Invenio Veritas
By Penpunk
Diclaimer: Not mine.
Chapter 12: The Debut
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"Gryffindor!"
Harry felt like a hundred pounds of lead had been taken off his shoulders. He was still a Gryffindor. He would still be with his friends. He would have potions with Sirius. He would be home.
Harry mustered up all the indifference he could and made sure his excitement wasn't evident. He was now Alexander Snape. He didn't know anyone in the entire house. He couldn't act like it.
"Mr. Snape, if you would please join your new housemates," said Dumbledore as he took the Sorting Hat from Harry. He winked before walking off to put away the stool and hat. Harry turned towards the Gryffindor table and noticed that Ron and Hermione had worked an empty space between them. He walked along the table and couldn't help but hear the excited whispers coming from all the tables. No one seemed to have suspected that Snape's son could have been in any other house but Slytherin, let alone him being a Gryffindor. Harry took a seat between Ron and Hermione. Sirius was sitting directly in front of him.
No on at the table quite knew what to say to the new face. On one hand, he was the son of the most hated teacher at school. On the other hand, he was sorted into Gryffindor.
"So," said Ron, addressing Harry. "Why did you transfer to Hogwarts?"
Harry tried to remember his explanation for transferring. Severus and he had discussed it earlier so they would have the same story.
"My father wanted me to be closer to him," said Harry, trying to sound formal, like he was talking to complete strangers.
"I didn't know Professor Snape had a son," said Hermione.
"Well, I haven't seen him much until just recently. Thalion is a private, year round school in Canada. Whenever I had a break, I would stay with my relatives there."
"Oh," said Hermione.
"So what year are you?" asked Sirius.
"Fifth."
"So am I," answered Ron. "I'm Ron Weasley." Ron held out his hand. Harry shook it.
"Hi, I'm Hermione," she said, doing the same as Ron and shaking Harry's hand.
"Hello Hermione."
"I'm Harry," said Sirius, reaching over the table to shake hands with Harry.
"So you three are all fifth years?"
The three nodded. The rest of the Gryffindor table watched the three veteran Gryffindors converse with the new kid. Most of them were still surprised that a Snape had ended up in their house. All of them were shocked at how different he was from their cruel teacher.
Harry could feel someone watching him and he didn't need to turn around to know who it was. He did and met his father's gaze. To Severus' surprised, Harry smiled at him and even gave him a small wave. After Harry turned back to the table, Severus looked down at Dumbledore and Lupin, who were also smiling at him. Severus returned his gaze to his dinner and smiled to himself.
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Eventually, Harry had been introduced to most the Gryffindors sitting in his vicinity. They were slowing warming up to him. It was nearing the end of dinner when Severus walked over to the Gryffindor table.
"Alex," said Severus in this teacherly voice. Harry turned around and looked at him. "Meet me outside the hall after dinner. We need to see your head of house about your classes."
"Yes sir," said Harry. Severus turned and walked away. He turned back to his "new" classmates.
"So what are classes like here?" asked Harry.
"No offense Alex," said George, who was seated next to Sirius, "but you dad's class is the worse."
"Oh trust me, I can imagine," said Harry. "Besides Potions, what are the classes like?"
"Well, all of them are pretty okay," said Fred. "DADA is the best, though. Lupin's a great teacher."
"He's the werewolf, right?" asked Harry.
"Yeah," said Ron. "He's really cool."
"My father doesn't seem to have a real high opinion of him," said Harry as he glanced up at Sirius.
"Snape doesn't really have a high opinion of anyone," said Sirius. His voice gave off a convincing tone of hate, which Harry knew wasn't an act.
After the end of dinner, Harry met Severus outside the Great Hall as planned. Together, they walked to McGonagall's office.
"So Alex," said Severus. "How do you like your house? I trust that you were introduced to your new house mates?"
Harry glanced up at his father's face and saw the corners of his mouth adjust into a small smile, amused smile.
"Oh yes. I find them all very acceptable."
"And how is Mr. Potter adjusting to the change?"
"Fine, I guess. He doesn't seem to like you much," said Harry, looking up with his own amused smile.
Severus looked straight ahead and muttered, "Trust me, the feeling is absolutely mutual."
Harry snorted at this and they continued in amused silence to McGonagall's office.
