Snape's baby boy

chapter 1

Me~

Harry Potter had always been a quiet, yet sweet boy despite being abused by his uncle, aunt, and cousin. He could always think of something to make himself feel better. Weather it be his friends at Hogwarts, or the thought of the potions master, Harry was a joyful boy. Until the summer of his third year. It was his birthday and he was so excited to see his friends again. Until his uncle ruined it all.

(After he makes breakfast)

Harry~

"Since you are old enough, starting today your punishments will get more severe." Uncle Veron states looking way too happy. "Come boy! I've been working on this for months", he says in an eerie tone. I follow silently, if veron worked on anything it cant be good.

Once we reach the basement I I'm shaking like a leaf in the wind. As soon as he opens the door the tears fall. The room was dim with hooks on the walls. There were black cloths, paddles, and other strange objects lining the left hand wall. I knew it was a torture room, but at the time I didnt realize how much i underestimated that room.

*two hours later*
I wake up in a puddle of blood and white stuff in the basement. My uncle standing over me buckling his pants back up. I imedently remember everything. "Go take a shower boy. You go to that freak school tomorrow." I obey with blurry vision from the tears.

The train was quite full again this year, but that didnt stop me from getting a compartment to myself. I tried to sit with Hermione and Ron but they said they wanted 'alone time' , so I let them be. Even after the painfully long train ride they kind of ignored me in the great hall too. After the sorting I glanced up at the teachers table and caught Snapes eye. He looked...curious? Afterward I left early to go to the common room and got the password from a prefect. Out of habbit I cast a silencing charm around my bed and fall into a haunted sleep.