Chapter 9:
"Open the hanger, in comes the airplane." Hermione said, in a mommy like voice.
Diana crossed her arms, and spoke in a childish voice, "No! I hate airplanes!" She frowned at Hermione.
"Come on, you have to eat something. Lord! Do they feed you in America? You so thin." Hermione said, putting down her fork.
"Of course they do! And I won't eat, I'm to nervous about the game."
"You'll be fine Diana. Just eat." Ron said, with a mouth feel of eggs.
"So what did your uncle talk to you about last night? Was it about the fire?" Harry asked.
"No, he talked to me about you." Diana said calmly.
Harry spit out his pumpkin juice onto the table. "What did he say?" Harry asked. Ron's eyes got very wide, and Hermione listened intently.
"Oh, not much." Diana took a bite of her toast. " This bread is nasty! Harry could you please pass the salt." Diana looked stressed.
"Diana what are you hiding?" Hermione watched as she began to eat more than she had eaten in weeks. But Hermione wasn't the only one who picked up on Diana's weird behavior. Ron and Harry noticed it, too. She had even acted different last night after her return from her uncle's office.
"I'm not hiding anything. And if I was, what could I be hiding?" Diana's eyes didn't look at any of them, but instead she stared out into space.
"What you uncle said to you. Now, what did he say?" Ron replied.
Diana then looked into their eyes and smiled at them. "I swear I'm not hiding a thing." Diana said cheerfully.
They did question her after that, but Harry could still tell she wasn't herself.
"When does the game start?" Diana asked.
"In a half in hour." Harry said looking at his watch.
"Well, I better go get my broom then." She began to stand up.
"I'll come..." Hermione began.
"No! You stay here, I'll be right down." Diana said quickly.
Diana left. "She's acting really weird." Harry said.
"Since when is Diana not weird?" Ron laughed.
"No really Ron, Harry's right. She's not herself." Hermione said.
"Do you think her uncle told her if Gryffindor beat Slytherin today he'd disown her?" Ron asked quickly. Hermione and Harry raised their eyebrows. "It's just a guess." Ron shoved a piece of toast in his mouth.
"I'll go talk to her." Harry said. Harry got up and left.
When he got to her dorm, the door was cracked a bit. He peeked in to see Diana in her quidditch robes with her broom , standing in front of a mirror staring. Harry stood a watched her for a second, then he opened the door. "Diana are you ok?" Diana jumped a little.
"Oh Harry, you scared me!" She began to laugh.
"What where you doing?"
"Thinking." Diana sighed
"About what?"
"Nothing important." Diana sighed again.
"Something's bugging you."
Diana looked over at her bed, then at her America flag hanging over her bed. "Do you think I belong here?"
"What do you mean?" Harry's eye's got wide.
"Do I belong in this house?"
"Why do you think you wouldn't?" Harry asked.
"Come on I'm a Snape. I come from a line of Slytherins. My uncle, dad, mom, Granddaddy, Grandma, Great uncle, Great Grandfather, Great Grandmother..."
"Ok I get the point. But you belong here. I think you do. And your not a normal Snape, as far as I can tell. Plus, your were put in Gryffindor, you belong here."
Diana continued to look in the mirror. "I guess."
"And we better go, the games about to start." Harry laughed
Diana turned around and smiled. "Well, let's go!"
"After you my dear." Harry waved out in front of him.
***
Ok, so the game wasn't what Diana expected. She's an American, what do you expect? She expected bigger, which is normal for an American.
Diana, Ron , And Harry walked onto the field. "This is nothing like in America." Diana looked around at the crowd of people.
"Well, this Europe. What did you think it's was going to be like?" Ron asked.
"Well... bigger. I guess." Diana was now examining the field.
"Don't you think this is big enough? How much bigger could this get?" Ron rolled his eyes.
"Well, this nothing to what a game is like in America. More people, bigger pitch, music, better seats, etc." Diana had a look of disgust on her face.
"Kind of like a Quidditch world cup game?" Harry smiled.
"Bigger."Diana looked at him.
"Bigger?" Harry and Ron both looked at her in amazement.
