Chapter 10

No one realised that the tall handsome boy they were all ogling at was in fact Harry Potter. He had changed! The charms his mother and Dumbledore had put over him, were now fading away. They had used charms that could be removed when he was younger, but when they went into hiding they used a more permanent one. It couldn't be broken with a finite incanatem but instead needed a long string of Latin.

Gone was Harry James Potter and in place, returned to what was rightfully his by birthright, was Harrison Alexander Snape, he was entering Hogwarts for the first time as himself. As Harrison started to find a compartment he discovered quite a bit. They were worried because Harry Potter was not on the Hogwarts Express and there was also someone walking around who looked like a potions teacher. He was nice looking and sexy, which made Harry blush but he managed to get it under control. He could not believe how easy it was for him to empty his mind now, and how easy it was to shut his emotions off. 'must be a Snape thing' thought Harry.

He sat reading his books until it was time to leave the train. He got into an empty horse-less carriage when he heard his name. Rolling his eyes he sat down and four people came crashing in, Ginny, Neville, Hermione and Ron, all trying to be friendly with him.

"Hey Harry. Are you ok?" asked Hermione as if nothing had happened, thinking he was going to step into the role of being the leader of the golden trio or the Saviour of Gryffindor.

"Aye, how are you mate?" said Ron, not really caring he was a bad actor. Harrison thought about how he was Harry but he liked to be called Harrison. It was the name his mother had given him and he had never been called anything apart from Harry. They had even taken his name from him.

"Harry. Are you ok?" asked Neville with true concern, "You look different from how you normally do. You are much taller and I guess you let your hair grow, and got rid of your glasses. You look much older and intelligent now." Neville himself had grown up too. The real interest in his voice made Harrison smile.

"I'm fine Neville. Thanks for noticing. You've lost weight and you look smarter too. Congratulations," said Harry, with real pride making Neville smile back.

"Thanks Harry. Are you continuing the D.A? I got an 'O' in my DADA OWL. Gran was impressed with me. I also got an 'O' in Herbology and Charms too, but the 'O' in Charms and Defence are all thanks to you. Everything I learned impressed them!" said Neville with a very un-Gryffindor like smirk; his true self seemed to be showing through.

Just as the carriage was about to move he said "Good bye Neville and try and find true friends. These will just betray you and it will blow up in your face. They have been stealing my money behind my back, how else do you think they could afford any clothes at all?" He jumped out of the carriage and got into the end one. To his surprise, Malfoy was sitting alone in it, 'of course' thought Harry 'all the Slytherins will be after him now that he has told everyone he is not being the Dark Lord's lackey'.

"Hey Draco. Sorry I didn't write again, I've been very busy," said Harry with a smirk, remembering the rubble of Slytherin Castle. It was a shame to blow up such a place but there was nothing else he could do.

"What did you blow up now? I've not seen anything in the paper," said Draco after seeing Harry smirk. Knowing what had happened, he was astonished that he could read Harry so well, after all they had only been on good terms about a month and he had only seen him for about half a day.

"Hmm, oh! Slytherin Castle. It is totally razed to the ground. I used the last of the bombs though. It will only be a little while until the final battle," said Harry as if it was every day you knock down Slytherins Castle.

"Slytherin Castle! Are you mad Harry?" whined Draco, considering it an insult to have not been invited and an even bigger one to have destroyed even a corner of Slytherin property.

"Sorry Draco," said Harry with a snigger, knowing he had insulted Draco. To be in a place that Salazar had built or even been in was a dream for every Slytherin out there.

"Well, you getting on with your dad yet Harry?" asked Draco curiously.

"No, we spoke but as I have told him, I am not going to be forgiving him as easily as that and perhaps not at all. If you knew me properly Draco, you would not want me to forgive him. Trust me!" said Harry.

"That bad?" asked Draco in dread, if that's how it was then Harry really was not going to forgive him.

"Yes that bad," said Harry before continuing, "Anyway, my name is Harrison Alexander Snape. I have my birth certificate; I got it from the Ministry. Well a copy anyway."

"Oh! So you've changed your name much then, Harrison," he expected Harry to be mad for calling him that. What he didn't know was that Harry was not mad. He was thrown when Harry smiled at him and he watched the transformation wide eyed.

"I'm not going to rip your head off. It's nice to be called your real name for once in your life. Not only was I denied my father, I was denied my name and my birthright," said Harry.

"Hey do you still get the Potter money?" asked Draco.

"Not only do I get the Potter money, I get the Snape and Black monies too!" said Harry as if he was talking about play money, not admitting he was the richest youngest man in the world, the owner of three of the richest pure blooded families wealth.

"Three? And you speak about it like its nothing! You are the richest guy in the world!" yelled Draco.

"Yes, I can see that you don't understand. You lived with money. I didn't have anything all my life then I was thrust into a life full of money, and fame, and everyone throwing themselves at me!" shouted Harry getting worked up over nothing.

"I'm sorry. You are right I guess. I sometimes forget you didn't have everything I had. I take everything for granted," said Draco who was thinking what it would be like to have lived without his mum and dad, to be shipped of to a world of muggles. He shuddered at the mere thought of it, staying with muggles the whole time.

