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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

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 3: Going Home and Meeting Old Enimies

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.
I heard the knocking on the door, my parents greeting whoever came inside. The voice sounded like Snape's . . . shit.

It was Snape's, he was here to pick me up and bring me to his house and I had nothing packed, I was still in my pajamas.


"Mya, Severus is here to pick you up." My mom's voice floated up the stairs.

"Um....Yeah I heard him. I'll be right down mom, hang on a jiffy."

I ran around the room, looking for soomething that would fit my new height, nothing worked.

"Oh Merlin's left sock, why can't I be seventeen?" Great, yeah that's just perfect, now I'm talking to myself.

I walked down the stairs slowly, wanting to prolong the moment of embarassment I was about to feel.

"Umm....Professor Snape, I'm not yet 17 and because of my new height my clothes don't exactly fit. So, would you be able to help me with that?"

He looked up at me and chuckeled, "Of course, lead the way."

I walked up the stairs and to my room, with him behind me. Sighing I opened the door.

"Dear Lord, you haven't even packed yet?" His voice sounded astonished. Jeez, did he expect me to be ahead of everything?

"No, but since you're up here, would you be able to help with that as well?"

He looked at me and rolled his eyes. "I'll help, find the clothes you're going to wear for today and make sure they're decent, you have to meet your new siblings."

I dropped my clothes and stared at him.

"I have siblings?"

"Well, not technically. You're an only child, but I adopted a couple years back."

My heart was pounding, I was going to live with other kids, I felt happy, so incredibly happy. I now had someone to fight with, laugh with, even if they were adopted, they were going to be my family.

I picked my clothes off the floor and put them on the bed.

"Names?" I whispered, "What are their names?"

"You've met them before, Blaise Zabini and Pansy Parkinson."

And there goes my happiness, I had people to fight with, the only laughs would be from torturing each other.

"Why did you adopt them? They have families." I was irritated, and my voice showed that.

He raised his eyebrow. "Blaise's parents were both murdered and Pansy's are in Azkaban. As to why I adopted them, they wanted to live with me."

He left the room with a suitcase, which I was guessing was mine.

I shook my head and put on my clothes. Hoping that a dark red halter top and jeans was decent enough.

The walk down the stairs was long, this was it, I was leaving.

I took a deep breath. "I'm ready."

All three heads turned towards me, my mom was crying, my dad looked like he was trying not to.

I walked up to them and hugged them tightly. "I'm going to miss you guys so much. I promise to write and I'll visit. I love you."

"I love you to, Mya. Goodbye." My dad let go of me and watched my mom and I.

I sniffeled and hugged her even tighter.

"I'm going to miss you so much Mya. I love you, don't ever forget that."

"I love you to mom."

I let her go slowly, tears falling out of my eyes.


I walked over to Snape and waved at my adoptive parents.

"You're going to have to grab my arm. And if you've never done this before, the sensation is quite nausiating."

I just nodded my head, checked my back pocket to see if my wand was still there, and then grabbed his arm.

He wasn't lying when he said that it was nausiating, I felt like I was being pushed through a tube that was to small and then stumbled when we stopped in front of a manor.

"Welcome to Snape Manor." I looked up to see him smiling down at me slightly.

The manor was huge and absolutely stunning. The main part of the manor was a light blue, the roof had brown tiles and the window shutters were white. It almost reminded me of barbie's dream house.

I noticed Snape walk forward and I followed him. On the side of the walk way were flowers and trees. Nothing was over done, there wasn't too many of one thing, everything was perfect.

While I was watching the perfect plants I hadn't noticed that we reached the door. He opened it and then closed it behind me.

The inside of the house was beautiful and the best part was that it looked lived in, not like a show house.


I looked at Snape and shook my head. He just smiled and shook his.

I had to get away, I didn't want to see them until school started. I took a step forward, watching Snape, waiting for him to pull his wand to try and stop me. No such thing happened. I took another step, only to find myself being pulled back by the hand into Snape, who then wrapped his arm around my shoulder.

He wouldn't let me go, not until I formally met Pansy and Blaise. Dang him!

"Hey Uncle Sev, you call - whoa." Blaise trailed off and looked at me, more liked stared.

Pansy smiled. Not the reaction I was expecting from her.

"Blaise, Pansy, this is my daughter, Mya." Snape took his arm off my shoulder and walked out of the room.

"Hi." I was uncomfortable, Blaise was still staring at me.

Pansy hit him and then turned her attention to me.

"Hi Mya, I'm Pansy, as you've probably guessed, and this here is Blaise - "

"Granger? Hermione effing Granger?" He cut her off and Pansy stared at me.

This really was uncomfortable.

"Merlin, Uncle Sev could've said something." Pansy said, still staring at me.

I snorted, "He also could've stayed in the damn room."

And with that being said Pansy burst out laughing and Blaise fainted.

A/N: Hey, I'm so so so sorry that I haven't updated in a while. I know that Hermione seems really OOC, but who can expect her to be all good all the time. The story is moving along now and I PROMISE to update faster. Thank you to all who review and read. 
-Pale Rose 

P.S. R&R :P