Okay from now on the story will be based on Hermione and Snape's point of view. Don't worry I'll make sure to make the difference clear. Happy Reading!! – GBFP

HOLY LIVING CRAP!! I'M A WITCH?!?!?! I'm almost eleven and NOW I find out I'm a witch? "THIS IS TOTALLY COOL!!!" I shouted to my parents as I read the letter.

Dear Ms. Granger,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Terms begins on September 1. We await your owl no longer than July 31.

Yours sincerely,

Headmaster Albus Dumbledore

"Congratulations Ms. Granger. I'll answer any questions you might have. I just have to send Professor Dumbledore an owl." The somewhat old lady with the round glasses. McGongall? McGongala? Something like that.

I turned to my parents who's eyes resembles large chicken eggs. My father looked pale, and my mother looked like she was about to faint. "M-Mum—" Ba-doom. Mum Down! Mum Down!!

"Jane!" my father shouted. He supported her like a large child. "Jane? Jane?! Oh Merlin Jane Wake up!" he began slapping her face lightly. "Hermione. Go get some water please. I think if we splash some on her face it'll help her a little."

I rushed to the kitchen sink and poured a glass of cold water. But when I went back to the family room my mum was awake, and talking with the Mcgonygala lady were talking in a cramped circle. I tried to get a better listen but I couldn't hear a thing.

"Hermione... oh—well that was a bit of a shock now wasn't it." Laughed the McGonagally lady "Well now um... do you have any questions my dear?"

What the hell is your name!?!?!? I wanted to say but I bit my tongue. "Um... clearly you are mistaken Ms...."

"Call me Professor McGonagall." She said.

Well... McGonagally was close... I thought "Clearly you're mistaken Professor McGonagall. I'm not related to anyone who's a.. well wizard..." my parents looked at each other guiltily, McGonagall pretended to be distracted. "Aren't I?"

"Well..." my mother began but McGonagall cut her off.

"It's possible for muggles to have children who have magical abilities. I guess this just happened in your case." She gave my parents a don't say anything kinda look.

"H-Hermione dear would you let us have a word with Professor McGonagall?" my dad questioned. I pretended to go up the stairs but only went half way and slowly creped back down.

"Chris I think it's time we told her..." my mother said sadly "We can't keep this from her forever."

"Hold it... Muffliato!!" I couldn't hear anything after that.

"Damn magic" I mumble to myself and creep back up to my room.

When I entered my room a large white eagle-owl was perched on my nightstand. It screeched a few times and dropped a note and a package on my pillow. I looked at it for a few seconds, this was such a large bird, how did I not notice a bird flying around my house. I ignored the fact that it spit something up on my floor and reached for the note.

Hermione Granger

Was written in a slightly slanted print, obviously a male's handwriting because it wasn't that legible. I tore open the top and pulled a piece of old parchment.

Hermione,

This is one of your past's most prized possessions... It will be put to good use when the time is right... when you are old enough to understand this it will open... do not be afraid... it will not harm you...

Take care my beloved... Happy almost Birthday...

"What. On. Earth?" I read the note over and over about a dozen times but I still didn't understand. I quickly grabbed the package and tore off the wrapping. It was a beautiful polished brown jewelry box and had a green snake and a red and gold lion on it encrusted in gold, rubies and emeralds. I tried to open the latch but I was stuck against everything I used. I quickly examined the box for some sort of secret button or something, then I remembered. Magic.

"Damn magic..." I said once more. The beauty of the picture was amazing, the precise detail of the snake's scales, was amazing. I ran my fingers over the soft wood and gold latches.

"Hermione!!" my mother shouted from downstairs. I quickly tucked the box away (under my pillow) and hurried downstairs.

"Yeah mum?" I asked breathlessly.

"Um... Professor McGonagall offered to take you to um... wh-what was that place called again?" she turned to McGonagall.

"Diagon Alley." She laughed. Mum reached for her wallet but McGonagall stopped her "Don't worry about money, she's already got an account for wizard money."

"She does?" my father questioned.

"I do?" I said stupidly.

"Yes. Come on now... we've got lots to do. Come on now." She pushed me towards the fireplace.

"W-W-Well... G-Goodbye Hermione!" my mum called out.

McGonagall took out a small jar of what looked like soot powder and glitter and told me to grab a handful. I played along and took a handful. "Now go into the fireplace, say 'Diagon Alley' and drop the Floo Powder. "

Now this woman's off her rocker.

"What?"

"umm... here like this..." she reenacted everything and I still didn't get it.

I decided to go with it. I stepped in the fireplace and raised my hand "Diagon Alley!" I dropped the powder and I think it looked like I was being burned because by mum screamed.

I saw dozens of dens and families enjoying themselves and one couple really enjoying themselves. Before I was hurtled onto the ground of some sort of busy downtown alleyway.

"Like it here Hermione?" some tall man with greasy black hair, black beady eyes, and a crooked nose. At first I thought he'd rather eat me than ask me a question.

I looked around; everything was amazing brooms, animals, cauldrons, an ice cream shop... everything! "Yes... It's amazing here..."

"Severus!" McGonagall was power walking towards us and stopped right at his feet. "What. Have. We. Told. You.?!?!" she hissed in hushed tone.

"It's alright Minerva. I just wanted to make sure Ms...." he paused.

"Granger. Hermione Granger." I jumped in.

