The Dungeon Bat's Kid
The Story of Lucinda Snape
By: Dominae Aqua
Message from the author: Hey, this the completely insane author here, given computer access from the warden to help curb my anger issues….I mean, hi! This is my first story for this-and any- site, so I am understandably excited. Blah blah blah, anyway! I am not nor have I ever been J. K. Rowling, so I obviously don't own anything from her books. I promise that I will put Harry Potter and friends back in the imaginary online toy box when I'm done, so don't lose your shit. Enjoy my wonderful and undoubtedly fantastic readers!
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Chapter one: The Letter
Damn. This is so thoroughly fucked up. I looked around the alley. How the hell did I go from 5-year-old girl with loving parents, even if Papa was a Death Eater, he didn't want to be one anymore anyway, but Dumbledore need him to spy on Voldemort, to a 17-year-old girl on a plastic crate in an alleyway? I snorted, it was pretty obvious, wasn't it? The story of my life. Papa had to disappear to protect Mum and me, lot of good that did, Bellatrix killed Mum anyway, didn't she? So, after moving to America when I was seven on my own, I came back ten years later to see what I could do in wizarding London. I sighed. Not a lot it seemed. All of a sudden a brown barn owl swooped down to sit on my knee. I noticed it was holding a letter. Ah, so it was a wizarding owl. Why would I get a letter? I took the letter and offered the owl one of my last stale biscuits. It looked at me reproachfully. "Sorry, It's all I've got. If you haven't noticed, I'm sitting on a plastic crate. It's not exactly a life of wealth I'm living here." The owl hooted and took the biscuit. "Wait here a second, so I can write back and send it back, okay?" It hooted again. I looked at the seal. Hogwarts. Didn't Papa work there? I opened the letter. It was a letter inviting me to Hogwarts. I took out my pen and a bit of parchment I had bummed off of a bartender in a wizarding tavern. I wrote back, say I was broke-ass poor, and need someone to come get me. I told them I knew a man named Severus Snape, and asked if he could come escort me around. "Okay, I'm done. Here." The owl stuck out it's leg and I attached the letter. It hooted again. "Take that to the Headmaster, okay?" It flew off. I sat back against the wall. Shouldn't be long now. Ten minutes later the owl came back and gave me another letter saying that Professor Snape would meet me tomorrow at the Leaky Caldron.
I can't wait to see you again, Papa.
Ooooh, I'm so excited! I can't wait to put out the next chapter! Sorry that was a bit short, it was really more of an intro chapter.