Dream On

Chapter 2: Hogwarts' New Student

As Shiva followed Sirius something inside her snapped. "Sorry, Sirius, but father has to be the one to take me to Hogwarts. Bye!" With that Shiva ran off and was almost home when she bumped into her father. "Father, I'm sorry. I never should have said that. I never should have run off either." Shiva hugged her father who, reluctantly, hugged her back.

"It's ok," he replied with softness in his voice. "Come on, Shiva. We're going to be late. Let's go!" Shiva followed her father back to the house where they flooed to Hogwarts. Later that evening Shiva waited for her name to be called.

Finally she heard, "Shiva Snape!" Everyone in the Great Hall gasped. As Shiva walked up to the sorting hat some people looked at her baffled, smiled at her, or just glared. Shiva sat down on the stool as the hat was placed on her head. It came to life at once.

"Ah, another Snape. I have been wondering if Severus would ever have a child," the hat said loud enough for the hall to hear. Once again, the hall gasped. In his chair Severus seemed to sink down into the darkness. Unfortunately for him the hat continued, "And I never would have guessed that Severus would have married. Oh, well. Onto the sorting. I see you would do well in Slytherin as your mother and father have…but there is more courage than all of the students I have placed in Slytherin so far."

Dumbledore chuckled as the Slytherins glared towards Shiva. Some Gryffindors snickered. Finally the hat came to a decision. "GRYFFINDOR!" he yelled. The cheering was louder because to have a Snape in Gryffindor was rare. Also most of them thought that if Severus' daughter was in Gryffindor then he wouldn't be so hard on them. Shiva smiled brightly and sat down next to some other sixth years, Hermione, Harry and Ron.

Ron and Harry just stared at her. Hermione smiled and then paid her attention back to the front. Shiva did the same. After the students were all sorted and Dumbledore gave his Welcome Students speech the feast (and talking) began.

"So, it's Shiva right?"

"Yes," she replied softly, so unlike her father. Harry and Ron let out a sigh of relief. Hermione stared at them and asked, "Why did you sigh?"

"Because," Harry responded, "she sounds nothing like her father."

"And that's a good thing?" Hermione asked sarcastically.

"Yes. Shiva giggled at Harry's answer and once again he and Ron sighed in relief.

"Also," Ron added, "she laughs. I have never heard Professor Snape laugh. Have you guys?" Everyone, except Shiva, shook their heads no.

"I have," Shiva said trying to join the conversation. Everyone stared at her as if she had lost her mind and gone mad. "I'm serious!"

"When did he laugh?"

"He laughed at my mother's and his wedding."

"How would you know?" asked Ron.

"They recorded it. I have never seen them so happy together. Now…now everything is different. You see, my father used to be a nice, funny guy, but now…ever since I was born, well you understand."

"Don't blame yourself for something like that, Shiva," Hermione said.

"Whatever. Oh, I don't think I caught your names?"

"Sorry. I'm Hermione Granger."

"I'm Ronald Weasley, but you can call me Ron."

"And I'm Harry Potter."

"Nice to meet you guys," Shiva said shaking their hands reluctantly. Harry, Ron, and Hermione had never met anyone so shy, especially towards Harry, the boy who lived. After the feast Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Shiva left to go to the Gryffindor common room. When they got there Hermione showed Shiva an empty bed that she could sleep in.

When Hermione and Shiva walked back to the common room Ron and Harry introduced every other sixth year to Shiva. Most people tried to be friends with Shiva so they would be on Severus' good side, but she seemed really shy that people tried not to intrude so much. Finally Ron got some courage and went over to Shiva who was sitting alone near a window on the bench before it.

"Do you want to hang with Harry, Hermione, and me?"

"No thank you."

"Why are you so shy?"

"It's a trait from my father. That's why people think he lives like a hermit."

"Oh. Well, if you get lonely I'm here for you, k?"

"Ok," Shiva said remembering what had happened earlier. Then as Ron walked away she realized that her father had never apologized to her for what he had done. 'I hate him sometimes. Does he really think he can do what he did and get away with it! Well, I'll show him! I will get back if it costs me my life! Him and his stupid ignorance. Can't he show at least some respect?'

As Ron, Harry, and Hermione watched Shiva sitting alone they noticed something. That something was similar between her and her father. Shiva was scowling all the while glaring. They wondered if she could give people death glares. Shiva soon stood up and went to bed planning how she would show her father what it was like to be ignorant and not apologize for it.

The next morning the sixth years had a free hour and then double potions with the Slytherins until lunch. As the sixth year Gryffindors and Slytherins went into potions Shiva was thinking to herself. Everyone stared at her as she just blindly sat down beside Draco Malfoy who was staring at her in shock. No Gryffindor has ever dared to sit next to Draco in potions, yet they would sass talk him.

