A/N: Welcome to the next chapter of The Hidden Beauty that's Untold, I instantly started writing this next chapter because I was excited to show you all what I want to do for this story. Though my first update plan is to post every Friday, I think I want to post when I have more than one chapter in my documents qued up. I hope you know that I am going to write as often as I can for this story. Like I've said it's going to be a very long story. it's an AU of what if Tom Riddle was completely dead, there is no way for him to come back, Ashley's scar is just that, a cursed scar that doesn't close. Like in The Deathly Hallows where Hermione's scar was cursed. This is the same thing that's going on with Ashley.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything dealing with Harry Potter. I'm just playing in the sandbox. I hope you all will follow through to the very end even though I have no beta reader and editor. All mistakes are mine and the thought process is mine, not an AI, I don't go in chat groups with others to test what I can do. So this isn't anyone else's thoughts but my own. I've read so many fanfictions about what if Harry was a girl and this is my thought process on that train of thought.

Previously with Severus Snape: "Albus, it's not good. Truly not good. It's worse than we thought and I hope you know that we need to get her out of here if you want her to trust us. I feel like if she stays here she will lose her sense of hope and trust and her innocence will be gone. She is too young to feel jaded by the world." He turns his head away trying not to cry with the child in his arms.

Songs for this chapter: Jericho by Hilary Duff, and I believe by Lauren Daigle

Chapter Two:

Severus Snape has always been a very taciturn type of guy. If you didn't follow the rules then somehow something always goes wrong. Put in the wrong reagents in a potion then it explodes or turns into poison when it was supposed to help and be not toxic. He's learned from a very young age how to make the best potions. He put patents on all of his findings through the years. The potions at Saint Mango's were created by him after all. So when he got word that his goddaughter wasn't being treated fairly by her relatives, he couldn't help but wonder, 'When was the best time to take her away from them?'

He's not one to 'NOT' follow strict guidelines and procedures. But with the thought of Ashley, all those procedures go out the window. He doesn't care what others think of him. All that he cares about is the fact that Ashley is being abused in the same way that he too was being abused by his father. Severus's father hated magic maybe more than the Dursleys, if not at the same level too. He could never understand how anyone could hate magic though. Like humans, there is good and bad and the ugly with magic. It's what you take with it if you will.

Calling off of the day and having his students do independent study for all classes for potions he apparates to his goddaughter. Standing behind a tree he hears, "If there is a god. The same god that my relatives say they worship. Can you please save me? Anywhere will be better than this 'Perfectly Normal' hell I've been subjected to my whole life." Hearing a small voice pray to a god that he didn't believe in. Because all hope is gone he wants to cry with her. It grabs at his heart, that he too was in the same place as her, once in his life. The day his mother died, his father got worse with the abuse. He whipped him like a whipping boy or the jokey's do to horses to go faster in a race. It was so bad that he thought he was going to die if it continued. Then suddenly actual accidental magic occurred and it pushed his father away from him one summer when the police got alerted that an explosion happened and his father has been in jail ever since. Lily was his haven, his safe place was the harbor during the storm that was his father. When Lily first got her magic, her sister Petunia looked at her and called her a freak every day. So Severus being protective over her ended up looking at Petunia and replying, "She may be a witch, but you Petunia Evans. You are a muggle. So why don't you do what all muggles do and be perfectly muggle." He might have been the reason why Petunia was and is always obsessed with being normal. When the Evans watched Mr. Snape being driven out of Spinner's End, they acted more like the family he was deprived of and needed. Does Ashley have someone like the Evans? no. Can Snape be who the Evans were to him? Maybe. He hopes at the very least.

Knowing full well where the life he came from he didn't want his goddaughter to be facing the things he has in the past. he always focused on learning at school and Hogwarts felt like a home. His first home to be exact. Being a teacher makes him happy to never set foot outside in the muggle world again. Spinner's End has become an unplotable land that isn't habitable for anyone. So if he fully takes Ashley away from where she knew the only place to be home, would that not help her? He doesn't want to set her back. He wants to push her into the greatness he knows she is capable of achieving of course. Something that Lily would have done from the start. Knowing her mother from when they were kids, he knew full well that her family magic was being good in herbology, and potions, as well as charms. Lily was a prodigy in the fields of magic she worked hard in. She was a strong witch that no one could be her equal, that's how impressed he was with her. Maybe she even has her Potter family magic being prodigies in potions as well. Though her father was a prodigy in transfiguration, he knew the hard way through the curses that were sent his way by her father at wand point.

