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Wow, it's been almost a year since I last wrote anything for tth... didn't feel like that, time flies :-)
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I hope you enjoy the next chapter, as much as I did writing it.
“Does that mean you’re something like my Dad now?” Faith asked and was shocked by her own question. She hadn’t meant to ask
that. He was just helping her because he felt sorry for her. It wasn’t like he actually wanted someone like her for a daughter.
She was surprised when Severus smiled at her and placed his hand on her shoulder.
“We will talk about that later, when we are alone.” It was like him to discuss something like that in private and Faith was unbelievably curious to find out what he thought about the whole adoption thing. So she quickly signed the contract and said:
“Finished.” Severus shook his head, still amused and signed right below her name. Mrs. Bones nodded, pleased and gave her wand another wave. An official looking seal appeared on the contract and she then signed it too.
“Very well. Now it’s official. Congratulations Miss Snape, you are a free woman now.” Faith stared at the department head with big eyes. Miss Snape?
But it made sense of course. He had adopted her, which meant she now had the same last name.
“Thanks, I guess.” Faith answered feeling unsure about everything. This really was overwhelming.
“We should return. I am sure the Minister has contacted the council by now. And the Polyjuice potion will lose it’s effect very soon.” Dumbledore sad and Faith nodded. She grabbed a hand full of floo powder and transported herself back to Hogwarts.
“Faith. I think that you should keep your last name Lehane until further notice. People won’t understand it. They would ask too many questions at the moment.” Dumbledore told her as soon as he stepped out of the fireplace.
“You are probably right.” Faith smiled and watched the Headmaster leave. Severus soon stepped into the small room and Faith felt insecure in his presence for the first time since she knew him.
“We should get you back to bed and then we can talk.” He told her. That was after Faith’s liking because she was still tired, but she had lot’s of questions for him.
In the hospital wing Hermione was sitting in Faith’s bed, reading a book.
“You’re back. Great. Just in time. In a few minutes I will change back.”
“So how was it?” Faith asked interested if she had been able to fool the council.
“I don’t think they suspected anything. But to be honest, they are horrible. I mean the way they talked to me, or better you. It was insulting and … and horrible. I am sorry that I was so mean to you before. I kind of realized how hard your life has been and I just wanted to say that I hope we can be friends. Even though it seems that I annoy you without actually trying to.”
Faith laughed lightly.
“That’s true, but people as good as you usually have that effect on me.”
“I take that as a compliment coming from you!” Hermione giggled, climbing out of the bed, while she started to look like her old self again.
“Thanks for taking my place.” Faith told her.
“You’re welcome. I guess I see you later.” With a wave of her hand she said her goodbye, before leaving her alone with Severus.
Faith took off her shoes and climbed back into her bed. With a sigh she sank into the pillows. She hated to be this tired all the time, she just hoped that very soon she had recovered fully.
“Why’d you agree to do this?” Faith asked after a short moment of silence.
“I think we are very much alike. You and me. Sometimes when I look at you, I see myself, when I was younger. I also see your loneliness and your struggle to find your place in this world. I want to help you with that, besides I have enough spare rooms in my house.” He told her honestly and Faith felt overwhelmed, once again.
“I’m gonna live with you?”
“I thought that was obvious as I am your parent now.”
“So you really are my Dad, huh?” Faith mocked him and Severus chuckled.
“Don’t you dare call me that in front of anyone.” he told her only half joking.
“Thank you so much.” Faith told him, growing serious. She could never make it up to him. He had given her the chance of actually having a life of her own.
“You are welcome. There is one other thing we need to talk about though.”
“What is it?” Faith asked curious.
“I have seen how you distanced yourself from your friends. Even though I think you could have done better than the troublemaker twins from Gryffindor, but they obviously care a lot about you. Just as the Lovegood girl and even Potter and his little gang. Now that you don’t need to leave after Voldemort is defeated you can allow yourself to have some friends.”
“I don’t know. I mean. I am still the slayer, that will endanger them.”
Severus laughed a dark laugh and shook his head.
“Don’t you see where we are. We are close to a war. Voldemort is out for everyone who is helping Potter and as far as I know all your friends fall into that category. So they are in danger anyway. No one will be in more danger because of you. Quite the contrary, you can protect them from threats, they don’t even know about.” Faith contemplated his words for a moment. He was right. The whole wizarding world was in constant danger. And she could at least knock some death eaters down without needing to do a spell.
“I think you are right.”
“You will find out that I am always right.” Severus told her with a smile and she returned it. It felt like a dream to her, this whole talk and the situation she was in.
