I do not own anything from Harry Potter. Also, I was a bit repetitive and bad at writing Juliet and Severus's father-daughter moment, so I will try to make every twist from now on super epic!

Juliet's POV- Monday During Transfiguration

Harry was sitting by me in every class since our first lesson. As I walked into the transfiguration classroom this morning I looked around for somewhere to sit. Harry, being his usual self, waved for me to come over. I sighed and walked over to, sitting by a girl with short, brown hair from Ravenclaw, who was really nice. We talked until Professor McGonagal came in. This was one of the more interesting lessons, even though we had a load of homework.

I went through every lesson as usual, other than potions. Instead of sitting in the back and drawing, I had a new respect for the subject, so, naturally, I sat in the front and took notes. I sat by Silveus, just to try to get to know her, but she refused to speak to me. I felt like I was being shunned, which was mildly depressing, but it was still an interesting lesson. We learned how to make a bit of a challenging potion, but Silveus and I were the only two in the class that did really well.

Since potions was the second to last class of the day, I was anxious for the end of the day. I wanted to talk to dad so I could find out about mom and Silveus. I was curious about everything from my past. As soon as it was time for the next class I packed everything up and got my bags together. I knew that Silveus and dad could tell that I was anxious. A small voice in my head that has been there since I was four told me to slow down a bit, so I listened and slowed to a steady pace.

I walked with Harry and Ron to our next class. Harry asked, "Why did Snape call you down?" He asked. In my head I swore to myself and tried to find a reasonable explanation. "Oh, um, he wanted to talk to me about my potions grade," I said shortly. Ron muttered, "He's such a git." I looked over at Ron frowning. I just shook my head and walked faster than them so I wouldn't say anything. Deep inside me I knew I should have told at least Harry, but I didn't want him to be mean to me, especially since we were sort of just seeing each other for the first time in a long while.

Juliet's POV – Night Before Halloween

After dinner Harry, Ron, Hermione, and I all headed back to the dormitories. As Hermione and I began to have a conversation about potions class the stair steps we stepped on began to move. "W-what's happening?" Harry asked freaked out. I shrugged. Hermione rolled her eyes. "The staircases change, remember?" Harry and Ron sighed and, as the staircase stopped we began to head up. "Let's go before they change again," I said being first up.

As we walked into an empty room Harry asked, "Since when have you been so adventurous?" I shrugged. I stopped dead in my tracks. "Oh crap," I said worriedly, as I stared into the bright yellow eyes of Mr. Filch's cat, Mrs. Norris. Hermione muttered, "It's Mr. Filch's cat, Mrs. Norris" I rolled my eyes. "Oh really?" I said sarcastically and bolted down the vacant corridor we were standing in.

After about three minutes of running we stopped at a door. "It's locked!" Ron grumbled frustrated as he tried to open it. Hermione pushed him out of the way. "Oh move over! Alohamora," She muttered, and the door unlocked, swinging open. We all filed in and closed it. Harry breathed, "That was a close one." I heard the sound of a dog's growl and turned, biting my lip so I wouldn't scream. "What is it, Juliet?" Harry asked turning to see what it was. Harry gasped as Ron and Hermione turned. A giant, two-headed dog growled at us as Harry, Ron, Hermione and I stood petrified, and then screamed, running out and closing the door.

As we got to the small hallway between the girl's and boy's dormitories Hermione turned on us three. "I think that thing was guarding something, under a trap door," She snapped. "Anyway, I'm going to bed before any of you come up with another clever idea to get us killed, or worse, expelled." She walked off to the dormitories, leaving us three there. Ron rolled his eyes and said, "She needs to sort out her priorities."

Juliet's POV – Halloween

As we sat in charms class Harry and Ron looked bored and Hermione looked absolutely excited. For the last few minutes of class we were to practice the levitation spell, Wingardium Laviosa. Hermione looked over at Ron and rolled her eyes, seeing him flinging his wand about, as I struggled to pronounce the word Wingardium. "Stop, stop. You're going to poke somebody's eye out," She said to him. "Besides, it's Leviosa not leviosar." "You try it then if you're so clever," Ron growled. Hermione nodded and, doing every movement perfect, which I saw coming completely, she did. As her feather began to float Professor Flitwick began to highly praise her. Ron scowled and put his head on his books.

