Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, I have no rights to Harry Potter nor do I make any money by writing these fic's.
Warnings: Yaoi (Male/Male), Magical Creatures, talk about past rape and so on.
Chapter Three
"But Harry can't be your son, he is only sixteen while Theodore turned seventeen last night," Narcissa cried after a moment of silence.
"He is Harry, I have seen him, and there was no mistaking that scar," Severus muttered into his hands.
"But how, Harry is only sixteen while Theodore is seventeen?" Narcissa asked.
"Somehow Dumbledore made it seem as if Harry was a year younger than he really was just so I wouldn't find out that he is mine," Severus said, then a sudden thought hit him causing Severus to moan into his hands, "Oh he's never going to forgive me! He'll hate me for the rest of my life. My only son hates me!"
"Your son does not hate you Severus," A female voice said and everyone turned their heads to see Izabath standing near the window.
"My Lady," Narcissa cried then bowed and whacked Draco in the back of his head hissing at him to show some respect. Draco snarled at his mother before he bowed to the woman, who just chuckled at them.
"I have come to inform you, Severus, that we have found some shocking news about your son," Izabath said gliding over to them; well that's what it looked like to Draco anyways.
"Wh-what is it?" Severus asked stuttering causing Draco to look at him shocked, never in his wildest dreams would he have ever pictured Severus Snape stuttering.
"It would seem that your son was with child," Izabath said.
"Was, you said was. Why the past tense?" Draco asked.
"Well it seemed that with all the abuse he had gone through this summer, he lost it. But that is not all," Izabath said.
"What else is there?" Severus asked pain in his eyes evident for both himself and his son.
"The baby your son was with was a rape baby, as he had been raped a week or two before school ended," Izabath said causing Severus nearly choked on his own spit.
Severus gave a weak moan as he felt his whole world come crashing down around him, his son had been raped? Who raped him? Who was he going to have to kill for forcing himself onto his little boy? Severus was so mad that he didn't even feel the pain of his wings ripping out form his back. All he could feel was rage at the thought of someone forcing themselves on his little baby boy.
\''/ Elsewhere \''/
Dumbledore was furious; his little weapon had gone missing. How, he did not know. He had his best men surrounding that damn house to make sure no one that wasn't supposed to be there didn't enter, and made sure that Harry never left on his own.
What he wanted to know was where the hell that boy went. Could it be possible that he had figured out who he really was and went to find his parents?
'No it couldn't be, he would have to get past the guards I set up, and he doesn't even know where Severus's house was, and Lupin was on a mission and had been for three weeks. There was no way he could have gone to see his parents, plus if Harry had somehow found out who he was, the alarms he had set up around the house would have gone off and informed him.'
Dumbledore looked up when someone knocked on his office door, this confused Dumbledore. It was the middle of summer, all the teachers and students were at home, so who was knocking on his door? There was only one way to find out, "Enter."
His office door slowly opened a young girl about twelve walked in. She had shoulder length lilac purple hair what was pulled into pigtails, a white spaghetti strap dress with dark blue lining; dark blue sleeves with light blue lining were held on her arm s by light blue straps. She had a black choker on; she had a bracelet made of sliver with a purple jewel on it on her left wrist. She smiled a cute smile and shut the door before skipping over to him.
"Mr. Albus Dumbledore I assume?" The girl asked, her voice sounded heavenly and Dumbledore felt as though she was trying to put him in a trance with her voice.
"I am Albus Dumbledore, how may I help you?" Dumbledore said throwing off the spell she tried to put him under. The girl giggled and it sounded as if bells were ringing, it was a magnificent sound.
"I am Amy Park, and I wish to transfer into your school," Amy said smiling a cute and innocent smile.
Dumbledore once again felt as if she were trying to put him in a trance. He narrowed his eyes suspiciously and threw off the spell, Amy's smile never left her face.
"Where were you going before?" Dumbledore asked, this girl was an odd creature and someone he did not want at his school.