"Ms. Granger was safe..." Severus looked at McGonagall "Good day." He walked away with along black cloak flowing behind him.

"Who was that?" I asked watching him disappear into the crowd "He seems familiar..."

"Professor Severus Snape. He's the potions teacher at Hogwarts." It looked like she glued her lips together "Well let's go now shall we?"

I nodded and happily got a whole mess of books and some advance books also. I also got a wand. It's made out of unicorn main and redwood.

After I got my school supplies we went back to my house and Professor McGonagall left and I stayed up until maybe... two o'clock in the morning, reading book called Hogwarts: A History.

It's AWSOME being a witch!!!

Snape's POV:

"Another Firewhiskey" I mumbled to Richard the bartender. The Leaky Cauldron was starting to get it's usual late-night-drinkers-who-need-to-drink-to-feel-some-sort-of-freedom-from-their-pathetic-lives crowd, I was one of them. I took the whole glass in two gulps but regretted it soon after. "ARGH!" I clenched by burning throat and coughed violently.

Richard was shaking his head while laughing at me "Ah Severus..." he chuckled "Always going over your limits..." he flicked his wand and the cups were stacked neatly. He rested his arms on the counter "You've been coming here for what... Eleven--twelve years? It always ends the same. You come here, drink yourself shitless, and finally, after we throw you out you go home."

"Shut up and get me another..." I hissed; sliding a couple of knuts across the counter "I already have enough shit in my life okay. I don't need any more."

Richard turned away "Bitter drunk." He said under his breath while filling my cup. He slid the cup down the table and turned away. I gripped the glass and brought it to my lips but I couldn't get myself to drink it. Instead I looked into the rich amber color and saw myself in the liquid, then I realized that the color of the alcohol was the same as the color of Evelyn and Hermione's eyes and hair...

I traced my finger over the rim "Want me to take that?" Richard asked nervously I nodded and pushed the glass away. I didn't even feel it but somehow I was walking out the door "At least he knew his limit tonight..." I heard Richard say.

As I left the Leaky Cauldron I saw a couple Hogwarts students but they all pretended that they didn't see me. I brushed it off and Apparated back to my flat...

*****

I was at my doorstep after a short headache but then I felt the reality of the Firewhiskey. I started fumbling for my keys but somehow I managed to open the door while falling and biting my tongue when I hit the ground.

"Great." I hissed; wiping the blood off of my chin "I have a whole shit load of luck today, I finally get to see my daughter—after eleven years!!—but I can't even talk to her—!" I kicked the coffee table out of rage and collapsed on the couch.

"Temper, temper, Severus..." a voice said in front of me. I whipped my head up and only saw a stupid, blonde-headed, smirky-faced, Lucius Malfoy. "You really need to control that temper Severus... I don't think the others will like your new attitude."

All of you damn Death Eaters can kiss my big, pale, arse for all I care! I thought bitterly "What do you want Malfoy?" I snapped.

"The rest of us are having a little get together. And we thought it would be nice for you to come..."

I was to full of rage to realize what I was doing but when I finally came to I was standing up and Lucius was unconscious. "Serves. You. Right." I spat on his face and turned an old shoe into a portkey and it took him back to the Malfoy manor.

After he was taken back some old pictures of Evelyn and I came out of the drawer. It was the day of our wedding and the day Hermione was born... Everything was so clear and fresh in my mind. The one of our wedding was taken when the priest said that faithful sentence. "I now pronounce you husband and wife... you may kiss the bride..." the photo was taken by Sprout and she was more than happy to give us the picture as a very early anniversary present.

The other photo was of the day Hermione was born. I was leaning against the hospital bed next to Evelyn. We were both looking at our newborn baby girl in awe. She was so small and fragile yet somehow she was so real. The nurse was kind enough to take the photo after Hermione had the okay in her health.

I felt the tears forming in my eyes Evelyn was the reason I quit being a Death Eater and Hermione was the person who prevented me from killing myself since Evelyn's death. My heart ached like never before, I was difficult just to breath. It was as though an entire sphinx was on my chest jumping up and down. The pain wasn't unbearable. It later passed and I fell asleep on my bed...

"Severus...?" an angel called out "Severus...?" I saw her, she was standing right in front of me.

My angel. My beautiful brown-eyed angel. "E-E-Evelyn?" I stammered; the angel nodded. Her lips were pressed roughly against mine before she slowly pulled away.

"I miss you Sev..." she said teasingly.

"I missed you too..." I said spastically. We kissed once more.

"Do you know where we are?" her lips curled into a perfect smile.

It was the first time I even looked at anything besides her. We were surrounded in a yard with wild flowers surrounding our feet. A tall white gazebo arched around us; it had vines with flowers intertwined in the wood framing.

I smiled "This is where we got married..." she kissed me again.

Her eyes watered "I miss Hermione too..."

"I could only imagine. She was so little though..." I hugged her "she looks just like you Eve." I said into her hair.

"But she's got your brain."

"I wish you could see her,,,"

"I can see her... she just... can't see me..." a tear rolled down her cheek.

"I promised I'll tell her when she turns seventeen..."

She smiled and kissed me "Hey Sev?"

"Yes love?"

"Wake up..."

"W-W-What?"

"Wake up... Wake up..." her voice trailed off...

I slowly opened my eyes and realized it... I was utterly alone... no one but me and the walls surrounding my meaningless corpse of who I was...