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Anything For You	By : lexiatel Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 7798 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to Jk Rowling, I do not make any profit in writing this story what so ever, I am just having some fun.

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Chapter 5
Severus learned quickly that Harry was honestly an easy boy to take care of. He was very independent and found his own ways to keep himself entertained. Severus got the idea that perhaps Harry may have been ignored a lot, and even though Severus let the boy have his space, ignoring him he did not do. For Harry had a curious mind and could easily find ways to get himself into trouble.
A month after Harry had started living with Severus, a Dilitter had also decided to make itself home in Severus' home. A Dilitter was a creature that went from home to home to find "litter" and eat it. Of course, these useful creatures tended to consume important things if they appeared to have been thrown away.
"Don't touch that." Severus warned Harry. Harry had been closely watching the fluffy ball of fur sweep across the floor. It had no eyes and no paws. 'Fluffy balls of fur' was practically their only description. That, and the faintest whirring noise it would make as it "sniffed" out offending materials.
"What is it? It sounds like a miniature vacuum cleaner." Harry inched around the floor and peered under the sofa that the Dilitter had gone under.
"That is a Dilitter. It eats what it declares rubbish."
"It's very cute."
"Yes, but if you touch him, he'll spray you with a poisonous ink."
Harry sat up to look at Severus with big, wide eyes. "That thing can kill me?" He squeaked.
"Not all poisons are deadly, but the poison will make you smell awful for days. It's worse than the spray of a skunk. There's nothing to eliminate the odor. And to top it all off, the ink will give you hundreds of itchy bumps."
"It'll make me smell like a rubbish truck, won't it?" Harry's face scrunched up in disgust.
"Right you are." Severus nodded with a proud smile.
That same day, there was a knock on Severus' door. He didn't get many visitors, and most arrived through the floo, so if someone was at the door, he knew that he either didn't know the person or it was someone he didn't favour, having no access to his floo..
"No cheating." Severus told the boy, quickly making a move in the chess game they were playing before he got up to answer the door.
"I won't." Harry promised, watching Severus' queen stab his knight in a brutal way.
Severus opened the door and froze at the sight of Lupin standing on the other side of the threshold. Lupin was quick, and stepped forward to prevent Severus from shutting him out. He smiled and then his eyes darted behind Severus, searching where ever he could see from his location.
"Well," he warmly broke the silence. "Let me see him. I know he's here."
"You have no authority over him." Severus growled.
"He was the child of my two closest friends, Sever-"
"Don't call me that."
Lupin sighed. "Snape, I'd like to see Lily's son. I thought he looked familiar... Dumbledore's just confirmed my inquiry. I'm sure I can get him to come by and talk you into letting me see Harry."
"Have you come to take him away and raise him? Because he's mine now. I've already opened my life to him. You can't have him. I knew Lily long before you did."
"You aren't the only one who mourned, but no, given my furry little problem, I do not intend to take Harry home with me. I'd just like to see the one thing left of my friends... You surely understand?"
Severus clenched his jaw and, with a low growl, he stepped out of the path for Lupin to come in. "He's in the kitchen." Severus pointed across the way.
"Thank you, Snape, much appreciated." Lupin said gratefully.
Severus watched Lupin introduce himself, and explain who he was. Harry was happy to meet another person who knew his parents. Lupin told him more about Potter, likely knowing that Severus told the boy stories about his mother more than of his father, given their history.
"I brought you a gift, Harry." Lupin said warmly. "To welcome you to the Wizard World." He handed Harry a box.
"Oh, a chess set! I have my own now!" The boy gawked at the red and gold chess pieces.
"It was your dad's, and I know that he would like you to have it."
"Thank you, sir!"
"Call me Remus, Harry." He stood up, and smiled down at the boy. "You're a good boy, Harry. You managed to obtain the greatest qualities of both your parents. You'll make a fine wizard some day." He looked at Severus. "And this man will help you along the way."
