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athenakitty: You reviewed twice! Thank you v much, Severus is happy at the news but he is apprehensive about telling Harry and general consequences of Harry being his. The Dursleys will almost definitely get their punishment, especially Vernon, but maybe not in the normal cursed or killed way, I don't know yet. Did you mean, does Harry love the trunk? Yes, and he'll like it even more yet. Narcissa is scared of Lucius, who wouldn't be.

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And so on with the story,

The cardboard box was sealed with packing tape, and had a piece of scrap paper attached to the top with cello tape, it read:

Harry,

Enclosed are the letters your mother wrote to me and our mum- as well as some letters that were written to our mum from her previous 'boy'friend, who turned out to be not so previous. There are also some things that she sent me, presumably before going into hiding. I should probably have given this to you earlier, but you have them now.

Aunt Petunia

Harry was more than a little shocked and relayed the message to Insigna. By the time he had done this, the words had sunk in and he began tearing at the tape fastening it shut, which did absolutely nothing to remove it. In frustration he sat back, and Insigna suggested, in a slightly sarcastic way #try scissors# pointing her tail in the direction of his desk where a pair of scissors lay.

Feeling thoroughly stupid he picked up the scissors and proceeded to hack away the tape until he could get in. Insigna hissed about impatience and making twice the work by rushing until Harry opened the box.

It was full of parchment, on the top were the letters his mother, Lily wrote. They were tied together with a length of red ribbon. Beneath were the other letters. When he lifted them out he found three a leather bound books, the first had deeply engraved golden letters reading, photos 1979-1981. Harry pulled it out, and opened it. To his horror the first picture showed his mother tightly embraced by Snape. Their emotions were plain too.

Shaking he put the photos down, in fear of what else he might see, and looked again into the box.

There were two books, one written by, his mother! She had written a book? And the other was 'the complete compilation of Marauder pranks and escapades'. Harry wasn't quite as surprised at this. Out of his fathers book fell a piece of parchment, aside from being newer it bore a striking resemblance to the piece he had given the fake Moody. Of course the only way to check would be …

Harry found his wand, mentally berating himself for not having it on him, and touched the parchment, "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good".

Sure enough the names of the makers appeared in ink, before spidery black lines crisscrossed over the parchment to create the Hogwarts map he was familiar with. Did this mean that all o the marauders had a copy? If so then who was it that lost theirs? Did Peter still have his?

The last one was impossible anyway; he had been a rat (in the non-metaphorical sense) for twelve years, so he could not have any possessions.

With "mischief managed" Harry cleared the map, wondering. He was very conscious that he now had many more questions, and, as of yet, no answers. His mind subconsciously brought back the photo he had just seen- he doubted that he could ever forget that.

He then turned his attention to his mother's book; the cover was dark blue and bore the rather boring and undescriptive title, "Charms".

He opened it and by looking at the contents realised that she must have discovered many of the charms, and that the ones he had heard of fell into the category of 'if I do NEWT charms I really hope they don't come up in the exam because the theory is evil (in the too hard sense of the word) and the actual practise of the charms even worse. After this had occurred to Harry he recognised that knowing a few might help prevent anything like last year…

The memory of Cedric's death, Voldemort's return- Harry curled up, It was his fault, he should have just taken the cup-Cedric would still be alive-tears stared to fall, and Insigna entwined herself around Harry's waist, hoping it would bring some comfort to her obviously upset master.

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Narcissa decided that she would have to try again, Petunia was a muggle, which meant Lucius would never suspect, and she was family, but she had never told Lucius. Petunia also knew about Magic and the magical world, even if she wasn't very keen, no, scratch that, hated magic. This would allow her to do magic still, without having the Ministry swoop down onto her.

Draco was also considering how best to approach his mother again, her earlier actions had confirmed his suspicions that something was going on, and he wanted to know what it was. It was also a useful distraction from the dark hints his father kept dropping, Draco was almost certain that he would start training and, although it would have some advantages, namely the golden trio would quickly loose their righteous, self-satisfied smiles after a few interesting curses, he definitely was not looking forward to it. His father was not a patient man.

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Severus was once again pacing his rooms, when an unpleasant thought struck him; did Dumbledore know? If so why the hell hadn't he mentioned it? The only way to find out, of course, would be to tell him. And Severus wanted him meddling even less than he wanted to inform his- son- about his parentage. Severus read through the letter Lily had sent him again. He had read it so many times now he knew the words by heart, but somehow the handwriting entranced him, surely there was an answer, Lily always had seemed to know what to do.

So he scanned the page again, and again, but still no answer to the problem he faced was found, aside from the 'tell him' approach. This did not make Severus feel happy. He was unused to feeling unsure and was almost tempted to follow the 'tell him' approach; at least he would be doing something.

Then he dropped the parchment abruptly, clutching his left forearm, the pain reminding him why he could not simply tell Harry that he was his father, why, for the moment at least, no one else could know. Hastily he grabbed his cloak and mask, ran out of Hogwarts and upon reaching Hogsmeade he apparated.

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Sorry it's not very long again, I cannot seem to make my chapters any longer, I suppose practice will help.

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