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Chapter 2
Many hallways and corridors, doors, secret passageways, and stairs plagued a small five-year-old child. 'Hmm…which way should I go?' she thought to herself.
"Sophia! Come back here this instant!" came a voice from down a previously run-through corridor. 'Uh oh! Father is gonna be mad,' she thought as she ran all the way down a corridor that led into the Entrance Hall of Hogwarts of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
'Dungeons,' Sophia thought as she ran down into the dimly lit dungeon corridor, it was cold and dripping, though she didn't mind because that was where she and her father stayed.
"Sophia, please?" the voice that was following her sounded to the point of tears.
Sophia skidded to a stop and stood patiently waiting by the potions classroom. A boy with curly flaming red hair and black school robes with the Gryffindor crest and tie stopped to catch his breath, all the while keeping his chocolate brown eyes on her silver-green eyes.
"C-come b-back to t-the common room with m-me, please?" he begged trying to catch his breath. Sophia folded her arms across her chest and huffily pointed her nose in the air. "No."
The red head walked over to her and asked softly,
"Why not?"
Sophia's large silver-green eyes held a type of loyalty and unending determination that only a child could so innocently exhibit when faced with a goal in mind that needed to be met. "Eric Gumbart, David Finnegan-Thomas, and Peter Creevey are talkin' 'bout Daddy! I won't hear any of it. They should say sorry for talkin' about him!"
"So does this mean you'll come back with me? And of course I'll hex anyone who talks about your father, alright then?" the boy asked apprehensively. Sophia looked to be contemplating this and after only a few moments of thinking, grabbed the boy's hand and smiled up at him, "Alright then. Come on! Lemme see you hex 'em!" The boy chuckled and swiftly picked her up and "flew" her all the way up to the Gryffindor tower, all the while both were laughing and giggling.
Around six-thirty that evening, the Gryffindors all made their way down to the Great Hall for dinner. "I see Daddy! I see him! Can I go to him Benjy!? Please?" Sophia begged the curly-haired Gryffindor she was with all day. The boy nodded and Sophia squealed in joy as she hugged him around the waist and took off amongst the sea of students to get to the Head Table.
"Father! Father! It's me Sophie!" she screamed happily as she saw her father's dark, obsidian eyes light up in a smile only she saw.
"Hello Sophia, did you have a good day?" Severus asked the small child as she climbed into his lap. "Yes I did Daddy! Did you know that Gryffindors aren't as bad as you say they are?" she asked as she piled some food onto her plate next to her father's. "Oh? And what does he say about Gryffindors Ms. Snape?" the headmaster Albus Dumbledore asked, (also known as "Grandpa"), with a twinkle in his eyes.
Severus clapped a hand over his daughter's mouth before she could utter another word.
"Now now Sophia," he said as he cautiously removed his hand from her mouth, "that type of thing…opinion, is called family business. Only business that your family can know."
"Oh! Sorry Father," she turned to Dumbledore, "Sorry Grandpa, Father says that I'm not allowed to tell," she leaned in to whisper the last part and Dumbledore dutifully leaned in as well, "its family business…though you are my grandpa…" "That is quite alright my child. I understand what your father means by that," Dumbledore smiled at the vexed child.
"Oh…ok! She smiled and dug into her plate. And all through dinner the child spoke non-stop about her day with her Gryffindor sitter. Though while always nodding attentively, Severus Snape's mind strayed to other pressing matters, where were Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy? They had both been at the previous Order meetings, including the one less than a month ago. Sophia was never allowed to the secret meeting place, (after her first time there in almost three years), because Harry had almost thrown a fit when he saw Severus carrying the little girl, whom was napping at the time. He didn't want her there, not because he didn't want to see her, he just didn't want her to recognize the place or her surroundings, which was Number 12 Grimmauld Place, (she had been there numerous amounts of times before she had to be put under the care of Snape).
Draco had inevitably agreed with Harry. Severus also agreed, (but didn't agree with the manner in which he had) and returned home where he stayed until he could figure out another approach to a babysitter if another matter such as that had arisen once again.
Now, back to the problem at hand…
No one had heard anything about any plans the Death Eaters and their new master had, and they wouldn't find out for another five years, four months before Sophia Snape's eleventh birthday….
(A/N: please tell me what you think! I know this chapter is incredibly short but I promise it won't be like this anymore! REVIEW! THANK YOU!)
