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CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Snape's kid is in Gryffindor," snorted Ron. "I bet he's not going to be happy."
"That's a huge understatement." said Hermione. "Poor kid."
"I think we should go say hi to her." suggested Harry. "She seemed nice enough when I saw her that day in Diagon Alley. Plus, I'm afraid that people are going to treat her badly, since she is Snape's daughter, after all."
"What's with you, Harry?" muttered Ron. "This is Snape's kid, not some random first year. Not that we ever talk to them anyway."
Hermione glared at Ron. "You're a prefect, Ronald. You need to set a good example for the other students. I'm going with Harry. It's the polite thing to do."
Ron groaned. "All right, all right. I mean, she is only a first year. We can hex her if she tries anything."
Hermione slugged Ron in the arm, and they were off. They took seats across the table from some of the first years.
"Hi, Koraleigh." said Harry. "How are you doing?"
"All right." replied Koraleigh quietly. "How are you."
"I'm okay. Koraleigh, these are my friends, Ron and Hermione."
"Hi." said Hermione with a smile. Then she nudged Ron rather sharply with her elbow. Harry hoped that Koraleigh hadn't seen that.
"Er, hi." said Ron, rubbing at his side.
"Nice to meet you." said Koraleigh. "This is Henny, and that's Gretchen." The girls sitting on either side of Koraleigh said hello.
Without any apparent warning, loads of food appeared on the tables. Ron grinned. "Ah. My favorite part of school." he said, before digging in. A second later, everyone else followed him.
Harry was working his way through a piece of apple pie when he noticed Professor McGonagall walking toward him. "Mr. Potter, you need to go see Professor Snape after the feast.
Harry groaned slightly.
"Oh, don't worry, Mr. Potter. I don't believe you are in trouble this time." She gave him an appraising look. "What have you managed to do all ready that makes you believe you deserve punishment?"
"Nothing, Professor." replied Harry quickly. McGonagall gave him a small smile.
"Can I go too?" asked Koraleigh suddenly. McGonagall turned and looked at her. "All right, Miss Snape. The password to Gryffindor Tower is Wingardium."
After the feast, and after Ron and Hermione had collected all the other first years and started off for the Gryffindor dormitories, Harry and Koraleigh made their way down to the dungeons.
They walked in silence for a few minutes. "Harry, why don't people like my dad?" burst out Koraleigh suddenly.
"Er, well..." replied Harry, stalling for time, "um, he's not exactly the...well, he's not the...the fairest professor here. He tends to favor the Slytherins a lot. A lot of students think he likes to take points off the other Houses for fun. And he doesn't have the best disposition..." Harry hoped that hadn't been too harsh. Obviously, Snape had a different personality around his family, otherwise Koraleigh wouldn't have to ask that question.
"Oh." was Koraleigh's only reply.
The silence was causing Harry to feel uncomfortable. "What do you, er, like to do at home?" he asked.
"I like to hang out with my friends. I was always over at my best friend, Jenni's house, but she's a muggle, so..."
"You knew Muggles?" Harry knew that some wizards chose to have their families live in Muggle towns, but he couldn't believe that the Snapes were one of them.
"Oh, yes. I went to Muggle school for the past few years, and all my friends were Muggles. We really couldn't have any wizarding things around, though we do have floo powder and some other things. I really like Quidditch, though. My sister and I played on Quidditch teams in a kid's league."
"You like Quidditch?" asked Harry interestedly. "What position do you play?"
"I'm a Chaser." she replied, "but I played Seeker for a season also."
"The Gryffindor team needs a new Chaser." said Harry. "You should try out. I'm the Seeker. Well, I should be. I got kicked off the team last year by Umbridge for something totally unfair, but since she's gone, I think I'll be able to play this year."
"That's neat." replied Koraleigh. "I might try out. I think I'm pretty good, well, at least that's what some of my teammates told me. They were all going to Durmstrang, but I got to come here, since Dad works here and all."
