Chapter2:
"DIANA!" Snape yelled, stomping into the living room.
"Yes Uncle Severus," Diana smiled innocently.
He pulled a piece of parchment out from behind his back. "What is this about you being married and pregnant to a Mr. Larry Potty?" He looked pointedly at Harry.
"Let me explain," Diana said with a snicker.
"Well somebody please explain something," Sirius said, walking into the living room. "Like why wasn't I invited to the wedding?"
"There was no wedding!" Diana yelled. "And I'm not pregnant."
"Oh, that's what teenagers want you to think . . ." Snape rambled on.
"Severus you slimly git, do you even trust your niece?" Sirius asked.
"Yes, of course I do," he said, sitting down on a green sofa.
"Then everything has been explained," Sirius sighed. "Now, Harry I'll help you with your bags. We're going home!"
"Good leave!" Snape yelled.
"Well, I'm going to bed. Night Harry," Diana gave Harry a very passionate kiss. Then, walked upstairs to her room.
"Hey! What about my good night?!" Snape yelled.
She popped her head out her door, "Night Uncle." She smiled, then slammed her door.
Sirius laughed, "You just got dissed."
"Shut up!" Snape yelled.
"No!" Sirius yelled.
***
Severus sat at the kitchen table eating his Belgium waffles and reading his morning paper, when he heard a knock on his front door. "Coming!" He yelled, walking into his living room. The knocks got louder and harder. "I said I'm coming!" He yelled once again, unlocking the door.
"Morning, neighbor!" Sirius smiled, as Snape opened the door. Harry stood behind Sirius wishing Diana had answered.
"Why are you knocking on my door at 10 in the morning?" Severus asked.
"Well, I would have just walked right in, but the door was locked," Sirius smiled.
"I locked it for a reason, Sirius," Severus said coldly.
"What reason is that?" Sirius asked, with disarray.
"You!" Severus yelled, slamming the door. Harry jumped as he did this. "Well, I'm offended. I just wanted breakfast!" Sirius said, crossing his arms.
"Maybe we should go home," Harry suggested.
"No! We're getting breakfast if it's the last thing I do!" Sirius yelled, stomping his foot. Harry was beginning to think that Diana and him were the only responsible adults of these two households.
Sirius knocked on the door again. Severus opened it with a glare, "What now?!" He yelled.
Sirius grunted and threw all his weight against the door. "I want breakfast!" Sirius yelled, pushing the door so hard that Severus went flying.
"OW!!!!" Snape yelled, picking himself off the floor. Sirius walked into the house, Harry stood on the front stoop. "This could be consider breaking and entering Sirius!" Severus yelled, following Sirius into the kitchen.
"What are you talking about? I didn't break anything. So it's not considered breaking and entering," Sirius said.
"What are YOU talking about?! You broke my butt!" Snape yelled. Harry still was standing on the stoop, afraid to enter Professor Snape's house. He stared at the wallpaper on the walls. Which didn't seem like Snape's taste, because it pink roses on it. "Mister Potter, get you ass inside the house and shut the door!"
"What are we back at Hogwarts? Stop calling him Mr. Potter!" Sirius yelled, as Harry walked down a hallway into the kitchen. Sirius was sitting at the table, and Severus was serving him some bacon. "Thank You."
"You're welcome. So Harry, do you want sausage or bacon with your waffles?" Snape asked.
Harry couldn't believe what he was seeing... he couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Um... sausage," Harry said, sitting down at the table.
Snape put a plate filled with food in front of him. "Orange or apple juice?" Snape asked. "We also have a really weird imported American brand that Diana likes; berry blend."
"Orange is good," Harry said. He was dreaming... right?
"Where is Diana?" Sirius asked.
"She's still sleeping. They got home at three in the morning, what do you expect?" Severus informed, putting a glass of orange juice in front of Harry. Yeah, he was dreaming.
"Morning," Diana said dully, walking into the kitchen.
"Well, here's sleeping beauty now," Sirius said, food flew out of his mouth.
"Shut up!" Diana yelled, sitting down at the table. Her long hair was the messiest Harry had ever seen it. Even messier than his.
"What would you like for breakfast this morning?" Severus asked.
"The usual," Diana grunted, putting her head on the table.
"Knew you would say that," Snape smiled, putting a bagel with cream cheese in front of her. "What would you like to drink?"
"Coffee," Diana groaned.
"That stuff stunts your growth," Sirius smiled.
"I don't think a cup of coffee is going to keep me 5'5 forever. Beside I only got 3 hours of sleep. . . humor me!" Diana sneered.
"Do you want me to get some Midal for you?" Sirius laughed.
Diana gave Sirius a death glare. "Ass hole," she said under breathe.
"Hey you told me to humor you! That should count!" Sirius nodded. Snape stared at Sirius as he put the cup of Coffee in front of Diana. "Well, it should," he said to Harry.
Snape sat down next to Diana and gave her a couple of pages from the Newspaper. "Thank God with this lock-down they didn't stop sending the paper," Snape said.
"Oh yes, you two wouldn't be able to live without it," Sirius laughed.
"We wouldn't," Diana laughed with him. Then she proceeded in reading the paper.
"They do this every morning," Sirius told Harry.
"Oh my God!" Diana said, putting her hand to her mouth.
"What?!" All three asked her.
"The American minister was murdered last night, along with his wife and two children. I use to babysit for them," she sighed. "They were like a second family to me."
"Oh, is that the guy who use to pay you twenty galleons for babysitting his kids for like two hours?" Snape asked with no sympathy at all.
"Don't be so cold Sever. . . did you say twenty galleons for two hours?" Siruis asked. Snape nodded with a chuckle. "Man! Why couldn't Lily and James pay me that much for watching this screamer over here?" He pointed to Harry.
"He was a screamer?" Diana asked with disbelief. "You wouldn't believe it now."