She could decide for herself what she wanted to do with her life.
What she wanted to do when she finished school. She had never actually thought about it before, as it hadn’t mattered anyway.
Now a whole new world of possibilities had opened up in front of her.
“No need to thank me. But I think you should rest some more. Madame Pomfrey said, she will release you by the end of the week.”
“Good.” Faith sighed snuggling into the pillow, already half asleep.
“Bloody Hell!!!” Faith shouted along with the other students, watching the Quidditch game between Slytherin and Gryffindor, though
she was probably the only Slytherin sitting in the Gryffindor crowd and cheering for them. But most of her friends were in that team,
so Faith didn’t care what the rest of her housemates thought.
She was seated in between Hermione and Luna, who wore the most amazing hat ever. It was a roaring lion, at least it roared every time the Gryffindors scored a goal.
Which was the case just now.
The only problem was that Ron, who was the new keeper, completely fell apart. Probably because of the taunting of her fellow housemates. They had invented that little song, called : “Weasley is our king”
And even though Faith found it kind of funny, it really unnerved Ron.
The good thing was that the chasers were doing a good job, as well as George and Fred playing as beaters. They did their best to cause as much trouble as possible. So just the usual.
Faith laughed, when George almost hit Malfoy with his bat as the Slytherin passed him too close.
“He shouldn’t do that. He could get qualified for that.” Hermione said frustrated and Faith smirked. Even though Hermione was still annoying the hell out of her, she could ignore her goody-two-shoeness and be friendly towards her. She would even go that far to
call her a friend. Though not a very close one.
“I don’t think that George cares.” Faith answered with a shrug.
“How can you tell it’s George from this distance?”
“Dunno. I just can.” Faith shrugged again and Hermione nodded, sure that it had to do with her slayer senses.
“The snitch!” Faith called pointing at the sky, before the Seekers even moved.
“What? Where?” Luna asked squinting her eyes.
“There, three feet from Nott’s left knee.” Faith told Luna, when Harry started his move and Malfoy soon followed.
But Harry was able to stay ahead of him and catch the snitch. Which, despite Ron’s failing saved the win for the Gryffindor team.
Everyone was cheering when Faith saw Malfoy say something to Harry. He turned beat red and followed him to the ground. George and Fred close behind him.
“Oh no…” Faith mumbled, on her feet and down the stand already. This would end ugly, if no one stopped them.
But for the first time in her life she was too slow.
Because George, Fred and Harry had tackled Malfoy to the ground. And unfortunately all teachers were watching. Soon enough Professor McGonagall, who looked livid, led Harry, Fred and George away from the scene of crime, so to say.
Hours later Faith met George in their usual spot at the top of the astronomy tower. She had wrapped herself into a warm blanket as it was really getting cold now. Not surprising for the middle of November.
She could see George looking just as livid as McGonagall had done before and his lip was slightly swollen.
“You alright?” Faith asked, when he slumped down next to her.
“No. Umbridge decided to pull her authority card on us. Even though McGonagall tried her best to stop her.”
“What did she do?” Faith knew that it had to be something terrible, judging by the look on George’s face.
“She banned us for life. Harry, Fred and I aren’t allowed to play Quidditch ever again.” George said through gritted teeth.
“Oh, I’m so sorry George.” Faith told him seriously. She knew how much he loved playing Quidditch and now being banned from the team, permanently must have been a horrible experience for him.
“Yeah… doesn’t help, but thanks anyway. God. I hate that hag, we definitely need to come up with something good for her. Payback’s a bitch.” George muttered darkly and Faith was slightly worried. She was sure that whatever the twins would plan next for
Umbridge, it would end badly, for both of them.
“What was this brawl with Malfoy about, anyway? Not that I don’t like seeing Malfoy getting a bloody nose.” Faith asked, looking at George. It had to be something serious. She knew they often argued, but they had never attacked each other physically, at least not that she knew of.
“You remember the Wesley is our king song?”
“He said he couldn’t think of any lines for our fat and ugly mother, or our loser father.” George told her and clenched his fists.
Faith bit her lower lip. That dirty asshole. She would make him regret talking like that about anyone of the Weasleys. Sure she didn’t know Molly, or Arthur, but she knew their children and they were all great individuals, which meant their parents had to be amazing.
“He shouldn’t have said that.” Faith said and placed her hand on his fist. “And I will have a word with him later on.”
“Don’t do anything stupid. You don’t need to get into anymore trouble than you already are.”
“Don’t worry ‘bout li’l old me. And Malfoy is a wimp, he is only strong when others are around. I will have a nice chat with him when he’s alone.” Faith knew that she had a wicked smirk on her face. She could feel it and she didn’t care the slightest.
