Summary: Severus Snape gets a letter from the future, which reveals things that will change everything.
Author's Note: I wrote this a couple years ago, but just decided to post this. Please note that not everything from the books are covered, but a lot of highlights are. This story will be split into two parts. I hope you like this story!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. All characters belong to J. K. Rowling.
Part I
Professor Severus Snape, Potions Master at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, sat at his desk in his cold and gloomy office, grading essays. He was not in a good mood, not that he ever was. Today, however, he was in an especially sour mood, because a Gryffindor dared talk back to him when he found him out after curfew.
All of a sudden, a letter appeared on his desk out of nowhere. Snape first checked for curses on the letter. Not finding any, he opened the envelope and started reading.
Dear Professor Snape,
I know you're probably going to sneer when you see who is writing to you. This is Harry Potter. No, please don't stop reading. You need to read through this entire thing. I am from the future. I know right now, you're spying for the light side. I also know what will happen to you near the end of the war. I am writing to you to warn you, so the war may not end with as many people dying, including yourself.
Let me start with my history. As you already know, Lily Evans-Potter died to save me. Therefore, I was sent to my blasted aunt and uncle's house. In case you're curious, yes, I lived with my mother's sister, Petunia Evans-Dursley and her fat husband, Vernon Dursley. Oh, and let's not forget their fat son, Dudley. They are the meanest Muggles I've ever had to deal with.
From day one, they threw me into the cupboard under the stairs, and that is where I slept until I received my first Hogwarts letter. Anyway, before I explain that part to you, let me backup a bit. My entire life, Dudley would hit me, bully me verbally, and well, you get what I'm saying. His friends were no better. They also bullied and tormented me, and they especially enjoyed playing "Harry Hunting." What is "Harry Hunting?" Well, it's where Dudley and his friends chase me until they catch me, and then they beat the you-know-what out of me. I know you may not appropriate swearing, so I'll try to keep it to a minimum in this letter. I know that if I did swear in your presence, you would take at least a hundred points from my house. Anyway, moving on.
When I was very young, Aunt Petunia wanted me to start cooking breakfast for the whole family. She would wake me up every morning by knocking on my cupboard door and screeching for me to get up. I swear, even an alarm clock would be better than her shrill voice. If I didn't get up when she told me to, or if I didn't make breakfast correctly, or even if I was just too slow, my stupid aunt would hit me with the frying pan and my stupid uncle would beat me before throwing me into the cupboard for the rest of the day without food. Yes Professor, they would starve me if I misbehaved. I was also given chores I had to do each day, which included things like mowing the grass, watering plants, cleaning the house until it was spotless, getting rid of the weeds in the garden, and so much more. If I didn't do my chores, if I didn't get them done by the time Uncle Vernon came home from work, or if I didn't do them well enough, like if the house wasn't spotless, I would be beaten and thrown into my cupboard.
For holidays, like Christmas, I never got any presents. In fact, I would be locked up in my cupboard with the spiders for the entire day, while I listened to the Dursleys having a great time. Dudley would even rub it in my face by coming to my cupboard and telling me about all the great gifts he got. His gifts normally consisted of candy, video games, and other toys that he would break before the next year was up.
In primary school, I tried so hard to get good grades. Dudley was horrible at school, so I easily got better grades than him. However, whenever I would bring home my report card, my uncle would yell at me, saying that I was showing off, or that I was cheating, because apparently, he thinks that no one can do better than Dudley. You can probably guess what happened next. Yup, I was thrown into my cupboard.
When I got my Hogwarts letter, I tried to open it without my aunt and uncle seeing, but they caught me, and they took it away from me. I was so confused. I had no idea that magic was even a thing back then. Yes, I'm being serious here. Anyway, I was thrown into my cupboard until my uncle flung open my door and said that I would be moving into Dudley's second bedroom. Why anyone would need a second room, I have no idea. The room was filled with all of his junk, like his broken toys. But hey! There were a lot of books in there that he never read, because he doesn't like to read. That meant I had a lot of books I could read. Yes, I actually do like to read.
