Snape's Unknown Secret

Severus Snape's Realization

Harry immediately ran out of Dumbledore's office. Snape sat in the chair across from Dumbledore staring into space. If you looked closely at Snape's face you could see a single tear rolling down his cheek.

"Severus? Are you okay?" Dumbledore asked calmly.

Snape looked up at Dumbledore with tears growing more in his eyes.

"How could you do this to me?!" Snape snarled.

"Do what?" Dumbledore replied.

"I have a son, with Lily, and you never told me?" Snape's voice was growing weaker.

"Severus please understand that I-"

"You what? Had a plan and failed to mention Lily and I have a son?"

"Severus I had to for the Potters and your safety!"

"No!" Snape stood suddenly. "You never told me and I had the right to know!"

"Severus! You were a death eater! I couldn't have everyone knowing that the boy-who-lived was a death eaters son!"

"You can't control people like this! I had a son and you let me believe he was a Potter!" Snape broke down onto the floor. "I've failed Lily... I've failed our son..."

"Severus, you have done no such-"

"I was to busy treating him like his father to even realize that he doesn't even look like him!" Snape cried.
Snape started sobbing into his robes and Dumbledore walked over to him. He placed his hand on Snape's shoulder. "My own son hates me and he has every right to hate me. Mine and Lily's son.."

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Harry ran through the corridors until he reached a dead end with no one else around. He sobbed silently into his knees.

All the things he had heard about how great his father was, and how much he was like his father, didn't matter anymore because James isn't even his father. Instead it's slimy, rude Snape, the professor who has been torturing him since day one.

Harry hates Snape and Snape hates Harry. He will never be loved by Snape, as far as Harry knows, Snape is incapable of love. Harry cried harder into his knees.

Harry had a father the ten years he spent being tortured and beaten by the Dursley's and didn't even know. The entire time he was beaten and locked up for the smallest things he could have had a better life. But how much better could it have been? It is Snape, he would probably beat Harry and lock him up as well.

As Harry sat in the corner he wished he had never found out about his true father, his life would be far more simple. Snape might be even worse to Harry now that he knows his least favourite student is his son...

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Snape knew what he had to do. He got up and shook off Dumbledore's hand. He no longer looked up to the older wizard. He had manipulated Snape's life and he wasn't going to take it anymore.

Snape billowed down the corridors until he reached his personal quarters.
"Amica mea," Snape said to the wall. It opened up and Snape stepped inside.

Snape preferred to spend more time in the potions classroom where he could brew potions instead of being in his quarters, so it wasn't decorated. He sat down at the table in the dining room with parchment and a quill. He had to write a letter to Potter.

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Harry awoke the next morning in his bed. Some point during the night he must have gone back to his dorm. He looked over at Ron's bed and he was already awake and dressing.

"Harry! You've slept in! You better hurry up so that we don't miss breakfast!" Ron said as he pulled on his new Weasley sweater.

Harry and Ron rushed into the Great Hall and took a seat by Fred and George.

"Were you up late trying your new cloak or something?" Ron asked Harry.

"You could say that," Harry said and the memories from the previous night flooded back to him. Harry looked at the Staff table and sure enough Snape was there. He looked as if he was purposely trying not to look at Harry.

Harry dug into his warm bowl of oatmeal when he heard screeching from above. He looked up and saw owls flooding into the Great Hall.

"I hope Mum and Dad sent me something!" Ron said excitedly.

Headwig came in with the swarm of owls and dropped a small letter onto Harry's lap.

He picked it up and flipped it over. It had no name on it. Harry thought it was strange, but decided to open it anyways. He ripped it open and pulled out a peace of parchment.

Dear Mr Potter,
I would like to have a chat with you about the recent news. Please meet me in my office at 7 tonight.
-S.S

Harry looked over at Snape. Snape quickly turned away, he was clearly watching Harry. Harry pocketed the letter. I guess I have to go, he thought to himself.