ENJOY. I DON'T OWN ANYTHING BESIDES SELENA!
Harry's POV
"Mate are you mental! Snape could have cut you up and used you for one of his potions, no one would have found out! You should have waited for me!" I looked down still completely disturb by what happened last night. Why was Selena in the hospital wing? Why would anyone want to hurt her, she was smart and really nice. Every time she laughed and smiled it brought nothing but happiness.
"Ron you should have seen her...she was scared-"
"Well blimey! I wonder why, maybe it's because she had the git watching over her! Poor Selena if I had been-...Harry? What's wrong?" All I could picture was Selena looking around franticly when I had called her name. This wasn't the same girl that had went head first into a forbidden area without so much as blinking.
"This was different Ron. If anything she feels better that Professor Snape is watching over her." Everything became quiet and I could tell Ron's mind was starting to finally wrap around the bigger picture. Selena had been abused and as her best friends we sorely missed it. Something only I could relate to and yet I had been so blind to. We had discussed to some length that our family hated us because we were different but if I had known that they were capable of this I would have begged her to stay with us over christmas break. We sat there in silence, failing to miss Ron's mum coming into the room.
"Boys what wrong? Shouldn't you all be roaming around?" She inquired as she dusted off her coat. Probably shocked to hell upon seeing her normally rowdy child inside.
"Selena's been hurt mum. Someone's hurt her." I looked over at Ron who was completely crestfallen and it was then that I noticed how much it hurt us when one of us was hurt. Almost like a team.
"I'll be back boys." And with that Ron mother left Gryffindor dormitory.
...Molly POV...
As I walked down the halls that brought so many memories I couldn't help but be less than thrilled. If there was anything I was against, it was child abuse and if there was anything that broke my heart it was seeing my children's hearts broken. Put those two together and you got one vey pissed off Mama Weasley. As I was walking to the infirmary I passed by Severus who has seemed to just come out of the infirmary.
He stopped and composed himself, honestly the man had looked like he had been through hell.
" ." He gave me curt nod before walking away. I stood there for a few minutes thinking before proceeding on. Upon opening the doors I noticed the dead silence and when I looked down the rows of beds I saw one occupied by a very small girl. She was curled up and shaking. I could see how distress she was even though she was underneath the covers and wasn't facing me.
"I told you that I'm not taking anymore potions. So you can shove that dreamless draught up your cauldron. " she said with a horse voice. The poor baby had sounded like she been crying an awful lot. I walked over to her silently or at least the I thought. I saw her tense and then instantly move her hand to her bottom.
"Don't my shoulder pain is coming back!" I bit back a laugh remembering all the times the kids came up with excused to avoid punishment. I sat on the bed and tapped on her hip. As she turned to me her eyes grew wide and I could see a lovely shade of red grow in her cheeks.
"Hello there do you know who I am?" My eyebrows rose as she nodded her head. Ron didn't like to talk about home much, nor did he fancy his smothering mother.
"Your one of the aurors that are here to talk to me about the recent events. I grimaced of course the child would think that. It was then that I decided to take in her appearance. The poor thing had bandages wrapped around her shoulder and had several bruise on her face not to mention the huge gash above her left eyebrow. She also seemed to be shifting a lot, implying that she was uncomfortable every way she lay. I was pretty sure there were other injuries I could not see as well.
"No precious I'm , Ronald's mom." I could see the connection forming in her head and then she moved to get up wincing with every bone that shifted. I carefully grabbed her elbow allowing her to push against my hand and moved the pillows to support her better.
"H-hi I'm Selena Mitel. Where are the boys?"
"The boys are very worried about you Selena. Mind telling me what happened?" Selena seemed to go back into memories and then she shook her head covering her face with her hands and began to cry.
"My mum..." Was all she got out before her sobs over took her control to talk. I rubbed her arms and let her cry, however it wasn't long before Severus came striding into the room.
"Miss. Mitel what could possibly be wrong now." It was then when Selena gave Severus a glare that it all clicked in place. The fact that Severus seemed like he hadn't slept in weeks and how Selena had covered her bottom after talking about a potion. There was also a similar resemblance between the two. Even thought Severus seemed irritated that she was crying there was an underlining tone of concern. He walked into the room with purpose. To end anything that was making her cry.