"Yeah, Severus is the nicest man ever." Harry added, grinning at the man who stood at the doorway, who was giving Lupin a strange look.
"I'd best be going now. I'll see you soon, Harry."
"Bye bye, Remus!"
"You're a good man. Lily would be proud." Lupin murmured as he passed Severus. "I'll let myself out, thank you, Snape." He announced in his normal voice.
Severus nodded, his mind was stunned a little at Lupin's comment about him being a good man.
But would he say that if he knew that Severus had sentenced his friends to death?
* / *
"Might I ask how you managed such a lengthy travel?" Albus asked, his eyes shining brightly at the young man before him.
James scratched the back of his head absently. "I found this room, it has lots stuff in it. So many things, that I had to wade through some of it. There was this teapot, and I thought..." he shrugged. "Lily's birthday is coming up, and I thought she'd like to have it." He pulled a small pink teapot from a pocket of his robes. "When I emerged from the room, I was in this timeline." James chuckled lightly. "I guess it's a good thing you found me and not someone else."
Albus nodded. "Indeed."
"I can assume that Voldemort's plans fail, since you're still the Headmaster?"
"He does."
James heaved a sigh of relief. "That's good. I would have hated to see how the world turned with him in charge of it."
"All thanks to your son." Albus tilted his head slightly.
"Son?" James' face went to stone in shock at the news. "Did I marry Lily...?" His eyes lit up with hope.
The old wizard casually folded his hands onto the desk in front of him. "Knowing too much about your future can be very damaging, my boy." but his right eye faintly twitched suggestively.
James smirked. "I knew she'd come around and that her resistance was only just a game."
Albus hummed a tune, an indication that he was thinking.
"Yes, Professor?" James knew a bit about the headmaster, he'd been lectured by him enough in his lifetime.
"Things like this never happen for no reason." Albus said, tapping his cheek with a finger. "Before I send you back to you proper time..." he trailed off.
James eyed the Headmaster suspiciously and refrained from groaning. "What do you want me to do now, Professor?"
"Let's take a small trip, shall we?" Albus suggested brightly, summoning up a gold necklace with his wand.
"Okay..." James agreed slowly, knowing he had little choice in the matter.
Albus turned the time turner several times before he and James disappeared with a blur. They stood in what looked like an abandoned neighborhood, tucked away in the shadows of a lone street lamp.
"Do not alert him that we are here." Albus ordered, gesturing to a tall figure across the street.
"Is that Snape?" James asked in a whisper. He let out a snort. "He has a kid? Who in their right mind would sleep with such filth?"
"That child is yours, James." Albus said with a bit of coolness to his voice.
"My son..." James went still, watching the boy set something down at a grave stone, all the while holding the hand of the greasy git's. "Why is my son with him, Dumbledore?" James demanded quietly. "Where am I? Why aren't I with my son? And where's Lily?!"
"Watch and listen." Albus shushed him and cast a spell so the two of them could hear the other pair better.
Snape adjusted the boy's scarf and the boy asked, "Is it good enough?"
"It is better than enough. And I believe your father is enjoying it right this at this very moment."
It took James a few moments to understand what that meant. "I'm dead." He whispered hollowly, watching Snape walk off with his son. He swallowed a forming lump in his throat. "Where's Lily, Professor Dumbledore?" His voice went hoarse. "Tell me... Tell me that she's not-" he didn't finish his sentence. Albus' face told him all he needed to know. "How?!" He demanded.
"You and Lily both died protecting the ones you loved."
"So now..." Snape had disappeared by this time, with his boy. With his orphaned son. "Now that greasy slime ball has my son?!"
"The boy looked happy, wouldn't you say?" Albus asked. "He looked like he was taken care of to me."
"By a Death Eater! How could you let this happen?!"
"Mr. Potter." Albus' tone of voice changed into something cold. "If it weren't for that man, this world would be under the leadership of Voldemort. And if it weren't for that man, your son, who now lives a happy and healthy life, might not even be here today. Severus took the boy in after realizing that he was getting abused in his previous home."
