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Epiphany- I think you will be very happy with this chapter. And yes about Mpreg being Severus, that's my goal.

Fan girl 666- The next chapter Little Mr. Black will get what's coming to him, at least the start of it.

PiffyEQ- Don't worry, I love long reviews. I agree with the Petunia being a good friend. She's good for Severus. I wasn't really sure what to do about Lily but it's looking like a lot of people want this to be anti-Lily. I guess that can be done, lol. Because of her never really shutting down James' bullying of Snape, then marrying him, I feel this would probably happen. I think you'll like this chapter after your review.

It was late when Severus slipped back in through his window. He hoped his father didn't hear the window creak. Finally, for the first time since the Sorting Hat said he was a mistake, he felt he could breathe. There was a chance he was going to back to Hogwarts. His magic was back, he felt whole again. Now all he had to do was stay out of his father's way until Dumbledore comes and gets him, hopefully.

Petunia had washed and dried his clothes. So now he was at least in his own clothes. He wondered what Lily was doing now. Did she miss him? He tried not to be too upset with her for not standing up for him? She was only eleven, like him. Then there was the whole school seeing him break down in the Great Hall. Maybe once they see how good he is at spells and potions they'll like him. He hoped he didn't fall too far behind in his studies.

After putting the stone in his dresser, he changed into his nightclothes. He chose not to unpack, after all as soon as Dumbledore got their letter he would be coming to get him.

"Oh, Flora, that dress is to die for," Hilda James cooed.

Flora gave a little twirl in her new dress robes. "Thank you, Hilda. I just can't wait to go home and show Nexus."

They said their goodbyes and she went on her way. She wasn't one for buying things she didn't need, but it called out to her. Black and blue with sliver trim. Her husband would be pleased, he loved to show off his wealth. Having a wife in threadbare clothes did not do that. She grew up with money, she just never saw the need to show off. It was funny because she married the wrong man in that respect. But that didn't matter, because they were perfect for each other in every other way.

She had meet Nexus in her fifth year at Hogwarts. They were both prefects for different houses. He was a Slytherin and she was a Hufflepuff. He was tall, broad-shouldered and so very handsome with his raven black hair and dark eyes. He was so out of her league she didn't even dare to get a crush on him. Not only that he was the best beater in the whole school. Then there was her, short with a little extra padding around the middle. Strawberry blonde hair that refused to lie straight.

He started calling her Puff, she didn't know what to think about that. Then he would show up where she was…all the time. It wasn't until year six when he finally made his move. Too bad she had been dating Oscar Deering for a few months by that time. Poor little Oscar hadn't a chance once Nexus wanted him gone. She never took Nexus for a bully until that moment. After that she refused to even talk to him until he made it up to Oscar. She couldn't abide by bullies. Oscar was now one of their closest friends, him and his husband, Llewellyn.

When she disapparated home, her head elf Iggy, bouncing beside her. "Mistress Flora looks oh so nice," Iggy squeaked.

"You don't need to say such lies, Iggy," she said with a laugh.

Unlike most of the pureblood fuddy-duddies, she liked the house elves that worked for her to speak their minds. It was still tough going, the only one who ever did was Iggy's daughter Moxy. Moxy was only two decades old, she had been Eileen's shadow since the day Moxy first walked. Eileen running off hurt everyone in the manor, even the house elves.

Flora was quite young when she found out she was pregnant with Eileen. They had just finished Hogwarts, getting married was always in the cards. It just turned out that Eileen's conception rushed things a bit. They were married and expecting a baby at eighteen. They planned to have several children but the fates weren't in their favor. Eileen's birth didn't go to plan, they almost lost her. No matter what healing potions they used on Flora, she was unable to conceive again. Instead of feeling sorry for themselves, they gave all their love and affection to Eileen.

Then one day a week before she was supposed to start her apprenticeship at Shalvey's Apothecary, she just didn't come home. They sent the house elves looking for her, she must have put a charm on herself to stay hidden. Nexus spent so many galleons trying to find her with no luck. They hadn't see their daughter for almost twelve years. Flora still wrapped presents for her and placed them under the Christmas tree. She couldn't stand the thought of getting rid of them. So, they filled Eileen's closet. Not just Christmas gifts but also birthday and just anytime Flora felt like getting something for her only child.

"You look radiant," a smooth, cultured voice said from behind her.

Smiling she turned around and faced her husband. He may be older now, but she still saw the beautiful boy with the wicked smile. Her house friends never did see what she saw in him. That was until he saved a Ravenclaw first year, who had gotten on the wrong side of a troll. It was meeting him she stopped believing all the hype about Slytherins. Yes, they were cunning and sneaky, but every house had students that could be that way.

"You're not so bad yourself," she said.

Nexus wrapped her up in his strong arms. She always felt so safe and loved in his arms. How anyone could ever think the love of her life was evil was beyond her. He was the most kind, loving and caring man she had ever met.

He let go of her and pushed her away from his body ever so slightly. She looked up at him, it was then she noticed he looked upset.

"Love? What's wrong?"

"Found Eileen."

"No," she said shaking her head.

He was not smiling, he was not happy; there was no joy in his face. She didn't want to hear what he was going to say. She couldn't hear it, nothing was wrong with her baby girl. Surely the universe couldn't be that cruel.

"She's alive, my love. But wants nothing to do with us. She came to Gringotts and emptied her inheritance. Franek, the goblin in charge owled me. I got there just in time to confront her. I begged to know where she had been. She confessed she found herself in the family way, married the man who had gotten her in trouble. The things she said Flora, it was sickening."

She didn't understand. "What do you mean?"

