Chronicles of the Daughter Chapter 4, a harry potter fanfic

Chronicles of the Daughter

Chapter 3:- In which everyone finds out

Thursday, July 31th

"AT LEAST YOU HAVE BEEN HERE, AND NOT STUCK AT THE DURSLEYS LIKE I WAS!" thundered a very irritated Harry Potter. It seemed he was less than pleased at the fact that his friends had been involved in what he liked to call 'the conspiracy against Harry'. Hermione wanted to roll her eyes, boys were such drama queens at times and they blamed the women for PMS! It seemed they had gone beyond consoling now.

"We know Harry. But there is nothing that can be changed now. How about we talk of all the things that we have heard here, instead? Huh? Ron…. Would you like to share some interesting news?" Hermione glared at Ron, daring him to argue any further. Ron visibly gulped down and the three friends walked down to the dining table where they all sat down for the breakfast prepared by Molly Weasley.

"Well, so what's been new? Any attacks? Any deaths? What has Voldemort been planning?" Ron and Hermione exchanged worried glances.

"Oh, Harry. Have you been reading the Daily Prophet, at all?"

"Well no. You know the Dursleys… Why did something happen?"

"Well….to put it bluntly, mate, the Daily Prophet is not really on our side anymore, not that it was in the first place." At seeing Harry's quizzical glances, he continued, "they are calling you a liar, and an attention seeker. Voldemort has been keeping on the low and that just supports their theories. The Order is trying to send out spies and everything, but there is no concrete information. At least that's what we have been finding out from Fred and George."

"HOW CAN THEY DO THIS? DON'T THEY KNOW THAT THEY ARE ENDANGERING EVERYONE'S LIVES." Hermione sighed, 'Here we go again.' She quickly and carefully diverted the topic to Harry's oncoming trial. Really lying about fear was not Harry's forte. It was true what someone said about the Gryffindors, they wore their hearts on their sleeves. It was in the middle of this conversion that Sirius entered the dining room. For once, Hermione was glad that Black had interrupted them. It was not that she did not like him, no she really didn't actually, but she did not consider him the ideal role model for Harry who needed a lot of stability in his life, something she was sure the child-like Black could never provide. Following him was Profesor Lupin, and Hermione sighed in relief. 'Finally, someone with a brain!' she thought.

"So kids, what's up? What are you all talking about?" Sirius said pulling up a chair to sit beside Harry, taking note to clamp his godson on the back and welcome him into his mother's house.

"We were just about to tell Harry about the interesting development concerning Snape. Would you like to do the honors Sirius?" Ron asked. Sirius and Remus exchanged a fearful glance which did not go unnoticed by the other three occupants of the room. "Is something wrong? I mean I understand the idea of Snape procreating can be quite a disturbing mental picture… but are you guys afraid?"

"SNAPE…PROCREATING?? Bloody hell. That is just fucking disturbing. Who? When? What? And fore mostly why??" Harry ended is inquiry in a whiny note, that brought Sirius into a small smile.

"You know James used to do the same thing when he would not get his way around the house." Hermione rolled her eyes. And this was the other problem. Black thought of Harry as James and tried to instigate him into doing things that were expected of his partner-in-crime and not his godson. Seeing Harry grinning at this comment, Hermione inwardly sighed. When would Harry learn that Sirius was not the adequate father image that Harry had put him in a pedestal of. "It is pretty disturbing to think about isn't it? Actually it's not that…" he again exchanged a glance with Remus who in turn nodded, as if giving approval for what Sirius was about to say next. "Now listen carefully because what I am about to tell you is very important…"

"What's very important?" two twin voices cried in unison. "Naughty, naughty, Black. Scheming and plotting without the Masters involved. So what's this important conversation topic?"

"When I look back, George was there that day. Older, wiser. With her. I think they deserve to know." Remus, the ever wise came out with his input.

