Harry potter one shot/(requests are OPENED)

Father?/(S.S+S.B)

Request: not a request, requests are OPENED, please I need request cause my imagination is limited

Summary: Yn is Snape adoptive daughter but Sirius's biological daughter

Warning: Angst, fluff, platonic relationships (father daughter)

Word Count: 2062

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The summer sun filtered through the thick canopy of trees surrounding Spinner's End, casting dappled shadows on the ground. Y/N stood at the door of her home, her heart heavy with an unshakeable feeling of uncertainty. Severus Snape, her father in every sense she understood, was preparing for yet another meeting of the Order of the Phoenix. While he had always been secretive about his work, this time felt different. There was a tension in the air, a sense of foreboding that gnawed at her insides.

"Y/N, we must go," Snape's voice broke through her thoughts, his tone clipped and impatient, as if he was trying to shake off a weight that pressed on his shoulders. She nodded, following him into the depths of the familiar darkness that was their home. The cold stone walls felt suffocating, but she was used to feeling the chill of their surroundings. She had long since accepted that her life was intertwined with shadows-the shadows of her father's past, the shadows of the wizarding world.

The journey to Grimmauld Place was filled with an unsettling silence. Y/N stole glances at her father as they walked side by side, his normally stoic expression deep in thought. She could sense the turmoil within him, something he was guarding, something he didn't want to share. But Y/N had learned long ago that there were things even a father like Snape would not reveal. There were secrets that had a way of festering in the dark, and for a fleeting moment, she wished he would let her in.

As they arrived at the imposing door of Grimmauld Place, Y/N felt a shiver run down her spine. The house loomed before them, its dark façade speaking of secrets and whispers. Snape knocked three times, his hand steady but his brow furrowed. The door creaked open, revealing a bustling room filled with members of the Order.

Y/N felt a rush of apprehension. She had heard tales of these brave souls who fought against the darkness, but what did they think of her? She was just a girl, an outsider in a world filled with heroes and legends. Her heart raced as she stepped inside, the atmosphere thick with tension and determination.

As they entered, the room fell silent, all eyes turning towards her and Snape. She felt a flush of embarrassment wash over her. It was as if she were under a spotlight, exposed and vulnerable. But it was Sirius Black who broke the silence. He stood at the far end of the room, his eyes widening as they locked onto her.

"Y/N,my dear daughter" he breathed, his voice catching in his throat. The intensity of his gaze was unsettling, and she shifted uncomfortably under his scrutiny.

"Umm....You must be mistaken," she replied defensively, crossing her arms over her chest. She could feel the weight of the room's attention on her, and it made her anxious. "I'm with here with my father."

But Sirius stepped forward, his expression earnest and pained. "No, it's you. You're my daughter. I thought I lost you." His voice was thick with emotion, and Y/N felt the air grow heavy with unspoken truths.

She shook her head, incredulous. "That's ridiculous. You're just messing with me-my father is Severus Snape! Dad tell him!" She turned to fave her father, Her heart raced, anger bubbling up inside her. How dare he come into her life, claim to be someone that important, and disrupt everything she thought she understood?

Snape's expression shifted from annoyance to something closer to dread. "Y/N, you need to listen-"

"Please tell me he's messing!" she interrupted but the look on Snape's face answered her, her voice rising. "You've been lying to me! How could you not tell me? Did you think I wouldn't want to know? Did you think I wouldn't care?"