Chapter Text
In a weak illuminate room,a white almost transparent orb sits in the center.
This room was very special for the Wizarding World , basically, it allowed an individual to time travel at some point in time, without returning back in their own time and not breaking their own timeline.
There were a lot of cases of this type. Of course the public didn't know of even half of them.
They know about Will Timothy, a wizard that come forward in time before he could be hanged for having magic.
Of Melania Frog, a witch that wished desperately for a child, that after almost killing herself wake up there.
Alec Javier, who after escaping prison wanted to be know as a free men.
And many more. There were cases were children appeared not even Hogwarts age, when teenagers did and attended school or when elderly did and just lived without a care.
After they were identified or given an identity, they were forced to wear a personalized item that will stop them from talking about the future or past they had. It could be anything from jewelry to clothes or an artificial eye. Spelled to be indestructible by Unspeakables they can't take it off or get rid of it.
Now we should begin our story but before that we should go back in time a little.
Severus Snape could say that he hated his life. Truly why did he though it was a good idea to go into slavery was beyond him, let's not even talk about the fact he is still loving a married woman and still lives in his childhood house,empty and miserable.
Really it wasn't wasn't a surprise that even his Death Eaters colleagues took pity on him and tried to put him up with a woman. Despicable,after all how could he when Lily was,is, always the only one.
When he left the horrible date,meeting, he entered a Muggle bar his mind ready to get drunk. Muggle alcohol was so much better than Wizarding one. He drink,and drink and drunk until his eyes got hazy and his mind was filled with grief,longing and hatred for himself. He tried to forget Lily ,he really did...at some point..but now..
" Hope you aren't gonna throw up there" beside him,a woman spoke
She looked tall,close to himself, with short dark hair, dark skin and brown eyes.
Almond shaped eyes not doe-like ones.
Dark short hair not long beautiful red.
Brown eyes not forest green ones.
Tall with a Greek nose not petite with a button one.
With an indifferent look and heart shaped lips not gentle air and thin ones.
With board shoulders and a confident air around her not cheeky smiles and small figure.
And so when she looked at him straight in the eye and smirked with strangely fanged teeth, Severus though
ah..maybe..that's what I need..
He really didn't need this. This small,too small squirming baby girl that didn't even have a name, at this doorstep, in a bloody basket with just a single envelope with her. Of course stating that she couldn't possible raise her and she leaves for who knows where now. At the very last she put her birthday there.
He really didn't need this. Not after he just sold Lily away, found out that his only friend died in a mission and the threat of Lily dying was on his shoulders.
So Severus named the girl a name (a tuff of black hair and violet eyes) that he truly hoped will bring her luck, hired a house elf on a five year contract, got himself that blasted job as a Professor and let himself forget about her. He did pretty well until he come back because of an injury and found her sitting curled on a chair in front of his window, she sleeps in his room apparently, looking still too small and lonely. So so lonely.
Severus took his heart between his teeth, beat himself half an hour than begin to search for his father old cooking book. It was the only thing he has from his Romanian heritage, and begin work.
He wouldn't be a good father overnight and he has no excuse beside being a coward for not being there, but he would try now. For better or worse.
Athena Snape, liked her name since she first understand that it was hers. It was the only thing her father ever give to her.
For five years, since she know herself, Athena lived in a empty house with a energetic house-elf looking after her. There was no one there that could treat her bruised knees or elbows, that could put a bedtime for her, that could praise her drawing or that could scold her for dirtying the floor with mud or her hair with whatever she rolled into. That could control what she could read and what not or what she could bring in the house or not. There was no one that could correct her words either, the fact that the house was close to the slums wasn't helping. There were always small animals crawling an the floor, it made the house more lively. Like the brown bunny she stole from the neighbor, or the injured birds found on the streets, or the hamster's that she found in a dumpster one time,even the big orange cat that visited sometimes.
