A Chance at Normal

Disclaimer: You know that I don't own Harry Potter and Co






Disclaimer:
You know that I don't own Harry Potter and Co. I just borrow them and
manipulate them for my own and your twisted

wants.

A/N: I can't believe how much writing I am getting done. I ought to do this
more often. Just to let all of you Harry/ Draco fans

Draco will be making an appearance soon and he will be very important to Harry.
err I mean the story, yeah the STORY.

Anyways ON WITH THE STORY.

Chapter 7: A Startling Revelation

Harry pulled shakily away from his father. "I just have one question."

Severus looked at his son and saw his disheveled hair and tearstained face,
"What's that."

"Why do I look like James?" he asked not looking his father in the
eye, but when he heard him start to laugh he looked up carefully.

" Your mother was a genius with charms and when you were born she put
several on you so that you would look like James and not

me. But they have already started to wear off and Professor Dumbledore said
that they would completely fade on your sixteenth

birthday, which by the way is in two days." Severus told him brushing his
hair out of his eyes.

Harry looked up at his father with a very worried look " Did you say that
my birthday was in two days?" He hoped that it wasn't, he

was not ready to tell his father about the secret that he had been hiding since
the middle of his fourth year.

"Yes, your birthday is in two days. You seem worried about something, if
you are worried about the charms wearing off you won't

feel any different, you'll just look different." He said still wondering
what was making him so uneasy.

Harry fidgeted not wanting his secret to be out, but he knew that he really
didn't have a choice. " How long is Professor Lupin

going to be here?" He asked innocently enough.

Severus watched as his son tried to avoid his eyes. Something was definitely
wrong.

" Harry whatever it is just tell me. I am not going to get mad; I told you
that for now on I would be there for you." Severus said

calmly.

"I need you to brew me some wolfsbane potion for tomorrow night." He said
his voice barely above a whisper.

Severus wasn't for the fact that he was already sitting down his knees would
have given out on him. "When did it happen" He asked

quietly. He wondered if Albus knew about this.

"The middle of my fourth year." He said while looking cautiously at
his father expecting to find hate and disgust in his eyes.

But all that he saw was concern and worry that made him feel a little better.

" Who has been brewing the potion for you? Does anyone else know about
this?" Severus asked expecting to to say that the

Granger girl was the one that was making the potion and that her and Weasley
were the ones kne knew about this.

Harry shook his head, " No one else knows. I never told anyone, people
still think that werewolves are dark creatures. I didn't want

people to think that there was more darkness in me especially if they knew the
truth about who Voldemort is to me. People would

probably brand me as a destined traitor and kill me first and then ask
questions later. I'm the one that made the potion. Before I left

school I made enough to last me for the summer but when Vernon," he
shuttered his face showing a mix of fear and rage. "threw

my trunk at me, the vials shattered." He said. "He was really lucky
that I had taken a dose of it before I got off the train at Kings

Cross."

Severus was starting to see his son in a whole different light; he had
shouldered this burden by himself and on top of that was

making a very complex potion. Then it hit him, Harry had said something about
Voldemort and if people knew they would brand

him as a traitor.how did he know, Albus only found out a couple of weeks ago.
"Harry, I have some of the potion in my work

room I made some for Remus this morning. And what did you mean about 'the truth
about Voldemort and you?" About this time

Albus and Remus had decided to join Harry and Severus. Severus waited until
they had sat down on the other side of the bed

before he said anything. " Harry, do you want me to tell them or do you
want to?" He asked not wanting to say anything to make

Harry upset.

Harry looked at Remus and then Albus before nodding, " You can." He
said quietly.

Severus glanced over at Harry before he started talking. " Well Remus, it
looks like you are going to have a companion on your

monthly romps through the forest." He said lightly.

Remus jerked his head toward Harry and saw Harry nod his head affirming that
this was the truth. " When and how did it happen?"

he asked shakily, he wouldn't wish lanthrocaphy on his worst enemies.

