Sometimes, through time and space, the same story happens to two different
individuals. This is the case of Hally and Harry Potter. In another
dimension, in another life, Hally Potter lives the same adventures as Harry
Potter do.
Time had not been easy, thought 16-year-old Hally Potter. Since her birth, people tried to kill or hurt her in every way they could. Hally knew she was not very welcomed at the Dursley's. But this summer had been worst. After the lost of Sirius, Hally had tried to forget about him but found herself dreaming about his death every night. She woke up ,screaming, by the beating of her Uncle Vernon. Tonight, she bitterly thought, it would most likely be the same. She lightly touched her bruised ribs and her swollen ankle and started crying silently the night away.
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Albus Dumbledore sat at the back of his desk. A very severe looking Professor Snape sitting in front of him. A tinge of anxiety showed in his eyes, but that "damn" twinkle made it invisible to a stranger's eye. The man most likely had something weird to ask Severus Snape, and it most likely had to do with that damn-girl-who-bloody-lived.
"Severus, I talked with Arabella Figg earlier today, she told me that she hasn't seen Hally for over a week. I was."
"NO! No way! I'm not going to Surrey to check on that spoiled kid. I see right through you Albus! I'm NOT going!"
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"Damn twinkle! Bloody headmaster!" thought Severus Snape as he sat on the Knight Bus, en route for Surrey. "I hate suburbs. All those neat little houses, they're all the same, full of problemless parents biding their even- more-problemless children good night. And most of all, I hate Surrey and Privet Drive, and Hally Potter, whom lived while others died."
He got down to the sidewalk, smack in front of number 4 Privet Drive, and walked to the door. He got out his wand and murmured the unlocking spell.
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"Potter! Will you EVER shut up? What will I need to do? I yelled at you, I beat the shit out of you! Now? Tell me, what do I do? I'm afraid there's only one thing left! I'll have to rape you! C'mon Potter! Don't tell me you don't want it! You've been bringing me here every night for the passed week with your screaming! Wanna scream? Scream for something."
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Hally sat on her bed. Her clothes were scattered around her, in limbs. Her body, the only thing that she had to herself had been violated, taken away from her.
The door opened silently, noiselessly even. Holding her only sheet to cover herself, she raised the other arm in front of her face and folded her legs to make herself as small as possible.
"Potter, what are you doing? For Merlin's sake what's happened to you?"
Dumbfounded, and weak from the blood lost from the passed week, she passed out, as her professor understood what had happened earlier as he had tried to open the door.
Time had not been easy, thought 16-year-old Hally Potter. Since her birth, people tried to kill or hurt her in every way they could. Hally knew she was not very welcomed at the Dursley's. But this summer had been worst. After the lost of Sirius, Hally had tried to forget about him but found herself dreaming about his death every night. She woke up ,screaming, by the beating of her Uncle Vernon. Tonight, she bitterly thought, it would most likely be the same. She lightly touched her bruised ribs and her swollen ankle and started crying silently the night away.
...................................
Albus Dumbledore sat at the back of his desk. A very severe looking Professor Snape sitting in front of him. A tinge of anxiety showed in his eyes, but that "damn" twinkle made it invisible to a stranger's eye. The man most likely had something weird to ask Severus Snape, and it most likely had to do with that damn-girl-who-bloody-lived.
"Severus, I talked with Arabella Figg earlier today, she told me that she hasn't seen Hally for over a week. I was."
"NO! No way! I'm not going to Surrey to check on that spoiled kid. I see right through you Albus! I'm NOT going!"
....................................
"Damn twinkle! Bloody headmaster!" thought Severus Snape as he sat on the Knight Bus, en route for Surrey. "I hate suburbs. All those neat little houses, they're all the same, full of problemless parents biding their even- more-problemless children good night. And most of all, I hate Surrey and Privet Drive, and Hally Potter, whom lived while others died."
He got down to the sidewalk, smack in front of number 4 Privet Drive, and walked to the door. He got out his wand and murmured the unlocking spell.
....................................
"Potter! Will you EVER shut up? What will I need to do? I yelled at you, I beat the shit out of you! Now? Tell me, what do I do? I'm afraid there's only one thing left! I'll have to rape you! C'mon Potter! Don't tell me you don't want it! You've been bringing me here every night for the passed week with your screaming! Wanna scream? Scream for something."
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Hally sat on her bed. Her clothes were scattered around her, in limbs. Her body, the only thing that she had to herself had been violated, taken away from her.
The door opened silently, noiselessly even. Holding her only sheet to cover herself, she raised the other arm in front of her face and folded her legs to make herself as small as possible.
"Potter, what are you doing? For Merlin's sake what's happened to you?"
Dumbfounded, and weak from the blood lost from the passed week, she passed out, as her professor understood what had happened earlier as he had tried to open the door.