A/N: Okay, I know that I am skipping around on stories but this one was killing me, like 'Am I a Malfoy?' So, here we go! (Again)
Chapter 1
I live at Farstet Orphanage. I had lived here all my life, never leaving. They say my mom died when I was born and that my dad wasn't in her life. They found a note clutched in her hand when she died. I kept it. It said:
Ara,
I want nothing to do with you or your bastard child. As far as I am concerned she isn't mine.
Severus Snape
And here I am, Alondra Snape ten years old, and I never knew my father. I don't intend to meet him; I could care less if the man was dead.
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I was standing in front of my easel in my bedroom. I had been having dreams lately, dreams about a large castle called Hogwarts. I was drawing Hogwarts now. Then, I heard a knock at the door.
"Alondra? There's someone here to see you." came a voice of one of the women that ran the orphanage.
"Come in." I called, not turning away from the easel.
I heard the door open, then close, and then footsteps. I put down my paint brush and turned around. Standing in the middle of my bedroom was a tall man in robes with long silver hair. He had twinkling blue eyes and he was smiling.
"Hello Alondra. I am Professor Dumbledore." He said, bowing his head slightly.
"Hello Professor. Would you like a seat?" I asked, pulling out a chair from under my desk.
"No thank you, my dear." he said. "I have come to offer you a place at my school. It is a very unique school called-"
"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." I whispered. "I dreamt about it."
Dumbledore smiled. "I knew that you had the sight. You are a witch and you belong in our world. This saves me a lot of explaining. So, if you'll just pack your things, we'll be going. The orphanage already knows that you're leaving."
I was always one who never thought before I acted. So before I knew it, my things were packed, my easel was under my arm and I was walking away from the orphanage with a strange man that I didn't even know. When we were out of eyesight of the orphanage, the professor stopped.
"I think this is far enough." He said, pulling out what looked like a wand.
He pointed his wand at my bags and easel and they disappeared. Then, all of my courage disappeared and I wasn't quite so sure I had made the right decision. But before I could say anything, Professor Dumbledore grabbed my hand, held on tight and I felt like I was being sucked through a tube.