This story takes place with the next generation of Potters and Weasleys. Harry, Ginny, Hermione, etc... will be in the story but not as main characters. They will revolve around the younger children i.e. Hugo Weasley, Lily Potter and many characters that are of my invention.
Disclaimer: Well, suffice to say, any characters you recognize are not owned by me. Any characters that are new to you are owned by me. Also, I am not profiting off of any of my writing as that would be illegal.
Author's Note: If you didn't see in the summary, this fic will include nonconsensual discipline spankings between adults and children.
Also, this fic was written purely because I have nothing else to do with my time and it is my, for lack of better word, fantasy. It will be written how I play it out in my head. However, I am still in school therefore I cannot update as often as some of you might want me to. If this story offends you in any way or somehow annoys you, you can always stop reading and go to a different story because I will not change it. It is my story... not yours. I will accept any plot suggestions as to how you think it should play out in later chapters. Congratulations if your suggestion makes the cut and expect acknowledgements because of it.
As far as background, I'd like my readers to know that I am not British in any way so if the language amongst the students doesn't fit a Brit, you may tell me so. My main character is named the way she is named because as of right now, that is my favorite name. I will not change her name. But my favorite names do change often. Shiloh speaks with an American accent and her background will be explained soon. If, at certain areas, the story seems a little much... again, you may stop reading at any time. Now, sit back and let your imagination soar.
"So, what's your name?" Lily asked looking inquiringly at the girl standing behind her, Hugo and Max.
"Does it matter what my name is?" the young girl answered not warmly though not coldly, either.
"Bloody Hell, she was only asking for your name. It's not like she was asking you to kiss her or something. Do you even know who she is? She's Lily Potter. She's the daughter of Harry Potter." Max said dramatically but if he was expecting an equally dramatic response, he was sadly disappointed.
"Who cares who she is? But… my name's Shiloh." Shiloh answered simply.
"You're American, right? I can tell by your accent." Hugo suddenly piped up.
"Yes, I was born in America." Shiloh explained then frowned at Hugo but the red haired boy didn't notice as he was called up to the Sorting Hat and sorted into Gryffindor. 'James, Maximillian' was called next. Another Gryffindor.
"Potter, Lily." McGonagall called out and a hush went through the Great Hall. Shiloh noticed Lily hesitantly make her way up to the front of the Great Hall and put the Sorting Hat on his head. She also noticed that the Hat was taking longer than usual. She didn't get the fascination with the Potter family. It was like they were celebrities in the Wizarding world. An equivalent to Brad Pitt's family or something of the sort.
"GRYFFINDOR!" the Sorting Hat called out and immediately the Gryffindor table erupted into roaring cheers.
After the Gryffindors finally stopped cheering and the Great Hall finally settled down, McGonagall called out the rest of the 1st years. Shiloh was last. "Riddle, Shiloh." McGonagall called out and while the Great Hall continued to chatter, every professor suddenly quieted down and turned towards the 10 year old. She had been granted special permission to attend Hogwarts as her birthday wasn't until November.
Shiloh walked up and sat on the chair, smirking when the Sorting Hat spoke to her.
Ms. Riddle, what was the point of even putting me on your head? You, a descendent of Salazar Slytherin, himself, and your father, the last to utilize the Chamber of Secrets. You are an heir of Slytherin, yourself. However, you do have the sharp intelligence of a Ravenclaw and bravery fit for a Gryffindor. Hard work, tolerance and fair play don't seem to even be in your vocabulary, however. You would not do well in Hufflepuff. Not well, at all.
"What's the hold up? Sort me into Slytherin already." Shiloh hissed to the hat. The time the Hat was taking to sort Shiloh was drawing the attention of the other students as well as the professors. They thought it would've taken the Hat less time to sort her than Garrett Lestrange who had been sorted into Slytherin before the hat had even touched his head.
Patience, Ms. Riddle. It's not common that I get to speak to a descendent of the Founders, anymore. Did you know that one of the descendents of Rowena Ravenclaw had ended up in Slytherin? It was quite a shock to him as well as me but he eventually became one of your father's Death Eaters from what I've heard in Headmaster Dumbledore's office.
