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After our room looked beaten up, as well as the hallway to the stairs, Alison and I met up with Severus and Potter at the foot of the stairs.

"Ready?" Snape asked.

Alison and I nodded. Part of me wanted to say no, and scream that I wanted to stay, but I knew I needed to do this. I still feel like a coward.

"Alright. Dumbledore gave us a port key, and we will be taken to Dumbledore's office. Where are your bags?" Snape added looked at us oddly.

"In our pockets," Alison said.

Snape nodded and said, "Since it is July, you will be staying in the Gryffindor common room with Potter,"

I looked at Potter curiously and said, "Why are you here this summer,"

"Dumbledore's doing. Not that I want to stay with the Dursley's," He added sourly. Not that I could blame him.

I nodded and asked, "Where's the port key?"

"Right outside," Snape turned on his heel and walked out the door frame (he blasted the door off) and we followed.

"The port key leaves on Tuesday, we can just Apparate, but we need to take the port key back,"

"Why take it back?" Alison asked, "Isn't it just going to be there on Tuesday anyway?"

Snape opened his mouth to say something, and then shut it. Then, he opened his mouth again and asked, "What house do you say you think you'll be in, again?"

"Ravenclaw,"

"Damn right,"

Me and Alison laughed and Snape smirked and said, "Grab my arm, we will Apparate to the school grounds,"

"I thought you weren't allowed to Apparate on school grounds?" I asked.

"We will Apparate near the Great Lake,"

I grabbed Severus's right arm, Potter grabbed my free arm, and Alison grabbed Severus's left arm. After everyone was on, we Apparated.

I landed on the grass next to Alison and we stood up and looked at the castle. I looked at the ground for a moment and something feel out of Potter's pocket, and I smirked and picked up the piece of paper and slipped into my sweatshirt pocket.

I looked back up at the castle, and if you thought it looked big in the movies…

"Oh, my GOD!" Alison half-screamed, "I can't believe this place actually exists!"

"Believe it," Potter said, looking up at the castle in mild interest.

"Can we visit Hagrid?" Alison asked.

"Why would you want to see him?" Snape said in disgust.

"Because he's Hagrid! And I want to see if he looks like himself in the movies!" Alison said excitedly.

Snape pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "Fine. It's about…7 o'clock right now, and I want you back inside the castle at 8."

"You guys go on ahead," I told Alison and Potter, "Tell him I'll visit him with you another time, I want to see Dumbledore now,"

"Come on, Eilee!" Alison whined using my nickname.

"I just faked my death/capture and it probably killed my parents. I want to see if it was worthwhile. And don't spill anything about their futures!" I added as she ran off.

"Yes, mother!" she called sarcastically, following Potter.

I rolled my eyes and started heading off toward the castle.

"Where do you think you're going?" Snape caught up with me and asked.

"Off to see the wizard! The wonderful wizard of Oz," I said sarcastically.

"Well you don't know where you're going," Snape said.

I smirked and said, "How much you wanna bet?"

He looked at me curiously then said, "Fine, if you know everything," Then he turned on his heel and strode to another part of the castle.

Psh.

What a Drama Queen.

I rolled my eyes and as soon as he was out of ear and eyeshot, I pulled out the paper and my wand and muttered, "I solemnly swear I am up to no good,"

The map opened up and I smirked and I started heading into the castle as soon I found Dumbledore's office.

I walked past abandoned halls and greeted some nice portraits. I was about halfway there when I saw foot prints.

Minerva McGonagall

I went giddy with excitement. I loved her! I muttered , "Mischief managed" and wondered if she looked like the actress that played her.

"You there!" McGonagall called in a deep Irish accent from behind me, where I expected her to be.

"Hello there, Professor McGonagall," I said brightly, then mentally kicked myself for forgetting that she didn't know who I was.

"Who are you?" She asked skeptically, reaching for her wand.

"Name's Eileen Chatzi. I'm a witch over in the states. Professor Dumbledore called for me, and Sn—Professor Snape and Harry Potter came to get me and my god-sister,"

"Why would Professor Dumbledore want to see you and your…god-sister?"

I shrugged and said, "I honestly don't know. I thought I had an idea, but I don't know for sure,"

She put her wand back in a hidden pocket of her dress and asked, "Do you need help finding Professor Dumbledore's office,"

"No, I know the way fine," I replied as kindly as I could.

