{ Marriage contract au }
Sylvia Prince. Lady of the honorable and united house of Prince. Only Member of Main family of Prince. Fiancee and later on wife of Lord Consort Eric Prince. Half-blood witch.
Eric Prince. A member of the former most Noble...
12.05 a.m. The Slytherin Table , Great Hall , Hogwarts , Scotland , Britain , 12 February 1975.
Sylvia Eileen Snape is an abnormally in Hogwarts. Even in her own Hogwarts' house.
She is a Slytherin. One of top five students of her year with a very impressive marks on potions , DADA , ancient runes and arithmetics without any problem each year. One of few students that Professor Dumbledore favors despite being in the house of Snake. The rival house of his old house. Even the seniors are respected her , much to the new students of Slytherin's wonder at each year. A half - blood witch with a primary grey core and unprejudiced mind of her owns. She is also very wise , patient and caring toward abused or neglected students that was too scared to say anything which was quite a shock to them as she is known for not only her coldness but also stern nature throughout the years. Someone who didn't judge people nor selling their secrets out unless it will bring danger to either themselves or the school. An unofficial counselor of Hogwarts , the teachers always told her. A mother figure , teased her best friends later. But she's okay with it. Well... Until now...
" When will that man stop looking at Snape , Higgs ? " whispers a young third years Slytherin angrily as he glared at the said culprit sharply as he eats his meal , not once taking his glare off. " I don't know , Selwyn. But trust me , he better..." Answered the seventh years beside him as he eat his meal with an emotionless looks on his face , though a slightly glint in his eyes seem to betrayed him. Sylvia sighed as she listened to her housemates conversation. ' It's seem that the news spread fast... ' she thoughts as she raised her goblet to her mouth as the taste of her favourite grape juice filled his mouth with its pleasen taste. She really should stop them soon. " So...the rumor sure spread likes fire... don't you think so , syl ? " teased her best friend , Isabella with a bright smiles. " Please hold your opinion to yourself , heiress Miller. " She replies politely toward her upperclass best friend with cheeky grin , which made her best friend's left eyebrow twitched slightly.
Happy that she managed get such a reaction from her usually energetic and cheerful friend , she placed her goblet back on the table. Intentionally , didn't covers her grin at all to annoy her further more. Which she succeed in.
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Isabella Margaret Miller. Pureblood Witch from America that moved to Britain two years ago. A beautiful strawberry blonde haired girl with a pair of reddish brown oval shaped eyes and light skin tone that always find the time to spend with her whether in helping her with her charms homeworks or teasing her. One of her new best friend after her childhood friend , Lily Evans ditched her for her much popular and easy going friends after a single mistake that she did in moment of anger. She is dating Bartemius Crouch Jr. and they're planning to get marry before moving back to America to escape the war and her boyfriend's strict father. She really grateful for her presence despite her constantly teasing. " Hahaha... She got you , Isa. " Laughed her other best friend , Emilie softly from her left side with her beautiful light hazel grey eyes glints with amusement at their attics. " How mean... " Isabella whines softly at them as she pouted. " Hahaha...! " They're laughed again attracting other houses' except Gryffindor attention. Even the teachers turned toward them with the sounds of two melodic laughters of Sylvia and Emilie , making Isabella blushes more in embrassment.
