Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

Summery: Harry enters his 6th year at Hogwarts. He learns more about himself. This is going to be a difficult year for him. Will he be able to handle it or will he break under the pressure of being Harry Snape?

WARNING: This chapter has some SI (self injury) in it. If you don't like, don't read.

Chapter Seven

Harry Snape

Entering the Gryffindor Common room Harry quickly made his way to the boy's dormitories. There was no way he could finish homework with what he had just learned. There was no way he could talk to his friend right now. He just hoped – though he knew it was just wishful thinking – that his friends wouldn't come searching for him. He just wanted to be left alone to his thoughts.

How could his parents lie to him about something like this? Why hadn't they told him? Didn't he have the right to know who his real father was?

The document had said that James Potter was his father. His biological father. It also said that his mum had been married to him. He recalled his mother mentioning a James during some of her stories of her time at Hogwarts. But he'd never heard that she'd had a previous marriage with anyone before his Dad… no, not his Dad.

He didn't know how to feel about the man he'd always known as being his father. He didn't know what to think about him or the situation.

Grabbing his bag by his bed he pulled it up next to him and began riffling through it. Finding what he wanted he pulled it out and watched it glint in the light.

It was a knife.

He reached up and pulled the hangings around his bed for some privacy and rolled the knife in his hands. He continued to watch as it glinted in the light.

One of his biggest secrets from everyone was that he would cut himself sometimes. It wasn't that he wanted to kill himself or anything; it just helped him deal with things. His brother's nor sister knew that he did this. His mum and Severus – he didn't quite know what to call him now – had no clue about his cutting. He had also managed to keep the secret from his friends. And he had no intention of letting them know.

He had only been doing it since fifth year. During his detentions with Delores Umbridge he had been forced to mutilate his hand by using a blood quill. He hadn't liked these detentions, nor did he enjoy mutilating his own hand during these detentions but it seemed to trigger something. He really couldn't explain it.

After the events at the Ministry during the summer he had began cutting. It was never deep or many; just a few small cuts here and there.

Lightly he slid it over the inside of his right wrist. He watched as just a few droplets of blood escaped the small cut. Making a few more cuts he closed the blade and placed the knife back inside his bag and pulled out his handkerchief and held it over the cuts to get the blood off. He knew it wouldn't bleed but a few drops from his past times of cutting. He sighed, feeling much more relaxed now.

"Harry?" Ron's voice called.

"Yeah?" He said as he pulled the bed hangings open again. Ron and Hermione sat there each with a concerned look on they're faces.

"Is everything okay? You didn't come back after you went to your father. Did you get the book?" Hermione asked.

Harry sighed. "Yes, everything's fine. I just felt a little nauseous and decided to take a break. No, I didn't find the book." He lied not wanting to explain everything. He needed to get his thoughts straight before enything else.

"Are you feeling okay now?" Hermione asked frowning in concern while making her way closer to him and attempting to feel his temperature. He ducked away.

"I'm okay." Was all he would say.

"Well we're going down to the Common room to…er… study." Ron said blushing lightly. Harry snorted.

"Yeah right. More like study each other's lips while snogging." Harry told them both grinning at they're obvious embarrassment; both had beet red faces.

"Is everything alright, Severus?" Albus asked as soon as he entered the headmaster's office.

Severus sighed, "No, it's not. Is Lily coming?"

"I just ended the call. She'll be here in a moment. She's taking Dale to the Weasley's."

"That's probably best."

The fire in the grate burst in green flames before Lily stepped out and brushed her-self off.

"Hello, Albus," She said in greeting.

"Hello, my dear."

"What's this about Severus?" Lily asked look at him in concern.

"Harry came to my rooms asking to borrow a book for homework; he found the adoption papers and confronted me about them." Severus answered stiffly.

"What did you tell him?"

"He didn't give me the chance to tell him anything." Severus answered as he sat down in one of the over stuffed chairs in front of Albus' desk. "I tried to get him to calm down so we could talk but he wouldn't; he was too angry and hurt."

"Where is he now?" Lily asked.

"I believe he went to his dormitory."

Lily nodded. "Let's go talk to him, then."

"The password is 'Bubblebop.'" Albus told them as they left the room.

Entering the Gryffindor Tower they glanced around the common room to see if any of their children were there. A cry of 'Mum! Dad!' told them that at least one of them were indeed there.

"Hey, Sydney!" Lily said as she hugged her daughter.

"What are you and Daddy doing here?"

"We need to see Harry." Severus answered. "Do you know where he is?"

"He's up in the dorms; said he wasn't feeling well." Ron answered.

"Thank you Mr. Weasley," Severus answered before he and Lily made their way up the winding stair case.

Walking through the entryway they looked around for they son.

"Harry?" Lily called.

Harry pulled the bed hangings away from the bed so he could see out side if them. He audibly groaned as he saw both of his parents there.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked in a dark tone.

"Harry," Lily began again but was interrupted.

"Don't I have a right to know who my Dad is?" Harry asked glaring. Severus winced at Harry's question. It was hard to hear Harry, whom he considered his son, address him like that.

"Severus is your father," Lily insisted firmly.

"He adopted me." Harry answered plainly.

"That doesn't make you any less his son," Lily again spoke firmly almost pleading with Harry to understand.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Harry demanded.

"We didn't know how to tell you," Severus spoke for the first time. "I have always thought of you as my son though. James – he was a close friend of both your mother's and myself."

"But I still had the right to know I was adopted!"

Severus sighed. "Yes you did. But your being adopted doesn't make a difference to me. You are my son…"

"Well your not my father," Harry said harshly before rolling over onto his side, his back turned to them.

Lily began to walk over to the bed but stopped at Severus' touch. Severus instead went to Harry's bed and knelt next to it. He wanted to put a hand on Harry's shoulder but he didn't think the boy would accept that right now.

"You may be adopted but that doesn't make you any less my son. I have raised you. I love you whether you believe it or not." He waited to see if Harry would say anything, when he didn't he stood and went over to Lily. "If you need anything please go to either the Headmaster, your mother, Minerva or myself." And with that he left the room with Lily next to him. He knew they wouldn't accomplish anything further with talking with Harry. He was too angry with them right now.

Harry waited until he no longer heard their footsteps before angrily whipping at the tears in his eyes.

End of Chapter Seven

A/N: Hello everyone! I hope you enjoyed chapter seven! Thank you for your reviews so far in the story! I love reading them! Please Review!

To: littlemissperfect

I'm happy you reviewed. I enjoyed reading it. I'm glad you like the story so far. I hope this update was enough for you before your own vacation. I myself am very excited. So is my friend (who I'm going with). She keeps calling me asking if she's got everything she needs. Thanks again! Happy 4th of July! I enjoyed myself here tonight too. I love the colorful smoke balls!

To: Nocturnal007

I would love to chekc your story out! I'll be checking it out as soon as I post this chapter, so expect a review in your mail. ;). Thank you for reading my story and reviewing!