"I went to the Wizardry School, Masul, in Soul South Korea," Amy replied with a simple nod.
"Why is it that you wish to transfer into Hogwarts?" Dumbledore asked, eyes narrowing.
"I know that you don't need to know why I want to transfer. And if you say no I can always go through Lucius Malfoy and the Wizard Government and get in. I just thought I would be kind enough to go to you first," Amy said as her smiled went from cute and innocent to dark and dangerous.
Dumbledore glared at her, he just knew this girl was going to cause him a lot of trouble, "How old are you?"
"It isn't polite to ask a young lady her age Mr. Albus Dumbledore," Amy said smirking.
"I need to know so I can put you in the correct year," Dumbledore said annoyed, Amy giggled at his annoyance.
"I'm going into my 6th year, just like Harry Potter," Amy said, her voice full of amusement. Dumbledore's eyes widened at the information.
"You don't look to be sixteen; you look to be twelve so I will put you in with the second year," Dumbledore said and after he said that a light blue scythe landed on his desk almost cutting it in half. He looked at Amy in shock to see that she was holding the scythe.
"If you want to keep your pathetic life, you will put me where I belong and that is with the 6th year students. Do I make myself clear?" Amy said smiling, that scared Dumbledore more than if she had been glaring at him.
After he got over his shock, Dumbledore glared at her before nodding. Amy easily pulled the scythe from Dumbledore's wooden desk and swung it behind her back with practiced movements.
"Good, I will see you at the start of the school year Headmaster," she said then skipped out the door as if she hadn't just threatened Albus Dumbledore.
'How dare that little girl threaten my life!' Dumbledore thought, as he magically fixed his desk. 'Once school starts she will learn not to threaten my life!'
\''/ Elsewhere \''/
Harry felt like he was floating, he didn't feel like he was dead but he didn't feel like he was alive. He felt nothing except the sensation of floating. He opened his eyes and was greeted with a distorted vision; it looked as if he was under water. He tried to move his body and found that only his head could move. He slowly looked around and saw that no one but him was in the room.
'Where am I?' The last thing he remembered was being in his room. Suddenly the room he was in filled with people flashed through his mind, 'What the? What was that?'
He reach for that memory in his mind, and as soon as his mental fingers gripped the memory he saw a white flash and was pulled into that memory.
\''/ Flash back\''/
Harry felt himself being gently laid down on a soft bed, he wanted to open his eyes to see where he was but he couldn't find the strength to open his eyes.
"Where did you find him?" the soft musical voice of a woman asked. Harry could tell she was standing off to his left.
"In a muggle home. I was flying around searching for my little sister when I felt his power calling to me," the soft musical voice of a young female said, she sounded no older than 19 and she was standing off the the right of him.
"What was the condition you found him in? Was he alone?" The woman asked.
"He was alone in the room I found him in, but I could sense other people in the house. The room he was in was very small, let's just say that room wouldn't even be fit for our prisoners. His blood was all over the place. It was on the walls, the ceiling, and was pooling around him," The young female said.
"Hmm, he looks so weak," The woman said and he felt his bangs being pushed away from his face. The woman made a 'tisk' sound, "To be marked by Thor at such a young age."
"Madam, would you like for me to call the Healers?" The female asked.
"Yes, please tell them this is an emergency," The woman said.
There was a long moment of silence; the woman ran a finger down his cheek, "You have taken your father's looks. I don't know if that is a good thing or bad thing. But I can tell you that your mother and father have been looking for you for seventeen long years."
Harry felt shocked at that, his parents were a live and had been looking for him for seventeen years? Wait, that can't be, he just now turned sixteen so they must have the wrong guy.
