His Son

A/N So I wrote this for an English project for school and decided to post it. if it gets enough views I might even rewrite it to make it longer and add some Drarry as well. I hope you enjoy.
PS disclaimer; I do not own any of the characters the belong to jk Rowling.

December 28th, 1982

"You placed him where!"Severus Snape yelled at the headmaster with disbelief. Was Dumbledore really that stupid? Even Severus, who didn't really hold much affection for the Potter brat would have sent him to live with those people.

"Now, my boy, there's no need for that I already told you, he needs to be with his relatives or the blood wards won't work." The headmaster folded his hands on his desk as he explained the situation to the young potions master again, calmly. "Do you really want Lily's sacrifice to be in vain." Dumbledore's eye twinkled, oh how Severus hated that blasted twinkle.

Severus glared at the old man "You and I both know Albus Dumbledore the wards won't work if he doesn't call the place home," Severus said in a dangerous tone. "Which he won't!" Severus snapped, banging his fists on Dumbledore's desk to emphasize his point. Why couldn't Dumbledore understand, just because you're related to some by blood doesn't mean they'll care for you. Just look at how horrible his own childhood was because of his father.

"I know what those people are like, they won't love or care for the boy. I grew up with Petunia, she hates magic and anything associated with it, including her own sister. And her husband is even worse!" Severus sneered mentioning the vile man that Lily had to, unfortunately, call her brother-in-law. "I've only met him a handful of times but from what I've seen he is absolutely horrible. He's even more prejudice than Petunia towards our kind, I honestly didn't think that was possible until I met him during the summer before my fifth year." Severus' eyes held a dangerous fire behind his eyes as he glared harder at the old man in front of him.

Dumbledore sighed before adjusting the horrendous purple robes he was clad in. "How about this, why don't you put your nerves at ease and check up on the boy," he suggested.

Severus thought it over for a minute before finally nodding. "Very well headmaster. But rest assured if he is not being properly cared for I will be holding you responsible." He said with a tone of protectiveness that left no room for argument. Without another word he gracefully turned and stormed out of the room, his black robes flowing in an elegant but frightening way. He even scared a group of first-year Hufflepuff as he passed them in the corridor.

December 29th, 1982

The next day Severus found himself apparating in front of a muggle house that was addressed number four privet drive. He dusted off the black muggle suit he was adorned in before strolling up to the door of number four. Reaching the door Severus raised his fist and knocked on the plain white coloured wood. As he was waiting for someone to answer he peered around the neighborhood. All the houses looked the same to one another and the cars all very similar. Severus wasn't surprised by this muggles, often lack imagination after all.

Severus was brought out of his musing by a set of heavy footsteps that were heading toward the door he had just knocked on. A second later the door opened to reveal a very large man with a short beefy neck and bushy mustache, Severus instantly recognized him as Vernon Dursley. Dursley glared at him with his watery blue eyes and barked out, " If your selling anything I don't want it."

Severus resisted the urge to Snape at the man and instead replied in a calm but cold drawl, " I am not selling anything I have come to-" Severus was rudely cut off by the annoying voice of Petunia Dursley nèe Evans.