Harry paused in front of Snape's office and knocked. "Come in." said Snape. Harry cautiously opened the door and he and Koraleigh walked in.
"Hello Koraleigh." said Snape. "I need to speak with Mr. Potter for a moment. Could you wait outside, and then I'll talk to you."
Koraleigh nodded and left, shutting the door behind her.
"Sit down, Mr. Potter." said Snape. Harry complied.
"I believe I owe you an apology, Potter."
Harry stared at him in disbelief. He had been wondering, since Snape didn't look primed to kill, if this concerned Koraleigh, but he had never expected Snape to admit he was wrong in any situation, at least not to Harry.
"You have treated my daughter with more kindness then I would have expected from any student at Hogwarts, much less one who has good reason to hate me." Snape was staring at Harry with strong intensity, although there was no hatred in the stare, and Harry could tell that Snape was weighing each word before speaking.
"Also, last night, when I was concerned that perhaps some students might see it as payback to me to hurt my daughter, my wife...bluntly...told me that I had been doing the same thing to you, hurting one for the actions of his father, and so I am asking for your forgiveness, Potter, for that."
Harry was somewhat disturbed. "But, why me? I'm not the only one you've treated unfairly." Then Harry realized what he'd just said and decided it probably hadn't been the best thing to say under the circumstances.
But Snape simply nodded. "True, but you are also the one who has treated my daughter more kindly then I would have believed possible from James' son." He paused. "I am offering you the chance to take part in my N.E.W.T class, if you are interested."
"But sir, I only got an E." blurted out Harry.
"I am...well aware of that, but let's say that your behavior coupled with a certain persuasive speech from Professor McGonagall convinced me to give you the chance. You will have to work extremely hard, but I believe you can do it."
Harry considered. He had been looking forward to not taking any more classes with Snape, but it was crucial to his Auror training. "Thank you, sir. I will do my best."
Snape nodded at him. "You are dismissed, then. Please send Koraleigh in."
"All right." said Harry, a bit bemused. "Thank you again."
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CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Snape's kid is in Gryffindor," snorted Ron. "I bet he's not going to be happy."
"That's a huge understatement." said Hermione. "Poor kid."
"I think we should go say hi to her." suggested Harry. "She seemed nice enough when I saw her that day in Diagon Alley. Plus, I'm afraid that people are going to treat her badly, since she is Snape's daughter, after all."
"What's with you, Harry?" muttered Ron. "This is Snape's kid, not some random first year. Not that we ever talk to them anyway."
Hermione glared at Ron. "You're a prefect, Ronald. You need to set a good example for the other students. I'm going with Harry. It's the polite thing to do."
Ron groaned. "All right, all right. I mean, she is only a first year. We can hex her if she tries anything."
Hermione slugged Ron in the arm, and they were off. They took seats across the table from some of the first years.
"Hi, Koraleigh." said Harry. "How are you doing?"
"All right." replied Koraleigh quietly. "How are you."
"I'm okay. Koraleigh, these are my friends, Ron and Hermione."
"Hi." said Hermione with a smile. Then she nudged Ron rather sharply with her elbow. Harry hoped that Koraleigh hadn't seen that.
"Er, hi." said Ron, rubbing at his side.
"Nice to meet you." said Koraleigh. "This is Henny, and that's Gretchen." The girls sitting on either side of Koraleigh said hello.
Without any apparent warning, loads of food appeared on the tables. Ron grinned. "Ah. My favorite part of school." he said, before digging in. A second later, everyone else followed him.
Harry was working his way through a piece of apple pie when he noticed Professor McGonagall walking toward him. "Mr. Potter, you need to go see Professor Snape after the feast.
Harry groaned slightly.
"Oh, don't worry, Mr. Potter. I don't believe you are in trouble this time." She gave him an appraising look. "What have you managed to do all ready that makes you believe you deserve punishment?"
"Nothing, Professor." replied Harry quickly. McGonagall gave him a small smile.
