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nightingale2004 · 1 month

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Severus Snape daughter headcanons

Slytherin all the way.

There was a debate with the sorting hat between Slytherin and Ravenclaw, but the hat landed on Slytherin

Severus taught her German and Russian

Has a pet cat

Was taught how to brew potions as a child

Skilled in occlumency and legilimens

Severus would've definitely taught her some fight moves he learned from Tobias to defend herself along with defense spells to protect herself if necessary (one of the rare good things Tobias did for Severus)

I feel his daughter would have a photographic memory

If his daughter was born before the war, then she would've met Regulus as a baby but didn't know a lot about him other than what Narcissa, Lucius, and her father told her (all good things)

Growing up, Severus didn't tell her a lot of his past, but every time she was in the Malfoy's care or Charity and Aurora's care, they would tell her all the embarrassing school stories of Severus (Severus would neither confirm or deny the stories) but they leave out the marauders of their stories (she knows about them, they always let it slip during their stories)

Educated in both the wizarding and muggle world

She definitely inherited the famous Severus glare and sharp tongue

Middle is Eileen, and Severus talks about his mother sometimes but not much

She would definitely be a bookworm

Similar to Severus, she would have an interest in potions and DADA

She and Draco would have definitely seen each other as siblings from their parents

I feel like she would be respectful and nice to house elves and would hate the abuse they face (she scolds her uncle Lucius about hurting Dobby every time she sees it)

Her and Hermione would have a school rivalry since they are both the smartest girls in their houses. But they respect each other and their intellect

If wolfstar had a child or children, then you can count on some bad blood between them (who knows... maybe an enemies to lovers)

Severus and McGonagall taught her how to dance (quite fabulously, if I may add 👌💃)

Sees Minerva as a grandmother figure (you can't tell me that McGonagall wouldn't lover her as her own)

If she had an Animagus form, it would be a cat or Raven

Her Patronus would be a bat or a cat

Has respect for the Weasley twins but will not hesitate to turn their pranks against them if it's aimed at her father, Draco, or herself

Likes Molly and Arthur but has notes on their parenting

She and Ron like playing wizard chess with each other (she beats him every time, and Ron always wants a rematch)

I feel like she would be a bit relatable to Stiles Stilinski (has ADHD, OCD, A LOT of sarcasm, and is stubborn. Wonder where she gets that from) "I mean no. Do you want to hear it in German? Nein". "I'm 140 pounds of pale skin and fragile bone, ok? Sarcasm and magic are my ONLY defense."

I feel like a lot of people would be afraid of her because she is Severus's daughter

She and Luna, I feel would get along because of her creative mind and unique way of seeing the world (she would also scare off Luna's bullies)

She makes her own spells, potions, and magical objects (mad scientist mode)

Not a big fan of quidditch but supports Draco

Brains of the operation

Hates Sirius on sight and is OK Remus.

She will not hesitate to hex or murder Sirius if he continues to insult her family (she is very difficult to restrain)

Feels like Harry's babysitter for always helping him survive on his adventures

She knows Remus when she was young due to his visits to her home to pick up his supply of wolfsbane from her father (so she knows he's a werewolf)

Often scold Draco if his insults go too far.

If her dad was a part of the death eaters and she was told, she would be shocked, upset, and angry but if he told her about the double agent part then she would be more worried for him

All I got so far. Enjoy my lovelies

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kind-hufflepuff · 1 year

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OC CHARACTER, HEATHER DAUGHTER OF SEVERUS SNAPE 1/2

P.S. Her animagus form's name is Truble

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tageerdo · 3 months

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If Snape had a daughter, what would she look like?

For me it would be something like that. She would probably have the opposite personality of her father. More energetic, more cheerful and more mischievous. She and Snape argue all the time, but they love each other more than anything?? I haven't come up with a name for her yet, please feel free to give me your name ideas.

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believinghurts · 6 months

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Their Daughter Part 6

Tenison was high in the dining room of Grimmuald Place as the Black brothers stared one another down. Regulus knew that part of Sirius's anger was because he thought he had lost his child to his brother, much like when they were young, and their parents favored Regulus over him. But this was Sirius's own fault; Ali had tried even after she had been hurt that Sirius went to Harry first. Sirius could not get over the fact that Ali was close with the Malfoys and had taken to projecting his anger to the only person who would love him more than anything if he tried.

