Severus happens
To say Severus snape is a busy man is an understatement, cause it is a life fact( no shit shakelbot). Like water boils at 100 celcius and sirius black animagus is a mutt. He teaches some children who their total intelligence quota put together is not enough to fill the required amount for being an undertaker. He brews potions for the hospital ward of hogwarts, puts up with professors ancient enough to have taught his mother, researches on both albus'es and dark lord's orders, is an active spy, is a bloody order member, is a godfather to draco malfoy and a head of house and an inner circle member. And the most idiatic thing when he naggs at albus, is that he offers him sodding sherbet lemons with the look of a kicked puppy who had just lost his mother. He means what, It was amusing when he first told the man he is allergic to lemons, and they installed it as a method of telling he is what he says when he was 19, 19 for heaven's sack not bloody 34!and he has the gall to ruffle his hair, his sodding hair he puts every kind of oil on it in order not to reveal its horrendous curls!( he did not have said monsters being a kid, thank you very much! That happend when he was past 21, when he tried that sodding sleekeasy for exactly one time). And now he is kind of bedridden because of said headmaster's orders to go back to that noseless abnormality. ( he certainly now feels thankful having a nose, and hair, even curly disgusting thing he has, being bald noseless and insane certainly does not have the allure). Said abnormality loves poking and prodding in his head, crucio people based on odd and even days and having feats of uncontrolled( he is always un controlled, very uncontrolled maybe?) Rage. As he has to stay low in sirius black( dogfather of potter also his sworn enemy) untill he is fine enough to go to the bathroom and piss and bath unaided, he does not expect anything unusual, more unusal he means, than black arguing with his late harpy of a mother, black becoming drunk and following said argument with furniture. Maybe some weaslys, or god forbid granger, or the wolf.
So when he hears a foreign voice, a child's voice his mental alarms go off instantly.
He stutters his way to the dining room, where there is black who is clutching his private parts with a pinched face(may he have lost the ability to ever reproduct), and there is lupin who is cradeling his bloodied hand( my, the child has teeth!) And an interesting sight of moody without his wooden leg( how he had detached the monsterosity is beyond him) and the boy holding the offending leg to miss granger's throat, almost choking her( as much as he enjoys the know it all staying silent or not shooting her blasted hand for once in his presense) she is one of his students and duty forbids him to allow said girl to choke on her spit and saliva( wasn't she supposed to be due tomorrow??).
He wobbles into the room and the unnamed boy almost instantly sets his eyes on him. : now who the hell are you?
Severus rolls his eyes: as much as i am grateful for you to teach, he spares a glance to the pitiful three adults! Present, these , he sneers , gentelmen a much needed lesson, i do take any offence against my student's life seriously, so if you will?
Said boy gruffs: do not take me as a joke mister, i can tell you are recovering from a kind of injury which renders one unable to do much without your stick. And i am not suicidal enough to endanger myself with another stupefy. I swear if i even hear a stupefy i will kill that person, my conscience be damned.
He pulls the wand out and throws it to him ( he is if not proficient, adequetly sufficient in wandless casting ) and says silkily: now, what young man?
The boy wants to say something, but then shouts suddenly: stop it! Stop it you dumb girl! No if you stump on my foot it will not be effective, your elbows are weak and there would be a cold day in hell if i allow my self to be rendered ball-less by a bossy missy such as you! And you tall black haired dog!stop shouting death eater! Who the fuch eats death you utter moronic beast! And i am not a squib, my baby making parts are healthier than your shrievelled wrinkled spermless balls!
Severus does not know whether to laugh or snort. The boy is a natural... and he stares at horror, a natural ,empath or legilimens? No no no ... dark lord's son? Bile roses to his throat, the bloody hell?
Black is comically angry: listen you death eater brat! If you... severus interups him: would you care telling us your requests so we may assist you?
The boy closes his eyes and inhales: first the beast has to go, he is tooo loud for my liking, and the pirate( severus snorts) will turn his eyes away, he is too creepy, culverton smith creepy i say, ( severus is not sure who culverton is, but he met a smith once and he was totally a creep so he nods), and the scarface will cease sniffing, i mean you are not a well bred dog you understand? ( no he is a wolf, says severus in his mind). Then i would like to know who is your lord? This alarms severus and everyone in the room. He continues anyway: do you know someone named-he pauses- bumblebee?
Everyone is looking at each other blinking in surprise. The boy sighs: i thought not. The lord of the rings? Saroman? Gandulf?
Severus glares at him: what do you take us you dimwhit? Asking about talkin's trio of books as if i am uncultured enough not to have read them?
The boy inhales again: right, transformers out, gandulf is out, i say back to future is out. Is there any harry potter around here?
Before severus can divert the kid , moody's not fake eye tightens and gives the game away. The boy is nothing but observent.
:so there is. Thank you pirate guy. He turnes to him: Will you direct me to snape?
Now Every one's eye is on him.
The boy smiles: so you either know him or are him which one would that be?
Severus slams his shields: i know of him, what will be your offer for him?
The boy laughs: oh you are good at this, i give you that, i could not take a single signal out of you that was correct. A lot of made and fake ones but oh you are a master mister?
The other three are recovering slowly. Good, they can take him if he opens the way.
Severus scolds his fitures: none that regards you child( he emphasizes on child).
Granger has stopped hyperventilating finally!
Then the boy smirks,( the miscreant actually dares to smirk at him, head of snakes, the master of sneers and smirks!): you have a mask of indifference but you care about the girl i am holding out of morals, that much you said, but the fact is you would loath to watch anyone be in danger, student or not. You thanked me for giving the idoit three a lesson, but your eyes did not left them until you found them with no lingering damage. You are totally capable of taking me without your stick, but you do not like raising your hand on some one weaker than you, neither you want any harm comes in the way of the girl. In other words you, mister, are a hidden hero, the lamb in wolf's cloth, the Sam to frodo's stupidities. Loyal to the bitter end, am i not right?
At seeing black chortle, he itches to give him a stinging hex but can not give the game away. He is horrfied how the kid can read him. God helps them all if he is indeed the dark lord's.
The boy wipes his sweat: ok , where is snape, he is supposed to be headmaster of hogmart?
Severus eyes narrows. Just what is he talking about? And seriously, hogmart? He watches as the boy gets more tired, one slip, one eye contact and his work is done.
Then the kid staggers for a moment, and catches his eye unintentionally, severus casts legilimens without much thought. The boy has shields, how a...he pushes harder again and they are down. How a 14 year old is able to have such shields...but then he is in musgrave. He is in there and he is confused. Then he shakes himself, maybe it is a coincidence?
He takes the last memory and watches that.
No
No
Nnnnnnnoooooo!
Potter is his son? Time travel? Albus died? He is dead?( he puffs a bit watching he is indeed headmaster, as much as one can trust the narrative of a crabble or a goyle), blocks on magic? Rudy? Holmes? He does not want to belive it. But once the other possibilities are out( no they were not tempered with, memory was real, no it is not fake, he has made fake memories for living) all there is left is truth.
He stumbles out of the boy's( mycroft) head. He sees the boy going down as the pressure of time travel and legilimency take his last might. He himself allows the darkness to surround him then