Title: Floating on Still Water

Author: Isabelle Malfoy Potter Snape

Summary: Harry is a magical creature, and is discovered by Snape. From this discovery they form a bond as Harry tries to decide what to do with his life.

Rating: PG-13

Pairing: Harry/Severus, Draco/Ron, Ginny/ Hermione, and Sirius/Remus

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does, so please don't sue!

Feedback: Always welcome!

Chapter Two: Why?

Severus Snape sighed as he glanced at Harry from across his tea cup. Harry had looked beautiful. He had finally reached the height he would be for the rest of his life; standing at 5"8, with messy neck length jet ink hair that refused to be tamed. He was even more enchanting in person than in Boobrie form with green eyes that glowed because of his magical creature genes, and smooth sun kissed skin, with oval frames that added to his face rather than made him look like a poor excuse of a human being.

Severus on the other hand looked the same as always. Greasy hair that had to be that way so that the fumes from the different potions he worked with didn't make him go bald. His hooked nose was the same as well standing proudly on his face, sneering at the sight of perfection, his teeth were still stained from all the potion testing he had done over the years, and his hands were as elegant as ever. His hands which had at one time or another stopped death, and brewed potions with an efficiency rarely ever seen in the magical community.

"So Harry, are you finally going to explain to me how you became a magical creature?"

Harry nodded, as he sat his tea cup down, "It was a gift; or rather a weapon." Severus raised an eyebrow at Harry when he didn't elaborate.

"A weapon? A gift" he question not at all understanding how something Harry seemed embarrassed about could be considered a gift. "Yes, a weapon, from twelve very powerful and pissed elemental spirits that died by Voldemort hand."

Harry stood and began to pace as he continued to explain, "They came to me in a dream and they transformed me using a magical ritual called the Sonara Liguo. It's a ritual that the ancient Scottish people used to invoke the spirits of the world to help tem in times of need and guidance. The bird that I transform into is a water bird. My being a magical creature was "the power that Voldemort knows not."

"It was me as a magical creature, and my song of the dead that killed the final piece of his soul, after we destroyed all the other horcruxes. Do you remember when I went missing when I was at the old Riddle House?"

"I was transported to another realm where they could sustain a human form and I could be transformed into this."

Harry made a chocked sound and then whispered, "I begged them not to do it. Ask them not to make me anymore of a freak then I already was but they wouldn't listen."

"They said that I was fighting darkness itself and so I had to be dark. They said…t… that I was to light to kill him that this was the price that the orphan savior had to pay, my soul."

Tears began once again to stream down Harry's cheeks but he ignoring them has he continued. "So they transformed me. It took three days and it hurt so much, I wanted to die Severus, I still do. My job has ended and now the world has no need for me."

Harry sat down and began to sip his tea as Severus stared at Harry with understanding eyes. "All the deatheaters have been put away." Harry whispered around his cup, "There's no place in this world for a possible second Voldemort."

Severus' eyes narrowed as he growled out, "Harry you should not believe a word that Cornelius Fudge puts in the paper. We all know you are no threat to us."

Harry snorted and said, "Really because a third of the wizarding world doesn't agree with you. But that's the plight of every hero, to be loved, and then hated, because I have no one to fight for me; the sacrificial orphan, with no home to call his own. The wizarding world can do this because I am theirs, their property, and their bloody salvation."

"So what that I saved the world systematically ten times, put away terrorist for the past year, and helped the auror division. So what that I helped create a world where no child has to be in fear of losing their parents or worse their own life; no that doesn't matter because I don't, I wouldn't even be alive right now if the elemental spirits hadn't stepped in and saved my ass by making me a magical creature."

"I was suppose to die with Voldemort, so why? Why am I still alive? Tell me Severus because I don't know anymore and it hurts and it doesn't stop. But last night seeing you, knowing that you were there did make it go away a bit. So what does that mean? What?"

Severus simply looked at Harry feeling helpless to stop the pain that seem to have been kept bottled up inside Harry for too long.

Authors Notes: Sorry this took so long to get out I hope you liked it. I know Harry has a lot of angst in this chapter, the next is Severus rebuttal. I probably revise this chapter so be on the look out. Ja ne Mina.