Finding his goddaughter behind a tree crying he couldn't help but feel that he should have been there for her much sooner so she wouldn't have gone through such torment with her relatives. As time went by with Ashley near him he couldn't help but think of himself as a father figure to her. All that he wants to do is be the best for her. Give her the best life, cherish her in moments when others think he wouldn't make a good father to begin with. Yes, he's asexual, but that doesn't mean that he can't be a good parent to his goddaughter. Or want to do something heinous to her in the future. No. All that he wants to do is show her the life that she could have experienced and help forge a path for her to be influential with the people she will be growing up with in the future. How can he not want to do what's best for her?

The day that Ashley was born, Severus and James finally made amends. For the longest time, Severus just wanted to hear an apology from his major tormentor. The day his goddaughter was born he finally got what he always wanted. "I just hope that my daughter doesn't do what I did to you to someone else. It's my biggest regret and I don't know how to apologize enough to you. If you never want to forgive me I will understand. But know that I'm truly being honest about my apology." To finally get this amends at such a time in his life he couldn't help but feel better about James. Yes, he was a turd growing up. But aren't all children filled with flaws at a young age too? It takes something really big for them to grow up and mature into the person that mentors worked so hard for them to be, even parents raising them to be. Sometimes it takes a village to raise children. For James, It took the entirety of the wizarding world to raise him.

Through the time shared, he learned more about Ashley and found out that her home life is kind of like his own in some way. Knowing that he has godfather duties to hold up to. He knows that Spinner's End might be back in his future. 'What's the best place for Ashley to thrive?' he asks himself. He knows that if he wants to bring her to the wizarding world he might just have to bring her to his first true home, Hogwarts.

Severus and Ashley watch the muggle police arrest Vernon Dursley and Petunia Dursley. The sirens of the cop cars sounded like a flat line to the heart of Ashley. Her whole life she's been waiting for justice on her behalf. But she couldn't help but feel like she wasn't deserving enough to get the help she'd always been praying to get. The relief she feels today will set in motion how she would see the world before her. That she's worth more than they treated her from the start. And they will never take away her innocence or her faith. Watching the cars leave, she couldn't help but feel the need to cry. She didn't understand why she was crying. But the tears wouldn't stop. For the longest time, her neighbors could hear her screams, watch her cry, see her wear a raggitty dress in an army color green and they looked down on her and listened to the Dursley's degrade her and call her all sorts of names. The neighbors didn't know her name either same way she didn't know her own. But they still thought the Dursleys were a family of three. They never question the reason for her being on number four. So the entire street with the neighbors was filled with people asking why they were being arrested and why Dudley was being sent to the foster system. No one noticed that she was watching this unfold. But knowing that she gets the freedom from the Dursleys? That means more to Ashley than no one knowing of her existence in the tiny town of Surrey.

Severus grabs her hand and guides her away from the people trying to cause a scene with the other police officers. Dumbledore and Amelia were still talking with the muggle police when one of the officers for the DMLE came over to Severus. "You should leave the area for now. Why don't you take her to Diagon Alley and get her new clothes and such while Amelia gets the documents needed for you to be her full-time guardian?"

Ashley looks up at Severus, "What's Diagon Alley?" She asks cutely.

Severus answers the officer with a nod before giving his full attention to Ashley. "Diagon Alley is wizarding London. Have you ever been to London?"

"I never set foot outside Privet Drive." She looks down at her feet wondering, 'I must truly be different if I've never been anywhere but Privet Drive?'

"No worries then. You will finally get to and see the places you have never seen or been to, think of it as like a vacation maybe?

