When Harry woke up the next morning Hedwig was back with the response
from Sirius.
Harry,
Yes your name really is Zachary. Sorry to say this but yes I did know that Severus was your father but he swore Remus and I to secrecy. He wanted to tell you himself and that is his right. I still think he should have told you a long time ago. That's why I hated him so much is because he wouldn't tell you the truth. I'm glad to hear your scar hasn't been hurting. Right now I'm in hiding at a good friend of mines house. Her name is Arabella Figg you probably know her as Mrs. Figg. She was in the same year as us. She used a glamourie to look so old. I just got here a few hours ago. Hope to hear from you soon.
Sirius
This was all strange to Harry. So Remus and Sirius knew all along? Not only was this unusual but confusing as well. He wanted answers but he didn't know where to look for them. Maybe he needed to talk to his father about what's going on. Harry was taking his time on owling Ron and Hermione. He didn't know what he was going to say to them. He knew he was going to have to tell them everything that was going on but he didn't know how to tell them what he knew of the situation. He decided to just tell them that. What he knew.
Ron,
I have some news to tell you but before I tell you it I want you to promise you'll be my friend no matter what it is.
Harry
Then he started the letter he was going to send to Hermione. He knew she wouldn't freak out because of who he is.
Hermione,
You'll never guess what I found out. I pretty much found out that my entire life was a lie. I got this letter from professor Snape saying that he was my father. Do you think he would lie about something like this? Do you think it could be a Death Eater forging his writing? I guess I'll find out on my birthday. He said that I have a charm on me making me look like James Potter and it should come off on my birthday. I guess I'm also going to be staying with him. This is all so strange. The weirdest part is he said my names not even really Harry. He said it's Zachary. Please respond.
Zachary a.k.a. Harry
Harry hasn't told anyone but he is starting to feel 'those' feelings for Hermione. He didn't know how he would tell her but he really wanted to. He really wanted to be with her but he didn't know if she wanted to be with him.
It was now three weeks into the vacation. His father was supposed to be coming the next day. Harry was a little nervous. He was kind of hoping his father wouldn't cause any problems and he would just be able to get out of there as soon as possible. Harry would like to have their mind altered to make them think they'd never seen him before in his life. He just wanted to hurry up and get out of there. He never thought Snape would be his father. He never thought he would have a father that was alive either. He had just gotten upstairs after his last meal at the Dursley's. Uncle Vernon spent the whole time telling him about his client tomorrow. He was telling him how to act and everything. The thing uncle Vernon didn't know is that he wouldn't be making a sale tomorrow. He saw that Hedwig was back with the response from Ron. It read:
Harry,
What are you playing at? I'd always be your friend even if you ended up being Malfoys long lost twin brother, or even worse Snapes son. You're too good of a person to not want to be friends with. Is it about liking Hermione? And before you ask you are very obvious when it comes to that. I think she likes you too. Please tell me what's going on.
Ron
Harry didn't know how he was going to respond to what Ron wrote. He decided he would just have to tell him the truth. He can't lie to his friends. Can he?
Ron
It's funny you should say that about Snape. It turns out that I am his son. No I am not messing around it's the truth. He explained everything to me in a letter. I still don't know how he's going to act around me. I believe I'm going to stay with him starting tomorrow until the end of the holiday. Yeah I guess it is pretty obvious I like Hermione. It's even more obvious that you like lavender. I'm glad to hear you'll still be my friend.
Harry
Harry sent it off with Hedwig and then he went to bed anticipating the events that would take place in the morning.
*** The Next Day!!!***
When Harry woke up there was a mixture of fright and excitement all in his stomach. He will see his father for the first time in three and a half weeks. It didn't seem like a long time but it was considering he had no idea how he was going to be treated by his father. Will he be mean? Will he be nicer? How will he tell his relatives that they would never see him again? He just wanted to get it over with. He had about four hours before his father also known as Uncle Vernon's 'Client' was going to arrive. Harry knew he was going to end up spending that entire time cleaning, and when he wasn't cleaning he would be packing his things so he would be ready to leave as quickly as possible. At 12 noon exactly the door bell rang.
"Go get the door boy and don't act like a twit just let him in and usher him over to the couch." Harry got up to go and great his father who no one else in the house was aware that it was his father. Harry opened the door to see his potions professor with clean short hair. He was wearing a nice pair of black pants and a white shirt and an expensive looking jacket. He was also wearing a smile and that surmised Harry the most.
"Have a seat" was all Harry could think to say at this point. "Nice hair," I guess he was able to think of something else.
"Ha very funny, Are you going to tell your uncle I'm here? The sooner we can get out of here the better." He knew one thing about his father for sure. He wasn't a very patient man.
"I'll go get him right now." Harry was off to get his uncle. "Uncle Vernon Mr. Snape is waiting for you."
