Chapter 1

"Silvia run!" Her father shouted as he attempted to protect her from the werewolf intent on destroying her family. She heard her Dad shouting all types of defense spells on the wolf to no avail. Until finally he was struck down.

"NO!" Silvia screamed in anguish. She was torn run back and try to stop the werewolf from mutilating her fathers body, or run for the hills like a cowardly Slytherin. She heard the wolf roar once more and her decision was made. She spun around with her wand out and shot a Reducto closely followed by a Stunner. That seemed to get the wolf's attention.

The wolf started to sprint towards her. She had no thoughts before she dodged the wolf's jaws. She landed hard, losing her grip on her wand. She scrambled for the wand, it was only a foot away before she felt the wolf's powerful jaws on her ankle. She screamed in pain, her vision becoming hazy.

And suddenly she heard a bark. The wolf released it's grip on her ankle before turning it's attention towards the direction the bark had come from. A large black dog had gotten the wolf's attention. As it leaped and with a couple of bounds was trying to lead the wolf away from her. The growls and barks slowly faded into the distance as she heard some very distinct pops. 'Ah her underage magic had alerted the Ministry.' she mused as she faded into unconsciousness.

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Silvia jerked awake her eyes slowly registering the room around her. She was in a private room at St. Mungos it was her last day at the hospital before being released into the care of her godfather until the school year begun. She sighed, it really was nice of Professor Dumbledore to offer all the accommodations in the world to her. She would be entering her third year as a transfer. Her dad had home schooled her instead of sending her to Hogwarts. Her vision blurred.

"Dad." He had died that night despite her efforts and the efforts of the medi-wizards to save him. His injuries had been to much for his already weak body to handle. Her father had been very sick, some kind of muggle disease called cancer. It was inevitable that he would die soon of course but it still brought tears to her eyes to know that she's alone. Her mother having left when she found out that her new husband was a wizard. Nine months later she sent me to him with a note telling him to take his freaky spawn. And after all that her father continued to love her mother.

But Silvia couldn't forgive her. It would've been better if she didn't look so much like her. She had gotten her bright wolf-blue eyes from her, along with her midnight-black hair. The only characteristic she had gotten from her father was her olive toned complexion. Which she loved it meant she didn't get sun burns. She shifted and looked at the clock on the wall, 8:30.

"Hmm. I might as well get up." She had been talking to herself more and more as her solitude persisted. Not many people came and visited a recently turned teenage werewolf. One person who did was a werewolf named Remus Lupin, who was incidentally was going to be her Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor this year. He was a nice man and told her that even though her identity will be kept a secret at Hogwarts. Should she need any help with schoolwork or a listening ear that his office door would be open at any time. It would be good to know at least one person. Even if it was a teacher.

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"There you go dear." The nurse said as she handed Silvia her jacket. "Now you must be excited going to a new home and all."

"Yes, couldn't be more ecstatic." Silvia said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Now you must look presentable." The nurse reached for a brush and started combing through her hair.

"I was just recently mauled by a werewolf, I think looking presentable is the least of my worries." Silvia said with just enough sarcasm for the elderly witch to notice.

"There is no need to get snippy with me, my dear. I was just trying to help." And with that she left the room. Silvia sighed how was she going to make friends if she couldn't even play nice with a person who was paid to be nice to her. She picked up her jacket and threw it over her shoulder. Her godfather should be arriving any minute now. She had changed a lot over the last couple of weeks, and as she walked out of the door of her room she looked around quickly. And then set off down the hall towards the lobby.

She loved her godfather, that part she knew but she hadn't spent more than a day with the man. 'What would it be like living with him?' She mused as she entered the lobby. She stowed her wand in her pocket making sure she could access it quickly and sat gratefully in a chair facing the entrance. It irritated her that she still hadn't gotten her strength fully back. Even a walk down the stairs exhausted her.

The hospital fire flared green and her godfather, Severus Snape, walked out. He spotted her in her seat and rushed over and gathered her up in a hug. She buried her face in his shoulder as silent tears began to stream down her face. Severus knowing her better than anyone else held her at arms length and said,

"Don't cry it wasn't your fault. It could've happened to anyone. I'm glad I didn't lose you as well." Silvia smiled weakly "Now come on let's go home."