"One good reason why I don't want kids," Harry said. "Too loud!"
"I love kids. I want ten of them," Diana said, continuing to read her paper.
"Ten!" They all yelled.
"Just kidding," she said with a smile.
Sirius gave a sigh of relief, "Good, I will only watch two of Harry's children and not ten."
Diana read her paper with a grin. "Who says they're getting married?" Snape asked, staring at Diana's smirk.
"Yeah, who says we just won't live together?" Harry laughed. Snape glared. Diana continued to grin.
"I can't read this anymore," Diana threw the paper down in disgust. "It's to graphic."
"Was it Voldemort?"Sirius asked, picking up the paper.
"That wins the stupidest question of the year award," Diana said, taking a bite out of her bagel.
"You could have just given me a simple yes," Sirius rolled his eyes.
"It didn't deserve a simple yes," Diana sighed, and stood up. "So Harry, I'm going to take you on the grand tour of our house," She said, grabbing his arm and pulled him up. "Let's go!"
They walked into the hallway he had traveled down to get to the kitchen. "Why is there flowered wallpaper on the walls?" Harry asked, as she pulled him into the living room.
"Well, my mom and I decorated this house," Diana said. "Living room."
Harry stared at the sofa and the love seat, they were both green. Then, he looked at the rose printed armchairs. It was topped off very nicely with a wooden coffee table with some flowers in a vase. Yep, this was the strangest dream he had ever had.
Diana then pulled him into a big open room that was connected to the livingroom. "This is the diningroom," Diana said with a smile.
This room had a chandler over a big, square table with chairs around it. The room also had a bookshelf full of books.
"We only use this room for special occasions. Birthdays, holidays, things like that," Diana said, walking over to wipe some dust off the bookshelf. "Well, I'll take you to see the upstairs rooms."
She pulled Harry back though the living room, and then up a set of stairs. She pointed down a small hall where there were two doors. "The room to the right is Uncle Severus's bathroom. The door to the left is Uncle Severus's room," Diana said. Then she took them down another hall. "The first one to the left is the spare bedroom."
She pulled Harry to a door right down the hall from the spare bedroom. "What's this room?" Harry asked, as Diana pushed the door open.
"My room," Diana said, with a smile. She pulled him inside.
Harry looked at the mint green walls. In the corner, was a bed covered in stuffed animals. Picture frames hung on the wall. There was also a bookshelf full of books with a flowered armchair next to it. She even had a bay window with light green curtains. "Nice and cozy," Harry said, walking over to the window and looking out.
"I even have my own bathroom," Diana said, opening a door by her large dresser.
Harry smiled, "So do I."
Diana laughed as she closed her door. "I know, I helped pick out the towels," she said, sitting down on her bed. "Did you know Draco is the Slytherin Captain this year?"
"Yeah," Harry said, sitting down next to her.
"He's a horrible seeker with bad leadership skills. We should be able to beat them with no problem," Diana laughed.
"I don't know, Draco can order around those bodyguards of his pretty well," Harry laughed with her.
"Well, they're pretty stupid. I don't think he'll be able to order around people with brains," Diana said.
"True," Harry agreed.
"Hmm. . . Well, I want the rest of my bagel," she said, getting completely off the subject.
"What did the newspaper have to say about those murders?" Harry asked.
"Do you want to know? It wasn't a clean sweep like my parents," she said, looking over at her dresser. Which happened to have a picture frame with a picture of her parents in it.
"Yeah," he said.
"Well, I guess the kids were left laying in bed covered in their own blood. Mr. Heartaway was in his bed, and Mrs. Heartaway was in the bath. All of them had a newly made dark mark on their arm, and they had a dark mark hovering over their house," Diana sighed.
"I had never heard of Voldemort attacking America before I heard about your family," Harry stared off into space.
"The last attack in America before my parents was. . ." she looked around trying to remember. "Before Voldemort fell. I bet everyone is going nuts.
"Well, lets move to a different subject," Diana smiled.
"Are you going to take divination this year?" Harry asked.
"No," she laughed. "Professor Trelawney can't predict anything worth beans."
"She did my 3rd year," Harry laughed. Diana stared with raised eyebrows. "Did I ever tell you this story?"
"Well, there obviously a lot of things you haven't told me," Diana glared. With that Harry told her the whole story about his third year.
"Well, that's. . . interesting," Diana said. "How come you have never told me about this stuff before?"
"None of it has ever come up," he said, twirling her hair around his finger.
Suddenly they heard yelling come from downstairs. "Don't drink out of the milk carton!" Snape yelled.
"I'll drink out of the milk carton if I want to!" Sirius yelled, as Diana rolled her eyes.
"How sad is that?" Diana said.
"Should we go break there little fight up?" Harry asked laughing.
"I don't know, it's rather amusing," she laughed. "But drinking out of the milk carton is one of my biggest pet peeves. I'm going to go stop him, if you decide to help or not."
"You could use my help," he laughed as he stood up. "I'll come with you."
He helped Diana up.
"Thank you," she smiled.
"Welcome," he smiled, as Sirius and Severus continued to scream at each other.
They walked down into the kitchen, and saw Sirius laying on top of Snape coking him. Diana and Harry both snort upon seeing this. "Wow, you two look really gay," she laughed into her hand.
They both stopped and glared at her. "Excuse me," the two said at the same time.
"They do," Harry agreed.
"Well, I wanted the rest of my bagel. So just continue on like we're not here," Diana said, sitting down at the table. Harry sat down close next to her. She pulled pieces off her bagel and put them in her mouth. She laughed as Harry licked the cream cheese off her fingers. Snape and Sirius looked disgusted.
"Oh god, bad Lily and James flashbacks," Sirius gagged.
Diana looked down at them motioning them to continue, "We're not here, remember."