Her eyes narrowed accusingly and she asked, "How would you have known? You have never been in this school before!"

I cursed myself inwardly and said, "If you really want to know, you may want to follow me. I'm sure professor Dumbledore will let you know,"

She looked like she wanted to say a smart remark back, but instead said, "So you don't realll know why he wants to talk to you?"

"I have an idea. Do you?" I answered truthfully.

She shook her head then said, "Fine, follow me,"

I wanted to tell her that I knew the way, but decided against it. Best not piss her off. I read all the Harry Potter books more than enough times, and I've seen the movies so many times that I can quote the majority of the movies, and I knew that pissing her off would only get me detentions and points taken away. A lot of points because I am in Slytherin, too (or I think I am anyway).

Once we reached Dumbledore's office, and McGonagall muttered the password under her breathe, I stepped inside the room taking a big breath, knowing full well that this might be one of the longest, most interrogated conversations I have ever had in my life.

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"Albus?" McGonagall asked from across the room.

"Yes, Minerva," Came his voice. I wondered if he would look like the first actor of him, or the second one that played him…

Following McGonagall, it turned out he looked like the second actor, but he had on a hat that the first actor wore. I smiled and said,

"Evening, Professor,"

He smiled warmly and said, "You must be, Eileen Chatzi. I wasn't expecting you for another few days, but this is still a pleasant surprise,"

I smiled and said, "Thank you, sir! Professor Snape told me and my friend that you wanted us and Apparated us here,"

"I am surprised that you caught on so quickly. I know that Harry Potter series was documented, even though it didn't happen, but Professor Trelawney told me of you and asked for you to come,"

"A series sir?" McGonagall asked.

Dumbledore raised his hand to silence her and said, "I will explain later, Minerva,"

"Excuse me, but, why wouldn't I catch on?" I asked, "Yes I read the series, but as Professor Snape told me, the ending of the books may not be the same in the actual reality,"

"My dear girl," Dumbledore started, "I didn't think you would think it was real because you are a muggle,"

I groaned and said rather rudely, "Excuse ME, sir, but this is the second time I was accused as a muggle. I assure you, I can cast spells, Apparate, I am even a registered white tiger!"

He smiled kindly and said, "I am afraid you are not a witch, dear girl. Sometimes, the mind tells us things we want to here."

Have you ever heard of the saying, "The straw that broke the camel's back"? Well, it was kind of like this. My pride was big, so I took things like this personally. I growled, pulled out my wand and said, "Expecto Patronum," And a blue bird chirped and flew out of the tip of my wand, and I had it dance around the room.

McGonagall and Dumbledore looked petrified and I said, "No disrespect sir, but I don't know what you've been smocking thinking I'm not a witch. I hexed Sna—Professor Snape just to prove it to him,"

Dumbledore gaped, then after a moment said, "My—my apologies, Miss Chatzi,"

I nodded and said, "I have an idea of why you want me. You know about the Harry Potter series, and you want me and my friend, who is also a witch," I added seethingly, "to help destroy Voldemort,"

"You-Know-Who," McGonagall added in a small voice.

I looked over to her and said, "It's Lord Voldemort, he's going to kill you either way," I said, actually quoting what she said in the Deathly Hallows Part 2 movie. Hehe. Throwing words back in her face before she even said them…

She looked thoughtful, but didn't say anything. I turned back to Dumbledore.

"You are right, Miss Chatzi, I do believe you can help us. Do you believe in prophesies?"

I looked at him skeptically, and when I was about to say it depends, McGonagall said, "Do not tell me that you sent for this girl because of one of Trelawney's predictions!" She scoffed, and I could agree with that.

"At first, I was skepticall. But I looked into it, and I saw your name Eileen, as well as your friend's, but I didn't think you too were witches—my apologies. I looked into the "Harry Potter" book series, and I could tell that everything about the series, Hogwarts, potions, charms, and such were real, but the story line of what actually happened, was slowly getting off. I read the books, quite well written actually, and noticed some weird things. For example, you were not mentioned,"

I looked at him curiously and said, "So?"