"Severus if I could speak with you in the hall." I said curtly not giving him time to deny my request.
Severus walked curtly and quietly without any noise. As we closed the infirmary doors. He waved his wand casting only what I could presume a silencing spell.
"What is it Molly." I raised my eyebrow as I had not heard the name come out of Severus in a long time. His reaction to being out in the hallway, away from a crying child, a child, something this particular Professor doesn't fancy being around, proves even more that my assumption couldn't being any more right.
I suddenly had become a lost for words I felt as if I was trapped. Arthur and I had been three years ahead of Lily and James and while Severus had never been apart of the group of friends we still held many years together. As my children had all had him at one point or another as the "evil portion master".
I had been so ready to interrogate him on the child and accuse him of not watching her properly but now as I looked at him all I could see was a concerned parent. A parent that was ready to do whatever it takes. Severus could be a foul person at time but if there was three things that described him to a tee it would be that he was smart, brave, and always kept his word.
"You don't have to do this alone."
"As interesting as that unnecessary, yet completely incomprehensible of a statement, I-"
"Oh cut the theatrics Severus. I'm a mother of seven hyperactive children. I know a parent when I see one." For the first time in years I saw his eyes become darker.
"Molly, tread lightly and say no more of the matter."
"I know a father like you needs to keep his secrets.. I understand and feel it is absolutely necessary, if not, the responsibly thing to do as a parent to keep that child out of everything you've done as well as her mother."
There were several minutes of silence..
"As it is, our children are in the same house and are very good friends, I feel as if it is my duty to provide my hospitality when needed." Before he good object I turned away and walked back to the dorms in which I had two very curious, yet disturbed children to speak with.
"Oh and do give the love bug my best wishes. I will be in contact with her soon to see how she's carrying along. Good day to you Severus."
Severus POV…
The next two weeks were inconsolable. I had to refrain every muscle in my body to not throttle my child. Her whining never ceased and her rebellious attitude only grew as her injuries subsided. She had become restless and hated being bed ridden and taking so many potions. I was however…thankful… for Molly as her council seemed to do wonders for Selena.
My daughter cried in her arms and she would explain to Molly what happened Christmas eve and it took al my will power not to hex her mother. She didn't leave out the details. She even remembered the spells used. Molly would cry with her and during those times I myself had to shut down my thoughts for a moment. As a I child I remembered every detail of a beating from my father just like Selena did. While I had potions and spells to heal me, I couldn't imagine my father with a wand. It brought back feelings I had buried along time ago. Feelings Lily had helped me repress and now Selena had to endure the same nightmare I did yet only worst. I at least had my mother all the years he beat me to help heal my wounds and comfort me. While Selena had been alone through all them. She was damage emotionally in so many ways and yet she was still nothing short of perfect. When she was born and I looked into those blues eye and I vowed to never let any type of harm come near her but most of all be nothing like my father. It had never occurred to me that Janet could hold the potential of being the monster he was.
When Janet and I had found out we were expecting it brought different kind of feelings. We weren't unhappy but at the same time not exactly thriving off the idea. We understood the events that could take place after being with each other so to find out she was pregnant wasn't exactly a surprise. No I remember that year, it was exactly a month after Lily and James had found out they were expecting Harry. James had made it known to everyone in the Wizarding community, come to think of it, his arrogant ways were similar if not exactly how Lucius reacted when he found out him and Narcissa were expecting Draco months before. Yes, Selena was the end of the baby bloomers.
During the time, although no one really knew, Voldemort was building power and gaining followers. Janet was more then ready for a war, even while pregnant. Her idea was to have a child with great wizarding power, a child who's power, although she would never admit it, could match or at least be near the dark lords. She wanted our child to marry another great honorable wizard and be feared upon. Meanwhile I was just trying to wrap my mind around the fact that my child would be just as strong willed and if not more of a headache then Janet was.
Even during those dark times I remembered telling Lily and she was over joyed for me. Denying my comments about how rubbish of a father I would be. I was right because now Selena resented me for the torture she endure, I understood and that is why I took full blame.