James' eyes narrowed. "Abused? By whom? I'll kill 'em!"
"That is precisely the reason why I am not going to tell you that, but the man you accuse of being a Death Eater is far from it anymore. Maybe once, from lack of proper guidance, he was a follower of Voldemort, but it's very easy talk a troubled young man into things when he has no one else to turn to. By the time Severus realized he had chosen the wrong side, it was too late."
"Once a Death Eater... always a Death Eater..." James muttered.
"It was that, or die..."
"I'd have taken the latter. But we know how Slytherins are; their necks are the most important ones of all."
"That is not an accurate statement. Especially concerning Severus. Severus used his position in Voldemort's trusted circle of servants to protect the same woman you died protecting, always one step ahead. He saved her countless of times without even her knowledge of it. But when Lily's life got in a danger out of his control, he came to me for help, and became a spy for our side, working night and day to ensure her protection. He risked his life for you and your family. If Voldemort had known what Severus was doing, he would have died a horrible and painful death. And, even after all that, she still died, to which he regrets everyday."
"Why would he do that?"
Dumbledore took a moment before answering. "She was his only true friend in the world."
"And now that she's gone..." James' eyes filled with tears. "My son... he'll grow up without his mother..."
Albus nodded gravely.
James stewed over this new information.
"I'd advise not avoiding the path that has already been weaved, unless you wish Voldemort a happy ending."
"Dumbledore... where am I in the past; if I am here in the future?"
"The past is already written, my boy, time still goes on."
"But... am I there? Am I actually there, right now?"
"You are. Otherwise, being here at this exact moment would null your death, but as you see-" he pointed to the grave. His grave.
"So if someone were to come to the future, and say... live a second life, could they?"
Albus studied James for several moments before saying, "They could."
"I'd like to go home now, sir."
"Have you a new perspective, my boy?"
"I do."
"Excellent, I have something that will become very useful in the past to give to you. I trust that you will use it wisely."
* / *
January 1976
"Look, Severus-"
"Don't call me that." Severus warned James darkly. "We're not friends, nor will we ever be."
"He's only trying to apologize, Severus." Lily said gently.
Severus' wand was pointed at James, his eyes didn't move from him. "Potter's changed none." He said vindictively. "He's still an arrogant piece of shat; you're just too bloody foolish to see it."
"Or maybe you're just too bloody stubborn to realize a truce when you see one!" Lily retorted.
"Personally, I see no reason why we should even bother apologizing to a Death Eater." Sirius sneered.
Severus' lip curled dangerously. "I haven't taken it yet. I'd hate to give you such pleasure. But it won't be long."
"How many more times must you have to kiss his feet before you have the title?"
"Shut it, Sirius." James ordered his best friend for the first time in their friendship. Remus and Peter exchanged looks of surprise.
"You're a bit too late for that, Potter. And you don't have me fooled. You're an arse, and always will be one. I'd never stand along side you, even if the Dark Lord himself ordered me to." With that, he pointedly pushed his way between Sirius and James and stalked down to the dungeons.
Lily couldn't take her eyes off the back of him. He had changed so much in the past few months. There was no turning back for him. Severus was gone forever.
"He's probably too greasy for even Voldemort." Sirius said.
"You're unbelievable, Padfoot!" James growled and stormed off.
"Wait, Prongs!" Sirius whined, hurrying after James. "It's just Snivilus! Why should we even care about him?!"
Lily frowned in disturbance. She cared.
Later, up in the common room, James stopped by Lily, who was struggling with her Arithamancy homework, unable to concentrate.
"Can I ask you something, and, if so, would you give me an honest answer?"
Lily didn't look up, her eyes locked on her paper. She shrugged. "I suppose." Her voice was layered with depression. She missed her friend, and was trying think of anything she could to help him.
James sat down in the chair next to her. "What kind of feelings did you have for him?"