"That recently? I thought you haven't seen a descendent of one of the Founder's in quite a while." Shiloh questioned, raising an eyebrow.
Suspicious like your ancestor. Ryan Ravenclaw was from over 65 years ago. I've also heard your father murdered him with the Killing Curse. I know that you know you are the descendent of Salazar Slytherin but did you know that you are also the descendent of Godric Gryffindor? I can sense it in you. My master's essence. What a dilemma. Who is your mother? How did the most evil man in the planet manage to have a child with a descendent of Gryffindor? They had been best friends before but that was a long time ago. Salazar left hating everybody.
Shiloh frowned in thought. She hadn't known that her mother was a descendent of Godric Gryffindor and she sure didn't want to be sorted into that house. It wouldn't make her dad happy and if anything, Shiloh liked pleasing her father even if the only prize she received in return was a slight sense of pride mentally. "Rape." Shiloh answered startling the hat for a second. She knew that much about her parents' relationship. She also knew her mother was being held somewhere until the woman promised allegiance with her father. Lord Voldemort was callous around his child and informed her of things bluntly. "My mom's name was Phoebe. Phoebe Beauchamp. But that's all my father told me." Shiloh said and as she was sitting with her back to the professors, she didn't see Dumbledore's look of surprise. It was only there for a second, however.
Voldemort felt strange around his daughter and didn't like the strange feelings Shiloh seemed to bring out him so he avoided the child as much as he could. He had used the Cruciatus curse on her once for being sympathetic to a Muggle-born child but her crying had brought the feeling back two-fold and he never used it on her again. He had minions to dote on her but he wanted his daughter to grow up strong, powerful and independent. He wanted the name Shiloh Riddle to bring as much fear into peoples' hearts as his name did. Having a child with one of the last remaining descendents of Godric Gryffindor did make sense in an odd twisted way, though. Her mother had been the most intelligent and powerful witch of her year. Bedding Phoebe Beauchamp only to have what he thought to be the perfect magically genetic heir was something only Lord Voldemort would do.
"Sort her, already, please. You may converse later, if you wish." Dumbledore quickly whispered to the Hat.
"Oh, very well," the Hat pouted. "SLYTHERIN!" he exclaimed making Shiloh smirk in approval then walk off towards the Slytherin table.
McGonagall immediately turned to Dumbledore with a look of alarm. "Did you hear what the Hat spoke of?" McGonagall questioned.
"Yes, Minerva. Shiloh Riddle is not only Tom's daughter but Phoebe's, as well. I did not know that Phoebe was a descendent of Godric Gryffindor. If anything, I thought the hat had sorted her wrong when he placed her in Gryffindor. Her wit and intelligence was of nearly Rowena Ravenclaw level." Dumbledore answered then turned back to the crowd to give the yearly speech.
"I knew it. I knew that girl was going to end up in Slytherin." Max yelled over the uproar to the Weasley family.
"Why? She looked okay to me." Albus commented from his spot next to Rose and Louis.
"You should've heard her speak to Lily when all Lily did was ask for her name. A rude girl." Hugo piped in.
Shiloh decided to sit by herself and ignore any Slytherin that tried to speak to her not that a lot did. Slytherins were well known for their tight cliques and keeping within those cliques and sabotaging others. She had retreated so far into her own world that she hadn't even noticed when Dumbledore eventually dismissed the students. "Shiloh Riddle?" Dumbledore called softly and immediately Shiloh turned her icy blue-grey eyes towards the Headmaster.
"Yes, Headmaster?" Shiloh answered, standing up and looking as poised as a young princess.
"The other students have left, already. Why have you stayed behind?" Dumbledore asked and Shiloh shrugged. "I will escort you." Dumbledore said with bright, twinkling eyes then, true to his word, led the young blonde to the Slytherin common room.
Shiloh blinked in surprise at seeing Snape standing by the entrance to the common room. "Severus?" Shiloh questioned in an extremely youthful tone. Snape and a few others had been specifically designated by Voldemort to be Shiloh's 'nanny' for lack of better word.
