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Ch 2-Harry

July 29th

He didn't know what was going on.

He knew nobody grew that fast.

But he had.

Six inches in one month.

SIX!

It wasn't possible.

And of course his relatives noticed.

They attributed it to his freakishness.

It wasn't too bad at first.

Once he was taller than Uncle Vernon was when the problems started.

Sure, he'd been beaten before, and it had gotten worse when his freakish growth spurt started.

But that was nothing compared to this.

Now Uncle Vernon and Dudley worked together to beat him up sometimes.

Other times it would just be one of them.

He actually preferred Dudley.

Dudley hit him, punched him, and kicked him.

Uncle Vernon did that, and he choked him, whipped him, threw things at him, and tied him up.

Harry was forced to write letters saying everything was fine.

He couldn't leave the house.

He was stuck. Now it was late, he had to go to sleep if he wanted to stay awake while he did his chores.

While Harry slept an owl came and dropped off a letter.­­

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July 30th

When Harry woke up he immediately noticed the letter.­­­­­­

"Wonder who that's from?" he whispered.

"BOY!"

"Yes, Uncle Vernon?"

"GET DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!"

"Yes, Uncle Vernon."

/Looks like I'll have to read it later./

When he was finally done with his chores that night he ran to his room, wanting to read his letter.

Grabbing it from under the loose floorboard he opened it and began to read. (he doesn't check, but it's got the same date as Severus')

Harry,

If you're reading this it means I died before I was able to talk to your father. No, I'm not talking about James.

James is a good friend who decided to help me out, pretending to be my husband as the man I wanted to marry couldn't, for both his and my safety.

I've written him a letter as well, as he didn't know you were his.

Your father is Severus Snape.

Hopefully he'll claim you as his own now that he knows.

Oh, you've probably noticed yourself starting to change over the last month. This is because the glamour I placed on you is starting to wear off, and should be done in another month.

Even though you weren't his, James loved you as his own.

I love you, son, and hope everything goes well between you and your father.

Mom (Lily Potter)

Harry stared at the letter.

/James isn't my father. Snape is. I'm not a Potter, I'm a Snape. How could mom love that greasy git? …He must not have been as much of a git back then./

Harry decided to think on it later. It was almost midnight, he was almost 16

And there's chapter two

Next chapter: Severus goes to talk to Harry, but what does he find out in the process?

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