"Get off me you freak!" Snape yelled.
"Oh really bad flashbacks," Sirius looked like he was going to throw up. Snape hit him in the back of the head. "Hey! I'm trying to have my flashbacks in peace here!" He screamed into Snape's face.
"Well, can you do it from the comfort of your seat at the table?" Snape asked, trying to push him off.
Sirius thought for a moment. "Hmm. . . No," Sirius said.
"Get off!" Snape pushed him. Sirius rolled onto the floor with a laugh.
"That tickled!" Sirius laughed.
Snape got up and walked over to Diana's seat. "Back away from my niece!" He said, picking up Diana's chair with her in it. He carried it over to the other side of the table and dropped her.
"Ow!" Diana yelled, as Snape sat down in his chair.
"I know you butt must hurt right now, but I just saved you from getting pregnant before the age of 18. You can thank me later," Snape said, picking up his morning paper.
Diana and Harry both rolled their eyes. "No you have it all wrong. We're not making it a point to get pregnant. We're making a point to give you a heart attack before you're the age of 50," Diana said sarcastically.
"That's the spirit you two!" Sirius smiled, sitting down. Harry and Diana laughed.
" I'm sorry to disappoint you all, but I have to go for my morning run," Diana said, looking up at the clock. She got up and ran upstairs.
"Does she always do this?" Sirius asked, rolling his eyes.
"Of course," Snape said, looking up from his paper.
They heard Diana run down the stairs and fly out the front door. "Bye everyone!" She said, just before the door slammed.
"Her and her runs," Sirius said, grabbing Diana's part of the newspaper. He smiled as he turned the page. "Hmm. . . obviously Diana didn't see this interesting article."
"What interesting article?" Snape asked, still staring at his paper.
"This one about to two teenage lovers running away and getting married. They went under the alias of Larry and Deanna Potty. It's rather interesting to read," Sirius laughed.
"What?!" Harry asked, grabbing the newspaper out of his hands. Snape groaned loudly, most likely implying something. "How did they find out?"
"Oh, probably out on the network somewhere," Sirius said, grabbing the paper back out of Harry's hands. "Would you all like me to read it to you?" Sirius smiled. Snape grunted a deafen it no.
"Maybe later Sirius," Harry said.
"Well to bad I am," Sirius grinned evilly. " ' The famous wizard, Harry Potter, was seen on a muggle bus last night with his girlfriend. . ."
"Is Diana here?" A quite familiar voice asked.
Harry looked up to see someone he never expected to see at the Snape house . . . Albus Dumbledore. He had his beard in braids, and a robe with little, yellow ducks on it. It was something that he never thought he would see. It was something he never wanted to see. In fact, if his classmates at Hogwarts could see Dumbledore like this, they would never respect him again. But as Harry thought about it, what Dumbledore was wearing didn't surprise him. Dumbledore was that kind of oddball.
"She went out for her morning run," Snape said, taking a sip of juice. "But she should be back soon."
"Did she now? Well, I was just coming to ask her if I could use her shampoo. It doesn't dry my hair out as much as that wizarding shampoo, " Dumbledore sighed.
"Well, I'm sure she won't mind if you just use it," Snape said. "But it's her imported brand . . . Her and American "
"In that case, I'll make sure I give it back," he smiled. Then he looked over at Harry. "Why hello Harry. How are you?"
"I'm good Professor," Harry tried to smile. This whole situation was very unusual.
"Oh, we're not back at Hogwarts, Harry. Call me Albus," he smiled, playing with the braids in his beard.
"Would you like some breakfast Albus?" Sirius asked, pouring some juice.
"Since when is this your house to ask-- my guests-- if they want to eat?" Snape snapped.
"Oh, I'm very sorry," Sirius smiled. Snape glared back at him.
"I knew this housing arragement wouldn't work from the very beginning. You two hate each other," Dumbledore said, rolling his eyes.
"I don't hate him, he hates me. I couldn 't I hate someone who lets me eat out of his frig," Sirius said. (Mind you all, this is before he gets into the frig and takes a swig from the milk carton, again)
"Oh, I'm touched," Snape yond.
"See! I told you he hates me!Why does he hate me?" Sirius yelled.
"Perish the thought," Snape said, under his breath.
"Uncle!" Diana screamed, slamming the door.
"What did she trip over now?" Snape said.
Diana ran into the kitchen gasping for air. "Arm!" Diana yelled, showing them her bleedinng arm.
"What did you do?" Sirius asked, standing up taking a look at it.
" Judging by the chunk of bone coming out of it, I think it's broken," Diana said staring at it. Everyone gaped at her.
"How did you do it?" Sirius asked.
"Can you all stop asking questions and do something!" Diana screamed in pain. Sirius leaned over her bloody arm and touched it. She screamed with pain and punched him. "That didn't help!"
"Come to my lab Diana. I'm sure I can take care of this," Snape said, directing her to the stairs leading to the basement.
***
"Billy!" A shrill voice yelled.
A tall, thin man walked into the room. "Yes master," he said, running his hand through his black hair.
Billy would have never called himself a handesome man, but he was. He had nice muscular arms and legs. His eyes were a mystical black, and his black hair had blonde streaks in it.
"How many times have we gone over this? Your one of my closest assassins, call me Lord Voldemort. Master is so . . . middle ages," Voldemort said, picking at his nails.
"Of course, Lord Voldemort. What is it that you called me for?" Billy asked.
"She's gaining power, Billy. And soon Harry and Diana will be unstoppable. Diana Elizabeth Snape must die. Do you know how much it'll please me to see her die?" Voldemort grinned darkly.
"I'm sure it'll please you very much," Billy said, walking over to the window.
"Yes, that's why I'm assigning you to learn everything you can about her, which shouldn't be hard for you to do. Then, when the time is right . . . destroy her!" He smiled, cracking his knuckles.
