in trouble?"
Minerva took a deep breath, "The answer is Harry what happened to your eyes is apart of a spell called maître de soufflé. It enables its holder to send a massage to someone you trust. In your case it was a distress message that you sent to me that's how I knew you were in trouble. I really don't know why you don't need your glasses anymore it is probably apart of the spell."
Harry and McGonagall continued to talk while Snape and Dumbledore were talking about Harry.
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"Severus, I know this is hard for you to except, but you are his father and he will find out on his own even if you don't tell him. He changes started and soon he will be looking exactly like you."
"Even if he finds out he isn't going to like the fact. No one would want to find out that the greasy Potions Master is their father."
"You may think that but Severus for someone who hasn't ever had a father you wouldn't be so bad. I know I can trust you to tell him soon, or Severus I am going to tell him for you."
Snape sighed, "In my own time Albus, but I give you my word that I will tell him before Halloween."
A/N Sorry that wasn't a very long chapter but so far none of them are! HE HE! Keep reviewing it is really helping to inspire me!
Love Lots
BJR Sidda
It was a dim lit room, red walls and a giant circle of hooded figures surrounding one small hooded figure and a woman. It was Voldemort was holding this woman out in front of his body; her head was hanging down to her chest. She had brown long hair and a thin body, she wasn't the youngest maybe 30-40, and her cloths were torn like she had been struggling against something. Voldemort did a complete circle so everyone could see the woman. Then he paused and started to talk to his followers.
"My friends, in front of you is our first victim, for she is the most worthy for this treatment and will be honored to the most faithful of my servants." Again Voldemort circled to room. He had a very evil grin placed across his face; a glint in his serpent eyes, and his skin even seemed to have the tiniest bit of colour. "The question is which of you is the most worthy? Well this has been quite easy for me to pick; not all of you have remained the most faithful." Voldemort's glare sent a shiver throughout the entire room. "I choose one of our youngest members, he has shown greatness and I expect a magnitude of things from him. This person is Severus Snape!" The room was silent except for a couple claps and low grumbles as Snape stepped forward.
At hearing mans' name the woman lifted her head in horror. For the first time the Death Eaters saw the woman's face, and Snape was standing right in front of her. It was a good thing that Snape was wearing a mask for the look on his face when he saw who the woman was, was almost humorous. It was shock that was plastered on his face but also remorse.
"What am I to do with her my Lord?" Snape finally asked.
"Severus this is a very special task seeing as this one was one of your teachers. Nevertheless she is the worthy one and what you must do is…" Voldemort bent down to wiper something in his ear, then stood back up again. "Do you understand?"
"Yes my Lord." He nodded then took the woman out into a room. Voldemort had a grin plastered across his face when he heard screams and a loud bang.
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Harry suddenly woke up with his hand pressed against his forehead. The pain was excruciating and pounding into his head like a hammer. His face was covered in sweat and his vision was blurry. He could barely recall the dream he had just had, it was something about a woman… Death Eaters… Snape! Snape was there in his dream, but he was younger and he was rewarded the woman. The woman in his dream was, was… McGonagall!!!
Harry quickly went to find his glasses but realized that they were already on, but his vision was still blurry. Harry took them off and could see clear as crystal. 'That's strange' Harry thought to himself, but omitted it to concern. He quickly looked around his room when he spotted McGonagall sitting in a chair next to his bed. He sat up and winced as some bruises were still left on his body. He didn't want to wake up his Head of House so he quietly slipped out of bed to go to the bathroom.
When he was washing his hands he looked up in the mirror to see if his eyes were still glowing. They weren't glowing anymore, but still they had a brighter colour. Over the summer Harry had changed quite a bit. He was taller, not so bony anymore and his face had become more defined. His cheekbones were a little higher, and his hair seemed to be calmer. Harry was soon distracted by a sudden noise in the other room. When he appeared in the doorframe McGonagall let out a sigh.
"How are you feeling Harry?"
"Much better thanks. I am just a little sore still. Did you sleep there all night?"
"It's looking that way Mr. Potter," She said with a slight smile. "Are you getting hungry?"
Now that Harry had thought about it he was hungry, not just hungry very hungry, "That would be great Professor."
So Harry and McGonagall walked down to the Great Hall to eat. When they entered the room Dumbledore, Sprout, and Snape were already at the table they used for the Christmas Holidays. Dumbledore stood up "Ah, Mr. Potter I'm glad to see that you are feeling better!"
"Thank you Headmaster." Harry said weakly, for he could feel Snapes eyes watching him form behind. Harry sat down at the table, but couldn't help thinking about his dream and what did Snape do to McGonagall? Harry once again looked around the table and noticed that Snape and McGonagall sat as far apart as possible.
As the food on Harry's plate appeared he immediately pushed the thought to the back of his mind. This small breakfast was like a feast compared to the Dursley's once a week feedings. Harry had firsts, seconds, and thirds until he actually started to listen to the conversation. Apparently they again had to hire a new DADA teacher and that Snape wasn't going to get the job. Of course they didn't really day he wasn't you could just tell by the look on his face. When the subject finally changed was when Harry really started to listen.
Dumbledore tried to keep his voice low as he talked to the potions master. "Severus you have to tell him sometime he is starting the changing process already. He even used the maître de soufflé, and you are the only one that I know who knows how to do that."
"He doesn't need to know, and he could have gotten maître de soufflé form his mother!" a low growl escaped his mouth as he talked.
"I don't understand why you are afraid of telling him, he would love to know he had a father."
"That may be so, but he wouldn't want me as a father! Albus I think that we should continue this conversation a little later." Severus said darting his eyes toward Harry.
Harry quickly looked down at his food hoping that hey didn't notice him. Almost as on cue McGonagall stood up from the table, "Harry are you finished with your breakfast?"
"Yes"
"Then if you will please follow me we have some things to discuss." McGonagall excused herself from the table and left the Great Hall. Also leaving Harry found McGonagall waiting for him outside and together they walked to her office. "Please sit down Harry," she pointed to a maroon overstuffed chair. "Now Harry, as we had to take away from the Dursley's we are going to have to find another living situation for the summer. Of course the rest of this summer you will stay here, and as for you going to the Weasleys, well you can't. With You-Know-Who getting stronger the only safe place for you is here." McGonagall paused for a moment then continued. "Harry is there anything that you would like to talk about?"
That question hit hard as about a hundred questions filled his head. "Well…um…what's happening to me? I mean with my eyes and I don't even have to wear my glasses anymore. How did you know that I was in trouble?"
Minerva took a deep breath, "The answer is Harry what happened to your eyes is apart of a spell called maître de soufflé. It enables its holder to send a massage to someone you trust. In your case it was a distress message that you sent to me that's how I knew you were in trouble. I really don't know why you don't need your glasses anymore it is probably apart of the spell."
Harry and McGonagall continued to talk while Snape and Dumbledore were talking about Harry.
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"Severus, I know this is hard for you to except, but you are his father and he will find out on his own even if you don't tell him. He changes started and soon he will be looking exactly like you."
"Even if he finds out he isn't going to like the fact. No one would want to find out that the greasy Potions Master is their father."
"You may think that but Severus for someone who hasn't ever had a father you wouldn't be so bad. I know I can trust you to tell him soon, or Severus I am going to tell him for you."
Snape sighed, "In my own time Albus, but I give you my word that I will tell him before Halloween."
A/N Sorry that wasn't a very long chapter but so far none of them are! HE HE! Keep reviewing it is really helping to inspire me!
Love Lots
BJR Sidda