Snape's Daughter (Book Two)

Chapter Two : The Twins Return

Hearing leaves crunch behind her, Ellia's eyes squinted open before she realised she'd dropped her mug of tea in the pond. Looking around her, she found nothing but the distant outline of the Burrow, which was producing fumes out of the chimney. Standing up, Ellia brushed off the dirt from her body before running her eyes. She'd fallen asleep whilst thinking of Draco. The traitor. Beginning her journey back to the Burrow, Ellia stumbled through the weeds and crops before hearing more twigs snap, this time from a distance away. Sharply turning around, Ellia scanned the area with her eyes, yet she couldn't see nothing. Panicking, Ellia ran through the ongoing piles of weeds until finally stumbling at the entrance of the Burrow. Pushing the door open, Ellia first saw Aurora, before noticing Fred and George behind her.

"Fred, George!" She shouted at the twins. Stunned, they turned around to see the beautiful and yet somewhat exhausted girl stood before them. They had both doubled in size, as well as grown their hair out. Just a little.

"Snapey!" They shouted, running up to her and bundling her.

"Careful boys!" Molly scolded them.

"It's fine," Ellia insisted, tackling the twins too.

"God look how much you've grown," George said, wide eyed and looking at Ellia's face and body.

"Oh shut up about me, what about you two? You've finally matured. That's something I never thought would happen," Ellia laughed, climbing back onto her feet and watching Fred and George scramble to their feet.

"Oh yeah, very funny Snapey,"Fred sarcastically said, before looping his arm into Aurora's.

"That's so........cute," Ellia sighed, watching the happy couple play around with each other. Suddenly, she felt her whole body lift into the air as George slung her over his shoulders.

"It's fine Snapey, you've still got me," George teased, avoiding Ellia's legs as they dangled like decorations in the air.

"Put me down!" Ellia cried with laughter, kicking and screaming.

"Nope," George refused, running around.

"George," Molly scolded him, before he ran up the stairs, Ellia still dangling off of his shoulders.

"You'll never catch me!" George shouted, still running up the stairs until he tripped on something, forcing him to tumble forwards, Ellia flying off of his back.

"Woah, careful guys!" Panemia said, running to Ellia's side. Rolling onto her back, Ellia burst out laughing as she watched George struggle to get himself off the ground.

"You deserve that!" She giggled, scrambling to her feet and leaning against Panemia.

"It was a trick though, El. To see if you would laugh ever again," George joked, finally getting up off the floor.

"Yeah, yeah George. Good excuses but nobody's falling for it," Panemia chuckled, before continuing her way downstairs.

"ELLIA!" Somebody screeched at the top of their voice, running down the stairs. Instantly, Ellia recognised Hermonie's light brown hair flying in the sunlight, and before she knew it Hermoine was in front of her.

"Hey Hermoine," Ellia greeted her, a smile placed on her face for the first time.

"We haven't got time for greetings, I need to show you something," Hermoine said, pulling a book out from behind her back.

"A book? Of all things?" Ellia asked her, stunned as to why she would give or show Ellia a book.

"It's not just that, I found something out about Occulemency," Hermoine caught Ellia's attention as soon as the words escaped her now pursed lips. It had been so long since Ellia had even given a thought about the findings, what it was and if her father ever used it.

"What about it?" Ellia asked her, now suddenly curious.

"I knew I'd heard the term somewhere, Harry had said about it last year because you're father taught him the counter spell. And then I was reading through this book, then it just came up in there," Hermoine said, handing Ellia the book with a book marked page. Reading through the page, Ellia was puzzled by the findings.

Occulemency is a powerful spell used by strong witches and wizards to read their opponents mind. This skill was used thoroughly throughout the First Wizarding War for followers of You-Know-Who and himself, who seeked knowledge from their victims.

Known users :

- Tom Riddle Aka You-Know-Who
- Albus Dumbledore *Deceased*
- Severus Snape
- Elisin Dumbledore *Deceased*
- Several members of the Order Of The Phoenix and several Death Eaters

It stunned Ellia at first to see both Voldemort's, her father's and Dumbledores name in the list, but she didn't feel like that was the most surprising thing about it all.

"Whose Elisin Dumbledore?" Ellia asked Hermoine, re-reading the page she had just previously read.

"I'm not sure. There's no books saying anything about Dumbledore having another sister or any Elisin existing. This is the only source were she is mentioned," Hermoine informed Ellia.

"Maybe the ministry will have something about it," Ellia suggested, closing the book, but still holding onto it.

"You can hardly walk in there though, your Snape's daughter. They'd torture you for information about him," Hermoine warned Ellia.

"But I've got no information about him. I know no more than they do," Ellia said, confused as to why they would ask, or torture her.

"But they don't know that. It's different now, everything's changed," Hermoine said, making Ellia see sense.

"You're right. I don't know why I should care about this girl anyway, what's she got to do with me," Ellia sighed, handing Hermoine back the book.

"Don't look so unimpressed, we'll find something useful one day," Hermoine promised Ellia, before continuing to walk down the stairs.

"Wait, Hermoine," Ellia called, turning around to face her.

"Yeah?" Hermoine replied.

"The girls dead, right?" Ellia asked her.

"Yeah. That's what the book says anyway," Hermoine told Ellia.

"Okay, that's fine. Just fine," Ellia said, before following Hermoine downstairs. Elisin Dumbledore had now taken over her mind, her father no longer mattered. Ellia was curious about who this girl was, and how she was related to Dumbledore.

"Ellia, darling," Molly embraced her motherly arms around Ellia, snuggling the young teenage girl.

"I'm fine Molly," Ellia insisted.

"I know that sweetheart, I m not silly," Molly said, letting go off Ellia.

"Then why hug me?" Ellia asked, suddenly regretting her rude tone, "Sorry. My minds just not in focus right now."

"Why don't you go with Arthur to the ministry? Clear your mind off things," The opportunity snapped Ellia's attention for a moment, a chance to find out who Elisin was.

"Yes, I'll take you if you want. We'll change your identity of course," Arthur said, joining Molly and Ellia.

"Yes," Ellia burst out, "I'd love to go."

"Great. I'll grab you some of Ginny's clothes and you can wear them, and just say you're Arthur's niece," Molly suggested.

"Sure," Ellia smiled, "Thanks."

"No need to thank us, Ellia. We're always here," Arthur replied, returning the smile.