Harry sighed, "It happened the middle of my fourth year when I was serving
detention with Filtch in the forest. I was looking for

unicorn hairs and I went too far in the forest. I heard a low growl and when I
looked up there was this brown and silver werewolf

with silver eyes, it acted like it was trying not to attack me but I guess the
animal side won and he lunged at me. I was turning to run

when he bit me." He lifted up his shirt and showed them the scar of the
bite on the back of his shoulder. " I knew that I was infected

so I made sure that by the next full moon I had a successful Wolfsbane potion.
I went to the Astronomy tower with my invisibility

cloak and transformed under it. I did this ever full moon here at school and I
did the same thing at the Dursley's. No one knew, no

one ever caught on not even Ron or Hermione. But they were pretty wrapped up in
each other, they didn't even seem to mind that I

never talked to them anymore." He said bitterly. He didn't tell them
anything anymore. Ron would figure it to be some way to get

more attention, and Hermione would have wanted him to tell everyone the moment
that it happened. He couldn't remember when he

realized that his so-callrienriends didn't seem to care anymore. They never saw
the changes that he had went through, or how

withdrawn he became. They just kind of drifted away, he really didn't care. He
did at first, but now. No, he could care less.

Severus looked at his son when he heard the bitterness in his voice when he was
talking about Ron and Hermione. He had seen that

they were drifting apart; he also realized that they never sat together in
class of even in the Great Hall. After he realized that t
Go
Golden Trio had split up he watched Harry closer to see whom he would go to for
friendship. What he had seen shocked him. He

saw that Harry got a little closer to the Weasley twins but it was almost like
a business friendship. But

other than that he stayed alone. Until sometime last year he saw that Harry had
become close with the last person he would ever

expect. His Godson. He had been standing on the edge of the forest one night
watching the lake when he noticed two shapes

walking toward the water. He snuck up closer to them so that he could see who
it was. Harry had been standing facing the lake

when he saw someone sneaking up on him. When helizelized it was Draco he
thought for sure that they were going to fight. When

Draco wrapped his arms around Harry he about died from shock. Any time he would
try to get information about Harry in a round

about way Draco would cleverly avoid answering any of his questions. He would
have to ask Harry about that. He would wait to

ask him when they were alone.

"Now what did you mean when you said that you knew the truth about how
Voldemort is connected to you?" Albus asked finally

snapping back to reality.

Harry met the older mans gaze head on as if issuing a silent challenge. "
I know that he is my grandfather." he said bluntly. "You see

sometime last summer I received a very strange letter from the man that was
supposed to trying to kill me. He told me several things

that you believed th was was not ready to hear or understand. But what I think
that you failed to notice is that from the time that I

stepped foot in this school I had to learn to grow up fairly quickly. Voldemort
told me about my heritage and told me that if I would

join him he would let me have everything that I could ever want. He knew about
the Dursley's abuse and he said that he could take

me away from it. You are not the only one that has spies keeping tabs on me
while I am away from school. But I think that it would

be kind of hard for Arabella Figg to keep an eye on me if she neglects to do
her job." Harry said seeing the shocked look on the

Headmasters face. "But I told him that I would rather die than join him. I
have watched him every night since he came back in my

dreams. I see every time that he kills, tortures, rapes, humiliates and
degrades wizards and muggles alike. Every night I have visions

of what he is doing and every time that he casts the Cruciatus curse on someone
I feel it too. When he cast the killing curse it feels

about a hundred times worse than Crucio, sometimes I envy those who are on the
other end of that curse because at least they get

to die, me I just get to live another day and get to look forward to another
night of torture. But it is not so bad now because my

body has learned to block the pain of Cruciatus curse." Harry said as he
lay back down on the pillows.

No one said a word. They were all too shocked. Severus decided that he should
take Harry back down to his private quarters for

some rest; he also would rather be the one to tell him of what the Headmaster
had come up with to protect Harry. " Harry, would

you like to be moved down to my private quarters so that you have time to rest
for tomorrow night?" he asked seeing the exhausted

and weary look in his eyes.

Harry looked quickly over to where Albus was sitting. " Please tell me
that I can get out of here. I would rather be somewhere not

so open." He asked pleadingly.

Albus nodded and Severus stood up, " Do you think that you can walk or do
you want me to carry you?" He asked gently.

" I think that I would rather you carry me. I really don't think that I
could manage to walk all the way to the dungeons just yet." He

said with a small smile.

Severus bent down and scooped his son up in his arms. And without another word
to the other two people in the room he turned

and walked out of the door.