Snape's Unknown Secret

Dumbledore's office

Harry flopped down onto his bed in the dorms. He was tired of everything with Snape. He didn't want a family, look how that turned out for him. He especially didn't want Snape as his family. He didn't care that he and his mom were friends as kids, Harry knew what Snape was like now. He knew Snape wasn't telling him the whole story about Lily, and he was a bit curious. But Harry didn't want to speak to Snape ever again. He was horrible to Harry and he was his son, of course he didn't know that. But Snape is bitter towards everyone and Harry doesn't want to be associated with that. Tomorrow is the last day of winter break, so Harry decided that he will pretend that none of this is happening for one day, before going back to school.

Harry hung out with Ron and his brothers the following day. They went outside and played in the snow and then went to Hagrid's for hot chocolate and rock cakes.

"Thanks Hagrid!" They called as they left.

"Come again soon!" Hagrid called back while waving.

-

"What fun that was!" Ron said as he flopped onto the comfiest chair by the fire in the common room.

"Yeah! Hermione should be back soon!" Harry said taking a chair next to Ron. "I hope she found something on Nicolas Flamel while she was gone because we sure didn't."

"I feel like we've almost searched the whole library!" Ron said and sunk lower into the chair.

Harry was about to try and lift Ron's spirits when suddenly a crowd of talking and laughing students walked into the common room. It was the end of their quiet Christmas.

"Hermione!" Ron called putting when Hermione emerged from the crowd.

"Hello guys! How was your Christmas?" Hermione asked.

"Great! Did you find anything on Nicolas Flamel?" Harry asked.

"No, did you guys?"

"No sorry," Ron replied.

-

After dinner they searched the library until Madame Pince ushered them out.

"We just needed a few more minutes!" Ron whined as they headed back to the common room.

Harry lay awake that night thinking about pulling out his cloak and looking in the library again.

Soon Harry was walking down the corridors to the library. He hid in the shadows whenever a professor passed him.

When Harry was almost at the library he saw Snape sneaking down the corridor and hiding behind statues. What is he doing? Harry thought to himself. Snape usually walked around the corridors like he owned the place. Harry snuck up behind him and followed. They made their way down several corridors until they reached a large gargoyle.

"Lemon drops," Snape said in a hushed voice. Suddenly the gargoyle moved revealing a staircase. Harry almost gasped.

They walked up the stairs. Harry made sure to be extra careful. At the top of the stairs there was a door that said Professor Dumbledore on it. What is Snape doing?
Snape opened the door and Harry crept in behind him. Snape walked over to a shelf that had a bunch of memories stored on it. Snape started poking around in them.

Harry pulled off his cloak. "What are you doing?"

Snape nearly jumped out of his skin. "What are you doing here??!" Snape nearly yelled.

"I'm here because I was wondering what you're doing!"

"Why were you in the corridors after curfew?" Snape said in a more hushed voice but just as aggressive.

"It doesn't matter."

"Fine, since you're here you might as well help me because this may concern you as well."

"What are you doing?" Harry asked now more curious than before.

"I don't trust Dumbledore," Snape said while anxiously looking around as if Dumbledore was lurking in a corner.

"You don't?" Harry was taken back by this.

"No. He stole a memory from me for his own gain. I'm not sure what this gain is yet, but I want to find out what. I think Dumbledore is hiding more memories from me because there are some blank spots in my memory."

"Oh... like your memories of my mother." Harry said now understanding what was going on.

"Exactly. But you can't tell anyone. I don't want us to get into trouble."

"Fine. What would we be looking for exactly?"

"Any flask that has a title that has anything to do with me, you, Lily, James, or truth."

"Got it."

Harry and Snape looked all around Dumbledore's pensive shelf but couldn't find anything.

"Let's look in other places, I didn't expect any secret memories to be stored there." Snape said.

Harry decided to look in Dumbledore's desk. This was the strangest experience of Harry's life, besides finding out he was a wizard months ago. He was currently working with one of his most disliked people to uncover secrets from someone Harry thought he trusted. Harry was only helping Snape because he wanted to know more about his mother, not Snape.

Harry carefully move objects around and moved them back when he saw that there were no memory flasks. Snape was talking to paintings asking if they were guarding any secret stashes. Harry watched as Snape was trying to convince an old headmaster to tell him what he was hiding. Snape seemed to really dislike that particular painting.

Harry looked back at what he was doing. He was looking in the last drawer in Dumbledore's desk. He moved over a jar of quills and noticed that a small rug lay underneath the jar. He moved the rug and there was a small trap door.

"Uh.. Snape?"

"What."

"I found something."

Snape came hurrying over to Harry.

"Where?"

"Here," Harry pointed to the trap door and then moved out of the way.

Snape crouched down and tried to open the trap door, but it wouldn't budge. Snape then murmured something under his breath and pointed his wand at the trap door. He tried to open it again and it opened. Inside was a dusty flask. Harry watched Snape pull it out of the drawer and place it on Dumbledore's desk. On the flask it read "Snape's memories of Lily"