"Shiloh. I had heard your name called but I didn't quite believe it." Snape said walking over and instead of looking down at her with his nose upturned, he actually lowered his head to look at the Dark Lord's daughter. Voldemort didn't act as if he cared the least bit about his child but if he decided you had looked at her wrong, you would be dead.
"I see you have a relationship, Ms. Riddle but here, you will address him as Professor Snape." Dumbledore said in a kind tone.
"Oh, okay." Shiloh answered then turned to Snape.
"I will leave her under your care now, Severus. Take care." Dumbledore said with a smile. He then sauntered off while humming a jaunty tune.
Snape waited until Dumbledore was out of earshot before turning to the child who was once more in his care. Despite all effort, he had grown somewhat fond of the child remembering Shiloh's untainted fondness of him. He and Jack Ackland had assumed the role of 'father' for the child since birth unless Lord Voldemort was in the room. Then they were just caretakers and he was 'father' and that was that.
"Severus, I missed you." Shiloh informed hugging him around the waist. "Father said that you didn't get to come back this summer 'cause you were doing work for him. Jack, Scarlet and Claire got meaner." Shiloh said pouting up at the man. She only ever revealed her true childish nature around her four caretakers. Voldemort had informed her that behavior like that in front of anyone was unbecoming of a Princess of the Dark. However, he let it go occasionally when she slipped up in front of him. After all, Shiloh was his only child and a daughter at that.
Snape quickly removed her arms and looked around before leading her into the office. He didn't want anybody in Hogwarts to see his different personalities. "How did they get meaner?" Snape asked as Shiloh sat beside him.
"Jack and Scarlet, they punish me more for almost no reason! You know in August? Right before I went to Hogwarts? I got grounded for the whole month AND I got spanked twice that month! Just for swearing. Only you used to get mad at me for that. But I called Daddy, I mean Father, dumb in front of him and he never uses the Cruciatus curse on me anymore so he told Scarlet to punish me severely since he only uses curses as punishment and doesn't know anything else and said that I wasn't allowed to swear at all for the next decade. But I think he was exaggerating." Shiloh hoped.
"Now you know why I never approved of your swearing." Snape answered simply drawing an eye roll from the child. "And just because we are in Hogwarts doesn't mean your rules change. If I hear of you breaking your rules at Hogwarts, same punishments apply." Snape informed.
"How are you gonna ground me at Hogwarts, Severus? I have to go to class and eat and stuff. How do you know I won't just sneak off?" she asked.
"Because unless you enjoy the talks my hand and the occasional ruler have with your bottom, you'll behave." Snape answered simply making Shiloh blanch. "Now go to bed. Classes will begin tomorrow and you do not want to be late." Snape informed then sent the 10 year old on her way.
The next morning, as the rest of the Slytherin 1st year girls prepared, Shiloh decided to sleep in. "Shiloh? It's breakfast time. We're getting our schedules this morning." Victoria Gersten informed, raising an eyebrow at her sleeping peer.
"You go first. I'll be down later." Shiloh grumbled from under her blankets. Victoria turned to Megan, who shrugged, then the two left the slumbering girl.
2 hours later at 9 o'clock, Shiloh Riddle was still sleeping in her bed and didn't notice her House Head come into her room not looking amused in the least. Snape threw the covers down and muttered Aguamenti splashing Shiloh with water and making her jump from her bed. "Severus! What the fuck did you do that for?" Shiloh demanded angrily and immediately regret the swear word when Snape lifted her up and over his lap. "No, wait, I'm sorry, Severus!"
Snape ignored his charge's words and gave her half a dozen well-applied and well-deserved smacks then stood her up. "What happened to waking up for breakfast and going to class on time? Your first class, double Charms has already started." Snape informed.
Shiloh quickly wiped away her tears and turned her slightly reddened eyes towards Snape. "I'm sorry, Severus, I just wanted to sleep. Father always let me do whatever I want. Can I have my schedule?" Shiloh asked holding her hand out towards Snape which amused him.
He raised an eyebrow at the blonde. "How do you know I have your schedule? What if it's with the Headmaster?" Snape questioned.
"It's not!" Shiloh exclaimed indignantly then turned to Snape, puzzled. "How come I know it's not?" Shiloh asked.
