Caledonia Lilia Snape

Disclaimer: All recognizable of Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling

First of all, I am only posting this beginning of the story to allow you to read this story that I’m working on. I am not sure if I will continue this story. This is a Severitus type of story where Harry has a father, who is Severus Snape, but also with a twist I usually do with some of my other stories, I change the character’s gender. Harry becomes a girl here. She is paired off with Draco Malfoy. If you are not interested, stop reading and go back to the list and keep on searching for another story to read. But if you are interested, let me know.

Harry,

Happy Birthday to you! Now you’re fifteen years old and I’m quite sure you have a lot of questions. You may wonder why you’re getting a letter from your long dead mother on your fifteenth birthday, not before or later.

If you have really gotten this letter, I must be dead or else you would have never gotten it and have a different life than you currently have now. I don’t know what had become of you, but I do hope you had become into a wonderful young man, a Gryffindor to boot, despite your father’s prediction.

But here is the truth; your father wasn’t James Potter. James and I are good friends; rather he is the best friend of your real father, Severus Snape. I am sure your father did not tell you this, because of his duty to the Order.

James and I felt the need to send you this letter, to reveal who you are on your fifteenth birthday because that is when the charm we had cast on you wear off. You see, you look like James’ son, because of the charm we cast on you to appear as he is your father, not Severus. By now, you will look like both Severus and myself. I am truly sorry that you might feel some confusion and possibly betrayal, but it was for your safety and protection. I love you so much and wish you had a good life. Trust Severus, I believe in him and know he will take a good care of you from now on. If you wish, he should have my possession and it all belong to you.

Happy Birthday, my baby. I trust and know you will make us very proud. Good luck with your future.

With love, your mother,

Lilia Snape

Harry stared at the letter, shocked and lost. Since beginning of the summer, he had heard nothing from his friends and professors, not even once. Then that day, he found himself facing off dementors and rescuing his cousin Dudley from one of them, forced to use a Patronus Charm. And then that night, he learned that his neighbor, Arabella Figg was a squib, requested by Dumbledore to keep an eye on him his whole life. Things were starting to unravel before his

eyes since the return of Voldemort. That night, he had received letter from the Ministry of Magic, expulsion from Hogwarts and court date for using magic outside school during summer time.

Immediately following the expelling letter, he got a letter from Arthur Weasley telling him to stay put no matter what and true enough, Vernon Dursley tried to kick him out but Dumbledore had put stop to that by sending howler to Petunia, causing Harry to learn that his Aunt know more about the wizard world than he had expected. He wasn’t sure when he would be taken out of the house but waited for few days.

That was when he thought his life was truly falling apart and he learned that his appearance was changing before his own eyes in the past few days before his own birthday. Now, he got a letter from his mother, timed sent from before she died years ago, telling him things he thought that would never once in a million year he would dreamed of. He is an Snape. He is his loathed teacher, Severus Snape’s son. Unsure what to do, he placed the letter along with the others and reached out for an quill and parchment and started to write a letter to Severus Snape. It was simple.

Professor Snape,

I got a letter from my mother.

Harry Potter

Then he decided to starch out his last name, unsure what his last name truly is. And he then shakily tied the letter to Hedwig and softly told her to take it to Professor Snape. With mixed emotions, he sat on his bed, his mind lost, mostly blank. After one in the morning, it occurred to him, he had another living relatives other than the Dursley. His father, the Death Eater spy, and then again, he finally had a living parent. He looked up to the cracked mirror that hung on his wall and stood up, looking in the mirror. His feature had radically changed since after dinner, the charm, whatever it was on him was gone.

A soft crack sounded and he looked through the reflection to find Severus Snape standing behind him, dark and brooding, almost as if he were the shadow of his nightmare, staring at him. He could see the parchment in his hand, which was the letter he had sent. He turned around, unexpected for Professor Snape to show up so soon after he had sent the letter. He had more expected a howler, screaming at him to wash the hogwash out of his mind and get on with his silly summer. The personal appearance was the last thing he had expected. “Sir?”

Severus whispered a spell and the candle beside Harry’s bed came to life, giving the room a glow. He glanced around the small pathetic excuse of a room and his face, if it were any possible, set into a deeper scowl. He had expected Harry to live a pampered life as he always come to believe for the last five years but narrowed his eyes. “Get your things together. I am bringing you back tonight. They were going to send some Aurors tomorrow night.” He said simply, a soft growl was noted in his voice but not directed at Harry.

Harry nodded silently; he was almost as tall as Severus, and having grown several inches since the charm wore off. They had matching black hair, sleek and shiny, hanging down to their chins. They could have passed off as brothers except Severus was pale while Harry had a healthy sun-tan from being outside in the sun most summers. They had the same high defining cheekbones and lean body, though Harry was thinner, being half starved as always at the Dursley.

