A/N I am now going to refer to Harry as Lewis, thanks to everyone who
reviewed, especially to Scott who figured out how ( Big thanks to Yas, my
challenger/girlfriend, and also to those who noticed I moved this story (
Chapter Seven:
"Lewis?" Severus' voice rang out through the stillness of the room. Lewis was sitting at his desk in his room, writing furiously on a piece of parchment. "Lewis?" Severus called again, this time walking into the room. Lewis looked up suddenly from the piece of parchment he was writing on.
"Can I help you, dad?" He asked politely.
"Wouldn't you like a break from all this working? How about we go to the Three Broomsticks?" Severus asked, trying to get him distracted from his work.
"But dad, I haven't finished the essay on wormwood and its properties yet! You set it for me, and I am almost finished!" Severus sighed. His son was choosing to do work over going into Hogsmeade.
"Lew, you need to loosen up a bit. You have been working non-stop since Christmas. You have finished all the work I have set you perfectly." Lewis looked amusedly at his father.
"If you must know, I haven't been doing all that much studying. Ok, so I have done more than I should, but most of the time when you see me I am writing my story or drawing. Since you suggested it, let's go to Hogsmeade and get lunch? I'm starving!" He emphasized his point by rubbing his flat stomach. Severus just watched bewildered as Lewis ran off towards the entrance to the rooms.
The days passed, as soon enough it was the beginning of a new term. The students had returned from their holidays, and were back at classes. Severus was often in a foul mood, which was easily destroyed by Lewis. The pair would sit and talk for ages in the living room before Severus would tell Lewis it was time for bed. By that time, Lewis wasn't exactly going to object since he was already half asleep.
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"Dad, when can I come back to school? It's lonely studying with no one else." Lewis asked on a cool day in January.
"We could do it today if you want. No one would suspect it, Harry has been gone for a long time now. Let's go tell Albus."
"Why must we tell him?" Lewis spat out the word him with such venom that Severus was taken back.
"Well, he is the headmaster. Come; let's just get it over with." Severus took Harry to the gargoyle that guarded the headmaster's office and gave it the password.
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".And don't forget, you are from New Zealand, studying with your mother. She thought you needed to interact with children your own age, so she sent you to live with me." Lewis sighed, Severus had been going over his alibi for hours, and it was firmly etched into his brain.
"I know, dad, you have told me so many times, how could I possibly forget? Can we just go to the feast?" it was time, and Lewis and his father were in their entrance rooms. Severus wearing his usual black robes, and Lewis was in green robes with the Snape emblem emblazoned on the back in silver. Over the top he wore a black cloak with a sliver phoenix clasp with emeralds as its eyes.
Sighing, Severus nodded and led Lewis out of their rooms and to the Great Hall. The pair made their way to the Head Table and took seats next to each other. Whispers flew around the hall about who the stranger was. Lewis started talking with Severus as they sat down. They talked about small things, like quidditch and pranks. When they got to the subject of pranks, Lewis and Severus looked at Dumbledore and Umbridge, both breaking into identical scheming smirks. They hushed their voices more and started planning. The students watched amazed as this stranger spoke to the evil potions master.
Before the feast started, Dumbledore stood and cleared his throat, gaining the attention of the hall.
"I know I don't normally give announcements during the term, but we had received a new student. He's from." He looked down at a sheet of paper Severus had given him. Lewis and Severus had conveniently forgotten to tell Albus their alibi. So, there it was, on a piece of paper, full of spelling mistakes. The two Snapes smirked at each other. "New Zearelaende" Dumbledore said frowning. The hall broke into laughter, and Lewis shared an amused glance with Severus. "He will be sorted, and then join classes tomorrow." The old man finished as McGonagall placed the stool with the sorting hat on it in the hall. Lewis walked up to it as she said his name. for the second time, whispers broke out, but this time, they were different.
'Ah, back again, not here for a chat though, are you? You know, we should have a nice chat some time, no one ever talks to me now, and it gets dreadfully lonely. So, I guess I should sort you. Hmm. I know the perfect place.'
"SLYTHERIN" the hat shouted for all to hear. The green table cheered, as Lewis made his way over to it. He sat down next to Draco Malfoy and Ashton Lowe. He found their company much more pleasurable than Ron and Hermione. Those two were always arguing. Ashton and Draco were better friends than Ron and Hermione ever were. Ron and Hermione were more like a married couple, with Harry as a third-wheel. Draco and Ashton welcomed him quickly into their group, and into Slytherin.
Later that night, Lewis was settling into his dorm and talking with his yearmates. Their topics ranged through a matter of different subjects. By the end of their talking, Harry had decided that he should have a nice talk with Voldemort. Perhaps he would like and ally.