"It was in our sixth year, the Marauders' sixth year. The year started just fine, the Welcome Feast Prank, the studies. As normal as Hogwarts could get. But the change happened on Halloween when a few kids were found on the tenth floor…"

"Tenth? There is a tenth floor in Hogwarts?"

"Apparently there was….accessible only during major accidents or something. No one has explored the entire Hogwarts, not even Dumbledore can say that, and he has been in the school for a loooonnnnggg time. But that is not the point. When these kids were found, unconscious on that floor, powerful magic was involved. That was all we were allowed to know at that time. It was around two weeks later that she awoke and started schooling with us." Looking at the quizzical glances of the kids, Sirius sadly and fearfully smiled, "Her. Annalise Snape. She was….we never… Scary. That was one word I could use around her. She scared me, scared us. Evil. There was something completely off about her. Never in my life have I been threatened and been so scared about it. Not even when my mother used to scream about disowning me. One minute she was an angel, the other she was pissed and then she was evil. Your father and I, Harry, we tried to find out everything about her. She even confessed to us that she was a Dark Witch, but we could never find any proof. And that maniacal laugh of hers that she let out when she found out about our unsuccessful endeavors. Mark my words, all of you, she is coming here, and she is the next Dark Lady in the making. Voldemort probably mentored her and knowing Snape he would have gladly given up his daughter if it meant that she was going to grow up to be the woman he saw in his past. I am giving you all this warning, stay away from her when she comes here. Don't even try snooping around her, she will gladly kill you, especially you, Harry. Be very careful around her.' Finishing up his sermon, Sirius walked out of the room leaving perplexed teenagers in his wake.

The silence was deafening. The words that Sirius had just uttered seemed so far fetched. But Remus had said nothing to contradict him, so something must have been bothering them both. And a case of time travel, so far into the past! It was unthinkable! Yes, Hermione had traveled back into the past, but that was just mere hours, not years, and certainly not decades! But the fear and breathlessness in the voice, had scared Hermione. Not enough to stop her ever thinking mind from evolving theories, and making patterns. "Was he serious, Professor Lupin? Don't even try Fred and George," an astonished Hermione exclaimed.

Remus bit his lips for a second, and then hesitatingly opened his mouth, "I wasn't there for most of what Sirius and James did to be truthful. But they were very serious about the entire issue. Researching, confronting Annalise and her Slytherin gang. Something new happened every week with her around, and usually it ended up with the two of them being humiliated in front of the entire Great Hall. Sirius and James won everytime, but Annalise never lost her smile, her smirk, her laugh. I advise you all to be very cautious around her. If possible, don't interact. Though I don't think that's likely considering Molly is inviting her to dinner tonight and will expect each of you to set an example. Just, think everything through before venturing out to your adventures."

Same time

Another part of the house

"Be reasonable, Severus. I am sure Annalise would like to come to the party tonight in honor of Harry's fifteenth birthday. It would be nice for her to interact with people her age during this vacation. Surely you can compromise a little bit for your daughter. Tonight's feast will be extraordinary."

"Mrs. Weasley, I have already told you that her dance performance is tonight and by the time she is done it will be very late to intrude on your hospitality," a very irritated Potions Master gritted out through his teeth.

"Nonsense, Severus. It will be no problem at all, and I doubt that the kids will sleep by the time you get home. Now I expect both you and your daughter here tonight. Is that understood?" Mothering seven idiotic brats had definitely given Molly Weasley an edge over the irritant Potions Master, who had no choice but to bow down to the tone and agree to the invitation sent out to him and his daughter to celebrate the Potter brat's birthday. He turned on his heel and left the house even more annoyed than before. Molly Weasley sighed in contentment. She knew how to set these snappy brats straight. Now the only thing was his daughter, if she was anything like him than she would be a handful, and Molly had no regrets in overturning her, even another's daughter, on her lap and giving her exactly what she deserved. She bustled around the kitchen to get started on dinner when an angry Sirius Black entered the room.

