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The Amissus Stone

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I don't own Harry Potter or the characters. JK Rowling does, and she does it awesomely.

"James Potter," Professor McGonagall called.

Severus watched the mean boy from the train swagger up to the stool with the Sorting Hat. It called out "Gryffindor" after barely touching his head, the same house as Lily.

"Severus Snape."

Walking slowly, he tried not to let his nerves show. He jumped a little when the hat was placed on his head.

"I'm sorry, child. There must have been a mistake," the hat said in his head. Then suddenly out loud, "This child doesn't have enough magic, he is not suited for Hogwarts." There was murmuring throughout the Great Hall.

Severus jumped up off the stool, looking at the mixture of shocked and pitying faces of the staff. "I am a wizard. I am," he cried. This couldn't be happening. He had done magic since he was small, his mother said he was even very skilled at the potions. She let him help with some of the cutting and brewing.

He watched a tall man with a long white beard walk towards him. Severus grabbed his wand from his robes, and tried a spell he had done on the train; nothing happened

The tall man knelt. "I'm sorry, Severus. This was a grievous error on our part."

"No, I'm a wizard, ask Lily. I can do magic." He tried to cast another spell that he read about. Again, nothing happened. He couldn't control himself and broke down sobbing. "Please, I'm a wizard." He looked over to the Gryffindor table, looking for Lily, she would tell them. He saw her, she was crying. But she wasn't moving in to help him. His gaze caught Potter and Black. Unlike earlier, they weren't laughing. One looked pitying and the other looked horrified.

"Come with me, love," a gentle faced woman said, she reminded him of his mother. It was his only excuse for throwing himself into her arms. He was still small for his age, so she could lift him easily.

"What was that about, Albus?" They had left Horace to handle the rest of the announcement.

"I do not know, Minerva. It's not the first time a child has mistakenly found themselves on the list." She nodded. Her seventh year there was one, but he only made it as far as Ollivander's. She had the misfortune of being in there with her younger sister while the boy tried and failed to use a wand. He now worked in the school in a non-magical compacity.

"But never have we had a child humiliated in front of the entire school. That poor boy. Poppy took him to the hospital wing. I think she's going to give him a calming draught," Minerva said.

"I will take him home personally," Albus said.

"That poor boy," she said shaking her head.

Severus cried when the Medi-witch confirmed he didn't have a magical core. She gave him something to drink and the next thing he remember was the Headmaster taking him home. His father was the only one that was there, he laughed when Professor Dumbledore told him about the mix up. Severus just wanted to go to bed, so that's what he did.


His head hurt as he woke up next. As he opened his eyes, tears filled them. Everything started to come back to him. He wasn't a wizard like he always believed. He was still wearing the robes that his mom had gotten for him. They were second hand but he loved them. His mom was letting him use her wand until she could afford his own. But that would never happen now.

"Get up, you little bastard," his father yelled.

Severus hoped his mom was home, maybe she could help him fix what had gone wrong. Because he knew he was a wizard. Wasn't he?

His bedroom door slammed open. All he saw before he felt pain was his father's face, blood red with rage.

"She's gone because of you." He grabbed Severus up by his robes and shook him. "She left as soon as I told her what that teacher said. You made her leave." Something hard hit him upside the head. Everything went black.

"Siri?"

"Yeah, Jamie?"

"What did you do?"

Sirius closed his eyes, James couldn't see him because he was already in his bed. He still felt the need to hide. It was just a stupid prank. A stupid, stupid prank. He had found the stone in his father's office, hidden in his dresser. It wasn't until he held it something odd happened, he couldn't feel his magic, like it was completely gone. Putting it down cause his magic to return. He learned it being just in his clothes had the same effect. When he heard the Snape boy talking so adoringly about Slytherin, he thought it would be funny to play a prank. He didn't even know why he brought the stone with hm. So, he slid the stone in the boy's robes.

He thought it would be so funny. That everyone would laugh at the Slytherin want to be. He didn't think the stone would make it so the adults didn't know he was a wizard. He thought it would just make him bad the first days of class. Then the boy started to cry and shake. It was the time to speak up, but he couldn't make his voice work. Later that night when he asked Professor McGonagall what happened to the boy, she said the headmaster himself took him home. Home. Sirius had taken away something that the boy had been looking forward to his whole life, just like Sirius.

"I didn't do anything," he said to James. He could never tell anyone. Ever.


