"Dad. Please stop playing this song it is sad." The record player was spinning out a slow miserable tune for the pair to hear. "Alice. I require a new professor as you know. I shall be leaving in a moment so I suppose that you can baby Minerva until term starts." His mocking tone would have at one point been considered his serious tone as he found no joy in recent events, he only spoke with the utter most seriousness. "Can you tell me what happened to your hand first?" The black had spread so violently that is didn't take a genius to notice the marks. "All in good time. I must inform you though that this year I shall be very busy entering and leaving constantly." Alice huffed and stopped the playing record. "This-this black hand thing won't kill you will it?" Blue eyes glazed over in thought until he pulled himself from the trance. "This will not be the death of me." His voice only caused more questions in her mind. "But, what will? You say this like you know you will..." Albus kissed the top of his daughters head. "I love you. Always have, always will. Your mother would also be proud of you." She let him leave but her figure didn't move. 'What is he going to do?'
It was Alice's seventh and final year and there she sat in the teachers lounge with the same blasted song from the holidays that he constantly had on repeat "Alice dear. I ask that next year you continue your studies under me. I know your desire to work in transfigurations." Alice nodded as her response came "I will not take your job though. There should also be no reason for me to do so but still. I couldn't work where you did because one of two or two of two things would have happened." Slughorn sat quizzically and opened his mouth "what must have happened?" Alice sighed and looked at the older two. "Dad or Mamma would have either retired, I do not see hat happening any time soon. Or, they had to of passed on." Black eyes found hers and spewed hatred. "I must be off to bed." Her feet stumbled a little as she got to her feet. A small hug was given to the usual professors and she headed to bed. 'No George or Fred to pull pranks with.' Her mind wandered and so did she as the Fat Lady came into view.
"Harry and Luna. So glad someone else is here me, Miriam and Hermione are really glad that you could come." The round table allowed for all the students to sit around it and eat. Miriam sat to the right of Alice as her guest. "I wish I was as good at potions as you." Miriam spoke dreamily. "Miss Dumbledore here has never gotten less than 100% on anything." The proud professor announced but Alice found her cheeks warm up at the attention. "Please call me Alice." Her face had turned to the cause of all the attention on her left. "Very well Alice." Her smile was small and slight dimples were seen as her lips hooked up. "So, tell me dear Alice. Do you excel in any subject as well as you do in mine?" The others around her gave a 'sorry' look as she turned to face him again "yes. All of the subjects that I study I manage the same results." Horace was surprised to say the least at her confession. "100% in everything?" It was almost disbelief. "Yes. I have had to pick the subjects that I enjoy the most and do not clash. I had to drop divination for ancient ruins and the same goes for some other subjects." Slughorn was happy with this and began eating again but before Alice could start talking to her friends again he spoke to her "so, what subjects do you study?" Her napkin was laid across her lap after she wiped nonexistent dirt away and she responded "transfigurations, potions, charms, ancient ruins and defence against the dark arts." He finally dropped the conversation which allowed Alice to turn her attention back to her friends.
Albus had been leaving and arriving just as he had told his daughter but a small part of her just wanted him. Every time she entered his office the same song would be playing and so she would make it stop. The words made her blood run cold. Harry also had gone for a while, it may have been once or more but with her exams coming up she kept her head down. On occasion Alice would revise in her father's office in hopes of seeing him. Even after she sat her exams she would return to his barren room and read any book she fancied from his shelves. "My girl." His soft voice spoke and immediately Alice wrapped her arms around him. "Every time I come into my office I have to put this song back on. I know it is sad, it hurts me more than you but, please let it play. I figured that it was you turning the music off." Alice pulled away and gently handled the blackened hand. "Please just tell me." His arm was withdrawn and he patted her head with the other. "Come, sit on my lap as you read. You used to do this all the time. Reading, writing. Pity an old man." His strange request was fulfilled and she knew that he wouldn't tell her why he wanted her to. "Tell me if I hurt you." He laughed then coughed roughly. "You could never hurt me." Alice was reading and so no response was expected but still she gave one "Mamma told me that when you first tried to leave me with her that I ran my head at you in an attempt to hug but instead I hit your privates. She said that never had she seen you in pain like it." His beard tickled her as he laughed at the memory that Minerva had shared with his daughter. "She loves you. More than she loves anything. That is past and present, dare I even say future. Calling her your mother isn't replacing your real one. You are just showing that you love them both enough to push through it. Your mother was always fond of Minerva." The tears could be heard in his voice which made Alice turn and hug the man that she loved above all else. "Don't cry daddy. I love you." His hands caressed her hair as he kissed the silver hair occasionally. "I love you too. My baby girl." Alice came to a stand and listened as the same song played again and again in the background. "Is this goodbye?" Albus was shocked to say the least but he couldn't ignore it. He was proud and pleased with her intelligence. "I hope not. I never know though." Alice collected her things and kissed her father on the nose and cheek. "Take care daddy. I love you." Tears fell as she escaped the room to cry freely.
