Now, I'm going to warn you before reading.

My fingers were shaking as I typed these very words. They were still shaking afterwards too.

This chapter will reveal some surprisers, I'll leave it at that.

I do not own Harry Potter. That Honor goes to JKR.

Nellie sat down on her bed, reading over her Hogwarts letter.

It had been five years since she had started going to the school, and those years hadn't been the kindest to her.

In her first year, she had been attacked by a troll and insulted for who her father was.

In second year, Nellie was petrified by a basilisk, and stuck in the Hospital Wing for months.

In her third year, she'd had the misfortune of nearly being attacked by a man who had been in Azkaban for thirteen years, had her father not come at the last second.

In fourth year, Nellie had a crush on Neville Longbottom, but he didn't return the feeling, going to the Yule ball with Ginny Weasley and forcing Nellie to dance with Draco Malfoy, to her disgust.

In her fifth year, she and her father had grown distant, despite being in the same building, and Harry's dislike for her grew stronger over the year.

Looking over the letter for the third time, Nellie hoped things would be different. Hoped that this year would be alright.

But this hope died before it had a chance to flourish, when some visitors came to the Snape household.

A soft rapping came at her door. Putting the letter away, Nellie went to answer it.

"Nellie," her father said weakly, "come downstairs. You h-have a visitor."

Confused, Nellie followed her father down the stairs to the living room, where a group of people were sitting. The room fell silent, until the deathly pale man in the center of the room began to speak.

"So this is Nellie," he said, looking at her with interest. "Severus, you say this is your daughter?"

Nellie's father nodded slowly.

"Um, who are you?" Nellie's question surprised the whole room. All eyes had been widened, and some began to whisper amongst one another.

"Silence," the man growled with a dismissive wave of his hand. "Nellie, you haven't seen me before, but I am sure you have heard of me. Voldemort is my name." While Nellie opened her mouth in a wide "o" shape, Voldemort turned back to Snape.

"Severus, Nellie looks very familiar. She reminds me of a woman we both know. Do you know who I am speaking of?" Snape remained silent. Voldemort laughed.

"Ah, but you do know who I speak of. Severus, I don't believe you ever even married."

Nellie looked towards her father. "What's he talking about?"

"Yes, Severus, tell her. Tell her who she really is!" Voldemort had a large grin on his face, and he howled with laughter. He pulled out his wand, and pointing it at Severus, whispered with a cold air, "Tell her."

Severus Snape fell to his knees. Looking at Nellie with a look of extreme sadness, he whispered something Nellie couldn't hear.

"LOUDER!" Voldemort thundered. Flinching, Snape spoke again.

"She's…Nellie…..Potter….." He said through gasps.

Everyone looked at Nellie with surprise, while Nellie stared at Snape with similar shock.

"What?" Nellie asked softly.

"I'm n-not your father, Nellie. James Potter is, and Harry Potter is your brother." Tears formed in his eyes as he said this.

Once again, the room fell silent, except for the sound of a man breathing heavily, looking at his adopted daughter.

"Well, now that we have that settled, Miss Potter, I have something I wish to tell you." Nellie turned silently back to Voldemort. "This year we are planning to send Hogwarts a wakeup call. Draco Malfoy is to kill the Headmaster." Nellie shot her head back, seeing a very uncomfortable Draco seated not far from her. "Should he fail, Severus will take command, but this won't be necessary, since you will be there to help Draco. You will assist him in getting the Death Eaters in Hogwarts and will be present to see Dumbledore's fall. And," Voldemort added, seeing the defiance in her expression, "I am going to make sure you follow my instructions with a simple helper." Voldemort raised his wand, and before Nellie could react, Voldemort muttered a curse.

Imperio.

So, Nellie's year is going to be a crummy one.

I don't know what to say now...the real plot has begun?

I have been waiting to write this one for a while, so I hope I did it justice.

Myraah out.