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What Would You Do?	By : snapeisthebest Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3351 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-What Would You Do?
- 2-two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 14-Fourteen
- 15-Fifteen
- 16-Sixteen
- 17-Seventeen
- 18-Eighteen
- 19-Ninteen
- 20-Twenty
- 21-Final
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While Severus Snape quickly made his way back to the throne room. He hoped Lord Voldemort would listen to what he had to say and grant him this one favor. A house elf popped in front of him and told him to go to the study instead.

Tom was deep in thought when Severus returned to him. After reading the letter from his little FA, he decided that he needed to confide in someone. Severus was his friend; at least he was sixteen years ago. Tom only hoped he hadn't ruined it.

"Ah, Severus, Please, have a seat. We have much to discuss, my friend." Tom greeted his spy with a warm smile.

Severus, taken aback by the term of endearment his Lord used to use many years ago, sat in the plush chair across from the man. Eying the Dark Lord warily, he began, "My Lord, I wish to make a request of you."

"Severus, please, call me Tom. We were once friends; I hope we still can be after all is said and done here today." Tom asked the now shocked man before him.

"Very well, Tom. What I have to say is troublesome to me. As you are aware, I completed my mission and have brought you the Potter boy." Severus stopped, swallowing hard.

"You have done well; I have my reasons for wanting him here." Tom quickly replied. He had noticed the normally stoic man's nervousness.

"I am aware of your reasons, My… Tom. You have never tried to hide your intentions once you had the boy. After all these years, I have not made any requests or asked for a favor like others have. Today, I wish to do so." Severus looked up at Tom to gauge his reaction. The

man merely smiled and nodded, indicating for him to finish.

"I wish for you to not kill the Potter boy. If someone must die today…" Severus turned away to hide the tears forming in his eyes, "then, by all means, kill me in his place." Severus finished with his voice barely above a whisper.

Tom Riddle, aka the Dark Lord Voldemort, most feared man in existence, was completely flabbergasted by the man in front of him. He knew Severus lusted after his nephew but he NEVER thought the man loved him. And so much to die for him. 'This could prove to be one very interesting situation with these two.' Tom thought before saying, "You truly do love him, don't you; to sacrifice your life for his?"

Severus snapped his heads around to look at the man as he said those words. "I have only recently realized it. However, I do not stand a chance at him returning the sentiment. I overheard him talking about falling for the one person he could never have. He mentioned their lips and voice as they whispered in his ear. So, I was planning to help him take his mind off the one he can't have, by some harmless flirtations over the next month. Before returning having failed my mission, my goal was to at least receive a kiss from him; if not more.

I never really expected anything more to actually happen, as he does despise me, his hated Potions Professor." His voice was dripping with self-loathing.

"So, then you are aware he is in love with someone?" Tom asked full of curiosity.

Severus nodded. "Miss Granger. She was taken last night by one of Dumbledore's minions. Potter was devastated the whole night until her return this morning. I know because he latched on to my robes and repeatedly soaked them with his incessant crying.

It was during their reunion that I discovered it is she he loves. The imbecile, Ron formerly Weasley, who took Granger, took her to the Shrieking Shack. Unfortunately, for him, the resident werewolf was in." Severus finished with a smirk.

Tom sat there thinking over what Severus had just told him. 'I know that Harry is in love with Severus, I've been inside his head too much to not know it. Maybe I should inform him of this.'

"Why do you think that this Granger girl is the one he loves, Severus?" Tom carefully asked.

"When she was taken, I found him on his knees sobbing. In his horror of what had happened he confessed that she was the only one that ever loved him for him. He stayed in my arms crying over her all night; he couldn't take his eyes off of her when she did return with the werewolf; it was to her he was speaking of loving the one he could never have." A dejected sounding Severus

told him.

"Severus, I have been inside his head. I have seen through his eyes and felt what he feels. So, I know he is in love with…"

"Granger! I know. He cannot have her because she is the Lupin wolf's mate. You of all people know, I do not love or trust easily. If you were ever my genuine friend, you will do this for me. He will never want me, his greasy haired, big nosed, ugly git of a potions professor. I know what I look like and what they say about me. Please, I don't think my heart could take watching him with another. It would hurt too much." Severus had started out yelling before he remembered exactly to whom he was speaking.

