Don't Abuse my Disability
"Potter!"
Harry shot up from his sleep, startled by the harsh voice of his potions
professor.
"P...professor?"
Snape looked at Harry sympathetically before quickly putting his mask back in place. He walked to the bed, and pulled a chair close to Harry and sitting down. Harry tried to hide the confusion on his face, unsuccessfully. He felt even more confused when Snape pulled a letter out of his pocket.
"Read" He said, thrusting the paper towards Harry. Harry took it nervously, and slowly read through it. Snape watched anxiously as emotions passed through Harry's face. Confusion, anxiety, fear, anger... "When did you get this?" Snape was shocked by Harry's calm tone of voice. Catching him off guard, he almost stuttered. "What? Oh...A day or so before I brought you in from your Unc-from the Dursleys." Snape found it difficult to acknowledge that muggles - relatives - could do this to the boy.
Harry stared down at his lap and the letter in his hands. They sat in silence for a few minutes, Harry trying to understand the situation, and Snape wanting to know what Harry felt about the situation. If he was completely honest, Harry didn't know how he felt about the situation. A father...a parent...it's what he always wanted, but Snape? He's never wanted Snape. What about Snape? What does he feel about the situation? Surely Snape wouldn't want anything to do with him? Snape hates Harry. Doesn't he?
Snape watched the boy's face intently. Albus was right. If Harry hadn't been disabled from moving, he would have ran straight out of the room after first sight of the letter. Silence...Snape got up to leave, deciding the boy needed some time to himself. Oh, how right he was.
Harry didn't say anything when Snape left. That was his proof that Snape didn't want anything to do with him. He still couldn't think of Snape being his father. Suddenly he felt sick. I'm going to look like Snape. Suddenly, Harry remembered the incident with the mirror. It all made sense, yet it was the most confusing thing Harry ever had to think about in his life. James - he'd already begun to think as James by his name, not dad.
Harry sat in his thoughts for a long time, not noticing as the hour passed. Soon he fell into a deep sleep...
**************************************************************************** ************************************* A big black mass. What is it? "Ugh..." A giant bat. No. It's a person. Snape. "What?" He snapped at the figure stood in front of him, all the anger coming out. "Pott-Harry, we have to talk about this." "So now it's Harry is it?" Snape sat down next to Harry's bed. "What do you want? You've made it quite clear over the past four years that you wouldn't want anything to do with me even to save your life" Harry snapped back, sounding unnerving and way too Snape-ish for Severus' liking. "Look, at least I'm trying!" Snape retorted, although the anger slowly ebbed away when he saw the anguish on his son's face."We can't ignore this Harry."
Harry looked at his hands crossed over his chest. He glanced at Snape's hands. Damn. His fingers were growing longer and thinner, and his skin was extremely pale. He would look completely like Snape for the start of the school term. Would anyone notice?
"S...sir?" Harry asked, still not looking at his professor. "Hmm?" "What about the the start of the school year, when I look like...look like...you. I'll be completely changed by then." Damn. He'd really wanted to explain more to Harry before having to tell him. "Well... I'm afraid the charms Lily, your mother, put on you, can't be replaced. I've spoken to Dumbledore of course...and he said...he has a plan." "What's the plan?" Harry asked curiously, trying desperately not to break into tears - especially in front of Snape. "Well, Harry, you'd look too much like me for someone not to notice. So, Dumbledore insists that for yours and my safety...we...make-Harry-Potter- leave-and-enroll-you-as-my-son. "What?" "Make Harry Potter leave and enroll you as my son." He said quietly. "I'm sorry... everything will be okay." He leaned over to touch Harry's shoulder. Harry pulled away. Leave and enroll as another student. What about his friends? His life? First I find Snape's my father, now as soon as I accept that, he throws something more at me. On purpose, I bet.
"I...I need to be...alone...right now" "I'll be back later with the headmaster." Snape said straightening up, trying to recover his composure. He left swiftly, once again for Harry to stew over the thoughts he'd been left with. Does this mean Snape wants me? Don't be an idiot, Potter. Snape. Ugh!
**************************************************************************** ************************************* Snape returned with the headmaster later that evening, like he had promised. They spoke briefly to Madam Pomfrey first. She accused Severus of disturbing the boy, apparently he had been very quiet since Snape had come in earlier.
"Harry?" Dumbledore asked, walking towards the boy. He was staring at the ceiling. "Professor" Harry replied, not looking to his mentor. "Harry, we need you to make a decision. We are sorry, truly, that this had to come on so quickly without a lot of notice. I'll wait outside while you talk to Professor Snape. Don't do anything you don't want to." Dumbledore left the curtained off area without another word. They sat in silence for about fifteen minutes, before Harry broke it. "I will if you will." He said quickly. "Will what?" Severus tried to sound gentle. Me, gentle? Bah, Humbug! "I'll try. If you try to be nice I suppose I'll do it. I don't have much of a choice, after all." "I'll try." He said. Maybe things were fixable, after all...
"Decided?" Dumbledore came back in; looking annoyingly pleased with himself. Harry and Severus both nodded, exactly in time with each other. This, of course, just made the headmaster look even happier. Smug bastard. "Harry, Poppy assures me you will be released tomorrow. For the rest of the week you can stay in Severus' quarters. Get to know each other, you might be pleasantly surprised. We'll get the paperwork done tomorrow, you'll need to think up a name. Oh, and when your appearance is fully changed, you'll still have your scar, so we'll have to charm it away, but it won't be gone, it'll just be invisible."
