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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Holy fuck, how old am I?" Was my first sentence to Severus Snape. Laugh all you want, but I was so busy planning decades into the future that I forgot that Snape turned up the year before Lils and I went to Hogwarts. Yeah, it was kinda embarassing. He thought I was mentally challenged afterwards. Until I opened my mouth five minutes later./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"For someone who took the quiz like a dozen times and got Ravenclaw or Slytherin strong style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"every. single. time./strong I'm rather dumb sometimes. For now, I'm blaming it on mental immaturity. Physically, I'm ten, and my brain chemistry is the same, and there is nothing I can do about it. It's maddening. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Anyway, after our rocky start, we became very good friends with Snape, though I occasionally called him Snivellus as a friendly joke to get him used to it before the damn Marauders. No matter that they were eleven when they started, the fact remains that Lupin the 'nice one' said casually that James Potter didn't hex Snape on dates in front of Lily. Implying that he still hexed him - at seventeen. So much for maturity. I never liked Snape that much either, there are way better ways to maintain a cover than child abuse. But he's ten now, and he was Lils best friend for years and so I'm giving him a chance. It's nice actually, he's got a very dry sense of humour and he's a genius. He, Lils and I are the original Golden Trio (except we can't be because at least one of us will be in Slytherin). Eileen Prince is probably one of my favourite people ever. Not as a character from the book, but in real life. She's so nice and kind and (dare I say it) sweet. I can see now why she never left Tobias. There's something about her that makes her, not exactly weak, but less willing to hurt those she loves, and if she has us protecting Sevvy then it is easier for her to stay with Tobias, because for some reason she still loves the asshole. If it were up to me, he would have been dead years ago, but he's not. I think that Eileen's 'inner circle' if you will, is her weakness. She literally can't hurt them. Not magically or phyiscally, but she has wired it into her brain, and unfortunately her shitty abusive husband is still part of her circle. Dick. Not Eileen, fucking Tobias Snape. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Lils and I met Severus Snape one morning on the 24th August 1970. It was still warm, so Mum let us grab light cardigans and go to the park while Petunia studied. How the bitch managed to hold a grudge against me and Lils for a decade because we weren't pretty enough when we were born was beyond me. Mum and Dad are the best parents in the entire universe, but somehow they had fucking Petunia./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Anyway, back to the story. We were swinging as normal, and no one was there, or so we thought. So Lils jumped off. It was rather pitiful by our standards and I said so. "Then do better yourself Ianthe! Bet you can't!"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Can too! You're just jealous!" Never let it be said that the Evans (Verl) temper skipped either of us by. I swung to high that I was almost more than horizontal (thank you magic). before jumping off and continuing the arc to the top of the nearby oak tree, then plunging so fast that Lils let out a terrified shriek, stopping just before the ground and stepping lightly onto it as if I had stopped the swing rather than leaping about four metres into the air off of it. Lils rolled her eyes./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Your just cheating."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Can't cheat, its magic." Lily rolled her eyes, unable to retort to my, admittedly childish, reply. It was very airtight, if simple. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Then there was a rustle and a little boy the same age as us (well, a little older than Lily and a little younger than me) stepped from behind the bushes. He had a long black coat and a white blouse, rather ill-fitting, with sallow skin and greasy black hair. His thin face was alight with delight./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Your magic too! You're witches aren't you!"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"My reply...wasn't the most intelligent./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"*********************/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Hello? Are you still there? Yeah sorry, connection was kinda bad. Anyway, where was I? /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Oh yeah. Sevvie's entrance into our life. Yeah, I think I've covered everything. Mum and Dad basically adopted him and Eileen, Petunia hates them both, thinks their freaks. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"All this though, is just leading into the next big thing- Minnie McG./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"My birthday was the 21st of September, and I turned eleven several weeks after meeting Severus Snape. I had cake, and presents and happy birthday songs and sulks from Petunia. All in all, a pretty normal birthday. It was the day after that was unusual. Knowing that McGonagall would show up anytime in the next week or so, I was up and dressed way before I normally was. We were all eating breakfast and chatting and whatnot, and then there was a sharp knock on the door. Dad opened it and then called us into the living room. