I woke up the next day, early so I can make up the lost time from yesterday. I put on my skirt, button up my shirt, grabbed my tie and headed out. The halls were empty. Nobody was seen. It was early. I made my way to my fathers classroom, hes usually up by this time and getting the classroom ready for the next class.

"She doesn't know." I heard just as I walked in. I stood back, listening. What? Whos she.

"Does Daphne know about her Severus?" Dumbledore. Whats he doing here? Of course its about me.

"Not yet. She's already in danger by being here."

"What did the letter say?"

"Everything." I came out from the shadows and appeared. My father stood up straight, making Dumbledore turn around. They knew I knew.

"I should leave you be, get your class ready." Dumbledore excused himself out, closing the door behind him.

"Is there anything you want to say?" I said crossing my arms.

"Daphne." I put out my hand out, stopping him.

"What cant i know? Im done hearing about this." I slammed my books onto the table. "Why am I in danger? And dont try to change it, dont say, 'im trying to protect you', because we all know what happened next. So spit it out or ill use veritaserum." he sighs. I was done. Me, standing, crossing my arms, with a mad look, tapping my foot. "If you even care about me you would've told me!" I saw the letter on his desk, i ran for it, grabbing it. My father was too slow. "Is this the letter Dumbledore was talking about?"

"Dont."

"Why? Its in my name." I studied the letter. The envelope was black, white cursive writing. It only said Daphne Lilith. "I should open it."

"Its from your mother." He blurts out. My face softens. Her.

"Theres no way." I pushed away. "She had nothing to do with me, and now sixteen years later she wants back in? No. I dont believe it." He walks up to me.

"Fiona Scarlet Cox." My head went up. Fiona Cox. Lucas and Katherines sister. "Your mothers name is Fiona Cox." I shook my head. No. "Katherines and Lucas' sister."

"No." I whispered. "They said that she ran away."

"She escaped Azkaban last year. Shes in the wind. That is why i sent you to with the Malfoys." This cant be happening. "She was the reason you got the mark." I looked down at my covered arm. "She killed Cedric for you." I closed my eyes in disbelief. That was her. She was there? I cant. "Shes looking for you. I cant let that happen."

"Why was she in Azkaban?" I said coldly.

"She was there when he killed Potters parents. She took the blame. She might've killed James Potter." I felt like I was going to vomit. She helped killed Potters parents.

"And you hid this from me?" I pointed at myself. "Theres a woman who wants to probably kill me and you all didn't said a word."

"She doesn't want to kill you. She wants you to become who she is." Even better. She's a psycho. "Daphne, dont ever think i would do such a thing." I bit my lip, trying to hold it in. Why is this my life?

"Does Lucas and Katherine know?" He nods. "And what are you guys doing to protect me from her?"

"Dumbledore has it covered. Trust-" I scuffed at him.

"Trust." I put the letter in my textbook. "Dont ever hide things from me ever again. The truth always finds it way back." I stormed out of the class. Class was going to start soon and I made it to Professor McGonagall's. I slammed my books onto the desk, making Draco and the others jump. Potter turns around, not completely but he managed to see me.

"You alright?"

"I don't want to talk about it." I frowned. Draco didn't want to interfere. He gives her space and she'll come back. Daphne saw that Potter was still staring. Her mother killed his father. How can she look at him?

"Stop looking at my girlfriend Potter." Draco sternly yelled. He slowly turns around, thinking what is going on with her?

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Class was over, everyone scrambled to get to class while others chatted with their friends. Harry spots Daphne walking with Draco. Draco holding her books in one and holding her hand on the other. They stopped in the middle of the hall, teasing the first years. He couldn't believe that they were chosen for Perfects.

"Can't believe she's dating him." Potter said to his long time friend, Ron. Weasley turns, looks at the couple with disgust.

"What do you bloody expect? The two powerful people in the school together. I bet you 10 galleons that Snape and Malfoys parents forced them to date." Potter watches Daphne, something is wrong with her. On train, she seemed scared. But she didn't really tease the students, she just stood there, with her face resting. She looked like she was thinking. Daphne felt eyes on her, making her look at the two. She moves her hair out of her face by shaking her head. As she found that Potter was staring at her, She immediately takes Dracos hand and walked away. Harry suspects something because she hasn't said anything to him, picked on him. She just avoids him.

"I think something is wrong with Daphne."

"What do you mean? Something is always wrong with her." Ron scuffs. "She was raised by the meanest man. Twisted, evil man."

"Have you noticed anything at all?"

"Noticed what?" Hermione walks with the boys to class.

"Daphne." She shakes her head.

"She hasn't bothered me in a while." As they went to class, Potter watched Daphne, sitting across from her. Her head in her hand, staring into nothing.

"Good morning, children." Umbridge sang, making Daphne gag. How is she so happy? "Ordinary Wizarding Level examinations. O-W-Ls." She wrote on the board. "More commonly known as OWLs. Study hard and you will be rewarded. Fail to do so, and the consequences may be severe. Your previous instruction in this subject has been disturbingly uneven. But you'll be pleased to know, from now on you will be following a carefully structured, Ministry-approved course of defensive magic. Yes?" I flipped through my book lazily.

"There's nothing in here about using defensive spells?"

"Using spells?" She scuffs. "Well, I can't imagine why you would need to use spells in my classroom." Great, how in the world we going to be in a DADA class and not use spells.

"We're not gonna use magic?"

"You'll be learning about defensive spells in a secure, risk-free way." Youre kidding right?

"What use is that? If we're attacked, it won't be risk-free." Potter fought.

"Students will raise their hands when they speak in my class." She looks at him. "It is the view of the Ministry that a theoretical knowledge will be sufficient to get you through your examinations which, after all, is what school is all about."

"And how's theory supposed to prepare us for what's out there?"

"There is nothing out there, dear. Who do you imagine wants to attack children like yourself?"

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe Lord Voldemort." I sat up from my desk. Draco took notice. I gulped at the name.

"Now, let me make this quite plain. You have been told that a certain dark wizard is at large once again." Hes here. Alive. "This is a lie." No its not.

"It's not a lie. I saw him. I fought him." Potter stands up from his desk.

"Detention, Mr. Potter." He turned red. "Cedric Diggory's death was a tragic accident."

"It was murder. Voldemort killed him." He didn't kill him, Fiona did. I stood up, it was out from anger. Everyone looked at me. Potter looked back, trying to read my face expression.

"Miss Snape, where is your robe?" Act you Daphne. Dont let them see through you. Specially Potter. Act you. "Miss Snape, your robe?" Pinky asked me again.

"I don't quite remember. I probably left it at Dracos dorm last night." I faked a smirk at her. I bit my nail, winking at Draco. He was trying to hide his smile.

"I beg your pardon?"

"I remember now, I actually did leave my robe is his dorm, possibly on the floor with my other belongings such as-."

"Miss. Snape detention." I quickly sat down. Draco shakes his head and laughs. Potter, still looking at me, I shrugged it off. He cant know.