Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters.

Summary: It's been twenty years since the Battle of Hogwarts. Life has been quiet for Harry Potter, but things are about to change. A new professor at Hogwarts, an unfulfilled prophecy, and something left behind by the Half-Blood Prince will quickly put him back up against old

foes.

Author's Note: This is the first time a chapter is not from Harry's POV. While it will be mostly his, there are a few chapters that won't be. Hope you like it!


With the crack of an apparition, Ana found herself in an alley right outside of a muggle neighborhood in Surrey. As she walked out into a street, she stopped near a muggle vehicle to check her reflection. It had been a while since she had worn anything but wizarding robes and was slightly paranoid that she wouldn't be able to blend in. Smoothing out the pencil skirt she had on one more time, she took a deep breath and began walking towards her destination.

When the Headmistress had requested her help going to talk to a muggleborn about their upcoming acceptance into Hogwarts, she had been rather nervous. Normally it was the job of the Deputy Headmaster, but Professor Flitwick had been unable to make the journey this time. Knowing Ana had a decent amount of experience in the muggle world, McGonagall had called on her to step in. Eager for the older woman's approval and to demonstrate she was serious about continuing to work at Hogwarts, she accepted quickly.

The school's inability to keep a potions professor for very long ever since the war was something Ana had been aware of coming into the position. She was pretty sure that was why Minerva hadn't been too worried about how young she was. That and the connection the two had shared. Though, she had been quick to assure the young witch that she would be tied for the youngest person to ever have the job.

For her entire life, Ana had felt a connection to Hogwarts and wanted more than anything to be there. Unfortunately, her guardians didn't think it would be wise for her to go there so sent her to Ilvermorny instead. While she had mostly enjoyed her time there, she never felt like she belonged there. Even at her sorting, it seemed for a while that none of the houses were going to choose her.

Being able to teach at Hogwarts had been a dream come true for her and she was determined to prove herself to not only the Headmistress but to the other professors and students as well. That being the case, she took every and all assignment that they had for her. Which was how she found herself standing outside of a decent-sized home.

Taking a deep breath, she raised her hand to knock on the door. When the door opened to reveal a tall man, she smiled brightly at him. "Hello, you must be Mr. Dursley. May I speak to you a moment about your daughter Violet?"


Ana grinned brightly as the young girl in front of her made a flower that matched her name appear in her hand. "That's amazing Violet. You're already very talented, I can see. You'll do very well at Hogwarts." She said as she looked across at the girl's father with a reassuring smile.

As it turned out, her trip to this muggle family had gone a lot easier than she had been expecting. Mr. Dursley seemed to already be very aware of the magical world and had been expecting his daughter's acceptance into Hogwarts when she had started doing accidental magic when she was five years old. "Do you have any other questions for me, Mr. Dursley?"

"Please, call me Dudley. And no, not at the moment I don't think." Dudley responded as he affectionately pat his daughter on the back when she showed him the flower in her hand.

Ana nodded. "Well, if you change your mind, you can always write to me." She assured him. "May I ask how you were already aware of the existence of magic? Do you have another muggleborn in the family?" She asked curiously.

"My cousin is a wizard. Though I don't believe he's counted as a 'muggleborn' but from what I understand, my aunt was." Dudley replied. "Maybe you know him? His name is Harry Potter."

The young witches' eyes widened. "Harry Potter is your cousin? I'm pretty sure everyone knows who he is. I've only met him once personally. But I teach both of his sons."

"I think his youngest is just about my Vi's age. Hopefully, they'll get on well. It would be good for her to know someone there." The muggle man replied.

"I assure you; she will be well looked after. Hogwarts is a very close community, especially within the houses. She'll make plenty of friends in no time."

As Ana stood to shake Dudley's hand and leave, she met the eyes of an older woman who was standing in the hallway. Before she could greet the woman though, she glared at the witch and quickly walked up towards her. "What are you doing in my home?" She demanded.

Ana looked at the woman, slightly stunned. "I-I'm sorry?"

Dudley jumped up when he saw his mother enter the room and moved in between her and the witch. "Mum-"he began but he was cut off.

Petunia looked straight past him to Ana. "Don't play dumb with me. You may be changing your appearance, but I know better!"

"Ma'am I assure you, whoever you think I am, I'm not." Ana said in calm voice, looking at Dudley in confusion.

"And to try and use her face! You're just as awful as you were as a child!" Petunia yelled.

Ana began to make her way towards the door. "I think I better go." She said.

Dudley led Petunia towards the couch to sit her down. Ana didn't hear what he said to her but the woman seemed to calm down. Dudley came back towards her as she put on her coat. "I apologize for my mother, she's not well. She was diagnosed with dementia a few years back and her bad days have seemed to increase as Violet's shown more and more magic."

Ana raised an eyebrow at him. "She's not a big fan of magic, then?"

The man ran a hand through his hair and shook his head. "Never has been. She never really spoke about it. Didn't even tell Harry what he was before he got into Hogwarts."

"I wonder if that's who she thought I was then," Ana responded. She had no idea that the muggle relatives that raised the Chosen One hadn't liked magic. Though she imagined there was a reason Harry kept that to himself.

Dudley sighed. "I don't know. Every once in a while, she goes on rants about her sister and some boy that she always referred to as 'awful'. I don't think she's talking about Harry though."

"Maybe his father then," Ana said with a shrug.

"I assume so. From what I know, they're the only magical people she's ever come in contact with."

