A Chance at Normal

Disclaimer: No character or familiar situations are nine ine






Disclaimer: No
character or familiar situations are not mine. Just borrowing from the
brilliant JK Rowling.

A/N: Look I have another chapter. Maybe I should wait to get back online when I
am done writing up the chapters for my stories. I

hope that the last chapter was what you all wanted. It is hard to write and not
get the feed back. I guess that I will just have to leave

my brain up to its own intentions. On with the story.

Chapt: Fa: Facing the Werewolf and Decisions

Severus continued the evening talks with Harry for the two and a half weeks.
After about the first week was when he first noticed

Harry's appearance changing; he was slowly loosing all of the characteristics
that made him look like James. He was definitely

starting to look like him. And according to Poppy he was healing perfectly and
his vital signs were great. But they still had no idea if

or when he was going to come out of the coma. Albus had come down to his
private rooms earlier to tell him that they needed to

talk about what was going to happen when Harry woke up. A few days ago Severus
had come back from a death eater meeting with

very disturbing news. Voldemort had issued the order for all the death eaters,
to find Harry and kill him. He wanted Harry out of the

picture for good, and was not going to mess around any more. When Albus had
heard this he had said that he had a plan and his

eyes were twinkling like mad. Severus wondered what the old man was up to. He
also had the distinct feeling that he was holding

something back about Harry, and whatever it was it must be important.

It was about quarter till five when he started walking up to the Headmasters
office. He stood at the gargoyle and thought back to

what Albus had said the password was. Ah yes, " Everlasting Gobstoppers"
leave it to Albus to find a muggle candy that sounded

magical. The stone statue slowly opened and he started up the stairs. When he
reached the door he could hear voices and it

sounded suspiciously like that damn werewolf. Just what he wanted, an irate
werewolf that won't hesitate to kill him when he

finds out that James was not Harry's father but he was. He sighed, might as
well get this over with. He raised his hand to knock on

the heavy wooden door and just as he was about to bring his hand down he heard
"Come in Severus, the door is open." He just

shook his head; he could not fathom how he does that.

He walked into the room and sat down on the chair next to the fireplace. He
managed not to look at Lupin; he could feel his eyes on

him. Instead he lookp atp at Albus, he still had that maddening twinkle in his
eyes. "You wanted to see me about something."

Severus said wondering if Albus had already told Lupin about Harry.

Albus smiled, " Yes I needed to talk to you about what we are going to do
about Harry and Voldemort's new plan. And Remus had

told me something rather interesting and I thought that you would like to know
before we continue with our plans." He said gesturing

to Lupin to start.

" First how is Harry doing?" Remus asked pleasantly.

Severus looked at Lupin for the first time since entering the room and noticed
that he looked rather worn down. " He is doing well,

considering what he went through."

Remus's thin frame relaxemewhmewhat at hearing this. "I wanted to tell you
that I know the truth about Harry's parentage. I knew

that you were his father the first time that I held him."

Severus was shocked. "How did you know, I didn't even know until two weeks
ago!" he stuttered.

Remus smiled grimly, " One of the gifts or curses, depends on how you look
at it, of being a werewolf is that I can sense and see

through some charms after a while. And when I held Harry I could sense that
several different charms had been placed on him

earlier that day. And he didn't smell like James and Lily, his scent was that
of yours and Lily's. When I confronted Lily she swore

me to secrecy and thrned ned to modify my memory. So I kept quiet knowing that
if the truth came out you and Harry could be put

in even more danger than what you already were in. And then about three months
ago at the end of the term I noticed that Lily's

charms were starting to fade and every once in a while I would see a glimpse
Harry's true appearance, and there is no denying that

he is your son." Lupin said sitting back in the chair. He looked like the
weight of the world had just been lifted from his shoulders.

" Thank you for telling me Remus, it really does mean a lot to me."
Severus said quietly.