Harry grabbed hold of his sweat pants, which were three times larger and good several inches shorter. Severus noticed this and glanced up into his son’s eyes, which reminded him of Lily’s eyes. His hard gaze softened slightly. Harry shook his head, “My trunk is in my old room… uhm. It’s in the cupboard under the stairs.” He gestured to the door.

Severus frowned, “You said your old room… bloody hell, they stuck you in a cupboard…”

Harry nodded, shrugging, “until my second year, then they gave me this room.”

Severus growled and with his usual dramatic swirl, he walked out of the bedroom and went down the stairs. Harry could hear the latch unlocking and unlatching from the cupboard and soon, Severus was back upstairs with the trunk. It fell with soft thunk as the levitating charm was removed. Harry quickly moved around his room, gathering his things and opening the window, to send Hedwig off. He paused and turned to Severus, “Where should she meet us?”

“Grimmauld Place.” Severus said offhand as he glanced around the small room once again. “We need to deal with your situation soon as possible.”

“Hedwig, go on to Grimmauld Place, I’ll see you there.” Harry said and stroked his owl and she nipped in affectionate and flew off. Harry took the cage and placed it beside his trunk and went to his bed, kneeling to remove the loose floorboard and removing his wand, his invisibility cloak and photo album. He stopped as he held the album in his hand; Severus noticed this and gave soft inaudible sigh. Harry finished gathering his things and stuffed it in his trunk and closing it. He took hold of his trunk and the cage, unsure what to do. Needless to ask, Harry felt Severus’ hand on his shoulder and soon they apparated, leaving behind Privet Drive, number four.

Harry blinked, having felt the uneasy feeling of being apparated, it felt as if his body was being suddenly crushed and popped. Then he found himself in the familiar apparition spot in the hallway of the Grimmauld Place and he felt his shoulder being released and saw Professor Snape striding ahead to the door and silently disappeared in the house. He quickly followed after the older man and stepped into the hallway of his godfather’s house. The place was quiet except for soft noises in the kitchen and made his way there. The clock chimed and he looked up to find it was three in the morning and knew, if everyone else were in the house already for the summer, they all were sleeping. In the kitchen, he found Remus Lupin, his godfather Sirius Black, Professor Dumbledore and his father, Severus Snape standing around the small narrow kitchen, discussing softly. As he entered, they all fell silent, turning to him. Sirius’s eyes went

wide and then he stepped up, grabbing Harry into bone crushing hug. No words were passed then Dumbledore spoke.

“I see. We need to remedy the situation.”

Harry looked to the wizened wizard and asked quietly, “What? Wait a minute!” He turned to his godfather and the werewolf, “You guys know too? I mean, about Snape being my father?”

Sirius and Remus nodded and Sirius stepped forward, placing his hands on Harry’s shoulders. “We knew because your mother and Snape here were indeed married, not James. James was a decoy, to fool the Death Eaters and Voldemort.” He gave Severus a look when he heard the potion professor snarl slightly.

Harry frowned. “Then, if you’re my, uh, James’ best friend, won’t you be my godfather?”

Severus gave a small noise. “He is your godfather all right.”

Sirius grinned like mad. “That’s right! You see, not only James, Remus and I were your mother’s best friend, she chose me because I’m the best.”

Remus gave a small laugh and Severus rolled his eyes. The werewolf answered, “Actually, Sirius was more of a closest thing to a brother to your mother, always being there for her all through the years.” He saw Harry’s eyes glisten with some tears and gave a soft smile to assure him, “You can’t go out looking like a Snape yet. We had decided to place a charm on you to make you look like you were before the charm had faded.”

Harry nodded, unsure what to do but decide to follow along with as they said. He glanced to Severus Snape, hope diminishing in his eyes. Snape caught it and looked away. He sighed and turned to Sirius, “What’s going to happen now?”

Sirius frowned, had caught the exchange between his godson and the professor. He growled softly and said, “You’re going to stay here for the rest of the summer. We can’t make the same charm your mother did. She was very good at making you look like James Potter and extend the longevity of the charm for fifteen years!”

Severus snorted lightly, “I am amazed you know some big words.”

Sirius snarled at Severus and opened his mouth to give a wisecrack but Remus held his hand up to Sirius, “All right. I think we need to keep our focus on Harry right now. The others will be waking up soon. The noises you two make will bring them down sooner. Harry, there is one problem with the charm, you have to recast it every night to ensure your look, at least until after Voldemort is defeated then its up to you afterward.”

Harry sighed tiredly. “Let’s get this over with. I am tired.”

Severus narrowed his eyes to the young teenager and turned to Dumbledore, “I agree it’s late. Get it over with.”

