Diagon Alley was filled with young witches and wizards, along with their parents, none of which paid any attention to Severus and Emberlynne.
"You have a wand, correct?" Snape asked.
Emberlynne could not believe he had just asked that question. She looked up at him and saw that he was serious, so she decided not to cross him.
"Yes, that's right." Emberlynne replied.
"Alright, well, let's get your robes, being a riddle, you'll be in Slytherin…" Severus was interrupted.
"How do you know?" Emberlynne asked.
"Well, it's pretty much all to do with blood; it runs in the family, it is a bit hard to explain." Snape explained.
Emberlynne was still puzzling over this as the two entered the double doors of the robe shop.
"Severus! I haven't seen you in ages, what have you been doing with yourself?" Asked a bright, cheerful woman in long mauve robes.
"Not a lot really, I am just helping a friend get her Hogwarts supplies." Snape answered; no expression on his face.
"Well aren't you a beauty?" The woman asked eyeing Emberlynne.
Emberlynne just smiled and followed the women to the back of the shop.
"So, what house are you in?" the woman asked surveying various fabrics.
"Slytherin" Emberlynne answered rather slowly.
"Alright then." The woman said picking up some black and green fabric from the large pile of red, gold, blue and green.
The woman took a few measurements and began measuring Emberlynne's height and width.
"What year are you going into?" The woman asked; she knew she wasn't a first year.
Emberlynne thought for a moment. What had her father told her?
"Fourth." Emberlynne answered, she realized her father hadn't told her, so she just picked a number, what did it matter?
"Hm… my best year…" The woman said through a couple pins she held in her mouth. With a few interesting movements of the woman's wand the robes fit themselves perfectly onto Emberlynne's body.
"There you are." The woman said, handing Emberlynne four robes identical to the one she was wearing.
"Thank you ma'am" Emberlynne said sweetly stepping down from a pedestal the woman had put her on.
"Just doin' my job dearie." The woman answered leaving Emberlynne to tend to some new-comers.
"Got everything?" Snape asked her.
Emberlynne nodded and they left the store.
After that, Severus and Emberlynne went off to the other shops to buy the required materials. They finished quickly as they weren't easily distracted people.
"Well, that's everything on the list." Emberlynne as she and Snape were sitting at a table outside an ice cream shop. The server there brought them their butterbeers and the two sat drinking, in silence. Emberlynne looked at Severus. She found him so handsome; she only wished that he would smile.
Emberlynne had liked Severus Snape since she was about seven years old, which was when she would follow him around everywhere he went. Thinking back Emberlynne was surprised at how tolerant he was of her. Was it because she was Voldemort's daughter? Or was there something else? She didn't really want to ask, as that would be too awkward. She had to break the silence though, and she could really only think of one other thing.
"So, Severus, I was wondering, do you hate Harry Potter as much as my father does?" Emberlynne asked.
Snape looked at her a moment; surprised at the question.
"My dislike for Potter goes back to his father, who was a loathsome bully and I see more of him in his son every time I see him." Severus explained.
"Did you meet my father there?" she asked.
"No. We met long after I had graduated from Hogwarts and eventually became a professor there." Severus said, taking a sip of his butterbeer.
"What is it you teach?" Emberlynne asked, looking at Snape with pure interest.
"Potions. Which I consider an art that almost all of my students abuse." Snape said, annoyance in his voice.
Before Emberlynne could ask another question Severus drained his bottle, Emberlynne had done so a few moments before and he rose to his feet.
"We should be off" He suggested.
Emberlynne nodded and followed out of Diagon Alley.