- Fic: No Title 112 – Prologue
Title: No Title 112 – Prologue
Pairing: Girl Harry (Rhiannon)/Severus
Warnings: Time Travel, Dimension Travel, Girl Harry, Bad Sirius, Bad Ginny, Bad Ron, Master of Death Harry, Post The Deathly Hallows no Epilogue.
Disclaimer: Nope, doesn’t belong to me. I only play with them a bit.
Summary: Defeating Voldemort did not solve all the Wizarding World’s problem. If anything things got worse, so much worse. Once again it’s up to Harry to solve them, and perhaps save some people whlle doing it.
Author’s Note: This is one Story Bunny that has not left me in peace. Once again the Time Travel subject is present, as it has been in a really large number of Story Bunnies I’ve written lately.
I really like the subject of this fic. It came out in a rather surprising block of text, unlike most of the others in which I re-write (when I handwrite a story) every 2 to 5 pages until it’s the way I want it.
The Story Bunny still needs a lot of work. At the moment I’m trying to organize it, and set an ordely time line. Ideas kept popping as I wrote, so everything is scathered about, and more like a telegram than a full fledged story. It also needs more dialogues in the past part of the story. There’s just all prose and no action in the beginning. Although I believe it’s important to explain what led to the Time Travelling.
Anyway, this is just a taste. The author’s note is probably half the length of the whole Prologue.
Spinner’s End street was completely abandoned now. Well, the last block of it was. She could feel the potent Wards in the area. The Muggle Repelling one was particularly strong, and responsible for leaving the block abandoned when other areas of the working town still clung to life. She shook her head, leave it to Snape to push even harmless strangers away. Well, he was not getting rid of her so easily. As she walked towards his house, Rhiannon did have to wonder how the muggle bar maid that gave birth to Snape’s daughter managed to get past the powerful Wards. The muggle woman actually reached the last house on Spinner’s End, only to abandon the new born baby on the doorstep. The irresponsible woman did that even when she knew her occasional lover had yet to arrive from the boarding school he taught at.
Snape was a very powerful wizard, as well as an incredibly intelligent man; any child he sired had the potential for great things. The little girl would have been an amazing witch, had she lived. She would have also been Snape’s salvation. But the baby died of dehydration, hunger, and exposure. The professor did not arrive until a week after the woman left the child outside the door. He found her as he returned from nerve wracking days of getting back into the Dark Lord’s good graces. The tiny infant was powerful, and her magic tried to sustain her as long as possible; but when he arrived to the house she was dying. There was nothing he could do except clean her up, make her comfortable, and hold her as she finally expired in her father’s arms.
Discovering he fathered a child was something he had not expected. As a Potions Master Severus he knew seveal ways to avoid siring children, and that they sometimes failed. Still, he took precautions as he was not a monk, and he did seek female company now and then. None of his liasons were serious though. A man in his possition did not have the luxury of getting into a serious relationship, much less bring a child to the world. Yet, that was precisely something he yearned deep down. A family of his own, a woman by his side. He lost hope of it when Lily Evans died, but the yearning remained in the back of his mind and heart.
Finding his child, a better part of him, abandoned like week old trash broke him. It simply confirmed what his father -and so many others- had always told him. That he was worthless, that no matter how hard he tried to atone, to be a better man, there really was nothing worth saving in him. Not even his innocent offspring. What little will to live remained died then, along with his tiny daughter. Only the Unbreakable Vow he made to Dumbledore after Lily’s death kept him going. He would keep her child alive, even when he was unable to save his own.
Severus would have kept the baby, and so many things would have changed had she lived. For starters, he would have NEVER made that Unbreakable Vow to Narcissa Malfoy. He would have had his own child to take care of. A child that needed him alive. Narcissa would not have been happy, but she would have understood that he loved his daughter as much as she loved her son, and would not do anything that could take him away from her if at all possible. The little girl would have been only two years old then.
Rhiannon would not allow the baby to die this time.
Not when she could save her, and in doing so she gave hope -and the possiblity of knowing unconditional love- to her father. He deserved it. Snape had saved her life time and again back when she had still been a boy named Harry James Potter. The son of the love of his life. But she was not the only one that had a debt to pay to Snape. The whole Wizarding World owed the Potions Master their freedom from the threat Voldemort and his Death Eaters had been.
Severus Tobias Snape died before Voldemort was finally defeated. He never got to see the end of the war, and that his sacrifices were not in vain. He did not know the son of his beloved Lily survived. He was a hero to Harry, and the Wizarding World. Yet it had been so hard to even get him a decent burial, much less clear his name. Few wanted to accept the cantakerous wizard had been on their side.
It was hard, very hard, but Harry managed both. It was him who took care of the funeral rites, and who pestered everyone and their uncle in the Ministry to clear the youngest Headmaster Hogwarts ever had name. The Potions Master was the bravest man Harry had ever met. Snape sacrificed so much, so many years of his life -as well any chance of happiness- to keep the Vows he made to an old man in Lily Evans-Potter’s name.
Without Severus Snape the second war against Voldemort would have been lost.