So I had to rewrite this a few times, but I hope I have a good one this time because this was the only thing that I could actually make sense from.

This is probably my second Snape as Harry's father fic, so hopefully it's as good as the last one. There is slash in this, so no flames if you don't like Slash then please go waste your time somewhere else. Now here's the summary, I apologize if it's different from the one under the link:

Harry finds out Snape is his real father, but Snape doesn't want him and then Harry's friends desert him. Harry tries to commit suicide, but is saved at the last minute by a woman who becomes his adoptive mother. He goes to Durmstrang and makes new friends, and then returns a year later for the Tri-Wizard tournament but is greeted by more problems.

Warnings other than slash: lemons, mentions of abuse, some violence, light bashing of Dumbledore, heavy bashing of Ginny, and some others but some may be forgiven.

Pairings: SSxLE (past), HPxVK, DMxCW, HGxRW, NLxLL, SSxOC, RLxSB

Written by myself and my sister author AnnaBoleyna1536, and we don't own Harry Potter.

Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, 9:37 p.m.:

"I have to end this…" Harry Potter sat down in the middle of the girl's bathroom haunted by Moaning Myrtle. His face was blotchy red with tear-streaked cheeks, his eyes were puffy from crying, and his fists were clenched together hard, but one contained his wand.

He had been in the bathroom for nearly two hours already, and it was past dinner but he didn't care. He hadn't eaten a thing all day; he didn't have the appetite anymore. Just the other day he'd found out some accidental news, but the same news that would be considered good news, turned out to be the worst news ever once it got around the school.

Flashback:

"Hey Potter!" Harry was walking on his way to Quidditch practice when he was cornered by a gang of Slytherins he didn't recognize, probably sixth years. "Is it true? C'mon tell us is it?"

"Is what true?" he tried to pretend he didn't know.

"Is it true you're Snape's son?" he froze when they said that. "Hah it is! His face is turning red!"

"Leave me alone." Harry tried to walk away but one of them grabbed his arm.

"Hey what's the rush? It's not like anyone's going to help you anyway." they shoved him down into the wall and one of the bigger boys took his Nimbus breaking it in half. Throwing the pieces down at him he felt one hit his right cheek, and they just laughed. "It's a good thing Snape doesn't want you, you're not worthy of being his son." they spat at him, and then left.

'Like I don't already know that.' Harry tried to repair his Nimbus but it was cracked bad, he would have to send it in but after he walked to the pitch trying to grab a new broom Oliver Wood came up to him.

"Harry…I'm sorry but I have to cut you from the team." Harry stared at him.

"Wha…why? Is it because of my broom I can borrow one…"

"No Harry, look I don't want to do this but…the rest of the team wants you off. They've all threatened to turn in their brooms and no one else will audition as long as you're still on."

"Is this because of Snape?" he knew it was.

"I think so, but Harry personally I don't see anything wrong. If it were up to me I would keep you, you're the best seeker we've had in a while. I just…look I'll try talking to them but…"

"No." Harry shook his head. "No, don't bother. Thanks Wood, but I know when I'm not wanted." he threw down the pieces of his broom and ran back into the castle. After he reached the Gryffindor Common room he received multiple nasty stares but ignored them and went up to his own dorm.

This was how it had been since yesterday; everyone who he thought were his friends now hated him because of some stupid incident in potions. They were making familial blood potions, a potion that could tell a child who their blood parents were, and when Harry finished his and tested it the potion said that his parents were Severus Snape and Lily Potter. Snape saw the results, and he had him test his blood in his own potion getting the same results.

After class ended Snape belittled and degraded Harry by saying he wouldn't ever want James Potter's son as his own. He didn't care what the potion said he just wouldn't believe it, and called Harry a loser and a pathetic whelp eager for attention. Hermione, Ron, and Ginny all did the same thing, they told Harry they couldn't be friends with the son of a death eater, as if he'd known all along and hid it from them. Harry tried reasoning with him but all of Gryffindor, even the twins and Neville, turned on him.

No one wanted him anymore, no one cared anymore and no one ever would again.