Dumbledore gave Severus a wry sigh and waved his wand and did the incantation and Harry felt the magic settle over him and he opened his eyes to see Sirius smiling at him. “Well, that’s the good ol’Harry we know. Well, except a bit taller.”

“That’s all right. I’ll go upstairs to my room.” Harry said and turned around, not wanting to be around the men. All he wanted to sleep and settle his confused mind and emotions.

Severus turned to Sirius and growled, “At least you didn’t tell that boy any earlier. Leave it as it is, as it always been. Nothing changed, except the charm wore off.”

Sirius bared his teeth and snapped back, “He wanted family. That Dursley lot didn’t give it to him. You never cared! He wanted a father, a mother all his life. Thanks to you, you have to go off and spoil that for him back in second year! At least do him good and give him a home, a family he wanted.”

The potion professor sneered. “How? Voldemort will request me to bring him up and have him marked! Put him in full frontal danger? No. Things stay that way.” With a quick turn, his robe snapped and he stormed out of the room, leaving the three men to themselves.

Dumbledore shook his head, “Things will settle and make a turn pretty soon.” With a wink and a tap on his nose, he turned and disappeared into the fireplace, green fire roaring as he said, “Headmaster Office, Hogwarts.”

Sirius gave the fireplace an odd look and shook his head, “Crazy old coot as usual. Never know what he is sprouting up next.” He sat down and accepted the bottle of butterbeer from Remus and plopped his feet up on the table.

The werewolf shrugged and sat across from Sirius, “I am guessing Professor Dumbledore meant to let things run its course. What’s important we need to be here for Harry now. He’s got it tough this summer now, with the court date upcoming about using magic outside school.”

“Yeah, I know. At least he’s here now, away from those lots, Dursley.” Sirius said with a sigh.

Harry walked into the room where the Black family held family tree tapestry and stood there, studying every faces and names. Since he had come to the Grimmauld Place, he and his friends learned that the house is headquarter of the Order of the Phoenix, the secret society Dumbledore formed to fight Voldemort and the Death Eaters. To his surprise, Professor Snape is a member as well.

Since then, all he had done with Ron and Hermione was to help clean the place up, try to sneak in to listen to the Order’s meeting. There had been things going on as Percy abandoning the Weasley family, Dumbledore fighting with the Ministry, struggling with Sirius’s mother’s screeching in the house every time somebody walk in the front door.

The court date was horrifying for Harry, to sit before the full Wizengamot, chaired by Cornelius Fudge. Dumbledore had appeared as witness for defense. But luckily for him, he got away for self defense and was given a warning. He had learned that they tried to do hearing without him but Dumbledore wouldn’t allow them. He was very glad to return to Grimmauld Place after it was all over; he never wanted to experience that again, ever.

Sirius found Harry in the room and leaned against the doorframe. “Hey.”

Harry looked over his shoulder and a small smile crept on his lips. “Hey.”

“What’re you doing here?”

“Just thinking of what my life would have been if mother didn’t die or Snape kept me after she died.”

Giving a heavy sigh, Sirius pushed himself off the doorframe and entered the room. “That’s something you can’t go back into the past, even for all the time turners in the world. Snape couldn’t keep you because of his place in the Order and Death Eater, too much danger. All children in the Death Eater’s circle experience bad thing in their lives and Snape didn’t want you to be exposed to that.”

“I know.” Harry sighed and sat down in one of the chair in the room. “I just… all my life, I wanted family, to be part of something then, at eleven, I was thrown into this world and still I’m learning a lot of new things after five years. What more is there?”

Sirius shook his head and sat down as well in another chair. “A whole lot more. Here,” He reached over and pulled a book out of the hidden drawer in the side table. “When your mother first came here and saw the family tree, she was horrified by the burn holes. She spent a whole summer once, writing this book.” He handed Harry the book. “It’s magical, it adds on whoever is born and it also includes muggleborns as well.”

Harry took the book and opened, surprised to find page after pages of family tree documented and came to a page where he found his own name. “Harry James Snape.” He looked up to Sirius, “It said Snape, not Potter.”

“That’s right, keep going.” Sirius gestured to the book.

Harry returned to the book and found that despite the family that put holes on the tapestry, there were names included and there were symbols on the sides of their names showing which sides they fell on. Severus Snape’s name was symbolized under the good side, not the bad. It made Harry feel a little bit better. He turned the pages and saw a blank page with a single name on the top, “Hermione Jane Granger.”

“A page for her, she has no previous record or lineage with magic. She is the first in her family, thus she begin her own family tree. It will record the names of who she marries and her own children and after that. It was Lily’s gift to me for my birthday. Take a look at my page.”

Harry did so and looked to find it was several pages long of a very long history of Black Family tree. He found Sirius’ name at the bottom along with his own brother, Regulus Black. He noticed another name, a sister of Sirius and looked up, frowning. “My mother, your sister?”

