The Daughter of the rat.

Prolouge: a tragic death.

All that was left of Peter Pettigrew was a finger.

This much was known by Severa . Slaughtered by Sirius Black, she knew he was the devil but doing something like this? She wouldn't of thought of it to be done to someone as close as Pettigrew was.

But Severa was meeting Dumbledore on this cold, dark- Generally unpleasant night for more important things regarding Pettigrew, Dumbledore refused to give a clear reason. When did he ever? Just sending her a letter saying it was urgent.

As the woman bounded in she froze, staring at a peculiar sight. The elderly Dumbledore with an infant. Cradling the small girl, tenderly as she slept unaware of the world around her. Entirely peaceful.

"Severa I'm glad you could make it" 

The wise headmaster smiled softly ,looking up to see Severa's distressed state, still holding the baby. Severa looked at the baby with concern and befuddlement. Surely, he wasn't going to ask her to do what she thought he was.

"What exactly did you call me here for?" 

The pale-faced long-nosed woman looked up at Albus ,eyebrows furrowed, her face full of concern and worry. 

"Her name is Esadora, she was Mr Pettigrew's daughter- " He began to explain
"His, what?!" She exclaimed sharply- she had never thought of Pettigrew to be able to- romance a woman let alone bed one. It was shocking to say the least...

"Yes, his daughter. Since he has, tragically perished and the mother has been deceased. I need you to take her."

Severa was  taken back from the request to say the least. It was not too long ago that she had turned spy for this man but now he was going to ask her to care this baby?! 

" With all due respect sir I don't think I am the best candidate for this , I mean cant anyone else take care-"Dumbledore interrupted her swiftly.

 "Sirius is on his way to Azkaban , you know of  Remus's condition , it would be too dangerous for a child and we cant get ahold of any relatives she may have. " 

Severa sighed deeply, she wasn't prepared for a child in the slightest; the child woke up slightly and looked around sleepily.

 "Would you like to hold her?"The wiser wizard asked. 

She reluctantly nodded her head. Carefully he handed the small, fragile, chubby child to her and she cradled her.  The baby girl looked at Snape who returned the stare, she couldn't of been more than one year old.
The girl had sharp blues eyes and only a slight patch of mousy-brown soft hair on the top of her head, staring up at Severa eyes full of wonder. Severa tilted her head , to her amusement the baby copied. She chuckled softly, a smile creeping up at the edges of her mouth. The little girl smiled right back at her giggling. Her smiled only grew.

She had lost so much...maybe it was time that she had something- someone that would replace those feelings of loss and dread...

"Ok, I'lll do it."