"I know you can hear me, I know you are awake. And we have not made a mistake. You are the boy we have been looking for. Forget everything you have been told by that man named Albus Dumbledore, he has lied to you. You are not sixteen years old, you are seventeen years old. You are not Harry Potter your real name is Theodore Harry Snape. Severus Snape is your father, and Remus Lupin is your mother. I know Snape has been a real ass to you, but listen to what I say; he loves you and believed you were dead and that the Potter family was responsible for killing you. Albus Dumbledore trick everyone into thinking you were a year younger than what you are. Forgive Severus for what he has done to you, but never forget. Remember that Dumbledore was the cause of that," The woman whispered in to his ear.
Harry didn't know what to believe, maybe-maybe if he saw the way Severus acts when he sees him now then he might be able to believe this woman's story. After another long moment of silence and Harry heard what sounded like a door opening and closing.
"Madam, I brought the three best Healers," The young female from before.
"Ah, thank you Lin," The woman said, "I need you to check over this boy."
Harry heard no response but felt as three different magic auras washed over him. It felt as though he had just dived into a pool of warm water.
"He is severely under weight-" A deep musical male voice started from his left.
"-and is bleeding internally-" A softer, but still deep, musical male voice continued.
"-and from all the bruises and cuts all over his body, we can positively assume that where ever he was, he was being abused physically, he most defiantly has been abused emotionally and mentally. He might have been sexually abused but it is too soon to tell, we will need to do more testing to find out," a very soft and airy female voice finished.
"What can we do to heal him?" the woman said.
"The only thing we can do is get him into the healing tube filled with the water from the healing spring," The first male said.
"Alright you get him into that tube while I go get his father," The woman said.
"What about his mother?" the second male said.
"He is still on his mission," The woman said.
The sound of a door opening and closing was heard and Harry felt himself being gently lifted up and gently placed on his feet before whatever they had placed him in began to fill up with warm liquid. When it got to his stomach he felt them place a breathing tube in his mouth to help him breath. And within seconds Harry felt himself floating in the liquid.
After what seemed like hours Harry felt a tug against his magic, he opened his eyes to see Severus Snape on his hand and knees, his body was shaking as if he were crying. Snape was crying for him, he was crying over the fact that he- his son- was hurt.
'That woman was right after all' Harry thought. He saw a young woman with long wavy chocolate brown hair, warm dark brown/black eyes, and a masked covered face. The mask looked to be pink fairy wings lined with black.
She bent down to touch Snape's should, he turned to look at her and she said something to him. Snape asked something and a woman with long golden brown hair, blue eyes and was wearing a small white tank-top like shirt that stop just under her breasts, she had a long white flowing skirt that started just under her belly-button, the skirt had a slit from the end to her mid-thigh. She said something and Snape nodded.
Harry closed his eyes as he felt a headache come on, he reopened his eyes to see a very pale Snape looking at him with eyes filled his happiness, hope, regret and fear. Snape caught him looked at him and his eyes widened before filling up with tears and looking away.
'No don't look away father. Please look at me father.' Harry thought, and saw Snape jump and look at him, he saw him say something but couldn't hear him, 'I'm scared. Why do I hurt so much? What happened to me last night? Where am I? Who are all these people?'
A few tears ran down Snape's cheek before he said something to him before being ushered out of the room.
'NO! Don't leave! I need you!' Harry began to thrash about in the tube trying to get his father's attention as the door shut. Suddenly Harry felt very weak and was pulled into the comfort of the darkness.
-Shh, my child. No harm will come to you anymore. I will make sure you are safe and sound from now on.- A deep soothing voice said and Harry instantly felt safe.
'But my father.' Harry replied weakly.
-You will be reunited with both your mother and father soon. As for right now they both need you to rest and let me heal you.- The voice said and Harry let the voice drag him farther into the darkness.
\''/End of Flash Back\''/
Harry reopened his eyes and came face to face with a young girl about twelve walked in. She had shoulder length lilac purple hair what was pulled into pigtails, a white spaghetti strap dress with dark blue lining; dark blue sleeves with light blue lining were held on her arm s by light blue straps. She had a black choker on; she had a bracelet made of sliver with a purple jewel on it on her left wrist.
She smiled a cute smile at him.
To Be Continued...