Title: Snape’s Child 4/?
Pairing: Severus/Hermione, mentions of Severus/OFC
Warnings: Violence, Child abuse, Drama, Tragedy, OCC, Manipulative but not evil Dumbledore, Character Death, Bad Ginny, Bad Ron, Romance/Het, Alternate Universe, AU 5th Year, Good Severus, Adoption, Gender-Bender, Child Harry, Rape, Bad Sirius, Abusive Dursley, Pregnancy, Child Neglect, Contains references to HBP, and TDH, Post GoF.
Disclaimer: Nope, doesn’t belong to me. I only play with them a bit.
Summary: Based on the Challenge at Potions and Snitches Archive:
Hidden as Snape’s Daughter by carvell
Summary: Dumbledore never makes it to Harry’s trial (summer of 5th year) and Harry is sentenced to Azkaban to be kissed. Snape rescues him and Harry is hidden in plain sight, as Snape’s daughter; he ends up in Slytherin. Only Snape knows who he really is, the rest of the world thinks he’s dead from the Dementor’s kiss. No romance whatsoever.
Author’s Note: I’m basing this story on the challenge, although I’m not following it completely. Harry will be much younger. I wanted to try my luck at adding two other characters that are usually minor and last but not least there will eventually be some romance, although not for a while, and not for Harry. She is too young for that.
This story is just in the beginning stages, so I only have about three chapters captured in the computer, plus a whole lot of notes and ideas.
The Portkey took them straight into his second bedroom. Spinner’s End only had two. It was really a very small row house, but he did not need anything larger. Not even when there was the prospect of having Danielle with him. The childish and feminine room clearly surprised both Aurors, but none questioned him. Although he suspected they might ask later. At the moment, it was more important to see to Potter. He got the necessary potions, and went over his and Shacklebolt’s results. Truth be told, Lily’s child was a mess, and suffering from the stress of the situation he had been living in.
Bones managed to de-activate the Glamour and they could not help the exclamations of shock. She was a hardened Auror, and yet, the witch could not contain the tears. Shacklebolt’s and his own eyes filled with tears as well. Severus could barely contain his rage. Albus said Potter was well cared for! He assured him the boy was safe with Petunia! His Vow was fulfilled as long as he watched out for the Gryffindor at Hogwarts. He was to keep him safe from the Dark Lord, and his Death Eaters. But his Vow was not specific. It was protection against all dangers, and seeing the battered, scarred, and tiny teenager, he realized that Albus was as much of a threat -or perhaps even more so- than the Dark Lord ever was.
He failed Lily.
“Do you have a camera Snape?” Kingsley’s voice was hoarse with barely controlled emotions. They would pay. Those that hurt the child would pay, even if he had to take the law into his own hands.
“Yes. You will press charges against those beasts.” It was a statement, not a question. He silently Summoned the camera. Bones did a bit of transfiguration so the room looked like the Ministry cell where they kept the boy earlier.
“They will not get away with this,” Amelia assured him.
Shacklebolt took the pictures, then Severus went to work healing the boy to the best of his abilities. He was not a certified Healer, but he had trained under Poppy’s guidance. He was good enough to act as the Order’s Healer. Severus worked methodically until he had done all he could. The boy would sleep for at least a couple of hours. He was no longer deeply unconscious; hopefully, his mind had not suffered from being exposed to the Dementors for over two hours. He had too many traumatic memories according to Shacklebolt.
They let the boy rest, and Severus guided them downstairs for tea as well as explanations. One of his elves brought the tea, plus biscuits, and finger sandwiches. There was also chocolate. The Aurors recounted what happened at the trial, what was done to stall the trip to Azkaban, and the discovery of the abuse Potter had been subjected to. The boy had never been safe while under Dumbledore’s watch. Kingsley also told him of the reason he was called.
Severus said nothing, as he heard the story, and his face was impassive. Inside he was in turmoil. The old coot lied to him! Albus always told him Potter was well cared for with Petunia, as well as safe; but the Abusus Historia proved that was the furthest from the truth. His approach was to watch Lily’s son from afar, so he did not have more contact with James Potter’s spawn than was necessary.
His strategy to keep Lily’s son safe had clearly not worked. True, he kept him relatively safe at Hogwarts, but he had done nothing to protect Potter from the enemy within. An enemy he did not even know existed. No, that was not entirely true. He knew Dumbledore had designs for the boy; but it never occurred to him the old coot would be so callous as to allow the child to be harmed in such a heinous way. Unfortunately, it was Potter who paid the price of his naivete. Severus could no longer afford to keep the Gryffindor at arm’s length. He could see it did not work.
The Professor realized he now needed the child’s trust, but he had worked so hard to alienate Potter that it was a dubious endeavour. Yet, it was something he needed to achieve if he was to do a better job of protecting Lily’s child. Severus concluded he needed to keep Potter close in order to better protect him. The best option would be to become the boy’s guardian.
There was a ‘slight’ problem though. They could not have another teenager the same age appear out of the blue. Not when Harry James Potter had just ‘died’. Besides, how could he easily explain being the guardian of such a boy? Few knew about his private life, in fact, not even Albus knew much. But having a ‘child’ Potter’s age ‘suddenly’ appear from nowhere, and pass him as … his son … his nephew … his cousin … or his charge? Where would the boy have come from? Where did he study? It was simply too suspicious. They needed another way.
Severus’ eyes roamed the tiny room so full of his beloved books. They stopped for a moment on the sofa, where the Aurors were sitting quite close. Closer than a simple work relationship suggested, although both looked deep in thought; probably planning. His eyes moved away from them, and stopped at a recent photo. Two weeks ago he took Danielle to the beach. She wanted to see it first hand, and truth be told, it had been at least twenty years since he had been there for leasure. He had only vacationed at the beach once, when the Evans invited him to spend a week with them, and he had never returned to that particular beach. He had been to others, to collect potions ingredients, but it was not the same.
