Chapter 12
Uncles and Presents
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters only the storyline and any of the story that I borrowed I will give them credit in that chapter at the end or the disclaimers in the following chapters. The Uncle thing came from Slytherin Girl when she used it in her story, 'I Wont Walk Away'. Also any Songs I use are not mine! Enjoy and be as honest as possible in reviews without being downright mean.
A/N: I really hated the first CH12, so I left the beginning of it alone and changed the second part, after the break.
~*~*~*~Mixed POV's~*~*~*~
Professor Snape led Hermione down the corridors to the Head common room, and said the password, (A/N: He's Slytherin HOH so he knows the password if he ever need to talk to his student).
Hermione was in a total daze. Her eyes were glazed over, but she had no more tears to shed and not enough energy to yell and scream.
Professor Snape looked at the girl and was actually quite worried. He could see in her eyes that she was building that wall around her heart again. That wall that her friends had worked so hard to break, just to see it built up again in a matter of a couple of hours.
He couldn't believe that the girl sitting in front of him was the same girl who had always had the answers. Who had always cared deeply for others and put full trust in them to help her. The girl who just this morning was laughing for no apparent reason. All he could see now was a stone cold gaze and a dull expressionless face.
"Miss Granger, may I talk openly?" he asked, hiding all worry from his tone. He received a small nod from her and continued. "Do you have any idea who this original family was? Who your Uncle is?" he inquired.
"No sir" Hermione replied in an emotionless voice. That voice was the one that he had heard from Draco so many times when he would try and talk to the boy and make sure he was all right after his father would just show up at the school to teach his son a 'lesson'.
"The family was that of Sartan and Isabella Snape," he continued, searching her face for any sign she heard what he had just said. A small flash of surprise glittered across her expression, but was gone almost instantly. "Sartan was my brother, only a year older than I. He loved Isabella more then life itself and would do everything and anything for her. When she found out she was pregnant, he was absolutely glowing. He was one of the few Snape's that would show when he was feeling something other than anger."
"When you were born, they named you Hermione Nacola Danica Snape. I fell instantly in love with you the first time I held you. You looked up at me with a huge smile on your tiny face. From that day on I was over almost every day just so I could see you." Hermione glanced up at Snape, and saw that he looked to be in some kind of trance, more reliving the story then just telling it.
"When your parents died, I started to take care of you, but as you know I had to put you up for adoption, because the magical world wasn't safe for you. I didn't want you to be in any danger, so when I took you to the muggle adoption agency, they told me that I would be told when you were adopted out. Only I was never told. I thought that you were dead, and I didn't even know it was you when you came here six years ago. I noticed the name but thought it was just coincidence. I dint find out until yesterday when Dumbledore told me, right before he owled you. He wanted to make sure it was alright that you were told, as you could be in danger if you found out"
"Obviously I told him to tell you, but I thought that it would be good for you to have some other support, and told him to have all six of you come. I, for the second time in my entire will admit, that I was scared. Scarred you would reject all the information, reject me, reject the fact that you were a pureblooded witch. I would do absolutely anything to go back and never give you up."
He broke out of his trance and looked Hermione in the eyes. His eyes showed worry and fear. 'Fear of rejection' she thought. 'Funny, I never had that fear until this year, the fear that no one would speak to me'
"Professor, thanks for the story and the honesty, but I need time. Time to let everything sink in. Time for me to get used to the idea. Time to relax and just sort out everything in my mind," she paused for a breath before continuing. " In the course of 4 months, I've lost the only mother that I've ever known, the only father I've ever known started beating me because of it, I lost my 2 best friends of six years and found out that I was adopted and still have an uncle. The fact that that uncle has been teaching me for six years and has been nothing but mean makes this a little harder to take in. give me time and I will come talk to you, I just cant right now" she finished.
Snape had been watching her face throughout this entire speech and had yet to see it change from the stone cold expression that she had been holding. 'Well, I can see the Snape in her when she does that. Not many people I know can hold a single cold expression when they must be feeling like their whole world is falling down'
"Ok, I understand that you need time, but just promise me that when you're feeling up to it you WILL come talk to me. I know I've been horrible over the years and there's nothing I can do now but say I'm sorry. The only explanation I can offer is that I only ever knew you as the know-it-all Gryffindor that befriended Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, both of who I cant stand. I just hope that you will accept my apology and try to get to know me. I'm the only Snape left, and I will do anything to make that change. I want to get to know you but I can't do that without your help"
"Professor, I know your sorry and I completely get the explanation. If it had been me and I had someone like me walk into my class with friends like that I wouldn't be very nice either. I also promise to come talk to you when I feel I can, but for now I'm going up to my room. Will you do me a favor and tell the others where I am and that I just wish to sleep and not be bothered until dinner tonight."
