Snapesalive Stories

This is a Drarry fanfiction. I have not written fanfiction in a really long time so excuse me if it's bad please.

After the war, Snape disappeared from everyone except himself. He hides himself even from his own truths. The truth is, it was never Lily he loved, but James. Hatred was not was he felt in his heart for the The Boy Who Lived, but rather bitterness. He had to come to terms that the young boy was the spitting image of whom he'd loved and lost. His only hope for some peace, is to set his godchild up with the Golden Boy. He wanted Draco to get what he never stood a chance to. More importantly, he didn't want Draco to realize his own feelings too late. (I GAVE HARRY BLUE EYES ON PURPOSE. READ THE AUTHORS NOTE ON CHAPTER FIVE BEFORE YOU COMMENT, "green**")

The war was over. Harry was dead. Voldemort won. So it should have ended there, right? Wrong. Or at least that's what Hermione believed. She lost every thing she loved during that war. Ron and Harry were dead. After the news broke out everyone surrendered, except Hermione. She dissapeared into thin air, her grief taking her far away. Much to the displeasement of a certain blonde. So when she comes back after all these years, he's there, ready to snatch her up so that she will never slip through his fingers again.

Harry Potter is sent to Hogwarts in his 7th year, nervous about his inevitable classification, every single person expected Harry to be an alpha, or at least a neutral. What will happen when he doesn't get the classification he expects? And what will happen when Snape intervenes?