"If you are certain this is what you want," Tom began as he slowly rose from his seat drawing out his wand. Severus nodded. "You leave me no other choice."

Hearing these words, the proud man closed his eyes and waited for death. Severus felt two spells hit him. The first caused him great pain, whereas with the second, his whole body tingled. But he was not dead.

Tom stood over his friend and smiled. "Because I am your friend, you are still alive. We are both still of the Uralt."

Severus slowly opened his eyes and saw Tom standing over him with a soft smile. He opened his mouth to speak but was cut off.

"I happen to know for a fact; Harry Potter is NOT in love with the Granger girl. Loves her, yes. In love, no. You would be very surprised at who it is he has given his heart to. But, it is his secret to tell. Mine on the other hand are for me to tell.“ Tom said as he walked back to his chair and sat down.

'I WILL, however, be telling Harry of your affection towards him.' Tom thought to himself with a smirk.

"First, I would like to apologize for the way you have been treated these many years." Tom said as he smirked at the stunned look on Severus' face. "Now, as for my reasons for wanting Potter here with me, it is to protect him. Why would I wish to protect him? You ask, simple, really. He is my Great nephew. Lily Evans was my niece, my little FA. And finally, for your fealty over the years and the love you have for Harry, I have removed your Dark Mark. That business of it being permanent was more of Dumbledore's lies." Tom told the man as if

he were talking about the weather. "Harry deserves to be second to none.”

Severus didn't know what to say to this information. He knew from seventeen years ago, when they had formed a friendship, that Dumbledore had raped Tom's sister, killed her husband and daughter, and then forced him to torture and kill his own twin sister. They had

no idea why he hadn't been driven insane by her death. Severus was still researching it.

"But how? You said Dumbledore killed your family years ago." A very confused looking potions master asked as he looked at his now bare left forearm.

"Perhaps you should just read this." Tom simply stated as he handed Severus his FA's letter that had been lying on the table beside him.

Harry's hands were trembling as he opened the letter with the elegant writing on it. Since the others would not open.

My Dearest Son,

I regret that you have to hear all of this by letter. If we are not there with you, then we are watching over you, and it is as we suspected. Our lives are indeed in danger and we were killed by the last person anyone expects. We each have information to pass on. By we, I mean myself along with your father and godfather. I have spelled the letters to open in a specific order. The first thing is to tell you that we all love you very much. The only reason we are not with you is because we are dead. BUT, you are not without family. My birth name is not Evans. I was adopted when I was four after my parents were killed. The man responsible took me and placed me with a Muggle family to "keep an eye on me". Although I was forced to use their name, it was never legal.

This is where it gets confusing, my darling. You see, my real name is Sabine Melrose Riddle. Yes, Riddle. No doubt, Dumbledore has still been spouting his lies about Uncle Tom; he is not an evil man. The day my parents died, 'Dummydoor' as I called him, hexed me and knocked me out. While he was confronting Uncle Tom, I came to and heard and saw what was going on. Being a Slytherin by birth, I was able to watch without either knowing. What I heard will haunt me to my dying day.

What you need to know is that for years, Dumbledore had been placing spells to control and cause negative emotions on Uncle Tom. That evil man promised to help him make the wizarding world a better place in exchange for some of his magic. Their lessons turned out to be torture sessions and when Uncle Tom decided he was done with Dumbledore, the man came to collect. Uncle Tom tried to fight but, Dumbledore had already killed my father and done bad things to my mother. I now know he beat and raped her. He used a dark spell to steal her magic. It can only be done through rape. I was also used in the process to control; Hence, the hex.

Next thing that happened, Dumbledore finished his creation of a new Dark Lord with his curses of hatred and anger. Unbeknownst to Uncle Tom until after, he added several additional spells; ones that had no counter. These spells were to cause him to hate and want to destroy anything non-magical; a form of mind control spell that makes it so he can not harm Dumbledore. EVER; to cause him to forget any and every positive feeling he had ever had.

Using these curses, especially the mind control, Dumbledore forced my loving uncle to torture and then repeatedly rape his own twin (yes twin) before killing her. Uncle Tom cried through the whole thing so I know he remembered his love for her. But, he can't refuse a direct order from Dumbledore. My mother, Tamah, your grandmother told her brother that she understood and that she forgave him. It wasn't his fault. It was her words that inspired me to do my research.