"What about my assignment to the Ministers?" He asked.
"It's being taken care of," Voldemort said. "It's all taken care of."
***
Diana pulled Harry through the woods, down a narrow path. It was the night before Harry's birthday, and theirs friends were coming that next day. "Don't worry, Harry! It's not a full moon!" Diana sighed loudly.
"I just want to know were your taking me!" Harry said, carrying the blankets in his arms.(A/n: No! That's not going to happen!)
"You'll see in a few minutes,"Diana smiled at him. "It took me forever to figure out a perfect birthday gift for you. I think you'll love!"
"What is it your giving to me?" Harry asked, being pulled harder by Diana.
Diana stopped him and smiled. "Close your eyes!"
"What?!"Harry yelled.
"Close your eyes!" Diana yelled at him.
"Fine," he said, closing his eyes.
Diana grabbed him and pulled him about twenty feet, making sure he didn't trip over anything. She stopped. "Open!"
He opened his eyes, and stared in wonder. They were standing next to a tree, by a huge pond. "Wow!" He said under his breath.
"Look at the sky," she said pointing up.
He looked at the sky which was littered with stars. "So your gift is a night under the stars with you?" Harry asked.
"Yeah,"she smiled.
"I'm all for this," Harry grinned. He layed a blanket on the ground, and left two to cover them both. He put the two blankets around Diana and him , and they both layed down on the ground.
They stared at the stars peacefully and quietly, for a while. . . Suddenly Diana sat up very quickly and looked around. "Have you ever had that ominous feeling before?" She asked, looking over at the woods.
"Yeah," he said, sitting up next to her.
"I have that feeling," she whispered.
Harry began to look around. "Do you think we're begining watched?" He asked.
"Ahhh!" She yelled, ticking his stomach.
"Ahhhhh! Don't do that! Don't trick me like that!" Harry yelled. Diana began to crack up, falling to the ground. "You think that's so funny, don't you?"
"Of course," Diana said still rolling. "Lord, Harry you need to learn to live."
"Well, it's rather hard to do that when you have to save certain girlfriends lives all that time. Then, they try to make you think that your in some kind of mortal danger when you sitting in darking forest . . . alone," he said very pointedly. Diana smiled and kissed him. "That's not going to make it better, but I'll forgive you." He said.
"Good," Diana said, kissing him again. Then, Harry and Diana sat in silence for a long while just holding each other.
As Harry sat there, he went deep into thought. Everything that crossed his mind was about starting a life with Diana. To this day, he still says that was the moment he decide to purpose to her. But when? Where? Did she want to be with him too? The thought of being without her made him sick to his stomach.
"I love you," Diana sighed.
I love you too," he smiled. Then he began to kiss her.
Suddenly Diana pulled away with fear on her face. "What's wrong?" Harry asked.
"Did you hear that?" Diana looked behind her at a couple of bushes.
"Diana, it's not going to work this . . ." Harry began.
"I'm serious," she said, staring in fear.
He looked over at the bushes in which Diana was staring at. He felt his scar start burning as he looked over. "We better go now," he said, putting his hand on his scar.
"I totally agree," Diana said, not taking her eyes off the bush. With that all said and done, they grabbed their stuff and ran.
They raced through the woods as fast as they could. The sound of footsteps following behind them. Suddenly, everything around them went silent, including the chirping of the crickets. They began to run faster, both knowing silence among nature is never a good thing.
Diana, who was a little bit behind Harry, suddenly came to stop. "Harry," she choked.
He stopped right where he was at. "What is it?" He asked, turning around to look at her. She stood froozen with fear.
"He's here," she whispered.
"Who? Voldemort?" Harry whispered also.
"William," she whispered again, as a tear ran down her cheek. "I can hear him talking to me. He's here."
"Your brother, William?" Harry asked, looking at her as if she were nuts.
"Yeah," she said.
"He's dead."
"I know, " Diana began to cry. "That's what scares me."
"It's not William. Voldemort is trying to get to you. We have to go," he said, as he pulled her with him.
They continued to run as fast as they could. They didn't even slow down when they saw the lights come from the Snape house. They continued to run till they were inside.
Sirius and Severus were sitting in the kitchen arguing the game of chess they were playing. "Don't tell my Uncle about this," Diana said to Harry, as they shut the door. "I don't want him to worry about me."
"I wouldn't tell," he swore.
"Thank you," Diana kissed him on the cheek.
***
Diana Elizabeth walked into her bedroom and changed into her nightdress. Shw walked over to her windowsill to sit down. She stared quietly up at the stars in thought. Suddenly, she heard her door open. Diana looked over to she her husband walk in. 'What do you want?" Diana asked cruelly.
"Only the pleasure of your company," Salazar smiled.
"So your little whore couldn't come tonight," Diana said, looking back out at the sky.
"For your information, she's back in my room right now. I have just come to tell you, we're going to check on the castle tomorrow," Salazar said, looking around her room in disgust.
"We're?" She asked, as her heart jumped. She'd be able to she her love.
"Yes," he rolled his eyes.
"Fine," she sighed.
"Good night," he said.
"Good night," she sighed.
" I do love you," he said. She said nothing, and so he left.
She thought once again. She could only think of one thing at all . . . Godric.
***
Diana sat up in her bed, and began to breathe heavily. She looked over into the corner of her room and saw her cousin watching her. "I want you to be my Queen," Voldemort said. She wanted to scream, but she couldn't. "Be my wife."
"I'm dreaming," she closed her eyes and whispered.
"Your not," he said, as she opened her eyes. "I can give you things that Harry can't give you. I could make you so happy. Be my bride."
Then, in the blink of an eye . . . he was gone.
A/n: It's UP! Yes! Ok, I promise you will not have to wait so long for chapter 3. Now, I'd like to dedicate this chapter to(*drum roll*) Rudy!
