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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 4: Whoever said that playing games will get you no where?

The first three days were possibly the most awkward days of my life. It turns out that the Snape "family" eats dinner together every night, and then (to make matters worse) on Friday nights they have a "family night", consisting of games and movies. Unfortunately, today was friday and my hiding in my room would have to end.

I felt like the clock was litterly going as fast as it could just to spite me, I swear that only 10 minutes ago it was 4:00pm. The stupid thing now read 5:58pm. Dinner was at 6.

Stupid idiotic clock, why couldn't it slow down when something we hated was about to happen. Or atleast slow down enough for me to find away out of an awkward night full of silence.


One more minute and I'll be called downstairs by my knew "father" or as I like to call him Severus.


"MYA!! Time for dinner!"

Merlin, when he said 6 he meant 6. Here goes nothing.

"Coming!" I yelled back and made my way down the stairs as slowly as possible, again, the stupid thing called time had other plans and before I knew it, I was downstairs tucked into the table staring at a plate of spaghetti.

"Two more days and you guys will be headed of to Hogwarts, boy has time ever flown by." Severus made an attempt at small talk and I snorted, time sure has flown by.

"Mya, your what? Sixteen, right?"

"Umm... Yeah, Pansy. My birthday is in September. On the fourth to be exact."

"Another September birthday! Sheesh all my money will be gone within the first week of September."

I looked towards Blaise with a questioning glance. "Who else has a birthday in September?"

"Well, Uncle Sevs is on the 2nd and Pansy's is on the 6th."

"I'm 2 days older than Pansy?"

She snorted, "Technically speaking, you are."

I looked around the table. Blaise looked at Pansy weirdly, Pansy looked alarmed, as if she let something slip by accident and Severus was giving Pansy a warning look. I could tell that they were hiding something. I now had a mystery to solve.


Severus cut in, before Pansy could answer, "Sorry there Mya, Pansy has always been a tid bit sarcastic."

Apparently this secret was supposed to remain a secret to me. They should know that I'm naturally a curious person and almost always find something out when I need to.

"Well, I'm stuffed. How about some games?"

Pansy sighed, "Sure Blaise, let's play some games."

"You know, I'm actually pretty tired. Mya, Pansy, Blaise, you guys have fun. I'm going to head to bed."

"Night Uncle Sev." Pansy and Blaise said in unison.

"Night Severus."

He walked up the stairs, the door swinging slightly behind him. Silence engulfed the room and then..

"YES! He's finally going to let us have gamenight with just kids! I've been waiting for this for years." I jumped, officially scared, as Blaise did some sort of happy dance around the kitchen.

Pansy rolled her eyes. "Come on, Blaise. Stop dancing and give us some game suggestions."

He looked toward her with a mischievious glance in his eyes. And the next three wods he said almost killed me.

"Truth. Or. Dare."

I faked a yawn. "Sorry guys, I'm going to have to skip on this one. Maybe next time."

Truth or dare was something I was definitely not playing. I turned around, heading for the door when I felt something pulling me back.

Blaise had grabbed my shoulder (coming out of nowhere I might add) and halled me back to the kitchen table. Where he then sat beside me to make sure I didn't run off.

Not that I was stupid enough to try it, he was about a foot taller then me.

Pansy scoffed and sat across from us, forming a triangle.

I sighed, "Fine then, your game Blaise. You start."

"Pansy, Truth or Dare."


He grinned, "Have you ever pole danced?"

Pansy blushed and glared at him. Another intresting fact for me to investigate. "Yes."

He smiled. "Your turn Pansy."

"Mya, truth or dare?"

I decided to play it safe. I mean I'm new here so they won't be asking many personal questions and I really don't want Severus to think I've gone crazy with the dares I have no doubt they'd give me. "Truth."

"Have you ever had a tattoo?"

I froze. No one. And I mean no one was to know. My adoptive parents never even found out. "Yes."

They both stopped and looked at me. I was once the infamous Hermione Granger, I guess I could understand how they could be surprised. But in my defense, the tattoo is awsome.

"C-Can we see it?" I sighed. Of course they'd want to see it.

I moved my hair and concentrated on my left shoulder, willing the skin to let the tattoo show. I knew I was successful when I heard to gasps.

"It's beautiful."

"You're a metamorphisis?"

I looked at Blaise weirdly. "No. Once you get a tattoo in the wizarding world they give you three charms. One to change the colour of the tattoo. One to hide the tattoo, in case of a formal event or in my case parents. And one to make the tattoo move or stay still."

Pansy looked at me a smiled. "Whats it look like when its moving? Show me!"

I sighed and concentrated again, soon I heard a squeal of delight and I allowed myself to smile.

When moving the tattoo was amazing. The way the wings of fire on the butterfly would move, back and forth like real flame. Then the way the couple in the middle would continue to embrace and kiss, made it seem surreal. I loved it and by the sounds of it Pansy did to.

I moved my hair back in place and gave a small smile. "I believe that its my turn. Blaise Truth. Or. Dare.?"

A/N: I am SO SO SO SO Sorry for the long delay. But my internet crashed and I couldn't update. I know that the story is moving slowly but everything is happening for a reason and it's important to pay attention to details. By the way, if anyone has any reccomendations for my writing please tell me! 
P.S. Any thoughts on what Blaise will choose, and if so what will happen?

Constructive Critisism welcome!
 - Pale Rose