Never Made it to Privet Drive

Let me first start by saying that this and the next four fics snip its that I'll be posting are not fix-it fics.I loves these fandoms and believe the words of their creators to be gospel.However, I'm one of those annoying fans who constantly wondering 'what it'. I have at least thousands what if fics in my head and on my desktop and in my journals. So I kind of wanted to post some of those what ifs and rewrites, but don't really know where to start. So I started here.Let me know what you think.I own nothing, Harry Potter and the Wizarding World is the brilliant brain child of J.K. Rowling.Enjoy.

Never Made it to Privet Drive

CRACK

Severus didn't even wait for the second crack as he rushed for the front gate to the Potter home.

CRACK

"Severus, wait." Sirius hissed, hurrying after him. "Severus!"

But Severus wasn't listening. He stared horrified at the gate hanging on its hinges for only a second before running for the front door. The door was in a similar state making the blood flood from his face.

"Sirius…" he whimpered, his voice breaking at the end.

"Severus." Sirius urged, grabbing his fiance's wrist. "Don't leave my side. We don't know what's in there. He might be in there."

"No," Severus shook his head, tears starting to slip past his chin. "We're too late. They're…"

"You don't know that." Sirius insisted, stepping past the ruined door. "C'mon."

The house was in a horrid state of disarray, furniture overturned, glass littered the floor, and scorch marks marred the walls. Severus was starting to feel sick. The sight slowly breaking his heart and ridding him of hope.

There was a sudden infantile wailing on the second floor, getting their attention. They didn't hesitate, running up the stairs and down the hall.

"James!" Sirius cried falling to his knees at the body of his best friend.

James Potter lay in front of a door with a horrified look on his face, his lifeless eyes staring at the ceiling.

"No." Sirius wailed. "No, James, no."

Severus kneeled down with his lover hugging him around the shoulders in an effort to contort him. He had no love for James but he felt a pain in his chest for Sirius's loss. And the sight of his school bully lying lifeless was never a sight he wanted to see. He would never wish this on James, not even after all he did.

The wailing got louder then, just behind the door at which James lay before.

"Go," Sirius told Severus. "Go, make sure the boy's alright."

He wanted to stay and confront his lover but knew that he shouldn't waste any time when it came to the babe. He gave the dog-ish man a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder before leveling his wand and pushing the door open. The wailing was absolutely distraught and when he stepped in the room he understood why.

"Greyback!" he snarled as the overgrown werewolf turned to face him. He was looming over the crib, making Snape see red. He would not let this monster hurt his godson. "Stupefy!"

With a wave of his wand, the wolf-wizard was thrown across the room and into the wall knocking him out making the babe cry even louder in fear. Hearing his fiance's spell, Sirius came running into the room and glared at Greyback.

"Incarcerous," he growled flicking his wand conjuring a thick rope that wound itself tightly around the werewolf. "It's alright." Sirius suddenly cooed going to the babe, sweeping him into his arms and cradling the little boy to his chest. "You're alright little pup." he hushed rocking the babe side to side gently.

He scrutinized the boy noticing the mark on his brow, a bolt of lightning-shaped scar.

"Oh, Merlin." Sirius gasped, catching Severus's attention. "A dark mark."

"He's been touched by the killing curse." Severus whispered.

"But he isn't dead." Sirius gaped looking up at Snape. "Does he honestly have that much power?"

"No." Severus shook his head sensing the magik coming off the infant. "Someone used accident magic, something no one knows how to use now."

"But who could have-"

"Lily." Severus hissed looking around the room.

"Of course." Sirius smiled knowing full well that James's wife was one of the cleverest witches of their generation.

"Where is she?" Snape demanded, only to look back at the crib and find his answer. "Oh no…" he whimpered. "No, no, no!"

There laying halfway behind the babe's crib, was Lily Potter eyes wide and blank. Severus dropped to his knees, shaky hands reaching out to cradle the body of his best friend to his chest as he sobbed. He couldn't believe it. Lily Potter, always Lily Evans to him, was dead. His best friend who had always been by his side in school. Who had always defended him from her future husband. Who had forgiven him for calling her awful names. Who had helped him realize that he was in love with Sirius. Who had named him and his fiance her son's godfather. She was dead, and though he knew there was most likely nothing could have done, he couldn't help but feel that he should have done something.