End Flashback.

"I can't go on like this anymore." Harry let the memory play in his head several more times before he finally held a broken piece of glass to his left wrist and sliced through the skin just deep enough for the nerve to be hit. The cut was quick and simple, and it began to bleed.

'I thought you all loved me, but I was wrong.' he thought as the blood loss began to make him dizzy and weak. His body began to feel cold, and he fell back onto the floor waiting for death to come.

"NO!" he heard a crack, and then a voice. "No, no no no Harry stay with me now. Stay with me!" his vision was blurred but he couldn't see who it was leaning over him, just long red hair and a blurred face. "Just enough time, don't worry honey I'll help you."

"No…" he moaned but his wrist was quickly wrapped up and his body was lifted.

"Rest now honey, I won't let anyone hurt you again." and they vanished with a crack before Harry finally lost consciousness.

The next day at Hogwarts, Dumbledore's office:

Albus Dumbledore was in a terrible disposition, he was pacing his office trying to think of where everything had gone wrong so fast in mere days. Harry Potter wasn't in the school, he was nowhere to be seen, but thanks to a certain lonely ghost girl who discovered a lot of blood on her bathroom floor Dumbledore could only guess what happened to the boy. The blood was his but without a body there was no telling where he was or what could've happened.

"Albus, they're here." Dumbledore had asked Minerva to fetch the remaining Weasley children and Hermione Granger for a small talk. With the way the old man was feeling though, there wasn't going to be any small talk. He would speak to Severus later on.

"Good." she let them through the door, and closed it after walking in.

"You asked for us sir?" Hermione asked.

"Yes." his twinkling blue eyes lost their twinkle as his expression turned from pondering to anger at the ones before him. "I cannot express how deeply disappointed I am in all of you, and the entire house of Gryffindor."

"Sir?"

"Harry Potter did you all great favors, and you abandoned him when he needed you." his voice went rough. "Do you have any idea what the severity of your words did to him?"

"Severity? What he couldn't take a little criticism?" Ronald Weasley rolled his eyes. "We only spoke the truth sir, we can't be friends with a death eater's son."

"He could turn dark for all we know." Hermione agreed with him.

"Is that so? Do you think he would if you'd stuck by him? Or after he saved young Ginny's life in the chamber and yours from that troll Ms. Granger? Or better yet what about all the times he helped your family get your supplies when your parents were low on money Misters and Miss Weasley?" all of them went quiet.

"Albus…while I understand your anger, you too have some blame in this." Minerva spoke up.

"Yes I do, and I don't deny it either. I just wish I had said something sooner than later."

"What do you mean?" the twins asked him.

"Albus…" the door opened behind the teens, and inside stepped Severus. "You asked for me."

"Yes I did, and where have you been?"

"I was looking for Potter, yet he's nowhere to be found. Have you seen him?" Severus looked worried.

"After what you said to him? Do you…never mind." the old man stood and turned his back. "Truth of the matter is, I knew Harry was your son Severus." he heard a gasp.

"You knew?" Severus was horrified from the sound of his voice. "You knew all this time?!"

"Yes, reasons were my own but now I regret them." He turned back around. "That will come later, do any of you realize what you've done to the boy?" no one said a word. "Then answer me this, do you know what Moaning Myrtle told me early this morning?"

"No." the twins answered.

"She found blood on the floor of her bathroom, and a lot of it." all their eyes widened, but Minerva closed hers in sorrow. "We tested it, and it's Harry's. With that much blood I can assume that he tried to commit suicide, Poppy agrees with me and we found a piece of glass on the floor with blood on it."

"Blood…" Severus whispered.

"What exactly does that mean? He couldn't have committed..." Granger tried.

"Harry's fingerprints were on the glass, and there were skin cells on the glass." Dumbledore interrupted her. "Call it a guess, but what else could all that lead to?"

"That means he's alive right?" Miss Weasley asked.

"We don't know." Minerva answered. "We've looked all over the castle and we haven't found Potter. It would seem that he's missing, or he's been taken."

