A/N: I'm happy for every feedback and constructive criticism but I will not respect straight out hate or trolls in the comments.

DON'T LIKE DON'T READ! This is an M/M story with mentions of infidelity, violence and abuse (all of which I don't condone).

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PiffyEQ: I have not yet planned that far ahead. I thought about it but I'm not sure yet. Maybe in a sequel. This story is more about Harry and Severus.

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Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling - I just played a bit in her universe.

Thanks to miu-sama95 for prereading, betaing and helping with the storyline ;)

Chapter 8: Sunday Revelations

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When Severus woke up the next morning at exactly 7:00 AM he groaned. He had hoped that his body would let him sleep a bit longer since it was sunday and he had had a taxing day yesterday. Not to mention that today was not going to be easy either.

Since he couldn't get his mind to stop talking once it started he decided to get up. After showering and dressing casual in a pair of jeans and a fitted black T-shirt Severus went to check on his son.

When he peeked into his room he found the teen sprawled all over the bed with the sheets halfway off the bed. With a smirk on his face he tucked the sheets back over Harry since it was always chilly in the dungeons and left his son sleeping. Harry earned a sleep in. He renewed the spells to alert him when Harry woke and went to get some breakfast. Thankful again that it was sunday and he was not required to eat in the great hall with all those dunderheads.

Afterwards he retired into his lab to brew those potions he had promised his husband and just to be sure Severus started on some nutrition potions for his son.

Harry didn't want to wake up. His dream was -for once - a rather nice one. Ron was there and they were playing quidditch with all their friends and didn't have a care in the world. He turned around to snuggle deeper into his boyfriend's chest, not willing to wake up. He frowned when he couldn't feel Ron's warmth next to him. Ron was never up before him, especially not on weekends and if he remembered correctly it should be sunday. Harry was always the first in the whole dorm to wake up, no matter when he went to bed. Come to think of it, this bed felt a lot bigger than his dorm bed and it was for sure a lot quieter in this room than in the dorm he shared with 4 other boys. Where was he? And why did his head feel as if he had a whole bottle of firewhiskey all alone last night. But they didn't have anything to celebrate, or did they?

Slowly memories started to show up in the forefront of his mind. The last task of the Triwizard tournament, grabbing the cup (which meant he DID win!), the graveyard and the most prominent memory - him calling Professor Severus Snape, THE bat of the dungeons, Dad. With a groan he turned to bury his head under the pillows and pulled the really soft comforter over his head. This was all just a dream right? This couldn't be real. Had he been high on something or was he just suicidal when he called the potions professor Dad? No. No. No. Snape was going to kill him. Oh hell Ron was going to kill him as well when he told his boyfriend.

Just as Harry was working himself into a frenzy, Severus alarm charm went off, alerting him to his son's awakening. After putting his current potion under a stasis he left the lab to see to his son. When he entered the teens room he was only able to make out a shape on the bed. Hidden under all these covers he could hear muttering and he had to smile at what he could make out. It seems Harry thought he had been high or drunk yesterday. Severus considered for a moment to leave again and wait for Harry to finish his self talk but decided against it.

'Good morning, my son. How was your sleep? Are you in any pain?' Severus announced himself. Harry startled under the covers but made no move to uncover himself hoping that if he appeared asleep Snape would just leave.

'Harry. I know you are awake.' the Potions Master said with a smile on his face and went to sit down on the edge of the bed 'Apart from seeing you startle, I heard you muttering just now and I had monitoring charms on you incase something wasn't right. Come out Snitch.'

'... stupid observant ex-spies…..' was the only answer he got.

With a huff Harry turned around and pushed the covers down - but only to his chin- to glare at the man sitting beside him.

'What happened yesterday? I think I only remember parts and nothing makes sense.' the Gryffindor finally found the courage to ask.

'Ah yes. I was expecting that. You had a rather bad cocktail of potions and venom in your system. What do you remember? I believe it will be easier for me to fill in the gaps.'