Sirius wouldn't admit it out loud, but he was jealous of Regulus. He always had been, but coming back from the hell he had been trapped in to find that his own daughter had chosen his brother over him hurt more than any torture he had ever faced. Regulus had always been the perfect child who everyone adored. He had gotten fewer beatings as a child than Sirius, had gotten better grades in school, and now was considered a dad to Ali. It was only natural for Sirius to go back to what he did during his school years and focus his attention on the people who showed him attention. Harry was his godchild, but Harry also had no one else, meaning Sirius didn't have to worry about being replaced. Sirius also felt awful for the events that transpired the night of James and Lily's deaths and was trying to make up for it.

"If you just gave her a chance, you may find she is much more like you than you think." Regulus sat at the table again, watching his older brother run his hands through his hair. "She is so headstrong and stubborn that I know it revivals yours. And I cannot express enough how she just wants to be good enough for you to love, much like how you tried for years with Mother."

Sirius sighed in defeat, regrettting the painful things he had put his daughter through. "I do love her. I just…."

"Are shit at showing it. I saw the look in your eyes when Ali called me dad; I know that hurt you. But instead of talking about it, you just lash out at her or me or Remus, making it seem like you really don't care at all. I never tried to fill that role in her life. I was and will always be Uncle Reg, and that is fine. Do I see her as my child and love her like my own? Yes, absolutely. I will do anything for her, and if that fills that role as a father, I will. But I don't want to take that from you. You had so much stolen from you in your life, Sirius: your childhood, your parents, your best friend, 12 years of your life. The last thing I want to do is take more away, but I cannot and will not put you above her. She deserves so much in this world, and you should help her get it. We both should. But the question remains: will you put aside your 'every Slytherin is a Death Eater' mindset to do so? Because people have changed and we are close to the Malfoys, Notts, Parkinson's, and the Zabini's. They are not the same people anymore. Things have changed in the war; sides have changed. But you haven't. Ali is loyal to a fault and is a great judge of character; she won't betray the Order, nor will the others. Just give people a chance, Sirius."

"I did give people a chance, and it…..it got my best friend and his wife killed. We trusted Peter. I trusted Peter enough to have James make him the secret Keeper. It got them killed, and he was our friend. How am I supposed to trust that Lucius Malfoy has the Order's best interest at heart when my own friend of 9 years didn't?" Sirius started pacing before his brother. His head is cloudy in memories, tears blurring his eyes as his best friend's dead body flashed in front of him. "I know that I'm shit at showing Ali I love her, and part of it is because I'm scared to get close only to lose her again to someone like Lucius Malfoy. I owe it to James to look after Harry, but that doesn't mean I don't love him like my own because I do. But I love Ali just as much, and I know she has you, Remus, and even Snivillious to love her. And I want to try to improve things with her; I just don't know how. How do I fix what I've done, Regulus?"

Regulus caught the double meaning to his brother's question, "You can't. Sirius, you can't fix what happened to James and Lily. You can't fix how you've treated Ali so far."

Sirius felt his heart crack at his brother's words. He had hoped to get Ali back, but it seemed he had gone too far. He started for the stairs when Regulus continued.

"But that doesn't mean you can't fix it from now on. You can't change the past and bring James back, but you can make them proud by loving and protecting Ali and Harry. I mean, yeah, they don't get along now, but I think part of that is because he has seen and heard how you and James treated outsiders. I know they used to play together as babies, not that they would remember it, but Remus told me. Tell how close they were till everything happened, and bring them back together. Stop being afraid of losing Ali to someone when all everyone wants to do is love her and keep her safe. And maybe you don't trust Lucius or the others right now, but I trust them more than Dumbledore most of the time. And you should talk to Moody about the help Lucius has given the Order even if he refuses to say he has aligned himself with us." Regulus held his brother's shoulder, "Give them a chance. Don't let the other kids make remarks about Ali and her friends. Talk to her. I wouldn't start trying to act like her father, but maybe a friend? Or a really distant uncle. You'll figure it out, Sirius; you're smarter than you give yourself credit for."

Sirius followed his brother up the stairs, going to bed with hope, lighting a flame in his heart for the first time in years.

Days following the talk between Regulus and Sirius, Ali noticed that the golden trio had become slightly nicer to her. She does not make as many comments about her or her friends. She had no idea what was happening but wasn't going to complain. Regulus had come to her that morning telling her that he thought it a better idea if Blaise came to their house instead of her going over there. He believed it would show that the Slytherins were not as bad as all the others thought.