He smiled and said, "You would be surprised how just a few new characters involved will completely change everything,"

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. I knew that eventually I would understand what he is talking about, but I could tell (when I read the books) that his lack of being descriptive annoyed everyone

"All right. Don't tell me," I laughed

He smiled back and said, "Maybe you'll be able to save a life. Or two,"

I paused. "How come you can't save them? We will be able to warn your about things before hand, so you don't need to…wing it all the time,"

He smiled and said, "You know, you can be saved in multiple ways. Physically, and mentally. Brood on the thought, Eileen. How can you save him in more than one way?"

"Him?" I questioned

He just smiled at me. Oh my God. Was he talking about.

"Are you talking about…?" I asked.

He just smiled and replied, "Yes,"

I had no idea what he was saying. I didn't really care at the moment. But if he was talking about love, I know he wouldn't because of Lily. But….I don't love him right?

"But sir, what about Lil—"

"My dear girl," Dumbledore interrupted, "He did not meet you in the series… did he?"

I smiled. A small, minor chance…Nowhere NEAR likely, but not quite…impossible.

He smiled at me and said, "Why don't you head over to the Gryffindor common room,"

"What is the password sir?" I asked as I headed out the door.

"Oh, you won't need it right now," I rolled my eyes but he just smiled and said, "You remind me of someone,"

I smirked, "I know," and left a curious, yet furious McGonagall and happy-go lucky, yet annoyingly undescriptive and unhelpful sometimes, Dumbledore.

I walked out, not knowing where to go, so I pulled out the map, looked around a few times, then muttered, "I solemnly swear I am up to no good,"

Ink appeared and I opened the map and found my feet. I looked behind my feet and saw another pair of feet. I groaned, "Sweet mother of God," and turned to face a red-faced man.

Lovely.

"What are you doing. And what is that in your hands?"

"Nothing," I lied, and pointed my wand at the piece of paper I held behind my back and said loudly, "I tell you Severus, my Mischief is Managed, and I will no longer be… mischievous,"

He looked at me oddly and said, "What is that behind your back?"

"My wand," I answered and showed him what was in my right hand.

"The other?" He asked sourly.

I breathed and showed him the paper. I held in my sigh of relief when the ink was invisible.

He pointed his wand, and I couldn't believe he said it, but he did, "Reveal your secrets,"

"Read it," He ordered.

I looked at the paper and fake embarrassment so I could eventually read it to him and said, "Do I have to read ALL of it?"

"Yes," He smirked thinking he got me. What a dupe.

"So…I shouldn't skip anything?"

"Just read everything it says," He ordered growling slightly.

I smirked, knowing I got him, cleared my throat and said, "Mr. Moony presents his compliments to Professor Snape, and begs him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people's business. Mr. Prongs agrees with Mr. moony, and would like to add that Professor Snape is an ugly git. Mr. Padfoot would like to register his astonishment that an idiot like that ever became a professor. Mr. Wormtail bids Professor Snape good day, and advises him to wash his hair, the slime ball,"

He growled at me and said, "Just who do you think you are?"

"Eileen Chatzi, American, sassy witch. Is this déjà vu for you sir?" I asked Snape.

He opened his mouth, then closed it, then opened it again saying, "How do you know?"

"Sir, I know everything about you," I whispered in a creepy, obsessive, fan girl whisper. He laughed, and I glared at him as he said,

"You? You're just a child. You know nothing about me,"

"First of all, I am 17 on August 27th. Second, I know every living breathing thing about you,"

He laughed again and said, "Really? Go ahead, tell me my life story!" He laughed.

"You were born to Tobias and Eileen Snape. Your mother was a witch, and your father was a muggle. You are the…Half-Blood Prince so to speak because your mother's maiden name was Prince,"

He gaped at me and said, "How do you know?"

"I'm a stalker,"

He turned on his heel and said, "Follow me,"

Odd. What was odder was that Dumbledore knew this would happen…creepy.

I followed him down the all-too familiar stairs to the dungeons, and he muttered a password that I couldn't hear and walked in, opening the door to let me in. Very…gentlemen like. Oh, GOD someone's going to die…

Following the stunned man, he led me into his living room, and it was surprisingly warm and welcoming. Actually kind of ironic and cliché.

I sat down across from him and he said, "Please continue,"

I sighed and said, "Your father didn't believe in magic, even though your mother tried telling and proving it to him. He abused you and your mother. Your mother made you a hideout in a trunk of a tree, and there she taught you stuff about magic, like charms and potions. You loved potions, and you were really good at it.

