Title: Snape’s Child 8/?
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.
Albus told Severus many times before Harry actually attended Hogwarts, the child of the woman he loved was fine. He informed him Harry was very well taken care off, and even hinted at him being slightly pampered, as well as spoiled. Much like James had been. Those words had not been the truth. Arabella informed him she suspected the Dursley grievously neglected the child. Yet he decided not to remove him from their care. Harry had needed the protection of his mother’s blood, and a little neglect would build character, or so he believed. Had he told Severus of Arabella’s suspicions, he was sure the younger wizard would have paid a visit to the Dursley, and it was bound to end badly; with Petunia refusing to keep Harry, or Severus in Azkaban. The boy needed the Blood Wards, Wards that clearly had never existed according to Severus. Petunia was not related to Lily at all.
What an arrogant fool he was!
A child, one much loved, had suffered greatly because of his blindness and arrogance. He should have let the goblins perform a Heritage Spell, as was the procedure when a child was orphaned, and there were no magical kin. He chose not to. Minerva warned him about the muggles that night so many years ago. Told him the Dursleys were the worst kind of muggle. Even Severus mentioned -more than once- Petunia hated Lily -and magic- since they were children. Did he listen? No, of course not. He was older, and wiser. He knew best.
How could he have forgotten the way he chaffed under the responsibility of caring for Aberforth and Ariana? They too had been his blood, but he felt then they were tying him down. They were a burden, and were cutting off his wings. He did not want to take care of them, and he had loved both his siblings dearly. Still did, despite all that happened.
According to Severus, Petunia did not love her sister. There was actual hate there. He knew they were stranged, and still he decided the woman would be willing to take care of her sister’s orphaned child. That the grudges they had as children would be easily forgiven. He chose to ignore his own experience. The grudge Abeforth held already had over one hundred years, and he was sure it would prolong until either of their deaths. His younger brother would never forgive him. But then, he did not forgive himself either.
The old wizard’s heart was breaking, and guilt consumed him. But from Nymphadora’s emotional outbust, he surmissed the rest of those at Grimmauld Place #12 were in equally bad shape. Or worse. He was still the Order’s Leader, and it was his responsibility to see to them. Even when all he wanted was to find a quiet place to grieve, and regret his many mistakes regarding Harry.
Albus led the way to the kitchen, while he was charged with several crimes against Harry, Kingsley and Amelia would not arrest him just yet. They were furious with him -with reason- but they both understood that with Voldemort back, he would be needed to lead the resistance. He made an Unbreakable Vow to them that he would not flee, and submit to the authorities once the war was over should the Light win.
As to that despicable animagus, the Aurors would take care of immovilizing Sirius, and arresting him. They would also oversee a thorough questioning under Veritaserum. The time was past giving him a fair trial. They could not risk the public knowing what the muggles did to Harry. Not when Tom was on the rise. It would drive people to his side, and innocent muggles would suffer. Not all were like the Dursley.
Also, if he knew Harry -and he was doubting he ever did- the boy would not have wanted his life made public. He disliked the attention, and his fame. The child had actually been very private with his personal life. Yet, they needed to question Sirius. Albus needed to know just how badly he erred regarding the animagus. Severus always told him he was blind as to the true nature of the Marauders … perhaps he had been right all along.
Albus could thank any deity that listened, that Amelia Bones was seeing reason, and agreed not to dispense justice through the Ministry Channels. The animagus knew too much, and could put in danger the other Order members. Specially Severus. Sirius Black was still wanted for betraying the Potters, and while it was not true, he was to be Kissed by a Dementor on sight. He was innocent of that crime, but what he did to Harry, carried a life sentence in Azkaban by law. The breaking of his Godparent Vows in such a heinous way was punished by the magic itself. It would take the animagus life, after forfeitting all his material assets in compensation.
As they entered the kitchen, the sight that greeted them was depressing. The mutt and the wolf were moments away from passing out drunk. From what they could see, both wizards had at least consumed three bottles of Fire whiskey between them. That made the Auror’s jobs so much easier. Neither would present much resistance. Kingsley informed him they would be questioning Remus as well, Harry’s memories were rather incriminating.