"Ah yes. I'd better get out there then."
"Hello Mr. Dursley how are you doing today?"
"Oh, I'm splendid what about you?"
"I've never been better, really," he really did mean it too. "Do you think I could talk to your nephew privately before we talk business?"
"Ah yes, but of coarse. I'll go get him." Professor Snape nodded and Vernon Dursley left the room. A few seconds later Harry re entered the room his father was in.
"Is there anywhere more private we could talk?"
"Well there's outside?"
"Nah, do you have a bedroom or something?"
"Sure come on," his father followed him up to his room.
"This is a pretty sad excuse of a bedroom if you ask me."
"Yeah I know but I've only had this since I got my letter from Hogwarts. Before that I slept in the cupboard under the stairs."
"That's horrible. I'm so sorry I couldn't do anything about it sooner. The thing is you really wouldn't have been safe with me."
"It's really quite strange seeing you like this. I'm so use to seeing you as a... you know."
"Ah yes I'm quite aware that I am frequently known as a greasy git. I'm called it one hundred times a day on average." He seemed unusually high spirited considering what the topic was.
"I want to know for sure. Can you prove to me that this is the truth?"
"Of course, I brought your birth certificate," he handed it to Harry. He looked at it:
Name: Snape, Zachary Severus DOB: July 31, 1980
Mother: Lily Marie Evans Snape Father: Severus Steven Snape
That's all he needed to see to know that it was true.
"See I told you."
"Yeah you did. Why couldn't you have at least told me?"
"I'm really sorry. I wanted to so bad. I'm surprised that map of yours didn't say your real name,"
"It was probably because the spell made me look like a potter so it thought I was one." Harry paused for a moment. "So what am I suppose to call you?"
"Whatever you feel comfortable with."
"That's the thing I don't know what I would call you. Professor Snape just seems too strange to call you now. I can't call you by your first name because that would be even weirder then professor Snape, and I'm not ready to call you father."
"Well you could make the decision when the summer is over." Harry just nodded. "Now what to do those relatives of yours?"
"I think we should just put a memory charm on them so they think they never met me and then leave."
"Oh come on where's the fun in that?"
"There's not really any point in wasting time in doing anything else but leaving."
"Alright let's just go then." He sounded a little disappointed.
"Thank you." His father put the charm on the Dursley's. Harry got his stuff and they were off by means of floo to Snape Manor.
Harry,
Yes your name really is Zachary. Sorry to say this but yes I did know that Severus was your father but he swore Remus and I to secrecy. He wanted to tell you himself and that is his right. I still think he should have told you a long time ago. That's why I hated him so much is because he wouldn't tell you the truth. I'm glad to hear your scar hasn't been hurting. Right now I'm in hiding at a good friend of mines house. Her name is Arabella Figg you probably know her as Mrs. Figg. She was in the same year as us. She used a glamourie to look so old. I just got here a few hours ago. Hope to hear from you soon.
Sirius
This was all strange to Harry. So Remus and Sirius knew all along? Not only was this unusual but confusing as well. He wanted answers but he didn't know where to look for them. Maybe he needed to talk to his father about what's going on. Harry was taking his time on owling Ron and Hermione. He didn't know what he was going to say to them. He knew he was going to have to tell them everything that was going on but he didn't know how to tell them what he knew of the situation. He decided to just tell them that. What he knew.
Ron,
I have some news to tell you but before I tell you it I want you to promise you'll be my friend no matter what it is.
Harry
Then he started the letter he was going to send to Hermione. He knew she wouldn't freak out because of who he is.
Hermione,
You'll never guess what I found out. I pretty much found out that my entire life was a lie. I got this letter from professor Snape saying that he was my father. Do you think he would lie about something like this? Do you think it could be a Death Eater forging his writing? I guess I'll find out on my birthday. He said that I have a charm on me making me look like James Potter and it should come off on my birthday. I guess I'm also going to be staying with him. This is all so strange. The weirdest part is he said my names not even really Harry. He said it's Zachary. Please respond.
Zachary a.k.a. Harry
Harry hasn't told anyone but he is starting to feel 'those' feelings for Hermione. He didn't know how he would tell her but he really wanted to. He really wanted to be with her but he didn't know if she wanted to be with him.
