Miracles Happen
By
Snivellus
A/N: This is not your typical story, at least I hope it isnÕt. This story is loosely based of the movies: Miracle, Remember the Titans, and Mighty Ducks 3. I like reviews, it makes me happy!
Chapter 1
There are some stories that touch you, others that make you think, and then there is this story, which will change your life. Many years have passed since Harry Potter's glorious victory over The-One-Who-Has-Been-Defeated, and many lives have changed forever. They say the past will dictate your future, and some wounds go too deep, but I say wounds will never heal until you clean them.
This is not a story of one man's victory, but a team's life changing experience and how the most unlikely witches and wizards came together to achieve the impossible, and how one man found himself in the process.
*!*!*!*!
"Oh, for fuck sake! Where the hell were you Kreenan! McConnell was all over your ass."
"Daddy, Aunt Sandra told you not to say those words around me." A little girl with long black curly hair, around the age of six said as she pulled at her father's coat sleeve.
"Well, how about we just don't tell Aunt Sandra." He said as he patted her on the head.
"Dad, how much longer do we have to watch Quidditch?" She asked her father as they watched the Winbourne Wasps battle Appleby Arrows in a fierce rivalry.
"Oh come one Johnson, aim the bludgers somewhere useful, like up McConnell's aÉ"
"Ahem, Severus, I swear your daughter does not need to hear those words." Sandra Collins, Severus's sister in-law lectured him.
"Sandra, I am merely increasing my daughter's already large vocabulary, and I have told her that her father is the only one who may use those words, and only around Quidditch."
"Come Moria, let's go take a walk around the arena, I will buy you a souvenir, while your father assess his language." Sandra said giving him a scolding look.
"Ok, can I get some omnioculars?" Moria asked gleefully.
"We will see." Sandra took Moria's hand and led her down the steps.
*!*!*!*!
For Severus Snape, times since the war had not been easy, not only did he lose the one man that he ever respected, Albus Dumbledore. But he also saw children, his students die in front of him. Blinding memories of the war still haunt him.
As if that was not bad enough, just when Severus started to learn to love again, his wife was taken from him in a horrible accident, leaving him with a young daughter to raise on his own.
A man, who was said not to have a heart, had lost it all, and was still going on, finding little solace in anyone besides his daughter, whom he loved more than anything in the world.
*!*!*!*!
"Severus? Severus Snape is that you?" Severus heard a familiar voice as he turned to look up the steps at the woman who was now approaching him.
"Ah, Minerva, what a pleasant surprise." He said smoothly.
"I heard you were back in England, and apparently not alone." She said smiling.
"You have no idea. So, what brings you here? Are you a fan of the Wasps, or the Arrows?"
"Well actually I must admit, a friend of mine, Sandra Collins said that you would be here today, I just had to talk to you."
"How did I know that this wasn't just a chance meeting? And how do you know Sandra?" Severus asked with raised eyebrows.
"Did you ever meet my husband, Severus?" Minerva questioned.
"No, I can't say that I have."
"Oh pity, you two would have got on well. Anyway, he died in the first war, bless his soul and he left me in complete ownership of the Chudly Cannons." She explained.
"And why would this concern me? After all we haven't seen or spoken to each other since the end of the war seven years ago." Severus asked rather annoyed that his former collogue was trying to chum it up with him after seven years of not speaking.
"You see, knowing how well you know the game, and seeing as you have the proper training, I was hoping that you might consider a coaching position."
"Pardon me?" Severus asked rather taken aback.
"The current coach for the Cannon's has taken another job, and with the world cup coming up, and seeing how badly off we have been doing, oh the last century, I was looking for new management." She asked again.
"So let me get this straight, you know Sandra I assume, because she works in PR for the Quidditch World Magazine, and she told you that she knew me. Did she say anything else? Anything at all?" Severus question suspectingly.
*!*!*!*!
Right as Severus finished the question, Sandra came back with Moria, who was holding a huge stuffed wasp that flew around her head chanting the fight song.