The cold harsh wind knocked about the pale girl as she walked slowly around. Her eyes looked into the sky but her heart stopped when she looked into the astronomy tower. "Daddy." It was so loud that Albus couldn't miss it. Again Alice had messed with his plans. She wasn't supposed to be there. To see him die. His blue eyes flicked to her and then to the boy beneath the floor. "Severus...please." it was done. The last he heard was his daughters voice "NO!" Alice tried to reach the body but strong arms reached around her. Minerva was there with eyes ready to cry. To the professor it was like losing her fiance, husband and Alice all at once because deep down Albus meant as much to her as either men had at any point and she also knew that with Albus a large part of Alice died too. The girl struggled, shouted and screamed to be let free as tears wet the professors hand that lay on her waist. Alice felt weak but her desire to be with the man again brought all her strength back. Students started to crowed around the body of the smartest man that had once lived. Poppy stood next to the professor and nodded once to confirm that the girl should see her father. The arms dropped and she flung herself at the man. Her eyes closed as tears continued falling onto his chest. Her left cheek pressed onto the fabric as a small part of her wished to hear a beat but she didn't. Her arm lifted his right one and placed it around her as she felt the sickening darkness that had taken the hand. Her left hand held onto his right whilst her right was placed on his chest on top of the beard. Light radiated from around her but still she refused to open her eyes. If she opened her eyes then it became real again. He was actually dead. As she lay there her mind was filled with the song that he had been playing all year to her and it made sense all at once. She had months of warning but her emotions stopped her from realising until she had seen him last. Suddenly she picked herself up and saw raised wands in the air above the heads of the students and she suddenly began singing. It wasn't perfect as sobs filled her chest and her breath was uneven but it was in tune and those listening found tears wetting their cheeks at the beautiful song and voice.
I never told you how
How much you mean to me
What in the world I would do
I just never made it through to you
Ooh, to youThere goes a day, there goes a week
So many goals I had to reach
The more I did, the less I cared
The more I miss the love you shared
If life is a song, somehow it's sad
I don't know the words without you dad
You've been on my mind all the time
And I'm missing you
Home used to be just some walls that I knew
But the truth is that home means nothing without youSo I got to say:
Won't you grow old
Cause it's you that I want to last
As long as I need you here
And I'm begging you, daddy please don't leave
You once told your little girl
You're unbreakableThere goes a month, there goes a year
So many things out there I fear
You helped me up when I was down
You taught me how to stand my ground
This life is a song, happy and sad
And I don't want to sing without you dad
Maybe it's selfish when I say these words
But I'm missing you
Home used to be just some walls that I knew
But the truth is that home means nothing without youSo I got to say:
Won't you grow old
Cause it's you that I want to last
As long that I need you here
And I'm begging you, daddy please don't leave
You once told your little girl
You're unbreakableOh, oh, oh
The truth is my home means nothing without youThe entire time Snape had been listening and watching with guilt and misery in his heart for his actions. For the girl who was stood singing the song that had been played relentlessly. Finally he heard her shattered, abused, broken voice shout "DADDY!"
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Albus' Daughter Alice.
FanfictionA year before the boy who lived is due to start school another girl begins too. She was special and magnificent with eyes that could melt the heart of anyone she wished. Her father is old but the same could be said for her mother. Follow Alice Miner...