The Past and the Present
by Silverblue55
Summary: HPSS. Severus from the Marauders era travels to Harry's 7th year. Here he falls in love with his archenemy's son.
A/N: This is my first fan fiction, so be gentle. I am Norwegian, so I am sorry for any mistakes in my English.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters.
"speak" and 'thoughts'
Chapter two: Changes
Last chapter: "It seems my dear boy that you have been transported 20 year into the future." Severus stared at him in shock and only managed to press out a small "how?". The headmaster was by now smiling broadly. "When you touched the port it pulled you through time. It will eventually reappear, but until then you will have to stay here."
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Severus Snape was dumbfound. To say that this was not what he had expected would be an understatement. 'the future! ...He knew it wouldn't be worth getting up today.'
Dumbledore was now looking like a kid in a candy store. "It is of course vital that no one knows who you are, and the less who knows the better. If not it could have severe consequences. I must therefore ask you to allow me to do a couple spells on you to alter you appearance. Some small changes should be sufficient." At this he brought forth his wand and waved it while muttering under his breath.
Severus tensed when he felt a tingling sensation over his whole body. Looking down at his hands, he saw that the were now slightly tanned, in contrast to the snowy white they had been before. With a last wave of his wand the headmaster transfigured one of his lemon drops to a mirror and handed it to him. Severus gasped at his reflection. His eyes were now icy blue and his skin was tanned all over. His jet black hair was now chocolate brown and much shorter. He wouldn't have recognized himself, and there as no way anyone else would.
"You will go by the name Darian Adler and I will announce you as a transfer student in the Great Hall tomorrow. You will see that your older self is a teacher here at Hogwarts. I will inform him that you have arrived later today." Dumbledore said while getting up. "Ah... yes, before I forget. There will be one student who will know that you come from the past. It would have been quite hard to explain how you appeared out of thin air differently. I will not however tell him more than this, so he will not know who you really are. He was quite concerned about you when he brought you up here. His name is Harry Potter, and I think he would be glad to help you settle in Gryffindor."
It took Severus a few seconds before it sank in. 'Harry Potter! Did that mean he was related to James Potter?' He scowled by the mere thought. Suddenly it dawned on him. 'Gryffindor! He was staying in Griffindor!' Severus didn't realize he had said it out loud before Dumbledore, who was halfway out the hospital wing, answered him. "You can't really stay in Slytherin, now can you my dear boy? Since Harry will know that you come from the past, it is only logical that you stay in Gryffindor with him." Before Severus could as much as open his mouth, the headmaster was out of sight.
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Harry had a hard time concentrating on his homework, and Hermione was giving him stern glances. He couldn't help it, but his thoughts always went back to the boy lying in the hospital wing. It wasn't everyday a person appeared out of thin air, and he couldn't shake of the feeling that there was something familiar with him. It was just that he couldn't exactly place a finger on what it was. He looked back down a his parchment which was as blank as it had been when he had started. With a sigh he picked up his potions book, and tried to find something to write about. It was so typical of Snape to give them tons of homework to do in the weekend. He had to get this done for tomorrows lesson, or he would be in deep trouble. A detention was not what he wanted right now.
"Hey mate. What are you doing?" "Potions Ron. Snape gave us an six feet long essay on poisons due to tomorrow." "I can't believe you haven't started to work on it before now Harry. You know how important this year is." "I know Hermione, but I had to do my other homework too. Not everyone work as fast as you." "It is at times like these that I'm glad I didn't make it into potions." "Do shut up Ron. It's nothing to brag about. Potions are important. I don't understand why you still have Divinations. It's a wast of time." "Ah, but you see Hermione, why should i quit a class where I get a pass without doing anything?" "Because you don't learn anything Ron."
Getting sick of their quarreling, Harry went back to his homework. Sometimes he didn't understand how they had become a couple. They were like cat and mouse.
Suddenly a small letter fell down in his lap. Harry looked startled up just in time to see a brown school owl flying out of the window. Opening the letter, he saw that it as from the headmaster.
Dear Harry.
If you would please come up to my office. There is something I wish to discuss with you. The password is lollipop.
Sincerely professor Dumbledore
Telling Ron and Hermione that he had to go and see the headmaster, he made his way out of the Griffindor tower. Anticipation ran through his body. He was certain it had something to do with the boy in the hospital wing.