Sirius watched, tears streaming down his cheek. He silently mourned the death of his friends, before turning a murderous glare to the werewolf. He knew it wasn't him who killed his friends. Voldemort did that, most likely Greyback was meant for back up should other wizards show up. But still. What was he doing over Harry's crib? Now worried, and thinking of his other friend, he began to check over the boy. He gently rubbed the boy's limbs hoping to find nothing. But unfortunately, he touched something sending the boy in an upset crying fit. Snape looked back up still trying to calm his sobs.

"What is it?" he asked, with a small hiccup. "What's wrong with him?"

"We need to get him to Dumbledore." Sirius hissed. "Bring Greyback. We'll owl Remus once we're there."

Gently Severus set his friend down, knowing that she would want him to look after her son despite what he felt- that's what his job as godfather demanded.

"What is it?" He demanded looking over the boy quite worried. "What's wrong with him?"

"We can't apparate." Sirius shook his head. "You go ahead," he told him. "I'll summon my bike and ride to Hogwarts. You send an owl to Remus and tell Dumbledore what's happened. I'll send one to the ministry to have some Auroras take Greyback away."

"What am I to tell him about the boy?" Severus demanded getting scared. "What has happened to him."

Sirius growled glaring at the unconscious wolfman.

"The bastard bit him." he snarled. "He bit Harry."

For Severus, the whole world seemed to stop at his lover's words. Just when he thought; thank Merlin, the boy is safe. How could this happen? If only they had gotten there faster. They hadn't been at it more than thirty seconds and already they had failed at their role as godfathers.

"Severus." Sirius called snapping the pale man out of his inner torment.

"Yes?" Severus gasped.

"You have to go." Sirius reminded. "Get to Dumbledore, owl Remus. Tell them what happened. We need to know our next step by the time I get there. Hurry."

"Yes, yes." Severus agreed rushing forward only to pause and turn back. "Do not take any risks." He told his fiance. "You keep that boy and yourself safe. I better see you at Hogwarts within the hour."

"I'll be fine," Sirius assured. "I'll keep the pup safe, don't you worry. Now go, hurry."

And with that Snape popped out of existence. Sirius gave himself a moment to breathe. Everything had happened so fast after they had gotten there. And now he had an unconscious wizard wolf and a one-year-old toddler. He barely had any time to mourn the deaths of his dearest friends and now he had to summon the Aurors and his motorcycle. When things settled down he would take the chance to grieve and comfort his fiance who must also be feeling dreadfully miserable. But for now, he had work to do.

He juggled the dozing babe as he charmed a quill to write a message to his fellow Aurors then used his wand to float it to the fireplace where it would be received in another and hopefully would summon the needed help. He then went to work summoning his bike and then proceeded to wait. There was nothing he could do until the Aurors got there. And he couldn't apparate with little Harry while he was only a babe. But he still didn't want to spend nearly any time in that house. But he couldn't leave. He needs to watch and make sure that Greyback didn't escape. That monster was now the greatest threat to Harry and to his friend Remus. Which reminded him of another friend. Peter Pettigrew.

"I'll kill him." Sirius hissed rocking Harry gently again. "I swear, if I ever find him, I will kill him."

He had known for a while that Peter was the secret keeper for the Potters. James had trust the stout man completely. They all had. All except Severus. He knew something was off about the man. And now he regretted not listening to his fiance. Peter had told Voldemort everything. And now, his friends were dead and Harry was an orphan. Looking down at the little pup, Sirius then swore once more.

"You will know about this night, pup," he promised with a smile. "You will know that your parents were the bravest people in the world and that they loved you more than anything. You will also never be unloved. I will love and care for you until the end of my days. And so will Severus. We will love you just as fiercely as your parents. Don't you worry little pup. Nothing will ever harm you. Not as long as we live."

The bike showed up shortly after that, and the Aurors after that. They took Greyback- who was still knocked out- to Askaband then got a report from Sirius. They had wanted to take Harry but Sirius had laughed and said over my dead body, then proceeded to fashion a sling around his chest and rest Harry- bundled in a thick blanket- in it so he could straddle the seat and rev the engine to life. To his relief and joy, baby Harry seemed to love being in the air. No doubt James would have taken him flying even at such a young age. It was a long way to Hogwarts but he'd rather take the boy there where he knew for certain that he would be safe. Though the dark lord may be gone, his followers were still at large for the time being including his estranged cousin. Hogwarts was for the best.

