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Snape's Daughter by MrsStyles999
MrsStyles999
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'I know Severus, but is it best to send a 9 year old girl to Hogwarts?' Ellia Snape .... The mysterious little girl embarking on a breathtaking journey as she fights against the good and bad wills of life, whilst shadowing behind her fathers paper figure. Protected from danger after her mothers disappearance, will all be shielded from danger? DISCLAIMER : The characters, all except the Parkinson family (except Pansy of course) Aurora Grace, Panemia Ravenclaw and Ellia Snape, belong to the brilliant J.K Rowling. I do not own the story line either except what happens to Ellia. This is a twist on Harry Potter and my apologies if you do not like it :)
Sarah Lily Snape by ThatLittlePotterhead
ThatLittlePotterhead
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☞ This story takes place 19 YEARS LATER, after the Battle of Hogwarts. Sarah Lily is a witch who always knew her life wouldn't go so far. Nothing more than the torture her uncle and aunt gave. But as she took the first step upon Hogwarts, everything changes. And is it true? Her father was alive all along?! Please do not judge a book by its cover! And prepare to cringe at my writing (I wasn't good at writing before)! I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS, JUST SARAH AND THE PLOT. Don't forget to follow, vote & comment! I REPEAT, CRINGY WRITING AHEAD, SO YOU WERE WARNED.
Human Wreckage -MCR Fanfic- by xXChemicalSkeletonXx
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-REWRITTEN/EDIT THE ENTIRE STORY ON 7/24/17- Coughing, the smoke swirled in front of me as beams of black and white flashing lights raced across my vision, disappearing as quickly as they had appeared. My lungs ached as they tried to pull in clean oxygen, my eyes straining to see through the grey haze. Once the smoke dissipated some, I could see we had appeared in the middle of a road. It was cracked and full of potholes, the yellow lines coated with dirt and grime from over the years it seemed. Taking a better look around, it looked like a bomb had gone off and I was witnessing the remainders of a city.