A/N- I have a valid excuse why I took long to update, but that's all it is - an excuse. Replies are at the bottom. I am aware of the fact that I'm contradicting Snape's thoughts at the beginning of the story but ignore it and enjoy the chapter.

Disclaimer- I don't own nothing because I can't be bothered to have a go at people who steal my characters.

The Pensieve

After a rather strange day, Siobhan was rather glad to be having Occlumensy lessons. Since the revelation about Voldemort's plans that morning Harry had been rather lost in his own world. People were walking around in tight groups as if waiting for an attack and this meant that the abuse Slytherin hollered was twice as loud and Siobhan had to hide from large groups of Slytherin. The first few times, Siobhan ended up sprawled on the floor after being tripped up or 'accidentally' pushed down the stairs. Thank God the stairs seemed to turn cushion like when she rolled down them. Siobhan had several bruises which she had only acquired today.

Halfway through a very successful Occlumensy lesson where Harry was able to hold Snape off after only two tries and Siobhan managed to enter into Snape's mind less obviously, Remus burst in. Hisrobes were wet and he was out of breath. Probably from running.

"The….Slytherin…common…room….is…flooded," he said as he lent against the doorpost, trying to regain his breath. "They are refusing to calm down and someone has stolen my bloody wand. So, I would appreciate as much help as possible."

"Siobhan…" Snape growled, forgetting that he wasn't on first name terms with her. She put on an innocent face and tried to look hurt at the accusation. Snape was glaring at her, Remus was giving her a very suspicious look and Harry looked puzzled.

"It wasn't me! God, for every bad thing that happens in this school, I'm always blamed for it," Siobhan sulked, crossing her arms and pouting. Flooding common rooms was first year business. Only a first year would do something so….so….so…juvenile.

"That's because you are always part of it. If I find anything in my office has moved when I come back, you will both die a slow and painful death. If I find it was you who flooded my common room, I will kill you resurrect you and then kill you again." With that Snape swept out of the room, following a very fast Remus towards the damage.

Ignoring his warning, Siobhan began moving things about just to get onSnape's nerves. She switched labels of jars around, mixed up scrolls of homework and moved his precisely placed quills around. Harry watched knowing that Siobhan would be blamed anyway. He was just going to sit here and pretend he wasn't seeing any of it. What he didn't see couldn't hurt. It wasn't until Siobhan lifted out a grey bowl that he jumped to his feer fast and was standing between her and the bowl before she could get any ideas.

"Are you crazy? You're in enough trouble. Want to get expelled as well?" Harry hissed remembering what had happened when he had decided to snoop through. He regretted it quite a bit. Perhaps curiosity really did kill the cat.

"I won't. Not now anyway. I'm a target for Death Eater's. Dumbledore will want me here," Siobhan shrugged. It would be great to be able to be expelled like normal students but she wasn't normal. "Anyway, it's not going to hurt or anything. Unless you're a chicken."

"I'd rather be a chicken than lose my head over a few memories. He'll strangle you or something. Especially after you and your pranks against his House."

"Not pranks-prank. That flooding isn't me." Harry gave her a sceptic look and Siobhan gave up trying to convince him it wasn't her. If he didn't want to, that was his fault. "Whatever. Just come on. I'll take any heat."

"Any aggravation and any trouble?"

"I swear on my life. Now come on." Harry sighed and let himself get dragged into the swirling grey mist. Pretty soon they were slowly falling through the mist, Siobhan clinging tightly onto Harry's hand. If she wasn't careful, she'd stop the circulation of his blood.

Harry and Siobhan found themselves in the living area an apartment. There was a sofa and an armchair set about a glass coffee table. In one corner was a dining area complete with a wooden table and chairs. There was a cabinet against the wall, and through the space a television was visible. On the sofa sat Severus Snape, twiddling his thumbs and looking very uncomfortable. He was dressed in black faded jeans and a big black woollen jumper that seemed several sizes too big for him. Siobhan jumped as a voice behind her called something out to Snape.

"You want ten sugars or twelve in your tea?" Turning around, Harry and Siobhan realised they were standing in front of the entrance to a kitchen. The clutter of a spoon it fell to the floor could be heard along with the opening and closing of cabinets.

"Just two thank you," Snape replied. There was a loud laugh and a young woman with bright red hair and sparkling blue eyes came through to the living room carrying two cups of tea. Siobhan was quick to recognise her but Harry took slightly longer. Her mother looked so different to what she remembered. Younger and more vibrant.

"So how's life been treating you? Last time I saw you, you were sleeping on this very sofa because your dad kicked you out again. Now, after two months of no contact, you're back," she said settling back in the sofa and sipping the steaming tea.

"I got a job, a place to stay and that's basically it. I would have come sooner but after last time, I wasn't sure." He paused to take a sip of his tea and then smiled something Harry had rarely seen the older Snape do. "Though after I saw you in Diagon Alley I had to come visit. Despite the rampaging boyfriend."

"He's not that bad. He just hates you."

"I hate him too but you don't see me hexing him at every possible turn. The man acts like he's still in school. For your sake I'd be willing to bury all this hatred for him and actually be nice to him."

