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My Knight, My Salvation by Pale Rose

Format: Short story
Chapters: 7
Word Count: 10,575
Status: WIP

Rating: Mature
Warnings: Mild Language, Strong Violence, Scenes of a Sexual Nature

Genres: Horror/Dark, Romance, Young Adult
Characters: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Luna, Draco, Pansy, Ginny, Blaise (M), OC
Pairings: Harry/Ginny, Draco/Hermione, Neville/Luna, Other Pairing

First Published: 01/05/2009
Last Chapter: 12/07/2009
Last Updated: 12/07/2009

Summary:
My name was Hermione Jane Granger and I now go by Mya Rose Snape, yes you heard me, Severus Snape is my birth father. And right now there are two confusing things going on in my life.
First, Ron is acting different, he's hurting me.
Second, Draco Malfoy has taken a liking to being my protector. And what's up with his eyes?

Story is in Hermione's/Mya's Point Of View.
The way the Vampires are comes from Stephenie Meyer's Twilight!


Chapter 2: Mud Covered Mya and Moving On

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     My mom walked into the room, her eyes found me and she smiled. "You look a lot like your father Mya." And with that she walked out of the living room, waiting for us to follow her into the kitchen.
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     Dinner was probably one of the most embarassing, akward moments of my life. We had all started off eating dinner with a very uncomfortable silence, it was then that my mother had decided to make it less uncomfortable. It was then that dinner had becoming embarassing, well, atleast embarassing for me. You see, my mother had found it fit to tell Professor Snape all about my childhood, figuring that as I was his daughter and he missed me growing up, she'd fill him in with all the embarassing details.

     If I've never mentioned it before, I really appreciate my mothers ability to make an akward situation even worse.

    At the current moment my adoptive parents were laughing extremely hard at memories of me and Snape was looking at me chuckeling.

    "Here's a good one, when Mya (she now insisted on calling me that, as it was my real name) was about 5 or 6, she was going through that whole monster under my bed, boogey-man in my closet stage and she had just finished watching a movie about witches and wizards. Well, you can only imagine with a brain like hers what she was thinking. She told us everyday that the witches and wizards were going to get her and turn her into a toad; it was quite funny.

    One day she decided to try and get the witches and wizards to stop coming after her and she was convinced that the only way to do so was to walk around in nothing, drenched in mud and burn all evidence that there was a magical being around her. Our house was a total mess, mud covered everthing, she set the couch on fire and was throwing random things in it. We have pictures, go get them John." She shooed him away and continued with her story.

    "Now we can see the funny side, but before we had no idea what was going on. We started to yell at Mya and ask her what she was doing and in a matter of seconds the fire was gone and everything she was burning was back where it goes. Mya simply looked at us and said she was trying to get rid of the witches and wizards. But, by trying to get rid of the witches and wizards she showed her first signs of magic. Look Johns back with the pictures."

    As soon as she said the last sentence I jumped out of my seat and ran towards my adoptive father, trying to get the photo album from him. (I mean seriously, Professor Snape didn't need to see me in nothing but mud walking very proudly around the house. Her also didn't need to see the last picture of me starting the fire.) My "father" merely held it over his head and laughed while I tried to jump up and reach it.

    Dang him and his 5 foot 11 height. Dang my new shortness, at 5 feet I didn't stand a chance.

    He side stepped me and passed the album to Professor Snape, who opened it and laughed at the pictures. I blushed and sat down at me seat in the table. I already know what those pictures contained. Each and everyone was of me naked, covered completely in mud walking around the house screaming, the last one was of me starting fire to the couch.

    Talk about embarassing.

    Professor Snape looked at me and smirked, "Who knew Hogwarts smartest student was such a trouble-making child?"

    I blushed, stupid adults making fun at my exspense.

    My mom sighed and I looked over at her, her laughing personality was gone. "I hate to do this, ruin the evening, but we have to discuss living arrangments. Mya, I want you to stay with your father." She looked over at Snape, he sighed as well.

    "I would like that very much, if you stayed with me. I've missed out on sixteen years of your life, I don't wish to miss out on anymore. The only question is, will you come stay with me?"

    I was expecting it, but it still came as a surprise. I didn't know what I wanted to do. I loved my adopted parents, but I wanted to know my real family, I needed to know my real family. My mom wanted me to go and Professor Snape wanted me to come with him. I guess that made my decision.

    "I'll go with you, whenever it is good with you." I said.

    "Whenever is good with me." He replied.

    "How about you leave tomorrow? You could use the Floo System to get over there." My "father" looked upset, I knew he didn't want me to leave, but he kinda did.

    "Floo is unsafe at the moment, it would be better if I apparated. I can come over here around lunch tomorrow."

    "Lunch would be fine."

     I didn't trust my voice at the moment, my throat had tightened, I didn't like the sound of leaving, I've done it before, but this seemed so final. It was final, I'd be leaving forever, only coming to visit.

    "I have to leave, I'll be back to get you a noon sharp. Goodnight, Mrs. and Mr. Granger, Mya."

    "We'll see you tomorrow."

    Snape nodded his head once and shut the front door. The sound was like a reality bell, I had to leave my parents, only coming to visit, and to top it off I was going to be living with Professor Severus Snape, one of the most hated teachers in Hogwarts.

    What the heck happened to my life?

    "You should get some rest Mya, I love you." Mom's voice was soft, she was going to be hurting when I left as well.

    "I-I love you to, goodnight."

    My dad kissed the top of my head and gave me a hug. "I love you Mya, goodnight."

     I rushed up the stairs, not letting either of them see the tears freely falling from my face. In the back of my mind I knew I should've started to pack, but at that moment all I was going to do is cry.

    I was leaving my parents, moving on with my life, and they weren't going to be there for most of it.

A/N: Hey, another chapter done. I'm sorry if it's not as good. We are kind of getting somewhere in the story and I'm hoping to get it moving. Once Mya gets to Hogwarts things will be moving along. I'll update as soon as I can (school and work are getting in my way) R&R

-Pale Rose


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