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AN: I meant to mention this earlier but I had forgotten, sooo, Snape is really OOC and not at all like the guy in the books, but I am trying to keep his sarcasm in, lol.

And now on with the story!

Snape Chronicles

Chapter 3

Getting to Know Each Other

Selene groaned and slowly opened her eyes blinking away the sandman while she tried to remember the night before.

'Right,' she though sarcastically, 'I learned my mother was dead, my fathers a suicidal spy and my name is Selene Alexandriaz Snape.' She frowned after that thought, 'shit did I go in to shock…? Damn I haven't done that in a while.'

Selene looked at the clock on her bedside table; it read 5:12 am. She sighed, 'No use in lying in bed all day.' So she sat up and looked around the room she was in.

The walls were a deep forest green with a mahogany wood floor and a few green floor rugs scattered around. It was an average size room not too big and not to small, it had a large mahogany desk with snake carvings on it. There was also a rather large bookcase beside the desk opposite the wardrobe, which was also mahogany. Selene was lying in a large four-poster bed with green hangings and a beige bed spread across from the door. All in all, it had a very homey atmosphere with a very comfy bed in it as a bonus. 'A very big improvement from the small cramped rooms with about 10 hammocks in each at the manor.'

Selene slipped out of bed and went over to the wardrobe and found a long sweeping green housecoat with a snake embroidered on the back to put over her PJ's. After she put it on she then swept out of the room and found her self at the end of a small hallway. She crept down the hall to the first door on her left, which was closed, and listened carefully. She could hear someone softly snoring on the opposite side and figured that it was her father's room before moving on. Next she came to a library or a study of some sort, she was defiantly going to have to check that out later. After that she found a kitchen, ah just what she was looking for. She entered it and started rummaging through cupboards. 'Might as well start breakfast.' She thought while pulling out the eggs she had found.

Severus Snape woke slowly to the delicious smell of bacon and the soft clattering of utensils. He hadn't woken to the sound since he had last seen Marie alive. "Wait a minute." He muttered before starting out of bed pulling on the clothes nearest him. (A pair of black pants and a white t-shirt that had just been taken out of the laundry) 'Who the hell,' he thought, his mind still shaking the sleep out. His shirt was half on when he remembered Selene. "Right," he muttered while cursing himself mentally for his stupidity. He finished putting on his shirt and ran a hand threw his greasy black hair before making his way out to the kitchen.

Severus was surprised she had even found any food in there, which was eatable anyways. The kitchen had always been Marie's domain, as the lab was his. Even now he rarely ever went in there, he still felt as if he was intruding on his wife's space.

When Severus entered the kitchen he found Selene opening a carton of 1 milk she had found in the icebox and then holding it as far away while trying not to gag.

She turned to him and promptly said, "Ugh, how can you not notice three year old moldy milk sitting in your icebox?"

Severus just smirked and banished the offending milk away with a wave of his wand. He noticed a small frown on her face after he did that before she turned back to the bacon that was cooking on the stove. He didn't comment on it but he would store it away for later use.

"I hope you don't mind tea in the morning with nothing in it; I couldn't find any sugar," Selene said while putting a plate full of eggs and bacon in front of him as he sat down at the table.

Severus just shook his head and dug in hungrily, while Selene looked on quite amused. When his was done, he sat back in his chair with a content sigh and looked around. The kitchen was a modern muggle kitchen with pretty much all the muggle appliances (minus the microwave and dishwasher). The cupboards where a deep red mahogany color while the walls where a royal blue, the floor had a blue/grey tile on it and the table was round and the same color as the cupboards. There was also an island in the centre with pots and pans hanging over head, on top of all the counters there was dead food every where waiting to be thrown out; there was a small amount of space, though, saved for what food Selene was cooking at the moment.

Selene looked over at her father. She could tell he was not a morning person and he had large bags under his eyes suggesting that he had stayed up most of the night (what night was left anyways) talking to Dumbledore. She knew she had to talk to him, and soon at that, but she didn't know how much time they had although she knew it wasn't much.

The squealing of the kettle startled her out of her thoughts and she quickly poured them two mugs of hot water. She then got out two empty bags for the tealeaves and started to fill them up with some leaves before closing them and dropping one in each mug. One had just normal tea in it for her father and the other had a special herb she had found in the forest back at the manor. She hadn't named it yet but she had found that it had some harmless healing properties in it and it was good as a tea, well to her anyways. Most people at the manor (the slaves) called it her own personal paint remover. She had to smile at that, it actually did work as a paint remover, you know.

She set the mug with normal tea in it in front of Severus and sat down herself at the table and took a sip of her tea. She sighed when it started to take affect in relaxing her muscles. She then caught Severus looking at her tea funnily and smirked. "You want to try?" she asked him with a raised eyebrow.

