What If : Jon Snow x Reader

Childhood

Jon's POV

You never understood why Lady Stark hated you so much. Lord Eddard Stark, your farther said he was going to tell you something today, he had told you to meet him in the stables after you had finished sword fighting with Robb and Theon.
Now you where here in the stables about to ask your father why you needed to talk with him.

"Dad?" you ask.
"Jon there is something I need to tell you."
"What is it? Is something wrong?"
"Yes," Your heart drop to your feet. "I've been keeping something from you, lying to you. But I did you protect you!" He said, tears were running down his face. You could feel them forming in your eyes. "You're... you're... you're a..." You know what he's going to say and you're hoping you're not right. "you're a bastard son, a Snow."
All you could do was fall onto the cold stable floor, crying so hard you couldn't breathe. You couldn't move.
Your father walked away from you and back up to his chambers without a word.

The ground was cold and wet with your tears.
Pulling yourself together just enough to run up to your chambers. That is where you stayed for many days, refusing to leave.

After all you where only ten.