'Well...It was the last task of the Tournament, right? And Cedric and I got the cup but it was a portkey. And then Pettigrew killed…..killed Ced?' Harry looked up at Severus with his big green eyes and Severus could see the tears gathering already. He was the freakin bat of the dungeons, he didn't succumb to the boy's tears. No he wouldn't...oh hell..

'Come here Harry.' he murmured and pulled his son into his side. 'I'm sorry Cedric is dead. I would have done anything for you not to see that. It was totally uncalled for especially as there was an order not to harm anyone but it was not your fault. Do you hear me, Harry? It was not your fault and I beg you - don't blame yourself. Blame Wormtail. He acted without permission and I will make sure he will be punished for what he did.'

Severus started rubbing circles on Harry's back to calm him down and patiently waited until even the last sniffles stopped before starting the conversation again.

'Okay so you remember the ritual in the graveyard?'

'Erm...yes. You were there and then Voldemort was there as well, right?' at the Potions Master's nod he continued voicing his memories. 'You told me something. It sounds mumbled but it made me feel happy. Happy like I had never been before. I remember thinking that it felt awesome to have a….' Harry stopped and looked up at the older wizard with eyes as big as saucers. '...to have a father?' he finished his last sentence, holding his breath to see the dour Professors reaction.

'That is correct, my son. It is a rather complicated situation but I am your biological father. Your mother tricked me to get pregnant and never told me until she was sure she would be killed by Voldemort. She wrote me a letter but when it arrived she had just died and I was mourning. I couldn't bear to read what she wrote and simply put the letter in my diary, forgetting about it. That is one of my biggest regrets.' Severus explained with a sad voice. Had he read that stupid letter right away, Harry wouldn't have had to live with those abominable muggles.

'Wow. So you are really my Dad? How did she trick you and what letter? Is my memory still deceiving me or did you kiss Voldemort?!' Harry didn't know what to feel anymore. There was happiness for apparently having a father, indignation that his mother tricked said father into getting pregnant and disbelief that said father had kissed the most feared dark wizard of Britain.

'Yes, I am. And yes, Marvolo and I have been married for 17 years actually. I will give you the letter at some point to read but even I didn't understand everything she told me in it. I am afraid it will upset you a great deal so for now I will tell you the shorter, nicer version, okay?' the Potions Master bargained and at his son's nod he started to explain.

'You have to understand that your mother loved your father very much. Yes I know it seems like she did not if she slept with me but I assure you she was devoted to him. She had always wanted a big family and many children but she also knew that it would likely get very difficult since many purebloods had problems conceiving.' at Harry's questioning look he elaborated, knowing that his son had no idea about wizarding cultures.

'You know that with the idea of only marrying purebloods many started intermarrying and thus nearly everyone is related to anyone. Another result was that they started having all kinds of medical problems. From mental and physical disabilities to Squibs and infertility. What do you think where Bellatrix got being mental from?' he asked and got a snicker as answer.

'That is also the reason why so many families only have one child. The Malfoys for example: Narcissa always wanted more children but even with the help of potions they were not able to get even a second child. That may also be the reason why they spoiled Draco so much.' Severus paused, watching as understanding dawned in his son's eyes before he got back to the matter at hand.

'Your mother knew all this when she married James and they tried for a long time to conceive. I don't know what happened, I do not think even Lily knew, but something had happened to James during his work as an Auror. It was not in the letter, just that he changed and got more and more insisting on getting Lily pregnant. Lily got more and more desperate with every failed attempt but she did not give up. She went to healers and even muggle doctors but since everything was okay with her she knew it must have been James.' Severus was hesitant to continue since the next part of the story would be so much harder on Harry.

'Go on, Dad. I… I need…. no, I want to know what happened. I have been told so much of my father during his school times but I don't know anything about the rest of their lives. Please, Dad.' Harry pleaded, knowing that his father struggled with the next part of the story.