At first, Ali was hesitant about the idea. Still, after being reassured that Remus would be home as well as Regulus, Ali agreed. The thought of Blaise being at her house surrounded by her tormentors made her sick to her stomach. She wanted nothing more than to run away for a few days, but that ship had sailed, and it was only hours before Blaise arrived when Regulus called for 'those who live in this house meeting.' By the time Ali had gotten dressed and cleaned her room, everyone was already in the kitchen since it seemed to be the usual gathering place for the group. She straightened her sweater and did a quick glance down to make sure her outfit was still okay. It was slightly chilly in the house, so she had gone with a Bulgarian Quidditch sweater that was mainly red with black details and a pair of cropped black leggings with matching fuzzy socks. She and Blaise had already decided to stay for most of the day and then go and get dinner somewhere in Diagon Ally so she could change later. Remus and Regulus walked at the same time as Sirius and Harry.

"I'm assuming everyone is confused about why this meeting was called," Remus started. "There seems to be an assumption that Slyertians and those associated with them are all Death Eaters or traitors."

Scowls had overtaken most of the younger one's faces in the room, as well as Sirius's. Ali looked at her uncle, trying to figure out where this was going. She knew the reason was to inform everyone that Blaise would be here for a few days, but there was something else going on; she could feel it.

"After speaking with Dumbledore and getting his permission, not that I technically need the permission as it is my house, but nevertheless. A few individuals will be coming to stay here for the upcoming days, and there will be a couple of visitors as well." Regulus's eye caught Ali's, and gave her a wink just as the sound of footsteps entered the foyer. Ali was too short to see over everyone's heads to see who was there, but from the looks on a couple faces, including the elder Weasley, it was someone they were not fond of.

A flash of white hair caught Ali's eye as the group entered the kitchen. Her mouth dropped in shock as she took in her uncle Severus, leading the Malfoys, Blaise, and Theo towards Regulus and Remus. Cissa shot her a wink while Draco eyed Harry and Sirius up and down; Blaise kept his eyes locked on Ali, and Theo thoroughly enjoyed the shocked looks from the Weasleys.

"Sorry, we're late. Draco took too long in the mirror this morning," Severus said. Draco glared at his Godfather before continuing on with his glare at Potter.

"Well, allow me to introduce everyone. This is Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy, which I'm sure almost all of you know. This is Blaise, Theodore, and Draco. Narcissa and Lucius will be in and out for the next bit trying to get caught up on Order business while the latter three will be staying here for a bit." Remus shook Lucius's hand before joining Dora beside Ali, who was bouncing on her toes, overly excited at the fact that it was going to be back to normal in the next couple of days.

"You can't be serious. They are staying here?" Sirius exclaimed, running his hand down his face before glaring at Lucius. "I still remember what you did, Malfoy."

"I don't often agree with Sirius, but Dumbledore said this was alright?" Arthur asked. Ali knew that the Malfoys hadn't been the kindest to the Weasleys in the past, and she felt sorry for them in that aspect, but Lucius was not the same man as he was during her first year. And Narcissa wouldn't hurt a flea.

Remus stepped forward again, "He did. Narcissa and Lucius will be helping with some scooting missions that are coming up since they know that area of town better and are considering joining the Order. The three brats are mainly for Ali, though."

"Did you miss us short stack?" Theo opened his arms for Ali, who jumped straight into them. Theo gave her a twirl before pulling on her braid. She barely had time to catch her breath before Draco had her spinning again and tickling her sides, making her squeal.

"Of course I missed you! What kind of question is that?!" Ali giggled before hugging Blaise despite her uncle Remus glaring at them. Blaise took her hand and gave it a squeeze when they parted before facing the other children in the room. Theo and Draco took the opposite sides of Ali, showing a united front against the ones who had been horrible towards her.

Ali was ecstatic that they were going to be in the house more. Maybe her summer wouldn't end so badly. Sirius was shocked that Dumbledore had cleared this and even more shocked that Lucius would help the Order. He did not trust him and would go on those missions even if he had to go as Padfoot. This was outrageous and downright stupid, allowing death eaters to snoop freely in the Order business. Looking at his daughter, he could see how happy she was to be surrounded by her friends, but he also knew that he would have to keep a closer eye on her than he already was. He had asked the trio to play nice so he had more people watching her. He did trust that she was a Death Eater, and now he was surrounded by them.

