AN: I was just going to edit my last post to put in Chapter 4, but with so many replies I had to make to my awesome readers, I decided that it'd be far too long, thus, I decided I'd go ahead and double post, so it's not as long looking.

Chapter 4


Addison finally regained her vision when her feet hit the cold stone floor of a Hogwarts dungeon. Though she couldn’t quite see anything in the darkness of the dungeon in the early morning, she could feel her feet on the stone floor and knew without a doubt that she was in the dungeons of the place she called home for more months out of the year than she was at her real home.

Thinking of home and what she had just witnessed, the death of the only person who ever really cared for her, the only person who knew the real Addison Eastwood, she mentally told herself to take a deep breath to keep from crying, but it did no use. The next thing she knew she was on her knees curled up in a small ball crying.

Her father had died in front of her; he was the only person she trusted. Addison didn’t have a clue where she would be sent to, she had no living relatives. She sat there in a ball, crying until the lights came on.

Severus Snape stood in the doorway of the dungeon from the secret passage way that led directly to his living quarters, black socks on his feet and black night robe tied tightly around his body with his green and black pajamas on underneath. He took in a deep breath; this couldn’t have come at a worse time. His forearm gave a twitch but he refused to touch it.

“Get up off my dungeon floor Eastwood.” He barked at her, annoyance showing through. He moved out of the doorway as he let it seal itself over to look like the rest of the dungeon wall. He stood a few feet away from the crying girl, looking down at her with narrowed eyes.

Letting a minute and a half past, a minute and a half too long for Severus, without a sound besides the sobs of Addison he decided that if he wasn’t going to wait around for the crying to cease. Clearing his throat, Severus tapped his foot, “You can sleep on the floor if you wish. Clean up after yourself.” He told her before he turned and headed towards the special spot on the wall where he waved his wand.

Hearing his words over her crying, Addison’s body tensed up as she fully realized where she was and who was speaking to her. She looked up as he turned back to say something. “I don’t know how you know him.” She started, “But he obviously saved your life once or twice for me to be here. Show some remorse Snape.” She spat out as she stood up.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” Severus yelled at her from across the room, his annoyance was now turning into anger. He took a few steps back towards Addison. “Pick up your mess.” He told her pointing to the box and its spilled contents.

Noticing the box on the floor with the contents spilled around it, Addison began to gather the pieces of parchment and small belongings and put them back into their box. Feeling the odd need to read the last note she had picked up she unfolded it. Her anger continued to boil as she stood up tall and shoved the note into Severus’ chest.

“I suppose you know all about this?” She questioned him as he caught the note before it fell to the floor. Holding it up the the light he read it quickly, realizing that he was slowly losing the upper hand in this battle.

“We’ll talk in the morning. Go to sleep.” He barked at her as he took the box from her hands, which was not an easy task seeing as Addison refused to want to let go of it. “Stay out of my desk.” He added on. Placing the note into the box as he walked once more back to the doorway Severus needed to see Albus, but he wasn’t going to wake him up this early.

“Excuse me.” Addison bit back. “The box is mine.” She snarled at him as she followed behind him. She took a small step back when he turned to face her.

“Don’t worry about it.” He told her with a twisted smile. “Go to bed.” He told her once more as he made the box disappear from sight.

“Where, on a desk?” She questioned him with force. He shrugged his shoulders waved his wand as if to say, “Sure, why not?”, making a blanket and pillow appear before he stepped into the passageway and let the wall seal over.