Mipsy, the house-elf her nameless father left her with, always made sure she eat, that the house and Athena were clean. Those were her priorities. Clean the house, make food, clean the Young Mistress.
Athena hated being called Mistress, it made her already puffy eyes ache and the hole in her chest grow. Was she really that nasty that her father didn't want her?
When she hit five years old Mipsy disappeared and she though she would actually die of loneliness, until her father, tall, imposing and scary, appeared before her. In a second she was under her bed, trembling all over because
why did he look like that at her? Should she leave? Maybe he didn't like the animals in the house?
The sweet, savory smell from the downstairs made her get up and stretch her legs, she stayed hidden almost eight hours, maybe it was safe now. Trying to soften her steps, Athena follows the heavenly scent and finds her father still there, with a strange looking bread in front of him.
'' Eat.'' his voice was smooth and low, not like Mipsy's or anyone she head before. He still looked scary with dark robes and dour look. At last she know where she get her hair from.
She eat the sweet bread, it was the best thing she even had. Her father talked, smooth voice filling the air and with the warm food filling her stomach, her eyes begin to drop and she fall asleep at the table. Big hand cradling her head before she could hit the hard wood.
6 years old
Her father, took a two year sabbatical so he can stay with her. Living with him was..different, she wasn't really sure if it was a good different. He always made her eat her greens and didn't allow any other animals in the house. He spend a lot of time in the basement and comes back with weird hair, he cooked all her meals and always eat with her.
When he saw she meddled with her grandmother,apparently, romance books as first reading material, he brought her fairy stales and princess story's. She drowned over them with bright colors and made dogs and bunny ears on each pages. The slight twitch of his lips was enough of a reward.
When she begin to paint the house walls he brought her a small chair and canvas's, he put them in the basement making a small space so she can work with him there.
7 years old
The basement was ugly. It was dark, with strange jars and smelled weird, her hair wasn't having a good time either. But the bubble charm around her space helped.
Her father who at some point she begin to call him Da, give her a pair of small dragonhide gloves and put her to chop the potion ingredients. Experience he called it. He told her about how a potion could be better if this is used like this, or how it could be worse. Then he told her about her gloves and what they are made of. Her gloves were more interesting than the potion in the cauldron.
Later that year they go clothes shopping and after staring at a big red and gold t-shirt, her Da buys it with a strained expression.
8 years old
Her Da come back home on vacation and every weekend, and every three days nights. When Da is not home Athena draws, hides new animals around the house and looks at movies on TV and just eats whatever is in the fridge. Sometimes she goes outside but the other kids were weird or just plain boring, so she stayed at home with her bunny's,hamsters and pigeons. Sometimes her Da joined as well and they fall asleep on the sofa Athena hidden in her father chest fast asleep.
It wasn't that lonely anymore.
9-10 years old
She was shit at potion. She know it, her Da know it even the bunny's know it.
'' I'm sorry..'' Athena said after another potion exploded
'' It's no matter-'' her Da said expression tight and narrowed eyes '' What about the others?''
Before Hogwarts, her Da wanted her to try the simplest spells from the first year with his wand. The feather she tried to lift changed color instead. She liked mouses too much to turn them into buttons. Forgetfulness Potion exploded. They didn't have a Devil Snare to handle.
'' ..do you remember that movie? With the man fighting in ring? Rocky.'' Athena nodded enthusiast, it was her favorite after all '' Good stay there-'' he moves her limbs until she stays in a wide stage, her father wand in hand ''- at my signal say 'Protego', it's pronounced 'pro-TAY-goh'.'' he moves in front of her in a similar pose and says
'' Expeliarmus!''
'' Protego!'' the red spells it's absorbed by the shield around Athena and sizzle away. She didn't realize she closed her eyes, but when she opened them her Da proud expression filled her with warm and excited she said
'' Again..?''
11 years old
Before her Hogwarts letter could arrive her Da took her in Bulgary, where the Annual Dueling Champion competition happen. It didn't take long to realize she was the only kid there and that others adults were appalled by that fact. She didn't care though, after all her Da took her here.