As we were walking out of class Ron began to imitate her. "'It's Leviosa not Leviosar.' No wonder she doesn't have any friends," He remarked. The other boys grinned and laughed a bit. I frowned at them. "I'm her friend!" I exclaimed to defend her. Hermione stormed past the group of us and huffed. Harry said, "I think she heard you."

As I sat by Harry and Ron in the Great Hall I ate a bit more than I usually did. I figured I should try to eat better so I wasn't so skinny. Other Gryffindors were starting to loosen up about me going down and talking to Professor Snape. After all, he is my dad. As I finished eating I looked over at Harry, who was reading a newspaper. "What's that?" I asked. He shook his head. "Harry James Potter, tell me," I said agitated. I wanted to know, so I will. Harry sighed. "It's from a few weeks ago. It's about the Gringotts break in. It's still bugging me." I nodded curiously.

Suddenly, from behind, the door burst open and Professor Quirrell, our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher which I personally loath, ran inside looking pale and weak. "Troll! In the dungeons! Troll in the dungeons!" Everyone looked back at him. My heart began to sink as I heard this. Silveus was down there! Since I was going up to dinner with dad she wasn't too keen on dinner at the moment. I looked around as Quirrell said something else, and then fainted. I hadn't heard what he said, I was too worried about Silveus. As a loud crack of thunder rang out I jumped and got up along with the other Gryffindors.

As we all filed through the corridors Harry grabbed the back of both Ron's shirt and my own and pulled us away from the group. As soon as I thought for a second I knew why. Hermione, who earlier today locked herself in the girl's bathroom because of a rude comment Ron made, was still there and didn't know about the troll. Harry and I both said at the same time, "Hermione! She doesn't know." Ron's eyes widened and we all ran to the girl's bathroom.

I stopped the boys where they stood right before we got to the next corridor. "I think the troll's left the dungeons," Ron muttered and pointed towards the shadow I had seen. We all peeked around the corner and saw a massive, ugly, blue-ish grey figure in the moonlight. I gasped at the sight of it, a feeling of dread washing over me as I saw that it was over twelve foot tall and the stench of it was unbelievable.

After standing for a moment we watched as it walked straight into the girl's bathroom. I was the first to step out of my hiding place. I got out my wand and began to walk towards the bathroom door, Harry and Ron following. As we neared I heard a blood curdling scream and ran straight in.

As I entered I saw Hermione on the ground, shivering and afraid as the troll was about to hit the next set of bathroom stalls. There was debris from the first time he hit them, which Hermione was covered by. Ron looked terrified and Harry looked like he was going to be sick. I ran out into the open and began to throw bits of wood at it. Ron and Harry looked at me as if I was insane, but ran over to help. At the same time Harry, Ron, and I all hit it in the back of the head. It turned around and swung a large club at us. "Duck!" I yelled, but I was thrown back by a forceful blow to the stomach, and everything was black.

Harry's POV

I saw my sister hit the wall, hard. I saw the troll begin to advance at Ron and Hermione was too terrified to do anything. I ran and took a leap off the pile of rubble and managed to grab around the troll's neck. I felt my wand, which at the moment was still in my hand, jam into something. At that moment I realized it was in its nose. I knew that soon the troll would hit me with the club, and I would be dead or knocked out. I closed my eyes and waited for impact, but noticed nothing happened. I looked up to see Ron had managed to get his club to levitate for a moment. I dropped off as it dropped, and hit the troll's head. The troll wobbled for a minute, then fell. Hermione stood petrified, but she was the one to speak first. "It is-dead?" Ron and I shook our heads. "No, just knocked out," Ron answered. I got my wand out of the troll's nose and cleaned it off with my robes as Ron and Hermione looked around.

For a moment we just stood, then, feeling awful, I remember Juliet and ran over. She was beginning to regain consciousness, but was still unaware of anything. As I picked her up Professor Quirrell, Professor McGonagall, and, worst of all, Professor Snape all walked in. Professor McGonagall gasped and her lips pursed. I knew we were in for it.