Albus did explain that while Sirius did not have full control of the Wards, he had some. He was a Black, and as such, the house would protect his secrets if he asked it to. Which clearly he had, since no one noticed a thing. Albus knew neither Remus, nor Molly would allow the animagus to harm Harry in such a horrible way. Specially the red headed matron. She loved Harry like one of her own, and she fiercely protected her children. It was clear to him that the house hid what Sirius was doing. Still, at least those two would be questioned.
Arthur, and several other Order members were not far behind Lupin, and the mutt. In one corner of the kitchen Molly was prostrated in grief, crying her heart out. There was no denying the matron did love Potter like one of her own. Someone had Conjured a cot for her; Vance and Jones sat by her side trying to comfort the bereaved witch without much success as they too were crying, and probably suffering from mild shock. They both were mothers as well and could sympathize with the loss.
From all of them, the brats were the worst off. They were nearly catatonic, except Miss Weasley. She was out cold, lying on a cot. Tonks informed them they had to Stupefy her. The girl went hysterical, and out of control when she heard the news of Potter’s death. Granger had a lost look, and did not seem aware of what was happening around her. She probably did not notice that tears had not stopped falling from her eyes. No one had eaten since the boy left in the morning, and with Molly out of commission, there was no one to see to the children.
Severus sighed. He did not like Gryffindors, but he could understand grief. He knew that all of them loved Potter dearly, and Danielle loved them still. He could see how distraught she was at seeing the condition her friends were in. Danielle did not need more stress. He cast a Muffliato– a spell he created while still at school- around them so they could talk without fear of being overheard.
“Do not worry Danielle, they will be fine … with time,” he reassured her.
“But … I did that!” She cried, tears rolling down her cheeks. “They are hurting because of me! I hurt them! I don’t want them to be in pain.”
“You did not do that to them. Fudge and Umbridge did. There was no choice, Harry Potter had to disappear, to die for you to live.”
“I don’t want them to hurt. It’s not fair!”
“Life is not fair Danielle,” he said with a sigh. “We cannot erase their pain, just as we cannot reveal who you are. It is just too dangerous.”
She sniffled. “Can’t we do anything for them?”
“Not much, besides making sure they eat, drink enough liquids, and perhaps have some potions to temporarily help them manage their grief.”
“Do you think I can help?”
Severus did not respond, as there really was not much the now little girl could do. He cancelled his spell and said to the others. “I’ll see to the children, you take the adults.” That much he could do to assure Danielle her friends would be well taken care off.
“Are you sure my boy …”
“Yes,” Severus told him curtly. “I have dealt with grieving children before. I have been a Head of House for fifteen years, I can handle them.”
“Very well,” Albus acquiesce. Despite what many from other Houses might say, Severus was respected by his snakes. He was actually a much better Head of House than Slughorn, and the two previous Slytherins had been.
“By the way, I am now the house’s master. He broke his Godparent Vows twice.” He informed the Headmaster, then turned to face the children, who had not even noticed the arrivals. “Lippe, Krearcher, Hersy.” The elves ‘popped’ into the room.
“Yes Master Severus,” both Lippe and Hersy said respectfully.
“Yes half-blood Snape,” Krearcher grumbled.
Severus eyed the disgruntled house-elf sternly. “My daughter is your new Mistress Krearcher. I, as her father, am your Master as well.” The elf kept grumbling and muttering, not at all pleased. “You will behave, treat us with respect, and obey like a good house-elf, or you will not be allowed in the house. Understood?” He loomed over the small dirty creature.
“Yes Master,” Krearcher retorted angrily.
“Lippe I require the boxes of Calming Draught, Shock-be-Gone, Hangover Relief, Sober Up, and Dreamless Sleep Potion. They are in my lab,” he paused, “bring also two vials of Veritaserum_, and its antidote please.”
“I’ll be back in a moment Master Severus.” He ‘popped’ away.
“Hersy, please take a look at the house. I require elves to repair, and clean it. The goblin Cleveraxe will provide you with the funds from one of my vaults,” he paused to think for a moment. “There are many Dark and Cursed Objects, as well as rooms. Do you have anyone able to deal with that?”
“I do Master Severus. There are several trained elves.”
“What should they do with the objects Master?”
“Have Cleveraxe open a vault, or empty one of the lesser vaults. Store the items there. I will have a team of Curse Breakers go over them at a later date. I also require at least a couple of elves to see to the kitchen, and one to see to the garden.” He turned to the Black’s old elf. “Krearcher, prove to me it is not a mistake to keep you, and I will allow you to have any object you wish to keep to remind you of your previous family. It will be checked for Curses first, and if it has any, they will be removed before you can keep it.”
