History... with a Twist...
Chapter 3
"Albus, Why did she have to die?" the man pleaded trying to fight the tears that threatened to fall.
"I don't know.. But I think I have something that might cheer you up... come with me back to my office.."
The man nodded before standing up, and following Albus to the office in silence. It's not long before he heard Albus mutter the password and the stone statue jumped aside to admit them to continue up the stairs... As they reached the top of the stairs and opened the door the man cracked a small smile as he saw the 'surprise' that Albus had for him, his son... He scooped the boy up in his arms and hugged him gently wishing that he'd been there when his son was born..
"But how... "
"She asked me to keep him here for a while... She had a feeling that something would happen, and happen it did. He found out about her secret, your secret... She thought he'd do something terrible to Harry when he found out so she wanted me to protect him for her... I just wished I'd been there to protect her also..."
"I swear if he wasn't already dead I would kill him, make him pay for his actions, make him pay for stealing her away and then killing her... I knew that Voldemort wasn't behind their deaths... I would know if he had, being in his inner circle helps to learn his plans..."
"You know it's dangerous to be doing that... dangerous for you and now dangerous for your son."
"I know.. But it was not my choice to become one. My father forced me into it.. I had no choice... Did you know that once she had wanted to join the ranks of the Death Eaters to be with me... I told her that the life of a Death Eater was hard and I didn't want to see her suffer... maybe if I didn't tell her that she would still be alive and not married to the jerk... Voldemort knows that I have a son... he noticed a change in me, having to watch my son grow up from afar and have that 'thing' take her away from me... it was like having my heart torn out and shattered, as if it were glass..."
"No you did the right thing by telling her not to join.. Do you think Voldemort would harm Harry?"
"I don't know but I'd feel safer having him here with me throughout the terms and through the holidays we'd be a the manor... I think it'd be easier to keep him out of danger and trouble that way. Do you think that would be a good idea...?"
"Yes I think we can have that arranged. I think that teaching him magic at a younger age would be possible also, just in case."
"I agree. He could attend classes here and through the summer I could teach him more stuff. He'll probably need it...but we'll wait until he's at least 7 or 8 before we start his training.."
"Oh and one more thing before you leave. Are you going to change his name? I mean it is 'Harold James Potter' and since he is your son..."
"I see.. He'll keep the Harold, or Harry for short, part but take my last name, instead of that twit's name. Lily had wanted to name him Harold Alexander Snape"
"Ok. You may go now Professor.."
"Thank you Albus."
The Professor walked out of the room that day carrying his son in his arms. The next few years passed fast and Harry grew up with his father happily. By now Harry was 7 and it was time for him to start his unofficial schooling, He walked to the entrance hall with his father. The Professor left Harry with Professor McGonagall, and the fist years, and continued to the head table where the professors sit. Harry stood beside a nervous looking boy that looked like he was about to jump off a cliff.
"Hey."
"Oh Hey. You look sort of young for a first year..."
"I'm starting my unofficial training now... I'm only 7 but my Father wanted me to be prepared for anything... Oh, by the Way. I'm Harry what's your name?"
"Wood, Oliver Wood. Nice to meet you Harry... Are you going to be sorted or are they going to sort you when you officially start your fist year?"
"I don't know. My Father says I'd make a good Slytherin, What house do you think you'll be in?"
"Probably Gryffindor... I just hope I like it here.. I'm afraid that I'd get lost here, it's so big.."
"I already know my way around here... I know more than my father thinks I know about the hallways here. I know most of the secret passages too.."
"Wow! How long have you been here, you must come to this school a lot to know so much."
Since my Father's a professor here I spend the terms here with him and we stay at our manor during the holidays.. Oh look they're going to start the sorting ceremony soon. Lets hurry up!"
"Oh right, good luck to you Harry!"
"You too Oliver!"
The two join the others as they walk through the large doors into the Great Hall. A stool was placed in front of the first years, and then an old, patched, pointed hat was placed on the stool. The Sorting Ceremony was starting... Professor McGonagall started calling out names of the first years... they'd sit down on the stool and the hat would yell out a house name then they'd go join their house. The process repeated numerous times before it was his turn. Professor McGonagall was about to call his name
"Snape, Harold"
A few of the older students gasped as they heard his last name, most of which he guessed disliked his father. He goes and sits on the stool and send a small glance towards his father, who nods in return.
'Oh such a tough choice... plenty of courage...I suppose you got that from your mother.. Much ambition, from your father no doubt... not a bad mind either...'
'You knew both my parents...'
'Ah yes dear boy, your mother I remember her, she was an unique person... she seemed to radiate with positive energy... you Father her was quite shy, and kept to himself... but back to the decision of your house... quite young still but I know it's for the best... In Slytherin you could be great... but also in Gryffindor... the choice is yours...'
'Slytherin... like my Father...'
'Wise choice... I believe you made the best one...' "Slytherin"
Ha smiled as he took the hat off and glance at his father before joining the rest of his house... He watched as the boy from before, Oliver, was sorted into Gryffindor...
A/N: I wanted to get this out as soon as I could. So here it is. And I'd like to thank East Angel for being my first reviewer.. So Thanks East Angel! R/R please
Chapter 3
"Albus, Why did she have to die?" the man pleaded trying to fight the tears that threatened to fall.
