Due to popular demand (hah), I'll attempt to write more of this story. Chapters can be short though, as I have little inspiration. And I've noticed many things that don't add up. I'll attempt to fix those.
On with the story!
First Revelations
On his way to the headmaster Alexander was deep in thought. He was coming to some realisations. Like about his cutting. It was all because of stress. Stress of living in an unloved environment, stress of working all day long, the stress of having the wizarding world on his shoulders. Up until now he has always done what others wanted him to do. That was going to change.
On an other note, he still hadn't owled Sirius. He still didn't know that he was really Snapes son. He was a bit afraid of his reaction. Perhaps he could ask Remus to talk to him. He had no doubt Remus knew about him. His smell is, after all, very sensitive. Yes, he would ask Remus to gently explain to Sirius what's going on.
He ended his pondering as he reached the gargoyle statue that guarded the headmasters office.
"Cockroach Clusters!" And the gargoyle jumped aside.
"Come in, Alexander," sounded the voice of the headmaster through the other end of the door. Xander shook his had. He always knew.
"Hello headmaster. You wanted to talk to me?"
Albus' eyes twinkled like mad. That was never a good sign. Ever. "Sit down my dear boy." Harry obediently took a seat. "Now, I would like to talk to you about your mother."
Xander got to the edge of his seat. "My mother, sir?" He never heard many stories about his mother. He sometimes wondered why. They always talked about his father and how talented he was. But his mother was a mystery to him. He yearned to get to know something about her.
Albus nodded. "Yes, your mother. There was something she never knew, and as such, you don't know either." The twinkle in his life slowly diminished. "How I regret not telling her when I could."
Xander stayed silent. He had a funny feeling about this. But he would just wait 'till the end of the headmasters tale.
"Yes, your mother. You see, she my was great-granddaughter." A tear escaped his eye. "I wanted to keep her safe, but I failed."
Xander was shocked. "So I'm…"
"Yes, you are my great-great-grandson. Welcome to the family!" Albus declared with a grand wave of his arms.
THUD.
Xander fainted. The sudden influx of information was to much for his mind to comprehend. So it did the only thing it could do. It shut down temporarely.
"Oh dear, I better wake him up." He aimed his wand and yelled "finite".
'Wow' was Xanders first thought, 'What a dream. Wait a second, that was no dream!' "What the bloody hell! I'm part Dumbledore!"
Albus chuckled. "Yes my dear boy, you are! Those eyes you got from my side of the family, but only the female side ever had green eyes. You, dear boy, are an exception."
"My eyes…" whispered Harry. "Moms eyes…Dumbledore womens eyes?"
Albus gently smiled. "Yes, and I suspect you also have the Dumbledore gift."
Now he was confused. "The Dumbledore gift?"
"Yes. Only the male side get them, and only every couple of generations. You showed a healing gift, have you not?"
"Yes… damn lucky too!"
Albus chuckled again. "I agree my boy, I agree. I love Severus as my son. To lose him would break my heart."
"Okay, hold on. Going way to fast. You are family, family gifts I posses, who else knows? Alright, freaked out now. Now where is that knife? Oh yeah, I chucked it. Stupid me!" Xander continued to rant for a couple of minutes before the headmaster interrupted.
"I'm sorry Xander. Would you like some tea? Or perhaps some a lemon drop?"
"Is it okay if we finish this another time, headmaster? It really needs to sink in" said a bewildered Xander. It was just too much. he needed a moment to order all information he got.
"Of course. Just come back when you have any questions." Albus hoped that Xander would return. It was, after all, a bomb he dropped. Xander never reacted well to the witholding of information.
"Ron, please, concentrate!" said an irritated Hermione.
"But this is boring!" whined Ron. Chess was so much more fun, after all. Even Exploding Snap was better than homework.
"No Ron, it's homework! Argh, never mind, I'll do it alone! Don't bother asking for help!"
Hermione gathered her things to go to the library. On the way there she heard a strange sound. Wondering what it could be she followed it. She looked around the corner of the hallway and suddenly paled. There, before her, lay a bloodied body. A dead body. She screamed.
Many miles away, someone chuckled evilly. Another victim was made. This time, he would succeed in his quest of dominance.