Isabel
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, only the plot, the whole plot and nothing but the plot
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A/N: Thank you, thank you, thank you for your nice reviews. Tracy, I kept my promise for updating so soon, so you will keep your promise for a real review after every chapter, right ? O.K. then, here we go:
Chapter 12 Father figure
"Daddy ?''
Professor Snape looked up with a rather confused look in his eyes.
Professor Dumbledore cleared his throat. "I think she means you, Severus"
Professor Snape's face had gone two shades paler than normally.
"That's not possible, Albus, I never had . "
He heard a few students snicker and looked up. He had forgotten they weren't alone, all the students and teachers had gathered around them.
" . any children". He finished his sentence with a warning look in his eyes.
Albus Dumbledore chuckled. "It's possible that Isabel here comes from the future, Severus, you might become a father in the next years".
Both men looked down again at Isabel, who was rubbing the back of her head.
When Professor Snape took a better look at the girl, he had to admit that she looked a lot like a real-Snape.
But she couldn't be !!! She was a Gryffindor and all the Snapes had been sorted into the Slytherin- house for many years.
He told Dumbledore, but the old wizard raised his hand. "Come on, Severus, you know it's possible. What if her mother is a Gryffindor ?"
Severus looked slightly confused. A few hours ago he had been a lonely man, and now he had a teenage daughter.
"Hello, can someone help me, please ?" they heard a timid voice from the ground. Isabel sat in the snow and raised a hand.
Professor Dumbledore looked at Professor Snape, who didn't made ready to pull her up.
"Severus" he warned the younger wizard and nodded his head in Isabel's direction.
"Oh, sorry" Professor Snape caught the hint and pulled Isabel from the ground.
"Come on, Severus, Isabel, let's go inside and talk about this in my office. Maybe you can remember some other things as well, Isabel, so we can send you back where you belong".
He pulled an arm around Isabel's shoulders and they made ready to walk back at the castle. Harry, Ron and Hermione followed them, but Professor Dumbledore stopped them
"I'm sorry, children, but we've got to talk with her in private. As soon as she's finished, she can go back to the Common Room" he told them.
They disappeared and let the three friends behind.
"I don't believe it, Snape can't be her father" Harry cried. "It's really doesn't make any sence".
"Yes, it does, Harry" said Hermione calm. She was as shocked as Harry was, but for another reason.
Last night she had had sex with her best friend's father !!! She knew he was old enough to be the father of a seventeen year-old, but she never thought he would be one.
"You know Isabel is very smart, I have to share my number-one position in every class with her and last time she even got a higher mark for her Potions-essay"
"But, Harry" Ron began, "If Snape really is her father, that means he's something like your father-in-law now, as you're seeing his daughter" and a big smile appeared on his face.
Harry couldn't share his kind of humour. "That's awful !!!" he gasped and he became white around the nose.
"Sev- . eh. Snape isn't that bad" Hermione defended her lover. She didn't like the idea either, but she didn't want them to talk about him like that.
"I think it's very confusing for Isabel as well" she stated. "Let's go back to the castle so we can be there for her in case she comes back and want to talk about it"
The snowball-fight was all forgotten. They hurried back to the castle and took place at the couch in front of the fire, where they waited for their friend to come back.
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Hermione was right, is was very confusing for Isabel. She didn't know how it happened, she had recognised Professor Snape as her father !!!
Professor Dumbledore offered her a seat in his office and waved his wand for some tea and cookies.
"Please, Severus, sit down as well, you're making me very nervous" he said to the potions master, who was pacing the room.
"The knock on your head brought your memory back, Isabel" Professor Dumbledore explained. "That's a very good thing, but it's just the beginning. Can you remember anything else ?"
Isabel thought about that question. No, she couldn't think about anything else.
"You said I'm your father, can you tell us who your mother is ?", Snape finally asked the burning question.
"No, I really don't remember anything else, I'm sorry, Professor"
"That's O.K., Isabel. It's not your fault, Let me explain. Your memory is like a big cabinet with thousands of little drawers. Only one of those drawers opened as the snowball hit you at your head. Maybe other ones will open after this one, but it can take a while".
"Will it help as I get my head knocked again ?" she asked hopefully
"Merlin, no" Professor Snape cried out, already in his role as the anxious father.
Professor Dumbledore chuckled. "I don't think that will speed up the proces, Isabel" he said, "so don't even consider it as an option."
"O.K. then" Isabel said happily. She already hoped it wouldn't be an option, her head ached a lot after the accident with the snowball.
"If you want to, you can go and see your friends now, Isabel. Severus, I need to talk with you, so please stay".
Isabel walked out of the door, still very confused. She had to think about all this, it wasn't really a small thing. She knew her friends, except for Hermione, hated Snape, so this wasn't going to be easy.
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Her friends were still seated on the couch, but they were all lost in their own thoughts as Isabel stepped inside the Common-room.
