(Snape's p.o.v.)

I met the healers. Got the paperwork completed and apparated home with the kid and suddenly the realization sunk in of what I had got myself into. I hate Albus. I seriously hate him. I let him manipulate me into adopting a kid. And now am stuck with the deal. An odd sense of foreboding settled upon me and I collapsed on the couch. What had I done?

I had no prior experience with kids. I hated them. Correction. I hate them. And I had gone and adopted one? Lily's death must have made me crazy. That huge oaf Hagrid was right I cannot ruddy well be trusted with a child. Merlin! Save me.

Oh great Salazar! I have made a great mistake, I thought and I looked at the child sleeping peacefully over my shoulder and I realised I cannot back out now. I had my chance when that oaf took objection to my death eater status but now I hardly have a choice but to accept my cruel fate. I should have agreed with him and accepted his objection. But my ego wanted to prove him wrong.

An hour later the kid woke up. I fed her some broccoli and mashed potatoes as the healer had instructed me and I started to think that maybe this wasn't just that bad.

But no that kid it seems was born to make my life worse than it was, she started bawling real loud for 'HAGGY'. Great just what I need now is for that child to start bawling and make absurd demands like that. "For Merlin's sake!" I begged "Please shut up."

She seemed to understand but then the volume rose so high that it would give me a splitting headache within five minutes.

Merlin even the dark lord is easier to handle! I picked her up and started walking begging her to shut up. She quitened with my pace of walking so I carried her and started pacing the living room. The tantrum ended almost immediately after that and I left her on the kitchen table playing with a doll. Meanwhile I continued to brew my potion on one flame of the stove as I cooked my lunch on the other. How I wish I had a house elf!

As I finished my perfect calming draught I set it aside to settle. I smiled to myself proud of my potions skills and I turned around to the noise of a thump.

I looked back expecting to see her lying on the floor. And then as she did not start crying almost immediately as was expected of a two year old I somewhat panicked before noticing that she was okay since she had landed in the laundry basket by sheer luck. I suddenly felt relief sweep over me.

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Dumbledore arrived the next day to see how we were doing. He laughed when I told him how we both took calming draught. Well I drank mine but when I forced some down Shine's throat she spat it in a spray all over my robes. So I fed her the next spoonful closing her nose forcing her to swallow.

Albus visited at first on a daily basis then respecting my privacy struck him as important so he cut down the visits to once a month and then to once a year.

Two years later he just started visting only on her birthday.

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6 years later

(Shine's p.o.v.)

Birthdays. I hate birthdays. What is so special about a birthday? It's just another day in your life. A day on which you get older. One more year of your life gone. And today I was getting dressed for a birthday party. Don't get me wrong not mine. Oh no! I was at Spinner's End today. And I never have birthday parties here. It's always Godric's Hollow. Because Dumbledore cares enough to celebrate. It's not that my Dad doesn't care. But well...I don't know. Anyways today I was getting ready for Draco Malfoy's birthday party.

Now I did not mind Draco so much but I hated Pansy Parkinson. And she would surely be there. I was wondering what to wear. Dad had warned that I had to look decent and passed on a request that I wear a dress. Lovely! There goes my possibility of not having to wear a dress out the window. I sighed. Well lets concentrate on the question at hand for now. I walked over to the closet and searched for something that would suit the occasion. I found one black dress that reached right above my knees. I found my white stockings and I found suitable sensible shoes in black. I decided to accesorise in white and black with mainly white and minimalistic black accents.

I looked in the mirror and I did look pretty decent to me. Dad had got me that dress for my b'day. I loved it.It was a lace dress with a fluffy a-line skirt. It was off shoulder. My pale skin showed through and it contrasted with the black, but then my hair was black too. I had elegant thick black curls that fell waist length, emerald green almond shaped eyes pale skin high cheekbones and a button nose. I looked pretty good. My heart shaped face was my mother's and so were my nose and eyes or so Dumbledore tells me but I dont know for sure since I have never seen her not even a photo or anything.

I walked down the stairs and I reached the cupboard of books that served to cover the passage to the stairs that led to my room. I pressed the backside and it slid to reveal the sitting room. Dad was sitting on the couch wearing a a shirt with white and light green stripes, a black waistcoat and skinny jeans. I felt crazy wearing al black. The Severus Snape was not wearing black and I thought I wont seem too out of place if we both were gonna wear black. I groaned. He looked up to see the scowl on my face and he raised an eyebrow. "All black today?" he asked. "Yeah. Am protesting" I replied. He smiled and set aside the book he was reading and crossed his arms a smile hinting up his lips.

"Oh yes? Are you? Against what may I ask?" he asked prowling towards me as I crossed my arms against my chest.

"Against having to wear dresses while you get to wear jeans" I pouted.

Dad picked me up. "You looking good in that baby." he tickled me. "And even better when you are smiling." he said as I giggled. "And by the way Flint is going to be there so Lucius has requested that you do not repeat last year."