It was now three weeks into the vacation. His father was supposed to be coming the next day. Harry was a little nervous. He was kind of hoping his father wouldn't cause any problems and he would just be able to get out of there as soon as possible. Harry would like to have their mind altered to make them think they'd never seen him before in his life. He just wanted to hurry up and get out of there. He never thought Snape would be his father. He never thought he would have a father that was alive either. He had just gotten upstairs after his last meal at the Dursley's. Uncle Vernon spent the whole time telling him about his client tomorrow. He was telling him how to act and everything. The thing uncle Vernon didn't know is that he wouldn't be making a sale tomorrow. He saw that Hedwig was back with the response from Ron. It read:
Harry,
What are you playing at? I'd always be your friend even if you ended up being Malfoys long lost twin brother, or even worse Snapes son. You're too good of a person to not want to be friends with. Is it about liking Hermione? And before you ask you are very obvious when it comes to that. I think she likes you too. Please tell me what's going on.
Ron
Harry didn't know how he was going to respond to what Ron wrote. He decided he would just have to tell him the truth. He can't lie to his friends. Can he?
Ron
It's funny you should say that about Snape. It turns out that I am his son. No I am not messing around it's the truth. He explained everything to me in a letter. I still don't know how he's going to act around me. I believe I'm going to stay with him starting tomorrow until the end of the holiday. Yeah I guess it is pretty obvious I like Hermione. It's even more obvious that you like lavender. I'm glad to hear you'll still be my friend.
Harry
Harry sent it off with Hedwig and then he went to bed anticipating the events that would take place in the morning.
*** The Next Day!!!***
When Harry woke up there was a mixture of fright and excitement all in his stomach. He will see his father for the first time in three and a half weeks. It didn't seem like a long time but it was considering he had no idea how he was going to be treated by his father. Will he be mean? Will he be nicer? How will he tell his relatives that they would never see him again? He just wanted to get it over with. He had about four hours before his father also known as Uncle Vernon's 'Client' was going to arrive. Harry knew he was going to end up spending that entire time cleaning, and when he wasn't cleaning he would be packing his things so he would be ready to leave as quickly as possible. At 12 noon exactly the door bell rang.
"Go get the door boy and don't act like a twit just let him in and usher him over to the couch." Harry got up to go and great his father who no one else in the house was aware that it was his father. Harry opened the door to see his potions professor with clean short hair. He was wearing a nice pair of black pants and a white shirt and an expensive looking jacket. He was also wearing a smile and that surmised Harry the most.
"Have a seat" was all Harry could think to say at this point. "Nice hair," I guess he was able to think of something else.
"Ha very funny, Are you going to tell your uncle I'm here? The sooner we can get out of here the better." He knew one thing about his father for sure. He wasn't a very patient man.
"I'll go get him right now." Harry was off to get his uncle. "Uncle Vernon Mr. Snape is waiting for you."
"Ah yes. I'd better get out there then."
"Hello Mr. Dursley how are you doing today?"
"Oh, I'm splendid what about you?"
"I've never been better, really," he really did mean it too. "Do you think I could talk to your nephew privately before we talk business?"
"Ah yes, but of coarse. I'll go get him." Professor Snape nodded and Vernon Dursley left the room. A few seconds later Harry re entered the room his father was in.
"Is there anywhere more private we could talk?"
"Well there's outside?"
"Nah, do you have a bedroom or something?"
"Sure come on," his father followed him up to his room.
"This is a pretty sad excuse of a bedroom if you ask me."
"Yeah I know but I've only had this since I got my letter from Hogwarts. Before that I slept in the cupboard under the stairs."
"That's horrible. I'm so sorry I couldn't do anything about it sooner. The thing is you really wouldn't have been safe with me."
"It's really quite strange seeing you like this. I'm so use to seeing you as a... you know."
"Ah yes I'm quite aware that I am frequently known as a greasy git. I'm called it one hundred times a day on average." He seemed unusually high spirited considering what the topic was.
"I want to know for sure. Can you prove to me that this is the truth?"
"Of course, I brought your birth certificate," he handed it to Harry. He looked at it:
Name: Snape, Zachary Severus DOB: July 31, 1980
Mother: Lily Marie Evans Snape Father: Severus Steven Snape
That's all he needed to see to know that it was true.
"See I told you."
"Yeah you did. Why couldn't you have at least told me?"
"I'm really sorry. I wanted to so bad. I'm surprised that map of yours didn't say your real name,"
"It was probably because the spell made me look like a potter so it thought I was one." Harry paused for a moment. "So what am I suppose to call you?"
"Whatever you feel comfortable with."
"That's the thing I don't know what I would call you. Professor Snape just seems too strange to call you now. I can't call you by your first name because that would be even weirder then professor Snape, and I'm not ready to call you father."
"Well you could make the decision when the summer is over." Harry just nodded. "Now what to do those relatives of yours?"
"I think we should just put a memory charm on them so they think they never met me and then leave."
"Oh come on where's the fun in that?"
"There's not really any point in wasting time in doing anything else but leaving."
"Alright let's just go then." He sounded a little disappointed.
"Thank you." His father put the charm on the Dursley's. Harry got his stuff and they were off by means of floo to Snape Manor.