Hey everybody! I've decided, over contemplating my story while reading
many others, that the major changes I needed to fix couldn't be postponed
any longer, even though I still haven't finished the story. The disclaimer
is still the same. Everything you recognize is the sole property of J.K.
Rowling. Everything else is mine. I really hope you like this new first
chapter. Basically, for the most part, the plot will be the same, it's the
details, the syntax, and other picky details that will be different. So,
without further ado, I present...
THE NEW AND IMPROVED
Koraleigh Snape and the sword of Wrevil
By MOGHEDIEN 17
Chapter one
Most people were unaware of the strange circumstances regarding Professor Severus Snape. There were very few of his Potions students that knew more about him then that he was a terrible ogre in class, and even fewer that actually wanted to know more. The professors, his colleagues, were hardly any better. There were only a select few that knew his deeply guarded secret, the one he held deeper even then the fact that he was a renegade Death Eater. The secret of his family.
'None would think it possible.' Snape smirked to himself. 'The fact that I, Severus Snape, am capable of having, not only a wife and two daughters, but a wife and two daughters that I deeply care for.' In fact, if he hadn't known it himself, he wouldn't believe himself capable of the delicate emotion called love. More fulfilling to him was the knowledge, that despite everything, there were a few people, hardly any, but more then he'd even expected, that loved him in return.
Snape wasn't even entirely sure what had happened that day in his 7th year at Hogwarts when he had first met the sneaky little 2nd year Ravenclaw girl named Ailey in the course of a detention he was fulfilling with Argus Filch, the caretaker who hated all Hogwarts students. All he knew, was that regardless of the 5 year age difference, which had seemed like a canyon to Snape at the time, he had finally found someone who could make him laugh, despite everything in his young life. Despite his loveless childhood, with the only exception of his older sister Dorunia, who cared as much as she possibly could for her younger brother, which wasn't much at all under the relentless dominion of the abusive parents, who didn't even know what love was. Despite the fact that his classmates hated him for everything. For being afraid to come out of his shell, and when he did, for responding in the only way he knew how, with malice and hatred. Despite the fact that Snape was already deeply involved in the Dark Arts under the rule of Lord Voldemort, even though he was beginning to see how horribly wrong it all was. 'Despite everything,' thought Snape to himself, 'she showed me the light, once and for all.'
It was Ailey's secret influence that brought Snape to his knees, in front of Albus Dumbledore, the greatest headmaster Hogwarts had ever known, and the only one Voldemort had ever feared, well until Potter, begging forgiveness for his wrongs and offering to repent in the only way he knew how, as a spy for the Light side. Though Snape had told her time and time again just what she had done for him in all those secret meetings they had held in different places all over Hogwarts throughout the remainder of his seventh year, Snape was positive she could never understand all the implications. She had taught him how to love.
Through the remainder of Ailey's schooling at Hogwarts, and Snape's advanced training as a Potions Master, they sent owls back and forth almost every day. They rejoiced together by floo powder when Voldemort was finally diminished by a little boy barely a year old named Harry Potter, who incidentally was the son of two of his least favorite of his old schoolmates, James Potter and Lily Evans. By some random chance of fate, perhaps, or maybe something else, their graduations were on consecutive days. To celebrate, they married on the third, in a small ceremony. Of Snape's guests, only his sister Dorunia and her muggle husband Jonathan, with their barely two-month-old daughter Merendie, as well as Professor Dumbledore, who had become something of a father figure to him. His parents were both deceased by this time and Snape doubted seriously that he'd invite them anyway. That night, Koraleigh, their eldest, was conceived.
Koraleigh was born the following March, a prefect specimen of what love could create. The next year, Snape was offered the position of Potions Professor at Hogwarts. He took it, slightly against his will, but understanding the need for it. Professor Dumbledore desperately needed, not only someone gifted at the delicate task of brewing Potions, but also a Head of Slytherin House and one that could be trusted both by Dumbledore and the staff and the parents of Slytherin students, many of whom had been Death Eaters. He knew, deep down, that there was no one else. To Snape's great relief, Dumbledore had agreed to the terms of allowing Snape to return home most nights by floo powder, leaving the night care of the Slytherins in the hands of Professor Vector. Luckily there had been very few occasions to need assistance in the Slytherin house at night. After the first year, Snape had petitioned Dumbledore for the vacant position of Defense Against the Dark Arts, hating to watch students mutilate their potions. However, for reasons unknown to Snape, Dumbledore refused and had refused every year ever since. The bitterness Snape had had for all living creatures during his time at Hogwarts came back tenfold upon his students for all of Ailey's love and patience throughout the years. The only ones free from Snape's wrath were his family, of course, Dumbledore, for some unfathomable reason, and his Slytherins, whom he pitied, knowing the type of family they most likely would have grown up in.
In spite of all this, Dumbledore refused to allow Snape to resign from his job, always coming up with clever excuses. During this time, Kinelli, Snape's youngest daughter was born. Snape loved his daughters with all his heart. Because of this, and because of his deep down fear of what people thought of him due to low self-esteem as a child, Snape hid his family's existence from the rest of the world. Ailey was aware of this, but didn't agree with it. His two growing daughters remained oblivious to the fact. They knew only that Daddy wasn't home much, didn't always want to play, but that he loved them. But then something happened and Snape suddenly realized his carefully planned out and balanced life was about to come tumbling down. Koraleigh turned eleven.
without further ado, I present...