"Can I go too?" asked Koraleigh suddenly. McGonagall turned and looked at her. "All right, Miss Snape. The password to Gryffindor Tower is Wingardium."
After the feast, and after Ron and Hermione had collected all the other first years and started off for the Gryffindor dormitories, Harry and Koraleigh made their way down to the dungeons.
They walked in silence for a few minutes. "Harry, why don't people like my dad?" burst out Koraleigh suddenly.
"Er, well..." replied Harry, stalling for time, "um, he's not exactly the...well, he's not the...the fairest professor here. He tends to favor the Slytherins a lot. A lot of students think he likes to take points off the other Houses for fun. And he doesn't have the best disposition..." Harry hoped that hadn't been too harsh. Obviously, Snape had a different personality around his family, otherwise Koraleigh wouldn't have to ask that question.
"Oh." was Koraleigh's only reply.
The silence was causing Harry to feel uncomfortable. "What do you, er, like to do at home?" he asked.
"I like to hang out with my friends. I was always over at my best friend, Jenni's house, but she's a muggle, so..."
"You knew Muggles?" Harry knew that some wizards chose to have their families live in Muggle towns, but he couldn't believe that the Snapes were one of them.
"Oh, yes. I went to Muggle school for the past few years, and all my friends were Muggles. We really couldn't have any wizarding things around, though we do have floo powder and some other things. I really like Quidditch, though. My sister and I played on Quidditch teams in a kid's league."
"You like Quidditch?" asked Harry interestedly. "What position do you play?"
"I'm a Chaser." she replied, "but I played Seeker for a season also."
"The Gryffindor team needs a new Chaser." said Harry. "You should try out. I'm the Seeker. Well, I should be. I got kicked off the team last year by Umbridge for something totally unfair, but since she's gone, I think I'll be able to play this year."
"That's neat." replied Koraleigh. "I might try out. I think I'm pretty good, well, at least that's what some of my teammates told me. They were all going to Durmstrang, but I got to come here, since Dad works here and all."
Harry paused in front of Snape's office and knocked. "Come in." said Snape. Harry cautiously opened the door and he and Koraleigh walked in.
"Hello Koraleigh." said Snape. "I need to speak with Mr. Potter for a moment. Could you wait outside, and then I'll talk to you."
Koraleigh nodded and left, shutting the door behind her.
"Sit down, Mr. Potter." said Snape. Harry complied.
"I believe I owe you an apology, Potter."
Harry stared at him in disbelief. He had been wondering, since Snape didn't look primed to kill, if this concerned Koraleigh, but he had never expected Snape to admit he was wrong in any situation, at least not to Harry.
"You have treated my daughter with more kindness then I would have expected from any student at Hogwarts, much less one who has good reason to hate me." Snape was staring at Harry with strong intensity, although there was no hatred in the stare, and Harry could tell that Snape was weighing each word before speaking.
"Also, last night, when I was concerned that perhaps some students might see it as payback to me to hurt my daughter, my wife...bluntly...told me that I had been doing the same thing to you, hurting one for the actions of his father, and so I am asking for your forgiveness, Potter, for that."
Harry was somewhat disturbed. "But, why me? I'm not the only one you've treated unfairly." Then Harry realized what he'd just said and decided it probably hadn't been the best thing to say under the circumstances.
But Snape simply nodded. "True, but you are also the one who has treated my daughter more kindly then I would have believed possible from James' son." He paused. "I am offering you the chance to take part in my N.E.W.T class, if you are interested."
"But sir, I only got an E." blurted out Harry.
"I am...well aware of that, but let's say that your behavior coupled with a certain persuasive speech from Professor McGonagall convinced me to give you the chance. You will have to work extremely hard, but I believe you can do it."
Harry considered. He had been looking forward to not taking any more classes with Snape, but it was crucial to his Auror training. "Thank you, sir. I will do my best."
Snape nodded at him. "You are dismissed, then. Please send Koraleigh in."
"All right." said Harry, a bit bemused. "Thank you again."