Albus looked Severus, " Now that we have that out of the way, the reason
that I needed to talk to you is because there are some

things that you need to be made aware about Harry. And I think that Remus needs
to know as well. I will tell Sirius only what he

absolutely needs to know when he comes back from his mission. After what I tell
you both you will understand why I have decided

to take such a drastic measure." Albus stopped there and to a long sip of
his tea. "The first thing that I need to clup iup is that Lily

Evans was not muggleborn like everyone thought. She was adopted when she was
three days old. She was a very powerful witch;

her mother, Jocelyn Asurik, was the last direct descendant of Helga Hufflepuff
and Godric Gryffindor. She died shortly after giving

birth to Lily. No one knew that besides Lily and myself. But what she did not
know was the identity of her father. I have recently

come across Jocelyn's diary, and in it she recounted how she became pregnant
with Lily." Albus paused gaing ing his thoughts

before dropping the bombshell. "Jocelyn was enslaved by Voldemort on the
pretense that she was to provide him with an heir. He

knew of her lineage and in his quest for domination he kept her captive until
she was able to produce his heir, he had then planned

on disposing her after she gave birth. She managed to escape shortly after her
capture but not before she became pregnant. She

gave birth to Lily in a muggle hospital in London eight months later."
Albus finished quietly.

Severus sat there stunned not able to say anything. It was Remus that was the first
to come back to his senses. " That means that

Harry is the heir of Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin."

"And Ravenclaw." Severus breathed heavily.

Albus looked at him sharply. " What do you mean, you are the heir of
Ravenclaw. It can only be Harry if you die."

Severus sighed. " The heir is always the youngest in thee. Ie. I was the
heir until Harry was born, and then it transferred to him."

Albus sat back in his chaiuot;uot;Well it seems that Harry is even more
extraordinary than we all suspected. Now that we all understand

why it is extremely important for Harry to stay safe at all costs. Do we agree
on this?"

Severus nodded his head, as did Remus But not before he asked one last
question, "Does Voldemort know that Harry is his

grandson?"

Albus looked thoughtfully at his phoenix, Fawkes. " He is aware of his
connection to Harry, but sees him more as a liability than

anything else, although I am pretty sure that if he was aware that Severus is
Harry's father and not James he would try to recruit him

before killing him. Which brings me to what I had called you two here for
originally. I want to tell you what I have planned and it is

imperative that only the three of us, including Harry, know what we are going
to do. Is that understood?" Albus waited for the

affirming responses before going on. When they both said yes he continued.
"We all know that Harry's is going to be changing

back to his true appearance on his birthday, which is in two days. I have come
up with a way for Harry to be protected and no one

know his identity."

Meanwhile in the infirmary Harry was on the verge of waking up. Poppy was in
her office when she heard a low moan. She

dropped the stack of files that she was reading through and ran to Harry's
side. His eyes were still closed but she could tell that he

was starting to wake up. She ran over to the fireplace and threw a hand full of
powder in it and yelled "Headmaster Dumbledore's

office." A couple of seconds later Albus came into view.

"Is there something wrong Poppy?" He asked worriedly

" No, No nothing is wrong, but Harry is starting to wake up and I thought
that he might need some familiar faces around him when

he wakes up." She said quickly.

Albus nodded toward Remus and Severus and then turned back toward Poppy. "
We will be right down."

***Back in the Infirmary***

Harry felt the darkness that had surrounded him for so long start to lighten up
and he could feel himself waking up. ~ It's about

damn time. ~ He muttered to himself. Harry could hear several people coming
toward his bed. The firm and steady footsteps he

knew right off that they belonged to Professor Dumbledore, the almost silent
and sulking footsteps he learned to recognize as his

fathers, and then the third he wasn't sure. The footsteps drew closer and then
stopped at the side of his bed. He wanted to open his

eyes but they felt like someone had glued them together. He willed his eyes to
open and was rewarded by a slit of bright light.

" Too bright." He whispered hoarsely. A few seconds later the room
was bathed in a warm glow.

Albus smiled. " Is that better." He asked and saw Harry nod his head.
" Do you know were you are?"

Harry peaked through the slit in his eyes and saw that Professor Dumbledore was
leaning in toward him with a very concerned look

on his face. " Yeah, I'm at school. Thank you for who ever came and got
me." He said still whispering because his throat was so

dry and it felt like it was on fire. " Can I have a drink of water?"