Harry stood up immediately and hugged his girlfriend.
"Isabel, are you O.K. ? We were so worried about you."
"I'm allright, Harry, but this really freaked me out. I know it's not easy for you as well, I know you don't like him"
"Well, that's the understatement of the year" Ron's voice came from the couch.
Harry shot him a warning look. Ron wanted to say more, but closed his mouth immediately. The look in Harry's eyes had told him that was the best thing he could do.
"Come and sit here, Isabel" Hermione said and offered her a place at the couch.
Isabel sighed deep. "Professor Dumbledore explained what happened. A little compartment from my memory has been opened as my head got knocked, but that doesn't mean I remember everything. In fact, I remember nothing else", and she started to cry.
"Hush, Isabel, come here" Hermione pulled her arm armound her friend.
"It doesn't matter you can't remember anything else and it doesn't matter Professor Snape is your father. We love you anyway"
"You do?" Isabel asked through her tears.
"Of course, silly girl. You're our friend, nothing can change that"
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In the meanwhile Professor Snape started pacing again in Professor Dumbledore's office. It was quite a shock for him, that he would become a father in the future, but he couldn't say it was an unpleasant one.
He had to admit Isabel was a very smart girl, she was best in class in all the taught subjects. He had been number one too, when he was young. And she had the same adaptability as he had.
After a while he started to like the idea of having a daughter, but he didn't want to admit it at Dumbledore, who was watching him from his seat.
"Albus, I really need some confirmation. Is there a test we can do, something like a blood-test?"
Professor Dumbledore shook his head. "I don't think that's necessary, Severus, but if you insist, we can do a blood-test later"
Professor Snape nodded. "Thanks, Albus"
"As for now, you've got to think about the consequences of having a child of your own here at Hogwarts. I'm sure you agree that you'll have to treat her as any other student."
"Of course, Albus. That's not the problem"
"What is it then, Severus ?"
"Well, I don't like the idea of having Potter around her" he said. He knew it sounded stupid, but he really felt uncomfortable with that.
Albus Dumbledore laughed. 'I think she's old enough to do what's good for her, don't you think?"
"I know, but I can't help feeling that way"
"You're acting like an overprotecting father already, Severus. Leave it to Isabel, she knows what she's doing. If there's nothing else, you are dismissed. I shall talk about the blood- test with Poppy, maybe we can arrange it for this afternoon if Isabel agrees"
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, only the plot, the whole plot and nothing but the plot
***
A/N: Thank you, thank you, thank you for your nice reviews. Tracy, I kept my promise for updating so soon, so you will keep your promise for a real review after every chapter, right ? O.K. then, here we go:
Chapter 12 Father figure
"Daddy ?''
Professor Snape looked up with a rather confused look in his eyes.
Professor Dumbledore cleared his throat. "I think she means you, Severus"
Professor Snape's face had gone two shades paler than normally.
"That's not possible, Albus, I never had . "
He heard a few students snicker and looked up. He had forgotten they weren't alone, all the students and teachers had gathered around them.
" . any children". He finished his sentence with a warning look in his eyes.
Albus Dumbledore chuckled. "It's possible that Isabel here comes from the future, Severus, you might become a father in the next years".
Both men looked down again at Isabel, who was rubbing the back of her head.
When Professor Snape took a better look at the girl, he had to admit that she looked a lot like a real-Snape.
But she couldn't be !!! She was a Gryffindor and all the Snapes had been sorted into the Slytherin- house for many years.
He told Dumbledore, but the old wizard raised his hand. "Come on, Severus, you know it's possible. What if her mother is a Gryffindor ?"
Severus looked slightly confused. A few hours ago he had been a lonely man, and now he had a teenage daughter.
"Hello, can someone help me, please ?" they heard a timid voice from the ground. Isabel sat in the snow and raised a hand.
Professor Dumbledore looked at Professor Snape, who didn't made ready to pull her up.
"Severus" he warned the younger wizard and nodded his head in Isabel's direction.
"Oh, sorry" Professor Snape caught the hint and pulled Isabel from the ground.
"Come on, Severus, Isabel, let's go inside and talk about this in my office. Maybe you can remember some other things as well, Isabel, so we can send you back where you belong".
He pulled an arm around Isabel's shoulders and they made ready to walk back at the castle. Harry, Ron and Hermione followed them, but Professor Dumbledore stopped them
"I'm sorry, children, but we've got to talk with her in private. As soon as she's finished, she can go back to the Common Room" he told them.
They disappeared and let the three friends behind.
"I don't believe it, Snape can't be her father" Harry cried. "It's really doesn't make any sence".
"Yes, it does, Harry" said Hermione calm. She was as shocked as Harry was, but for another reason.
Last night she had had sex with her best friend's father !!! She knew he was old enough to be the father of a seventeen year-old, but she never thought he would be one.