"One day, you heard two girl's talking. You listened to their conversation, well, only one sentence, 'Freak! You're a freak!' You walked out and scared the girl who was making fun of the other girl by having the leaves on the trees slowly blow toward her.

"The red head young girl smiled at you, and you two became best friends, and you fell in love. It turned out she was a witch, a muggle born witch.

"So life goes on, and you to both head off to Hogwarts. She was sorted into Gryffindor, and you were in Slytherin. Even though you two were in different houses, and the houses were enemies, you remained best friends.

"While she was best friends with you, she also hung out with a group of guys in Gryffindor. Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, and James Potter, your worst enemy.

"One day, your worst memory actually, that group of boys came and used a spell on you and Potter and Black hung you upside down. She came over and told them to stop. But you were strong. You could handle them, even though they would never come and fight you unless it was 4 versus one. And you definitely didn't need help from a girl.

"You told her you didn't need her help—help from a Mudblood. She never forgave you, even went you spent hours, days, and weeks begging for it. She never forgave you. And it didn't make it any better that you loved the Dark Arts, and that you were a Death Eater.

"She got married to your enemy—making it worse on your…already shattered heart.

"Life goes on, she hasn't forgiven you, and you are a Death Eater, although you don't believe in some of their vicious traditions. You don't like killing, hurting innocent people.

"Then you hear of the prophecy. You run to Dumbledore, beg him to help save her, her husband, and her child.

"He will help, if only you offer your services for life. Of course you agree, you would do anything for her. You love her. But the Dark Lord finds her, kills her husband, then her, but you find her dead. Anger fills you, and you killed him, just a second before he kills her son—her only, loved son.

"You're broken. You're heart completely shattered. The one girl, the only girl you have always and forever will love, died.

"Died, at what you felt like was your fault. You wanted to kill yourself. You wanted to end it—but you made a deal. You offered your services, even though she died. You offer to protect the son of the girl you loved, and your worst enemy.

"He comes into the school at 11, and you immediately recognize him. Not from his father's looks—but his eyes. He had his mother's loving eyes.

"His first potions class, you make fun of him, make him feel bad. You want him to suffer like you had to suffer. You want the satisfaction. You didn't care about 'being the better person'! Hell, no.

"Everything and everyone you love was dead. And that was one person. That girl.

"Life goes on, and you notice he is like his father, but also so like his mother. So loving, so friendly. You wish that he could be your son, that you could have been the one to marry her, that you could have been the one to have a son. You said you deserved it more—which I believe you did, too.

"You sacrificed everything you had, your life, for what? For the girl that will never forgive you? For her son that despises you because you hate his father? For what?

"But it doesn't matter. You will do anything for her. For your only love. The girl that you will only love—you would die for her—and apparently her son.

"Now, if I could sum it up, I will put it to you this way. You will love her always. She will always be in your heart—Lily Evans,"

I thought that was a good way to end it. I took a deep breath—pretty powerful, I complimented myself.

Taking another deep breath, I looked up into Severus's eyes. They were…watering. Dear Lord. Was he…going to cry?

My heart broke. Yeah, yeah I know, very, very cheesy, but I couldn't help it. I just told him his life story, and from his reaction, I knew I was right.

I walked over to sit next to him and waited for him to stop sniffling and said, "I know that you have sacrificed everything, and that it seems no one loves you, cares about you or your life. But I want you to know something. I want you to know that I will always be here. I promise that I will stay by your side, because…well…," I sighed, running my hand through my hair and ended it there.

He looked up at me with slightly puffy eyes. He looked adorable, but I wanted him to stop crying. I put my arms around his waist and hugged him.

I felt him tense, and for a second I thought I did the wrong thing, but then I felt him cautiously put his arms around my waist. I smiled and we held each other close.

I wondered why this stuff happened to good people. I wondered why Lily never forgave him. I would have!

Then, I started crying. Nice, Eileen.

"Why are you crying?" He asked in a surprisingly smooth voice. I thought it would be a little more…broken.

I just shook my head. There was no way I could talk without my voice cracking like a pre-pubescent little boy.

"Look at me," He asked.

I looked up at him and he asked, "Why are you crying,"

Hanging my head, I shook it again. He asked, "Tell me,"…well it was more of a command than a question.

"I'm sorry," I managed to stutter and immediately looked down. Screaming at myself to stop crying, I tried to stop my shoulders from violently shaking.

"For what?"

