Hey everyone! Hope you like this new chappy. I worked on it for quite
a while. Once again, Tankies to Ibonekoen and Dingo for being the coolest
critics in the world! If you have any questions, let me know in reviews. I
don't own anyone except Jadzia Potter-Snape, Harold Potter, Abigail Potter,
and Fairy. Dats all folks!! Laterz! ~ Bashful C
~*~ Chappy 2 ~*~
"This isn't fair! It's bad enough we have ole Snape for Potions, now we have him for DADA too!" Ron Weasley moaned as him Harry Potter and Hermione Granger walked into the Gryffindor common room. Dropping her books on a table, Hermione gave an indignant huff.
"Well, Professor Dumbledore wasn't able to find someone for the DADA position so either he had to cancel DADA till he could or he had to have someone teach two subjects. And with You-Know-Who back, he can't very well cancel, can he?" Ron grumbled.
"Why couldn't McGonagall or Flitwick take it? Why did it have to be Snape?" Harry gave him a grim smile.
"You know Snape's wanted DADA for years, plus he was the only one willing to take it." Ron continued muttering curses at Snape while he pulled out his History of Magic homework.
"Who are you going to do your paper on, Ron? Your family's huge." Harry asked trying to change the subject. Ron brightened up at the question.
"My great grandfather Ronald Weasley, who I'm named after. He died when I was seven. This is an assignment I'm actually excited about. My grandfather was cool. What about you?" he asked them. Harry's eyebrows furrowed as he contemplated the question.
My mom? My dad? I don't know anything about the rest of my family.
"I'm going to do my great, great aunt Antonia. She was a witch too. The only other one in our family according to what my grandmother told me this summer when I went to visit her." Hermione answered. The two of them looked at Harry, who shrugged.
"All I know about my family is that my mum's family was muggle and she had one muggle sister. My dad's family was a wizard family. I guess I could do it on one of them." He frowned. Ron and Hermione gave him a sympathetic look.
"Why don't you research your dad's family? Maybe find out about your grandparents?" Hermione suggested. Harry thought it over. I already know a lot about muggles and Professor Binns did suggest we do someone with magic, but if were muggle born we could do a muggle. But I have an entire family of wizards I don't know anything about.
"Where would I find out, though?" Harry asked absently. "Information on my dad's family I mean." Hermione looked up from her book.
"The library. Professor said that there's a ton of books we can use to do our research with." Ron and Harry glanced at each other, identical grins on their faces. Harry glanced at Hermione.
"Gonna come to the library with us Herm?" he asked. Hermione looked from her books to the two boys. Finally she sighed and stuffed everything in her bag before joining them. Just as they left the room, Hermione said jokingly,
"You two wouldn't be safe in the library. You would die of reading overload."
Ten minutes later, the three friends were sitting at a table in the library with several books stacked around them, most of them Hermione's. Harry and Ron each had one book, "The Potter Family Tree" and "The Weasley Family Tree" which were basically histories on the families.
"Wow, Fred and George are named after my great, great grandfather and his twin brother." Ron read. Hermione glanced up from her paper, then at Harry who hadn't opened his book yet.
"What's wrong, Harry?" Ron looked up at her words. He frowned. Harry gave them a sheepish grin.
"I'm afraid to open it." Ron reached over and flipped it open, saving Harry the trouble. Hermione frowned. Harry grinned. He started reading.
After a few minutes of reading about the start of Potter line, he flipped to the chapter on his grandfather.
"Hey, I was named after my grandfather!" Ron and Hermione glanced up attentive.
"'Harold James Potter was born on the 8th of August, 1933. He was an only child and attended 'Gwendolyn's Wizard Children's School' where he learned the fundamentals of writing, mathematics and science. At age eleven he was accepted into 'Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry', where he learned magic. He was a Gryffindor and in his second year became seeker for his house, where he helped win the Quidditch cup every year.'" Harry paused to take a breath and heard Hermione murmur,
"It runs in the family." Harry blushed and continued.
"'In his third year he met his future wife, Abigail Jadzia Acuza (AJ to friends and family). Abigail was a Ravenclaw and was the seeker for her house. They began dating in there fourth year. In his fifth year he became a prefect, as did Abigail. In his seventh and final year he became Head Boy while his now fiancée was Head Girl. He graduated with top grades and was excepted into 'Merlin's University of Witchcraft and Wizardry' as did Abigail. While he studied to be a Ministry of Magic official, Abigail studied to be a teacher." Harry looked up at Ron and Hermione and noticed Ron grinning mischievously.
"Your grandparents sound like Hermione." Harry stifled a snicker as Hermione bristled. Ignoring Ron, she gave Harry a look.
"Continue Harry." Grinning, he did as she commanded.
