Snape's Criminal Daughter

Chapter 19

Dumbledore was beyond infuriating Snape decided. He was walking down the corridors when completely out of nowhere, Dumbledore was there, trying to make conversation with him. Before long, it had turned into an argument. 

"Headmaster, you insist I teach her, and yet, she is nowhere to be found. I ask you, how do I teach someone who I cannot locate?" There was no venom in his voice, he realized, only annoyance, he had better things to do than bicker like a little child with the headmaster. 

"Severus, she has her reasons, frankly, I'm not overly surprised. She's rather like you, likes to keep her head down." Oh, how he would like to smack him. The smile on his face and the twinkle in his eyes were infuriating. And when he spoke again, did he almost storm away. 

"You realize, that you can't keep this from her, she'll find out eventually, she's a smart one. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if she was listening to us as we speak." He almost laughed. He doubted very much. The girl was smart, he had to give her that much, but smart enough to know the secret passageways throughout the castle? He doubted it very much. And he proceeded to tell Dumbledore so. 

"I doubt it very much Dumbledore, she has merely been here for no less than four days, that's hardly enough time to acquire knowledge about secret passageways." Dumbledore laughed out loud this time, the smirk on his face growing wider by the minute. 

"Oh, Severus, how I wish that were true. But you see the statue of the witch we have just passed? Yes that one, I believe, she had followed certain Weasley twins inside and has been listening to the conversation we are now haveing. Oh don't act so shocked Severus, you know as well as I do that it won't be long until she discovers all passageways and practically follows us around, eavesdropping on all pleasant conversations we have like this one." He was about to give Dumbledore a piece of his mind. Dumbledore laughed again, eventually, gazing at his face, which he assumed, was set into a scowl. 

"Noon Severus, don't forget." He began to protest, but the chuckling Dumbledore had already left him. Debating whether or not run over and smack him upside the head, he walked down the corridors. A light walk on the grounds, he thought, would clear his head nicely. Turning around, he made his way to the grand double doors, but something stopped him. It was a voice, singing. 

Lily

He had to restrain himself from running, he knew, from previous looks, that he looked like an idiot when he did so. Only when he reached the double doors did the swooping feeling in his chest die. It wasn't Lily at all. No. It was her. He could dimly make out a sitting figure inside the swirling tornado of leaves. But dear god, it sounded like Lily. Another trait she picked up, he thought. He leaned against the doorframe, simply listening. And then, without a warning, the figure stood up and gazed in his direction. The leaves stopped swirling and floated to the ground. And there she was, standing there, clearly looking at him, standing there like an idiot, listening to her sing. 

Coming to his senses, he bolted inside, mentally slapping himself as he did so. 

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Git. She had returned inside the castle, Snape filling her thoughts. He was standing there, watching her. She had no idea what to do. She was torn between running down to the dungeons and slap him, or run to her room and shoot herself. She choose a mix of the latter and the first option. She reached the empty corridor and paced. 

Get me to my room or I swear I will blast you apart. 

The door, she figured, didn't want to get blasted apart, and she couldn't blame it. Walking inside her room, she sat on the bed, which sunk beneath her. It was them, and only then, did she spy the, what appeared to be, a letter. She didn't pick it up at first, instead, she pulled her wand out of her pocket, wary. When it appeared as though the letter wasn't going to curse her, she opened it. It was from Dumbledore.