"Al, Kreatcher sat up extra beds in your room for the boys. Pansy should be joining later, but she had something come up with her grandfather. Her mother said she would owl when she was on her way." Regulus leveled each of the boys with a look. "You lot know the rules. I don't care if you have fun but clean up after yourselves, and don't be too loud when it gets late. Curfew is at 10pm and no later. If you are leaving the house, go in pairs at least and let one of the adults you know be aware of where you're going. You lot know the food is fair game, and Kretcher has already been instructed to grocery shop more often. The house is also fair game, but be respectful, please."

"Don't worry, Uncle Reg. I'll keep them in line," Draco smirked at the other three before Severus whacked him upside the head.

Ali turned and looked at the younger swarm of redheads and others in the room. She cleared her throat to get the attention on her, which made her take an unconscious step back toward Blaise and Draco. "Everyone, this is Theo, Blaise and Draco. I'm sure most of you know this, but just in case. You are welcome to join our fun, but we get if you don't want to." Ali pulled the boys out of the room after greeting her aunt and uncle. They sat on the living room floor with wizards, chess, and a few other games while a movie played in the background. Kreacher brought out snack trays for them, and the laughter was music to Regulus's ears after all the quiet he'd heard from Ali this summer.

Ali could feel the stares from those around them, most directed at Draco and her. She could see the disbelief every time Draco laughed or made a joke. This was the side of Draco that was rarely seen by others. An hour had passed before a chess match went on between Draco and Ali. Blaise sat to one side of Ali, and Theo was in the middle of her and Draco, watching the death match continue.

"What dare shall I have you do this time, Als" Draco taunted her while he moved his piece. It was an ongoing rule that when she and Draco played wizarding chess, the loser had to do a dare of the winner's choice. It was always a toss-up in who won, as both were incredibly good at the game.

"Don't think too hard; I wouldn't want to overwork that one brain cell of yours." Ali stuck her tongue out at Draco when she stole his knight.

Draco was about to reply when a shadow came over the top of the board. Looking up, there was the eldest two Weasley children and Fleur. Ali could see the hearts in Theo's eyes before she kicked him in the shin. "She's engaged, you idiot."

Bill and Charlie chuckled, "We saw you guys playing games and were curious if we could join you? I have my board and thought we could do a little tournament."

Charlie held up his chess board. The teens all nodded, and with a snap of his fingers, Charlie's board was all set up. Bill took one side of the board before looking at Theo. "You up for a challenge?"

Theo crawled to the opposite side of the small table. Bill made the first move, and the game commenced. Charlie and Fleur took seats around the rest of them and started trash-talking with them, too. Charlie was on Ali's side, whereas Fleur took Dracos. Regulus, Molly, and Narcissa looked around the corner and had smiles spread across their faces at the sight they saw. It wasn't the younger kids trying to get along with the others, but the eldest and Molly knew that her children all looked up to their brothers, so maybe there was hope in this crazy plan after all.

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isbreulla · 1 year

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SORTING

"Hmm... A Snape, what a surprise! I see a great future in you young lady, you take pleasure in learning new things, you don't seem afraid of the consequences. You would shine in Ravenclaw, but stubbornness seems to run in your blood. Ambition! You have plenty… It must be… SLYTHERIN." - The Sorting Hat

Our duo's first storyboard is among us. I always imagined Sarah as a mix between Ravenclaw and Slytherin, giving the hat a hard time. Slytherin would win in the end, of course. Severus is a doting father so of course he can't help but smile at his newest snake. Please tell me your thoughts about it!

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crystlizabeth · 1 year

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Snape going protective dad mode on a peer who was blaming his daughter for being ‘distracting’.

Severus Snape & Zhuri Snape

“Theres no need to make a big deal about it.”

Severus stopped turning to look at his daughter. Her dark eyes pleading not to make a scene of the situation.

“Remind me what professor Harlem said to you about your out of school clothing.” He said.

Zhuri looked away not because she was embarrassed but for the fact she let the man practically shame her for the body she grew into over the summer. She was 15 a developing young woman that quickly grew into her curves over the summer.

“That I was distracting, that what i was wearing was inappropriate..” she spoke annoyed her eyes looking away from her father.

“And what are you wearing.” His voice was softened. What Harlem said bothered the girl it made him crawl in his skin knowing a grown Man was letting his eyes wonder on her. His daughter a child.

