Chapter 1
It was a hot scorching day in the middle of june,my thick dark cloak billowed in the morning sun as I made my way towards 4 privet drive. I had been sent to Little Whinging by Dumbledore's orders who believed that Harry Potter was being mistreated by his relatives. Just the thought of it made me scoff as who would mistreat “the boy who lived”? dumbeldore’s perfect little golden boy, Potter’s spawn…
I was very near the address Dumbeldore had given me, it seemed I had found myself im the beauty of the english high middle class suburbia wonderful… I looked around and saw nothing but perfectly uniform houses with neatly manicured lawns, not a single sign of dirt or disrepair in sight, a stark contrast to where I had grown up.
When I arrived at 4 privet drive, something felt amiss, no noise was coming from the house, no child could be spotted playing in the innmaculately cut grass of the backyard.I knocked at the door several times,yet no one answered could they have gone on holiday? I realized they werent going to open the door anytime soon so I making sure no I was watching. I proceeded to use a simple spell to open the door. Once I went inside my blood ran cold, I gave a quick scan of the house and obsereved it seemed to have been ransacked as there was no trace that anyone lived here, there was no furniture,no decoration, no photos,nothing.
As I searched the house my worry increased they coudlnt have gone on Holiday as no one takes all their furniture to holidays, they coudlnt have moved as the wards would have instantly been broken and Dumbledore would have found out, as my mind ran through all the possible situations for what could have happened In desperation ,when I noticed a small note had been left on the marble kitchen countertop of the it read
“We have left, we coudldnt
stand that freak boy any longer, if anyone finds him dont even bother calling” no signature or name, not that it was needed as Snape recognized the writing immediately, it was petunia’s lily’s sister he had only seen that handwriting once before in his life.when they were younger him and lily would sneak aroumd “tuney’s”room,as lily used to call her when they were younger, one of these times, they found a very long letter in which Petunia shamelessly begged Dumbledore to be able to go hogwarts with lily,Dumbeldore kindly replied it was impossible for her to attend Hogwarts as she was a muggle, since that day petunia despised the magical world as all it reminded her of was the sister she had lost,not just her death but before ever since Lily had gotten her Hogwarts acceptance letter something changed,she was no longer interested in the “muggle world” just Hogwarts, while Petunia stayed in Cokeworth,lily was out there riding brooms up in Scotland.Petunia would never admit it but she was extremely jealous of Lily, of that world she never got to be a part of.
Snape’s heart gave a small twinge; he couldnt believe that damm jealous petunia and that fat old husband of hers had abandoned the young boy,he chided himself for not seeing the gravity of the situation sooner and realizing petunia would have never been an adequate guardian for potter as she utterly despised the magical world and was extremely jealous of lily. Walking away from the kitchen with no idea of where the boy could be he noticed a small cupboard under the stairs,barely noticiable,surely surely the boy was not left inside there,he thought,as he approached the small cupboard yet he was proven wrong shne he heard a small whimper.he managed to open the cupboard he found a young skinny boy not older than 4 years old he was sat huddled in the corner of the cupboard his frail arms wrapped tightly around his bony legs his face bright red and streaked with tears, his small body shook with sobs i'm sorry lily, im sorry, i'm so sorry, i'm sorry I didnt know…
“Harry” Snape said in a soft tone,the last person which he had used that tone with was lily.
The boy didnt respond.
“Harry”Snape said even softer,as he gently caressed the l boy’s wild hair, the young child flinched.Snape sighed “Harry,I promise I'm not going to hurt you, I want to help you” he continued as he extended his hand towards him, very very slowly Harry extended his own tiny hand Snape gripped it tightly and helped him stand up.When he saw harry’s eyes, he thought of lily,of red hair, of green eyes, of freckles,of smiles.
He gently guided the small boy out of the house, never letting go of his tiny hand,Harry was now holding on to him as if he were his lifeline When they were out of the house, snape kneeled down to the boys height looking into his bright green eyes still wet from the tears and started “Harry, my name is severus snape I am a wizard” harry looked at him wide eyed “wizard, but sir magic is not real” shit,James potter’s son, lily’s son dosent think magic is real … “I can assure you magic is real'' as he said this snape took out his wand and gave it a small shake making thousands of sparks fly out the young boy’s face instantly lighted up “Both of your parents were wizards, your mother was an incredibly gifted witch” Harry instantly smiled,but he looked confused “ Sir, werent my parents just drunks who dies in a car crash?” asked harry with complete and total honr esty what kind of lies had Petunia been feeding this boy “Absuletly not, Im a not aware of what your relatives have told about your parents but let me tell neither of your parents were drunks, both of them were brave,good people, who you should be proud of,Im very sorry you had to live in those terrible conditions, you will never ever have to go back there,Harry I know i I will never replace your parents but I will endevaour to give you the best possible upbringing I can” The boy looked at me with a mixture of fear and curiosity in his eyes.
“ Now Harry, as I have been telling you I am a wizard as are you,we will be using magical means to get my house, specifically apparition, I warn you know the feeling can be quite uncomfortable and nauseating however it is very fast, the most important thing is that you hold on well to my arm”
As I said this, Harry tightly grabbed my upper arm and closed his eyes. To be honest I didnt enjoy apparition at all either, yet it was the most efficient and quick mode of transport
When we arrived at Spinner’s end,Harry was a bit nauseous. I gave him a bit of an anti nausea potion which he took very skeptically . Harry looked at the house completely bewildered I supposed he wasnt used to such old and uncared houses,I doubted he had ever left his neighborhood I gently guided the boy into the house with one arm on his shoulder, once inside Harry started breathing very quick short breaths and then started to cry and shiver I instantly noticed this and helped him with the panic attack, making exxagarated breaths for him to follow “ Harry copy me, in and and out in and in and out,” slowly the panic attack subsided, I sat down with him on the couch still hodling his hand and gave him time to collect himself after a few minutes I gave him a soft pat on his hip and showed him to his new room,which used to be my room when I was younger. The bedroom wasnt much. It was quite old yet I had tried to decorate with some plants, and some of my old toys and books. The walls still had some slytherin posters and some muggle band posters, which I was too afraid to hang in the slytherin dormitories.
The boy had tears pooling in his eyes and looked at me with apprehension. I knelt down beside him and gently wiped his tears with my sleeve “all-l of-ff this is for me me?” the boy timidly asked, his voice barely above whisper “ all of this and much more, child” I said as I gently enveloped the buy into a small hug feeling his heartbeat .