"DIANA!" Snape yelled, stomping into the living room.
"Yes Uncle Severus," Diana smiled innocently.
He pulled a piece of parchment out from behind his back. "What is this about you being married and pregnant to a Mr. Larry Potty?" He looked pointedly at Harry.
"Let me explain," Diana said with a snicker.
"Well somebody please explain something," Sirius said, walking into the living room. "Like why wasn't I invited to the wedding?"
"There was no wedding!" Diana yelled. "And I'm not pregnant."
"Oh, that's what teenagers want you to think . . ." Snape rambled on.
"Severus you slimly git, do you even trust your niece?" Sirius asked.
"Yes, of course I do," he said, sitting down on a green sofa.
"Then everything has been explained," Sirius sighed. "Now, Harry I'll help you with your bags. We're going home!"
"Good leave!" Snape yelled.
"Well, I'm going to bed. Night Harry," Diana gave Harry a very passionate kiss. Then, walked upstairs to her room.
"Hey! What about my good night?!" Snape yelled.
She popped her head out her door, "Night Uncle." She smiled, then slammed her door.
Sirius laughed, "You just got dissed."
"Shut up!" Snape yelled.
"No!" Sirius yelled.
***
Severus sat at the kitchen table eating his Belgium waffles and reading his morning paper, when he heard a knock on his front door. "Coming!" He yelled, walking into his living room. The knocks got louder and harder. "I said I'm coming!" He yelled once again, unlocking the door.
"Morning, neighbor!" Sirius smiled, as Snape opened the door. Harry stood behind Sirius wishing Diana had answered.
"Why are you knocking on my door at 10 in the morning?" Severus asked.
"Well, I would have just walked right in, but the door was locked," Sirius smiled.
"I locked it for a reason, Sirius," Severus said coldly.
"What reason is that?" Sirius asked, with disarray.
"You!" Severus yelled, slamming the door. Harry jumped as he did this. "Well, I'm offended. I just wanted breakfast!" Sirius said, crossing his arms.
"Maybe we should go home," Harry suggested.
"No! We're getting breakfast if it's the last thing I do!" Sirius yelled, stomping his foot. Harry was beginning to think that Diana and him were the only responsible adults of these two households.
Sirius knocked on the door again. Severus opened it with a glare, "What now?!" He yelled.
Sirius grunted and threw all his weight against the door. "I want breakfast!" Sirius yelled, pushing the door so hard that Severus went flying.
"OW!!!!" Snape yelled, picking himself off the floor. Sirius walked into the house, Harry stood on the front stoop. "This could be consider breaking and entering Sirius!" Severus yelled, following Sirius into the kitchen.
"What are you talking about? I didn't break anything. So it's not considered breaking and entering," Sirius said.
"What are YOU talking about?! You broke my butt!" Snape yelled. Harry still was standing on the stoop, afraid to enter Professor Snape's house. He stared at the wallpaper on the walls. Which didn't seem like Snape's taste, because it pink roses on it. "Mister Potter, get you ass inside the house and shut the door!"
"What are we back at Hogwarts? Stop calling him Mr. Potter!" Sirius yelled, as Harry walked down a hallway into the kitchen. Sirius was sitting at the table, and Severus was serving him some bacon. "Thank You."
"You're welcome. So Harry, do you want sausage or bacon with your waffles?" Snape asked.
Harry couldn't believe what he was seeing... he couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Um... sausage," Harry said, sitting down at the table.
Snape put a plate filled with food in front of him. "Orange or apple juice?" Snape asked. "We also have a really weird imported American brand that Diana likes; berry blend."
"Orange is good," Harry said. He was dreaming... right?
"Where is Diana?" Sirius asked.
"She's still sleeping. They got home at three in the morning, what do you expect?" Severus informed, putting a glass of orange juice in front of Harry. Yeah, he was dreaming.
"Morning," Diana said dully, walking into the kitchen.
"Well, here's sleeping beauty now," Sirius said, food flew out of his mouth.
"Shut up!" Diana yelled, sitting down at the table. Her long hair was the messiest Harry had ever seen it. Even messier than his.
"What would you like for breakfast this morning?" Severus asked.
"The usual," Diana grunted, putting her head on the table.
"Knew you would say that," Snape smiled, putting a bagel with cream cheese in front of her. "What would you like to drink?"
"Coffee," Diana groaned.
"That stuff stunts your growth," Sirius smiled.
"I don't think a cup of coffee is going to keep me 5'5 forever. Beside I only got 3 hours of sleep. . . humor me!" Diana sneered.
"Do you want me to get some Midal for you?" Sirius laughed.
Diana gave Sirius a death glare. "Ass hole," she said under breathe.
"Hey you told me to humor you! That should count!" Sirius nodded. Snape stared at Sirius as he put the cup of Coffee in front of Diana. "Well, it should," he said to Harry.
Snape sat down next to Diana and gave her a couple of pages from the Newspaper. "Thank God with this lock-down they didn't stop sending the paper," Snape said.
"Oh yes, you two wouldn't be able to live without it," Sirius laughed.
"We wouldn't," Diana laughed with him. Then she proceeded in reading the paper.
"They do this every morning," Sirius told Harry.
"Oh my God!" Diana said, putting her hand to her mouth.
"What?!" All three asked her.
"The American minister was murdered last night, along with his wife and two children. I use to babysit for them," she sighed. "They were like a second family to me."
"Oh, is that the guy who use to pay you twenty galleons for babysitting his kids for like two hours?" Snape asked with no sympathy at all.
"Don't be so cold Sever. . . did you say twenty galleons for two hours?" Siruis asked. Snape nodded with a chuckle. "Man! Why couldn't Lily and James pay me that much for watching this screamer over here?" He pointed to Harry.
"He was a screamer?" Diana asked with disbelief. "You wouldn't believe it now."