"She had been poisoning her husband for years. Using him as a test subject. Worse, she had been doing the same to her son. She said her son had always been gifted in magic. But when he went to Hogwarts, he was denied because he didn't have a magical core. She's on the run now, whatever she did - destroyed her son's magic. It's only a matter of time before people start asking questions. How could she do such a thing…to her own child."

Flora shook her head; that didn't sound like her daughter. Her little girl was sweet, she loved to play gobstones. She wasn't some dark wizard. "No, you must have been mistaken."

"I'm not, she bragged about it. This is what she's been doing since she left. Making her child pay for ruining her career. She was actually happy she destroyed her child's magic. Not only that-"

"What?"

"No, I can't tell you, my love."

"Tell me."

"The potions she was giving her husband. It made him violent, her goal. But he wasn't violent towards her."

"The baby."

"Yes, but he's not a baby anymore. He's eleven, alone in a house with a drugged, violent father with no way of escape."

"We have to get him. I can't let my grandchild suffer because my daughter is a monster."

"I don't know where he is, but if he was at Hogwarts for even a day Dumbledore should know."


Severus curled up in the corner of the kitchen, trying to make as small a target as possible. His father was standing over him screaming. Severus had his eyes closed, trying to think of his mom coming to save him. She wasn't strong enough to go against his father, he knew that. But she would always hold him and sing to him afterwards. He loved her so much, she was the only one besides Lily who was ever there for him.

He was picked up by his shirt and thrown into the wall. "Please," he whimpered. His head was spinning, it felt like he was going to throw up.

There was a loud bang and his dad stumbled back and fell. His eyes landed on his savior.

"Petunia?"

Standing there over his fallen father was Petunia. She was holding a large cast iron skillet. Her slender, pinched face was red with anger.

"Did I kill him?"

Severus crawled over to where his father was laying unconscious. He could see his chest raising up and down. "No, he's alive."

"Want me to kill him?" she asked, waving the skillet a little.

"Umm…not today. Let's get out of here before he wakes up."

"Go pack your things, you're not staying here."

"You're only a year older than me, Petunia. You can't tell me what to do," he said stubbornly.

She waved the skillet more. "You sure?"

He laughed even though it hurt his face. She really was funnier than he ever gave her credit for. Just because it wasn't humor like Lily's didn't mean she wasn't funny. In truth, her sense of humor was more like his.

Going back to his bedroom he grabbed his trunk. He was lucky the charm his mother had put to lighten it was still working. He noticed the day he woke up after coming back from Hogwarts that the wand was gone. That meant his mother took it with her, she didn't believe he needed one. He didn't know what he would do without one, maybe one of the professors had an old one.

"Get your butt moving!"

"I'm coming," he growled. He quickly grabbed the stone and tossed it into his trunk. He hated touching it for even a minute.

Once he walked back into the kitchen he spotted Petunia lightly kicking his father. "What are you doing?"

"Umm…making sure he's breathing?"

"Come on, if he does wake up we're both in big trouble. Anyway, where I'm I going?"

"Well my mom left for her business retreat this morning. And my dad stays in the city when she's not home. So, it's just you and me for a couple of days. Hopefully by then your headmaster will contact us."

"What about your school?"

"I'm sick."

"You don't look sick."

"Shows what you know. I took my temperature this morning and it was very high." Her face showed how smug she was pulling one over on her parents.

As they walked to from Spinner's End to the nice side of town he could tell Petunia was thinking about something. She was being very quiet.

"Severus?" she finally said.

"Yes."

"Do you think now that I have magic, that I could go to Hogwarts?"

That caused him to stop. He didn't know the answer. Kids started Hogwarts after their eleventh birthday, Petunia was twelve. But what about the kids that had to wait until they were almost twelve to start, just because they had a late birthday?

"I really don't know. If you did your parents would have to go and get all the same things they did for Lily."

"Oh…oh well. It's not like I ever expected to go anyway. Come on, we have to get you home and cleaned up."

"Not another shower," he whined. His back still hurt from the beating, he didn't want hot water hitting it.

"Yes, another shower. And another. And another. You will keep showering until you resemble a student and not a beggar."

Severus stuck out his tongue. He laughed when she copied him. They were too busy making facing at each other to hear the man behind them.

"You manky little slag," Tobias Snape growled as he grabbed Petunia by her hair.

For a horrifying moment, Severus watched as his father pulled Petunia against his body.

"No much to look at, but you'll do," Tobias slurred.

Petunia screamed and tried to get out of his father's grip. Severus jumped at his father, he started to pull at his dad's arms to get him to let go of her. Suddenly, both Petunia and Severus were dropped to the ground. Petunia was shaking uncontrollably. Severus crawled over to her and wrapped his arms around her. He could hear a vaguely familiar voice shouting and his father shouting back, but he concentrated on his friend. His friend. It was so odd, before for two years he had nothing but horrible things to say about her. Now he held her while they both cried.

Suddenly the shouting stopped. Severus opened his eyes and saw the last person he was ever expecting.

"Hagrid?"

He had only saw the half giant once, at least he was almost sure he was half giant. It had been on his boat ride to the castle. He wondered what Hagrid was doing here in Cokeworth.

"Le's get out of te'r," the man said.

Severus looked to where his father was, he was sitting silently on the ground, looking in a daze.

"What's wrong with him?"

"I put 'im in a trace until the a'ors get 'ere."

"Come on, Petunia, let's get you home."

"S'ry, got strict orders to take you to Hogwarts."

Petunia seemed to shake herself out of her panic. "Hogwarts?" Her eyes widened as she took in Hagrid's appearance.

"Aye, le's go. Dumbledore got a portkey se' up fo'r us." He held out a small box. "Now, you both need to touch it at the same time." He spoke this last bit very slowly, so they understood completely. With their pinky fingers interlocked they touched the box. Severus thought he was going to throw up.