"Well, it all started when I had heard my parents had died in a car crash. The cops took me to the police station to sleep there for the night. When we walked down the stairs, one of my neighbours stepped outside. She gave me a letter. She said my parents wanted me to have it if they died before I was old enough to hear it from them."

The three people in the room listened attentively and waited open-eyed for what I was going to say next.

"I read the letter at the police station. It said that Thomas Williams, the man of whom I have always thought to be my biological father, isn't my actual biological dad."

The doctor gasped a bit. She was shocked by my story, but the policemen didn't seem to show any emotions by my statement. Was this a everyday thing to her? Weird woman.

"It said that Severus Snape, the man of whom you all think is my abductor, is my actual biological father."

The policemen sighed. They had clearly already heard this from the doctors in the ambulance. I had yelled it there, but no one believed me at that time and now it didn't seem any different. The policemen scowled a bit, but tried to hide it. They didn't believe me. Their faces told me so, but I had to convince them.

"I was overwhelmed with emotions. I couldn't think clearly at the time. I decided to find him on my own. I hoped I could live with him, but in the end it wasn't as easy as I had expected. He didn't know of my existence, so that was a struggle in the beginning."

I sighed. The cops still scowled and didn't talk. The doctor still listened intently.

"Anyway, I got away from police and found him. He took me in. I had completely forgotten about everything, cause he is such a nice man and then you guys came."

I had left out so much. Everything about me being a witch, everything about my mom being a squib, everything about how my mom and Severus had met, so nearly all the information in the letter. I had also left out the part about Rowan, my escape from the railway station, my meeting with Dumbledore, everything about the magic in Severus home... And not to forget, exaggerate about his kindness would do good to the story, I supposed.

I realised a lot had happened, but what I told the doctor and the cops seemed enough. Telling them too much could be dangerous. It could put me or Severus in danger. He could go behind bars and I could be sent to an orphanage after all.

"So that's the whole story?" the woman asked irritated.

"Briefly." I replied politely.

"If it's true what you say, then how do you explain your suddenly disappearance from the railway station?" she questioned provoked.

"Running." I replied easily. That lie had come faster than I could have ever hoped for. She just nodded and left the answer for what it was.

She wanted to ask me another question, but I interrupted her wit: "Who are you all by the way?" I didn't want her to ask more questions. It could invalidate my lies, they wouldn't believe me again. Severus would disappear behind bars and would certainly go to that orphanage. Shivers went over my spine at the thought. He was innocent. It would all be my fault.

"I am officer Smith and he is officer Brown. We are two of the people who are put on your case." she replied monotonously. I nodded in satisfaction. Her answer confirmed what I had already expected.

"I still have a few questions," officer Brown said. Sweat appeared on my forehead. What was he going to ask?

"We searched the house..." he began.

Oh no! I screamed inside my head.

He continued: "we saw all those weird books in his home. Books about magic…"

How am I going to save myself out of this!? I asked myself.

He continued again: "didn't you think it was a bit weird? I mean magical potions and stuff?"

"I didn't really pay much attention to the books. I didn't get the time to read them," I answered. You saved yourself! I thought. For now…

"And his way of dressing is pretty strange don't you think?" he tried again.

"Yes, he does. I have no idea why. I think he finds it comfortable or something, but who am I to judge his clothes?" I shrugged and looked at officer Smith who just nodded. The only thing I could think of was: and she scores again! Another save movement! It went better than I could have ever imagined!

"And the owls?" he tried another time.

"I feed them daily. They are his pets. A pretty strange hobby, but everyone has his hobbies, right?" I shrugged again and looked at officer Brown who narrowed his eyes.

"You are a clever one," he stated suspiciously.

I looked at him in confusion, but clearly understood what he meant with it. He knew I was lying.

"Uh, thanks, sir," I said and looked at the doctor who just looked at me with mixed expressions.

"You are lying," he said straight away. I looked at him with acted confusion, but my mind was panicking.

What can I do now!? I freaked out in my mind. Everything had gone so good! What the hell am I supposed to do now!?

"Do you think we are stupid?" he asked irritated.

Good to know is that I can become an idiot when put under pressure, so I said: "Well, everybody is a bit stupid sometimes, but..."

"We found your mother's letter inside his house," he interrupted.

I have lost, I thought. You can score some points, but that doesn't mean you have to win the match. Nobody ever cares about who has won the most battles, people only care about who has won the war. How am I going to save myself out of this battle?

"Oh, okay. And?" I asked Brown.

"And we have read it," Smith joined in in the conversation.

"Okay," I said again.

"A witch, seriously?" she asked disbelievingly.

"I don't believe that either. She has always been a bit mentally unstable, but I have never expected she would come up with that crap," I lied.

