Wings

Harry Potter discovers that he is part Veela and one of his parents may not be who he thought they were. Join Harry as he finds out the truth, his enemy becomes his mate, and everything Harry ever thought was right is proven wrong.
(Set in fith year.) DRARRY

WARNING: Lots of gay, don't like GO AWAY! Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Dumbledore bashing! Good Voldemort.

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5. Chapter 5: A Father, A Family

Harry's P.O.V

 I sat there for a moment, completely dumbfounded. I thought I could handle the world, it and its surprises. I thought I couldn't be surprised anymore, that it couldn't possibly get any weirder. I was wrong. But of course, I always am and things don't ever go my way. The image of James Potter, the man who had been my father in my mind for the past four and so years, was crumbling in my mind.

“No. It's not possible.” My voice was weak even in my own ears. My voice was deeper, I realized, it was weird that I hadn't noticed it before.

For the first time, Snape actually showed emotion, he wasn't the stone cold rock I knew him as. He looked like he had a million years of sadness and regret weighed on his shoulders. “It was mid October, James and your mother had just had a huge argument, and your mother was deeply hurt, so she went to a bar and drank herself into oblivion. I showed up, and I thought I was going to die the day after and then I saw her. She needed someone to stay with and a shoulder to cry on, so I took her to my place. I was deeply in love with her, and had been for quite some time, and after she had told me what had happened, she kissed me. It...got heated to say the least..and then one thing lead to another. When she woke up, she looked at herself, then at me and started to cry all over again. She made me swear not to tell anyone, and to pretend it never happened, before she left. That was the last time I saw her before she died.”

During the story, I had gone from embarrassed, to angry, to sad, and to finally resignation.

“Do you know what happened after that?”

“Well obviously her and Potter made up,” Snape spat James’ name as if it had personally offended him,”Lily had always been especially good at charms, even better than Dumbledore. I don't know exactly, but I think as soon as she realized you weren't James’ son, she disguised you with a charm that had a fifteen year long expiration date.”

 “But that’s not even possible, a fifteen year long charm?!” 

 “I didn't think it possible either, until I saw you for myself. You look just like Lily and I.”

“What about the wings?”

“Veela inheritance, but you already knew that. You get that from me as well, though I was one of the few unlucky ones who didn't get a mate.” He appraised me for a second. “You have one though, you have the glow, who is it?”

I paused before answering, Snape was my most hated teacher. But, with the explanation he told me, I think he only hated me because I looked like James. James. I couldn't call him my dad anymore, I believed Snape, he was my father. I didn't know exactly how he would react to the fact that I was gay. I knew I was gay before Draco, but that was beside the point. Something told me he wouldn't care so I decided.

“Draco Malfoy.” he looked surprised, but nodded.

“Though you probably don't care whether or not I approve, just know that I do.”

Though it shouldn't have mattered, he was my most hated teacher after all, but he was my father and my only shot at ever having a real family. It mattered what he thought.

“Thank you.” I said meaningfully.

He looked surprised again, but smiled. I never thought I would see the day that Severus Snape would smile, let alone at me.

 

“Would you like to come stay with me? I know we aren't on the best of terms, and neither of us expected this. Hell, I never even expected to ever have kids, no mate and all, but I have one and I know it now. And I'll be damned if I'm not going to be a part in his life, your life.” Snape looked hopeful.

I couldn't believe my ears, Snape actually wanted to be a part of my life? I could actually get out of this place, attempt to establish a family. One that hopefully didn't contain abuse and lock me in a cupboard. A real family. I could actually trust an adult for once… maybe.

 

“Sure, if I wouldn't be too much of a bother. You said it yourself, you never wanted a child…” I trailed off, suddenly uncertain.

“I never said that,” Snape ran his hand across his face in a stressful manner, “I never thought I would have a child since I turned fifteen, and didn’t get a mate. It crushed me. I started to detest children because I couldn’t ever have one of my own. The only one I had even considered being with was betrothed to another that could give me that. Now that I have you, you’re, you’re a gift to me Harry. Something that I had always wanted but thought I could never have. My hate for you was pety, and I see that now. I hated you because you looked like James, and I associated your personality to his. But really, I know now, the personality I saw, was mine. Harry, you’re more like me than you will ever know. So of course I want you to stay with me.” He started to pause a bit towards the end, because he was struggling to explain what he felt.

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I was a gift? It was one of the nicest things anyone had ever told me.

Words wouldn’t come to me, so I just nodded. He smiled, then frowned.

“What about your aunt and uncle?”

“Oh, you don’t have to worry about them. They’d be extremely happy if I was gone. In fact, I think they’d throw a party and rejoice.”  

His frown just got deeper. “Harry, what is your life like here?” I knew the question was coming, and I was going to have to tell it two days in a row, after only telling it for the first time yesterday.

 

I started at the beginning, “Well, I was forced to live in the cupboard under the stairs until I turned eleven…”  As I continued and all the way till the end, Snape kept looking angrier, and angrier.

“THEY DID WHAT?!” Snape yelled at the end, “IF THEY EVER COME INTO MY SIGHT, MARK MY WORDS-”

“Calm down,” I interjected warily.

“HOW CAN I BE CALM?! HOW DARE THEY DO THESE THINGS TO MY SON!”

All of the attempts I had to get him to stop yelling vanished. He wasn’t angry because he thought I’d let them do the things to me, he was mad because they had done them.

I decided to just nod.

Snape calmed down a bit, “Look how about you get your stuff, and I take you to my, our house, and you can get some sleep. It’s been a draining day for the both of us.”

I looked down at my watch for about the fourth time that day, and noticed that four hours had past. It didn’t feel like it at all.

I stood up from the couch and motioned to Snape in a way that said I’d be right back. I ran up the stairs and to the second bedroom and threw everything I owned into my trunk. My schoolbooks, quill, ink, and parchment were lying out, as well as a few miscellaneous clothing items. My wand I tucked into the waistband of my jeans out of habit, though it wasn’t likely that I would need to use it. I quickly scanned my eyes over the room, before I grabbed Hedwig’s cage, which she was back inside of, and fastened up my trunk and began to haul everything down the stairs. Snape grabbed the trunk from me before I could protest, and walked out the door, motioning for me to follow. When we were outside, he charmed Hedwig’s cage and my trunk to arrive at his house before us.

“Ever side long apparated?”

“Umm… 3 times, by house elf.”

“This will be similar to that.”

I groaned. “So I’ll feel like I’m going to puke my guts out after word.” It wasn’t so much a question as a statement.

“For a moment or two.”

He held out his arm and I took it, awaiting the sensation that was to come. A few moments later, we were in the entrance way of a dark, but welcoming home.

“This is it,” Snape said unsurely, “It’s not much.”

“It’s perfect.” I said smiling brightly.

Snape smiled and began leading me to another room. The room was small and quaint, a normal full bed in corner, a bedside table and a desk in the far corner.

“This is your room. It doesn’t get used much, it was the guest room, so it might be dusty. But its your room now. It’s not much.”

I was smiling even brighter than before by now. At the Dursleys the second bedroom was never mine, it was just a place that I was staying for a while.

“Thank you.” I said happily.

“Your welcome,” Snape looked happy to have made him happy. He then seemed to remember something, or at least his stomach did. “Oh, did you want something to eat Harry?”

Now that I thought about it, I was starving.

“Sure.”     

​*Author's Note: Well, it took a week, but I finally got another chapter up! By the way, I thought I would save the Draco comforting for the next chapter, because I want to do something special with it. Harry could finally have a father! Yay! Until the next update! Bye! :-)*

Up Next: Harry gets settled in, etc. and Draco comes over.  

 

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