Hey guys. I am so sorry I have been inactive so much, but for a while I got into a writing slump and it is hard to find time to write with college, but I try. I do not believe I will update at a set time like I said I would, but I will try not to go MIA again without a warning and I will try to update more frequently. Putting a set date for posting my fic is not possible right now and its not fair for you guys. Thank you for all your continued support for my work and now enjoy chapter 8. Hope ya'll are staying safe with covid and if your school is having spring break soon have a good spring break. Toodles ?- Elf

Family Heritage

Name: Hadrian Polaris Prince

Birthdate: July 13th, 1980

Mother: Lily Evans Snape Rusu

Father: Severus Tobias Snape Rusu

Maternal Grandma: Rose Evans

Maternal Grandpa: Noah Evans

Paternal Grandma: Ruslana Lungu Rusu

Paternal Grandpa: Allan Rusu

Godmother: Bellatrix Black Riddle

Godfather: Tom Marvolo Riddle

Secondary Godmother: Minerva McGonagall

Secondary Godfather: James Potter

Magical Abilities and Spells on thy person

Natural Occumulens and Natural Legimency- 95% blocked by Albus Dumbledore, 5% broken

Parseltongue- 100% blocked by Albus Dumbledore, 100% broken

Mage Sight- 100% blocked by Albus Dumbledor, 75% broken

Horcrux- part of Lord Riddle's soul imbued in forehead scar

Magical Potions in System

Loyalty potion keyed to Albus Dumbledore. 65% broken

Hatred potion keyed toward Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy, Draco Malfoy. 80% broken

Intelligence Blocker potion. 50% broken

Inheritances

Rusu Child Trust Vault

Prince Vault- next heir after father

Potter Vault- heir through familial bond with James Potter

Slytherin Vault- heir through mother's blood

Founder's Vault- heir through Hogwarts magic

Harry finished reading off the list and his eyes were bursting out of his head.

"Thank you for showing me this Griphook. I should be surprised I have all these spells and magic on me, but I am not. It's just my fortune."

"Your welcome Heir Potter," said Griphook. "I know you wish to get those potions and magics and out of you, but before we get you cleansed, I believe your true father and your grandparents are in the bank now. I have been requested by your father to bring him to you before you are cleansed, if I have your permission? Your father asked me to tell you that he wished to talk to you and answer any questions you have before you are cleansed. He also wanted to talk to you in private, instead of overwhelming you with the rest of your found family at once."

"I can do that Griphook, I understand my father's reasoning," said Harry with a tired, half smile on his face.

With that Griphook got up from behind his cherry wood desk and said, "Excuse me for a minute heir Potter, while I bring your father to you. I will have one of my Goblin brothers to bring you in tea and some other refreshments."

Harry nodded and said, "Thank you Griphook," Harry said quietly, and just relaxed back into the comfy, leather chair on the other side of Griphook's desk. Harry watched Griphook walk out of a side door of his office and waited for Griphook and his father to appear. Harry was not lost in his thoughts but rather lost in his lack of them due to shock he just learned through the test Griphook had just performed on him. Harry barely registered the Goblin bringing in some scones and biscuits and a tea service. Although Harry managed to pull out of his stupor and thank the goblin in Gobbledygook before the Goblin left the room. The goblin acknowledged Harry is thank you with the goblin word for your welcome and with a nod of his head he left out of the side door, the same door that Griphook used.

Harry did not touch the tea or food, since even though Griphook it said it was for him, he felt like he had to wait for everyone else to get their food first. It was a long-ingrained habit he had gained from his life growing up with the Dursley's. As Harry was just about to try and get a biscuit despite the voice in his head telling him he cannot get one and that freaks like him do not deserve it, his arm already part of the way stretched out, Harry heard the side door open and then he snatched his arm back as if it was burnt. In through the side door, pass the threshold, stepped Griphook and next to him was Harry's father.

Griphook gestured for Severus to take a seat in the chair right next to Harry and he told him, "please help yourself to some refreshments, that includes you as well Harry," Griphook said with a pointed look. The boy needed to eat more thought Griphook, a little nudging to eat more will not hurt him. Hopefully, once Harry is cleansed and the healing process is started, Harry can start to gain some weight and know what a true family is. Griphook then took a seat behind his desk and started working on the dreaded paperwork involving his client and to give his client and his father some semblance of privacy.

As Griphook took a seat behind his desk, Severus took a seat next to his son as Griphook suggested, and really took the time to look at Hadrian his son. With all of Dumbledore's manipulations still on his person, Severus could not really see Harry for who he was during the time teaching him in the past four years in Hogwarts. Severus did not know what to say to his son, someone who he hated and downright was cruel to, even though not all the actions were his own. But he needed to try. Severus is not a man for apologizing, but he needed to let his son know that he was loved and that he should have never been treated that way by Severus and by anyone else for that matter. Severus loved his son since the moment his beloved gave birth to him. Thus, Severus cleared his throat and Harry looked up from his shoes for the first time since Severus and Griphook walked in. /p

p "Hello Harry. I cannot say I fully understand how you are feeling, but I can understand your shock to an extent, because I too was under Dumbledore's manipulations and it was not until after the Tournament and I came here and got cleansed, that my memories were retained. To my astonishment, I had a son, you to be precise. I was shocked to think that the sun of my supposably hated high school rival was not my rival's son, but mine, and that I had treated you so horribly. Once my memories were returned, I learned that I made up with James in school and I married Lily and had you. Most of my memories of that time before the cleansing were fake, or heavily tampered versions of the real memory. Please know Harry, I loved you from the day you were born, and if I knew that you were my son, I would have raised you and protected you so much. Despite being under Dumbledore's spells, my actions towards you these past 4 years have been atrocious and cruel, and I am deeply sorry. I hope with time and trust you can forgive me and my actions, I do not expect my actions towards you to be forgotten or forgiven just because I am your father. You have the right to be angry at me and I was in the wrong but know that no one deserves to be treated the way you were by me and that I am going to care for you and love you now as your father, if you will let me. Oh, how I love you my son," Severus ended with a glisten of tears in his eyes that had not spilled over his cheeks.

Harry did not know what to think. Why was his father apologizing to him? He deserved to be treated cruelly, or at least that is what he had been taught and thought for most of his years growing up and I school. Now, Harry had a flickering of hope in his belly that things would get better and that he would get the family he always wanted. His father loved him. His. Father. Loved. Him. And then without thinking and with all the emotions swirling inside of him, Harry looked at Severus and said in a quiet and shake voice, "Can I call you dad?"

Severus's jaded heart warmed a bit when he heard those sweet words that his son, is beautiful son had just uttered. "Oh child, you can call me anything you like. I am not going to force you to call me dad if you are not comfortable with it at first considering our past, but I would love it if you called me dad," Severus said. Severus then opened his arms to invite Harry for a hug.

Harry listened to what his father had to say and then the hope and joy in his chest grew more and with all the emotions of the day, when he saw Severus offer a hug, for once in his life Harry did not hesitate at the given comfort. Harry got out of his seat and crossed the small threshold in between their two chairs and embraced his father. It was just like the hugs harry imagined that other kids would get, but he never did, but the real thing was even better. Severus wrapped his arms around Harry and put him on his lap and then hugged Harry tightly around the torso. Harry had his arms around Severus, and he was not worried about Severus's arms around him because they applied the right amount of pressure where it felt secure and safe, but not constricting. Harry clung on to Severus's torso and robe like a lifeline. He hugged Severus like they would never see each other again and for once in his life he felt safe and loved.