"I don't know.. But I think I have something that might cheer you up... come with me back to my office.."
The man nodded before standing up, and following Albus to the office in silence. It's not long before he heard Albus mutter the password and the stone statue jumped aside to admit them to continue up the stairs... As they reached the top of the stairs and opened the door the man cracked a small smile as he saw the 'surprise' that Albus had for him, his son... He scooped the boy up in his arms and hugged him gently wishing that he'd been there when his son was born..
"But how... "
"She asked me to keep him here for a while... She had a feeling that something would happen, and happen it did. He found out about her secret, your secret... She thought he'd do something terrible to Harry when he found out so she wanted me to protect him for her... I just wished I'd been there to protect her also..."
"I swear if he wasn't already dead I would kill him, make him pay for his actions, make him pay for stealing her away and then killing her... I knew that Voldemort wasn't behind their deaths... I would know if he had, being in his inner circle helps to learn his plans..."
"You know it's dangerous to be doing that... dangerous for you and now dangerous for your son."
"I know.. But it was not my choice to become one. My father forced me into it.. I had no choice... Did you know that once she had wanted to join the ranks of the Death Eaters to be with me... I told her that the life of a Death Eater was hard and I didn't want to see her suffer... maybe if I didn't tell her that she would still be alive and not married to the jerk... Voldemort knows that I have a son... he noticed a change in me, having to watch my son grow up from afar and have that 'thing' take her away from me... it was like having my heart torn out and shattered, as if it were glass..."
"No you did the right thing by telling her not to join.. Do you think Voldemort would harm Harry?"
"I don't know but I'd feel safer having him here with me throughout the terms and through the holidays we'd be a the manor... I think it'd be easier to keep him out of danger and trouble that way. Do you think that would be a good idea...?"
"Yes I think we can have that arranged. I think that teaching him magic at a younger age would be possible also, just in case."
"I agree. He could attend classes here and through the summer I could teach him more stuff. He'll probably need it...but we'll wait until he's at least 7 or 8 before we start his training.."
"Oh and one more thing before you leave. Are you going to change his name? I mean it is 'Harold James Potter' and since he is your son..."
"I see.. He'll keep the Harold, or Harry for short, part but take my last name, instead of that twit's name. Lily had wanted to name him Harold Alexander Snape"
"Ok. You may go now Professor.."
"Thank you Albus."
The Professor walked out of the room that day carrying his son in his arms. The next few years passed fast and Harry grew up with his father happily. By now Harry was 7 and it was time for him to start his unofficial schooling, He walked to the entrance hall with his father. The Professor left Harry with Professor McGonagall, and the fist years, and continued to the head table where the professors sit. Harry stood beside a nervous looking boy that looked like he was about to jump off a cliff.
"Hey."
"Oh Hey. You look sort of young for a first year..."
"I'm starting my unofficial training now... I'm only 7 but my Father wanted me to be prepared for anything... Oh, by the Way. I'm Harry what's your name?"
"Wood, Oliver Wood. Nice to meet you Harry... Are you going to be sorted or are they going to sort you when you officially start your fist year?"
"I don't know. My Father says I'd make a good Slytherin, What house do you think you'll be in?"
"Probably Gryffindor... I just hope I like it here.. I'm afraid that I'd get lost here, it's so big.."
"I already know my way around here... I know more than my father thinks I know about the hallways here. I know most of the secret passages too.."
"Wow! How long have you been here, you must come to this school a lot to know so much."
Since my Father's a professor here I spend the terms here with him and we stay at our manor during the holidays.. Oh look they're going to start the sorting ceremony soon. Lets hurry up!"
"Oh right, good luck to you Harry!"
"You too Oliver!"
The two join the others as they walk through the large doors into the Great Hall. A stool was placed in front of the first years, and then an old, patched, pointed hat was placed on the stool. The Sorting Ceremony was starting... Professor McGonagall started calling out names of the first years... they'd sit down on the stool and the hat would yell out a house name then they'd go join their house. The process repeated numerous times before it was his turn. Professor McGonagall was about to call his name
"Snape, Harold"
A few of the older students gasped as they heard his last name, most of which he guessed disliked his father. He goes and sits on the stool and send a small glance towards his father, who nods in return.
'Oh such a tough choice... plenty of courage...I suppose you got that from your mother.. Much ambition, from your father no doubt... not a bad mind either...'
'You knew both my parents...'
'Ah yes dear boy, your mother I remember her, she was an unique person... she seemed to radiate with positive energy... you Father her was quite shy, and kept to himself... but back to the decision of your house... quite young still but I know it's for the best... In Slytherin you could be great... but also in Gryffindor... the choice is yours...'
'Slytherin... like my Father...'
'Wise choice... I believe you made the best one...' "Slytherin"
Ha smiled as he took the hat off and glance at his father before joining the rest of his house... He watched as the boy from before, Oliver, was sorted into Gryffindor...
A/N: I wanted to get this out as soon as I could. So here it is. And I'd like to thank East Angel for being my first reviewer.. So Thanks East Angel! R/R please