"Bigger." Diana still had a look of disgust on her face.
" How much bigger?!" Ron's eyes got wide.
"Let me just tell you this, I had my own fan club." Diana looked at them.
"Man, that's big." Ron said. "Not that it's not unusual for Harry to have a fan club." Ron smiled at Harry.
The Slytherin team was now walking onto the pitch. The crowd was going wild, especially the Slytherin side. "Now, I want a fair game." Madam Hooch said. Suddenly the crowd went silent. The only nosie you could hear was Diana cracking her knuckles, which was a sign she was nervous. "Mount your brooms." Diana got up on her broom, and began to bite her lip. "Now..." Madam Hooch began.
"Oh, just get on with it! Bloody britz!" Diana yelled.(A/n: No offence to any British people out there.)Diana put her hand over her mouth. Ron began to laugh at how ironic her remark had been. "Sorry, just a bit nervous." Diana went red. And then Madam Hooch let the balls go.
Diana was the first to get the Quaffle, and she passed it to Ginny who made the shot. While this was all happening Harry was flying around looking for the snitch. Draco right on this tail. Harry could hear the crowd going crazy. And the commentator, "And there she goes. Snape passes to Thomas!(A/n: Yes, Dean is a Gryffindor chaser) Thomas passes back to Snape , who just got a nasty blow to the head by a bludger, but some how scores anyway! Now she is chasing one of the Slytherin beaters with bat she just stole from Colin Creevey(A/n: Yes Colin and Dennis Creevey are beaters). Now Creevey is chasing Snape." Everyone one the Gryffindor side was laughing. "Now Creevey just got his bat back, and Snape has the Quaffle who just zoomed by Potter almost making him fall off his broom."
"Sorry about that Harry!" Diana yelled.
"No biggie!" Harry yelled back.
Harry continued to look for the snitch as the chasers racked up points for the Gryffindor team, and Ron blocked almost every shot that came at him. Just then, he saw it... the snitch. Draco must of saw it too, because they both started to speed up at the same time. Everyone seemed to stop at once to watch Draco and Harry. Diana however didn't she zoom right passed them with the Quaffle in hand. Diana shot the ball. Just as Harry caught the snitch.
Everyone(expect the Slytherins) began to celebrate. Every player landed, expect Diana who was flying two feet above the ground. Harry saw her still flying around, and then saw her jump off her broom in mid-fight and do back flips across the field. Her last flip she fell on her back, and she began to laugh so hard she couldn't breathe.
Tears streamed down her face as she laughed. Then, just as she stopped laughing she saw her uncle standing over her. "Hi Uncle Severus!"
"Diana," He said in a cold voice. Harry and Ron walked over to see if she was ok.
"Hi Harry! Nice catch you made!" Diana smiled, she was still on the ground.
"Thanks," Harry said, watching Snape.
"Diana, I need to talk to you in my office tonight." Snape said coldly. Diana's smile faded.
"Yes, uncle." Snape grabbed her hand, and pulled her up.
Snape stared at Harry, " Yes, indeed. Nice catch." He began to walk away.
Diana followed, "Oh come on Uncle! You know your happy for me! What did you expect, me not to win!? Come on Uncle Sevi, you know it's all or nothing with me. Smile Uncle Severus! Smile! I bet your proud of me. I know you, hiding your emotions. Smile... " Diana continued as they walked away.
***
Later that night Diana walked into the common room after her chat with her Uncle. She sat down with the three, who where by the fire talking. "What did your Uncle have to say?" Hermione asked.
"Those flips were dangerous." Diana rolled her eyes.
"That's it?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah. He's scared that I might get hurt, get killed. You know the usual. Then, he told me about the first time he held me when I was a baby. He like loves me more than my father did." Diana sighed.
"Snape showing human emotion." Ron shuttered.
Harry raised his eyebrow. "He's not that bad!" Diana protested. "He's really nice, he got me my first broom, and I'm like a daughter to him. And I've always thought of him as my second father. He just wants what's best for me. We only have each other right now." Diana stared off into space. "He wanted to take me in after I was born, just before we moved to America."
