**Disclaimer** I don't own Harry Potter.
A/N: This was written for one of my bestest friends, aka Giblert. hope u like it!
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Harry lay in bed, tossing and turning, in the throes of a nightmare. He had been back to Hogwarts for about two weeks into his sixth year now, and each night was plagued with bits and pieces of the same nightmare. It was always about his parents arguing. In the time his dream progressed, he had found that his mother was pregnant and his father was upset about one thing or another, he never figured out why. This time however, it was different, this time, he remembered.
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"James you said you'd take him as your own, I don't understand why you're so upset now!"
"Lily, this, I, I just can't-"
"Just because you didn't like him when you were younger!"
"Lily that's the thing. How can I be sure you are over him? How could you do this?"
"I told you James Alexander Potter, that it happened BEFORE we were wed. You promised me that you'd take full responsibility for the baby when he left."
"What kind of man leaves a pregnant woman, especially you Lily, alone?"
"James don't, what he's doing now is for us-"
"Dear he called you a filthy MUDBLOOD!"
"JAMES DON'T YOU DARE TRY TO MAKE ME ANGRY AT HIM!!!! Whether you like it or not, this is the child of Severus."
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Harry couldn't calm his heart no matter what he tried. Was this dream true? No, it can't be, there was no way. Perhaps he had an older sibling, maybe that died tragically in the attack the way his mother and father had.
Even as he thought these things, Harry knew how improbable it was. His mother would have protected both her children, by instinct Harry knew his mother would go to those limits and beyond to protect her child. The question was, was he James' child too? Or did he just carry on James' legacy
Without even thinking about it, Harry's legs were thrown from the bed and he was standing at the door to the men's dormitories and soon proceeding down the stairs and out of the portrait hole toward Snape's office. He'd find this mystery out one way or another, whether Snape wanted to tell him or not.
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A/N: Hope you all liked this one, it was just a spur of the moment idea. man i am gonna get SO flamed for this i think but i wrote it for my friend so.....yeah, this is just an idea so don't take it too personally.
A/N: This was written for one of my bestest friends, aka Giblert. hope u like it!
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Harry lay in bed, tossing and turning, in the throes of a nightmare. He had been back to Hogwarts for about two weeks into his sixth year now, and each night was plagued with bits and pieces of the same nightmare. It was always about his parents arguing. In the time his dream progressed, he had found that his mother was pregnant and his father was upset about one thing or another, he never figured out why. This time however, it was different, this time, he remembered.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"James you said you'd take him as your own, I don't understand why you're so upset now!"
"Lily, this, I, I just can't-"
"Just because you didn't like him when you were younger!"
"Lily that's the thing. How can I be sure you are over him? How could you do this?"
"I told you James Alexander Potter, that it happened BEFORE we were wed. You promised me that you'd take full responsibility for the baby when he left."
"What kind of man leaves a pregnant woman, especially you Lily, alone?"
"James don't, what he's doing now is for us-"
"Dear he called you a filthy MUDBLOOD!"
"JAMES DON'T YOU DARE TRY TO MAKE ME ANGRY AT HIM!!!! Whether you like it or not, this is the child of Severus."
~*~*~*~*~
Harry couldn't calm his heart no matter what he tried. Was this dream true? No, it can't be, there was no way. Perhaps he had an older sibling, maybe that died tragically in the attack the way his mother and father had.
Even as he thought these things, Harry knew how improbable it was. His mother would have protected both her children, by instinct Harry knew his mother would go to those limits and beyond to protect her child. The question was, was he James' child too? Or did he just carry on James' legacy
Without even thinking about it, Harry's legs were thrown from the bed and he was standing at the door to the men's dormitories and soon proceeding down the stairs and out of the portrait hole toward Snape's office. He'd find this mystery out one way or another, whether Snape wanted to tell him or not.
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A/N: Hope you all liked this one, it was just a spur of the moment idea. man i am gonna get SO flamed for this i think but i wrote it for my friend so.....yeah, this is just an idea so don't take it too personally.