Letting him know
After practice Harry went in search of Ron and Hermione. They had told him that they would look for Buffy for him.
“Did you find her?”
“No. We looked bloody everywhere.”
“I'm going to go talk to Hagrid.”
“Alright, I'm going to check the dorms again.” Hermione said.
“I'll start asking around,” replied Ron.
Harry nodded to the other two and made his way to Hagrid's cabin. He knocked on Hagrid's door. The giant didn't answer. He knocked again.
“Hagrid? It's me Harry.” This time Harry heard movement.
“Hello Harry. Sorry bout that. Thawt you were Lockhart coming by again. Come on in.”
“What did Lockhart want?”
“Givin' me advice on getting kelpies out of a well. Like I don't know. Then he goes on about banishing some banshee. If one word of it is is true, I'll eat my kettle.”
Today was just full of surprise for Harry. He had never heard Hagrid talk like that. Harry takes a seat in a chair.
“Hagrid, have you seen Buffy?”
“Yeh. She was by here earlier. Said if you were to stop by to tell ya to stay here until she came back.”
They talked and had tea as they waited for Buffy. About twenty minutes later Buffy knocked on Hagrid's door.
“Did Harry make it here?” She asked as Hagrid opened the door. He nodded and motioned for her to enter.
“Buffy, where have you been? Ron, Hermione, and I have been looking everywhere for you.”
“I've been pretty much all around Hogwart's. I went for a run to work off excess energy. Can we go somewhere and talk?” Harry nodded. “Thanks Hagrid.”
Buffy and Harry left Hagrid's hut and began walking back toward the school.
“Are you okay Buffy? You seemed a little upset earlier.” She let out a laugh.
“Understate much. People like Draco make me mad, and I hate that word so much. We all do magic and there should be no difference between us.”
“I doubt Malfoy will ever use that term again. He's being called Dirty Drawers Draco. It seems he had a little accident after your incident.”
“He didn't?” She asked with big wide eyes and laughter.
“It couldn't have happened to a nicer person.” She laughed, and then became serious. “I want to tell you something but you've got to promise me you won't tell anyone, not even Ron and Hermione.”
They had made their way to the flying field. They took a seat by the wall.
“I promise.” He said solemnly.
“Professor Snape is my father.” Harry eyes went wide with shock. “He doesn't know though. I want to tell him but I'm not sure how he would react.”
“Snape is your dad? Sorry, I'm still stuck on that. What did your mom see in him?”
“I don't know and I don't want to know. Any more than that would be too much info.”
“Have you tried coming right out and telling him?”
“I tried, but I couldn't stand it if he rejected me. You see how he treats Gryffindor's. He takes points away at any chance he gets. I only managed to impress him that first class.”
“Maybe you could leave him a note. Tell him what the what is and designate a meeting place. If he comes then you'll know he wants to give it a chance.”
“Harry! You're the greatest!” She threw her arms around him giving him a hug. “Thank you.”
“You're welcome.” He said quietly.
Two weeks had passed and Buffy had finally gotten up the nerve to write the note. She was lucky that she didn't get expelled for fighting. Dumbledore had called her to his office and they talked about what happened. Snape never said a word to her but did deduct as many points as he could from Gryffindor. It was the weekend so Buffy left the note to the door of his room. The meeting place was the courtyard. She had decided to skip breakfast knowing that she wouldn't be able to eat a thing. Making sure she had her cloak securely wrapped around her, she went out to the courtyard. She took a seat on the ground and looked up at the sky. It was a beautiful clear day with a slight breeze. All she could do was wait.
Severus Snape came out of his room to go to breakfast. Having forgotten something in his room he turned to give the password. That was when he saw the note. Carefully he opened the note and began reading it. Professor Snape, I wasn't sure how to tell you this. You are my biological father. You met my mom Joyce Summers twelve years ago. I have enclosed a note to you from my mother. If you want to talk I'll be waiting out in the courtyard till lunch. Your Daughter, Buffy
He quickly read over the note that Joyce sent. Buffy's mother had sent her the note for Snape when Buffy had wrote that she had found him. He had never made the connection that Buffy was Joyce's daughter. He leaned back against the wall floored. He had an eleven-year-old daughter who was attending Hogwarts. Reading the note again quickly he started for the front entrance. The item he was going back for totally forgotten. He was practically running through the halls. Most of the students were at breakfast already so the halls were pretty much empty. As he neared the front door he heard a scream.
“Let go of me! You're hurting me! Keep that away from me!” He heard her cough. “HELP! So…”
Her screams ceased as she fell unconscious. Snape burst through the door to see his daughter being carried away over the shoulder of an ogre. Taking out his wand he began running to catch up with them. The ogre was heading for the Dark Forest. Aiming his wand he shouted.
The ogre's body went rigid. Running up to it he carefully removed an unconscious Buffy from its arms. Lying her on the ground he began checking her over. She was so very pale. He quickly bound the ogre, picked Buffy up gently, and ran as fast as he could back to the school. Upon entering the school Snape headed for the Great Hall since there was still quite a bit of noise coming from there.
The Great Hall was filled with teachers and students alike all talking about something. Everyone was enjoying their breakfast unaware of what was going outside. The doors to the hall opened like that night on Halloween. Except for this time there was no Professor Quirrell, but Snape carrying an unconscious form of Buffy. The hall had gone silent and the teacher's were standing obviously concerned. Snape brought her straight to Madame Pomfrey.
“She needs you Poppy.”
“What happened Severus?” Before he could respond Buffy began to spasm.
“We have to get her to the Hospital Wing now!”
Pomfrey and Snape apparated to the hospital wing. He laid her on the bed. Pomfrey rushed and grabbed a few things.
“See if you can get her to drink this.”
Snape took the vial from her as Pomfrey began mixing herbs in a bowl. Somehow Snape managed to get her to drink the mixture through her shakes. By that time Pomfrey had the other herbs mixed and he moved to give to her room. Once Buffy had received them her shaking stopped almost immediately. Having told the students to stay in the Great Hall, the hospital wing was soon filled with Hogwarts teachers.
“How is she?” Dumbledore asked.
“Lucky. We were able to get to her in time. She had a severe allergic reaction to wormwood. It's a rare allergy among witches and wizards. If Severus hadn't of been there she would have died.”
Snape paled at the thought of how close he came to loosing the daughter he just found out about.
“The poor child. Where did you find her at?”
“An ogre was trying to abduct her. He was trying to get away in the forbidden forest. I left it bound by Hagrid's hut.” Snape moved a stray piece of Buffy's hair out of her face.
“Why would an ogre want her?” Hagrid asked.
“That is what we have to find out? Hagrid, will you go and retrieve the ogre?”
“Sure Headmaster.” Hagrid left to get the ogre.
“Minerva, will you let the students know they must remain in the school today?”
“Of course Albus. What are we going to tell them?”
“Nothing for now. Just let them know that Ms. Summers is alright.” She nodded.
“The rest of you will make sure the students are remaining in the castle.”
They nodded and left the infirmary leaving Snape alone with Buffy.
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