Hello readers. You might not recognize my 'name' for I have changed it, this being the second time I have changed it on My past readers, for those that don't recognize the name… I have gone by Andoria (when I was a fan of my character Andoria), I have also gone by Elias though the last name

Disclaimer: The characters from J.K. Rowling do not belong to me. Andoria Riddle belongs to me but her uncle Severus Snape does not. With that in mind THIS IS JUST A FANFICTION!!

Author's Note: If you do not like slash turn back now! If you do not like the idea of Severus Snape with Harry Potter TURN BACK NOW AND DO NOT READ THIS FANFIC!!! If you do not like the idea of J.K. Rowling's writing and story ideas possibly being twisted into some fanfic author's idea (in other words and alternate reality) do not read this fanfic. Again, IF YOU DON'T LIKE ALTERNATE REALITIES, SLASH, OR SEVERUS AND HARRY TOGETHER DO NOT READ THIS FANFIC!!

Another Author's Note: Those that have read Harry Potter's and Severus Snape's Secret… Andoria is much younger for she will have been born when Harry was 16. Her personality will also be altered to my liking since I have not used her since the first and last fanfic she was supposed to be in. Her appearance will also have changed so she looks a lot like she 'should' being the true heir of slytherin and being Snape's niece.

Chapter 1: Return to Hogwarts

Harry had made it nicely, he had destroyed the dark lord during his seventh year of Hogwarts. He was now working at the very school he had gone to learn magic 6 years after defeating the dark lord, making him 26. Harry Potter, the one who silenced the dark lord, the boy who lived was sitting at the staff table the first day of school. He was hired to be the defense against the dark arts teacher. Rumor had it that Harry would be the one to break the 'curse' of the position.

The current headmaster, Severus Snape, though wanting that position had already filled it once and did not feel like filling it again. He had almost gotten killed by the Dark Lord and would care not to have a repeat of such a thing. What Severus was not really expecting was to see his niece walk into the great hall, being fifth to last in the first year line.

Bright shimmering blonde hair that delicately lay upon the girl's ears showing off how much of a tomboy that girl was. Pearly white skin that was smooth covered the girl from head to toe with a delicate figure to go with it. Her eyes were a shiny grey, almost black that hid most of her emotions. As she was called up Harry's eyes widened to the last name.

"Andoria Riddle," Minerva McGonagall called out. The girl happily skipped up to the seat to have the sorting hat put upon her head. Fifteen minutes passed, the girl waiting upon an answer from the hat before it finally called out what house she is to be put into.

"SLYTHERIN!" the hat screamed out. She winced as it called it out loudly.

"Stupid hat! Couldn't figure anything out could you?" She growled before getting up and walking over to the Slytherin table after the hat was taken from her head.

Harry shook his head, hoping this new Slytherin wasn't the child of his dead enemy. He sunk into his seat after the sorting ceremony, waiting for the introduction of the new staff. Severus stood up and, putting his wand to his throat, gently tapping it before coughing, the coughing noise echoing through the great hall.

"Students of Hogwarts, I welcome the new students and I also welcome the old students back. I would like to introduce our new Defense against the Dark Arts Teacher, Harry Potter."

Harry stood up, bowing slightly to the crowd. The crowd of course cheered, this was the famous Harry Potter, this was the one who defeated Voldemort, not once, not twice, not three times, not four times but five times.

"Now I all know you are excited to have our famous Harry Potter as a Defense against the dark arts teacher but please calm yourselves!" Severus growled through his wand, this of course echoing through the great halls as well. Harry sat back down as Severus talked. After the feast was over Severus walked over to Harry.

"I would like to get a chance to talk to you before tomorrow Potter, after all, we do need to talk about what you will be teaching," Snape stated. Harry nodded, understanding that it would be direly important for him to make arrangements for the lessons.

Harry got up to follow Snape to the headmaster office.

"Snails and Snakes," Snape growled at the statue that protected his office. The statue hopped aside and the door opened. After they had reached the headmaster office Snape took a seat at his desk. Harry took a seat right in front of it, feeling like a student again.

"Who said you could sit? Stand back up Potter," Snape growled. Harry blinked before standing up quickly. He most definitely felt like a student again.

"Now, for the lessons that will be taught, I want the students to be taught everything you can teach them so long as they stay in the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic… In other words, none of the unforgiveable spells but defense spells," Snape stated. Harry blinked at this statement.

"Alright, so I will teach them everything I can that stays within the rules of the Ministry of Magic," He replied, wondering why he wouldn't stay with in the rules. Snape nodded.

"I apologize about taking some precautions but you must understand, the last teacher who had the position you were in was a little bit… loopy for the best terms."

And now Harry's question was answered, it wasn't because he himself would teach it but the last teacher had. Harry nodded for this, a smirk upon his face.

"So you hired someone who was… inadequate to the teaching of defense against the dark arts then?" Harry asked. Severus glared at him, though somehow that glare just wasn't the same as it had been while Harry had been a student. It didn't make Harry shiver like the other wanted to tear his soul out and destroy it, it was more of a glare you'd get from a friend.

"You should get to your room, go and get some sleep, you'll need it for tomorrow," Snape growled, though it just wasn't the same from when Harry had gone to school. When Harry had reached his room he sat down on the bed and looked out the window, a somewhat yearning feeling bubbling up in his chest. Ginny had fallen from the grace of the world, had been pushed into a curtain similar to the one Sirius had fallen into right before his death. This had caused Ginny to die, but not before Harry had had his three children. Tears streaked his cheeks as he thought about that moment, thinking about those death eaters that still lived, thinking about that accident. Voldemort might be gone but the evil still hadn't left the world. His children, while he was working, were to stay with their aunt and uncle Hermione and Ron Weasley, and maybe for the best for Harry.