"A year into their schooling, Abigail and Harold were married in a private ceremony at Hogwarts Great Hall. A year later Harold and Abigail graduated from Merlin, a whole two years early. Abigail was accepted as Potions Master at Hogwarts while Harold was elected a governor, like his father had been.
"On a bright and sunny Saturday in December, Abigail was told she was pregnant. Ecstatic about the coming children, the couple bought a small manor on the outskirts of Hogsmeade, so Abigail would be near Hogwarts."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were so engrossed in the book that none of them noticed Severus standing stock still behind a bookcase, listening to Harry read from the book. He thought briefly of going and confiscating the book so Harry wouldn't find out about Jadzia, but decided even if he could think of a liable excuse, Harry would eventually discover her anyways. He was good at finding out things that didn't involve him.
Technically this DOES involve him Severus A soft little voice in the back of his head, which sounded suspiciously like Jadzia, told him. Pushing the voice to the back of his mind, he concentrated on listening to the trio.
"Nine months later, (and after an interesting food craving of blueberry Ice cream topped with cockroach clusters)," Behind the book case, Severus grimaced.
"Abigail gave birth to a pair of fraternal-" Harry's voice broke off and Severus peered through a slot to see his stunned face. Giving a miserable sigh, he emerged from the bookcase and gave the trio a piercing look.
"Potter, follow me." Glancing at the book, he added. "And leave the book."
He started for the door and glanced over his shoulder to see Harry, Ron, and Hermione starring at him, bewildered. His eyes flashed.
"Now, Potter!" He snarled. Harry got up and handed the book to Hermione who stared at him as he followed Severus.
After several minutes which passed in silence, Harry finally emerged from his shock and managed the courage to ask where they were going.
"To Professor Dumbledore's office, and don't ask questions!" Snape said sharply.
Harry frowned and remained silent till they got to the stone gargoyle that jumped aside when Snape muttered the password (Mars Bars). When they reached the door that lead to Dumbledore's office, Snape knocked sharply. A minute later they heard Dumbledore's voice call for them to come. Entering behind Snape, Harry saw Remus Lupin arguing with a big black dog, which appeared very angry. Forgetting he was supposedly in trouble Harry leapt from behind Snape and dropped by the dog.
"Sirius! What are you doing here?" He asked. The dog looked at him a moment before changing into a young man with black hair and a look of half annoyance and half delight on his face.
"I came here to stop Remus from doing something foolish." He replied before turning to Remus. Before either of them could continue the argument they had been having, Severus' spoke.
"He knows." Harry stared at him bewilderment. He had never heard Snape speak so sadly or so softly. Remus and Sirius both appeared startled but that quickly changed. Remus smiled and Sirius glared at Snape.
"And I suppose you told him?" Snape's eyes flashed. Harry noticed Dumbledore watching the trio with an amused little smile. Catching Harry's eye, he winked.
"First of all, Black, no I did not. He found out from a book about the Potters. Secondly, even if I had, you wouldn't be able to say a word in argument. After all, she was my wife, not yours." Now Harry was REALLY confused.
Snape was married? Who would want to marry him? Harry looked up when Dumbledore broke in.
"Sirius, I agree with Severus." He held up a hand when Sirius tried to speak. "However, what has happened has happened, and we can do nothing to change it. Now I believe Harry has many questions about his aunt, which you three are the best to answer." Harry blinked as all four of them looked at him. Swallowing he asked quietly,
"May I sit down?" Sirius brought him a chair and Harry gratefully sat down. His legs felt like jelly and the looks he was getting from the four men was unnerving. He had a hundred and one questions he wanted to ask but the one that sprang from his mouth first was:
"Snape's my uncle?" Snape frowned, Dumbledore chuckled, and Remus and Sirius gave him looks.
"Yes Potter, I am your uncle. Jadzia and I were married three months before your parents were killed." Snape said quietly. Harry looked at Sirius and Remus, who nodded.
"Your father was not happy. Your mother on the other hand was delighted. Jadzia was her best friend and as you're probably not aware, she cared for Severus as well." Remus remarked and Harry could've sworn he heard Sirius mutter under his breath "the only one who did". Harry processed that information and asked his second question.
"She was my mum's best friend? What did she look like?" Sirius smiled.
"She was beautiful. Everyone in school agreed on that. She looked exactly like your father except a few differences. The major one of course, was that she was a woman. She also had Emerald Green eyes, which she got from her mother. Her hair was curly, but she always made it look manageable. It was jet black and reached her shoulder blades. She was short, about your mother's height.