"You weren't born in America?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, I was born in London." Diana looked at Harry.
Ron began to laugh. "And you said 'bloody britz' too! She is one herself." Ron continued to laugh.
"For your information, I'm both. I'm an American and a Brit." Diana smile.
"Can't you only have citizenship to one country?" Hermione asked, rolling her eyes.
"No one in America has to know that I was born in England." Diana got a evil grin on her face. Harry and Ron began to laugh.
"Well, isn't that against the law or something?" Hermione's mouth fell open.
"Oh come on Hermione! Lighten up! Has she always been like this?" Diana asked.
"Yeah." Harry and Ron said together. Diana laughed. "Well, she has lightened up a little since the beginning of 1st year." Ron said.
"God! I can't imagine what she was like before." Diana rolled her eyes.
"It was bad." Ron laughed.
"Are you two offending me?" Hermione yelled.
"No!" Ron and Diana both said, holding back laughter.
"Diana," Harry said. "Did you ever find out anything more about the curse?"
Diana looked around. "Not really. Well, not that I can remember anyway."
"Who do you think is putting the curse on everyone?" Hermione asked all of them.
"It can't be Voldemort himself." Diana rubbed her chin. "There's like, no possible suspects."
"It could be that Defense Against the Dark Arts sub. You know the one who's just filling in til we get a replacement." Ron put his two cents in.
"No, I've looked into that." Diana said.
"How?!" The three asked her.
"Well, you all know that my uncle was a Death Eater once right?" Diana asked.
"Yeah, we've heard this story." Ron said.
"Well, ever since Voldemort came back to power, the dark mark has always shown on his arm." Diana stopped to take a breath. "So, I looked at the same place on his arm. No dark mark. And the dark mark is always put on the same place."
"How did you do this?" Ron asked.
"Let's just say I'm more clever than people make me out to be." Diana grinned an evil grin.
"Well, then who?" Hermione looked around.
"Good question," Harry stopped. "Do you think it could be?" Harry stopped, realizing he had never told Diana the Sirius story.
"Could be." Hermione mouthed to Harry, Ron seemed to agree.
"Could it be who?" Diana asked. See looked at the three of them and knew they were hiding a sercret from her.
"No one." Hermione said.
***
"Come in!" Professor Snape said coldly.
The door opened and Dumbledore walked in. Snape was in his chair stoking his chin. "You look troubled, my friend," Dumbledore sat down in the brand new chair in front of Snape's desk. "What's on your mind?" Snape sighed at Dumbledore's question. "You can't stop destiny, you know that?"
"I'm afraid I do." Snape was still stoking his chin. " But I can try."
"Let them be! You must, Severus! Everything depends on them."
"I'm not worried about them," Snape got up and began to pace. "I'm worried what their future holds. As much as I hate the boy, I can't stop thinking about what he can do for her. I've never seen her like this." Snape stopped.
"Poor girl, she knows very little about herself." Dumbledore got up and put his hand on Snape's shoulder.
"It's not her time to know." Snape looked at Dumbledore.
"I'm afraid it isn't her time. But she will need to know." Dumbledore sat back down. "You just have to take care of her while you can."
"I care for her as if she were my own. I love her like she were my own daughter. But I sometimes wonder if she understands that."
"She does, and she loves you more than she loved her father." Dumbledore said.
Snape walked over to his bookshelf, and looked at the only two pictures on his self. One had been of Snape holding a baby, which was Diana. The other had been of Diana and him, which had been taken that summer when Diana had come to visit him. Snape then smiled. His smile was nothing like the Hogwarts students had seen before. It was happy and comforting like Diana's. Which, like Diana, lit up his face, and made him look relatively handsome.
Dedication: Hey everyone! I finally am posting this chapter! Anyway, Thanks to everyone who has reviewed. And if you totally love my story, leave an e-mail and I'll write you when I update.
Anyway, on to my dedication!(My favorite part.) I would like to dedicate this Chapter to the dancing grapefruit that live under my bed.