Krearcher’s face lightened with happiness. “You will give Krearcher something of kind Master Regulus if Krearcher is being good house-elf?”
“That is correct, now go with Hersy, and show him the house. All of it Krearcher.” There were parts of the house that had been hidden by a previous Head of the Family, and not been available for over a century. The house was actually much larger than what they had seen. He learned about it at Gringotts.
“Hersy, send the kitchen elves as soon as possible.”
“Kilia, and Gordi are coming Master Severus.” He ‘popped’ away followed by Krearcher.
Lippe arrived just as they left. Severus took the potions he would need for the children, and made sure the others would take care of providing potions to those who needed them. He sat Danielle on a chair close to the children, so she could see as he worked with them. Kilia and Gordi arrived as well, and he set them to prepare dinner. Something comforting like chicken broth, soup, or stew, and a good amount of tea. There should be enough for everyone present. The elves set to work. Tea would be ready first, just as the first potions began taking effect.
Severus gave Danielle another dose of Calming Draught, and a sip of Shock-Be-Gone. She really was affected by the condition of those present. He did not want her stressed. The first children he saw to were the Weasley twins. They were the eldest of the children, and would be helpful in seeing to the youngest. He might not be too fond of the twin buffoons, but it pained him to see the both of them so striken. Anyone with eyes could see they too cared for the green eyed boy very much.
In their condition, it was not hard to Legilimize them. Since he was able, he wanted to make sure who knew about Ronald’s, and Ginevra’s theiving activities. Neither were aware of what their two youngest siblings were doing, but they did have the brat’s TriWizard money prize. The foolish boy gave it to them. At least he established those clowns were true friends to the boy. He would tell Danielle once they were back at Spinner’s End. He hoped it would comfort her.
The next was Granger, she did not know either, and was actually incapable of betraying her first friend. Her best friend. She adored the boy, but it was not in a romantic sense. The Know-It-All understood him well … too well.
Severus sighed. How come Minerva never noticed she had two severely abused children in her House? Hell, why were those two in Gryffindor and not Slytherin? Or Ravenclaw in Granger’s case? Filius got his share. Children that took refuge in books, just like Granger did. Things were nearly as bad as they had been for Potter, and he made his mind then. She would not be going back to those people.
Hermione Granger was an unwanted child. Neither of the doctors Granger wanted children. But contraceptives fail some times, and the girl was the result. They had neglected, and ignored the poor girl mostly. The physical -and sexual- abuse was relatively recent. The moment she hit puberty. The father began noticing her then, and not in a paternal way.
The mother knew. Instead of protecting her child, she was insanely jealous. She was the physical, and emotional abuser. Granger too wore Runic Glamours, although by that time her bruises seemed to be fading. To make matters worse, she suspected she was pregnant. He sighed again. Severus would inform Amelia and Albus later so charges could be brought against the parents.
Ron Weasley was a self-centered, obnoxious, close-minded, and jealous brat. Still, against all odds, he did care about Potter -like a younger brother- beyond seeing him as his personal money bag. Severus shook his head, the red head was a walking contradiction. Potter’s death affected him as well. At least most of what he took he used to pay for his, and his siblings education.
It seemed the Weasleys finances were in even direr conditions than anyone thought. Lucius Malfoy was making things very difficult for the red headed family. The boy heard his parents discussing what to do. Without the discounts, they could only pay for two of their school age children. They might have to separate the twins, and neither of them had the adequate grades, or discipline, to request either a scholarship, or a student loan.
Severus would inform Danielle later. Once she knew that at least most of what Ronald took was for an actual good cause, she might decide to keep helping them. She would probably end forgiving the red headed idiot. He did not mind, but he would set some conditions. Those children owed Danielle their education, and they wasted it. The twins were actually quite brilliant at Potions, Charms, and Transfiguration. If only they applied themselves to their studies more.
The last he checked was Ginevra. He Enervated her, went into her mind, and came out of it as fast as he could once he was able to make sense of the chaos, and … insanity there. He cast a Stupefy on her, and for good measure three Dormus. Severus did not want to take any chances of her waking up. It was too dangerous for her, and anyone else around.
