(This is the best part of the series yet! Everything falls into place! MWAHAHAH!)
I poked my nose out from Severus's pocket as he finished packing his stuff.
'Your aunt seems nice' I squeaked.
"She's the only one that doesn't hate me- she's from my Mum's side," Severus muttered, stuffing a picture of me, him, Dory, and Lucius in his trunk.
I turned around in his pocket, trying to get comfortable, 'I liked her, she gave me one of those baby carrots.'
Severus grinned, "Your mind is less complex as a animal- you aren't speaking like a dictionary."
'I do not speak like a dictionary!' I squeaked.
Severus laughed, "You do! 'Sev, as much as I like your zealous actions, please shut up', 'Sev stop being a dullard!', 'Sev-"
'Okay okay! I get it!' I squeaked.
"Severus! time to go hon!" His aunt called.
"Coming!" Severus called,before talking in a low whisper, "Try not to move once we get to my house, I have to put my cloak up when I get in so you have to wait till later for me to come and get you okay?"
'
Got it,' I squeaked.
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-Third Person-
Severus opened the door with a pale hand, closing it quietly and hanging up his cloak. He could smell the alcohol in the room, and is suspicions that his father was drinking again was confirmed when his father stumbled towards him.
-Danni's POV-
(Heheh thought it would be better like this)
I curled up deciding to sleep until Severus came and got me later when I heard the loud clap. I Froze up and listened.
"Why are you so late?" Came a mans voice, who I think is Severus' father.
"Sorry Father, I met up with a friend-"
"That Evans girl? I told you to stop talking to that little bitch!"
I bit back a growl and kept listening.
"She's not a bitch!" Severus snapped. There was another loud clap along with a yelp.
"Don't talk back to me!"
My small claws twitched and I bared my small teeth.
Thump.
A whimper was all I needed to hear and I jumped out from the cloak pocket, changing as I ran towards the cruel man. The man had a pointed nose and chin, he had dark blond hair and a cruel smile.
He never saw me coming.
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-Remus' POV-
(MEAHAHAHAH!)
"You still believe your grandmother?" James asked, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.
I glared at him, "She didn't even show up to the funeral!"
"She was-" Peter started but Remus cut him off, "No! she did it! She planned it. It's my fault she ever even joined our family!"
Peter glared at him and threw his a package full of letters.
"Apparently I'm the only one who answered her letters! She's back at the orphanage and your grandmother told her if she comes that she would have a talk with the evil bitch!"
The other boys gaped at him.
Peter sighed, "Her last letter came two weeks ago- the bitch who owns the place had burned her up bad, she had beat up a kid for insulting you Remus! For insulting her brother," He pulled the exact letter off the stack and passed it to Remus who read it in shock.
Dear Peter,
Has Remus forgiven me yet?
Yeah I'm okay, don't worry, just a few burns, mainly on my back, but the one on my hand hurts really bad, so you will need to send Severus a letter telling him (he'll probably ignore it since it's from you though).
Anyway, just-
Remus let out a choked sob, there was a deep red stain on the letter.
- watch out for Remus for me. It will be hard with out Mum and Dad for him, and don't get mad at him for ignoring me- it was my- #####
Remus looked like he was gonna break like glass when he saw the crossed out word.
-fault our parents died. If he seems like he could use this, tell him I love him.
And that I never broke my promise.
Love,
Daniel Chase Hope
(What was Danni's promise? Who remembers it? Search the last few books for it! Mwahhaha)
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Danni Hope:Fixtures For The Broken(Years 3 & 4)
FanfictionDanni Hope is back in her third year at Hogwarts, and the danger is already there! With Luke back in the picture, another Potter, a cruel black women for a mother, a new best friend, and a odd, yet close new friend, Third year may be the longest yet...