Daddy's Little Girl
By
SheriLovingLecter
Short A/N – I know this makes very little sense, please go with it. Fictions involving time travel are confusing and difficult to write.
Chapter One-
A loud crash sounded throughout the potions room accompanied by a small shriek and the thump of a body hitting the stone floor. The lower level of the dungeons were silent for a moment, before a door suddenly appeared within the potions classroom and appearing to step from it was the frowning form of Severus Snape. The end of his wand was glowing, lighting the room before him and revealing the cause of the crash and mess in his classroom. A small form lay upon the floor by one of his shelves, potions vials shattered around them glinted against the light of his wand.
Snape moved closer, his wand remaining outstretched before him; bringing more light upon the body which was now rather apparently female.
For a moment he smirked, his eyes glinting dangerously as he looked over the Hogwarts robes that were pooled around the girl's body. He walked toward the heap and none to carefully rolled her over with his boot clad foot, with a flick of his fingers candles around the room lit and he extinguished the light from his wand only to then aim it at the prone form.
She bit her lip and groaned as she tried to move, her body protesting from the pain the fall had caused her. She blinked slowly, trying to clear the haze from her eyes as they focused on a tall robe clad figure. Her mouth formed an 'O' of surprise as her eyes shifted around the room before landing again upon the sneering figure before her.
"Oh, shit."
Said figures eyes glinted as he spoke in a low, deadly tone of voice that many of Hogwarts students were familiar with.
"Indeed… Miss..?"
His black eyes passed over her form; the plain robes merely bearing the Hogwarts crest did not lend him information as to the girl's proper house. The girl merely stammered as she looked around the room, he could barely catch her words as she mumbled to herself.
"Oh crap… It worked, it actually worked. I'm here, Mum said- Oh no.. She's going to kill me.."
He merely watched on with an eyebrow raised as he cleared his throat and interrupted her mumblings.
"If you are quite finished rambling to yourself like an imbecile, tell me your name."
The girl's eyes searched around the room frantically her breathing rapid as she tried to remember anything her Mother had told her of her own school years here, her eyes then widened as she spoke quickly.
"Dumbledore! I need to see Professor Dumbledore!"
He smirked coldly, his obsidian hues glittering with menace as he spoke, his tone still deadly. "Oh do not worry about that, you will most definitely be seeing the Headmaster, and facing expulsion for breaking into a classroom; attempted theft and being out way after curfew. Now, tell me your name."
The girl sprawled before him smirked, she actually smirked at him and he was slightly shocked for a moment although his features remained unchanged. He watched as the girl stood and he could fully take in her appearance. She had black hair which seemed to randomly curl in the most ridiculous of places, her eyes were a muddy brown colour and her skin was fair.
"I would like to see Professor Dumbledore sir; it is of utmost importance."
He stepped closer his wand raised and pointing directly at her. "That is the third time you have avoided my question, I could force the answer from you; painfully,"
The insolent girl merely shrugged her shoulder. "You could sir, but you won't."
He frowned as he studied her closely, he hadn't really looked before, but her eyes held sadness behind the stubborn glint. The slightest quiver of her lower lip and movement of her throat as she swallowed was enough for him as he nodded sharply and turned; he refused to deal with a sobbing teenager, especially at this hour. He walked fast through the corridors, not even checking to see if she was keeping up; her jogging steps behind him were loud enough for the entire castle to hear. He rolled his eyes and suddenly stopped as the girl did an odd and unflattering pirouette to avoid him, her scowl familiar as she glared at him.
"Why did you-"
"Be quiet girl, for Merlin's sake; do you have no grace? There is no need to go thundering through the halls like an elephant!"
She watched his back as he walked off and had he turned back he would have seen genuine amusement light her muddy brown eyes before she ran after him again, this time being more careful with her step.
He watched as the girl stroked the stone phoenix outside the Headmaster's office with something akin to sadness in her eyes.
"Mother said it was beautiful.."
He frowned as he heard her mumbling, again talking about her Mother who had obviously been a student here previously, what he didn't understand was why the sadness in her gaze mattered to him, or arose the same unsettled feeling within his stomach that he was becoming increasingly familiar with.
The Headmaster was sat behind his desk, a green and pink nightcap balanced upon his white haired head; bleary eyed through crooked glasses, but ready for them all the same.
"Come in, come in.. And who is this Severus?"
Dumbledore tilted his head at her, the nightcap managing to stay balanced in place. The sparkling blue eyes seemed to see right through her as they moved over her form; she shivered realizing the most powerful wizard of her Mother's time could probably literally see right through her plan.
"I do not know Headmaster; she refused to give me her name and then requested to see you."
Dumbledore raised a white brow as he stood, moving around to stand before her.
"What is your name child?"
