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Summary: Harry learns of his father's past relationships. Involves Snape, Pensives, old friends and half-sisters?. Rated PG-13 for possibly disturbing images.

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Chapter One

Harry walked into the dungeon classroom to serve detention with Snape. He looked around and saw the pensive sitting on the table. The door banged shut as Snape entered the room.

"Potter, I want you to clean these cauldrons without magic."

Harry grinned to himself knowing that this was much better than some of the punishments the Dursley's had given him. Outwardly he sneered at Snape and grabbed a cauldron and a scrub brush. Snape sat down his desk, occasionally glancing up at Harry.

Suddenly the door flew open and Vincent Crabbe ran in gasping.

"Sir! Sir, Malfoy's been injured! You have to come quick!"

Harry hid his head in his sleeve to keep from laughing aloud.

Snape turned around.

"Now Potter, I'm going to lock you in here and I want all those cauldrons scrubbed by the time I get back."

"Yes sir."

When Snape had gone, Harry stood up and went over to the pensive. He bent his head down over it and felt the familiar sensation of dropping into someone's memory. He saw Snape; he looked to be about sixteen. Snape was walking down a hallway at Hogwarts. He entered the Slytherin Common Room and climbed the stairs to his dormitory. Harry followed. Snape entered the room, which was decorated with black and dark arts posters. Above his bed was a picture of… Remus? Harry walked closer, knowing that Snape couldn't see him. There was a picture of Lupin on a broom, topless. Harry cringed, wondering why Professor Snape had a picture of his father's best friend. He bent in for a closer look when the scene changed.

He was walking behind the quidditch stadium, following Snape around to the broom shed. Snape opened the door to reveal a sight Harry never dreamed he'd see.

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