Lily and Jadzia became friends the instant they met on the train. Her and James had been slightly late cuz their owls, Mercury and Isis, somehow managed to escape from their cages on the platform. When they got on, their was only one compartment with room left, ours. Your mum and I had met at Diagon Alley and had decided to share a compartment on the train. We met Remus on the platform and invited him to join us. When they poked their heads into the compartment and asked, Lily said yes right away. Even then she had her eye on James." He laughed at the memory. Remus chuckled and even Snape managed a tiny smile. Harry grinned.
"Do you have a picture?" Harry asked hopefully. Sirius shook his head, as did Remus. Snape frowned, but after a piercing look from Dumbledore he sighed.
"I have one picture in my bedroom. It's on my nightstand." He told them. Dumbledore smiled. He turned to the large Phoenix right behind Snape and spoke quietly.
"Fawkes, please go and get the picture Severus spoke of." Fawkes gave a soft trilling note and vanished. Minutes later, he appeared with a small framed photograph in his talons. Handing it to Harry, Snape kept his eyes on Fawkes. Harry studied the photo and felt Sirius come to look over his shoulder.
The photo was of a young Snape and a woman who looked remarkably like both Harry and James. Jadzia was standing in front of a large manor that Harry absently recognized. It was on the road to Hogsmeade, directly between Hogwarts and the town. She had her hand placed on a small sign that said 'Snape Manor' and Harry realized that this was their home. Snape himself was quietly watching Jadzia. Harry grinned when he noticed paint cans and brushes near the front of the house and that both of them were covered in paint. Looking up he couldn't help what came from his mouth.
"It looks like you got more paint on yourselves than on the manor." Remus snorted, while Sirius and Dumbledore grinned. Snape raised a single eyebrow.
"It was your aunt's fault. She had the bright idea to paint my nose." The entire room, except Snape who wore a tiny smile, erupted in laughter. After they had calmed down, Snape added.
"She then had a nice bath of yellow paint." Harry chuckled. He tilted his head as he studied the picture.
"Why do you have poka dots on your robes?" Snape's mouth twitched.
"She decided I was going to be a new canvas. She planned on putting me in an art museum." Harry could tell he was trying not to smile at the memory and grinned.
Maybe he's not so bad after all Looking down at the photo he asked the question he was dreading the answer to.
"What happened to her?" The smiles instantly vanished as everyone looked at Snape, who in turn looked at Harry with a piercing look.
"She had decided to go and visit your parents one last time before she couldn't any longer. Voldemort knew I had married Jadzia and said he would leave her alone. He was determined, however, to get your parents." Harry swallowed. Avoiding their stares he looked at the photo.
"She was their that night, wasn't she. When they died." He said. It wasn't a question. He knew his heart she had been there.
"Yes she was. We never found her body. Know one knew she had been their except a select few." Snape said quietly. Harry stared at the photo for a few minutes before they all heard a soft knock on the door. Sirius immediately changed back into a dog and Harry handed the photo to Snape who placed it in one of his robes pockets.
"Come in." The door opened and Professor McGonagall walked in. Glancing around the room, she gave the occupants a grim look.
"Albus, we have a situation in the owlery. A hawk flew into one of the open windows in the Great hall and landed in a heap near Ginny Weasley's feet. It is injured and malnourished, Nightingale is not sure if it will survive." Albus stood up and motioned for the others to follow him.
"Let us go and see this hawk."
Walking up the stairs to the owlery, the group found that a group of students, mostly Gryffindor's and Hufflepuffs, were blocking the door. Seeing the teachers, as well as Harry, the students silently parted so that they could get through. As soon as he entered, Harry noticed Ginny and Hermione helping the Owlery keeper, Nightingale Avian, with a gorgeous hawk. He could see that she was a night hawk, but an exceptionally small one. It was only a little bit bigger than a minute owl, and its body was pure white (like most night hawks) but he couldn't see what color its eyes were, they were closed. Albus immediately went to the hawk and looked it over while Hermione and Ginny came to Harry to talk.
"She flew right in, tattered and bleeding. When she landed at my feet, I was shocked. I immediately knelt and checked her over. I hope she's ok." Ginny explained worriedly. Harry glanced at Hermione who shrugged.
"Ron went to the tower. I was going to the owlery to have a letter delivered to my parents when I ran into Hagrid and Ginny with the Hawk." Harry didn't hear the last comment; his attention was fixed on Madam Avian who was dropping a potion into the hawk's mouth. The potion seemed to work because its eyes opened and he could see that they were emerald green, with purple and black specks in them. It seemed to recognize Dumbledore because it gave a small whistling squeak at him. Judging by the look on his face however, he didn't recognize the hawk but thought that the entire situation was amusing.
