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Chapter 1: The Letter

November 30th, 1991

"Sienna Noel, if you don't put down my wand now you are going to break it and mummy will have to get a new one!"

Alesia's temper running thin, ran a hand through her dark brown hair. This is the 3rd time she had asked her daughter to stop pretending she was an auror fighting the Dark Lord, but much like her godfather, Remus, the child did not let that slow her down. Sienna, now standing five foot two inches, swung herself around like she was ready for a duel and poked her mother with her wand. "Ha! I got you now, Voldem-".. "Don't. You. Dare. Say that name." Alesia's face turned grim as she scolded her child. Sienna sucked in her lips as if she just ate an entire jar of assorted sour strips from Honeyduke's.

Sienna put her mother's wand slowly on the table, muttering a low "sorry mum". Alesia, feeling guilty for yelling at her child, smiled and nodded at her, thanking her for listening. Sienna sat at the small cherrywood dining room table, sighing. "When is it going to be my turn to get my wand? I've been waiting for ages!" Sienna threw her arms in front of her on the table dramatically and sighed again. "Will I ever find relief?!" Alesia giggled and shook her head, continuing to wash the dishes she had in her hand. "I don't know where you get your dramatic antics from, Sea." Sienna shrugged her shoulders. "Probably my dad."

Alesia, shocked from the remark, dropped the plate in her hand into the sink, creating a loud CLUNK. She whipped her head around, eyeing her daughter curiously. "What did you just say?" She almost thought she dreamt that comment. Sienna slowly sank into her chair, knowing she said something she wasn't supposed to. "I...uh…said I probably get my dramatic antics from my father." Alesia stared at her with a blank face. Oh Merlin, not this conversation. Not now.

Alesia turned herself back to the dishes and continued to wash them, awkwardly. "Your father is not a nice man, Sea. He's hurt many people."

"So you do know what he is like."

"That's enough, Sienna."

"Surely you can tell me something, mum!"

"I said that's enough!"

Alesia dropped the same plate in the sink, water splashing onto her face and clothes. She didn't bother to turn to her daughter, knowing that she got the message since Sienna did not utter another word. Just as she was about to go back to washing the dishes, a gray owl with big white spots landed on the window sill in front of the sink, begging to be let in from the dark, cold fall night.

Alesia silently thanked Merlin for the distraction from the previous conversation and opened the window for the owl. She grabbed a treat, muttering "thank you Hartley!" Hartley dropped the small letter and squealed, flying away with her prize. Alesia read the envelope which was written in beautiful calligraphy, "Ms. Sienna Noel Snape. 56 Breakton Road. London, England, United Kingdom 12345." Alesia glanced towards the top left of the envelope and raised her eyebrows at the return address. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Alesia smirked at the envelope. "Oh Sienna dear, there's a letter here for you," Sienna's head popped up from the table and whipped her face towards her mother. "Really?! For me?!" She almost flew out of her chair trying to get to her mum as quick as possible. "Lemme see, lemme see!" The poor girl was dying of anticipation. Alesia smirked while handing her the letter. Sienna stared at it as if she just won the first golden ticket to the muggle candy factory she has seen all over the television. She gently turned over the envelope to open it, peeling back the glossy red seal that kept it closed. Once she finally took out the piece of parchment, she unfolded it.

With a genuine smile on her face, Alesia watched as the almost eleven year old read the letter carefully. She almost saw herself reading her own acceptance letter that she received almost 20 years ago. Sienna's big blue eyes scanned the piece of parchment, careful to read each sentence and word correctly. A big smile broke out onto her face. Suddenly, she erupted.

"I'M FINALLY GOING TO SCHOOL!"

August 27, 1992.

Remus and Alesia watched as Sienna stared in awe at the many wands that filled every shelf in the store. Ollivander smiled at the young girl, waiting patiently for her to choose the wand that called to her. Sienna, feeling overwhelmed and nervous, slowly pulled a box off the shelf on the right side of the shop and walked to Ollivander to open it up. The old man smiled at her. "Ah yes — Willow wood, 11.5 inches, unicorn hair, slightly yielding.. give it a wave, girl." Sienna took the wand out of the box and waved it once. A brilliant yellow light emerged at the tip, signaling that it was the perfect match. Alesia smiled at her, soaking in the moment of watching her daughter find the perfect wand. Remus also smiled, remembering the first time he stepped into Ollivander's. "She'll be an auror before she knows it!" Sienna turned and smiled at her godfather, almost squealing with excitement.

Sienna was buzzing around Flourish and Botts, examining all the wonderful books she has not seen before. Alesia and Remus watched her, whispering to each other softly.

"She's going to have to know about him, Al."

Alesia kept her eyes on her daughter, thinking about the situation that will unfold. She slowly nodded, agreeing with him. "How do I tell her that he isn't a good man, Remus? I don't want her to be heart broken."

"Severus wanted to help James and Lily; he meant no harm."

"But he's his follower!"

"You know he worked for Dumbledore secretly. He was a spy, Al."

"But he was a death eater, Remus. He can't be around her."

"She will be around him regardless if you like it or not. She must know who he is."

Alesia took a deep breath. This was the conversation she has been dreading since the day Sienna was born. She nodded her head again, "Alright. I'll talk to her tonight." Remus grinned softly at her. "Do you want me to be there when you tell her?" Alesia shook her head side to side, her dark brown hair falling past her shoulders. "No, she deserves to hear it from me. That's the least I can do for her." Remus nodded, understanding.

Sienna was looking at the collection of Gilderoy Lockhart novels that happened to be displayed on a table. She noticed there was also a stand of his books, including a picture of him holding a broomstick and waving. Quills sat at the left side of the table, waiting to be dipped in black ink. She raised an eyebrow, wondering what on earth they were doing there.

Slowly walking past the table, not paying attention to where she was walking, Sienna bumped into something and stumbled back slightly. "Hey! Watch where you're going!"

She looked up, a young boy with bright blonde hair and deep grey eyes looked at her as if she just killed his pet owl. Scolding the boy, she said, "It's not like I did it on purpose. I'm sorry for running into you."

"You should be! You nearly scuffed my new shoes!"

Sienna looked down at the shiny black leather dress shoes the boy was wearing. She rolled her eyes. "Again, I didn't mean to."

The boy glared at her, "I'm assuming you're not worth my time since you don't understand the worth of these shoes."

Sienna raised an eyebrow, annoyed that she was just addressed as if she were lesser than him. However, she rolled her eyes at the boy. "I wish I cared enough. Good day." With a turn on her heel, she walked back to her mother and Remus.

Remus smiled at Sienna and looked down at his watch. "I must be going girls, I have to take some medicine before it gets late." He leaned down to kiss Alesia on the cheek, as well as Sienna. Sienna smiled and waved, "Bye, Remus! I'll miss you!" Remus hugged the girl. "You will do amazing, Sea. Don't forget to shine through all the tough situations. I am only an owl away."

Sienna hugged him back and released the man before he apparted within the blink of an eye. Alesia grinned at the girl. "Why don't we go look for an owl for you?" Sienna's eyes grew to the size of plates. She nodded and pulled on her mother's hand so they could get there faster. Alesia laughed while being dragged by the eleven year old girl she called her daughter.