Selina POV
I headed down the hall on my way to the dungeons to meet with my father for the very first time. The portraits are gossiping and moving from one frame to another. I knew that everyone was curious of me since no one had heard of Professor Snape having a kid, but then again he never knew either. I was so nervous yet so excited at the same time to meet him. One thing that I was afraid of happening was that he wouldn't accept me as his daughter. I was terrified.
I arrived at the door of the potions classroom and timidly knocked on the door. As I waited I looked down at my shoes and only lifted my head when the door opened. Standing there peering down at me was my father. I smiled shyly as he moved to the side and motioned for me to enter. I walked into the classroom and walked till I stood at his desk and turned to face him as he stood at the door with his arms crossed. Finally he spoke "You say you're my daughter and I can slightly see the resemblance but why did your mother never want me to know before now?" I shrugged my shoulders and looked at him "She never actually told me. I just known that you are my father and that mother didn't want to overwhelm you." I watched as he walked to me "You're mother always was one to make assumptions instead of asking people."
He sat at his desk and leaned on his elbows "Now I want to get to know my daughter so tell me as much as you can about yourself." I smiled and sat down on a chair that he wandlessly pulled up. "Well I'm 11 years old and my birthday is April 21, I love potions and transfiguration, I also love to play quidditch and I don't really know what else." He smirked and nodded his head "you are like your mom when you get excited." I laughed and nodded my head "OH! And my favorite color is purple!" he nodded his head "Well we will meet up again later, you still have homework to get done. I'll see you in the morning." I smiled and stood up while grabbing a thick book out of my bag and handed it to him. He looked at me with a questioning gaze with a raise of an eyebrow "It's a photo album of me growing up. I thought that you would like to borrow it." He nodded his head as I turned to leave "Goodnight Professor Snape." Shutting the door behind me I heaved a sigh. It surprisingly went better than I expected. I smiled to myself before heading back to the Gryffindor common rooms. Walking through the portrait to the common room I noticed my friends sitting around the fire working on their homework. As I joined them Harry glanced at me "Lina how did the meeting go with Professor Snape?" I smiled at him "It went a lot better. He asked about me and seemed to want to know more." He nodded and pulled his potion essay to him "Do you think you can help me with this?" I smiled at him and nodded "Of course"
It quickly came upon Friday which was Flying lessons. I had noticed through the week that my father seemed to be slightly distracted but he had yet to speak to me about the photo album that I had placed in his hands. After getting ready and heading down to the common room I quickly noticed Harry and Hermione sitting in front of the fire. Hermione seemed to be trying to calm Harry from his nerves acting up. As I sat down next to him I patted his arm and smiled "Harry everything is going to be fine. Don't stress about. I promise its going to be natural for you to be on a broom." He smiled back at me and nodded his head "Thanks Lina. I'm just hoping for once to not have any trouble with Malfoy." I laughed and nodded "It would be nice wouldn't! But Harry if you think about it Malfoy has always been trouble and it seems he always will be." He laughed along with me. When Ron arrived we got up and walked to the Great Hall together for breakfast. The conversation seemed to lean more towards flying that day and explaining to Harry the concept behind Quidditch. He was quickly learning but I knew he was still nervous. I just shook my head and smiled. Today was going to be good.