Suddenly the hawk turned its head slightly but it was enough her to see Harry, and behind him, Severus. It immediately struggled up and wobbly flew over to Harry. She perched on a small cage next to him and looked directly into his eyes. Slowly, Harry lifted his hand and the hawk flew and perched on it. Harry kept his gaze locked with the hawk's eyes and saw something that reminded him of something. Or someone. /That's the exact look I see in my own eyes when I look in the mirror and think of my parents/ he realized. He broke eye contact and looked up at the group starring bewildered (or in Dumbledore's case, amusedly) at the hawk and Harry. Ignoring the looks, he focused on Dumbledore and asked quietly.
"Can I keep Tinkerbelle?" Dumbledore's eyes twinkled and he smiled. The hawk gave him an unnerving stare.
"Tinkerbelle, Harry?" he asked. Harry blushed. Glancing at the hawk, he cocked his head and smiled.
"What about Fairy? You're small enough to be a Fairy." Harry asked the hawk. The hawk's eyes brightened and he took that as a 'yes'. He smiled and looked up at Dumbledore hopefully. He smiled and studied the pair. Madam Avian seemed to see something he couldn't and went to a back room and came back with a pair of dragon hide gloves, made especially for large birds talons. He looked at the gloves stretched out before him and then at Dumbledore who nodded. Grinning, he took the gloves and Fairy flew to another perching bar. Harry looked startled at her and then at the gloves. He quickly put one on and almost immediately Fairy flew back to his arm. Harry, and he noticed Ginny and Hermione, were staring at Fairy in bewilderment. Finally Harry shook his head and turned to the Owlery keeper.
"What do I feed her?" Harry quickly became engrossed in a discussion with Madam Avian, Hermione, and Ginny while Albus nodded to Sirius, Remus, Severus, and Minerva. The five quietly left the room and most of the students stumbled into the owlery almost as soon as they were out of sight. The Gryffindor's were the first to reach them. Everyone started talking at once.
"She's beautiful!"
"Harry, why Fairy? Hey, that rhymed!"
"Do you think she'd be able to play Quidditch?
"Fred! A hawk can't play, it's against the rules."
"She won't play, Hermione, she can divert the other teams attention so we can win."
"That's cheating!"
"She won't hurt me will she?"
"Hey now you have something to gloat over Malfoy! HE doesn't have a hawk. At least, I don't think he does."
"No one has a hawk at school, Seamus."
"Dumbledore has a phoenix!"
"Seamus, a phoenix and a hawk are completely different creatures!"
"But there both birds!"
"Yes, but a phoenix is a mystical creature. A hawk is a muggle creature. There's a difference!"
"No there's not!"
"Her eyes are gorgeous! There like yours, Harry."
"I wonder why she flew directly to you. No offence."
"Can I hold her?"
Harry and Madam Avian laughed. Harry handed the extra glove to Ron, and turned to the others.
"She is beautiful. I don't think she'll hurt you Neville, will you Fairy?" He asked the hawk that seemed to understand and pushed its head under Neville's out stretched fingers. Harry smiled and answered the rest of the questions.
"Fairy because there so beautiful and enchanting. No, Fred, I do not think she will be able to play Quidditch. Don't give me that look!" The last part was directed to Fairy who glared at Harry when she heard the admission she wouldn't play Quidditch.
"See! She wants to play!" Fred crowed and ruffled her feathers. Literally. Harry rolled his eyes and ignored Fred. But he had somehow taken the glove on Harry's hand off and put it on his own. Fairy flew to his outstretched hand and nuzzled her head under Fred's chin, while glaring at Harry. Shaking his head, he turned to Seamus.
"I don't think gloating at Malfoy would be smart. He'd probably try and turn me into a frog or something." Seamus winced. Harry noticed Fairy snap her head and glare at the door. Harry looked and grimaced. There, standing in front of Goyle and Crabbe towering over him like overprotective parents, was Draco Malfoy. Sauntering in, he glanced at the hawk and then at Harry.
"I see you got a new girlfriend. What's wrong? Cho didn't like your scar?" He glanced around to make sure Madam Avian was out of hearing distance before he added nastily, "Or maybe she didn't like the fact you hang out with mudbloods."
Hermione, who was now holding Fairy on her arm, went rigid. Harry, Fred, George, Ron, Seamus, Dean, and even Neville glared at Malfoy who smirked. Suddenly his smirk turned into a look of horror as Fairy flew up and screeched long and loud. A second later, nearly all the owls flew off there perches and dived at Malfoy. Shrieking, he ran out of the room and almost all the owls flew after him. The entire room, with the exception of Madam Avian who wore a bewildered look, broke out in hysterical laughter. Fairy perched on Harry's shoulder and squeezed her talons into his shoulder. Harry smiled and looked up at his new friend.