Severus just shrugged and so she passed it across the table to him. He took it carefully and looked at it as if he was studying its contents; well he was, actually, being a potions master and all. He finally took a sip and swallowed making a face. Selene just smirked and asked, "How did you like it?"

"That is one of the most disgusting things I have ever tasted," he said promptly. "Though, you should let Albus taste that one. Honestly, I'd bet he'd make a great impression of a fountain," he added as an after thought.

Selene's smirk grew wider and she said, "I'll try."

"Good," he stated while handing back her tea and taking a sip of his own, trying to get that fowl taste out of his mouth. How she liked that stuff he didn't even want to guess. "Now," he said, "On with business. First off we should probably focus on how you are going to handle the Dark Lord."

Selene nodded and spoke, "I want to become a spy like you. I know I will be more useful this way and no one will notice me, really. Honestly, they'll probably think I'm still a slave; besides, if I don't your cover will be blown."

Severus knew it would have to come to that, though that didn't mean he had to like it. He sighed, "Very well, that means we have to focus on what you know and what you need to learn, especially before Draco comes."

Selene nodded, "Well, what do you want to know?"

"Do you know Occlumency?"

"Yup, Chanole taught it to me, same with Legilimency. She said I was a natural."

Severus nodded, "How about hand to hand combat? Have you taken any tests or anything like that?"

"Yes, Lucien made sure I at least had a mastery level in almost all forms of physical combat. I think he was trying to train me to become a hunter or an assassin or something like that," she answered somberly while looking at her hands in shame.

Severus sucked in his breath at that. "I have to ask, do you like killing?"

Selene looked him strait in the eye. "No, I absolutely hated it. It makes me sick to kill needlessly, but I will kill if I must."

Severus just nodded. It was the best he would have hoped for, he just wished she didn't have to; it hurt him to see that she was no innocent to death. "What are you best forms?" he asked quietly.

"Daggers, throwing knives, and archery; also short sword, I guess, and I'm not too bad at darts. My worst are broad and long sword. What are yours?" she asked

"The same," he replied. "Do you have all those weapons with you?"

"No, only my daggers and throwing knives."

"Well, we're going to have to go shopping sometime," he said. "How about magical abilities? What are your strengths and weaknesses?"

Selene frowned. She knew this question was coming, she just didn't want to answer him. She sighed, "Well, I guess you could say I am a squib. But not totally," she added, seeing the shocked look on his face. "I am a lower level potions master and people have said I could be one of the best. I'm an Elementalist and can control lightning, shadow, and fire to an extent. I'm also a natural healer and I have an animagus form. But other than that I can't control any magic except for shields, which I can conjure wandlessly."

Severus just looked at her in shock. 'Wow,' he thought, 'she must have one screwed up magical core.' Suddenly one of his senses started to nag at him at the back of his mind. He opened up the connection fully and got the shock of his life. The sense he had just opened up was one of the dark lords gifts to him; actually, it was one of the Dark Lord's experiments gone right for once. It made him able to sense dark magic and animals like werewolf's, vampires and/or demons. And what he found on his daughter did not please him. What he found with the help of his sixth sense was that some one had experimented on her using dark magic, rituals, and a bite from something that he guessed to be a crossover of a vampire and demon. 'What the fuck had they done to her?' he asked angrily to himself. He couldn't believe it; they had also messed with her magical core in the process, almost making her a squib just to use her as a guinea pig. "What did they do to you?" he finally croaked out, trying to keep his anger under control.

She flinched. "Well, they kind of- well, they used me as a guinea pig for one of the Dark Lord's experiments. Thank God it didn't work though or we would have been in big trouble."

"Can you explain fully what it all turned out to be when they where finished?" he asked, thinking he might be able to reverse the affects with one of his potions.

Selene smiled at him sadly, "You can't reverse the affects. What's done is done, and there's nothing you or any one else can do about it."

Severus just nodded, but he still wasn't going to try to look for a cure.

"Well," Selene paused, trying collect her thoughts, "I can change into my true form at any time and I keep my mind always in tacked. I just have more of a feral personality on the days of the full moon, kind of like PMS, just a bit more deadlier. Um, I'm faster and stronger than the average human, much like a vampire, really. My sense are more heightened and my form seams to crave the shadows and darkness, which is great because I am a shadow element. I can mind-speak with any animal or human when I'm in my true form, and plus I'm more accurate with my aim. Why don't I just show you my form and let you see you for your self?"

Severus nodded while his hand went to his wand. 'Just in case,' he thought.

Selene stood and said, "Let me go get changed first."

Severus just nodded and watched her leave the room to her own quarters.

