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Summary: Harry loves Severus, but has to go back in time because Voldemort went to kill his parents. Voldemorts comes back, but the teenage Sirius, Remus, James, and Lily tag along. What happens when they find out about Sev and Harrys' relationship? SSHP, HPSS Ss/Hp, Snarry, or whatever you want to call it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

WARNING: This story contains slash. Don't like, don't read. No flames about slash, please.

Chapter 2

'Why did I let them drag me into this...? Why, oh why?' Harry was sitting in Dumbledore's office, at wand point.

"Who are you?" Dumbledore demanded. There were still a few streaks of auburn in his beard, and he didn't have as many wrinkles.

"Harry Potter, sir." He said. Without Sev he was more childish. Not that he was innocent in any means.

"Who are you and why are you here?" Dumbledore asked.

"I'm Harry Potter and I'm here because you sent me."

"I sent for you?" Dumbledore asked, misinterpreting his words.

"No, you sent me here. Well, not you, more like an older you, but-," Dumbledore sprang up, a bright smile on his face.

"You must be the time traveler! I sent myself a letter, apparently, and I'm glad you're here. Tom is getting more and more courage; someone needs to take him down a peg." Harry backed away.

"Oh, no. I'm not here to get rid of your Voldemort; I'm here to get MY Voldemort out and my parents safe." Dumbledore looked a bit disappointed, but brightened up.

"I guess we'll have to introduce to the rest of the school. We haven't had a time traveler in years..." He was lost in thought. "Do you want to get cleaned up?" Harry looked at himself. His hair was messy, his jeans dirty, and his jacket torn.

"Yes please." As he went out of the room he heard Dumbledore say,

"James and Lily. I never would have guessed."

Harry stood in front a mirror.

"Oh, aren't you a cutie." It said. Harry had on a leather jacket, denim jeans, and a green shirt. His hair was tied back at the nape of his neck. He had taken Sev's eye correcting potion, which worked for 24 hours and then needed to be taken again. It made his eyes stand out. Around his neck was the ring Sev had given him. It was on a cord, and was a snake biting its tail. Over the last two years he had out grown James's boyish face, and had taken more of Lily's pointed features. His cheek bones were higher and more prominent, and all ex-ex baby fat was gone. He looked positively Slytherin. Silas, his snake, didn't help. He could talk to him in his mind.

"Are you ready, Harry?" He heard Dumbledore say.

"Yeah." He replied and went out. Dumbledore frowned a bit at his Slytherin attire.

"What house are you in, Harry?" He asked.

"Gryffindor..." Harry answered. He would have said Slytherin, but he knew he had to leave this time's Sev alone. 'Here, Sev is a Death-Eater. A faithful one.' Dumbledore led him to an antechamber outside the great hall.

"Wait here." Dumbledore went into the great hall and most talking stopped. He heard him start talking. "Today we are housing a very special guest. A kind of guest that Hogwarts hasn't housed in a very long time. Please welcome son of James Potter and Lily Evans, Harry Potter, a time traveler." Harry walked in and all eyes were on him. James was whooping and had quieted at Harry's appearance.

"Umm, hi." He said. Dumbledore spoke up.

"Harry will be residing with the Seventh year Gryffindor's. Thank you." Harry went down to the Gryffindor table and James waved him over.

"Er, hi." He said awkwardly, and sat down. He started loading his plate. Everyone was looking at him. "What?" He asked, irritated.

"Are you really my son?" James asked.

"Yes..." He said.

"You look like a Slytherin!" Peter blurted out. Harry gave him a raised eyebrow.

"Really?" He drawled. Sirius shoved peter in the ribs.

"Sorry about him, he's a little... direct." Harry nodded.

"I could tell."

"You looked like Lily just then." Remus said. Harry gave a lopsided smile.

"I would, wouldn't I?" He started eating.

"So, Harry, how's life?" James asked.

"Good."

"Got your self a girlfriend yet?" He asked. Harry gave a smile.

"You could say that." He didn't know what they would say if he told them he was dating Severus Snape. They ate and made there way to the common room.

"This is the Gryffindor common room-,"

"I know." He said. In stead of the Fat Lady there was a picture of Godric Gryffindor.

"Zeus." James said and the portrait opened. "The boys dorms are on the left, and girls on the right." He said.

"The boy's dorms were on the right, er, before, I guess. Or would it be later?" Remus gave him an odd look. "What? It hasn't happened yet, so it would be later, not now." They got up and Harry started digging through his trunk. Silas, his snake, slithered out.

What are you doing? He asked. He could understand English.

"Looking for something."

What are you looking for?

"A book."

Which book?

"A photograph book."

Which photograph book? Sirius and James came in and froze when Harry spoke to Silas.

"Oh shut up."

"We didn't say anything!" Sirius said.

"Harry, is that a snake?" James looked wary of it.

"This is Silas. He's my familiar(sp?)." James sputtered.

"But- but he's a SNAKE!" Harry raised an eyebrow.

"Really? Gee, I thought he was a kneazle.(sp?) So sorry." He said sarcastically.

I resent that!

"I said shut up!" He looked at James. "Sorry about that, he's a little hyper."

"You can talk to it?"

"He's my familiar, what do you think?" Harry got his album and took out a picture of him and Sev. They were smiling and waving, in front of Spinners End, his home. Sev had his arm around Harry's waist, but you couldn't tell unless you were looking for it.

"Who's that?" Remus asked, looking at the happy picture.

"Sev. He's a friend." James raised an eyebrow.

"Sev? Are you sure that's a name?" Harry smiled. Sev. Severus. Severus Salazar Snape. The snape rolled off his tongue.

"It's an abbreviation."

"Of what?" Sirius asked.

"I can't tell you too much, Sirius." He smiled, amused.

"Come on, Harry!" James gave a lopsided smile. "You're my son! Who is he?" Harry shook his head.

"I'm going to bed."

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