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Juliet's POV - At Dinner
As I sat at the Gryffindor table everyone moved away from me but Harry, Fred, and George. I knew it had been a mistake to leave the common room to talk to Professor Snape, but I just need someone I can trust to talk to. As we left, Professor Snape told me that, no matter big or small, I can tell him anything. If I want or need to I can talk to him. For some reason I feel like I should talk to him. Something tells me that I'm safe there. George smiled at me. "Hey, Jules, Fred and I pranked Ron this morning," He said with a chuckle. Fred added, "Yeah. We put Scabbers in the sink and then on Ron's head while he slept." George smirked slightly. "He flipped out and we told him it was filthy." I laughed as though nothing had happened, and that nobody was avoiding me. "That's awesome!" I exclaimed excited and began to eat.
Later I sat on my bed and dug through my trunk, looking for something. As I searched I found a photo, probably about 10 years old, of me when I was one. I saw my mom holding me and dad just sitting with Harry. I sighed, wishing James hadn't been my father. I just felt that I wasn't connected to him. That he wasn't really my father. I can vaguely remember him being with Harry more than me. I was always with mom, and nobody else.
Severus Snape's POV – In Dumbledore's Office
I sat, feeling like I was in trouble for something I didn't do. It wasn't often that I was called to speak with the headmaster. Professor Dumbledore sat in the chair opposite of me. Professor Dumbledore asked, "What have you told the girl?" I shook my head, knowing what he meant. I thought back to our few discussions. "Nothing, well, nothing that she doesn't know," I answered honestly. He nodded. "Good. She's too young to understand. You may tell her when you feel she is ready, but I don't think now is best." I nodded, wishing I had told Juliet earlier. Dumbledore looked at me. "Listen, Severus, I understand that it's been eight years since she's known, but she will learn soon enough."
Juliet's POV – Sunday Night
Professor Snape came up to the Gryffindor common room. He looked over to me and asked, "Ms. Potter, can you come to my office for a minute or two?" I looked up; having the feeling that something wasn't right. I could tell by the way his voice shook and how poorly he hid it. There was a heavy air in the room suddenly and I turned. "Yes, sir," I answered respectfully. Professor Snape sighed, as though there was something hard to tell me. Finally he said, in an almost fatherly voice, "Juliet, you're my daughter."
I blinked and straightened up a bit. Seriously? I thought, Is he serious? Professor Snape looked up at me. "It's true. You can't remember because when you were three Professor Dumbledore took you to a 'safer' location." "Really?" I asked and sighed "For years I knew that there was something I didn't know." He looked at me worried I'd react badly, but I immediately ran over and hugged him. "I knew it wasn't James," I muttered. Behind me someone cleared their throat. I turned and Severus sighed. "Yes, Silveus?" The girl named Silveus replied, "Who's this, dad?" Severus answered with a smile, "Your sister."
Silveus looked infuriated. "Sister?! Oh bloody hell. Dad, remember I'm an only child. Meaning just me. Besides, how could she even be my sister? She's so quiet." Severus laughed slightly. "I'm positive that she's your sister," He said calmly.