After I became a Charms Master, I was able to create several charms. I believe that I have found a cure for my beloved uncle. Blood of Family and the Touch of Willing Love are both detailed in my journal. Trying to restore our family, I created and cast a spell on you

to forever link you to the Head of the Family. Everything is in my journal, which is enclosed with this letter. Be very cautious in who you share it with.

My task is almost complete. I can't believe you will be an adult when you read this. I am watching you sleep in your crib as I write this letter. But, I digress.

With me gone you are the Riddle Heir. Also, you are the Slytherin Heir. With being a direct descendant of Salazar Slytherin, we have inherited certain gifts. Such as Parselmouth(the ability to speak to snakes), and Draken-talar (the ability to speak to dragons), an unusual type of eye color, emerald (almost the color of the Avada Kedavra), and having a life-mate.

I will leave you now to read your other letters. If Griphook gave you these personally, that means someone tried to take them from you.

Be very careful who you trust. Dumbledore's magic is strong as he has stolen most of what he has from others. I wish I could have seen you grow up, my sweet. Always remember, I love you dearly. Avenge our blood.

Your loving mother,

Sabine Melrose Riddle

P.S. Next time you see Moony, if he still lives,Mother says he will, tell him "The flower is the snake. We summon reckoning and vindication." Be exact, and be prepared.

Harry was floored by what his mother said. His enemy was in fact his family; all the 'gifts' Dumbledore told him he got from being cursed he inherited through blood; Dumbledore had killed his grandparents and separated the rest of the family; he had a life-mate, whatever that

was.

He knew he was going to need help in avenging his family. Dumbledore will pay for his misdeeds.

Not knowing what else to do, Harry went on to read the next letter that would open for him. What other surprises were there for him.

Dear Harry,

Happy Birthday, son! You're of age now. There are some things you need to know, now that you're a man. First I hope I just handed you this letter; because if you have gotten it any other way than our fears are true and someone we once loved and trusted is not who we thought he was.

There is so much to tell you. I sit here writing to the future you while I watch you playing. Harry my heart aches at the thought of what you may go through. Well, guess I can't put it off any longer. We talked it out and decided a letter from each of us on your seventeenth birthday would be the best way to let you know all the things you need to know. Before I tell you what I am to tell you, know this. I love you. You are the greatest joy in my life and I have never loved anything like I love being your Dad. Now, I guess I should start at the beginning.

You of course know that your Mom, Sirius, Moony, Peter and I were all very good friends. We were best friends, as a matter of fact. Your Mom and I were not madly in love, though. Oh I love Lily, very much; and she loves me. We are not and never have been in love with each other.

I have not yet found the one for me; your mother, however, has been much luckier than me. She has known her life mate for years now. We have been very careful that no one knows about him, his family and many other pure-blood families would not approve, and would perhaps hurt one or both of them. We pretended I was her boyfriend, to protect both of them. I know, you're wondering why she married me if she is in love with another and why I married her if I am not in love with her.

The answer is simple. We didn't marry. Bet that got your attention if nothing else had so far. You, no doubt, have heard all about how much in love we are and how wonderful our wedding was. The wedding was wonderful. It just wasn't me she married.

You see, we knew we were expected to marry after we left Hogwarts. I didn't want to marry her or any other woman. She had a life bond with someone else. So I thought that it would be great if there was a way we could switch places, her mate and I, then it hit me-Polyjuice. So

for the ceremony, he looked like me and I looked like him. We did this time and again, so he could spend time with Lily without anyone else around and not raise suspicions. That is until your beautifully, highly intelligent and creative mother came up with a spell for us to appear as each other to those that needed to see it. You are his child.

I love you as my own, as I wrote earlier. I am your Godfather. No doubt you are thinking "If I am not the son of James Potter why do I look like him, why do blood tests say I am his?" The reason is simple; we performed a blood ritual so that you would appear to be my child to

all scrutiny. We performed the ritual as soon as you were born; your mother also put charms on us to protect us and let us know when a curse or spell has been cast against us and to block them from hurting us but also to let us know what it was being cast so we know how to act if need be.

This protection is how we began to suspect that Albus Dumbledore was not at all what we thought he was. Please, no matter what, be careful who you trust.

You are getting fussy and it is time for a nap. I must end this letter now. I hope it helps you. Know that no matter what has happened or will happen we are with you and love you.

