The Half-Blood

Autumn Snape only wants to have a normal first year at Hogwarts. Well, she doesn't exactly get even a little bit of a normal year. Picked on because of everyone's hate for her father, Autumn struggles through he year. With her best friend, Draco Malfoy, she somehow gets through.

First Book in the Autumn Series


2. Birthday

I carefully wiped down the small potion vials and scrubbed out all the grime that covered them. This wasn't the sort of thing I wanted to do today. It was kinda my birthday. I didn't even think my father remembered.

When I got done with the bottles, I moved on to the potion ingredients storage. It was a mess in there! It was utter chaos! I groaned and reluctantly got to work.

After two hours of hard and tiring work, it was completely spotless in there. I gave a small smile at my hard work all done. I actually felt really accomplished.

After than, my father said I could be done. Finally. I sat, resting in my bedroom, playing with a lose thread from my shirt. It was at times like these when I was bored, that I thought about the Hogwarts houses, and which on I'd be Sorted into. Naturally, my father wanted me in Slytherin. And while that sounds...great...I didn't think I was sly or cunning at all. Besides, I didn't really like snakes. Slytherin just wasn't for me.

Then there was Gryffindor. My father told me as a young girl that if I was placed in Gryffindor, he'd disown me and make the centaurs in the Forbidden Forest raise me. I think he only told me that to scare me into not wanting to be a Gryffindor. It worked. But, I'd never really been very brave. I can be a major coward.

Hufflepuff wouldn't be the best option for me. I'm not really known for my kindness.

Ravenclaw would be okay for me. I don't mean to brag, but I'm pretty dang smart. I really love reading. I had to teach myself because my father was always teaching and left me alone for hours almost everyday.

But...then again, I wanted my father to be proud of, I guess my two options were Slytherin or Ravenclaw.

My thoughts were interrupted when there was a loud knock on the door.

"Come in," I said quietly.

My father quickly barged in and walked over to where I sat quietly in the side of my bed.

"Autumn, let's go," he said.

"Go where?" I frowned.

"To Diagon Alley to get your school things."

"Oh. You didn't tell me we were."

"That's because I've just decided it. Don't take  that tone with me."

"I don't have a 'tone.'"

"You're using it right now and it's very disrespectful."

I sighed and nodded, but didn't say anything else. After all these years I've learned that it's best not to argue with him. He turned and left the room. I followed closely behind and we were at the small cobblestone fireplace to travel by Floo Powder.

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