Harry Potter's Real Dad

If looks could kill, she would have keeled over flat on her ugly face. Severus glared at the woman with his arms crossed, realization settling in that the act wasn't so much for Harry as it was for him. He wanted to declare this visit over then and there, but Harry had to say something.

"You're a great parent," he said.

Petunia acted touched by Harry's words.

"And that is why I've missed my sweet little chimney sweep," she cooed while ruffling Harry's hair.

"I missed you, too."

"What do you think of your newfound father?" Petunia asked.

"I like him," Harry said. "He has different rules, though. And I have a sister! Her name's Iris."

"Ah, so he kept one kid but not the other."

Severus bit his tongue at that, then said, "I spoke with Harry about my reasons for not taking him in as a baby."

"Daddy said he was sad about mummy and my other daddy dying and didn't think he could raise two babies." Harry adjusted the dinosaur in his arms as he clarified things for his aunt. "So he gave me to you cause you would keep me safe."

"Or so I thought," Severus said his eyes narrowing.

Petunia gestured to Harry.

"He is alive, isn't he?" she asked.

"You know exactly what I mean."

"Aunt Petunia," Harry interrupted, holding Spikes up. "Look what Daddy got me. His name is Spikes."

Petunia held Severus's stare a few seconds longer before turning her head.

"Cute," she remarked, her tone indicating she found it not so cute at all. A smile spread on her lips as she laughed and pushed the dinosaur down so she could see Harry's face. "I'm sure you earned that, didn't you? With lots of chores around the house and tending to the gardens."

"No, Daddy doesn't want me doing chores like I did at home," Harry said.

Severus tried not to feel hurt that Harry still saw Privet Drive as home over his house.

"And I'm not allowed in the garden. Daddy won't let me outside unless he comes out with me, but there hasn't been time for that."

"You mean he's keeping an active, hard-working boy like you trapped inside?" Petunia clucked her tongue at that.

"He knows exactly why he's not allowed outside without me," Severus said, his eyes never drifting from Petunia.

"I tried running away," Harry said. "I didn't know you were here, now. I thought I could find you."

"To be honest," Petunia said, leaning closer to Harry and whispering in his ear, "I would have run away too."

"Enough of this," Severus snapped, startling Harry, who jumped and looked at him wide eyed. Even the officer glanced in their direction. "What goddamn game are you playing at?"

"Language, Severus," Petunia said, reaching over to cover Harry's ears briefly then patted Harry's shoulders. "There are kids around."

Harry smiled up at her as she brushed a lock of hair out of his face. Severus would not admit it, but he was slightly jealous of the looks Harry was giving his aunt. He sighed, and leaned over the table toward Harry, softening his voice.

"Harry, I think your aunt would love a cup of tea. Could you go bring us a tray? I think the officers might have one for us."

Taking the hint, the officer in the room walked over to the door and waved down another officer, whispering to him briefly. Harry hesitated, looking up at Petunia, who nodded her head.

"Go on," she encouraged, "you know how I like it, you smart boy, you."

Harry smiled and set the dinosaur down on the table and accepted a young officer's hand, following him out the door. Once the door shut behind them, and the other officer returned to his place at the back wall, Severus glared at Petunia, who smiled slyly back at him.

"What the hell are you doing?" Severus asked.

"Revenge," she whispered to him, leaning across the table toward him.

"On your nephew?"

"No, of course not," Petunia said after a bark of laughter. She sat back in her seat, folding her arms, which made her jumper look slightly too large for her. "Harry would never call the police on me. He's too delusional to do that."

"So, it's on me then, eh? What exactly do you hope to accomplish?"

"Well, seeing how I'm stuck in this bug infested dump, separated from my own son who I rarely get to see, my husband will be out far sooner than I'll be, and only then will I get to see him again, I figured I'd have all the time in the world to fuck up your life. My lawyer told me about Harry's trouble settling in with you, despite you being his birth father and all. I was actually really surprised when he told me what exactly Harry's problem was."

Severus seethed in his chair as he listened to Petunia. Her words were like nails on a chalk board, and he wanted so much to cut out her vocal cords and use them in a tongue numbing potion that he could shove down her throat.

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