Severus knocked on the door and opened it, letting Harry walk in. He followed and shut the door behind him.
"Hello Severus," said McGonagall as she dug through some papers on her desk. "Hello Alexander."
Harry nodded in return.
"Lets see here," said McGonagall as she adjusted her glasses. "You're up to date in all your classes. Do you wish to continue with Divination and Care of Magical Creatures?"
"Yes Professor," said Harry. He wasn't going to abandon Ron in Divination.
"Alright, here is your timetable," she handed Harry a sheet of parchment.
There was suddenly a knock on the door behind them. Severus turned and opened the door to see Hermione and Ron.
"Ah, Ms. Granger, Mr. Weasley," said McGonagall. "Alex, this is Ron and Hermione."
"We've met," said Harry, looking at his two "new" friends.
"Wonderful. They will take you to the dormitory. Curfew is at nine, but you may want to go settle into you dorm. Your things have already been taken up."
"Thank you Professor," said Harry. "I think I'll get going then."
"Alright Mr. Snape, I will see you in classes."
"Okay," said Harry. He turned to Severus. "Goodnight Sir."
"Goodnight Alex," said Severus. Harry walked out the door. Severus moved to follow him but stopped when McGonagall started to talk.
"He's a very polite boy, Severus," said the Transfiguration Professor, casting Severus a rare smile. "I had no idea you had a son. Why haven't we heard about him before?"
"His mother and I had our differences and she left England and moved to Canada. I decided that he would do better to live with her. When she died four years ago, I didn't want to move him."
"What made you bring him here?"
"Recent events."
McGonagall nodded. That was explanation enough.
"I just didn't think of you as the fatherly type."
"You're not the only one."
"Well anyway," said McGonagall. "Sorry to keep you. Have a nice night."
Severus smiled slightly in return. As he turned, he wondered at the civility Minerva McGonagall had just shown him. Never, in all the years he had worked at Hogwart, had she ever had a less than professional conversation with him. She never asked about his personal life. Was the thought of him with a son so outrageous to everyone? 'Of course it is,' he thought. 'Cold-hearted deatheaters don't have the capacity for caring and fatherly feelings.' Severus sighed before walking back to the dungeons.
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On their way back to the dormitories, Hermione and Ron expressed their excitement at Harry being resorted into Gryffindor.
"Where's Sirius?" asked Harry before they reached the portrait.
"Oh, he went to talk to Dumbledore about something. He wouldn't tell us why," said Hermione. "Jarvey."
The portrait swung open and the three Gryffindors walked into the common room. They were met by many of their fellow Gryffindors. They all looked past Hermione and Ron and watched "Alex" enter. The whole house seemed to follow Harry with their eyes as he walked toward the stairs to the dormitories.
"Alex," said Hermione from behind him. "Will you meet me in the common room later? You too Ron. We can talk. You know, get to know each other."
Harry nodded before following Ron up to the boy's dormitories. Opening the door, Harry found that they had squeezed another four-poster bed in the circular room. Harry's bed was now between Sirius's and Ron's. In front of it was a brand new trunk. It wasn't the color of his old trunk, though. Harry guessed that his now blue and silver trunk featured Thalion Academy's school colors. On the top it said A.H.S. Harry curiously opened and discovered that he had a brand new wardrobe, which he guessed was because Sirius still had Harry's old trunk and contents. He dug around and found his invisibility cloak. His photo album was missing but Harry assumed it to be in Sirius's trunk. Next to his now closed trunk was a set of new books and a brand new cauldron that looked very professional and expensive. Harry guessed this to be his father's doing. It was only fitting that the Potion Master's son had a top of the line cauldron.
"Nice pot."
Harry turned to see Sirius standing next to Ron. They both had amused looks on their faces.
"What's so funny?" asked Harry as he stood up and crossed his arms.
"Nothing," said Ron, trying to look as innocent as possible.
"No, come on. Tell me."
"Well," began Ron, "My friend Harry here happened to hear some comments in the common room."
"Like what?"
"Well," said Sirius, picking up where Ron left off, "it seems you have a few admirers already."
"What? What are you talking about?"
"Oh come on," said Ron. "You have just about every girl drooling out there."
"I do not," protested a blushing Harry.
