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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 7: Welcome back to Hogwarts Mya!

I glared at him. That was it!
Slowly he put his hands in the air. Trying to look innocent.
I’m pretty sure it was after Severus told us to behave that I attacked him.

            I have no idea how it happened, but time seemed to fly by and all of a sudden I was at King’s Cross Station, packed and ready to head to Hogwarts.

            I looked around the station, seeing all of the other students saying good-bye to their parents. Watching all the frightened first years stare at the Hogwarts Express in terror. I smiled sadly at the memory of my first time getting on the train, the saying good bye to my parents, hoping that I would fit in. Little did I know then that I would make friends who would have people trying to kill them and eventually have others try to kill me.

            Sheesh, how pleasant my life has turned out.

            “Alright, I’ll see you guys at school. Remember, once you get there I am Professor and not Uncle Sev, or Severus, or whatever else you call me.” Severus looked at all of us.

            We nodded.

            “See you at school then. Have a nice train ride.” He looked over at Blaise and Pansy once more and then nodded. They nodded back. Were they having some type of weird conversation?

            Blaise smiled at me “Come on Mya, let’s go find a carriage.”

            “Sure one sec, just let me grab my luggage . . .” My voice trailed off as I saw Malfoy lift up my bags and his. “What are you doing?”

            He looked at me strangely. “I’m grabbing your things for you and then finding a carriage.”

            “I can carry my own things!”

            He smiled. “Sure you can.” Then he walked off towards the train, both our bags in tow.

            Okay, I knew my bag and his were heavy, so how is he not crumbling under the weight, or not walking slower?

            “Mya? Mya?” Pansy waved a hand in front of my face.

            I jumped. Blaise burst out laughing.

            “Oh, shut up!” I rolled my eyes. Then started towards the train.

            That was when I heard the voice that made me stop dead in my tracks and slowly turn around.

            “Bye Ginny, Ron, Harry! Write me at least once a week. And when you see Hermione tell give her my love!”

            It was the voice of Mrs. Weasley.

            “Hey Gin! Send us a toilet seat – “

            “We never got around to taking one for ourselves!”

            That would be the twins.

            A smile lit my face. It’s been ages since I’ve seen them! Quickly I turned around, ignoring Blaise and Pansy, and ran towards them. Only to be stopped by a cold hand around my wrist. I tugged against it.

            “C’mon Mya, we’re going to miss the train!” Pansy dragged me towards the compartment Malfoy was sitting in; Blaise locked the door behind him.

            “HEY!” I protested. “I want to go see my friends.”

            “Mya,” Pansy said, “You can’t just walk up to them and start talking like you’ve known them for years. They won’t recognize you. You have to think about what you’re going to tell them anyways.”

            I scowled, but remained sitting.

            The ride was pretty silent after that.


            The sorting hat sang yet another depressing song about all of us dying if we didn’t co-operate. Stupid hat must have never seen Gryffindor and Slytherin together.

            I was currently sitting by myself at the Gryffindor table, due to the fact that no one knew who I was. McGonagall said something about Dumbledore telling the school who I was. Until then I was left to my own devices.

            The sorting went by tortuously slow and I couldn’t help but laugh when I heard Ron complain about being hungry. He would never change.

            Finally, Dumbledore began to introduce me . . . again.

            “Welcome to another year at Hogwarts, to all new and old faces! I would like to start off by telling you all of a change in one of our fellow students. You see, there was once a child who was taken from her parents and then put up for adoption. This summer this child has gotten to know her real name, her real family, and her new look. I would like you to all meet Mya Rose Snape, daughter of Professor Snape.”

            I saw all eyes turn towards the Slytherin table, waiting for the daughter of Snape to rise. I’m pretty sure I gave the whole school a heart attack when I rose from the Gryffindor table. I blushed as all I turned towards me with disbelief.

            “Umm . . . hi” I said meekly, giving a small wave.

            “Now as you’re all probably wondering,” Dumbledore continued, “What was this young woman’s name before she found out her real one.”

            There was a murmur from the crowd; all of them throwing names around, trying to guess what Gryffindor was actually a Snape.

            “I give to you, the old Hermione Jane Granger, the new Mya Rose Snape and our new Head Girl!”

