Who Are We?

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MercS: He's scaring you? Oh, don't worry. Harry's not going crazy *grins* yet. Oh, yes I am still writing that. In fact, I uploaded a new chapter. Hope you like it!

Ariana Deralte: It was Harry's POV. He was dreaming though, and you shall eventually get an explanation. Don't worry!

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Severitus: (Sevvie: Gah!) Oh, Voldie is up to many things. Lucius wants forgiveness because…HA! You though that I'd tell you, didn't you? Well I won't!

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Phoenix: Oh, now get up. Yes, the chapter was in Harry's POV.

Silver*Chime: Wow, are those all adjectives? No…some are verbs.

Desolator: I am? Wow! Oh, and Amon Re was the King of Egyptian Gods. Amon was the a God normally associated with the wind, and Re was the Sun God, at Thebes the two Gods combined to create Amon-Re, King of the Gods. Just as Zeus is King of the Greek Gods.

Allocin: *sings* Harry's turning e-vil! Harry's turning e-vil! No, he isn't, really! He's just having a hard time dealing with…everything.

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Gagou: Yeah you really should read it all first. Really? Wow! Uh…maybe. He knows "Avada Kedavra" and "Imperio" Other than that…I couldn't really say.

Draco1499: Yeah, I know it's OOC. I'm sorry about that, it's just the way I want it.

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Wink at J00: People always say that, but really, I'm an angel *cough cough* Alright, maybe not. Well, there won't be too many more father-son moments, because it will end soon, but I was thinking about writing a short sequel or follow up a few months/years later.

Calistal: You are? Really? Wow. I live outside of Charleston. I'll e-mail you as soon as I get a chance. Yes, I reread stories I like quite a lot. Believe me, it's an every day occurrence.


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AN: Phew. That is over and done with. *laughs*


            "Harry!" Severus had been yelling for him to wake up for several minutes, and he hasn't budged. He has even resorted to shaking him, and that hasn't worked either. Harry just won't wake up.

            …but then again…

            Harry jumped from his former position of rolling across the bed into his father's unsuspecting arms, and was just as surprised as Severus himself when arms gently wrapped around him, holding him close.

            Severus' arms rubbed his son's back soothingly as he waited for Harry to calm down. He didn't know what was pushing him into this state, but he didn't question it. He would later, just not now.

            "I'm fine…" Harry said, once the initial shock of the vision wore off, and it certainly seemed true.

            "Are you…"

            "Yes, I am sure." Severus released Harry from his arms and allowed his son to crawl to the bottom of the bed and curl up. Severus wanted to go and comfort his son, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.


            "Are you sure, Albus?" Asked a female voice.

            "Of course I am, Minerva." The old man's eyes twinkled.

            Minerva frowned.

            "That doesn't sound like him." She said with disbelief shinning in her eyes.

            "Boys like Harry Potter can change people. So can parenthood. Don't you agree, Minerva?" His eyes twinkled even more, and Minerva sighed. They rarely ever got into conversations about this, and every time they did it irritated her.

            …but it also brought her a beautiful feeling she could not explain. The feeling that can only be established between father and child.

            "Yes, father."


            Silence had been reigning for the past few minutes and it was wearing on Severus' nerves. He couldn't stand it any longer.

            "I don't know how to be a father."

            "And I don't know how to be a son. But both are learnable over time."

            "With the right amount of patience…" Severus warned.

            "And a good deal of courage."

            "I suppose we could make it work."

            "We could. We can."

            "What will your Godfather say?"

            "I don't know. He might be angry, a little upset no doubt."

            "And your friends?"

            "I don't care."

            "Yes you do."

            Silence again. It didn't last very long, however.

            "I don't know how to be a father."

            "And I don't know how to be a son."

            But we are. We are father and son, and no matter what we know, and what we don't, we are going to continue that relationship…

            …Because we are a father and a son. And nothing is worth giving that up.



MBWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! The end. I told you this wasn't going to be long and involved, it was just a story about a father and a son coming to terms with just that. I was thinking about adding a short sequel/follow up to this, but it would be awhile before I got it out because I do have three other stories that need finishing, and another that I have in my mind that I want to write down. I hope you all have liked this, as much as I have. Please review.