THE ONLY ONE I OWN IS SELENA!
When Harry was called down by Professor McGonagall I felt guilty that I had not watched out for any professors. As she walked away with Harry in tow, head down, Draco descended happily, feeling complete that he had done his job of making people miserable, again. I gave a frown and as he walked by I kicked my foot out, making sure to pull my foot high enough to where he had no choice but to fall. It was then that one of his goons had walked over to me and then grabbed me by the front of my robes pulling me to where my toes were barley touching.
"Hey!" Ron yelled about to grab his wrist when the other idiot grabbed Ron by his arm, yanking him back. It was then that Hermione intruded but was stop short by Draco who gave a look of hatred. It was a Gryffindor and Slytherin stand off. Each house stood definitely behind each other giving each others rivalry glares. We probably looked hilarious with being first years, knowing no magic and about to have a stand off.
"Every back to the field!" Madam Hooch yelled out.
…Later that day…
I looked up at the stars hoping to see something that could take my mind off of what was traveling through my head. Hermione and Ron had talked non stop about how they were excited for the holidays coming up. I couldn't stop thinking about my mother. I did miss her in a sense. There were those moments when I could see the beauty she had and how I had inherited a lot of traits from her, especially the color of my eyes. Although holidays were never in a family environment, you could still feel the festive on the holidays within the home. Mother would drink on christmas yelling out spells. She tried making them fun…tried.
"Ms. Mitel, do you know what time it is?" I turned around to see Professor McGonagall and she sighed seeing the tears running down my face.
She kneeled down and I looked into her crinkled face, nervous about how close she was to me. What would she do? Why did she need to be this close to talk to me?
"What is the meaning of this? You are going to catch a cold and you have an exam tomorrow with me." She tried to sound stern but I could catch an underlining emotion.
"I want to speak with my dad." I tried to sound brave, act more mature but all it did was come out as a request. She nodded her head and grabbed my wrist pulling me up. As we walked down the stairs she put both her hands around my shoulders, rubbing them up and down my arms to give friction, getting rid of the chill that surrounded my body. I flinched at first but she acted as if she didn't notice. As we walked down to the dungeons I felt scared that my fathers request at me staying away would count as disobedience but as I tried to turn away professor held me tight.
She gave two knocks to the big door and they echoed loudly throughout the empty hallway. I heard footsteps swiftly make there way to the door. I shamefully put my head down knowing that this could lead to a big argument. I heard the door open and then I was struck by silence. I knew my dad was coming up with a billion other thoughts as to why I could he standing in front of him with my professor behind me when it was after hours.
"Severus if we could come in. I believe my young charge has a few words to say to you." I borrowed my eyebrows down in confusion but kept my head down and my hands together. I saw the bottom of the door open more and my dads shoes moved to the side. Professor McGonagall gave my back a slight push and I walked barefoot into my fathers office. I head in and the big oak door closed behind me and as I jumped at the noise professor McGonagall proceed to rub my arms giving me a soothing sensation.
"I need to use the restroom." I gave the hint as I walked to where my father sleeping quarters were. I couldn't stand the silence. As I turned down the hallway I went to the bathroom door and closed it, giving the impression that I had went in.
"What happened?" My father spoke quietly.
"The prefects noticed a bed a was empty in the first years dormitories and I had went looking for her. I found her in the astronomy tower crying. How a first year went up there without being seen is beyond me. She definitely got her sneakiness from you." Professor said the last part with amusement and I smiled at the thought of my father ever breaking rules. It seems like my father was never a child. He had always just been a stern grown up. It was even funnier to think that my professor had been his professor and had at one point chastised him as she did me.
Dad scoffed, "Thanks. Thats reassuring to know when I punish her it's because those genes are from me." I blushed at the statement. Did he really have to let her know that I was punished in barbaric way.
"She needed you Severus. I know with what's going on with the stone-"
"Shh. I don't need her overhearing. That's the last thing I need is that little mongrel getting into things like that." It was quiet and I heard my professor say goodnight. With the oak door opening and closing I slid down the wall. I was left alone again to think about what on earth was going on in my life. It was much simpler when I didn't know my father, all I knew was that I was a abuse girl who was a witch and lived with her single mother. Now I had father who loved me, but I didn't know how to react. I didn't understand my role as a daughter. I was in training to become a witch and my father had secrets that I was not at liberty to know about.
