Chapter 2
Emilia's POV:
After transfiguration was potions. I was sat alone when professor Snape barged in.
"There will be no foolish wand waving or silly incantations in this class. As such I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle sience of exact art that is potion making. However for those select few, who possess the predisposition.
I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and insnare the sences; I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory and even put a stopper in death." He drawled.
" Potter tell me what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood." He questioned coming closer.
" A sleeping potion, so powerful that its known as the Draught of Living Death." I had read a part of the potions book this morning so I wasn't clueless.
"Very good, now where would you look if I asked you to find me a bezoar stone." He asked.
"Um, either in a potions cupboard or a stomach of a... Goat?" I didn't know that one. Though I knew it had to be a potion ingredient, back in the muggle world I read some medical forms, some including bezoar. I also remember Xavier telling me something about a bezoar and goats.
" Correct again miss Potter. How about this, what is the difference between monkswood and woldfsbane."
"Trick question it's the same plant." I replied.
After class I waited till everyone was gone before I went to professor Snapes desk.
"Excuse me professor." He looked up from his work to look at me.
"What is it Potter." He drawled.
"I-I was wondering if you knew my mother?" I questioned him not missing the shock flash in his eyes.
"How have you come to ask this question?" He asked.
"Well I know someone that told me that you were in the same year and-um- that doesn't matter." I explained, leaving out the ashpodel.
"Yes it is true I knew your mother." He answered putting down his quill.
"uh- Professor if it's not to much trouble could you tell me about her?" Once again I saw shock take him over. I furrowed my brows when he seemed to go into a daze.
"You don't know about your parents?" He asked.
"Well no my aunt doesn't really like talking about them." I sighed.
"Wait? Aunt? As in Petunia?" He asked looking at me as if I had a second head.
"Yes. And uncle Vernon." I replied in a whisper kinda getting scared from the angry look in his eyes. I took a step back but Snape noticed this and looked even angrier before calming down.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." Snape said back to the stoic look.
"No its okay." I said looking at him hesitantly.
"Your mother and I were friends back in school. She told me about her sister, I myself have met Petunia before. Lily told me that she would never make Petunia her childs guardian. Not to mention that magical children may not be placed in a muggle home." Snape explains.
" Wait so why am I with them then?" I questioned.
" That I do not know but for now head to lunch. We will speak leter." Snape suggested.
" Thank you Professor." I called as I walked down the hall.
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Emilia Potter.
Фанфик(ON HOLD) Emilia Potter. The girl who lived, the one who defeated the dark lord, their savior, this is what Emilia was known as. From books and daily prophets every witch and wizard knew that the Potter girl was save with a happy and loving family...
