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Chapter 5: Ignorance is Bliss
DISCLAIMER: This story is based on the Harry Potter series by J.K. Rowling. The characters and the settings belong to J.K. Rowling, and i make no profit from this except for my own satisfaction and the pleasure I get from reading my reviews.
WARNING: This story contains adult scenes and situations which may offend some people, including slash, minor (16y.o) sex, rape and swearing.
Chapter 5: Ignorance is Bliss
Harry lay on the floor, staring at the ground but seeing only his father\'s face, laughing and happy; as it had been in the photo he had of his parents wedding. How could he have done it… suddenly a wild hope filled him- he didn\'t do it! Snape was a master occlumens, he had created the image to hurt him! But one look at Snape\'s face told him otherwise. The older man wouldn\'t meet his eyes, he looked scared and guilty and angry all at once, and his eyes were filled with an old, deep pain.
\"Why? Why did he do it?\" Harry\'s voice was broken, almost a sob.
\"To hurt me,\" Snape answered before he could stop himself. \"James hated me; he would do anything to humiliate me.\"
\"Sounds familiar\" Harry spat, jumping up and throwing himself at the door. It wouldn\'t open and Snape passed near him to remove the impenetrable charm, wincing as Harry shrank away from his touch.
Harry ran all the way to his rooms, only remembering he was supposed to be in Transfiguration when he seen how empty the place was. He was glad. He didn\'t need Ron or Hermione\'s questions at the moment. He threw himself on the bed and finally let out the sobs that had been threatening to escape. He just couldn\'t understand how the man he\'d heard so much about, who\'d married his mother, who had died to protect them both, could be that same violent cruel man he\'d seen in Snape\'s head. And he looked like him. Everyone said so. No wonder Snape hated him.
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Snape sat in his room, staring at the wall. He\'d never told anyone about that day. Not even Dumbledore, who knew everything else about him- except about his and Harry\'s current situation of course. He hadn\'t even thought about it in years.
James had been good-looking and popular. He and his friends, Sirius, Remus and Peter had just about ruled Hogwarts in their time. Snape had been small, greasy haired and unkempt, his robes old and in need of repair. He had been smart, easily top of potions and Defence against the Dark Arts, he had made no friends and spent his time studying anything he could get his hands on, including the Dark Arts. Only Lily; beautiful green-eyed Lily, had ever made an effort to be nice to him. She too had been good at potions, and the day she had suggested they study together had been the day James had found him in the Room of Requirement. As he had raped the smaller boy James had yelled at him and beat him across the head, \"never go near my girl again! If you ever so much as talk to her I\'ll make you sorry you were ever born Snivellus, I\'ll make this seem like making love, you hear me? Me and Lily are gonna be happy together, she loves me, she\'d never look at a greasy haired little Snivellus like you, she told me before she only talks to you cause she feels sorry for you, you poor little snotty excuse for a witch!\" When he had finished he\'d thrown Snape to the floor and kicked him in the stomach. \"Don\'t forget Snivellus, touch her and you\'re dead.\" Snape had never talked to her again. When she stood up for him against James he\'d called her a mudblood, and that was the end of any friendship they\'d ever had.
His mind returned to Harry. What had he meant \'sounds familiar?\' How would he know what it was like to be hated and humiliated? The famous Harry Potter; every body loved him… suddenly he remembered pouring a pale pink potion into a pitcher of water. But that was different… I didn\'t rape him, he enjoyed it! But would Dumbledore see it that way if he knew? Would anyone? Had he done to James\' son exactly what James had once done to him?
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\"Harry?\" The small voice whispered from the doorway. Harry quickly wiped his eyes before turning around to meet Hermione\'s concerned gaze. She came in and sat on the end of his bed, \"you didn\'t come to Transfiguration, so we thought we\'d check up on you.\" He looked up and saw Ron standing hesitant by the door, as he turned the light reflected off his still wet cheeks and he heard Hermione\'s quick breath; \"are you ok? What did he do?\"
Harry turned away; \"nothing.\"
\"Harry this is important, if he hurts you you need to see Dumbledore, it\'s illegal as it is, I\'m not going to let him get away with hurting you as well.\"
\"It\'s not that, I\'m fine, really.\"
\"Er, well, as long as you\'re fine…\" Ron started backing away.