Finally, after days of Hogwarts letters coming in, my uncle got fed up with it, and drove us away, hoping to get away from the letters. I must admit, it was somewhat clever, but didn't work, of course.
Hagrid came on my eleventh birthday and gave me my letter. He even gave Dudley a pig's tail, which amused me greatly. Oh, and he got mad at the Dursleys for saying that my parents died in a car crash. He had to tell me the truth of how my parents died. So, as you can see, Professor, my life wasn't so spoiled like you thought it was. You may want to keep your mouth shut and not assume.
Finally, September first came. The Dursleys took me to King's Cross station, and I boarded the Hogwarts Express. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that Hagrid took me to Diagon Alley, and I met the boy who would bully me for the next several years.
Anyway, the Dursleys didn't help me find the right platform. Actually, now that I think about it, I bet Aunt Petunia knew exactly where it was, because she must have seen my mum catch the train many times, so why wouldn't she help me? Oh wait, it's because she didn't care.
On the train, I met Ron Weasley right away, and we immediately started talking. He told me about chocolate frogs and Bertie's Bott's Every Flavor Beans. I tried a chocolate frog, and I got Albus Dumbledore as my first chocolate frog card. I was shocked that the picture moved. So of course, Ron had to explain that to me too.
Then I met Neville Longbottom and Hermione Granger. At the time, neither Ron or myself liked Hermione, because she seemed too bossy for our liking. Don't worry Professor, you're not the only one who thinks she's a know-it-all.
When we got to Hogwarts, we were immediately sorted into our houses. I, like everyone else, was scared. What first year wouldn't be scary? I sat on the stool when my name was called, and the hat was considering putting me in Slytherin. Yes, you're probably sitting there in shock, probably glad though that you didn't have to be my head of house. In the end, I convinced the hat to put me in a different house. It finally chose Gryffindor. Sorry Professor, but I really didn't want to be placed into your house, because I knew that Draco Malfoy was sorted into that house, and I didn't want anything to do with him, and Ron had told me that evil witches and wizards went into Slytherin. I realize now that not all Slytherins are bad, but hey, I was eleven at the time! What do you expect?
My first few days of classes went well, until that Friday. You see, I was actually looking forward to Potions class. Oh, how disappointed I would be by the end of that class period. You immediately started scaring me. You asked me those three questions about stuff I didn't even know about yet. I think you knew that any average first year wouldn't know the answers to those questions, so I'm sorry to say this, but you were stupid to even ask me those questions, and when Hermione knew the answers, you wouldn't even call on her. Are you that heartless? Maybe, maybe not.
After that day, I hated Potions class. I never wanted to go back to that class, but sadly, I had to. Every single class, you would torment me.
A little bit after that, Malfoy came up to me, and challenged me to a duel. Of course, I accepted the challenge. I should have known better, because when I went, with Ron and Hermione by my side, Malfoy wasn't even there. Stupid Malfoy. He was being a liar. We then heard a sound, so we started running. We were running from Filch and Mrs. Norris. We nearly ran into a door. Hermione unlocked the door, and we ran inside. We had no idea that it was the third floor corridor. You know, it was forbidden. We met Fluffy, the three-headed dog, then we ran out, luckily not being caught by Filch.
On Halloween, Professor Quirrell claimed that a troll was in the dungeons. I'm sure you remember that very well, Professor. I don't think I have to go into too much detail about that. However, I will admit, Hermione did lie to you. The truth is, Ron and I heard Hermione screaming in the bathroom, because we might have accidentally locked the troll in there with her. I know, you probably want to kill me for that. I guess we were dunderheads that night. But after that day, Hermione was our friend.
Thanks to Hagrid telling us about someone named Nicholas Flamel, we started researching for him. However, we kept coming up with nothing, until Christmas. It was one of Neville's chocolate frog cards that helped us. Hermione then found out about the sorcerer's stone in one of the many books she had.
We assumed that you were the one going after the stone. So we started keeping an eye on you. Oh, and we thought that it was you who cursed my broom, which was why Hermione set your robes on fire. Sorry Professor. If we had known, we would have set Quirrell's robes on fire instead. Thank you for trying to counter the curse though.