Was my father a bad man? If he was did he still love me? Or was I just a pawn in his and my mothers sadistic life style. I felt tears run down my face and then I realized I should probably head out before he sees that I did not actually go into the loo. I open the door for the sound effect and walked quietly and swiftly out to my father's office.
I continued to stare at the floor with my hands held in front of me. My tears still quietly descending down and falling off my face onto the floor. My fathers shoes appeared at my feet and I felt a hand tug at my chin forcing me to look up at him.
"What is wrong child?" He asked with curiosity and I couldn't help but shake my head. He then proceeded to grab my arm and pull me towards the couch.
"No! I don't want to be spanked!" I pulled back, pleading.
He turned around and kneeled down to face me. "Although I'm pretty sure there could be things I could correct right now, that is not my intention. Now if you could grace me with your cooperation on walking that would be great." I swallowed and nodded my head and walked with him towards the couch. As we sat down together I tried to get a hold of my tears but to no avail they kept coming.
"Selena I need you to start explain why you were not in bed at hours." My father spoke sternly.
I shook my head. I was not going to give in. "Selena." My dad stated warningly.
"No cause then your just going to have reason to spank me or have me go to the corner or wash my mouth out or whatever other torture you want to put me through." I said stubbornly.
Severus POV
I had to hid the smirk as my daughter refused the request. She looked like a small child with her nose red and tears running down her face, but the arm crossing and stubborn look topped it off. Still I knew she needed to speak what was on her mind. I was not cross in the least bit, perhaps concerned maybe a little frighten at what could have happened if she was not found but defiantly not cross.
"Selena..it is late I have things to do and you need to be asleep it is past your bed time and I am sure you are exhausted." I saw her process my words and then noticed my mistake. I waited for her outburst that was sure to come. Oh how lovely of trait that was given from her mother. To my surprise she looked at me with a pout, ever so quietly saying, "I don't have a bed time." This time I couldn't hide my smirk.
"Oh so eleven-year-olds can do what they please then. Must have been something I missed. " I stated bluntly. Selena's pout, if possible, increased and I found that it was almost eleven o'clock at night.
"Selena. Why were you out of bed when you know I don't condone rule breaking." I tried a different approach. I saw Selena fidget at the idea of her dong then and I made a mental note of my tactic.
"Ron and Hermione were talking about the Holidays… and saying how much their mothers baked deserts and tell them all these stories before they go to bed and even do counts down till Christmas." So there we have it. Selena wanted her mom.
"I see and was Potter apart of this conversation?" She looked at me questionably. No matter how much I disliked the child I couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy that he was more then likely experiencing the same thing as Selena. The child was awfully skinny and tiny for his age and tended to shy away from loud noises. Yes Potter had been beaten as well.
"No doubt the golden boy has plans but my point is that not all people celebrate that way." I saw more tears run down my daughter's face and I internally cringed at the idea that I made her feel worst.
"I want a mom too.." I heard her whisper. She then proceeded to cry and I grabbed my daughter and held her in my lap. She was still too tiny for my liking and I had noticed she was skipping meals still. She was shivering and when I had grabbed her she was still cold at the touch. I would have to give her a potion in the morning to fight off whatever cold she might have got from being in the tower. I was happy however that she did not flinch at my touch. As far as I know I was the only one fortunate enough. I ran my hand over her head and let her cry herself out. It wasn't long before the crying subdued and I heard faint breathing. I looked down and saw she had fallen asleep.
I frowned. I had turned in a push over ever since she came back into my life. Since when did Severus Snape feel bad for people? Caress their head or even be in arm length of them?
None the less I would make her pay for this somehow. I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom tucking her into my bed. I looked at my daughter and had this feeling rise in my chest that I hadn't had in a long time. She was mine and she trusted me. The road with Selena is defiantly bumpy and challenging but there was this void that she kept filling. She gave me a purpose. For a long time I had tried making things right by redeeming myself for Lily making it up to her and watching over her son. Yes the golden boy defiantly could be taken down a few notches and be less pampered but he defiantly had some of Lily in him and I could not neglect that.