They leave to a spot where no one can see them. Severus takes her hand and tells her, "Don't let go." Then he appears in the Leaky Cauldron with Ashley still holding onto his hand. The pub to Ashley, was large to her, but to others, it may be small to them. Any place would be larger than her small room in the cupboard. Though compared to the Dursley household she worked to the bone to clean it and have it be pristine, the word could be described by others as 'Dingy: Rather dark and dirty.' Aunt Petunia wouldn't like the dirtiness of the place and would complain about the darkness of the room and complain about a random headache she never got but say it was from her phony migraines that were "diagnosed" with having. The house on Privet Drive was never a place she would want to visit regularly. She wasn't welcome to sit on any of the furniture or be anywhere her filth would touch. The Leaky Cauldron was more welcoming to her than Privet Drive could ever be for her. She would never use the word dingy even if there was too much smoke in the premises or if it smelt of booze. To Ashley, this is and was a typical pub for the wizarding folks to enter and be themselves. if they wanted to smoke. it was their right to do so. if they wanted to drink it was their right to do so too. it is and was the foot staple of where the wizarding world began. To be yourself. how could it be freaky to be magical she would never understand.

She was stuck looking about the room as Severus walked up to the bartender of the leaky, who was none other than Tom. Slowly following Severus she was still in shock at how beautiful the pub was to her. Yes, it was dark. But to her, her thought process was; 'without the dark, you could never see the stars in the sky.' Looking up at the bartender there was a window in the back bringing in natural light. Tom the bartender may be rough around the edges with a receding hairline, and a toothless smile that is unique. To others than Ashley Tom could be described quite rudely by others with descriptive words meant to hurt. But the man had beautiful blue eyes that no one would be able to see in the dark because the darkness of the pub would make his eyes look more like dark sapphires instead of the bright blues like the blacks, or like the twinkling eyes of Dumbledore. Because he is inside all day his skin type is completely pale as if crying out of desperate need of some vitamin D. Dressed in copper-colored robes. Tom was there always ready to work and would never get anything on his robes. He was that pristine in his work when it came to welcoming food to serve for his customers of the wizarding world.

"What can I get you both?" Tom asked nicely as he was cleaning a cup in the back while he was getting ready for the night shift, seeing it was nine p.m.

"We're here to go to Daigon Ally," Severus replies nicely.

"Remember three up two across," Tom replies to Severus as he gets back to work.

Walking to the place to go to Diagon Alley Severus replies to Ashley's watchful and curious gaze. "Diagon Alley can also be accessed by Floo Powder and Apparition. There might have been other entrances as well. right now we are going to take this entrance that Tom opened for us."

"What did he mean by three up and two across?" Ashley asks remembering the significant wording the most.

"Diagon Alley one of many openings is behind the leaky. Follow me I will show you. Please do remember this." Severus replies to his goddaughter.

In the alleyway behind the leaky was a brick wall with a chipped brick in one singular spot located above a trash can outside the back of the leaky cauldron. "From the trash can, three up and two across." He taps it with his wand three times as slowly the chipped brick turns to a small whole Then as each brick slides into an archway Severus looks down to his goddaughter and replies as he watches the wonderment on her face, "Welcome to, Diagon Alley."

the darkness of the night was washed away by the street lights, and the shop lights on for the stores they were selling. The magic of the area permeated every cobblestoned brick, every building functioned in a different type of matrix she couldn't understand why the buildings were not swaying with the wind. Or even collapsing on its own. "I love magic," Ashley replies to Severus who smiles down at her feeling the sentiment entirely. At the end of the Diagon Alley lay a very large imposing building designed differently than the shops of wizarding London. A multi-story building built in snow-white marble gave off the air as if you could only look but not touch.

"You see that marbled building? That's Gringotts." Severus replies, "Gringotts is the place where British wizards and witches store their most valuable valuables and money in the vaults below ground that are heavily guarded with creatures, spells, and enchantments. There's no place safer than Gringotts."

"What type of creatures are down there?" She asks in a shaky voice. But still looking up at the beacon that is Gringotts. The building lights are on every story which is too many to count. It makes Ashley wonder what lives there. On a plaque outside Gringotts holds the warning that every witch and wizard knows by heart:

'Enter, stranger, but take heed

Of what awaits the sin of greed

For those who take, but do not earn

Must pay most dearly in their turn

So if you seek beneath our floors

A treasure that was never yours

Thief, you have been warned, beware

Of finding more than treasure there.'