THE NEW AND IMPROVED
Koraleigh Snape and the sword of Wrevil
By MOGHEDIEN 17
Chapter one
Most people were unaware of the strange circumstances regarding Professor Severus Snape. There were very few of his Potions students that knew more about him then that he was a terrible ogre in class, and even fewer that actually wanted to know more. The professors, his colleagues, were hardly any better. There were only a select few that knew his deeply guarded secret, the one he held deeper even then the fact that he was a renegade Death Eater. The secret of his family.
'None would think it possible.' Snape smirked to himself. 'The fact that I, Severus Snape, am capable of having, not only a wife and two daughters, but a wife and two daughters that I deeply care for.' In fact, if he hadn't known it himself, he wouldn't believe himself capable of the delicate emotion called love. More fulfilling to him was the knowledge, that despite everything, there were a few people, hardly any, but more then he'd even expected, that loved him in return.
Snape wasn't even entirely sure what had happened that day in his 7th year at Hogwarts when he had first met the sneaky little 2nd year Ravenclaw girl named Ailey in the course of a detention he was fulfilling with Argus Filch, the caretaker who hated all Hogwarts students. All he knew, was that regardless of the 5 year age difference, which had seemed like a canyon to Snape at the time, he had finally found someone who could make him laugh, despite everything in his young life. Despite his loveless childhood, with the only exception of his older sister Dorunia, who cared as much as she possibly could for her younger brother, which wasn't much at all under the relentless dominion of the abusive parents, who didn't even know what love was. Despite the fact that his classmates hated him for everything. For being afraid to come out of his shell, and when he did, for responding in the only way he knew how, with malice and hatred. Despite the fact that Snape was already deeply involved in the Dark Arts under the rule of Lord Voldemort, even though he was beginning to see how horribly wrong it all was. 'Despite everything,' thought Snape to himself, 'she showed me the light, once and for all.'
It was Ailey's secret influence that brought Snape to his knees, in front of Albus Dumbledore, the greatest headmaster Hogwarts had ever known, and the only one Voldemort had ever feared, well until Potter, begging forgiveness for his wrongs and offering to repent in the only way he knew how, as a spy for the Light side. Though Snape had told her time and time again just what she had done for him in all those secret meetings they had held in different places all over Hogwarts throughout the remainder of his seventh year, Snape was positive she could never understand all the implications. She had taught him how to love.
Through the remainder of Ailey's schooling at Hogwarts, and Snape's advanced training as a Potions Master, they sent owls back and forth almost every day. They rejoiced together by floo powder when Voldemort was finally diminished by a little boy barely a year old named Harry Potter, who incidentally was the son of two of his least favorite of his old schoolmates, James Potter and Lily Evans. By some random chance of fate, perhaps, or maybe something else, their graduations were on consecutive days. To celebrate, they married on the third, in a small ceremony. Of Snape's guests, only his sister Dorunia and her muggle husband Jonathan, with their barely two-month-old daughter Merendie, as well as Professor Dumbledore, who had become something of a father figure to him. His parents were both deceased by this time and Snape doubted seriously that he'd invite them anyway. That night, Koraleigh, their eldest, was conceived.
Koraleigh was born the following March, a prefect specimen of what love could create. The next year, Snape was offered the position of Potions Professor at Hogwarts. He took it, slightly against his will, but understanding the need for it. Professor Dumbledore desperately needed, not only someone gifted at the delicate task of brewing Potions, but also a Head of Slytherin House and one that could be trusted both by Dumbledore and the staff and the parents of Slytherin students, many of whom had been Death Eaters. He knew, deep down, that there was no one else. To Snape's great relief, Dumbledore had agreed to the terms of allowing Snape to return home most nights by floo powder, leaving the night care of the Slytherins in the hands of Professor Vector. Luckily there had been very few occasions to need assistance in the Slytherin house at night. After the first year, Snape had petitioned Dumbledore for the vacant position of Defense Against the Dark Arts, hating to watch students mutilate their potions. However, for reasons unknown to Snape, Dumbledore refused and had refused every year ever since. The bitterness Snape had had for all living creatures during his time at Hogwarts came back tenfold upon his students for all of Ailey's love and patience throughout the years. The only ones free from Snape's wrath were his family, of course, Dumbledore, for some unfathomable reason, and his Slytherins, whom he pitied, knowing the type of family they most likely would have grown up in.
In spite of all this, Dumbledore refused to allow Snape to resign from his job, always coming up with clever excuses. During this time, Kinelli, Snape's youngest daughter was born. Snape loved his daughters with all his heart. Because of this, and because of his deep down fear of what people thought of him due to low self-esteem as a child, Snape hid his family's existence from the rest of the world. Ailey was aware of this, but didn't agree with it. His two growing daughters remained oblivious to the fact. They knew only that Daddy wasn't home much, didn't always want to play, but that he loved them. But then something happened and Snape suddenly realized his carefully planned out and balanced life was about to come tumbling down. Koraleigh turned eleven.