Chapter Two

At dinner in the Great Hall Hermione pointed out a new girl, sitting among the Slytharins. After Harry and Ron had seen her too, Prof McGonagall stood and spoke to the hall.

"A new student has joined us, a late arrival. Please welcome miss Abigail Snape."

She sat down to polite applause. The girl Hermione had seen stood up in and walked to the stool in one swift movement. Harry noticed Snape's unwavering attention to her and her name hit him again.

"Do you think she is related to Snape?" he asked Ron and Hermione.

"Oh, naturally." Said Hermione at once, "It's obvious, isn't it? Dark hair, and pale skin. And she was sitting at the Slytharin table."

Harry nodded as he heard the hat's voice call out,

"GRYFFONDOR!"

Surprised, he glanced at Ron and Hermione. Both were looking surprised too, and we figured he hadn't misheard.

Abigail, head high, walked to the Gryffondor table to smattered applause and Harry saw that Snape was not clapping, mearly looking shocked. Abigail sat down at the front of the table, head still high and purposely avoiding Snape's eye.

When all the food had been consumed Snape stood jerkily and walked toward Abigail, who still took no notice of him.

When he reached her he bent down and hissed in her ear. Her expression did not change, but Snape was looking furious. When he had spoken to Abigail, he went to Dumbledor and demanded a re- sorting, but Dumbledor stood firm. Wherever the hat placed you was where you would stay.

"How do you think Abigail is related to Snape?" asked Ron.

"Probably his daughter, or niece." Said Hermione.

"I would think daughter." Said Harry.

"Will have to find out then, won't we." Said Hermione matter of factly.

Later in the common room Hermione announced to Harry and Ron that she was going to talk to Abigail.

"She looks all alone and left out of all the fun. I'm going to talk to her." She said.

"You just do that then." Said Ron irritably, scribbling out an answer on his Potions class essay for the fourth time.

"Fine then." Answered Hermione.

But as she started walking over a disturbance was made out in the passage joining the common room and the portrait hole.

First came Prof McGonagall's angry voice, "I have told you, Severus, you may not enter the Gryffondor tower!"

Snape's harsh reply was, "Minerva, I want to speak with my child. She is avoiding me, where else can I get her!" his tone was distraught, and either Prof McGonagall had softened, or Snape had pushed her out of the way, but the portrait swung open and Snape stormed in.

Prof McGonagall was at his heels. "I have told you! You are not aloud! If Prof Dumbledor knew .!"

But Snape silenced her, holding up his hand. He had spotted Abigail and she was still, plainly, avoiding him.

"I want to talk with you!" he hissed, "Privately." He looked around at the students watching him.

Silently, Abigail rose and followed Snape out into the hall way on the other side of the portrait.

Prof McGonagall looked around once, tight mouthed, and then left too, slamming the portrait shut behind her.

Angry shouts were echoing from the hall, loudest was Snape's. "I suppose you told the hat to put you somewhere where I couldn't find you, but no! I got to you in the end! I guess you used your stupid 'powers' to change the hat's mind, but I tell you! You should have been in Slytharin! I told Dumbledor, I demanded a re-sorting, but the old fool overlooked me! And now you do too! Will you ever learn, you stupid girl!" roared Snape.

Abigail's voice drowned out the last of Snape's angry words. "I did not tell the hat anything! How can you accuse me?" she cried.

"Never mind the stupid hat! I just . go back to your common room!" ordered Snape.

"No, I don't want to." Replied Abigail sharply.

"You will do what I say, Abigail. You will obey me." Hissed Snape, "Now go- to-your-common room!"

Snape must have shoved Abigail, because there was a bang and then Abigail marched into the common room, head held high and face dry.

A few seconds after she departed up girls staircase, the common room burst into applause.

A.N. Sorry it is so short, but I promise the next one will be reasonable. Thanks to all my reviewers, the few that there are. *sigh* well I am trying to make it more interesting . thanx again for my reviews. They mean a lot to me!