"Thanks Fairy." Harry smiled thoughtfully when he noticed the caring look in her green eyes. He felt almost that he could hear a soft and caring voice in his head.
/Your welcome Harry /
Author Notes: Do you want more? Let me know. *wink, wink*
~*~ Chappy 2 ~*~
"This isn't fair! It's bad enough we have ole Snape for Potions, now we have him for DADA too!" Ron Weasley moaned as him Harry Potter and Hermione Granger walked into the Gryffindor common room. Dropping her books on a table, Hermione gave an indignant huff.
"Well, Professor Dumbledore wasn't able to find someone for the DADA position so either he had to cancel DADA till he could or he had to have someone teach two subjects. And with You-Know-Who back, he can't very well cancel, can he?" Ron grumbled.
"Why couldn't McGonagall or Flitwick take it? Why did it have to be Snape?" Harry gave him a grim smile.
"You know Snape's wanted DADA for years, plus he was the only one willing to take it." Ron continued muttering curses at Snape while he pulled out his History of Magic homework.
"Who are you going to do your paper on, Ron? Your family's huge." Harry asked trying to change the subject. Ron brightened up at the question.
"My great grandfather Ronald Weasley, who I'm named after. He died when I was seven. This is an assignment I'm actually excited about. My grandfather was cool. What about you?" he asked them. Harry's eyebrows furrowed as he contemplated the question.
My mom? My dad? I don't know anything about the rest of my family.
"I'm going to do my great, great aunt Antonia. She was a witch too. The only other one in our family according to what my grandmother told me this summer when I went to visit her." Hermione answered. The two of them looked at Harry, who shrugged.
"All I know about my family is that my mum's family was muggle and she had one muggle sister. My dad's family was a wizard family. I guess I could do it on one of them." He frowned. Ron and Hermione gave him a sympathetic look.
"Why don't you research your dad's family? Maybe find out about your grandparents?" Hermione suggested. Harry thought it over. I already know a lot about muggles and Professor Binns did suggest we do someone with magic, but if were muggle born we could do a muggle. But I have an entire family of wizards I don't know anything about.
"Where would I find out, though?" Harry asked absently. "Information on my dad's family I mean." Hermione looked up from her book.
"The library. Professor said that there's a ton of books we can use to do our research with." Ron and Harry glanced at each other, identical grins on their faces. Harry glanced at Hermione.
"Gonna come to the library with us Herm?" he asked. Hermione looked from her books to the two boys. Finally she sighed and stuffed everything in her bag before joining them. Just as they left the room, Hermione said jokingly,
"You two wouldn't be safe in the library. You would die of reading overload."
Ten minutes later, the three friends were sitting at a table in the library with several books stacked around them, most of them Hermione's. Harry and Ron each had one book, "The Potter Family Tree" and "The Weasley Family Tree" which were basically histories on the families.
"Wow, Fred and George are named after my great, great grandfather and his twin brother." Ron read. Hermione glanced up from her paper, then at Harry who hadn't opened his book yet.
"What's wrong, Harry?" Ron looked up at her words. He frowned. Harry gave them a sheepish grin.
"I'm afraid to open it." Ron reached over and flipped it open, saving Harry the trouble. Hermione frowned. Harry grinned. He started reading.
After a few minutes of reading about the start of Potter line, he flipped to the chapter on his grandfather.
"Hey, I was named after my grandfather!" Ron and Hermione glanced up attentive.
"'Harold James Potter was born on the 8th of August, 1933. He was an only child and attended 'Gwendolyn's Wizard Children's School' where he learned the fundamentals of writing, mathematics and science. At age eleven he was accepted into 'Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry', where he learned magic. He was a Gryffindor and in his second year became seeker for his house, where he helped win the Quidditch cup every year.'" Harry paused to take a breath and heard Hermione murmur,
"It runs in the family." Harry blushed and continued.
"'In his third year he met his future wife, Abigail Jadzia Acuza (AJ to friends and family). Abigail was a Ravenclaw and was the seeker for her house. They began dating in there fourth year. In his fifth year he became a prefect, as did Abigail. In his seventh and final year he became Head Boy while his now fiancée was Head Girl. He graduated with top grades and was excepted into 'Merlin's University of Witchcraft and Wizardry' as did Abigail. While he studied to be a Ministry of Magic official, Abigail studied to be a teacher." Harry looked up at Ron and Hermione and noticed Ron grinning mischievously.
"Your grandparents sound like Hermione." Harry stifled a snicker as Hermione bristled. Ignoring Ron, she gave Harry a look.
"Continue Harry." Grinning, he did as she commanded.
"A year into their schooling, Abigail and Harold were married in a private ceremony at Hogwarts Great Hall. A year later Harold and Abigail graduated from Merlin, a whole two years early. Abigail was accepted as Potions Master at Hogwarts while Harold was elected a governor, like his father had been.