"I will do that, and thanks Hermione"
"Your welcome Professor" she said with a nod and headed up for a well needed rest in her room.
When she go there however, she found two things sitting on her bed that hadn't been there before. They were wrapped and had cards with them, but she knew right away who they were from. 'God, don't they know what the meaning of "I don't wish to communicate with you" means?'
She picked up one of them anyway and started to open it. it was another picture frame, very similar to the one that Justin had given to her except it was red and gold. In it was a photo taken at the end of sixth year of the three friends laughing and hugging each other right before they left the train station. Shhe threw the phot aside and picked up the card that had been with it. It read:
//Dear Mia//
//I know that this is probably something that you don't want to see write
now but I got this before the beginning of the year and thought that I would still give it to you to show that no matter what anyone says, I still
see you as a best friend. This is just showing that there were amazing times in our friendship, no matter how it seemed to have ended. I know you
said that you would eventually talk to us again, but I know or knew you anyway, and you have no intent whatsoever of that ever happening. So I wish a Happy Eighteenth Birthday and I wish youi all the luck in the world with
the rest of your life.//
//Yours Truly, Ronald Weasley//
She starred at the note for a couple minutes, before realizing that he was right, she didn't haveany intent of ever going back to them. She looked at the photo and took it and set it on her dresser. While she couldn't stand to look at them, she couldn't bear to trash the it, as they had, after all, been best friends for six years and the two of them had been a big part of her life.
She picked up the second gift and unwrapped it. It was another little sculpture. 'Did they get together to pick out gifts?'. The only difference was that this was of three lions. She set it down and reached for the note.
//Hey Mia//
//I just wanted to give you this gift for your birthday. I know its something that you probably no longer want and it will probably be in the garbage the minute you finish reading this but I bought it the same day Ron did and I still thought you should have it. The reason that I got it for you in the first place was I thought it represented what the three of us stood for. I can see that it no longer applies but it did at one point. I know you wont ever speak to us, unless its to fight or we're in class, so I just thought I would say good bye, good luck with the rest of your life and
Happy Eighteenth Birthday.//
//With best wishes, Harry Potter//
Hermione finished the letter and picked up the little figure. She looked more closely and saw that her name and well as Harry's and Ron's had each been magicked onto each of the lions backs.
She set it beside the photo, again not being able to part with it. She picked up the notes and set them in the drawer of her night stand and laid down on her bed.
She couldn't believe everything that had happened. She had lost her mother and father. She had been beaten several times. She lost her best friends but on the plus side she had gained five new ones. These ones knew every little detail of her life and after two months they were closer than Harry, Ron and her ever had been. She had found out she was adopted and her parents were dead but she still had an uncle. On the other hand the uncle was Snape, the evil of all evils. Or he had been until this year. When she thought about it though he hadn't been as mean to her ever since she had stopped hanging with the 'Wonder Boys'.
She dozed off into a fitful sleep with these thoughts in her head. The final thought, though, was 'I guessed they decided to actually listen and leave me alone this time'
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Short, I know, but it took me forever to come up with an idea that I liked. I think that this went a lot better than the previous Chapter 12 and I think that I can work from here. The next Chapter will be a one week jump though but it will have a slight blurb at the beginning about it. Hope you enjoyed!
Thanks to:
From before original CH12:
Trinity-In-Black- Thanks for the reviews and the idea. I might use it in this one or another one; I'm not positive where I want to take this one yet! I know that they're screwed up and I promise to try and find a way to fix them when I can!
Gabbygirl- I'm glad I have some people who enjoy this enough to return (. I just told you who the Uncle was :P
Lifes-mysteries18- Yes, Draco is the uncle! I intend to make Snape a nicer person, but after Mia gets through this (we all know she will!) he will turn a little more evil again for reasons yet unknown! Thanks for reviewing!
After Original Ch12:
Darker-than-Ebony- I'm glad your liken this story, and I'm glad she dumped the 'assholes' to because frankly I cant stand them and don't trust them farther than I could throw them. You know I was thinks of turning into a Pureblooded Bitch instead.hmmm.nah, I like being nicer and I can get away with making fun of pure bloods this way (lol!
Dracoluber- I'm glad that you love the story so far and am sorry that I had to change the twelfth chapter if you liked it more. I will continue with Ch13 soon!