“Merlin’s balls!” He swore, and shuddered. There were only two minds that he had ever encountered that could compete with Ginevra’s. The Dark Lord’s, and Bellatrix’s.
“Severus!” Albus, Amelia, and Kingsley exclaimed in shock at his reaction.
He shuddered again. Out of the corner of his eye he saw one of the twins pointing his wand at his sister. “Do not revive her!” he ordered in his sternest voice.
“Why … not … Professor?” They asked in their normal twin speach.
He did not respond to their question. Instead he turned to Albus and Arthur. “Why in Merlin’s name was Miss Weasley not sent to a Ritual Cleansing, several actually, and the Mind Healers after she was possessed by the Dark Lord Headmaster?”
“He did suggest it Severus,” Arthur said. “We … we couldn’t afford it.”
“It was not an option Arthur, and Hogwarts should have covered the expenses, as she was … hurt by a Dark Artifact that should not have passed through the Wards,” he told them gravely. “The Dark Lord caused severe damage, contamination, and corruption of both her mind and her soul. It has not been noticeable because she was obsessed with being Potter’s wife. But Potter is … gone now, unavailable to her. I regret to be the one to inform you, but your daughter is extremely dangerous. I am uncertain at this point whether Ritual Cleansing, and Mind Healers would be able to do anything for her, besides keeping her in a secure ward at St. Mungos. Perhaps they may be able to heal her.” The girl was on her way to becoming a good pupil to Bellatrix.
“You Legilimized my daughter?” Molly screeched. “You have no right!”
“Your daughter had to be Stunned Molly,” he stressed. “She was out of her mind, and out of control according to Tonks’ report. She was a danger to herself and the other children. As the Order’s Healer it is my duty to assess her mental condition to provide her with adequate treatment,” He informed the matron. “Legilimency is the only way to do that.”
“You could still have asked.” Molly sulked.
“Perhaps,” he conceeded. It appeased the red headed matron slightly. “Miss Weasley needs professional help urgently, beyond what I can provide for her, apart from keeping her sedated all the time; which is not ideal. She is not …” Sane was the word he wanted to use, but new it was going to break the adult Weasley’s heart to hear it. He was not that cruel, specially to people who had treated him fairly as those two had. “All right,” he ended saying. “Her mind has been corrupted, and due to the amount of time that has lapsed, that corruption has not only expanded to her soul, it had rooted in her being. Had I not used Legilimency tonight, we would not have discovered the problem until we were faced with a witch fit to compete with Bellatrix LeStrange. Thankfully she has not reached that stage yet. ”
“No!” Molly wailed horrified. “Not my Ginny Severus. She’s a sweet caring girl. A good daughter. She can’t be like … like THAT witch!” Arthur held her offering support, as well as receiving it from her.
Severus sighed. He had been doing that quite a lot lately. “I really regret giving you these terrible news on top of everything. Unfortunately they could not be postponed. Her obsession with Potter was what kept her relatively … stable, and … harmless. The boy is no longer alive, no longer available for her. There is nothing holding her back now. She wants revenge, and will get it at any cost.”
“I …” Arthur did not know what to do. His little girl needed help, but he did not have the money. His Ministry health plan did not cover mental illnesses. Their only option would be to take all the boys out of Hogwarts, and hope their anonymous benefactor would still continue to fund them. He hoped the boy’s would understand. “We’ll send Ginny to the Mind Healers.”
“Arthur we …” Molly began to protest. They didn’t have the money to pay for them.
“I am sorry boys,” he said to his sons. Ginny’s health had to be more important. “You will have to finish your education at home.”
“Harry … gave … us … his … winnings … to … start … our … shop … You … can … have … them Dad.” The boys were shocked at what happened to their little sister, and while their dream of having their own joke shop would be delayed, Ginny was more important.
“Severus,” Danielle said shyly, not used to the name. Her heart was aching for the Weasleys. She loved them so very much. They had been the only family she had known, and they were hurting so. She had to help them.
He went to the tiny girl, and crouched before her to be at eye level. “Yes Danielle?” He suspected what she was going to say. He would let her, they were wealthy enough now. They did not need the money, but the Weasleys did.
“We … we have my … my cousin’s money … right?” She stammered a bit. It felt weird to talk about himself … herself that way. She hoped Snape … Severus would get her meaning.
