A/N I do not own Harry Potter or any of it's affiliates. Ms. Rowling does
and while I admire her work I do not wish to steal it.
A/N 2 I do not own "Jurassic Park" or "The Pearl" either. Both Creighton and Steinbeck are amazing authors and I leave all praise of their work to them.
The train ride to Hogwarts was the most exciting train ride Amalthea had ever had. The trees were still a vibrant shade of green and the seas were the prettiest blue that she had ever seen. She didn't know where exactly she was but that didn't matter, soon she would be at Hogwarts. When she boarded the train she found a compartment at the back of the train where she could sit in silence. Nobody had come to see her or bother her except a really nice lady who wheeled around a trolley of treats. She bought a box of Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans, which she hadn't yet opened and a Chocolate Frog for later. Although Amalthea was alone, she wasn't lonely. In her knapsack she had brought a few books. She finished reading a book called "Jurassic Park" by Michael Creighton. It was about dinosaurs and so she didn't particularly like it but it was something to read. She was now reading a book called "The Pearl," by John Steinbeck. Now, for a muggle, he was a great writer. Suddenly there was a bushy haired girl at her door. "Steinbeck's my favorite." She said. When Amalthea didn't look up she took the initiative to continue with her conversation. "I'm a second year and in Gryffindor. My name's Hermione, Hermione Granger." Amalthea finished her sentence, put her bookmark back in it's page, slowly put the book down and stood up. "This is my first year. My name's Amalthea, Amalthea Snape." With that she put out her hand to shake Hermione's. But Hermione's only reaction was that her jaw dropped and for a moment (a brief moment) she was silent. "Di.di.did you say Snape? As in.Severus Snape?" She stuttered with her words as if she couldn't get them out. "Yes. Severus Snape is my father. He teaches the Potions classes at Hogwarts. Is something wrong? Do you need some chocolate?" Amalthea's concern was real. What was wrong with this girl Hermione? Maybe she was sick. "I just.never knew Professor Snape had a daughter. It's really surprising." And it was, Hermione had never known Professor Snape to be a very public man but he wasn't a truly loving man either. Could she be dreaming? "No I'm fine. I just.never mind. Do you mind if I sit with you? My friends seem to have missed the train." Hermione was shaken up. Not only couldn't she find her two best friends but she had learned a secret about her potions professor that she would have NEVER imagined.
A/N 2 I do not own "Jurassic Park" or "The Pearl" either. Both Creighton and Steinbeck are amazing authors and I leave all praise of their work to them.
The train ride to Hogwarts was the most exciting train ride Amalthea had ever had. The trees were still a vibrant shade of green and the seas were the prettiest blue that she had ever seen. She didn't know where exactly she was but that didn't matter, soon she would be at Hogwarts. When she boarded the train she found a compartment at the back of the train where she could sit in silence. Nobody had come to see her or bother her except a really nice lady who wheeled around a trolley of treats. She bought a box of Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans, which she hadn't yet opened and a Chocolate Frog for later. Although Amalthea was alone, she wasn't lonely. In her knapsack she had brought a few books. She finished reading a book called "Jurassic Park" by Michael Creighton. It was about dinosaurs and so she didn't particularly like it but it was something to read. She was now reading a book called "The Pearl," by John Steinbeck. Now, for a muggle, he was a great writer. Suddenly there was a bushy haired girl at her door. "Steinbeck's my favorite." She said. When Amalthea didn't look up she took the initiative to continue with her conversation. "I'm a second year and in Gryffindor. My name's Hermione, Hermione Granger." Amalthea finished her sentence, put her bookmark back in it's page, slowly put the book down and stood up. "This is my first year. My name's Amalthea, Amalthea Snape." With that she put out her hand to shake Hermione's. But Hermione's only reaction was that her jaw dropped and for a moment (a brief moment) she was silent. "Di.di.did you say Snape? As in.Severus Snape?" She stuttered with her words as if she couldn't get them out. "Yes. Severus Snape is my father. He teaches the Potions classes at Hogwarts. Is something wrong? Do you need some chocolate?" Amalthea's concern was real. What was wrong with this girl Hermione? Maybe she was sick. "I just.never knew Professor Snape had a daughter. It's really surprising." And it was, Hermione had never known Professor Snape to be a very public man but he wasn't a truly loving man either. Could she be dreaming? "No I'm fine. I just.never mind. Do you mind if I sit with you? My friends seem to have missed the train." Hermione was shaken up. Not only couldn't she find her two best friends but she had learned a secret about her potions professor that she would have NEVER imagined.