Lifes-mysteries18- thanks for letting me know when I wasn't at my best. It was after I got your review that I went back and re'read the chapter and realised just how bad this really was. Thanks again!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters only the storyline and any of the story that I borrowed I will give them credit in that chapter at the end or the disclaimers in the following chapters. The Uncle thing came from Slytherin Girl when she used it in her story, 'I Wont Walk Away'. Also any Songs I use are not mine! Enjoy and be as honest as possible in reviews without being downright mean.
A/N: I really hated the first CH12, so I left the beginning of it alone and changed the second part, after the break.
~*~*~*~Mixed POV's~*~*~*~
Professor Snape led Hermione down the corridors to the Head common room, and said the password, (A/N: He's Slytherin HOH so he knows the password if he ever need to talk to his student).
Hermione was in a total daze. Her eyes were glazed over, but she had no more tears to shed and not enough energy to yell and scream.
Professor Snape looked at the girl and was actually quite worried. He could see in her eyes that she was building that wall around her heart again. That wall that her friends had worked so hard to break, just to see it built up again in a matter of a couple of hours.
He couldn't believe that the girl sitting in front of him was the same girl who had always had the answers. Who had always cared deeply for others and put full trust in them to help her. The girl who just this morning was laughing for no apparent reason. All he could see now was a stone cold gaze and a dull expressionless face.
"Miss Granger, may I talk openly?" he asked, hiding all worry from his tone. He received a small nod from her and continued. "Do you have any idea who this original family was? Who your Uncle is?" he inquired.
"No sir" Hermione replied in an emotionless voice. That voice was the one that he had heard from Draco so many times when he would try and talk to the boy and make sure he was all right after his father would just show up at the school to teach his son a 'lesson'.
"The family was that of Sartan and Isabella Snape," he continued, searching her face for any sign she heard what he had just said. A small flash of surprise glittered across her expression, but was gone almost instantly. "Sartan was my brother, only a year older than I. He loved Isabella more then life itself and would do everything and anything for her. When she found out she was pregnant, he was absolutely glowing. He was one of the few Snape's that would show when he was feeling something other than anger."
"When you were born, they named you Hermione Nacola Danica Snape. I fell instantly in love with you the first time I held you. You looked up at me with a huge smile on your tiny face. From that day on I was over almost every day just so I could see you." Hermione glanced up at Snape, and saw that he looked to be in some kind of trance, more reliving the story then just telling it.
"When your parents died, I started to take care of you, but as you know I had to put you up for adoption, because the magical world wasn't safe for you. I didn't want you to be in any danger, so when I took you to the muggle adoption agency, they told me that I would be told when you were adopted out. Only I was never told. I thought that you were dead, and I didn't even know it was you when you came here six years ago. I noticed the name but thought it was just coincidence. I dint find out until yesterday when Dumbledore told me, right before he owled you. He wanted to make sure it was alright that you were told, as you could be in danger if you found out"
"Obviously I told him to tell you, but I thought that it would be good for you to have some other support, and told him to have all six of you come. I, for the second time in my entire will admit, that I was scared. Scarred you would reject all the information, reject me, reject the fact that you were a pureblooded witch. I would do absolutely anything to go back and never give you up."
He broke out of his trance and looked Hermione in the eyes. His eyes showed worry and fear. 'Fear of rejection' she thought. 'Funny, I never had that fear until this year, the fear that no one would speak to me'
"Professor, thanks for the story and the honesty, but I need time. Time to let everything sink in. Time for me to get used to the idea. Time to relax and just sort out everything in my mind," she paused for a breath before continuing. " In the course of 4 months, I've lost the only mother that I've ever known, the only father I've ever known started beating me because of it, I lost my 2 best friends of six years and found out that I was adopted and still have an uncle. The fact that that uncle has been teaching me for six years and has been nothing but mean makes this a little harder to take in. give me time and I will come talk to you, I just cant right now" she finished.
Snape had been watching her face throughout this entire speech and had yet to see it change from the stone cold expression that she had been holding. 'Well, I can see the Snape in her when she does that. Not many people I know can hold a single cold expression when they must be feeling like their whole world is falling down'
"Ok, I understand that you need time, but just promise me that when you're feeling up to it you WILL come talk to me. I know I've been horrible over the years and there's nothing I can do now but say I'm sorry. The only explanation I can offer is that I only ever knew you as the know-it-all Gryffindor that befriended Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, both of who I cant stand. I just hope that you will accept my apology and try to get to know me. I'm the only Snape left, and I will do anything to make that change. I want to get to know you but I can't do that without your help"
"Professor, I know your sorry and I completely get the explanation. If it had been me and I had someone like me walk into my class with friends like that I wouldn't be very nice either. I also promise to come talk to you when I feel I can, but for now I'm going up to my room. Will you do me a favor and tell the others where I am and that I just wish to sleep and not be bothered until dinner tonight."