Sirius smirked. “Yes. You see, my father had an affair with a muggle woman and we never knew until years later. It was her eyes that made us realize it. Regulus had the same eyes and we made a potion to find out. She was my half-sister and I’m your uncle for real.”

Harry’s eyes welled up with tears. “Why did you guys tell me before?”

Sirius shook his head. “We couldn’t until now. It would have brought too much questions and your mother made it clear to not reveal anything to you until after your fifteenth birthday. Now on, anything you want to find out, ask. Dumbledore can’t hold anything back now, he has to tell you whatever you need to know.”

Harry frowned as he closed the book and gave it back to Sirius and waited until he put the book away and asked, “Then, why can’t I be in the Order?”

The older man rubbed his face. “They’re talking about that now, deciding if you should or not be part of the Order.”

“Oh.” Harry said as he stood up and Sirius stood up and went over to him, clasping the boy’s shoulder.

“You should rest, in a few days; you’re going back to Hogwarts and its OWL this year for you guys.”

“Yeah. Hermione’s already planning out all the study dates.” They both laughed.

On the train, Harry sat in the compartment, with Neville and Luna Lovegood, a girl Ginny’s age from Ravenclaw. Hermione and Ron became perfects and had to do their duties on the train.

He glanced at the picture in his hand, the picture Mad-Eye Moody had given to him, the original Order of Phoenix. His mother was in it along with James, Sirius, Remus and Severus and many others. Only few had survived to this day and it made his heart wrench. He couldn’t help but feel angry that a single man had worked to destroy many lives in the past several decades. Shaking his head lightly, he placed the picture away in his book and looked out of the window to find that they were approaching Hogsmede.

Rubbing his slightly aching scar, he had been having strange dreams at night lately, of the door and hallways. Sometime the dreams were nightmares from the past few years, with every encounter he had with Voldemort. There were also nightmares of his parents and how things could have been with Professor Snape.

He was allowed to get in the Order meeting and learned that the Order would not let Kreacher go, despite how horrible the house elf is. He knew too much to be let go. Then, he learned that Voldemort was building army and the Order hinted about Dementors and Werewolves. Things were not looking pretty. The Dark Lord is becoming more and more active since his resurrection.

He had not seen Professor Snape except during the meeting of the Order and not one word had been exchanged. It was as if Professor Snape still thought of him as James Potter’s son and nothing had ever changed. It was like a stab in the heart, just one moment to find out that he has a living father then was turned around to learn that his father wouldn’t want to do anything with him. He pushed those feeling down deep, ignoring and trying to move on, to live as Harry Potter, as if nothing changed. Yet, every morning, early before anybody woke up, he would get up and look in the mirror and see a different boy staring back at him.

There was great sadness and diminishing hope in that boy’s eyes. Harry felt like he was killing that boy every single time he cast the charm over himself to look like Harry Potter.

The night before they had all boarded on the train, he had a strange dream.

Harry looked around and recognized he was in the room where he had found the Mirror of Erised. The mirror stood there and he figured another look wouldn’t hurt; after all, it was his dream. He stepped up to the mirror and found himself looking at his own reflection of Harry Potter. He watched as his feature melt and change into the son of Severus and Lily and behind the boy stood Lily and Severus, looking at him with humble pride.

Then suddenly, he saw the mirror fog up and found himself moving toward the surface of the mirror and then, he was in the mirror, somewhere else. He looked around and the fog cleared up and he found himself in the courtyard on the Hogwarts ground. The ground was blanketed with snow and the garden was lighted up, giving beautiful idyllic scene. Music was playing softly, faintly in the air and he turned to see a couple dancing together. He stepped forward and watched the couple dance. At first, he saw Snape, young and happier, holding a red head beauty, his mother. They looked so much in love with each other, dancing alone.

He smiled at the scene and gasped softly as the couple begins to change, Snape transformed into another boy and his mother had transformed into another girl. Frowning he stepped up forward to take a good look. The boy had pale blond hair and the girl had black hair, but he couldn’t catch their feature. But what he could remember the most, was the love he could feel in the dream and then, he woke up to Ron shaking him, yelling at him to get up and get ready.

The train came to stop and he blinked, looking up to find Luna and Neville getting off the train and leaving. He got up and followed.

That's it for the first chapter... As you can see, it's going to follow through with the last three books of Harry Potter but with some change. I am not going to go through the entire three book page by page, but give you the summary of what's happening so far. Things will start to change away from the real Harry Potter plotline once Harry becomes a girl. I think book 6 and 7 are not going to be followed through.

This is a canon/alternate universe story... it's canon in the beginning but become alternate universe 95 percent of the time.

Let me know if you want me to continue this story.