“That is correct,” he confirmed. Then for those present’s benefit he explained. “Your aunt Lily, Potter’s mother, left instructions in her Will in case something befall her only child before he had his own Will, or a family of his own. Her half sister -your mother- and her children would inherit his belongings.” There was a chorus of gasps.
“Mum …” she hadn’t known this aunt, but she was not lying as she went on. “My Mum is dead.” Her tone was flat; and Lily Evans was indeed dead. There were gasps and a ‘Poor dear’ from Missus Weasley. “You said my cousin loved them, right?” Snape nodded. “We … we don’t need that money, do we?” He shook his head a couple of times. “They … they can have it, can’t they? I … I think he would have liked that, wouldn’t he?”
“I am certain Potter would have given the Weasley family the contents of his Trust Vault if he had made a Will. There is enough to cover the best possible treatment for Miss Weasley for as long as necessary. Is this what you truly want Danielle?” She nodded, he raised an eyebrow, and she finally said.
“Yes, that’s what I want.”
Severus actually gave her a tiny, approving smile. Then he stood and faced the dumbfounded Weasleys, and the rest of the Order, minus Black, and Lupin. No one had really noticed when Amelia and Kingsley took them away. Albus had followed to show them where to lock them up until they were able to question them. They were back already.
“Do not concern yourself about the expenses from your daughter’s medical bills Arthur. We will cover it from Potter’s vault. There is not as much as many believed, but there is enough for that.”
“The Potters were amongst the wealtiest pure bloods Snape!” Dedalus Diggle protested.
“Indeed,” he agreed. “Until James Potter got his hands on it. He wasted the whole Potter fortune in record time. The goblins were not pleased with him. It was actually Lily who salvaged some of it for her son’s upkeep and education.” Turning to Arthur he added, “regarding your son’s tuitions, we can discuss them at a later date.”
“The boy’s tuitions?” Molly asked surprised.
“Severus, that is … so generous of you, and your daughter …” He was overwhelmed. “But I … I cannot accept it.”
“Arthur, do not allow your pride to get in the way of your daughter’s well being, and your sons’ education. The money for your daughter’s treatment has no strings attached. It is not charity either. Even I was aware of how much Potter loved your family. I am positive the brat would have left you the contents of his vault had he ever made a Will. He did not, but I must admit that no fourteen year old child thinks about their own mortality, or at least very few do.”
“I … I just don’t know …”
“He was already helping your family,” he said and looked pointedly at Ronald. “Where do you think the anonymous contributions came from?”
The red headed boy paled, clearly understanding his meaning. The boy realized his ‘Greasy Git of a Potions Professor’ knew Potter had not been the one to give the money to his parents. Ronald was surprised that Snape was covering what he did. He would have thought the slymy Slytherin would be out for his blood, and ready to accuse him of being a thief, yet he had not.
Molly let out a strangled sob, and tears flowed from her eyes. “That was Harry?” Only the Calming Draught kept her from a crying outburst.
“Yes, that was the boy Molly.” Severus looked at Ronald, and saw him cringe, but he was not going to deny it. He would not admit he stole it from his best friend. Severus locked eyes with Arthur for a moment. “Accept it. My daughter has no need of it. Her education and upkeep are assured.”
“A Professor’s salary is not that different from a Ministry worker Severus,” Arthur pointed out.
“It is not,” he agreed. “I only have one child to take care off though. I am also the last male of the Galanos blood line. The moment I was granted Danielle’s guardianship, I was able to collect my inheritance. As you can imagine, money is not a problem any more.”
“The Galanos Death Eater?” Mad Eye spat. He was a late arrival. “Everyone knows they were a Light family. You cannot claim kinship.”
“Felitza Galanos married Jeremiah Prince, Auror. They were my maternal granparents. So yes I do claim kinship to the Galanos line. I am, in fact, its Head,” he sneered at the scarred Auror. He had surprised Moody. No true Dark Wizard could be Head of a Light Family. The Family Rings and magic would not accept them.
“Master Severus, dinner is ready,” Kilia informed him.
“Thank you Kilia,” he told the elf, and the dunderheaded lot gaped. Idiots! Just because he had to ‘pretend’ to side up with blood purist, and was … friends of a sort with the Malfoys, it did not mean he adhered to their beliefs and actions against muggles, muggle born, and house-elves.