A/N: Hello Everyone! This is my first Harry Potter Fanfiction, and I hope you like it. Its alternate universe where our favorite dark hero Professor Snape lives and Voldemort does not exist. Enjoy!

*This is a repost for half the chapters, I took them down for re-editing, and everything should read more smoothly now! Please leave reviews and comments; I wish to get better!

People don't know who I am when they look at me; I am a small girl with a dark past. I remember my past well, even though the events that took place happened when I was so young. I am the last living person in my family- The Days. My family was killed, and I vanished. I know that people think that I died with them. Ever since that day, my future was dark and bleak. I was put in an orphanage and left there. I have been through much- a lot more than people think I would have. My future was dark until I got my letter. My letter changed everything. It made me remember what I am, who I am. I am a witch.

The moment I got it. I told the Yellow Lady who ran the orphanage. She thought it was an excellent idea for me to go away to a boarding school. One less child to take care of at the orphanage. Soon after a lady with graying hair wearing a green dress came and asked for me. She explained that she was from the school and was here to help me get my school stuff. She took me shopping, and I came back with a trunk. When we returned, I thanked her, and she told me that she would go back and to get me to the express.

Two weeks passed, and I am on the train heading toward the school called Hogwarts. I am in my cabin and dressed in my school robes. Nobody joined me, and I remain alone. An old lady comes by with a trolley, but I know I can't afford anything. When she asks if I want anything, I look at her and quietly shake my head no. A deep voice comes out of nowhere and asks for some dark chocolate. I look up, and I see a tall, mysterious man. I study him for a moment, and I figure he is one of my new teachers. As I start to look away, but his eyes caught mine. I know what he sees. A skinny girl with tawny hair and light hazel eyes wearing black robes. His eyes are black, along with his hair and clothing, his pale skin almost glows from the contrast. He frowns as if I did something wrong. I sigh and look away. I turn back to watch the window and view the scenery that is passing by outside.

SNAPE'S POV

I meet the eyes of a tiny girl who is watching me. I frown because, in those eyes, I see a deep sadness and pain. The girl sighs and turns away to look at the window. I turn back to Mrs. Sweets and ask for some milk chocolate as well. I let the old woman pass by before entering the nearly empty cabin. What bothers me is that seeing those girl's eyes makes me want to hold her close and protect her from what is hurting her. I set the chocolate on the seat next to her and leave. I assume that I must finally be getting soft for a small girl to bother me like that.

Girl's POV

The man enters the cabin so the woman can roll by with the cart. He turns back and sets something on the seat next to me and leaves. I look, and he left me some chocolate. I pick it up and start to take small bites of the chocolate. Soon it is gone, but the generosity of the man touches me because from my experience every person that I am bound to meet is evil.

Later we arrive at the school and take boats up to the castle. That is where we meet Professor McGonagall. I realize that she is the one who took me on my shopping trip. We walk into the Great Hall where the rest of the student body has gathered. McGonagall starts calling kids' names.

"Hannah Abbot, Susan Bones…"

One by one all the kids are sorted into the four houses. That is when my name is called.

"Patricia Day."

People start to whisper and gasp. I went up quietly with my head down. The Sorting Hat is placed on my head.

"Clever," it said. "Extremely clever with a special gift." "Slytherin!" The Sorting hat shouted out.

The Slytherin table began clapping. I went to the table and sat down. I look at my house, and I see some of the kids' smiles and greet me. Then the Headmaster rose and greeted everyone with a speech and letting the first years know that the forbidden forest is off limits. Then the food suddenly appears on the tables. I take a little of the food, not knowing how much I could take.

"Hello." A voice sound to my right. It belongs to a girl who is sitting next to me.

"Hello," I respond, my voice small.

"My name is Pansy." The girl next to me said and smiles. "So how is being famous like?" she asks me.

"I don't know," I tell her. "I have never been famous in my life." She laughs like I said something funny.

Then realization blooms on her face. "You don't know?" she asks. I shake my head no.

"You are famous because you are the daughter of the most famous potion masters. Kevin and Tammy Day."

"What do you mean that they are my parents? I'm an orphan. I have always have been." I tell her.

Pansy looks at me with sympathy in her eyes. "No, you did have parents but something bad happened to them, and now you don't. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you."

I push away my plate; my appetite is gone. "I had parents?" I ask in a whisper.

As I said this, my memories of long ago came rushing back to me in flashes; I saw my parent's dead bodies and my little siblings on the floor with blood all around them. The horror on the images that were repressed came back full force, and I am shaking.

"I have to go…" With that, I got up and ran out of the hall.

