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Chapter 4- Reveling Harrison


The twins sat in Honey's room for hours, slowly but steadily working off the layers upon layers of glamours all over Harry's body. In this time they got to know more about each other and quickly redeveloped a deep bond and regained the friendship they had when they were children, not having to worry about others walking in as all Hufflepuffs got a single dorm, it was in this time that Harry also learned that it was only Gryffindors who had to share, which Harry found totally unfair.

Harry learned more about Honey, like the fact that she was best friends with Draco Malfoy, she had a pet black mamba snake called Basil, after the basilisk, who was a metre and a half long which she kept back home at Slytherin Manor, her favourite colour was a deep ocean blue and her favourite food was rocky road cheesecake.

Honey also learned more about Harry, real things, not just his boy-who-lived persona. He loved treacle tart and his favourite colour was red. He also told her that he was meant to be in Slytherin, but asked the sorting hat to put him in Gryffindor instead, as Ron had told him that all Slytherins were evil, he loves Quidditch, which she worked out herself, and when he got to telling her about the Dursleys she told him she already knew, so that he wouldn't have to talk about them. This went on for hours and both of the twins felt a happiness they hadn't felt for many years.

"So if Vold- I mean...dad...isn't really evil, what's he trying to accomplish? What are his goals?" Harry questioned his sister, 'sister, that's a weird thought' Harry smiled to himself. "That's something you should probably talk to dad about yourself." Honey grinned, immensely enjoying their time together.

Honey was pulled from her thoughts as Harry exclaimed, "Wait! I'll actually get to meet him, without us trying to kill each other?!" he was taken aback at the thought of having an actual conversation with Voldemort, his father. Honey giggled, saying, "of course you'll get to meet dad," and then added while smiling sadly, "he's never stopped loving you and he misses you so much."

Harry teared up when she said this, shocked that someone could ever actually love or miss him. Honey, knowing what was running through her brothers head at the moment, leaned forward, hugging him tightly. After Harry went stiff for a second he too leaned into the hug and smiled at the thought of being part of a family. When they pulled apart, both a little teary-eyed, Honey suddenly jumped up from the bed, "All of your glamours are off, come on, you have to see the real you!" Harry smiled widely at his sister's enthusiasm wiping the remaining tears from his eyes and ran after her as she sprinted off into the adjoining bathroom.

All Harry could do was stare at himself as he looked into the full-length mirror. He was a few inches taller now, 'still short' he grumbled to himself, his hair had turned a few shades lighter, going from a raven black to a deep chestnut brown, it also looked much less messy and more manageable, his cheekbones had become a little more defined and most startlingly of all were his eyes. Instead of the bright, Avada Kedavra green, he was used too they were now a dark, nut brown.

"You look just like dad when he was younger Harry," Honey smirked at the shocked expression on her twins face. "Yeah, I do, don't I..." Harry breathed before laughing loudly. After Harry had calmed down and Honey had shot him a questioning look he explained, "It's just that this is all so crazy. I mean in one day I've found out that I have a sister, my dad is alive and is Voldemort, that I look completely different to what I thought I did, Death Eaters aren't that bad, Dumbledore's evil and perhaps most shocking of all, Draco Malfoy isn't a complete git!" Harry finished with a manic grin.

Honey laughed too glad that her brother was taking all of this news in his stride. "There's one more thing, but if you don't want to do it today we don't have too...going to see dad..." Harry stared at his sister for a while, trying to process what that would actually be like, but made up his mind when he saw Honey's pleading look. "Um, yeah, okay, I guess I have to meet him at some point, so why not now..?"

"Yes! Merlin, I'm so excited, you're going to love him!" She squealed excitedly, launching herself at Harry and tackling him into a bear hug.

Harry gave her a sceptical look and Honey smiled "He loves you too and he can't wait to see you again, anyway it was only a matter of time before you guys needed to meet properly, now come on, we can go right now!"

Honey grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the dorms, along the corridors and back into the dungeons. "What are we doing down here? How will this get us to him?" Harry questioned, hurrying to keep up with his overly excited twin. "All we have to do is go into Snape's personal chambers and use his floo. Easy."

"Sure, easy..." Harry muttered, shaking his head and huffing a laugh at the craziness of his already weird life.


The twins, now quiet and cautious, snuck around the dungeons, trying to keep out of view of others they might come across while making their way into the deeper parts of the dungeons. "Look, we're here," Honey whispered, stopping just in front of a painting of Salazar Slytherin. "Yeah, we are, but how are we meant to get in? Snape's not going to have the same dumb password patterns of Dumbledork." Honey smirked at her twins use of the nickname before saying "It's cool, I know the doorman."

Harry looked at her quizzically as she turned to the painting, "Hey grandpa Sal, we need to get into Snape's quarters so we can use his floo to get to dad, Harrison's coming home." The painting began to become more animated as the founder inside replied: "Of course, grandaughter mine, it's about time young Harrison rejoined his family as the heir to Slytherin." The portrait smirked, his eyes full of mirth.