Gulp. Snape's quarters. A whole month with Snape. Shouldn't have agreed...
Snape looked at Harry sympathetically before quickly putting his mask back in place. He walked to the bed, and pulled a chair close to Harry and sitting down. Harry tried to hide the confusion on his face, unsuccessfully. He felt even more confused when Snape pulled a letter out of his pocket.
"Read" He said, thrusting the paper towards Harry. Harry took it nervously, and slowly read through it. Snape watched anxiously as emotions passed through Harry's face. Confusion, anxiety, fear, anger... "When did you get this?" Snape was shocked by Harry's calm tone of voice. Catching him off guard, he almost stuttered. "What? Oh...A day or so before I brought you in from your Unc-from the Dursleys." Snape found it difficult to acknowledge that muggles - relatives - could do this to the boy.
Harry stared down at his lap and the letter in his hands. They sat in silence for a few minutes, Harry trying to understand the situation, and Snape wanting to know what Harry felt about the situation. If he was completely honest, Harry didn't know how he felt about the situation. A father...a parent...it's what he always wanted, but Snape? He's never wanted Snape. What about Snape? What does he feel about the situation? Surely Snape wouldn't want anything to do with him? Snape hates Harry. Doesn't he?
Snape watched the boy's face intently. Albus was right. If Harry hadn't been disabled from moving, he would have ran straight out of the room after first sight of the letter. Silence...Snape got up to leave, deciding the boy needed some time to himself. Oh, how right he was.
Harry didn't say anything when Snape left. That was his proof that Snape didn't want anything to do with him. He still couldn't think of Snape being his father. Suddenly he felt sick. I'm going to look like Snape. Suddenly, Harry remembered the incident with the mirror. It all made sense, yet it was the most confusing thing Harry ever had to think about in his life. James - he'd already begun to think as James by his name, not dad.
Harry sat in his thoughts for a long time, not noticing as the hour passed. Soon he fell into a deep sleep...
**************************************************************************** ************************************* A big black mass. What is it? "Ugh..." A giant bat. No. It's a person. Snape. "What?" He snapped at the figure stood in front of him, all the anger coming out. "Pott-Harry, we have to talk about this." "So now it's Harry is it?" Snape sat down next to Harry's bed. "What do you want? You've made it quite clear over the past four years that you wouldn't want anything to do with me even to save your life" Harry snapped back, sounding unnerving and way too Snape-ish for Severus' liking. "Look, at least I'm trying!" Snape retorted, although the anger slowly ebbed away when he saw the anguish on his son's face."We can't ignore this Harry."
Harry looked at his hands crossed over his chest. He glanced at Snape's hands. Damn. His fingers were growing longer and thinner, and his skin was extremely pale. He would look completely like Snape for the start of the school term. Would anyone notice?
"S...sir?" Harry asked, still not looking at his professor. "Hmm?" "What about the the start of the school year, when I look like...look like...you. I'll be completely changed by then." Damn. He'd really wanted to explain more to Harry before having to tell him. "Well... I'm afraid the charms Lily, your mother, put on you, can't be replaced. I've spoken to Dumbledore of course...and he said...he has a plan." "What's the plan?" Harry asked curiously, trying desperately not to break into tears - especially in front of Snape. "Well, Harry, you'd look too much like me for someone not to notice. So, Dumbledore insists that for yours and my safety...we...make-Harry-Potter- leave-and-enroll-you-as-my-son. "What?" "Make Harry Potter leave and enroll you as my son." He said quietly. "I'm sorry... everything will be okay." He leaned over to touch Harry's shoulder. Harry pulled away. Leave and enroll as another student. What about his friends? His life? First I find Snape's my father, now as soon as I accept that, he throws something more at me. On purpose, I bet.
"I...I need to be...alone...right now" "I'll be back later with the headmaster." Snape said straightening up, trying to recover his composure. He left swiftly, once again for Harry to stew over the thoughts he'd been left with. Does this mean Snape wants me? Don't be an idiot, Potter. Snape. Ugh!
**************************************************************************** ************************************* Snape returned with the headmaster later that evening, like he had promised. They spoke briefly to Madam Pomfrey first. She accused Severus of disturbing the boy, apparently he had been very quiet since Snape had come in earlier.
"Harry?" Dumbledore asked, walking towards the boy. He was staring at the ceiling. "Professor" Harry replied, not looking to his mentor. "Harry, we need you to make a decision. We are sorry, truly, that this had to come on so quickly without a lot of notice. I'll wait outside while you talk to Professor Snape. Don't do anything you don't want to." Dumbledore left the curtained off area without another word. They sat in silence for about fifteen minutes, before Harry broke it. "I will if you will." He said quickly. "Will what?" Severus tried to sound gentle. Me, gentle? Bah, Humbug! "I'll try. If you try to be nice I suppose I'll do it. I don't have much of a choice, after all." "I'll try." He said. Maybe things were fixable, after all...
"Decided?" Dumbledore came back in; looking annoyingly pleased with himself. Harry and Severus both nodded, exactly in time with each other. This, of course, just made the headmaster look even happier. Smug bastard. "Harry, Poppy assures me you will be released tomorrow. For the rest of the week you can stay in Severus' quarters. Get to know each other, you might be pleasantly surprised. We'll get the paperwork done tomorrow, you'll need to think up a name. Oh, and when your appearance is fully changed, you'll still have your scar, so we'll have to charm it away, but it won't be gone, it'll just be invisible."
Gulp. Snape's quarters. A whole month with Snape. Shouldn't have agreed...