This story is written in response to Severitus´s challenge. I don't own Harry Potter (wouldn't mind owning Sev or Draccy though) but unfortunately they're all Jo´s (JKR´s), lucky lady.
Great Expectations
Chapter 3

In the smallest bedroom of 4 Privet Drive, a boy, about 14 - 15 years old. Yes, you´re right, it´s Harry Potter (Snape?)

Harry: "I can´t believe I fell asleep, I missed something that´ll never happen again; the moment I turned 15"

He runs his fingers through his hair, feeling it´s all tangled. He walks to the mirror, looks in it, and cries out.

Harry: "OK, I must be dreaming. This is just a nightmare. I don't really look like a younger, green-eyed Snape, with a mini-version of his nose! At least is isn´t crooked! Very soon I´m going to wake up in my bed looking like James Potter again, right? Looking like Snape is too horrible to be true for anyone!!!" (AN: I don't mean that, Sev is gorgeous!!! Not as much as Draccy though . but anyway, no with the story)

Harry walked to the bed, sat on it, and buried his face in his palms.

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At the same time at the Snape manor, Sev is sitting at is desk doing the same thing.

Sev: "Harry Potter, who I´ve hated for 4 years just for looking like James Potter, is probably my son. MY son!! Of all the men on earth I had to be the father of the Boy Who Lived. I don't deserve to be anyone´s father! Honestly, could you think of anyone who deserves it less. I can: Vernon Dursley. If it wasn't for that %&$##/ of a man I´d be doing the Potter boy a huge favour by pretending not to know anything about our possible relation!"

Sev stands up and begins to pace the floor

Sev: "But even I´m better than Vernon Dursley, I at least wouldn´t beat anyone up! Well, I´d shout at him, ground him, make him clean all my cauldrons without magic, that kind of thing, if I got angry, but I´d never beat him up. He must have had a terrible time if he´ll be glad if I tell him I´m probably his father and he can live with me until that´s been proven wrong or right."

Sev walks to the window, sits in the windowsill, and stares distantly out over his land.

Sev: "My father, curse his memory, would turn over in his grave if he knew I had a son who´s half Mudblood, as he would put it. If it hadn´t been for my father I would never have become a Death Eater, and then Lily would never have left me, she would never have gone to James, and I would have known Harry all his life, watched Lily´s pregnancy, been there at Harry´s birth, heard his first word, seen him take his first steps, taught him how to ride a broom. There are so many things I´ve missed. My father won´t take any more away from me, I´m going to do my best to get Harry to forgive me and even accept me as his father." (AN: I´m sorry how corny this is but I just had to show that Sev had his softer sides)
Be sure to be with us tomorrow for another full hour of Great Expectations!

Next chapter: Sev and Harry meet. How will this end?

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