They had barely made it to Scotland when Sirius checked once again on the babe and found him asleep. He wished that the boy could remain as peaceful as this moment for the rest of his life, but knew harsh times were in store for him. There won't be a child in the wizarding world that won't know his name. And most of Voldemort's followers will vie for his death. If he recalled, the Malfoy's had a son just about Harry's age. Most likely he and all the other children born to the old families will hate Harry. Sirius would do anything to keep all this from happening if he could.

Hogwarts loomed on a cliff just a few yards before him making him sigh with relief. He had made it. They were safe.

"Sirius." McGonagall called as he entered the great hall. "At last you've arrived."

"Where are Severus and Dumbledore." Sirius urged in lieu of greeting.

"In his office." She assured, ignoring his lack of manners gaping at the bundle in Sirius's arms. "Is that him?" she asked breathlessly.

"Yeah." Sirius's tone took on a softer note as he looked down holding the sleeping boy so McGonagall could see him. "This is Harry James Potter."

"Oh, the poor wee one." McGonagall murmured so as not to wake him. "Come, Dumbledore and Severus are waiting for you with Remus."

He followed her through the school wondering if the students were in there feasting in the hall or if they had retired to their dormitories. All he hoped at this moment was that none of them would see him or the babe in his arms. He didn't want to delay this any more than he already had. They needed to find a way to either treat or prevent the bites virus.

"Sirius." Severus breathed, relieved to see both he and the babe safe and finally back in his sight.

"We're fine, Sev." Sirius assured with a feeble smile, the stress of the night finally wearing on him. "Remus." he smiled to his friend, then to the headmaster. "Dumbledore."

"Let me see the boy, Black." Dumbledore wheezed holding out his arms.

Reluctantly Sirius handed over the babe, his arms sore and now slack at his sides. Severus came to his side and watched nervously as Dumbledore and Remus looked over the boy. Just wanting to feel less anxious, Sirius reached out and took Severus's hand. They weren't one's for PDA but this was an extraordinary situation. At this moment they desperately needed each other.

"What do you think, Remus?" Dumbledore asked.

"I'm afraid too much time has passed." Remus murmured rubbing his face, he looked haggard and worn, and absolutely miserable. "We can give him the same kind of potion I take when he comes into his wolf hood, but there isn't much else to do."

"You're absolutely sure?" Severus said grimly, he had already feared and suspected this outcome, though it did not make him feel any better to have it confirmed. "That is all that can be done?"

"That can't be." Sirius urged. "Look again, Remus. There has to be something we can do."

"There is nothing to be done, my friend." Remus insisted grimly. "The boy will be a werewolf. We will need to take precautions. We need to plan our next move very carefully."

"The first thing we need to do is find where the boy will stay." Dumbledore rasped looking to the men in the room. "With the circumstances of this night, this boy will be beyond famous. He won't even know why. Something like that could reap something terrible."

"What do you mean headmaster?" Severus asked, placing a hand on Sirius's shoulder to ground him.

"Fame can spoil something good just as much as it could empower them." the headmaster informed rocking the babe gently. "We do not want to risk this. Therefore, I suggest that we send the boy to his aunt on Private drive."

"Who?" Sirius asked, suddenly alert.

"Lily's sister, Petunia Dursley," Dumbledore informed. "She and her husband have a son roughly Harry's age. I think it would be good for him to live in a world away from ours."

"No." Severus cried stepping forward. "You can't! I've known Lily since we were children. I've met her sister. I've heard stories about that man she married. They are the worst sort of muggle- no people- in the whole of the UK. You can't send him there. They-"

"Are the only family he has now." Dumbledore insisted.

"You're wrong." Sirius advanced standing next to Snape now. "He has us. James and Lily named us Harry's godfathers. Should anything happen to them, then it was up to us to take care of their son. He will be coming with us."

"Sirius-" but Severus didn't let Dumbledore have his way this time.

"No." Severus gritted. "We are his godfathers. We are to take him and care for him. We will keep him humble. We will not let him follow Voldemort's path. I won't let him."

"Severus-"

"We are taking him." Severus urged stepping forward and gently taking the babe. "Remus, I would like for you to send me your notes on werewolf potions so I may make a stock of it for Harry when he is older." Remus nodded to him, as Severus cradled the boy to his chest protectively. "Dumbledore, I would like to request two weeks off for mourning and acclimating with the new situation." he didn't wait for Dumbledore to answer as he walked back to a shocked looking Sirius.