"No, he's right," said Sirius. "Seems you're quite the looker. It's hard to believe that Severus Snape's son could be so "hot." I believe that's how one of the girls phrased it."
"Will you two just shut up!" said Harry, his face growing redder by the second.
Ron and Sirius both laughed and soon Harry joined them in the hilarity. They all sat on Ron's bed and joked around for a while. Harry remembered Hermione's request and ushered the two boys into the common room. Hermione was sitting in a chair closest to the fire. Most of the students had already gone to bed, and only a few people remained in the room. Harry, Sirius, and Ron all joined Hermione by the fire.
"Is there anything you wanted to talk about?" asked Harry.
"No, I just wanted some privacy for us."
"So what do you think," said Harry. "Do you think everyone bought it?"
"Oh yeah," said Ron. "Everyone thinks your Snape's son, but "Harry" here is having some problems adjusting."
"What are you talking about?" said Sirius. "I've adjusted perfectly!"
"You have not," said Hermione. "You've already gotten a detention!"
"What did you do?" asked Harry.
"Oh, I just persuaded Peeves to distract Filch while I turned Mrs. Norris bright blue. It's really not a big deal."
"Sirius," said Harry, trying hard not to laugh. "You'll have to restrain yourself. I know it's funny but we can't raise anyone's suspicion."
"Alright, I promise to behave."
Sirius sounded sincere but the look on his face wasn't.
"No," said Harry. "I know you. You have told me to be careful and to lie low for the last year and a half. You should probably take your own advice."
Sirius tried to say something in his own defense but realized that Harry was right.
"I'm sorry. I promise to behave. I really do."
"So what were you talking to Dumbledore about?" asked Ron.
"Oh nothing," said Sirius. "He did tell me to tell you something Harry."
"And that would be?" said Harry, waiting for Sirius to respond.
"He told me that he'd be quite disappointed if you didn't go out for the house team," said Sirius with a smile.
"Well I would," said Harry, "but the only openings are for a keeper and a chaser."
"So?"
"I'm a seeker, Sirius."
"Just go to trials."
"Okay, I guess."
"So Alex," continued Ron. "What do you plan on doing tomorrow? Are you going to see how many more girls you can get to drool over you?"
"Shut up Ron."
"No really, what are you going to do tomorrow?"
"Absolutely nothing. I'm going to have a lie in, maybe visit the kitchens a few times, and sleep some more."
"What?" said Hermione. "Don't you have any homework to do?"
Harry smiled. "Remember, I just got here. Alex doesn't have homework."
"Does Harry Potter have homework?" asked Sirius.
"No, I finished it all. Just remember to turn it in. Oh, and have Hermione look over it."
"You know, in all this excitement, I totally forgot I had to do work," said Sirius. He didn't look too happy.
"Well," said Hermione. "At least you've done all this before."
"Doesn't mean I want to do it again," grumbled Sirius.
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Draco Malfoy sat in the Slytherin common room, a puzzled look on his face. It was the night's events that had him so confused. Where had Alexander Snape come from? What puzzled Draco even more was the fact that this new kid was a Gryffindor. Deatheater's sons are not Gryffindors. Draco shook his head as he glanced down at his half written letter. His father would be interested to know about this new student.
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I would sincerely like to apologize to everyone who thought I was evil for leaving the last chapter as such a nasty cliffhanger. We all have our evil moments.
Attention everyone! The following people get a million kudo points for figuring out the meaning of Harry's middle name: Confused One, Rickman's Girl, and Iniysa.
Helluin is Elvish for Sirius. Sirius couldn't name Harry Padfoot so this was the next best thing.
Rickman's Girl gets two extra points for her guess at what Dae means. I didn't consider the Gaelic meaning of the name when I gave it to Severus. When I did choose it, I was considering its Elvish meaning. Dae means shadow according to Tolkien. I thought it would be fun to throw those in there. Anyway, I thought all the reviews I got for the last chapter were great. I got tons of death threats, which scared me slightly, but nevertheless, I got many reviews for it. Already over a hundred. Really, I didn't expect that. Thanks everyone!
Penpunk
P.S. I promise to make the next chapter longer. I decided to cut this one short since every one was *so* anxious to read this chapter. The next will be much more exciting. Promise. No, I really do promise!
