Title: The Lost Child
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To notwritten: In a book there the marks when a person is speaking. The site is removing them and I have to replace them.
To sjrodgers108: Thanks for the reviews.
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Chapter 12: Revisit From An Old Friend
Snape was surprised to find his daughter knocking on the door while he was eating. When she walked in he could sense that something was bothering her and he hoped, this time, she told him.
'Dad, I found this near Ginnys bed,' Araminta told him, showing him the diary.
He took it and saw at once that it hadn't been written. His mind told her that this wasn't normal for an eleven-year-old girl not to write anything in a diary. He took out his wand and checked it over. Sure enough it contained a living soul and that alone was a part of dark magic that Snape would never touch.
'Dear, I need you to go into my office and get these ingredients,' Snape ordered, making a list and handing it to her.
She took it and then left.
For the next hour Araminta watched her father brew a potion. In the month that she had been here it hadn't ceased to amaze her at how talented her father was. It made her proud that she had inherited this trait from him. Finally he lowered the diary into the potion and it screamed in pain then was silent. The potion, which had been an acid green, turned clear and the diary was gone.
'Why did the diary scream, dad?' Araminta asked.
'Because it contained a soul fragment,' Snape answered, happy to hear Araminta call him dad. 'This is an area of magic that I never want to see you even involved in. Is that clear?'
'Yes, father,' Araminta answered.
'Good and twenty points to Gryffindor for bringing this to my attention,' Snape told her.
Araminta grinned at him as she left.
When she returned to Gryffindor tower she was in a much better mood then she had been all month. Her father had given Gryffindor twenty points, though she was sure that no one would believe her. But still, he had given her points and that's all that mattered.
'Where were you,' Harry asked when she came back into the common room.
'My father wanted to see me,' Araminta lied.
'Well are you coming to root for Gryffindor,' Harry asked her.
'Of course I am,' Araminta said. 'I'm a Gryffindor after all.'
Harry laughed.
The next day Araminta and the rest of the school headed down to the Quidditch Pitch to watch the match between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Araminta said goodbye to Hermione and Neville (he had finally gotten over the fright of being around her and they were at least talking) and then went up to join her father.
'Didn't think that you would get away from your friends,' her father said.
'Do you not like my friends?' Araminta asked him.
'I'm not going to tell you who you cant be friends with but I wouldn't be too thrilled to be friends with Potter,' Snape told her, with a hint of a warning.
'And why not?' Araminta asked him.
'Because every time Potter does something there is always danger involved. Look at my students and what they almost did.'
Well I took care of them, Araminta told him.
'And what about next time?' her father asked.
'Trust me, there won't be a next time,' Araminta vowed and Snape was silent.
The game started and Araminta watched the Gryffindors quickly taking the lead. Of course it was clear that the Slytherins had the new brooms that Araminta had heard about from several of the members of the Gryffindor Quidditch team.
'I see that they still have the brooms,' said the voice of Aurora.
Both Araminta and her father almost jumped out of their seats.
'What are you doing here?' Snape asked.
'Just checking up on Araminta and make sure that shes fine,' Aurora told him. 'And I'm glad that she is fine.'
'Trust me, I can take care of my daughter,' Snape stated.
'I have no doubt about that,' Aurora told him. 'But I wouldn't be-.'
She stopped as Araminta stood up.
'Araminta, whats wrong?' Snape asked.
'Trouble,' Araminta replied.
At that moment Snape noticed that the Bludger was acting odd; unlike what it was suppose to do. Snape figured this was the trouble that his daughter was talking about since it seemed to be after Potter. Suddenly a huge wave of light and flame came out of nowhere and the Bludger was shattered into thousands of pieces. Araminta wavered a little, like she was about to pass out, and Snape helped her to her seat.
'Are you crazy?' he asked his daughter.
'No, just wanted to protect Harry,' Araminta told him.
'Well there are better ways to protect Harry,' her father scolded, 'Without revealing your abilities.'
'Well I think that she did what she thought was best,' Aurora told him as Harry got the snitch and won the match.
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A/N: Well at least its a little longer. Up next: Evil Ron attacks again; we find that Dumbledore can be even more protective, Hermione accepts her daughter, and Lucius corners Araminta.