I grinned impishly. "Why the Flint boy is afraid of me now?" I asked. "I think so" Dad said as he smirked "You know after you break someone's nose they are bound to be."

I laughed and then we entered the fireplace as Dad put in the floo powder and the flames turned emerald green and Dad said in his usual lazy drawl "Malfoy Manor."

We swirled around in the flames and got out of the fireplace. My head was spinning mentally when Dad walked out on stable legs and put me down. He caught my shoulder to steady me.

A huge party which would start pretty soon I noticed as I looked at the preparations. The parlour where the party was to take place had been brightly decorated. The cake stood in the middle over an elegantly carved table of red oak. The flooring was finest Indian teak. The carpet was an Arabian one. Special silver balloons floated around and they softly hummed the b'daytune. The ceiling was enchanted to make white and red confetti fall on. The candles were lit over the cake and the cake was a beautiful white. It was vanilla cake. Over in the corner a guy was moving around serving drinks nd refreshments for the guests. And then I noticed the birds that were flying around the room. They were beautiful. The vines that grew along the walls were silver and represented the family tree of the Malfoys. Draco's named shimmered in green sparkly light. I had seen it all before but everytime I was awed by the sheer beauty of it.

"Severus! A pleasure to meet you." Lucius Malfoy's cold voice drawled. I turned to see the blonde man walking forward.

"Lucius." Dad greeted him politely with a nod. "Hello young lady!" he greeted me. I smiled.

"Hello Mr. Malfoy!" I greeted. "Now why don't you go and search for Draco. I think he was somewhere with Gregory's son." he told me. I realized it meant I had to go and I left my father's arm and went to search for the sleek platinum blonde hair of Draco Malfoy. I found him talking to some large sized kids who looked too dumb to form replies or answer back to the Malfoy heir. He seemed pretty comfy with his bodygaurds when I tapped him on the shouder. He turned with a look of annoyance on his face but it soon dissolved when he saw me and we did a bear hug. Draco was like my younger brother that I did not have, so I was annoyed somewhat at the big 'O' on the face of the other two boys.

Draco turned around and introduced me to them. "Crabbe, Goyle this is Snape. Shine Snape. And these Ms. Snape are my friends Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle." I smiled amused at the formal introduction of mine. "Why so formal Dray?" I asked.

"Just like that." he replied.

"Let's go have some fun should we?" I grinned a mischievous glint in my eyes.

"Father will kill me if he sees me" he said. I rolled my eyes.

"Dont be ridiculous Dray. He wont murder his only son on his birthday." I stated a fact.

"No Shaz damn serious, he was mad the last time you punched Flint."

"Ha! I know that Dad recieved a note that warned me to keep my behaviour in check." I laughed.

"I dont believe you! You are ready to incur the wrath of my Dad and yours you must be crazy." he shook his head but grinned. I knew I had him in if I loosened him up a bit before. A game of truth or dare would do it.

"Aww! C'mon Dray harmless fun I assure you your father wont get angry." I was trying to convince him.

"Ok what do you wanna do?"he asked cautiously.

I laughed at how adult like he seemed.

(Snape's p.o.v.)

I looked around to see where kiddo was. I had seen her just a moment before with Draco and then they disappeared. I looked around to see if I could find her anywhere. No luck.

I couldn't find her and I started looking around. Avery came up to me and started chatting. He was excited about the next attempt for the dark lord's ressurection. Rumour was that he had been last sighted in Albania. They were going to need a chor for the ressurection. Now I did not know what a 'chor' is so I was not paying much attention but I soon realized that these are special types, like you have an elemental or you may have parseltongue or you are a 'chor'. They three constitute the darkest areas of black magic I was informed by Mulciber who had been listening all the while patiently. I gasped when he told me that a fully trained 'chor' would be sacrificed. The life force of that individual would be given to the dark lord and he would rise again. They were going to sacrifice some innocent person for this, it was so like 'Death Eaters' I cringed ashamed of myself at how I never saw the error in this way of life until Lily's death. And then we heard a child's terrified scream from upstairs. The hall froze. I was hoping that Shine wont be involved, and she confirmed my worst fears. Next moment her cool voice floated over the silence "Apologize now Crabbe. My father is not a bat."

"LET ME DOWN FIRST" Crabbe howled as I ran up the stairs. "No apologize before I let you down. And do it fast or everyone sees your undies"

I reached the top to see Crabbe hanging upside down in midair helpless. I was shocked as it brought back childhood memories of torture by Potter and Black.

"Okay I 'm sorry. Please let me down. Your father is not a bat. Now please let me down" he screamed scared out of his wits. Shine smirked,"Gladly". She let him down.

I stood frozen to the spot. My anger rising slowly. It seethed through my veins as I roared.

"SHINE SNAPE, WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?"

Scared and startled she jumped as she turned to me. My thoughts were still whiring around that incident and I grabbed her by her forearm and pulled her away as I pulled out my wand to mutter the countercurse. "We are going back home. Now." I hissed menacingly in a low voice.