By Penpunk
Diclaimer: Not mine.
Chapter 12: The Debut
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"Gryffindor!"
Harry felt like a hundred pounds of lead had been taken off his shoulders. He was still a Gryffindor. He would still be with his friends. He would have potions with Sirius. He would be home.
Harry mustered up all the indifference he could and made sure his excitement wasn't evident. He was now Alexander Snape. He didn't know anyone in the entire house. He couldn't act like it.
"Mr. Snape, if you would please join your new housemates," said Dumbledore as he took the Sorting Hat from Harry. He winked before walking off to put away the stool and hat. Harry turned towards the Gryffindor table and noticed that Ron and Hermione had worked an empty space between them. He walked along the table and couldn't help but hear the excited whispers coming from all the tables. No one seemed to have suspected that Snape's son could have been in any other house but Slytherin, let alone him being a Gryffindor. Harry took a seat between Ron and Hermione. Sirius was sitting directly in front of him.
No on at the table quite knew what to say to the new face. On one hand, he was the son of the most hated teacher at school. On the other hand, he was sorted into Gryffindor.
"So," said Ron, addressing Harry. "Why did you transfer to Hogwarts?"
Harry tried to remember his explanation for transferring. Severus and he had discussed it earlier so they would have the same story.
"My father wanted me to be closer to him," said Harry, trying to sound formal, like he was talking to complete strangers.
"I didn't know Professor Snape had a son," said Hermione.
"Well, I haven't seen him much until just recently. Thalion is a private, year round school in Canada. Whenever I had a break, I would stay with my relatives there."
"Oh," said Hermione.
"So what year are you?" asked Sirius.
"Fifth."
"So am I," answered Ron. "I'm Ron Weasley." Ron held out his hand. Harry shook it.
"Hi, I'm Hermione," she said, doing the same as Ron and shaking Harry's hand.
"Hello Hermione."
"I'm Harry," said Sirius, reaching over the table to shake hands with Harry.
"So you three are all fifth years?"
The three nodded. The rest of the Gryffindor table watched the three veteran Gryffindors converse with the new kid. Most of them were still surprised that a Snape had ended up in their house. All of them were shocked at how different he was from their cruel teacher.
Harry could feel someone watching him and he didn't need to turn around to know who it was. He did and met his father's gaze. To Severus' surprised, Harry smiled at him and even gave him a small wave. After Harry turned back to the table, Severus looked down at Dumbledore and Lupin, who were also smiling at him. Severus returned his gaze to his dinner and smiled to himself.
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Eventually, Harry had been introduced to most the Gryffindors sitting in his vicinity. They were slowing warming up to him. It was nearing the end of dinner when Severus walked over to the Gryffindor table.
"Alex," said Severus in this teacherly voice. Harry turned around and looked at him. "Meet me outside the hall after dinner. We need to see your head of house about your classes."
"Yes sir," said Harry. Severus turned and walked away. He turned back to his "new" classmates.
"So what are classes like here?" asked Harry.
"No offense Alex," said George, who was seated next to Sirius, "but you dad's class is the worse."
"Oh trust me, I can imagine," said Harry. "Besides Potions, what are the classes like?"
"Well, all of them are pretty okay," said Fred. "DADA is the best, though. Lupin's a great teacher."
"He's the werewolf, right?" asked Harry.
"Yeah," said Ron. "He's really cool."
"My father doesn't seem to have a real high opinion of him," said Harry as he glanced up at Sirius.
"Snape doesn't really have a high opinion of anyone," said Sirius. His voice gave off a convincing tone of hate, which Harry knew wasn't an act.
After the end of dinner, Harry met Severus outside the Great Hall as planned. Together, they walked to McGonagall's office.
"So Alex," said Severus. "How do you like your house? I trust that you were introduced to your new house mates?"
Harry glanced up at his father's face and saw the corners of his mouth adjust into a small smile, amused smile.
"Oh yes. I find them all very acceptable."
"And how is Mr. Potter adjusting to the change?"
"Fine, I guess. He doesn't seem to like you much," said Harry, looking up with his own amused smile.
Severus looked straight ahead and muttered, "Trust me, the feeling is absolutely mutual."
Harry snorted at this and they continued in amused silence to McGonagall's office.