Thanks for reading
Love Ya,
~Diana Snape~
"Open the hanger, in comes the airplane." Hermione said, in a mommy like voice.
Diana crossed her arms, and spoke in a childish voice, "No! I hate airplanes!" She frowned at Hermione.
"Come on, you have to eat something. Lord! Do they feed you in America? You so thin." Hermione said, putting down her fork.
"Of course they do! And I won't eat, I'm to nervous about the game."
"You'll be fine Diana. Just eat." Ron said, with a mouth feel of eggs.
"So what did your uncle talk to you about last night? Was it about the fire?" Harry asked.
"No, he talked to me about you." Diana said calmly.
Harry spit out his pumpkin juice onto the table. "What did he say?" Harry asked. Ron's eyes got very wide, and Hermione listened intently.
"Oh, not much." Diana took a bite of her toast. " This bread is nasty! Harry could you please pass the salt." Diana looked stressed.
"Diana what are you hiding?" Hermione watched as she began to eat more than she had eaten in weeks. But Hermione wasn't the only one who picked up on Diana's weird behavior. Ron and Harry noticed it, too. She had even acted different last night after her return from her uncle's office.
"I'm not hiding anything. And if I was, what could I be hiding?" Diana's eyes didn't look at any of them, but instead she stared out into space.
"What you uncle said to you. Now, what did he say?" Ron replied.
Diana then looked into their eyes and smiled at them. "I swear I'm not hiding a thing." Diana said cheerfully.
They did question her after that, but Harry could still tell she wasn't herself.
"When does the game start?" Diana asked.
"In a half in hour." Harry said looking at his watch.
"Well, I better go get my broom then." She began to stand up.
"I'll come..." Hermione began.
"No! You stay here, I'll be right down." Diana said quickly.
Diana left. "She's acting really weird." Harry said.
"Since when is Diana not weird?" Ron laughed.
"No really Ron, Harry's right. She's not herself." Hermione said.
"Do you think her uncle told her if Gryffindor beat Slytherin today he'd disown her?" Ron asked quickly. Hermione and Harry raised their eyebrows. "It's just a guess." Ron shoved a piece of toast in his mouth.
"I'll go talk to her." Harry said. Harry got up and left.
When he got to her dorm, the door was cracked a bit. He peeked in to see Diana in her quidditch robes with her broom , standing in front of a mirror staring. Harry stood a watched her for a second, then he opened the door. "Diana are you ok?" Diana jumped a little.
"Oh Harry, you scared me!" She began to laugh.
"What where you doing?"
"Thinking." Diana sighed
"About what?"
"Nothing important." Diana sighed again.
"Something's bugging you."
Diana looked over at her bed, then at her America flag hanging over her bed. "Do you think I belong here?"
"What do you mean?" Harry's eye's got wide.
"Do I belong in this house?"
"Why do you think you wouldn't?" Harry asked.
"Come on I'm a Snape. I come from a line of Slytherins. My uncle, dad, mom, Granddaddy, Grandma, Great uncle, Great Grandfather, Great Grandmother..."
"Ok I get the point. But you belong here. I think you do. And your not a normal Snape, as far as I can tell. Plus, your were put in Gryffindor, you belong here."
Diana continued to look in the mirror. "I guess."
"And we better go, the games about to start." Harry laughed
Diana turned around and smiled. "Well, let's go!"
"After you my dear." Harry waved out in front of him.
***
Ok, so the game wasn't what Diana expected. She's an American, what do you expect? She expected bigger, which is normal for an American.
Diana, Ron , And Harry walked onto the field. "This is nothing like in America." Diana looked around at the crowd of people.
"Well, this Europe. What did you think it's was going to be like?" Ron asked.
"Well... bigger. I guess." Diana was now examining the field.
"Don't you think this is big enough? How much bigger could this get?" Ron rolled his eyes.
"Well, this nothing to what a game is like in America. More people, bigger pitch, music, better seats, etc." Diana had a look of disgust on her face.
"Kind of like a Quidditch world cup game?" Harry smiled.
"Bigger."Diana looked at him.
"Bigger?" Harry and Ron both looked at her in amazement.