“A long sleeve thats slightly tighter than most and some low rises.” She answered, The shirt only came up a little showing the width of two finger together but nothing more the jeans where you normal low rises with rhinestone pockets. “Thats why i don’t understand what his problem is im wearing what I normally would on a day off around here for christ sake!” She exclaimed, her hands hitting here sides in frustration.

“Exactly there is nothing wrong with what you’re wearing and him telling you that you’re distracting, disgust me. It shouldn’t be a bother to him for he is a grown man.” Severus spoke to his daughter, she new what he meant the new professor had been gazing at her in an inappropriate matter and telling her that it was her fault.

“I just don’t want to make a big deal out of it hes just some creep that needs to be removed from the school.” Zhuri said her voice filled with irritation, not because of her father wanting to go talk to the man but for the fact she let it happen her self. How the middle aged man blamed her for his inappropriate behavior.

“Exactly, and he will be. Now return to your dormitory i will deal with it from here.” He said reassuring Zhuri. She nodded turning around to walk back down ti the dungeon back to Slytherin dormitory. It hurt him watching how she crossed her arms around her body in a shameful matter hiding herself, as if she had to be ashamed of something she has no control over.

“Professor Harlem a word.” Severus voice spoke darkly as he entered the room.

A little drabble hope you like it it bit on the more sensitive topics lmk if you want more Zhuri!

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mrs-snape5984 · 1 month

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Aaaw! My 11 years old daughter Henriette drew another Sevy for me to cheer me up. He’s wearing an Easter bunny costume and “he’s a bit embarrassed about it, Mom!” (Quote from my daughter)

So, enjoy our beloved dungeon bat in this especially funny situation. 🖤🥹 Henriette begged me to share her drawing with my “Snape-Friends”. 🖤

#severus snape #i love severus #my daughter is so talented #fuck me/cfs

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midnightstar-90 · 2 years

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Can we have one where Severus survives the battle of Hogwarts but his daughter (the reader) gets injured and needs him

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Dad! Severus Snape x Daughter! Reader

Summary: After believing her father to be dead, Y/N goes to avenge him. What happens when alive?

Warnings: Mentions of character death, maybe just a little cursing.

A/N: It's springtime, so you know what that means. Finals! This took too long to write. I rewrote this 3 times. I changed the plot 3 times! I really hope y'all like this. I wanted to get it out by the end of the night.

“Y/N Snape!” Professor McGonagall yelled out.

My 11-year-old self stood tense, too nervous to move. I was surrounded by my future classmates. We all wore plain black robes, while the older kids sat at their House’s assigned tables, wearing their assigned house robes. I’ve sat through many Sorting Ceremonies, so why was I so nervous?

I look up towards my father. He wears a stern look on his face, but it’s directed towards someone else. I follow his sight to find Harry Potter seated with his fellow Gryffindors. I look the boy up and down, analyzing him. I knew very little about the scar headed boy, but I knew my father had some not-so-great things to say about his father.

I felt someone behind me give me a push. I look back behind me to see ‘Pugface’ Parkinson giving me a mean glare. “Go!” She said, waving me off like a peasant. I sent a glare back toward her as I slowly approached the chair with the Sorting Hat next to it. My 11-year-old self was met with Professor McGonagall holding the Sorting Hat in her hand. She gave me a slight nod, motioning for me to have a seat. I do as instructed and try to relax as the old hat is placed upon my head.

I can feel my father’s stare from the back of my head. Every student was turned to see which house the daughter of the “cruelest” teacher would receive.

“Hmmm. This is very difficult. Loyal to your father and many others like a true Hufflepuff. You hold much bravery like a Gryffindor. And you're smart and wise like a Ravenclaw. But I think that’s what makes you so clever and resourceful like a Slytherin. So, how about…”

Even though I knew which house I would receive, there was still a small part of me that was scared of getting a different house. I turned toward my father. He had shifted his face towards me. He looked at me like he was studying me. When I heard “Slytherin!” I was up on my toes. I smiled wide and hopped towards my seat at the Slytherin table next to Draco. My eyes shift back towards my father to see a slight smirk and a wink. I felt Draco pull me into a tight hug.

My entrance into Slytherin was amazing and one of the best days of my life. I was accepted by everyone in the house, and it wasn't because of my dad. Slytherins protected each other. Everyone could be what they wanted around each other, and they wouldn't be judged. At least, that was until Voldemort came back during my fourth year, and all Slytherins would be categorized as Death Eaters by all the other houses.