Severus knocked on the door and opened it, letting Harry walk in. He followed and shut the door behind him.
"Hello Severus," said McGonagall as she dug through some papers on her desk. "Hello Alexander."
Harry nodded in return.
"Lets see here," said McGonagall as she adjusted her glasses. "You're up to date in all your classes. Do you wish to continue with Divination and Care of Magical Creatures?"
"Yes Professor," said Harry. He wasn't going to abandon Ron in Divination.
"Alright, here is your timetable," she handed Harry a sheet of parchment.
There was suddenly a knock on the door behind them. Severus turned and opened the door to see Hermione and Ron.
"Ah, Ms. Granger, Mr. Weasley," said McGonagall. "Alex, this is Ron and Hermione."
"We've met," said Harry, looking at his two "new" friends.
"Wonderful. They will take you to the dormitory. Curfew is at nine, but you may want to go settle into you dorm. Your things have already been taken up."
"Thank you Professor," said Harry. "I think I'll get going then."
"Alright Mr. Snape, I will see you in classes."
"Okay," said Harry. He turned to Severus. "Goodnight Sir."
"Goodnight Alex," said Severus. Harry walked out the door. Severus moved to follow him but stopped when McGonagall started to talk.
"He's a very polite boy, Severus," said the Transfiguration Professor, casting Severus a rare smile. "I had no idea you had a son. Why haven't we heard about him before?"
"His mother and I had our differences and she left England and moved to Canada. I decided that he would do better to live with her. When she died four years ago, I didn't want to move him."
"What made you bring him here?"
"Recent events."
McGonagall nodded. That was explanation enough.
"I just didn't think of you as the fatherly type."
"You're not the only one."
"Well anyway," said McGonagall. "Sorry to keep you. Have a nice night."
Severus smiled slightly in return. As he turned, he wondered at the civility Minerva McGonagall had just shown him. Never, in all the years he had worked at Hogwart, had she ever had a less than professional conversation with him. She never asked about his personal life. Was the thought of him with a son so outrageous to everyone? 'Of course it is,' he thought. 'Cold-hearted deatheaters don't have the capacity for caring and fatherly feelings.' Severus sighed before walking back to the dungeons.
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On their way back to the dormitories, Hermione and Ron expressed their excitement at Harry being resorted into Gryffindor.
"Where's Sirius?" asked Harry before they reached the portrait.
"Oh, he went to talk to Dumbledore about something. He wouldn't tell us why," said Hermione. "Jarvey."
The portrait swung open and the three Gryffindors walked into the common room. They were met by many of their fellow Gryffindors. They all looked past Hermione and Ron and watched "Alex" enter. The whole house seemed to follow Harry with their eyes as he walked toward the stairs to the dormitories.
"Alex," said Hermione from behind him. "Will you meet me in the common room later? You too Ron. We can talk. You know, get to know each other."
Harry nodded before following Ron up to the boy's dormitories. Opening the door, Harry found that they had squeezed another four-poster bed in the circular room. Harry's bed was now between Sirius's and Ron's. In front of it was a brand new trunk. It wasn't the color of his old trunk, though. Harry guessed that his now blue and silver trunk featured Thalion Academy's school colors. On the top it said A.H.S. Harry curiously opened and discovered that he had a brand new wardrobe, which he guessed was because Sirius still had Harry's old trunk and contents. He dug around and found his invisibility cloak. His photo album was missing but Harry assumed it to be in Sirius's trunk. Next to his now closed trunk was a set of new books and a brand new cauldron that looked very professional and expensive. Harry guessed this to be his father's doing. It was only fitting that the Potion Master's son had a top of the line cauldron.
"Nice pot."
Harry turned to see Sirius standing next to Ron. They both had amused looks on their faces.
"What's so funny?" asked Harry as he stood up and crossed his arms.
"Nothing," said Ron, trying to look as innocent as possible.
"No, come on. Tell me."
"Well," began Ron, "My friend Harry here happened to hear some comments in the common room."
"Like what?"
"Well," said Sirius, picking up where Ron left off, "it seems you have a few admirers already."
"What? What are you talking about?"
"Oh come on," said Ron. "You have just about every girl drooling out there."
"I do not," protested a blushing Harry.