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(Shine's p.o.v.)

After my little convincing we decided to go up and play truth or dare. We were playing and had given each other pretty funny dares like Crabbe was dared by Dray to kiss Flint. Me and Dray shared a look as we imagined the look on Marcus's face and we were rolling in laughter on the floor.

We went out and were looking at the party from the top of the stairs when Crabbe asked Dray which one was my father. Dray pointed him out. And poor Crabbe was brainless enough to say he looked like a bat.

No one and I mean it no one ever said that to my face. Everyone knew how easily I got angry. I mean that was true. He shouldn't have worn his old black cloack over that outfit. He was looking good today the outfit was nice but the cloak was ruining it. He wore it only to blend in not because he liked it. And here was a guy who dared to call my father a bat to my face because of that cloak. He was either too foolish or too arrogant and we all knew which one he was. Either way I wanted to make him pay.

I decided to use a spell I had learned from an old notebook. I raised my wand and said "Levicorpus". He started floating in the air hanging by his ankles and he squealed like a girl. And then we all know what happened. My father was angry at me. Me! But what did I do? And I saw my mistake as soon as he grabbed my forearm and pulled me away when I saw a part of his memory unintentionally. He dragged me to the fireplace and we were home.

Then he went to the fireplace and threw some floo powder into the flames. Within seconds we were at Godric's Hollow in Dumbledore's home. I knew it because I had been here every year for a month when Dad has his school holidays otherwise I mainly spent my time at Hogwarts at Hagrid's or learning a new potion and the subtle science behind it that no one seemed to care about. Dumbledore took me every year on the pretext of giving Dad a break. I was to be dropped off but not until next week I knew that. Dumbledore mainy spent the time helping me to gain control over my 'chor' abilities. I could now shield myself to a trained Legilimens even.

Dumbledore came out in midnight blue nighty and that brought me back to my senses. My Dad was still breathing fire and Dumbledore was confused as of why we were visiting at this time of night. I smiled up at Dumbledore and he returned it but the atmosphere did not loosen a bit. It was so tense you could taste it.

Dad crept up to the chair and sat down when gestured and he crossed his arms against his chest. He crossed his legs and said in a calm voice without betraying a single emotion. "It is Black isnt it? Her biological father is Sirius Black."

I knew I should not interfere so I kept my mouth shut. "Ah Severus! So this is what brings you here tonight?" Dumbledore asked him.

"I want an answer." Dad replied curtly. Dumbledore nodded and sat in his armchair intertwining his long fingers.

"And I will give you that but may I ask what gives you this notion may I ask Severus?"

"We were at a party tonight you see Dumbledore.",dad said carefully choosing and placing his words. After that he told him of tonight and he mentioned the circumstances of my birth. He then proceeded to mention the similarities between me and this 'Sirius Black'. Moreover he said I also was by some ways similar to Mrs. Malfoy. The way I walk, talk, laugh like the typical Black spawn he said he couldn't help but notice.

Now if you tell me this gibberish nonsense is true I did say you are being completely ridiculous and that you have to be pretty empty hands to observe that the way I walk is similar to Mrs. Malfoy but we were talking about my Dad here and everyone knows that guy is a particularly busy man. Well he must have really good observation then.

Dad looked at me and sneered as Dumbledore nodded and I realized that his guess was right. I was related to this 'Black ' guy. But I really did not see what difference it made until Dad stood up. "Well that being cleared now I think I dont want to raise her anymore. She afterall a burden from the moment you entrusted her to me. I never wanted her. Thank Merlin I am rid of her at last."

The words stung me like a stingray and my eyes started stinging from tears that threatened to fall any moment. I was shocked beyond belief to know that he would disown me,for defending him. I did not say a word. The words wont come. Just wont form in my head and I felt like I was about to collapse. The earth beneath my feet wouldn't let me stand it seemed. My throa was dry but my cheeks were wet. Every inch of my body was screaming to tell him to stop to not abandon me that way.To tell him I loved him. I cared for him. But no words would come out. It was as if I had lost my voice.

"You give me Black's child to care for and this was inevitable so dont even start on 'Come now Severus' it just wont work. You should never have asked me to care for this worthless piece of shit. This murderer's daughter. And I would not have hated her for what her father did. But no, not this time. I should never have adoptd her. I should have let her be sent to the orhanage, afterall that is the place where orphans are meant to go Dumbledore." he finished coldly and he apparated with a loud pop to his home. I dont know if I can still call that place my home.

Dumbledore looked at my form kneeling on the floor. Tears freely flowed now that he had gone leaving me alone to cry. He picked me up from the floor gently. With a flick of his wand I was comfy in pyjamas. He gave me some water. Washed my face and cleared my nose and then gave me some warm milk with poppy seeds. After that he sung me a lullaby and tucked me to sleep in the warm bed in the room where I usually slept while staying here.

A/N: And guys the side pic is a younger Ashley Boettcher ...as Shine...what do you think???

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