"We will be trying to locate Mr. Potter as quickly as we can, though again I'm shocked by the betrayal of your lot." Dumbledore glared.

"Albus..." Minerva started and he sighed.

"Either way all of you are going to be punished for facilitating an attempted suicide which is a punishable offense in this school. If it were suicide itself you would all be likely expelled, but seeing as we can't find Harry I have punishments lined up. All of you are on house arrest in the school for the remainder of the term and longer if necessary; this means no more trips to Hogsmeade, no more Quidditch, and no special privileges from any professors. This will remain so until we find out what happened to Harry, but I wouldn't hope to have it reversed. I have written to your parents, and they will have a word with you later."

"But sir…" Ronald Weasley had hopes of joining the team, as did Ginny Weasley but that was gone. The entire house of Gryffindor would have to suffice as well, but this group was the main culprit.

"No buts Mr. Weasley, naturally I don't give very severe punishments but in this case I am. You all may go, I will call you back when your parents arrive." the twins looked sorrowful, but the others looked ready to argue until Minerva escorted them out.

"You knew all along…and you never told me." Severus looked raving mad.

"Severus, at the time you were in no condition to raise a child and you were torn with grief over Lily. I had thought Harry would be better off with the Dursleys, and until now I thought nothing of it." for Harry to try and die like that, he must've been miserable with the Dursleys. Albus hadn't checked on him in a while, but he thought Petunia would be good to Harry to make up for losing Lily. Obviously he was wrong.

"Were you ever going to tell me?"

"Yes, when he was older. I imagine he would've been horrified with the news, but he would've wanted a family. Until you…" he faced Severus.

"Until I screwed up." Severus dropped to his knees. "Where is he?"

"I don't know, like I just said. I will keep looking and if I have to get the Ministry involved I will. Hopefully wherever he is he's in no danger."

"I need to find him…"

"You're going nowhere Severus; I don't think you'll be any use to him now. You may feel upset, and remorseful, but you of all people should know better. I'm not going to fire you, but I'm putting you on probation for the rest of the year." Severus didn't argue, he just let some tears fall. Dumbledore knew Severus would likely find Harry himself, but he wouldn't let it happen just yet.

"Will you…will you tell me if…"

"I will, but you had best let me handle this." Severus nodded. "I suggest you go back to your rooms and calm down, take the rest of the day off, think about what you did."

"Yes." the potions master slowly got up but shook a little as he walked out the door. Severus was a wreck, but he wasn't going to kill himself off he would try and find Harry. Albus was at a loss, he had caused Harry's misery by keeping the poor child from his father, and now Harry was missing and no one knew where he was.

'I hope you're safe my boy, I'm so sorry for all this.' he would make it up to Harry somehow, but if Harry ever found out the truth he would be the last person he'd want to see or trust.

Prewett Castle, in Paris, France:

"Is the boy alright?" a young woman was speaking to the portrait of her great uncle, the former owner of the castle she lived in.

"He's recovering nicely, he's been given blood-replenishing and nutrition potions. Healer Montague says he should wake any day now."

"And how long has he been out?"

"Three days, he might be out for another but he's very lucky I found him in time." the woman had long red hair and dark jeweled blue eyes along with peach skin. The man she spoke too was the same but with a tan and darker hair. "Uncle, he can't return there."

"I agree…which is why you must pay a visit to his relatives."

"I intend to." she glared darkly. "I already have all the paperwork together, all I need is their signatures." she held up some adoption forms, already approved by the European Ministry and legally binding.

"You have done well Charlotte, you were blessed with your gift and you have used it well. Do you also have the transfer forms?"

"I do, they don't require Dumbledore's signature. Seeing as Harry was placed in an unfit home, everything here is legal."

"He will attend Durmstrang, and he has more than half a year left."

"I know, but the headmaster is a friend and he's already assured me there are a few spots left. Now I'm going to portkey back to Little Whinging, if he wakes please don't scare him." He had another portrait in the room where Harry was, but he wouldn't barge in unless needed.