"Daddy, look what Aunt Sandra got me, isn't it cool?" Moria said excitedly.
"Oh my, Severus who is this darling little girl?" Minerva asked with wide eyes.
"Minerva, this is my daughter Moria, Moria this is Headmistress McGonagall, remember the one who looks after Hogwarts." Severus introduced.
"Hello, Headmistress, My name is Moria Wendy Snape and I am six years old." She formally introduced herself, as her father had taught her so many times before.
"It is a delight to meet you, you are the perfect young lady. Severus you never told me you got married, or had a daughter. Where is your wife? I would very much like to meet her." Minerva said happily.
"She is no longer with us." Severus said simply, giving a look to Moria.
"Oh dear, you haven't gotten divorced have you? So much to go through in your lifetime Severus, so much to deal with." She said gently.
"You have no idea."
"Well, I would like to formally invite you over for dinner, to talk about this coaching position with the Cannons. I think you could be what could turn the team around."
"Daddy, you didn't tell me you were going to coach again. Daddy, you promised!" Moria started to yell.
"I am sorry Minerva, but I am going to have to decline your request. There is just so much I have been through, I would rather not get involved."
"But Severus, you were the best Seeker to play at Hogwarts, you are a qualified referee, and you coached the Slytherin team, and according to Sandra you also coached the highly acclaimed Vultures! You must."
"NO, Minerva, now good day." Severus said plainly. Just then cheers were heard all around the arena, the Snitch had been caught by McEleiney on the Winbourne Wasps.
Severus picked Moria up, and walked past Minerva McGonagall as quickly as possible, not even stopping to see if Sandra was behind him.
"Daddy, don't coach, please daddy!" Moria was crying.
"Hush now, I am not going to take the job it is all right, I am here." Severus comforted his daughter.
"Daddy's not going anywhere." He said softly.
*!*!*!*!
The next week passed by rather uneventfully, Severus Snape was still trying to settle into his new home that he had bought in Yorkshire. It was a modest country house, far away from any muggle town, but close enough to apparate to. Moria was putting all of her stuffed animals on to her new bed, which were covered with the Vratsa Vultures logo, and Severus was in his study, putting up a picture of his late wife Wendy, when the doorbell rang.
"Be right there!" Severus called. He walked to the door and when he opened it he was surprised to see Sandra and Minerva standing on his stoop.
"What are you doing here?" He asked menacingly.
"We came to talk, Severus, Sandra told me what happened, why you reacted that way, and I was hoping we could talk." Minivera said placing a hand on his shoulder, which he quickly shrugged off.
"I already gave you my answer, and I don't want to talk about it. And Sandra, you should know better than this, you betrayed my trust." He said angrily.
"I did not betray you trust Severus, I merely told one of your longest known friend, what happened since you left so abruptly last weekend." Sandra replied.
"So what, now you know, and you still come to bug me?"
"Severus I think that this would be a good opportunity for you. You could change them around, make them a better team. They need some guidance." Minivera said.
"You never liked my teaching style, and when my coaching style is the same, how can you be so sure that I am the one you want?"
"Because the team needs someone who can show them the way, not pussyfoot around every game." At this Severus stood silent for a minute, and then spoke again.
"Moria is afraid, she doesn't want me to coach, I promised her I wouldn't." Severus said becoming more convinced that he wanted the job. He never backed down from a challenge, never, but then there was his daughter to think about.
"Talk to her, tell her it won't be the same, you weren't the only one who cared about Wendy." Sandra coaxed.
"Give me a few days and I will let you know." Severus sighed.
"I am not promising anything though, so don't expect anything." He added quickly.
"Just as long as you consider. Severus, there is one more thing that you should know." Minerva added.
"What is that?" Severus asked.
"Harry Potter is our Seeker, and Ginny Weasly is our Keeper." She said quietly.
"And why should that change my decision?" Severus said, surprising her.
"Well I just thought, with your historyÉ"
"People change Minerva, you should know that." Severus said calmly. As he said the words, he knew that it was a lie, but he could change, Potter could have changed.
