Disclaimer: I own none of these characters, I don't even own the story
line. This is a response to Severitus' challenge. And I want you to know
that I am not being paid to do this.
A/N: Well I loved to read these challenge ones, so I decided, what the heck let's do it.
Chapter 3---Profit in Peace
Harry slowly sat down in the armchair in front of Snapes' desk. "What is it?" He asked a bit more urgently this time. Snape felt like he was going to be sick, he kept swallowing to keep it down.
"You're changing."
Harry looked worried. "Yeah, started at my birthday."
"Not worried are you?"
"A bit," he smiled weakly.
Snape swallowed some more. "I'm sorry."
"For what?" Harry asked him.
"For…every thing, the things I've done, said about you, and what I'm about to tell you."
"And what would that be?"
Snape swallowed yet again. "Harry, around sixteen years ago now, your mother and I met in a pub, we decided to a bit of catching up. We went a bit beyond our limits alcohol wise… I'm sorry, that ended badly, and I woke up next to her…"
"What!" Harry almost exploded, "You, you…why are you telling me this?"
"Bear with him Harry." Lupin said.
"No, I don't particularly want to know the outcome of two drunk people fucking, I'm not that interested." He was about to storm out the room but Lupin dragged him back down onto the chair.
"And then a couple of months later" Snape continued, "she told me she was pregnant with my child…with you."
Harry didn't say much; in fact he didn't say anything. He just sat there not looking at any body just at the desk blankly. Around ten minutes that seemed to spread for a lifetime he spoke. "Are you telling me, that you're my father."
"Yes," Snape croaked quietly.
Harry seemed to holding back tears. "How do you know for sure?"
To Snapes' relief it was Lupin who answered. "Harry, James had some problems when it came to…he was impotent. You know what that means don't you Harry?"
"Yes of course I know what it means." Harry snapped.
"Well the gap between him and her…it was to big for you to have been James'."
Harry then advanced on Lupin. "You knew?" he asked, "You knew and you didn't tell me."
"I didn't know Harry, this just what Severus has told me. I suspected, Harry, your appearance it's just a spell. Ever wondered why you looked //so// much like James?"
"Well I am now!"
"James knew that you weren't his, but he was going to raise you as his own…"
("Good thing too, I killed my goldfish" Snape muttered)
"…He did a spell on you that meant that every element that came from Severus' side got turned into James', are you following me?" Harry nodded. "So," Lupin continued, "A lot of things about your appearance came from Severus' side of the family, so that got turned into what James' looked like, James' hair, chin…and so on. That's why, you looked almost identical."
"But now it's wearing off," Snape croaked. "Believe me Harry I know that you didn't want to know, I wouldn't have told you, just updated the spell, but the thing is..."
"James never told anyone what the spell was, we would use a different one but…it could have colossal effects."
"Yeah you could turn into a big squid thing." Snape muttered.
Harry's breathing became uneven; he brought his legs up and rested his head on his knees. A strange noise emitted from Harry's throat and Snape suspected that he was in tears. "Harry?" Snape asked. "Harry, please…"
"Give him time Severus, you can't just expect him to except it just that and say; 'Come on dear old dad, lets forget about the past and catch up a play Happy families' didn't you ever see Star Wars?"
"Yes of course I saw Star Wars, but this isn't the same…"
"I know that but it took Luke Skywalker about a year to except that Darth Vader was his father, and still he hated it."
"Yes but Harry's hardly Luke Skywalker…"
"SHUT UP!" Harry yelled, "Please just shut up! I'm not Luke Skywalker! I'm Harry! Now please just leave me alone." He got up and stumbled out of the room.
"Well that went well." Lupin said.
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Harry walked as fast as he could from Snapes' office. He didn't want to think about it, he didn't want to think about anything, just wanted to curl up and die in some dingy corner somewhere. But the fact kept coming to the front of his brain. Snape was his father. It didn't make sense, but then at the same time it made perfect sense.
He went straight past Ron, "Hey Harry, what's up oh the bastard didn't give you detention did he?"
Harry said nothing but kept on walking.
"I know you're angry about something Harry. Hey, you kinda walk like Snape when you're angry."
Harry broke into a run, and didn't stop until he was flat on the face on his bed, crying into his pillow, and fell asleep.
Ron was trying to get him up the next day. "Come one Harry you're gonna be late for Lupin."