I found out later that year that Hagrid had a dragon. I won't go into too much detail about it, but I will say this: you need to tell Malfoy to keep his nose out of other people's business. We were able to get the dragon to Charlie Weasley, who took it from us, but Malfoy apparently had to go run his mouth to Professor McGonagall. We got in huge trouble, thanks to Malfoy.
In June, we found out how to get past Fluffy, and when we heard that Professor Dumbledore left the school for the rest of the day, we thought that you would go after the stone that night, so we went down there. I had the surprise of my life when I found out that it was Quirrell, not you. I had to meet the spirit of snake-face for the first time. Oh, sorry, I meant Lord Voldemort. I think Snake-face would have been a more accurate name for him though. I got out of there safely, but it was my mother's love that protected me, since Quirrell couldn't touch me.
Sorry that your house of snakes lost the House Cup. It might have been a little unfair that Gryffindor got the cup in the end when your house had originally won it. At the time, I didn't think of that. I was just too happy that we had won it.
That summer, the Dursleys had dinner guests over, and they told me that I had to hide in my room, and pretend that I didn't exist. Well, that would have been easy to do, if it hadn't been for the house-elf that was waiting for me in my room. It was Dobby, the Malfoy's house-elf. He begged me not to go back to Hogwarts. In fact, he went as far as going downstairs and knocking over one of Aunt Petunia's desserts. The Ministry of Magic thought it was me who had done the magic, so I got a warning letter, and after that, Uncle Vernon put bars on my windows and put locks on my door, and locked me in my room. I never thought I would ever be able to leave that room again. Not until Ron, Fred, and George came to get me, that is. They came in Mr. Weasley's flying car. Yes, the very same car that Ron and I took to get to Hogwarts. Anyway, I spent the rest of the summer with the Weasleys, which was much better than staying with my blasted relatives.
On September the first, Ron and I were the last ones to go through the barrier. However, just as we were getting there, we ran into a solid wall. It wouldn't let us go through the barrier. So, without even thinking about it, we took the flying car to Hogwarts. We could have owled someone, or we could have waited for Mr. and Mrs. Weasley to come back, but we never thought about it. We were being dunderheads again, I admit it.
You had every right to be furious with us when we got to Hogwarts. We had been immature, and well, we could have dealt with the situation differently. In fact, I'm shocked that we weren't expelled that same night.
As you may recall, I had detention with Lockhart. Well, when I was in detention with him, I started hearing a voice, and I couldn't figure out what it was. All I knew was that it was wanting to kill. Lockhart, of course, said that he didn't hear anything, and that I must have been tired. I knew that wasn't true, because I was wide awake.
I was practicing Quidditch when Malfoy came out. He called Hermione a Mudblood. I'm going to guess that you never found out about that, because I know for a fact that if you had, you would have taken points from Malfoy, even though he's in your own house. After all, I know you hate to hear that word being spoken. How do I know that? I'll tell you that in a little bit. Ron then tried to cast a spell on Malfoy, but instead, Ron was burping up slugs, because his wand was not working correctly, thanks to the Whomping Willow.
Oh, have I already told you that you need to tell Malfoy to keep his mouth shut? Oh yeah, I think I did. I think he would listen to you, since you're his Head of House. He doesn't listen to anyone else though. Anyway, moving on. On Halloween, as you may remember, Mrs. Norris was petrified. You and Filch had a lot of fun blaming me. Well, guess what? It wasn't my fault. I was just coming back from a death-day party, and I heard that voice again. I followed it to see what it was, and I ran across a petrified Mrs. Norris. I will be honest with you, I think she should have been kept the way she was. At least being petrified means she couldn't help Filch catch people out of their dorms at night. Oh yeah, getting off topic. Anyway, I was very disturbed by what the words on the wall said, that the Chamber of Secrets had opened once again, and well, you probably remember exactly what it said.
