Hello again!
Sorry about the small delay, school starting again so I might not be able to update as much....
Well its going to be H/G and R/Hr but like I said, its not going to play a huge role in the story, at least I don't think it is.
Once again thanks to all my reviewers!!
Disclaimer- Don't own it.......not my fault.......
Chapter four- The Letter and a Revelation!!
Severus sighed as he entered his potion's lab. Just his bloody luck! It just had to be Potter, his most hated student. He knew Albus only assigned him for the job because the old man wanted him and Potter to 'bond' or some other sentimental crap.....
What did the old man think that the two had in common?! Did he think they had the same childhood? Hah! They were the complete opposites! Potter was spoiled, he had been ignored; Potter was pampered, he had been abused; Potter was loved, he had been hated; Potter was adored, he had been rejected. Oh and he could just go on with the differences the two had, but he most certainly wasn't going to waste his little spare time he now had (thanks to Dumbledore...) on thinking about the damn brat!
There was one thing that made him curious however.... The boy's appearance, it had most definitely changed and Severus (when he had first saw the boy in his newest appearance) had found himself looking into a sixteen year old version of himself, with the exception of the green eyes, straight nose, and non-greasy hair.
He had written to Albus about it in his curiosity and had yet to receive the headmaster's letter.
Had the boy perhaps done accidental magic to unconsciously disguise himself?! No...that couldn't be it...the Ministry would have noticed. Then what had happened?! He sighed and rubbed his eyes tiredly. He needed a vacation- a real vacation, without having to baby-sit Albus' Golden-boy...
The boy's appearance wouldn't have bothered him so much if the boy didn't look so much like himself! He just wanted to know what he had to do with all of this..... Why him? Why couldn't the boy have looked like....the werewolf or someone like that!
Severus sighed tiredly as he pulled out a rather thick book called 'Charms and Spells the Encyclopedia: Volumn 1.' Severus knew that he wouldn't be able to relax for a second if he didn't figure this out and he'd be damned if he allowed the Golden-Boy to prance around looking like him without some sort of reasonable explanation, and even then he still didn't want the boy looking like him.....
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Harry had never had such an interesting summer! Well, perhaps when he had been at the Weasley's, but still, this summer was turning out rather well so far.
Harry had never realized how much he truly enjoyed reading until this summer, when he had read all of his fifth year books over again to find them quite interesting, Potions especially. He imagined that he really would have done much better in that subject if it hadn't of been for his biased potion's master breathing down his neck and punishing him for the slightest flaw......his OWL score told him so....
Harry had read his fifth year schoolbooks over and over again, now understanding things that he had had problems with before. He also now understood the thrill Hermione got whenever she read a new book or learned something new......maybe she was starting to rub off on him or something because he really didn't understand his new hobby. He knew Hermione would be delighted but he doubted Ron would be to thrilled about it...... Especially since the first place Harry would probably go the first chance he got was the library at Hogwarts to check out some more books.....
The reason why he was so overjoyed now was the Snape Manor library, which he found was filled with thousands of different books on different things. The library was separated into many different parts. There were sections on Potions, Charms, Hexes, Jinxes, Curses, Spells, Enchantments, Healing, Dueling, Magic Creatures, Herbology, Transfiguration, History of Magic and many more. The room was huge, with bookshelves that reached so high that you needed to climb up four staircases and two latters to get to the top. There were four floors with marble staircases leading up to each, and on the main floor you could look up to see each floor, like a loft with many floors. On each floor were big, squishy, comfortable looking chairs that were randomly placed and the ceiling was bewitched to look like the sky (like at Hogwarts) and when it was dark out, torches that were placed on the walls would come to life (there wasn't a chandelier).
Harry loved it and had spent the last couple of days in the library, continuously reading. He had already learned about twenty spells (though he needed to wait to get to Hogwarts to try them) that he knew would be useful in a duel.