"On a bright and sunny Saturday in December, Abigail was told she was pregnant. Ecstatic about the coming children, the couple bought a small manor on the outskirts of Hogsmeade, so Abigail would be near Hogwarts."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were so engrossed in the book that none of them noticed Severus standing stock still behind a bookcase, listening to Harry read from the book. He thought briefly of going and confiscating the book so Harry wouldn't find out about Jadzia, but decided even if he could think of a liable excuse, Harry would eventually discover her anyways. He was good at finding out things that didn't involve him.
Technically this DOES involve him Severus A soft little voice in the back of his head, which sounded suspiciously like Jadzia, told him. Pushing the voice to the back of his mind, he concentrated on listening to the trio.
"Nine months later, (and after an interesting food craving of blueberry Ice cream topped with cockroach clusters)," Behind the book case, Severus grimaced.
"Abigail gave birth to a pair of fraternal-" Harry's voice broke off and Severus peered through a slot to see his stunned face. Giving a miserable sigh, he emerged from the bookcase and gave the trio a piercing look.
"Potter, follow me." Glancing at the book, he added. "And leave the book."
He started for the door and glanced over his shoulder to see Harry, Ron, and Hermione starring at him, bewildered. His eyes flashed.
"Now, Potter!" He snarled. Harry got up and handed the book to Hermione who stared at him as he followed Severus.
After several minutes which passed in silence, Harry finally emerged from his shock and managed the courage to ask where they were going.
"To Professor Dumbledore's office, and don't ask questions!" Snape said sharply.
Harry frowned and remained silent till they got to the stone gargoyle that jumped aside when Snape muttered the password (Mars Bars). When they reached the door that lead to Dumbledore's office, Snape knocked sharply. A minute later they heard Dumbledore's voice call for them to come. Entering behind Snape, Harry saw Remus Lupin arguing with a big black dog, which appeared very angry. Forgetting he was supposedly in trouble Harry leapt from behind Snape and dropped by the dog.
"Sirius! What are you doing here?" He asked. The dog looked at him a moment before changing into a young man with black hair and a look of half annoyance and half delight on his face.
"I came here to stop Remus from doing something foolish." He replied before turning to Remus. Before either of them could continue the argument they had been having, Severus' spoke.
"He knows." Harry stared at him bewilderment. He had never heard Snape speak so sadly or so softly. Remus and Sirius both appeared startled but that quickly changed. Remus smiled and Sirius glared at Snape.
"And I suppose you told him?" Snape's eyes flashed. Harry noticed Dumbledore watching the trio with an amused little smile. Catching Harry's eye, he winked.
"First of all, Black, no I did not. He found out from a book about the Potters. Secondly, even if I had, you wouldn't be able to say a word in argument. After all, she was my wife, not yours." Now Harry was REALLY confused.
Snape was married? Who would want to marry him? Harry looked up when Dumbledore broke in.
"Sirius, I agree with Severus." He held up a hand when Sirius tried to speak. "However, what has happened has happened, and we can do nothing to change it. Now I believe Harry has many questions about his aunt, which you three are the best to answer." Harry blinked as all four of them looked at him. Swallowing he asked quietly,
"May I sit down?" Sirius brought him a chair and Harry gratefully sat down. His legs felt like jelly and the looks he was getting from the four men was unnerving. He had a hundred and one questions he wanted to ask but the one that sprang from his mouth first was:
"Snape's my uncle?" Snape frowned, Dumbledore chuckled, and Remus and Sirius gave him looks.
"Yes Potter, I am your uncle. Jadzia and I were married three months before your parents were killed." Snape said quietly. Harry looked at Sirius and Remus, who nodded.
"Your father was not happy. Your mother on the other hand was delighted. Jadzia was her best friend and as you're probably not aware, she cared for Severus as well." Remus remarked and Harry could've sworn he heard Sirius mutter under his breath "the only one who did". Harry processed that information and asked his second question.
"She was my mum's best friend? What did she look like?" Sirius smiled.
"She was beautiful. Everyone in school agreed on that. She looked exactly like your father except a few differences. The major one of course, was that she was a woman. She also had Emerald Green eyes, which she got from her mother. Her hair was curly, but she always made it look manageable. It was jet black and reached her shoulder blades. She was short, about your mother's height.
Lily and Jadzia became friends the instant they met on the train. Her and James had been slightly late cuz their owls, Mercury and Isis, somehow managed to escape from their cages on the platform. When they got on, their was only one compartment with room left, ours. Your mum and I had met at Diagon Alley and had decided to share a compartment on the train. We met Remus on the platform and invited him to join us. When they poked their heads into the compartment and asked, Lily said yes right away. Even then she had her eye on James." He laughed at the memory. Remus chuckled and even Snape managed a tiny smile. Harry grinned.
