— Halloween —

Severus Snape hated Halloween. Hated it just as much as January 30th. He cancelled all his classes today, and went to the Great Hall for breakfast.

While eating, he decided he should bring Harry. It was after all, the date of his parents death, and even if he's sure to ask questions he would rather not answer.

"Headmaster" Severus said as he sat down.

"Ahh, Severus. Going to inform me you've cancelled your classes and are going to take a sick day?" The old man asked with a small smirk.

"Obviously." Severus said with a sigh. Sometimes this man was too much. "I am also requesting Harry for the day."

"Oh? May I ask why?"

"You know why Dumbledore. Not only is it the day of Lily's d- and James' death, but it's also… Harry Potter Day" Severus said with obvious distaste. "He doesn't need to be around for that."

"Of course not, but it's good to hear you care about the boy. Very well, if he is willing, he can have the day off of classes."

—Linebreak—

"Potter." Snape said from behind. Harry turned so quickly he elbowed Theo in the arm, and spilled his pumpkin juice.

"Yes Professor?"

"If you are so willing, you have the day off of classes, and can spend the day with me."

"On Halloween?"

Harry could see shock on his face, and Theo whispered to him; "Harry, dude. Your parents died on Halloween."

This time it was Harry's turn to look shocked. "I- How- Why- But-" then he blacked out.

"I- How- Why- But-" Harry said, and Severus saw a slight twinkle in his eyes.

"So Potter, would you like the day off with me?" Severus asked again to make sure Not-Harry knew what he said.

Not-Harry turned and pointed a glare at Severus. It was clearly a 'heard you the first time' glare. "Of course Professor. Sounds great."

"Good, meet me at 10:00 at the castle gates." He said, before moving off to his room. He needed to grab a few things before leaving.

"Should I wear formal robes?" Harry asked himself.

"Nah, should be fine to go without" Harry heard a voice say, did he think that? Sounded a bit different than usual.

Harry put away the formal robes, and got out some muggle jeans and a black T-Shirt. He had gotten them as a gift from Snape when he became his Godfather. At least the jeans were blue, even if they were dark blue.

Since it was sure to get cold, he grabbed a (dark) green hoodie, and put his wand inside a clever hole in the right sleeve for an easy flick into his hand.

Looking in the mirror to look himself over, he found he looked quite nice in the darker clothes that fit him.

He combed his hair into something manageable, and headed up to gates of Hogwarts.

The halls were empty, everyone was in class. So he made his way to his destination uninterrupted (minus a scar pain while passing Quirells class, and Mrs Norris trying to block him.

He arrived at 9:58. Two minutes to wait.

At exactly 10:00, he heard a sharp crack from next to him, right outside the gates.

He jumped, and saw Snape standing there. He was wearing a black v-neck t-shirt, black jeans, black shoes, and even had a black hacket that looked leather.

"Come on then Potter, I don't have all day".

Harry walked out, and Snape grabbed his hand. He suddenly felt very small and very dizzy, before hearing a sharp crack, and appearing in an empty graveyard.

"Welcome to the Potter Graveyard. While there is a memorial in Godricks Hallow, this is where every Lord, Lady, and Heir to be of the Potter House is buried. Your mother knew something bad was going to happen, and gave me access to the graveyard days before her death.

"Your father, opposed this, as we didn't quite get along, but after I swore an oath to not desecrate any graves, I was granted official access." Snape explained, all the while walking Harry down the rows.

Harry saw many names. Harold Potter, Hadrian Potter, Charlus Potter, Thomas Potter. All Lords of Potter House.

Then some Lady Potters, all with their maiden name. Black, Lestrange, Gaunt, Longbottom, Black, Rosier, Grindlewald, Weasley, Prince, Rosier.

Severus let Harry look at them all. He would flinch slightly whenever Prince was mentioned. Then he saw something that made him freeze.

Peverell.

Iolanthine Peverell… Potter has an Invisibility Cloak… It's real.

Severus quickly moved on, bringing Harry to James' and Lily's graves.

Lord James Charlus Potter and Lady Lily Potter née Evans.

Next to them was another grave, ground empty, labeled Lord Harry James Potter and Lady (?) Potter née (?).

"The graves are magic. When you get married, the grave will adjust itself for names to be shown. Of course, shall you be gay, the Lady will change to Lord. Oh don't look at me like that, did you not see 10 graves back? Lord Markus Potter-Prince and Lord Adrian Prince-Potter?"

"Oh." Harry said. "I didn't think that was accepted."

"In the Wizarding World, most people don't care who you love. The purebloods only care if you're able to make an heir, doesn't matter how. Blood adoption is most common with homosexual wizards and witches."

Suddenly, Harry gasped. Severus looked down at Harry, who was now staring wide eyed at him. "Would you be able to blood adopt me?"

Severus stopd there, shocked for a minute. Finally, he regained his composure, "Maybe in a few years okay? Just to see how well we can handle eachother?"

"Okie, will do." Harry mumbled, and Snape barely heard him. Then he saw a small glint in his eye, and he took out his wand.

Severus took a small step back in worry, before he saw Harry non-verbally cast a scourgify spell and clean his parents graves.

Harry looked up at him. "What were they like?" he asked

Severus thought. He should tell Harry what James was like, but… "Lily was the nicest person you could have ever met. She didn't care who you were, everyone deserved a chance, and a second chance in her eyes. We were friends from childhood, and she was just so curious about everything magic."

"Occasionally we would steal my mothers wand, and practice any magic we would think of. Small things we could do. We had some spell books, and we used those."

"She loved Charms, and was able to master then quickly. Potions was her second best, being able to do it with her eyes closed. But it wasn't her passion."

"And my father?" Harry asked.

Severus paused. How could he explain this. "You father, James was great at Tranfiguration. He was McGonnagals favorite student. He was the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and if I'm not mistaken he was a chaser."

"You're hiding something" Harry said with a glare… no, this was Not-Harry.

"I am, but so are you. What is your name, I can't just keep calling you Harry, that's going to get confusing." Severus said, returning a glare of his own.

"Now that's something I need to think about. Names have power, should I tell you mine?" Not-Harry stood there in silence, and Severus kept the silence, not wanting to be the first to drop.

Eventually, he could see Not-Harry become impatient. "Fine!" He practically yelled out. "My name is Alexander."

A/N: Yes, the alter does have a name… which may or may not be my name. I may be good at writing, but I am terrible at making names. I hope you enjoyed this, and I'll try to have another chaoter out this month.

But, I do have some reviews to reply to;

(Guest) James Birdsong - Thanks!

Lunanight19 - Guess you'll have to keep reading to find out

DS2010 - Indeed

(Guest) Bettina - Not-Harry (Now Alexander) is close to Voldemort in terms of Raw Power. Voldemort is still FAR more powerful as he has 70 more years of experience, and knowledge of many more spells. I wouldn't say Snape is worried about him, more… cautious and curious. I'm glad you enjoy my story, and I am indeed continuing to write.

Also what would y'all think about a My Hero Academia fanfiction? I should have a poll on my profile. It would be written by a different alter who likes it, not me, all my focus would still be on this one.