I looked up at him, took a deep breath, and then said, "You didn't deserve anything that happened to you. I'm sorry, I know it doesn't mean much, but—"

"You don't know how much it does," He whispered and I smiled.

"I know. I know everything about you,"

He laughed lightly and said, "Now I can agree,"

I laughed uneasily and said, "Hopefully,"

With two of his fingers he lifted my head so I was staring straight into his black eyes. I can't believe this. I fell in love with a man who was in love with another woman. He will never love me.

I looked away, and before I could let any tears fall, I asked, "Do you happen to know what the Gryffindor password is?"

"Goblin piss,"

"Charming," I smiled a small smile. I think he caught onto my bluff, but he luckily didn't say anything. I got off the couch and headed out the door before he could say anything, and before I would start crying.

I ran down random halls and corridors, dodging ghosts (although it really didn't matter) and received insults from many portraits, but I kept running around randomly.

Soon I just fell down in a heap and sobbed as quietly as I could. Why was I acting like this. Normally, this kind of guy stuff wouldn't hurt me. Why was it hurting now?

Well, of course I know. He will never ever love me. He loves Lily and always will. Always.

I sobbed harder, but managed to not scream or through a hissy fit.

Pulling out the map and my wand I muttered, "I solemnly sw-swear I am u-up to no good," I looked through the map through teary eyes, and found my little feet.

No one was around me. I couldn't help but look for Severus's shoes. It looked like he was running around the castle.

Muttering, "Mischief managed," I put my map away and help my wand and started heading off randomly, hoping to find my way to the Gryffindor common room before Severus finds me. I couldn't tell him I loved him!

No flipping way in Hell! He would laugh, tell me to get lost, and never look at me again.

Then, I would feel the pain he felt when Lily died, and the rejection he got. I stifled a cry.

I turned down corridors, hallways, went up random stairs, and it was then that I started spazzing. I pulled my map up.

I was on the 3rd floor. Lovely. I sat on the ground, giving up completely.

I watched were my feet laid, and then my eye caught a fast moving pair of feet running across halls, toward me. I looked at the name zoom by: Severus Snape.

Soon, he was in the same room that I was in, and while he was coming, I hid behind an abandoned desk.

"Eileen?" He called, walking around the room, panting and trying to catch his breath, "If you're here, please come out,"

I sighed. I can't hide from him forever I guess.

I climbed out from behind the desk and hung by head when I stood in front of him, my wand and map safe inside my pocket.

"Why did you leave?"

I looked up at him oddly and said, "There wasn't much more to say,"

"I think there was,"

Sighing, I replied, "There's not. Now excuse me, I'm going back to the common room,"

"No, wait," he said stopping me by placing a strong hand on my shoulder.

"I cant do this!" I yelled, yanking my arm from his grip, "I can't. I'm sorry. I just can't take it," I said softly, feeling the tears run down my cheeks.

"Please, listen to me," He begged.

"No," I seethed, "I don't need you to tell me. I already know. Yes. I'm in love with you. I'M IN LOVE WITH SEVERUS SNAPE! And I know you don't love me. It's ok, I wasn't expecting you to love me. Hell, even like me. Honestly I can't even believe it myself.

"It's ok. I'll live. I'll go on, and you'll have Lily. I understand. Truly, now if you'll excuse me,"

He blinked at me stupidly, and I realized he may have come here for a different reason. It could have had nothing to do with love and mushy crap. I closed my eyes in humiliation and turned on my heel but before I left, I turned my head slightly and said, "I don't regret it though," and headed out, leaving a stunned Snape behind me.

I was humiliated. I just admitted my feelings that I got right after I talk to Severus about his life. What's wrong with me? People don't just fall in love right away? Do they?

Love at first sight? But I saw him before! This was so confusing; I held my head as I wondered aimlessly looking for the Gryffindor common room.

218 hallways, and 40 minutes later, I finally found the common room, and muttered, "Goblin Piss," and I walked in.

To my extreme luck, Potter boy and Alison were there waiting.

"Hey! I was wondering where you were! I need to tell you what happened with…" She faltered out when she saw my puffy eyes and my constant shivering.

"Potter, out!" She said turning to boy wonder.

"But—"

"NOW!" He scampered out of here and up the boy's dormitory faster than you can say "Quidditch ,"

Alison sat me down on a fluffy couch and said, "Tell me everything," And I did.

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