Author note: This story, originally called "Nobody's home" Has been re written again; hopefully you will enjoy it much more than my other stories. Note; this story makes no sense to begin with, but it will get there, it just needs to slowly unravel.
Ps: anyone want to beta?
Chapter 1
It was 9am, and the first day of the winter holidays at the wizarding school of Hogwarts. The entire place was unusually quiet, as the pupils had almost all left, and those that did stay, would favour long lie ins and trips to the local wizarding villages and playing quiddich rather than roaming the corridors. However most of the pupils that stayed were warned very strongly against leaving the grounds, as it was dangerous. Peeves the poltergeist occasionally swooped down to ink pellet Argus Filtch, the grumpy caretaker, and his filthy cat Mrs Norris. Apart from that there was rarely any sign of life in the castle.
The students, well most of them anyway, had been sent home to spend Christmas with their family's. Or what was left of them after all, the war had started a couple of months ago, many of the students had lost family members, even some of the teachers hadn't turned up for work this year, either to afraid to come to Hogwarts, or we're feared murdered. These were sad, sad and dangerous times.
By evening time, The castle was calm finally, Eventually, due to lack of pupils and staff to torment, Peeves the poltergeist had retired to the dungeons. Even Argus Filtch, the moody caretaker, was sitting in the great hall unable to find fault with anything occasionally petting Mrs Norris, who was definitely the most flea eaten cat Hogwarts had ever seen. All was calm, apart from the head teacher's office where a full scale argument was raging.
Severus Snape, Resident potions professor and Double agent, was pacing around Albus Dumbledore's office looking like he was going to kill anything that happened to get in his way, whether or not it was good or evil. It was really lucky that there were no students around! Severus Snape was well known for his cruel and at times mean streak towards any student that happened to get in his way.
"I'm not bloody going to do it. You can't make me. I refuse. After all I've done, After all I will do, on your orders and your trying to make me do this!" Snape raged, as he paced around Dumbledore's office, sending Falks the Phoenix hurriedly flying out of the way.
"Yes! You are dear boy, think of what you owe her and her family." Dumbledore replied calmly, as if an extremely pissed off Severus Snape was something he witnessed frequently. However for all anyone knew, he probably got Severus into this state of annoyal every second Tuesday.
"I don't owe them anything, and another thing, stop calling me Dear Boy!" Snape hissed. He turned around and tried to storm out of the door, which seemed to have magically locked itself, as if it wasn't ready for him to leave just yet.
"Open this damn door! Or I'll hex it to pieces" He threatened.
"You're doing it and that's that." Dumbledore said stubbornly as if he was talking to a sulking child rather than the man that was standing before him. He politely ignored the death glares and mutterings that were heading his way.
"Her family have saved your life countless times when you were a death eater. If I recall they were the ones who brought you over to our side in the first place." said an unusually unhappy Dumbledore. Even the sparkle that was usually present in his eyes had gone. He knew Severus wouldn't want anything to do with his students after they had left the castle, but he didn't actually think that he would allow any of them to come to any danger, Even Severus couldn't bear a grudge for seven years for no apparent reason.
"You know what danger she's in." He continued "and knowing how the death eaters work, you're the only one who can protect her... Even you..."Dumbledore paused to add drama to the sentence, "You especially know what its like to be in immediate danger that you have no control over"
"For Merlin's sake!" Severus finally exclaimed. "Il do it! Anything for you to shut up and leave me in peace for at least 5 minutes of my life."
Meanwhile, miles away in a large, quiet, newly bought 5-bedroom house on the outskirts of suburban London, a crisp white letter was on the table. At first glance it was a relatively normal, muggle letter, probably a electricity bill but on closer inspection, it read from the pureblood relations of Lord and Lady D'Neiro.
At the window a large white owl with a gold tag round its neck saying Ajax, was watching out of the corner of it's eyes for movement. Hearing footsteps on the bare wooden floorboards, it was satisfied that someone, the right person was there and it swooped away into the darkness of the night, leaving nothing but a white feather, and a small envelope behind.