'Okay. But tell me if it get's too much. I have to admit I am not clear on everything that happened. Your mother's letter was not as forthcoming as I would have hoped and rather chaotic. It is also common practice in pureblood families that can't conceive to get another sperm donor. The witch would sleep with a halfblood or even a muggleborn, using potions to make sure that she would get pregnant right away. It is a practice that is not talked about but very common. It brings fresh blood into the line and will renew the magic of the line. You can see it in the Weasleys. There must have been at least a halfblood a few generations back. The child will be blood adopted by the witches husband right after birth and no one is any wiser.' Severus took a breath knowing that now came the hardest part.

'My guess is that your mother stumbled over an old diary and found out about this practice. She knew that something was not right with James but he would not talk to her. He was getting more and more persistent on getting her pregnant and she grew more and more desperate. She must have wagered a war with herself but in the end she decided to go through with her plan of getting pregnant and then having James blood adopt the baby. She wrote in her letter that she did not want to go to a stranger and she knew I was gay so she thought my husband would understand...at least after some time. We met up under some pretense and she….. she must have drugged me or something. I do not remember anything of that meeting or that night. I only know what she wrote and she didn't write much on that matter.' the Professor tried to explain.

'She drugged me and... and had intercourse with me and then left me in one of the rooms at the pub where we had met. I couldn't remember anything until I read that letter. I don't know what happened between her and James when he found out.' Severus concluded his story and looked down at his son, waiting for his reaction.

Harry didn't know what to say. This was...this was crazy. Unbelievable crazy. How could his mother do that. Not just that she cheated on her husband but she also made Severus a cheater although she knew that he was married as well. How could she do that to him. Harry looked up at his Dad and only when he saw the slight mirth in his eyes did he notice that his mouth was gaping open. Quickly closing it he asked the first thing that came to his mind.

'My mother knew about your marriage?'

A little surprised that this would be Harry's first question he was grateful that it was an easy one.

'Yes. She was one of our witnesses actually. We married in secret because of everything going on but Lily and Lucius Malfoy were there to witness the bonding.'

Before they could say anything else there was a chime from the fireplace, announcing a Floo call.

'I better look who it is. We don't want the headmaster storming in here. Hopefully it is just Poppy with news.'

After Severus left the room Harry quickly got up and threw the robe on that was lying at the end of the bed. He was curious who called and his father hadn't told him to stay in his room. He followed the voices he recognized as Madame Pomfrey's and his Dad's to the living room where his father was talking in the fireplace.

'Poppy I don't know if that is such a good idea. We have a lot to sort out and additional people knowing will make it more difficult to keep Harry's location and parentage hidden.'

At the mention of himself Harry perked up and followed the conversation more closely.

'I know Severus but if we don't tell them something they will cause mayhem everywhere in the school trying to find him. They have been pestering me since you left yesterday night. I believe it is best if they can see him.'

To Harry it was clear that they were talking about Ron and Hermione. They were his best friends and would want to know what is going on. Harry cleared his throat to get his father's attention.

'Give me a moment, Poppy.' with that he turned to expectantly look at his eavesdropping son who didn't even look ashamed for doing so.

'How about Madame Pomfrey gives them detention with you tonight and I can meet them there. Nobody would know and if she told them that you had more information or something they would also be quiet for the rest of today.' Harry suggested.

'That…..that is actually quite a good idea, Harry.' turning back to the fireplace he addressed Poppy again.

'Harry had a good idea. Give them detention with me tonight. But give them enough hints to understand that Harry will be there with explanations. That will give us some more time to work things out.'

'That sounds like a good idea. I will do so. When should I come over to check Harry?' Poppy was happy with their plan. The two Gryffindors were getting on her nerves. Especially since she also had to keep a nosy headmaster out of the infirmary.

'After lunch?' Severus was not too keen to find out what those rotten muggles had done to his son although he needed to.