“Be as scary as possible.” George answered mirroring her wicked smile.
“You got it!” Faith’s smile turned genuine when George interlaced his finger with hers.
“Thank you.” he told her seriously.
“You are very welcome.”
“Malfoy!” Faith said, grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and backed him up against the cold wall of the dungeon. Her forearm against his throat.
“Let me go.” he gasped, struggling against her grip. But he had no chance, she was way too strong for him.
“Not until we had a little chat.” Faith said, her voice dangerously low. “I told you once that you shouldn’t talk bad about the Weasleys, didn’t I?”
“If the teachers hear about this…” He began, but Faith didn’t let him finish.
“Oh please Draco… it is your word against mine. No one will know the truth and you know that Professor Snape likes me, so no one will believe you. Besides, I’m not gonna hurt you. I just want to say something, then you are free to go.”
“What do you want?” Malfoy gasped, almost chocked by Faith’s forearm pressed against his throat.
“Simple. Stay away from any of the Weasleys, oh and if you’re at it already, the same goes for Harry, Hermione and Luna. If I see you close to one of them again, I will make you suffer and believe me despite my height I can do exactly that.” To prove her point Faith shoved him harder against the wall, even slightly raising him in the air, so that his feet no longer touched the ground. He kicked helplessly and Faith set him down soon after. She straightened his collar and said:
“Did I make myself clear?”
“I didn’t get that. What?”
“Yes.” Malfoy mumbled, storming off to the common room. Faith stayed behind with a big, goofy grin on her face. She had missed intimidating people.
Now she was interested if he would stick to his word. If not, then she would stick to hers which meant making him suffer. It was up to him what would happen and what not.
“Much better, Ron.” Faith complimented Ron watching him flip Harry over his shoulder. Over the last few weeks he had very much improved his skills.
“Thanks.” he said his ears slightly red.
Harry got back to his feet and wiped the sweat from his brow.
“Okay, I guess that’s enough for today.” he said loud enough for everyone to hear. Harry turned to the students who had stopped practicing and said:
“As we all leave for the winter break in a few days, this was out last lesson for this year. I wish you all a very merry Christmas and see you well and rested next year.” The group even gave Harry a round of applause at which he blushed. Faith smiled and walked over to where she had put her stuff. She grabbed the towel and wiped off her face.
“So, you nervous?” George asked from behind and Faith laughed.
“No, why should I be?”
“Obviously because you are going to meet the whole gang. My Mum is very excited to meet you.”
Faith froze mid-motion.
“You told your Mom about me?” she asked, turning around.
“Yeah sure. I mean, why not. Besides I needed to make sure that she … uhm…prepares enough food.” George tried to save the situation, but Faith knew that he was trying to make up an excuse. A very bad one for that matter.
“Right.” Faith told him rolling her eyes and grabbing her stuff. She and George were the only ones left in the room.
“It’s almost dinner time.” Faith told him, when they walked out into the hallway. George’s answer was a rumble of his stomach. That made Faith laugh.
“I guess that means you’re hungry.”
“Could be.” he grinned and placed his arm around her shoulders. For the first time in weeks, he tried to touch her like that again and if Faith was true with herself, she had missed it.
“But then again. You are always hungry.” Faith mocked him, allowing his arm to rest on her shoulders. That seemed to put him in a very good mood. Because his smile grew even bigger before he answered.
“You just know me too well.” he answered, when they reached the great hall.
“I see you later, I guess.” she told him already making a step towards the Slytherin table.
“You could also come and sit with us, I mean you have much more Gryffindor friends anyway.” George told her and he was right, but she had wanted to talk to Crabbe and Goyle for ages and this was the best chance to make out a meeting later on. She was really interested in how they were doing. After all, it had been a big decision to turn your back to your family and risk being killed.
“That’s true, but there is something I need to do.” she told him with a smile, before walking over to the Slytherin table.
She took her usual place next to Goyle, who, once again, ate like he had no manners. But now that she knew the truth, it was almost funny to watch them.
After half a plate of lunch, she saw that everyone was deep in conversation. She leaned a little closer to Goyle and said:
“Can I talk to you later?”
“Sure.” he said in between bites.
“Just stay after potions.” She answered. Severus would surely lend them his classroom for such an important occasion. Besides he was part of the Order of the Phoenix anyway, which meant that it was in his interest to distance as many people from Voldemort as possible.
Goyle nodded, a sign that he had understood, before digging into his food again. Faith smiled slightly, shaking her head, before continuing to eat herself.
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