I walked as fast as I could to Dumbledore's office. The patrons he had sent seemed rather urgent and seeing as the headmaster was suppose to be away on business, seemed all the more reason to be in a hurry. What in the world could the old coot want at this time in the night? Upon walking into his office I could see and smell Hagrid, I swear the buffoon never showered. I also notice Minerva sitting in one of the chairs, in her night attire.
"Sir?"
"The kids know about the stone and Quirrell attacks tonight."
Selena's POV…
"Your crazy! Why would Snape have a dragon egg on him!" I argued with Ron. I tried to reason as we headed for the restricted room. I may have just dropped into his life this summer but I almost knew for a fact that he wasn't hiding any dragon eggs in the mansion.
"Why would Snape want the stone? Oh right, he's evil!" Ron always the one to remind me that he hates my father. None the less that answer pretty much shut me down.
"Why is the door unlocked?" Harry said peering into the room. As we entered the room where the three head dogs lived. They were fast asleep as the trap door lay open. A harp playing some melodramatic song that could have even put me to sleep.
"Looks like Snapes' already been here." Harry bravely walked over. I tried to think of a time that my father listened to any type of music. While I was pretty sure he didn't listen to that hip hop, I was almost positive he didn't listen to any music at all.
After I walked over to the trap door, trying to ignore the horrid dog breath, I peered into the dark abyss and I got a sickening feeling that whatever was done there was going to kill me wether it be a monster or my dad. The more I thought about it the more I wanted it to be a monster.
"Did it get a little too quiet in here?" Hermione said pulling me out of my thoughts.
"Ew Ron what is that?" I said pointing to his shoulders which held a disgusting amount of white goo. He was really trying to make me vomit because then he touched it! We looked up and to think since I had already wet my pants once from seeing the three headed dogs, that I wouldn't do it again was proven wrong. They were awake and were ready to tear us apart for intruding, again… Next thing I knew Hermione was pushing into the hole and following not far behind.
"Ugh! Gee no problem I'll find out what's down her-" Suddenly something wrapped it's self around my mouth. The floor in which we fell on seemed to move and it was then that I notice it was devil snare a deadly plant. The more we struggled the more it would strangle us. Hermione be it as the only one to read my mind or that she just paid attention in class like I did, coached the boys through the process in which to avoid a tragic death.
Ron's compliance as usual was off but lucky for him I had read the spell in one of the Herbology books. After I yelled the spell to get Ron, we helped him up from the floor, continuing on with the journey. I could tell it was going to be a long night…
…Later that night…
"I don't like this Hermione," I wince as my shoulder wasn't exactly fully healed from christmas eve."Someone should have went with Harry…" Hermione nodded her head in silence but still helped carry Ron. We had no idea where we were going or how we were even going to get back up to the third floor but we had to hurry and find help and that's if we managed to get passed the dogs…
"Some things just aren't adding up." Hermione stated, "If professor Snape is really after the stone wouldn't he have easily taken it? Or perhaps poisoned the dogs. No if he was really after the stone then he wouldn't-."
"Be standing right behind you." A monotone voice spoke making me and Heroine scream and drop Ron. The poor fellow was surely having a rough night. I gulped as I looked into my fathers eyes I could see his face was very rigid and his teeth were clenched.
"Professor we were just, just um…" I stuttered.
"Save it Mitel. We know very well that you weren't just roaming down to the kitchen for a midnight snack."
"We?" Hermione squeaked.
"Yes we." And all of a sudden I noticed professor Mcgonagall along with Hagrid and Professor Dumbledore standing right behind my father.
"Then if Professor Snape is here…then who is Harry up against?" I asked looking at Hermione with an intense amount of fear. If Dumbledore hadn't insisted I would have taken off to rescue Harry. Okay okay if my father hadn't grabbed my arm and my wand I totally would have went…as long as he wasn't there of course. It was decided, without Mione' and I's vote, that Professor Dumbledore and dad go rescue Harry while the rest of us be sent to the infirmary.
As Madam Pomfrey fussed over Hermione, Ronald, who was still passed out, and I. I couldn't help but wish I was a thousand miles away from Hogwarts but even then I knew I wasn't safe. Because when my father was close enough, I knew his hands would be around my neck.