Hermione would comment on how it might be best for Harry to keep the horrible thing out of his mind, it might be better on his sanity. He shook his head, biting on his lower lip as he gripped his robes, trying desperately to wipe it from his mind.

"D-Damn those… Death eaters," He muttered before falling onto his back to stare up at the ceiling. Tears streaked his face until he could no longer bare tears, then it was sniffling and a stuffed nose before falling into a fitful sleep.

When he awoke he at least woke up in time to get dressed, get to breakfast then head to the class he was to teach. He looked over his notes one what he wanted to teach to each grade level. When it finally came to first year students Harry wasn't really relieved to find that Gryffindor and Slytherin were still paired in some classes.

When the students piled in Andoria waited for everyone else before walking into the class followed by two other kids who looked at least tough. She glared at Harry before taking a seat with her 'buddies'. That glare was so much like that of Voldemort's it almost caused the scar upon Harry's head to send a head splitting headache through his head. He shook his head, brushing that aside. Maybe this Andoria Riddle just reminding him of Voldemort.

Harry first started off with attendance, counting every head, when he reached Andoria's name.

"Please Sir, just call me Damalyn, It's my middle name and I think it's nicer then Andoria," She stated. The voice was quite a beautiful voice for someone so young. He shook his head.

"I will be calling you by your last name or your fist name, no other name," Harry stated firmly.

"I don't want to accept my grandfather's last name," She hissed, a glare upon her face as she looked to Harry, those eyes just screamed out pain and torture to the man who dared to not listen to what she had requested.

"I am sorry Andoria but that is my strict rule in this class. There will be no names in which you go by other then your first and last name."

"Ooo, if my father were here," She growled, glaring at Harry with her arms crossed as she leaned back a little bit in her chair. Harry shook his head. This student would prove to be a hardship in the future and he knew it. When class was over Harry had to stop her from leaving, a personal chat with the kid who actually was well with this class and this was just her first year.

"Andoria, if you would wait please, I would like to have a discussion with you," Harry stated as the kids huddled out of class. Andoria looked back, glaring at Harry before letting out a huff then walking over to him.

"What do you want, oh mighty one who thinks he's so great?" Andoria growled, crossing her arms as a foot tapped the ground. He blinked in surprise, wondering why so much hatred was built up and even towards him.

"I would like to inform you that your performance in class was the best I have seen, even in the last first year class I was teaching," He stated. Andoria just rolled her eyes.

"What is your point? I played with magic before I even came to this school… It just came naturally to me," She said, her foot tapping as those arms crossed.

"Well, I was figuring maybe you would like to come in after the school day is over and learn more advanced for your grade… after-all you have true talent."

"Eh, I can learn by myself thank-you, besides I'd rather not associate with the likes of you," She said, her nose up before walking right out of the classroom. He had a confused look upon his face. Even Draco wasn't such a cold-hearted ass. He shook the other thought that had run through his head out of it. The thought was that this might be the daughter of Voldemort. Voldemort would not have breed with anyone; he was more concerned with taking over the world.

When the day was finally over and it was dinner time Harry had decided upon staying in his bedroom to eat. He did not want to deal with the glaring cold-hearted student or his old teacher who was caring and cold at the same time. He just didn't feel like dealing with people at this point in time. As the clock ticked, pointing out that dinner was over with Harry got off his bed only to be interrupted by a knocking on his door.

Harry let out an irritated sigh before setting down his plate then walking over to the door to open it. There stood Severus Snape, the ex-head of the Slytherin house.

"What is it Severus?" Harry asked, the word falling out of his mouth, so much nicer on the tongue then Snape. Snape raised a brow, the grim look on his face before shaking his head.

"I was curious as to why you did not show up to dinner tonight," The headmaster stated, a clear voice and, if Harry couldn't mistake it there was concern in the once greasy haired man. Now that Harry had a better look at Severus there was something different. The hair wasn't greasy, it was clean, the man looked more at ease then he had before.

"I have my own reasons for not showing to dinner," Harry stated, trying desperately not to comment on how clean the other's hair looked. It just amazed him, the shimmering beauty, the white teeth, the beautiful eyes. He was getting lost in those eyes when finally something snapped him out.

"Did you hear a word I even said Mr. Potter?" Severus asked firmly. Harry squeaked, confirming to the other he hadn't even heard a single word he had said. Severus shook his head a hand brushing through his own hair, an action Harry did not expect from Severus.

"W-w-what did you say again?" Harry asked, feeling quite like an idiot and a student once more. Severus let out an irritated sigh.

"I had asked if you would come to dinner more often. I had a student asking me today if they would be seeing you at dinner. I did not promise anything but the students would like to see the famous wizard more often then seeing their headmaster," Snape replied. Harry nodded.

"I-I'll try to come to dinner more often... By the way, do you know anything about a certain student in my class? Her name is Andoria Riddle," Harry wanted to know something about the student that hated him so much.

Severus blinked in surprise then shrugged.

"She is my niece. Her mother died giving birth to her. My sister... That is all you need to know though about Andoria," Severus replied. The defense against the dark arts teacher nodded in this response, not caring to go into any further detail. All he needed to know was that Andoria was the niece of Severus.

"Well I must get going, be sure to treat my niece with respect. She is already powerful for how young she is… but I am sure you have already learned that. Do not teach her the unforgivable spells, she might be powerful but she's got an issue which we do not need to bring up any further then I have," Severus stated before he turned to leave.

"Wait, Severus… I like what you've done with your look," With what Harry had just let slip out of his mouth he couldn't believe he had said it. It was like he was a third person watching from above. Severus turned to stare at him with a blank look.

"I just decided that since I am a headmaster I should look more professional," The headmaster stated before walking off.

End Chapter 1

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