Harry probably would have stayed in the library at night but Snape would usually come in to get a random spell book and would yell at him for staying in the library to long, saying that he was up to something.
His first Occlumency lesson was tomorrow night, which he was dreading terribly, he knew that Snape would probably make him pay for looking into his pensive the previous year.
Harry hauled Snape's old sixth year schoolbooks (he had found in the library and would read on until he got a chance to go up to Diagon Alley) up to his room for a bit of 'light reading.' He pushed the door open and dumped the thick books onto the golden bedspread and sat on the bed for a moment, thinking.
Harry jumped slightly as he remembered that letter he had been sent and mentally smacked himself for forgetting.
He made his way to the desk and sifted through the pile of letters that lay on the top. He carefully slid the old, raggedy looking envelope and peered curiously at it.
He really had no idea who it was from, it looked rather old. He turned the envelope to the back and stared at the wax seal. It was a scarlet 'P' with a small lion surrounding it. 'Potter?!' Harry thought desperately.
With trembling hands he broke the seal and opened the envelope. His heart was racing, this was something that his mother or father had written, their last words to him, not knowing what lie ahead of them.....
It read,
'My Dearest Son,
Today is your sixteenth birthday, Happy Birthday. Know that I love you always, my Harry and I always will. If you are reading this, James and I are probably dead... We are in hiding now, Voldemort, an evil, terrible monster is after us.....you. I pray that you don't know about him, or that he isn't still living. James and I know that we will probably die but it is a sacrifice that we will both take willingly if it means your safety. Also, if we are dead, know that Sirius Black (your Godfather, if he is still alive, search for him) did not betray us, Peter Pettigrew did. I have a bad feeling that that rat (literally) is going to betray us though.......
Harry.....you are my world and I love you so much and so does James, and no matter what happens, we will always love you. I am here, right now, watching you sleep in your cradle without a worry in the world and I want it to stay that way..... But I fear it will not, for you may be the prophesized one to defeat Voldemort forever. I hope and pray that you are not, I want you to grow up a normal, carefree life. I don't want you to live with my sister and her family where they will treat you horribly, which I know will happen if you are chosen......
I must tell you something though, my son and no matter what this information brings to light, know that James and I will always love you.
Harry......James is not your biological father.
I know this may come as a shock to you and you might not believe that its real, but it is. You probably look like James, right? Well I was always rather good at Charms, your appearance is nothing but a Charm, Harry. A Charm, to protect you and your father from the likes of Voldemort.
Please understand that we did this for your safety and the safety of your father. Understand, also, that it is not his fault, even though neither him or I loved each other, we were good friends. You see, I thought that he had drugged me at first, but I then found out that he had been put under the Imperious Curse, unknowingly of course, by Lucius Malfoy, who was 'punishing' him for not killing a small girl on their last mission.
Your father, Harry, is........Severus Snape.
Please don't blame him for what happened, I don't. James and I were the only two who knew of your true parentage, not even Albus Dumbledore (if he is alive, find him) knew. I know that Severus would never do a thing like that, even if it would have meant his life.
I pray that he, at least, is still alive. If he is, he most likely is still working at Hogwarts as a Potion's Master so you probably already know him. He is a spy, Harry, so please don't think that he is for the dark side. He probably, isn't very nice to you because of you supposedly being James' son (the two didn't really get along). Please Harry, get to know him, give him a chance and get to see the man under the mask. You deserve a family, as does he, you can both be happy.
I would write him a letter, but it would be to risky to send two letters with valuable information in them. I am already risking to much by sending you this, but you had to hear this from me. Please, tell him. He needs to know also.
James will always love you Harry, even if he isn't your biological father, he is still your Dad.
Please, be safe.
Love you always.
Your Mother,
Lily Anne Evans-Potter'
Harry sat there, staring at the old letter. He didn't realize the teardrops that had fallen onto the letter while he had been reading it. Only one thing stayed in his mind.
'Severus Snape is my father.....'