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Grams took one look at Minerva McGonagall and went white as a sheet. Yeah, my dad's mum lives with us. She was really beautiful when she was younger, with jet black curly hair, silver eyes and proud carven features. Actually, she still is. Her hair is just white. Dad and Mum freaked out and Lils, Petunia and I were just sitting there wondering whay the heck was going on. Everything settled down eventually, and then the professor gave me my letter along with the explanation that magic existed. I'm ninety percent certain that she didn't excpect me and Lils nodding and moving on. I mean, Sevvie and Eileen had already told us all about magic so. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"What no one expected was Grams reaction.../p
div class="userstuff module" style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: relative; width: 328.188px; float: none; overflow-wrap: break-word;" role="article"
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Holy fuck, how old am I?" Was my first sentence to Severus Snape. Laugh all you want, but I was so busy planning decades into the future that I forgot that Snape turned up the year before Lils and I went to Hogwarts. Yeah, it was kinda embarassing. He thought I was mentally challenged afterwards. Until I opened my mouth five minutes later./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"For someone who took the quiz like a dozen times and got Ravenclaw or Slytherin strong style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"every. single. time./strong I'm rather dumb sometimes. For now, I'm blaming it on mental immaturity. Physically, I'm ten, and my brain chemistry is the same, and there is nothing I can do about it. It's maddening. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Anyway, after our rocky start, we became very good friends with Snape, though I occasionally called him Snivellus as a friendly joke to get him used to it before the damn Marauders. No matter that they were eleven when they started, the fact remains that Lupin the 'nice one' said casually that James Potter didn't hex Snape on dates in front of Lily. Implying that he still hexed him - at seventeen. So much for maturity. I never liked Snape that much either, there are way better ways to maintain a cover than child abuse. But he's ten now, and he was Lils best friend for years and so I'm giving him a chance. It's nice actually, he's got a very dry sense of humour and he's a genius. He, Lils and I are the original Golden Trio (except we can't be because at least one of us will be in Slytherin). Eileen Prince is probably one of my favourite people ever. Not as a character from the book, but in real life. She's so nice and kind and (dare I say it) sweet. I can see now why she never left Tobias. There's something about her that makes her, not exactly weak, but less willing to hurt those she loves, and if she has us protecting Sevvy then it is easier for her to stay with Tobias, because for some reason she still loves the asshole. If it were up to me, he would have been dead years ago, but he's not. I think that Eileen's 'inner circle' if you will, is her weakness. She literally can't hurt them. Not magically or phyiscally, but she has wired it into her brain, and unfortunately her shitty abusive husband is still part of her circle. Dick. Not Eileen, fucking Tobias Snape. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Lils and I met Severus Snape one morning on the 24th August 1970. It was still warm, so Mum let us grab light cardigans and go to the park while Petunia studied. How the bitch managed to hold a grudge against me and Lils for a decade because we weren't pretty enough when we were born was beyond me. Mum and Dad are the best parents in the entire universe, but somehow they had fucking Petunia./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Anyway, back to the story. We were swinging as normal, and no one was there, or so we thought. So Lils jumped off. It was rather pitiful by our standards and I said so. "Then do better yourself Ianthe! Bet you can't!"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Can too! You're just jealous!" Never let it be said that the Evans (Verl) temper skipped either of us by. I swung to high that I was almost more than horizontal (thank you magic). before jumping off and continuing the arc to the top of the nearby oak tree, then plunging so fast that Lils let out a terrified shriek, stopping just before the ground and stepping lightly onto it as if I had stopped the swing rather than leaping about four metres into the air off of it. Lils rolled her eyes./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Your just cheating."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Can't cheat, its magic." Lily rolled her eyes, unable to retort to my, admittedly childish, reply. It was very airtight, if simple. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Then there was a rustle and a little boy the same age as us (well, a little older than Lily and a little younger than me) stepped from behind the bushes. He had a long black coat and a white blouse, rather ill-fitting, with sallow skin and greasy black hair. His thin face was alight with delight./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Your magic too! You're witches aren't you!"