"Well, either way, I hope that her reaction doesn't change your decision about sending Violet to Hogwarts." The professor said.

He shook his head. "She'll be there. I've talked to my wife about it at length since Vi's shown the signs. We both agreed it would be the best thing for her."

"Good, I'm glad. Thank you for your time, Mr. Dursley." Ana said, shaking his hand before leaving.

As the witch walked back down the path, she had come from to the apparition point so that she could return to Hogwarts, she thought about the Dursley woman. After being welcomed into the home by her son and granddaughter, Ana had let her guard down so the woman's behavior threw her for a loop. It would have been one thing if she had simply been upset at having a witch in the house, but she clearly thought Ana was someone else.

Just as she was about to apparate back to the entrance of Hogwarts, Ana changed her mind quickly. A split second later, she was standing at the entrance to the Ministry of Magic. Her mind had been on Harry since their discussion a few days before. There was something in the back of her mind that was telling her he hadn't been completely truthful with her. She knew he knew where that book came from.

Adding on what she had just experienced with his relatives, she knew she needed answers and she wasn't going to leave until she got them. When she entered the building, she immediately told the security that she was sent by McGonagall to speak to Harry in person about a Hogwarts matter. Luckily, the guard didn't seem at all interested so let her in. Fleeting she wondered how good the security could possibly be if it was so easy to see Harry.

After a few minutes of getting lost and asking more than one person to point her in the direction of his office, she finally found it. When the door swung open, she was somewhat surprised to be facing not only Harry but the other two-thirds of the Golden Trio she had read about as well. "Umm hi. I was just wondering if I could have a word with you, Harry."

Harry stood up and walked towards her. "Uh Professor, is everything alright? Is something wrong at Hogwarts? Or with the boys?"

Ana quickly shook her head. "No, no. Hogwarts is fine and so are your sons. I actually just had something to discuss with you." She said, glancing nervously at the other two occupants of the room before continuing. "Today I delivered a Hogwarts letter to a muggleborn student that I believe has a relation to you. A Violet Dursley."

"Dudley's daughter? She's a witch?" Harry asked, frowning a bit at the revelation. He didn't keep in good contact with his cousin, but he knew he had a daughter about the same age as Lily. "How'd they take it?"

"Your cousin seemed to have been expecting my visit. Said she had been performing accidental magic since she was five." Ana replied. "Your aunt on the other hand seemed less than thrilled."

The wizard sighed and ran a hand through his dark hair. "Not surprising. I don't think she'll ever change her opinions."

Ana nodded. "While I did find it odd that I had been the one to be given the assignment of informing your relatives they had another witch in the family, there was one thing that happened specifically I wanted to speak to you about. Your aunt seemed to think that I was someone else. Thought that I was using a charm to disguise my appearance. I thought maybe she thought I was you but your cousin disagreed."

"What exactly did she say to you?" Harry asked, visibly tensing.

"She said something about me 'using her face to trick her' and being just as 'awful as I was as a child." Ana explained. "Do you think she maybe thought I was your father?"

The three older people in the room shared knowing glances at each other before Harry shook his head slowly. "She didn't know my father when he was a child."

Ana had clocked the way the others were looking at each other. Looking at Harry, she could see the same look of shock on his face that he had when he saw her book. "Then do you know who she means?"

"I don't-"

If there was one thing Ana had prided herself on since becoming a teacher was her ability to control her temper. As a child she had an awful one and often lost control of it. It had taken a lot of work to be able to reign it in when necessary. Right now, however, she had no such control. Just by the look in Harry's eyes, she could tell he was planning on lying to her. "Don't. Lie. To. Me." She ground out, approaching Harry. "I know you lied to me about not knowing who the Half-Blood Prince is and you're trying to do it again."

Any doubt that Harry had in the back of his mind that the woman in front of him was Severus Snape's daughter flew out the window. Though she didn't seem to look much like him, her black eyes that seemed to be set ablaze by anger gave her identity away. Apparently, Harry wasn't the only one that saw it.

"She's Snape's daughter alright," Ron muttered to Hermione loud enough for everyone in the room to hear.

Ana's eyes quickly moved from Harry to Ron. "What did you just say?"

"Ronald." Hermione admonished, hitting his arm.

Harry walked closer to Ana. "You're right. I was lying. I just…I needed to make sure what I thought I knew was true before I told you."

The young witch took a deep breath, the anger leaving her as her heart started pounding. "He said Snape. Severus Snape?" She questioned. Ana had spent a long time reading about the wizarding war when she was growing up and that name had come up a lot. She was also painfully aware that the only other person to get the potions professor job at Hogwarts as young as her was him.

Harry took a deep breath and nodded. "Yes. I believe he's your father." He said softly. "Obviously, we don't know for sure but all the signs point to it."

Ana felt like her head was spinning. She had to get out of there. The last thing she needed was to break down in front of Harry and his friends. "I uh…I have to get back to Hogwarts." She said softly, mouth dry.

"Ana, please, let's talk about this," Harry said, seeing her start to head for the door.

She shook her head. "I just…I just need some time to think."

As much as he didn't want her to go right away, Harry knew how overwhelmed she must be feeling at the moment. "Okay… uh…why don't you use the Floo? It's connected to the Headmistress' office." He said, gesturing to the fireplace.

Ana nodded and thanked him quickly before making her exit without another word. As she disappeared through the fire, only one thought was in her head. Her worst fear had come true.

She was the daughter of a Death Eater.