There was an odd ringing in the back of his head as he tried to comprehend the words.
No. This-this couldn't be real, it was a joke-a joke from Fred and George.....a-a birthday joke. He knew it wasn't though. They wouldn't do something like this, besides he could almost see his mother, sitting in a rocking chair beside his crib, writing this as she peered down upon him fondly.
His breath hitched as more tears came, his vision blurring horribly.
He wasn't Harry James Potter...no, that boy never existed. He was Harry James 'Snape.' It even sounded wrong.
'My father hates me.....' he thought and was suddenly assaulted by many questions.
'What would Ron think? Hermione? Remus? Snape?!! How could the greasy-git be his father?!!! Dumbledore? Wasn't the old man supposed to know everything?! Sirius? What would Sirius have thought if he had known that his godson was really the son of the person he hated most?!'
At the thought of Sirius, the damn finally broke and Harry collapsed on his bed, sobbing hysterically, clutching the letter, the only thing he had left of his mother, like it was his only anchor to life.
He wasn't Harry Potter, the Quidditch star seeker, the Gryffindor Golden- Boy of Hogwarts, beloved son of Lily and James Potter, no....
He was Harry Snape, (Eugh!) son of the most hated teacher in school, the accident, who was even hated by his own father.
Would Dumbledore and his friends abandon him? Would Snape abuse him like the Dursley's had?
Harry sat for, he didn't know how long, sobbing.
Everything always went wrong, it always happened to him.
He hated his life................
(@) So what did you think? OOC? I'm not good at letters....
I'm also not a good rater, do you think this story is PG-13? I doubt it but I really don't feel like having my story kicked off ff.net because I cant rate good.
ALSO I heard that the sixth book as well as the book 'Muggles and Magic' is coming out shortly after the movie does. DO YOU KNOW IF ITS TRUE OR JUST A RUMOR?! I really don't want to get my hopes up for some stupid rumor though so please, tell me if you know if its true or not.......
Well R&R!
Thanx!!
Sorry about the small delay, school starting again so I might not be able to update as much....
Well its going to be H/G and R/Hr but like I said, its not going to play a huge role in the story, at least I don't think it is.
Once again thanks to all my reviewers!!
Disclaimer- Don't own it.......not my fault.......
Chapter four- The Letter and a Revelation!!
Severus sighed as he entered his potion's lab. Just his bloody luck! It just had to be Potter, his most hated student. He knew Albus only assigned him for the job because the old man wanted him and Potter to 'bond' or some other sentimental crap.....
What did the old man think that the two had in common?! Did he think they had the same childhood? Hah! They were the complete opposites! Potter was spoiled, he had been ignored; Potter was pampered, he had been abused; Potter was loved, he had been hated; Potter was adored, he had been rejected. Oh and he could just go on with the differences the two had, but he most certainly wasn't going to waste his little spare time he now had (thanks to Dumbledore...) on thinking about the damn brat!
There was one thing that made him curious however.... The boy's appearance, it had most definitely changed and Severus (when he had first saw the boy in his newest appearance) had found himself looking into a sixteen year old version of himself, with the exception of the green eyes, straight nose, and non-greasy hair.
He had written to Albus about it in his curiosity and had yet to receive the headmaster's letter.
Had the boy perhaps done accidental magic to unconsciously disguise himself?! No...that couldn't be it...the Ministry would have noticed. Then what had happened?! He sighed and rubbed his eyes tiredly. He needed a vacation- a real vacation, without having to baby-sit Albus' Golden-boy...
The boy's appearance wouldn't have bothered him so much if the boy didn't look so much like himself! He just wanted to know what he had to do with all of this..... Why him? Why couldn't the boy have looked like....the werewolf or someone like that!
Severus sighed tiredly as he pulled out a rather thick book called 'Charms and Spells the Encyclopedia: Volumn 1.' Severus knew that he wouldn't be able to relax for a second if he didn't figure this out and he'd be damned if he allowed the Golden-Boy to prance around looking like him without some sort of reasonable explanation, and even then he still didn't want the boy looking like him.....