"Do you have a picture?" Harry asked hopefully. Sirius shook his head, as did Remus. Snape frowned, but after a piercing look from Dumbledore he sighed.
"I have one picture in my bedroom. It's on my nightstand." He told them. Dumbledore smiled. He turned to the large Phoenix right behind Snape and spoke quietly.
"Fawkes, please go and get the picture Severus spoke of." Fawkes gave a soft trilling note and vanished. Minutes later, he appeared with a small framed photograph in his talons. Handing it to Harry, Snape kept his eyes on Fawkes. Harry studied the photo and felt Sirius come to look over his shoulder.
The photo was of a young Snape and a woman who looked remarkably like both Harry and James. Jadzia was standing in front of a large manor that Harry absently recognized. It was on the road to Hogsmeade, directly between Hogwarts and the town. She had her hand placed on a small sign that said 'Snape Manor' and Harry realized that this was their home. Snape himself was quietly watching Jadzia. Harry grinned when he noticed paint cans and brushes near the front of the house and that both of them were covered in paint. Looking up he couldn't help what came from his mouth.
"It looks like you got more paint on yourselves than on the manor." Remus snorted, while Sirius and Dumbledore grinned. Snape raised a single eyebrow.
"It was your aunt's fault. She had the bright idea to paint my nose." The entire room, except Snape who wore a tiny smile, erupted in laughter. After they had calmed down, Snape added.
"She then had a nice bath of yellow paint." Harry chuckled. He tilted his head as he studied the picture.
"Why do you have poka dots on your robes?" Snape's mouth twitched.
"She decided I was going to be a new canvas. She planned on putting me in an art museum." Harry could tell he was trying not to smile at the memory and grinned.
Maybe he's not so bad after all Looking down at the photo he asked the question he was dreading the answer to.
"What happened to her?" The smiles instantly vanished as everyone looked at Snape, who in turn looked at Harry with a piercing look.
"She had decided to go and visit your parents one last time before she couldn't any longer. Voldemort knew I had married Jadzia and said he would leave her alone. He was determined, however, to get your parents." Harry swallowed. Avoiding their stares he looked at the photo.
"She was their that night, wasn't she. When they died." He said. It wasn't a question. He knew his heart she had been there.
"Yes she was. We never found her body. Know one knew she had been their except a select few." Snape said quietly. Harry stared at the photo for a few minutes before they all heard a soft knock on the door. Sirius immediately changed back into a dog and Harry handed the photo to Snape who placed it in one of his robes pockets.
"Come in." The door opened and Professor McGonagall walked in. Glancing around the room, she gave the occupants a grim look.
"Albus, we have a situation in the owlery. A hawk flew into one of the open windows in the Great hall and landed in a heap near Ginny Weasley's feet. It is injured and malnourished, Nightingale is not sure if it will survive." Albus stood up and motioned for the others to follow him.
"Let us go and see this hawk."
Walking up the stairs to the owlery, the group found that a group of students, mostly Gryffindor's and Hufflepuffs, were blocking the door. Seeing the teachers, as well as Harry, the students silently parted so that they could get through. As soon as he entered, Harry noticed Ginny and Hermione helping the Owlery keeper, Nightingale Avian, with a gorgeous hawk. He could see that she was a night hawk, but an exceptionally small one. It was only a little bit bigger than a minute owl, and its body was pure white (like most night hawks) but he couldn't see what color its eyes were, they were closed. Albus immediately went to the hawk and looked it over while Hermione and Ginny came to Harry to talk.
"She flew right in, tattered and bleeding. When she landed at my feet, I was shocked. I immediately knelt and checked her over. I hope she's ok." Ginny explained worriedly. Harry glanced at Hermione who shrugged.
"Ron went to the tower. I was going to the owlery to have a letter delivered to my parents when I ran into Hagrid and Ginny with the Hawk." Harry didn't hear the last comment; his attention was fixed on Madam Avian who was dropping a potion into the hawk's mouth. The potion seemed to work because its eyes opened and he could see that they were emerald green, with purple and black specks in them. It seemed to recognize Dumbledore because it gave a small whistling squeak at him. Judging by the look on his face however, he didn't recognize the hawk but thought that the entire situation was amusing.
Suddenly the hawk turned its head slightly but it was enough her to see Harry, and behind him, Severus. It immediately struggled up and wobbly flew over to Harry. She perched on a small cage next to him and looked directly into his eyes. Slowly, Harry lifted his hand and the hawk flew and perched on it. Harry kept his gaze locked with the hawk's eyes and saw something that reminded him of something. Or someone. /That's the exact look I see in my own eyes when I look in the mirror and think of my parents/ he realized. He broke eye contact and looked up at the group starring bewildered (or in Dumbledore's case, amusedly) at the hawk and Harry. Ignoring the looks, he focused on Dumbledore and asked quietly.