"One good reason why I don't want kids," Harry said. "Too loud!"
"I love kids. I want ten of them," Diana said, continuing to read her paper.
"Ten!" They all yelled.
"Just kidding," she said with a smile.
Sirius gave a sigh of relief, "Good, I will only watch two of Harry's children and not ten."
Diana read her paper with a grin. "Who says they're getting married?" Snape asked, staring at Diana's smirk.
"Yeah, who says we just won't live together?" Harry laughed. Snape glared. Diana continued to grin.
"I can't read this anymore," Diana threw the paper down in disgust. "It's to graphic."
"Was it Voldemort?"Sirius asked, picking up the paper.
"That wins the stupidest question of the year award," Diana said, taking a bite out of her bagel.
"You could have just given me a simple yes," Sirius rolled his eyes.
"It didn't deserve a simple yes," Diana sighed, and stood up. "So Harry, I'm going to take you on the grand tour of our house," She said, grabbing his arm and pulled him up. "Let's go!"
They walked into the hallway he had traveled down to get to the kitchen. "Why is there flowered wallpaper on the walls?" Harry asked, as she pulled him into the living room.
"Well, my mom and I decorated this house," Diana said. "Living room."
Harry stared at the sofa and the love seat, they were both green. Then, he looked at the rose printed armchairs. It was topped off very nicely with a wooden coffee table with some flowers in a vase. Yep, this was the strangest dream he had ever had.
Diana then pulled him into a big open room that was connected to the livingroom. "This is the diningroom," Diana said with a smile.
This room had a chandler over a big, square table with chairs around it. The room also had a bookshelf full of books.
"We only use this room for special occasions. Birthdays, holidays, things like that," Diana said, walking over to wipe some dust off the bookshelf. "Well, I'll take you to see the upstairs rooms."
She pulled Harry back though the living room, and then up a set of stairs. She pointed down a small hall where there were two doors. "The room to the right is Uncle Severus's bathroom. The door to the left is Uncle Severus's room," Diana said. Then she took them down another hall. "The first one to the left is the spare bedroom."
She pulled Harry to a door right down the hall from the spare bedroom. "What's this room?" Harry asked, as Diana pushed the door open.
"My room," Diana said, with a smile. She pulled him inside.
Harry looked at the mint green walls. In the corner, was a bed covered in stuffed animals. Picture frames hung on the wall. There was also a bookshelf full of books with a flowered armchair next to it. She even had a bay window with light green curtains. "Nice and cozy," Harry said, walking over to the window and looking out.
"I even have my own bathroom," Diana said, opening a door by her large dresser.
Harry smiled, "So do I."
Diana laughed as she closed her door. "I know, I helped pick out the towels," she said, sitting down on her bed. "Did you know Draco is the Slytherin Captain this year?"
"Yeah," Harry said, sitting down next to her.
"He's a horrible seeker with bad leadership skills. We should be able to beat them with no problem," Diana laughed.
"I don't know, Draco can order around those bodyguards of his pretty well," Harry laughed with her.
"Well, they're pretty stupid. I don't think he'll be able to order around people with brains," Diana said.
"True," Harry agreed.
"Hmm. . . Well, I want the rest of my bagel," she said, getting completely off the subject.
"What did the newspaper have to say about those murders?" Harry asked.
"Do you want to know? It wasn't a clean sweep like my parents," she said, looking over at her dresser. Which happened to have a picture frame with a picture of her parents in it.
"Yeah," he said.
"Well, I guess the kids were left laying in bed covered in their own blood. Mr. Heartaway was in his bed, and Mrs. Heartaway was in the bath. All of them had a newly made dark mark on their arm, and they had a dark mark hovering over their house," Diana sighed.
"I had never heard of Voldemort attacking America before I heard about your family," Harry stared off into space.
"The last attack in America before my parents was. . ." she looked around trying to remember. "Before Voldemort fell. I bet everyone is going nuts.
"Well, lets move to a different subject," Diana smiled.
"Are you going to take divination this year?" Harry asked.
"No," she laughed. "Professor Trelawney can't predict anything worth beans."
"She did my 3rd year," Harry laughed. Diana stared with raised eyebrows. "Did I ever tell you this story?"
"Well, there obviously a lot of things you haven't told me," Diana glared. With that Harry told her the whole story about his third year.
"Well, that's. . . interesting," Diana said. "How come you have never told me about this stuff before?"
"None of it has ever come up," he said, twirling her hair around his finger.
Suddenly they heard yelling come from downstairs. "Don't drink out of the milk carton!" Snape yelled.
"I'll drink out of the milk carton if I want to!" Sirius yelled, as Diana rolled her eyes.
"How sad is that?" Diana said.
"Should we go break there little fight up?" Harry asked laughing.
"I don't know, it's rather amusing," she laughed. "But drinking out of the milk carton is one of my biggest pet peeves. I'm going to go stop him, if you decide to help or not."
"You could use my help," he laughed as he stood up. "I'll come with you."
He helped Diana up.
"Thank you," she smiled.
"Welcome," he smiled, as Sirius and Severus continued to scream at each other.
They walked down into the kitchen, and saw Sirius laying on top of Snape coking him. Diana and Harry both snort upon seeing this. "Wow, you two look really gay," she laughed into her hand.
They both stopped and glared at her. "Excuse me," the two said at the same time.
"They do," Harry agreed.
"Well, I wanted the rest of my bagel. So just continue on like we're not here," Diana said, sitting down at the table. Harry sat down close next to her. She pulled pieces off her bagel and put them in her mouth. She laughed as Harry licked the cream cheese off her fingers. Snape and Sirius looked disgusted.
"Oh god, bad Lily and James flashbacks," Sirius gagged.
Diana looked down at them motioning them to continue, "We're not here, remember."
"Get off me you freak!" Snape yelled.