"Legilimency, my dear. You have your father's talent for both Legilimency and Occlumency. I still had to allow you into my mind, however. We'll work on strengthening that. Your father will be pleased you have inherited his skill in the subject." Snape said making Shiloh grin.
"I thought it was weird that I could understand your thoughts since I usually can't. Now I know it's 'cause you let me." Shiloh commented.
"Now, get dressed. I will take you to Professor Flitwick's class." Snape said.
"Alright." Shiloh said with a shrug and quickly got dressed and brushed her teeth. She ran her hand through her hair a couple times then returned in front of Snape with a look of innocence. "Guess what, Severus? Daddy taught me how to use my magic so I can move things with my mind or channel my… inmate… power… I'm not sure if that's what he said, through my hands. Watch this." Shiloh exclaimed happily. She gestured with two fingers at her wand in a 'come-hither' motion and immediately the wand flew into her hand.
"The Dark Lord did?" Snape asked in surprise. Lord Voldemort had actually spent time with his daughter?
"Yeah. He hit me a couple times when I did it wrong, though. He only hit too hard and made me cry once. And he let me give him a hug afterwards. But only after everyone left. I'm not allowed to give him hugs or kisses or anything when people are around." Shiloh informed.
"Get to class." Snape decided to reply once they reached Flitwick's classroom. He didn't know what to say when Shiloh spoke of Voldemort's extremely rare soft moments around his child.
"Okay. Bye Severus." Shiloh answered then rushed into the classroom.
"Ms. Riddle. A little late, are we?" Flitwick squeaked out. "We're working on our Levitation charms. Take a seat. You can ask the person next to you as to what the spell is and its exact pronunciation." Flitwick informed then turned back to his paper.
Shiloh eventually took a seat between Victoria and Garrett, turning to Victoria and quickly going through her mind. Biting her lip, she pulled out her wand. "Wingardium Leviosa," she heard someone from behind her enunciate and then she heard giddy compliments from the squeaky voiced professor. Turning around, she noticed Hugo Weasley with his wand in the air and rolled her eyes.
"The son of Hermione Granger? Well, no wonder! Your mother was one of the sharpest minds in her year! 10 points for Gryffindor!" Flitwick announced.
Victoria and Garrett, another 1st year Slytherin, sneered at Hugo, obviously not impressed. Shiloh grinned and turned to Victoria. "Vic, watch this." Shiloh said and pointed her wand at the feather. "Confringo." Shiloh whispered and immediately an orange jet of magic shot out of her wand and at the feather making the feather explode and fall back down in ashes. Shiloh, Victoria, Garrett and all other Slytherins smirked.
"Who did that?" Hugo immediately demanded turning towards the direction from where the jet of magic had appeared. "Shiloh?" Hugo questioned. Flitwick had already returned to his desk to finish his lesson plans for the day and hadn't noticed the sudden jet of magic.
"Wasn't me." Shiloh said with a grin.
"You Americans are all disgusting liars." Alfie spat, handing his extra feather to Hugo who thanked him quietly. Alfie Butler was a through and through English boy. Strangely, he absolutely despised Americans unless, of course, they were not Slytherin Americans.
Shiloh mimicked him as he spoke making Slytherins smirk but Gryffindors glare. "Hey, don't bunch me with her! I don't like being grouped with disgusting, ill-mannered Slytherins." Jasmine exclaimed in protest. She was also one of the few Americans attending Hogwarts.
"What kind of self-respecting American says ill-mannered? And we're not the disgusting ones. We don't have Mudbloods like Charlotte in our House." Shiloh spat and immediately gasps and dropped jaws appeared around the room. Even a few Slytherins were surprised at her vulgar language.
"You take that back!" Charlotte exclaimed, jumping up from her chair. She was close to tears.
"Why don't you make me?" Shiloh asked, a smirk playing at her lips.
"I-I don't know any spells." Charlotte said softly so Hugo quickly stood back up.
"I do. My mum was teaching me a couple spells before Hogwarts. Expelliarmus!" Hugo exclaimed, pointing his wand at Shiloh.
