Bright and early the next morning, Severus was rudely awoken by the obnoxious sounds of Dudley's cries carrying through from the next room, his outrage at his current lack of food more than evident in his wails. He assumed Harry would be crying too, but silently, like he had yesterday, so he wouldn't be able to hear him.
Silently, Severus rose from his bed, speedily got dressed, then went into the kitchen to prepare some breakfast. He put some toast into the toaster (four slices; tow for himself, one for Harry and one for Dudley), then magically cracked some eggs (four of them as well), into a frying pan and fried them, sunny side up. Finally, he put a jug of orange juice in the center of the table, along with two plastic cups and one glass, and enchanted them to automatically refill if the drinker wanted more juice, but if the jug ran out, he would have to refill it manually, as the juice, sadly, wasn't pre-made.
Once everything was ready, he set the table, collected Harry and Dudley from their cribs, and seated them in their highchairs, before sitting himself down to eat. Several times, he had to get up, place a knife and fork in Dudley's hands, then sit back down again and continue to eat his own breakfast. Surprisingly, however, he didn't need to correct Harry even once; he seemed to have perfect table manners. Severus snorted. Maybe he was more like Lily than he seemed.
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The Harry Potter Parent Alternative
FanficEver wondered what would happen if Harry were raised by someone else? Someone who wouldn't lock him in the cupboard under the stairs? A wizard, perhaps? Explore Harry's new life as he is raised by none other than Severus Snape, death-eater-turned-sp...