*****************
Harry had never had such an interesting summer! Well, perhaps when he had been at the Weasley's, but still, this summer was turning out rather well so far.
Harry had never realized how much he truly enjoyed reading until this summer, when he had read all of his fifth year books over again to find them quite interesting, Potions especially. He imagined that he really would have done much better in that subject if it hadn't of been for his biased potion's master breathing down his neck and punishing him for the slightest flaw......his OWL score told him so....
Harry had read his fifth year schoolbooks over and over again, now understanding things that he had had problems with before. He also now understood the thrill Hermione got whenever she read a new book or learned something new......maybe she was starting to rub off on him or something because he really didn't understand his new hobby. He knew Hermione would be delighted but he doubted Ron would be to thrilled about it...... Especially since the first place Harry would probably go the first chance he got was the library at Hogwarts to check out some more books.....
The reason why he was so overjoyed now was the Snape Manor library, which he found was filled with thousands of different books on different things. The library was separated into many different parts. There were sections on Potions, Charms, Hexes, Jinxes, Curses, Spells, Enchantments, Healing, Dueling, Magic Creatures, Herbology, Transfiguration, History of Magic and many more. The room was huge, with bookshelves that reached so high that you needed to climb up four staircases and two latters to get to the top. There were four floors with marble staircases leading up to each, and on the main floor you could look up to see each floor, like a loft with many floors. On each floor were big, squishy, comfortable looking chairs that were randomly placed and the ceiling was bewitched to look like the sky (like at Hogwarts) and when it was dark out, torches that were placed on the walls would come to life (there wasn't a chandelier).
Harry loved it and had spent the last couple of days in the library, continuously reading. He had already learned about twenty spells (though he needed to wait to get to Hogwarts to try them) that he knew would be useful in a duel.
Harry probably would have stayed in the library at night but Snape would usually come in to get a random spell book and would yell at him for staying in the library to long, saying that he was up to something.
His first Occlumency lesson was tomorrow night, which he was dreading terribly, he knew that Snape would probably make him pay for looking into his pensive the previous year.
Harry hauled Snape's old sixth year schoolbooks (he had found in the library and would read on until he got a chance to go up to Diagon Alley) up to his room for a bit of 'light reading.' He pushed the door open and dumped the thick books onto the golden bedspread and sat on the bed for a moment, thinking.
Harry jumped slightly as he remembered that letter he had been sent and mentally smacked himself for forgetting.
He made his way to the desk and sifted through the pile of letters that lay on the top. He carefully slid the old, raggedy looking envelope and peered curiously at it.
He really had no idea who it was from, it looked rather old. He turned the envelope to the back and stared at the wax seal. It was a scarlet 'P' with a small lion surrounding it. 'Potter?!' Harry thought desperately.
With trembling hands he broke the seal and opened the envelope. His heart was racing, this was something that his mother or father had written, their last words to him, not knowing what lie ahead of them.....
It read,
'My Dearest Son,
Today is your sixteenth birthday, Happy Birthday. Know that I love you always, my Harry and I always will. If you are reading this, James and I are probably dead... We are in hiding now, Voldemort, an evil, terrible monster is after us.....you. I pray that you don't know about him, or that he isn't still living. James and I know that we will probably die but it is a sacrifice that we will both take willingly if it means your safety. Also, if we are dead, know that Sirius Black (your Godfather, if he is still alive, search for him) did not betray us, Peter Pettigrew did. I have a bad feeling that that rat (literally) is going to betray us though.......
Harry.....you are my world and I love you so much and so does James, and no matter what happens, we will always love you. I am here, right now, watching you sleep in your cradle without a worry in the world and I want it to stay that way..... But I fear it will not, for you may be the prophesized one to defeat Voldemort forever. I hope and pray that you are not, I want you to grow up a normal, carefree life. I don't want you to live with my sister and her family where they will treat you horribly, which I know will happen if you are chosen......