"I'm not going." Harry grumbled. "Lupin knows why. I'm not going."
Ron sighed, "Fine suit yourself, I'll get you after break. Potions you have to go to potions Snape will skin you alive."
"Bugger off. Don't mention //him// in front of me."
Ron finally left a bit miffed.
True to his word Ron came back at break, he pulled open Harry's curtains and let of a vehement expression when Harry lay there wide awake in bed still in his pyjamas. "Harry, potions, don't want to late. Get up and dressed."
Harry said nothing just lay there, the only thing thinking was the immediate future, and he didn't want to go to potions. He wouldn't go to potions he couldn't face Snape, his father. He lay there motionless, but Ron continued. "Lupin did know why you weren't there, and he was sympathetic, but Snape won't be! You'll have so many detentions."
Still Harry said nothing, but he rolled over and got more comfy. "Urgh, don't say I didn't warn you."
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Snape sat at his desk waiting for the fifth years to come in. The Slytherins like normal came in first, followed by the Gryffindors, a scared looking Ron Weasley came up to the desk.
"Professor…" He didn't need to explain.
"Potter's not coming. I know, I expected it. Sit down then Weasley." He then scurried away to sit next to Granger.
So Harry wasn't coming to class. Lupin was right, he need time to except what he had been told, but still Snape wished he could speak to Harry. The thing was Harry wouldn't want to come near Snape with a ten- foot broomstick. Maybe if he gave him detention…but that would look like Harry was in trouble, which he wasn't, he was just dealing. How well, Snape had no idea, but he wished he could just tell Harry that if he wanted to Snape didn't have to have any involvement in his life whatsoever, or if he wanted they could sort this out.
It was so confusing, everything was confusing. Snape didn't want Harry returning to his muggle family considering that they were doing all of those things to him. But the thing was. Would Harry want to live with //him//. Probably not, but perhaps, when Harry had got over the shock, he could ask him.
But as the days past it suddenly hit Snape the length this was going to take. He had heard from Weasley that Harry was finally out of bed, but now he was just sitting in silence in the common room not telling anybody what was wrong.
Moping in his office Snape thought of what he could say to Harry next time he saw him. But his thoughts were interrupted by the smell of Petrol.
A/N: Well I loved to read these challenge ones, so I decided, what the heck let's do it.
Chapter 3---Profit in Peace
Harry slowly sat down in the armchair in front of Snapes' desk. "What is it?" He asked a bit more urgently this time. Snape felt like he was going to be sick, he kept swallowing to keep it down.
"You're changing."
Harry looked worried. "Yeah, started at my birthday."
"Not worried are you?"
"A bit," he smiled weakly.
Snape swallowed some more. "I'm sorry."
"For what?" Harry asked him.
"For…every thing, the things I've done, said about you, and what I'm about to tell you."
"And what would that be?"
Snape swallowed yet again. "Harry, around sixteen years ago now, your mother and I met in a pub, we decided to a bit of catching up. We went a bit beyond our limits alcohol wise… I'm sorry, that ended badly, and I woke up next to her…"
"What!" Harry almost exploded, "You, you…why are you telling me this?"
"Bear with him Harry." Lupin said.
"No, I don't particularly want to know the outcome of two drunk people fucking, I'm not that interested." He was about to storm out the room but Lupin dragged him back down onto the chair.
"And then a couple of months later" Snape continued, "she told me she was pregnant with my child…with you."
Harry didn't say much; in fact he didn't say anything. He just sat there not looking at any body just at the desk blankly. Around ten minutes that seemed to spread for a lifetime he spoke. "Are you telling me, that you're my father."
"Yes," Snape croaked quietly.
Harry seemed to holding back tears. "How do you know for sure?"
To Snapes' relief it was Lupin who answered. "Harry, James had some problems when it came to…he was impotent. You know what that means don't you Harry?"
"Yes of course I know what it means." Harry snapped.
"Well the gap between him and her…it was to big for you to have been James'."
Harry then advanced on Lupin. "You knew?" he asked, "You knew and you didn't tell me."
"I didn't know Harry, this just what Severus has told me. I suspected, Harry, your appearance it's just a spell. Ever wondered why you looked //so// much like James?"
"Well I am now!"