            A few of the teachers clapped, but everyone else was silent. Staring at me. Wow, this was awkward.

            Then the noise started.

            “NO WAY- “

            “Granger?? A Snape??”

            “That’s impossible.”

            “Is this a joke??”

            “So no funny!”


            My eyes were only on one table. Only on a group of people. My friends. Some of them just stared, others looked at me disgusted. Some were surprised. Luna, Neville and Ginny just smiled, looking like they expected it the whole time.

            “OY!” My head snapped towards the noise. Blaise. Of course. “Everyone! Shut up! Eat or go to bed!”

            I smiled gratefully at him. He winked in return.

            “I believe that Mr. Zabini is correct. Time for bed. Pip, Pip. I would like Miss Snape, Miss Parkinson, Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Zabini to stay behind.”

            The hall slowly dwindled down to only us four, Severus and Dumbledore.

            “As head Boy and Girl, Mr. Malfoy and Miss Snape will be sharing a common room and kitchen. Severus here will show you to your head quarters. Miss Parkinson and Mr. Zabini will be joining you as per request.”

            I sighed. That’s just great. Nothing against them or anything like that, just more like the fact that I am a Snape in Gryffindor sharing a room with 3 Slytherins.

            I tried to take in as much as I could on our way to the common room so I would remember where it was. Turns out I didn’t need to; it was very conveniently down the hall from the library.

            “Psssssst . . .” Blaise nudged me. “You’re in luck shorty, right beside the library. This way you won’t have to walk as far.”

            I growled at the nickname. “I swear Blaise. If you call me shorty one more time, I’ll maim you. Or maybe I’ll take away yours and Pansy’s favourite play toy.”

            Pansy and Blaise froze. Malfoy laughed. Severus chuckled. “Good luck with that.”

            “How did you know?” Blaise asked.

            “I’m not an idiot.”

            “Could’ve fooled me.”

            I very WISELY chose to ignore him.

            Severus came to an abrupt stop and then stood in front of a beautiful portrait of angels. “Gabriella, Zacheriah. This is Mya, Blaise, Pansy, and Draco. The students living in the dorm.”

            I waved at them.

            They waved back.

            “You get to choose your password. Girl’s room is on the left, Boy’s on the right. See you guys tomorrow.”

            A chorus of “See ya, Uncle Sev. Night Severus.” Rang through the hall way.

            He rolled his eyes. “We’re in school. It’s Professor Snape.” With that he left us to explore our new room.

            “So . . I vote that our password should be rainbow.” Blaise, ever the weird one.

            “Rainbow? Seriously???” Malfoy asked.

            We all looked at each other.

            “Why not?" I shrugged.

            “Password please?” The angels asked.

            “Rainbow.” We all said in unison. Then we burst out laughing.       

            I was in an awe as soon as I walked into the common room. It was all very neutral and calming. There were no house colours anywhere. The couches were black leather, the coffee table was mahogany. Our fire place was HUGE!

            Walking through to the kitchen I saw many muggle appliances and smiled. The fridge, cupboards and freezer were designed to hold whatever we asked for.

            Next stop. The bedrooms.

            “Hey guys!” I called out. “I’m heading to bed. See ya tomorrow.”

            “Night Mya!”

            I walked up the stairs and opened the door on the left.

            Immediately I noticed two beds, one for me and one for Pansy. The walls were a deep dark purple. The dressers made out of the same woods as the coffee table. On one side of the room was a door that went into the bathroom, which was very neutral but held all of our necessities. The other, I was surprised to find, went out to a balcony.

            The night was beautiful; I could see the sky reflecting in the lake. Yupp. I would definitely be spending a lot of time out here.

            An owl caught my attention. It held out it’s leg towards me and then waited patiently as I untied the letter attached to it.

            Mya Rose Snape.

            How could you not tell us?? We’re your best friends! Room of Requirement 11 o’ clock, tonight.

            Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley.


            I glanced at the clock. 10: 30.

            How was I supposed to get out?

 A/N: I know I know. Not the greatest. This chapet needed to happen though. SO now Hogwarts knows. 
Anyone want to guess at Harry and Ron's reactions? Or maybe how Mya will be treated? 
Next chapter: All about the meeting and classes.
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-Pale Rose