~~~Chapter 3-Then next day~~~
"I still can't believe that you're my father."
"I'm sorry that it had to be me, Harry...I know I'm certainly not the most loved
person in the world."
"I'm glad it's you."
"What?"
"Of course I'm still...really shocked, I don't think it's quite sunk in yet,
but...I am glad that it's you. I may not have liked you, but I have kind of
looked up to you...for the job you do for Dumbledore, what it costs you, and
for what you've done for me in the past."
"Thank you, Harry. I will try to live up to that. I'm hardly worthy of being
anyone's father, let alone yours."
"Don't be ridiculous, you're doing fine as far as I can tell. I've never exactly
had a father before, you know. I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do, either."
"Well, that's some relief. I will try my hardest, but you do realize that in class I won't
be able to change my behavior towards you,"
"I understand. Maybe could we...get together sometimes then To...y'know...talk and stuff?"
"Of course. And if anyone asks questions, we could always claim that I'm tutoring
you, or you've got detention."
"What about my appearance? You said that it'd keep changing...
won't that make people suspicious?"
"Hopefully you won't end up looking too much like me, for your
safety, of course. But if you do...I'm not sure what could be done.
We'll take that on when it becomes necessary,"
"I don't like to admit it, but I'm kind of...scared. I've been having
trouble sleeping because I can feel it happening at night. And then when I wake
up in the morning and look in the mirror...there's always something different,
like it's not really me anymore."
"It'll be alright, Harry. It shouldn't last too much longer. Try and
think of it this way, for the first time you're starting to look like
who you really are."
"Maybe could you say that first part again?"
"I suppose...it'll be alright, Harry,"
"Thank you,"
"What is it? Why are you crying?"
"I'm sorry...it's just that no one's ever really said that to me before."
"Everything will be okay, I promise you that. No more lies, I promise."
"You know, you make a really good father,"
"Well, you're not such a half-bad son, either. Although, there is that hair..."
"Oh, and you're one to talk,"
"Fine, I'll make you a deal...you tame that rat's nest, and I'll take better care of my own,"
"Hey! I can't help that my hair goes everywhere, what am I supposed to do about it?"
"I don't know, grow it out a little perhaps?"
"Very well then, you have a deal, Professor Snape,"
"Deal, Mr. Potter,"
"I just realized something...I'm not really a 'Potter' am I? I'm a Snape."
"You're right, now that you mention it. I'd never really thought about it before,"
"I still can't believe that you're my father."
"I'm sorry that it had to be me, Harry...I know I'm certainly not the most loved
person in the world."
"I'm glad it's you."
"What?"
"Of course I'm still...really shocked, I don't think it's quite sunk in yet,
but...I am glad that it's you. I may not have liked you, but I have kind of
looked up to you...for the job you do for Dumbledore, what it costs you, and
for what you've done for me in the past."
"Thank you, Harry. I will try to live up to that. I'm hardly worthy of being
anyone's father, let alone yours."
"Don't be ridiculous, you're doing fine as far as I can tell. I've never exactly
had a father before, you know. I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do, either."
"Well, that's some relief. I will try my hardest, but you do realize that in class I won't
be able to change my behavior towards you,"
"I understand. Maybe could we...get together sometimes then To...y'know...talk and stuff?"
"Of course. And if anyone asks questions, we could always claim that I'm tutoring
you, or you've got detention."
"What about my appearance? You said that it'd keep changing...
won't that make people suspicious?"
"Hopefully you won't end up looking too much like me, for your
safety, of course. But if you do...I'm not sure what could be done.
We'll take that on when it becomes necessary,"
"I don't like to admit it, but I'm kind of...scared. I've been having
trouble sleeping because I can feel it happening at night. And then when I wake
up in the morning and look in the mirror...there's always something different,
like it's not really me anymore."
"It'll be alright, Harry. It shouldn't last too much longer. Try and
think of it this way, for the first time you're starting to look like
who you really are."
"Maybe could you say that first part again?"
"I suppose...it'll be alright, Harry,"
"Thank you,"
"What is it? Why are you crying?"
"I'm sorry...it's just that no one's ever really said that to me before."
"Everything will be okay, I promise you that. No more lies, I promise."
"You know, you make a really good father,"
"Well, you're not such a half-bad son, either. Although, there is that hair..."
"Oh, and you're one to talk,"
"Fine, I'll make you a deal...you tame that rat's nest, and I'll take better care of my own,"
"Hey! I can't help that my hair goes everywhere, what am I supposed to do about it?"
"I don't know, grow it out a little perhaps?"
"Very well then, you have a deal, Professor Snape,"
"Deal, Mr. Potter,"
"I just realized something...I'm not really a 'Potter' am I? I'm a Snape."
"You're right, now that you mention it. I'd never really thought about it before,"