With a nod of confirmation Poppy ended the Floo call to scare some students, a headmaster and a Minister.

Severus stood up and turned to his son who had a rather serene look on his face. After hearing the how he had been conceived the boy should not be tranquil but rather indignant. The emotions displayed on Harry's face just confused him.

'Harry, why do you look so happy after what you just found out about your mother and me?'

Hearing the genuine confusion in his Dad's voice Harry answered completely truthful.

'I am upset about that letter but I am happy because I will see my most important people tonight again.'

'Your fellow Gryffindors are the most important people in your life?' Severus was surprised and before he could stop himself he asked another question. 'May I ask why that is the case?'

'Of course. You are my Dad, you are allowed to ask anything, I think. Well Hermione is like the sister I never had. She guessed that things at the Dursley's are not all that great and she makes sure that I do my homework and learn and stuff. She looks out for me and I love that I can count on her no matter what happens. Ron may be a hothead but he is MY hothead. He may have let his emotions get the better of him before but we finally got it all out at the beginning of the year after that first task.' Harry said with a grin, waiting for his Dad to catch on.

'What do you mean YOUR hothead? The way you said that….'

'MY hothead means that he belongs to me the same way Marvolo belongs to you Dad. He is my boyfriend and there is no one better than him out there no matter what you think.' Harry said exhilarated. He watched rather gleefully as the words registered in his Dad's mind and he sunk down on the couch that was thankfully behind him staring at Harry in shock.

'What?...How?...You and Him?...' Severus mumbled, unable to get a comprehensive sentence out. His mind was scrambled. His son and Ronald Weasley in a relationship?

'When...when did that happen?' he tried again.

'Dad. We have been joined at the hip since we first met. It was just a matter of time until we moved from best friends to boyfriends. He is my protector and no matter what everyone sees during the day in the halls of Hogwarts, at night in our dorms he is the sweetest boy you can imagine.' Harry sat down opposite his Dad, knowing that this would take some time.

'Protector? How come?' Severus croaked, still to shocked to ask sensible questions.

'He rescued me from the Dursley's before second year. I was so scared because I couldn't get in contact with anyone and then one night Ron, Fred and George arrived in their father's flying car and freed me. I was so grateful that someone had been thinking of me and so happy that he still wanted to be my friend. When we arrived back at the Burrow just in time for breakfast and Mrs. Weasley scolded us for using the car and all that it made me feel so loved and it is still one of my best memories. My first night there I had a nightmare about Quirrel. Ron woke me up and held me while I got over my panic attack. We have been sleeping in the same bed ever since. He keeps my nightmares at bay and he is there to sooth me if I still have any.' Harry explained in a rather dreamy voice.

'You know, this year was the first time something happened and he didn't stand by me in public. I know he still defended me against others and helped me anyway he could but we weren't talking. After the first task we talked a long time. We found that our feelings for each other had changed and he had been very jealous of all the attention I was getting from everyone, although I never noticed.'

'Of course you never noticed. You wouldn't notice someone liking you until they kissed you! Even I noticed that he harboured feelings for you, Harry. I just didn't know you returned them.' Severus had finally recovered from his shock and found some light teasing was in order. Harry pulled a face but continued on.

'Yeah. He told me the same thing as you just did. Only then did I understand. We have been a couple since after the first task but we kept it as quiet as possible, even-...'

'After the first task? But you went to the ball with Miss Patil? Why not with Mister Weasley?' Severus interrupted his son, for once too curious to wait.

'As I was saying, we tried to keep it as quiet as possible. To avoid all the attention we went to the ball with the Patil twins although that didn't work out that well. Ron was very jealous all night long because of the girl's glances they kept throwing at me. All night long we only wanted to dance with each other.' Harry ended there. If his Dad wanted to know more they could still talk tonight, with his friends there. He told him as much and Severus agreed. They had more pressing matters to discuss.

TBC

First posted on: 23. April 2017

Next update planned: 30. April 2017