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Chapter I

The Mother.

Severus Septimus Prince was a mistake. It was all too clear for those that knew the boy, that he simply did not belong among the noble house of Prince. While he was birthed by a Prince but it mattered littled to those that knew, the boy was different. A fact that the boy had been hidden from the boy to esnure it did not spread. Eileen was no fool though, she was very much aware that the boy's grandfather tolerated him not for the sake of her, his beloved daughter, but rather for the future of the Prince bloodline. Severus had been five when his grandfather had begun installing the importance of the blood that flows through his veins.

"We come from Latin stock" His grandfather would proclaim. "Dating back to Rome itself. The blood of great rulers passes through us."

Severus was told that he was a symbol of such a venerate and prestigious lineage. A pretty facade put in place to protect the Princes as much as Severus from the truth. The ugly truth of the matter was that Eileen had committed an act that would have seen most purebloods struck off the tapestry. It had been a moment of desperation that lead Eileen to take action, she knew it was only a matter of time that she would be married off after Hogwarts.

Eileen had seen what pureblood marriage was from her aunt Julia, a once witty and intelligent woman that had her enthusiasm drained away in a loveless marriage. Eileen would be damned if she were to walk down that path, so in the summer of her last year she ran off. A foolish plan now that she looks back upon it, but what can you expect from a foolish child.

It had been during that summer when she felt the freest, she saw more of Britain than ever before and that's when she met him. Tobias Snape was a barkeep, a tall man with a strong jawline and a rugged charm. Awestruck by the young man it was no surprise that she lingered within the industrial town of Cokeworth, leading to the situation of a pregnant Eileen. Tobias soon proved to be untrustworthy as he was charming, lobbying not to have the child and refusing the idea of taking any responsibility.

Eileen felt shame burn her once she returned to the Prince estate, her father having lost any fondness for her and a cold tolerance soon replacing it. For if anything, Augustus Prince was a calculating man. The Princes have not been a prominent family among wizarding Britain, often shunning the isles for their homelands of Italy but those had been days in the past. It was all too obvious that the line was running and for any pureblooded family, this meant turmoil. Severus or the boy, as the Prince patriarch had called him, was a vital means of reviving the bloodline and bring it back from the brink.

Eileen was not too keen upon the fact her son was being used as a means to revive the bloodline. But what choice did she have, leave? She no doubt thought of it, but there was nothing out there for her and being a single mother would be a great burden. Eileen had resigned herself the will of her father.

"Mother!" Eileen snapped back and turned to see her son run into her room. A smile upon her lips as she watched the boy run to meet her.

"What is it dear?" Eileen muttered as she peered down at the eight-year-old.

"Come watch me fly. Grandfather said I was allowed to." Severus answered. He loved flying, it had been one of the few luxuries her father had awarded the boy when his behavior met expectation.

"Of course I will come. Run along." Eileen ushered. She watched Severus run out of the room and pondered. This had not been the life she wished for him, but for the moment this was the best she could do. Eileen sighed before making her way to join her son.

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