Lily looked up at him, offset by his question. "Severus?"
"Well, who else would I be talking about?"
Lily pressed her lips together tightly and shifted in her chair. Her eyes returned to her blank homework sheet. "I... pictured us married once."
"Really?"
"Don't sound surprised." She muttered. "Girls do that, you know."
"I mean... he's just so gross-"
"Looks aren't everything, James." Lily's tone had not changed. "Why are you asking, anyway?! Why does it matter to you? Obviously any relationship I could have had with Severus has been demolished. But it doesn't mean I'll settle for you."
James sighed. "I feel things may have been different if I hadn't had done what I did to him. I blame myself for many things..."
Lily lifted a shoulder nonchalantly. "It was his choice to join Voldemort."
"I'm sure I didn't help it."
"No." She agreed coldly. "Probably not."
"So you loved him?"
Lily groaned. "Still do." She set her head into her hands. "But that fantasy life is gone now." She said tearfully. "It can never happen. He's too far gone."
"I am sorry, Lily." James said sincerely. "I never wanted to hurt you. And neither did he."
"It doesn't matter anymore." Lily said, gathering up her things. "The Severus Snape that I used to know no longer exists. Voldemort molded him into the man he wanted, just like he did to the others in Slytherin. There's nothing we can do about it."
"But what if he changed back? Then what?" James asked before Lily could disappear up the stairs to her dorm.
"He won't change, James. " She whispered sadly. It was so quiet that he had barely heard her. "I know him too well. He's set."
Lily woke up a week later, with a small red gift box sitting at the end of her bed on her trunk. Curious, she crawled to the end of the bed and opened it. Inside was a dark purple potion and a tightly rolled up piece of parchment.
Lily unraveled the parchment to read it.
'Happy Birthday'
That was it...
The gifter didn't sign it either. Lily set down the parchment and wondered what sort of potion this was. Even though she knew countless of potions, this was one she'd never seen before.
Lily uncorked the stopper and took a sniff. It smelled earthy and... Was that a hint of chrysanthemum?
She figured it out then. It was a potion of hope. Hope for the future. She could use a bit of hopeful influence right now. She dipped her finger into the potion and smeared it around her fingers. It felt like luke warm water. Lily replaced the stopper. She'd talk to Professor Slughorn about it, just to make sure it wasn't something dark.
Professor Slughorn smiled after inspecting it. "Someone gave this to you?"
"Yes. Is it poison?"
"No, but it's very special and extremely rare. Also difficult to brew."
"What is it?" Lily asked heavily interested.
Professor Slughorn tutted. "Ah, you'll have to see for yourself, Miss Evans. If I tell you, it wont work properly. You're supposed to trust the potion. If you don't, it'll void itself."
"How can I trust something when I don't even know what it is?" Lily asked helplessly.
Professor Slughorn smirked. "Gee, I don't know. You're the Gryffindor. But, I suppose if you trusted me, you wouldn't need an answer to your question." He winked warmly at her, and set the potion into the palm of her hand. "May the future be bright, Miss Evans."
Lily protected that potion all throughout the day of her birthday. Everyone in her house wished her a happy birthday, and she got dozens of gifts, but she hardly focused much on any of that. Her mind kept wandering back to the potion.
"What're you brewing on?" James asked her in a whisper at dinner, noticing her quietness.
Lily shrugged. "Got a weird birthday gift."
"Yeah? What was it?"
She showed him the potion. "Slughorn said it was safe to drink."
"And do you trust him?" James raised an eyebrow up to her.
"Yeah." She said slowly. "Yes, I do."
"Then what's stopping you from drinking it?" He looked at it closely. "You know, if you don't want it-"
"Not a chance." She snatched it from him. "It's my potion."
"So drink it then. What are you afraid of?"
Lily huffed. "I'm not afraid."
"Then?" He prompted her. "Let's see what this potion is capable of. Bottoms up, Lady Gryffindor. "
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