Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/659633. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Rape/Non-Con, Underage Category: M/M Fandom: Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling Relationship: Harry_Potter/Severus_Snape Character: Harry_Potter, Severus_Snape Additional Tags: Blanket_Permission Stats: Published: 2007-08-11 Words: 304 ****** Three Truths ****** by klynie Summary Severus Snape discovers he's Harry Potter's father. Things are finally beginning to go right. A Severitus incest story told in three drabbles. Three Truths "Sir?" "Yes, Harry. I know it comes as a shock, but Professor Snape is your father." Dumbledore's face was grave, though Snape noticed that he spared him a glance before focusing once again on the Potter bra… No, not Potter's. On his brat. His. Snape savoured the concept.  Potter was his. The wayward hair, the incandescent anger, the fierce pride. Amazing that he'd never noticed it before. No, instead he'd been attributing so many of – Harry's – characteristics to Potter over the years that he'd blinded himself to the truth. Potter – Harry – was his. His eyes narrowed in anticipation. His brat. vVvVvVv Harry stood before him, defiant. Snape smiled. "Come here." Potter – Harry – didn't move. Snape's eyes narrowed. "I will not repeat myself." Jaw set, Harry stepped forward.  Surrounded by his possessions, Snape revelled in the boy's presence. Each possession, fought for, earned, with blood and sweat and shards of his soul.  And now Harry. "Kneel." "No!"  Snape reached out his hand. The boy flinched, but didn't step back. He ran his hand over the boy's hair, its silk no less pleasing than the silk of his skin. Smooth – the brat was slow to mature, still small for his age.  Harry shivered. vVvVvVv Harry slept. He looked debauched. An attractive look, undoubtedly. Snape felt himself stir again at the thought of the boy's fight and subsequent submission – so much passion. Dumbledore's discovery allowed Harry to stay at Hogwarts throughout the school holidays. Six weeks. Protected by his father's blood, not that thin weak Muggle blood flowing through the veins of Evan's sister.  And not just blood. Semen.  In six weeks, Snape was sure that he could make his son the weapon he was truly meant to be. For the first time, he believed that old bat Trelawney knew what she was talking about. Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!