"Let's go home," he told him. "We have a lot to do now. C'mon. We'll have to take your bike. Give me the sling."

Sirius didn't argue. He quickly took off the sling and helped Severus situate it on. Then he watched as his fiance gently lay the babe in it and cradled him against the chest.

"Severus-" Dumbledore called.

"No." was all the former Slytherin said as he walked away.

Sirius quickly nodded to Remus, promising to talk as soon as he could then jogged off to catch up with the other man and babe. When he found them Severus was still fuming, pacing in front of Sirius's bike. Sirius watched him for a moment, almost laughing as he saw little Harry looking up at the other man with keen interest before giggling adorably.

"Severus." he called.

"He, that man," Severus growled. "He is as brilliant as they come, but a dim twat."

"Now come on Severus." Sirius soothed.

"I know all about that muggle he wanted to send the boy to." Severus gritted. "She and her no-good husband would have tortured the boy. Would have tried to break him. May have even managed it. It may have very well turned him into the dark wizard Dumbledore feared so much. He would grow up without knowing what he is. He will fear his power thanks to those Muggles. He needs to be raised by wizards. Needs to know where he comes from. Who his parents are. Lily left him to me as did James with you. He had no right to try to take the boy from our care."

Severus was panting then and had stopped pacing. Little Harry was smiling up at him, seeming to find Severus's tantrum amusing. Sirius found it very much endearing.

"C'mon then." Sirius smiled straddling his bike. "As you said, we have a lot to do. I'm gonna have to pull my cradle out of storage and send Creature for food and such."

Severus nodded climbing onto the bike wrapping an arm around Sirius's waist and the other around the boy. They were in the air soon enough and zooming for Grimmauld Place. Severus rested his cheek on Sirius's shoulder staring down at the babe who was slowly falling asleep. He was a parent now. It was an odd thought but a true one. He, Severus Snape, was a father, or well a godfather who had now adopted his godson unofficially. He wasn't even married to his fiance yet. They were waiting for a good chance. With Severus acting as a spy for the Order it was never safe. Even he couldn't make Voldemort see the edge to one of his followers marrying the enemy even as a farce. Yet now, the Dark Lord was gone. Dead or just too weak to rise, it didn't matter. It was done and he was free to do as he pleased. And all he wanted to do now was get the babe to bed and mourn with his fiance as the loss of their friends. He would have to figure out how to be a parent the next day.

They had reached Grimmauld place in mere minutes. Little Harry was still asleep at Severus's chest as he made his way to the tea room, waving his wand so that the kettle was now warming and two mugs set themselves on the tea table. A spoon moved all on its own, scooping up sugar and dumping into the mugs, another doing the same with the honey. Severus sat at the table with the babe, unconsciously rocking him. The kettle barely started whistling when Severus held out his hand and summoned it to him so it could pour the water into the mugs. Two teabags lifted on their own and plopped one each in the mugs. Some milk was poured and the tea was ready. Severus took a tentative sip and waited for his fiance. But he didn't have to wait long.

"Is it wrong that the sight before me makes me a bit happy?" Sirius asked quietly.

Severus looked behind him and managed a halfhearted snear.

"Considering the circumstances, I believe you are aloud a bit of happiness considering it won't last most likely." he answered just as quietly.

"You're a bit dark sometimes." Sirius chuckled but it was a sorry sound. "Accio, cradle." with a wave of his wand Sirius's old baby cradle came floating down the stairs. With a few more waves a large blanket was conjured, folding in on itself so it formed a nice cushion. Snape smiled at him, standing and placing the babe in the cradle gently. "Flying put's the boy right to sleep. Most comfortable in the air." Sirius chuckled. "Definitely James's son."

"Don't remind me." Severus groaned, stepping back. "I'm already dreading his teen years."

"He is also Lily's son." Sirius reminded him, wrapping an arm around Severus's shoulder. "He'll have his father's knack for trouble for sure."

Severus snorted. "Especially with you raising him."

"But he'll have his mother's gentleness," Sirius assured. "We'll see to it."

At this Severus coughed. Sirius knew he was crying now, quiet and sorrowful. He held him close and let him get it out while several of his own tears streamed down his cheeks.

From that night on, their lives had changed, for better or for worse… well, they would just have to see.

I hope you liked it.If this story receives a good rep I'll start working on the seven story- one shot in the near future.Let me know what you think.This was a lot a fun to write and I hope you enjoyed reading this as much I did writing.Hope to see you in the next story.