I awoke with a start as a loud CRACK penetrated the air. I sat up and glanced around at my surroundings, dimly lit by the rising sun. A tall white haired, bearded old man stood at the waters edge brushing the sand from his strange clothing. He wore lilac velvet trousers, a red shirt with huge blue cuffs, an orange over coat all covered by a purple robe. 'Definitly not a muggle then,' I mused. Nini and I padded over to the man and I wandered around his feet looking up at him, examining him.
"Those eyes are not those of a kitten, are they. They've seen too much for that," he said kindly to me, his eyes twinkling.
"Its the tall old man," miawed Nini in shock.
I padded back over to the bench, before changing forms as the tall man sat down.
"You look just like your mother" he said, almost with pride, "But you have your Fathers eyes"
I fiddled with my red hair uncertainly.
"What happened to Charlotte?"
"She died. Four years ago. Bellatrix found us."
"Ahh.. Bellatrix always hated Charlotte, even as a child." He sighed, the twinkle in his eyes now gone as he stared sadly over the lake, "I took you to her on the night your mother was killed. Bellatrix tailed me the whole way there, I suppose she hoped to get revenge for the master she just lost. She wanted you dead."
Tears filled my eyes, so it was my fault Charlotte was killed?!
"Come now child, you cannot think it is your fault, Charlotte cared for you willingly knowing full well the risks, she knew the danger she faced and she took you into her care knowing she could try to save you from Bellatrix. She was your mothers best friend, and she would have done anything for Lily Potter."
I took the picture out of my pocket, the only picture I owned. It showed my Mother and Father and Charlotte in their youth. They waved happily at the camera not knowing thier lives would be completely destroyed.
"Were my Mother and Father together long?"
"They were best friends all through their childhood and shcool lives. They had you soon after they left Hogwarts. But your Father was a Death Eater, which put you in danger. Your mother didn't want you to be used by the Dark Lord and so took you away before the dark lord found out about you. She married a man Called James Potter and had a child with him. On the night they were killed by voldemort, you and the boy were saved by your Mothers and James's sacrifice. I took you to Charlotte and the boy to your mothers sister." he explains.
"Oh..... whats his name?" I asked
"Harry, Harry Potter."
"Does he know about me?"
"No."
"Does he have the same scar?"
"He does. But Harry Has not been brought up with magic. I assume you can do a bit of magic Delila?"
"I can do lots of magic. Charlotte taught me it since I was old enough to talk."
"May I see your Wand?
"I dont have a wand. I use wandless magic."
He looks taken aback, before regaining composure.
"You must be a very special little witch" he smiled and the twinkle returned to his eyes.
Not sure what to say I ask his name.
"My name is Albus Dumbledore. I am headmaster of Hogwarts."
"Will I be going there?"
"Most certainly my dear girl, but first we must run some errands. You need your school things and perhaps some more clothing. Term does not start till the first of September so We will Need to find you a Place to stay after we get the Shopping out the way."
I stared up at him. The prospect of staying with other humans frightened me a little, but I trusted this man, who had shown up like an angel, to save me from my road to nowhere. He held out his hand. I stared at it for a minute before grabbing my bag and my cat and taking his hand. I took a deep breath.
"Ok, take me away."
I braced myself, preparing to apperate. He smiled at me once before we disappeared.
[so guys, any thoughts, questions? shocked? :P Who will she be staying with i wonder? well i dont know is the answer as iv not written it :L BUT I WILL :) the world here belongs to mrs j.k but some characters are my own creation :) fan me baybah ;) comments pleeease :) much love sam xx
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The Story Of Delilah Snape
FanfictionDelilah Snape has been on the run for almost as long as she can remember. She has a few faded fuzzy memories of happier times but those days are long gone. Alone save for the cat who is her best friend ever since her only protector, Charlotte, was m...