\"Ron,\" Hermione looked at him disgusted, \"come back here and stop being silly! Harry is our friend; you can\'t just keep pretending none of this is happening!\"
Suddenly Ron went red \"Harry is fucking Snape! If you want to pretend that’s ok than that’s fine, but I wont! It\'s not ok; it\'s disgusting! I\'m not going to stand around here and discuss whether or not Snape is good in bed or whether he is rough on poor little Harry! I think this whole thing is sick and I don\'t want to know and I don\'t want to hear about it, ok?\" He stamped from the room, leaving Harry and Hermione staring after him shocked.
\"Sorry Harry. He\'s upset, that’s all.\"
Harry nodded, feeling sick in the stomach. Everything was wrong. His father was a rapist, his best friend didn\'t want to know him and he was sleeping with someone he had abhorred for as long as he had known him. Why was nothing ever easy for him?
\"So… please tell me what\'s wrong Harry?\"
His harsh laughter at this absurd question soon resolved into tears and then he found himself sobbing uncontrollably into Hermione\'s shoulder. \"Everything is wrong. Everything.\" She patted his back comfortingly. \"Hermione I saw into Snape\'s mind. He went into my mind and I pushed back, and I saw… something; something terrible.\"
\"He was a Death Eater, Harry, he must have seen loads of terrible things.\" She continued to pat him on the back, her voice soft and comforting.
\"No…\" he hesitated, he didn\'t want anyone to know, but if he didn\'t talk to someone he might go mad, and his list of people to talk to was pretty short at the moment.
\"It was my dad, it was James. He came in on Snape studying when they were back at school together. He raped him. He was cruel Hermione, he was rough, and he hit Snape when he struggled.\"
She stared at him, disbelief warring with horror on her face. \"He wouldn\'t have done that Harry, he couldn\'t have. Your dad was a good man, everyone says so.\"
\"Yeah but they were his friends weren\'t they? Of course they only saw his nice side.\"
She shook her head, \"ask someone, Dumbledore or Remus, don\'t let Snape turn you against your father, he could have lied, anything… you don\'t know.\"
\"I know. I saw. It wasn\'t a lie. He did it.\" Harry collapsed, he felt like all his emotion was spent, and now he was just empty.
\"James is gone Harry. We might never know exactly what happened, or why, but we know that he was a member of the Order of the Phoenix, he opposed Voldemort\'s evil. And sorry Harry, but it\'s not the first time you saw something that you thought was real and that turned out not to be. And even if it did happen, he was young Harry, he may have made a mistake, maybe he learned from his mistake. Don\'t judge your father on one bad thing he may have done. He loved your mother and he died protecting you both. He may not have been a perfect person, but he was a good father to you.\"
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Snape looked around as he entered the hall for dinner; Harry wasn\'t at the Gryffindor table. He didn\'t know why he cared anyway. Harry\'s hate for him had never bothered him before, had turned him on in fact. But suddenly, now Harry knew the truth he was scared. Harry had knowledge about him no-one else did, and he didn\'t know what he would do if he looked at him in contempt- like James had. Would he think he was weak for not standing up to James, or would he think he\'d deserved it, that his precious father would only have done it if he\'d asked for it?
Why wasn\'t Harry at dinner? Granger was there, sitting by herself, nose buried in a book as usual, and the Weasley boy sat several seats away from her talking to his sister. He debated asking one of Harry\'s friends but decided that would be too obvious, especially if they were already suspicious. Instead he finished dinner and headed back to his rooms.
He closed the door as he entered and sat at his desk, pulling out some homework to mark. Almost immediately there was a knock at the door. Harry entered. He stood there and Snape stared at him uncertainly. Harry looked just as uncertain.