During my 5th year, Draco and I were recruited as Death Eaters. My father fought hard for me to keep my innocence, but his "loyalty" to the Dark Lord wasn't enough to save me or Draco. My father saw the fear in both of us, so he made an unbreakable vow to keep both of us safe during our mission, ordered by Voldemort.

The next year, the wizarding world would become a depressing place to live in. People are tortured by Voldemort's followers. Parents are scared to send their children to Hogwarts. Children, Forced away from their homes, as debt owed to the Dark Lord by their parents. The circumstances only got worse as the war progressed.

Now, the Battle of Hogwarts had begun, and I was all alone. I looked all over Hogwarts for my father. He had left me at home, to keep me safe, but I couldn't stand the idea of something bad happening to my father. I checked his classroom, Filch’s office, the Slytherin common room, anywhere I thought my father would be. My last stop was the Great Hall. The giant room was cleared of the enchanted ceiling and the mesmerizing furniture, and what had once been a place where everyone could be themselves and live out their wildest dreams, was now full of pain and death.

Students, parents, and teachers stood over loved ones, sobbing their hearts out. Children and Teenagers lay motionless on mats. Medical help from St. Mungo’s Hospital ran from cot to cot, mat to mat, trying to help and save the soldiers and survivors of the war. Soldiers of the war entered the room critically injured. Some were pale, and the only color that showed was the blood oozing out of their body.

All I saw were dead, injured, and grieving people. But I didn’t see my father anywhere.

“Y/N!” A familiar scar headed boy was running up to me with his friends following closely. Harry wore a look of concern, sadness, and guilt. I turned towards the boy, hoping he knew the whereabouts of my father, but his face worried me.

"Potter, whatever it is, it's gonna have to wait. Unless you know where my father is," I said hopefully. When they didn't speak, I shook them off and turned before walking away.

Harry ran in front of me, stopping my motions. “Y/N, that's what I wanted to talk to you about,” he was breathing heavily like he had just run a marathon without stopping. “Well, spit it out! Where is he?” My mind was running in circles, repeating the same phrase over and over. Please be okay. Please be okay. Please Be Okay. But the more I stared into Harry and his friend's eyes, the phrase started to change. Please Don't Be Dead. Please Don't Be Dead. Please. Don’t. Be DEAD.

“Ron, Hermione, and I followed your father to the boat house out by the docks,” Harry said, starting to sound less out of breath, but sadder. My eyes filled with tears at the scenarios that were running through my head. “He was with Voldemort. Your father gave Voldemort Dumbledore's wand, the Elder Wand. Voldemort then said that there was only one way to truly own the Elder Wand. Voldemort sent Nagini to attack him. She-she continued to attack him until his last breath… I am so sorry, Y/N," Harry explained. I felt my body become unable to stand. Harry leaned forward and quickly grabbed me before my body hit the floor. I felt like I had lost the ability to breathe. Harry rubbed my back smoothly, repeating the phrases, “I’m sorry” and “you don’t deserve this”.

It felt strange to be comforted by the boy I and all the other Slytherins would bully. We all knew that there would be a day when the title of "the chosen one" would actually be something. That one day, Voldemort would rise once again, and Harry would have to prove himself worthy of the title. But that didn't matter to us at the time. And now, here I was crying my eyes out in his arms.

I heard loud sobs coming from my left. I turned to see a group of redheads standing in a circle. A pair of legs could be seen from between the group's legs. “Ron, you too?” I asked through my tears.

“Yeah, my brother, Fred,” he looked down to not show the tears in his eyes. He must have really loved his brother. Maybe not as much as I did my dad, but he still cared for his brother. It crushed him to even look in that direction. “You should go while you have people to share your pain with, because trust me, going through it alone is terrible,” I said, giving Ron a sad smile. He reflected my smile and started over toward his family.

“Here. Your father said to give this to you,” Harry spoke, bringing my attention away from the Weasleys and onto him. I held my hand out, and he placed a vial of clear liquid. “The Pensieve in McGonagall’s office will be useful.” I immediately knew what the clear liquid was. My father’s tears.

“Now, I have to end this,” Harry said, turning to leave the Great Hall. I grabbed Harry’s arm, before he could leave, and turned him back towards me, “I’m coming with you.” He could tell that I was serious and that I wasn’t joking. And I wasn't I was willing to risk my life to avenge my father, and Harry knew that. “It’s not safe,” Harry argued. “He killed my father-” “And thousands of others, but only I can defeat him, and I can’t do that if I’m trying to keep you safe,” Harry cut me off. I was silent, allowing him to walk off.