Shiloh was surprised by the sudden disarmament of her wand that all she could do was blink for a second. She immediately jumped out of her chair with fury in her eyes and retrieved the wand by holding her hand out and the wand flying back into her hand. Witches and wizards from Gryffindor and Slytherin, alike, were surprised by her nonverbal magic. "Incarcerous." Shiloh said calmly and suddenly ropes shot out of her wand and tied Hugo up.
"How dare you do that to my cousin!" Lily exclaimed raising her own wand. Shiloh rolled her eyes and summoned it with a wave of her hand. "How did you do that?" Lily immediately demanded angrily as her wand flew out of her hand.
"Magic, Potter. Unlike you, my parents were smart and powerful. And as for you, you filthy Mudblood, you don't deserve to go to Hogwarts." Shiloh snarled turning towards Charlotte and drawing circles in the air with her wand producing some sort of blue magic.
"Expelliarmus!" Flitwick's sudden squeaky voice sounded and Shiloh's wand flew into his hand. Everyone immediately turned towards him and there was a look of horror on Shiloh's face. She had forgotten about the professor. Severus wouldn't be happy. Both he and her father valued knowledge and getting expelled was not a good way to make her father or Severus happy. "50 points from Slytherin and Ms. Riddle, we will most definitely be having a conversation with Professor Snape about this." Flitwick informed angrily.
"Oh, fuck," was the only thing she managed to utter as Flitwick levitated her wand back to her. Shiloh, tired of the slow levitation, immediately made it zoom back into her hands surprising Flitwick. "I'm sorry, Professor Flitwick. Hugo attacked me first, though." Shiloh immediately argued with an innocent expression. "Finite Incantatem." Shiloh muttered, pointing her wand at Hugo. The ropes disappeared into her wand.
"Don't take me for a fool, Ms. Riddle. I heard you calling that poor dear a… a 'Mudblood'. That is not vocabulary fit for a Hogwarts student least of all a young lady. You should be ashamed of yourself." Flitwick exclaimed.
"I'm sorry, Professor, I really am. I guess living with my father rubbed off on me more than I thought." Shiloh said with as pathetic an expression she could muster. She grinned on the inside when she noticed Flitwick's features soften.
"Very well. Maybe we can handle it by ourselves, can't we? Mr. Weasley, Ms. Potter and Ms. Riddle, if you three would kindly stay after for a couple minutes after class. In fact, Ms. Foster, I believe you will be receiving an apology after class so stay, as well." Flitwick said. "Go back to the Levitation Charm and Levitation Charm only! No other magic, Mr. Weasley… Ms. Riddle." Flitwick warned. "And give Ms. Potter her wand back." Flitwick ordered.
"Yes, Professor." Shiloh dutifully replied.
However, when Flitwick turned back around, Shiloh smirked darkly at Lily and held the wand up. When she let go of it, however, it stayed levitating in the air. "Go." Shiloh whispered and the wand shot quickly at Lily who ducked.
"You inconsiderate brute!" Lily hissed in anger pulling her wand out of the wall where it had lodged itself surprisingly without harm.
"Me? A brute? Nah." Shiloh laughed turning back to the feather.
"Can you believe her? I can't believe she managed to con herself out of trouble!" Lily exclaimed.
Shiloh shot Hugo and Lily an innocent grin then placed her wand on the table, levitating the feather with her hand, directing its motions with her index finger. She noticed Hugo still staring at her and flipped him off while mouthing 'Mudblood' at him. As his own mother was Muggle-born, he took that insult particularly severely. Shiloh Riddle was pissing him off more than ever. "Hey, Mudblood." Shiloh hissed in Charlotte's direction, a wide grin directed at Hugo, however, on her face.
Fury burned inside him until he suddenly shot up and yelled, "Densaugeo!"
"Hugo, no!" Lily exclaimed when she noticed her cousin raise his wand. This would only end badly. Shiloh Riddle seemed skilled in curses, hexes and charms.
"Protego." Shiloh immediately answered, the spell rebounding and hitting the wall harmlessly. "Cruci…" Shiloh started until she realized that using it in front of other people might land her in Azkaban. Luckily, only Hugo had heard her start the spell but had no idea about it as he wasn't the child of the Dark Lord. Shiloh bit her lip in thought and quickly settled on, "Serpensortia."
