Everyone has a story and this is her's.
Who knew that Severus Snape had a daughter named Cassandra? Cassandra has always had a tough life, going to Hogwarts for the first time didn't make it any better. She's a child prodigy and she was homeschooled...
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( May '98 )
It was now May and the four young Gryffindors were going to Gringotts. Hermione had held a piece of Bellatrix's hair out in front of her. They had spent the night devising a plan on how to carry the heist out.
"You sure that's hers?" Ron asked.
"Positive." Hermione answered.
Harry, Ron and Cassandra stepped outside while Hermione changed into Bellatrix's clothes. The wind was howling as Hermione stepped out and next to Griphook. Hermione looked perfectly like Bellatrix, so after all, it was Bellatrix's hair.
"Well?" Hermione asked. "How do I look?"
"Hideous." Ron answered.
He looked much like Rodolphus Lestrange and he didn't even use the polyjuice potion.
"You can give the sword to Hermione to hold." Cassandra told Griphook. "Alright?"
Hermione took the sword from a reluctant Griphook and held her friends' hands, waiting for the goblin.
"We're relying on you Griphook." Cassandra said. "If you get us past the guards, into the vault, the sword is all yours."
Griphook grabbed their hands as they apparated away. They landed in Knockturn alley. A wizard stopped and looked at Hermione, suspiciously.
"Madame Lestrange." The wizard said.
"Good morning." Hermione said, trying to sound like Bellatrix.
Cassandra mentally face palmed at Hermione's antics and the wizard walked away.
"Good morning?" Griphook asked. "Good morning? You're Bellatrix Lestrange, not a schoolgirl. If she gives us away we might as well use that sword to slit our own throats. Understand?"
"He's right." Hermione said. "I was being stupid."
"Okay, let's do it." Harry said, leaning down.
Griphook got on Harry's back and Cassandra hid underneath the invisibility cloak with them. They walked into Gringotts with Hermione and Ron in the front and the rest behind them. Hermione was wobbly and looked like she was severely drunk. She clearly wasn't used to heels. Ron looked very scared next to her and was looking down the entire walk to the head goblin. Once they made it to the head goblin, Cassandra felt her heart pound in her chest.
Hermione cleared her throat to get the goblin's attention. The goblin did not look up at Hermione and continued doing whatever it was that he was doing.
"I wish to enter my vault." Hermione said.
"Identification?" The goblin asked.
"I hardly think that will be necessary." Hermione said, making the goblin look up.