\"I need to know the truth. What happened between you and James and why.\"
WARNING: This story contains adult scenes and situations which may offend some people, including slash, minor (16y.o) sex, rape and swearing.
Chapter 5: Ignorance is Bliss
Harry lay on the floor, staring at the ground but seeing only his father\'s face, laughing and happy; as it had been in the photo he had of his parents wedding. How could he have done it… suddenly a wild hope filled him- he didn\'t do it! Snape was a master occlumens, he had created the image to hurt him! But one look at Snape\'s face told him otherwise. The older man wouldn\'t meet his eyes, he looked scared and guilty and angry all at once, and his eyes were filled with an old, deep pain.
\"Why? Why did he do it?\" Harry\'s voice was broken, almost a sob.
\"To hurt me,\" Snape answered before he could stop himself. \"James hated me; he would do anything to humiliate me.\"
\"Sounds familiar\" Harry spat, jumping up and throwing himself at the door. It wouldn\'t open and Snape passed near him to remove the impenetrable charm, wincing as Harry shrank away from his touch.
Harry ran all the way to his rooms, only remembering he was supposed to be in Transfiguration when he seen how empty the place was. He was glad. He didn\'t need Ron or Hermione\'s questions at the moment. He threw himself on the bed and finally let out the sobs that had been threatening to escape. He just couldn\'t understand how the man he\'d heard so much about, who\'d married his mother, who had died to protect them both, could be that same violent cruel man he\'d seen in Snape\'s head. And he looked like him. Everyone said so. No wonder Snape hated him.
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Snape sat in his room, staring at the wall. He\'d never told anyone about that day. Not even Dumbledore, who knew everything else about him- except about his and Harry\'s current situation of course. He hadn\'t even thought about it in years.
James had been good-looking and popular. He and his friends, Sirius, Remus and Peter had just about ruled Hogwarts in their time. Snape had been small, greasy haired and unkempt, his robes old and in need of repair. He had been smart, easily top of potions and Defence against the Dark Arts, he had made no friends and spent his time studying anything he could get his hands on, including the Dark Arts. Only Lily; beautiful green-eyed Lily, had ever made an effort to be nice to him. She too had been good at potions, and the day she had suggested they study together had been the day James had found him in the Room of Requirement. As he had raped the smaller boy James had yelled at him and beat him across the head, \"never go near my girl again! If you ever so much as talk to her I\'ll make you sorry you were ever born Snivellus, I\'ll make this seem like making love, you hear me? Me and Lily are gonna be happy together, she loves me, she\'d never look at a greasy haired little Snivellus like you, she told me before she only talks to you cause she feels sorry for you, you poor little snotty excuse for a witch!\" When he had finished he\'d thrown Snape to the floor and kicked him in the stomach. \"Don\'t forget Snivellus, touch her and you\'re dead.\" Snape had never talked to her again. When she stood up for him against James he\'d called her a mudblood, and that was the end of any friendship they\'d ever had.
His mind returned to Harry. What had he meant \'sounds familiar?\' How would he know what it was like to be hated and humiliated? The famous Harry Potter; every body loved him… suddenly he remembered pouring a pale pink potion into a pitcher of water. But that was different… I didn\'t rape him, he enjoyed it! But would Dumbledore see it that way if he knew? Would anyone? Had he done to James\' son exactly what James had once done to him?
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\"Harry?\" The small voice whispered from the doorway. Harry quickly wiped his eyes before turning around to meet Hermione\'s concerned gaze. She came in and sat on the end of his bed, \"you didn\'t come to Transfiguration, so we thought we\'d check up on you.\" He looked up and saw Ron standing hesitant by the door, as he turned the light reflected off his still wet cheeks and he heard Hermione\'s quick breath; \"are you ok? What did he do?\"
Harry turned away; \"nothing.\"
\"Harry this is important, if he hurts you you need to see Dumbledore, it\'s illegal as it is, I\'m not going to let him get away with hurting you as well.\"
\"It\'s not that, I\'m fine, really.\"
\"Er, well, as long as you\'re fine…\" Ron started backing away.