"Would you really?"

"No. But its nice to see you light up like that." Gwendolyn punched him playfully before settling down closer and sighing deeply. The spark that had been in her eyes seemed to dim. "What's wrong?"

"I don't know. I just love it when you're here but I've been with Sirius so long. I think I-"

She was interrupted by the sound of the front door opening. Loud singing, although most of it incoherent could be heard along with the sound of somebody stumbling about. Gwendolyn shot up, taking the cups into the kitchen. Snape also stood up and put a hand in one of his pockets, probably just in case the boyfriend got rough.

Harry gasped as a younger, more handsome than when he had died, Sirius Black walked (more staggered) into the living room. He'd obviously been drinking and if the dishevelled hair and clothes said nothing, the smell of alcohol that began to fill the room was strong. He stopped as soon as he saw Snape and rubbed his eyes a couple of times blinking hard.

"Do mine eyes deceive me or is Snivellus back? Gwen! Gwen! What's he doing here?" Sirius shouted, suddenly sober and fully aware of his surroundings.

"I invited him here. He is a friend after all," Gwendolyn explained trying to ease any anger that Sirius might be feeling. "He just told me news and had a cup of tea. He was just leaving now."

"I told him to never step foot in this place again. I told you if I saw him here again I would beat him to a pulp, drag him down the street and throw him in the river. I'm going to count to three and by the time I reach three, he'll be gone."

"No Sirius. You'll be gone."

There was a silence as the words sunk in. Sirius frowned in confusion and Snape looked on in utter disbelief. Gwendolyn stood there strongly and defiantly and the resemblance between her and her daughter was remarkable. Though their eyes were contrasting shades, one bright blue and the other a coal black, their expression of anger was the same.

"What?"

"I said you'll be gone. I'm sick of this Sirius. I'm sick of your drinking. I'm sick of your temper."

"You what?" Sirius was still finding it hard to believe.

"It's over Sirius. Leave. I'll send your stuff to James. Not that there is much."

"You can't dump me just like that. We've been together for too long. Plus, it's not safe for you to be by yourself, not right now. Who's going to protect you? Snivellus?"

"He'll do a damn better job than you." That statement was like a slap in the face for Sirius because he seemed to stumble backwards. All signs of drunkenness had gone as he looked from his now ex-girlfriend to the man who looked as shocked as he was.

"Gwen. Reconsider this. You've been together since fifth year. Are you really going to end it just because he came home drunk?" Snape said finally coming to his senses. He was probably saving his neck rather than caring for Gwendolyn. Sirius looked ready to kill him.

"Don't patronize me Severus. It's over. I realised something important when I saw you in Diagon Alley." Gwendolyn turned to Sirius and shook her head. "I should have told you earlier. I should have admitted it to myself earlier. I don't love you Sirius. Since we we're little I've loved Severus."

Sirius's backhand came across Gwendolyn's cheek hard, hard enough to knock her backwards. Siobhan made to step forward but Harry held her back. It was no use. This was a memory. She couldn't do anything about it. Harry was numb. He'd always thought Sirius was perfect but here he had just watched him hit his girlfriend.

"Get out before I get you arrested for assault," Gwendolyn mumbled as she looked up. Her cheek was red and looked sore but she still looked strong.

"Don't worry, I'm going. Don't ever talk to me again, and if I ever see you again Snivellus, I'll kill you. It's worth going to Azkaban for." With that he had left. No apology, no trying to make sense of how everything had changed; nothing.

As Gwendolyn settled into the sofa, Snape wrapping his arm awkwardly around her and sobbed her heart out, grey mist surrounded them meaning the end of this memory. Harry held onto Siobhan tightly as he thought about what he had just seen. At least it explained why Siobhan had so many pictures of the Marauders; her mother had dated one of them. It shocked him to see that Sirius could be so cold whilst Snape was so……normal. That must have changed later because that was the first time Harry had seen Snape look happy, even if it was for a moment.

Harry and Siobhan were in the same apartment and the same place; just different memories. It was night and the only light was coming from a wand laid on the table. There were a few boxes on the floor most of them full but one last one being filled by a sad looking Snape. He packed things hastily but quietly because Gwen seemed to be asleep on the sofa, curled up under a grey blanket.

This box he was filling with photos that he took from the mantelpiece which was littered with them. He took a moment to examine each one with a deepening frown on his face. Gwendolyn groaned loudly, startling Snape who proceeded in dropping the picture he was holding. There was a cracking sound but the glass didn't break. Fortunately for him, Gwendolyn was fast asleep and didn't move.

Turning off the light omitting from his wand so that the room was a strange shade of orange from the streetlight outside, Snape proceeded in shrinking the boxes so that they fit in his pockets. Gone were the faded jeans and barely fitting jumper but in came the black robes Snape was known for. As he reached the door he turned to look at the shape of the sleeping Gwendolyn McKay and sighed. He moved back to the sofa and knelt next to her.