Soon enough Selene came back wearing a pair of jeans and a white short sleeve shirt she had found in her wardrobe. Her hair was pulled back into a long braid that went to the bottom of her shoulder blades and she had cut two long wholes on her back also where her shoulder blades were. Severus nodded at her and so she went into a crouching position, looking ready to pounce. She closed her eyes and started to bring her true form to the surface.

Severus watched carefully as she changed. When she finished he noticed nothing really changed all that much just the fact that she looked all the more deadly.

Selene stood, her eyes still closed. She had large, bat-like wings that stretched from just above her head to just under her knees; her wing span was huge, just over six feet in width, and they could fold up on her back to look almost like to strips of black/brown leather, she found they blended well with her trench coat, they also had to hooks on the top of them like a dragons and where made out of bone, they helped her cling to sides buildings when she was spying. On the out side of her wrists there were three claws made out of bone that bent back a bit and ran up the side of her arm and were razor sharp; she also had some on her ankles and were a bit smaller but just as sharp. She found they were great for getting out of fights, as she could pop them out when ever she wanted. She snarled to show Severus her fangs; they were like a vampire's but weren't as long nor as sharp as theirs. She found they where really just for show, nothing more than that. She just stood there in front of her father waiting for him to reject her for what she was, like so many others had and still will; yet, she still didn't open her eyes.

Severus looked at her not really knowing how to respond. She was truly beautiful yet, he knew, quite deadly in this form. It wasn't really that bad actually- she was better off than a werewolf for sure and had an advantage over the vampires with her wings and all. But what he couldn't understand was that she wouldn't open her eyes. 'Severus you idiot, she's ashamed of what she is, she's afraid you will reject her.' He just nodded and walked over to her. When he was in front of her he put two fingers under her chin and raised her bowed head up to look at him. "Child," he spoke softly. "Open your eyes." He watched as she squeezed them shut for a moment then snapped them open to meet his. The first thing he noticed was that they weren't normal, they where cat-like with no white at all, just yellow with small specks of green in them, her pupils were black slits that focused on him as if fearing his reaction.

Severus smiled when he saw them; he honestly thought it completed her true form perfectly. She still looked human just with a small difference. He found it made her even more special than she already was. "Don't worry," he said to her, "I honestly think it suits you, makes you more alive." He nodded and walked back to the table and to the notebook he had gotten when she had left and started to write down his findings.

When he was finished writing down every thing he looked at Selene and found her still standing where he had left her but with a small smile slowly growing on her face. He smiled softly at that and called out to her. She shook herself and came over to sit down at the table and back to her cold tea.

"Well," he stated firmly, "I honestly don't think there's much I can teach you, but I am going to have to test you. I might just get Albus to help me with that one, and then we'll start to work at your weak points and move on from there. I'll probably teach you how to successfully lie to the Dark Lord. We're also going to have to find a way to communicate while we're at the death eater meetings without getting caught or eavesdropped on."

Selene nodded, "I think I might have a solution for that one. You said you could throw knives, right?"

Severus nodded, not really knowing where she was going.

"Well I have a few sets and we could use two of my older ones and paint them different colors and use them as messages, like say blue is danger and red is to be wary and black can be a port key so when or if they find out you are a spy and one of us hears it first then we can slip it into one of our pockets with out saying anything."

"It's a good idea but what if someone asks what the colors mean?" asked Severus. He was quite impressed- not even he had thought of that.

"Well, we could just say that it marks what types of potions that the daggers where dipped in," she stated, all of this coming off the top of her head.

"You know, we could actually do that. We would just have to spell ourselves not to be affected by the potions." Stated Severus liking this idea better and better. He sighed and closed his notebook and stood up, "Well, since we have that sorted out I'm going to go to Albus and talk to him about your tests. Do you mind if I tell him what you are and why you can't do magic?"

Selene just shook her head, "No, I don't mind. Besides, he needs to know."

Severus nodded and then took out his wand and within a few flicks the entire kitchen was clean and the dirty dishes in the sink were being scrubbed by magic.

Selene put her hands on her hips and glared at him. "Do you mind? Just because I can't do magic doesn't mean I don't like to clean- even if it is the muggle way."
Severus just smirked and fled the room before she even started to hit him over the head with a frying pan. 'Ok, note to self: never mess around in Selene's kitchen; she is too much like her mother in that aspect.' He heard distantly behind him Selene call out, "Can I use your lab?" "Go right a head. Just don't mess up the stores," he called back to her. 'Ok maybe not totally like her mother.'

AN: ok, ok I know it's not the greatest chapter and probably had a bit too much detail but hey, chapters like that happen. Don't worry though cuz the next chapter will have a lot more action and it'll be just a bit darker.

Anyhoo, I hope you liked it!

Lyssa

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