The first Quidditch match of the year was quite interesting, to say the least. I was very confused when a bludger kept following me. No matter how hard I tried to avoid it, it would come flying at me. It was kind of scary, actually. Even Fred and George tried to beat it away, but it didn't work. I finally caught the Snitch, but as I was landing, the bludger hit me in the arm. Do you remember that? I'm sure you do. You probably took much pleasure in me being hurt. But remember what I told you about the Dursleys? Think about them before you just start smiling about a bludger whacking me in the arm. Anyway, Lockhart claimed that he could fix it.
You know Professor, I think even you would have done a better job at healing it than Lockhart did. At least you wouldn't have taken out every bone in my arm like he did. I had to spend that night in the hospital wing, and I got a visit from Dobby. He admitted that he was the one to keep me from getting onto the platform, and that he was the one to curse the bludger. He said that he did it to try to keep me from staying at Hogwarts. He left abruptly because Dumbledore and McGonagall came in, carrying Colin Creevy. He had been petrified too. That was when it was official. The Chamber of Secrets came to light. It had definitely opened again. In History of Magic after that, Hermione asked Professor Binns about the Chamber of Secrets. For once, the boring professor actually talked about something that we were all interested in.
Then there was the Dueling Club. I found it very impressive when you got Lockhart good with the disarming spell. However, everything that happened during the Dueling Club after that was a nightmare. Professor, I don't understand why you gave Malfoy that idea of conjuring a snake, but that was just horrible. As you may recall, that snake was going after Justin. I was standing there, horrified. I knew that I couldn't let it hurt him, so without even thinking, I told it to back off. I was beyond shocked when it actually did. Then you and everyone else were giving me weird looks, as if I had been transfigured into an animal or something. I left the room with Ron and Hermione, and they told me what had happened. I found out that I am a parselmouth. Well, that explained a lot. However, no one wanted anything to do with me for a while. Almost every student thought that I was the heir of Slytherin or something. What a joke! Even if I was the heir of Slytherin, I wouldn't be proud of it. I even tried to talk to Ernie and some of his friends, but they wouldn't give a you-know-what. I finally gave up on trying to convince people that I wasn't the heir of Slytherin. When I was walking around after that, I ran across Justin, who was petrified, and Nearly Headless Nick, who couldn't be petrified exactly, but it was still really weird. Sadly, Peeves just had to make my presence known. I remember all of the students and teachers coming out of their classrooms, and I was taken to the Headmaster's office for the first time. Has Dumbledore always used sweets as his passwords? I'm guessing he probably has. I think it was smart though to use a Muggle candy, since most people would never figure that out. Well, I got to see Fawkes be reborn from the ashes, which was really cool, but kind of scary at first, because I didn't know what had happened. And I was afraid of being blamed for it, since the Dursleys drilled into my head that everything was my fault. I was relieved that it wasn't me at all. When Dumbledore asked me if I had anything to say about the attacks, I said no. I should have told him about the voice I was hearing, but of course, I didn't. For the third time in this letter, I'm going to admit, I was a dunderhead. Of all times I should have told someone about the voice, it was then, and I blew it. After that though, people stopped thinking I was the heir of Slytherin. Thank Merlin!
But I was trying to figure out who was the one to open the Chamber of Secrets. What I'm about to tell you is going to make you angry, I'm sure of that. We found out how to make the polyjuice potion, and Hermione stole some ingredients from you so that she could start brewing the potion in one of the girls' bathrooms. We wanted to be able to talk to Malfoy and get information from him about the Chamber of Secrets, thinking maybe he opened it.
When the potion was finished, it was Christmas holiday, so we thought it would be perfect, because there weren't so many people in the castle, so the chances of us getting caught were very slim. Ron and I turned into Crabbe and Goyle, and went to the Slytherin Common Room, which itself was an adventure, because we had never been there before. When we got there, we just played dumb, because that's what Crabbe and Goyle are. Malfoy fell for it. We asked him many questions, but sadly, he wasn't the one to open the Chamber of Secrets. He didn't know who did, so we were quite disappointed. Of course, we had to hurry out, because Ron's hair was turning back to normal, and if Malfoy had seen all of that red hair, we would have been caught.