She swallowed and cast a nervous glance up to the Professor beside her.
"Alliana, sir..."
"Your full name please, my dear."
"Alliana Sn- Prince…"
She looked horrified as both men's eyebrows shot up and they cast suspicious glances at one another, what on earth was she thinking! Why had she said that?
"Prince… And are you from a magical family?" Professor Snape's voice was cold and calculating, as if pulling lies from an errant student.
"Yes sir, my parents are."
She looked to Dumbledore as he raised a brow, looking at her thoroughly this time; taking in everything from her muddy brown eyes to her curling black hair.
"Severus, will you be so good as to get the Gryffindor prefect for me, and then return here."
Alliana gulped audibly, her eyes flicking over to the Potions Master as he clenched his jaw and nodded sharply; before turning and leaving them. She looked back to the Headmaster and was horrified to feel her eyes watering.
"Now, Miss Prince, do tell me… Which year have you come to us from?"
She gaped at him for a moment; considered lying and then immediately dismissed it. Mother had told her this man was a powerful Legilimens; he would find her out in a second.
"The year 2015 sir…"
She watched his face for any sign of surprise, and not finding any she herself frowned.
"And how did you manage that impressive feat?"
"My Mother spoke of time travel and of her years here. I stole her time turner and… Added a few things to it."
"That was an incredibly foolish thing to do, but I would imagine you did not go through all that trouble merely to admire the statue guarding my quarters… Why are you here Miss Snape?"
This time she really did gape, her lower lip trembling as tears spilled over her cheeks, bowing her head so black hair fell before her eyes. Dumbledore was struck with déjà vu as muddy brown eyes looked at him with the same pleading expression obsidian black had once done, he sighed heavily and offered her the chair before his desk.
"Would you like a lemon drop my dear?"
Alliana shook her head as she eyed the sweet bowl warily.
"Ah, I would imagine you heard all about my confectionary.."
She smiled at him weakly, not sure what to say.
"So, would you care to try again, and explain why you are here?"
Alliana looked around, her eyes seeking anything but the Headmaster to look at as she bit her lip and wiped at her cheeks with her robe. When she did not speak, Dumbledore tried again.
"I hope, for your sake, it is not to alter the events time has forsaken us to?"
Her eyes immediately lowered, her voice broke as she spoke; her eyes holding far too much sadness for one so young.
"I just… I only wanted to help him."
She looked up to the Headmaster as he watched her with pity in his eyes.
"Don't look at me like that! I am not a beaten animal, I can save him; I know I can! I can make Mother happy again!"
She watched as he smiled at her softly, almost sadly.
"You are very much like your Father, now… You must know a lot about the outcome of this war; from your appearance here I gather there is still something that needs to be corrected. Fate brought you here Miss Snape, and I shall leave it up to her whim as to what happens to you… Now, wipe your tears, you are about to meet your 17 year old mother."
She raised her frightened eyes to Dumbledore before jumping up and looking toward the door.
"You won't tell them?"
"My dear, your parents are among the brightest minds of this century, they will not need me to tell them."
And this was his last word on the subject before the door swung open and a disheveled Hermione Granger stepped from the stairs followed by an austere looking Severus Snape.
"Ah, this is Miss Hermione Granger one our prefects at Hogwarts; Miss Granger I would like to introduce Miss Alliana Prince, an exchange student who had to be transferred to Hogwarts for her own protection after a raid on her family home by Death Eaters. I do hope you will make her feel welcome; she will be a member of Gryffindor house herewith."
Alliana frowned and turned to Dumbledore, beginning to protest.
"But sir, I was hoping to be put into Slyth-"
"Gryffindor house Miss Prince, my word on that is final."
She cursed mentally, she had been hoping that being in Slytherin would give her the chance to get closer to him, or at least not be loathed by him; she had heard from her Uncles about his hatred for any other house but his own when they were at school.
She obediently followed Hermione, as she was Hermione here and not 'Mother', down the stairs from the Headmaster's office, leaving Professor Snape there watching Dumbledore with his arms folded.
"Exchange student, Death Eaters, Gryffindor…?" Severus sneered upon speaking the last word, his black eyes intent upon the Headmaster.
Dumbledore nodded, adjusting his night cap and standing, tightening the belt on his matching night robe.
"Yes Severus, I will explain in due course, but for now my dear boy… Trust me."
"Trust you? She said her name was Prince; Albus, Prince."
Severus clenched his jaw as Albus sighed.
"Yes, I am fully aware of what she said; it is a common surname Severus, do not think on it too much, now go back to bed; I know I am."
With that the Headmaster turned and exited through the door behind his desk, leaving a furious Severus Snape stood in his office, his fists clenched as he turned on his heel and left, muttered curses echoing down the steps as he descended.
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