"All right then, I will see you in a few days then?" Minerva said who got up and grabbed her cloak.
"Yes you may." He said slyly. Severus showed Minerva to the door as well as Sandra, but Sandra didn't seem to follow them to the door.
"Good day Minerva." Severus said.
"Good day Severus." Minerva turned and apparated away. Severus turned to Sandra.
"I take it your staying then?" Severus asked plainly.
"If I am welcome?"
"You betrayed my trust Sandra! I thought I had made it very clear to you that what happened was very personal, and I do not share my personal life with ANYONE!" He shouted angrily. He was hurting, he hurt everyday, and Sandra was only making it worse. The pain was mind numbing. He had started to forget the smell of her hair, or the look on her face when she was upset, and that killed him inside.
"You think you are the only one who was hurt? You think that you were the only who cared about her, who loved her?" She raised her voice.
"She was my bloody sister, she was my best friend!"
"I don't have time for this, I think you better leave." Severus said, not wanting to listen to her.
"You need to move on, Severus, it has been almost two years. I don't think she wouldn't want to see you like this, in fact I know she wouldn't." She said as she walked out the door.
*!*!*!*!
"Daddy? Why were you yelling? Are you all right?" Moria came out from her bedroom when she heard the door shut. Her eyes were wide and scared.
Severus turned to her and picked her up. He held her tight and started to cry.
"Daddy, don't cry. Daddy it is ok, if you want to coach, you can!" Moria said weakly trying to get her father to stop crying.
"No darling that isn't why I am sad, I am okay." He said clearing his throat.
"Daddy, you miss mummy?"
"Yes, Moria, I miss mummy very much."
"I miss her too." She said starting to cry.
"There, there, it is okay, we will be okay."
"Mummy, wouldn't want us to cry daddy."
"No, no she wouldn't." He said sitting down on the floor with his daughter in his lap, wiping the tears from his daughter's eyes.
"Daddy, do you remember the song mummy use to sing me before I went to sleep?"
"Yes, I remember."
"Do you remember how it goes? I am forgetting her, and I don't want to forget daddy."
"Hush my love now don't you cry, everything will be all right, close your eyes and drift in dream. Rest in peaceful sleep." He sang softly.
"If there's one thing I hope I showed you, hope I showed you. Just give love to all. Right daddy?" Moria asked.
"That is right. Everything will be all right, we will be all right." He said, needing to hear those words himself.
The two unlikely pair sat on the floor until Severus looked down to see Moria sleeping in his arms. It was times like these that he was thankful to have lived through the war, and thankful that he was given his short time with Wendy Collins. Moria was everything to him, and so few knew that, but if they were to spend a week or even a day at his home, they would see that he was a much-changed man since his days as a professor at Hogwarts.
*!*!*!*!
Severus picked Moria up and carried his sleeping daughter into her room. He smiled when he looked at how she had been decorating her room. Every corner of her room was covered in the Vulture's logo. She had even put up the picture that the whole team had signed for her after her mother died. And in the corner right by her bed was a picture of Wendy in her Quidditch robes, and Severus standing beside her holding her waist.
They had come so close to the Cup that year, and then tragedy struck, Wendy had taken a bludgers to the head and fell hundred and fifty yards to her death. That was the last time Severus saw her, and the last time he had ever coached. He would have given anything to change the last minutes of the game, even more than he gave to redeem himself 27 years ago.
"Daddy." Moria mumbled sleepily.
"Yes, darling."
"Mummy would want you to coach again, and so do I, as long as you promise me one thing."
"What is that?"
"Don't get hurt."
"I won't darling, if your sure, I told you I won't take the job unless you want me to."
"I want you to daddy." Moria said as she pulled the covers up to her chin.
"I love you Moria."
"I love you too daddy. Stay with me?" She asked.
"Until I fall asleep?" She batted her little eyes.
"All right. Hush my love now don't you cry, everything will be all right, close your eyes and drift in dream. Rest in peaceful sleep." He sang softly.
