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

I just couldn't believe what I saw landing in front of me, a note, from Kiyoko, damn she had the nerve to owl me. Better yet she acted as though everything was peachy and not a GOD DAMNED thing ever happened. HUH! I hastily grabbed my quill and some paper and jot down:

What the hell is wrong with you! I am REALLY tired of having to always read about YOUR problems! I mean come on now whining over some boy, will you get a life!

Serafina Snape.

I punctured a small hole in the paper while adding the period next to my name, never the less I sent it off you her then walked to the girls dorms and prepared for bed.

(next morning)

I had skipped breakfast today and was resting in a chair in my mom's living quarters having a nice conversation with her. "Sera please, there is no need to get hostile when I mention Harry Potter in any way, shape, or form." Taking a deep breath followed by a sigh I looked up at her with a little unease. "I'm sorry, its just I'd rather not hear that name for a while if at all possible. I mean you know what happened." She nodded then poured some tea for the both of us. After a moment of silence my mom set her cup down, "Your father told me about your.. Well uhh…" She motioned to my left arm. A look of sorrow hung in her eyes, it had to be a lot harder for her knowing that I was forced to join the Death Eaters. I looked down a my still slightly burning left fore arm then gave a light sight, looking back up at her mournfully I simply nodded.

After Finishing up our tea we parted ways, mom went off to teach to teach her subject and I went to my first and favorite class of the day, Potions. When it came to the Slytherin's Slughorn favored me, he said I defiantly had my fathers ability when it came to potion making. So of course I was passing that class with flying colors, see the thing is I had been secretly raiding my fathers personal storage of potion ingredients. I've been practicing and also creating my own, also finding ways on how to cut the time it takes to make some potions in half or shortening them up even more so! Ah, its good to have my dad be the ex potions master otherwise I'd more that likely be getting caught by Slughorn and having another good twenty detentions added onto my still ever growing list of detentions; its like I practically lived in detention. Well after leaving potions I was wandering throughout the halls care free, until Hermione and Kiyoko passed me. Hermione had waved at me, but I completely ignored her and walked over to Pansy whom I have actually made some what friends with and we made our way to our next class, DADA. As we walked into class my father gave me one of his reassuring grins with out even grinning, if that makes any sense at all, its just I could see it in his eyes. I gave a really simple smile and then took my seat in between Draco and Crabe. Pansy sat on the other side of Draco and Goyle sat next to Crabe. We were all joking around and having a good time, until Pansy, Crabe, and Goyle started talking down about the Gryffindor's we had to share the class with. Draco just looked away from them as I questioned him, "what wrong with you, you were happy all of five seconds ago." Draco then shock his head then just as he was about to say anything my dad broke in to start the class. "Today we will yet again be practicing how to conjure a spell without speaking, you will also be paired into partners randomly."

A few groups had been picked when I heard my named called, I then sat up attentively and waited to see who my partner would be. Once I saw the piece of paper fly up into the air I fidgeted impatiently. He snatched it from in the air and looked at it and his eyes widened in a worried look, "Mr. Potter." I didn't wait a moment, I jumped out of my seat and slammed my hand on the table, " This… this is UNJUST!"

"This is cruel punishment," announced Harry and I glared at him.

"Mr. Potter, Sera, I do not want to hear any more of it, now get to now, do I make myself clear?" I nodded then gripped my wand tightly, I glared and gave a low growl as I stiffly walked over towards Harry. He was glaring and me and I, scowled at him, and with a heavy sigh we began to practice, or at lease he did. "I can't believe this, I can't believe this! Out of everyone in the class I had to be paired with you, I mean at least Pansy got some one decent like Goyle," I though out loud and Harry rolled his eyes at me.

"You know this is no walk in the park for me either," he snapped at me. Glaring at one another my fathers voice broke in startling me at bit, "Mr. Potter, Mrs. Snape, I expected to see some sort of progress by now, well if I don't see any soon you can both be practicing it after school in detention." I nodded then scowled at Harry again, but that soon turned to me chuckling at his sad attempts to conjure a spell.

I had turned around to see how either Pansy or Draco was doing, and the next thing I knew I landed face first on the ground. The bastard had actually knocked me down. I had lift myself up on to my knees and I either heard laughter or 'are you ok Sera?" I quickly turned around sending an expelliarmus at him and knocked him down, then I glared triumphantly down at with a sight giggle. I watched him sit up and I went to stand, but before I could get on my feet I had flipped over a chair, laying on the floor again. I heard my dad's voice seeming to be coming from behind me announce, " THAT IS ENOUGH!" That wasn't going to stop me, I was even more riled up now; placing my finger beneath my noise I saw my fingers covered with blood. Before I even knew I was up off the ground and launching at Harry with nothing more but a closed fist. The class went into a roar and I knocked Harry down, and I was punching. The next moment I felt my head slam on the stone floor and he had me pinned down, he was also punching with just as much, if not more strength as me. It was long though I was back up and defending myself again, though it wasn't going to last long. My dad started pulling me off of Harry and dragging me away from our battle. I felt my leg dangling and my dad holding me back tight and saw Hermione, Kiyoko, and Ron helping Harry up off the floor. "POTTER DUMBLEDOR'S OFFICE NOW," he then put me down after Harry left, "SERAFINA MARISSA SNAPE IN MY OFFICE NOW!" I stormed into his office and slammed the door behind me, after cooling down a bit I made my way to the mirror to examine my stinging face. I had a cracked lower lip, a small bump on the back of my head, two black eyes, a few minor cut and burses, the sleeve on my uniform was ripped and I had a cut there, it also seemed that I had yet again broke my noise. I then turned around when I heard arguing coming from behind the door as both my mom and dad walked in. "Serafina what the bloody hell were you thinking," my mother started out with a angered tone.

"Clearly she wasn't thinking at all," my dad had replied sarcastically but then his smirk seemed to fade when mom glared at him.

"It was only self def-"

"Self defense my arse Sera," he interrupted me in the middle.

"No matter WHAT it is you don not have the right to attack someone like that Serafina," she was very serious, it was quite frightening actually. I have never seen her this pissed, and I didn't want to see it again, and even the 'cold hearted git' my dad was even showing his was a little frightened. She then grabbed his arm and drug him into a separate room and began discussing something. After they seemed to reach and agreement they walked out of the room and my dad started, "One full month of detention."

From there my mom continued, " and for that month you are also grounded, meaning you will go to meals and classes as normal. Then you are allowed a half hour in the Slytherin common room to collect for clothes for the next day. Then you will report to either your father or my room and stay there under our watch for the rest of the night." My jaw dropped, this was just overly cruel, but if I was them I would probably do the same… I think.

After the getting yelled at I walked up to the Slytherin common room, and I was welcomed as a hero, there was applause and cheering, and people from other years I'd never talked to congratulating me. We also had a small party going on, and some how some of the seventh years had snuck in alcohol, and most of the fifth sixth and seventh years drank, minus me. I already learned my lesion when it came to that, I just have a cigarette and enjoyed the half hour I had.

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