10 years later
Narissa's POV
'Almost there' my mother said, running beside me. Paws meowed in her small cage on my trolley. 'Alright, just here' she says, smiling at me. 'Here?' I questioned. 'Well straight through that brick wall over there, but yes, here' she replied. I look up at the signs. 'Platform 9…..' I turn around. 'And platform 10…..' I read. 'And we are going to Platform 9 ¾ 'she says. I feel uneasy. What if I don't go through? What if I go splat?
'We can do it together' she whispers in my ear. I sigh. 'You'll be fine Narissa' she says. 'I can only hope' I mutter. 'Ready? One….Two….Three!' she yells, and before I know it we are dashing towards the brick wall. I close my eyes. I can feel the scenery has changed, so I open them again. I let out the trapped breath I was holding. 'I told you' she whispered.
To the left was a very large train with other students boarding it. To my right was another brick wall, one that had a mirror hanging on it. I walk over to it, taking the chance to fix up my hair. The first thing I see are my dark eyes, my very black ones in fact. My long black hair was pulled into a plait that ran down my black. These were the traits of my father. 'Thank goodness you didn't get your father's nose' my mother laughed. 'Come on, you don't want to miss the train do you?' she says, grabbing my hand. 'I wouldn't want to give dad a reason to yell at me I guess' I say, taking one final glance in the mirror.
My mother wheels my trolley to a worker packing the luggage onto the train. 'Here' she says to me. She kneels down and takes Paws out of the cage. 'She'll make you feel better' she says, handing her to me. My black cat meowed in response, then began to purr as I started petting her.
'Your father will be waiting at the gate, and don't forget to address him as Professor or Professor Snape' she tells me. 'Okay' I say back. She kisses my forehead. 'We will see each other soon, I promise' she says to me. 'Good' I say back, giving her a hug. 'Alright, go on now' she says, ushering me onto the train.
I walk down the aisle till I get to the very last set of seats. I open the door to see two students, a boy and a girl sitting across from each other. 'Hello' the girl says. 'Hi' I whisper. 'I'm Hermione Granger' she says proudly. 'Ron say hello' she scolds, hitting him. 'Hello' he says through a mouthful of food. 'You must excuse him' she says to me, rolling her eyes. 'it's okay' I reply. Once he swallows his food he turns to me. 'Ron Weasley' he says. I nod. 'Narissa Snape' I say. 'Seriously? You're Narissa Snape?' Hermione says, leaning towards me. 'The one and only' I say, taking a seat beside her. 'I've heard about you, you're the daughter of Lily Evans, the woman who Lo-o-r…. uh, he-who-shall-not-be-named, spared.' She says, astonished. 'Yep' is all I say. 'Sorry, you must get that a lot' she says, lowering her head. 'Yeah' I sigh. 'Hey, is Professor Snape your dad?' Ron asks. 'How do you know about him?' I question. Ron is going into his first year at Hogwarts, just like me. How would he know about my father? 'I have 3 older brothers' he answers. 'Apparently he is the most scariest man alive'. 'He is isn't really, once you get to know him' I defend. 'It depends how you meet him' Hermione says. Ron and I both cock our heads to the side. 'Well you know him as a father' she says pointing to me. 'Your brothers know him as a teacher' she says pointing to Ron. 'Makes sense' I say. Maybe she's right. Ron's brothers obviously met him where he has authority over them and they have to as he says. I met him where he would do anything for me, because he loves me.
And with that our train ride started. Ron and I leaned towards the window, waving to our parents. My mother was easy to spot. 'Bye mum!' I yell. Ron yelled to his family as well. 'See ya Ginny, bye mum, bye dad!' he yelled to a family of gingers. 'You both have ginger parents' Hermione noted when we sat back down. 'Half' I say. 'My mum is a ginger and my dad has black hair' I toss my plait over my left shoulder so she could see it. 'Where are your parents?' Ron asked. 'Both of my parents are muggles' she sighs. 'Oh' Ron says. 'Doesn't matter' I say. She looks up. 'Having muggles as parents won't stop you from becoming a powerful witch' I assure her. She smiles.
'Pet names!' Ron yells. Hermione laughs. 'Paws' I say. 'Crookshanks' Hermione says, picking up her ginger cat. 'Do you have a pet?' she asks Ron. 'I do' he says proudly. 'Meet Scabbers' he says, pulling open his sleeve. He puts his hand in and pulls out a rat. 'Ew' Hermione says. 'I hate rats'. 'He's cute' I say. Ron smiles and we continue having conversations all the way to Hogwarts.
