The Potion Master's Daughter
By: Hobblefoot.11
Chapter Three: October, 1995
Her belongings, school robes, books and other necessities had been put with all the first years belongings. After a long talk with the headmaster, he had escorted her to the corridor outside the Great Hall.
"Wait here, Miss Grey, and Professor McGonagall will be out to collect you shortly." Dumbledore told her, before disappearing inside the hall, which was already filled.
She listened through the large double doors, and gathered that there was some sort of 'sorting' process, where you place an old black hat on your head, and it calls one of the four houses for you to be sorted in.
Eileen fidgeted nervously. She knew they would all stare at her face. They would point and whisper. Some might ask her stupid questions. She hated Alan for making her come here.
She uselessly tried to smooth out her black turtle neck sweater, suddenly feeling like wearing all black had been a bad choice. She glanced down at herself. She was wearing a pair of black dress pants and her knee-high boots of the same color. Her dark black hair hung in a protective curtain around her face, in a pathetic attempt to hide the scar. Today it looked then before, dark red and starting to scab over, it was ten times more noticeable then it had been two days previous.
The door opened beside, causing her to start.
An older witch, wearing emerald green robes and a matching hat stepped through. She didn't smile at the nervous girl, but her expression was welcoming. She beckoned for her, and Eileen followed her into the hall.
They both walked up the aisle, Eileen three paces behind the woman, who she knew was Professor McGonagall.
Everyone was silent as they walked up.
Dumbledore began talking. "Attention, everyone. This year we are very blessed to be getting a new student. She is sixteen years old, and will be joining the sixth years. She has been homeschooled by her mother, until recently when her mother was murdered by Death Eaters. She herself was injured, but managed to escape."
Eileen hissed under her breath. That was not what had happened, the bastard! She instantly felt a strong dislike for the man who stood up there and made it sound like all she had suffered was a stunning curse or some shit.
"Please do not harass her about this tragic event. And now I give you..." He waited for dramatic effect, waited just until she had stepped up next to the hat, back still to the crowd.
"Miss Eileen Grey."
She turned to the student body, and heard the sudden intake of breath as they took in her face. She scowled at them. Damn them all!
Everyone was busy staring at the new girl, but if anyone had been glancing at their potion's professor, they would have seen the look of upmost shook on his face, before his mask settled over top.
McGonagall picked up the hat and she remained standing as it was placed on her head. It had barely settled on her head before it shouted loudly "SLYTHERIN!"
A loud cheer arose from the far table, and so she quickly made her way to that table, head down. Eileen placed herself in the empty spot at the center of the table, beside a familiar looking blonde boy, and a larger Italian boy. They introduced themselves as Blaise Zabini and Draco Malfoy. She was introduced to Pansy Parkinson, Astoria Greengrass and Millicent Bulstrude as well, and instantly gathered that they some of the more important pureblood families. Families who produced Death Eater heirs.
The feast passed quickly. No one really spoke to her, however both Astoria and Pansy passed along their condolences. She barely touched the food on her plate, preferring to merely swish it around with her fork.
When the feast was over, she followed the Slytherins out of the hall. As they were walking, a red-headed teen about Eileen age stopped her.
"Off with your new Death Eater buddies already? I knew that story Dumbledore took was bullshit." He said arrogantly. Pansy placed a hand on her shoulder to steer her away, but she didn't go.
"Come on, Ron, let's go." A bushy haired girl reached for him.
He ignored her. "How'd you really get that scar, huh, Grey?" He sneered. "Did you fail a mission for You-Know-Who? Guess you ain't so good after – "
Eileen snapped. She pulled away from Pansy's restraining hand and moved forward, grabbing the arrogant red-head by the front of his robes. "You don't know what you're talking about, you bastard." She snarled, quietly, but loud enough that almost everyone who had gathered around them could hear. "I watched my mother murdered by a Death Eater, then I was tied to a pole –" She spat the word "- had my clothes torn off, and had a Death Eater carve me up for fun, while seven others stood there and laughed at my pain." She snarled. "I will never become one of them!"
She shoved him backwards with all her strength, and he fell hard on the stone floor, letting out a yelp of pain as his head collided with the floor.
Eileen turned on her heel and marched away, Draco, Pansy, Millicent, Astoria and Blaise all following behind her.
They didn't know that standing behind a pillar, just out of sight, stood a very shaken Severus Snape.
As soon as he had heard the name Eileen Grey, he knew she must have some resemblance to Daphne, his wife. And when Albus said she was dead, it had broke his heart. But the ery worst was hearing that he could possibly be her father, and he had not been there for her, and Death Eaters, the sick twisted men he worked with, had sliced her up like a loaf of bread.
He had heard Lucius boasting when they had returned, about cutting up a girl, about hearing her scream, but he never would have guessed...
And with that hair, the same color as his, the same texture of his mother, whom it would seem Eileen had been named after, and those gorgeous blue eyes that he possessed, just dulled in color. There really was no mistaking that that tortured Slytherin girl was his daughter.
And he had let her down
A/N So Eileen's at Hogwarts! Yeah! Tell me what you guys think so far!