Not Alone: Chapter One

Summary: Severus' sister is sprung dealing illegal magical substances to under-aged muggles. Her sixteen-year-old daughter, Jennica, has been ordered into the care of her only living relative(minus her illegitimate father), Severus Snape. Though when she gets interested in a certain Death Eater's son, her father steps into the picture. ((OC-DM))

Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this story associated with the Harry Potter Series; though a few of the characters are my own.

Warnings: Obviously there's going to be OOC and language; Probably adult themes and sexual references(detailed or not, you'll find out.)

Chapter One: Amber Eyes.

After stumbling over the fifth large piece of junk on that floor, Severus came to a halt. Turning to his female companion he took a deep breath. He didn't know why he was even doing this. If Albus hadn't practically commanded him to go through with this, he wouldn't be standing in this filthy hallway.

"Er- maybe you should let me go in first," he told his companion; whom just so happened to be Evelyn Carmichael, Jenny's chldren's worker.

"Mess isn't a thing for me, Mr Snape," Evelyn said, smilng, though her tone was business-like.

"No, it's not that. I think if you just spring this on her, she might..."

"She might what?" Evelyn asked when he didn't continue.

"She's an emotional child."

"I've dealt with emotional before," Evelyn informed him.

Severus gave a short, unhumoured chuckle. "I bet you have," he muttered, unlocking the door to his younger sister's house; hoping his niece wouldn't kill them in her shock, not that a sixteen-year-old scared him.

He stepped into the apartment and his mouth fell agape. "Jenny?" he whispered as Evelyn covered her mouth in shock.

"Uncle Sev?" Jenny gasped, pulling the blanket on the ground over her naked body, and the body of the young man next to her.

Jenny scowled up at her uncle as she pulled a skirt over her bare legs. Evelyn Carmichael was in the kitchen, making tea. Ben had bolted out the door the moment his clothes were intakes; wait that was untrue, he had forgotten his boxers.

The moment she was decent her uncle towered over her. "What in Merlin's name did you think you were doing out there?" Severus hissed in a deadly tone.

"I'm pretty sure they call it a hand-job, Uncle Sev," Jenny shot her usual smart-ass tone back in place.

"In your mother's living room?" it seemed to be taking all his strength not to shout.

"Living room?" Jenny yelled, she obviously wasn't trying to repress anything at all. "The whole fucking house is one bloody room."

"Well maybe your mother culd have provided a better house if she hadn't fallen pregnant at fifteen," Uncle Sev snapped.

"So you're blaming this on me because my fucking mother was a slut?"

"Well the apple doesn't fall far from the tree," he commented, pulling a suitcase from under her bed.

"I can't believe you just said that to me!" Jenny screamed, rounding to face him.

"Look, just go to the kitchen," Uncle Sev ordered her, his arm shooting out in the direction.

Huffed angrily, she stormed out to the kitchen. She kicked over a stool and leant against the bench, breathing heavily.

"Your uncle was right, you are one for drama," Evelyn Carmichael commented, handing her a mug of tea. "I'm Evelyn."

"Are you like my uncle's girlfriend, or something?" Jenny shot, her eyes narrowed.

Evelyn chuckled unkindly. "No, we only met a few day ago. I'm a children's worker."

"Really?" Jenny asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "That must be fun."

Evelyn smiled. "Do you know why I'm here, Jennica?"

The younger girl's face suddenly went rigid as she put two and two together.

"I'm not going anywhere!" she said, stepping backwards; her mug falling from her grip and smashing against the cheap lino. Uncle Severus came into the room, her eyes narrowed again. "I knew you were here for a reason," she snapped. "You told on Mom."

"I did not tell on your mother," he hissed, taking a mug from Evelyn. "She was caught, by aurors, Jenny."

Jenny shook her head vigorously. "No... no," she muttered before screaming, "NO!"

"Jenny, she's going to Azkaban," Evelyn said sweetly.

Tears rolled down her cheeks as she whispered. "You can't take my mother."

"Jenny, she was dealing magically-enhanced Ecstacy to muggles," Uncle Sev told her, beginning to clean up her broken

mug.

"No, she wasn't," Jenny said angrily. "She never sold nuttin' to muggles."

"Don't be stupid, girl. The aurors caught her."

Jenny remained silent, blinking at her uncle; tears still running down her cheeks.

"We're here, Jenny, because you can't live on your own. You need an adult guardian, at least until you finish school. With your record, you should be lucky to get even that," Evelyn told her, washing her mug.

"You aren't going to send me to an orphanage, are you?"

Uncle Sev shook his head. "Don't act dumb, Jenny. You have family."

"Who? You?" she shot, smirking until she saw him nod. "You mean, I have to live with you?"

He nodded again.

"What! Why?" she sat on a sofa in the joined living room. She was actually taking this better than her uncle had predicted.

Uncle Sev came and sat next to her, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Look, Jen. I... I know this is hard. But I'm all you've got. Let's just see how this goes, please?"

Jenny leant her head on his shoulder, tears continuing their flow down her cheeks. She let out a sob before whispering, "Why is everyone taken from me?"

Pattering rain thudded the ground all around him as he looked out from under his black umbrella. His gaze fell over his younger sister as she struggled to light a cigarette with the billowing wind swirling around them. His mouth fell into a frown as he turned back to watch the little girl in front of him.

She was at the age of six and as six-year-olds always do, she was jumping into puddles big enough for her to swim in. Her oversized, yellow gumboots reaching abover her knees and her plastic, pink raincoat dripping with muddy water. Her auburn curls lay flat against her head and her full, pink lips turned up in a child's grin.

She blinked her amber eyes at him before rushing over and wrapping her dripping-wet arms around his knees.

"Unkie Sevvie, you're all wet!" she exclaimed stepping backwards in shock.

Severus chuckled, looking down at his damp knees. "That's alright, Jenny," he told her.

Jenny sat down in the seat opposite her uncle, handing him a tomato and chesse sandwich.

"Thank you, Jenny," he said, placing his book aside.

Jenny sat forward on her seat, watching him intently. "Tell me about my father?" she asked.

Uncle Sev nearly choked on his sandwich the moment the words left her mouth.

"No," Uncle Sev told her, dismissing the subject, though she presse it still.

"Please," she pleaded. "No-one's ever told me anything about him, except that I have his eyes."

Uncle Sev sighed and placed his sandwich on his side-table. "Your father was... he was friends with the most dispicable people on Earth," he told her softly.

"So he was a bad guy?" Jenny asked, confused.

"No, your father was considered a good guy, he was friendly, even if his friends weren't."

"So you didn't like him then?"

Uncle Sev paused for a moment. "Didn't you want to know what he was like?" he asked, obviously not wanting to asnwer her last question.

"Er- yeah, but..."

"Well, he was one of the smartest in the grade. Always reading, always learning something new. But he was deeply troubled," he ended there.

"How do you mean 'deeply troubled'?" Jenny asked, leaning back now.

The older man looked away. "I think that's more his choice to tell you."

"But...?" Jenny started but stopped.

"Shouldn't you be getting to bed?" Uncle Sev asked, looking at the grandfather clock. "We've got to get your chool things tomorrow."

"But... It's only nine-thirty."

Uncle Sev raised an eyebrow at her.

Jenny sighed. "Fine, I'm going."

She reached the door before turning back to face him. "Uncle Sev?"

"Yes, Jenny?" he asked, looking up from his sandwich.

"What's Diagon Alley like?"

"You'll find out tomorrow."

So... how was the first chapter? Isn't Jenny just the biggest brat? I love it, lol. Drama Queen's are so kool.

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Until next chapter...