By
Snivellus
A/N: This is not your typical story, at least I hope it isnÕt. This story is loosely based of the movies: Miracle, Remember the Titans, and Mighty Ducks 3. I like reviews, it makes me happy!
Chapter 1
There are some stories that touch you, others that make you think, and then there is this story, which will change your life. Many years have passed since Harry Potter's glorious victory over The-One-Who-Has-Been-Defeated, and many lives have changed forever. They say the past will dictate your future, and some wounds go too deep, but I say wounds will never heal until you clean them.
This is not a story of one man's victory, but a team's life changing experience and how the most unlikely witches and wizards came together to achieve the impossible, and how one man found himself in the process.
*!*!*!*!
"Oh, for fuck sake! Where the hell were you Kreenan! McConnell was all over your ass."
"Daddy, Aunt Sandra told you not to say those words around me." A little girl with long black curly hair, around the age of six said as she pulled at her father's coat sleeve.
"Well, how about we just don't tell Aunt Sandra." He said as he patted her on the head.
"Dad, how much longer do we have to watch Quidditch?" She asked her father as they watched the Winbourne Wasps battle Appleby Arrows in a fierce rivalry.
"Oh come one Johnson, aim the bludgers somewhere useful, like up McConnell's aÉ"
"Ahem, Severus, I swear your daughter does not need to hear those words." Sandra Collins, Severus's sister in-law lectured him.
"Sandra, I am merely increasing my daughter's already large vocabulary, and I have told her that her father is the only one who may use those words, and only around Quidditch."
"Come Moria, let's go take a walk around the arena, I will buy you a souvenir, while your father assess his language." Sandra said giving him a scolding look.
"Ok, can I get some omnioculars?" Moria asked gleefully.
"We will see." Sandra took Moria's hand and led her down the steps.
*!*!*!*!
For Severus Snape, times since the war had not been easy, not only did he lose the one man that he ever respected, Albus Dumbledore. But he also saw children, his students die in front of him. Blinding memories of the war still haunt him.
As if that was not bad enough, just when Severus started to learn to love again, his wife was taken from him in a horrible accident, leaving him with a young daughter to raise on his own.
A man, who was said not to have a heart, had lost it all, and was still going on, finding little solace in anyone besides his daughter, whom he loved more than anything in the world.
*!*!*!*!
"Severus? Severus Snape is that you?" Severus heard a familiar voice as he turned to look up the steps at the woman who was now approaching him.
"Ah, Minerva, what a pleasant surprise." He said smoothly.
"I heard you were back in England, and apparently not alone." She said smiling.
"You have no idea. So, what brings you here? Are you a fan of the Wasps, or the Arrows?"
"Well actually I must admit, a friend of mine, Sandra Collins said that you would be here today, I just had to talk to you."
"How did I know that this wasn't just a chance meeting? And how do you know Sandra?" Severus asked with raised eyebrows.
"Did you ever meet my husband, Severus?" Minerva questioned.
"No, I can't say that I have."
"Oh pity, you two would have got on well. Anyway, he died in the first war, bless his soul and he left me in complete ownership of the Chudly Cannons." She explained.
"And why would this concern me? After all we haven't seen or spoken to each other since the end of the war seven years ago." Severus asked rather annoyed that his former collogue was trying to chum it up with him after seven years of not speaking.
"You see, knowing how well you know the game, and seeing as you have the proper training, I was hoping that you might consider a coaching position."
"Pardon me?" Severus asked rather taken aback.
"The current coach for the Cannon's has taken another job, and with the world cup coming up, and seeing how badly off we have been doing, oh the last century, I was looking for new management." She asked again.
"So let me get this straight, you know Sandra I assume, because she works in PR for the Quidditch World Magazine, and she told you that she knew me. Did she say anything else? Anything at all?" Severus question suspectingly.
*!*!*!*!
Right as Severus finished the question, Sandra came back with Moria, who was holding a huge stuffed wasp that flew around her head chanting the fight song.