\"Ron,\" Hermione looked at him disgusted, \"come back here and stop being silly! Harry is our friend; you can\'t just keep pretending none of this is happening!\"
Suddenly Ron went red \"Harry is fucking Snape! If you want to pretend that’s ok than that’s fine, but I wont! It\'s not ok; it\'s disgusting! I\'m not going to stand around here and discuss whether or not Snape is good in bed or whether he is rough on poor little Harry! I think this whole thing is sick and I don\'t want to know and I don\'t want to hear about it, ok?\" He stamped from the room, leaving Harry and Hermione staring after him shocked.
\"Sorry Harry. He\'s upset, that’s all.\"
Harry nodded, feeling sick in the stomach. Everything was wrong. His father was a rapist, his best friend didn\'t want to know him and he was sleeping with someone he had abhorred for as long as he had known him. Why was nothing ever easy for him?
\"So… please tell me what\'s wrong Harry?\"
His harsh laughter at this absurd question soon resolved into tears and then he found himself sobbing uncontrollably into Hermione\'s shoulder. \"Everything is wrong. Everything.\" She patted his back comfortingly. \"Hermione I saw into Snape\'s mind. He went into my mind and I pushed back, and I saw… something; something terrible.\"
\"He was a Death Eater, Harry, he must have seen loads of terrible things.\" She continued to pat him on the back, her voice soft and comforting.
\"No…\" he hesitated, he didn\'t want anyone to know, but if he didn\'t talk to someone he might go mad, and his list of people to talk to was pretty short at the moment.
\"It was my dad, it was James. He came in on Snape studying when they were back at school together. He raped him. He was cruel Hermione, he was rough, and he hit Snape when he struggled.\"
She stared at him, disbelief warring with horror on her face. \"He wouldn\'t have done that Harry, he couldn\'t have. Your dad was a good man, everyone says so.\"
\"Yeah but they were his friends weren\'t they? Of course they only saw his nice side.\"
She shook her head, \"ask someone, Dumbledore or Remus, don\'t let Snape turn you against your father, he could have lied, anything… you don\'t know.\"
\"I know. I saw. It wasn\'t a lie. He did it.\" Harry collapsed, he felt like all his emotion was spent, and now he was just empty.
\"James is gone Harry. We might never know exactly what happened, or why, but we know that he was a member of the Order of the Phoenix, he opposed Voldemort\'s evil. And sorry Harry, but it\'s not the first time you saw something that you thought was real and that turned out not to be. And even if it did happen, he was young Harry, he may have made a mistake, maybe he learned from his mistake. Don\'t judge your father on one bad thing he may have done. He loved your mother and he died protecting you both. He may not have been a perfect person, but he was a good father to you.\"
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Snape looked around as he entered the hall for dinner; Harry wasn\'t at the Gryffindor table. He didn\'t know why he cared anyway. Harry\'s hate for him had never bothered him before, had turned him on in fact. But suddenly, now Harry knew the truth he was scared. Harry had knowledge about him no-one else did, and he didn\'t know what he would do if he looked at him in contempt- like James had. Would he think he was weak for not standing up to James, or would he think he\'d deserved it, that his precious father would only have done it if he\'d asked for it?
Why wasn\'t Harry at dinner? Granger was there, sitting by herself, nose buried in a book as usual, and the Weasley boy sat several seats away from her talking to his sister. He debated asking one of Harry\'s friends but decided that would be too obvious, especially if they were already suspicious. Instead he finished dinner and headed back to his rooms.
He closed the door as he entered and sat at his desk, pulling out some homework to mark. Almost immediately there was a knock at the door. Harry entered. He stood there and Snape stared at him uncertainly. Harry looked just as uncertain.
\"I need to know the truth. What happened between you and James and why.\"