I remember seeing water all over the floor, so I went into the girls' bathroom where Moaning Myrtle was, and she explained to me that someone had come in and threw a book at her. She told me where the book was, and I found it. It seemed to be a diary, but there was nothing on the pages. I kept it, to see if I could figure out the mystery behind it. Finally, I figured out that if I wrote in it, it wrote back to me. I should have known that it was very dark, but I just found it so interesting. It pulled me into a page of it, and it was a memory of Tom Riddle and Hagrid. For a while after that, I thought that Hagrid opened the Chamber of Secrets, because I couldn't figure out any other way it could have happened.
I'll never forget when Hermione was petrified. She had gone to the library to do some research, like always, and the next thing we all knew, we were sent to our common rooms. Everything after that was so weird, us being walked to our classes by a teacher. I bet you didn't enjoy that, did you Professor?
Things started getting very interesting when Professor Dumbledore was suspended from the school. I was actually at Hagrid's when that happened. I was also there when Hagrid was taken to Azkaban for a short time. Then Ron and I took a trip into the Forbidden Forest. It didn't go well. The only thing we found out from that was that Hagrid had not opened the Chamber of Secrets. I told myself that I never wanted to go into the Forbidden Forest again. Of course, I did in later years, but that's beside the point.
It was horrifying when we found out that Ginny Weasley had been taken down to the Chamber of Secrets. I thought it was so funny when Lockhart was asked to go find the chamber, then he chickened out until Ron and I convinced him. I kind of regret that now. Even you would have been a better choice to have with us. Sure, you would have made snide remarks the whole time, but at least you would have known what you were doing. Lockhart attempted to cast a memory charm on us, but he failed. It backfired, and hit him instead. He deserved it though. He kept casting memory charms on people, so it was about time he got what he deserved. I was able to find Ginny without problems, but before I could do anything, Tom Riddle showed up, and that's when I found out that he was actually a younger version of Lord Voldemort. Oh yeah, and I forgot to mention that voice I was hearing was a basilisk.
Anyway, Riddle called for the basilisk, and admitted to me that Ginny Weasley opened the Chamber of Secrets, but only because she was under his control, thanks to the bloody diary. Let's just say, I would have never gotten out of there without Fawkes and the Sorting Hat. Fawkes cried on my wounds, and I got the sword of Gryffindor from the Sorting Hat. I was so relieved when Riddle finally disappeared when I destroyed the diary. Ron, Ginny, and I were able to get out of there, thanks to Fawkes. We had a lot to explain to Dumbledore. It took me fifteen minutes just to explain everything to him. By the end of it, I felt like I was going to lose my voice because of all the talking I was doing.
Ron and I got awarded, because we saved the school pretty much. That was interesting. Lockhart was sent to St. Mungo's, which is good, because he was not a very good teacher anyway. Hermione and everyone was cured, and they joined us for the feast. Of course, Hagrid came too. The best part was, we didn't have to do exams!
That summer was a nightmare. I wanted to get Uncle Vernon to sign the Hogsmeade permission slip, but he told me that he would only sign it if I was on my very best behavior while Aunt Marge was there. By the way, Aunt Marge isn't my actual aunt, but I had to call her that, for whatever reason. She's Uncle Vernon's sister. Everything was fine at first, but at dinner, she commented about my parents, and she was saying some very horrible things about them. I got so mad that my accidental magic kicked in. I turned her into a balloon. I thought it was quite funny, but the Dursleys were freaking out, trying to get her down, since she was floating. I really wish the Ministry had not put her back to normal. I'm glad I wasn't there when the Ministry arrived. I ran out with my things. I wasn't sure where I was going to go, but that question was answered when the Knight Bus arrived. I ended up pretending to be Neville Longbottom, since I didn't want anyone to know it was me. I know, I was stupid. I should have been honest, but I just hate attention, so I just thought being Neville would be much better. I went to the Leaky Cauldron. Minister Fudge was there when I arrived.
Minister Fudge had Tom the bartender get me some food, and then I was told that I wouldn't be expelled from Hogwarts. I was so afraid that I would be. As you know, Hogwarts is the only place I ever really called home.