All My Love,

Dad (James Potter)

P.S. Just read over the letter; bet you want to know who your father is. It's Sirius Black, you are a Black. He and Lily have tried to protect you and he loves you very much.

JP

This time Harry really was floored as he collapsed after reading that Sirius Black, the man thought to be his godfather, was in all actuality, his father. 'No wonder the Sorting Hat wanted me in Slytherin.'

As he took out the last letter, his hands slightly shook. He noticed this letter also had a shrunken book with it. What else is there? Harry thought as he began the letter.

Hey there, Pup,

I guess you are pretty shocked, huh? I tried to tell you many times but, Dumbledore has many spies. Not all of them human. It pains me to know what you have already suffered through. I love you and always have and I wish things would have been very different when I

escaped. Unfortunately, Peter got away. Even though being the headmaster, Dumbledore could have stopped him. Yes, the old man knew.

The rest of this is the letter I wrote watching your beautiful mother rock you to sleep as a baby. Before I leave you to it; confide in Severus Snape. He is a snarky bastard sometimes, (OK most of the time) but he is trustworthy. He is of The Uralt, which is an elite group of the ten oldest wizarding families in the world. You are also a member. We protect one another as it was in the beginning.

My son,

We all love you and wish you all the happiness we are unable to give you. Because there are those that disapproved of your mother and I being together and we feared for your safety, we performed the Ritual of Transmute. This enabled us to give you the blood of another to be seen as your parent. You would be a part of that Bloodline, forever, as if you had been conceived by that person. You would also keep the blood of both your mother and me. This means, YOU have three biological parents. No, we didn't do any of that freaky stuff.

Although, Jamie did try once or twice. (Don't tell him I said that.) My next task is to let you know about being the Head of the Family and the Heir of the family. Head of Family is just that. You are the Head of the Family and no one in the family can go against you without suffering severe pain. I have suffered this pain myself on occasion. You also have the ability to remove those you feel are not fulfilling their duty to the family or have shamed the name by their actions. Meaning disowning a member. (What I should have done to Bellatrix) Being the Heir means that you are learning how to be Head and to control the fortunes associated with each Bloodline. You have A LOT of responsibility now you are of age. If you haven't already, go see Griphook. He is the manager of ALL your Family vaults. You have many seeing as how you are the last Potter, Black, Riddle, and Slytherin; to name a few. Yes, there are more.

I have given you more information in my journal, enclosed with this letter on the branching off of Bloodlines. What you need to know now is that all Bloodlines are linked to the Uralt. The Uralt consists of the Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Merlin-le Fay, Potter, Black, Riddle, Malfoy and Snape Families. These are the oldest and most powerful Bloodlines in existence. Very few are direct descendants of the original ten. Those of us that are have a lot of power. The more direct links you have, the more power. You, my son, are one of the most powerful beings to ever live. Read my journal to learn of it all. If you need help in understanding, go to someone YOU KNOW YOU CAN TRUST. Be certain of this.

Harry's brain was on overload as he read the letter telling him about bloodlines and traditions. He definitely needed help in understanding all of this.

My final task is to inform you that you have a life-mate. You will be drawn to them either by hate or love; sometimes both. When you find and accept your life-mate, you will gain even more power. Once again, journal. Read it.

Be safe my son. You will do great things in your life. One of those better be getting rid of that bastard, young man. I love you, Pup.

Your father,

Sirius Black, Head of Family

Harry didn't understand most of what his father was telling him. He did, however, hope that Severus turned out to be his life-mate. Since beginning to think of others in "that way", just before he turned 13, it has only been thoughts of Severus Snape, Hogwarts potion professor

and resident bastard.

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Severus finished the letter and looked up at Tom. He really didn't know what to expect in the letter. It wasn't that the headmaster was even more evil than they had already believed.

"What did he make you do?" Severus asked in whispered voice.

Tom stared at Severus for a minute before telling his friend everything he could remember thus far. He knew he had to tell someone.

"You realize Dumbledore will not be happy about Potter's disappearance." Severus told his leader.

"Of course, but, it will be up to Harry if he returns. I brought him here to inform him of everything I can remember and because he is the last of my family. I would like to get to know him better. All this time, I have been trying to rid myself of the only thing I have ever wanted, my family." Tom was very subdued.

