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 5----Get blown Away.

There he was just sitting there staring into space. "Mind if I come in?" Snape asked. Harry said nothing, but Snape took a seat. "I'm sorry" he muttered.

"So you should be." Harry said. It was rather incoherent considering that he was rather scarred around his mouth, and it looked rather sore. "I'm not. I wish I hadn't done it but I'm not sorry that I did."

"You shouldn't be. Now I have an excuse to redecorate my office, or even better, get a new one, with windows."

There was a few minutes silence. "I'm going to get expelled aren't I?"

"I don't know."

"I set fire to the school."

"Set fire to a dingy old office, that badly needed decorating anyway, under the influence of temporal insanity." Snape leaned forward slightly. "Did you know of the consequences?"

"Yes." Harry said slowly, "I did, I just didn't pay attention to them, I was just too angry to I guess. I did think that I would get expelled but I didn't care. I do now but it's not that that scares me, it's returning home."

"Listen Harry, if you don't want, you don't have to go with them. You have another home if you want it." Then he stood up and left feeling quite a bit better about himself

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So Harry stared after him. Snape was offering him a home…Snape was. There was no way Harry was going to live with Snape, but in the long run, it was probably better than getting locked up in a cupboard and beaten. Well he had the rest of the year to think about it…he hoped.

Of course he knew that was a high chance of getting expelled when he was in the process of burning down his true father's office, but he didn't care. The thought was driving 'round his head, that his whole life had been a lie. But he'd known //that// for years, never been told where he came from. But this was his chance to live a half-normal life. With Snape? A teacher? An ex-Death Eater? His father?

Even though the recent kamikaze mission it still hadn't sunk in that //Snape// was his //father.// It hadn't sunk in because it didn't make sense still. Nothing made sense any more. Every thing was just a jumble mess of…everything. Being compared to Luke Skywalker, that was just plain annoying. That guy was a fictional character in a science fiction film, and he definitely was not Harry.

But then again…no. It had been Lupin who had brought up that ridiculous idea; he had obviously been one of these Star wars fans during the seventies and eighties. Seeing Professor Lupin as on of these people that dressed up as Chewbacca…hopefully he didn't go //that// far

Harry dragged himself away from disturbing images and brought himself back to the problem at hand. To be or not to be…an orphan.



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Snape walked a long the corridor back to his classroom, considering his office was no longer appropriate to use. But what seemingly now becoming to be a bit of a ritual he bumped into Lupin. "Are you following me Lupin?"

"You are extraordinarily strange."

"I spoke to him."

"Oh how did it go?"

"Well he didn't try and kill me, which I guess is a good thing."

"I'm on my way there, what should I say to him?"

"Now you're sounding like me. I just told him not to worry about it, I might get a new and better office because of it."

"Ok wish me luck."

"Good luck" And he watched Lupin go. It scared him slightly how well they were getting along, and Snape was noticing that other members of the faculty also found it surprising. Was it because he and Lupin now both had Harry's best interests at heart? Probably. But still it surprised him, how Harry could drive two worst enemies together.

Snape shook the strange thought's he was feeling off, and padded down the stairs. He thought that he heard some voices coming from behind a suit of armour, so he peered behind, there was Granger and Weasley. "Why aren't you two in class?"

"Well, we…um." Granger stuttered. "We're on our way to see Harry."

"Well we never learn anything in History of magic anyway…and we heard Harry was awake, and we were really worried and we wanted to see him really badly, so we were just going to skip, and sneak into the hospital wing."

"Hmm," Snape thought, "Very well, you have permission to see him."

They stared goggled eyed at him, "Well off you go, and enough of this sneaking around."

"Yes sir, thank-you sir."

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"He let us go." Ron hissed to Hermione on there way downstairs. "I don't believe it, Harry burns down his office and he's not fuming his head off."

"Yes something is very strange is going on. That day a couple of weeks ago, when Harry can running out of Snapes' office, why was he in there?" Ron shrugged. "Let's just forget about it, maybe Snape's lightening, up, which is good."

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"It's not right, it's not fair!" Harry was yelling at Lupin.

"Please Harry calm down."

"Make it not true please, just…do something that takes it all back. I liked being me, and I'm not me anymore." Harry whimpered.

"Nonsense, you are Harry Potter, no one can take that away. Ok so you're not James' son. Big deal. It doesn't matter, it didn't to him. He loved you more than anything. You were his son. Just not biologically."

"It matters." Harry hissed between his teeth, resting his head on his knees. "My whole life has just been a big build up of lies, getting taller and taller. I thought my aunt and uncle not telling me who I was, was the biggest. But it's not, this is."

Lupin rested a hand on Harry's shoulder. "No one lied to you, we didn't know."

"//He// did." There was no need to specify who //he// was. "He lied to me. He used always said how much I was like my father. But how could I be."

"I don't know what he was playing at." Lupin sighed. Harry's head came up streamed with tears. He looked at his professor, feeling only dread. "Harry he was ashamed."

"Ashamed of me, that's a great confidence booster."

"No not of you. Of him, ashamed of what he did. He didn't want to admit to it."

Harry thought, at least the slimeball was sorry about what he did. But still the whole thing made no sense what so ever. Could two people really get that drunk enough so that they did something so extreme as to conceive a child? Or…

"He was drunk right, this isn't some excuse to get around an uncomfortable situation."

"I'm pretty sure he was. Well I'm sure your mother must have been, she wouldn't sleep with Severus even if he were the last man on earth. Well, I doubt that she would anyway." He paused slightly has Harry leaned back on the pillows thinking that the whole world was going to fall apart. "Listen Harry, I know this must be hard for you."

"You have no idea." He paused and turned to face Lupin, "why did, you compare me to Luke Skywalker?"

"Because he found out some evil git was his father…"

"I know the drill,"

"Well I was trying to get into Severus' head, that you must feel similar."

Harry smiled slightly, "well Luke Skywalker, was kinda cool."

Lupin stood up to go, "There you go." He drew back the curtains, and Harry saw Ron and Hermione pestering Madam Pomfrey.

"Harry!" Hermione yelled rushing forward.

"Shouldn't you two be in class?" Lupin asked.

"Professor Snape let us come." Ron said awestruck by all of the bandages on Harry's head.

"Ooh, there you go, maybe he's not such a Darth Vader after all." Lupin told him, then he went.

"What was he talking about? Listen Harry… the whole schools talking about it, what happened, personally I don't think you'd ever burn Snape's office, even though he is a complete asshole."

"Ron!" Hermione chided.

"I did." Harry said simply.

"Yeah, by accident." Ron stated

"Pouring petrol round the room is hardly an accident."

"But Harry, why?" Hermione asked.

Harry said nothing, but changed the subject. "Reckon I'll be able to play the Quidditch match this Saturday?"

"Yeah, you have to play, we'll lose other wise, it's the first game of the season, you have to play!"

Hermione spent the whole visit giving Harry questioning looks.