Grandpa Universe In Multiverse

Snape invited him into his chamber and offered him a seat.

"So, what is it that you wanted to talk about, professor?" Snape curiously asked.

"What is your goal, Severus?" Alexander straight up asked.

"I don't understand what you mean by that" he replied. Ignoring that he was being called by his first name. Something very rare.

"Can you tell me why did you become a death eater in the first place?" he asked.

In the middle of his small talk, he looked at Snape's sins.

||Severus Snape - Category 2

Torture - 5

Unknowingly Murdered - 2

Sin percentage - 48%||

~oof... just three percent away from death punishment.~

"I don't..." Snape tried to refute but was interrupted.

"Don't hide things from me, Severus. I can feel the invisible, dark mark on your left forearm. Tell me, did you kill anyone before?" Alexander asked, although he already knew the answer now.

Alexander looked at the past life of Snape through his godly legilimens and saw that he was mostly responsible for brewing various kinds of potions for Voldemort.

"I was fascinated with dark arts, that's why," Snape replied with a bit of anger.

"Now now... Aren't we all fascinated by it, but I want the truth. You did it for Lily, didn't you? You wanted to impress her. You wanted her to notice you and not James Potter."

"SHUT UP... YOU..." He yelled.

"Don't you see... While trying to impress Lily, you became what you hated the most. A bully. Little Harry is just 11 years old and you treat him worse than anyone. Tell me, do you know how he spent his whole childhood with the Dursleys?" Alexander kept on speaking.

"I..." Snape was speechless.

"Let me show you then"

Originally there was no spell or trick to show vision in someone's mind but after studying Legilimency and Occlumency to a very high level. He found out the ability to show projection to people in their minds and also talk telepathically.

Inside Snape's mind.

He showed him the whole life of Harry Potter. From the day he was left at the doorstep of Dursleys. Some of the scenes were from little Harry's perspective.

"Look, since the day he was found by his aunt and uncle, he was treated even worse than wizards treat squibs. He was mentally abused every day. He was beaten for no reason. They stopped sending him to school after he started getting higher grades than Dudley. His life was hell. Look at all these bruises over his body. All those scars. Look where he lived all his life. In a small storage compartment under the stairs, all alone. No one to even share his pain with, he used to cry himself to sleep on most of the nights. Yet you treat him like he made some mistake, but you seem to have forgotten that he is the son of the woman you loved the most. He is the last remaining proof of her existence. You might not know but he thinks that you are trying to kill him. He thinks that you tried to kill him during the quidditch.

Is this how you want him to remember you? Is this how you are going to treat the son of Lily. You have the chance to be the family Harry never had. The father he never had. By doing this, you can at least proudly face Lily in the heavens. And believe me. Heaven does exist. But if you reject my suggestion then I'll have to put you down like a rabid dog. After all, it was you who told Voldemort about the prophecy. It was you who murdered Lily Potter"

By that point, Snape had broke down in tears and self-loathing. He was feeling hatred for himself. For treating Harry like that. For not ever going to check upon him. He had vowed to protect the boy but he had failed even before things had started.

"I can never be his family. I have a dark mark, You-Know-Who can read my mind with this. I'll just keep on protecting him from the shadows." He painfully said.

"Ah... You stupid boy. You don't have to fear Voldemort anymore. I am going to hunt him and his pack of death eaters soon. And if it is about the dark mark, then I can easily remove it. You can be whoever you want Severus. You can be free. Now, bring that arm out." He warmly said,

Snape lifted his left hand like an innocent little kid, scared of getting his first injection.

Alexander had seen the life of Snape and it wasn't pretty. His father was a muggle who abused his mother. He was also abused many times. At the school also, he was repeatedly targeted by James Potter and his gang. James Potter probably felt threatened by the close friendship between Snape and Lily, his crush. Which was why he targeted him in the name of pranks. All that led to the current Snape. Only if someone had given him a nice good hug in his Hogwarts days then maybe there could have been a different Snape.