Harry smiled, getting the same warm, fuzzy feeling he got when he met his sister for the first time. "Grandpa, quiet! Remember the whole 'don't let anyone know who you are thing?' You shouting about it probably won't help!" Honey sighed exasperatedly, but not without a smile. Looking abashed Salazar smiled "Ahh, yes, sorry dear, but it's not every day that a long-awaited family member returns, anyway go on in." Salazar smiled widely, as the painting swung to one side, revealing a passage into a short tunnel.

The twins quickly dived through the entrance as the portrait closed behind them. They looked around at the room they were in, which happened to be a living room. It was circular and had white walls, black leather seats and a large table with books scattered over it. It looked...homely...not like somewhere Snape would live. The pair looked around for a while, slightly awed by the normal...muggle-ness of it all.

"Not what I expected." Honey whistled, leaning back on her heels, "Definitely," Harry laughed, "Now come on, we better find his floo, you know, before he gets back and flips his lid."

They both laughed as they poked around for a while before Honey stumbled upon a room which looked like a closet, but really housed the potions masters personal floo. "Harry! Come here, I found it!" Honey called out while grabbing a fistful of floo powder for herself and then holding the pot out so Harry could take some of his own. "Nice one sis" Harry grinned, gleefully as he grabbed his own fistful of floo powder.

Honey smiled at the praise, glad that she and her little twin got along so well. "Now dad has a password for his floo, so not only do you have to call out 'Slytherin Manor' you also have to say 'Amelia, Alexa, Thomas." "Dad...he used my middle name as one of the passwords?" Harry asked, his heart suddenly swelling with emotion and love, "Yeah, not many people knew about mum, only the most trusted inner circle knows about me, and even then they don't know what I look like and the extreme few who know of you all think that you're dead, so it makes the perfect password for the family home. Now let's go, you have a meeting to get too!"

The pair stepped forward just as Snape burst into the quarters, yelling and red in the face, "What do you two think you're doing in here! I'll make you into potion ingredients! You'll never see the light of day again!" Harry took a sideways glance at his big sister, "What happened to 'Sweetheart?'" He muttered, as Snape charged at them and Honey grabbed his arm and dragged him into the fireplace and clearly, yet quietly, said, "Slytherin Manor! Amelia, Alexa, Thomas!" Her whispering was barely loud enough for Harry to here but he did and was able to prepare himself as he felt the tight pull of the floo.


When he stumbled out, landing right on top of Honey, he got up quickly and brushed himself off. "So is this-" Harry started, but was cut off as Snape stepped out of the floo behind them and glared at him. Harry quickly helped Honey up and the twins both knew that Snape was about to start ranting at them when Snape finally took in his surroundings. "Oh, Merlin...Do you dunderheaded idiots have any idea where we are right now!?" He was going to continue but suddenly the double doors on the other side of the room banged open loudly, startling all but Honey.

Snape, upon seeing the Dark Lord had the urge to bow before the man, but he couldn't let the two idiot children be hurt, much to his dismay. See, Snape was fully on the Dark side, spying on the light for Voldemort and he knew the Dark Lord would never actually hurt children but the point was they didn't know that. So due to these facts, Snape did what any 'light' person would do and placed himself between the students and the powerful Lord.

Harry could only stare. This man was his father. The father he never got to have, a part of the family he always dreamed could be his. He wasn't what Harry had expected, instead of the crimson red eyes and snake-like features he looked like a 30-year-old version of the teen he had met down in the Chamber of Secrets. As strange as it would sound to others 'Well maybe not to Honey, but most', Harry mused to himself, he felt completely at ease in the man's all-encompassing presence. He could feel the magic swirl around him and cling to him, like a soft blanket or a favourite hoodie and it just felt...right.

Honey grinned widely at her father, waving at him from behind Snape's back. She hadn't seen him in ages and she had missed him dearly, so she did the only in her mind, logical thing in this situation.

Tom smirked as he looked at the trio standing before him, his smirk wavering slightly as his gaze landed on a boy he had missed for many years. Although before he could say anything a blur of black, brown and yellow came charging at him, faster then he had ever seen anyone move.

Snape gaped at the girl, deciding she must not have a full mental capacity, as she had just charged at the Dark Lord and was now clinging to his waist. What shocked him more was when the feared yet fair leader or the dark wrapped his arms around the girl's waist and picked her up, spinning her around a few times, her giggling like a crazy person and him with a content smile on his face and mirth dancing in his eyes.

"My...my Lord?" Snape stuttered, forgetting his role as a member of the light. "Lighten up Severus, is hugging not a way of showing one's affections?" Tom asked, a grin growing steadily on his face, "A-Affections my Lord?" Again before the man could answer Honey interjected "Yes Professor, isn't it normal for a father to hug his daughter?" she asked, cocking her head to the side innocently. "D-Daughter?" Snape stuttered once more.

Tom, now having fun watching Snape's shock, casually said: "Why yes Severus, and standing behind you would be my son." This was when Snape collapsed. Tom was left staring at Harry who blushed and cleared his throat before saying "Um, Hi...Dad."


A/N- Yes! A cliffhanger! This chapter was long, and I'm tired! So! Please rate and review and I'll see you all next time! Bye :) P.S. I'm also having the twins just call him Grandpa Salazar as it would take too long to write out 'great' like a hundred times :)