Then came the feeling that I had been uncertain about. I felt like throwing it in everybody's face that I was right and Professor Snape wasn't behind the whole incident. But then it came along with the feeling of guilt that I even doubted for a few seconds that my father had become just as evil as my mother. Is was maybe two smothering hours later when my father came rushing in with Harry is his arm, clearly hurt and passed out. Dumbledore…I have never seen him so serious.
Everyone ignored our questions and just kept saying he was back. Who was back? Who hurt Harry. Just more question that went unanswered.
After several moments Dumbledore turned around and looked at us, "I think it's time that we went to our dorms don't you?", and that was it. There was no yelling, no explanation, no detention and not house points taken. Ron was going to sleep in the infirmary with Harry while Hermione and I were to sleep in our dorm rooms as if nothing happened. Well nothing really did happen to us physically aside from my bruised wrist from devil snare and Hermione's cut cheek from the intense chess game. We walked out of the infirmary completely silent. Still flabbergasted at everything that had taken place tonight.
"Mitel I believe we need to send a floo call to your farther about this incident." A voice went off in the background. I froze and Hermione turned around giving me a raised eyebrow. Not much information had been given to my friends about that night besides my mother had lost her marbles. To be perfectly honest I believe it was me who lost them. I had stopped talking to my father, I was confused at what happen, I was mad that he wasn't there, I was scared for what happen to my mum. So the only one who knew completely about my mother's "talk" was Mrs. Weasley. Hermione had proven to me that she would not give up until she knew exactly what happen, therefore I had given up talking about much all together.
"Miss. Granger you were on your way to your dorms. Now!" Hermione gave me one last look before walking away and it was if a frosty mist covered my body. I got the biggest chill down my spine now that I was alone with my dad. With one last icy glare he turned on his heels and walked down the hallway. I knew I was suppose to follow even without a verbal request. I knew it but for some reason my brain wasn't transferring to my feet because my they went the opposite direction.
I heard dad walk my way and even though I was running and he was walking I felt the urge to scream as he headed my way. I turned down a dark deserted hallway and hid behind one of the statues. My heart was pounding hard against my chest and then as if my mind had finally caught up with me I cringed, shutting my eyes and hitting my head against the wall. Ugh why did you just do that Selena? He didn't even say he was going to make you suffer, just kill you without pain!
I gasped as I felt an iron like grip yank me up from the floor behind the statue. It was maybe two seconds later when I felt heavy swats land on my butt not missing a beat.
"Do I need to swat you all the way down to the quarters?" He yelled still swatting me while walking me down the corridors.
"OW! No, no! I'm sorry!" I tried saying quietly, fearing that someone would hear us. To my complete embarrassment and me thanking merlin that no one was down here to see this, my father grab my hand and march me to the dungeons as if I was a bloody five year old.
The only sound that could be heard through the absolute silence was our footsteps that seemed to fall in tune with each other, except you could hear the faint difference that one set of feet were heavier and if not more determine to make it to their destination while the other one seemed a bit apprehensive.
When we entered the room it was as if I had finally found peace. I had been so tensed the last few weeks and with me leaving the infirmary I vowed that I would not be caught indoors or in a bed unless it was time to sleep. I had made it a point to avoid my fathers office for the fear that he would make me down another revolting potion or make me stay in bed to catch up on my "rest".
"Sit." I shaking walked over and sat down on the gray couch. Jumping at my father plopped a chair right in front of me, sitting down and leaning forward with his elbows resting on his knees, inches away from my face he spoke,"Selena Lily what in the world were you thinking." And with that the first tear made its way down.
"No. You do not get to cry, not yet. You know why?" I looked up at him, confused by his words,"Do you understand it hasn't even been several weeks since the night I found you at manor bloody? That I find that you and three other eleven year olds have entered a lair in which me and three other highly, qualified wizards, some with masters that it take years to accumulate, have built to keep out any other wizards with darks intentions." I look down and tried to calm my shaking hands. The nights events finally catching up with me.
"Look at me." I looked up as my eyes brimmed with tears, threatening to fall over.