"Oh really bad flashbacks," Sirius looked like he was going to throw up. Snape hit him in the back of the head. "Hey! I'm trying to have my flashbacks in peace here!" He screamed into Snape's face.
"Well, can you do it from the comfort of your seat at the table?" Snape asked, trying to push him off.
Sirius thought for a moment. "Hmm. . . No," Sirius said.
"Get off!" Snape pushed him. Sirius rolled onto the floor with a laugh.
"That tickled!" Sirius laughed.
Snape got up and walked over to Diana's seat. "Back away from my niece!" He said, picking up Diana's chair with her in it. He carried it over to the other side of the table and dropped her.
"Ow!" Diana yelled, as Snape sat down in his chair.
"I know you butt must hurt right now, but I just saved you from getting pregnant before the age of 18. You can thank me later," Snape said, picking up his morning paper.
Diana and Harry both rolled their eyes. "No you have it all wrong. We're not making it a point to get pregnant. We're making a point to give you a heart attack before you're the age of 50," Diana said sarcastically.
"That's the spirit you two!" Sirius smiled, sitting down. Harry and Diana laughed.
" I'm sorry to disappoint you all, but I have to go for my morning run," Diana said, looking up at the clock. She got up and ran upstairs.
"Does she always do this?" Sirius asked, rolling his eyes.
"Of course," Snape said, looking up from his paper.
They heard Diana run down the stairs and fly out the front door. "Bye everyone!" She said, just before the door slammed.
"Her and her runs," Sirius said, grabbing Diana's part of the newspaper. He smiled as he turned the page. "Hmm. . . obviously Diana didn't see this interesting article."
"What interesting article?" Snape asked, still staring at his paper.
"This one about to two teenage lovers running away and getting married. They went under the alias of Larry and Deanna Potty. It's rather interesting to read," Sirius laughed.
"What?!" Harry asked, grabbing the newspaper out of his hands. Snape groaned loudly, most likely implying something. "How did they find out?"
"Oh, probably out on the network somewhere," Sirius said, grabbing the paper back out of Harry's hands. "Would you all like me to read it to you?" Sirius smiled. Snape grunted a deafen it no.
"Maybe later Sirius," Harry said.
"Well to bad I am," Sirius grinned evilly. " ' The famous wizard, Harry Potter, was seen on a muggle bus last night with his girlfriend. . ."
"Is Diana here?" A quite familiar voice asked.
Harry looked up to see someone he never expected to see at the Snape house . . . Albus Dumbledore. He had his beard in braids, and a robe with little, yellow ducks on it. It was something that he never thought he would see. It was something he never wanted to see. In fact, if his classmates at Hogwarts could see Dumbledore like this, they would never respect him again. But as Harry thought about it, what Dumbledore was wearing didn't surprise him. Dumbledore was that kind of oddball.
"She went out for her morning run," Snape said, taking a sip of juice. "But she should be back soon."
"Did she now? Well, I was just coming to ask her if I could use her shampoo. It doesn't dry my hair out as much as that wizarding shampoo, " Dumbledore sighed.
"Well, I'm sure she won't mind if you just use it," Snape said. "But it's her imported brand . . . Her and American "
"In that case, I'll make sure I give it back," he smiled. Then he looked over at Harry. "Why hello Harry. How are you?"
"I'm good Professor," Harry tried to smile. This whole situation was very unusual.
"Oh, we're not back at Hogwarts, Harry. Call me Albus," he smiled, playing with the braids in his beard.
"Would you like some breakfast Albus?" Sirius asked, pouring some juice.
"Since when is this your house to ask-- my guests-- if they want to eat?" Snape snapped.
"Oh, I'm very sorry," Sirius smiled. Snape glared back at him.
"I knew this housing arragement wouldn't work from the very beginning. You two hate each other," Dumbledore said, rolling his eyes.
"I don't hate him, he hates me. I couldn 't I hate someone who lets me eat out of his frig," Sirius said. (Mind you all, this is before he gets into the frig and takes a swig from the milk carton, again)
"Oh, I'm touched," Snape yond.
"See! I told you he hates me!Why does he hate me?" Sirius yelled.
"Perish the thought," Snape said, under his breath.
"Uncle!" Diana screamed, slamming the door.
"What did she trip over now?" Snape said.
Diana ran into the kitchen gasping for air. "Arm!" Diana yelled, showing them her bleedinng arm.
"What did you do?" Sirius asked, standing up taking a look at it.
" Judging by the chunk of bone coming out of it, I think it's broken," Diana said staring at it. Everyone gaped at her.
"How did you do it?" Sirius asked.
"Can you all stop asking questions and do something!" Diana screamed in pain. Sirius leaned over her bloody arm and touched it. She screamed with pain and punched him. "That didn't help!"
"Come to my lab Diana. I'm sure I can take care of this," Snape said, directing her to the stairs leading to the basement.
***
"Billy!" A shrill voice yelled.
A tall, thin man walked into the room. "Yes master," he said, running his hand through his black hair.
Billy would have never called himself a handesome man, but he was. He had nice muscular arms and legs. His eyes were a mystical black, and his black hair had blonde streaks in it.
"How many times have we gone over this? Your one of my closest assassins, call me Lord Voldemort. Master is so . . . middle ages," Voldemort said, picking at his nails.
"Of course, Lord Voldemort. What is it that you called me for?" Billy asked.
"She's gaining power, Billy. And soon Harry and Diana will be unstoppable. Diana Elizabeth Snape must die. Do you know how much it'll please me to see her die?" Voldemort grinned darkly.
"I'm sure it'll please you very much," Billy said, walking over to the window.
"Yes, that's why I'm assigning you to learn everything you can about her, which shouldn't be hard for you to do. Then, when the time is right . . . destroy her!" He smiled, cracking his knuckles.