Then Severus came in, his robes billowing behind him. "Class, please sit down and open your books to page 345." Everyone got over the fact that Shiva was sitting next to Draco and sat down and opened their books. As Severus asked questions, Shiva's hand shot up as many times as Hermione's hand did. Everyone seemed to notice this and stared in surprise at her. No one at Hogwarts was nearly as bright as Hermione, not even most of the Professors.

No one knew of course that Shiva was one year ahead of everyone else in Potions because she was a very fast learner and had a photographic memory. Lucky her. Anyways, Hermione was stunned that Shiva was even keeping up with the class. Then Severus said, "Class, the people you are sitting next to will be your partners. Please make the potion, Veritaserum. The directions are on the board."

Shiva smiled. She had memorized how to make this perfectly since she was eleven. Shiva looked at Draco who was reading the board. She stood up and walked over to the cupboard to get the potion ingredients she needed. After gathering them she came back to see Draco still reading the board. Without waiting for him to finish she started to cut, slice and shred the ingredients.

"What are you doing?" Draco yelled. "You haven't even read the directions!"

"Don't worry. I've memorized the directions and have been able to make this potion perfectly since I was eleven."

"That's impossible!"

"Don't belive me? Just ask the professor. He would know," Shiva said loud enough for him to hear. Severus looked up from grading his papers and stared at her. Draco looked at him curiously. Then Severus nodded at Draco and went back to grading the papers. Draco looked back to Shiva open-mouthed, his eyes wide. Shiva took her hand and closed Draco's mouth for him.

"Don't do that. It is quite rude," she said in a cold voice that resembled Severus'. Draco snapped back to reality, gave her a quick smile, and helped her finish the potion. After class Shiva was the last one to leave. She said a quick hi to her dad and then left. As she left she saw Draco sneering at Hermione (Ron and Harry were behind her), "Stupid mudbloods. They never watch where they're going!"

Shiva looked around at the scattered books around Hermione and Draco. With one flick of her wand she had cleaned up the books and sorted them out into two piles, one pile Draco's and the other Hermione's. As Shiva walked by she said, "Draco, your sneer isn't right." Hermione tried hard not to laugh as Draco's eyes once again went wide and his mouth hung open. Many people stared at them as they walked by.

From down the hall everyone heard, "Draco, close your mouth! I told you before it was rude." Draco closed his mouth, glared at Hermione, took his books, and left. Once Draco was gone Hermione, Harry, and Ron burst out laughing.

"I can't believe Draco hasn't complained about or said anything mean to Shiva," Hermione said once they stopped laughing.

"I know. Shiva is different. It seems as if she always gets what she wants," Harry mentioned.

"What did you expect? Snapes always get what they want, Mr. Potter," said a cold familiar voice behind him. Harry, Ron, and Hermione turned to see Severus, who was trying hard not to smile at what he had just seen. Severus had always known Shiva to be like that. She had gotten that from her mother, luckily, instead of him.

Later that evening Harry, Ron, and Hermione caught up with Shiva for dinner in the Great Hall. "Shiva!" Ron called.

"Hi, Ron! Hi, Harry! Hi Hermione! Oh, Hermione, I never knew you were smart."

"Well, you learn something new everyday. No offence, but I didn't even think you could keep up with the sixth years."

"You honestly thought I was that stupid? I'll tell you something. I have a photographic memory and learn things real fast so I was surprised you could keep up with me!" Everyone laughed, including Hermione.

"Hey, by the way, what you said to Malfoy earlier was bloody brilliant!"

"Thanks, Ron. I was just saying what I knew." During dinner Hermione realized she finally had someone to talk to about classes and what they learned and stuff. Harry and Ron realized two things: 1) they had someone to help them with their potions essays and such; and 2) they had someone to talk to about quidditch. Yes, that's right, quidditch. I'll tell you why, Shiva's father, Severus, was a big fan of quidditch (though not many people know) so they had all sorts of quidditch things at Snape manor.

Speaking of Snape, lucky for Severus Shiva had forgotten to try to get him back for not apologizing to her earlier. Back to Shiva now. During dinner Shiva felt someone's eyes burning into her from behind. She turned to see Draco staring at her. For a moment their eyes met, but Draco went back to his dinner. So the rest of the week went on much like the first day. Shiva was often telling Draco to close his mouth and he seemed to be willingly listening to her. In almost every class the Gryffindors had with the Slytherins it seemed as if Draco tried to sit next to Shiva. At least they always ended up sitting together. Who cares right now? I do. Why? This is just the beginning. For there is more to tell, but unfortunately I can't fit it all in this chapter.

I hope you liked my story so far. Please R&R! Or die. Your choice! Thanks for reading my chapter! Sorry it took so long to update. Thanks again. Bye!