Stepping through the large imposing hickory imbosed with bronze metal for doors of Gringotts, Ashley holds on to Severus's edge of his robe fearful that he might leave her with creatures that had lines, upon lines of customers wanting to go to their vault. "Um, Godfather, What exactly are those things?" standing in a scarlet and gold uniform was none other than...

"Smarten up don't show your fear, Ashley, these creatures are goblins." Taking a closer look, Ashley noticed that they looked rather intelligent, but their fingers were long and their feet were quite long as well. They have dome-shaped heads. They looked rather humanoid to her but at the same time very scary to her the most. The one standing next to her was bowing to her. Not knowing of the traditions of the wizarding world. Ashley bows too and waits for a reaction of any kind. Being new to the wizarding world she didn't know what was right and what was wrong.

"A witch that bows to us?" One asks in awe, not understanding the magnitude of what she just did. She just wants to show her appreciation for what they do day to day.

Still bowing, the entirety of Gringotts stops what they are doing and sees a child bowing to them. All the goblins on the main floor are left speechless. That's when the witches and wizards in the lines notice who she is. "That's the girl who lived!" one teen yelled next to his mother.

After bowing for so long, Severus takes Ashley to the end of a line where a goblin ushers them to the front of the line. "Key please." Not needing to find it or summon it or anything, Severus instantly hands the key to the goblin, 'Griphook' that is read on the plaque of his desk. Griphook looks like a very young goblin he has dark brown hair, and very phew wrinkles on his skin compared to other goblins in Gringotts. While the goblin Griphook goes to check the verification of the key Severus looks at Ashley, and begins to tell her the story of what is all over the wizarding world about her.

"Ashley, you shouldn't be the one bowing to the goblins or anyone else in the wizarding world. You saved us, by defeating the dark lord. You may not know the story very well but there was a group of very evil witches and wizards wanting to take over the wizarding world. they hid behind the rhetoric of muggle-borns being mudbloods and while that is a very bad word to say, they didn't care they used it. No one truly knows the reason why you were able to defeat the Dark Lord like you did. That time was very dark. Very dark indeed. Anyone who stood up against this man ended up dead. You are the girl who lived. It might seem weird to you right now, but you are the only one who survived the killing curse."

Griphook comes back with the key and guides them down to the vault that belongs to Ashley. "Follow me please." Being led to a cart that leads deep into the underground for the vaults that are highly protected. there were no seat belts are anything to protect the rider from falling out of the cart. But then Severus explains, "There are special spells and enchantments to protect the riders from falling from the carts." Ashley is in awe of the caves that lead to different vaults different types of sediment rocks and indeginous rocks fill most of the caves. As they get deeper there is a waterfall that magically dispels a person who is under a polyjuice potion or any enchantments that the goblins didn't detect at the teller aisle upstairs.

Passing a dragon that is still on a rampage and breathing fire they suddenly stop at a vault. "Key please," Griphook asks for what seems like the second time to Ashley. Severus hands the key and unlocks the vault. Slowly the vault door opens green light fills open door then smoke as if this vault hasn't been opened for a very long time. When the door is fully opened Severus is expecting just a little fortune for the potter heiress. But this vault is filled to the brim with more gold than even Severus has seen with the stipends of his patents for potions he created. He doesn't understand how there is so much and then he asks, "Can we see a parchment of why she has so much money right now? The war should have as I expected whipped her account with no gold. Because Lord Potter wasn't good at managing his affairs correctly."

"Certainly, there's a parchment over here next to the potter grimoire," Griphook replies to Severus. The goblins weren't allowed to enter a witch's or wizard's vault but always knew where to find something.

Ashley asks, "I have a grimoire? I have family magic?" She asks starting to understand where she comes from now and she likes that she has a claim to such magic.

On the parchment, it is seen that many witches and wizards have been sending money to the potter heiress because she completely defeated the dark lord. One family anonymously donated 100 million galleons to her. The list went on and on. Which totaled out to a billion galleons. All her life she lived like she had nothing and was worked to the bone to clean and make food like a house elf. She never knew she had so much money. She thought she was knotless. It was on this day that her life changed significantly.