"You are going to tell me all the events that lead up to this foolish night. Cause while I may consider myself blind I will not be confused with stupid. I know this takes time and many events took place before this night. If I find you being deceiving, I will wash your mouth out after, I am through spanking you for lying. I suggest you take the route that will allow you to sit in a week and not two." Wait did he say a week? There were many things wrong with his speech. Like dark intentions, did he mean the dark arts? I thought they had been prohibited, who would even be practicing with the dark arts? And did he say 'I don't get to cry yet'? I would love the route that I don't have to cry at all. Maybe there's a route three.
"Selena you should be very grateful that my patience has extended this long. I would not push it if I were you." I gulped, my fathers threats were definitely on point tonight and I never took them lightly anyways as he was very much a man of his word.
"Okay…but you have to promise not to go mental…"
…An Hour Later…
My dad look at me with his lips pressed in a straight line and as he rose I winced and bowed my head. He walked back and fourth with his arms behind his and it made me all the more nervous. I really wished he had promised me not to go mental. The whole hour I explained my adventure through out the school year, my father remained quiet and he wasn't the type to show his emotions through facial expression, so imagine how relaxed I felt.
"I had thought that you were a little too mature to involve yourself in Gryffindor theatrics." I opened my mouth to object but he held his finger up silencing me, "I was worried that Harry Potter, along with Ronald Weasley would have a very negative influential effect on you, I even went as far to think that Granger would make you a bit too naive but it seems that you all make quite the pair. I would have never thought I would have to babysit you at school Selena-" His rambling aggravated me but the thought of having a babysitter when I was practically twelve infuriated me.
"You don't!" I jumped. "I obviously do!" He yelled slamming the palm of his hand on the top of the backing on chair making me immediately sit down.
"You," he pointed at me, "not only set my robes on fire-"
"I said I was sorry…" I mumbled but immediately back down upon seeing the look he gave me.
"But you and your friends had gone and help set loose a dragon within a castle, one in which I have no idea in how you escaped punishment along with foolishly sending yourselves on a suicide mission to recover a stone, that wasn't even stollen-"
"Yet!" I intervened.
"It never was going to be Selena, we were a step ahead of Quirrell." I furrowed my eyebrows down in confusion.
He shook his head answering my unspoken question, " We were always one step ahead of him, we had to catch him in the act. We were going to, until we realized there were four first year Gryffindors entering the lair.
I looked down completely crest fallen at how ridiculous we did sound going into a place where we had no idea what we were up against. "Aren't you at least a little proud? I mean if you all created those obstacles… we passed them all…"
"I don't reward stupidity, Selena Snape." I looked down not knowing what to say. I mean deep down he has to admit he had a pretty kick ass kid. I heard him sit down in front of me and pull me to standing position in between his legs.
"I lost you once and I came very close to losing you again to your mother. I will not allow you to put your self in danger and risk you being taken away from are eleven years old, I am here to take care of you and you needn't to worry about anything other then being you." And with that my father took me over his knee and I came to terms with the fate that I was about to endure.
"Why are you about to receive this spanking Selena?" Merlin get me through this please.
"Because I put myself in danger and broke a lot of rules?" The next word I heard was correct and then the smacks reigned down. At first the smacks were mild but then as the time went on I couldn't tell if it was just how many times I had been smacked that it was taking affect on me or that my dad was increasing the strength but I knew it was really starting to make a impression. Then out of no where a particular hard smack land on my right cheek making me squeal and kick my legs.
SWAT SWAT "This is for being out past curfew and ending up on the third floor." SWAT SWAT I cried kicked out more making my father swing his right leg over mine preventing me from moving more.
SWAT SWAT SWAT "This is for reading from the restricted section." SWAT SWAT SWAT
"OWW, please stop!" I pleaded.
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT "I can't even express to you how upset I am over the whole incident with the dragon when Professor Mcgonagall thought she had dealt with ALL culprits." SWAT SWAT "Starting tomorrow morning you are going down to her office and submitting to whatever punishment she has set out for you!" SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT.
"I will I promise!" I yelled grabbing a fist full of his pants. After a few more swats I felt him stop and I sniffled trying to stop my tears thankful for it being over. Or at least I thought it was over until I felt his finger hook into the waist of my jeans, pulling them down and leaving only my underwear there to protect me.