"Daddy, look what Aunt Sandra got me, isn't it cool?" Moria said excitedly.
"Oh my, Severus who is this darling little girl?" Minerva asked with wide eyes.
"Minerva, this is my daughter Moria, Moria this is Headmistress McGonagall, remember the one who looks after Hogwarts." Severus introduced.
"Hello, Headmistress, My name is Moria Wendy Snape and I am six years old." She formally introduced herself, as her father had taught her so many times before.
"It is a delight to meet you, you are the perfect young lady. Severus you never told me you got married, or had a daughter. Where is your wife? I would very much like to meet her." Minerva said happily.
"She is no longer with us." Severus said simply, giving a look to Moria.
"Oh dear, you haven't gotten divorced have you? So much to go through in your lifetime Severus, so much to deal with." She said gently.
"You have no idea."
"Well, I would like to formally invite you over for dinner, to talk about this coaching position with the Cannons. I think you could be what could turn the team around."
"Daddy, you didn't tell me you were going to coach again. Daddy, you promised!" Moria started to yell.
"I am sorry Minerva, but I am going to have to decline your request. There is just so much I have been through, I would rather not get involved."
"But Severus, you were the best Seeker to play at Hogwarts, you are a qualified referee, and you coached the Slytherin team, and according to Sandra you also coached the highly acclaimed Vultures! You must."
"NO, Minerva, now good day." Severus said plainly. Just then cheers were heard all around the arena, the Snitch had been caught by McEleiney on the Winbourne Wasps.
Severus picked Moria up, and walked past Minerva McGonagall as quickly as possible, not even stopping to see if Sandra was behind him.
"Daddy, don't coach, please daddy!" Moria was crying.
"Hush now, I am not going to take the job it is all right, I am here." Severus comforted his daughter.
"Daddy's not going anywhere." He said softly.
*!*!*!*!
The next week passed by rather uneventfully, Severus Snape was still trying to settle into his new home that he had bought in Yorkshire. It was a modest country house, far away from any muggle town, but close enough to apparate to. Moria was putting all of her stuffed animals on to her new bed, which were covered with the Vratsa Vultures logo, and Severus was in his study, putting up a picture of his late wife Wendy, when the doorbell rang.
"Be right there!" Severus called. He walked to the door and when he opened it he was surprised to see Sandra and Minerva standing on his stoop.
"What are you doing here?" He asked menacingly.
"We came to talk, Severus, Sandra told me what happened, why you reacted that way, and I was hoping we could talk." Minivera said placing a hand on his shoulder, which he quickly shrugged off.
"I already gave you my answer, and I don't want to talk about it. And Sandra, you should know better than this, you betrayed my trust." He said angrily.
"I did not betray you trust Severus, I merely told one of your longest known friend, what happened since you left so abruptly last weekend." Sandra replied.
"So what, now you know, and you still come to bug me?"
"Severus I think that this would be a good opportunity for you. You could change them around, make them a better team. They need some guidance." Minivera said.
"You never liked my teaching style, and when my coaching style is the same, how can you be so sure that I am the one you want?"
"Because the team needs someone who can show them the way, not pussyfoot around every game." At this Severus stood silent for a minute, and then spoke again.
"Moria is afraid, she doesn't want me to coach, I promised her I wouldn't." Severus said becoming more convinced that he wanted the job. He never backed down from a challenge, never, but then there was his daughter to think about.
"Talk to her, tell her it won't be the same, you weren't the only one who cared about Wendy." Sandra coaxed.
"Give me a few days and I will let you know." Severus sighed.
"I am not promising anything though, so don't expect anything." He added quickly.
"Just as long as you consider. Severus, there is one more thing that you should know." Minerva added.
"What is that?" Severus asked.
"Harry Potter is our Seeker, and Ginny Weasly is our Keeper." She said quietly.
"And why should that change my decision?" Severus said, surprising her.
"Well I just thought, with your historyÉ"
"People change Minerva, you should know that." Severus said calmly. As he said the words, he knew that it was a lie, but he could change, Potter could have changed.