A snake shot out of her wand and right onto Hugo making him yell out in terror. However, it was of no use because Shiloh had quickly hissed an order at it to bite Hugo in Parseltongue, which it quickly obeyed and quite happily, too. "Argh! Get it off me! Bloody Hell!" Hugo roared.
Flitwick quickly aimed his wand at the snake and made it disappear. "That is enough! Mr. Weasley! Ms. Riddle, with me! Class is dismissed!" Flitwick squeaked angrily and Hugo, clutching at his arm, quickly followed behind him. They heard him muttering about despicable behavior and detention for the rest of their life or something of the sort as they followed Flitwick to the Hospital Wing where Madame Pomfrey quickly rushed Hugo in and quickly treated his mild snake bite. "With me!" Flitwick exclaimed, still angry, after Hugo's wounds were healed.
The two were eventually led straight into Dumbledore's office where McGonagall and Snape were already waiting for their wayward young charges. "This is all your fault." Shiloh hissed at Hugo who, again, looked at her in disbelief and indignation.
"What seems to be the problem, Filius?" Dumbledore asked.
"These two were caught, more than once, I might say, trying to curse each other. I have had enough. They are not to return until their behavior vastly improves." Flitwick exclaimed making both Shiloh and Hugo's jaw drop.
"What curses?" Dumbledore continued to question calmly.
"Mr. Weasley used the Disarming Spell then tried to use the Densaugeo Hex on Ms. Riddle while Ms. Riddle here used the Shield Charm to reflect the Densaugeo then summoned a snake on Mr. Weasley!" Flitwick exclaimed indignantly.
"Thank you, Filius. You may leave. We will deal with these students accordingly." Dumbledore said.
"Thank you, Headmaster." Flitwick answered and nodded in respect then left.
"The first day of class and you two have managed to get yourselves into a year's worth of trouble. What happened?" Dumbledore questioned. Shiloh and Hugo glanced at each other then immediately the two shot into an undecipherable babble of what seemed to be the explanation that Dumbledore had asked for. "Silence!" Dumbledore exclaimed and the two shut their mouths. "Ms. Riddle, you may start." Dumbledore informed.
"Well, sir, Hugo attacked me first. I was just defending myself." Shiloh informed and technically, it wasn't a lie.
"She called Charlotte a… a… Mudblood!" Hugo managed to grind out making Shiloh's eyes widen. She didn't think he would say it. She could almost feel Snape turn sharply towards her with a look of anger. "I was trying to teach her a lesson!" Hugo exclaimed.
"That may very well be true, Mr. Weasley, but that is not up to you. Mudblood is a filthy word but it is just that, a word. You attacked her first but I do believe she carried the fight onwards. What makes you think, Ms. Riddle, that using that word is okay at Hogwarts?" Dumbledore demanded sternly.
"Well, I always heard Daddy… Father say it when he talked about them. He never just called them Muggle-borns." Shiloh answered. Both Dumbledore and McGonagall turned to her sympathetically but Snape knew she knew better. "Bella and Avery brought back a Muggle-born once when I was younger. I think I was 7. They took his son, too and threatened to torture the kid to death to make his dad talk." Shiloh started but was suddenly stopped.
"Hugo…" Dumbledore spoke up and the young Weasley turned to the man. "What you hear in this office must stay within these walls. It is of utmost importance. Any leak of this information can end with disaster." Dumbledore spoke. Hugo immediately nodded. Of all people in the world, he was probably the best person to talk to when one needed someone to keep a secret. "Thank you. Carry on, Ms. Riddle." Dumbledore said, nodding.
"Okay, well, Alice and Hannah were told to keep an eye on the kid and since they were my… caretakers, they took me along with them. I was only 7 and the kid was about 9 and we were bored because Alice and Hannah were just watching Dad torture the kid's father through the window so I played with him. We were playing Aurors and Death Eaters. I was the Death Eater and he was the Auror. When Daddy came to retrieve him as punishment for his father not giving him the information they needed, he caught us playing and got really mad. He used the Cruciatus Curse on me and killed Alice and Hannah for letting me play with him." Shiloh informed drawing a gasp of horror from both Hugo and McGonagall. Even Dumbledore and Snape looked surprise.
