Even if it Breaks your Heart

Plot: After Snape's wife, Amelia, is killed by Death-Eaters as a message to Snape. Snape takes his daughter to the Potters, in hopes they will take her in. Sure enough they do, however events happen and Lily and James are killed. Severus takes his daughter to an old friend(Clint Barton) to be raised, still not wanting to risk his daughter's life even if Voldemort is supposedly gone. Now Snape's Daughter, Angelica Lillian, is being raised by none other than the Avengers, SHIELD, and Loki.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Avengers... although I do wish I did. :) Also any references made to ANY other Novel/Movie/TV Show IS NOT MINE I own nothing except Angelica and the plot.

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Chapter 12

"ANGEL! ANGEL! Wake up!" Angelica woke to Hermione shaking her awake.

Angelica sat straight up, scared out of sleep. "Wha-What is it, 'Mione?"

"You were screaming in your sleep. You alright?" Hermione replied, worry etched into her voice.

Angelica ran a hand over her face, "Yeah... what time is it?"

"Midnight... maybe on in the morning." The bushy haired girl replied.

Angelica flopped backwards back onto her back, her hands on her face, trying to catch her breath, "Sorry for waking you up, 'Mione."

"Its nothing. But you kept screaming: No." Hermione replied before leaving Angelica alone to go back to sleep. Angelica started at the top of her bed for the longest time. She practically glared at it. She then sat up, crawled to the end of her bed and opened her trunk. She rumaged for less than a few seconds before pulling out her Plush Horse and crawling back up her bed. Pulling the plushie into her as she curled up under the blankets before slowly drifting back into sleep.

Angelica woke to a pillow being thrown at her by Hermione. "Let's go, Angel!" Hermione laughed as Angelica fell out of the bed. "You already slept past the normal time. Harry and Ron are waiting for us in the common room.

"Chill out, 'Mione." Angelica said, grabbing her robes and going off to change. She returned and the two girls went down to the Common Room where Ron and Harry were waiting for them. "Hey!" Angelica greeted them and they grinned at her and Hermione. The four headed down to the Great Hall.

Angelica grinned as she sat down between Hermione and Ron with Harry on the other side of Hermione. She started to pick at her food when she felt some one watching her. She looked over her shoulder and saw Snape glaring at her. Hermione glanced as well and then the two turned back around. "I swear, he won't leave me alone." Angelica whispered to Hermione who nodded in agreement. Once the four were done they left the Great Hall and went back up to Gryffindor Tower to get their Potions books. It was the last Potions Class before Christmas Break and Angelica was secretly happy about it.

Hermione and Angelica walked in together, and Angelica(who had gotten moved next to sit next to Draco Malfoy) sat down next to the blonde Slytherin. "Barton." The blonde greeted her with the typical hatred.

"Look, I don't know what your problem is me and my friends but I can assure you the way you are acting isn't going to get you far in life." Angelica spat back.

"Miss Barton, ten points from Gryffindor for speaking out of turn in my class." Snape growled, glaring at her. Angelica's face contorted slightly but she held back the harsh words that were running through her head at the dark haired professor.

"Sir, she was defending herself against Malfoy." Harry spoke out and Angelica looked straight at Harry, who sat across from her in shock. Harry also sat next to Ron.

"Oh really?" Snape raising an eyebrow at her and she glared at him.

"Yes. Because I was taught to defend myself, thanks to my Dad." Angelica spat the word at him, and Snape narrowed his eyes.

"Detention, Miss Barton!" Snape scolded and Angelica inwardly groaned, and Draco smirked at her.

Angelica entered the Potions room for her detention, and sat down at the first desk. Snape stood from is desk and stalked towards her and asked, "Do you enjoy embarrassing me in my class, Miss Barton?"

"No. I enjoy defending myself from Malfoy and other Slytherins who choose to discriminate me." Angelica held her head high. Severus banged his hands on the desk, his face now level with hers.

"I did that to protect you. You are ungrateful." Snape replied, anger etched into his voice but his voice didn't rise from its normal pitch.

"Apparently I am. Get over it. Because you know what. I'm not a Snape, no matter what you say. I'm more of a Weasley or Potter than I am a Snape. And I am more of a Barton or Avenger or Niece to two Demi-Gods than I am a Snape. Did you even love her?" Angelica asked, she knew he knew who she was talking about.

Snape glared at her, "Yes. But certain things got between us."

"You gave up your family to worship Voldemort! Its not my fault you lost her! Without you she would still be alive... do you even think she would love you now? What you've become after her death?" Angelica narrowed her eyes, she knew she walking on thin ice with him on this topic but she just had to know. She wanted answers, and she wanted them now.

"I never changed more than I had to." Snape replied, narrowing his eyes at her.

Severus couldn't help but look at his daughter and see Amelia. Everything about Angelica was almost exactly like Amelia, she was stubborn and brave like Amelia. But he had also seen Angelica trick the Weasley Twins so he knew she was sly and cunning if she wanted to be. But he just couldn't find it in himself to treat her how he would have if he raised her.

Her reply snapped him out of his thoughts, "Yeah. I thought so." She pulled something out of her pocket and said, "You didn't even leave a picture of her with me... all this time and I never knew what she looked like."

Severus looked at her then down at the picture that was on the table. He recognized it as the one from the papers. He took a breath, "No. I thought the less you knew... the safer you would be."

"Well, that turned out... let's see Great! I believed Clint Barton to be my dad, the Avengers to be my family and I come here for the first semister only to find out it was all a lie. What am I to you? A Pawn in your own Game? I have a mind of my own, I can choose what I will do." Angelica replied, picking the picture up, jamming it into her pocket and storming out of the class room. Severus sat down at his desk and ran a hand over his face with a sigh.

Severus knew he had to speak to Dumbledore about this, after all the Wizard had talked him into asking Clint to tell Angelica. He trusted Dumbledore, that's not the problem though. Its how his daughter had taken the news, not that he expected her to take it all to well he had expected some bad reaction but not her continued hatred of him.