The Best Years of Our Lives (a Hogwarts story)

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter I simply own the Idea for this story and my Character Serafina. Kiyoko is copy write of my friend who is writing the next chapter.

By: KaityXBlindXAngel

Sera's POV

Scratching down on some paper I wrote to Kiyo.

Heylo Kiyo,

It seems cool here, it will defiantly need some getting use to, but I really hope I have some classes with you also.

After signing it I sent it off not long after that I became very sleepy.

Monday morning

I woke up with a groan, knowing that I had classes, so I got dressed into the uniform. Of course I put on a pair of pants, I wasn't about to start wearing no damned skirt; and I slipped into my good old Chuck Taylor's. I applied my eyeliner on, think as usual and just some clear lip-gloss, since that all I ever wore. After brushing my already bone straight hair, I casually walked into the common room. But of course there sitting in one of the leather chairs was the fucking PREFECT of the house, Draco Malfoy. He was fine for that one day at his house but after that her quickly became on of those people I could only stand for a few hours at a time. "And where are you going Miss Snape," he said with a grin.

"For a morning walk if you don't mind princess," I said then walking out without another word. As I walked thought the halls I noticed three people, I knew they were not from the same house because Draco didn't make it his priority to introduce them. The tallest one had red hair, was tan, and had freckles covering all of his face and arms. The second one was a girl, she was also tan, had light brown bushy hair, and did not look amused at all. The third had jet-black hair just above his shoulders his hair also looked very messy, like he had just rolled out of bed. He was also thin and pale; I don't really have any room to talk though. Anyways he was a little shorter than the red head; he also wore circular glasses and had AMAZING green eyes. I found myself staring at the third one and sure enough I walked right into someone, "Oh, I'm so sor-"

"Its ok, hey why are you up so early Sera," Kiyoko questioned me.

"Oh, me couldn't sleep," I followed her outside and sat under a tree.

"Hey what classes do you have today," she asked as I took out a piece of paper and handed it to her. She looked at the paper and giggled while I gave her my 'are you ok' look. She handed the paper back to me, "you have all first year classes?"

I gave her a stern look while I shoved the paper back into my pants packet. "Well you know Kiyo the IS my first year here," I laid back into the grass, looking up at the morning sky. A moment later Kiyo said, "Hey I'm hungry why not go get some breakfast."

Not long after we walked into the Great Hall people started Filing in. Kiyo sat over at the Gryffindor table and myself, I sat at the Slytherin table. I wanted to go over and talk to Kiyo, but I knew that I shouldn't. So naturally I thought screw what they think, and I was about to until Draco sat next to me and opened his damned mouth. As soon as I had a moment of freedom the bells chimed and everyone headed off to their classes. I hurried off to my first class of the day, Muggle Studies; I sat in the middle of the class next to some first year Slytherin.

A moment later a woman walked in with a smile across her face as she made her way to the front of the class. I was shocked when I had seen her face she, well she looked like me. The only differences were she had a scar over her left eye, wavy hair, squared off thin glasses, and violet eyes. She was also tan and had a WAY different body structure than me. "Good morning class and welcome to your first day of Muggle Studies, before anything else I will take role call." She kept the smile on her face as she called out the names of every Hufflepuff and Slytherin in the room; she slowed down at the end of the list, "Serafina...SNAPE!" I simply looked up and said, "I," she looked very shocked then returned to her smile. "Well lets see you will all call me Professor Pure," she continued on; the name 'Pure' I swear I had heard the name before, I just couldn't remember where. After class ended everyone left, except me, Professor Pure had asked me to stay behind. I walked up to her desk, "you wanted to see me Professor?"

"Yes I did," she smiled, "and you are 16 aren't you?"

"Yes," I said a bit confused.

"You would most likely want to be with people your age then, well Serafina, How about I set up something with the Headmaster, after every week we see how you are doing. From there Professor Dumbledor will see if you should be pushed up a year or not."

"You... you would do that... for me!"

"Of course," she smiled, "well you best be off to your next class."

"Yeah, thank you so much Professor," I said with a smile and ran off to my class.

The rest of the day went by fine until I found myself lost on my way to my second to last class, Defense Against the Dark Arts. I stopped outside of the class knowing I was late so I sighed; pushing open the door I seen my dad at the front of the class as I slipped in. "Ah, Serafina how nice of you to join us," he said coldly. "I'm sorry da- Sir, I got lost," I tried not to break eye contact. "I see, well do not let this happen again, not please take your seat." I sat in the only chair available, which was front row center. My father continues on talking about the class and the important of it at this time.

After that I walked to my last class, flying lessons. The thought of flying a broom was cool when you were a little kid, but not so much now, I was still excited to fly one. After about ten minutes everyone was in the air trying to fly, and most of them succeeding. I on the other hand was having the most trouble keeping control. It was not long before I found myself kissing the wall... literally. I had flown face first into the castle.

After dinner, Snape's room

I walked in seeing my dad reading a book, so I covered my nose and mouth then sat on the couch. "Why weren't you at dinner Sera," he glanced up from the book for a quick second. Still covering the lower half of my face I said, "oh, I wasn't hungry so I... umm stayed in to common room and read."

"I think you're lying to me, is that why you won't show your face," he questioned as he set down the book. I sighed and a moment letter took down my hand revealing my face. A band aid over my broken nose, giant brose on the right side of my face, a cut upper lip, and a swollen lower lip. "DEAR MERLIN," he exclaimed as his eyes widened, "what the bloody hell happened to you?"

"I got in a fight with the wall."

"What did you do that for?"

"I didn't mean to... I kinda lost control of the damn broom."

"Ouch, well I'm glad I'm not the only one in the family who can't fly," he said as her continued to examining my injuries.

"What do you mean, who CAN fly?"

"Your mother, she was a beater for the Slytherin quidditch team, and a very good one. She apparently is the only one in this family who can fly a broom." I tried to smile but didn't have much success, I really never knew anything about my real parents, but now I wanted to know. "Is that the only thing she did while she was here?"

"Sang, besides that I can't really think of anything, only her bastard friends she had."

"Bastard friends, how do you mean?"

"I mean the people I HATE... they were Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, and James Potter," his voice grew angrier with each name. I knew I shouldn't ask any more at that time, so I didn't. After a few minutes of nothing he finally seemed to calm down, "You know Sera if you want I have a wound-healing potion if you want it, it won't too much for you nose though."

After taking the potion I watched as my brose, cut, and swollen lip faded only leaving me with a simple broken nose. After telling him about my day he escorted me back to the common room for two reasons, we shouldn't be out this late and, he was being a protective dad. Once I got into the common room I rushed up to the dorm and practically fell fast asleep.