A/N: I don't own any of these characters, because J.K. Rowling does, and she owns them because she wrote Harry Potter, and she wrote Harry Potter because she felt like it! Okay. I actually do own Anna. She's ME! J.K. Rowling doesn't own me! I do!







Saturday, 8:30

Okay, I think I might have a soft spot for this guy. Not because he's my dad. Okay, it is because he's my dad.How do I know that he could be my dad? Easy when I have proof like Pictures of him with me, my birth certificate, and a letter he wrote me explaining why he had to leave me with the drug addict child abusing squib that he did. That bastard nearly killed me on two occasions! I landed in a muggle hospital last summer. Dumbledore visited me, and took me back to Hogwarts, where I lived with Hagrid for the last two weeks of summer. I like Hagrid. ol Sev's just entered the room looking a little perplexed as to what to do with me. Not that I blame him. I don't know what to do with myself half of the time.

"Well, Ms. Davenport, as you have done every possible thing you could do for me in your detention time, you will read silently until further notice."

Well, that's just great. I can't sit still for even a minute, let alone read, which is like sitting still.

This is really getting me angry. MY DAY SUCKED LIKE HELL! I HAD SUCH A BAD DAY AND NOW I"M GETTING BORED TO DEATH JUST LIKE WHEN MY DAD MADE TAKE DRIVERS ED FOR THE WHOLE SUMMER! THAT WAS 5 HOURS OF HOW TO BE A SAFE DRIVER! OH LORD! NOT THE FLASHBACKS! NO MS. BRYANT! I WON"T PICK UP THE DAMN CONE THAT YOU KNOCKED DOWN! I- I-I................I gotta relax. Okay, I haven't ruined Snapes day yet. I guess I'll ask him some personal questions. He always hates that when I ask him those.

"So, profes-"

"YOU SHOULD BE READING!" he snaps

What a poison pill! I need to lighten this guy up. What if I lived with him? What I never had to live with my adopted dad, who beat me, and has a girlfriend who's my age. Oh God, I hate these damn mood swings! I really should have eaten somthing for dinner, or at least lunch, or at least breakfast..................maybe that had to do with my day sucking so much? Uh oh, here come the tears, oh I really don't want to cry with HIM in front of me. Wait, he's my dad. what should I do?

Too late, I started to cry. Snape spots me and rolls his eyes.

"What could possibly be the matter? You've had Detention with me countless times before."

Okay, now it's time for the pity story of how my life sucked and so on. This should work even on this callous old fart.

"It's my dad.. I got an owl from him today. He's been trying to kill me. He might actually do it this time." Now come to thnk of it, death threats always ruin my day.

"You can't be serious. This little joke isn't funny at all"

Okay, now I'm pissed! He doesn't believe me! Let the proof of abuse begin

"You don't believe me? Fine then, you wanna see the scars? I have them and I'm more than willing to prove to you that I'm not lying. And another thing, didn't seem a bit odd to you that I came to school 4 weeks early? Did it seem strange that I was in casts and on crutches? Have you ever been abused by someone who you simply adored, although they could care less about you? Have you? And another thing, my REAL dad just dropped me off at that stoners house! How COULD YO- I MEAN HOW COULD HE DO THIS TO ME?" Now I'm really feeling depressed. So, I begin to cry again. Snape looks like he's at a loss for words. And he is and has been for the past......................15 minutes.

"You are dismissed Ms. Davenport." he says quietly.

I got up slowly and left the dungeon. I almost let the cat out of the bag. What if he caught on to that? Wait, he couldn't have. He would have realized who I was by then. Does he even remember that he has a daughter? If he does, what kind of dad would he have been? Why hasn't he come to rescue me from that Hell hole? Why doesn't he love me? I love him, but that's instinct. I find myself at the portrait hole. Glumly I say the password, trudge up the stairs and fall asleep.