"Bigger." Diana still had a look of disgust on her face.
" How much bigger?!" Ron's eyes got wide.
"Let me just tell you this, I had my own fan club." Diana looked at them.
"Man, that's big." Ron said. "Not that it's not unusual for Harry to have a fan club." Ron smiled at Harry.
The Slytherin team was now walking onto the pitch. The crowd was going wild, especially the Slytherin side. "Now, I want a fair game." Madam Hooch said. Suddenly the crowd went silent. The only nosie you could hear was Diana cracking her knuckles, which was a sign she was nervous. "Mount your brooms." Diana got up on her broom, and began to bite her lip. "Now..." Madam Hooch began.
"Oh, just get on with it! Bloody britz!" Diana yelled.(A/n: No offence to any British people out there.)Diana put her hand over her mouth. Ron began to laugh at how ironic her remark had been. "Sorry, just a bit nervous." Diana went red. And then Madam Hooch let the balls go.
Diana was the first to get the Quaffle, and she passed it to Ginny who made the shot. While this was all happening Harry was flying around looking for the snitch. Draco right on this tail. Harry could hear the crowd going crazy. And the commentator, "And there she goes. Snape passes to Thomas!(A/n: Yes, Dean is a Gryffindor chaser) Thomas passes back to Snape , who just got a nasty blow to the head by a bludger, but some how scores anyway! Now she is chasing one of the Slytherin beaters with bat she just stole from Colin Creevey(A/n: Yes Colin and Dennis Creevey are beaters). Now Creevey is chasing Snape." Everyone one the Gryffindor side was laughing. "Now Creevey just got his bat back, and Snape has the Quaffle who just zoomed by Potter almost making him fall off his broom."
"Sorry about that Harry!" Diana yelled.
"No biggie!" Harry yelled back.
Harry continued to look for the snitch as the chasers racked up points for the Gryffindor team, and Ron blocked almost every shot that came at him. Just then, he saw it... the snitch. Draco must of saw it too, because they both started to speed up at the same time. Everyone seemed to stop at once to watch Draco and Harry. Diana however didn't she zoom right passed them with the Quaffle in hand. Diana shot the ball. Just as Harry caught the snitch.
Everyone(expect the Slytherins) began to celebrate. Every player landed, expect Diana who was flying two feet above the ground. Harry saw her still flying around, and then saw her jump off her broom in mid-fight and do back flips across the field. Her last flip she fell on her back, and she began to laugh so hard she couldn't breathe.
Tears streamed down her face as she laughed. Then, just as she stopped laughing she saw her uncle standing over her. "Hi Uncle Severus!"
"Diana," He said in a cold voice. Harry and Ron walked over to see if she was ok.
"Hi Harry! Nice catch you made!" Diana smiled, she was still on the ground.
"Thanks," Harry said, watching Snape.
"Diana, I need to talk to you in my office tonight." Snape said coldly. Diana's smile faded.
"Yes, uncle." Snape grabbed her hand, and pulled her up.
Snape stared at Harry, " Yes, indeed. Nice catch." He began to walk away.
Diana followed, "Oh come on Uncle! You know your happy for me! What did you expect, me not to win!? Come on Uncle Sevi, you know it's all or nothing with me. Smile Uncle Severus! Smile! I bet your proud of me. I know you, hiding your emotions. Smile... " Diana continued as they walked away.
***
Later that night Diana walked into the common room after her chat with her Uncle. She sat down with the three, who where by the fire talking. "What did your Uncle have to say?" Hermione asked.
"Those flips were dangerous." Diana rolled her eyes.
"That's it?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah. He's scared that I might get hurt, get killed. You know the usual. Then, he told me about the first time he held me when I was a baby. He like loves me more than my father did." Diana sighed.
"Snape showing human emotion." Ron shuttered.
Harry raised his eyebrow. "He's not that bad!" Diana protested. "He's really nice, he got me my first broom, and I'm like a daughter to him. And I've always thought of him as my second father. He just wants what's best for me. We only have each other right now." Diana stared off into space. "He wanted to take me in after I was born, just before we moved to America."