"All right then, I will see you in a few days then?" Minerva said who got up and grabbed her cloak.
"Yes you may." He said slyly. Severus showed Minerva to the door as well as Sandra, but Sandra didn't seem to follow them to the door.
"Good day Minerva." Severus said.
"Good day Severus." Minerva turned and apparated away. Severus turned to Sandra.
"I take it your staying then?" Severus asked plainly.
"If I am welcome?"
"You betrayed my trust Sandra! I thought I had made it very clear to you that what happened was very personal, and I do not share my personal life with ANYONE!" He shouted angrily. He was hurting, he hurt everyday, and Sandra was only making it worse. The pain was mind numbing. He had started to forget the smell of her hair, or the look on her face when she was upset, and that killed him inside.
"You think you are the only one who was hurt? You think that you were the only who cared about her, who loved her?" She raised her voice.
"She was my bloody sister, she was my best friend!"
"I don't have time for this, I think you better leave." Severus said, not wanting to listen to her.
"You need to move on, Severus, it has been almost two years. I don't think she wouldn't want to see you like this, in fact I know she wouldn't." She said as she walked out the door.
*!*!*!*!
"Daddy? Why were you yelling? Are you all right?" Moria came out from her bedroom when she heard the door shut. Her eyes were wide and scared.
Severus turned to her and picked her up. He held her tight and started to cry.
"Daddy, don't cry. Daddy it is ok, if you want to coach, you can!" Moria said weakly trying to get her father to stop crying.
"No darling that isn't why I am sad, I am okay." He said clearing his throat.
"Daddy, you miss mummy?"
"Yes, Moria, I miss mummy very much."
"I miss her too." She said starting to cry.
"There, there, it is okay, we will be okay."
"Mummy, wouldn't want us to cry daddy."
"No, no she wouldn't." He said sitting down on the floor with his daughter in his lap, wiping the tears from his daughter's eyes.
"Daddy, do you remember the song mummy use to sing me before I went to sleep?"
"Yes, I remember."
"Do you remember how it goes? I am forgetting her, and I don't want to forget daddy."
"Hush my love now don't you cry, everything will be all right, close your eyes and drift in dream. Rest in peaceful sleep." He sang softly.
"If there's one thing I hope I showed you, hope I showed you. Just give love to all. Right daddy?" Moria asked.
"That is right. Everything will be all right, we will be all right." He said, needing to hear those words himself.
The two unlikely pair sat on the floor until Severus looked down to see Moria sleeping in his arms. It was times like these that he was thankful to have lived through the war, and thankful that he was given his short time with Wendy Collins. Moria was everything to him, and so few knew that, but if they were to spend a week or even a day at his home, they would see that he was a much-changed man since his days as a professor at Hogwarts.
*!*!*!*!
Severus picked Moria up and carried his sleeping daughter into her room. He smiled when he looked at how she had been decorating her room. Every corner of her room was covered in the Vulture's logo. She had even put up the picture that the whole team had signed for her after her mother died. And in the corner right by her bed was a picture of Wendy in her Quidditch robes, and Severus standing beside her holding her waist.
They had come so close to the Cup that year, and then tragedy struck, Wendy had taken a bludgers to the head and fell hundred and fifty yards to her death. That was the last time Severus saw her, and the last time he had ever coached. He would have given anything to change the last minutes of the game, even more than he gave to redeem himself 27 years ago.
"Daddy." Moria mumbled sleepily.
"Yes, darling."
"Mummy would want you to coach again, and so do I, as long as you promise me one thing."
"What is that?"
"Don't get hurt."
"I won't darling, if your sure, I told you I won't take the job unless you want me to."
"I want you to daddy." Moria said as she pulled the covers up to her chin.
"I love you Moria."
"I love you too daddy. Stay with me?" She asked.
"Until I fall asleep?" She batted her little eyes.
"All right. Hush my love now don't you cry, everything will be all right, close your eyes and drift in dream. Rest in peaceful sleep." He sang softly.