It made me wonder would she have liked Selena? The child had her first name but shockingly I did not pick that name out. It was Janet who took the name from her grandmother.
Then there was Janet. Who I can still not figure out. The woman had always struck my curiosity and had given me headache from day one. We had been both join The Dark Lords army at a young age and that's how we meet. We in a way balanced each other out. I being the quiet one and Janet being the dramatic obnoxiously loud one.
I looked down at the slumbering child and saw that she had curled into a ball. Reminding me why I resented Janet. Nine years, she stole from me. I missed milestones that could have made a difference. Maybe not changed the rebellious streak but definitely tone it down. Nine years I had to make up for. All the thoughts she had on me for nine whole years. I gave the child one last look before exciting the room. So many thoughts on my mind because of the trouble maker and I had a week worth of essays to grade. Insufferable brat.
Selena POV
"Leave me alone Draco." I droned on as I continued to walk to the great hall.
"Come on Snape's going to have my ares if I fail another exam." He pleaded and still annoyingly, continued to follow me.
"I'm busy."
"You are not. Can't you give a few moments instead of hanging out with those stupid Gryffindors." Draco childishly stomped his foot
"Goodbye Draco."
I walked toward the table in which Hermione was rattling off on things that needed to be done before finals. I held my laugh in as I looked at Harry who looked more over wheelmen and Ron who seem to be frustrated with the fact that she was dictating their free time. I laughed when I saw the schedule Hermione had handed the boys. I in a sense I agreed there should be more studying but I also understood that the boys would want to do it on their own terms and not have a constant nagging mother hen. As we proceeded to talk about the holiday breaks coming up I ended up venturing off into my own world as I usually did. That's when I did however notice my father staring at me giving me a clear sign that I was to follow him. I excused myself from table with a story of having a few personal matters.
Although Hermione did not believe me…
As I traveled down to the dungeons I felt curious as to what was so important that he pulled me from breakfast. Even though I was use to not eating my father was completely against me skipping meals. It was then when I opened the door my curiosity turned into annoyance. There sitting on the couch completely laid back was Draco. Looking ever so pleased with himself. My father stood in the middle of the room with his arms crossed giving me a disapproving look. Why was I always the one in trouble?
"Selena.."
"No. I won't."
My father signed and turned around sitting at the desk. Looking at both of us unhappily. I looked over to Draco with such hatred that it erased all thoughts about me not belonging to my father.
"Don't flatter yourselves. I'm not going to invite you two to take a seat." Taking my fathers hint that he was quickly losing patience I curtly walked to the chair that sat in front of my fathers desk and plopped my self down crossing my arms. I could see from the side that Draco smiled and walked over taking his time sitting down in the chair next me.
"Draco let me remind you this is not a situation to be happy about." Dad snapped and I was pleased to see that Draco had turned a lovely shade of red. I was smiling all but ten minutes before my dad turned to look at me and my smile quickly faded.
"Draco has brought it to my attention that you have denied his request in helping him with his spells exam." He raised his eyebrow and I could see my day playing exploding snap with Ron quickly fading.
"Yea so? I can deny it. " I said with as much attitude as I dared.
"While I will not approach the subject in which you willing pushed him into a student to avoid the conversation-" I happily remember how I had to tried to run by pushing Draco into one of the sixth year Ravenclaw students. They looked at Draco with their fist clenched and I could hear Draco trying to be brave although he was epically failing.
"and furthermore you will be accompany Draco at least three times week in a study session to help with this exam on Friday." I came back into the conversation and had to give the most shocked face because my father turn his head raising his damn eyebrow once again.
"No. Why should I give up my days to help someone who cold have asked for help sooner." Draco scoffed at my comment.
"While I am willing to agree with you," Giving Draco a glare," I will point out that you had intentions to study for this exam." I let my shoulder shrug at this comment as me and Hermione had plans to study for the exam later tonight and tomorrow.
"I have rights." I tried.
"That I can veto at my discretion."
I exhaled dramatically and looked over to Draco to see him smirk. Giving one last pleading look to my father only to see that he was absolutely firm on this decision. Then again when was he not.
"Fine but I pick the times and how long." I said crossing my arms again.
"That is fine."
"And if he's rude I am ending the session."
