A/n:

Hola! I'm back from my long-term Hiatus. As school is over for me, I have a lot of free time on my hands until September, when I start 6th form. To celebrate this, I am going to start a whole lot of stories, this one being my main one.

Happy Reading!

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Plot: It's 6th year for Harry and friends. Changes have been made over the summer, including three new students, who will be required to be sorted with the first years at the Sorting Ceremony. What everyone, minus Dumbledore and a few teachers and the three students, didn't know was that these students were Severus Snape's children. Aliana (pronounced Ah-lee-ah-na) and Michael (Pronounced Meek-aisle) are twins, and in 6th year, whilst Alexander is in 7th year. Aliana is the only Snape that is sorted into a house other than Slytherin. How would everyone take it? Mainly Snape, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Draco.... Read on to find out =]

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"I'm telling you, something's different this year," Ron Weasley said as he sat beside Harry Potter when he and the rest of the school of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry sat in the Great Hall at one of the four long tables that separated each House from each other, "I don't know what. But there is,"

"Maybe you're right," Harry said, shrugging his right shoulder lazily, looking at his best friend, "Maybe something is different this year. But we won't know what it is until we... experience it?" he turned to Hermione Granger when she let out a laugh, "Why are you laughing?"

"Oh come on! You honestly don't believe that Ronald could predict whether or not something's different or not when we haven't even started school yet, technically." Ron gave Hermione an offended look. "Honestly, you're probably just hungry, no matter how much you ate on the train, and that's where the hunch is coming from,"

"I'll have you know that I didn't eat a lot on the train," Ron said, clearly offended at Hermione's accusations

"No... 3 boxes of Berty Botts Every Flavour Beans, 4 pumpkin pasties and 7 liquorice wands aren't a lot," Hermione said sarcastically, raising an eyebrow at him

"It's not!" Ron's voice was so loud, he could have been shouting. But, thankfully, the noise in the Great Hall muffled his loud words, "It's not," he repeated, a lot quieter

"Sure it isn't, mate," Harry laughed, before they all turned to the front when Professor Dumbledore stood and called for their attention. It took a few minutes for the student population to quieten down, but when it did, Dumbledore turned to Professor McGonagall, giving her a nod of the head,before she stood up and walked out of the hall, only to return a few seconds later with a large group of small first years following her.

"This will take a while," Ron muttered to Harry when he saw the many first years. Harry chuckled, before he quickly put on a straight face when Hermione looked at him, "What? It will!"

"McKenzie Allens," McGonagall called, starting the sorting. A small, brown haired boy tentatively walked up to the stool, sitting on it when the Sorting Hat was picked up, and stared out to his fellow students when it was placed on his head. Seconds later, the hat called out, rather happily 'Hufflepuff'. The table on the far left burst out into cheers, and McKenzie quickly ran up to the table, sitting beside a second year who smiled at him and shook his hand.

Many names were called, most of the students being sorted into Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Gryffindor, but not many were sorted into Slytherin. When there were only three people left, the whole school was confused. Normally, the students were sorted equally between the houses, but Slytherin was down by 5 people, and Gryffindor was down by 1. It was odd.

"Andrew Zabini," McGonagall called. A boy that looked awfully similar to his cousin, Blaise Zabini, walked up to the stool with an aura of superiority and sat down. The Sorting hat was barely on his head when it yelled out the House everyone knew he would be in; Slytherin.

"Damien Mallers," A blonde boy walked up to the stool, his aura not holding as much superiority as Andrew, but like his friend, the hat was barely on his head before it called out Slytherin. One person was left to sort and the whole school was even more confused.

