Can't Tell You Why (I Love You)
by unique13
Chapter One: An Entrance
Snape sat alone in his office at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy contemplating the arrival of his neice. Charisma was a young witch, age 16, and would be starting her first year a Hogwarts though it was to actually be her 6th. Snape had never met her, and didn't even know he had had a sister that had given birth 16 years ago until Dumbledore told him the news just a day ago. He felt a might angry that it was his job to take care of his dead sisters spawn, but because it had been Dumblesore to require him to do so, he felt an obligation.There came a knock on his door.
"Come in," he called.
Standing at the door was Dumbledore and a girl, obviously Snape's own neice. She was truly stunning, with choppy, short dark brown hair and dark, lash framed gray-green eyes. She had a generous figure, with thick thighs contained by tight muggle blue jeans. Her breasts gave nothing to want, and her stomach and hips curved like the statues of greek goddesses. Snape felt like a dirty old man for looking his neice over like he just had, but really, it was hard, very hard, not to notice.
"Well, Severus," said Dumbledore. "Here is your neice, Charisma McKracken. I'll leave you two to get aquainted." He turned to Charisma, "Dear, your room is three doors down to the left." Then he turned and shut the door.
"Call me Chris."
"What?" asked Snape.
"My nickname is Chris. It's much easier to say than Charisma," she repeated.
Snape sat at his desk and Chris sat in the chair reserved for idiot students.
"What should I call you," she asked.
Snape thought. Uncle Severus sounded stupid and just plain Severus sounded disrespectful. "Call me Professor Snape," he said.
Chris smiled.
Well there's my first chapter of my first story in the HP Universe.
Please R & R and tell me if you want more. It's short I know, but the next Chapter will be longer.
Next up: The Sorting.