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Chapter Severn

Severus' eyes went wide at what Harry had said, "Dad." He looked over to his son. "I didn't think you would call me that so soon after we had found out about you being my child."

Harry just smiled. "I already knew that you were my dad," he said as he gave a crooked little smiled that Severus remembered James doing when he knew something no one else did.

Severus smirked and said softly, "You look like James when you smile like that."

Harry laughed as he heard those words, he thought of something Ron had said not so long ago. "I may smile like him, but Ron's says I have your scowl down to a tee, and I look just like you when I do so," he told the older man.

"I shall be waiting for you to say something witty and sarcastic and then we shall see if you have inherited the Snarky Snape Gene." Severus smiled in humour as he put an arm around the younger man and gave him a small one-armed hug.

"Well, you know I have the scowling Snape gene and the making people cry Snape gene. Draco, Hermione, Ron and a crying Colin Creevey can attest to that." Harry scowled as he remembered the picture taking Gryffindor.

"And may I ask why Mr. Creevey would be crying because of you?" Severus asked the young man as he saw the exact replica of his best scowl on his son's face.

Harry looked up at him and smirked. "I had just finished a gruelling Quidditch practice for our next game against Slytherin, so we could make sure to flatten them. He wanted another picture, as usual, I however was not in the mood to be gawked, pictured or awed at, all I wanted to do was to go and have a long soak in a bath somewhere. I told him to get out of my way so I could go, I also threatened him that if he didn't move I may just shove that camera of his where the sun don't shine. He totally ignored me, so I scowled and said as coldly as I could, that if he didn't move he would find a couple of snakes in his bed. He is afraid to the point of a phobia of them. My luck was with me that day as one of the four snakes that live around Hogwarts was wandering by, so I called him over and asked him to act threatening to Colin. I held him up and waved him slightly in front of his face. I have never seen him without his camera in his hands. I did that day. He had dropped his camera and ran of screaming and crying. I still have his camera, it decorates my dorm room." Harry laughed as he finished his small tale.

Severus laughed with him. "Defiantly a Snape," he agreed with the young man.

"He hasn't taken a picture of me since then and has taken great pains to avoid being alone with me, or even near me," Harry said, smiling up at his dad. He felt content and happy know he now had someone he could share these school time tales with, like Ron and Hermione did with their own parents.

"Anyway I have gone off track a little," Severus said, a smile gracing his usually stern face. "How did you know I was your father before Jimmy's letters came through to us?" He then asked.

Harry gave a little chuckle. "Hermione found an old charm which revealed the parents of a person. She did it for Ron first and then for me. I saw my father first and then where I thought I would see my mum I saw you instead."

Severus smiled a little and asked, "You still call her mother?"

"Yes I do. She may not have been related to me, but she sacrificed her own life to keep me alive, in more ways than one," Harry answered honestly. He knew that he could have easily hurt his newfound father if he had said the wrong thing, or said it the wrong way.

"In what other ways?" Severus asked, he felt a little better with Harry's answer.

"She gave up the chance of being married to someone she loved, of having a family of her own. She gave her life and protected me from the killing curse Voldemort sent to me," Harry explained as best as he could.

"I see, yes I agree with you, she should be honoured for what she has done for you," Severus said as he understood Harry's reasoning. "May I ask why you didn't inform me that I was your father when you found out?" He then asked his son.

"You were a spy when I found out. I knew that if Voldemort found out I was your son he would get you to bring me to him, it could have gotten you killed. I made Ron and Hermione promise me that they wouldn't say anything. I decided that if you didn't know by the time Voldemort was killed or that you were revealed as a spy, then I would tell you myself," Harry explained as he looked at his hand in his lap. "I had only just found out that I have a living, magical family, and I didn't want to lose you so soon," he added, he was always fearful of something happening to those he called family.

"I understand Harry. I didn't want to lose James to the Dark Lord, so I broke things off with him. It didn't matter though, as I still lost him to that mad man," Severus told the young man sadly. He still hurt from when he had found out James had been killed.

Harry hugged his dad, hoping it would make the older man feel a little better. "He understood why you broke things off. He knew something could happen if you had stayed together," Harry tried to reassure his dad that he had done the right thing.

"I know." Severus smiled. "Is there anything you would like to know?" He asked the young man.

"Yes there is. One, how did Voldemort find out about you, and two, why is Draco here?" He asked, he was a little curious.

Severus gave a small chuckle; he knew that Harry would ask those questions before anything else. "Well the answers to those questions are the same. Albus said that if I could save Draco from become a Death Eater then I should do so, even if that meant revealing myself as a spy. Draco was to be marked at the beginning of summer. He stood up to the Dark Lord and said, when he was offered to become one of his most trusted, and I quote, 'I would not join a half blood hypocrite, my so called father seems to forget he is a Malfoy, a Malfoy doesn't bow down to anyone.' He was promptly cursed," Severus answered his young son.

"I don't think Voldemort was pleased with that," Harry murmured.

"No he wasn't. He carried on cursing Draco, and then Lucius joined in. I could not stand by for long, and then they were going to cast the killing curse, so I rushed in and used the emergency portkey Albus gave to me when I first started spying. It took a while for Draco to heal; even now he is not fully healed because of the number of Cruciatus curses he was subjected to. It has left him with the shakes and muscle spasms, though they are going away slowly," Severus finished as he wrapped his own arms around Harry.

"You love him, like a father. So of course you will help if he needed you, and he did," Harry said softly.

"Yes I do very much; I have known him since he was a newborn. I love him as I am coming to love you," Severus said as he placed a fatherly kiss on Harry's inky black hair.

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