Disclaimer: I own nothing of the Potter world. I own only Mia Ferris, Devin Goodwell, and Sylas the owl. I wish I owned it, but sadly that's not the case.
Broken Roses: In the Morning
Mia awoke the next morning slightly disoriented but soon came to her senses with full recognition of the night before. She sat up with a yawn and stretched. She was about to get out of the bed when the door opened. She turned to look at the door and saw her father there, standing in the doorway with black robes on.
"I was just coming to wake you but it seems you're already awake." He smiled at her then moved over to sit on the bed. "Classes start today. You need to get up and get ready so we can head down to breakfast. I went and got a pair of your robes for you."
Mia looked at him for a second before throwing herself on him. She hugged him tightly. "I've missed you so much. We were always told in the orphanage that we would never see our parents again, but I knew. I knew I would find you. And I did. I love you, dad." It wasn't a long speech like the ones Dumbledore made every year, but it left her father at a loss for words. He was stunned for a moment before he took her and held her shoulders so she would look at him.
"I love you, too." She smiled at him, gave him a quick hug, then jumped out of bed.
"Get out now. I have to get ready like you said. Shoo! Shoo!" She laughed and then pulled him off the bed and started shoving him out of the room.
"Okay, okay! I'm going. Don't take forever!" he shouted as the door shut in his face. He turned around and walked down the hall, chuckling.
On the other side of the door, Mia stood in the middle of the room for a few seconds and then started dancing around with a huge grin on her face. She stopped after realizing she had to get ready. She grabbed her robes and made her way into the bathroom.
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Ten minutes later, Mia was dressed and ready to go. She stepped into the living area and sighed. It was dark, but warm. It made her feel content and relaxed. When she sighed, her father turned around from the fireplace. He had been looking at a photo above it.
"That was actually fairly quick for a female," he told her jokingly. She went over and hit him on the arm lightly.
"Whatever. Should we go now?"
"Yes." He turned to go, but then stopped and turned back around again. He dropped to his knees in front of Mia. "I'm going to warn you now. I have a reputation here for being quite mean. If I say or do anything to hurt you, I don't mean it. It is just me being Professor Snape, not your father. Do you understand?"
Now irritated, Mia replied, "No. I don't understand why you would have to live your life a lie, but you aren't going to tell me so let's just go." She stormed out of the room, unsure where she was going but assuming her father was following behind to tell her if she was going the wrong way or not.
She had a feeling it was going to be a long day.
Please don't hate me! I know it's been forever and I know this chapter sucks, but please forgive me! I didn't have a lot of time to write for a while, and then whenever I got my computer out to write, I just wasn't feeling it. I don't want to just skip ahead but I also don't want too much filler. Thank you so much for sticking with me!
