Chapter six

Harry opens the door of the room of requirement and makes his way down through the castle. Everywhere he looks all he sees is Hogwarts, exactly how he used to see it when he was a student. To Harry, that felt like another lifetime, then remembers, it was another life, at least to him. Students of all ages passed, some stare at him as he's not in uniform or in robes, so they realise he's not a student or a member of staff. He stops at the open doors to the great hall and stares around at the four house tables, remembering how often he sat at the Gryffindor table. Then his eyes scan the staff table, Snape, he's here and a teacher. Harry's not sure what to think about him anymore, especially now he knows he used to be friends with his mother, but he also helped, dying in the process. Harry slowly walks towards the staff table, Dumbledore waves him down then directs him to a seat beside him and also beside Snape. Harry notices all the staff staring at him but McGonagall in gazing at him intensely.

'Thanks granddad,' Harry smirks and gets a small chuckle from the headmaster.

'Why don't you eat up Brian, I'm sure you're hungry.'

'Starved,' Harry grins then dishes up a big plate of food, when he starts eating he turns to look at a younger Severus Snape and even though he hated to admit it, he thought Snape looked cute, 'Hello.'

Snape nods curtly, 'Mr. Dumbledore.'

Harry rolls his eyes, 'I was doing some research the other day, found out that your mother won a potions contest as a student. Is that why you became a potions master?' Harry was able to hide his smile as Snape's face showed shock.

'I'm not a potions master yet, just his apprentice, but how did you find out about my mother?'

'Oh, I read about it,' Harry shrugs then went back to his dinner.

'After dinner Brian, Minerva and Severus will be joining us for our meeting in my office.'

Harry thought he heard a small warning in Dumbledore's voice, 'Alright, that should be very interesting.'

'Quite,' Albus nodded then went back to his own dinner.

Albus, Harry, Minerva and Severus left the great hall and headed up to the headmasters office. Albus directed everyone to seats, then took some parchment from his desk.

'Brian, did you bring the book?'

'Yep, I figured it might be needed,' Harry took the book out and lay it on the desk, 'Do they both know any of it?'

'Minerva knows you arrived here only this morning, but not who you are or why you came to be here. Severus knows nothing.'

'Okay, well, do you want me to start with what I know about Snape?'

'You can call him Severus Harry.'

'I'll stick to Snape, been calling him that for seven years, so I'll need to ease into first names, especially since he never used mine.'

'I sense some animosity there, care to explain?' Albus raised his eyebrows.

'Okay, first was he was friends with my mother when they were kids, they had a falling out in fifth year, he called her a mudblood, my father ended up hexing him. From the time I stepped in here as a student he took his anger out on me because I looked like my father. But he did help and that came down to the fact I have my mother's eyes. Just before she died he changed sides and became your spy but all of us thought he was really a death eater even if he had been at one time. The moment Voldemort believed the prophecy regarding him and a boy meant me, Voldemort would go after me which meant anyone near me, my mother would be in danger. So he went to you and asked you to protect her. You actually said you disgust me Severus because he was willing to let my father and me die as long as my mother was saved. So Snape said protect us all and that's when you asked him to go back to the good side, back to you.'

'Albus, what is all this, I have no idea what he means by most of that and I certainly have never seen this boy before.'

'Man, thank you,' Harry rolled his eyes again.

'Harry, please,' Albus shook his head, 'This is Harry James Potter, but he is not the son of the James Potter you know, he is from another alternate world where his parents were murdered when he was only a year old. Since you were friends with Lily when you were young Severus, that seems to be the same here as it was in your world Harry. Now what did you mean he changed sides?'

Harry turned to face Snape, 'I know this isn't you, but in my world you were a death eater, recruited while still a student. You actually became Voldemort's right hand man until he thought the prophecy meant me which meant my mother was in danger. So you changed sides, gave up being a death eater and became Dumbledore's spy, but you did pretend to still be a death eater, in looks alone. When Voldemort murdered my parents, he tried to murder me,' Harry lifted his hair, 'This scar is what remains of when he used the killing curse, I survived and became the-boy-who-lived, I was known around the magical world. When I arrived here as a student, you might have hated me but you did help Dumbledore protect me. So in this world you knew my mother?'

'Yes, Lily and I were friends until…you're father wriggled his way into her affections, him and the mutt.'

Harry's wand was in his hand instantly, 'Call Sirius that again and you'll be hex so bad you'll end up in the mind damaged ward,' Harry snarled viciously as his wand was pointed at Snape head.

'Harry, put the wand away right now,' Albus said sternly.

Harry glared at Snape before sticking his wand in his pocket, 'He just didn't like them because they always got the better of him, that's why he took it out on me, a kid, untrained and someone that knew nothing about the magical world.'

'Let's try and calm down so we can find out if there is any real danger in this world. We know Tom Riddle died as he was being born, do you know some of his other supporters that might be here in this world?'

'His main supporter was Bellatrix Lestrange, her and her husband Rodolphus. Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa wasn't that bad and I got the feeling she was forced just like Lucius forced his son, Draco is my age by the way, well, in my world he is, here probably not born yet. Almost all the parents of Slytherin students were death eaters or fierce supporters, Nott, Greengrass, Rowl, Yaksley, Dolohov, Crabbe, Goyle, Balstrode, Zabini, Rankhorn, McNair, there's more but I never knew all their names. But Pettigrew, he was a Gryffindor, friends or acted as a friend to my father even though he was a death eater. He was the one that gave Voldemort permission to get through the fidelius charm so he could murder me.'

'I find it hard to believe that Potter would use Pettigrew over Black,' Severus said.

'My father and Sirius knew Voldemort would believe Sirius to be the secret keeper, so they changed it to bluff Voldemort, they made Pettigrew secret keeper hoping Voldemort would go after Sirius but it would also keep me safe. Dumbledore offered to be the secret keeper, but my father and Sirius stuck to their plans because they knew they had a spy in the order of the phoenix, just not who it was.'

'Actually, a very clever plan if there was a spy, explain about the order of the phoenix?'

Harry smiled at Dumbledore, then reached into his pouch and pulled out a picture, handing it to Dumbledore, then sat back down, crossed his legs and waited. He could see Snape staring at him with those intense dark eyes and Harry wondered what he was thinking about all this, about him, Harry wondered what type of man Snape was in this world, but he supposed he would find out, eventually.