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Aimee stood in front of the dungeon doors biting her lip and looking into the cold dreary, cold room. She had to talk to him; she knew she had to talk to him, that didn't mean she wanted to talk to him. With a deep breath and a healthy dose of trepidation she stepped foot into that dungeon. He wasn't paying attention his head bent over a pile of essays. She stood in front of him twisting her little hands together not really wanting to call attention to herself. "Professor Snape," her voice shook with nerves.

Severus looked up at the girl, of course he knew from the start that she was their why wouldn't he, he wasn't a double agent for anything, he needed to be always aware of his surroundings if he ever hoped to stay alive. He watched as she twisted her hands together. Her tiny voice called his name and he finally acknowledged her presence. "Yes Miss. Potter," He looked at her coolly he wouldn't, couldn't allow her to know how her fear filled green eyes affected him.

She bit her lip again, she was biting it so hard she was surprised she wasn't tasting the coppery taste of blood against her tongue. She swallowed and tried to get the wobble out of her voice. "Sir," her voice still shook no matter how hard she tried to control it. "Me and my friends got lost the other day."

Snape watched her, watched her every mannerism. She was trying to tell him something and he was almost afraid of what it was.

"And why exactly are you trying to bore me with your trivial life," he tried to sneer at the girl, but there wasn't much heat behind it. to his eyes she seemed to shiver.

Tears had to be held at bay as she looked eye to eye with the potions master. "Well the staircase moved and we came to a corridor we couldn't figure out where we were so Hermione opened a door."

"Miss. Potter you're going to bore me to death,"

"Sorry sir, it's just behind this door was a giant… three…. Headed…. Dog…" with each word she twisted her hands tighter.

He looked at her wide eyed, "A three headed dog?" he questioned sure he'd heard her wrong there was no way this young girl and her friends could have stumbled across that beast.

"yes," her words weren't more than a whisper but Severus heard her none the less, he was sure that at that moment his heart stopped. "Sir I swear, we weren't aware that we were in the forbidden corridor and the door was just unlocked we didn't do anything."

Oh she had Lily's eyes, Lily could never lie the truth always resided in her eyes, so Severus had no doubt that Aimee was telling the truth. He was going to murder Albus if it was the last thing he did why in the world was that door left unlocked.

"Miss. Potter," he sighed, "I believe you." He could see her visibly let out the breath she'd been holding. "What I'm wondering is why you decided to tell me this?"

"I'm really not sure sir," her eyes were downcast; I just figured you'd know what to do better and would actually listen. "he couldn't let his emotion show but yes this girl was defiantly Lily Evan's daughter.

"Miss. Potter I thank you for informing me of this gross oversight and I'm proud that you came to an authority figure, I don't want you to go near that place again though can you promise me that?" just the mere thought of her harmed, made him sick to his stomach.

"yes, professor and thank you for listening to me."

"You best be off Miss. Potter and five points to Gryffindor for seeking help when help was needed. He watched her leave her red hair swaying in the nonexistent breeze. He took a deep breath and unclenched his fist that had been balled at his side. He stood up and stormed towards the headmaster's office. "Pumpkin Pasties," he barked at the gargoyle and almost blasted it aside when it didn't move out of his way fast enough for his liking. He stormed up those twisty marble stairs and banged harshly against the wood of the door that little piece of wood that separated him from the dunderhead Dumbledore.

"Severus my dear man come in," Albus's jovial voice came through that thick slab of wood. Severus flung the door open and stormed up to the desk; if any of his students had seen him at that moment they would have been running for cover and cowering in corners.

"Albus Dumbledore what the hell are you bloody thinking leaving that door unlocked. Do you realize that four unsuspecting first years stumbled across that room and we're lucky they are alive today?" Severus slammed his hand on the desk. Not caring as pain radiated through it.

"What are you talking about?" Albus looked at him mildly curious.

"That bloody dog of Hagrids and that stone your so hell bent on protecting maybe next time you should ward the doors, Amethyst Potter and her friends found their way accidently to that door just a few days ago."

"They what?" Albus breathed wide eyed, sure he wanted Aimee Potter to find the stone for she was the only one that could defeat Tom, but why was that door unlocked and who unlocked it. he'd have to keep a closer watch on his teaching staff and one man in particular, but first he had something else to ponder. He looked at his potions master.

"Severus I thought you hated the girl?"

"I do Severus snorted, he through every mind shield her could up, bloody man loved trying to read his mind. "I'm going to lock that door before any of our students become dog food. With that Severus turned on his heels and left. He made his way to the third floor and shielded that door so there was no way someone could accidently get in the only way to get through that door now was to have actual intent. But it seemed he'd have a bit of handful when it came to Aimee Potter, trouble seemed to follow the girl.

A/N thanks to everyone that reviewed sorry its been a bit I haven't been feeling well. Someone asked if this will follow cannon, yes in that, in year one theirs the stone, year two has the diary, three Sirius escape for the triwizard. Fifth the order sixth the reveal and seven the battle but the way it plays out will be different with different outcomes and consequences. This story didn't start off with Dumbledore bashing in mind, but you have to admit for a bunch of first years to get past that stuff is a bit fishy. Please review.