A Lifetime *Hiatus*

Chapter 4

A/N: Hey Buddies!

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Today Bella was eleven years old. It should have been like any other birthday at the orphanage but today was going to change her semi-normal life.

A letter came for her. Not in the mail or even a carrier pigeon like some of the old books she used to read. It came by owl of all things. 

An owl.

And if that wasn't absurd enough, the contents that the letter contained was even more so.

"Dear Ms. Potter, We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Witchcraft and Wizardry? So that's what this mysterious world that she has been invited into calls her special gift? Witchcraft? Magic maybe?

The entire letter read:
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore (Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorcerer, Chief Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confederation of Wizards)

Dear Ms. Potter, We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31. Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonagall Deputy Headmistress

It also contain a list of supplies she was supposed to get along with saying she could bring her own owl, toad, or cat.

Today however, was the 31st of July and Bella had no way of responding even if she did find interest in Hogwarts.

The letter said that is was to Bella Potter of Wool's Orphanage room 7B and even though Bella found it a little weird and stalker-ish that someone she never even had met knew that much about her living space, it also to her brilliant mind indicated that someone knew that she was in a place that didn't have an owl on hand.

That could only mean one thing. Someone from this magical world would be coming here. 

To the orphanage.

To visit her. 

So for the first time in forever since she discovered her magical powers she was once again excited.
And a little apprehensive.

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Severus Snape was not happy. Every year, a month before school starts, letters are delivered. Some to the Pureblooded fools of the upper-crust society, half-bloods like himself, and then the muggleborn dunderheads that don't have an inkling of what going on.

And yet they send him, the ill-tempered potions professor to deal with the snotty nosed brats.
If that wasn't bad enough he was sent to orphanages where children felt unwanted. The bloody headmaster Dumbledore said that he would be the most likely to relate to them and how Severus loathed him for bringing his horrible childhood into the picture.

It was true though and that's why he hated going to this places that reminded him of how he was treated in his childhood.
Lily was the only one ever good to him and he eventually lost her too leaving him even colder to the world that never loved him in the first place.

Thinking of Lily put a sour taste in his mouth as he thought of where he was going.
A place called Wool's where another orphan resided, but this wasn't just any orphan, this was Bella Potter, Savior of the wizarding world. Lily's daughter, James'... spawn.

No one would have thought that the Girl-who-lived would be left at an orphanage especially under Albus Dumbledore's care; which is probably why the senile fool was coming with him in the first place.

Dumbledore wore a periwinkle blue robe with lavender stars, yellow dress shoes-Circe knows where he got those dastardly contraptions from-, his classic half-moon glasses, and his signature beard that was second to no one but Merlin himself.

Snape was appalled at the Headmaster's choice in clothing and just looking at him made himself want to dig his eyes out with a rusty spoon. Just when he had thought his apparel couldn't get any worse too...

As they Apparated to Wool's Orphanage, the crooked-nosed professor wanted to grimace at it appearance. It seemed to be a two-story building of burnt gray, the front gate was a little bulky and was pitch black. It had a playground that was rusted and squeaked every time a child tried to swing or swirl.

Cobblestone that lead up to loose boarding on the patio into the orphanage doors was cracked and had grass and mold growing through them.

Overall, the place with run down, old, and just...poor, in every sense of the word.
And Bella Potter one of the richest people in Europe due to being the Heiress to the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Potter lived here of all places.

Oh the bloody fucking irony!

He looked over to Dumbledore again to see that he was slightly pale and stood almost stark still as if he was somewhere else.

He shook himself out of whatever memory he was in and knocked on the door where someone who Snape assumed was one of the matrons answered.

"Hello my dear." Dumbledore started with his usual grandfather voice. Snape had to hold back another grimace as he heard the man speak. The grandfather tone that everyone seemed to love coming from him, that voice that made everybody's walls drop, never sounded anything but condescending to him.

"We are here because it has come to our attention that one of your charges is to attend our prestigious boarding school."

"Prestigious? Boarding School? As far as we know we never put anyone down for any scholarships. Are you sure you have the right place?" the woman questioned screwing her face up in confusion.

"Well you see she is from a family that has been going to our school for generations. Her name has been down since her very first breath at birth. You probably know her as Bella Potter yes?" Dumbledore said trying to reassure the young woman that they were indeed in the right place.

The matron's lips thinned when she heard Bella's name but said nothing on the fact that had her in such consternation.

"Come on in. I'll take you to Mrs. Hornhill, the Head Matron." She said opening the door invitingly.

"She'll tell you all about Bella."

THIS IS MY LONGEST CHAPTER EEVVVVVVVERRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!
(well at least I think it is......)
I am so sorry for not posting last week but to be honest and frank with you guys I had literally nothing to write and since my chapters are so small I really didn't want to give you a small load of trash.
This came to me like two days ago and I just finished writing it. I wanted to post it to make up for the delay but I thought you would appreciate having a chapter like this that is late than one that was on time and meaningless.
So what did you think?

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