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Chapter 7: A Startling Revelation

Harry pulled shakily away from his father. "I just have one question."

Severus looked at his son and saw his disheveled hair and tearstained face, "What's that."

"Why do I look like James?" he asked not looking his father in the eye, but when he heard him start to laugh he looked up carefully.

" Your mother was a genius with charms and when you were born she put several on you so that you would look like James and not me. But they have already started to wear off and Professor Dumbledore said that they would completely fade on your sixteenth birthday, which by the way is in two days." Severus told him brushing the hair out of his son's eyes.

Harry looked up at his father with a very worried look " Did you say that my birthday was in two days?" He hoped that it wasn't, he was not ready to tell his father about the secret that he had been hiding since the middle of his fourth year.

"Yes, your birthday is in two days. You seem worried about something, if you are worried about the charms wearing off you won't feel any different, you'll just look different." He said still wondering what was making him so uneasy.

Harry fidgeted not wanting his secret to be out, but he knew that he really didn't have a choice. " How long is Professor Lupin
going to be here?" He asked innocently enough.

Severus watched as his son tried to avoid his eyes. Something was definitely wrong.
" Harry whatever it is just tell me. I am not going to get mad; I told you that for now on I would be there for you." Severus said
calmly.

"I need you to brew me some Wolfsbane potion for tomorrow night." He said his voice barely above a whisper.

Severus wasn't for the fact that he was already sitting down his knees would have given out on him. "When did it happen" He asked quietly. He wondered if Albus knew about this.

"The middle of my fourth year." He said while looking cautiously at his father expecting to find hate and disgust in his eyes.

But all that he saw was concern and worry that made him feel a little better.

" Who has been brewing the potion for you? Does anyone else know about this?" Severus asked expecting him to say that the
Granger girl was the one that was making the potion and that her and Weasley were the ones that knew about this.

Harry shook his head, " No one else knows. I never told anyone, people still think that werewolves are dark creatures. I didn't want people to think that there was more darkness in me especially if they knew the truth about who Voldemort is to me.

People would probably brand me as a destined traitor and kill me first and then ask questions later." He said his voice laced with venom. He made himself calm down and continued talking.

"I'm the one that made the potion. Before I left school I made enough to last me for the summer but when Vernon," he shuttered his face showing a mixture of fear and rage, "threw my trunk at me, the vials shattered." He said. "He was really lucky that I had taken a dose of it before I got off the train at Kings Cross."

Severus was starting to see his son in a whole different light; he had shouldered this burden by himself and on top of that was
making a very complex potion. Then it hit him; Harry had said something about Voldemort and if people knew they would brand him as a traitor. How did he know, Albus only found out a couple of weeks ago. "Harry, I have some of the potion in my work room I made some for Remus this morning. And what did you mean about 'the truth about Voldemort and you?"

About this time Albus and Remus had decided to join Harry and Severus.

Severus waited until they had sat down on the other side of the bed before he said anything. " Harry, do you want me to tell them or do you want to?" He asked not wanting to say anything to make Harry upset.

Harry looked at Remus and then Albus before nodding, " You can." He said quietly.

Severus glanced over at Harry before he started talking. " Well Remus, it looks like you are going to have a companion on your monthly romps through the forest." He said lightly.

Remus jerked his head toward Harry and saw Harry nod his head affirming that this was the truth. " When and how did it happen?" he asked shakily, he wouldn't wish lycanthropy on his worst enemies.

Harry sighed, "It happened the middle of my fourth year when I was serving detention with Filtch in the forest. I was looking for unicorn hairs and I went too far in the forest." Harry's eyes grew distant as he fell deeper into the memory. " I heard a low growl and when I looked up there was this brown and silver werewolf with silver eyes, it acted like it was trying not to attack me but I guess the animal side won and he lunged at me. I was turning to run when he bit me."

He lifted up his shirt and showed them the scar of the bite on the back of his shoulder. " I knew that I was infected and that there was nothing that anyone could do, so I made sure that by the next full moon I had a successful Wolfsbane potion.

