Hidden Identity
Summary: Harry Potter has grown up with no one he can relate to. No one knows what he went through. Until she came to Hogwarts. Will Harry learn about his past, or will a certain blonde haired Slytherin ruin it for him?
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Harry Potter in the least bit. Though sometimes I think I do.. sadly I don't.. -_-. Alas, oh well. The only character I own is Jendara Snape. Any other characters you do not recognize belong to me.
Chapter 1.
The Start Of It All
Jendara Snape woke up screaming in pain, tears streaming down her creamy face. She had been having these dreams for months now, but never told her father. It was always the same; a woman screaming, blinding green light, and the scent of strawberry shampoo. Tonight, though, is was the worst. She looked down at her shoulder and saw blood staining her silky white nightgown.
"Shit" she muttered as she prodded the nightgown with her finger. "Father's going to have a fit if he sees all the blood everywhere. I'd better get the house elves to clean this up." Jendara called for a house elf, silently thanking her father for putting a soundproof charm around his bedroom. A little elf, Piffy, padded down the hallway to Jendara.
"Ma'am called Piffy?" squeaked the elf. Jendara smiled despite the pain in her shoulder. She had always loved Piffy. The little elf loved her too. Piffy was willing to do anything for Jendara.
"Yes. I, erm, seem to have cut myself and there is blood all over my bed. And I know father will pitch a fit if he finds it. Could I ask you to clean it up?" The little elf smiled with delight.
"Oh yes ma'am! Piffy will clean it up right away ma'am!" she squeaked. Jendara smiled and bent down to hug Piffy. Piffy patted Jendara's back.
"Thank you so much Piffy. You're a lifesaver" said Jendara and meaning it. Piffy beamed. After the mess had been cleaned up, Jendara thanked Piffy and the elf bowed deeply and trooped out of the room. To where, Jendara didn't know. Jendara changed into a clean nightgown when Piffy was cleaning the bed. She handed Piffy and the elf took it. She climbed into her clean, blood-free bed, in a clean, blood-free nightgown, and buried herself in the many layers of silken sheets. She slept soundly for the rest of the night.
Summary: Harry Potter has grown up with no one he can relate to. No one knows what he went through. Until she came to Hogwarts. Will Harry learn about his past, or will a certain blonde haired Slytherin ruin it for him?
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Harry Potter in the least bit. Though sometimes I think I do.. sadly I don't.. -_-. Alas, oh well. The only character I own is Jendara Snape. Any other characters you do not recognize belong to me.
Chapter 1.
The Start Of It All
Jendara Snape woke up screaming in pain, tears streaming down her creamy face. She had been having these dreams for months now, but never told her father. It was always the same; a woman screaming, blinding green light, and the scent of strawberry shampoo. Tonight, though, is was the worst. She looked down at her shoulder and saw blood staining her silky white nightgown.
"Shit" she muttered as she prodded the nightgown with her finger. "Father's going to have a fit if he sees all the blood everywhere. I'd better get the house elves to clean this up." Jendara called for a house elf, silently thanking her father for putting a soundproof charm around his bedroom. A little elf, Piffy, padded down the hallway to Jendara.
"Ma'am called Piffy?" squeaked the elf. Jendara smiled despite the pain in her shoulder. She had always loved Piffy. The little elf loved her too. Piffy was willing to do anything for Jendara.
"Yes. I, erm, seem to have cut myself and there is blood all over my bed. And I know father will pitch a fit if he finds it. Could I ask you to clean it up?" The little elf smiled with delight.
"Oh yes ma'am! Piffy will clean it up right away ma'am!" she squeaked. Jendara smiled and bent down to hug Piffy. Piffy patted Jendara's back.
"Thank you so much Piffy. You're a lifesaver" said Jendara and meaning it. Piffy beamed. After the mess had been cleaned up, Jendara thanked Piffy and the elf bowed deeply and trooped out of the room. To where, Jendara didn't know. Jendara changed into a clean nightgown when Piffy was cleaning the bed. She handed Piffy and the elf took it. She climbed into her clean, blood-free bed, in a clean, blood-free nightgown, and buried herself in the many layers of silken sheets. She slept soundly for the rest of the night.