SNAPE'S POV:

I watch Miss Day run from the Great with her hand covering her mouth. I look over at Albus, and he nods to me. I get up and follow the girl from the Great Hall. I hear sobs coming from down the hallway to the right. I follow the sounds, and I see the girl curled up in a ball, rocking. I notice that every time her back touches the wall she flinches. I recall that when I saw her in the cabin her back was not touching the backseat at all. I kneel next to the trembling girl and gently place my hand on her shoulder. She jumps away so fast; it is almost unbelievable. She stares at me with terror on her face before she realizes who I am.

"Professor," her small voice carries throughout the hallway. "You are the dark man from the train," she adds as an afterthought.

"Yes, I am, I am Professor Snape, your Potions Professor. I am also your Head of House," I tell her as gently as I could. "Are you okay little one?" I ask her.

"Yes, I am fine. I just got a little nauseous that's all." She replies. I can tell that if I am going to get her to tell me what happens to her, I am going to have to gain her trust.

"Okay," I tell her. "Let's get back to the Great Hall."

She nods. I started walking, and she follows behind me with her head down.

"I don't bite, I bark, but I don't bite," I speak to her in a soothing voice. She looks up at me, but instead of walking behind, she is now next to me.

Trisha's POV (The Girl)

I run as fast as I can through the Great Hall. I barely make it to where I am hiding behind the pillar before I can't hold back my tears. My worst nightmare has come true. I am genuinely alone because my family was murdered and I have no one in the world to call my own. I wasn't sure if I wanted to remember, but I did not have a choice, the memories were coming back, and there is nothing I could do to stop it. I am pulling myself together when a hand appeared on my shoulder. Pain lanced my shoulder, and I am up in a second, ready to run. I look at the person who touches me, and I realized it is the man from the train. The one who left me chocolate.

"Professor?" I inquired.

"You are the dark man from the train," I add after.

"Yes, I am, I am Professor Snape, your Potions Professor. I am also your Head of House," he answers. "Are you okay little one?" he asks me.

I want to tell him no everything was not okay and I am in a lot of physical and emotional pain. I want to tell him everything and cry in his arms.

Instead, I lied "Yes, I am fine. I just got a little nauseous that's all."

"Okay," he answers "Let's get back to the Great Hall. I nod and start to follow behind him. "I don't bite, I bark, but I don't bite," He tells me. I looked up at him, and I know I can walk beside him.

SNAPE'S POV

It's been two weeks since the incident from the Great Hall. I have observed her and kept watch over her. Ms. Day is the quietest girl I have ever met, and she is also one of the smartest. She and that Granger girl are the opposites while Granger is a know it all and doesn't stop answering every question. Ms. Day doesn't speak, does her work and gets straight Os. Her work with Potions impressed me much. I have not seen work like hers, did in precise measurements or techniques as clean for a first year. Her essays are very impressive and are the only one in the entire class who gets an O on it. I know that the Granger girl has been hounding her on she gets such good grades in potions but Ms. Day looks at her quietly, sighs and walks away.

"I don't know what to do Albus," I said.

The headmaster has invited me to the office that evening, and we are speaking about Ms. Day.

"She doesn't strive for attention, in fact, she shields away from most of the kids and practically hides in the back of the classroom, and everyone else doesn't notice her," I speak in a worried tone.

This tiny girl has gotten under my skin. I want to protect her from what she is hiding from and give her anything she ever wanted.

Albus nods in agreement with me. "From what I observed in the Great Hall, she eats very little. And she leaves after twenty minutes' dinner is served."

"Doesn't she know that she is famous?" I ask.

Albus shakes his head. "I don't believe she does, especially after what we have observed. I don't think she will appreciate about being famous either." He tells me.

I sigh. "I will ask to come to my office and talk to her about it."

Trisha's POV

"Ms. Day, come and see me after class!" Professor Snape tells me.

I jump, startled and scared. What did I do wrong? I haven't said or done anything to provoke him. I thought. Soon class is over and dismissed, and I slowly make my way to his desk.

"Yes, Professor?" I said, with my eyes downcast to the floor.

"Ms. Day, you can look up at me. You are not in trouble." He tells me gently.

I look up, and I see a faint smile on his face before it's gone. I notice it is a smile of approval. I revel in this because from my experience if we look into the teacher's eyes it was an act of defiance.

"I would like you to come to my office at seven tonight. Don't be late." He says.

I nod "Okay sir." I left the room.

At five of seven, I knock on Professor Snape's door.

"Enter!" Professor Snape calls through the door. I open the door and peek my head into the room.

"Good Evening, Professor," I tell him. He nods to me and beckons me in through the door. The door closes quietly behind me.

"Hello, Ms. Day. Let's get directly to the point. Did you know that you are famous?" Professor Snape asks me.