When Severus awoke again, his head hurt for a different reason. Not from the crying but from the hit. He was still wearing his robes, when he opened his eyes. He didn't know where his mom was but he now believed his dad. She was gone. Gone because he was a disappointment…again.

Not wanting to run into his dad's fist again, he decided to get out for a while. He climbed out of his bedroom window. As soon as his feet hit the ground, he ran. Before he knew where he was going he found himself in his and Lily's spot.

"Why aren't you in your freak school?" a cold voice said.

"Go away, Petunia," he said as he laid down on the grass.

Petunia didn't know what to think. She had come here to pout about Lily being gone. Lily was always her parents favorite. And now she got to do magic. It was like a fairytale that Petunia pretended she didn't read anymore.

Finally, she could see past her jealousy, if just for a little while. The Snape boy was covered in bruises. She sat down beside him. Not being the most sensitive person in the first place, she sat there awkwardly.

"What happened?" she finally asked.

"What do you care?" he snapped with no real heat in it. When she didn't have a reply, he answered. "I-I'm not a wizard. I can't do magic," he said, closing his eyes.

"Yes, you can. I've seen you and Lily both do magic here."

As much as she hated to admit they could do something she couldn't, she knew it to be the truth.

"I thought I could but I can't feel my magic anymore. It just gone." He started to cry, she didn't know what to do. Both of her parents were at work and she had overheard the boy talking about his father's beatings before with Lily. If his face was any indication, he'd got at him again.

"Come on, let's go to my house. You can get cleaned up there. Don't worry my parents aren't there."

The boy opened his eyes. "Why are you being nice to me?"

"I guess because I know what it feels like to be left out."

He nodded. She had always been bratty to them, but he had never cared to try and understand her. His mother always told him they were better because they had magic. After knowing his dad, he was sure it was the truth. That's way she probably left. Now it was just him and his father.

He followed Petunia to her home. Lily would have laughed her butt off. Severus following Petunia like this. But he needed someone, anyone. After they walked into the cozy two story home she left him in the kitchen.

Reappearing she held out a pale blue shirt and a pair of black shorts. They looked to be Lily's.

"I'll wash your clothes. Go shower and change into these. I'm making tea for us, and you better eat."

"Bossy," he said but took the clothes.

"Towels are under the sink. After you take your clothes off, just set them outside the bathroom door."

He smiled as he went to where she pointed. She may not admit it but she was very much like her sister. If she could have controlled her jealousy and his stupid superiority ideas, they may have all been friends.

Instead of being his ornery self, he let himself go. Stripping off his clothes, he all but threw them out the door. He didn't want anyone to see him completely starkers.

As he stepped into the shower he almost fell. It was like he was hit with something. He could fell his magic, it felt like it was singing in his veins. Looking up, he tried to move the shampoo, something any child with magic could do without a wand. The shampoo flew at him. Quickly he showered, careful of his ribs and back.

Drying himself, he put on the clothes. They thankfully didn't have flowers on them.

Petunia grabbed the clothes in front of the bathroom door. She took them into the laundry room. There were trousers, a shirt and the robe. She felt something heavy in the robe. She found a small pocket. She stuck her hand in, as soon as her hand clasped around a small stone, the lights flickered before the lights went out, causing her to drop the rock. She felt something coursing through her veins. Something powerful. Something she had never felt before. She didn't even know how to describe it. That was when the lights came back on.

"Petunia?"

She turned and saw Severus standing there in her sister's clothes. He looked different than he did when he went in. It wasn't the clothes either. "What's different about you?"

"I got my magic back, I can feel it."

"What does it feel like?" she asked curiously. She never wanted to talk about it with Lily.

"Like your body is feeding off unknown energy."

"How do you know you have magic?"

"I don't remember. I guess because I could do things that muggles couldn't."

"Like with a wand?" She was feeling more herself so she continued to make the stew.

"Not when we're small. It's like Lily doing things without her meaning to, like moving something."

"How did you do that?"

"Mostly just looking at something, wanting it badly. Usually only something small."

Petunia looked at the salt on the counter. She had her back turned to Severus so he wouldn't see her make a fool of herself. She knew it wasn't magic, this thing she felt.

Move. Move. Move.

She was looking at the salt so hard she didn't realize Severus had come up behind her until he spoke. "Petunia?"

"Yes, Severus?"

