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Nothing is ever normal in this strange world... Albus Dumbledore knew that. And he didn't mind, already being use to it. But nothing had shaken him more than a shooting star like object landing outside of Hogwarts into the black lake. He of course didn't really know if it was a shooting star but he knew that when it fell from the sky, it was shinning so bright that it looked like it was day time for a quick second to anyone who was awake that night.
When he had approached the black lake, the giant squid had taken whatever had fallen into the lake and brought it above the water with one large tentacle. Placing it carefully on the wet grass before returning back inside the lake. It hadn't been after he looked at what the squid brought out of the water did he realize that it wasn't an 'it' but actually a he.
A boy. He looked as if he was 14 years old perhaps? He had jet black hair and very pale skin. The only clothing he had was a pair of black pants and a white shirt that seemed to be bigger than the boy himself. He stopped when he noticed two white and fluffy things poking out from behind the boy's back.
He moved closer to roll the boy in his side to see what it was but when his hand was about to touch the boy's shoulder. His arm caught Albus' wrist and held tightly. Almost crushing his wrist. He drew back in alarm and stared at the now awake boy, who was sitting up and backing away from him. He almost didn't notice that the boy's eyes were glowing white.
He raised his arms up to show the boy that he wouldn't harm him. He said quietly. "Hello"
"Salve" the boy replied shyly.
He looked slightly confused at the boy before getting it. The boy was speaking latin but gratefully could understand him.
"Where did you come from?" Albus sat down infront of the boy.
"Caelum" heaven?
He frowned and asked. "Who sent you here?"
"Lady magic"
He looked surprised when the boy spoke english and asked. "What's your name?"
The boy's eyebrows furrowed as he closed his eyes, his hands coming up to his head and squeezing it as if he has forgotten his name. He stopped, looking surprised, his hands going back down to his lap. Weakly replying. "Severus.."
"Do you have a last name?"
Severus thought for a moment before shaking his head.
"Do you have parents?"
Severus frowned at that word and shook his head. The exchange went on and on with Albus asking the boy a few questions and getting to know the mystery boy. He told the boy that if he wanted to, he could study at hogwarts because he could feel the strong, but strange magic signature coming from the boy. Severus agreed and life went from there.
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It had all went smoothly, Severus had started out as a student in fourth year and was taught English by Professor McGonagall. The sorting hat put him in Slytherin and Albus had introduced him to Tobias Snape and Eileen Snape nee Prince who would be his parents from now on. He wasn't able to make friends though since most of the student body thought that a human bird was strange.
A group of boys who called themselves the Marauders were especially mean because of the house he was sorted in. Most of the time Albus was there, who lectured him in private when he uses his wings to scare off the boys into leaving him alone although they never did.
Albus looked through old books until he had found a solution to hide Severus' wings. Which was that when the wings were no longer needed, they could fold on themselves into the skin that held wing pockets on the inside to store them. When he was able to hide his wings, Severus was then approached by a redhead girl whose name is Lily Evans. She hadn't dared to approach at first because she thought he was going to scare her off with his wings.
She was a sweet person, who easily befriended him. Although the leader of the Marauders somehow seemed to hate him even more for befriending the redhead. Everything went well until his new father started getting violent. He would drink a lot of alcohol and would strike his wife when she talked back to him. Severus tried defending her once but it ended with him having a cut lip and a black eye.
The longer he stayed with humans the more he noticed how horrible they were and yet as years went by he started getting use to the human world and how if you do something they don't like, they will hurt you. He used his wings less and less every day until he practically no longer brought them out.
His father would hurt him some how if he saw them. Mostly ripping feathers, crushing the bones that connected the wings to his back(the coracoid), and/or stabbing a kitchen knife through them. He had tried telling Dumbledore about the abuse but the man didn't listen. Everything had only gotten worse when his only friendship had broken off for him stupidly calling Lily a wizard insult.
He met Lucius Malfoy after 5th year. The man had told him about a dark lord who could help him make those who hurt him pay. In his 6th year he almost was killed by a werewolf who was one of the Marauders in what he came to know as the shrieking shack. James Potter, The leader of the Marauders, had pulled him back saving him from the werewolf. But both knew that it didn't make them even because James had still caused him pain and suffering. When he finished Hogwarts at age 18 he started working for the dark lord, who gave him the dark mark.
The mark was almost unbearable; It burned and marred his skin when he was needed and almost made him faint from pain when he didn't answer the calling fast enough. When a few years passed, he heard about a prophecy that a mad looking woman who was on an interview with Dumbledore of a boy born as the seventh month dies. It wasn't until after a while that he told Voldemort did he realize his mistake. Voldemort wanted to go after his ex best friend and her son, who she had with his school bully, James Potter.
He couldn't let that happen so he changed. He pledged allegiance to Dumbledore in exchange for her safety.... Dumbledore had proceeded to call him selfish.. Call him selfish for wanting to let her husband and child die as long as he got what he wanted. But.. how could he save the boy that the dark lord was after? How was he to be called selfish for trying to at least save someone he loved dearly from a family that the dark lord wanted dead? Even though he wouldn't wish death upon James Potter, it wouldn't matter because what did he owe to the man who hurt and bullied him year after year...
He didn't know what else to do so he told Dumbledore to then save them and hide them. Dumbledore had asked what he would give in return. He almost screamed at the old man for asking for something in return other than allegiance to save a family's life, and yet he replied.
"Anything.."
With that Dumbledore promised that he would try. When he heard of their demise he was devastated. He had apparated to Godric hollow, to see a half blown up house. When he entered, he first saw James' body lying on the stairs. He closed his eyes and looked away from the empty brown eyes that stared at the ceiling. Even in death and they pained him. He walked slowly to the door that must have been the baby's room and in the ruins he saw the motionless body of Lily Evans now Potter lying on the floor and he cried..
He hugged her goodbye, looking at the baby there for a second, the scar on his forehead visible and he left. He didn't know what to do with a baby considering he never had to deal with one his entire life. And he knew someone else would find the child so who was he to meddle.
When he apparated back to Hogwarts, his tears were already dry, Dumbledore had told him that he put his faith in the wrong hands and so did James and Lily. His trust for the man who had diminished and yet he made a promise to Dumbledore to protect Harry Potter till the day he died.