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!




The next week passed by with little incident, well, as little as could happen. Fred and George blew up a toilet(I was there, it was amazing) And Neville had a nervous breakdown. Today, I have just been really tired. I've been having these dreams where my dad comes out of nowhere and tries to kill me in some way. I've been to scared to sleep. These dreams have been becoming a frequent thing nowadays. When dad(snape) left me with him, the last thing he ever said to me was that he didn't want to leave me, and that he loved me although I couldn't live with him. Then he left me with him. My other dad is a designer. He went to Hogwarts, where he realized that he was a squib. So, he comes to the muggle world to..........design. He said that I cramped his style. He had a very short temper with children, so when I was little, I was either neglected or beaten. Then when I came to Hogwarts, I saw my real dad! I couldn't believe it! I was too shy to say anything to Snape, so I didn't. I thought he woul remember me. But he didn't. I have been waiting for the longest time. Does he remember me? Why wont he say anything to me that can tell me anything? Well, last summer, I found my dads stash of Cocaine, and I flushed it. That was a real bad idea. I was literally flayed within an inch of my life. I really need to tell him that I am his daughter. Something is going on. He is either in denial, or he can't remember, which I find hard to believe. Whatever stops these dreams, I will do. I must look glum, because here comes Professor McGonagall.

"Are you feeling okay, Anna?" professor McGonagall asks me, with obvious concern about her

"Yeah, I guess. It's just, I've been having these dreams about my dad...." I trailed off

"Well, if you need anyone to talk to about it, you can always talk to me if you choose to."

"Ok. Thanks Professor."

I trudged down to dinner where I bumped into(literally) Snape, my BEST FRIEND!

"Watch where you are going!" he sneered

"Huh? Oh yeah. Sorry professor."

"What? are you feeling okay ms. Davenport?"

"Um................yeah, I'm ok"

"Well, if you didn't notice, the whole faculty has noticed your distance in their classes. For one, you don't fight with me anymore, and you don't seem to take as much care in your work, and you're silent and passive in your classes, not to mention that you aren't the ray of sunshine that the others seem to rave about."

"Oh. I'm not? I haven't noticed anything"

"Is your father bothering you?"

"How did you kn- No he isn't"

"what has he been doing?"

"Why do you care about a Gryffindor of all people?"

"To be honest, I can't fathom a reason why. You remind me of my....................................someone. Just someone I used to know"

"Well, I'll see you later sir"

SOMEONE HE USED TO KNOW!?!?!? I wonder who it is? Is it me? Is it mom? I wonder?

Well, I;m just about to dive into dinner tonight! And just as I do, an owl(at THIS time?) Lands a letter onto my lap. I open it up. It reads:

Better watch your back. I'll finish the job this time. I'm going to hunt you down. Take heed.

Oh God. He knows where I am. he knows. He's gonna finish the job. He's gonna kill me this time. That must be why I have those dreams.

Sorry this chapter is so short. The next chapter is pretty important, and this si where the drama comes in, but since I am the kind of person who hates dramatics, I'll keep it short and keep with the funny!