"Lollipop."
The stone gargoyle moved aside at the password and Harry stepped into the spiral staircase. "Come in " came Dumbledore's voice as Harry was about to knock on the wooden door. 'How does the man do that?' Harry muttered softly when he stepped into the room. "Hello Harry" the headmaster greeted him. "Please sit down. Lemon drop?" Harry accepted a sweet, and sat down in one of the chairs closest to Dumbledore's desk. "I believe you are curious about the boy in the hospital wing." Harry gave him a small nod, and he continued. "I am afraid I can't tell you much, except that he comes from the past. Twenty years back to be exact." When Harry finally progressed what he had said, thousands of questions ran through his head but as he opened his mouth to ask, Dumbledore stopped him. "I can't tell you more than this my boy. It's far too dangerous. I must also ask you not to tell him anything important about this time. Others will know him as a transfer student. You will notice that he no longer look like he did when you found him, as I thought it best to alter his appearance. He will go by the name Darian Adler, and is a seventh year like yourself. If you will please go to the hospital wing and help him get settled in the Gryffindor tower. You will see that a bed has been brought up along with a trunk where he will find everything he needs." 'Gryffindor' thought Harry puzzled. 'Wasn't he a Slytherin?' . "Why Gryffindor, Sir?" "I found it best not to put him in Slytherin now that Voldemort has arisen. The less he knows about it the better. Since you are a Gryffindor and knows about him, I thought that it was best for him to be there."
Harry understood that the conversation was over, and rose from his chair. When he closed the door after him, he cast a last glance at the headmaster. What he saw puzzled him even more. Dumbledore was looking after him with a knowing look in his eyes.
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Severus was irritated. Not only did he have to deal with another Potter, but he would also have to be in Griffindor of all places. He looked at himself in the mirror with disgust. After the headmaster had left, a set of Gryffindor robes had appeared at the end of his bed. With no other choice he had gone into the bathroom and got dressed. Instead of his usual green and silver, he was now sporting red and gold. He sneered at the Gryffindor lion decorating his chest instead of the Slytherin serpent. This was really not his day. Defeated he headed back into the wing. A sigh escaped him as his sat back down on the bed to wait for Potter.
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Harry made his way towards the hospital wing. He was filled with a mixture of angst and excitement. This was one of the craziest days of his life, and with his kind of life that said quite a lot.
Butterflies filled his stomach as he reached the wing. He was still trying to figure out why he was so nervous when he walked through the door. There was absolutely no reason to be. Harry stopped dead in his tracks when he spotted Darian. He didn't look anything like the boy he had seen before. Instead of the dark Slytherin was now a blue eyed and brown haired Gryffindor. Hadn't it been inappropriate he would have laughed at the irony. Realizing he was staring, Harry turned his gaze away. An uncomfortable silence followed, and he was starting to feel a little idiotic. Clearing his throat, he brought them both back to reality.
"Hello, I'm Harry Potter." he said and brought forth his and. A pair of piercing blue eyes locked with his before his hand was seized in a firm grip. "Darian Adler."
A heavy silence laid down on them again when his and was released. Harry decided to get a grip on himself. This was ridiculous.
"So ready to go? Dumbledore asked me to show you the dormitory." He was starting to feel frustrated when all he received was a nod. 'It's quite hard to keep a conversation when he was the only one doing the talking.'
With a heavy sigh he turned around and they started to climb their way up to the Gryffindor tower.
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That night Severus went to bed completely exhausted. He couldn't figure out what to what to make out of Harry Potter. No matter how much he had tried to ignore him, he didn't let him. He and his friends had already included him, and he had to admit that it wasn't as bad as he had thought it would be. It had actually been kind of nice, not that he would ever admit it to anyone. Harry didn't seem to be anything like his father. His last thought before his eyes slipped close was that maybe he should give them a chance.
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Deep down in the dungeons a older Severus Snape laid in his bed. He, unlike his younger self, was unable to sleep. Too many thoughts was running around in his head. The conversation with the headmaster played itself over again and again. It had been a shock even when he knew it would happen. With a sigh he rolled over to his side. 'Now all he could do was to wait and hope...'
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A/N: Please review. Critics are more than welcome. Anything to help me improve both my story and my English. A huge thanks to all who have reviewed. I greatly appreciate it. I will try to update soon.