Chapter 3- A Letter
Severus sat at his desk in his potions classroom. He couldn't seem to concentrate. His rescue of Harry from his relitives had hit to close to home. The image of what he saw at the muggle residence was beyond what most were considered civil. Even though the boys bones were healed, and the cuts and bruises were still healing. He still felt helpless. He hadn't even gone and seen the boy since that fateful day. He still asked how he was doing. It was always the same. He is sleeping and hasn't woken up yet. Severus had to admit to himself. The boy had softened him. He just prayed to Merlin that Albus wouldn't send him back to that awful family of muggles. He would be besides himself if he let that happen.
"You know, if you are so worried. Then why don't you go and see the boy? You can finish your work later." The Headmaster announced catching the younger wizard of guard.
"I Can't I just Can't. The boy hates me. It wouldn't do any good now. Besides what reasons have I given the boy to even consider me. All I have ever done is insult him and his friends." All the while he was explaining keeping his head down in shame. : This was all I could do to help."
"This might help. I just received this by time delayed post. It is addressed to you and I. I thought that I would let you open it." The Headmaster explained setting a very old looking letter on the mans desk and left before Severus had the opportunity to say anything.
Severus Looked down at the letter. It defiantly looked old and dog eared. As he looked closer he found the writing familiar.
"No, it…it…it can not be." He thought to himself quickly picking up the letter and opening it.
My Dearest Sev,
I am writing to you. To give you something you thought you had lost. I know you probably are under the asumption that James and I betrayed you. We did no. you see I couldn't. although I loved James it was never more than a brotherly love. Not like the love you and I shared.
I am writing to tell you knowing y time is short and limited. If you are reading this than James and I have passed on. I just pry that Harry survived. My message to you is that Harry is NOT James son. He is yours. You see that last night that we ever spent together was about a year and a half before James and I were put under the Fidlelius charm. James knew of couse, but he loved him just the same. I wanted it like this in hope that you could escape and be the father that I know you wanted to be. I want him to know who his father really is not that Slytherin show you like to put up. Please let him see the Sev I know not the one that spies. Enclosed in this letter is both birth recordes. The false and the true. Along with all your son's beginnings photos. I fear that although Sirius is Harry's Godfather that Dumbledore placed him with my sister. If I have passed away please take him and be that father to him. Our son Sev, ours,. Please take care of our son take care of Sorian Sptium Snape. He needs you more that you know.
Love I will always love you never forget that.
Love always Yours Lily
Severus was completely lost to the world he now understood why she had disliked her sister in school. Severus now hated her if not more than he former lover. She might not of done anything physicly, but she didn't stop her husband either. Severus had no idea how to tell the boy for hevens sake he wa only 12 nearly 13. What would he tell him. "Sorry, but James Potter isn't your father I am.those kind of teremself for even thingking along those kind of terms. Clutching the letter his Dear Lily had sent him. He quickly looked at a few of the pictures she had sent and quickly made up his mind and bolted for the Hospital wing.
----------------Harry Dreaming-
His uncle stood over him with a baseball bat. Harry suspected it to be oe of the many things Dudley had cast away only using if for a half a week or less. All the while Harry continued to scream.
"stop, no please stop." unfortunately the man continued even harder than the last time. Harry continued to shout protesting for him to stop. His uncle continued to call him fowl names like freak,k good for nothing, dirty boy who had been lucky to be raised by them. That he would never achieve anything. That he was never going to make it in the world.
Harry continued to dream the night when the voice called for him to wake up. He knew that voice, but it wasn't anything like the tone he was used to. It was the first time he had ever heard its soft deep soothing manerisoms.
----------------End Dream--------------
Harry let hie eyes flutter open the first thing he noticed was the brihtness of the hospital wing and automatically closed his eyes. Desparatly trying to find out why he was hear and how he got there he reopened his eyes to come face to face with Snape.
Severus just staired back at the boy. He had already begun changing. His hair had changed from the brown mess to a much tamer black with red undertones in it. Other than a taller physical apearance and longer facial structure. There hadn't be much of a change yet.
"How…Last thing I remember was passing out in the cupboard under the stairs at the Dursley's" Severus scowled at the boy. Wishing that he had never gone through that. He now wished that Lily's letter had come to him sooner rather than later.
"I brought you hear." Severus finally answered the boy. Hoping beyond all belief the boy wouldn't start yelling at him.
"oh," was the only thing that he could form. Harry was so embarrassed to be found like that by his least like professor at school. Harry instantly began to curl into a ball and into himself. He didn't feel like talking to anyone at the moment he just wanted to be alone.
Sencing his son wanted some space he gently placed the letter on the bedside table.
"Come talk with me once you have read that letter." Severus expressed leaving the Hospital wing.
Harry starred down at the old browning letter with silvery green writing on it. He was puzzled as to why Snape would leave him a letter to read. Even though he had never seen the letter before the writing seemed to be familiar. As he pulled out the folded parchment he quickly unfolded it and began to read.
Severus Snape's Chambers
For once in the man's carear as a professor at Hogwarts. He found himself ashamed that he had over looked something. He knew that he could never take back what he had to Harry. His son.
"I have a son. A son who hates me." Severus Berated himself. He continued to slowly walk down to his chambers.he had so many emotions running thre his head he didn't know what to do. Although there was one thing. His son was not going back to those dam muggles again. Severus wanted to keep the boy safe. He just prayed to Merlin that he had the strength to get through the hardest part. The Dark Lord. He quickly turned around and headed back to Dumbledore's office for the second time in a week. He had no idea what to do and the only person he knew that would at least offer some comfort in the situation would be him.
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