"NO!" I yelled covering my bottom with my hands but all my father did was grab my wrist in one hand and pining them to my back.
SWAT SWAT "You do not get to decide!" he yelled aiming two more particular hard swats to my sit spot, "Out of all things you could have done upon realizing someone was after the stone you children had no business meddling in, you choose to most dangerous route." SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT.
"I'M SORRY! NEVER AGAIN."
SWAT SWAT SWAT, "You are right, never again should you head first into something so dangerously." SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT.
"Please daddy…I won't do that to you again.." I said giving up on fighting. There was a brief moment where there came no smacks. Letting the fire sink in, it was almost unbearable.
SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT, "If I ever catch you doing something so reckless I promise you this spanking will be the one you ask for after you find out what's in store for you." SWAT SWAT SWAT SWAT.
I lost count after 45 and had stop struggling letting the tears descend down my face. It was maybe five smacks later and my father had finished that spanking leaving me to cry over his lap. I couldn't believe how foolish I had been to run into a situation where I knew there was danger and yet I didn't know what kind of danger awaited me.
I felt his hands rub up and down my back in a soothing manner and it made my cry harder. I covered my face letting myself drown in my hands. I then felt my father hands wrap around each side of my shoulders and pull me off his lap and then as if I couldn't cry any harder he sat me on his lap, where my bum fell between his knees and hugged. I fell apart. I had missed my dad. He meant so much and for the last five months I had been told he was the bad man when in reality he was our savior. Except for when my mom…Then another wave of emotion hit me.
"Princess what's going through your head?" He said with such gentleness. I felt a unknown feeling flood my body at the name.
"Y-you weren't there when mom hurt me." I cried.
"If I had known…if I had even suspected I would have never left you alone. You know I would never have let her hurt you. I love you Selena and when I saw you I thought my world was about fall apart."
"That was the worst beating I had ever gotten from her dad.." I said as another tear descended from my check," She was mad that I'm not in Slytherin…she doesn't love me cause I'm Gryffindor…" Before any more tears could fall my father grabbed my chin and turn it towards him.
"As much as I hate Gryffindors, I'd have the greatest displeasuring saying you are my favorite Gryffindor." I looked at my dad and chuckled glad he had saw my gift. He shook his giving me a pointed glare. Telling how I would be the death of him.
"I think it's time you went to bed." He said standing me up. I blushed as I realized my pants had fallen off and were now over in the middle of the room due to the spanking my dad so generously gave me. I was glad that my shirt had covered just enough to keep so modesty. I was still gaining and losing weight especially after my relapse with my mother, so my clothes were either form fitting one day or getting baggy the next. Never the less. my dad didn't point it out and walked me down to my room that he had arranged down in his quarters for me.
"Dad I have one last question." I said turning around still pulling on the hell of my shirt. He raised an eyebrow and I didn't know if it was to my question or because I still had no pants on and wanted to continue a conversation.
"Why didn't you spank me for believe you were stealing the stone?"
He got done on one knee and grab my hand and I was confused because the reaction I thought I would get was way off,"There will come a time where my loyalty is questionable but I'm going to need you to believe even by the way it looks, that I am always on the side of the light." I bit my lip knowing it was one of those times where I couldn't ask and dig deeper. I just had to settle for what I had. I nodded my head and gave my dad a soft kiss on the cheek. "I love you daddy." I turned around just in time to make my father believed that I had missed the blush that came on to his pale white cheeks.
As I open my door I felt two hard swats to my already very tender bottom. "OW. " I yelled turning around rubbing furiously.
"And that my child was for setting my robes on fire."
ALRIGHT I'M SO SORRY FOR THE DELAY. I WILL CONTINUE THIS STORY ALONG WITH NICKIE CULLEN'S STORY SOON. PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT ANY SPECIFIC SEENS OR WANT TO SEE HOW SHE DEALS WITH ANY SITUATIONS. I GOING TO THROUGH IN A TWIST AND THEN GO STRAIGHT INTO SUMMER AND ONTO SECOND YEAR NEXT CHAPTER SO IF YOU WANT ANYTHING LEAVE A COMMENT OR MESSAGE ME. REVIEW!