I was allowed to stay at the Leaky Cauldron for the rest of the summer, instead of going back to the Dursleys. Thank Merlin for that. I was not able to get my Hogsmeade form signed, but that wasn't the first thing on my mind at the moment. The Weasleys came to stay at the Leaky Cauldron the night before I was due to return to Hogwarts. It was great to see my friends again. I overheard Mr. and Mrs. Weasley talking about me, of all people. They were also talking about Sirius Black. They were having an argument. Mrs. Weasley did not want me to know about Sirius Black, no matter what. Mr. Weasley seemed to be fine with me knowing. Before the train left the next day, Mr. Weasley warned me about Sirius Black. I was almost too late getting on the train before it left. I made it just in time. The train ride itself was interesting.
In the middle of the train ride, everything just suddenly stopped, and a dementor came in. I heard screaming in my head, though I thought it was a real scream around me at first. I was cold and ran down until Professor Lupin gave me chocolate. Oh yeah, and Hermione has a cat named Crookshanks who doesn't like Scabbers, Ron's rat.
The first Quidditch match of the year was a disaster. I'm sure you remember all those dementors who came onto the pitch and I fell? Well, that time, I didn't just hear screaming. I heard someone saying, "Not Harry! Take me instead!" Yes, it was my mum. I woke up in the hospital wing. What a shock. I found out that my broom was broken beyond repair. I was very sad about that.
Oh, I failed to remember to mention our first Defense Against the Dark Arts class that year. We had to face our biggest fears with a Boggart. Neville's was by far the funniest. He was scared of... you! It was so funny. I never got a chance to see what my fear was. I thought it would be Voldemort. Well, I would find out later on that Voldemort was not my biggest fear.
I couldn't go to Hogsmeade. Even after asking Professor McGonagall, I still couldn't go, since I never got it signed by the Dursleys. Well, Fred and George helped with that. They gave me the Marauder's Map, which I'm sure you remember all too well. After all, the map insulted you in your office. That was the greatest thing ever! Anyway, I snuck into Hogsmeade. I wasn't caught, at least not that time.
Do you remember Halloween, when Sirius Black tried getting into Gryffindor Tower? I sure do. I was awake half of the night thinking about it while laying there in the Great Hall. I might have listened to the staff talking about the situation.
Once I figured out what my biggest fear was, which were dementors, Professor Lupin started teaching me the Patronus Charm. We used a Boggart, so that I could practice with a Dementor. It was very challenging, and it took me many lessons to finally get it. My patronus is a stag. That comes from my dad, of course. You're probably scowling at the sound of that, huh? Anyway, I don't think I need to explain the second time I went into Hogsmeade, because you were the one to catch me. I never snuck out to Hogsmeade after that. I didn't want to chance it. Plus, Professor Lupin took the Marauder's Map, so I couldn't really sneak there anyway.
I almost forgot to mention the best Christmas present I've ever received. It was a Firebolt! I was finally able to play on the Quidditch team with only the best broom in the world!
I will never forget the day where they were planning to kill Buckbeak. I am sure you already know the full story, so I don't think I need to explain why they were planning on killing Buckbeak to begin with. Ron, Hermione, and I went to Hagrid's hut that evening, and we waited with him until people started coming. We were planning on returning to the castle when a big dog grabbed Ron by the leg and started dragging him. Hermione and I chased after him. I know, we should have gotten a staff member instead of running right into danger, but we weren't thinking at the time. We were taken to the Shrieking shack. We found out that the dog was Sirius Black.
At first, everyone was yelling at each other. After what seemed like forever, Sirius Black started to explain his story, which I don't need to tell you because you already know. Of course, you just had to come in and ruin everything. Sorry that you were knocked out for a bit.
After finding out that Peter Pettigrew betrayed the Potters, we all left to go back up to the castle. However, a dementor, or should I say, many dementors, started surrounding us. Professor Lupin was already transforming at this time, so he couldn't help us. Yes, he forgot to take his potion.
