Hello, some people have asked that I write a story of how Snape and Elizabeth hook up. So this is it.

Elizabeth POV

"Mom, do I have to go, I mean, you said yourself that I know too much to go to school."

"Yes, but you still need to go to school. Think of all the interesting people you will meet."

"Yeah, right. Then you should of sent me when I was 11. I don't need friends now, I have all the friends I could ever want. Why did I need to go to school to get more?"

Mom, gave me the don't-ask-questions look. I glared at her, then went up to my room, slamming the door.

Shakira looked up from the book she was reading.

"What's the matter, Liz?"

"Mom wants me to go to Hogwarts this year." Shakira sat up and closed her book.

"What is wrong with Hogwarts?"

"HE goes there, is the problem."

"Oh, yes, Silver Snape. How did I forget that."

"Well, why would you care, you have a boyfriend, and a life."

"Hey," she sat down next to me. "You have a life too, and you are very talented. Why do you let Silver control what you do and don't. I know you hate him, but this thing is getting so blown out of proportion."

"No, its not, Shakira. He made my life a living nightmare that whole summer, and it's because of him, that I didn't go to Hogwarts my first year."

"Well, you can go now, and show him that you aren't someone he can walk over. He probably doesn't even remember that he made that potion that caused your skin to go green. I mean, it wasn't planned to work that way."

"Yeah, well, thanks to him, I now have the whitest skin in the world!"

"So, go outside and get a tan." Shakira giggled. I started to giggle too. This was an old argument, and she always found a way to laugh. She gave me a hug.

"Maybe you will be in my House and then we get to have a bed next to each other, I know Maria would love that." I smiled, thinking that it would be fun to share a room with my twins for school. (Umm, little note, triplets, yeah their triplets, I just didn't know how to write it. Back to story)

"That would fun but what classes would they put me in?"

"Well, what's your career choice?"

"I like the idea of being a teacher."

"So, they would put you I classes that make it so you can be one."

"Oh."

"Well, you better pack. School starts tomorrow."

"What? I thought we still had a few days of summer left?"

"Nope, school starts tomorrow. Maira will meet up with us there. Here you can borrow my list to pack."

"Thanks." I then started to pack my new trunk, using the list Shakira had handed me. It was going to be a long year.

"Elizabeth Season." I said to the teacher, who checked her list. She shook her head and rolled up the list.

"There is no Elizabeth Season on my list, did you receive a letter from us?"

"I did when I was 11."

"But you are now a 6th year. I guess we will have to ask Dumbledore on what to do with you."

She then walked towards the man sitting at the long table in the Great Hall.

They had just Sorted all the first years into their Houses, when I was left standing in front of everyone. I wasn't on the list, so I wasn't Sorted or allowed to sit down and the worst part, was sanding in front of the whole school and them all staring back. O my freaking merlin...

"You are new?" asked Dumbledore. He was looking at me.

"Yes." I said quietly, I could feel the eyes looking at me. I could hear a few whispering, saying I was the reason why they weren't eating yet.

"Well, then, you are to Sorted and then we will have a class list ready for you tomorrow. What is the job you wish to have in the future?"

"I want... to be a teacher." he smiled, and I started to breath again.

Shakira and Maria said that he was a nice teacher but this was his first year as the Headmaster.

"I think we will be able to make you a great teacher. Your mother told me you are very talented in potions and defense."

"I am."

"Those are good talents for a teacher. Please sit on the stool, and you will then sit with your House."

"Thank you. Sorry, for wasting your time, I thought my mom told you I was coming."

"Don't worry about it." I then went and sat on the stool. Then the teacher set the hat on my head.

"Oooo, this is strange, very strange. I have never seen this before."

'Seen what before?"

"Well, you are sharp. Very sharp. I have never seen a first year with so much knowledge already in their head."

'Well, I'm not a first year."

"But it is, your first time being a student here. And yet you know more than some of the teachers here."

I giggled. The people staring at me gave me puzzled looks, they didn't know what the hat was telling me.

"What House should I put you in?"

'My sisters are in Gryffindor.'

"Yes, I know but you are different. Very different."

What! I have to be with them!

'I want to be with them.'

"I know, but it would do you no good. You would not grow in your knowledge there, but you do have the traits as one of them."

'So put me with them. I don't care about learning.'

"Really? Well, that is bad. You should care a lot about learning, and I know you do, you just want to be with your sisters. But I do think that there maybe another reason, yes there is. There is someone you hate with all your heart and it makes you not want to be here and makes you want your sisters."

'So? Is there a problem with that?'

"Not really, but it puts you in a different a House. SLYTHERIN!" shouted the hat, and the table on the far left started to cheer.

I took the hat off my head and walked over to the Slytherin table.

My sister had told me stories about Slytherin, that it was cursed. great, just what I need, a cursed House but there was something else they said. Something that made me want to burn the House. It was.. O, what was it.

I sat down and the hall went quiet as Dumbledore stood and made a speech. I looked down the table.

Staring at me, only a few seats away, was a boy my age, with black hair, a hooked nose, and sallow skin.

Now I remembered why I hated this House. Snape was in this House. The boy she called Silver and wished was never born, was staring her in the face, a grin on his face.