I opened my eyes again, and again to make sure it was real. Nothing, that's all I've ever seen as long as I can remember. I'm blind, but that's ok, it doesn't bother me like it used too. I used to wonder why I was different and now it's just a way of life. I can do everything a normal person can, well except a few minor things, but that doesn't hold me back. Oh, no it never would and it never can. The only thing that can is not knowing to whom I belong.

I've lived with my aunt and uncle my entire life. They've been the mother and father I never knew. After my mother died my father didn't want anything to do with me and so I went to live with them. I've always wanted to know who my father was and now that we've moved to England I have my chance. I am a witch as you have probably already assumed and this coming year I will be heading to Hogwarts as a sixth year student. Yeah know it's one thing to know about your past but it's a totally different thing to face it.

The train was loud but not as loud as the people on it. Of course in all reality no person could be louder than a train but in this tiny compartment these people sounded like they had megaphones on them. I was in a compartment with three other people, I think their names were Harry, Ron, and Hermione. And the boys did most of the talking between the three of them. Their conversation kind of went like this:

"I wonder who she is?" Harry asked.

"Well it's obviously a transfer student." Hermione stated flatly.

"Well Hermione we don't know everything like you do." The boy, Ron responded.

And this is where I came in," perhaps it would be best if I introduced myself. My name is Lea, Lea Snape. And what are your names?"

At that moment I heard a very loud thud as if something hit the floor.

"Oh we're so sorry we didn't realize you were awake. My name is Hermione, and this is Harry..."

"How do you do?"

"And this is Ron?" Hermione finished.

I think he held his hand out to me because I heard him clear his throat as if trying to get my attention. When I realized this I also held out my hand toward his but here came the challenge, I couldn't see it. But eventually he took my hand.

"What are you..."Ron stated incredulously.

"Blind, yes, as long as I can remember I have been blind."

"Are you related to a...uh...Severus Snape?" Harry asked.

"Why, yes, I am. But how did you know?" I asked intrigued.

"He's one of our professors at Hogwarts. Didn't you know that?" Hermione said shocked.

"No, I didn't." I answered. Then it grew quiet, it was just like in the book The Night Before Christmas except for there being a creature stirring, there was the mou...I mean uh...train, that's it train. It was quiet in our compartment for a long time after that. Then Ron finally piped up," So, where did you go to school before now?"

"I went to Liberty Magic School in America. So what house are all of you in?"

"Gryffindor!" Harry sounded a little over excited, just between you and me , it was scary.

"Really," the prolonged tone of nervousness sounded in my voice, he sounded like a girl on hyper pills. Of course if I'm on hyper pills, what he was doing would be the least of everyone's problems. Suddenly the door sped open to reveal, well what I would guess is a person but...never mind you'll understand here in a minute.

"Oh, look boys new blood, already meeting the bloody golden trio." Some wicked voice sneered.

"Get out Ferret Face!" Hermione screeched.

"Shut up and sit down mudblood!" Ferret face, as I so lovingly knew him now yelled back at her. Then I popped no one was ever, ever going to call any one I knew that as long as I lived, not without me doing something about it that is.

"What did you just call her," I hissed dangerously as I stood up.

"Mudblood. Why are you defending her, oh wait, you're probably a muggle yourself."

"Dream on, Ferret boy. She's Snape's daughter so I suggest you back off." Ron growled.

"You're Snape's daughter give me a break she died years ago, along with her mother."

I sat down, how do you respond to something no one could ever understand. He never even cared enough to find out.