"Are you doing that?" His voice sounded shaky.

"Doing what?" She looked up just in time to watch the pepper shaker fall from the ceiling.

"What happened?" Her voice shook too.

"I think you used magic."

"How?"

"I don't know. Do you feel your magic?"

"Does it feel like your blood is alive?"

"I never thought of explaining it that way. But yes, I guess that would be right."

"Then yes, just a minute ago I started to feel it."

"What were you doing when it happened?"

"I was getting your things ready to put in the washer. It was when I found the stone."

"What stone?"

Petunia walked back into the laundry room, Severus following her. "There," she said pointing at the little black and orange stone.

Severus reached down and picked it up. As soon as his hand closed around it, he felt his magic disappear again. He opened his hand and dropped it. His magic returned.

"This was in my clothes?"

"Yes, your robes."

He reached down again, picking it up. This time he shoved the stone in the shorts pocket. His magic still was gone. What in the world was this stone? Some sort of dark magic obvivouly. He wondered what would happen to Petunia if she held it again. Did it give her magical power? He had never heard of such a thing.

"Here, hold it again. Tell me what you fell." He pulled it back out of the pocket and handed it to her. Petunia's hand shook as she closed her fingers around the stone.

"Empty. I feel like I did before but now, knowing how it did feel. It all just feels empty."

It's how he felt. He tried to trace back to his first feeling of that emptiness. It was on the train. He had Lily were talking, then those boys started asking about houses. As soon as he told them about Slytherin they started to eye him coldly. Sirius Black sat beside him. He remembered he thought he felt a tug on his robes. Sirius Black. The House of Black. His mother told him about the family. There had to be lots of dark magic in his manor.

Suddenly, the back door opened and Petunia's mother walked in. Petunia dropped the stone at the interruption.

"Petunia, what is that boy doing here in your sister's clothes?"

For a terrifying moment he thought she was upset. But looking at her face he saw she was more bemused. Until her eyes landed on Severus' face. He had forgotten about the bruises.

"Oh, petal. What happened?" She walked over to him, slowly, like she was afraid to startle him.

"Nothing, Mrs. Evans. I'm fine, I just fell."

She didn't look like she believed him but she nodded. As she moved away from him, closer to Petunia, she stopped.

"Really, Petunia? Bringing stones from the garden in here." She bent and picked the stone up before they could stop her.

Petunia watched with wide eyes. Waiting for the lights to flash, like they had with her. Waited for her mother to pause with the feeling of her veins waking up. But none of that happened. She just place the stone and the counter.

"I'm going to go and freshen up. Your father will be home soon. Are you staying for tea, petal?" she asked Severus.

"Yes," Petunia answered for him. Her mum nodded and headed upstairs.

"Do you feel the magic still?" Severus asked.

"Yes. It didn't give my mother magic though, why?"

"I'm not sure but if I was to guess, maybe you already had magic in you. But it wasn't enough to do magic. This stone must have, I don't know shocked the magic into maturing."

"Does that happen a lot?"

"It's not rare. Sometimes pureblood families have squibs. That means they can't use magic. It's really looked down on in the magical world, at least that's what my mom said."

"What about it taking the magic away from us?"

"That's dark magic. I've read some in my mom's old books. Only something dark can disrupt one's magic like that."

"Will I lose my magic now?" she asked sadly.

"I don't know. But you've touched the stone since getting it. It gave it back. I can't be sure but I think maybe the magic was always yours. Just in hibernation."

"Does this mean you'll get to go back to Hogwarts? You have magic again."

"I don't know how to get there. My mom left, she can't help me."

Petunia's eyes lit up. "I can help," she gushed.

"How?"

"I can write the headmaster."

"You can only do that through Owl Post."

"No, I've done it before. I asked to go to the school, but I didn't have magic. He wrote back, he was really nice. I was too upset to see that at the time."

"Really, you can write him?"

"Yes. It might be a week or so until he writes us back."

"That's okay. I just want him to know that my magic is back."

"Are you going to give him the stone?"

"I don't know. I should shove it down Sirius Black's throat."

"Who's that?"

"The toad who put it in my robes. I'm sure he knew what it did. He just sat there while they took me away."

"I wish I could go, I would help you make him pay."

"I wish you could too, you're not so bad when you're not being a pain."

She laughed. "I'll go get my stationery and we can write the letter together."