For two months Lizzie behaved and didn't interfere with classes or try to see Harry again except in the Great Hall or Herbology where Professor Sprout would let Lizzie play in the dirt under the tables. On Halloween Lizzie sat at the Hufflepuff table enjoying the feast with them. Just before dessert she got up from the table to go to the bathroom.
When she entered to the bathroom she could hear someone crying. Lizzie had heard from some of the Hufflepuff first years that Ron Weasley had said something mean about Hermione Granger and that she had been in the bathroom the rest of the afternoon. Lizzie had seen Hermione in the greenhouse and knew she was a little bit of a know it all; so she honestly didn't blame Ron for being annoyed.
When Hermione heard someone come into the bathroom she tried to dry her tears. "Who's there?" She called out from behind the stall door.
"It's Lizzie."
"Professor Snape's daughter?"
"Yes."
"Is the feast over?" Hermione asked this as she peeked out from the stall.
"Almost I think. I like feast days. I get to stay up later." Lizzie smiled at Hermione, trying to make her feel better.
"How old are you Lizzie?" Hermione asked as she came all the way out.
"I'm ten. I start classes next year." Lizzie washed her hands. "Do you want to come back to the feast with me? You don't have to sit with Ron. You can sit with me."
Hermione smiled half a smile and turned to the sink. "Okay. Let me wash my face first." Lizzie smiled; it seemed to her that she had made a new friend. This time in Gryffindor.
Lizzie and Hermione never made it back to the feast. Just as they were about to leave the bathroom a troll entered and was locked in. Both Lizzie and Hermione screamed, and Hermione pulled Lizzie to her and ducked under the sink. As the troll started towards them it started knocking sinks off the wall. "Lizzie run to the other wall!" Lizzie nodded and together they ran to the wall.
Seconds later Harry and Ron entered the bathroom. "Confuse it!" Harry shouted to Ron and then Ron started calling the troll names. Hermione stood in front of Lizzie blocking her from the troll.
Soon the two boys where attacking the troll with everything thing they had, and managed to knock the troll out. Lizzie stared at them wide eyed. "How did you do that?"
Harry looked at Lizzie. "Dunno. Eww. Troll bogies." He wiped his wand off.
Then the teachers started arriving. Snape was the first in the door, looking for Lizzie.
"Daddy!" Lizzie squealed and ran across the room to Severus who had fallen to his knees to hug his daughter.
"Oh my, Lizzie! Are you alright?" Snape asked practically ignoring anything else that was going on in the room. His daughter, his Lizzie, had been locked in a bathroom with three first years and a mountain troll.
"Dad. I'm fine. Harry and Ron where amazing! They took the troll out on their own. I didn't see what they did because Hermione was standing in front of me. But whatever they did it was amazing." Lizzie was almost talking to fast for anyone to understand, so they all turned to the other three.
Hermione retold the story, with a few lies, and after both a loss and gain of points for Gryffindor the three were headed to their common room, and Lizzie still stood in the bathroom with Snape and the other teachers.
"How that happened I will never understand," Professor McGonagall said to the others. "They were very lucky. As were you Lizzie. I am glad you are alright." McGonagall touched the top of Lizzie's head and then left the bathroom.
Snape stood and looked at Lizzie. "Go back to our rooms and take a bath, Lizzie. I will be there shortly. I have somethings I need to talk to the other teachers about."
"Yes, Dad." Lizzie walked to the door of the bathroom.
"And don't wander around, Lizzie. Straight there."
"Yes, sir." As Lizzie walked toward the dungeons she thought about how her brother Harry had just saved her life and how maybe she had made a friend with Hermione. Lizzie couldn't stop smiling as she thought that maybe this was the beginning of something great.
