The Revelation
"I need to talk to you, Albus!" Severus Snape called as he burst in on the
headmaster in his office.
"Then sit down" He said calmly, gesturing to a chair across from his own.
Snape didn't bother to sit down; instead he pulled a yellowed peice of
parchment from his pocket and slammed it on the headmaster's desk.
"Read" He ordered.
"What is it?" Dumbledore asked as he unfolded the letter. Snape didn't
answer as he watched the reaction on the old man's face as he read the
letter out loud.
Dear Severus,
This is difficult to write and I don't quite know how to tell you, also I'm not sure when you're reading this, I charmed it to appear in our shared vault in Gringotts if and when I die. As you know, I am in danger from Voldemort for reasons I will not pursue in this letter. I want to get straight to the point though and before I go on, I want you to know that I love you, and Harry, and I always have. After you left to go under cover for the war, I found out I was pregnant. With your child. After you didn't return from the war for months, I got news that you were dead. So James and I decided to stay married and raise your son. My son. Harry is your son, Severus. When he was born, he looked so much like you; we had to put a spell on him to make him look more like James. It was just a simple glamourie spell but it will start wearing off on his fifteenth birthday, and he will look completely back to normal about a month after that. Please tell Harry; don't hide the truth from him any longer, Sev. Don't hide the truth from yourself. Please try and put your past behind you, if you've met him you probably thought he was a reminder of how James and I betrayed you and had a child together. We didn't Sev, he's yours and try and get along with him. Get to know him better. You deserve your son, and he deserves his father.
My heart with you forever,
Lily
XXXXXX
Dumbledore laid down the letter on the desk, but didn't say anything. He then looked expectantly at Severus. "Now what?" Severus asked, breaking the silence. "Well, it's obvious that at the beginning of the school year that you will have to tell him." "What?!! He hates me! How do you think he'd take it? And I can't be a father!" "You got this letter from Gringotts, yes?" "Yes, it was in my joint account with Lily." Just then, an owl swooped in through the window with a letter, and landed in front of Dumbledore. He opened the letter and read it over once, the familiar twinkle in his eyes disappearing. "What is it?" Severus asked. "It seems," Dumbledore started, "That there may be a problem at Harry's house. Mr. Weasley has sent me a letter saying Harry sent his owl Hedwig along with a note asking if Ron could look after her for the summer because he doubted he'd be able to feed her properly. Severus, would you go along to Harry's house and see if he is okay? I need to be sure. Go to Number 4 Privet drive tomorrow, since you've got that meeting tonight. I will send Harry a letter now, warning him of your visit. If he is being even remotely treated badly, bring him straight back here, understand?" "Of Course, Albus" Severus confirmed, sensing the serious tone in the headmaster's voice. As quickly as he entered, Severus left the headmaster's office, leaving the old man to re-read the letter from his old student, and wonder if he had just heard the sound of concern in his colleague's voice.
Dear Severus,
This is difficult to write and I don't quite know how to tell you, also I'm not sure when you're reading this, I charmed it to appear in our shared vault in Gringotts if and when I die. As you know, I am in danger from Voldemort for reasons I will not pursue in this letter. I want to get straight to the point though and before I go on, I want you to know that I love you, and Harry, and I always have. After you left to go under cover for the war, I found out I was pregnant. With your child. After you didn't return from the war for months, I got news that you were dead. So James and I decided to stay married and raise your son. My son. Harry is your son, Severus. When he was born, he looked so much like you; we had to put a spell on him to make him look more like James. It was just a simple glamourie spell but it will start wearing off on his fifteenth birthday, and he will look completely back to normal about a month after that. Please tell Harry; don't hide the truth from him any longer, Sev. Don't hide the truth from yourself. Please try and put your past behind you, if you've met him you probably thought he was a reminder of how James and I betrayed you and had a child together. We didn't Sev, he's yours and try and get along with him. Get to know him better. You deserve your son, and he deserves his father.
My heart with you forever,
Lily
XXXXXX
Dumbledore laid down the letter on the desk, but didn't say anything. He then looked expectantly at Severus. "Now what?" Severus asked, breaking the silence. "Well, it's obvious that at the beginning of the school year that you will have to tell him." "What?!! He hates me! How do you think he'd take it? And I can't be a father!" "You got this letter from Gringotts, yes?" "Yes, it was in my joint account with Lily." Just then, an owl swooped in through the window with a letter, and landed in front of Dumbledore. He opened the letter and read it over once, the familiar twinkle in his eyes disappearing. "What is it?" Severus asked. "It seems," Dumbledore started, "That there may be a problem at Harry's house. Mr. Weasley has sent me a letter saying Harry sent his owl Hedwig along with a note asking if Ron could look after her for the summer because he doubted he'd be able to feed her properly. Severus, would you go along to Harry's house and see if he is okay? I need to be sure. Go to Number 4 Privet drive tomorrow, since you've got that meeting tonight. I will send Harry a letter now, warning him of your visit. If he is being even remotely treated badly, bring him straight back here, understand?" "Of Course, Albus" Severus confirmed, sensing the serious tone in the headmaster's voice. As quickly as he entered, Severus left the headmaster's office, leaving the old man to re-read the letter from his old student, and wonder if he had just heard the sound of concern in his colleague's voice.