"Severus, I need you to research the things Sabine mentioned in her letter to me. Blood of Family and the Touch of Willing Love. I have never heard of these things before. I wish we had access to her research. She claims to have a cure for what HE has done to me. I can

remember when I wasn't compelled to hurt. I don't like being this way." The Dark Lord told his now most trusted and friend.

"I will endeavor to do my best in assisting you with this dilemma." Severus said with a small smile.

"Thank you, Severus. Will you please retrieve my nephew for me, now?"

"Certainly,…Tom." He replied as he gracefully rose from his chair and walked out the door.

Tom sat there and waited, nervously, for his return.

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Harry didn't know what to think about everything he had just been told by his parents and godfather. He wished he had someone to talk to about all of it. He had enough to think about.

'Oh wait! I guess I need to talk to "Uncle Tom".' Harry smiled to himself at the reference. 'We have a lot to talk about. If Dumbledore is behind everything, I want him punished for what he did to my family. No, our family. The bastard kept us apart and poisoned us against each other. I plan to get to know the man my mother loved so much. If she could love him, I'm sure I can. One day. She said to trust him and use her research to cure him. Maybe someday soon we will be the family we should have been all along.'

Harry took out the shrunken book from his mother and restored it. Opening it to the first page he began to read. He had just finished the first page when there was talking outside his door.

Thinking it might be Severus, Harry walked over and listened. He did NOT like what he heard.

"Hey, Greg! Did you see the Weaslette this past year? Not bad for a blood traitor, huh?" It was Crabbe's voice.

"OH YEAH! The things I would do to her if I ever get my hands on her. I know the Dark Lord is totally against it, but I will have her one way or another. What our Lord doesn't know…" Goyle's voice trailed off as they continued past Harry's door.

Harry slowly backed away from shaking his head in shock. So much so, he didn't even notice when the door opened and Severus Snape walked in.

"What is it this time, Potter?" Severus asked thinking Harry was just over-reacting to being at the castle. Until he still did not respond.

"Harry! Harry, what is it? What is wrong? What has happened? Damn him! He said you would be safe here." Severus panicked, pulling Harry into his arms checking to make sure there was no damage.

This snapped Harry out of his daze. He was relieved to see Severus was OK after his meeting with Voldemort. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Severus Snape was actually concerned about him.

"Well, you see, Sir. I just heard Crabbe and Goyle outside my room. They were talking about what they'd like to do to…" Harry swallowed hard. "…Ginny. And it wasn't pleasant."

"I see. Yes, Gregory has had an unpleasant fascination with her for years. I shudder to think what that discussion entailed," Replied Severus. "The Dark Lord wishes to see you now."

Severus looked down to see Harry gazing up at him with an unfamiliar look in his eyes.

"Right. I almost forgot about him." Harry said as he reluctantly stepped out of the man's embrace; making sure to trail his hands the whole way down Severus' arms. If this was the only touch he could get, why not take advantage of it.

Severus looked up, surprised at the touch; hope filling his heart once again. It was amazing what one simple gesture could do.

"There are many things you should know before you pass judgment; not all is as it appears to be. I know you are aware of at least part of Dumbledore's treachery." Severus said with a raised eyebrow. "Follow me."

"Um, Sir, before we go, can you read these? They are letters from my parents and godfather. There are some things in them I don't completely understand. I was wondering if you could read them and explain some of it to me. Mostly the stuff about bloodlines and tradition. They told me to only go to someone I trust." Harry was unsure if Severus would help but, he wanted Severus to know everything about him. Just in case.

"Indeed. I will look these over while you have your meeting. We will discuss them afterward." Severus told him as he led the way to the throne room.

'I really hope he doesn't hate me even more when he finds out I'm really a Black. It was bad enough being a Potter!' Harry was still deep in thought as they reached the doors to the throne room.

Severus stopped and knocked on the doors. Then he turned to face Harry. "This is where I take my leave. Do not worry, you really are safe here." As he said this, Severus reached up and cupped Harry's cheek.

Tom answered the door and was not really surprised at what he saw; though anyone else would have been. Severus was facing Harry with his hand on his cheek, like he was going to kiss him. 'That's it!! I will tell Harry first chance I get. They are so stupid when it comes to

this.'

"Thank you, Severus. If you would, come back in an hour." Tom said as he let Harry in.