"If Draco is rude then send him to me." I felt great joy in watching Draco's mouth drop at the thought of being handed over to my father.
I exhaled dramatically and was excused from the room as my father admitted that him and Draco needed to have a discussion without noisy Gryffindor girls being involved. The only reason I wasn't totally baffled with the situation was that I knew this discussion wouldn't have too much talking in it. Yes those words made all the difference in my mood.
…Later that Day…
"Awh come one Hermione, you're saying your not the least bit interested in what the stone has to do with Dumbledore?" I complained as we got ready to turn in for the night.
"Haven't you thought about it for one moment that we could be expelled?" She explained exasperated.
"Well so could reading books from the restricted section but that didn't stop you." I mumbled jumping into my bed. I could hear Hermione gasp and next thing I knew I was looking into her eyes. Of course I screamed earning a glare from the rest of our dormitory.
"I'll have you know that those are two entirely different things and I wouldn't be expelled." She said in a hush tone getting into my bed.
"Hey! You have your own bed." I stated but none the less scooted over.
"And you won't let me sleep. But I was also wondering if your mum and dad would let you come over for Christmas holidays?" I was shocked at the request of course Hermione had been telling me all about muggle London but I would have never thought she'd invite me over.
"I don't know if they'd let me..they're a bit over bearing.." I said turning around.
"What...come one Selena I thought you said they don't even care that much about what you do?"
"Well my mum doesn't but my dad is a little over protective." Sometimes way to over protective.. Dad had done everything in his power to make sure my potion was perfected in potions class and if it even boiled the wrong way he would make Hermione and I restart. Hermione and I skirted around the topic and it wasn't long before she retreated back to her own bed leaving me in my own thoughts. The holiday break wasn't something I hadn't thought about. Would dad make me stay here or would we go back home? Home sounded lovely but spending my first actual Christmas with my dad for our first Christmas sounded even better.
...The next day...
"You're a moron."
SMACK
"OW!" I furiously rub the sting out of my bum.
"I suggest you watch your mouth." My father said somewhere behind me.
"I wasn't calling you one." I said flabbergasted.
"For the sake of ever sitting again I pray you weren't calling me one. However that is not the case. Turn around you two." Draco and I turned around apprehensively expecting dad to give us another ten whacks.
"Can we now talk civilly or do you both need to stay in the corner longer?"
Draco's and I study session went as well as I expected it to go. He of course complained every step of the way and had to always make some remark about my Gryffindor idiocy. Ten minutes into the story session I turned around Marched to my father office and demanded to be set free from the job I was given. My father of course made a remark about my attitude and then I lost it telling them how it wasn't fair I be put through hell to tutor some ungrateful Slytherin. It felt good to through his house in his face since they always made a remark on mine.
It of course lead to, me and Draco having an argument and wearing out whatever patience my father had. He had swatted us both rather hard and sent us to opposite corners where I refused, once again, to stay quiet.
"Can you two stop acting like toddlers." My father spat.
"She started it!"
"He started it!"
Our simultaneously response seemed to add fuel to my dad's fire because he marched towards us and I ran behind Draco screaming. I soon heard Draco gasp and my father yanked him by his arm over to him and landed six firm swats to the seat of his pants.
Not releasing him he turned to me and gave a glare that I had only meet four times and each one ended with one last warning before my hide was tanned.
"I can tutor him." I said fast.
"Yea she's great at it. I'm learning so much." Draco quickly caught on and he pried himself out of my fathers hands and pulled me out the door.
...Holiday Break begins...
"Promise me you'll owl me and let me know?" I rolled my eyes but none the less nodded my head. Hermione had came up with this brilliant plan for me to spend the weekend with her in London. She was going to show me all these extravagant muggle places.
We got off the train onto platform 9 3/4 and looked around. "Mum and dad should be waiting on the actual platforms." she said grabbing her bags.
"I do hope Harry is fine this Christmas." I had been rather worried about how the holidays would be for my friend. I mean he had spent many alone so why should this be any different? I couldn't help the sickening feeling that took over when I thought that Harry might miss his parents and do something stupid.
"Ron will be with him." Hermione added but she didn't sound so sure of herself. "Who's picking you up?"
