Severus Snape, who had suffered and accomplished so much in his life, died in the presence of his son as he passes on. Death however offers him a new life, to be reborn in another world with all his memories intact and save a religion filled with ma...
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Jon Snow was awed at the castle that was Winterfell as he went in with his mother and the Dustin party.
He was a Snow but this home of Starks gave him a feeling of homeliness that he never had anywhere.
He never knew where he belonged, he was a bastard born of a one night stand and those like the Whitehills never failed to remind him of his place, Seven worshipers that they were.
He always shifted between staying with his Ryswell grandparents and mother's Dustin home. He had helped in nearby villages and fought Ironborn when they invaded.
Then one day, his mysterious cousin Azriel Snow came and gifted him a Whitish Grey Direwolf with Red eyes. He was forever grateful to Azriel for giving him a part of his identity, to remind everyone that he was the son of Brandon Stark 'The Wild Wolf'.
He started receiving looks when Grey Ghost, his Direwolf the size of a Warhorse trailed behind him. He eventually came face to face with his Uncle Ned Stark, who came in to the courtyard and looked at him in shock.... who else could the man be if Grey Ghost was not looking at him in interest and he had Jon's looks.
" Brandon ... " Lord Stark whispered in shock, loud enough for everyone to be heard.
" I... I am Jon Snow "
" you are my brother's son, you look like him, his mirror image .... The Gods have returned him to me in the form of you " Ned Stark hugged him like there is no tomorrow.
For the first time in his life, Jon was feeling what it was like to have a father as tears welled up in his eyes.
Many felt their heart warm in this cold as they stared at the scene in front of them.
This was broken by the Dragon growling.
Of course, to call the Dragon resting outside 'no less imposing' was an insult.... the creature was a breathtaker.
He had not made a sound for hours and many wondered as to why it did that action, until they all saw a dark cloud in the sky come down at the speed of light, and it crashed down, shocking everyone except those at Winterfell, dissipating and revealing it to be Azriel Snow.... and another man on the ground bloodied.
Jon couldn't believe what he was seeing. He had heard rumors of the Dragon.... but magic ?.
Just then, he noticed a strange leather made bag that was large with a metallic zip.
" Cousin " He snapped out of his thoughts as Azriel turned to him and then to Grey Ghost " I see he's grown well ".
" He's a bit .... wild "
" A wild Direwolf for the Wild Wolf's son " Azriel chuckled, while looking around, mainly at the Whitehills.
Ludd and his sons paled in terror and Jon knew that it was a warning to them.... and that he was aware of who they were and what they did to Jon.