" I'll get it Harry." Remus Lupin said walking to him with a small
grin and handed Harry a glass of cool water.

Harry took it gratefully but was having some problems getting it to his mouth,
it seemed like it weighed a ton.

Severus stepped forward to help his son. He sat on the edge of the bed and helped
Harry raise the glass to his lips. He watched as

he drank it greedily. After he Harry finished drinking Severus helped him lay
back down on the bed without aggravating his still

tender injuries.

"Thanks." Dad he finished to himself as he watched as his father sat
down in a chair at the foot of his bed. About that time Poppy

came bustling over to check on Harry and to see how is doing. After she checked
him over again for about the tenth time Professor

Dumbledore decided to end Harry's cing ing by clearing his throat loudly.

"I think that Harry is going to be perfectly fine. The only permanent
damage seems to be to his throat and voice box." When Poppy

saw everyone's questioning glances she tried to explain. " Before you eat
you will need to take a numbing potion and as for your

voice it will probably have a raspy sound to it when you have talked too much.
But other than that you have managed to make a full

recovery and beathe ohe odds once again." She said smiling.

Harry grinned, " Yeah I always seem to do that huh." He said
awkwardly.

"Well, I think that I will go and finish up that paper work that I have
been trying to finish all summer." Poppy said as she started

toward the door.

Albus turned back to Harry and quietly muttered a locking and silencing charm
for the room. "Harry do you remember when I told

you that there was some things that I would tell you when you were old
enough?"

Harry nodded his head and rolled onto his side so that he could lie down but
still be able to see the Headmaster. "First there is

something that we found out after we brought you back from the Dursley's."
He saw Harry visibly shutter at the mention of that

name, which that in itself said a lot when not even Voldemort's name invoked
that kind of fear. "It has to do with your father."

Harry lowered his eyes so not to meet the gaze of the wizard, " I already
know." He whispered.

Severus had stayed remotely out of the conversation so far, but when he heard
Harry say that he thought that he was going to pass

out. Albus chuckled " What do you already know Harry?"

Harry sighed, " I know that Professor Snape is my father and I know what
had happened between him and my mother. I know that

he didn't know that I was his son until the night that I was brought here so I
don't hold it against him for the way that he treated me

the past few years. I understand why now." He watched the bewildered
expressions on the adult's faces and tried no to laugh at

their reactions.

Severus was the first to snap back to reality, " How. how did you know all
of that?!" he asked still clearly shaken.

Harry smiled, " I listened to you talking to me when I was unconscious,
I'm still not quite sure how I did it. I do know that you

were the only reason why I am here now. There were times when the darkness that
surrounded me tried to pull me away, but hearing

you helped me stay." When he finished talking there were tears streaming
down his face and when he looked up he saw the tears on

his fathers face as well.

Severus walked swiftly up to Harry's bedside and pulled him into his arms. He
felt Harry grab onto him desperately as a strangled

sob escaped from his mouth. All of the years of pain, torment and loneliness
that were trapped in him broke free as the sobs racked

his thin body. Severus instinctively pulled Harry closer and started murmuring
comforting words in his son's ear.

Albus and Remus had walked discreetly to the window on the other side of the
infirmary so that they could give them some privacy.

Remus looked at Albus " How did Harry know all of that, I thought that he
was in a coma the entire time that he was here." He

asked quietly.

"He was but after Severus found out tHarrHarry was his son all of the
memories of him and Lily surfaced with a vengeance. I

suspect that Severus needed some one to talk to and not necessarily say
anything back, so he started talking to Harry. And by the

looks of things," he said glancing at Severus holding and comforting
Harry, "he must of said a lot of things for Harry to be so

accepting and understanding. They are going to really need each other now,
especially with Voldemort at his full power now. I fear

that we may not win this time. And as ridiculous as it sounds our very lives is
resting in the hands of that broken and battered young

man. He is the only one that can defeat him, and Voldemort knows it.