"Ugh our house elf. I believe. Father won't be home for another two hours and mother is away on business." Mione pressed her lips together. All term Hermione had pestered me with questions about my parents not believing any word and she still continued to on the train. My only hope is she would give up after I spent the days with her over the holidays.
"Oh thats him! Bye have a safe trip." I spotted Junop and quickly ran over to him. He then apparated us home and boy did it feel good to be home.
"Master Snap will be home shortly. He has requested that you eat dinner and be in bed before ten. " My eyebrows went down in confusion. "Will he not be home before I go to bed?"
The house elf seemed to struggle with the idea of asking my father anything. I knew he would never punish them or at least I prayed he would never. I nodded my head and grabbed my bag to unpack for the following two weeks. I tucked in for the night complete at ease with myself. I had read through a book I had been itching to get my hands on since I came here. I had finished unpacking and even cleaned my room.
The next two days consisted of my father running in and out. Promising me he would be staying home within the next few days. He was overwhelmed with grading his essays as idiot Hufflepuff's could not tell the difference from a cauldron and a stir stick as he says. He let me join Draco and his mother in accompanying them to Diagon Ally the next day were I purchased my father a book on potion making for dummies. I thought it was funny and might just might crack a smile from dad. He had let me decorate our tree.
One I didn't know we would even be getting. He even went as far as to have the elves put up Christmas lights on the house. He of course mumbled snide remarks here and there and even swatted me a few times claiming I was to happy for such a childish event. I smiled each time knowing my father was acting like a grouch because he refused to be seen any other way. I knew his secret though so I was okay with how things were going that all was till the day before Christmas…
…Christmas Eve…
I happily wrapped my fathers christmas gift. I even left out a evil laugh as I wrote "from your favorite Gryffindor ". The idea of my father liking anyone outside of Slytherin was completely laughable. I had wrote letters to Hermione furiously back and fourth on when I was going to ask my father and we even were talking about plans for the summer. I couldn't wait to see what muggle London looked like it was like a dream to see that world. I mean if you could switch from wizarding world to muggle born world why would you just stay in one your whole like?
My father had some last minute staff meeting to attend and told me he be home shortly after lunch. I was very surprised my father had let me to stay alone. He was bit over bearing at some times. The flow roared to life as I moved the present under the Christmas tree being the first present to be out under our tree I admired the moment.
"How was the meeting dad?" I listened to the silence of the room and tilted my head. I thought he just came through the floo? I got up off my knees and turned around brushing myself off.
"Dad-" I froze as when I turned around there standing less then ten feet away was my mother. Her matching blue eyes pierced into my soul as her curly black hair fell into the front of her face. She held her wand to the side of her body and had her other fist clenched.
"What house were you sorted into." She said through clenched teeth. Oh no. She had found out. I gulped not knowing what to say. I felt a familiar feeling crawl into me and it paralyzed me in every way. My mother moved her wand through the air and my body took flight landing me by the hallway on the floor. I winched as I made contact with the floor. Taking a moment to breath and ignoring the pain I began to push off the floor only to be grabbed by the back of my hair and be pulled into a standing position.
"Where is your room?" She whispered in my ear. My hands still firmly wrapped around hers that still occupied a fist full of my hair. I began to walk towards my room resisting the urge to let tears pour out. Where was my dad? How did she get past the wards?
The walk was very long and I kept feeling my mom jab her wand into the back of my back, her way of telling me to move faster. I opened the door to my room to reveal my Gryffindor scarf that lay on my bed from going outside early. My room had yet to be decorated with Gryffindor colors but my scarf was a dead give away. My mother turned me and around and back handed me so hard I felt the blood start to leak in my mouth. The tears begin to brim my eyes and my hands went to my face instantly.
"You wretched stupid girl." She said a incantation making my arm slit open as if a knife ran through it. Her favorite spell. I grabbed my arm as blood began to seep out. This can't be happening not on Christmas eve. Where was my dad? The house elves where off for the day as my father had kindly let them have Christmas Eve to themselves. This scared me all the much more as it was if we're back at moms Manor.
"You disgraced our family." My books flew off my shelf and slammed into me one hitting my nose pretty hard.
"You poisoned our family. Both names ruined because of you!" Another slit in my arm.
