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Chapter 3 - The Truth revealed

"I need to know some more about this Sheldon McGraw!" Snape demanded.

"Severus, I cannot give you further information on him." The Headmaster just walked on.

"Albus, how am I supposed to look after the boy if I do not know anything, besides his name. I do not know anything besides the fact that he looks familiar to me."

"He looks familiar to you?" Snape sighed slightly. "That's rather interesting, since I never got to know any 'McGraw' throughout my whole life." "That's rather interesting, indeed." Dumbledore answered cryptically.

"So you admit that 'McGraw' isn't his true name?" It was worth a try.

"I do, Severus. He was raised by relatives since his mother died and at the time, no one knew if his father still was alive. Perhaps he is still alive."

"Perhaps..." Snape interrupted, thinking to himself.

"I think we can deal with this later. It's lunchtime and I'm hungry." Dumbledore started to leave, and Snape followed the headmaster to the Great Hall and sat down at his right side.

The Hall already was filled with students sitting at their house tables and Harry was sitting on his usual place at the left end of the teachers' table. Dumbledore twinkled at him but Harry didn't react.

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When Harry looked up, he saw that Dumbledore and Snape had arrived. He continued to eat some green peas and took a closer look on Snape. When Harry stopped staring at the Potions Master, and turned to take a draught of his pumpkin juice, he saw his eerie stretched reflection on the blank goblet.

The truth hit him with full force.

He was Severus Snape's son.

And it had been there all the time, it easily could be have seen by those who look carefully.

A wave of nausea swept over him. He threw away the goblet, knocked over his chair as he jumped up, and fled from the Great Hall. He ran and ran until he was outside and on the grounds and even then he didn't stop running. He ran past Hagrid's hut towards the forest and then suddenly fell to his knees.

His fingers were trembling as he was fishing the letter out of his pocket. Yes, there was the proof. He was the son of the man who hated him most - right after Voldemort.

He bended forward as if in pain and threw up the peas and chicken he had for lunch.

This couldn't be true! This had to be a nightmare. He had to wake up to the hatred surroundings of the Dursleys' home. No... he couldn't be a Snape... no!

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Dumbledore jumped when he saw Harry running out of the Hall.

"Come Severus!" Dumbledore was looking for his deputy headmistress, but she wasn't there. "We have to take care of him."

They rushed out to the grounds and Dumbledore headed out towards the half-giant who was about to leave his hut.

"Hagrid, have you seen Mr. McGraw?"

"I thought I just saw..." He took a closer look on Snape. "I saw somebody. Headed there." He pointed out at the vague direction and Dumbledore already saw the black figure between some trees.

"Come." All three headed towards the boy.

Harry was crying. He was down on his hands and knees and tears were running down his cheeks. He couldn't stop them. Why should he even try?

"Sheldon?" Strong sobs shaken his body, when he heard the Headmasters voice. What would he think of him now? "Sheldon! What's wrong with you?"

He helped Harry on his knees and Harry managed to say something.

"I've read it... I didn't... didn't believe..." He had to stop for a few moments to regain his calm. "Then... during lunch... just realized... it's true." He held the letter out to Dumbledore. The headmaster read it and when he had finished, he knelt down besides Harry and laid a hand on Harry's shoulder.

"I do understand your despair!" Harry threw his head back in agony and let out an inhuman scream of pain and desolation. The old wizard took the boy in his arms and whispered soft words to comfort him. "Hagrid, Severus, we need to get him to the Hospital Wing." Hagrid simply took the boy and carried him towards the castle, following a stern-faced Dumbledore and a confused Snape.

"What happened? Albus, what's wrong with the boy?" Dumbledore refused to answer as they just reached the Hospital Wing. Madame Pomfrey ordered Hagrid to lay the still slightly sobbing boy onto a bed and examined him.

"He is exhausted again. But this time he seemed to have had quite an emotional outburst."

"Yeah, he screamed like Death Eaters were torturing him. Sorry Professor." Snape only threw a slight glance at Hagrid and then looked down at the now so fragile looking boy. What could have made him so desolated? He felt sorry for the boy, he really felt sorry for him.

"I can assure you, there is only one Death Eater 'torturing' his soul."

Snape looked up at Dumbledore.

"Who is it?" Maybe he had been right. Maybe Sheldon McGraw's father was a Death Eater. Maybe Snape had seen him on several of the meetings. Maybe that was why the boy looked familiar to him. Perhaps he had seen his father.

"Look at a mirror." Harry spoke with a faint voice.

"Pardon me?" Snape asked.

"I told you to look into a mirror!" Harry sat up and stared at Snape. A dark fire was burning within his green eyes. "You wanted an answer, didn't you? And I gave you one!" His voice was rugged and Dumbledore looked down at Harry sadly.

"Albus, what is he talking about?" the Potions Master asked after he had turned towards the headmaster.

Snape recognized these passionate green eyes, but he hadn't seen them on any Death Eaters meeting ever. No, definitely, these eyes...

"Don't pretend I'm not here or not all right in the head!" Harry snarled at his teacher and stood up, much to the dismay of Poppy. Harry now was almost as tall as Snape and placed himself between Severus and Albus.

"I told you, that you are the one who is torturing my soul. Day after day, and now you even force your way into my life by... aw, just leave me alone, all of you!" Harry made a waving move with his hands and staggered towards the door, while everyone else was too shocked to react. Only when Harry fell to the floor exhausted did Dumbledore came to life again.

"Harry!" He was at the shaking boy within no time and placed a hand on his back.

"Harry?" Madam Pomfrey asked in a high-pitched voice.

"Yes Poppy. This is Harry Potter, in his true appearance. Considering the circumstances it actually would be Harry... Snape."

Please review this part! I' really fond of the part where Harry realises that the letter was no prank!