"You know Isabel is very smart, I have to share my number-one position in every class with her and last time she even got a higher mark for her Potions-essay"
"But, Harry" Ron began, "If Snape really is her father, that means he's something like your father-in-law now, as you're seeing his daughter" and a big smile appeared on his face.
Harry couldn't share his kind of humour. "That's awful !!!" he gasped and he became white around the nose.
"Sev- . eh. Snape isn't that bad" Hermione defended her lover. She didn't like the idea either, but she didn't want them to talk about him like that.
"I think it's very confusing for Isabel as well" she stated. "Let's go back to the castle so we can be there for her in case she comes back and want to talk about it"
The snowball-fight was all forgotten. They hurried back to the castle and took place at the couch in front of the fire, where they waited for their friend to come back.
***
Hermione was right, is was very confusing for Isabel. She didn't know how it happened, she had recognised Professor Snape as her father !!!
Professor Dumbledore offered her a seat in his office and waved his wand for some tea and cookies.
"Please, Severus, sit down as well, you're making me very nervous" he said to the potions master, who was pacing the room.
"The knock on your head brought your memory back, Isabel" Professor Dumbledore explained. "That's a very good thing, but it's just the beginning. Can you remember anything else ?"
Isabel thought about that question. No, she couldn't think about anything else.
"You said I'm your father, can you tell us who your mother is ?", Snape finally asked the burning question.
"No, I really don't remember anything else, I'm sorry, Professor"
"That's O.K., Isabel. It's not your fault, Let me explain. Your memory is like a big cabinet with thousands of little drawers. Only one of those drawers opened as the snowball hit you at your head. Maybe other ones will open after this one, but it can take a while".
"Will it help as I get my head knocked again ?" she asked hopefully
"Merlin, no" Professor Snape cried out, already in his role as the anxious father.
Professor Dumbledore chuckled. "I don't think that will speed up the proces, Isabel" he said, "so don't even consider it as an option."
"O.K. then" Isabel said happily. She already hoped it wouldn't be an option, her head ached a lot after the accident with the snowball.
"If you want to, you can go and see your friends now, Isabel. Severus, I need to talk with you, so please stay".
Isabel walked out of the door, still very confused. She had to think about all this, it wasn't really a small thing. She knew her friends, except for Hermione, hated Snape, so this wasn't going to be easy.
***
Her friends were still seated on the couch, but they were all lost in their own thoughts as Isabel stepped inside the Common-room.
Harry stood up immediately and hugged his girlfriend.
"Isabel, are you O.K. ? We were so worried about you."
"I'm allright, Harry, but this really freaked me out. I know it's not easy for you as well, I know you don't like him"
"Well, that's the understatement of the year" Ron's voice came from the couch.
Harry shot him a warning look. Ron wanted to say more, but closed his mouth immediately. The look in Harry's eyes had told him that was the best thing he could do.
"Come and sit here, Isabel" Hermione said and offered her a place at the couch.
Isabel sighed deep. "Professor Dumbledore explained what happened. A little compartment from my memory has been opened as my head got knocked, but that doesn't mean I remember everything. In fact, I remember nothing else", and she started to cry.
"Hush, Isabel, come here" Hermione pulled her arm armound her friend.
"It doesn't matter you can't remember anything else and it doesn't matter Professor Snape is your father. We love you anyway"
"You do?" Isabel asked through her tears.
"Of course, silly girl. You're our friend, nothing can change that"
***
In the meanwhile Professor Snape started pacing again in Professor Dumbledore's office. It was quite a shock for him, that he would become a father in the future, but he couldn't say it was an unpleasant one.
He had to admit Isabel was a very smart girl, she was best in class in all the taught subjects. He had been number one too, when he was young. And she had the same adaptability as he had.
After a while he started to like the idea of having a daughter, but he didn't want to admit it at Dumbledore, who was watching him from his seat.
"Albus, I really need some confirmation. Is there a test we can do, something like a blood-test?"
Professor Dumbledore shook his head. "I don't think that's necessary, Severus, but if you insist, we can do a blood-test later"
Professor Snape nodded. "Thanks, Albus"
"As for now, you've got to think about the consequences of having a child of your own here at Hogwarts. I'm sure you agree that you'll have to treat her as any other student."
"Of course, Albus. That's not the problem"
"What is it then, Severus ?"
"Well, I don't like the idea of having Potter around her" he said. He knew it sounded stupid, but he really felt uncomfortable with that.
Albus Dumbledore laughed. 'I think she's old enough to do what's good for her, don't you think?"
"I know, but I can't help feeling that way"
"You're acting like an overprotecting father already, Severus. Leave it to Isabel, she knows what she's doing. If there's nothing else, you are dismissed. I shall talk about the blood- test with Poppy, maybe we can arrange it for this afternoon if Isabel agrees"