Alexander touched the dark mark area on his left forearm. It was currently invisible as Voldemort was yet to return to the material world. As soon as he touched the mark it started to shine red. He could see that it was painfully burning his arm.

But that pain was easily handled by Snape. The mark started to slowly fade away. After some time, there was no dark mark remaining.

As soon as Alexander released his hand, Snape checked for any tattoos.

"This, feeling... It's like... Someone removed a tight rope around my neck. I feel refreshed... The mark is really gone... I am finally..." He started sobbing like a little kid.

Alexander didn't feel anything but a bit of sympathy for him. He must have been under constant mental pressure all these years.

"There... There... Drink this... It will make you feel better." He materialized a glass filled with light greenish water. It was his newest potion called happy-happy potion. After drinking it, the user would softly remember the good memories and start feeling good.

For some reason, Snape felt like blindly trusting the old man in front of him. So, as soon as he heard Alexander, he took the glass and gulped down the whole potion in one breath. Surprisingly, it tasted amazing too.

After 5 more minutes, Snape stabilized himself. Alexander didn't make him go through the time torture as he hoped that Snape would redeem his sins by his own hard work now.

"I should go back now. Think about how you are going to mend your relationship with Harry. I wish you luck, Severus." Alexander left the potion classroom and headed to his D.A.D.A. classroom.

...

Meanwhile, the Harry trio were in McGonagall's office.

"We have to see Professor Dumbledore, immediately!" Harry loudly said to professor McGonagall's face

She looked at the trio with a tilt of her eyes while still writing something and said "I'm afraid Professor Dumbledore is not here. He received an urgent owl from the Ministry of Magic and left immediately for London."

"He's gone?! Now? But this is important! It's about...the Philosopher's Stone." Harry nervously said.

"How do you know," she grimly asked. Her face was showing the apparent shock.

"Someone's going to try and steal it." He insisted.

"I don't know how you three found out about the stone, but I can assure you it is perfectly well-protected. Now would you go back to your dormitories? Quietly." She proudly said and Hushed them away. Acting as dumb as any other teacher in Hogwarts. Three 1st year kids were able to find about the philosopher's stone and yet she thinks it's safe.

"What should we do now?" Ron asked.

The trio worryingly left. But, this time, unlike in the movie. They didn't bump into Snape as he was currently being planning his next step in his chambers. Instead of Snape, it was Alexander who was going to his class.

Harry didn't have much contact with Alexander and neither Alexander tried. The only things that Harry knew about him were from Ron and Hermione's mouth.

"Gran... I mean professor Universe we have something to tell you. It's very important." Ron said. He was told by his mother not to call him Grandpa in Hogwarts.

Hermione also agreed to tell him their problem. She was his student after all. Harry wasn't very sure though. He was brainwashed by Dumbledore into believing that he should only trust his friends and Dumbledore. Still, he went ahead with his friends.

"Yes, Professor. Professor Snape is trying to steal the philosopher's stone. We need to stop him," Hermione hurriedly said.

"Haha... I know... But it's not Snape that's trying to steal it. Follow me if you want to know." He said and headed to the secret room on the 3rd floor.

The trio followed him behind.

The first obstacle was fluffy, the three-headed dog. As soon as they entered, fluffy woke up but with just one wave of his hand, Alexander put him back to sleep. After admiring the big good boy for a bit he walked.

"Alright follow me." He opened the trap door on the ground and jumped in.

"Okay, don't panic. This is Devil's Snare. Do not move or else it will strangle you." he said.

"Help... Don't leave me alone guys" Ron started screaming and fighting.

*Sigh*

"When will you grow up, Ron? Look at Harry and Hermione, how calm they are... Immobulus" in the end he had no other option but to use the freezing charm.

Soon, they all fell down to the floor under Devil's Snare.

"Alright, let's head forward. You okay Ron?" Harry asked.

"Yes, I am good. I knew nothing would happen," Ron replied smugly.

Hearing that, Hermione and Harry rolled their eyes and moved forward.

"What? you don't believe me...hey guys, wait for me"

Seeing Ron's behavior, Alexander decided that he would do an in-depth study of Ron's mind sometime later.

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