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Now, overall more people asked for me to continue into the summer then anything but only just, as there were a lot of people wanting me to go straight to Harry's first year at Hogwarts. But since people wanted me to continue on into the summer holidays I have, realizing that if I went straight to Harry's first year those people would miss out, and if I went into the summer holidays, people wanting Harry's first year would only have to wait a bit longer.
Now this chapter is mostly about Severus. I literally just woke up and thought of this idea. So I hope you all like it. Sorry it's a bit short!
A Different Life
Chapter 18 - Family
Harry had never been happier to see the summer holidays; he was hoping to get his sleeping pattern back to normal, and he was glad to finally be out of having to go to Divination lessons. All he would do is sleep through the day and be totally bored through the night.
In the First week of the summer holidays late at night Harry was laying in bed, feeling all blocked up and hot.
He decided to see if he could get some sleep, and if not he would go ask Severus to give him something.
Severus was just finishing putting a few things away when the fire flared up and he heard someone stepping out. Wondering who it could be at the time of night that it was he went out to see.
Who he saw, even though it was only his back, was enough to make his legs feel like jelly, instantly recognizing who it was.
"What are you doing here?" Severus asked, trying to compose himself quickly.
The man turned around to face Severus.
After just staring at Severus for a while he finally spoke. "I came to see you. I can't even remember the last time we talked."
"The last time we talked was before Mum died and she died in my third year at Hogwarts... The last time you actually properly looked at me was around the same time I believe." Severus growled, feeling anger towards the man, his father.
Severus tried to take calming breaths; he would not give him the satisfaction of knowing that Severus was hurt in any way.
"You mother died because of you"
"She died of an incurable cancer that not only mystifies muggles, but also wizards. How is that my fault!"
"You were there, you should have come and got me, I had a way to cure her!"
"How? Buy using dark magic! Mum didn't want that, you know she didn't want that. She would have hated you if you used it, she told me not to get you. She told me to let her die!"
It looked as though he was going to reply when he looked at something behind Severus.
Severus followed his gaze to see Harry slowly and hesitantly making his way towards them.
"Harry? What's wrong? I put you to bed ages ago."
"I don't feel to well." Harry answered, looking very pale and sounding blocked up.
Severus, noticing that he did look pale went over to him and felt his forehead. He had a fever.
"Go on upstairs and get into bed, I'll be up in a second." Severus watched as he went back up the stairs.
He glared at his father, telling him with his look to stay put and then he headed down to retrieve a few potions to give to Harry.
After grabbing what he needed he walked up the stairs, telling his father not to touch anything.
Once he entered Harry's room he saw that Harry was already in bed, sniffing and wiping his nose.
Severus went over and sat next to Harry on his bed, again feeling his forehead.
"Severus, who was that man downstairs?" Harry asked.
Severus gave Harry a fever reducing potion and watched as he drank it.
"That is my father Harry." Severus answered quietly, and before Harry could answer he handed him another potion to help get rid of his cold.
"I never thought of you having parents. That's kind of dumb I Know, but I just can't picture you with any..." Harry said before drinking down the disgusting potion Severus had handed him.
"Well I only have one if you can even call him one, my mother died when I was barely a teenager"
"Were they like Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Weasley?"
Severus smiled at this "No, far from it."
"What do you mean?"
Severus sighed, not really wanting to go into it.
"Well, before my mother died I guess you could say that we were like the Weasley family, but after my mother died... you might as well say my father died then too."
Harry sill looked confused at that, but he could also see that Severus didn't look very comfortable talking about.
Harry just nodded and closed his eyes.
Severus put his hand through Harry's hair and then slowly got up and closed Harry's door, heading back down the stairs.
He could see his father wondering around the room, looking closely at the very few photos he had around the place.
Severus walked over to him and stood, waiting for him to notice that he was back.
Once Severus' father did he pointed to a picture of him and Harry, one that Dumbledore had given him for Christmas one year when he found out that Severus had none of Harry.
"I've heard about what's been happening...adopted yourself a son...though I have to wonder how can you even care about him, when you never even cared about your own mother's death!"
Severus looked livid.
"HOW DARE YOU! Of course I cared about her! I loved her! When she died I felt my whole life crumble before my eyes. And were you there to help me put it back together? Of course not, I was alone.
I was only a child when I made all those decisions that would affect me for the rest of my life. You should have been there, but instead you shut me out and chose to believe I wasn't there at all, like I had died with my mother too!" Severus tried again to calm himself down. He hated how his father always seemed to get to him.
"Look at you!" his father said, pointing a finger at his chest. "You didn't care about her. I have looked around here and am yet to find a single photo of her!"
"AND DID YOU EVEN ALOW ME TO KEEP ONE!" Severus dropped trying to be calm, he didn't care anymore.
"You seem to forget taking every photo I had of her away from me and putting them somewhere I could never find." Severus was fuming.