"What about my assignment to the Ministers?" He asked.
"It's being taken care of," Voldemort said. "It's all taken care of."
***
Diana pulled Harry through the woods, down a narrow path. It was the night before Harry's birthday, and theirs friends were coming that next day. "Don't worry, Harry! It's not a full moon!" Diana sighed loudly.
"I just want to know were your taking me!" Harry said, carrying the blankets in his arms.(A/n: No! That's not going to happen!)
"You'll see in a few minutes,"Diana smiled at him. "It took me forever to figure out a perfect birthday gift for you. I think you'll love!"
"What is it your giving to me?" Harry asked, being pulled harder by Diana.
Diana stopped him and smiled. "Close your eyes!"
"What?!"Harry yelled.
"Close your eyes!" Diana yelled at him.
"Fine," he said, closing his eyes.
Diana grabbed him and pulled him about twenty feet, making sure he didn't trip over anything. She stopped. "Open!"
He opened his eyes, and stared in wonder. They were standing next to a tree, by a huge pond. "Wow!" He said under his breath.
"Look at the sky," she said pointing up.
He looked at the sky which was littered with stars. "So your gift is a night under the stars with you?" Harry asked.
"Yeah,"she smiled.
"I'm all for this," Harry grinned. He layed a blanket on the ground, and left two to cover them both. He put the two blankets around Diana and him , and they both layed down on the ground.
They stared at the stars peacefully and quietly, for a while. . . Suddenly Diana sat up very quickly and looked around. "Have you ever had that ominous feeling before?" She asked, looking over at the woods.
"Yeah," he said, sitting up next to her.
"I have that feeling," she whispered.
Harry began to look around. "Do you think we're begining watched?" He asked.
"Ahhh!" She yelled, ticking his stomach.
"Ahhhhh! Don't do that! Don't trick me like that!" Harry yelled. Diana began to crack up, falling to the ground. "You think that's so funny, don't you?"
"Of course," Diana said still rolling. "Lord, Harry you need to learn to live."
"Well, it's rather hard to do that when you have to save certain girlfriends lives all that time. Then, they try to make you think that your in some kind of mortal danger when you sitting in darking forest . . . alone," he said very pointedly. Diana smiled and kissed him. "That's not going to make it better, but I'll forgive you." He said.
"Good," Diana said, kissing him again. Then, Harry and Diana sat in silence for a long while just holding each other.
As Harry sat there, he went deep into thought. Everything that crossed his mind was about starting a life with Diana. To this day, he still says that was the moment he decide to purpose to her. But when? Where? Did she want to be with him too? The thought of being without her made him sick to his stomach.
"I love you," Diana sighed.
I love you too," he smiled. Then he began to kiss her.
Suddenly Diana pulled away with fear on her face. "What's wrong?" Harry asked.
"Did you hear that?" Diana looked behind her at a couple of bushes.
"Diana, it's not going to work this . . ." Harry began.
"I'm serious," she said, staring in fear.
He looked over at the bushes in which Diana was staring at. He felt his scar start burning as he looked over. "We better go now," he said, putting his hand on his scar.
"I totally agree," Diana said, not taking her eyes off the bush. With that all said and done, they grabbed their stuff and ran.
They raced through the woods as fast as they could. The sound of footsteps following behind them. Suddenly, everything around them went silent, including the chirping of the crickets. They began to run faster, both knowing silence among nature is never a good thing.
Diana, who was a little bit behind Harry, suddenly came to stop. "Harry," she choked.
He stopped right where he was at. "What is it?" He asked, turning around to look at her. She stood froozen with fear.
"He's here," she whispered.
"Who? Voldemort?" Harry whispered also.
"William," she whispered again, as a tear ran down her cheek. "I can hear him talking to me. He's here."
"Your brother, William?" Harry asked, looking at her as if she were nuts.
"Yeah," she said.
"He's dead."
"I know, " Diana began to cry. "That's what scares me."
"It's not William. Voldemort is trying to get to you. We have to go," he said, as he pulled her with him.
They continued to run as fast as they could. They didn't even slow down when they saw the lights come from the Snape house. They continued to run till they were inside.
Sirius and Severus were sitting in the kitchen arguing the game of chess they were playing. "Don't tell my Uncle about this," Diana said to Harry, as they shut the door. "I don't want him to worry about me."
"I wouldn't tell," he swore.
"Thank you," Diana kissed him on the cheek.
***
Diana Elizabeth walked into her bedroom and changed into her nightdress. Shw walked over to her windowsill to sit down. She stared quietly up at the stars in thought. Suddenly, she heard her door open. Diana looked over to she her husband walk in. 'What do you want?" Diana asked cruelly.
"Only the pleasure of your company," Salazar smiled.
"So your little whore couldn't come tonight," Diana said, looking back out at the sky.
"For your information, she's back in my room right now. I have just come to tell you, we're going to check on the castle tomorrow," Salazar said, looking around her room in disgust.
"We're?" She asked, as her heart jumped. She'd be able to she her love.
"Yes," he rolled his eyes.
"Fine," she sighed.
"Good night," he said.
"Good night," she sighed.
" I do love you," he said. She said nothing, and so he left.
She thought once again. She could only think of one thing at all . . . Godric.
***
Diana sat up in her bed, and began to breathe heavily. She looked over into the corner of her room and saw her cousin watching her. "I want you to be my Queen," Voldemort said. She wanted to scream, but she couldn't. "Be my wife."
"I'm dreaming," she closed her eyes and whispered.
"Your not," he said, as she opened her eyes. "I can give you things that Harry can't give you. I could make you so happy. Be my bride."
Then, in the blink of an eye . . . he was gone.
A/n: It's UP! Yes! Ok, I promise you will not have to wait so long for chapter 3. Now, I'd like to dedicate this chapter to(*drum roll*) Rudy!