"Can I keep Tinkerbelle?" Dumbledore's eyes twinkled and he smiled. The hawk gave him an unnerving stare.
"Tinkerbelle, Harry?" he asked. Harry blushed. Glancing at the hawk, he cocked his head and smiled.
"What about Fairy? You're small enough to be a Fairy." Harry asked the hawk. The hawk's eyes brightened and he took that as a 'yes'. He smiled and looked up at Dumbledore hopefully. He smiled and studied the pair. Madam Avian seemed to see something he couldn't and went to a back room and came back with a pair of dragon hide gloves, made especially for large birds talons. He looked at the gloves stretched out before him and then at Dumbledore who nodded. Grinning, he took the gloves and Fairy flew to another perching bar. Harry looked startled at her and then at the gloves. He quickly put one on and almost immediately Fairy flew back to his arm. Harry, and he noticed Ginny and Hermione, were staring at Fairy in bewilderment. Finally Harry shook his head and turned to the Owlery keeper.
"What do I feed her?" Harry quickly became engrossed in a discussion with Madam Avian, Hermione, and Ginny while Albus nodded to Sirius, Remus, Severus, and Minerva. The five quietly left the room and most of the students stumbled into the owlery almost as soon as they were out of sight. The Gryffindor's were the first to reach them. Everyone started talking at once.
"She's beautiful!"
"Harry, why Fairy? Hey, that rhymed!"
"Do you think she'd be able to play Quidditch?
"Fred! A hawk can't play, it's against the rules."
"She won't play, Hermione, she can divert the other teams attention so we can win."
"That's cheating!"
"She won't hurt me will she?"
"Hey now you have something to gloat over Malfoy! HE doesn't have a hawk. At least, I don't think he does."
"No one has a hawk at school, Seamus."
"Dumbledore has a phoenix!"
"Seamus, a phoenix and a hawk are completely different creatures!"
"But there both birds!"
"Yes, but a phoenix is a mystical creature. A hawk is a muggle creature. There's a difference!"
"No there's not!"
"Her eyes are gorgeous! There like yours, Harry."
"I wonder why she flew directly to you. No offence."
"Can I hold her?"
Harry and Madam Avian laughed. Harry handed the extra glove to Ron, and turned to the others.
"She is beautiful. I don't think she'll hurt you Neville, will you Fairy?" He asked the hawk that seemed to understand and pushed its head under Neville's out stretched fingers. Harry smiled and answered the rest of the questions.
"Fairy because there so beautiful and enchanting. No, Fred, I do not think she will be able to play Quidditch. Don't give me that look!" The last part was directed to Fairy who glared at Harry when she heard the admission she wouldn't play Quidditch.
"See! She wants to play!" Fred crowed and ruffled her feathers. Literally. Harry rolled his eyes and ignored Fred. But he had somehow taken the glove on Harry's hand off and put it on his own. Fairy flew to his outstretched hand and nuzzled her head under Fred's chin, while glaring at Harry. Shaking his head, he turned to Seamus.
"I don't think gloating at Malfoy would be smart. He'd probably try and turn me into a frog or something." Seamus winced. Harry noticed Fairy snap her head and glare at the door. Harry looked and grimaced. There, standing in front of Goyle and Crabbe towering over him like overprotective parents, was Draco Malfoy. Sauntering in, he glanced at the hawk and then at Harry.
"I see you got a new girlfriend. What's wrong? Cho didn't like your scar?" He glanced around to make sure Madam Avian was out of hearing distance before he added nastily, "Or maybe she didn't like the fact you hang out with mudbloods."
Hermione, who was now holding Fairy on her arm, went rigid. Harry, Fred, George, Ron, Seamus, Dean, and even Neville glared at Malfoy who smirked. Suddenly his smirk turned into a look of horror as Fairy flew up and screeched long and loud. A second later, nearly all the owls flew off there perches and dived at Malfoy. Shrieking, he ran out of the room and almost all the owls flew after him. The entire room, with the exception of Madam Avian who wore a bewildered look, broke out in hysterical laughter. Fairy perched on Harry's shoulder and squeezed her talons into his shoulder. Harry smiled and looked up at his new friend.
"Thanks Fairy." Harry smiled thoughtfully when he noticed the caring look in her green eyes. He felt almost that he could hear a soft and caring voice in his head.
/Your welcome Harry /
Author Notes: Do you want more? Let me know. *wink, wink*