"You murdered her, you didn't deserve to have anything of hers, and you didn't deserve to be allowed to even look at her." His father shot back
Severus glared at him with so much hate that any normal person would have ran, screaming to get away.
"How can you not even care? She's DEAD!" His father yelled
"Of course I care, and let me remind you that it happened over 15years ago! I unlike you have moved on!"
"My wife died that night!"
"Your wife also happened to me my own MOTHER!"
"How can you be so cold-hearted?" His father asked, shaking his head.
"It must run in the family!" Severus glared at his father.
His father lifted his hand as if to slap him but he didn't even get the chance to get near Severus' face before Severus had grabbed his arm, holding it so his father couldn't move it an inch.
"I'm too old for you to do that now, and I would advise you to leave and never come back" Severus then threw his fathers arm back at him and continued to glare hatefully.
"You are NOT my son, you have no family Severus" and with that his father stalked over to the fireplace, threw some powder in it and left.
Severus watched as he went, and as soon as he was gone he sat down on the ground, feeling completely drained. He crossed his legs and put his hands over his face.
He couldn't help but thinking that it was true, he did have no family, like always, he was alone.
He looked back up when he heard feet shuffling in front of him.
He saw Harry looking guiltily at him.
"Harry?" Severus asked
"I know you said that I shouldn't listen to other people's conversations, but I couldn't help it, you were both so loud."
Severus nodded, realizing that they had both been really loud, and then realizing that that meant Harry had heard everything.
Harry walked closer and sat in Severus lap, his back leaning against Severus' chest.
"Harry you should go to bed"
"Why did he say you have no family?" Harry asked, turning his head around and looking at Severus.
"Because I don't" Severus answered softly.
"But you do have a family" Harry asked confused by what Severus had just said.
Severus looked strangely at Harry.
"What-"
"You have me" Harry answered
He then turned back around and just leaned on Severus, closing his eyes.
They sat in silence for a while until Severus finally broke it.
"Thank you Harry."
But Harry was already asleep.
Severus smiled and picked Harry up, and carried him back up the stairs.
Once he was in Harry's room he carefully laid Harry back down in his bed, tucking him in and bringing the sheets up to his chin.
He felt Harry's forehead again to see that the fever had already began to go back down.
Severus sat by Harry's bed thinking.
He then knew why Dumbledore had really picked him to take care of Harry; he knew that Severus would need Harry in the end just as much as Harry had needed him.
Now, overall more people asked for me to continue into the summer then anything but only just, as there were a lot of people wanting me to go straight to Harry's first year at Hogwarts. But since people wanted me to continue on into the summer holidays I have, realizing that if I went straight to Harry's first year those people would miss out, and if I went into the summer holidays, people wanting Harry's first year would only have to wait a bit longer.
Now this chapter is mostly about Severus. I literally just woke up and thought of this idea. So I hope you all like it. Sorry it's a bit short!
A Different Life
Chapter 18 - Family
Harry had never been happier to see the summer holidays; he was hoping to get his sleeping pattern back to normal, and he was glad to finally be out of having to go to Divination lessons. All he would do is sleep through the day and be totally bored through the night.
In the First week of the summer holidays late at night Harry was laying in bed, feeling all blocked up and hot.
He decided to see if he could get some sleep, and if not he would go ask Severus to give him something.
Severus was just finishing putting a few things away when the fire flared up and he heard someone stepping out. Wondering who it could be at the time of night that it was he went out to see.
Who he saw, even though it was only his back, was enough to make his legs feel like jelly, instantly recognizing who it was.
"What are you doing here?" Severus asked, trying to compose himself quickly.
The man turned around to face Severus.
After just staring at Severus for a while he finally spoke. "I came to see you. I can't even remember the last time we talked."
"The last time we talked was before Mum died and she died in my third year at Hogwarts... The last time you actually properly looked at me was around the same time I believe." Severus growled, feeling anger towards the man, his father.
Severus tried to take calming breaths; he would not give him the satisfaction of knowing that Severus was hurt in any way.
"You mother died because of you"
"She died of an incurable cancer that not only mystifies muggles, but also wizards. How is that my fault!"
"You were there, you should have come and got me, I had a way to cure her!"
"How? Buy using dark magic! Mum didn't want that, you know she didn't want that. She would have hated you if you used it, she told me not to get you. She told me to let her die!"
It looked as though he was going to reply when he looked at something behind Severus.
Severus followed his gaze to see Harry slowly and hesitantly making his way towards them.
"Harry? What's wrong? I put you to bed ages ago."
"I don't feel to well." Harry answered, looking very pale and sounding blocked up.
Severus, noticing that he did look pale went over to him and felt his forehead. He had a fever.
"Go on upstairs and get into bed, I'll be up in a second." Severus watched as he went back up the stairs.