"No, he's right," said Sirius. "Seems you're quite the looker. It's hard to believe that Severus Snape's son could be so "hot." I believe that's how one of the girls phrased it."
"Will you two just shut up!" said Harry, his face growing redder by the second.
Ron and Sirius both laughed and soon Harry joined them in the hilarity. They all sat on Ron's bed and joked around for a while. Harry remembered Hermione's request and ushered the two boys into the common room. Hermione was sitting in a chair closest to the fire. Most of the students had already gone to bed, and only a few people remained in the room. Harry, Sirius, and Ron all joined Hermione by the fire.
"Is there anything you wanted to talk about?" asked Harry.
"No, I just wanted some privacy for us."
"So what do you think," said Harry. "Do you think everyone bought it?"
"Oh yeah," said Ron. "Everyone thinks your Snape's son, but "Harry" here is having some problems adjusting."
"What are you talking about?" said Sirius. "I've adjusted perfectly!"
"You have not," said Hermione. "You've already gotten a detention!"
"What did you do?" asked Harry.
"Oh, I just persuaded Peeves to distract Filch while I turned Mrs. Norris bright blue. It's really not a big deal."
"Sirius," said Harry, trying hard not to laugh. "You'll have to restrain yourself. I know it's funny but we can't raise anyone's suspicion."
"Alright, I promise to behave."
Sirius sounded sincere but the look on his face wasn't.
"No," said Harry. "I know you. You have told me to be careful and to lie low for the last year and a half. You should probably take your own advice."
Sirius tried to say something in his own defense but realized that Harry was right.
"I'm sorry. I promise to behave. I really do."
"So what were you talking to Dumbledore about?" asked Ron.
"Oh nothing," said Sirius. "He did tell me to tell you something Harry."
"And that would be?" said Harry, waiting for Sirius to respond.
"He told me that he'd be quite disappointed if you didn't go out for the house team," said Sirius with a smile.
"Well I would," said Harry, "but the only openings are for a keeper and a chaser."
"So?"
"I'm a seeker, Sirius."
"Just go to trials."
"Okay, I guess."
"So Alex," continued Ron. "What do you plan on doing tomorrow? Are you going to see how many more girls you can get to drool over you?"
"Shut up Ron."
"No really, what are you going to do tomorrow?"
"Absolutely nothing. I'm going to have a lie in, maybe visit the kitchens a few times, and sleep some more."
"What?" said Hermione. "Don't you have any homework to do?"
Harry smiled. "Remember, I just got here. Alex doesn't have homework."
"Does Harry Potter have homework?" asked Sirius.
"No, I finished it all. Just remember to turn it in. Oh, and have Hermione look over it."
"You know, in all this excitement, I totally forgot I had to do work," said Sirius. He didn't look too happy.
"Well," said Hermione. "At least you've done all this before."
"Doesn't mean I want to do it again," grumbled Sirius.
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Draco Malfoy sat in the Slytherin common room, a puzzled look on his face. It was the night's events that had him so confused. Where had Alexander Snape come from? What puzzled Draco even more was the fact that this new kid was a Gryffindor. Deatheater's sons are not Gryffindors. Draco shook his head as he glanced down at his half written letter. His father would be interested to know about this new student.
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I would sincerely like to apologize to everyone who thought I was evil for leaving the last chapter as such a nasty cliffhanger. We all have our evil moments.
Attention everyone! The following people get a million kudo points for figuring out the meaning of Harry's middle name: Confused One, Rickman's Girl, and Iniysa.
Helluin is Elvish for Sirius. Sirius couldn't name Harry Padfoot so this was the next best thing.
Rickman's Girl gets two extra points for her guess at what Dae means. I didn't consider the Gaelic meaning of the name when I gave it to Severus. When I did choose it, I was considering its Elvish meaning. Dae means shadow according to Tolkien. I thought it would be fun to throw those in there. Anyway, I thought all the reviews I got for the last chapter were great. I got tons of death threats, which scared me slightly, but nevertheless, I got many reviews for it. Already over a hundred. Really, I didn't expect that. Thanks everyone!
Penpunk
P.S. I promise to make the next chapter longer. I decided to cut this one short since every one was *so* anxious to read this chapter. The next will be much more exciting. Promise. No, I really do promise!