"James knew that you weren't his, but he was going to raise you as his own…"
("Good thing too, I killed my goldfish" Snape muttered)
"…He did a spell on you that meant that every element that came from Severus' side got turned into James', are you following me?" Harry nodded. "So," Lupin continued, "A lot of things about your appearance came from Severus' side of the family, so that got turned into what James' looked like, James' hair, chin…and so on. That's why, you looked almost identical."
"But now it's wearing off," Snape croaked. "Believe me Harry I know that you didn't want to know, I wouldn't have told you, just updated the spell, but the thing is..."
"James never told anyone what the spell was, we would use a different one but…it could have colossal effects."
"Yeah you could turn into a big squid thing." Snape muttered.
Harry's breathing became uneven; he brought his legs up and rested his head on his knees. A strange noise emitted from Harry's throat and Snape suspected that he was in tears. "Harry?" Snape asked. "Harry, please…"
"Give him time Severus, you can't just expect him to except it just that and say; 'Come on dear old dad, lets forget about the past and catch up a play Happy families' didn't you ever see Star Wars?"
"Yes of course I saw Star Wars, but this isn't the same…"
"I know that but it took Luke Skywalker about a year to except that Darth Vader was his father, and still he hated it."
"Yes but Harry's hardly Luke Skywalker…"
"SHUT UP!" Harry yelled, "Please just shut up! I'm not Luke Skywalker! I'm Harry! Now please just leave me alone." He got up and stumbled out of the room.
"Well that went well." Lupin said.
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Harry walked as fast as he could from Snapes' office. He didn't want to think about it, he didn't want to think about anything, just wanted to curl up and die in some dingy corner somewhere. But the fact kept coming to the front of his brain. Snape was his father. It didn't make sense, but then at the same time it made perfect sense.
He went straight past Ron, "Hey Harry, what's up oh the bastard didn't give you detention did he?"
Harry said nothing but kept on walking.
"I know you're angry about something Harry. Hey, you kinda walk like Snape when you're angry."
Harry broke into a run, and didn't stop until he was flat on the face on his bed, crying into his pillow, and fell asleep.
Ron was trying to get him up the next day. "Come one Harry you're gonna be late for Lupin."
"I'm not going." Harry grumbled. "Lupin knows why. I'm not going."
Ron sighed, "Fine suit yourself, I'll get you after break. Potions you have to go to potions Snape will skin you alive."
"Bugger off. Don't mention //him// in front of me."
Ron finally left a bit miffed.
True to his word Ron came back at break, he pulled open Harry's curtains and let of a vehement expression when Harry lay there wide awake in bed still in his pyjamas. "Harry, potions, don't want to late. Get up and dressed."
Harry said nothing just lay there, the only thing thinking was the immediate future, and he didn't want to go to potions. He wouldn't go to potions he couldn't face Snape, his father. He lay there motionless, but Ron continued. "Lupin did know why you weren't there, and he was sympathetic, but Snape won't be! You'll have so many detentions."
Still Harry said nothing, but he rolled over and got more comfy. "Urgh, don't say I didn't warn you."
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Snape sat at his desk waiting for the fifth years to come in. The Slytherins like normal came in first, followed by the Gryffindors, a scared looking Ron Weasley came up to the desk.
"Professor…" He didn't need to explain.
"Potter's not coming. I know, I expected it. Sit down then Weasley." He then scurried away to sit next to Granger.
So Harry wasn't coming to class. Lupin was right, he need time to except what he had been told, but still Snape wished he could speak to Harry. The thing was Harry wouldn't want to come near Snape with a ten- foot broomstick. Maybe if he gave him detention…but that would look like Harry was in trouble, which he wasn't, he was just dealing. How well, Snape had no idea, but he wished he could just tell Harry that if he wanted to Snape didn't have to have any involvement in his life whatsoever, or if he wanted they could sort this out.
It was so confusing, everything was confusing. Snape didn't want Harry returning to his muggle family considering that they were doing all of those things to him. But the thing was. Would Harry want to live with //him//. Probably not, but perhaps, when Harry had got over the shock, he could ask him.
But as the days past it suddenly hit Snape the length this was going to take. He had heard from Weasley that Harry was finally out of bed, but now he was just sitting in silence in the common room not telling anybody what was wrong.
Moping in his office Snape thought of what he could say to Harry next time he saw him. But his thoughts were interrupted by the smell of Petrol.