At the time, Lily and him had fun. It had been probably one of the few times he had actually been completely carefree as a child; and although both ended red as lobsters, neither had any real complaints. He knew, even then, that the experience might never be repeated, so he made the most of it. Severus could not deny Danielle her wish, and so they spent the weekend at the beach.
She loved it.
They swam, sunned, ate sea food, and even played. He had Charmed the camera invisible, as well as to follow them. The photo on the shelf was of them building a sand castle, and he barely recognized himself. He was smiling; he looked happy, relaxed, and … content. Severus did not remember when was the last time he felt like that before the lovely weekend.
Had he ever?
His chance at being a father was gone, and Danielle showed him it was something he wanted. It was not that he could not. He was in his prime, and everything worked fine. It was more that he could not risk bringing another child to a world that would be at war; and yet … he had looked forward to raising her. He never thought he would want to be a parent, but in the short time he had with Danielle he enjoyed it.
Severus closed his eyes in pain. His little girl had a very hard life, and died a violent death. He wanted to believe he made her happy, if only for a short while. Danielle’s young life was not very different from Potter’s. Both of them were even related; half-cousins. He told Danielle about Potter, and she had been so happy that she had more family. His little girl wanted to meet her cousin, and he knew that if the boy had known, he would have liked to meet her.
Danielle died two nights ago. Her death was recent enough as to allow him to modify some memories and files. He had documents and photos to back up her existence. The constables could ‘remember’ she was only injured. Turning Potter into Danielle would not be too hard for a Potions Master of his caliber. Although Potter would not be a look alike. A Re-Grow De-aging Potion, a Gender Bender Perma-Draught, and a Blood Adoption Potion would do the trick, with a couple of spells to make the first two untraceable. The third already was.
Severus even had the last two in stock. Both had very long shelf lives, and one cauldron produced around five doses. St. Mungos had commissioned the Gender Bender Perma-Draught a few years back for a transgender wizard. The Wizarding Children Welfare Department requested the Blood Adoption Potion last summer. As to the De-aging Potion, it was illegal, but not hard to make. He already had the base -which was a generic one. It would take him around forty minutes to have a dose capable of de-aging the boy nine years. Severus’ mind came to an abrupt halt. Was he really considering adopting Potter and raising him as a girl? Could he do it? They were not on the best of terms.
The answer surprised him. Yes, he would take Lily’s child as his own. That child urgently needed proper care, a parental figure, someone who had his best interests at heart, and protection amongst other things. Being de-aged would provide him with a second chance at being a child. Something the Headmaster’s so called protections had robbed him off. Severus would make sure he … she was happy. Potter was not going to like becoming a girl, but really, it was the best option available before the Edict’s magic took action.
The Potions Master told both Aurors about Danielle and Elizabeth. He accepted their condolences. Then he spoke of his plan to pass Potter as his daughter, as well as all that was necessary to implement the plan. Amelia and Kingsley were thoughtful as they considered the proposed actions. After a long silence both agreed it was a good idea, and the only viable option either of them had come up with. None wanted to risk too much time passing, as they were unsure how long the Ministerial Edict would wait before enacting it’s orders.
All three were aware Potter -a fifteen year old boy- would not be happy about becoming a little girl, especially when the Gender Change was permanent. Most teenage boys would be horrified actually. The trio debated whether to do it without explaining, or telling him first to give him a semblance of a ‘choice’; although there really was not one. The consensus was to speak to Potter first. They needed his trust, and for him to see they respected him. That he had ‘some’ control.
Amelia wanted something else added to the plan. There was a war coming, and Severus’ role as a spy placed him in a dangerous position. Should something happen to him, Potter would be vulnerable, and at the Ministry’s mercy. She and Kingsley would become the child’s godparents. That also served to provide Potter with family as Severus had none living.
It was Kingsley who came up with the idea to fabricate a case investigating several instances of powerful Accidental Magic before muggles. He would be the Auror in charge. It was something he did often with abused muggle born children. He also assisted the muggle authorities in cases of abuse when the child had to be removed from parents or tutors. It provided an excuse for Severus and Kingsley to know each other before the Order.
With a budding friendship, and later knowledge of being on the same side it would be believable that Severus asked Kingsley to be his child’s godfather. Amelia, as King’s lover, was invited by extension, and slowly included in the friendship. She had expected scorn from Snape, or a sneer at the revelation of their frowned upon relationship. She got neither. He only asked how serious they were.
Kingsley responded they would already be Bonded if they could. But the bigots at the Births, Bonds, Marriages, and Deaths Department would not do it. Severus suggested they married in the muggle world. He could be one of the witnesses for them. With the document the Births, Bonds, Marriages, and Deaths Department HAD to legalize their union like it or not. Some of his Slytherins had done things that way. A couple had married muggles. The Aurors were happy with the advice, and would set a date once things calmed a bit around Potter’s case.
Amelia and Kingsley left then to take care of the muggle authorities and any witness who knew Danielle died. They also collected hair and nail clippings from Elizabeth’s body. Blood would have been better, but it had to be fresh, from a ‘live’ source. So other materials in larger amounts would have to do. They also collected the little girl’s body, and what she had on when she was attacked. Severus decided he would cremate her body and bury the ashes in his mother’s tomb. It was at the cemetery in Hogsmeade, inside the Prince Family crypt; although Eileen hadn’t originally been buried there. He moved her when Jeremiah became comatose.