"I'm sorry Gwen. It's for your safety. I don't want you to die because of me. Our child has the right to grow up not looking over its shoulder every day. I love you, but I can't stay." Choking, he softly kissed her forehead before kissing her stomach. "You might not be mine, at least I don't think so, but take care ofGwenfor me. Goodbye. Both of you."

"He lied to me. He told me he never knew I existed," Siobhan said close to tears, her eyes widening with the revelation. Harry thought about the last two memories and thought about what Siobhan had said. Siobhan's mother dumping Sirius for Snape, Snape leaving her and his unborn child. Siobhan was an only child. That meant-

"Snape is your father."

"Indeed I am." Harry and Siobhan spun around to come face to face with an older Snape. With that he grabbed their arms and soon they were out of the memory.

"You fucking bastard! You lied to me! All this time I thought you genuinely had no idea I existed. But you are nothing but a fucking-" Siobhan stopped because bubbles and soap foam was protruding out of mouth. She spat the soap out and but before she could continue a jar (thankfully an empty one) exploded.

"If anyone here has been lied to it's me. I kissed you Siobhan whilst you knew that I hate Snape's guts. Do you know how sick that makes me feel? I kissed Snape's daughter," Harry sneered, his eyes cold behind his glasses, his anger apparent but silent. Then he turned to Snape. "Sirius had every reason to try and kill you. You stole his girlfriend. But you were right about one thing. The Sirius you had known was a dickhead, but he changed. So did my father. And so am I. I don't want to make the same mistakes Sirius made."

"Harry…"

"No. Before its too late, before you do what you're mother did to Sirius to me, you stay the hell away from me. I've been meaning to kick you off to Quidditch team anyway. You're slacking. And I think I don't need these lessons anymore, I can survive on self-teach books. So there's no need for our paths to meet."

"Harry, I wanted to tell you earlier but this lying, thieving bastard of a father said it was better if I didn't." Harry shrugged and stood up as if to leave. He meant what he had said. Siobhan was to stay away from him.

"Get out Siobhan. I'll talk to you later. I want a word with Mr Potter by himself and without your constant swearing."

"Fine."

Siobhan stormed out, shattering not just one jar but several shelves full of jars. Slamming the door firmly behind her caused several more to fall down. She knew she was going to pay for that sooner or later but at the moment she was just too wrapped up in her thoughts. Her father had left her and her mother, even if he had thought she must be Sirius's, he had lied to her. He knew she existed.

Siobhan shielded her face from the unrelenting kicks she was receiving. She tried to get up but she was kicked down again. When it finally stopped she found herself unable to move. Her body hurt all over, it was impossible to tell where hurt the most and she was sure she was dieing. She kept her eyes closed and pretty soon she heard her attackers leave. Siobhan had never stood a chance against the group of seventh year Slytherin boys. Even with her strength and powers, they were too strong. Opening her eyes she saw Draco standing over her, a smirk on his face.

"You messed with Slytherin too much. I warned you they were angry but you just had to push it just that much further. You had to flood our common room. Stupid bitch," Draco sneered. He made no attempt to help his 'girlfriend'. He had actually arranged for the biggest boys in the House to beat her up.

"I didn't do it," she mumbled, jaw aching from the first series of blows she had received to her face. He laughed dryly and squatted down, raising a suspicious eyebrow. "I swear to you, I didn't do it."

"I know you didn't, but I'm pretty sure you wouldn't want your precious Edward to be beaten up would you? Ever since yesterday when he 'betrayed' you, people have stopped picking on him. If I told everyone it was him, he'd be the most hated person in the House. Even that third year half-blood is more popular than him."

"You malicious fucking bastard. Your father would be so proud. You're growing up just like him." Draco stood up suddenly, the smirk wiped of his face. Siobhan had found a weak spot and she was going to use it. "What? Don't tell me you hadn't noticed? Next thing you know, you'll be kissing Voldemorts ass."

A kick to the stomach silenced Siobhan. Draco was vivid, face red and nostrils flaring. "You know, my father should have killed you when he had the chance. I should probably kill you, but thing is, I've gone soft. All because of you." With a final kick, this time Siobhan unprotected head, he left, leaving Siobhan laying there unconscious. It wouldn't be long before someone found her.

Review replies:

Daughter of Darkness - thanks for waiting. I know it was a lot but I needed to get it out of the way. This chapter has quite a bit in it too, but not that much.

DrunkenBuddie82 – thank you. I quite like it too.

tmctflyboy- thanks. Hope you didn't wait too long.

Anarane Anwamane – I somehow don't think they will. This story isn't really headed in a good direction for Siobhan.

Jinxeh - Yeah, maybe I should have. Since you mentioned it, I think I will go back to that scene later and tell you what Snape was thinking.

hopeforthefuture - that wasn't that soon, but sooner by my standards.

SeverusSnape'sLove – I updated as soon as possible. Hope you enjoyed the chapter.

ShiningStarr – thank you. I won't abandon it because it's my goal to finish something for once. And I don't want to be consumed in flames.

Kriss – Thanks. I will try and spell-check it a little bit more thoroughly from now on. It's a bit late for a BETA but I'll manage.