"Stop- dad will be home soon." I bravely mustered up and surprisingly it did seem to stop her for a moment. She swiftly walked over to me making me cower in fear and grabbed me and through me on the floor sitting on top of me. I started to cry silently knowing this was about to hurt.
"Let me give a you a brief history lesson. No matter how much your father tells you he will never say the whole truth. Your father and me once loved each other and we held the same interest. We still do." She whispered the last part into my ear. "You don't know what he's done Selena or what he is but soon enough you will realize you're in a family of murders and followers of the dark arts. We stand for everything you don't and you better make a choice. Because it won't be long before everyone is pulled out of their fantasy world and made to live in reality. No muggle will be safe not mud blood or half breed. Just the pure ones will live in peace. Your father and I blessed you with great blood and you've tainted it with the house you've chosen. None the less your father and I will have another child and make them right. Until then...Crucio!" I felt my body light up with pain and it was start of my mothers fun. I don't know how long it was but I just kept hoping my father would walk through the door. At some point I couldn't register sound and then I couldn't feel pain. She said words and then light would come from her wand. I looked at the pool of blood the surround me. I closed my eyes wishing for something to make sense but I was just meet with silent abyss.
...Snapes POV...
"Could Severus possible be excited to be home listening to Christmas music?" Madam Hooch announced. I rolled my eyes. I hardly liked her when we were students and even as colleges I refused to take any interest into her now. I just wanted to be home with my kid. The meeting was far longer then promised. Extra precautions on the stone. All this waste of time to keep it protected. I hadn't spent much time with my daughter and I really wanted to with the holidays here. Not that I dare utter word of it but I did enjoy seeing her. I loved the way she smiled and how the light shinned in her eyes. She was my world to say the least. Rebellious and troublesome but yes I did love her. She was happy and that's all I could ask for.
I arrived home to find it complete quiet. Now what could that blasted child be doing now? I looked under the tree to see one present and went over to it reading the tag. The nerve of that child! Cheeky as hell. I shook my head and went to look for her not finding her in the library or kitchen I decided the last place must be her room. As I knew she wouldn't dare go in my potion lab. Well I hope for her sake she didn't.
I walked into her room to find it a complete mess. I was about to lecture her when I saw a pool of blood next to the bottom of her bed. My blood ran cold and I searched the room.
"Selena!" I yelled out quickly looking I heard a faint moan coming from the closet and I ran over to it. Opening the walk in closet and walking into I found more blood leading over to the very back under all the clothes. I opened them hastily to find my daughter. Only she didn't look anything like my daughter. She had blood coming out of her nose. Her left cheek was swelling and perspiration, thus proving it be a black eye by tomorrow. She had numerous deep cut all over her and her right shoulder was shaped awkwardly. She was frightened at first and seem to push away trying to hide in the wall. She was half conscious and beginning to fade quickly. I grabbed my daughter hoping it wasn't to late. I laid her back down her room were the biggest pool of blood was and began saying my incantation. Some of the wounds began to grow smaller but it still wasn't enough I quickly grabbed her in my arms as she fell unconscious.
Quickly I went to my study and floo over to Hogwarts knowing Madam Pomfrey be the only one to help I looked down. I cast a patronus charm over to Dumbledore as I went into the infirmary.
"Oh my." She said as she ran for her closets of supplies set Selena down on the bed fathers away from the door. I could see Dumbledore come through the infamy doors along with McGonagall. Who's eyebrows went down in confusion. Upon seeing Selena she quickly helped Poppy grab the potions.
"Severus?" Albus gave me a questioning look and as I turned to give my explanation. I heard a faint voice.
"Daddy?" I turned around to see Selena opening one eye as the other would not open.
I grabbed her hand and rubbed my other hand over her hair that was matted from blood. She started crying and I heard Albus whisper an spell. Gold light flew over her body and she quickly fell into sleep.
"Severus." Albus said once again.
"I'll let you know when she done with the healing process." I gave her a quick nod and followed Albus out of the infirmary. Praying to Merlin that I wouldn't end up in Azkaban tonight.