"Your father used an Unforgivable Curse ON you?" Hugo asked, wide-eyed. Maybe that was why she was such an angry person.
"Yeah, but he didn't mean to. At least, I don't think he meant to. He was sorry afterwards. He let me read his mind about that." Shiloh informed.
"He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named used the Cruciatus Curse on his own daughter? At 7 years of age?" McGonagall breathed unbelievably.
"What?! You're You-Know-Who's daughter?! No wonder you know all those spells! You're the Princess of Darkness!" Hugo exclaimed.
"Well, that's more than enough for today. 100 points from both Gryffindor and Slytherin and any other punishments will be further explored by the Heads of your Houses." Dumbledore said knowing exactly how Snape was going to handle Shiloh's punishment. "And Hugo, remember… it's a secret." Dumbledore reminded.
Ever since Snape had, in a moment of embarrassment and anger, called Lily Evans a Mudblood and caused their friendship to waver, he had especially despised that particular word.
McGonagall walked off with Hugo's ear in tow while Snape just led Shiloh back to his office swiftly. "Severus, I know you told me to never use that word but it just slipped out. I mean, Charlotte and Hugo were being stupid Gryffindors and it just pissed me off with them acting so high and mighty as if my being American had anything to do with intelligence or skill. I know what you're going to do, Severus! Please, don't!" Shiloh exclaimed.
"We've discussed that vulgar word and agreed you were to never use it again. However, with your father as the Dark Lord, I can't really stop you from saying it. But I know you almost used the Cruciatus Curse. That will not be dismissed and that is the reason you are receiving this punishment." Snape informed.
"But I didn't. I didn't, Severus! I stopped myself!" Shiloh continued to argue, taking a couple steps back when Snape reached for her.
"You will learn that at Hogwarts the Cruciatus Curse is not to be an instinctive curse to call upon when one is angered." Snape answered simply and had her over his lap before she knew what had happened. Of course, it had happened with the help of his wand and a nonverbal spell.
"But Severus… Severus, don't! You can't!" Shiloh finally exclaimed in desperation.
"Is that so?" Snape questioned, raising an eyebrow. He didn't hear her words after his question because at that point, he brought his hand down on her backside drawing a yelp. He knew she wouldn't finish her last thought or even remember it after her punishment.
"Severus!" Shiloh whined through tears as Snape continued smacking her. "It hurts!" Shiloh exclaimed desperately. "Okay! Okay, I'm sorry, Severus! I'm sorry! I will never ever even think about the Unforgivable Curses at school. I promise!" Shiloh sobbed and only then did Snape let her back up.
"I will know if you do." Snape said simply but allowed Shiloh to cry into his robes for a few more minutes, holding her carefully in his lap.
"Severus, Father said that when I finish my 1st year, he's going to teach me ways to push the boundaries of magic. Like how to make spells like you have!" Shiloh spoke after regaining her composure relatively quickly. However, she was still rubbing at her bottom. "He knows I inherited his power of Telekinesis. Bella and Nott tried to teach me the Killing Curse but Father didn't let them. He said I'm not allowed, yet." Shiloh informed, walking around his office and scrutinizing potion ingredients closely.
Snape knew that it wasn't by morals and ethics that Lord Voldemort didn't want his child learning the Killing Curse. It was more of the matter that he didn't want her more powerful than him. He didn't want to give her the ability to attack him and succeed. Although he still considered himself the strongest sorcerer of all time, Shiloh's genealogy was definitely not something to be laughed at. As a descendent of both Salazar Slytherin and Godric Gryffindor, Shiloh had stronger innate magic than her father. It was only the matter of having the ability to tap into the immense core of it that kept Shiloh Riddle from unimaginable power. And although Shiloh had her mother's love (and some might argue her father's), there was always a sense of hesitation Phoebe felt around Shiloh as the child was the product of forcible impregnation by the most evil being in the world; a man Phoebe had been taught to despise.
"Well, I believe your second class has already begun. Double Transfiguration. Go on." Snape shooed.
"Okay. Bye Severus." Shiloh said and gave him a short hug then ran off.