The officers narrowed their eyes. "Don't you think it's a bit strange that we find books about magic in 'your father's' home and that your mother has written about those exact same things?" Brown asked compassionately now. I didn't know if he faked his tone or if he was truly compassionate about the situation.

"They both have things to do with magic apparently, but how do you know they talk about the exact same?" I asked Brown.

"That's because your mother speaks about a special flower in her letter. We found a book in one of his bookcase with information about the exact same flower," he explained.

"Really? But what's going on than?" I still acted as if I had no knowledge what's however.

"We think your mom believed and he still believes in some kind if cult thing, but we are not sure." he explained.

"And what's now going to happen with me?" I asked everyone in the room.

They looked at each other and Brown said: "we have a place you can live until we have found everything we need."

I nodded in agreement. I had no other choice than doing what they wanted. Severus was probably in some prison and I was alone.

"Where is he now?" I asked Brown.

"Who?" he asked.

"Severus Snape." I clarified monotonously.

"He is in a prison cell at the police station." He looked at his watch. "They are probably questioning him now," he added.

"Has he already said something?" I asked curiously. I hoped he would tell me what, then I could tune my story to his and everything would turn out alright.

"We can't tell you that. In the interest of research and privacy," Smith said. I nodded in response, but wasn't satisfied with her answer. I wanted to know what they knew. It would make things a lot easier for me, but I knew I couldn't get the information from them. It would only attract suspicion if I tried.

"You don't have to be afraid of him anymore. You are safe now. You never have to see him again if that's what you want. Just tell us the full story," Brown said compassionately.

I looked at him in acted confusion and knew he knew I was lying about everything.

"What do you mean? I have already told you the whole story," I said tensed.

"I know you know more than you are telling us, Ellea," he said irritated. I could nearly feel his scowl burn in my skin.

"I have told you everything I know, I swear!" I nearly shouted at him. My eyes filled itself with tears, fake ones of course. "Please believe me." I sobbed.

"That's enough." the doctor stated. "You two need to leave. She needs rest."

The officers frowned at that statement, but knew they had to leave, otherwise they would end up with a lot of trouble from the hospital later on.

Officer Brown walked to the door and said: "do you know what I think? Option one, you are raised with the thought that magic really exists. Your mother and Snape were part of a cult and now she is dead, a member of the cult had to take care of you and he took it. Maybe he is your biological father, we don't know, but we will find out later. Or option two, you are abducted by him after your parents had died. A member of the cult had to take care of you. Cult members care for each other, right?" he asked as if I would answer, but I didn't. "Maybe you didn't like living with him, but created a severe form of Stockholm syndrome, we don't know, but don't worry, we will find out," he said darkly. "Or, option three, the last option, it went just like you said and everything appears to be one big, strange coincidence." He looked at Smith. They both grinned. "A bit unlikely don't you think?" he scoffed.

"We will reveal your lies, 'witch'." They both chuckled at that one. "Mark my words, you piece of magic carpet. I will expose you," he said slowly and trappy. The both of them laughed and walked out of the room.

They walked out of the corridor. I could hear smith say derisively: "let's get our broomsticks and fly to the station." They laughed loudly at her joke.

The sound of laughter faded away by every second, until there was nothing left. Only the doctor and I were left.

"They were so rude," the doctor said and prepared the syringe for an injection.

"Rude? More like unbearable," I said. The doctor nodded in agreement.

"I believe you," she said and injected me with the medicine, which I still found to be scary, but I knew I needed it apparently and she could know, she was the doctor.

"Thank you," I responded sweetly. It felt bad I had to lie to her. She was such a nice woman. But I had to do it. Not only for myself, but also for Severus. I didn't want him to end up in prison. And certainly not for my mistakes.

"Take your rest. I think you need it after that unendurable conversation and everything that has happened before that." I smiled at her in response. She smiled back.

"I will watch over you when you take some rest. I will make sure those jerks don't come back soon."

I smiled and said: "thank you Ms..."

"you can call me Safiya," she finished my sentence. "Now take your rest," she said as she walked out of the room and closed the door.

"Wow..." I sighed. That was a hell of a conversation.

Author's Note;

Hey reader!

Like I had already mentioned in last week's chapter, there are coming more chapters from Snape's perspective. Those chapter's are linked to the ones in this story. This chapter has one from Snape's point of view. It's chapter two in the story The Magical Daughter (Snape's perspective), which you can find in the stories I have written. If you want to create some more depth into the story and/or if you want to read a small Snape story next to this one, I recommend you to check it out. I hope you enjoy.

I have to remind you that if I post a chapter from Snape's point of view, there will be no chapter(s) next week. Writing both the chapters (Snape's perspective and Ellea's perspective) costs a lot of time, so I need the time to write another chapter from Snape's perspective and one for Ellea's.

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