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All done. I don't know when I will be able to update this, as I am going away over the Christmas break. I will try to make it sooner rather than later though. If worst comes to worst, I will write it in my notebook and then type it. Hope you enjoyed it.
Chapter Seven:
"Lewis?" Severus' voice rang out through the stillness of the room. Lewis was sitting at his desk in his room, writing furiously on a piece of parchment. "Lewis?" Severus called again, this time walking into the room. Lewis looked up suddenly from the piece of parchment he was writing on.
"Can I help you, dad?" He asked politely.
"Wouldn't you like a break from all this working? How about we go to the Three Broomsticks?" Severus asked, trying to get him distracted from his work.
"But dad, I haven't finished the essay on wormwood and its properties yet! You set it for me, and I am almost finished!" Severus sighed. His son was choosing to do work over going into Hogsmeade.
"Lew, you need to loosen up a bit. You have been working non-stop since Christmas. You have finished all the work I have set you perfectly." Lewis looked amusedly at his father.
"If you must know, I haven't been doing all that much studying. Ok, so I have done more than I should, but most of the time when you see me I am writing my story or drawing. Since you suggested it, let's go to Hogsmeade and get lunch? I'm starving!" He emphasized his point by rubbing his flat stomach. Severus just watched bewildered as Lewis ran off towards the entrance to the rooms.
The days passed, as soon enough it was the beginning of a new term. The students had returned from their holidays, and were back at classes. Severus was often in a foul mood, which was easily destroyed by Lewis. The pair would sit and talk for ages in the living room before Severus would tell Lewis it was time for bed. By that time, Lewis wasn't exactly going to object since he was already half asleep.
---
"Dad, when can I come back to school? It's lonely studying with no one else." Lewis asked on a cool day in January.
"We could do it today if you want. No one would suspect it, Harry has been gone for a long time now. Let's go tell Albus."
"Why must we tell him?" Lewis spat out the word him with such venom that Severus was taken back.
"Well, he is the headmaster. Come; let's just get it over with." Severus took Harry to the gargoyle that guarded the headmaster's office and gave it the password.
---
".And don't forget, you are from New Zealand, studying with your mother. She thought you needed to interact with children your own age, so she sent you to live with me." Lewis sighed, Severus had been going over his alibi for hours, and it was firmly etched into his brain.
"I know, dad, you have told me so many times, how could I possibly forget? Can we just go to the feast?" it was time, and Lewis and his father were in their entrance rooms. Severus wearing his usual black robes, and Lewis was in green robes with the Snape emblem emblazoned on the back in silver. Over the top he wore a black cloak with a sliver phoenix clasp with emeralds as its eyes.
Sighing, Severus nodded and led Lewis out of their rooms and to the Great Hall. The pair made their way to the Head Table and took seats next to each other. Whispers flew around the hall about who the stranger was. Lewis started talking with Severus as they sat down. They talked about small things, like quidditch and pranks. When they got to the subject of pranks, Lewis and Severus looked at Dumbledore and Umbridge, both breaking into identical scheming smirks. They hushed their voices more and started planning. The students watched amazed as this stranger spoke to the evil potions master.
Before the feast started, Dumbledore stood and cleared his throat, gaining the attention of the hall.
"I know I don't normally give announcements during the term, but we had received a new student. He's from." He looked down at a sheet of paper Severus had given him. Lewis and Severus had conveniently forgotten to tell Albus their alibi. So, there it was, on a piece of paper, full of spelling mistakes. The two Snapes smirked at each other. "New Zearelaende" Dumbledore said frowning. The hall broke into laughter, and Lewis shared an amused glance with Severus. "He will be sorted, and then join classes tomorrow." The old man finished as McGonagall placed the stool with the sorting hat on it in the hall. Lewis walked up to it as she said his name. for the second time, whispers broke out, but this time, they were different.
'Ah, back again, not here for a chat though, are you? You know, we should have a nice chat some time, no one ever talks to me now, and it gets dreadfully lonely. So, I guess I should sort you. Hmm. I know the perfect place.'
"SLYTHERIN" the hat shouted for all to hear. The green table cheered, as Lewis made his way over to it. He sat down next to Draco Malfoy and Ashton Lowe. He found their company much more pleasurable than Ron and Hermione. Those two were always arguing. Ashton and Draco were better friends than Ron and Hermione ever were. Ron and Hermione were more like a married couple, with Harry as a third-wheel. Draco and Ashton welcomed him quickly into their group, and into Slytherin.
Later that night, Lewis was settling into his dorm and talking with his yearmates. Their topics ranged through a matter of different subjects. By the end of their talking, Harry had decided that he should have a nice talk with Voldemort. Perhaps he would like and ally.
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All done. I don't know when I will be able to update this, as I am going away over the Christmas break. I will try to make it sooner rather than later though. If worst comes to worst, I will write it in my notebook and then type it. Hope you enjoyed it.