Harry walked in and just stood there. Tom turned to look at him and smiled at how nervous Harry was. "Harry, please relax. You are completely safe here, you always will be as you are part of my…"

"Family. Yes, I know. Now." Harry grinned at the surprised look on Tom's face. "My parents and godfather sent letters to be delivered on my coming of age. It seems that someone took them before I had a chance to read them and they returned to Gringotts where they were

delivered to me today right before you called Se..Snape and I made him bring me here." Harry rushed out before he lost his nerve.

"I see. As I had intended. Something you should know about Severus…" Tom began then

thought about it, "I know you have no reason to trust me just yet, Harry. So, I will show you instead." Tom then put his wand to his temple and retrieved a memory. He then put it in a pensieve Harry just noticed on the table.

"Please, come and see. This is my meeting a little bit ago with Severus." Tom beckoned him over.

Harry hesitantly went over to the table. As he started to lean over, he felt Tom's hand on his shoulder. He turned to look at the man.

"Before you see this, I just wanted to let you know that I know how you feel about Severus. There are times when I can see and feel what you do, just as you can me. I have no problem with this situation." Tom gave Harry a gentle smile. "When we have the time, there is a

young lady I wish to speak to you about."

Harry then leaned over and went in to view the memory.

Tom sat back and waited with a smug look on his face. When Harry resurfaced, Tom noticed he had a look of utter fascination on his face.

Harry made eye contact with his great-uncle. "You mean he was willing to die to keep you from killing me?" Fascination turned into realization, "It makes sense now. Just before we came here, I thought I heard him whisper 'I love you' to me. If he thought you were going

to kill me, he probably thought that would be his only chance to say it to me."

"Precisely. Knowing how you feel, as having seen and felt it,” Tom gave a slight shudder “you have my blessing as Head of the Families; Slytherin and Riddle. Now, we have a few other things to discuss; First, KoKo is the personal elf to the Slytherin Heir as she has been for hundreds of years. Next, our family is owed vengeance on the one who tried to keep us apart. Now…" Tom continued in this manner for a little while until he heard a knock on the door. The hour he had asked Severus for was at an end.

Talking with Tom, Harry discovered there was a lot more to Dumbledore's manipulations than he had already been told. He also learned that being Heir meant he did not have to return to Hogwarts. A private tutor could be brought in for his last year.

Harry was very pleased when Uncle Tom told him it would be his choice whether or not he went back. He even said that Harry's friends were able to come visit if he should choose not to return to school. He didn't think he would. There were other things they talked about, as

well. Most of the spells cast by the headmaster were now gone, the rest were considered unbreakable. Harry didn't like the fact that there was still the urge to hurt and punish along with the need to destroy anything non-magical; he finally had the family he had always

wanted (even if it was going to take time to truly be that family); he knew that his beloved was in love with him. He and "Uncle Tom" (as the man told him to call him) had come to an understanding; Harry would move into the castle to learn the proper way to be the Head of the

Families he already was and the ones he would inherit when Uncle Tom passed. It was only a perk that he would also get to know the man his mother loved so much.

"Please, allow me, Uncle Tom." Harry said as he stood and went to open the door for Severus.

Tom didn't mind. He sat back and watched. It was so much fun to see the two of them squirm when in the same room together.

As Harry opened the door, Severus began, "Potter, there is much we need to dis…"

Lord Voldemort was struck completely dumb as shy, unsure little Harry Potter grabbed the domineering Severus Snape by the face and pulled him into one of the most passionate kisses he had ever seen.

When they finally broke apart, they looked at Tom who was laughing hysterically.

"It seems I don't need to send anymore dreams after all." Tom cried as his laughing increased from the looks of amazement on their faces.

"What exactly do you mean you 'don't need to send anymore dreams' Uncle Tom?" Harry asked as he turned a pretty shade of red, trying to hide his face from Severus.

"Well, you see, Harry, I have discovered a way to send dreams to people. Whatever I wish them to see, as you know. A few nights ago, I sent you and Severus the same dream. An… intimate dream. But not too much detail. You are my nephew. Yes, I knew at the time." Tom had finally stopped laughing. "I have known since last year how you felt Harry. And, you, Severus get this far away look in your eye when you talk about Harry. At first, I thought it was just lust. After tonight, I know better." Tom smiled at the two.

Harry looked at Severus, who was smiling
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