She looked star eyed at their moves and spells caste. At their footwork looking so similar with Rocky. At the complicate spells, at the simplest ones used. She looked at the proud expression of the winner, at the trophies and applause and though.
i want that she tighten her hand around her Da i want to be the best, there could be
The hat barely touched her head before it screamed for all to hear
SLYTHERIN
The first time when she REALLY meet Harry Potter was on a Monday afternoon in the library. He looked quite sad and was staring at the book shelf viciously, green eyes hard with fury.
'' Hello.'' green eyes looked at her surprised than hardened again. '' Here-'' she throw at him a chocolate bar, her Da makes them so she can grow taller and stronger ''-you look like you need it.''
Athena didn't really know how to talk with others her age, especially now when all Slytherin students treated her formally, too scared of her Da. She also didn't know how such a young boy could have so much..emotions bottled up.
One week later he cornered her in the library. He looked three inches taller and not thin like a sparrow anymore. They made homework secretly and shared candies and soda in a corner. They didn't really talk, they bickered if anything else. Harry was very curious about anything there could be when he wasn't hold down by Weasley whining or Granger nagging. They bonded over Dueling.
And so Harry Potter become her first friend and the world tilde just a little bit too much.
Dueling Junior competitions, her proud Da figure. Making friends with Draco Malfoy in her third year after finding him trying out dresses. Teaching Mione to throw a punch. Praying at Greek Gods to protect Harry against the dragons. The slight disappointment when seeing Ron and not herself being dragged out of the water. The terror of Voldemort being back. Her Da terrified face when he give her books about war strategies.
Meeting Sirius Black, an awful, guilty, sad man that called her names thinking she was someone else. Her Da blasting Black fingers away for calling her an abomination. The Golden Trio reacting as well, Harry voice filled with disappointment, her Da patting Harry back.
Beating Ron at chess.
Fury, rage at that pink toad. Throwing her out with the other students, getting evidence and throwing in the voice of the Ministry, Skeeter by her side,blackmailed of course. The toad woman wand snapped and getting herself in exile. The twins graduated. She tried to make a Sleepless Potion for Harry just to turn his hair pink.
'' Snape! You fucking bitch get your ass here!'' a mop of pink hair running after her, laughing madly.
Leather,bright colored clothes, spiked chokers, dyed hair, good music. That's how they forget about the imminent war.
War. Her Da chocking in his own blood, Fred dying, Dumbledore falling, Ginny disfigured, Draco died. And Harry..
Running, trying to escape the country, Athena stopped.
why does she run for? didn't she, they, fought until the last one fall? weren't they Hogwarts last defense? weren't they the best?
So she turns around,despite her father words,back on the bloody battlefield, cast spell after spell, throws potion after potion until the Death Eaters backed down most of them killed, forming a line separating a side from another. She didn't stop.
Her clothes were ripped, just her pants and the bind her Da made for her didn't fall. Her long hair chopped, cursed cuts littering her skin. Her legs trembling from the cruciatus.
'' ATHENA!'' a hoarse voice shouted at her. From the corner of her eye she saw Harry, bloodied and looking worse than her but still alive. She though he come to fight with her, to watch each other backs, until he smashed an all too familiar necklace on her chest. Gold sand and glass sinking in her skin.
'' You fucking idiot Potter.'' she said her voice too quiet, vision fading. Harry warm, battered hands hold her face and the last thing she saw were his too bright eyes for that place,a teasing grin and muffled words. fucking dunderhead
Back in the white room, the orb filled itself with purple and for the first time in history a crack appeared on it. The orb broke spatting out a girl. Chopped,dirty black hair, blood on her face and arms, barefoot, tight pants and a black bind on her chest. Tall, with board shoulders, Greek nose, pale skin and startling, royal purple eyes. Surprisingly enough her lips were painted with a bright red lipstick.