I went to the Astronomy tower and locked myself in and then transformed under my invisibility cloak. I did this ever full moon here at school and I did the same thing at the Dursley's.

No one knew no one ever caught on not even Ron or Hermione. But they were pretty wrapped up in each other, they didn't even seem to mind that I never talked to them anymore." He said bitterly.

He didn't tell them anything anymore. Ron would figure it to be some way to get more attention, and Hermione would have wanted him to tell everyone the moment that it happened. He couldn't remember when he realized that his so-called friends didn't seem to care anymore. They never saw the changes that he had went through, or how withdrawn he became. They just kind of drifted away and he found that he really didn't care.

Severus looked at his son when he heard the bitterness in his voice when he was talking about Ron and Hermione. He had seen that they were drifting apart; he also realized that they never sat together in class of even in the Great Hall. After he realized that the Golden Trio had split up he watched Harry closer to see whom he would go to for friendship.

What he had seen shocked him. He saw that Harry got a little closer to the Weasley twins but it was almost like a business friendship. But other than that he stayed alone.

It wasn't until sometime last year he saw that Harry had become close with the last person he would ever expect.

His Godson, Draco Malfoy.

He had been standing on the edge of the forest one night watching the lake when he noticed two shapes walking toward the water. He snuck up closer to them so that he could see who it was. Harry had been standing facing the lake when he saw someone sneaking up on him. When he realized it was Draco he thought for sure that they were going to fight. And then Draco did something that shocked him he wrapped his arms around Harry in a way that made him believe that they had been together for a while.

Any time he would try to get information about Harry in a roundabout way from Draco he would cleverly avoid answering any of his questions. He would have to ask Harry about that, but would wait to ask him when they were alone.

"Now what did you mean when you said that you knew the truth about how Voldemort is connected to you?" Albus asked finally snapping back to reality.

Harry met the older mans gaze head on as if issuing a silent challenge. " I know that he is my grandfather," He said bluntly.

"You see sometime last summer I received a very strange letter from the man that was supposed to trying to kill me. He told me several things that you believed that I was not ready to hear or understand. But what I think that you failed to notice is that from the time that I stepped foot in this school I had to learn to grow up fairly quickly. Voldemort told me about my heritage and told me that if I would join him he would let me have everything that I could ever want. He knew about the Dursley's abuse and he said that he could take me away from it. You are not the only one that has spies keeping tabs on me while I am away from school. But I think that it would be kind of hard for Arabella Figg to keep an eye on me if she neglects to do her job." Harry said seeing the shocked look on the Headmasters face.

"But I told him that I would rather die than join him. I have watched him every night since he came back in my dreams. I see every time that he kills, tortures, rapes, humiliates and degrades wizards and muggles alike. Every night I have visions of what he is doing and every time that he casts the Cruciatus curse on someone I feel it. When he cast the killing curse it feels about a hundred times worse than the Cruciatus, sometimes I envy those who are on the other end of that curse because at least they get to die, me I just get to live another day and get to look forward to another night of torture. But it is not so bad now because my body has learned to block the pain of Cruciatus curse." Harry said as he lay back down on the pillows.

No one said a word. They were all too shocked. Severus decided that he would take Harry back down to his private quarters for some rest; he also would rather be the one to tell him of what the Headmaster had come up with to protect Harry.

"Harry, would you like to be moved down to my private quarters so that you have time to rest for tomorrow night?" he asked seeing the exhausted and weary look in his eyes.

Harry looked quickly over to where Albus was sitting. " Please tell me that I can get out of here. I would rather be somewhere not so open." He asked pleadingly.

Albus nodded and Severus stood up, " Do you think that you can walk or do you want me to carry you?" He asked gently.

" I think that I would rather you carry me. I really don't think that I could manage to walk all the way to the dungeons just yet." He said with a small smile.

Severus bent down and scooped his son up in his arms. And without another word to the other two people in the room he turned and walked out of the door.