"Molly, how could you invite that little brat here? I don't want Snape's filth in my house. Kindly take back your invitation."

"Sirius Black. You will not speak to me in that tone. And I have invited Annalise Snape and that is my final decision. No, no. argue any further and no dinner, understood? Lord knows what that girl went through being the daughter of Snape. How he treats her, and what she has turned out to be. I am here to show her a better parent example and I will not have an overgrown toddler ruining it!" Sirius growled in anger at the comment and brushed past her and stomped upstairs to feed Buckbeak. It seemed Molly Weasley took care of more kids than she had originally thought.

Two minutes later

Spinner's End

"What does that blasted woman think of herself? Trying to assert herself to me? What's for lunch? What time do you leave?" an extremely frustrated Severus Snape pulled out a rickety old chair from underneath the dining table and sat down. Annalise rolled her eyes.

"Nice to see you too, father." She put a bowl full of mushroom soup, something that made the elder man wrinkle his nose in distaste, and a plate full of buttered bread. After arranging the utensils and cutlery on the table, she too sat down opposite her father and began to serve for herself. Reluctantly her father followed her example. She was damn sure she had been his mother in a previous lifetime, something that it seemed that had carried onto this one. "I leave in an hour. The bus will come by the house to pick me up. The tickets are on your study table in the bedroom. There are two there, so if you want you can invite anyone, though that possibility seems quite blurred to me."

"I am sorry. Its just that blasted Weasley woman. Who the hell does she think she is? Asserting herself over me like that. I am a grown man, and I can take care of myself and my daughter, very well, thank you." Annalise raised her eyebrows, and Snape continued on with the explanation, "She has invited us for dinner. After your performance. It is Potter's birthday and it seems no one is allowed to miss the feast of the damn brat and the celebrations. Oh joy! I will pick you up after the performance and we will apparate there. Can we please change the topic? What exactly is your dance on?"

"It's not just a dance this time dad. I got promoted to another level four months ago, and so their theme is a musical rather than a dance. It's a very exciting play actually, and even more interesting is my part in it. I am told I do it rather well!"

"What role do you play?"

"One of an extremely sexually frustrated woman who falls in an obsessive love." Snape chocked on his soup and reached for the glass of water. Gulping it down quickly, he tried to regain his breath. Annalise grinned, it was fun seeing her father all out of sorts. "Dad, it's not that bad. Actually the play is about a man who is bored of his marriage and decides to go for an affair. He meets my character, Saira in a bar and the affair starts. It seems all innocent until he decides he wants to back out now that his wife is pregnant. Saira on the other hand has fallen in love with him, which quickly turns into obsession as she tries to woo him back, or rather threaten him back into a relation with her. She threatens his wife and child. And he now has to decide what is more important… dun dun dun! In the end well I get killed. But it will be sooo much fun, dad."

"Fun? Absolutely not. I am putting my foot down this time, Annalise. You will not leave with those hooligans of a dance troupe. Lord knows what they are making my innocent daughter do there. No child, you are too young to understand. I forbid it." Seeing Annalise get up out of the table and walk towards her knapsack, organizing it and checking for everything, he continued, "I am serious, Annalise. No way you are leaving this house, young miss." The doorbell rang and Annalise rushed with her things towards the door. A young woman was there, dressed in tight slacks and a tight shirt, typical dance attire. "Annalise Snape. Kindly come back here. My authority is in this house still, woman!"

"Bye dad. I love you. Come on time—six o'clock sharp dad.' Waving a butterfly kiss at the man, Annalise stepped inside the bus and Severus watched it speed away. Bloody hell, had the world turned upside down?! His authority had left him all of a sudden. He needed a drink.

A/N:- Anyone has any suggestions how to proceed further with the story? I know the plot is not too original but it just wouldn't leave my head!! I had to write it down to clear my head and proceed into my studies. So any suggestion would be very much appreciated.