"You have my word, there's a reason you're my favorite great niece." Charlotte smiled.

"And there's a reason you're my favorite uncle, Great Uncle Ignatius." she took out golden comb with rubies engraved on the side, a gift and heirloom of her aunt's. It port-keyed her straight to Privet Drive, and lucky for her it was close to the evening. She had on muggle clothing, and as she approached house number four she knocked on the door, and moments later a woman answered.

"Yes?"

"Mrs. Dursley, Serenity Prewett." Charlotte used her mother's name; she held out her hand but Petunia only stared.

"Who are you?"

"I just told you my name, and I would like to speak with you and your husband about Harold Potter." the woman's face turned into horror.

"You're one of those freaks!"

"Freaks, hmm. Mrs. Dursley, do you wish to cause a scene in front of the neighbors?" Charlotte looked around. "I wouldn't." she had her hand on her wand and showed the hilt. Petunia let her inside and right in the den was her oaf of a husband, but the boy was nowhere in sight.

"Pet who is this?" he glared at Charlotte.

"She's here about the freak." Charlotte's smile faded, and she used her wand to lock the door.

"I would watch your tongue if I were you, wouldn't want to piss off a witch." she pulled out the forms. "Now…all I need you both to do is sign these papers, and I'll be gone."

"What are they?" Petunia took them.

"They're adoption papers Vernon, she wants the freak." the man stood up.

"You want the freak eh? What's in it for us?" she pulled out her wand and pointed it at them.

"Freak…if I hear that word one more time I would curse your tongue to swell up like a golf ball each time you mumble or even think of an insult. Sign the papers granting custody of Harold James Potter to me, and you won't see me or him again."

"And why should we?" Charlotte narrowed her eyes.

"Because if you don't I'll report your neglect and abuse of the boy to the authorities, I have his words on tape, and I have evidence proving the abuse."

"You're lying." Vernon Dursley was as ugly as he was dumb.

"Try me." Charlotte stared him down. "And I will require you to keep silent on this." with that said Charlotte pulled out a pen. "Now sign, or else." she handed Petunia the pen.

"Vernon…just let her have him. He's no good to us." she signed the line on the first form, and the next on the transfer papers. Vernon signed too, and thrust the papers back into Charlotte's hand. The signatures lit up, and it was legal.

"Good, oh and…if I were you I would be leaving town for a while." she produced a brief case from inside her jacket and popped it open. Inside laid rows of British pounds, up to maybe 100,000. Vernon and Petunia's eyes bulged at the sight.

"You…" she dropped the case.

"Remember, silent oh and this house by the way…horrid taste. Good day muggles." she left the house and port-keyed with the comb back to Prewett castle.

"How did it go?" Ignatius greeted her in the grand living room.

"Better than I thought, didn't put up much of a fight. Once I take these to the Ministry everything will be in place."

"Good, because the boy is awake." Charlotte didn't need more, so she rushed off to Harry's room. He was sitting up, completely pale and clearly frightened, but when he saw Charlotte he seemed a little relieved.

"W-Who are you…where am I?" she held up her hands.

"Calm down honey, I won't hurt you. I saved you in that bathroom."

"Saved me…I didn't want to be saved."

"Harry, I understand how scared you are. You're here in Prewett Castle, in Paris." Harry stared at her. "Look, I know what happened to you and you won't have to go back to Hogwarts. You're in my protection now."

"Protection…but how…?" Charlotte slowly approached him.

"It's simple Harry, you're now my son."

Okay this is a start, but I won't guarantee all chapters will be this long but they won't be super short either.

Next chapter explains more about who Charlotte is and why she saved Harry and how she knew when to save him. This will have only mentions of abuse, no details. Basically right now Charlotte has adopted Harry and everything she's done is legal so she won't be arrested in the future.

Sirius and Remus will appear later on, but we'll also see more on Sirius being freed from his false crimes. Either way all that will come out later. Now here's a quick question, can you guess who Charlotte is related to?

Also I had to go back and edit a small piece in here, but you probably won't notice unless you read very carefully.

R&R

Later!