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Chapter 4
'Have a sit, Severus. What you hear next might give you a shock.'
'What is happening to me, sir?' Severus asked as he sat down.
'Have you ever heard of the Mista family, Severus?' Albus asked.
'Yes, they are one of the oldest wizard families, a rather unusual one as well. All of the Mista line are able to use wandless magic. Their magic abilities are much more powerful than normal wizards and for centuries, experts have been trying to uncover the reason why. What does the Mista family have to do with me?' Severus asked.
'Over the years, several members of the family have displayed self-healing powers. I believe you are the last surviving member of the Mista family.' Albus replied.
'That's impossible! They died out years ago. The last known member was…'
'Liya Mista. My wife. Your mother.' Albus interrupted.
'Excuse me, what did you just say?' Severus asked, certain that he had misheard the headmaster.
'You're my son, Severus.' Albus answered.
Severus turned pale. His thoughts in turmoil at this revelation. All his life, he had wanted to find his family. Now, he had found his father. Albus Dumbledore. The father figure in his life. The only person he trusted. Yet he was furious.
'You're my father and you never told me?' Severus exclaimed. 'After all these years, thinking that I was abandoned and unwanted, you suddenly just tell me this bit of information!'
'Severus, I…'
'Excuse me, but I need to be alone!' Severus said sweeping out of the room and slamming the door behind him.
'I've lost him!' Albus thought to himself in despair as he ran down to the dungeons after Severus. 'He hates me!'
When he entered Severus' quarters, the room was in total darkness. He switched on the lights to reveal Severus lying on his bed, his face flushed with anger.
'What are you doing here? I said I wanted to be left alone!' Severus hissed at him, standing up.
'Severus, we need to talk.' Albus said, taking a step towards him.
'Talk? For the past fourteen years you kept this from me. You are in no position to lecture me!' Severus shot back.
The headmaster was no father of his. He had grown up without a clue to his past. He had no parents. They were dead to him when they left him at the doorstep of the bookshop.
'I couldn't tell you because I had to protect you. If Voldemort even suspected that you were alive, he would not rest until you were dead as well. I could not bear to lose you again!' Albus exclaimed, hoping that Severus would let him explain.
Severus stared at him. Did he think that made things alright! 'Explain? You want to explain? Alright, explain why you left me at Mr Brent's doorstep and allowed me to grow up without a single visit from my parents!' he yelled, venting out the frustration and anger he had kept inside him all these years.
Albus reached into his robes and pulled out Liya's letter. He had kept it with him all the time. Creases and folds in it indicating the numerous times he had read it over and over again. He handed it to Severus.
"If you want to know what happened, you should read that letter. It will tell you the fateful events that led to your mother's death and the abandoning of you, our only child.'