"What was it like living with muggles?" asked Draco. He may not like muggles but he sure didn't want to hate them, it was not their fault they were not born with the gift of magic, or that they are normal. Draco could never imagine killing a little girl or boy for being non-magic, he may tease people, yes, but he didn't wish them dead. Well years ago he may have done, but not now.

"They hate and fear something they don't understand. I was beaten for every single bit of accidental magic I did. Why the ministry didn't come and oblivate them I will never know. They tried to as they put it 'beat it out of me'. Didn't work. They tried to stop me going to Hogwarts but that didn't work. They tried to stop me going back, still didn't work," said Harrison.

"Oh gods," said Draco in horror, this is what Severus Snape had left his son to, and he actually thought that it was better for him. He now really began thanking the gods for his mother.

"Ok, he doesn't deserve your forgiveness. I would never forgive my mother if she gave me up to muggles and magic hating people, even if it was supposed to be for my own good," said Draco agreeing with Harry. If she did all that, he didn't think he would want to know his mother either.

The rest of the ride was in silence, a comfortable silence. They were pulled by the horses, which were not so invisible for those two, as the sun went down and the moon rose and night descended upon them. Before long they were at the stairs leading to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"See ya later" said Harry, as he walked in alone in the shadows causing Draco to laugh and mutter, "You are just like Sev, Harry sneaking into the shadows."

As Draco made his way to the Slytherin table, the neutral people looked at in him with interest; the ones who had already taken the mark looked at him like he was meat, and the ones who had not yet been marked looked like they wanted to talk to him. They didn't want to take the mark after their parents were killed but they didn't know what to do.

He sat down quietly as the sorting began and he heard the hat yell out houses as the feast continued 'Gryffindor, Slytherin, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, Slytherin' and the sorting was finished.

The headmaster made his announcements, "Welcome to another year at Hogwarts students old and new. I know you are all hungry and thirsty so I will let you eat after I tell you only one thing. The Forbidden Forest is forbidden just like its name suggests, I want no one near it or they will answer to me."

Draco heard Ron say, "Damn right I'm hungry" when he said 'I know you are hungry' and he sneered at the disgusting weasel.

He turned to watch how Harry was handling the Gryffindors. He knew his friend was getting angrier by the minute and couldn't help but feel sorry for him. He looked at his head of house and sighed as he could see the ill concealed want radiating from his godfather, but he knew Severus deserved it for what he had done to his son. He had always thought nothing could hurt his godfather but now he was not so sure, Harry appeared to be causing him a lot of pain even though he had every right to be mad at Severus.

Just as he began eating his dinner Harry exploded shouting, "Leave me the fuck alone. You stole my money and stayed my friend because of the money you were getting. You just want to get to know me because the headmaster keeps telling you to! Just piss off. I want nothing to do with you," everyone gasped on hearing that. They all looked at Dumbledore as if they were seeing him for the first time and didn't trust him. Ron, Hermione and Ginny ducked low in their seats so that people could barely see, but the other Gryffindors didn't look happy either.

Harry marched over to the Slytherin table, dumping himself next to Draco and smirked at his friend's dumbfounded look. He grabbed the bowl of potatoes then the gravy, carrots and sweet corn and the beef before smelling it all. He licked his lips then began eating with everyone watching him, all it took was Harry to snarl, "eat" to everyone and they went back to their meals in silence. To his surprise, so did the Slytherins.

Soon dinner was finished he went down to the Slytherin common room. He waited until curfew was a few seconds away before be bolted for Gryffindor common room. He burst through the portrait just as curfew began, walking straight past a protesting Hermione, Ron and Ginny, ignoring their pleas to come back and let them explain. He was having none of that. He charmed his curtains closed and looked at his timetable. Luck was not on Harry's side as he had potions first lesson in the morning. Surprise, surprise, he had passed potions. He continued reading his book from the train ride and after he finished it, went to sleep.

The Headmaster and McGonagall were far from happy that Harry was friendly with the Slytherins. They know they needed to get him back but how? Was what he was wondering. He would have obliviated him if he could have, but everyone knew about it anyway so there would be no point.

Severus Snape was pained when he had seen his son enter the Great Hall. He was a spy and nothing got passed him. As he watched his son sit down and not eat a thing, he was worried but could not show it. His Slytherins were restless tonight, probably because of Draco Malfoy's change of heart. He watched astounded when his son sat at the Slytherin table with a very Slytherin smirk on his face, he didn't want to admit it, but it looked good on his son's face. With a resigned sigh he knew he would just have to watch his son from afar. Well he had limited time to live anyway because he was a spy. He knew he might not survive to see his son get married and have kids, who probably would have the name Potter and the Snape name would be forgotten. He sighed, this was not what he, Lily and James had planned, they had planned to go into hiding and wait for someone to kill Voldemort. Then the family would have come out of hiding and let him get to know his son - that was how it should have been. He wanted to start crying his eyes out but he knew he couldn't, just like however much he wished he could change the past, it would be futile. How wrong he was.