My vision was filled with red. What Harry had told me about my father being dead continued to run through my head. The image of Nagini tearing through my father's flesh was hard to not think about.

I felt a dark presence run through my body as I slowly lifted my head, taking in my surroundings. Before anyone can notice, I left the Great Hall, following Harry out, and started on my quest to avenge my father.

Severus's POV

I laid still, remaining in the same position I laid in for the past 20 minutes. The pain seared through my body as I felt the blood ooze out of my body. It was surprising that I lasted this long. I groaned as I slowly moved to my side, pulling the wand from my side pocket.

"Vulnera Sanentur," I mumbled, trying my best to do the right wand movements. My wand hovered over my body as I felt some of the wounds healing on my body.

It took me a minute to get up. Just because my body was being healed, didn't mean that it didn't hurt. I held my side limping to the door of the boathouse. I opened the door, leaving the wooden building. I looked up at the sky to see a very cloudy day, luckily, no dark mark in the sky.

That’s when I felt a sting in my arm. I rolled up my sleeve slowly, still feeling the pain from the bites. I rolled up my sleeve to see the very mark that I had just wished wouldn’t appear in the sky. The snake on my arm started moving, causing my arm to burn. This could only mean that the Dark Lord was calling his Death Eaters. I gasped remembering I wasn’t the only Snape with the mark on their arm.

I tried to run towards the castle, knowing that my warning for my daughter to stay home and safe wouldn’t be carried out. But my efforts to save my daughter were stopped by another searing pain running through my body. I fell to the forest floor, groaning in pain.

There was only one thing I could do at this moment, and that was to call for help. I took my wand once more, and I pointed it up towards the sky. “Periculum!” I told my wand. A red light shot up into the sky. And I laid there on the ground, hoping someone would notice and would come to help me.

Y/N’s POV

I knew Harry would leave me so he could fight Voldemort, so I followed him into the woods. He stopped in a clearing and pulled out a golden snitch. From my line of sight, all that I could see was Harry pulling the tiny ball-like object to his face. He slowly pulled it away, and an object that I couldn’t recognize from where I was standing emerged from it.

I saw a small light hit my face, and I looked away from Harry to see a woman with Harry’s eyes, and a man with many of Harry’s facial features watching him. I could only guess that they were his parents. Professor Lupin and Sirius Black stood next to the couple. From my recollection of my father’s stories, the woman who had to have been Lily Potter, held her hand out for her son. Harry quickly walked towards her and tried to grab her hand. He was disappointed when his hand went right through hers. He instead looked at her in despair.

Harry held a short conversation with his family. But the conversation ended when Lily pointed in my direction, “Curious, just like her father, I see.”

Remus followed her line of sight, “Indeed, she is. But she is much braver than her father at her age. Doesn’t take anything from anyone. One of my brightest students.”

Harry turned, looking me right in the eyes. My eyes went big, and I ran. I ran away, not listening to the sounds of Harry calling my name. He knew what I was doing, and he wouldn’t continue on his mission if he knew I was following him. So, I ran farther into the woods.

A bright red light lit up the sky. I noticed the red light as an effect of the periculum spell. Someone’s alive, and they need help. I felt my arm start to sting. I looked down, seeing the snake move.

This was it. I could finally get the chance to kill the dark lord. But the person that needs help. I looked between where the red glow was and the scar on my hand. And after careful consideration, I decided to save the person first.

So, I ran as quick as I could towards where the light once was. I stopped on a hill, seeing the one person I had never thought I would see again. “Father!” I yelled, running towards him.

I help him up, holding him up with his arm around my shoulder. We slowly make our way to Hogwarts.

I gasp in pain as the mark burns more. “Y/N, are you okay?” my father asked, concerned.

“Yeah, it’s just the mark. I should be asking you that. Harry said you were dead,” I said.

“I thought I was too, but somehow I survived.”

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We made it to Hogwarts, and everyone was standing outside. The good guys stood with their backs facing Hogwarts, while the Death Eaters stood opposite them. I looked through the crowd of people near Hogwarts, and I notice everyone in my year, along with some older students and teachers. I even saw Draco sadly watching the group of Death Eaters crowd around us.

I was still holding my father up when I saw Voldemort and Nagini. I felt an anger rise in my chest. My arms were tense and my face was as red as a cherry. My father noticed, causing him to squeeze my hand in reassurance. “Don’t do anything you’ll regret later,” he told me. I take my father’s warning to heart and decide to stand there and watch the noseless man.