I must tell you something though, my son and no matter what this information brings to light, know that James and I will always love you.
Harry......James is not your biological father.
I know this may come as a shock to you and you might not believe that its real, but it is. You probably look like James, right? Well I was always rather good at Charms, your appearance is nothing but a Charm, Harry. A Charm, to protect you and your father from the likes of Voldemort.
Please understand that we did this for your safety and the safety of your father. Understand, also, that it is not his fault, even though neither him or I loved each other, we were good friends. You see, I thought that he had drugged me at first, but I then found out that he had been put under the Imperious Curse, unknowingly of course, by Lucius Malfoy, who was 'punishing' him for not killing a small girl on their last mission.
Your father, Harry, is........Severus Snape.
Please don't blame him for what happened, I don't. James and I were the only two who knew of your true parentage, not even Albus Dumbledore (if he is alive, find him) knew. I know that Severus would never do a thing like that, even if it would have meant his life.
I pray that he, at least, is still alive. If he is, he most likely is still working at Hogwarts as a Potion's Master so you probably already know him. He is a spy, Harry, so please don't think that he is for the dark side. He probably, isn't very nice to you because of you supposedly being James' son (the two didn't really get along). Please Harry, get to know him, give him a chance and get to see the man under the mask. You deserve a family, as does he, you can both be happy.
I would write him a letter, but it would be to risky to send two letters with valuable information in them. I am already risking to much by sending you this, but you had to hear this from me. Please, tell him. He needs to know also.
James will always love you Harry, even if he isn't your biological father, he is still your Dad.
Please, be safe.
Love you always.
Your Mother,
Lily Anne Evans-Potter'
Harry sat there, staring at the old letter. He didn't realize the teardrops that had fallen onto the letter while he had been reading it. Only one thing stayed in his mind.
'Severus Snape is my father.....'
There was an odd ringing in the back of his head as he tried to comprehend the words.
No. This-this couldn't be real, it was a joke-a joke from Fred and George.....a-a birthday joke. He knew it wasn't though. They wouldn't do something like this, besides he could almost see his mother, sitting in a rocking chair beside his crib, writing this as she peered down upon him fondly.
His breath hitched as more tears came, his vision blurring horribly.
He wasn't Harry James Potter...no, that boy never existed. He was Harry James 'Snape.' It even sounded wrong.
'My father hates me.....' he thought and was suddenly assaulted by many questions.
'What would Ron think? Hermione? Remus? Snape?!! How could the greasy-git be his father?!!! Dumbledore? Wasn't the old man supposed to know everything?! Sirius? What would Sirius have thought if he had known that his godson was really the son of the person he hated most?!'
At the thought of Sirius, the damn finally broke and Harry collapsed on his bed, sobbing hysterically, clutching the letter, the only thing he had left of his mother, like it was his only anchor to life.
He wasn't Harry Potter, the Quidditch star seeker, the Gryffindor Golden- Boy of Hogwarts, beloved son of Lily and James Potter, no....
He was Harry Snape, (Eugh!) son of the most hated teacher in school, the accident, who was even hated by his own father.
Would Dumbledore and his friends abandon him? Would Snape abuse him like the Dursley's had?
Harry sat for, he didn't know how long, sobbing.
Everything always went wrong, it always happened to him.
He hated his life................
(@) So what did you think? OOC? I'm not good at letters....
I'm also not a good rater, do you think this story is PG-13? I doubt it but I really don't feel like having my story kicked off ff.net because I cant rate good.
ALSO I heard that the sixth book as well as the book 'Muggles and Magic' is coming out shortly after the movie does. DO YOU KNOW IF ITS TRUE OR JUST A RUMOR?! I really don't want to get my hopes up for some stupid rumor though so please, tell me if you know if its true or not.......
Well R&R!
Thanx!!