I woke up in the hospital wing, where everyone seemed to be yelling at each other. It was not exactly fun to listen to. Then Dumbledore had Hermione and i go back in time using the time-turner to go save Buckbeak and Sirius. We saved Buckbeak first, then we had to stand around while the dementors surrounded our other selves. I cast my patronus, which explains why I still have a soul. Then we rode Buckbeak to go get Sirius out of the castle. He climbed onto Buckbeak, and rode off.
We got back to the hospital wing just in time.
In your time, it is currently my fourth year, so I won't go into too much detail about everything. After all, we wouldn't want the future to be ruined for you. I will just highlight some things from my fourth year and beyond. First of all, there is the Triwizard Tournament, in which there were only supposed to be three champions, not four. Yes, my name came out of the Goblet of Fire. So Hogwarts had two champions. Ron was jealous for a while, and even refused to talk to me.
You may want to know who placed my name in the Goblet of Fire, so that you can stop it from happening in your time. I will tell you that in a little bit. You should know that I kept having little dreams about Voldemort, and after each one, my scar would hurt. It's the connection between us, I guess. I had to compete in three tasks for the tournament, but the third one is what you'll really want to know about. Cedric Diggory and I both got to the Triwizard Cup at the same time, so we decided to take it together. We had no idea what was coming.
The cup was a portkey. We were taken into a graveyard, and Peter Pettigrew used the Killing Curse on Cedric. Then Pettigrew took some of my blood. Let's just put it this way. My blood was used to bring Voldemort back. He was able to touch me, but only because he now had some of my blood.
Voldemort tried to kill me, but our spells connected to each other, and our wands started acting up. I saw my parents and Cedric. My dad told me to run over to the portkey, take it, and go. Ceddric asked me to take his body back to Hogwarts. So after the connection broke, I did just that. Once I got back to school, Dumbledore asked me what happened, then there was an uproar. Moody took me to his office. Well, that is, who I thought was Moody.
Moody admitted to putting my name in the Goblet of Fire, and then he was about to kill me when Dumbledore, you, and Professor McGonagall ran in. Moody was stunned. I then found out that it was really Barty Crouch JR. He admitted to making the cup a portkey. The real Moody was in a drawer.
Here's what you need to do. Tell Dumbledore that the Moody that's teaching at Hogwarts is actually Barty crouch JR., and get him out of there before he can put my name in the Goblet of Fire. Now, on to my fifth year.
My fifth year starts out with meeting Dolores Umbridge. She's the new DADA professor. Be careful. She loves to hand out detentions, and she makes your detentions look fun. Here's why. On my first day of her class, I might have gotten mad at her for denying that Voldemort was back. She gave me detention. In her detentions, she had me write with a Blood Quill. Yes, I know now that it's illegal, but I didn't know that at the time. So I just dealt with it.
Professor Umbridge didn't teach us anything about defense. In fact, all we ever did was read out of textbooks. Umbridge claimed that we wouldn't need to practice spells, because there would be nothing out in the world that would be after us. What a lie!
So, Hermione and I decided to create a group, one that would practice defensive spells. We called it Dumbledore's Army. We did the meetings in the Room of Requirement, where Umbridge wouldn't find us. That worked for a while, but she did eventually find us. We were taken to Dumbledore's office, and I found out that one of the students had told Umbridge. I wish we had been more careful, and made some kind of vow that would prevent anyone from telling. Dumbledore had to leave the school. This meant, stupid Umbridge was in charge.
You were teaching me Occlumency, which, I might add, wasn't going well. Part of it was that you weren't teaching me very well, and the other part of it was that I wasn't trying all that hard. So we were both at fault. Of course, back then, I just blamed you. I didn't admit to not trying hard enough.
One day, when we were having our lesson, you had to leave to go see what was going on on another floor. I saw a Pensieve, so I went into it to see what I could find. I saw that my dad was bullying you. I wish I had not seen that. Of course, you caught me, and you threw me out of your office. The lessons were over after that. I will say, I'm sorry that you were bullied. I don't care who it is, but NO ONE should be bullying another student.