“Harry Potter is dead,” Voldemort started. For the second time today, I felt the oxygen leave my body. I looked down in guilt. I couldn’t help but wonder if I didn’t run, would Harry still be alive. If I wasn’t a coward, would we be standing here, listening to this man? Or would I have suffered the same fate as Harry? If I stayed, would I have gotten a second chance with my father?

Ginny ran towards the snake-like man, in tears. She screamed, as she ran towards him, but was pulled back by her father. “Silence,” Voldemort yelled, throwing a spell at the girl, as a warning.

“Stupid girl,” He started. “Harry Potter is dead, and from this day forth, you will put your faith in me.”

Voldemort turned away from the students and professors and turned toward his followers. “Harry Potter is dead,” he yelled once more, much louder than the first. The Death Eaters laughed manically. Voldemort joined in, spreading his arms and saying, “and now is the time to declare yourself.” Nobody moved. They only watched with tears in their eyes. “Come over and join us or die.” Everyone stayed quiet.

“Draco,” Lucius called out for his son. My father and I’s attention was turned towards the platinum white-haired boy. Draco looked over at me with a glint of sadness. I slowly shook my head, but his attention was moved when his mother called out his name. Draco looked around. I felt a tear drop down my cheek as Draco reluctantly moved toward his parents.

“Draco!” I yelled out, bringing everyone’s attention to me.

Voldemort looked at me with a disgusting smile. “Ah, Y/N Snape-” He was going to continue, but then he noticed who I was helping up. “I thought I killed you,” Voldemort said through his teeth.

“It’s gonna take a lot more than some snake bites if you want to kill the half-blood prince,” my father said confidently. I looked up at him with admiration.

“Well, it seems like I didn’t have to kill you anyway. The wand did its job, and-”

Harry’s lifeless body was now full of life as he sprung from Hagrid’s arms. He stood up and pulled his wand out, “Confringo!” The spell bounced off of the snake, making her angry. The snake angrily chases Harry as he runs through the courtyard.

While Nagini chases Harry, Voldemort turns towards my father and I. “It seems I was wrong about being wrong. You're holding me back and it’s time to pay. “Avada Kedavra,” he yells out. A green light shoots from his wand and towards us. Quickly, I yell out, “Protego!” I deflected the cure but that only made the dark lord more upset.

“Oh child, when will you learn that you can’t stop me? Crucio,” he yells out once more. Before I know it, pain rushes through my body. I let out an ear-curdling scream, and fall down. And that was when all hell broke loose. My father used all his strength to lift me up, and moved me away from the fight. I release one last breath before passing out in my father’s arms.

My eyes blink open to see a blurry grey ceiling, along with a glimpse of black. When my vision appears clear, I am able to see my father standing and watching over me. He just sat there, watching me. No emotion rode over his face, but I knew he was relieved.

“You were lucky to have survived. Voldemort was going easy on you,” he simply spoke.

“Is it over?” I asked.

“Yes, it has been for over a day. It seems that Mr. Potter has shown great Bravery, facing Voldemort with the Elder Wand.”

“But, Voldemort would have been powerless, because you were still alive.”

“Whether or not I lived or died, he still would have lost.”

“Why?”

“When will you learn, child, that I love you. And I would never do something to intentionally hurt you. The Elder wand received a new owner when Dumbledore was first disarmed. Not when he was killed,” My father explained.

“Draco,” I said, holding out the “o” in realization to his point. My father nodded.

“Are you okay? You were attacked by a giant snake,” I asked in concern.

“I am fine, but you on the other hand. I could have lost you. Don’t ever do something like that again,” He said sternly.”That fight was between Voldemort and I. Don’t ever insert yourself in something that dangerous ever again.”

I chuckled and said, “I can’t promise that.” I give my father a knowing look. He looks at me sternly, but his scorned look soon reveals itself as a knowing smirk. I smile big at the interaction.

“Come here,” my father says, pulling me into a hug. The was a slight pain from the circumstances, but the love for my father withdrew the pain. I gave a tight squeeze before moving towards his ear, “so, if you’re the half-blood prince, then who am I?” He chuckles and responds with, “You are my fierce, stubborn princess, who has deemed herself worthy to learn from the Half-Blood Prince.” I laugh, enjoying the good times I have with my father before it’s over. Because I knew that as soon as the war started, my life was going to get 10 times harder.

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