Snapes lost Daughter

Seventeen years old...

Belle woke up. It was still dark, and as she looked at her watch it was 3.30 in the morning. She tried to sleep, but after a while, she decided to get upp, and to get dressed. 

As she sat up in her bed, she could feel a filthy thing lying beside her. It lifted its head, and looked with those yellow eyes on Belle.

- Godmorning Kitty, Belle said and smiled. The litle cat moaawed as an answer.

Kitty was Belles cat. She actually never knew since when she had had Kitty, but Kitty had allways been on Belles side, ever since Belle could remember. 

She got up, and went to her woardrobe. She took out some darkblue jeans and a black casual chemise. It was summer, but Belle still had to go to school, to get better grades. Even at three in the morning, it was hot.

Kitty had also gotten out of bed, and sat on Belles desk. She watched her carefully, with those yellow eyes.

Belle took and looked at her phone, before she went into the bathroom. She had gotten two new messeges. One was from a boy at school, Chase. He was kind of into Belle. He was a goth. But Belle never liked him, but aperently he liked her. She looked at the messege and it said; "Happy Birthday Belle! See ya att school! ;)". Belle sighted and took away the messege that Chase had sent her. She looked at the other messege, and recognized the number. The messege was from yesterday at 9 PM. It was from Melody. The popular girl.

Melody was the typical girl, you would expect to be popular. She had blond hair to her back, and had blue eyes. She was tal, and skinny, but not as scinny as Belle. But Belle was TOO skinny to be sexy, as Melody was. Melody was always wearing short skirts with a tight top and high heals. 

Melody had allways been mean to Belle, without anny reason.

Belle put away the phone, and deleted the messege. She went into the bathroom, and tha cat followed her. Belle locked the door, and looked into the mirrow. 

Her pale face, showed her eyes clearly. Her eyes were golden-brown, but more gold than brown. Her hair was also verry strange. It was black. REALLY black! It reached her to her waist. The strange thing was that she didn't even look like her parents, she looked compleatly diferent.

Her dad had blond hair with blue eyes, and her mom had light brown hair, with green eyes. Their face didn't look the same way either. 

Without looking at the mirrow, she changed and went out to her room. It was now half past foure. She had been in the bathroom for about an houre. The hal was still empty as she went out of her room. She didn't sleep upstairs were her parents slept. She was sleeping downstares in a litle dark room.

Their house was quite big, but there were only two beadrooms. The bedroom uppstairs was big, and her parents had tolled Belle that she could have the bigg rom if she wanted, but Belle didn't. She liked the litle room that she had. It was dark, comfortable and she liked it. Her perents had tried to convince her, but Belle didn't want to. At last they accepted Belles choice and she got the little room, but her mom wanted to decorate it to. Belle siad no to that too. Her mom tolled her that she had to do something with the room. Before they had fixed it,, it had the collor grey on the wals and the floor was dirty. Belle and her dad collored the walls black with red roses, and they cleaned the floor, so that you could se the wood.

Sometimes Belle thought about thing, like; why was she so different from her perents, or her family at al? Why did her parents give her so manny things, and why did they do everything she wanted. It wasn't like Belle had control over her parents, but they allways treated her like.. a "princes" or something. Sometimes Belle even wondered if she was adopted. She had once asked her mom, but she denied it, and after that Belle had never asked.

As Belle came into the living room, she saw her dad laying in the sofa sleeping. She went slowly twoards him, and started to shake him. He quickly woke up, and looked with those blue eyes at her.

- Godmorning honey, he said and hugged her.

- 'Morning dad, Belle replied. 

- So, how is my 17 year old girl feeling?

Belle smiled. Not because she felt good, but because sha had compleatly forgotten that it was her birthday. She looked at her dad, and he was smiling too, looking at her, waiting for an answere.

- I'm ok, she said and laughed.

- You forgot again, right? her dad asked her and started laughing.

- Kind of, Belle laughed with her dad, as they were walking into the kitchen. 

- That's my Belle! her dad said and smiled as he started to take out breakfest.

- Is mom still a sleep? Belle asked as she took out the food for Kitty. Her dad didn't answere, but his face was not smiling annymor.

- Dad? Belle asked again.

- Well..., he said slowly. Your mom is working.

- Ohh, Belle said and watched Kitty while she was eating. She could eat anny amount of food, without getting fat.

- I know it's lame of her, and I toled her that but...

- Dad, it's ok, Belle said calmly. I know you have to work hard these days.

- That's good honey, he said and kissed his daughter on her forhead. You have grown upp so fast. You even act older than you age. When I was at your age I...

- Went drunk every single day? Belle asked and laughed.

- Well. kind of maybe, her father answered and smiled. But I also had lots of girls and stuff like that...

- DAD!? Belle screamed out.

- What? I was just saying that....

Her dad paused. He was thinking how to say it.

- Maybe you should start too hang out with some .. guys. You know... Maybe get a boyfriend...

- DAD!!! We've talked about this.

- I know it's just.... you seem so lonley.

- Daaad, I'm fiiine!

This was the problem with her parents, or atleast her dad. At her age, he had been popular and having lots of girls after him. He was "cool" and he still seamed to be cool. He allways talked about this, when Belles mom wasn't around. She never wanted to talk about things like that with Belle, because she thought she could get sad.

- I'll find a boyfriend one day, and when I do, you'll se that I'm fine!

Her dad just looked at her. He looked like he was worried.

Thay sat down on the table to eat.

- Well, he said. As it is yuor birthday, I want to give you this. He gave Belle a silver necklace, and she took it in her hands geantly.

- Thanks, she said and smiled. Where did you get it? Its beautiful!

Her dad smiled, and didn't say a word. This was another riddle he had given her. She looked at the necklace again. It was of real silver. Or maybe white gold. She didn't se the diference, but it was very beautiful. It had diferent types of signs on it, and in the middle there was a black-purple christal formed as a heart. In it you could see silver leters spelling her name: Isabelle.