Title: Smited by Fate

Summary: Can one person and fate make the difference in Severus' life?

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A/N: This fic is AU, not canon. and thanks! to my beta Karri

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Chapter 32

The next morning true to his word Severus dropped Harry off at King's Cross station and gave him his ticket. "Do not lose this for you will need it to give to the conductor." Harry nodded, and was about to ask how to find platform nine and three quarters but he noticed Severus was gone. Harry started to panic. His Dad had told him if he missed the train he would not be sorted and Harry did not wish to miss Hogwarts. When he heard the rumbling noise of seven Weasleys headed his way, his heart leapt for joy. Running up to Mrs. Weasley he asked, "Can you tell me how to get on the platform?"

"Don't worry dear it is Ron's first time too. Just walk straight between platforms nine and ten and you will go through." Harry thought she was bonkers, for all he saw was a brick wall, but when Fred and George both disappeared into it, Harry knew it must be charmed. Taking off next, Harry rushed through the wall and found he was standing on the other side looking at an enormous train.

His shook his head and ran over to find a seat before they all filled up. He found an empty compartment and threw himself down on the seat, excited. When the door slid open he saw Ron staring back at him and ushered the boy inside. "You know something," Ron said as he took his seat. "I still find it strange that I am sitting on this train with Harry Potter."

Harry was still laughing when the lady came by with a trolley full to the brim with food. "Anything from the trolley dears?" she asked, but Ron held up his sandwich. Harry stared at it and noticed it was corned beef. When was Mrs. Weasley gonna realize Ron did not like corned beef, it made him ill to even take one bite. Harry dived into his pockets and pulled out a handful of coins. It did not go unnoticed when Ron's eyes got as round as saucers either. Now they could sit back and enjoy the ride to Hogwarts and pig out on junk food that neither of their parents would allow.

Just as Harry was spitting out a grass flavored Bertnie Bott's bean the door swung open, and a girl stood in the doorway. "Has anyone seen a toad, a boy named Neville has lost one?" Both boys shook their head no in reply, and thought she would leave them alone, but instead she sat down and introduced herself. "I am Hermione Granger and you are?" Both of them were polite and told her their names, her eyebrows shooting up when Harry revealed his. "You might wish to put your robes on, we will be arriving soon," she said as she sauntered back out the door.

"She seems nice but she is just slightly mental," Ron said and Harry agreed. She would make a good friend if they could shut her up long enough.

When the train pulled up and stopped, the first years were herded into boats and taken across the lake, then led up a flight of stairs. Harry was too flabbergasted along with the others to talk much during the ride, but now that they were standing in front of the doors, Draco Malfoy made his way over to him.

"Is it true that Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts? We met before in the robe shop, I am Draco Malfoy," he said, extending his hand.

Ron snickered at the name, and Draco turned cold calculating eyes toward him. "No need to ask your name, red hair and hand me down robes. You must be a Weasley." Ron's face fell instantly, and it made Harry angry. Ron could not help that his family was not rich, and his father had told him that a friend was not measured by his bank account. Harry would not stand by and let Ron's feelings be hurt, for he had known how that felt to be told you were less just because of who you were.

"I can figure out my own friends," he told Draco, and pushed his hand away just as Professor McGonagall stepped back out of the door.

"You will step inside and be sorted into your houses. They are Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, and Slytherin. While you are here, your house will be your family"

Harry didn't hear the rest of it as he was thinking about the family part. He liked the idea of it being like a second family. He knew his dad would be there if he needed him, but Harry was getting older and could not always run to him with his problems. Harry wanted to get inside and get it over with, and soon he was following the others inside the Great Hall.

Harry had been here before, but it still managed to awe him each time. All of the first years stopped at the foot of the steps, and then each was called out and the hat placed upon their head. Harry just knew with Severus being his father that he would be placed in Slytherin just like his dad. He watched as both Hermione and Ron were sorted into Gryffindor, and Draco into Slytherin. Harry stepped past a black haired girl and stared at his father, and much to his surprise he saw Lotty serving the professors. Harry sent a small wave to them, right before his name was called.

Harry stomach was turning flips, and he wondered if he were going to be sick in front of everyone. All of the teachers leaned up in their seats and Severus was on the verge of biting his nails off. The hat then yelled Gryffindor, and Harry choked down a lump that was forming in his throat. He was not in his father's house, wouldn't he be upset?" He tried to catch his father's attention, but he was locked in a conversation with Lotty.

"Master Severus, your Harry has been placed in Gryffindor, but he seems a bit sad about it."

"He wanted to be in Slytherin I assume," Severus said, "however, I will love him whatever house he is in for he is my son, and today is one of the proudest days of my life. I want to thank you Lotty, for if not for your words I might have overlooked what is most important."

Harry held back as the other students got up to follow the prefects out the door. He wanted to talk to his father, but he was scared that being placed in Gryffindor would upset him. When his father made his way over to him, Harry started rambling.

"I dunno what happened Dad. Maybe I can be resorted and put into Slytherin with you. I don't mind, honest."

Severus knelt down so he was at eye level with Harry. "The hat did not make a mistake Harry."

"But it put me in Gryffindor, and you're Slytherin. I am supposed to be in Slytherin, just like you," Harry said, starting to get choked up.

"Harry, your mother was in Gryffindor, and as much as I would like to see you in my house, her traits are in you as well. She was a wonderful woman and a very good witch. You should feel honored that you have taken after her."

"So you are not mad? Honest Daddy?"

Severus did not miss the reversion back to Harry's childish tongue. "On the contrary, I am the happiest father of them all. I love you for you Harry, because you brought me back to the living, to the world of laughter and love. Now, run along and catch up to your housemates."

"I love you Dad," Harry said, and waved good bye as he ran to catch up with the other Gryffindor's. This was going to be a wild and scary seven years, but Severus knew he could deal with it for his son would always be there to show him that he cared.

A/N: The new fic will be posted Friday night.