A/N: Hullo peoples!! I haveth a new chapter for you. I kinda messed up on the last chapter, but it's all right, I'm making up for it now. Don't worry I haven't changed the last chapter at all. I'm still disappointed that no one has realised why he's Maine! I know present you with…
An Unexpected VisitSeverus looked down upon the waking boy. "How do you feel?" he asked.
Harry stared back, "Is Snape being nice to me??" he thought to himself. He attempted to sit up, but pain shot to every region of his body.
"Don't move, your body is still trying to heal. How do you feel?" Severus reiterated.
"Like I was run over by the Hogwarts Express," Harry said, closing his eyes again.
"I could have saved him from all of this," he thought to himself. Aloud he said, "Harry, stay with me, all right? I need you to drink some more potions if you're up to it."
Harry nodded, even though his face contorted in pain as he did so. Severus stood up and uncorked two bottles and poured each of them into a goblet. He walked back over to Harry and helped him prop up his head. Harry swallowed them with a look of disgust. Severus laid the boy back down and sat for a while before he heard the presence of an owl. "Oh, sh—" he began as he recognised the owl and untied the letter.
Severus,
How could you forget your only daughter!!?? You told us to be at Hogwarts, and when we arrived you had just disappeared. If you don't want her, just say so, don't make us jump through hoops to accommodate you! I'm disgusted.
Caeco
Severus left Jaby in charge of Harry and flooed to Hogwarts. He asked a portrait, who said that his ex-wife and daughter were in the Slytherin dorms. Severus walked quickly down the familiar dungeon and to the familiar Common Room.
"Nice of you to come," Caeco said coldly upon his arrival.
"Nice of you to wait," he said, equally cold, "Severa, go get your stuff."
"Yes, Sir," the young girl with dark hair and pale skin answered, voice matching her two parents.
"Can I even trust you with her?" Caeco spat at Severus.
"Of course, an emergency just came up," Severus answered, relieved to see Severa coming down the stairs, hovering a trunk. "Let's go." Severa nodded and they left through the fireplace. Just as they came back they heard a knock at the front door. "I'll get it," Severus said to his daughter, "go put your stuff in a room or something." Severus ran down to the front door.
"Hullo, my name is Brad Adams. I live across the street," a Muggle outside the door said somewhat nervously, "I, uh, didn't know we were having new neighbours, and I thought I'd introduce myself."
"Seve—" he was interrupted by a scream, Severa's scream. "Don't mind that, my daughter most likely saw a spider. I'm Severus Snape. I inherited this house, I've just not resided here, I teach and live mostly in Britain."
"Ah, Britain," Brad answered. "That's wonderful. What's your daughter's name?"
"Severa," he answered, as if on cue, Severa came dashing down the stairs panting. "Dad, there's…the…The-Boy-Who-Lived is dead in my bed!"
"Honey—" Severus began, trying to sound sweet in front of the Muggle.
"Dead?" Brad asked. "Are you sure?"
"You want to see him?" Severa asked with a self-satisfied grin, leading the Muggle up the stairs.
"Severa Au—" Severus saw no point and followed the two up the stairs. "Why did she have to pick Harry's room, out of all the rooms in the entire mansion, she picked that one."
"He's not dead, dear," the Muggle reassured Severa, who was trying to look sad, but Severus could see the smile in her eyes. The Muggle seemed to have just hung up on what the Muggles called a 'cell phone'.
"What happened to him?" the Muggle, Brad asked incredulously.
"It's a long story," Severus answered.
"A long story?" Severa asked sceptically, "you have Harry Potter in my bed! Critically injured no less. Have you been given the honour of disposing of him? Or are you trying to disobey You-Know-Who?"
"Come here, Severa!" Severus ordered in an angry tone, she obeyed quickly and he grabbed her arm, rolled up her sleeve and forgot that the Muggle was there in the first place, "Good," Severus thought, "There's still hope."
"Did you honestly think I was a Death Eater?" Severa asked.
"You act like one." Severa smiled, though out of shame or pleasure Severus could not tell. He remembered the divorce. After You-Know-Who was defeated the first time, Severus wanted to 'lay low', but Caeco was so far into the Dark Arts that she was committed to finding You-Know-Who. She would have become very good friends with Professor Quirrel, had she known him. She would have probably been jealous of him, as a matter of fact. A siren interrupted his thoughts.
Brad went to the front door to greet them, "Who does this Muggle think he is, waltzing into my house, calling officials, and answering my door," Severus thought bitterly. He strode towards the door but was almost ran into by and E.M.S. Squad. He stood there in anger, and a few seconds later saw Harry being wheeled out. He followed Harry.
"What's your relationship to him, Sir?" one of the men asked.
"I'm his teacher who has rescued him from abusive relatives," Severus thought, but decided not the best thing to say, "I'm his…father." Severus said, "Godfather. His parents died when he was one." "Not a total and complete lie," Severus thought.
"What happened to him?" they were now loading a Muggle vehicle. Brad talked with one of the E.M.S. members and then talked with Severa. Severa shook her head and slammed the door.
"He and some of his friends, er, got in a fight. I did not know the emergency number here, as we have just moved here from Britain," Severus quickly made the excuse. "Almost total and complete lie," he thought to himself.
Severus and Harry were taken to Derry Central Hospital. Severus watched Harry be wheeled into the E.R. and went outside. He made sure that no one was around and Disapparated back to Snape Mansion to retrieve Severa.
"Harry Potter's godfather? What is wrong with you?" Severa spat.
"Severa, come here." Snape ordered in as kind of a tone that he could reach. Severa obeyed. "Are you going to be a Death Eater?"
"I don't know. Probably," she answered quietly.
"Do you want to be? Honest answer, not what you think you want me to hear."
"Not really," Severa answered even quieter than before.
"Why do you think you will be, then?" Severus asked, "Voldemort doesn't want to take unsure weaklings."
"Well, mum wants me to, and you probably do, too."
"Well," he began. He didn't have anywhere safe to go.
"It's all right. I'll just get killed when I ask him to join."
"Severa—"
"No! You're not even my father. Why do I even have your stupid name? Why don't you just call me Audacia, and here's the stupid family ring back!" she cried, taking off the family ring and throwing it at him.
"Se—Audacia, I want you to choose what you want to do!" Severus yelled after the retreating girl.
"Not even her father?" Severus mumbled to himself. "Audacia, I'm going back to the hospital, I should be back later."
"Fine!" he heard yelled back. He would talk to her later, when they both had cooled down. In the mean time he had to find Harry and get him out of Muggle care. "Not even her father?" he mumbled to himself. He quickly Apparated back to the hospital.
"Where's my godson?" he demanded of the nurse at the desk.
"Name?" she asked.
"Harry Snape." The woman looked as if she was trying not to laugh at the name. "He's in the P.I.C.U. right now. It's on the third floor, you may take the elevator up and take a right, go all the way down the hall and turn right again until you reach a door with P.I.C.U. on it. Open that door and check in and you may see your godson."
"Thank you," he said, turning to where she pointed to be an elevator. He looked instead for stairs, which he quickly found. He went up the stairs and followed the woman's instructions. He looked at Harry. There were electric monitors and tubing and wires all around him. "Stupid Muggles," he muttered.
"Are you his godfather?" a strange Muggle asked him.
"Yes," he lied, "why?"
"I'm a Social Worker, I've been assigned to your godson's case."
"Case?" Severus asked disbelievingly.
A/N: A cliffie, muahaha! I am evil. Yes, I am. Anyway, I'll continue this probably later today, I'm home sick. Enjoy.
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