"You weren't born in America?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, I was born in London." Diana looked at Harry.
Ron began to laugh. "And you said 'bloody britz' too! She is one herself." Ron continued to laugh.
"For your information, I'm both. I'm an American and a Brit." Diana smile.
"Can't you only have citizenship to one country?" Hermione asked, rolling her eyes.
"No one in America has to know that I was born in England." Diana got a evil grin on her face. Harry and Ron began to laugh.
"Well, isn't that against the law or something?" Hermione's mouth fell open.
"Oh come on Hermione! Lighten up! Has she always been like this?" Diana asked.
"Yeah." Harry and Ron said together. Diana laughed. "Well, she has lightened up a little since the beginning of 1st year." Ron said.
"God! I can't imagine what she was like before." Diana rolled her eyes.
"It was bad." Ron laughed.
"Are you two offending me?" Hermione yelled.
"No!" Ron and Diana both said, holding back laughter.
"Diana," Harry said. "Did you ever find out anything more about the curse?"
Diana looked around. "Not really. Well, not that I can remember anyway."
"Who do you think is putting the curse on everyone?" Hermione asked all of them.
"It can't be Voldemort himself." Diana rubbed her chin. "There's like, no possible suspects."
"It could be that Defense Against the Dark Arts sub. You know the one who's just filling in til we get a replacement." Ron put his two cents in.
"No, I've looked into that." Diana said.
"How?!" The three asked her.
"Well, you all know that my uncle was a Death Eater once right?" Diana asked.
"Yeah, we've heard this story." Ron said.
"Well, ever since Voldemort came back to power, the dark mark has always shown on his arm." Diana stopped to take a breath. "So, I looked at the same place on his arm. No dark mark. And the dark mark is always put on the same place."
"How did you do this?" Ron asked.
"Let's just say I'm more clever than people make me out to be." Diana grinned an evil grin.
"Well, then who?" Hermione looked around.
"Good question," Harry stopped. "Do you think it could be?" Harry stopped, realizing he had never told Diana the Sirius story.
"Could be." Hermione mouthed to Harry, Ron seemed to agree.
"Could it be who?" Diana asked. See looked at the three of them and knew they were hiding a sercret from her.
"No one." Hermione said.
***
"Come in!" Professor Snape said coldly.
The door opened and Dumbledore walked in. Snape was in his chair stoking his chin. "You look troubled, my friend," Dumbledore sat down in the brand new chair in front of Snape's desk. "What's on your mind?" Snape sighed at Dumbledore's question. "You can't stop destiny, you know that?"
"I'm afraid I do." Snape was still stoking his chin. " But I can try."
"Let them be! You must, Severus! Everything depends on them."
"I'm not worried about them," Snape got up and began to pace. "I'm worried what their future holds. As much as I hate the boy, I can't stop thinking about what he can do for her. I've never seen her like this." Snape stopped.
"Poor girl, she knows very little about herself." Dumbledore got up and put his hand on Snape's shoulder.
"It's not her time to know." Snape looked at Dumbledore.
"I'm afraid it isn't her time. But she will need to know." Dumbledore sat back down. "You just have to take care of her while you can."
"I care for her as if she were my own. I love her like she were my own daughter. But I sometimes wonder if she understands that."
"She does, and she loves you more than she loved her father." Dumbledore said.
Snape walked over to his bookshelf, and looked at the only two pictures on his self. One had been of Snape holding a baby, which was Diana. The other had been of Diana and him, which had been taken that summer when Diana had come to visit him. Snape then smiled. His smile was nothing like the Hogwarts students had seen before. It was happy and comforting like Diana's. Which, like Diana, lit up his face, and made him look relatively handsome.
Dedication: Hey everyone! I finally am posting this chapter! Anyway, Thanks to everyone who has reviewed. And if you totally love my story, leave an e-mail and I'll write you when I update.
Anyway, on to my dedication!(My favorite part.) I would like to dedicate this Chapter to the dancing grapefruit that live under my bed.
Thanks for reading
Love Ya,
~Diana Snape~