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"My reply...wasn't the most intelligent./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"*********************/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Hello? Are you still there? Yeah sorry, connection was kinda bad. Anyway, where was I? /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Oh yeah. Sevvie's entrance into our life. Yeah, I think I've covered everything. Mum and Dad basically adopted him and Eileen, Petunia hates them both, thinks their freaks. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"All this though, is just leading into the next big thing- Minnie McG./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"My birthday was the 21st of September, and I turned eleven several weeks after meeting Severus Snape. I had cake, and presents and happy birthday songs and sulks from Petunia. All in all, a pretty normal birthday. It was the day after that was unusual. Knowing that McGonagall would show up anytime in the next week or so, I was up and dressed way before I normally was. We were all eating breakfast and chatting and whatnot, and then there was a sharp knock on the door. Dad opened it and then called us into the living room. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Grams took one look at Minerva McGonagall and went white as a sheet. Yeah, my dad's mum lives with us. She was really beautiful when she was younger, with jet black curly hair, silver eyes and proud carven features. Actually, she still is. Her hair is just white. Dad and Mum freaked out and Lils, Petunia and I were just sitting there wondering whay the heck was going on. Everything settled down eventually, and then the professor gave me my letter along with the explanation that magic existed. I'm ninety percent certain that she didn't excpect me and Lils nodding and moving on. I mean, Sevvie and Eileen had already told us all about magic so. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"What no one expected was Grams reaction.../p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"strongspan style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 1.286em; font-style: inherit;"AN: The Evanses are related to two pureblood families, hints are in the names throughout the story./spanspan style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 1.286em; font-style: inherit;"comment if you have worked out one or both of them ;)/span/strong/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"strongspan style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 1.286em; font-style: inherit;"Sorry, its rather short/span/strong/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Holy fuck, how old am I?" Was my first sentence to Severus Snape. Laugh all you want, but I was so busy planning decades into the future that I forgot that Snape turned up the year before Lils and I went to Hogwarts. Yeah, it was kinda embarassing. He thought I was mentally challenged afterwards. Until I opened my mouth five minutes later./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"For someone who took the quiz like a dozen times and got Ravenclaw or Slytherin strong style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"every. single. time./strong I'm rather dumb sometimes. For now, I'm blaming it on mental immaturity. Physically, I'm ten, and my brain chemistry is the same, and there is nothing I can do about it. It's maddening. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Anyway, after our rocky start, we became very good friends with Snape, though I occasionally called him Snivellus as a friendly joke to get him used to it before the damn Marauders. No matter that they were eleven when they started, the fact remains that Lupin the 'nice one' said casually that James Potter didn't hex Snape on dates in front of Lily. Implying that he still hexed him - at seventeen. So much for maturity. I never liked Snape that much either, there are way better ways to maintain a cover than child abuse. But he's ten now, and he was Lils best friend for years and so I'm giving him a chance. It's nice actually, he's got a very dry sense of humour and he's a genius. He, Lils and I are the original Golden Trio (except we can't be because at least one of us will be in Slytherin). Eileen Prince is probably one of my favourite people ever. Not as a character from the book, but in real life. She's so nice and kind and (dare I say it) sweet. I can see now why she never left Tobias. There's something about her that makes her, not exactly weak, but less willing to hurt those she loves, and if she has us protecting Sevvy then it is easier for her to stay with Tobias, because for some reason she still loves the asshole. If it were up to me, he would have been dead years ago, but he's not. I think that Eileen's 'inner circle' if you will, is her weakness. She literally can't hurt them. Not magically or phyiscally, but she has wired it into her brain, and unfortunately her shitty abusive husband is still part of her circle. Dick. Not Eileen, fucking Tobias Snape. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Lils and I met Severus Snape one morning on the 24th August 1970. It was still warm, so Mum let us grab light cardigans and go to the park while Petunia studied. How the bitch managed to hold a grudge against me and Lils for a decade because we weren't pretty enough when we were born was beyond me. Mum and Dad are the best parents in the entire universe, but somehow they had fucking Petunia./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Anyway, back to the story. We were swinging as normal, and no one was there, or so we thought. So Lils jumped off. It was rather pitiful by our standards and I said so. "Then do better yourself Ianthe! Bet you can't!"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Can too! You're just jealous!" Never let it be said that the Evans (Verl) temper skipped either of us by. I swung to high that I was almost more than horizontal (thank you magic). before jumping off and continuing the arc to the top of the nearby oak tree, then plunging so fast that Lils let out a terrified shriek, stopping just before the ground and stepping lightly onto it as if I had stopped the swing rather than leaping about four metres into the air off of it. Lils rolled her eyes./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Your just cheating."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Can't cheat, its magic." Lily rolled her eyes, unable to retort to my, admittedly childish, reply. It was very airtight, if simple. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Then there was a rustle and a little boy the same age as us (well, a little older than Lily and a little younger than me) stepped from behind the bushes. He had a long black coat and a white blouse, rather ill-fitting, with sallow skin and greasy black hair. His thin face was alight with delight./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Your magic too! You're witches aren't you!"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"My reply...wasn't the most intelligent./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"*********************/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Hello? Are you still there? Yeah sorry, connection was kinda bad. Anyway, where was I? /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Oh yeah. Sevvie's entrance into our life. Yeah, I think I've covered everything. Mum and Dad basically adopted him and Eileen, Petunia hates them both, thinks their freaks. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"All this though, is just leading into the next big thing- Minnie McG./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"My birthday was the 21st of September, and I turned eleven several weeks after meeting Severus Snape. I had cake, and presents and happy birthday songs and sulks from Petunia. All in all, a pretty normal birthday. It was the day after that was unusual. Knowing that McGonagall would show up anytime in the next week or so, I was up and dressed way before I normally was. We were all eating breakfast and chatting and whatnot, and then there was a sharp knock on the door. Dad opened it and then called us into the living room. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Grams took one look at Minerva McGonagall and went white as a sheet. Yeah, my dad's mum lives with us. She was really beautiful when she was younger, with jet black curly hair, silver eyes and proud carven features. Actually, she still is. Her hair is just white. Dad and Mum freaked out and Lils, Petunia and I were just sitting there wondering whay the heck was going on. Everything settled down eventually, and then the professor gave me my letter along with the explanation that magic existed. I'm ninety percent certain that she didn't excpect me and Lils nodding and moving on. I mean, Sevvie and Eileen had already told us all about magic so. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"What no one expected was Grams reaction.../p
div class="userstuff module" style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; position: relative; width: 328.188px; float: none; overflow-wrap: break-word;" role="article"
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Holy fuck, how old am I?" Was my first sentence to Severus Snape. Laugh all you want, but I was so busy planning decades into the future that I forgot that Snape turned up the year before Lils and I went to Hogwarts. Yeah, it was kinda embarassing. He thought I was mentally challenged afterwards. Until I opened my mouth five minutes later./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"For someone who took the quiz like a dozen times and got Ravenclaw or Slytherin strong style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"every. single. time./strong I'm rather dumb sometimes. For now, I'm blaming it on mental immaturity. Physically, I'm ten, and my brain chemistry is the same, and there is nothing I can do about it. It's maddening. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Anyway, after our rocky start, we became very good friends with Snape, though I occasionally called him Snivellus as a friendly joke to get him used to it before the damn Marauders. No matter that they were eleven when they started, the fact remains that Lupin the 'nice one' said casually that James Potter didn't hex Snape on dates in front of Lily. Implying that he still hexed him - at seventeen. So much for maturity. I never liked Snape that much either, there are way better ways to maintain a cover than child abuse. But he's ten now, and he was Lils best friend for years and so I'm giving him a chance. It's nice actually, he's got a very dry sense of humour and he's a genius. He, Lils and I are the original Golden Trio (except we can't be because at least one of us will be in Slytherin). Eileen Prince is probably one of my favourite people ever. Not as a character from the book, but in real life. She's so nice and kind and (dare I say it) sweet. I can see now why she never left Tobias. There's something about her that makes her, not exactly weak, but less willing to hurt those she loves, and if she has us protecting Sevvy then it is easier for her to stay with Tobias, because for some reason she still loves the asshole. If it were up to me, he would have been dead years ago, but he's not. I think that Eileen's 'inner circle' if you will, is her weakness. She literally can't hurt them. Not magically or phyiscally, but she has wired it into her brain, and unfortunately her shitty abusive husband is still part of her circle. Dick. Not Eileen, fucking Tobias Snape. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Lils and I met Severus Snape one morning on the 24th August 1970. It was still warm, so Mum let us grab light cardigans and go to the park while Petunia studied. How the bitch managed to hold a grudge against me and Lils for a decade because we weren't pretty enough when we were born was beyond me. Mum and Dad are the best parents in the entire universe, but somehow they had fucking Petunia./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Anyway, back to the story. We were swinging as normal, and no one was there, or so we thought. So Lils jumped off. It was rather pitiful by our standards and I said so. "Then do better yourself Ianthe! Bet you can't!"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Can too! You're just jealous!" Never let it be said that the Evans (Verl) temper skipped either of us by. I swung to high that I was almost more than horizontal (thank you magic). before jumping off and continuing the arc to the top of the nearby oak tree, then plunging so fast that Lils let out a terrified shriek, stopping just before the ground and stepping lightly onto it as if I had stopped the swing rather than leaping about four metres into the air off of it. Lils rolled her eyes./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Your just cheating."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Can't cheat, its magic." Lily rolled her eyes, unable to retort to my, admittedly childish, reply. It was very airtight, if simple. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Then there was a rustle and a little boy the same age as us (well, a little older than Lily and a little younger than me) stepped from behind the bushes. He had a long black coat and a white blouse, rather ill-fitting, with sallow skin and greasy black hair. His thin face was alight with delight./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;""Your magic too! You're witches aren't you!"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"My reply...wasn't the most intelligent./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Hello? Are you still there? Yeah sorry, connection was kinda bad. Anyway, where was I? /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Oh yeah. Sevvie's entrance into our life. Yeah, I think I've covered everything. Mum and Dad basically adopted him and Eileen, Petunia hates them both, thinks their freaks. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"All this though, is just leading into the next big thing- Minnie McG./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"My birthday was the 21st of September, and I turned eleven several weeks after meeting Severus Snape. I had cake, and presents and happy birthday songs and sulks from Petunia. All in all, a pretty normal birthday. It was the day after that was unusual. Knowing that McGonagall would show up anytime in the next week or so, I was up and dressed way before I normally was. We were all eating breakfast and chatting and whatnot, and then there was a sharp knock on the door. Dad opened it and then called us into the living room. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"Grams took one look at Minerva McGonagall and went white as a sheet. Yeah, my dad's mum lives with us. She was really beautiful when she was younger, with jet black curly hair, silver eyes and proud carven features. Actually, she still is. Her hair is just white. Dad and Mum freaked out and Lils, Petunia and I were just sitting there wondering whay the heck was going on. Everything settled down eventually, and then the professor gave me my letter along with the explanation that magic existed. I'm ninety percent certain that she didn't excpect me and Lils nodding and moving on. I mean, Sevvie and Eileen had already told us all about magic so. /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"What no one expected was Grams reaction.../p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5;"strongspan style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 1.286em; font-style: inherit;"AN: The Evanses are related to two pureblood families, hints are in the names throughout the story./spanspan style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 1.286em; font-style: inherit;"comment if you have worked out one or both of them ;)/span/strong/p
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