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Warning: SLASH…yummy

A/N: Thank so, so, so, so, much to my beta, truthfulchaos, you rock, love ya doll.

Summary: It's like every story you've ever read…but totally different…


Twisted: Snape, Part I


"You remember the DA DA teacher we had third year?" Draco asked Harry, he'd brought out the letter to show him.

"Yeah, the werewolf or something."

"Pettigrew, Peter Pettigrew. He was one of my dad's best friends. The letter's from him."

"What's this bit about Severus? Who's Severus?" Harry asked.

"No one, forget that." Draco tried to grab the letter back.

"No wait." He held it so Draco couldn't reach and read, "'And about Severus…I know we haven't gotten a chance to talk about it, but I don't want you to blame yourself, it wasn't your fault…" Wait, Severus… Snape?"

"Harry, give me the letter."

"He's your godfather, isn't he? Severus Snape that escaped from Azkaban?"

"It doesn't matter now, he's dead!" Draco took a deep breath and covered his face with his hands.

"Draco, I-"

"Forget it." Draco looked up again. "It doesn't matter now."

"What happened?"

"Potter, please, I don't want to talk about it."

"Have you talked to anyone about it?"

"It's not been that long."

"So? You can still talk about it."

Draco got up. "I have to go."

"Draco-"

He took off, walking fast towards the castle.


"Draco?"

The blonde opened his eyes to find Ginny Weasley looking down at him. He was stretched out on the couch in the common room.

"You've been lying there for nearly two hours. Are you alright?" she asked, sitting on the coffee table next to him.

He shrugged.

"I suppose you heard from Peter then."

"He wrote you, too?" Draco asked, closing his eyes again.

"No, he wrote mum and she wrote me. I'm supposed to make sure you follow orders."

Draco laughed. "Because I enjoy risking my life and the life of the people I love."

"Draco, it's not-"

"No, I know, Gin, and you don't have to worry. I won't leave the grounds and I won't write anyone. It's a shame that I have to miss Hogsmeade this weekend, though."

"Oh, Dray, I'm sorry."

"It's alright… I'm going to go back to sulking now, if you don't mind."

"Draco-"

"Ginny, I'm fine."

She hesitated before getting up and walking towards her dorm.

Draco sighed and turned over so his face was buried in the pillow.

He didn't know what was going on, he hated the fact that he had actually felt like telling Harry what had happened with Severus. He hadn't talked to anyone about it since that night, and he was going to start with his enemy?

It didn't make sense, nothing in Draco's head made sense these days.

But the fact that Harry had taken the time to notice Draco wasn't around and that he had remembered about the tree… it was getting weird. The blonde hit the side of the couch in frustration as he stood up, then he walked to his room and collapsed on the bed.

For awhile he toyed with the idea of going to dinner, if he didn't go Ron and Hermione would wonder where he had been, and if he did go, he'd top off his horrible day with seeing how happy his best friends were together.

In the end he just lay in his bed and went to sleep.


"Harry are you listening to me?" Sirius asked. It was just before dinner and the Potions Master was giving his godson his weekly lesson that would prove useful if James Potter ever sent one of the other Death Eaters after Harry.

"Sirius, what do you know about Severus Snape?" Harry asked.

Black stopped and started at Harry. "What in Merlin's name does that have to do with anything?"

Harry shrugged. "I found an old Daily Prophet in my room, from when Snape escaped Azkaban."

Sirius took a seat behind his desk

"And I know you were in school with him," Harry continued.

"Harry, Severus Snape and I never quite got along," Sirius began. "He was a hot shot around Hogwarts, I suppose. He hung out with Lucius Malfoy, Peter Pettigrew, and Remus Lupin. Come to think of it, all four of them ended up living cursed existences."

"What do you mean?"

"Well," Black continued. "Malfoy was haunted by that which was the Dark Lord, and, in the end, died as you know. And Peter, well, he is a werewolf, and that in itself is something very difficult to deal with."

"Especially when people work to get him fired from jobs he's actually pretty good at," Harry added.

Sirius glared at him before continuing. "And Lupin is supposedly dead. Harry, I'm about to tell you something that I shouldn't, but I trust that you won't repeat this information."

Harry smirked. "Who'm I going to tell, daddy?"

"All right… Severus Snape was sent to Azkaban because he was found guilty of murdering Lupin and twelve muggles." Harry nodded. "That was, in fact, false. He was framed; Remus Lupin framed him and faked his own death. When Snape escaped from Azkaban he went in search of Lupin who was hiding within the walls of Hogwarts. I was there the night Snape came to Hogwarts, and up until that night I too believed he was guilty, but later I learned what I'm telling you now.

"That night both Lupin and Snape escaped. Lupin fled to the foot of his lord, and Snape went into hiding. You've heard your father talk about the Order of the Phoenix, correct?"

"Yes." Harry nodded.

"Well, I'm a member of the Order, and so was Snape. Dumbledore founded the order years ago when the Dark Lord first came to power; he has resurrected it now for the same reason. Anyway, along with Pettigrew and most of the Weasley family, and various other wizards and witches, we make up the Order. Last year, Snape died at the ministry. He'd been in hiding since his escape, and it was the first time he really got a taste for battle."

"What happened?"

Sirius rubbed his eyes. "Another night, Harry. We've already wasted a night of training, you should get to dinner."

Harry nodded and left the office then headed to the Great Hall.

"So Snape was innocent," he thought as he walked toward the Slytherin table.


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