…Later that Night from Selena's POV…
I opened my eyes to be meet with a dark abyss. I started to breath hard until I notice where I was. How did I get to Hogwarts? Then in all started coming back and I bit back a frightened sob. My mother has showed no mercy and I vaguely remember waking up to seeing her leave. I had been in so much pain and could not move any portion of my body without feeling sharp pains shoot through my veins. I had been scared she would come back or if she heard me cry it would bring back her anger. I had managed to crawl…no drag myself into my closet. It was the only place I knew that was safe. The only place I could feel safe. Then everything was black.
I looked over to my right to see a man slumped in the infirmary chair and noticed it was my dad. His usually perfect posture was laid back, his arm was supported by the arm rest and his hand covered his face. He was sleeping but I could tell he had got nothing of the sort.
My eyebrows went done in confusion as I felt restricted. Almost confined to the bed. I rolled my eyes, my dad had very likely put a binding spell on me. I sighed trying to contemplate what to do with the ideas running through my mind.
"Selena?" I heard a whisper.
I turned head side to side looking to where that voice could have came from. My father was sound asleep and no one was in the infirmary.
"To your left. It's Harry." I looked to the left but saw no one. I must be going crazy. Thats what it is my mom hit my head and I am in a dream.
"Quick what's that silencing charm." I saw the curtain move around the bed and I nodded my head completely at ease that I had lost my marbles.
"Silencio?" Oh great job way to answer someone who's not even here. I did question however if Silencio would work with my father still in the room and no definite wall for the spell to attach its self with besides the actual walls of the infirmary.
I heard the voice cast the spell and quickly Harry appeared out of thin air. I looked at him bewildered and he smiled that same old mischievous grin that I had been missing for the last week.
"What-…How'd you do that?" Harry sat down at the edge of the bed and showed me his cloak. Explaining the events from Christmas till now. I sat there quiet completely crest fallen that I had missed out on my first Christmas with my father. My chance at having a Christmas has passed and by the time it came around it wouldn't be my first Christmas with my father. I was curious however at the mirror he had found and even more curious at how the cloak worked and who could have possibly given it to Harry. If they knew Harry's parents why wouldn't they talk to him?
Harry lost his smile when he noticed how I winced when I moved, "What happened Sel?" I looked down not knowing how I could possibly share the information with Harry.
"I -…"
"Mr. Potter. I know you feel as if the rules never apply you but it is after hours and needs her rest." I looked up to see my father had pulled the divider back to where it had originally been and gave Harry a furious look. Guess silencio didn't work the way we had thought it would.
Harry's face went white and he stuttered a few time before actually getting out, "I was just worried about her as I know she wasn't suppose to be back to till after holiday breaks." I smiled at Harry. It had never occurred to me that my condition could worry my friends.
"Be that as it may, your are breaking rules and will serve detention for them. Now I will walk you back to your dormitory to make sure your Gryffindor idiocy doesn't get the best of you." Harry wanted to object but then closed his mouth and nodded. He gave me one last look and wished me goodnight.
As instructed to Harry walked out of the infirmary and waited in the hall for the evil potions master. I wanted to say something but once again was stopped by my dads furious look. "I am going to walk Potter back to his dorms. You are going to take this sleeping draught and get your rest." I opened my mouth to object to the idea of even sleeping…hell I was going to object to that whole statement.
"Selena, I have been through hell and back the last two nights you laid in this bed. I am exhausted and you need your rest to heal. Your defiance right now will do nothing but earn you a stern spanking as I do not take you being in the infirmary lightly. My objective is too get you out of this bed and into the one in my quarters. All you are doing is prolonging that goal and for every hour you stay in this infirmary past that deadline I will count it as a swat to your bottom with the ruler do I make myself clear?" I looked at my dad and nodded with tears running down my face.
Why was he being so mean? I took the vial and looked at it sniffling. I heard him sigh and he took my face in his hands and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. I was shocked at the display of affection. My dad was not a very affectionate person to say the least.
"Please Selena. I need you to do this for me." With one nodded I took the bottle to my lips and drank down the revolting flavor. The more I thought about it the more I was grateful for the potion as my pain was quickly flaring up in my body and as I started to close my eyes I saw my father turn away, walking out the door.
PLEASE REVEIW! I AM CHANGING TO THE PLOT OF THW STORY AND THE ORDER IN WHICH EVENTS HAPPEN. JUST BECAUSE I DONT WANT TO BE ALL BASED OFF THE ACTUAL BOOKS/MOVIES.