Chapter 24: Terrifying Tragedy
Lucy woke up the next morning to find herself in bed. Just like someone who had been drunk the previous night, she had no idea how she had ended up in her bed. She had probably dozed off and Matt had brought her back. Snape must have been asleep otherwise Lucy would have heard him yelling at Matt.
"Good morning, Lucy," Snape sighed as Lucy made her way into Snape's living room. Jessica was sat on one of the chairs avaliable. She looked rather eager about something while Snape busied himself with making tea.
"Don't sound too enthusiastic, dad," Lucy raised her eyebrows, she was about to leave when Jessica stood up. Her mouth was open as if to say something but she didn't. Lucy stopped herself from leaving, her hand was clamped on the door handle. "Yes?"
"No, no, it's nothing," Jessica muttered awkwardly before heading towards the door. Lucy leant back against the door, preventing Jessica from exiting.
"What did you want to say to me?" Lucy asked, her eyes curious.
"It's nothing," Jessica protested, desperately trying to get past Lucy.
"No, tell me."
Snape briefly glanced up from where he was making tea before glancing back down. Lucy swore she saw a flicker of panic in his eyes but couldn't be too certain, when did her father ever panic? Well, excluding all the times Lucy was in danger.
"OK," Lucy pulled a face. "Both of you, sit down. Something is going on and I want to know exactly what it is," Lucy pointed to the sofa in front of her. Jessica sat down immediately but Snape seemed reluctant. Lucy glared at him.
"Just remember who's in charge of who, Lucy," Snape pointed out as he set two cups of tea on the table in front of him before sitting down next to Jessica.
Lucy folded her arms. "I want one of you, I don't care who, to tell me what's going on."
Snape and Jessica looked awkwardly at each other before looking at the floor. Neither of them wanted to speak to her and Lucy was getting frustrated, she would get the answer out of them even if it killed her. She was just plotting tactics when Jessica stood up and faced her.
"Y-Your father..." Jessica gulped. "Your father proposed to me."
Snape looked even more awkward now and was trying to pretend he wasn't there as he gazed into the distance and tried to think of himself being anywhere but here. However, Lucy didn't seem to mind, Lucy did the thing that Snape thought she'd do exactly the opposite of. She smiled.
"That's really nice," Lucy beamed. "It really is."
"You think so?" Jessica seemed surprised at Lucy's reaction, she too thought Lucy would take it in bad way. "I-I mean I thought you would — "
"Thought I'd flip out? Of course not, I'm happy for you both!"
"You are?" Snape looked at her with a bit of confusion in his eyes as though somebody had replaced his daughter with this girl in front of him.
"Of course! Why shouldn't I be?"
"But, Lucy," Jessica looked at her with sad eyes. "Aren't you sad? I mean, I thought you wouldn't want this because it would be like me replacing your mother. I-I don't want to do that!"
"I didn't even know my mother," Lucy shrugged. "Of course, it would be nice to have her here but you know what, I've got you instead. I've known you for longer and you might not be my biological mother but I didn't know dad was my real father until a couple of years ago and I loved him then. What's the difference?"
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Lucy Snape and the Half-Blood Princess (Book Six)
FanfictionA HARRY POTTER FAN FICTION BOOK SIX IN THE LUCY SNAPE SERIES Lucy Snape. Sixteen years-old. Missing. Zuc captured her and she's now on the Medieval islands, locked away. Nobody has come to save her and she can't get out no matter how hard she tries...