He glared at his father, telling him with his look to stay put and then he headed down to retrieve a few potions to give to Harry.
After grabbing what he needed he walked up the stairs, telling his father not to touch anything.
Once he entered Harry's room he saw that Harry was already in bed, sniffing and wiping his nose.
Severus went over and sat next to Harry on his bed, again feeling his forehead.
"Severus, who was that man downstairs?" Harry asked.
Severus gave Harry a fever reducing potion and watched as he drank it.
"That is my father Harry." Severus answered quietly, and before Harry could answer he handed him another potion to help get rid of his cold.
"I never thought of you having parents. That's kind of dumb I Know, but I just can't picture you with any..." Harry said before drinking down the disgusting potion Severus had handed him.
"Well I only have one if you can even call him one, my mother died when I was barely a teenager"
"Were they like Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Weasley?"
Severus smiled at this "No, far from it."
"What do you mean?"
Severus sighed, not really wanting to go into it.
"Well, before my mother died I guess you could say that we were like the Weasley family, but after my mother died... you might as well say my father died then too."
Harry sill looked confused at that, but he could also see that Severus didn't look very comfortable talking about.
Harry just nodded and closed his eyes.
Severus put his hand through Harry's hair and then slowly got up and closed Harry's door, heading back down the stairs.
He could see his father wondering around the room, looking closely at the very few photos he had around the place.
Severus walked over to him and stood, waiting for him to notice that he was back.
Once Severus' father did he pointed to a picture of him and Harry, one that Dumbledore had given him for Christmas one year when he found out that Severus had none of Harry.
"I've heard about what's been happening...adopted yourself a son...though I have to wonder how can you even care about him, when you never even cared about your own mother's death!"
Severus looked livid.
"HOW DARE YOU! Of course I cared about her! I loved her! When she died I felt my whole life crumble before my eyes. And were you there to help me put it back together? Of course not, I was alone.
I was only a child when I made all those decisions that would affect me for the rest of my life. You should have been there, but instead you shut me out and chose to believe I wasn't there at all, like I had died with my mother too!" Severus tried again to calm himself down. He hated how his father always seemed to get to him.
"Look at you!" his father said, pointing a finger at his chest. "You didn't care about her. I have looked around here and am yet to find a single photo of her!"
"AND DID YOU EVEN ALOW ME TO KEEP ONE!" Severus dropped trying to be calm, he didn't care anymore.
"You seem to forget taking every photo I had of her away from me and putting them somewhere I could never find." Severus was fuming.
"You murdered her, you didn't deserve to have anything of hers, and you didn't deserve to be allowed to even look at her." His father shot back
Severus glared at him with so much hate that any normal person would have ran, screaming to get away.
"How can you not even care? She's DEAD!" His father yelled
"Of course I care, and let me remind you that it happened over 15years ago! I unlike you have moved on!"
"My wife died that night!"
"Your wife also happened to me my own MOTHER!"
"How can you be so cold-hearted?" His father asked, shaking his head.
"It must run in the family!" Severus glared at his father.
His father lifted his hand as if to slap him but he didn't even get the chance to get near Severus' face before Severus had grabbed his arm, holding it so his father couldn't move it an inch.
"I'm too old for you to do that now, and I would advise you to leave and never come back" Severus then threw his fathers arm back at him and continued to glare hatefully.
"You are NOT my son, you have no family Severus" and with that his father stalked over to the fireplace, threw some powder in it and left.
Severus watched as he went, and as soon as he was gone he sat down on the ground, feeling completely drained. He crossed his legs and put his hands over his face.
He couldn't help but thinking that it was true, he did have no family, like always, he was alone.
He looked back up when he heard feet shuffling in front of him.
He saw Harry looking guiltily at him.
"Harry?" Severus asked
"I know you said that I shouldn't listen to other people's conversations, but I couldn't help it, you were both so loud."
Severus nodded, realizing that they had both been really loud, and then realizing that that meant Harry had heard everything.
Harry walked closer and sat in Severus lap, his back leaning against Severus' chest.
"Harry you should go to bed"
"Why did he say you have no family?" Harry asked, turning his head around and looking at Severus.
"Because I don't" Severus answered softly.
"But you do have a family" Harry asked confused by what Severus had just said.
Severus looked strangely at Harry.
"What-"
"You have me" Harry answered
He then turned back around and just leaned on Severus, closing his eyes.
They sat in silence for a while until Severus finally broke it.
"Thank you Harry."
But Harry was already asleep.
Severus smiled and picked Harry up, and carried him back up the stairs.
Once he was in Harry's room he carefully laid Harry back down in his bed, tucking him in and bringing the sheets up to his chin.
He felt Harry's forehead again to see that the fever had already began to go back down.
Severus sat by Harry's bed thinking.
He then knew why Dumbledore had really picked him to take care of Harry; he knew that Severus would need Harry in the end just as much as Harry had needed him.