"Are we like... missing a few first years or something?" Ron asked Harry and Hermione, hearing the final student being sorted into Slytherin

"I don't know. Maybe there weren't that many in the first place," Hermione said, before the three of them turned to the front of the hall in shock when McGonagall named the next person to be sorted

"Aliana Snape." A pin could have dropped and everyone would have heard it from the silence in the room. No-one expected someone to have that surname, apart from their Potions Master, Severus Snape, "Aliana Snape," the name was called again. McGonagall turned to face Snape, a confused and aggravated look on her face. Snape merely shrugged at her, not knowing where Aliana was, "Aliana Snape,"

"Coming through!" Everyone turned to the closed oak doors when they heard running and shouting, "Don't touch me, Meek!" A girl shrieked, before the doors opened and a girl ran through them, running down the path between the Gryffindor and Slytherin tables. A boy followed her, a grin on his face, "Meek, I swear to Merlin, if you touch me, I'm so going to..." she was cut off when she shrieked as the boy, presumably called Meek, grabbed her arm, "Dad! Get him off me!" she called through laughs as Meek began to tickle her.

Snape sank in his chair slowly, hiding his face in his hands out of pure embarrassment. Dumbledore turned to Snape with a purely amused look on his face, before he watched the two teenagers. The boy had the darkest hair someone could ever have. It was a medium length, coming to around his chin in layers, with a sort-of fringe covering one of his startling blue eyes. The girl looked a lot like him, minus that fact that she had honey brown hair, but her eyes were the same startling blue. A second boy entered, a lot taller than Meek, and a lot more handsome, even though they looked almost like twins. He didn't flinch at Aliana's shrieks, like everyone else in the hall. In fact, he was rather amused by it.

"Alex, help me," Aliana begged through shrieks, "I promise I won't do anything to you guys again," Meek looked at the boy, who Aliana called Alex, questionably. When Alex gave him a short nod, Meek let go of Aliana, watching her crumple to the floor, trying to regain her breath, "I hate you two,"

"We love you, too," Meek and Alex grinned at Aliana, high-fiving each other.

"If you three are quite finished, I shall continue," McGonagall said, giving the three a small glare, "Aliana Snape,"

"Oh, that's me," Aliana said, looking up. She looked at McGonagall, who gave her a pointed look, "Oh, you want me on the stool? Sorry, I don't do stools," she turned towards Snape when he gave her a glare, "I mean... sure, whatever," she said, before she stood up and sat down on the obviously too small stool for her. The hat was placed on her head and she looked up at it through her long eyelashes.

"My, you are an interesting one," The Sorting Hat spoke, but only Aliana could hear it, "You possess all the qualities for all four houses; you are loyal, smart, cunning and brave," Aliana grinned, "For the first time, I am stumped on where to put you," Aliana's grin quickly disappeared, "I know just the house now... GRYFFINDOR!" the Sorting Hat's last word was shouted, so the whole school could hear

"WHAT?!" Meek, Alex and Snape shouted together. The whole school were shocked. A Snape was sorted into Gryffindor, instead of Slytherin. Aliana watched the hat being removed from her head, but she didn't move anywhere. She was literally in shock.

"No way," Ron muttered, clearly shocked like the rest of the school, "No way... Snape has a daughter?"

"Who is a Gryffindor," Harry said, sighing heavily, "Well, now I know why you think something's different this year." Ron and Hermione looked at Harry. "What? It's true,"

Aliana swallowed hard, turning to look at her father with tears in her eyes. She could see the anger and hurt in his eyes. He rarely looked at her like that. She was always 'Daddy's little girl'... but now, she didn't think she was any more. Slowly, she stood up and walked over to the table that was slowly clapping, confused at whether they should clap or not, and sat down. She looked at Meek and Alex, waiting to hear their destiny.

"Michael Snape," McGonagall called, causing Michael to look up

"It's Meek-Aisle, actually," Michael said, walking up to the stool and sat down. He looked rather bored, not showing his confusion at his sister being put in a different house other than Slytherin. After a few seconds of the hat being on his head, it called out 'Slytherin'. He gave Aliana an apologetic look, before he went over to the table that was cheering. He walked to the end and sat down beside Draco Malfoy, one of his best friends.

"Alexander Snape," McGonagall called. Alexander walked up to the stool, his hands shoved in his pockets. He stood, rather than sat down, and was sorted into Slytherin before the hat made it on his head. Instead of walking over to the still-cheering table, he walked over to Aliana and hugged her, kissing her forehead, before he went over and sat beside Michael.