I was doing my History of Magic OWL when I had a vision. It showed Sirius being captured by Snake-face. I freaked out, and lost any rational thinking I had. I tried using Umbridge's fireplace to call Grimmauld Place. Stupid Kreacher lied to me and said that Sirius wasn't there. I would find out later that he was.
Umbridge tried using a truth potion to get me to tell her what I was doing, but thankfully, you had made it so that it didn't work. Thank you, Professor.
You came in, and I said to you, "Padfoot." Umbridge didn't know who I was talking about, but you did, even though you didn't show that you did. A lot of the members from Dumbledore's Army went to the Ministry of Magic, but not before leaving Umbridge in the Forbidden Forest. We went to the Department of Mysteries, because that's where my vision showed where Sirius would be.
We found out very quickly that it was a trap. Sirius was not there. Instead, we had to deal with the Death Eaters. Bellatrix Lestrange did the most horrible thing ever. You see, Sirius arrived at the scene, and started fighting Bellatrix. Bellatrix sent a spell at him, and well, he fell through the veil. I am pretty sure I don't need to tell you what that meant. I chased after Bellatrix, and I even tried using the Cruciatus curse on her, because I was so angry at her. It didn't work, and in a way, I'm kind of glad it didn't.
Then Voldemort arrived. He and I dueled, and Dumbledore showed up to help me. When I got back to Hogwarts, I yelled at Dumbledore, accusing him of not understanding what I was going through. After letting out some steam, we finally had a very long conversation, where he answered a lot of the questions I had. By the time I left his office, he even had a tear rolling down his face.
Now for my sixth year. It was very crazy. I noticed that Dumbledore had a black hand, which I found out later was because he touched a Horcrux that had a dark spell in it. Oh, and before I go on, I have a favor to ask of you. If Umbridge is to teach at Hogwarts during my fifth year, please find a way to turn her into a toad and then step on her. Please, and thank you.
Anyway, back to my sixth year. I had private talks with Dumbledore very often, and he told me about Horcruxes. He showed me memories of Tom Riddle as a younger kid, and then even later on. I finally found out that Voldemort had six Horcruxes. He had a locket, which was Slytherin's locket, Hufflepuff's Cup, a diary, which I had already destroyed in my second year, a ring, and Voldemort's snake, were the only ones we knew of. I will find out the other one next year. Plus, another one that I didn't know about.
By the way, you were the DADA teacher that year. You seemed much happier to have your dream job. Horace Slughorn took your place for Potions. Anyway, Dumbledore and I went to a cave to get Slytherin's locket. Dumbledore had to drink a potion to get to the locket.
I'm getting kind of bored of writing all of this, so I'll just make this quick. Draco Malfoy was supposed to kill Dumbledore, but he couldn't bring himself to, so you did it. My friends and I ran off for the next year, destroying Horcruxes. Finally, we came back to Hogwarts to battle Voldemort.
You were the headmaster. Congrats, I guess. Anyway, Voldemort wanted you dead, so he ordered his slimy snake to do it. But I was there when that was happening, and you gave me some memories to watch in the Pensieve. I did so. I found out about how you loved my mum. I also found out that I would have to die in order to get rid of Snake-face. I let Voldemort kill me. However, I wasn't truly dead. Dumbledore talked to me, and he told me I could go back and end the war. So I did. I fought Snake-face. He tried to kill me again, but I sent it back at him, and that's how he died. I think that if you had survived the war, you would have been maybe a tiny bit nicer to me after that, because you wouldn't have had to spy anymore.
I now have a son whose middle name is Severus. You're welcome.
I'm writing this to give you a head's up about the future. I hope you can change how things play out. You may respond to this to ask me more questions.
Your student,
Harry J Potter
Snape stared at the letter in shock, horror, and so many other emotions coursing through him. He didn't know what to think. He had always been under the impression that Harry Potter was like his father, but he was now being proven wrong. He had questions, things to say, things he needed to do. He decided it was time to write a response to Harry Bloody Potter, of all people.
Snape took out a fresh piece of parchment, ink, and a quill. He started writing his response.