"I will do that, and thanks Hermione"
"Your welcome Professor" she said with a nod and headed up for a well needed rest in her room.
When she go there however, she found two things sitting on her bed that hadn't been there before. They were wrapped and had cards with them, but she knew right away who they were from. 'God, don't they know what the meaning of "I don't wish to communicate with you" means?'
She picked up one of them anyway and started to open it. it was another picture frame, very similar to the one that Justin had given to her except it was red and gold. In it was a photo taken at the end of sixth year of the three friends laughing and hugging each other right before they left the train station. Shhe threw the phot aside and picked up the card that had been with it. It read:
//Dear Mia//
//I know that this is probably something that you don't want to see write
now but I got this before the beginning of the year and thought that I would still give it to you to show that no matter what anyone says, I still
see you as a best friend. This is just showing that there were amazing times in our friendship, no matter how it seemed to have ended. I know you
said that you would eventually talk to us again, but I know or knew you anyway, and you have no intent whatsoever of that ever happening. So I wish a Happy Eighteenth Birthday and I wish youi all the luck in the world with
the rest of your life.//
//Yours Truly, Ronald Weasley//
She starred at the note for a couple minutes, before realizing that he was right, she didn't haveany intent of ever going back to them. She looked at the photo and took it and set it on her dresser. While she couldn't stand to look at them, she couldn't bear to trash the it, as they had, after all, been best friends for six years and the two of them had been a big part of her life.
She picked up the second gift and unwrapped it. It was another little sculpture. 'Did they get together to pick out gifts?'. The only difference was that this was of three lions. She set it down and reached for the note.
//Hey Mia//
//I just wanted to give you this gift for your birthday. I know its something that you probably no longer want and it will probably be in the garbage the minute you finish reading this but I bought it the same day Ron did and I still thought you should have it. The reason that I got it for you in the first place was I thought it represented what the three of us stood for. I can see that it no longer applies but it did at one point. I know you wont ever speak to us, unless its to fight or we're in class, so I just thought I would say good bye, good luck with the rest of your life and
Happy Eighteenth Birthday.//
//With best wishes, Harry Potter//
Hermione finished the letter and picked up the little figure. She looked more closely and saw that her name and well as Harry's and Ron's had each been magicked onto each of the lions backs.
She set it beside the photo, again not being able to part with it. She picked up the notes and set them in the drawer of her night stand and laid down on her bed.
She couldn't believe everything that had happened. She had lost her mother and father. She had been beaten several times. She lost her best friends but on the plus side she had gained five new ones. These ones knew every little detail of her life and after two months they were closer than Harry, Ron and her ever had been. She had found out she was adopted and her parents were dead but she still had an uncle. On the other hand the uncle was Snape, the evil of all evils. Or he had been until this year. When she thought about it though he hadn't been as mean to her ever since she had stopped hanging with the 'Wonder Boys'.
She dozed off into a fitful sleep with these thoughts in her head. The final thought, though, was 'I guessed they decided to actually listen and leave me alone this time'
~*~*~*~*~*~
Short, I know, but it took me forever to come up with an idea that I liked. I think that this went a lot better than the previous Chapter 12 and I think that I can work from here. The next Chapter will be a one week jump though but it will have a slight blurb at the beginning about it. Hope you enjoyed!
Thanks to:
From before original CH12:
Trinity-In-Black- Thanks for the reviews and the idea. I might use it in this one or another one; I'm not positive where I want to take this one yet! I know that they're screwed up and I promise to try and find a way to fix them when I can!
Gabbygirl- I'm glad I have some people who enjoy this enough to return (. I just told you who the Uncle was :P
Lifes-mysteries18- Yes, Draco is the uncle! I intend to make Snape a nicer person, but after Mia gets through this (we all know she will!) he will turn a little more evil again for reasons yet unknown! Thanks for reviewing!
After Original Ch12:
Darker-than-Ebony- I'm glad your liken this story, and I'm glad she dumped the 'assholes' to because frankly I cant stand them and don't trust them farther than I could throw them. You know I was thinks of turning into a Pureblooded Bitch instead.hmmm.nah, I like being nicer and I can get away with making fun of pure bloods this way (lol!
Dracoluber- I'm glad that you love the story so far and am sorry that I had to change the twelfth chapter if you liked it more. I will continue with Ch13 soon!
Lifes-mysteries18- thanks for letting me know when I wasn't at my best. It was after I got your review that I went back and re'read the chapter and realised just how bad this really was. Thanks again!